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Quick flat color doodle of puppy Batcher that I'm not motivated enough to fully render but still wanted to share :)
A bit of Brutess lore under the cut too ;) ⬇️
A quick unfinished doodle of puppy Batcher and toddler Brutess. When Brutess was very little (1-3 years old ish), Hemlock would take her down to feed the hounds on Tantiss. She absolutely loves animals. Unfortunately, that led to an easy and effective form of punishment for her when she got older. However, I made the executive decision that Lurca hounds live a similar lifespan to humans, and therefore Batcher was one of the puppies that Brutess got to help feed as a youngling. Which would also mean that once the Batch settles on Pabu, Brutess finally gets to keep her pet permanently without the threat of time or any person taking the hound away from her.
Would Maul, Savage and Feral notice if someone have a crush on them ? The person blush easily around the zabrak, do some small kind gesture, look at him with adoration. One day, where theres is no one around, the person give the zabrak a small quick kiss on the cheek, wait for his reaction. Any headcannons of what the Zabrak Brothers would do ?
The Nightbrothers - when you surprise kiss them on the cheek (before confessing any feelings to them)
includes: Maul, Savage, Icarus, Scorn, Feral
warnings: none
note: this is just cute lil somethin somethin.. heheehh aah mann I’m lonely :’D
Maul
Had his eye on you for a while now. Somewhere along the way, he started enjoying the little game between the two of you: catching you staring, making comments that leave you flustered then savoring your whole reaction, brushing against you in passing innocently while knowing exactly what it does to you. Small, playful things like that to distract him from his grand schemes from time to time.
The kiss catches him off guard nonetheless though.
He startles ever so slightly, eyes widening for the briefest moment before they flick back to you. You’re already retreating, cheeks burning, trying to brush the whole thing off as if it never happened.
But he doesn’t let you.
A small grin curls at the corner of his mouth as he steps closer, leaning in slowly. His lips hover dangerously close to yours, close enough to steal your breath, before deliberately passing them by. Instead, he presses a soft kiss just beside your mouth. Merely returning the sweet gesture.
His eyes drift shut the moment his lips meet your skin, savoring the warmth of it. The kiss lingers there longer than any innocent peck has any right to.
“This feels.. rather nice,” he murmurs against your cheek, his voice low enough to send a shiver racing down your spine.
His hand settles against the small of your back, drawing you just a little closer for a moment before releasing you again.
Then, as though nothing had happened, he straightens. His hands clasp neatly behind his back as he resumes whatever he had been saying before your interruption.
Only now there’s the obvious hint of satisfaction tugging at his expression. And despite how composed he appears, his mind is no longer on the conversation.
Savage
The moment your lips brush against his cheek, you quickly turn away, already trying to hide your embarrassment.
He freezes for a moment. His hand slowly rises to his cheek, fingertips lingering where your lips had been only a heartbeat ago. Before he even realizes it, he’s already standing up, instinctively reaching after you as though some part of him knows you’re about to slip away.
“I… liked that.”
His voice comes out rough, carrying the weight of someone wishing they’d done this first instead.
His hand gently closes around your wrist, drawing you back toward him. As you turn to face him, he takes your chin between his fingers, tilting your face up to meet his. He leans down …only to pause.
A quiet laugh escaping him.
“So short…” he murmurs, more to himself than to you.
Without another word, his arms slip around your waist and effortlessly lift you until you’re nearly eye level with him.You steady yourself against his chest, the tips of your toes barely grazing the tops of his boots.
Before you’ve even realized whats going on, his lips are on yours.
The kiss is deep, unhurried, as though he’s been holding himself back for quite a while already. His hold around you tightens, pulling you closer as your feet now dangle freely.
The sudden lift earns a surprised little squeal from you, muffled against his lips. He simply hums into the kiss, his arms holding you securely as yours naturally wrap around his neck.
When he finally lowers you back onto your feet, he takes his time, reluctant to let the kiss end.
As he pulls away, a quiet smile spreads across his face. His hand rises to brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his gaze lingering on you with an expression that almost looks disbelieving, as though he’s still trying to convince himself this isn’t just wishful thinking.
Icarus
Somehow, he knows before you even do it.
The second you lean in, aiming for his cheek, he turns his head at just the right moment, catching your lips with his instead.
“Mmh…” the soft sound slips from him into the kiss, more amused than surprised, and your eyes immediately go wide.
Heat rushes to your face. You try to pull away on instinct, but his arms are already around you, wrapping securely around your waist before you can retreat.
“Not so fast,” he murmurs with a grin you could clearly feel through the kiss.
He traces the line of your lips with his tongue before capturing your mouth again, pulling you closer as he feels your uncertainty creeping in. The kiss deepens slowly, unhurried, his every movement patient, as though refusing to let you rush through it. He holds you there, steady and close, making it clear without a single word that there’s no shortcut through this. This is happening. Now.
And only when you’re both melting into the kiss does he finally draw back a little. His forehead rests against yours while his arms remain firmly around your waist, letting go simply isn’t an option anymore.
“That was lethal,” he murmurs, a quiet laugh escaping under his breath.
And the satisfied look on his face afterwards says more than the words ever could.
Scorn
The moment you press that kiss to his cheek, he completely loses it. His head falls back with a loud, rumbling growl, a huge grin spreading across his face. Before you can even think about slipping away, his arm is already wrapped around your waist, holding you firmly in place.
After another exaggerated growl directed at the ceiling, he looks back at you with the biggest grin you’ve ever seen and pulls you in front of him. His fingers gently catch your chin.
“That was amazing. I want another one.”
You can’t help but smile, heat rushing to your face as you nod into his touch.
Satisfied, he turns his head to the side, presenting the same cheek again with absolutely no shame. You laugh softly before leaning in and kissing him again.
His grin only grows wider. Both of his hands settle comfortably on your hips.
“Now my turn,” he teases, already leaning closer.
His kiss is a little more mischievous. It lingers, never staying in one place, his lips slowly trail across your cheek while his hands settle behind your neck. His thumbs brush gently over your flushed skin as he tilts your face exactly how he wants it, completely unconcerned by the fact that your cheeks are burning up at this point.
As both of his hands frame your face, he subtly shifts your head until you’re positioned just right, his lips lingering a breath away before barely ghosting over yours.
“Been wanting to do this forever,” he whispers.
His grip softens then, leaving you all the space you need to pull away if you want to.
But you don’t. You stay exactly where you are, your forehead resting against his, both of your eyes slipping shut as your lips finally melt into your first real kiss.
Feral
The moment your lips brush against his cheek, the corners of his mouth lift into the smallest smile.
He doesn’t look at you. Instead, his hand quickly comes up to your face, gently pinching your cheek between his fingers as though he needs to make sure youre actually there, and you actually kissed him.
A faint blush creeps across his face. He keeps talking about whatever he had been saying a moment ago, stubbornly pretending nothing happened, but the words come out just a little less steady now. His eyes stay fixed on the ground, unable to meet yours for more than a second, the smile never leaving his face while he nervously talks and fidgets around you.
The cheek pinch turns into absent minded little touches. He gives your shoulder a light poke, brushes imaginary lint from your sleeve, starts fiddling with one of the buttons on your shirt, only to realize what he’s doing and awkwardly move his hand somewhere else.
Anything to keep touching you.
Slowly, almost without noticing, he shuffles closer until your shoulders are nearly brushing.
Only then does he finally work up the courage. He ducks his head and presses a quick kiss to your cheek. The second he does, he immediately reaches up to ruffle your hair with a crooked grin, letting out a soft, awkward laugh.
“Anyway…” he blurts, already changing the subject to the first completely unrelated thing that comes to mind, desperately trying to distract both of you from the fact that you both are basically exchanging cheek kisses now for no reason at all.
As if pretending it never happened will somehow stop him from smiling about it for the rest of the day.
Something I think people who don’t live with chronic illness don’t understand is that there is a big difference between resting to get better and resting to avoid getting worse.
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Moments like these added an incredible layer of depth to Maul's character. Seeing those flashes of vulnerability and his subconscious need for connection makes him so much more compelling rather than him being a one-note badass sith that just wants an apprentice to manipluate. I really wish the Shadowlord storyline had actually focused on Maul's character and explore and flesh out that humanized side of him.
I'm obsessed with Maul having sharp fangs because Zabraks are carnivorous and no jokes I think he would bite into someone's throat if the fight got far enough, I even believe he would straight up eat some mouthful of an especially hated enemy in an act of triumph and insult towards them. I absolutely can see him feasting on Sidius' heart, the guy deserves it.
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“You need to relax.” Y/n pointed out as she sat there listening to him stress out about a new man with powers hanging around.
“I can’t.” Peter stressed, shaking his head, lifting his hand and biting his nails.
“Yes, you can. Peter he hadn’t done anything yet. You don’t need to worry about this right now.” Y/n hated seeing her brother this stressed. If the guy hadn’t done anything yet then Peter didn’t need to worry to this level.
“But he could be planning something.” Peter stopped pacing, looking at Y/n with wide eyes. Why wasn’t she worried about this? She knew the kind of people he took down and watched as spiderman.
Y/n adjusted herself to sit up and scooted a little forward in her seat. “Even if he is, you won’t know till he does it. So please stop stressing yourself out.”
Peter sat down next to her in defeat. “I just don’t want anyone to get hurt.”
Y/n sympathized with him, knowing how much effort he puts in to keeping everyone and the city safe. “You know you can’t always help that. Besides, his history suggests he only takes out the bad guys.”
“His methods are-”
“Different than yours, but effective.” Y/n knew Peter hated the way Kraven the hunter handled his business but it worked for him. Her brother would never handle things the same way but that didn’t mean it didn’t work.
“I guess. Just please be cautious. We don’t know what he looks like.” Peter knew she had a point but he would never condone this Hunters methods and he couldn’t handle it if something happened to her.
Y/n reached over and grabbed his hand in hers. “I always am.”
Peter nodded, biting his lip before taking a deep breath. “I know, I know it’s just. . . I lost you once, I don't want to lose you again.”
Y/n pulled him into a hug, resting her chin on his shoulder. She would not let anything take her from Peter again. It wasn’t her choice before but it would be if someone tried to separate them again. “You won’t.”
Peter nodded trying to convince himself of her promise. He cleared his throat pulling out of the hug. “Are we still on for tomorrow night?”
Y/n knew he was changing the subject because it was hard for him, and she let him. “Of course. See you then, brother.”
Peter stood up and headed to the door to leave Y/n’s apartment. He smiled at her. “See you then, sis.”
Neither sibling noticed or even had an inkling to the eyes that had been watching them the whole time from the roof of the building across the way. Eyes of a hunter that was forming a plan in his head on how to get closer to a spider under the radar.
^ ^ ^
It had been a few days since Peter had warned Y/n of a new potential threat. But she wasn’t going to let that deter what she wanted to do. So Y/n went about her life as normal.
That was till she bumped into a stranger on the sidewalk. “I am so sorry.”
Y/n apologized once she was steady on her feet thanks to said man who grabbed her around the waist so she wouldn’t fall.
“Its alright. No harm done.” The man shook his head with a light unbothered smile on his lips.
Y/n looked up at him for the first tie and was taken back by how handsome this man truly was.
“Sorry.” She blushed, stepping back to give them both space.
Sergei tried to contain his amused smirk. “You said that already.”
“Sor-”
They both laughed at how she was about to say it again.
“Where are you headed? If you don’t mind me asking. I’m Sergei by the way.” Sergei asked, hoping to keep the conversation going.
“I’m Y/n, and I don’t. I’m not going anywhere impurticualr.” Y/n shrugged as they introduced themselves.
Sergei smiled at getting her name, he may have already known it but she didn’t know that. “Well if you have nothing to do may I suggest something?”
“Sure.” Y/n was intrigued so she answered pretty fast.
“Really?” Sergei couldn’t hide his honest surprise at how willing she was when they had just met.
“I’m curious.” She shrugged, smiling up at him. It wasn’t like she couldn’t protect herself if need be.
Sergei couldn’t deny the twinge of fascination he got at her behavior. “Would you like to take a walk with me? I haven’t been here in years, so could you show me around?”
“Sure. Why not.” Y/n didn’t have anything to do and he didn’t seem like a serial killer.
“Lead the way.” Sergei held his hand out, stepping aside so she could lead the way.
They fell in step with each other. “Well, what do you wanna see?” Y/n asked him curious to know what he might want to see around the city.
“Your favorite places.” He shrugged his shoulders as he put his hands in his jacket pockets. Sergei glanced at her shyly. “You seem like someone with good taste.”
Y/n smiled, looping their arms together. “Well that I am.”
^ ^ ^
2 Weeks Later
“So you have any family here?” Y/n asked as they sat down at a table outside a sandwich shop. Ever since they had met a couple weeks ago the two had met up to do something or go somewhere, and they were getting to know each other as well.
Sergei shook his head after taking a bite, he swallowed before answering her. “No, not here. Do you?”
Y/n nodded ‘yes’, taking a sip of her soda before speaking. “Yeah. My brother and Aunt. Along with some close friends.”
Sergei raised a brow framing curiosity as if he didn’t know that. “A brother? I have one of those.”
“Younger or older?” She asked, curious to know more.
“Younger. Yours?” He might already know but she didn’t know that.
“Older. By 16 months.” Y/n smiled, taking a bite of her own sandwich.
“Close.” Sergei's eyebrows raised in surprise.
“Yeah. We act like twins. For the most part.” She nodded fondly as she thought about how many times people asked if her and Peter were twins. But that also had a big gap in it from when they were kids and to recent years. And thinking about that gap of time and what happened in it made Y/n’s happy expression fall.
Sergei picked up on the change in her emotions and noticed how her eyes visibly dimmed, he reached across the table laying his head on top of hers to gain her attention. “You okay? Where’d your mind go?”
Y/n looked up at him blinking out of her thoughts. “No where.”
“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” It wasn’t his intention to have her mind go to a dark place and he truthfully felt bad that it had. He was just trying to know her, and if Sergei was honest with himself he didn’t know if it was just to find Spiderman's weakness anymore.
“You didn’t.” Y/n squeezed his hand as assurance he didn’t do anything wrong, sending him a tight lipped smile. “So how long are you in the city for?” She asked changing the subject.
Sergei sat back in his seat, he understood the subject change and went with it. He shrugged. “I don’t know yet.”
Y/n raised a brow at his nonchalant response. “No commitments?”
“None holding me down.” Sergei didn’t have to be anywhere at any specific time, and he enjoyed it that way.
“Must be nice, and lonely.” Y/n couldn’t imagine how lonely that could get but to be able to go anywhere anytime that sounded nice. Y/n just would want someone to go with her.
“It can be. But I’m enjoying your company.” Truth was Sergei didn’t like to dwell on how lonely his life was at times. But as much as it wasn’t in his plans he enjoyed hanging out with her more than he planned.
“Y/n?” Peter tilted his head in confusion as he caught sight of his sister when he was about to pass by. And he didn’t recognize who she was sitting with.
“Peter.” Y/n was shocked when she heard him call her name, they didn’t tend to run into each other when they were out and about.
“Who’s this?” Peter pointedly looked towards Sergei with caution and suspension.
“Oh right. Peter, this is Sergei, this is my brother Peter.” Y/n pointed between the two as she introduced them.
“Nice to meet you.” Peter nodded but he didn’t smile, his spidey senses were tingling he felt like something was off with this guy.
“You to.” Sergei nodded in his seat, he was trying not to let it show how on edge he was being this close to his recent hunt.
“So this is your new friend you mentioned.” Peter stated even though it sounded more like a question. He didn’t take his eyes off Sergei. Something just felt wrong.
“This is him.” Y/n nodded with a smile, she could feel some tension between the two but she hoped it was just normal brotherly protectiveness and Sergei’s usual stand off-ishness towards it seemed everyone but her.
“So you're the brother who's been talked highly of?” Sergei tried to lessen the tension by smiling and trying to break the ice.
“That must be me.” Peter gave a tight smile, he didn’t understand why this guy felt off so for now he’d play nice. Maybe his senses could be having an off day. Peter turned to Y/n. “Well I’ve got to go but are you still up for tonight?” It was their usual movie night but sometimes it was also a take down a bad guy night.
Y/n smiled, she couldn’t wait for their annual movie night. “Yeah, I’ll be there.” She hoped it’d be a normal night in with her brother.
With that Peter gave one last nod and bid the both of them farewell and left on his way.
“So I can’t talk you into dinner and movies tonight?” Sergei pouted teasingly once Peter left.
“Raincheck?” Y/n raised a brow hoping to be able to spend more time with him but not willing to cancel time with her brother.
“Of course.” Sergei understood sibling time, but he also knew that the look in both their eyes meant more than possibly just staying home.
After they finished Sergei and Y/n said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Sergei waited and watched till he noticed Y/n and Peter leave her apartment, and then he followed them. It wasn’t hard for him to keep up and he noticed at some point along the way the siblings had disappeared and reappeared wearing their ‘hero’ suits. Tonight Sergei didn’t plan on exposing himself, it was just about watching and surveying, studying the two.
While he was watching them from afar take down petty theft robbers and some wanna be gang members, Sergei noticed every once in a while how Y/n would glance around suspiciously. It was almost like she knew they were being watched. In fact Sergei was 100% sure he somehow did know someone, him, was watching them from the shadows. Sergei hated it when his mind decided to wonder thinking about her. He started having reservations about his spying and growing relationship and feelings when it came to Y/n. It didn’t feel right. He was starting to realize that all the feelings he was having for her weren’t fake to get to know her and get close to her brother. They were real, and the spying and keeping so much secret wasn’t feeling right anymore. So Sergei decided after Y/n and Peter headed home for the night, done with patrolling the city, that he was going to stop by Y/n’s place and come clean. He was going to come clean tonight hoping that she’ll let him explain and not hate him after.
Sergei got there before Y/n did, he assumed she was changing out of her outfit so no one would notice. He contemplated what exactly he would say to her.
When he heard the key enter the lock Sergei took a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was about to reveal.
Y/n entered her apartment and once she flipped the light switch on she was taken back.
“Sergei!” She gasped, placing her hand over her heart. Y/n looked at him confused. “How’d you-”
“We need to talk.” He stated rubbing his hands together nervously.
“Okay?” Y/n was now on edge. She had never told him where she lived.
Sergei noticed how her posture changed and tensed up, he sighed knowing the chances of their growing relationship ending were high. “I haven’t been completely honest with you. I want to change that. But I need you to let me explain.”
Y/n felt her heart squeeze in her chest as he said those words. “Why do I feel like this is going to cause a lot of pain?”
“I’m hoping it won’t.” he gestures to the couch, his heart clenching at the thought of causing her pain.
Y/n walked over to sit on her couch across from him as he sat in the arm chair to her left. “Go on.”
“Some pain might not be avoidable but I’m hoping you’ll give me a chance to fully explain everything to you.”
Y/n nodded. “I’m listening.”
“I know Peter’s spiderman. I know this because I’m Kraven.” Sergei decided to just rip the bandaid off and get it out of the way.
“The Hunter.” Y/n sat up straighter.
“Yes. . . I originally came here to New York seeking him out. His abilities make him the ultimate hunt.” He further explained nervous considering he just admitted he came here hunting her brother.
“You came to kill my brother.” Y/n narrowed her eyes at him.
“Originally yes. But that changed.” Sergei rushed out panicking on the inside.
“How so?” Y/n didn’t like the sound of him going after her brother.
“I met you.” He answered honestly.
Y/n raised a brow in question, staying guarded. “You met me?”
Sergei nodded, pleading with his eyes. “My plan was to get close to the people that are close to Spiderman. With some digging on my part I found out who he is under the mask.”
Y/n had to admit it wasn’t hard to put together if you looked hard enough, but this also meant they more than likely didn’t meet by accident. “It wasn’t a coincidence we ran into each other. Was it?”
“No.” He could see her putting it together but he still couldn’t get a read on how she was feeling. It was clear that she was keeping her emotions guard now that she knew. “I made that happen. I’ve been spying on you and others close to him for a while now. But since I’ve got to know you, it hasn’t felt right since. I didn’t plan on catching feelings for you. It wasn’t in my plans. But it happened and I don’t regret it.”
Y/n nodded real slowly as realization came over her. “The dates and getting to know each other, that was all to gain information. None of it was ever real was it? Was anything you ever told me even real?”
That was when her emotions broke through just enough that he could tell this was indeed hurting her. She felt used, but that wasn’t the case.
“It was all real. Everything I told you about me, my feelings for you, it was all real. Is real.” Sergei stressed scooting to sit on the edge of the chair. Everything between them was 100% real.
“How can I trust you? How can I trust anything you say to me?” Y/n wanted to, so badly did she want to. But this was a lot.
“Because I’m giving up my pursuit for your brother. It’d hurt you if I don’t and I don’t want to hurt you anymore than I know I already have.” He sent her a weak smile, he really didn’t want to hurt her anymore. The two just stared at each other in silence as Y/n digested all this information. “I want to earn back your trust. Please let me.”
Y/n contemplated his words for a moment. Wanting her trust. “If I’m to give you a chance- another chance. I want the full truth about you. No lies, no hiding anything.”
Sergei nodded, hopeful and willing to do anything to win back her trust. “I promise.”
Y/n looked at him before pleading with him. “Don’t make me regret this.”
Sergei leaned forward wrapping one hand around her neck pulling her to him for a kiss then leaning their foreheads against each other's.
“If we’re telling the whole truth and not hiding anything about each other, then I have a question.” Sergei mentioned pulling away but removing his hand from her neck down to hold her hand.
“Whats this question?” She furrowed her brow waiting for him to ask.
“What are you?” Silence follows the two for a moment before he continues. “You're not spider-like, like your brother.”
Y/n shook her head looking at the floor. “I’m not. Not in that way.”
Sergei could feel her tense up again, he started rubbing his thumb across the back of her hand. Y/n lifted her gaze to his. “No more secrets.”
Y/n took a deep breath before deciding that he did deserve to know. After all, he was honest about being Kraven. “When I said before that me and Peter act like twins for the most part. Well we do but we probably would be even more if we grew up together.”
Sergei furrowed his brow confused. “What do you mean?”
“When I was 8 our parents took us to a street fair, it’s no secret me and Peter are really smart. But for our age’s back then it was highly watched. Along with how athletic I was, I made a great candidate.” Y/n didn’t want to give him a short answer. He should know it all.
“Canidate for what?” Sergei didn’t like where this story sounded like it was headed.
“The RedRoom.” She stated. Y/n didn’t like to talk about it, but she trusted Sergei once she wanted to again and she was the one to say no more secrets.
Now that surprised him and it didn’t. Her fighting was professional, well trained. But the RedRoom? “You're a Widow.”
“Was. Am.” Y/n was being honest. She still used what they had taught her there everyday. It was engraved in her DNA, she’d always be a Widow.
Sergei understood that, it’d always be a part of her. “They just snatched you from the street fair?”
Y/n nodded. “When my parents were looking at a booth set up nearby.”
“How long were you there?” he couldn’t imagine losing a child like that.
“From the age of 8 to 16.” She answered, he was taking it well but he’s been through the ringer to. He could understand to an extent.
“8 Years.” He had heard stories of the RedRoom and he couldn’t help but tense thinking about all she might have gone through in her time there.
“And during that time. . . I thrived in the RedRoom and HYDRA took notice. So during that time they also trained me, and they experimented on me. Gave me my powers.” She didn’t know which she’d consider worse. HYDRA or the RedRoom. The only bonus was between being shared between the two organizations and escaping at age 16 she didn’t go through the dreaded ‘graduation’ process.
Sergei clenched his jaw, trying to control his anger. “Please tell me they're all dead.”
“Most are. Dead or in prison.” Y/n confirmed licking her lips.
Kraven decided right then and there he would find them all and kill them. Make sure they could never harm Y/n again. Even the ones in prison would face his wrath.
Sergei squeezed her hand in reassurance. “I’ll find them and finish it.”
Y/n opened her mouth to speak. “I know your methods-”
“Do you disagree?” He raised a brow and quirked his lips.
“No. Sometimes the bad guys need to die.” She couldn’t disagree, hell her and Peter fought about this often.
“I won’t let them live for what they put you through.” That was a promise he did not plan on breaking.
As odd as it sounded that brought back some of her trust in him, and it felt romantic. He didn’t want anyone getting off easy for what they did to her before he even knew her.
“You hungry?” Y/n asked after a moment of comfortable silence.
“Straving.” He said happily accepting her olive branch.
Y/n nodded, getting up to find some take out menus. “Let’s order some food and we can get to know each other for who they truly are.”
Sergei was taken by her offer so he bit his cheek to contain his smile. “It’s late. Are you inviting me to stay?”
Y/n suddenly felt shy glancing at him over her shoulder. “Do you want to? Stay?”
Of course he wanted to stay. Sergei was going to use all his time to work on mending things between them. “Absolutely.”
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something i’ve been thinking about based on some posts i saw earlier today:
wrecker is definitely the brother that makes his siblings hug after a fight. prime example right here-
think about it. he’s definitely the most emotionally mature out of the batch. he’s also the only one that really goes out of his way to hug anyone (for the most part) in pretty much the entire show. dude is definitely a hugger. and he thinks everyone else should be too lmao
whenever any of his brothers fight, he makes them hug after. he will keep telling them over and over until they give up and do it. if they’re being really stubborn (because crosshair absolutely would be) push them into it with his brute strength. when he forces them to hug, they can’t get out of it. most of the time it just ends up with them hugging wrecker because he’s smushing them together with his arms. “there there were hugging big guy can you let go of me now?” type shit.
the others would definitely not hug after fights unless wrecker made them. they won’t admit it but it does actually help
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