#i'm obsessed with him getting to be mad. and yell. and hit something

[sugarskies]

do you think bob is afraid of his own temper? do you think he reminds himself of his father? of the darkest days of his addiction? do you think he's ever snapped and then isolated himself because he's scared of hurting the people he loves? do you think that any of them have ever had to talk him down? to remind him that they're not scared of him, that they all get angry sometimes, that they love him unconditionally?

[loveeruri]

"bro's the type to" + nagi, raichi, barou

notes: feeding the raichi and barou lovers with this one😘

!! mdni, nsfw themes, headcanons, bllk x f!reader, aged up characters

nagi

♡ bro's the type to accidentally make your pussy squirt while playing with it. he'll think it's the hottest thing he's ever seen and now every time you fuck, he won't leave the bedroom without making you do it again.

♡ bro's the type to unknowingly give the best kisses.

♡ bro's the type to prefer lying down on a sandy towel at the beach than play in the pretty waves.

♡ bro's the type to be the most comfortable cuddle buddy.

♡ bro's the type to use "XD" a bunch.

♡ bro's the type to be too lazy to wipe off every single one of your lipstick kisses, painted all over his face and neck. he'd just leave them on for the rest of the day. gosh he'd look adorable like that though, wouldn't he?

♡ bro's the type to somehow have the softest hair whilst only using standard men's shampoo. nagi's hair stays fluffy no matter what he washes it with.

♡ bro's the type to actually moan when he stretches. lol.

♡ bro's the type to have quality time as his love language.

♡ bro's the type to cum kinda quick. you're too sexy he can't help himself.

♡ bro's the type to text you about what he's doing throughout the day. "just had breakfast", "on the game, wanna join?", "i'll call you back, taking a shower".

♡ bro's the type to randomly start tickling you because he thinks watching you squirm and giggle is cute.

♡ bro's the type to "dude" and "bro" you when he's mad at you for something.

raichi

♡ bro's the type to send you gym progress photos. him in the mirror shirtless, flexing for the camera.

♡ bro's the type to be obsessed with the way you pull his hair when you're cumming on his tongue.

♡ bro's the type to use the most mockingly monotone voice when you make a bad joke. "haha that was so funny." while his face is like this: 😐

♡ bro's the type to be a little mean when you're taking him. "bad girl, you wanted this shit didn't you?", "such a whore, going stupid on my cock." then, during aftercare he'll give you the whole world. apologize for every little thing he didn't mean with blood rushing to his cheeks, the tiniest bit embarrassed. "you know i didn't mean any of that right babe?" he'd fall asleep snuggling your chest.

♡ bro's the type to curse out anybody who disrespects you in front of him. doesn't matter if it's a random person in public, his friends, or even his own family.

♡ bro's the type to get caught talking in a baby voice and calling you "mommy" then get all pissed off. you know those videos on tiktok? the ones where the girlfriend records their boyfriend being all lovey dovey then he starts yelling when he notices the phone? acting like he didn't just fucking do that? yeah basically that lol.

♡ bro's the type to be into anal. he'd have a huge thing for lubing up your puckered asshole and fucking into it. watching the way his own hands spread your cheeks while he's between it, makes him fall apart.

♡ bro's the type to show you off like he just won the lottery.

♡ bro's the type spam call you if you don't answer. 3 missed calls turns into 5. then 10, then 13.

♡ bro's the type to make fun of you all day, then beg for forgiveness when he finally hits a nerve. "please! you know i was joking around!", "babe! i'm sorry ok?", "i was playing with you! please!"

♡ bro's the type to enjoy it when you're choking on his large dick. he loves those nasty sounds of your gagging, it feeds his confidence. literally music to his ears.

barou

♡ bro's the type to hugely prefer ass over tits. he thinks yours is absolutely perfect.

♡ bro's the type to desire doing it in the most risky places, so that people can hear your breathlessness and moans. so they can hear him claim you as his own.

♡ bro's the type to hold you close when you're walking together. his arm always finding it's way around your nape or waist.

♡ bro's the type to just be handsy in general. he touches you like you're sacred.

♡ bro's the type to get really sweaty when he's pounding your cunt. dropping beads of sweat from his hair onto your bare skin. using all of his stamina into making you feel good.

♡ bro's the type to use all caps here and there when messaging. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?", "BRO", "THE FUCK?".

♡ bro's the type to be professional as fuck when meeting your loved ones, trying his hardest to impress them.

♡ bro's the type to never let you pay. his attractive goddess never has to touch her purse when she's around him.

♡ bro's the type to fold your clothes neatly and place them on a clean surface before sleeping together. he refuses to let your fabric get filthy from the dirty floor.

♡ bro's the type to never get the ick from you. you could be shoving your face with food or fall down a staircase for all he cares. doesn't matter. nothing you do could make him uncomfortable.

♡ bro's the type to edge your slit with his tip before he puts it in. barou just likes hearing you beg.

♡ bro's the type to lovingly tease you afterwards in a horrible impression of your voice. he'd say things like "ah yes sho! right there!", "sho don't stop i'm close!" just to see you get all flustered. or annoyed. he just likes getting a reaction out of you.

♡ bro's the type to want you to take a selfie with him squeezing your face with his huge bicep because he saw it on social media. he just wanted to see how much bigger he is compared to you.

[uzppx]

TOXIC!HAIKYUUxREADER HEADCANONS

Warning: I am NOT saying these characters are toxic.. this is just personal opinion on what I think thier toxic traits would be lol.. Kuroo fic is still in the works so this is just food until then. Very harmful topics in here that includes but isnt limited to abuse, sa, and emotional manipulation.

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Pt.2 here

Yamaguchi

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^ Princess treatment all the way, but expects it back in a way.

^ When he goes out he definitely buys stuff he thinks you would like.

^ Is so obsessed with you because you're his first girlfriend ever. (he's canonically ugly..?)

^ He always wants to spend time with you, meaning the relationship will feel suffocating.

^ Any time you guys get into an argument he will blame you the whole time.

^ Runs to Tsuki to get his opinion on the argument but plays victim.

Atsumu

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^ “Talk to another guy and we’re done.”

^ Will ask for all your passwords. Logs into your account and blocks/unfollows people

^ When you get into arguments he’ll hold you in his arms against your will until you give up.

^ Cries when you get mad at him.. You usually hold him and kiss him to make him feel better.

^ Would ask you why you think he's a bad guy, every time you confront him.

^ He thinks you’re lucky to be with him and he’s such a catch.

Tendou

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^ Stalks you, thinks he's Joe Goldberg tbh.

^ “I'm just a silly guy!!” and listens to white girl music.

^ Will get mad and yell at you and then immediately act all silly and make the :3 face.

^ Edge lord but in a hot way, and prob throws a tantrum when you have to leave.

^ Life 360 and always asking you why you're leaving your house.

^ Has a shrine of you in his room and your his lock screen on everything.

Bokuto

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^ Very overly jealous. Like cries when you talk to another guy.

^ Acts sad in his insta notes to get your attention.

^ Any time you're with your friends he acts sick so you ditch them to come over.

^ Gets mad at you when guys hit on you.

^ Doesn't let you wear anything slightly revealing unless he's with you.

^ Accuses you of cheating a lot

Terushima

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^ Kinda physically abusive..

^ Pulls your hair alot when he's upset

^ Pinches you to hurt u on purpose

^ Grabs ur face when arguing way too much

^ Smacks ur ass and calls you sexy when ur sad or something.. very objectifying.

^ Bites instead of laving hickeys because wow thanks.

[littlefandomspaces]

Hello 👋 hope you are doing well!

May I please request some baby regressor Baby Saja head cannons?

If you do it, thank you! Np if not though 🫶

Hope you have a great day/night

-🦓 (I'm using this if no one else has)

🩵REGRESSOR BABY SAJA🩵

🤍General🤍

Baby’s regression started as a subconscious trauma response—something he did alone and in secret. He didn’t understand what it was, just that he felt safer when sucking on a paci or lining up his toy blocks in perfect rows.

He used to hide under the covers to self-soothe, hugging old plushies and stuffing his ears to block out yelling or noise. Even now, those are his go-to comforts when panicked.

He didn’t mean to let Jinu see him that day—it just happened. Jinu froze for a second, but didn’t mock or pry. Instead, he sat with Baby on the floor and started stacking blocks beside him like it was the most normal thing in the world. That’s when Baby broke, and realized… maybe this part of him wasn’t something to be ashamed of.

🤍He has major separation anxiety.🤍

Baby’s separation anxiety is intense, especially regarding Jinu. He has nightmares of the group falling apart or being replaced. It hits hardest when he's tiny.

He’s constantly seeking reassurance that Jinu isn’t mad, won’t leave, and still wants him around. Even little things—Jinu answering a text late, or hugging someone else first—can make Baby’s regression spiral into clingy silence or petty tantrums.

When Rumi regresses, Baby becomes visibly agitated. It’s not that he hates Rumi, but he cannot handle feeling replaced. He’ll suddenly act much younger, tug on Jinu’s sleeve, or pretend to be asleep in his lap so no one else can claim it.

Absolutely hates when he's alone and regressed, at first the team didn't mind and found it cute how Baby was all obsessed with being held till one day after breakfast Romance set him the living room to play while the boys cleaned up the table and Baby had a huge fit after Romance said, "settle down you can see us from there."

Since then Jinu got very serious about the boys anxiety. He coddles Baby a lot and won't punish him so it got to the point Baby was pretty much walking over them. Bobby and Mira had to step in at that point and help out.

🤍In Public🤍

Once the boys learned about his regression he started wearing his pacifier around everywhere even in public. His excuse was it followed the 'Baby Persona'

The public absolutely loved it!

Any outing = snack run. It’s an unspoken rule.

Baby points at what he wants from convenience store shelves while clinging to Romance’s sleeve.(Romance is the only one who cooks out of the team)

He gets a tiny pout if the snacks aren’t the brand he wanted, and Abby or Jinu usually cave and buy a second option just to keep the peace.

If overstimulated (like loud crowds, sudden flashes from cameras), Baby starts to quietly cry or shake. Jinu or Abby will instantly guide him somewhere quieter—usually a bathroom or a hallway.

Jinu keeps gum, chewy candies, and some stim toys in his bag just in case.

At Fan Meets Baby has sometimes regressed, he's usually able to pull it off and make it through the rest of the way till the end. The few times they've done combined fan meets with Huntrix, Zoey will slip as well thinking it's a play date(the two have TONS of playdates)

One time when both Baby and Zoey regressed mid-event, Bobby gently escorted them backstage while the rest of the group continued.

It was Baby’s first time around Bobby while regressed, and he immediately started crying for Jinu, feeling unsure and overwhelmed.

Bobby stayed calm, kneeling to Baby’s level and softly turning on the live event feed so Baby could watch his hyungs.

That helped soothe him until Zoey distracted him with a silly game involving some of the plushies they'd gotten from fans.

Baby was hesitant at first but slowly got invested in the game—forgetting his distress entirely.

After that, Baby started seeing Bobby as a safe, “cool hyung” when little, though he still prefers Jinu when he’s really small.

Now Bobby keeps fruit snacks and a soft dinosaur plush in his bag just in case another public slip up happens.

🤍Alrighty!! Here's a few, I have tons more I can write and I'm always open for prompts too! Please feel free to request anything! I have some more little Baby headcannons coming and a little Jinu oneshot on its way so be ready!!!🤍

[diejager]

OMG FINALLY!! *muach muach* oh my actually I'm a bit nervous and excited now lolol. Uhm—well since your request is open can I have Pyra head and Michael Myers (separately) chasing survivor!reader in trial but they just ignore the other survivors, solely chasing reader till the end of game. Something dark and lustful lingers around those two killers and you just don't know why! By the end of the game, the other survivors manage to escape to the campfire safely, however reader got stuck alone with the killer. When they finally catch you, oh shall you know all your hopes may shatter to pieces. You think this is the end, in the hands of ruthless killer chosen by Entity. But why their face (in pyra head's case it's his helmet) getting closer to your face and what make it's more confusing something comes out of that mask (i.e. a long tendril similar to tongue). Breath kink but instead of hand choking or strangulation, you choked on their tongue 👅

Feel free to ignore this if you still don't open req for dbd fandom

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You are feeding me ambrosia with this sunnie!!! I have a weak spot for both of them, but-but- the Unknown??? Any thoughts????

Cw: DARKFIC?(it’s dbd, what do you expect??), DUB-CON/NON-CON, predator/prey, implied death, obsessive behaviour, choking?, super long tongue??, size kink/difference, tell me if I missed any. Wc: 1.5k

You were… unlucky. The Entity seemed to rejoiced in your pain more than any other survivor, feeding on your dashed hope for an escape from the perpetual cycle death and sacrifice, the painful sting on being slashed, the horrifying fate of being killed by the killer’s weapon of choice or the terrifying agony of being hooked. It was a painful affair, being the subject of her perverse protection, locked away in her universe to feed and be fed, blood for blood —quid pro quo.

But at times, your moments in her dark world was warm and charming like the people who gathered at the campfire, sharing their skills and abilities to keep the others alive throughout the…trials. The small moments stolen within the fog to keep yourself up and going, and happy, little smiles and bubbly laughs. It made trials easier, to know that the people who were screaming and working had your back in and out of them, to know what they would do made working in teams better and reassuring. 

And yet- and yet it was all for nought, the killer had eyes for you only, stalking and following you with his arm raised despite the others coming between you two to stop him from maiming you. Unfortunately, The Shape - Micheal Myers - in all his ghostly glory and dirty suit, was a creature of obsession, of predatory possession that gave him a one track mind, tunnelling the person who he chose as his obsession; and you happened to be his choice of madness these last round, even when Laurie was with you. 

There were some pros and cons with his constant stalking, the quiet steps echoing not so far behind you while they worked on the generators, unbothered and safe fro Myers, but you were stuck kitting him, running away from him by jumping over windows and dropping palettes wherever you could stun him to give you just a few more seconds of distance. He grew so, so close on multiple occasions, you felt his breath and his dark and imposing figure behind you, but he never once struck you down with his big knife. 

It wasn’t so bad as long as he didn’t hit you, letting you run around and avoid the other three until they finished all five generators and opened the gates, the bell ringing loudly over your head, and even then, he ignored everyone for you. He, somehow, managed to corner you, to far from both gates and your teammates who you - in a desperate plea for a win - had yelled out to leave and let you find the hatch or run to a gate if things got didn’t worsen. Which had left you alone, ears ringing and head beating against your cage, cornered and afraid of the giant who stared you down with a red gleam in the dark pits of his eyes.

Every step he took backed you up further against the rugged wall of a house - his childhood home - and pressed himself against you, the rough texture of his suit irritating your skin as he dropped the knife to touch you, running over his course fingers down your shoulders. Myers was scarily touchy, pads digging into the fat of your hips, groaning and grunting as he ground against you, drinking in your whimpers and hisses, fists hitting his chest without any result. Was it so surprising? He was a monster, a devil’s spawn, who had you in hands, a uselessly struggling victim that was too weak to stop him. 

His game of cat and mouse came to an end, where you forgot what you were initially doing, choking around his thick fingers, the filthy taste hitting you harshly as his jabs. He pressed his fingers down the back of your throat, panting loudly at your gags and rutting his fattening cock on your navel. You shuddered at the feel of it, the thick bulge threatening to pop a button off his jumpsuit, and you feared, you were terrified at your wandering thoughts, the implication of it when faced with a beast like Myers. 

Ding

Then the final call rang, a long and echoing sound that called the end of the trial. It was quiet for a few seconds, and all you felt was pain, agony ripping through you as The Entity swallowed you up with her many arms. The last thing you saw was Myers bulge, pushed to your bloodied lips and filling your dying nose with a thick and heady musk, a metallic and dusty smell that would linger on your tongue. 

You had hoped that she would give you a second, let you bask in the worry and affection the other survivors gave you, her whispers summoning you elsewhere in a drowning cloud of black fog and sent into your next match, placed somewhere in Midwich Elementary School. The many winding halls and rusted metal worked to confuse the survivors and killers alike, leaving only a selected few who were familiar with this realm. You crossed path with James a few times, but you knew he wouldn’t have given an offering for this, it was a sore memory for him, a reminder of his sins and regrets. So that left a single open left: Pyramid Head, the wandering executioner in the halls of Midwich, sentient and brutal in his ways.

He was a monster everyone feared, something created from the mind of a tortured man rather than a human turned monster, he was born a nightmare and would perish as one. That’s why you hid whenever you heard the telltale sound of his rusted great sword drag across the floor, knowing he had chosen you as his obsession and was actively turning a blind eye to the other survivors. You heard a few screams here and there, but he hadn’t downed anyone, seemingly to prefer leaving them half dead and limping to the next generator or survivor to heal.

You were doing well, working with Jane on the third machine, smiling to each other and sending encouraging glances while you looked over your shoulders from time to time, but your luck had run out. Pyramid Head stumbled your way, his head bobbing over the thick cords of his shoulders and chest, sinewy muscles bulging with every move. You both ran, Jane up the stairs and you down the hall, and he followed you. It was a familiar feeling, being the chased obsession of a killer, singled out by him to be the victim of his choosing.

Unfortunately, The Executioner never truly relished in the hunt, prowling fast and hard, ready to kill whoever he crossed, yet, strangely, he hadn’t raised his great sword, chasing you down a hall and into a dead end. You were fucked. Oh so terribly fucked if your assumptions were right. You turned to face Pyramid Head, fearfully glaring at him, eyes scouring the open space around him for a small point to slip away. You felt your small star of hope extinguish when he suddenly appeared before you, moving faster than he usually would, blocking your way with his body. 

He was hard and warm under your palms, his laboured breathing resting on your shoulder in his dazed wandering, his ripped and bloody and filthy arms brushing against yours and feeling you up. You closed your eyes in terror, trying your best to snuff out your thoughts and the feeling of his touches, his fingers pinching and kneading the skin of your hips and thighs, slipping behind to occasionally feel your ass bend under his strong hands. You whimpered, raking your nails down his arms, trying and failing to stop him from going forward with his wants, turning your head away from him. 

It seemed like he didn’t like that, forcing a gasp out of you when a wet appendage lapped at your cheek, leaving a slimy trail of drool until you reacted to him, gaping and hissing at him; and he took your shock and disgust to his advantage, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You retched, throat closing around his tongue, thrusting slowly to the back of your throat and up to spread over your palate. He lathered your mouth in his drool, willing your smaller and less nimble tongue to push at him, choking down any cries or gags from the sheer disgust that filled your guts (despite the small spike of arousal in your guts). 

You wanted to scream about your situation, this fucked up situation you keep finding yourself with monsters like The Shape and The Executioner. Why you? Why you out of everyone else? You weren’t as significant or strong and determined as other survivors, so it confused and worried you, if they would force themselves onto you again and again until they either broke you or moved onto another poor survivor. But perhaps- just perhaps you could make something of it, seeing the thick pole that poked at your stomach, poking from under his loose loincloth and wetting it with a dark spot at the tip.

You loathed The Entity and her plans. 

[weebsinstash]

Do you think Nolan or Thragg would ever be a GirlDad (TM)? Like, I can imagine Nolan finding out his wife is pregnant with a girl, and he thinks he's going to treat her the same as Mark, but then he holds her in his arms for the 1st time and all of a sudden she's Daddy's Little Princess and he's teaching her how to subjugate her enemies during her "princess tea parties" and they're both wearing tiaras cuz "Please daddy?" with puppy dog eyes.

Hooting hollering howling and slapping my knee because I never finished the goddamn post but if you take a gander over here in my drafts

SAME BRAINCELL WOO WOO

That gif is his response to you asking when you get to date lmaooo

I almost wrote like something short for it, and I kind of am constantly bouncing around between "Do I want this to be short or long or what" but I can just imagine daughter Reader and Nolan going at it "you just don't want me to date because you want me to save myself for a VILTRUMITE man, don't you?! Humans aren't good enough, huh?! I'm 'too good for a human man'?!" And he just loses it and shouts back "you're too good for ANY man, you don't NEED any man, I'M the only man you need, I'M your FATHER!!" Like. Nolan is one of those super dare I use the term emotionally incestuous yandere dads

Like. Ok I guess this is a throwaway spoiler because I would be absolutely fucking shocked if they bothered to animate this, it's such a small deal, but like. Idk. Idk. How do I phrase this. "There's another character in the series who also has to deal with their daughter wanting to have A Ho Phase and Daddy Doesn't Like It" and for the love of fucking god Nolan and Thragg wouldn't let you date for absolute shit. No dating, no fucking, you are, their pure innocent sweet but also savage little fierce warrior princess and you are untouched by no man like the goddess Artemis to them.

God. Having a yelling screaming argument where you're just so upset, "OH YEAH WELL YOU KNOW YOUR CHANCELLORS SON, THE ONE I MET THE OTHER WEEK? YEAH, YEAH, I FUCKED HIM, I FUCKED HIM IN MY BED, IN THE HOUSE YOU PROVIDE FOR ME, HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, DADDY" and that's like OH MY GOD you've cut them so deep it's like actual fucking sacrilege to them. The EMOTIONAL DAMAGE. Fists are nothing knives are nothing bombs are nothing BUT HEARING THAT THEIR BABY GIRL GOT DEFLOWERED? It's like a fucking DEBUFF. Imagine you scream at Nolan about how you sucked off a Viltrumite HIS AGE and he just PHYSICALLY STUMBLES, HAS TO REGAIN HIS BALANCE, HAND OVER HIS HEART

And Thragg is, obsessively hollering about how you're the Grand Regents daughter and you're of too high status for any of these males, just screaming at you, "WHY DID I CATCH THAT MAN'S TONGUE IN YOUR MOUTH? HE IS BENEATH YOU" and you hit him with "YEAH HE WAS BENEATH ME, AND BEHIND ME, AND ON TOP OF ME--" and Thragg gets so fucking RED, I feel like he's one of those wall punching dads. He won't ever hit you but he might manhandle-grab you and physically intimidate you at times. Thragg can just give you The Look and you INSTANTLY know you're in for a punishment, or that he's absolutely furious, and you're on your knees, "Please Daddy I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I was angry, please don't be upset with me, i-i-i just dont like you being disappointed in me, i love you and i want us to get along 🥺" and like. Obviously it works. But. He's not mad at YOU, he's mad at THE GUY, so, as cute and effective as buttering him up or even just genuinely being afraid and pleading earnestly is, you're not his target. The guy's still getting, tortured and maimed or something. But thanks for telling Father you love him, that'll perk him up during his next planet raid ❤️

BUT NO LITERALLY ACTUALLY Nolan with his knees bent in a little tiny plastic chair nearly on the ground with his little fake cup of tea as he sits there having "tea" with you and your Princess Ladybug doll and he's all, "now sweetheart, what did we learn today?" "That if we defeat our enemies, we should also take out their family and their allies, so they don't come back for vengeance?" "Yes sweetie, that's so good, you're so smart 🥰"

Nolan/Thragg getting in a physical fight and they could be getting maimed and disembowled or taking punches and it's like whatever, they're still chilling, but, do some shit like, knock their treasured keychain out of their pocket that you gave them or an embroidered handkerchief or just a little personal photo of you they keep on them gets ruined in the scuffle, oh, oh, NOW they're fucking pissed, NOW they've got some serious unfinished business in this fight and their opponents get DEMOLISHED and they're sitting there pouting with their broken/ruined thing you gave them because even if they got a new one from you, this one still had memories and sentimental value

I feel like similar to parents keeping baby teeth, Thragg would keep things like, first weapon you ever trained with, memorial photo of your first spar with another child that you won, your first flightsuit, a toddlers toy that was crushed on accident because you suddenly got your powers and had far too much strength than you knew what to do with. And Nolan, if he's raising you on Earth with Debbie, he's at all your school functions, whether it's dancing or sports, and if you aren't in those things, he encourages you HEAVILY (it totally isn't. Training or anything or making sure you're staying fit and active for anything in the future hahaha). He's taking photos and cheering in the crowds. He wants your art in his office. He wants to play games with you once you get your powers. He buys a case for any medals and trophies to proudly display.

Also like do you have any idea how much of an actual phenomenon it is, I've seen videos of it, where dads basically have infinitely more sympathy for their new daughters when they already have sons. I distinctly remember a video where a man was holding his second-born, his first daughter, and he was like weeping because he was feeling intense empathy for his infant daughter because she was crying and looking at him as he held her, and the wife was filming and it was captioned "he never did this with our son" and like. LMAO, THAT'S NOLAN WITH YOU WHEN YOU CRY. THAT'S THRAGG SUDDENLY GIVING A FUCK ABOUT ONLY YOU SPECIFICALLY AFTER LIKE TONS OF KIDS.

Daughter Reader would definitely be their spoiled little princess but you're also their spoiled little princess under very specific terms of CONTAINMENT AND SURVEILLANCE. You've got curfews, they need to know who your friends are, what families do they come from, what do their parents do. They'll treat you like a princess but they'll also socially isolate you from others and. Basically control your life. And if you ever try and pull away from Dear Old Dad, well. Viltrumites can have some pretty extreme reactions. Will Nolan have to disfigure that boy you won't stop talking to? Will Thragg have to build a pretty little cell so that his adult daughter doesn't sneak out to drink and fuck unknown men? That's up to how much of an obedient faithful daughter you want to be. Don't make them do something only you will regret ❤️

Jfjfkfm EDIT; I ALSO TOTALLY MISSES YOU SENT THIS

No but absolutely you're sitting there in your little costume jewelry as you twist a barbie doll and wring her like a towel "for disobeying High Queen Princess Barbie" and here's Thragg, "that's very good. The chain of command should always be respected" and you just happily start chattering away in that "im a small child and I don't know how to keep secrets or lie" kind of way

"Then Teddy Mason from down the street chased me into the woods and I kept telling him to stop but he kept using a stick to pull up my skirt so I grabbed him by the leg and threw him up into the air so he went SPLAT when he came back down!!" And you bang your little hand down on your table and Thragg is nodding in approval and Nolan just comes in looking mortified because he has no idea why Thragg is there until he. Sees that you're putting all kinds of stupid plastic hair clips in the man's hair and even his mustache and giggling and putting stickers on him And Thragg Is Just Totally Letting It Happen. Just totally casual, "Ah Nolan, you're finally here" and stands up to talk to Nolan with you in his arms or on his shoulder or just, hovering around him continuing to play with all the hair clips while your very horrified father is wondering what alternate dimension he just stumbled into to see the Grand Regent so. Calm.

The two men go into the other room "to have a grownup talk" and are they talking about the invasion? About Viltrum? No, Thragg is demanding to see all your baby photos as Nolan starts pulling out all his photo albums with absolute glee

[ari-writist]

ROMANCE WITH EUSTASS "CAPTAIN" KID

[headcanon]

• Kid doesn’t fall easily. In fact — he doesn’t want to fall in love. Love? That's a weakness. Attachment? Liability! So when he starts to fall for you, he'd be mad. Of course he'd be mad, but he falls anyways.

• At first it starts with him noticing you. When you do something wild when you're fighting alongside him, grinning like a devil in chaos, it will hit him. "Shit, that's hot." Kind of moment.

• When you call him out, loudly. Maybe even shove him when he’s being extra cruel and he doesn’t kill you? That’s when it gets dangerous — for him. Okay, maybe for you too — Because now he’s interested.

• Okay but for real though, it was tough for him. It was so tough, he had to grit his teeth and act so furious around you. But he'd secretly be feeling down if you did get pushed away, like, what does he want you to do, stay? When all he does is to get on your nerves, snapping on you.

• Oh, baby steps. If he realized that he fell for you, he'd be in so much denial. He'd be mad, and he'd be extra mad around you to prove he's not soft.

• He'd avoid looking at you in the eyes after like, two seconds. And you know what? He'd be so obvious about his obvious crush on you that the crew actually noticed, though he'd scream at them that noooo, he doesn't have a 'crush' on you, that's stupid.

• He'd be finding dumb reasons to yell at you, by the way, then he'll give you things — roughly — and give out some dumb reasons angrily like he doesn't feel proud about it at all. That he doesn't feel happy that you use them.

• He tried to confess once but gets halfway and punches a wall instead.

• Once he loves, he loves violently, and will protect you obsessively.

• He tried to confess (again) and fails miserably. (He chickened out.) (WHO CHICKENED OUT?!)

• Oh, oh, get this! If you ever said you love him back? He’d short-circuit and probably hug you so hard it cracks ribs.

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Okay, this probably feels a bit ooc gah I'm having a hard time writing characters real.

Also, remember when I said I'm writing the zoro fic? Sorry guys, had the sudden motivation to write this guy I just love him very much, oh but don't tell him that I like ace more WHAHHAHSHSHAHA.

Anyways, I hope I wrote him good and hope u had fun with this and I hope it's actually interesting. I swear, I'm working on the zoro fic I swear.

Masterlist

[michanvalentine]

I'm quite a selective person. I enjoy writing stories, but I almost exclusively do so within the Final Fantasy VII fandom. Not every character or plot from the comics, anime, video games, films, or TV series I follow inspires me. So you could say my inspiration is even pickier than I am. And I both love and hate it for that.

Baldur's Gate 3 hit me like a freight train; it’s been such a looooong time since I felt this kind of overwhelming obsession for something (or someone, considering Astarion in particular). It’s amazing how it’s reignited my creativity in so many ways. Unfortunately, I can’t draw—at least not as well as I’d like—but who knows? Maybe I’ll attempt some messy sketches. For now, I’ve started writing a fanfic, just on a whim and without any particular plan. I don’t know where it will take me, but I’ve put Astarion in an unusual situation just to see what might happen. Alongside him, I’ve paired two characters who, in my opinion, provide the perfect contrast to him: Karlach and Halsin.

The premise is this: Halsin asks Astarion and Karlach to help escort a caravan of refugees to the nearest safe haven in the former Shadow-Cursed lands. The caravan is attacked by a group of bandits, and Astarion ends up reacting in a way he never expected: like a hero. Lol. With all the disastrous consequences that implies.

It’s not an adventure story, far from it. It might fall into the comedy genre, perhaps, with a touch of introspection and romance—who knows? Maybe even a little angst, but just a tiny bit. As I mentioned, I don’t know where all of this will lead me… or if I’ll manage to see it through! Because, of course, I’ve hit a roadblock just as things were getting interesting, alas. How do I get that lazy, stubborn cow that is my inspiration moving again?!?!

In the meantime, here’s an excerpt from "The Day Astarion Found Himself Saddled with Parenthood." ***

As if it had read his mind, the little one’s body suddenly tensed for an impossibly long moment before relaxing again. Its tiny lips curled into a satisfied smile. Then, the stench of excrement tickled Astarion’s finely tuned senses. He couldn’t believe it. He wouldn’t believe it!

“Oh, come on! This thing crapped itself… correction, it crapped on me! For all the gods above and below, what do I do now?! Oh gods, I’m going to vomit. This… this… I don’t even know what this is, but I’m going to vomit! It’s disgusting, I think… I think… I am going to vomit!”

“Stop yelling, or you’ll wake it up,” Karlach snapped from the other side. “What’s a little steaming dung anyway? For starters, when we trudged through the Illithid colony, our boots stepped in way worse. And then—”

“Gods, grant me patience because if you give me strength, I’ll massacre someone,” Astarion growled in return, torn between several equally unappealing options: drop the baby and claw his way out of the rubble; rummage through his pack for something—anything—that might serve to clean the little terror’s bottom; or, alternatively, solve the problem at its root by biting into the brat.

Damn it, Halsin was the expert in snot-nosed, piss-soaked orphans!

The chaos abated slightly when Astarion noticed his personal plague had opened its eyes and was staring up at him intently, its tiny fists clutched to its chest and its little mouth sadly turned downward. He froze. Oh, no.

And yet, yes. After a brief pause, the whelp scrunched up its face, opened its mouth wide, and let out a scream with all the force its tiny lungs could muster—and Astarion couldn’t comprehend how something so small could make such an earth-shattering noise.

“There, I knew it,” Karlach muttered.

“You’re not helping,” Astarion retorted, clutching the now howling, flailing infant against his chest as he shuffled toward his pack. ***

Will I ever manage to finish writing this little madness of mine? How do you guys unlock the keyboard? I need support!

[veryace-ficrecs]

Duke Thomas Fic Recs

This list will include all ratings and tags, so read at your own discretion! :)

Stuck-On Sunshine by zodarii_dae - Rated G

The Signal tends to interact with kids a bit more than his nocturnal coworkers. Even in Gotham, there are more kids out at two pm than two am. Those kids want to show their appreciation for the hero keeping them safe. What better way to show that than with stickers?

A Special Expection? No, A Son by Raccoonwriter - Rated T

Duke was excited to meet the Justice League until they start to ask and talk about things Duke didn't want to here.

breathing down your neck by Batbirdies - Rated G

Duke gets sick on Friday. Joker breaks out of Arkham on Saturday. It’s radio silence, until it’s not. — When Duke is benched with the flu the Joker attacks a small Gotham neighborhood with Joker venom. Duke knows he’s not well enough to help, but with stinging memories of his parents still trapped in their own heads—he has to do something. Bruce has a few things to say about that.

Frightening, But Not Afraid by snackbaskets - Rated G

When the family is hit by a new strain of fear toxin, safety is in numbers. Unfortunately, three members of the flock are still out there, afraid and alone. Bruce may not be the best at comforting his children, but apparently, he can let his wings do the talking. ((aka, the classic fear toxin hurt/comfort but with a splash of the classic wings-make-u-feel-safe hurt/comfort))

birds and brothers and other assorted synonyms by hoebiwan - Rated T

Duke isn’t an idiot. He knows it’s a bad idea to go into the underground tunnels of Gotham where people disappear for years on end and occasionally (if they’re lucky) stumble out coated in cobwebs and madness and blood. So he takes a flashlight and a water bottle and a bag of trail mix and lots and lots of beef jerky whenever he goes. If he ends up trapped down there, wandering in hopeless circles (which Duke thinks is important to note having never happened), at least he’ll have food. Also, the weird little kid dressed up like a miniature Talon likes the M&M’s in Duke’s trail mix.

the scientific method by orphan_account - Rated G

5 stupid ways Duke's siblings discovered how his powers worked, and 1 time he figured it out for himself.

"You have no idea," Dick said. "I had to live through all of their teenage years. They were each independently obsessed with Mythbusters at separate points in their life. I'm pretty sure Cass and Tim have wanted a meta to experiment on since they were 14, but Bruce always said no."

Duke Thomas Hates Bullies by Gemini_00 - Not Rated

Everyone loves that Duke Thomas isn't like all those other crazy Waynes. Everyone loves that the Signal isn't trying to get himself killed. Duke may not see Bruce as his dad, but he is definitely part of the bat family. and nobody is going to bully his family. Or, Duke Thomas Kicks Ass.

Keep Your Head, Your Backbone, and Your Heart by MrMich - Rated T

The last thing that Duke expected on what was supposed to be just a regular patrol was being suddenly thrown five years into the past, coming face to face with a darker, more violent Batman than the one he knew, a broken family, and a Tim who was a foot shorter than Duke, and not even Robin yet.

A silent shadow flitted past him, just barely visible on the cave walls. He went rigid, tracking the shadow in the corner of his vision. And then he dropped to the floor, just in time, as a familiar black gloved fist passed overhead. He just barely missed being hit by the punishing blow that would have landed right on his temple for a sure concussion if he hadn’t dodged. “Batman?” Duke yelled. He somersaulted forward, just barely avoiding another strike. “B, what are you doing?!” “Who are you,” came the growled response. A shiver crawled down Duke’s spine at the grim hostility in Batman’s voice that promised violence, and something tightened in the back of his throat.

WHEN EARTH FINDS STARS. by orpheusaki - Rated G

"Let it be known that I completely detest the implications of what this situation is mirroring," Red Hood grumbles to himself and it's the longest string of words Duke has heard from any so-called Gotham vigilante, let alone the one who's known for shooting more than he is talking. "The fuck?" Duke mutters, because if he's already going to die, he might as well try and make sense of it. "I'm not going to care about whatever sob story you have," is what Red Hood replies with instead of explaining, "Where are your parents?" "Gone," is all Duke says, because it's really none of this guy's business. It's also the truth. Somehow, Red Hood sounds even more anguished about this information than Duke is, "Ah shit." (Duke steals the tires off Red Hood's bike and somehow gains a family.)

Leadership by PepperSoniRoni - Rated G

Nightwing offers Signal a chance to lead a small group for a mission. Duke is wary, but accepts the challenge. He proves to be a rather great leader.

Takes place after Season Two of Young Justice, and ignores Season Three (I still haven’t seen it, unfortunately).

You Would Not Believe Your Eyes by Tiptapricot - Rated G

No metas are allowed in Gotham, so what does that mean for Duke?

Dayshift Shadow Work by IzzyMRDB - Rated G

So, when he realised one day once he looked down that he was missing his shadow, the first thing he checked was to make sure he wasn’t also glowing. Can’t have a shadow if you’re the light source after all. Nope, not glowing. Weird. AKA Duke's shadow works like Peter Pan's and immediately chooses violence

Runs in the Family by motleyfam - Rated G

Duke has a migraine and just wants a bit of peace. Tim understands this better than most.

The League of Assassins: An Indepth Exploration of the World's Most Prolific Group of Assassins by Hint_of_Elation - Rated T

Duke Thomas presents a documentary about the League of Assassins. Warning: Bruce Wayne did not approve this film.

Tequila by Sohotthateveryonedied - Rated T

Bruce steps into Duke’s path, blocking him from venturing further into the house. It takes a moment for Duke to register the new obstacle before him. His mouth drags into a lopsided grin. “Bruce! Wha’s—wassup? How’s your night goin’?” “You’re drunk," Bruce accuses. “Me? No way. No way. I would never do that.” Duke hiccups. “Totally sober.”

Who, Me? by Listentothelittlebird - Rated T

People thought Duke was the responsible one. People often forgot Duke ran with a gang. A gang named after Robin, sure, but a gang nonetheless.

bathtub cookie crumbs by ghostellie - Rated G

Duke finds him in a bathtub on the third floor. It’s an old fashioned thing, a clawfoot porcelain tub settled in an otherwise empty room in a far, abandoned corner of the manor, dusty despite Alfred’s best efforts. Tim’s seated at an awkward angle, sideways in the tub with his head rested on one edge and his knees slung over the other, fully clothed and half covered in dust. A pink box of sugar cookies, no doubt stolen from Jason’s stash, rests on his chest. He meets Duke’s eyes as he enters, shoveling a bat-shaped cookie in his mouth.

Duke Thomas VS The "Good Child" Stereotype by PepperSoniRoni - Rated T

5 Times Duke Tried To Prove To Bruce He Wasn't The Responsible One, and 1 Time His Siblings Knew Better (& used it to their advantage) Because Duke is relatively new, he hasn't opened up completely to the family. He tries to follow Bruce and Alfred's rules, but he doesn't always succeed (nor try to). It's during these times Bruce still manages to pin the blame on someone else. His siblings, of course, see this. And whatever are they supposed to think? Well, Duke's clearly doing it on purpose! (This is really just me being salty about fanon characterization, and an attempt to cram as much Crazy-Totally-Not-Sane-Duke as I can into a single fic)

that which you cannot bear by britishparty - Rated T

There is no backup for the Signal. Duke reminds himself of this regularly, like a prayer through gritted teeth: there's no one to catch him if he slips, to replace him if he stops. So the Signal can't give up. Just can't, like an immutable law, an undeniable truth. He has to win every fight. There isn't any other option. Duke Thomas makes himself invincible. Untouchable. Then he loses.

[chassie48]

High school memories: Yandere one piece x black fem oc modern au.

Andrea had to move because the three Vinsmokes brothers were too obsessed with her just to move in a small country town where almost everyone at her school started to develop an obsession with her. Btw Boa Hancock and her sister are Rayleigh and Shakky's daughters on here. Also, Hancock is a bitch on here.

Chapter 1 moving to New world ville.

(Andrea POV)

You stupid bitch!

After everything we did for you!

You still chose to be ungrateful and tried to leave us?!

Yonji yelled while kicking me in the stomach. My entire body was covered in blood and bruises from what they called punishment for trying to escape.

I have been here in their basement for almost what seems like two months and it is hell. The basement had a little secret pathway and in that pathway was a soundproof bunker.

In the bunker was a bed, a bunch of canned goods, a lot of cases of water bottles, and a restroom.

I don't know why they put me here, but all I know is that they wanted to protect me from something and how everybody around me was there to hurt me.

At first I was dating their sister and I was hanging out with her one night and then one of them wanted to show me the bunker and next thing you know I’m here.

One of them grabbed my hair and punched me in the face.

Ok, that's enough, Niji.

Ichiji told the blue-haired brother. He let go of me and let my head hit the floor. Ichiji, the red-haired brother, came up to me and gently caressed my cheek.

Andrea, we never wanted to hurt you like this. All we want is to protect you from the world that is out there to get you.

I know you don't see it, but everybody that you know is trying to hurt you and it is our job to protect you.

(Andrea POV)

Andrea.

Andrea.

Andrea!

My grandfather snapped me out of my thoughts and I quickly looked at him and the paper in front of me.

It's time for you to write the report now.

I sigh and look at the detective that was sitting by Grandpa.

I don't know what to write?

I said while Grandpa's eyes widened.

What do you mean you don't know what to write?

Just write about what those monsters did to you and how bad you felt when they did that to you.

Grandpa snapped and the detective sighs and smiles at us.

Andrea, please, take your time and Mr. Saturn, please calm down snapping at her will only just cause her more harm.

The detective Mr. Lucci said. Grandpa sighs and the prosecutor Ms. Khalifa looks at me.

No pressure, but if you don't write this victim statement then they will get out five years from now and you will have to live with that trauma all over again.

The prosecutor said while I nodded and started writing the statement. A couple of minutes I was done writing the statement. I gave the papers to the prosecutor and they left.

Grandpa stared at me for a moment and softly smiled at me.

Andrea, I'm sorry if I was too hard on you.

It's ok.

His phone rang and he got up and left. I stared at the table for a moment and suddenly the doorbell rang.

I get up and start walking to the door. I opened it and saw that stupid bitch who was on the news trying to defend them.

What the fuck do you want, Reiju?

I asked her while she nervously smiled at me.

Nice to see you too, Andrea.

I came here because I wanted to talk to you about what happened on the news.

She said while I glared at her.

Oh, like how you were defending those disgusting bitches? If you were going to defend them why fucking rescue me in the first place.

Andrea, I only defended them because my father forced me to, so please don't get mad at me.

You know what, from now on I don't want anything to deal with you.

So, you're breaking up with me?

Yes, now get off my porch.

Tears start coming out of her eyes. She wipes them like she was the fucking victim and I was the bad guy.

Andrea, my father, is the one who forced me to go to the news.

I didn't want to.

Andrea, he threatened my inheritance if I didn't defend them.

She explained her story and still tried to paint herself as the victim. She grabbed my hand and softly smiled at me.

Andrea, please don't throw away what we had.

She said while I yank my hands away from her.

Don't you dare touch me and don't speak to me ever again, bitch.

I said while I shut the door in her face. Grandpa and my little sister JM came down stairs with curious looks on their faces.

Andrea, who was that at the door?

Grandpa asked.

That stupid bitch Reiju.

I answer him while I went to the living room.

I can't believe that bitch has the nerve to show up here after what she has done.

JM said while I sat on the couch and she sat down next to me.

Girls, language and I have to agree with you on that one, JM. I don't understand why that girl shows up here like she doesn't have the care in the world. I still can't believe she defended her monsters brothers after what they did to you. Wasn't she the one that rescued you from those monsters in the first place?

I nodded while glaring at the floor. Grandpa sighed and patted me on the shoulders.

The prosecutor said that the Vindsmokes family will try anything to get you to drop the chargers. So, that's why I feel like you're not safe..... Here.

Grandpa said while me and JM eyes widened.

Grandpa, w-what do you mean?

JM asked while Grandpa sadly smiled at me.

I think it will be best if you go live with your aunt Shakky in New world ville.

Grandpa said.

Aunty Shakky is Grandpa's daughter and he hates her because she and her husband Uncle Rey are always trying to get custody of me and JM. I don't know why she wants custody of us, but I do know that she hates Grandpa.

But, you don't like her?

I know, but she is the only relative that lives far away from here.

Why do you want her far away from us?

JM, if she stays somewhere that is closer to us then the Vindsmokes will try to get her to drop the charges.

But, we won't be able to see her that often.

JM, I'm not doing this with you.

Grandpa, New world ville is-

I get up and walk away from them before they start to argue. They always argue like this ever since I came back and a lot of it was that JM felt like it was Grandpa fault that they did that to me.

I wish they would stop arguing because after a while it starts to get annoying. As I was about to head upstairs my older brother Joey had opened the front door.

He saw me and waved. I waved back and he began to speak.

Are they arguing again?

He asked while I nodded and headed upstairs to my room. Once I made it I went inside and shut the room. I laid on my bed and went to sleep.

A couple of hours later somebody woke me up. I glared at the person and saw it was JM.

What do you want? I was trying to take a nap.

Aunty Shakky and Uncle Ray are here.

I sigh and got up. I went to my closet and saw that JM is still here.

What?

Grandpa, wants me to help you pack.

I nodded and made some room so that she could help me. Once we were done packing Joey and Uncle Ray helped carry all of the heavy stuff to the car while me and JM all of my suitcases.

As we were heading downstairs I could hear Aunty Shakky and Grandpa arguing in the living room. I was hoping that they didn't argue today because I wanted to say my goodbyes on a good start.

But, that was wishful thinking because they always argue when they are in the same room together.

Andrea, let's just go to the car.

Grandpa will just say his goodbyes on the phone.

JM said while I nod my head and started heading to the car.

When we made it to the car we put the rest of my stuff in the back seat since my other stuff filled the trunk. I shut the door and turn towards JM and smiled at her.

Well, at least I'm going to see y'all on spring break.

Yeah, I hope so.

She then pulls me in a hug. I pat her back and when I felt like she was hugging me too much I hit her back. Like, girl that is disgusting to hug people like that too long. She quickly pulled away and glared at me.

Andrea, that was rude.

She said while rubbing her back.

Then don't hug me that long.

It's disgusting.

I said and before she could argue back Joey cut her off.

Well, bye Andrea and see you on spring break.

Joey said while he left. Well, that was rude, but what can I expect? Joey doesn't have emotions. I opened the car door and went inside.

Then a couple of minutes later Aunty Shakky and Uncle Rey came out of the house and went inside of the car.

I fucking hate that stupid old man!

Aunty yelled while Uncle sighed and started the car.

What did he do now?

I was just sitting on the couch waiting for Andrea to finish up packing until that stupid old man just came up to me and started questioning my lifestyle.

What did he say?

He was like, "oh, are you sure you are ok staying at home while your husband is out there exploring other women?" Like I know you cheat on me with different other women, but that's not a reason to break up a family.

Right.

And then he had the nerve to talk shit about our fucking daughter. Saying that she should get a GED since she is too old for high school.

Then out of nowhere Uncle turns the car around so hard to the point I hit my head on my fucking suitcase.

Watch it, Uncle.

He ignored me and parked the car in the middle of the fucking street. Why did he do that and now people are going to honk their horns at us.

He got out of the car and angrily walked to the house. Shakky got out of the car too leaving me alone in the car.

Something told me to go to the house, but I didn't want to because I wanted to be here when they towed the car.

I heard Uncle yelling at Grandpa, so I quickly got out of the car and rushed inside. When I made it I saw Uncle punch Grandpa in the face.

Don't you ever talk shit about our daughter again old man!

Grandpa then got up and punched Uncle in his face and before they could start fighting again me, JM, and Joey broke them up.

Hancock is 20 years old in high school! You guys are bad parents for not letting her get a GED!

How dare you question our parenting!

Well, if she was with me she wouldn't be in highschool for that long!

Oh, so you are a good parent now! You let Andrea get kidnapped!

You stay out of this or I will make your nose bleed again, young man.

You shut up! You didn't do shit! How about you disappear in our lives like you did in Shakky's life!

Grandpa was about to break out of Joey and JM's grip until a couple of our neighbors came to our house and dragged Grandpa away from us.

Me and Aunty start dragging Uncle out of the house. All of our neighbors were on Grandpa's lawn glaring at Aunty and Uncle.

I can understand why they would look at them like that because every time they come here they always start a fight with Grandpa.

At first it was funny when I was a kid, but now it's really getting annoying. Like I do understand Grandpa wasn't a very good dad to Aunty and treated my mother better than her, but do she always have to pick a fight with him every holiday, and vacation we spend together?

Mrs. Cartman an old lady that lives right next to us came up to us with a disappointed look on her face.

Shakky, why do you always do this?

Not right now, Mrs. Cartman.

We then walked away from her and got inside of the car. Aunty starts the car and starts driving away from the neighborhood.

I don't understand why that man likes to pick a fight with us?

I don't know either, babe.

They talk to each other while I roll my eyes and look out the window. Why did they ask that stupid question?

Well, anyways, Andrea, how are things going with you?

Aunty Shakky asked and I looked at her in the review mirror.

What do you mean?

I asked.

You know with that whole thing that's been happening to you.

She said while I sigh and look back at the window.

I'm glad to be back, but I can't stand JM and Grandpa arguing all of the damn time.

I said and it was quiet for a moment until Uncle asked me a question.

They are arguing?

I nodded and pulled my phone out of my pocket.

Yeah, JM thinks that it was Grandpa's fault.

I said while I started texting my friend Martha.

Probably it is his fault.

Aunty mumbled. Uncle elbow Aunty and she glared at him.

Why did you do that?

Because you are being a jerk, right now.

I'm not being a jerk.

Yes, you are. Think about how Saturn felt when he lost Andrea? He probably beat himself up thinking that it was his fault for losing her.

Why do you feel bad for the old man when you just punch him in the face not too long ago?

Yeah, he is a jerk, but still that was pretty low what you just did.

They whispered to each other. I pull out my Bluetooth and put them in my ear to block out all of the arguing. I hope that I won't have to deal with this when I make it there.

A couple of hours later the road started turning into dirt and there were more trees than there were buildings.

In front of us was a sign that said, "Welcome to New world ville". To be honest this whole place kept giving me cowboy and cowgirl vibes and I didn't like it not one bit.

Aunty Shakky had a turn in a little town that has a bunch of small buildings and the building looks like they were very old and there were people going inside of them.

Like that one building looks like it was about to fall down and people are still going into that building. Like what the fuck?

As we were passing through the town people were smiling at us and waving. Aunty and Uncle started waving back. A chubby guy with a plain red T-shirt had signal Aunty to come to him.

I tried to get Aunty to drive past him, but she ignored me and drove towards him. She rolled down the window and the man came up to the car.

Hey guys, so the truck had finally come in and look what I got.

The guy said while showing them a bag of what seems like red hot dog meat? Aunty and Uncle face lit up when they saw those red hot dogs.

Oh my gosh they finally came?

Aunty asked while he nodded and gave them the bag. They said their thanks and started driving off. Please, tell me they are not going to eat that?

Aunty then turns into a wooden area and a couple of minutes later we were in a neighborhood that was in the fucking woods!

The fucking woods! Why is the neighborhood in the woods? I already wanted to go home because I can't stand this. I don't understand why Grandpa can't let me stay with Uncle Warcury.

Like, Uncle Warcury is far away and he has a pool. Not only will I be away from the woods I will be in a fucking pool.

We then pull into their driveway. Aunty stops the car and turns away in smiles at me.

I know it will be scary to move to a whole different place, but I promise you that you will love it here.

Aunty, why is this place in the woods?

She then sighs and gets out of the car. Uncle laughed and got out of the car too.

Andrea, follow me. I'm going to show you to your room.

Aunty said while I followed her inside of the house. In her living room was Hancock sitting on the couch with this boy that I don't know. He had short black hair and big brown round eyes and he had a scar under one of his eyes and he wears a straw hat.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Shakky, I didn't know you were coming here this early?

A guy with shoulder length black hair with a cowboy hat and freckles going across his cheek said while Aunty smiled at him.

Yeah, I have to come back early because you know family problems.

She said while he chuckled. He looked at me and smiled.

And who might this be?

He asked while Aunty wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

This is my niece, Andrea, and she will be living with us for now on.

She said.

Nice to meet you, Andrea, I'm Ace.

He said and before I could say anything the guy who was on the couch came up to me with a huge smile on his face.

Hello, I'm Luffy, Ace's little brother.

Hello, Aunty, you were going to show me to my room?

Aunty chuckled and led me to my room. My room was empty and the only thing that was in the room was a bed. Aunty left me alone. I sat on my bed and pulled out my phone and started texting my friend.

Ace!

Luffy!

Help me carry the stuff to Andrea's room.

Uncle ordered them while I was trying to send the text to Martha, but the stupid connection wouldn't allow me. Please, don't tell me I can't use my phone?

I can't deal with this if I can't send a simple text to my fucking friend. My door is open and Ace was carrying my dresser.

Hey, Andrea, what do you want me to put this at?

He asked and I looked at him.

You can put that right there.

I said while pointing at an empty space by my closet. After Luffy, Ace, and Uncle helped me put my stuff in my room Ace and Luffy had left and Uncle went to the living room.

I went to the living room and saw Aunty and Uncle sitting on the couch.

Is there something wrong with the connection because I can't send a text to my friend?

I asked them.

Yeah, your phone won't work over here, so we will have to get you a phone that is from here...

-The end:)

[r0-boat]

Got inspired by reading some fanfics about a reader giving the silent treatment to their f/o and it got me wondering…

How would your ocs Silas, Cole, and Holt react if their s/o got upset with them and gave them the silent treatment?

👀

Hell yeah

OC's: Holt, Cole, and Silas reaction to S/o being upset and giving silent treatment

(hey I have OC's and I write OCX reader if you're interested ;) )

Holt

As soon as you see your tears well up from the argument he just rolls his eyes and goes out for a smoke. The next morning he wakes up usually you're so chatty but this time, you're silent. As quiet as a mouse, even as he grunts a 'morn'n', you don't say anything. Silent treatment? Really??? Whatever, He doesn't care.

Spoiler: he does. He cares a lot, He's grown so used to your constant chatting He gets antsy when he can't hear you. Even if he doesn't respond back he's always listening. He's more irritable. He just wants you to stop that stupid silent treatment, That shit's for babies anyway not like it's working.

When he finally hits the boiling point he just yells He breaks "fine, I'm sorry there?! Can you stop being so quiet now? Freaking me the fuck out. I'll do anything."

You're angry at him and it's not right He doesn't feel right when you're not talking to him like normal. And he's weirdly upset when you're mad at him. What the fuck is happening to him??

Cole

He goes away to cool off storming out the house. When he comes back dinner is being cut but you don't say a word to him. You must be so mad at him, All right he'll give you some space then. However the next day you're still mad at him. It's starting to worry him. His heart is starting to hurt. He misses you so much. You're physically there but you're not there... He must have hurt you pretty bad.

Cole can be soft, under that hard snarky exterior that's a man who loves you. He wraps his arms around you. He sets a freshly picked (very messy) bouquet of wildflowers on the counter "I'm sorry darling. I did not mean to say those words. I did not know how much they hurt."

He knows that sometimes he can be a bit of a blockhead His anger gets in the way, and he says things he does not mean. He needs to work on that, which He is trying to figure out.

When he wants to make it up to you he means that. He's grateful to have you and he doesn't want to lose any more people he loves.

Cw: Yandere character below, unhealthy relationship dynamic ahead, manipulative behavior, obsessive behavior, love bombing

Silas

Oh...oh dear. It must be something about rules that he set that he will not budge. Silas thrives on his lover's attention and he does not do well with silent treatment. He is royalty and he is used to getting whatever he wants.

He will find a way to get your attention back. Without changing his rules. His rules are there to 'protect' you and his rules are firm. Whether it be physical gifts or affection He will crank up his normal love bombing behavior.

The longer you go with that silent treatment the crazier he becomes. Please darling talk to him He can't stand at this quiet!! He needs you in his arms, don't you see?! He needs that attention. He'll try to get your eyes to look at him one way or another. Perhaps he should fake a sparring accident. He might be wounded... But it's worth it if you could hear your pretty voice repeat his name.

[changelingwrites]

What You Aren't Allowed To Want: Notes & Extras

Okay, I took a nap! And now that my brain isn't just the same 26 pages scorched onto the insides of my eyelids I can actually Talk about them! Beware: This is a fuckin' long one.

Extras before I get to my Many Notes:

I cut out a Whole Thing where Kaz realizes that while his new little trick Does Work in the moment...it will backfire if there isn't another Physical Person in the aftermath. It was specifically a scene where instead of his head clearing everything hit Worse and he started sobbing and spiraling about being unwanted. It felt redundant and also...kinda cruel, so I cut it.

Originally, I planned for Inej to follow him. The fic would've started with Kaz recounting the night and all the scenes we saw in the merch mansion and he would be snapped out of his memories by the realization that Inej had been following him for Some Time. They would get into an argument and the entire time he was being rude on auto-pilot he would be panicking about how fucked his head must be if she was following him for That Long and he didn't notice.

Jesper and The Laces:

"Why is it Always Jesper?" This one is simple and short so it's going first. Without maybe spoiling anything I plan to write in the future. It's a trust thing. Kaz wants to prove that he trusts Jesper no matter how many times Jesper feels like he's fucked up, and Jesper wants to know that Kaz trusts him. Jesper is the only one who ties or unties Kaz's laces besides himself.

The whole Thing with Wylan:

"Wylan seemed really mad the second he showed up. What the fuck is up with that?" I love writing vicious Wylan is the main reason. I read those two scenes in SOC and Crooked Kingdom where he just Yells at Kaz for being a dick until he is literally forced to either walk away or someone steps between them and "Wylan Has A Temper" Was a part of his characterization forever for me. But! In a less meta-sense! I feel like after Finally getting to a place where he's safe and not in an abusive or dangerous situation he is Very sensitive to anyone trying to tell him what to do or control him. Obviously this leads to him and Kaz "Why would I tell anyone the plan, they should just do as I say" Brekker butting heads. Finally, its stated that he's stressed out already and he just came home to his partner in pre-heat trying to duck out the nearest exit without being seen. He's Gonna Throw A Pillow Or Two.

"They shared a heat together???" Mhm! And I! Might write about it! Cause this one was Rough and I kinda wanna contrast it with something that's Just Fluff

"Kaz compares himself to Wylan A Lot doesn't he?" Oh he sure does! Now there is the obviously stated "To Kaz, Wylan is a 'good omega' and he's Not" of it all. But also! Did y'all catch the way he talked about other barrel omegas? The "nameless faceless souls" bit? Wylan isn't scared of his designation the way Kaz is. Just somethin' to think about.

The Nina and Kaz Scene(s): I do not know what has Possessed me since writing CTC but I am obsessed with the dynamic between these two. I'm pretty sure I've never even read a fic where they were like the Primary Relationship but I have a whole song to daydream about their nonsense to. Truly Bewitched.

First thing is just a little fun fact. Did you notice the mirror actions between Kaz and Nina at dinner? When he walks in and says he's leaving she looks at Matthias (presumably silently asking why the fuck he didn't tell her something was wrong) and Matthias avoids her eyes. During dinner when Inej says she knows Kaz looks at Wylan (presumably to ask why the fuck he snitched to Inej) and Wylan does The Same Thing

"Char, this is the Second Time you have mentioned Nina wearing Kaz's clothes." It sure is! And I will not confirm or deny whether that is A Thing for them (it totally is)

"Is Nina using a strap or not?" I personally subscribe to the "All alphas have dicks" flavor of omegaverse writing but it was left unspecified on purpose just like Kaz's bits were left unspecified on purpose (even though I did state my preference in the tags cause I'm not a coward)

"Does Nina always top?" A fantastic question! I thank me for asking it! No, she doesn't. They actually, truly, flip a coin to decide who tops. They have to or they'll just sit on the bed naked and bickering for upwards of like an hour. Kaz isn't allowed to flip (cause he'll cheat) so he's the one that calls. Nina does always dom with Kaz though cause there's no way she's letting that canal rat tell her what to do (lovingly)

This isn't even all of my thoughts. I could genuinely discuss this fic for Hours I'm so proud of how it turned out. I do have an 8am tomorrow though so I'm gonna cut myself off here.

[elesmyly]

Hello hello, may I request more info of the killermare siblings? Because they look so silly and wanna know more about them :33333

HAII!! I'm so happy that you like 'em!

MERCILLES

She is 19 years old, so she's the oldest out of the them. She has been an actress since she was seven years old, since Nightmare had the Power and money to do that, and she's really good in horror movies! She always dresses gothic, with the colors withe, black and purple. She's also lesbian.

When she was really little her life was okay, She didn't get traumatized (surprisengly) in any way...BUT (!!!) When she was 13-14 (because the phases of her Life have really specific ages hehe) she is a obsessed with dolls at a point where She only feels safe if She carries around one of them, because of the neglect she had from Nightmare. Even if Killer tries to be a good father and to be here for Mercilles, she still is more affected from Nightmare. She became really quiet and she was also developing a social anxiety because of how nervous she started getting. She was still famous for her roles in movies, so She was two different people at home (an insecure kid Who had mental breakdowns often) and on set (a pretty and okay teen star). The only people in her life (exept killer) that were there for her were her best friend Taylor and her girlfriend Viorel.

As she grown up a bit, she realized everything Nightmare did to her and started hating him. As soon as she turned 18, she bought her own house, with the Money she got with behing a celebrity, with her girlfriend Viorel!

So, She continued behing a (gothic) movie actress! She is trying to heal from her past, and Viorel is really helping her because she is really affectionate gf.\⁠(⁠>w<⁠)⁠ﾉ

MIDNIGHT

She is the Twin sister of Moonlight, both 16 years old.

She is emo (how she acts, dresses and music taste) and has anger issues. She always looked mad at everything and everyone, but not really as anger but mostly annoyed. As a child her and Moonlight were always together because she had no friends and Moonlight liked staying with her even if she acted bossy. She used to always dress boyish and steal Moonlight's clothes because She hated girly things. She used to always be mad and negative, wich sometimes amused Nightmare but It could also get on his nerves when she would yell (wich was often). She would also feel putted apart from getting most of the attention from people because Moonlight was the favorite and stuff, so she would often hit him out of rage.

She is really reserved and doesn't really like people, she doesn't really like school either (because in my au school EXISTS), she's really and introvert that would Just stay in her room all day reading fanfictions (she for sure is mentally ill)

She does not know her sexuality, maybe she's straight, maybe she's aroace, Who knows? She doesn't really care.

MOONLIGHT

He is the Twin of Midnight, but they are Polar opposites. He Always dressed feminine, even as a child, because in the multiverse there's no really the tought of 'female' and 'male' clothing, since they are skeletons...

He is gay and dates Charcoal sans (wich does not belong to me).

He has adhd, so he was very energetic as a child, and was really dumb (not because he had adhd, but because killer is his father). He would do anything Midnight told him, often getting in trouble. Him and his sister really needed attention 24/7 or else they would end up breaking something.

Since childood he had two best friends, Erica and Pastel. As they went to High school, they were kind of the 'mean girls' (the movie!!) but they pick on who does sonething to them in the First Place, sometimes...

He is the only positive one of the siblings because he didn't get traumatized as a child, he was kind of the favorite ig?? Because his sisters would get yelled at because they knowed what they were doing, but Moonlight didn't even think on his own- (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠)

And uhm.... That's all the lore i can think of right now, feel free to ask more questions, I would really appreciate it !! :3

[sunnyie-eve]

12 | On Tape

Series: Heinous

Paring: Billy Loomis x OFC ! Stu Macher x OFC ! Mickey Altieri x OFC

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: attacked, death?

| MASTERLIST |

"Allison!" He calls out but she ignores him. "Allie!" She hears him follow her out. "Are you mad at me for saying I think it might be Randy?" He asks causing her to hit him upside the head.

"Yes! That's my best friend and I know Randy. He could never do something like this. Don't say I did the same about Billy and Stu because I never said they weren't capable of it." She watches his face. "Deep down I had a feeling it was them but I ignored it. But Randy, Randy Meeks, couldn't." She snaps at him annoyed.

"I'm sorry but I was just saying who could be suspects."

"We all are suspects, Mickey. It could be you and you can be playing me just like Billy and Stu. Then I'll feel stupid in the end all over for having feelings for a psychotic killer!" I huff.

"Al-,"

She cut him off, "I just want space from you right now." She walks off from him.

When Allison gets to where Dewey and Randy were, she pulls up a seat to their table, "What are you two talking about?" She asks them.

"Someone is trying to make a sequel and I'm getting to the rules." Randy tells her. "Number one: the body count is always bigger. Number two: the death scenes are always much more elaborate; more blood, more gore. Carnage Candy. Your core audience just expects it. And number three: if you want your sequel to become a franchise, never ever-," Dewey cuts Randy off.

"How do we find the killer, Randy? That's what I wanna know." He asks.

"Oh. Let's look at the suspects. There's Derek. The obvious boyfriend. Hello, Billy Loomis. The guy's premed, and his pity-me surface wound conveniently missed every major vein and artery." Randy goes off.

"So you think it's Derek?" Dewey asks.

"I don't. He's very different compared to Billy." Allison speaks up to tell them.

"Not so fast. Let's assume the killer, or 'ers, has a half a brain. He's not a Nick at Nite rerun type of guy. He wants to break some new ground. Right? So forget the boyfriend. It's tired. Who else do we got? Mickey, the freaky Tarantino film student. But if he's a suspect, so am I. So let's move on." Randy tells him.

"Let's not move on. Maybe you are a suspect." Dewey tells him.

"Well, if I'm a suspect, you're a suspect." Randy says so Dewey says let's move on.

"Hallie, and, or, Lia." Randy says making me huff.

"The roommates?" Dewey asks and they go on a rant about it's okay to change at times. Then they mention Gale being the killer too.

"Speaking of how I know all about obsession... I was right about Billy, who was obsessed with you." Randy looks at Allison.

"And?" She gives him a look.

"Mickey is too. He's almost more obsessed than Billy and Stu were combined." He says making Dewey look at her.

"He-he's n-not obsessed with me like that." She stutters.

"Yes, he is. Always up on you. Filming you..." Randy lists things.

"It's not like that, Randy."

"Then what? Don't tell me you two are a secret thing. Him? Him out of so many other people?" He eyes her.

"It's complicated... Why don't we just go talk to Gale?" She changes the topic and they get up to go talk to her.

"All right. Let's just assume the killer is repeating Woodsboro." Gale gets a call but ends it.

"That's doesn't explain the girls getting attacked. They weren't killed in Woodsboro." Dewey tells them.

"Wasn't for a lack is trying. The killer's trying to finish what was started." Randy tells them.

"Sid's under protection, right? Why isn't Allison?" Gale asks.

"Yeah. Because the killer says they wanted Sid dead not Allison." Dewey tells her and her phone rings again so she yells at the guy.

"You're forgetting something. In Woodsboro, there were more victims before the homestretch." Gale says so Allison cut in.

"Our principal, Tatum... your camera man." She calls them out and Gale's new camera says he doesn't want to hear it so he leaves them.

"If the killer is following a pattern, then maybe we can figure out who's next." Gale says and Allison glances at Randy. She had a feeling he could be the Tatum this time around. She was Sidney's and her best friend and now that was Randy.

"I wouldn't follow a killer's pattern. We were all involved in Woodsboro. Could be any of us." Dewey says making him and Gale argue.

This time it was Allison's phone that starts ringing and she just looks at it before answering it, "Hello?" She asks as the three stare at her.

"I'm not interrupting anything, am I? You four look deep in thought." The killer speaks.

"It's the killer. He can see us." She tells the group.

"Just keep him on the phone." Dewey tells her before leaving with Gale.

"Why are you calling me and not Sidney?" Allison asks as Randy stays with her.

"You'll never find me." They tell her as Randy looks around.

"You gonna answer me?" She shouts, making them laugh.

"Give me the phone." Randy takes it from her. "Is that the best you can do? Because Billy and Stu were much more original." Randy tells the Killer as Allison looks around staying close to him. "Fuck you!" Randy shouts into the phone.

He ends up running to a guy and a group of people bump into Allison blocking her from getting to Randy. She gets stuck with them before she pushes through and realizes she lost Randy. She starts to panic while looking around. "RANDY!"

"RANDY!" She screams when she sees the news van windows crack and sees it rocking. "RANDY!" She runs over trying to open the door but can't. She could hear him struggling and groaning as he got stabbed. "STOP!" She screams rushing to the drivers door opening it making the killer stop to go at her.

She gets stabbed in the shoulder where she was stabbed last time she was in the news van. But this time it was worst as they twisted it before shoving her to the ground. Allison's head bounces off the sidewalk causing her to black out.

The next thing she knew she was waking up in the station with my shoulder bandaged up, "What do you remember?" Dewey asks her as he sits next to her.

"I tried to save Randy but failed. I remember opening the driver's side door getting the killers attention. They came at me stabbed me in the shoulder and knocked me to the concrete. It should've been me and not him."

"Randy isn't dead yet. He might make it due to you intervening. He was stabbed quite a lot but they said you stopped the killer from cutting his throat. But again, he might or might not. It's all up to him." Dewey lets her know.

"I wish Billy and Stu just killed all of us. None of this would be happening." She punches the table.

"Clam down." He says as they hear Cotton coming in with Sidney, Hallie, and her guards.

Sidney sees Allison crying and it hits her not seeing Randy with them. As Dewey talks to Sidney, Allison leaves going to the bathroom and stares at herself in the mirror. Before leaving the bathroom she cleans up her hand since she punched the mirror breaking it some.

Allison is told no one is allowed after dark and that she had to stay in her room. As she was leaving she hears Joel tell Gale that he's done and the crowd footage he's done is stuck in the van because it's a crime scene. If the killer really was watching and relishing every minute, then he's be there on a tape.

As Allison makes her way to the van she bumps into Mickey, "Where are you going speedy? Someone chasing you? Wait, what happened to your shoulder?" He realizes she was hurt.

"The killer. They killed Randy so there went him as a suspect for you." She walks past him not in the mood still with him.

"Wait, what? You need to take a break, Allison." He grabs her arm pulling her back.

"I can't take a break! Randy is dead! He was killed, Mickey!" She cries to him, "You don't know how much he meant to me." She tugs her arm away walking again.

"Where are you going?" He follows her.

"To the news van. I need to get something out of there."

"You are gonna take evidence from crime scene?" He quicken his pace.

"Yes. There's a tape in there that can show us who the killer is. I'm not missing that chance."

"Are you crazy?" He shouts at her.

"Yes I am. I'm pissed and I wanna catch this fucker before anyone else dies." She stops at the yellow tape.

"Are you really going past that?" He looks down at her.

"Watch me." She lifts the tape and rushes over to the van looking for the bag and takes it quickly.

"I can't believe you right now." He follows her away.

"I don't care. Don't you understand I have to watch these... I don't want wanna lose Dewey next or Sidney, Hallie, fuck even Gale, Derek... You..." She gives him a look.

"You plan on sneaking into film to watch a tape? There's a curfew tonight. You can't." He tells her and she rolls her eyes at him.

"When have you ever been one for rules? Never so you can either meet me tonight or not." She leaves him going to the dorms.

Back in Sidney's room she was shocked that Allison wasn't leaving with her, but Allison told her she had to check something out later at night. Also Allison told her she needed to be safe compared to her because they want her dead more.

At night when Allison sneaks her way to the film building she sees Mickey waiting outside for her, "Glad that you decide to join me." She tells him.

"Well I have a key, you don't." He shows it to her by dangling it in her face.

"I would've found a way in, trust me." She tells him as they go inside the building.

[mirophobic]

im sorry if i made you mad

percy jackson x aphrodite!reader ;; part two too "i just wanted the flag" , y/n used, a tinsy tiny bit of angst... , Clarisse is very ooc 😭

ep 2 / chapter 9

part one

"LISTEN CLARISSE, IM SORRY" y/n says while getting scolded by the brunette, "sorry doesn't fix what we lost" she shouts back. "its a game! you'll get over it!" y/n yells stomping away, a few of the other campers take notice of the 2 arguing, its not uncommon for them to be fighting, in fact their toe to toe almost every day.

"dont walk away from me, y/n!" Clarisse follows the h/c to her cabin, "i thought we were done, you yelled at me for fucking up again, i walk away, done." she rolls her eyes and turns around. " you need to either back off, or learn to make your powers useful" Clarisse points at her chest.

they were friends, at least they used to be, before Clarisse became a power obsessed manic. they met when they were 3 before they knew they were demi-gods.

cabin 10 was currently empty, other than the two standing in between her bunk and a vanity. "what happened to you, you were never like this before" y/n mentions, "people change, it's called puberty." Clarisse snaps back. y/n sighs sitting down on her pink sheets, "just get out" she says. the brunette doesn't say anything instead she walks out passing Percy, who was about to walk in the cabin.

"um... hey" y/n turns around to see the blonde standing at the door, "newbie, what do i owe the pleasure?" she smiles at him and he steps in, "i have a question." she nods.

"earlier, during capture the flag, you told me to go get you my own flag for you, and i did, what happened?" he asks, she smiles "charm-speak." she says proudly, "one of the awesome powers i get from my mother." Percy nods "will i get a power from my dad?" he takes a few steps closer. y/n nods "cool.." the room stays silent for a while. "what was Clarisse doing here?" he looks at her.

"yelling, per-usual" she shrugs, "don't worry about it" she stands up and walks over to Percy.

"whats on your mind?" she says. "your very pretty" he smiles before widening his eyes "i didn't mean to say that!" she laughs "charm-speak" she winks before running out of the cabin to find her siblings

time skip !

it was now night time and the camp was having a party to celebrate the blue team winning capture the flag again.

"y/n!" she turns her head down to the person yelling her name, it was Kayla, one of the Apollo kids "the new kid is looking for you!!" she yells again, "why?" she stares at the ginger. "he says he wants to show you something!! "y/n sighs "tell him i'm in a tree by the pond!" she smiles at Kayla as she runs off to go tell Percy. she lays her head against the tree.

Percy walks over to the tree "hey!" she stares at him, "hello Percy" she bows her head sarcastically "why are you up there?" he asks. she smiles widely "its peaceful, you should join me." he thinks for a second then starts climbing. "Kayla said you had something to show me" she looks at him "i lied, i just wanted to see you again" he grunts holding on to a sturdy branch and pulling himself up.

"why?" she asks, "we're friends now aren't we?" she smiles sadly, she hasn't really had a good friend since Clarisse, "yeah, of course we are' he finally sits on the branch next to her, "i got assigned a quest" Percy says, "seriously? congrats Percy!" she hits his shoulder while he smiles, "Chiron said, i could bring 2 people with me, i was thinking about taking you" he looks at her for any kind of reaction, but it wasn't the reaction he expected. her smile turned into a frown and her shoulders dropped. "no, i can't go with you" his eyebrows furrowed "why not?" she shook her head "i cant help you" she laughs sadly. "take Annabeth, shes strong, and independent. and she'll be happy to go on a quest for once." Percy looks at the water, "i wont see you for a while" he says. he looks at her and sees her hand with four of her fingers curled in and her pinky sticking out.

"then promise me you'll come back"

he wraps his pinky around hers, "i promise"

they smile at each other

[howdoesagrapewrites]

ooo if you don't mind me sliding a request into your inbox then how about a yandere pavitr and gayatri

𝙎𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙣

Cw: yandere/lovesick!Pavitr and Gayatri x gn!reader, obsessive behavior, delusion, unhealthy relationships, manipulation, mention of kidnapping

Notes: I'm so excited about this request ong

>Pavitr is delusional, he thinks all he does is for the sake of Mumbattan and his partners, he does not perceive his behavior as negative, and will react badly to being contradicted

>Gayatri in the other hand, is a little more self aware, enough to know your fight or flight response can be triggered anytime if they lack discretion with their more... Unconventional practices

>Pavitr is obsessive by nature, but as a yandere he's more on the protective side, he doesn't think you'd ever leave him, after all, you three have a perfect relationship (or so says his delusions) but he does worry about your safety

>Gayatri does worry about your safety, but her biggest fear is that any of you would leave, she's more relaxed about Pavitr because, well, he cannot physically be more in love, but you, you could leave, and she cannot allow that to be a possibility

>What I think gives them extra points as yanderes, is that they don't work as a duo, but as couple, they're madly in love with eachother just like they're head over heels for you, so you're less likely to question their actions when you see them interacting with the other just like they do with you

>Pavitr acts like a manipulator, but he isn't, he just voices his feelings to you, and it sounds like manipulation. But Gayatri is, she will use every tool on the box to keep you with them

>It's not something Gayatri enjoys, but she's more likely to get verbally aggressive in an emotional outburst than Pav

>Her words are most likely to be directed to you, but Pavitr also gets a piece of it sometimes

>"You're out all night and you don't even call! How am I suppose to trust you this way! How am I supposed to trust you with Y/N?! You're a cheater! A liar! You just want to leave us!" Tears spill from her eyes, yelling with a broken voice, Pavitr comes close to her and softly but firmly grabs her wrists so she can't hit him, she hugs her tightly until her breathing stabilizes, whispering how much he loves her, how much he loves being with you, how he'd be caught dead before even looking at someone else

>Pavitr is low-key a masochist, he feels terribly guilty when he fails to save people as spiderman, or when he has to leave you to go on patrol, so he accepts every mean thing you or Gayatri have to say, and he even feels a little comforted if you're upset about him leaving, because that means you love him just as much as he does

>Gayatri spoils you both so much, clothes, spa days, books, skincare, jewelry (and you know indian jewelry is 🔛🔝), whatever you want. She does this in hopes of making you dependent on her, but it's also because she loves gift giving even as a sane lover

>If ever so much as say the word "leave" or "break-up" they're both having full on panic attacks and clinging to you for dear life

>Although if it's really serious, Gayatri acts cold and mean to you, calling a liar and a coward, she'll try to calm Pavitr and glare at you, using his reaction to manipulate you and make you see how much of a bad person you are to make poor sweet Pav behave this way

>If you seem like you're up to something (maybe escaping) Gayatri would use her influence to tell everyone you're mad, that your words cannot be trusted as you are experiencing a really bad maniac episode, but it's okay, they still love you, and take you back

>This strategy is powerful and unless you have a really really trusted friend (that it's already difficult with how clingy they are) who would believe you, you're pretty much screwed, everyone you know will send you back to them

>In case you haven't noticed, Gayatri is definitely the one that would kidnap you, but she really wants you to stay by your own free will

>But of you did manage to escape from them, they'll search for you, Pavitr would be satisfied just stalking you and occasionally stealing your stuff, but Gayatri isn't

>"Baby, don't worry, they do love us, it's just that they are so confused, it's not their fault, we need to find them so they can be safe, Y/N cannot be trusted with their own safety" she kisses her boyfriend's forehead and calms him down so they can start looking for you already

>Now, if you're okay with their yandere tendencies, it's just heaven

>They're so attentive and will shower you with love and gifts every second of the day, they may even allow you to go outside alone (not for too long ofc)

>They're both extremely clingy and sometimes keep you bound to bed for cuddle sessions that last DAYS, don't worry about food, you can order whatever you want:3

>Gayatri may be more dangerous, but they're both at your feet, if you were a manipulative person, it's okay, they'll do whatever you want, just don't leave

>They both love to kiss you for hours, until your lips are bruised and you feel dizzy from the lack of air

>As long as you're docile, they're sweet partners who may have a few screws loose, but love you endlessly