#CUZ I CAN KEEP GOING 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

[cherry-bomb-ships]

He's intelligent. He's articulate. He's strong. He's handsome. He's a loving father. He can cook. Do you need me to give you more reasons on why Mojo is the perfect partner 🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖

[mixolya]

HIIIIII 🫶🏻so I thought Yk how sae is bad at this whole PR thing and he’s just very straightforward and not many ppl like it cuz they think he’s rude😭. what if reader was his pr manger😍??? And she like gets pissed off quickly but also gets flustered and why quickly and sae is teasing or wtv

I was like i really wanna read sum like but since I follow lots of bllk writers I didn’t know who to send this 2 so then I thought “who writes sae the best?”then I thought def mixolya so here I am I’d really like it if u wrote this since ur work is really amazing 😭🫶🏻🫶🏻💖

ᓚᘏᗢ — sae itoshi: ice prince !

synopsis: sae itoshi has a pr problem. and you're paid to fix it. too bad he's also the reason you grind your teeth at night and blush like a schoolgirl on the job.

sae itoshi x manager!reader ⭑ fluff + likes & reblogs are appreciated <3

note: thank you sm IM SO HONORED NOW HFUIJKVFKJKV ily

the headline blinks back at you like a neon sign from hell:

SAE ITOSHI: Football's ice prince strikes again - says he 'doesn't care' about fans

you slap your tablet shut. you don't even knock before storming into the training facility, scanning the rows of white training kits until you spot him; the menace in cleats, jogging casually down the sideline like he hasn't just detonated another pr landmine.

"sae!" you call twice after he didn't look the first time.

his head tilts lazily toward you. of course he heard you the first time. he just wanted to make sure you say his name again. you march over, fuming.

"you told the press you don't care about your fans."

"because i don't," he replies coolly, barely breaking stride.

you scoff. "you also said the interviewer's breath smelled like 'expired vanilla milkshake.' what even is that?"

he finally stops, water bottle in hand. "accurate."

"unbelievable," you mutter, rubbing your temples.

"you hired me for honesty, didn't you?"

"you were assigned to me because no one else could handle your media tantrums!"

he takes a sip of water, entirely unfazed. "i don't throw tantrums."

"no, you throw careers off cliffs. mine included."

his eyes finally land on you, sharp eyes meeting your glare. "you're still here though."

"unfortunately."

he quirks a brow. "so why stay?"

you freeze. that smug expression makes your stomach twist. it's always like this with sae, a constant tug-of-war where you're supposed to be the handler and he the genius. and yet here you are, red-faced, pulse racing, hands clenching your clipboard like it's the only thing keeping you grounded.

"why can't you just do as i say for once?" you mutter, spinning on your heel.

"cute."

you whirl back. "what?"

he shrugs. "you get all flustered. it's cute."

"you can't just say things like that to your pr manager!" you hiss.

sae's smile is barely there, but it is there. a rare sight, like a solar eclipse, beautiful yet terrifying, and liable to burn you if you look to long.

"maybe i can," he says softly, like it's a challenge.

⭑

you threaten to quit that night. you don't, of course. because the next morning, you wake up to a trending video of sae at practice gently helping a kid tie their cleats. the caption reads: "Maybe he's not so icy after all?"

you stare at your screen, stunned. was it intentional? and then a text pings from him.

sae: better? + attached photo of him with his bangs down

you stare. you're going to scream.

⭑

(two weeks later)

you're standing backstage at a sponsorship event, briefing him one last time before he goes live.

"no sarcasm," you say, ticking things off on your clipboard. "smile. thank the brand. don't call the ceo's shoes ugly."

"they are though."

"don't care."

he sighs. you glance up, only to realize he's already looking at you. not the room or the stage, you.

and his hair? bangs down.

you blink.

"you did it again," you said.

"what?"

"you put your bangs down."

he smirks. "why wouldn't i?"

"because you hate them."

"i don't hate them. i just didn't care."

"until now?"

he shrugs. "you like them."

you stare at him, chest tightening. and then he leans in just enough for only you to hear.

"by the way," he murmurs, voice low, "if i score in the next game.. i'll point to the camera, is that okay?."

your brows furrow. "do what you want."

"okay, i'll say it's for the 'cutest manager in the league.'"

you don't can't respond. you're frozen in place, clipboard limp at your side, face on fire. and he just walks away, grinning.

imagine he doesn't score

© mixolya 2025. do not copy, remake or edit any of my works.

[aventurineswife]

Ratio, Dan heng, Jiaoqiu, Aventurine and Anaxa with a reader who got sick and now can't do anything strenuous cuz they can't take deep breaths and whenever they hug them, they can feel their chest wheezing when they inhale and they can also hear their strained breathing trying to breathe normally (yes I'm suffering inside...)

I wanna see them soothing their s/o with chest + back rubs (cuddles galoreee), feeding them any homemade recipes to soothe them and medicine too. Maybe scolding s/o whenever they forget to take medicine at the right time and reassuring them whenever it gets bad (coughing), promising them that it's gonna be ok and get better eventually🩵

🍮

A Promise of Healing

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Dan Heng x Reader, Jiaoqiu x Reader, Ratio x Reader, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff & Angst, Cuddles Galore, Protective Partner, Soft Domestic Moments, Sick Reader, Back Rubs & Chest Rubs, Homemade Remedies, Reassurance, Scolding for Self-Care Neglect, Gentle Caregiving, Emotional Support.

Warnings: Depictions of illness and strained breathing (reader-specific), Slight angst (due to the reader’s condition and their frustrations), Possible emotional distress from the reader feeling vulnerable or helpless, Mild scolding (out of love), Comfort-heavy scenes with physical touch, Contains soft romantic moments.

A/N: I hope you get well by the time this fic comes out 🫂🫶💖

Ratio’s intense eyes studied you as you struggled to take even, steady breaths. He crouched beside you, his wavy hair falling into his face. "How many times," he began with an edge of exasperation, "must I remind you to follow your regimen? You’re brilliant, but even brilliance can’t excuse negligence."

You opened your mouth to respond, but a fit of wheezing overtook you, your body trembling as you tried to steady yourself. Immediately, his tone softened, and he guided you gently to sit on the couch, his hands supporting you as he positioned you against his chest. "Lean on me," he said quietly.

He rubbed circles on your back, his touch calculated and firm, his other hand trailing over your chest in soothing, rhythmic motions. “Your lungs are working too hard. You need to focus on shorter breaths—don't force it.” His voice was soothing now, like an anchor keeping you grounded.

As your breathing steadied, Ratio reached for the bowl of soup he had prepared earlier, infused with an assortment of herbs known for their restorative properties. “I’ve designed this specifically to soothe your respiratory tract. It may not be as groundbreaking as my usual work, but its efficacy is indisputable,” he said, holding the spoon up to your lips.

When you hesitated, embarrassed by your dependence, he raised a brow. “Don’t be ridiculous. You’d lecture me if I neglected my health. Now open your mouth.” You complied, savoring the warmth of the soup.

Later that evening, when you forgot to take your prescribed medicine, Ratio’s sharp voice rang through the quiet of your shared home. "Do I have to personally supervise you every hour?" he scolded, pulling you gently into his arms. Yet, his lips brushed your temple. "You’re going to recover, love. I won’t allow anything else. I’ll see to it myself."

You drifted to sleep against him, soothed by the rhythm of his hand on your back and the quiet strength of his presence.

Jiaoqiu’s hands, soft yet steady, traced soothing lines down your back as you struggled to catch your breath. His sharp ears twitched at the sound of your wheezing, and though his eyes remained closed, his expression was full of concern. “I told you not to push yourself,” he said softly, his voice laced with gentle reproach.

You tried to apologize, but the effort to speak only triggered a coughing fit. Jiaoqiu immediately shifted closer, his tail curling around the both of you protectively. “Shh, don’t speak. Just focus on breathing slowly. I’m here,” he murmured, his tone like a balm.

He adjusted your position so you were reclining against his chest, one hand continuing its comforting motion across your back while the other cradled your side. "I know it’s frustrating," he said quietly, "but healing takes time. You can’t rush it. Trust me—I’ve been through worse, and I’m still here, aren’t I?"

Once you’d calmed, he reached for a steaming bowl of congee he had prepared earlier. “Here. It’s my own recipe. The herbs I added should help you feel less strained.” Carefully, he guided the spoon to your lips, his patience infinite.

When you forgot to take your medicine later, Jiaoqiu sighed deeply, his fox ears drooping. “You can’t keep doing this to yourself, love. I may not be able to see, but I can hear your struggles. Every wheeze, every cough—it pains me more than you realize.” He found your hand and pressed it to his chest, his voice trembling just slightly. “You’re going to get through this. You have to. Not just for yourself, but for me.”

He held you close that night, whispering soft reassurances until you fell asleep, his hands never ceasing their gentle rubs across your back.

Dan Heng’s sharp eyes darted toward you as you clutched your chest, struggling to breathe. In an instant, he was by your side, his usually stoic demeanor softening with concern. "You’re pushing yourself again," he said quietly, though there was no mistaking the worry in his voice.

He helped you settle on the bed, his arms guiding you with care. “Lie back,” he instructed, placing one hand on your chest to feel your strained breathing and the other on your back, rubbing slow, steady circles. “You need to relax. I know it’s hard, but panicking will only make it worse.”

His voice was calm, grounding you as he leaned closer, his presence reassuring. When your breathing steadied, he retrieved a small bowl of tea infused with medicinal herbs he’d prepared earlier. “Drink this. It will help soothe your lungs.”

You hesitated, and Dan Heng’s brows furrowed. “You need to stop being so stubborn. I’m not going to let you suffer when there’s something I can do to help.” His tone was firm but gentle, and you couldn’t help but comply.

Later, when he caught you skipping a dose of your medicine, he fixed you with a rare frown. “You’re not invincible, no matter how much you want to believe you are,” he said, his voice tinged with frustration. But when he saw the guilt in your eyes, he sighed, his expression softening.

He pulled you into his arms, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I know it’s hard. But you’re going to get better. I’ll make sure of it. You just need to trust me—and yourself.”

That night, he held you close, his hands never leaving your back, the steady rhythm of his breathing lulling you into a peaceful sleep.

Aventurine’s eyes glinted with a mix of concern and frustration as he caught you clutching your chest, your breathing labored. “Now, now,” he said, his voice smooth but tinged with worry. “What did I tell you about overexerting yourself?”

He guided you to the couch, his hands surprisingly gentle as he adjusted your position to lean against him. “There, take slow breaths. I’ve got you.” His fingers worked expertly over your back and chest, the soothing motions designed to ease your discomfort. “You’ve got to stop scaring me like this, darling. It’s bad for my heart.”

When your breathing settled, Aventurine reached for the broth he’d prepared, its aroma rich and comforting. “Now, this is a special recipe,” he said with a teasing smile. “Made with love and a dash of sheer brilliance. Eat up, or I’ll be offended.”

Later, when you forgot to take your medicine, Aventurine’s usual charm gave way to exasperation. “Do you enjoy making me worry? Because you’re doing an excellent job of it,” he said, crossing his arms. But his frustration melted as he cupped your face, his voice softening. “Listen to me. I’ve gambled with a lot of things in my life, but I’m not willing to gamble with your health. Promise me you’ll be more careful.”

He pulled you into his lap, his hands resuming their comforting motions across your back. “You’re going to get through this, love. I’ll make sure of it. After all, I’ve never lost a bet when it comes to you.”

That night, he held you close, his warmth and quiet reassurances banishing your fears as you drifted off to sleep in his arms.

[choccy-milky]

LMAOO thank you for your efforts and also for putting this cursed image in my head....between being a beater AND making the trek up to the ravenclaw tower constantly/every morning to pick up clora, seb never skips a workout💪

@myfangirlinessononeblog BAHAHA DONT WORRY ABOUT IT GIRL!! ill admit tho when i got the preview for your ask which just showed me "id like to apologize for my previous ask" i was like oh god...what did she send me that warrants an apology???😰 but this was so funny to me LOOL esp bc i thought everyone already knew that "spoiler" of sebs "death" by now, so its always fun to see when someone hasnt been on my blog for long/reads my fic first and then gets to it HAHA. also i love the manic energy of not being able to wait between chaps and NEEDING to vent to me LOOL relatable... weve all been there girly🤝🤝 (and im glad u liked seb beating himself up over being dead for TOO long BAHAH that really is so him...😭bro needs to relax) BUT THANK YOU ALSO!! IM GLAD YOU'RE ENJOYING IT!!💖💖💖

@nerdycollectionstrawdewfan i want to do this so bad!! i just still havent got around to getting to that quest yet bc ive still barely started my second HL playthru bahha, and i want to experience the quest myself rather than watch it on youtube, BUT TRUST ME ITS DEFS SOMETHING IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT/WANTING TO DO!! and THANK YOUU💖💖

@jax-the-kneecapper BAHAH AWW TYY RIGHT BACK AT YOU🫂💖💖😭 and i mean if its to keep someone alive i guess i have no choice but to continue🫡👩‍⚕️👩‍⚕️thank u for the excuse🥰

BAHA I DO!! idk if you saw my last ask but i have a pregnancy oneshot in the works!! but unlike what i say there, it probs wont be finished by this month at the rate im going😭 BUT IT IS COMING!! and after that i have a really reallllyyy short oneshot (probs like 5k words. short for ME, that is) thats kinda dark/about yandere seb. but also dont worry about pressuring me cuz IM GLAD YOU WANT MORE OF THEM, IT JUST MOTIVATES ME!! SO THANK YOU💖💖💖🥹

and speaking of motivation!! THANK YOUU im glad you liked it and that you not only got attached to my ver of seb but even to clora as well!!😭ill defs keep writing for them as long as the ideas are still there, thank YOU for reading and for the lovely message!!💖💖💖

decided to end this off with the most UNHINGED ask i have EVER RECIEVED LMAOOOOOO GIRLLLLLLLL???? ok a lot to unpack here first of all im OBSESSEDDDD with the fact that after seeing that sight, ONE OF THE FIRST THINGS YOU THOUGHT OF WAS SEB AND CLORA??? LMFAOO AND SEBS REACTION TO IT😭😭😭IM FUCKING CRYINN GGGG LIKE SERIOUSLY....and second clora will ALWAYS be sebs fav cave no matter what (how dare you make me read that with my own eyes) and also THE VAGINA IS A MUSCLE!! IT CAN LOOSEN AND BECOME TIGHT AGAIN!! ✨THE MORE YOU KNOW!! ✨ but also no seb will NOT be traumatized bc he will NOT be seeing that LMAO😇 in the pregnancy oneshot im writing he doesnt look down there😇 he already almost passes out from seeing clora in pain, so i think looking down there and seeing whats happening would actually knock him out/put him in a coma LMFAOOO (also congrats to your sister🥰🥰i hope her cave isnt too wrecked🥰(ok im sorry 💀💀but also YOU started this🫵)

[hannie-berrie]

please make sieun/jihoon either one nsfw alphabet!! 😭🫶🙏

also I absolutely adore the way u write so meticulously! your writing is so urughh so good im about to explode!! I love the way u characterize them so well it’s like wow, you’re fanfics are top tierrr🫶🫶 (hehe sorry I just lwk read through all ur fanfics and im still like dazed in fascination tiskjwkdjt)

OMG ANON DON’T MAKE ME SOB 😭💖💖💖 you’re the sweetest!

Here’s for you!

A-aftercare

Sieun is big on aftercare, he becomes a big baby and needs the both of you to hug close. He’ll say you’re the one begging him for it, but you both know his arms wrap around you first, and he pulls your face to his chest.

B- bruises

Sieun doesn’t want to bruise you at all. Handprints is as far as he’ll go. He finds no fun in bruising you but wouldn’t mind if you leave nearly bloody scratches on his back. He’d watch his reflection on the bathroom mirror with a smile on his face, analyzing the scratches your left all against his shoulders and back like they were his award or souvenir of you.

C-cum

In you is his favourite, he loves to fill you up the most he can, and he’ll push his load the furthest he can into you. He also loves to wet sound. Hence why he also loves when you give him a blow job and he can finish in your mouth.

D- dirty secret

Sieun likes to act tuff and all that but he swears he melts when your face curve into the most fucked out expression. He thinks you’re just so pretty, and that gets his going so much. His jaw tightens and his focus sharpens.

Truly, he loves to please you better than the act itself. The stimulation and physical aspects are nice, but it’s your moans and squirms that gives him so much energy.

E- experience

Sieun isn’t much experienced. You’re probably his first girlfriend, besides the little crush he had back in kindergarten.

He’s a little clumsy at first, like anyone would be. But he’s a big analyser, so it doesn’t take long for him to catch up and learn how to best fuck you.

His messy tongue becomes sharp and precise, eyes looking up to stare in yours. His grip on your hips isn’t as soft as before, he doesn’t fear breaking you anymore.

F- favourites body part/position/pet name

Sieun’s favourite body part of yours is your tummy. He loves to see the bulge of his cock deep in you. He loves to kiss your tummy, it’s so soft and warm.

He also LOVES your neck, that’s where he’ll make out the most, you always smell great, and the skin of it is irresistible to him.

His favourite position is probably the classic, missionary. Where he can make eye contact with you throughout the whole thing. He likes to feel soul to soul connected. And so your eyes is where he likes to be most of the time. He can also reach deep from that position, (and the bulge is more visible hihi).

He wouldn’t say no to you riding him though, he completely loses it under you, but grips you to make you and himself belive he’s still the one in charge (you could ruin him easy).

His favourite pet name for you is baby. It’s short and sweet, and he doesn’t feel embarrassed to say it out loud. He’s not a fan of corny nicknames, so baby just suits you so perfect, cuz you’re his baby <3

G- gentle

Sieun can do both. He generally likes to be more gentle but if you ask him to be rougher, he’ll give just that to you.

He likes to make love to you, worship your body and give you the most romantic private but intense orgasm. He isn’t really the time to fuck you when angry, he couldn’t handle the guilt afterwards, even if he enjoyed it.

H- hair groomed, all over?

Sieun is probably trimmed, sometimes he can forget for one or 2 extra days but usually he keeps it short, it’s not completely naked and clear, he’s got just a little. And doesn’t mind with whatever you do with your hair.

You could have a lot, a little, or nothing, he’ll make out in between your legs regardless.

I- intimacy

This man is the definition of intimacy. He won’t let anyone see you. He’d rather die than let another man see his partner vulnerable. Intimacy is like the biggest price for him. It’s not something you share with others, and so he would never talk about it with his friends either. It’s strictly only in between the 2 of you.

He’ll make you feel it aswell, when you’re with him, whether you’re sleeping together or not, it feels like it’s only you both in this world.

J- jealousy

He can get jealous, and very bitter. But since he feels too guilty to tell you about it, he’ll usually fuck his own fist in his bedroom and let the emotions wash over him when he’s alone.

And if you catch him in the act, and offer some help, he’d break under you. Crying silently as you help him release, feeling like he doesn’t deserve you.

He wants to be the best he can for you, and often feels like you could get so much better, that’s part of why he feels jealous when you’re just a little too nice to another man.

K- kink

he likes the size difference. He’s on the larger side, his shoulders are broad and the shadow of them in you he loves. Once against, the bulge! He loves to see it.

He’s also a little bit of a sadist? He wouldn’t hurt you, but if you cry or overstimulation or whine a little, his heart will pump extra.

L- location

Home, inside, he’ll close the curtains, leave a bedside lamp on and close the door almost shut, even if there’s only you two in the house. He wants to make sure the focus is only on you two.

M- masturbation

Maybe twice a week, you don’t live together just yet, and even if you did, sometimes he just likes playing with himself. It’s usually right before he goes to bed, when his day tasks are completed, when his studying sessions are done. He’ll bury himself in his bedsheets and think of nothing.

It’s that rare moment where he’ll focus on the friction around his tip. At first he tries not to think of you or anything, he doesn’t like sexualizing you even in his own mind. But when he reached his climax, from his lips escapes your name. He can’t help it.

N- never something he wouldn’t ever do

Voyeurism, even if he’s the one watching, he hates not participating, not being the one to make you feel good. He so deeply craves being wrapped with you. And letting you touch yourself in front of him just feels like hell. Like he’s of no use.

O- oral

Would die for it, he’d do it just to please you. He loves his face buried there and would eat you like his last meal. Eyes looking up to you with that one stare, those eyes full of meaning . And when you give him head he feels very grateful for it.

P- pace

He’s slow and soft, slide it in and out of you really slow until you are well stretched, his pace quickens when your moans become more rhythmic. And he’ll fall off his rhythm a little when he’s close.

Q- quickie

Unless one of you is desperately needy, he’s rather take his time with you. But it did happen a few times that before leaving home, you had a quick fuck, because he so desperately needed to be buried in you, feeling like he was gonna lose it otherwise.

R- risk

Sieun is not a risky person, the idea of losing you is worse than anything. He can put himself at risk but never you.

If his parents came home suddenly, he would much rather cover you with the small blanket than himself. And if there was any situation where it would be either you or him getting hurt, he’d take it all upon himself.

S- stamina

He’s not a sporty person, you’d expect for him to get tired easily, but when you moan or visibly feel so good, it’s like a second battery comes on. He can go for much longer, though he’s dripping in sweat, breathing heavy, he’ll go at it until you’re well finished.

T- toys

He’s open to it. Anything that makes you feel the best really. You could have your little hidden box with a few vibrators in it, blindfolds and also toys for him. Soft materials you can wrap his length around.

U- unfair how much he likes to tease

LOVES to tease, anything to get a reaction out of you. Sometimes he’ll leave soft touches and teasing words on you all day just to.. well go to bed when you come home.

He love to play with you, to drive you crazy. He loves when you’re needy for him, so he can treat you afterwards.

Sometimes he’ll stop right before your orgasm, just to start over and build up another one.

V- volume

Sieun is more of a heavy breather, he doesn’t moan a lot, not that he doesn’t want to, it simply doesn’t come out naturally.

The moments he’d be the loudests is when you keep going after he’a already released. His body would squirm and he’d beg for you to stop. That’s when he’s whine, whimper, moan, cry out, he gets very vulnerable and embarrassed, you do it on purpose.

W- wildcard

Sieun’s deep in you, fucking you on the mattress with slow but suddenly harsh thrusts. When he notices your back arching a little, his finger slid under your skirt to play with your bud, giving you extra stimulation.

“Sieun oh my oh- oh gosh-“

Without a word he’ll kiss on your neck, allowing you to release around him. A wave of heat washed over you when your back wouldn’t touch the mattress anymore.

And when you find your senses again, he’s sti thrusting deep in you, now searching for his own high.

“You feel so good around me- oh fuck, baby”

X- X-ray

Sieun has broad shoulders, he’s got a healthy body, though his only source of exercice is fighting bullies…

He’s short but well proportioned, his biceps are probably what’s most toned, and you love it.

He’s probably average, a little girthy and large, his tip blushes when he gets hard, going from some kind of pink flesh colour to reddish.

Y- yearning

He’d take you everyday if he could. For now it’s maybe once a week, when your parents or his aren’t home. But there are moments where you need him more than anything and you’ll stick with talking to him on the phone as you touch yourself, trying to not raise suspicions from him. (He knows and that’s why you’ll sometimes hear his heavy breath too, and a little lag in his voice.)

His way of asking for sex is with the eyes he gives you, that lingering look, eyes speaking for him. Ya know. Touches a little too long to just be casual.

Z- Zzz

He’s more of an evening sex person. After a good shower, a great way to unwind your day. Often times it’s in the middle of the afternoon tho, when his parents are gone to the grocery store, or whatever.

My Weak Hero Class MASTERLIST if you wanna read more 🫶💗

[zenyyyluvyuu]

Can I have one order of platonic yandere batfam with a normal reader and for the side I would like the Batman to be a little bit in awe because it's been so long since Bruce has had a normal child around and for the drink can I have everyone in the Batfam low-key freaking out finding out Bruce has another child and that's all thank you 💖

Thank you for the request anon 🔅

AND I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLIED 😔🙏😭 IM SO BUSY AND MY HEAD IS NOT HELPING 😭😭 😞😞

Also imma use gn reader so yall can enjoy

Tw/cw: curse words, idk, poor English and grammar

(Platonic yandere Batfamily with normal reader)----------------------------

You hop out of the car followed by your mother. Your step father stays in the car. You grip your baggage tightly.

At first you thought you were just a normal kid. You didn't know who's your real father is. But your mother says that your father has got into an accident and lends him into the funeral.

you were so tiny and naive, you didn't believe her, saying that your father is out there. But your mom really really tells you that your father is dead.

Eventually you believe her, and now.

You didn't believe it, you were standing in front of the huge manor. With your mom and your baggage.

Before that she just suddenly announced that your father is bruce wayne. FUCKING BRUCE WAYNE? THE BILLIONAIRE??

You ask your mother "why didn't you tell me sooner? I thought my dad was really dead!"

"oh my dear you were not ready before, all i have to do is to lie to you."

Okay you were mad. Cuz your mother has lied to you the whole time. Telling how your 'father was really dead'

And here you are at the wayne manor, with some old butler andddd your 'dad' in which you already know him.

The old butler, alfred pennyworth. And your dad? Oh you already know your dad's name, bruce wayne.

Your mother tells the old butler name to you before arriving at the place. Your grip at the baggage handle was tightened.

"it's been awhile.. bruce.. alfred." your mother speaks. Her eyes locking on bruce, both of their eyes hardened.

"(Ur mom's name) I see you still the same since the last i see you" bruce speaks.

The butler just nodded.

Your mother chuckle. "Oh I'm flattered"

Bruce eyes land into you, you put on all the smiles "so this must be?"

"yeah, As we were talking about before, this is (name) your child" she grabbed your shoulder.

"(name) right?"

"yeah.. that's me.."

He nodded, "no need to be nervous my dear." He smiles at you.

You nod. Giving him a little smile.

"so that my job here has done, I'll be going" but your mom pauses, she leans at your ear "have fun sweetheart" and then muah, she turns her heels and drives away.

Leaving you with your dad and the butler.

A hand rests on your shoulder, you turn your head to the person touching it. It was your dad, he gave you a reassuring smile.

"let's get in shall we?" You nodded return your own smile to him. Maybe he wasn't so bad though? you always wanted a dad.

Alfred opens the door for you both, you let your dad lend inside the house. The house was already big from the inside and luxurious.

You were in awe, and bruce, he was in awe too because you.

You look innocent. You don't have a trauma like his other kids have. No harsh training, no cautious feelings, no scar all over your body.

It's like you were just normal. You're really having a normal life like how kids should have. Well it pisses him off to know that he doesn't know that you were exit before.

And how he hates your mother for that. For keeping his child away from him. Much like talia does with damian and him.

His grip on your shoulder was tightened a little bit. He cleared his throat, catching your attention.

You gaze at him. He observes your face for a minute . Your face was really the same as him, but you got your mother's eyes.

"do you mind having a tour in this place? Don't worry Alfred can take care of your things" he gives you a smile.

"ah! Yeah! Yeah dad, I don't mind, so i don't have to be lost in my new home" you joked a bit, he let out a chuckle. Bruce heart It felt warm when you called him dad.

And then he began to walk with you as he started to be your tour guide. Telling you all the places. The movie room. Dining room. Kitchen. Etc.

The manor was really huge.

As he finishes to give you a manor tour he begins to guide you to your room now. Your room was simple but rich. Your things were placed by alfred.

"alright (name), i hope you are comfortable living here, and don't forget to get to know your siblings later, they are busy right now but you will meet them at dinner, see you" he gives you a quick hug before you close the door.

siblings huh, you wonder what they would be like when you met them later, you plop on the bed, feeling the soft mattress on your body. Your body relaxed.

You take out your phone to kill your boredom. Maybe you decorate your room later. It will be more cozy.

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Bruce step echoed in the hallway. His mind is full with you. He will consider to dig information into your personal live.

His step stopped when a voice called him.

"father."

He turn to the voice. It was damian, he already has his hand crossed. His face looked serious. Bruce know that damian saw you. he didn't approach you first instead he go to bruce. Demanding an explanation.

"damian.."

Bruce let out a sigh. Damian raise an eyebrow.

"I Know you're confuse but let me get this straight" he pause as he come closer to damian. He lay his hand on damian shoulder.

"they are your new siblings."

"you adopting another-"

"their not adopted damian. They're your siblings."

"what?"

"blood siblings"

Damian pause a little. Blood siblings? Does bruce does something stupid again?

"blood siblings?" He repeat the words in his tongue.

"yes. Blood siblings. but they're different. You'll meet them at dinner"

Damian squinted his eyes. Oh he has to wait for dinner now? He's curious now.

Bruce sigh. "I Know it might be hard for you to understand. But you will, damian"

Bruce put his hand on the boy's shoulder. Patting it a bit "i got work to do, I'll be at the office when you need anything, Damian"

Bruce then let go of the boy shoulder. And walk away through his office. Damian stares at bruce back until he disappears.

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Dinner finally comes. You jolt awake from the knock on your door. You fell asleep.

"mr/miss/mx (name) it's time for dinner" alfred speak behind the door.

"yes alfred! In a minute" you replied as you sat up on your bed. You kinda feel nervous , meeting all your siblings. And you really feel an anxiety building up in your guts.

You exhale, you stand up, open the door and walk downstairs. You can hear a chatter as you begin to walk closer to the Dining room.

As you finally arrived, all the siblings were in their seat. Waiting for you. You slowly smile.

All of them look at you as you arrive, also giving a smile. Except for damian who always wears those scowls.

Bruce wave for you "(name)! Glad you joined us for dinner" you come closer to the long table, sitting beside bruce who is on the head table.

On your right, is a charming man with a soft smile. He Say "hi!" as you meet his eye.

"hi.." you replied.

"I'm dick Grayson, Bruce's first child, you must be (name) that Bruce talked about, it's nice to meet you" he said to you as he patted your shoulder

You nodded "yeah that's me"

"let me introduce the other one for you!"

"That's Jason" dick pointed at him. he gives you an eyebrow raise. you kinda surprised of his scarred face especially with the j mark on his left cheek, but you don't wanna to offend him, so you give him a nod and a smile.

"That's tim." Dick pointed at him. He wave, you wave back.

"that's Stephanie" dick point at Stephanie smiles eagerly and waves at you "hiii (name)!!" You wave back and smile.

"Cassandra" he points at her, cass just give you a quiet smile.

"duke" he pointed at duke, duke wave at you, and did the same

"and lastly damian the youngest" he pointed at Damian whose scowl never changed, but it did when you give him a gentle smile.

The dinner goes normal, the siblings talk to you about your, what you like and all.

Basically they are all funny and cool.

Dinner ends with a full belly. Alfred cooking is the best. All of you are saying goodnight to their room some of them want to go outside cus their friends called. Bruce's gonna go to his work office.

And you also feel kinda sleepy, the food was so good it makes you sleepy.

You come back to your bed and plop on the soft mattress. You look at the ceiling, maybe it's not so bad living like this.

You soon Asleep, a soft snore coming out of your mouth as you sleep peacefully.

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Meanwhile the batfam.

In the cave. "Okay b. Did you seriously fuck another woman and you didn't even know you wear A FREAKING CONDOM!?" Dick yelled at bruce as he began to sit on his bat computer

"language."

"well you freaking us out right now" jason chimed in.

"tt. You are irresponsible" damian cross his arm

"right, maybe we should ban him from drinking with a woman again, because if we shouldn't, he'll be having another relationship and boom! another child."

"okay, but (name) is lowkey fun to hangout with tho" duke speaks as he puts on his yellow armor.

"yeah! I mean like, they look like they don't have any trauma orr living in an assassin organization" Stephanie speak.

"tsk" damian scowled.

"no offense tho.."

Bruce sighs, as his children begin to talk and talk out loud of how he shouldn't be drinking rn.

"(name) is different. and I'm glad for them to be like that" he speaks as the siblings begin to freeze.

"bruce right, (name) is fun to talk to." cass chimed in, her silent presence is usual.

"well then should we never tell them that we are vigilante?"

"not yet."

"or maybe no.'

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GAWD YESS FINALLY I FINISH THISS, I'M SO SORRY ANON FOR WRITING THIS LATE 😭😭😭

I hope you like it and I'm really really sorry for the late reply. And also the sudden hiatus.

I hope you all like this cringe fic 🔅Don't forget to reblog like or even comment 🔅🔅

[hazelfoureyes]

before i never really interacted with blogs(cuz anxiety and very toxic friends had my tumblr, who ive gotten rid of now) but now i literally interact with every post bc of you, you are god and i will worship you, your smut is poetic af and has my legs SHAKING(.literally.)

i am ON MY KNEES❗

also, alastor and his rivals(vox or lucifer) x reader smut? like i know alastor would be petty asf and have them watch as he fucks the living out of their beloved, im curious, do you have any ideas regarding that?(cuz your ideas are delicious and im hungry for that)

You’ve left me speechless which is quite the accomplishment, Darling. I am just a little goblin! Or like the tooth fairy, but instead of teeth I take praise and instead of money I leave filthy smut 🥺 I am so glad you removed the toxic friends and are interacting more. 💖 you deserve better and your interactions are a joy. Thank you for brightening my day! I am so far away and yet you’ve got me blushing like a fool.

oooh yes okay so! Here’s some ideas 👀

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Energy for me is Lucifer: Here to please. Alastor: Here to win. I imagine Luci brings you to the hotel for Charlie’s Birthday party, already having a precious casual fling once or twice before. All the guests are there, everyone is dancing and drinking and having a good time. Alastor notices how you call him Luci, how Lucifer cant keep his cool when you lean closer to him when you speak. Naturally, Alastor sees an opportunity to fuck with Lucifer so he asks for a dance. He is uncharacteristically sweet and loving, willing to do anything to get under the king of hell’s skin. He changes the music to something slow, holding you close he whispers in your ear during your dance, “How can any man maintain composure around you? I feel my manners slipping through my fingers every time you look my way.” When you leave the party to cool down, Alastor follows, finding you in an empty room trying to decompress. “Would you hate me if I kissed you? Be forewarned, once I start, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop…”

Lucifer walks in to see you absolutely melting under Alastor, lipstick smeared and face flushed. But Luci adores you, your pleasure is his pleasure and he’s compelled to stay and watch, even as Alastor makes you moan and scream his name. “Who do you belong to, sweetheart?” “Whose cock are you made for?” You’re reduced to incoherent babbling by the time Alastor is finished toying with Lucifer. Lucifer can’t take it anymore and finds himself crawling onto the bed to swallow your moans and shower you in praise.

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I can see Vox bringing his beloved personal assistant to an overlord meeting for note taking, and Alastor notices your glances to him. Vox adores you, and is always on his best behavior around you to impress you. Alastor waits for you outside of Vee Tower that night for a “chance run in”. “What luck! Allow me to buy you a drink, as a welcome to hell.” Charms you as any good southern boy could, and suggests you both go back to your office for privacy. Knowing full well Vox has cameras all over the office, Alastor fucks Vox’s assistant on his desk while maintaining eye contact with the massive collection of screens there. Vox catches sight of this while skimming through the feeds but can’t break away from the video. Alastor keeps your back to the displays while bouncing you on his cock, smirking at Vox the entire time as he leans back on his desk chair. Vox is seething and finally rushes to his office to find Alastor gone and you lying on your back, still out of breath and cum dripping onto the desk.

Vox keeps you, but gets rid of the desk. He can’t let Alastor have the satisfaction of making him lose his prized employee. For weeks after, while zoning out in board meetings, his screen flashes images of Alastor smirking from over your shoulder as you ride him. He’s entirely unaware that it’s happening and everyone is too scared to tell him.

[11queensupreme11]

OKAY I GOT MORE STUFF ABOUT THE KIDS!!!

these are ENTIRELY about beelcy babies btw! some are just domains and some are personality and/or domains!

luke's domains (i had A LOT of fun with these lmao): god of betrayal, thievery, chaos, hatred, broken oaths, and destruction.

do these domains.... remind you of a certain someone????? 😜

nephazor's domains: god of corruption, moral decay, sins and vices, sacrilege, and deception

DO NOT TRUST THIS BITCH. HE IS A FUGLY SLUT.

he is the most beautiful beelcy baby with the most angelic appearance ever. dude LITERALLY looks like an angel; he's got the pure white wings, golden halo, and everything!

but like his domains imply, appearances are deceiving! he is pure evil! (but then again, which beelcy baby isn't 💀). he thrives off of corrupting the innocent. everyone has desires that they keep at bay; like maybe they want to really steal that rare pearl necklace, or maybe they want to kiss that really cute girl, or maybe they hate that one teacher SO MUCH.... but ofc, they never act out on it! cuz they have morals. stealing's bad, kissing someone without their consent is bad, murder is bad. but he makes people the worst versions of themselves by turning them into thieves, rapists, killers, etc. etc.

and he LOVES it. it's his entertainment. he especially loves taking things slow without using his powers by "befriending" a human or an unsuspecting god (or becoming their lover by seducing them). putting on some false charm, makes them lower their guard. he's the perfect friend or the perfect lover. when things go bad for the victim, he'll help them by guiding them to the "right" path ("your friend was in the wrong, you were right to lash out" "you need the money, don't you? just take it from her, i'll help" "he's drunk, he won't remember if you sneak in a little kiss or two", etc), and slowly but surely bringing them to the very end where they do the one act that they can never come back from. fun, right? 💖

anyway, he's another incest freak LMAO. he loves his precious little mother 💖💖💖 his mother's just soooo innocent and sweet. it's cute really. he can't decide if he wants to ruin it or savor it 💖💖 and his sweet mother's just so fun for him to tease! it's especially funny whenever he tries to endear to her and she sees right through it, calls him out, but still continues to love him.

and she's just full of SO many dark desires. he can feel it. her anger, desperation, and pain. it's so delicious, especially when she lashes out at him when she senses him trying to bring those parts of her out and then apologizes profusely for yelling at him 💖💖💖💖

azerathiel's domains: goddess of propagation, childbirth, and motherhood. known as the "mother of monsters".

as you can tell from the domains, she's a mother, AND THEREFORE PERCY'S NOW A GRANDMAAAAAA LMAO 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

anyway, i got the idea from her pic. she's looking like she's hatching from a weird... flesh egg thing, so i got this idea of her asexually reproducing tons of evil little monsters from her body and laying them amongst her weird fleshy parts/appendages where they stay until they hatch.

so yup, percy and beelzebub now got THOUSANDS of evil lil grandbabies 🥺

anyway, she's a very family oriented goddess (duh). she's very protective and doting to her children and azerathiel's the third-born beelcy baby so she's protective over her younger siblings too 💖

but that's IT lmao. that tender side of her is reserved ONLY for her family and family only. she is ruthless to those she considers outsiders and if one were to kill one of her children -- her younger babies are weak enough for particularly strong humans in hell to kill them -- she would lose her mind from grief and destroy said killer. she'd be genuinely distraught to 💔 because humans HAVE killed one of her newborn babies, she absolutely HATES humanity.

(demons and other gods in helheim know better than to touch azerathiel's children, but humans who get hunted down by them, kill out of self-defense, not that she cares lol)

also now that i think about it, she might be the least evil out of the beelcy kids.... literally she's just out there trying to raise her babies 😭

tzammaroth's domains: god of domination, conquest (just like his gruncle adamas!), control, war, and oppression

honestly, the domains were inspired by the meaning of his name which is apparently "crowned in the blood of kings"

extremely arrogant, hedonistic, selfish, egocentric, possessive, and downright cruel and controlling. he radiates with the aura of a leader, but he is NOT the sort of leader you'd want to have. if one were to imagine dictators, mad kings, and tyrants, tzammaroth's the first face to appear!

his presence in midgard causes countries to fall to ruin and once benevolent leaders to spiral down to tyranny.

he acts like he's the first born when he's actually the 9th born. he bosses his siblings around (even the ones older than him lol). he's the god of domination after all, he's gotta assert his authority over them! just cuz they're his family doesn't mean he can't treat them like they're his subjects!

the only people he doesn't dare to control are his father and his mother. he did, however, try to use his powers to control his father, but um... that did not end well 💀 LMAO. and as for his mother, he actually cares for her so he doesn't use his powers on her. hell, he doesn't even try to boss her around 💖

he is also an incest freak. he's the god of domination meaning he wants to dom his mommy in bed

UM ANYWAY--

rozaltha's domains: obsession, love, and marriage 💖💖💖💖💖

barekith's domains: god of voracity (yes... i got the title from hsr too)

sadly, i don't have much of a personality for him yet 😭 i got 2 different versions so i haven't decided which one i wanna pick for him 💔

vorvexion's domains: god of lies, strategy, manipulation, and knowledge

this is the one named after anthonius btw! no personality for him yet sorry..... 💔

ursula's domains: god of the sea and the drowned

no personality for him yet but that's his monster form up there lol. i'm sure you understand now why percy named him "ursula" 😂

ygatha's domains: goddess of pain, torture, suffering, and the forsaken

SHE IS AN INCEST FREAK FOR HER MOTHER LMAOOOOO

okay, first off, she is a sadist AND a masochist. as you can tell from her domains, she thrives off of pain and suffering, either from herself or from others (but mostly from others teehee 💖)

now where does her mommy come in?

well.... take a look at her domains.... pain, torture, suffering, and the forsaken......... very very percy coded 💔

ygatha can sense how much pain her mother's in. percy was stolen from her original universe, all her loved ones are gone and dead, she's been raped by her own husbands and forcefully married to them, she was forced to have thousands of children, etc. etc. OF FUCKING COURSE percy would be suffering!!!!!!!

and ygatha can feel her agony and torment, and it's absolutely addicting to her. her mother's suffering is so delicious to her, she gets turned on just from the thought of it, literally fingers herself in dark corners of the castle cuz it just arouses her sooooo much 😋

she daydreams about telling her mother all about her naughty thoughts. would her mother hit her? beat her? fuck her as a punishment? those scenarios excite her. or would she break down into tears of disgust, her pain worsening at the thought of her own daughter deriving pleasure from her torment??? that's another scenario that excited her too! 💖💖💖💖💖

sharzumel's domains: god of spiders, souls, and death

(i picked spiders because his name means "the web-spinning trickster" lol)

you know how gods have sacred animals? instead of a sacred animal, he has a sacred insect: the spider (cuz duh!)

anyway, that's all i have for him 💔 no personality yet. i do plan on finding a cool spider monster form for him tho. also, i specifically wanted a spider related god cuz imagine poor percy giving birth to a child who's basically anthonius' greatest fear 💔💔💔💔

(beelzebub was definitely partying in his head tho)

yoriel's domains: god of insanity, mentality, and psyche

these were inspired by the meaning of his name "god's unravelling". it kinda gave me a "fall from grace" "descent to madness" sorta vibe!

his appearance is like a twisted version of nephazor's! while nephazor has white wings and a golden halo, yoriel has black feathered wings and a dark halo covered in thorns; and both the wings and halo are always dripping with red mortal blood!

his presence drives people from gods to mortals to the brink of insanity, but he prefers to mentally break people by himself without going the insta-crazy route lol. like nephazor, he's a patient boy who likes to take his time with things 💖 there's no rush after all, he's VERY good at making people lose their minds

he loves frequenting up in midgard. his favorite hobby to do is to pose as a midgardian therapist/psychologist/psychiatrist (he has many jobs related to mental health) and then slowly making clients worse 😭

percy is so sick of his ass 💀 every time she finds out yoriel's there, she marches right up to midgard, goes straight to one of his MANY offices and the secretary's like "sir, your little sister is here to see you" AHSFEHBV 😭😭😭😭 and he's just thinking "aw shit it's my mother again 😨"

anyway, he's another incest freak for his mother 💀

zebuloth's domains: god of insects, infestation, fear and terror, and plagues.

HAVE YOU GUYS PLAYED THE GAME "STILL WAKES THE DEEP"?!?!?! okay zebuloth was SLIGHTLY inspired by the monster in there. sorta. lowkey. just a bit. anyway, in the game, there's this crazy sea monster that attacks and infected the humans on this oil rig, and the humans go crazy and start attacking/infecting other humans. they're kinda like zombies, but less mindless -- they CAN speak somewhat.

anyway, zebuloth can mpreg himself with lil baby zebuloths (hence, "god of infestation"). more grandbabies for beelie and percy 💖

and those babies can go on to infect humans, nymphs, fae, satyrs, lesser gods and demons, basically ANY SPECIES, and take over them kinda like a parasite. the worst part is that the host is still somewhat conscious -- they can't control their bodies, but they can somewhat speak and still see the horrible shit their bodies are being forced to do (kill their loved ones, eat their loved ones, etc.)

yeah zebuloth's basically like those monsters in horror games 😭

zarabeth's domains: goddess of famine (might add more idk)

her domains were inspired by her name meaning "the barren harvest"

i don't have a personality for her yet, but i can explain her appearance at least. she has multiple "heads", but instead of like... an actual head with a nose, lips, and eyes, it's those red mouths you see in the picture. yes, MOUTHS. she has mouths for heads lol.

[fashionteahouse]

hiii could you do paul x reader

soooo reader is bella's older sister and paul is imprinted on her

Reader knows about bella decision of turned into vampire after her graduation and reader get into a bad depression and her mental ill went too bad cuz she loves her sister too much and doesn't want her to be a monster

and paul with the other pack trying to help her to be better

btw i'm gonna call myself 🥑anon so you can recognise mee😘😘😘

Thank you for your hard work you always do the bestt fics 💖💖💖💖

I've requested alot before and you always ATEEEE thaatt

heyy 🥑anon 💜 thanks so much for supporting my fics so this really means a whole lot !! hope you enjoy :)

my sister says the saddest things - paul x reader

A hand was splayed out, watching the light of the diamonds bounce around in the room. A smile was thrown your way as you watched your little sister admire her ring.

A tight smile was all you could give her. The ring surely was beautiful. However, it didn’t stop you from furrowing your eyebrows. You move your laptop out of the way as you sit up straighter.

“I thought you didn’t like the idea of marriage?” you question her.

She shrugs as she continues to stare at it, “We had to compromise.” she answers quietly.

“What?” you ask, wanting to know what it was, opening your ears so the words from her mouth could be clear.

“He…If I marry him, he’ll change me.” she rushes out but not meeting your gaze.

Standing up slowly, “What?” you knew your sister was smarter than this.

“Why?” you ask, not angrily but in a disappointed tone.

“We will be with each other forever. I don’t want to grow old and Edward still looks the same.” she tells you as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You look elsewhere as you pace a bit. Bella blows out a breath, as you ask quietly, “So..He’s going to do it exactly when?”

“After graduation.”

“Bella you’ve got to be kidding me.” you say to her as she looks down, “Are you serious?” you ask her again.

“I will still be me. It’s not like I’m going to change and become a different person.” She says to plead her case.

“Yes you will. You will be a cold one. A monster.” you say to her, gritting a bit.

“I will not! You don’t have to use those words.”

“What other words can I call that? Seriously. Sure, you’ll live forever but the moment that venom enters your blood stream I will lose you forever. What about mom? What about dad?” you say and continue to pace.

“I will still keep in contact. That’s why you don’t have to worry.” she says, not even thinking about changing her mind.

“You’re altering your life for some boy. A boy who isn’t even a boy but 119 years old! Come on, think!” you tell her, trying to keep your voice from pitching since Charlie was only downstairs in the living room.

“He’s not some boy and you know that. He’s my soulmate just like Paul is yours.” she says, taking a bit of offense.

“I don’t know. Soulmates don’t dump you in the middle of the woods. Soulmates don’t leave you for months on end and claim it’s to ‘protect you’ ” you say as you form quotation marks with your fingers.

Bella stands and narrows her eyes at you, “Wow.” she says and just leaves out of your room, not bothering to close the door back. You move to the door and push to slam it. A frustrated sigh moves past your lips as tears start to prickle.

Being a vampire wasn’t normal. Sure being a shapeshifter wasn’t exactly normal either but at least they still had a heart beat that thumps. They didn’t have to die to transform.

There was still months of school left. You were in your freshman year of community college while she was still in her last year of high school. It made you sad that you didn’t want the school year to end. You hoped and prayed that it would drag on just so you could still be around your living and breathing sister.

At breakfast, things were a bit tense. You kept staring at her and Bella kept staring at you. Charlie noticed as he set his coffee cup down and clears his throat.

“You girls alright?” he asked.

Bella doesn’t say anything but you broke the silence by getting up, “See you dad, I’m going to be late.” you tell him and push in your chair.

You didn’t bother to say goodbye to Bella, at that moment, goodbye meant forever.

You didn’t have a lot of classes this day, but after them, you camped out on the campus library. Deciding to do your homework there instead of home like you always do. You received a text from your little sister.

“Not hanging out with Edward today. Dad is working a double today. Want to just grab something ?”

“I’m okay. I’m going to study instead”

You finish typing back.

Any other time she hung with Edward after school, but you knew she wanted to make things right. You didn’t know how she could even let such thought cross her mind. You felt a dark cloud over yourself, loom as you tried to focus on your work.

Your shoulders were slumped as you listened to Paul’s voice on the phone later that night. His words didn’t process through your brain as your brain was already stuffed on how life would like for you and your sister in the future.

The sister who was cooped up in her room, knowing Edward snuck in through the window.

“Hello?” you hear Paul say into the line.

“Yes?” you say snapping out of your thoughts.

“Did you hear what I said?” Paul asks you.

He didn’t give you any hints as you say, “Um…you were talking about….I don’t know.” You finally say, defeated to give an answer.

“What were you doing?” He asks.

You rub your tired eyes, “Was just thinking about something. Sorry. Can you repeat what you said?”

“Emily’s. Are you coming tomorrow?” he asked again.

The brain inside of your noggin was flashing a trailer of feelings of how you would feel around a gathering of people. You just didn’t have it in you.

“No. I’m uh…I have a lot of work to do.” you tell him.

“You just told me you did your homework.” he plainly says, catching you red handed in a lie.

“Well, I will have homework tomorrow.” you say in a cruelty tone , taking your frustrations out on him and hang up.

Tossing the phone away from you on the other side of the bed, you put your head into your hands. You then scowl at your door.

You just kept thinking about how unfair it was for Edward to agree to do such a thing to Bella. It was like they both didn’t think or care about you or the family you and Bella came from.

You placed a pillow over your eyes, trying your best to wait for the day to pass.

The days passed slowly, your body losing the motivation to rise up out of bed. Missing classes, you just didn’t have it in you to care.

A soft but cautious knock was on your bedroom door. Your cheek was on your pillow. You didn’t have the energy to open your mouth to speak so you let the person behind your door to decipher which answer you would give.

Choosing the ‘come in’ option, your door slowly opens as you hear a meek voice speak, “Are you okay?”

You roll your eyes a bit as your head didn’t face the door. You continue to stare out of the window that faced the bed that you were currently in.

You felt a dip near your covered feet with a hand on your shoulder.

“I made you dinner.” Bella tells you.

You close your eyes and sigh, “I’m not hungry.”

The thought of food didn’t appeal to you. In fact, it made your stomach churn.

“You think people aren’t noticing but I do. You barely ate in days.” Bella calls out. You finally face her. She shakes her head as her eyes travel your face.

“And you look horrible. Whatever’s going on, we can talk about it.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.” you tell her listlessly.

“Yes, there is. You’ve been blowing the pack off too. I’m tired of lying for you.” she says.

Throwing the covers off of you, you sit up. “You don’t have to lie for me.”

“Well, you’ve been acting like this since I told you about…you know.” she says.

You cross your arms and glare at a spot on your bedroom wall past her head.

“Come on, Y/N. I know you’re thinking about the worst possible outcome but it will be okay. I promise.” she tried to smoothly say but your face contort into a sorrow look as your lips tremble.

Your hand flies to your face as tears roll down your cheeks. There’s a lot that could happen.

“Please don’t cry. You’ll make me cry.” Bella says as she moves in to hug you.

“Bella just stop. You’re making things worse.” you tell her irritated, pushing her away.

“How?” she asks, feeling the unfairness.

“What do you mean how? You want me to be happy for you? Happy that you’re becoming the enemy.”

“There is no enemy. I will still be your sister. You know that the Cullens have a vegetarian diet so that’s what I will of course will fall into. It’s not like I’m going to be murdering people like the bad ones.”

“Two wings on the same bird, Bella.” you darkly say. You lay back down and turn away from her.

Bella sighs as she looks down. There was nothing else for her to say. However, she didn’t want to leave so soon. She felt it was important you two come to an understanding at least.

“Well, will you at least call Paul?” she asks. She waits for an answer but she doesn’t receive one.

You would, but your phone is dead. You didn’t feel like putting in the energy into charging it.

She sighs again and gives you the privacy that you wanted granted. You were glad that she finally left. The silent tears rolled down again, you didn’t have to worry about someone stopping you from crying.

You grudgingly walk out of your campus, with the goal being getting coffee at a nearby coffee shop.

You hear Paul’s voice as your hand was on the glass door. You turn and see his face, raking over you to see what to think about the sight in front of him.

“What’s going on?” he says, tugging you to him, away from the shop. He smushed your body to his. In a way you did feel a bit better, being around him and in his arms.

“Hm?” he asks as he noticed you haven’t said again.

You try to find the right words as he patiently waited. You sigh, before looking to him, “My sister says the saddest things.” you tell him choking up and this makes him pull you back to him again. You bury your face into his chest to hide the tears that threatened to fall.

“Do you want to talk about it? I’m here if you want to talk.” He offers as you nod after a moment. He takes both thumbs to wipe your hot, salty tears away.

As you sip your hot beverage, Paul decides to speak after moments of processing all that you word vomited to him.

“If you tried talking to her and she’s still being set on it, it might just be out of your hands.” he carefully says. He hasn’t taken a drink of his own beverage. His arms were folded and his face was deep in thought.

”There’s no positivity about this. Why would she trade in her beautiful natural life for something so bleak and dangerous?”

Paul plays a bit with his cup as he looked not directly at you, but at a spot in front of you on the table.

“You have to look at it as, she’s 18. If that’s what she chooses, it’s her choice.” he says.

“I feel like I failed to protect her.”

“You did the best you could. I’m sure you did. But, it’s the life she chose. It’s out of your hands.” He says and you push your cup away.

You wrap your arms around your waist, your mind starts to think about having to accept the reality of your sister’s life.

He places a warm hand on yours, covering it completely before picking it up and keeping your hand in both of his hands.

“What would you do? If it was your sister I mean.” you ask him and he thinks for a moment.

“Of course I would be pissed off but… I would want her to be happy. It seems like Bella wouldn’t cut you out of your life.”

You hoped what he was saying was true. He looks at your hand that’s being covered by both of his, “You don’t have to shut me or the pack out you know?”

You nod, looking down.

“I’m sorry. I will make them something to extend my apologies.” You knew they went crazy for your baked treats.

Going home, you receive a call from Leah. You answer even though your phone was low on battery.

“You went AWOL. That’s so rude.” she says instead of a hello.

You tiredly laugh, “I’m sorry. I’ve just been…” you look to the side and sigh in disparity. There wasn’t much words that could explain how you’re feeling.

“What are you doing tomorrow?”

“Uh-“

“Exactly. Nothing. So, me and Kim will pick you up tomorrow okay?” Leah tells you and ends it with that.

As you cut the excess dough from a pie that you were making, Bella comes home. She placed her keys on the hook by the front door.

“It smells good.” Bella says grinning as she steps into the kitchen, where you were.

The lit oven showed two other pies that were currently baking. Bella was glad was that you weren’t rotting in bed. She stands next to your work station as she looks over what you have done so far.

“Do you need any help?” Bella asks.

“I got it.” you tell her.

“Are you still mad?” Bella asks you.

“No, I’m not mad.” your shoulders fall and a moment passes , “You won’t be able to eat this stuff soon.” you say in an emotional manner. The clatter of the scissors rattle on the countertop from your hands not being able to hold them anymore. She pulls you into a tight bear hug, Her forearm around the nape of your neck as she held you close.

“Please Bella. Just, please.” you pleaded through a fat sob.

Bella herself was getting emotional. Her big sister was someone she idolized and looked up to. She was very strong in her eyes and to see her break down, made her want to break down as well.

“Everything will be okay.” Bella whispers but you step out of the hug.

“Really? That’s all you can say?”

“I will be happy. I love him, sissy. If it was the other way around, I would want you to be selfish for your own happiness too. Look, ” she says before looking down, “He didn’t want to change me. I insisted him on doing so. He then told me to marry him. We’re both doing something we don’t want to do but we’re doing it because of the love we have for each other. This wasn’t some split second decision.”

You just stare at her, “Are you sure this isn’t about when you went to Italy?”

Silence fell into the air. Bella’s hand nervously run through her hair, “It’s only part of it. I have time but I want to do it after graduation.”

“So just wait then.” you say quietly pleading.

“Alice already had a vision I would be turned.” she whines, not wanting to reconsider her chosen time frame.

“Fuck, Bella. Forever is a long time. You mean to tell me you can’t wait for that little bit of time?”

“I will be older than Edward.” she counters back. Her eyes in horror at such thought.

“You never was like this about age.” you say shaking your head. You then move to the hot oven, covering your hands to take out two hot desserts.

“Are you going to La Push?” she asks.

“Yeah. Leah is picking me up.”

“I can take you. I want to see Jake anyways.” she offers.

“I want to go alone.” you snap to her.

Hurt was displayed on her face but she understood. Leaving you alone in the kitchen as you placed the last pie in the oven to bake.

“You don’t have to chew with your mouth open. It’s disgusting.” you tell Jared, trying to fight a smile.

“Maybe you should disappear more often. If this is an apology, I will accept every time.” he says.

Paul walks past, thumping him at the back of his head before sitting next to you. This brings out a snort that you tried to hide.

“What was that for?” Jared asks, rubbing his head.

“For opening your mouth.” Paul says and drinks his drink.

Leah then comes and pull you up and away from your spot from Paul. She wraps an arm around your shoulders and ask you in an intimate matter as you both move to where people weren’t hovering around.

“Are you okay?” she asks.

“I think I will be.” you say.

“Just don’t beat yourself up over it. You still have to live your own life too.”

You nod.

“We can’t kill them because of the treaty. You know this.”

You nod again.

“Plus, what did you realistically think was going to happen once she fell in love with one. She would want to fall into their lifestyle.”

“You don’t see me asking to be a shapeshifter.” you say, looking at Leah’s beautiful face. She displays her teeth as she laughs.

“It’s not possible.”

“Yeah, but if it was, I wouldn’t ask Paul to make me into one.”

This is Leah’s turn to nod. “We can’t really say unless we're really in that type of predicament.”

Embry walks past the corner you and Leah were occupying.

“Wow, cheating on Paul? That’s rich of you.” he says jokingly as he sees you two hugging each other tight.

“Would you shut the hell up?” Leah barks at him, making you bubble out a laugh.

Leah goes to shoo him away and you stay back and lean your back against the wall. You cross your arms and think. Hoping that your little sister will be happy, you couldn’t help but think about how you would grow old and would have to look at her youthful face for the rest of your limited life. Limited. There was no point in fighting or falling out with the only sister you had just because you disapproved her lifestyle choice.

Sighing, you realized that you still love your sister deeply. With your mind made up, you decided to make the most spending time with her before her human life comes to a halt. Just like you found your family, she found hers.

[luvserie]

Hey pookie 😋 I was wondering if you could write SKZ reacting to the reader being indecisive about what to wear to a party? 😝 THANK YOU

hihiii 😁

Ofc lovely 💖 I only did hyung line because I got lazy(EDIT: Y'all I am so sorry I haven't been posting...like at all. I lowkey forgot abt this account but here's a new piece! I tried my best to portray a panic attack in Lee Know's, but I'm always open to feedback and suggestions! 🥰)

WARNINGS: AFAB! Reader, a lil bit of angsty and fluffy content. Swearing too! Also, I made the reader taller than Changbin(by like 2in) cuz...I like tall women 💕☂️🦋 In Hyunjin's y'all have a kid, so...yeah. Reader talks abt pregnancy time.

SKZ Reactions: Reader Doesn’t Know What to Wear

Bang Chan

Chan sighed as you walked out of the closet, looked in the mirror, wrinkled your nose and went back in to find yet another dress. “Angel, you look lovely. And we’re thirty minutes late.” Chan said through the closet door. You came out in another outfit, this one baby blue. Chan was sure he’d know the whole rainbow by the time you guys exited the house. “What do you think?” You asked. “Amazing, now come on.” Chan gently grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of the room, but you pulled back. “You didn’t even look!” You say accusingly. “I’m changing.” Chan grabs your wrist again before you can slither back to the mess he knows you’ve made in your closet. “Angel, Princess, love of my life.” He squishes your face in his hands. “You. Are. Lovely. And you look great in whatever you wear. So why is it so hard for you to choose between the same six options?” You hesitate, but Chan’s tilted head and sugar-sweet voice melt your resolve like butter on a very hot pan. “I don’t know. I think I actually liked the first one I tried on.” “Good. So you’re gonna go in that closet and come out in that gorgeous red dress. I’m gonna tell your friends we aren’t coming and we’re just gonna order takeout.” You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“That sounds nice.”

Lee Know

Dinner was ready, the candles were lit, the table was set. All that was left was, well, you.

You felt awful. Your boyfriend had planned the sweetest day trip for you two to celebrate your guys’ anniversary followed by a home cooked meal, and your anxiety was fucking with it all. “Jagiya? You okay in there?” Minho’s voice came through the door. “Fuck.” You cursed under your breath before responding to your boyfriend. “Uh, yeah! I’m fine, Min!” You mentally facepalmed. You heard Minho wait a few seconds outside the door, before the shuffle of his feet told you that he’d gone back to the living room area. “Shit shit shit SHIT SHIT!” You dropped to your knees, frantically digging through the piles of clothes you had brought out for something, anything good enough to wear. As the piles in front of you got smaller and the piles of rejected clothes behind you got bigger, tears started to fall down you cheeks, ruining the makeup you had spent an excruciating hour on. You frantically swiped at your face, tear-blurred vision making everything just blobs of color. Your mind was going a mile a minute and you couldn’t keep up, you couldn’t stop, you couldn’t breathe-

“Aaaaaand that’s when we pause what we’re doing.” You hear Minho’s voice somewhere far away. You feel his strong but gentle grip dragging you away from your closet. You feel his presence as he wraps his arms around you. None of it is enough to ground you. “None of it looks pretty on me…I’m not pretty.” You murmur into his chest, trying to hide from the thoughts that were slowly getting louder. “Wha-where did you get that ridiculous idea from?” Minho pulled you in closer, running his fingers through your hair. “You are a fucking wonder to look at.” “You have to say that, you’re my boyfriend.” You shake your head. "Baby, you know as well as I do that if you looked like shit, I'd tell you."

"Not like that's possible, of course."

Changbin

"Baby! We're leaving in two minutes!" Changbin shouted from the door, shoes already half on. "Sweetheart, do you like me in blue or silver?" You came down, wearing an oversized t-shirt that was most likely from your boyfriend's closet. In your hands were two mini-dresses, one silver with ruffles on the bottom and the other royal blue with a halter neck. Both were still on the hangers, perfectly showing off what they each had to offer. "I love you, period." Changbin smiled, finally tugging his shoe on. "But the blue looks absolutely stunning on you." "That's what I thought too, but the ruffles on the silver accentuate my legs." You look down at your bare bottom half. "I love my legs." "I love your legs too, baby." Changbin walked up to you, kissing your cheek. "But. I also love your shoulders, and the blue dress shows them off so well!" You hesitate a moment, looking at your boyfriend, then the dresses. "But what about my ruffles?" You pout. "Okay, here's what I think is happening. You want me to say silver, but I'm not getting the hint." Changbin grabs his phone and keys. "You're also asking for my opinion like you can't decide, but if you're fighting for the silver, I think the choice is obvious." "Silver it is?" You ask.

"Silver it is."

Hyunjin

The closet loomed, filled with piles of clothes. You stared at it, defeated. Little Eunseo, gurgling happily in her bouncer, was oblivious to the chaos wreaking havoc on the room. Today was Eunseo's first official family photoshoot. A memory to be captured, and you were about a millimeter away from throwing on pajamas and calling the whole thing off. "Ugh," you groaned, running a hand through your hair. "Everything feels too frumpy or too… bleh." Hyunjin leaned against the doorway, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Hey, what's wrong? You okay?" "Okay? I'm not okay!" You threw your hands up. "We're going to have these pictures forever! I can't decide what to wear. Do I go with effortless vibes? Or try to look like I haven't been surviving on three hours of sleep for the past year?" You gestured dramatically to the overflowing closet. Hyunjin chuckled, stepping into the room and wrapping his arms around you from behind. "You look beautiful, no matter what you wear. But," he winked, "I might have an idea." You raised an eyebrow. "And what brilliant fashion advice do you have?" Instead of answering, Hyunjin pulled away and started rummaging through the clothes. You watched him, half amused and half frustrated. He pulled out a white, flowy midi dress that you had forgotten you owned. "Remember this?" he asked, holding it up. "You wore it on our anniversary trip to Jeju. It’s beautiful and comfortable." You hesitated, remembering the trip. "But... it's been a while. I don't even know if it will fit." Hyunjin ignored your doubt. He then reached for a gold necklace you often wore, and a pair of simple, comfortable sandals. He laid everything out on the bed, then turned to you, a genuine warmth in his eyes. "Trust me. Try it on." Hesitantly, you obliged. You slipped into the dress. It fit perfectly. The soft fabric draped comfortably, and it still fit. You felt…lighter, more relaxed. You added the necklace and the sandals, and looked at yourself in the mirror. You had to admit, Hyunjin had nailed it. It was simple, elegant, and comfortable. It was you. "Wow," you breathed, turning to Hyunjin. "You... you did good." Hyunjin beamed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I know what looks good on you," he said, stepping closer and brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. "You're naturally beautiful. You just needed a little reminder." He then scooped Eunseo out of her bouncer, carefully holding him close. "And this little girl thinks you're the most beautiful woman in the world, no matter what you're wearing."

[yourloveaton]

Hi! I saw all your AU art just recently and noticed you were saying we can ask you about it! (ITS SUCH AWESOME ART BTW I ADORE IT THE WAY YOU DRAW THEM IS AKAKAKKDMSMAMD!!!!)

I don’t have a specific question, but I do want to know more about it.

So can you just tell me anything about it?

Ahhh THANK YOU SO MUCH !!! I’m so happy that you liked my au art and wanna know more about it !! You have no idea how much joy that makes me feel 🥹💖

Well I can tell you some info and facts about the au, how I’m planning to develop it and all that !! It’s still fairly new and I did it out of nowhere at 3 am in the morning because I thought of my old ideas that I had years ago when undertale was on it’s prime but I was too young to bring ideas to life properly HAHAHA I hope my writing doesn’t bore you!

The au is pretty much founded on the idea of what if Sans also used to be a royal guard when he was younger? Boom. That’s where it spiralled and now I don’t know how revert back to who I was before because I ended up doodling a lot of undertale stuff along with the au, it didn’t help with the fact that my very good beloved friend kept encouraging me and feeding my inner demons of my undertale brainrot HAHAHA

I’m planning to develop the au into 2 parts: Before Undertale and after Undertale.

Before undertale is basically the events that happened before the plot of Undertale took place while after undertale is when they’re finally on the surface and the events that will happen on there! Sounds very generic and common I know, that’s why I’m going to try and develop it to be a bit different and hope that the au is not boring or developed horribly :’D It will take some time though since I know developing an au with a unique plot is gonna be very challenging, there are so many ways to mess it up and aghhh I really don’t wanna mess it up TT

Here are the main cast of the before undertale, this is a very OLD sketch that I made to figure out who’s there and how old they would be before I proceed to develop on the characters. So their heights might not be as accurate as it is in the sketch.

Also DISCLAIMER, Alphys and Undyne never met in before Undertale, so just know there’s no weird agenda going on here! They first met during Undertale plot when they’re both adults (Alphys 29, Undyne 23) so it’s all good!! I thought I needed to point that out because the age gap might seem alarming at first glance knowing they’re officially a couple 🙏 The before undertale plot begins at the age displayed on the sketch, and it ends after uhh.. 10 years? Yeah it’s ten years of events before the main undertale story starts!

I do want to portray the skele family with wholesome moments and you know, how great they are! Well that is before the downfall but we ain’t talking about that for now !! They’re just so beloved to me and I know they were such a sweet family AND WOULD HAVE VERY FUNNY MOMENTS IN WHICH I WANNA DRAW IT OUT!! So yeah, stay tuned for silly mini comics of them eheh

At first, I wanted Trickster (yes I’m calling his royal guard nickname, it’s like a whole different persona of his (alter ego???) where he’s energetic and acts very silly, whimsical, presenting puzzles and quizzes to his opponents sometimes but also can be very intimidating and prove that yeah, there’s a reason why he can be like that cuz it’s HIM) to be nothing more than a mischievous silly royal guard that wanted to keep causing trouble for Gaster but then it grew to be a bigger thing where he unintentionally became the symbol of hope and an entertainer for the whole underground before Trickster disappeared without a trace(?)

I’m still working on this whole concept so not everything is settled yet!! Well what I can also say about Trickster is that Alphys might be involved with the whole Trickster business too eheh

I’ve been practicing on drawing the characters so that I can draw better for this little au project of mine, I hope I can share my progress with you guys as things go on !!!

That’s the general stuff I’ve thought of so far, I hope you enjoy reading ! Thank you for reading and do feel free to ask whenever you have questions about the au or anything else :D✨✨✨✨

[thenoellebird]

The Dipper sick fic was so cute and sweet and I loved it 💖💞💖💞💯💯 can we pretty please have a part two 🥺🥺🥺🙏🙏🥺🥺🥺🙏🙏🥺🥺

PS platonic family bonding and platonic sibling bonding is the best💯💯💯✊✊✊💯💯✊✊💖💖💖 and also your fic are the best and I love reading them so much and I hope you continue to write for a very long time cuz once again I just love reading your fic you are the best in my favorite author💖💯 I hope you have a great day😄😄

*slams head on desk repeatedly*

I feel like I'm dying from being complimented too much <3

*freaking dies from being complimented too much and then pops up as Franken-Ellebird to write you a part two*

SO!

part two you say?

hehehe here you go. Multiple ppl asked for this. Maybe I'll make a part three. We'll see how much ppl like this bit <3

It's a lot longer than part one, and leaves me at a perfect spot to make a part three, if people want to see a third part to this.

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PART TWO

Dipper dozed fitfully for the thirty minutes that Grunkle Stan was gone. He tossed and turned and sweated a bit, hearing himself whimper every few minutes.

But the door finally opened, waking up Dipper fully. Stan walked in and came across the room, sitting down next to the bed.

“Hey buddy,” Stan murmured gently, reaching over to put his hand on Dipper’s head, “how are ya feeling?”

Dipper moaned and leaned into Stan’s comforting touch with a small dry-sob. Stan ran his hand through Dipper’s curls as softly as he could, smiling at the child.

“You’re alright, kiddo. Shh, it’s okay,” Stan whispered, feeling the heated sweat on his nephew’s forehead, his face falling into sadness. The poor kid.

“Gr-Grunkle St…aan?” Dipper whimpered, his voice slurred and slow. Stan sighed, feeling even sadder.

“I’m right here, Dipper. Hey, it’s okay. It’s okay. Don’t try to get up. Just lay there buddy,” Stan murmured, putting a hand on Dipper’s shoulder to keep him lying down. “How are ya feeling? Do you wanna try something easy on your stomach yet?”

Dipper muttered something incoherent.

“What’s up, kid?” Stan said gently, leaning towards him to hear better.

“I still feel like…like Imma…throw up…” Dipper said slowly, his eyes mostly closed from the fever. He looked utterly miserable. He shivered beneath Stan’s hand, which was still on his shoulder.

“Hey, that’s okay buddy. Remember, we got the bucket over here for ya if you need it, huh?” Stan told him, gently running his hand through Dipper’s curly brown hair.

“Mmm…kay…” Dipper whispered. Stan sighed, knowing he should leave Dipper at least another thirty minutes or an hour or two before giving him anything, just to make sure his stomach was fully calmed down.

“Alright buddy,” Stan replied. “You think you’ll be all good for another thirty minutes? I’ll let you rest.”

Dipper nodded sleepily, the chills still wrecking his body. Stan gently pushed Dipper’s hair off his forehead and kissed his birthmark again as a goodbye.

“See ya in a minute, buddy.”

He walked out of the room, shutting the door.

—XXX—

Stan let Dipper sleep for two hours, checking on him every thirty minutes. Finally, he brought Dipper some ginger ale, sitting beside him and gently shaking him awake.

“Mm?” Dipper murmured, his eyes clearer now. When Stan felt his head, it seemed that his fever had gone down quite a bit.

“Hey, buddy. How are ya?” Stan asked softly, smiling at him. “Your fever’s gone down a bit. And your stomach is probably calm enough for you to start sipping somethin’,” Stan told him, running his hand through Dipper’s hair gently.

Dipper smiled tiredly, looking somewhat confused.

“Come on, sit up,” Stan said, reaching around his nephew to help him get into a sitting position. “You’re okay,” he added when Dipper moaned in discomfort. “Here, let’s try to get something in ya, huh?”

Dipper nodded, opening his eyes more and trying to squint around the room. Stan put his hand over the back of Dipper’s neck, tilting his head back just slightly and lifting the cup of ginger ale to his mouth as gently as he could. Dipper’s hand reached up and tried to grip the cup too. Stan was startled at how small Dipper’s hands seemed.

“Shh…that’s it…just a few small sips, okay? There we go,” Stan murmured gently, tipping the cup slightly to help his nephew take a small drink.

Dipper obeyed Stan to the best of his ability, slowly taking in ginger ale for a moment or two before Stan decided he’d had enough and set the cup on the nightstand, helping Dipper lie back down.

“Alright kiddo. You should rest a little more. Then we’ll see what we can do with more ginger ale and maybe something salty, hm?” Stan told Dipper quietly. Dipper moaned slightly and reached towards Stan, a pleading, frightened expression on his face.

It was clear he wanted Stan to stay and hold his hand.

Stan stared at Dipper’s small hand and drew a deep, long, shuddering breath.

“Oh…” Stan muttered, feeling tears sting in the corners of his eyes. Stan carefully sat down on the edge of Dipper’s bed and gently took the boy’s small hand in his large, rough one. He stared down at their hands, realizing just how small Dipper was.

Toughening him up, huh? He’s just a child. Just because you were roughed up as a kid doesn’t make it right, Stan thought to himself. He gently stroked the bridge of Dipper’s knuckles with his thumb, trying to assure the boy of any comfort he could offer.

Dipper closed his eyes, smiling in his sleep, his weakened hand briefly squeezing his grunkle’s. Stan ducked his head, turning his face away, his vision growing blurry.

Dipper wanted him. Oh damn, Dipper really wanted him there.

Dipper was comforted by him.

Stan’s body heaved in a singular, silent sob. But he stifled his emotions, promising himself he’d cry later where the kid couldn’t see. That didn’t quite matter, however, as Dipper was already fast asleep again, under his fever.

Stan covered his face in his free hand, squeezing Dipper’s small one as his shoulders shook and a small droplet traced its way down his cheek.

—XXX—

Stan didn’t realize he had fallen asleep until he was awake. The clock read 6:00AM.

He’d fallen asleep on his bed next to Dipper, and while they were both asleep his revered nephew had nestled in the crook of Stan’s arm, his small hands gripping Stan’s shirt in tight little fists.

Stan smiled at him and noticed that the boy was no longer shivering with fever, instead looking quite peaceful, even if his breathing was slightly irregular.

He didn’t want to, but Stan gently shook Dipper awake with the intent of getting something in the child’s stomach.

“Hey buddy. You wanna sit up and try to get something in that stomach of yours?” Stan asked softly.

Dipper made a soft whining sound and nuzzled his face more firmly into Stan’s side. Stan chucked.

“Come on. Up you get kiddo.” Stan helped him sit up and gently pulled Dipper into his arms, settling the small boy against his shoulder. “Let’s go find you something easy, huh?”

Stan took the young boy to the kitchen and settled him in a chair, which seemed to help him wake up a bit. He followed Stan’s progress around the kitchen as Stan heated some applesauce for him and set a small pack of saltine crackers on the table in front of him.

“Why don’t you try nibbling on one of those? Take it slow. And you can have small sips of ginger ale, okay?”

Stan went about warming the applesauce, and then brought it over to Dipper with a spoon. Dipper glanced at the applesauce and then up at Stan, his tired brown eyes slightly confused.

“It’s for you,” Stan murmured, pushing the warm bowl so it was right in front of him. “Hopefully you’ll like it. Or at least your stomach might.”

Dipper nodded, lifting the spoon to his lips and gently nibbling at the applesauce as though he were scared it would hurt him.

“Don’t worry, kid, it’s just a little bit of applesauce,” Stan chuckled, sitting down across Dipper with a mug of coffee.

Dipper nodded. “I know,” he said thickly, sniffling slightly. “Why are you…so…” Dipper trailed off, looking at Stan quizzically.

Stan glanced to the side and then back at his nephew. “Why am I so what?” he asked, bewildered.

Dipper sighed. “Why are you being so nice to me?” he asked in a soft, timid voice, staring down at his applesauce, his fever-flushed cheeks turning crimson.

Stan chuckled. “I’ve been pretty tough on ya otherwise, haven’t I?” he asked, feeling slightly saddened. Seeing his nephew so small tonight had made him change his mind. Of course, Dipper could still be roughed up a bit to make him tougher. But he needed more than that from his caretaker.

He needed to be built up too.

Stan was almost ashamed that he’d only just realized all this. He reached across the table and gently placed his hand on Dipper’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry, kid. When push comes to shove, I care about you and Mabel, and Wendy and Soos more than anybody on the planet,” Stan said. He omitted one person, but that came easily. “I may not act like it. And I sure don’t like saying it–heck, it makes me look like a big ol’ sap, huh? But whether I like saying it or not, it’s the truth.”

And it was the truth. Most of it. Stan couldn’t tell Dipper about Ford. He wasn’t ready for that conversation.

Dipper looked down at the table, clearly unsure of what to make of this. Stan lifted his hand from Dipper’s shoulder and instead tilted his chin upwards a little.

“Hey, now. It’s okay, buddy,” Stan said with a small, weary smile.

“You’ve spent all night caring for me,” Dipper whispered.

And working on the portal. “I’d do it a million times over too,” Stan answered. “If it helped ya feel any better.”

Dipper’s face broke into a small, but genuine smile. He reached for his applesauce.

“Attaboy, Mason,” Stan said without thinking as Dipper took a bite of the applesauce.

Dipper nearly spat it out, but instead quickly swallowed and wiped his mouth on his sleeve, with an expression that reminded Stan starkly of a startled owl.

“H-How’d you know my name is Mason?” he spluttered, his eyes wide and his face flushed again. Stan grimaced nervously.

“I…uh…saw you and Mabel in the hospital just after you were born,” he told Dipper. “And it wasn’t like I was just gonna forget your names.”

Dipper was staring at him with a mixture of surprise and some type of hopefulness on his face. But he didn’t say anything else.

After a minute, Dipper went back to his applesauce. Stan gently touched the back of his hand to the kid’s forehead, discovering that his fever was fully gone.

“There we go,” he murmured with a satisfied sigh. “You’re gonna be just fine.”

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hope u like it! lemme know if y'all want part three.

Peace out!

Part One

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The Great Wave - Chapter 14 Review

‼️SPOILERS FOR THE CHAPTER‼️

This chapter felt shorter than the other ones in this second volume so far.

But that doesn't matter.

CUZ GUYS WE FINALLY SEE DATHURA AGAIN ‼️❤️‼️❤️‼️❤️‼️❤️‼️❤️‼️‼️❤️

When the chapter covers were only available, I originally thought that she ended up being the guardian of the Tree of Life but it looks like she just settled somewhere vacant in the Sadida Kingdom.

I don't mind cuz as long as she's there, I'm happy hehe 💗💗 She's such a beauty omg

Dathura saying that she's been called once again by Amalia makes me assume that Dathura asked for her help once before but we know it couldn't have been in Season 4 because she was only seen protecting the Tree of Life as it's last defense.

So the first time Amalia has asked for help must've been in Season 5 when Harebourg will be seen as the antagonist. I'm only making assumptions here but it could be true. In a way, it makes sense because Dathura technically does have a connection to Harebourg since she used to be a past member of the Brotherhood of the Frogotten just like him. So maybe she could have helped Amalia by trying to talk to Harebourg or maybe explain to Amalia what may be going when he'll become a problem for her kingdom. Because let's not forget the fact that he wanted Amalia's kingdom to have endless wood to warm up Frigost.

But anyways, Amalia asks Dathura to help her find a remedy for Yugo.

Cuz apparently the belladonna only slowed the process. It didn't actually fade away on its own because it thought it did its job.

Dathura disconnects herself from her meditation spot and guides Amalia to some hidden territory in the Sadida Kingdom.

I found it a bit odd when Amalia asked her where they were here, since she was supposed to have lived in the kingdom her entire life AND WAS ABSOLUTELY THE TYPE OF KID TO HAVE ROAMED AROUND THE PLACE AND MEMORIZE ALL OF IT BY HEART.

But then again, this entire area is ALIVE so it can do whatever the fuck it wants lol

Dathura just flies away as if she didn't say the most hippie spiritual shit ever.

BUT LOOK AT AMALIA'S ADORABLE FACE WHEN SHE ADMIRES THE PLACE 💗��💗💗💗💗💗

my little queen is such a softie for nature 💖💖💖

Also let me just say how much I love the fact that Dathura is referring to Yugo as "our" king. She was so chill with Yugo in season 3 and we can tell that she's still cool with him because she accepts him as the king of the Sadida Kingdom.

And that speaks A LOT on so many levels when you know that some sadida citizens do not accept Yugo's people but then you got a part of the Sadida God literally being cool with the king they hate. Like come on now, if you're a sadida AND an eliatrope hater, what are you doing??? You keep blabbing about how the eliatropes are being a menace and "staining" your sadida culture when one of your demigoddesses (who LITERALLY keeps a portion of your god's power, mind you) is straight up just vibing with the man you hate.

Like seriously Amalia you gotta shut them up someday or another.

Another thing that I enjoyed was that I now know, thanks to Dathura, that there is a shortened way to say Grougalorasalar's name. It's Asalar and I don't know why but I find it so cute to say 💕💕 Like it's cool and yet adorable at the same time I don't know how else to explain it.

Amalia then explains what Grougalorasalar wanted and that he'll start attacking again if Yugo doesn't accept giving away the artifacts.

But I am SO GLAD that out of all the things Yugo refuses to give, it's the eliatrope dofus for very obvious reasons.

Like I explained back in the last chapter, Grougalorasalar wanted the Eliasphere since it doesn't belong to them and because Yugo's people have a habit of naming things after their people if they find any powerful artifacts that can support them. But in no way, shape or form does Yugo ever need to give his eliatrope dofus to him. These eliatrope dofus literally belong to the eliatropes because, again, those are the primordial eliatropes' recall points. Not to mention that they've been created by THE ELIATROPE GODDESS.

Like come on what is bro doing asking for something that belongs to them!? I agreed with him about how Yugo and his people were actual troublemakers without even trying, but taking away the dofus that respawns them?? Hell nah man, I stay away from that shit.

So Dathura picks out a plant and properly reduces it to the actual remedy before she tells Amalia to discuss this whole Grougalorasalar situation with Joris.

After everything he's done for the world, it looks like bro still can't get away from the short height allegations from mortals and immortals alike 😭😭

Talking to Joris makes the most sense since he used to be Asalar's vessel but yay, we get to see Joris back! I can just tell that all the joris fans were happy to see him in that 15th chapter cover and now get to see him being mentioned in this chapter lol

DATHURA CALLED AMALIA A FRIEND DISLDKDLWPWPROFODOEEO 💖💗💖💗💗💖💗💖💗💖💗💖💗💖💖💗💗💖💖💗💗💖

Anyways, after suggesting Amalia to speak with Joris about all this, she warns her not to upset Grougalorasalar no matter what hers and Yugo's decision will be.

Don't worry shawty, these two morons got this in the bag 🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢🧢

[choccy-milky]

hi ik i just sent u an ask and i hate to be a bother but HOW DO YOU DRAW SEBASTIAN'S HAIR

LIKE THIS!!

honestly its different every time but this is the gist of how i do it...i start with his lil ear curl parts, then i do the sweep/bangs, and then add the rest. his hair is chaotic af but HOPE THIS CAN HELP!!

ALSO THANK YOU BAHAHAHA

@sleepingmissingprincess IM GLAD YOU THINK SO!! TY!!💖💖🥹

@strawberrysnmatcha THANK YOU BOTH 💖💖 and i responded to an ask last month about the same thing/my process for writing, you can see my answer here!! ive also talked about my writing methods more than just this time, so if you go back through my asks im sure you can probably find more of my yapping about the subject bahaha. GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR WRITING!!

@foundthatoldzeppelinshirt LMAOOO NOOOOO THIS MADE ME SO STRESSED WHEN I FIRST READ IT BAHAHA now im just imagining if clora's fell out and her and seb only realize once they get home and they have to go looking for it😭😭if only we were drawings and didnt have to worry about it falling out/deal with gravity...😔cuz im with you girl i just keep it on my desk🥰my clora shrine🙏

LMAOOO IM WORKING ON SOMETHING RN, TRUST!!! BUT IF ANYONE HAS ANY YANDERE SEB IDEAS PLS SEND THEM TO ME!!! I NEED MORE!! i want to draw yandere seb but i have like no ideas...im ashamed bc i love yanderes so much....😩😩i gotta go replay my otome games for a reminder...on my switch aka my otome visual novel machine 🥰

[pastel-medic]

My name is Xed/Pastel ^v^ (He/Xe/They)! I am 25 years old and any other art accts will likely have the username pastelxapple if you want to find me on other platforms!

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Please be aware I likely will not draw nsfw! There may be suggestive art tho from time to time :3c Some things will be tagged with tw if needed!

Also please do not tag my art with ship tags unless I have them put under my art! I am not comfortable with certain dynamics being labeled as ships, especially if the dynamic is not meant to be in any form romantic/sexual ;;

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In addition, please be aware I have ADHD and an alter system (DID), so please note that I may go silent with posts every once in a while. My mental health is not a subject I care to make front and center here, so I prefer any questions or topics of such be kept private! Thank you! 💖

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This is a 16+ ask blog, so if you wanna ask me or my version of the mercs something pls feel free! Anon questions will be turned on and off from time to time, but if people completely abuse it or things get out of hand I will shut them off permanently ;3; Also please respect that there's a limit for how much you can ask of me, I won't consistently draw the same thing over and over if it's asked for like more than 3 times (especially by the same person)!

Also, if I do not respond to your ask, it may be because I am either uncomfortable with the ask, am unsure how to respond, or simply do not feel that it is an ask that needs to be posted. I am also NOT an rp blog so I will not respond to rp-like asks. Please respect this, thank you!

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Art Trades are for mutuals only! I rarely do them but think they're fun! Also will only do an art trade if the level of art quality and skill is the similar to my own, thank you! 💖

This isn't entirely an art request blog but depending on the question in the ask box I might doodle something if I'm interested enough! 🍰✨ I don't really draw ship requests often tho! ;3; Might do some that I like but depends!

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[redwoodapothecary]

since u wanted more requests can u do cg alastor hcs 😼

CG!Alastor Headcanons

A/N: Thank you omg. I love Alastor so much fr. 🙏🙏🙏

PLEASE he is so confusing sometimes.

Like he is such a strict caregiver with you, like you have a lot of rules

Be he’s also so chaotic

Like

Oh, you’re little right now? Great! Go bite Angel’s ankles for him. Just for fun. ☺️

But also do not leave his sight or he will not hesitate to carry you everywhere if he has to

AND you better get to bed on time or you lose your dessert privileges for a while

Hangs whatever you draw or color up on his wall or keeps it in his radio station somewhere so he can look at it while he…works. For a morale boost!

You aren’t allowed to watch TV, sorry. He would rather die (again).

He does let you play music on record players and listen to the radio, though! Sometimes he’ll put on music and dance to it with you 💖

Uses his powers to get you literally anything and everything you want. He’s just chill like that.

Alastor canonically doesn’t like physical touch but with you he doesn’t mind it at all! If you wanna cuddle, that’s fine.

But his main love languages are gift giving and acts of service. He loves buying you stuff and doing things for you.

You see a cute stuffie you want? It’s all yours now, darling.

Charlie needs you to do some chores around the hotel today? He’s got it covered, don’t worry about it!

But if you’re like me, and you really like physical touch (for me only with people I’m REALLY close with), he will gladly hold you. And he doesn’t care where if it’s around the hotel. He’ll gladly keep you in his lap on the couch if you want.

If anybody gives you guys weird looks, he’ll deal with it real fast.

The others truly don’t mind, though. They think it’s cute. It’s nice seeing that the Radio Demon actually has a heart and isn’t all bad!

Angel teases, but he isn’t trying to actually be mean.

Husk was like…worried about you at first. One time he pulled you aside and basically just asked you if you were being forced and you. Laughed at him. Not in a mean way you just thought the idea was kind of ridiculous.

I’m wanna write little drabbles and blurbs now cuz all I’ve done is headcanons except one one shot 😔😔😔