#kidsh

[bonjourbinch]

i PROMISE you do not have to read lapvona <3 in fact you do not need to read any moshfegh at all pls plss stay safe out there

i sustained damage from 30 pages of rest and relaxation 😭

[the-morningstar-family]

"Oh, oh no... "

Heavily debating between staying with the Hellhound family and following Nova.

"Heck... Nova shouldn't be alone, right?"

Slips into the child's shadow just until she gets help.

~Shade

Just as the pair steps through the entrance, Nova runs and clings to Alastor's leg.

Alastor: “Now, now darling, what has you so out of sorts.”

Alastor's own shadow swirls around shade, hiding in the child's shadow.

Nova: “You should help Willa”

Alastor: “Ah… why don't you stay-”

Nova: “No.”

It is unusually firm for her. Her grip is tighter, and the edges of her mouth go down even further.

Lucifer: “Sweet pea, it probably won't be fun to see-”

Nova: “Felix gets to be there”

The two exchange looks. There goes avoiding stress. The situation is truly infuriating. Not to anyone's fault, but enough to make the radio demon massage the bridge of his nose.

Alastor: “Come on then, let's not delay”

He takes her hand, and makes his way upstairs, closely followed by Lucifer. Since the two hellhounds are lying on the floor, they spot them relatively quickly. Lucifer looks quite helpless, and even though Alastor feels quite similar, he doesn't let it show. When Mama had been delirious with a fever that had slowly sapped at her strength, she had needed a soothing presence. Not more panic.

He sits down next to her, she does not look up. Nova climbs on his lap, and the king follows suit.

Felix, quietly: “Mommy can't get up”

Alastor: “Yes, I fear she cannot”

They sit there in silence, only soft radio static to be heard.

Willa: “I w'nt th's t' st'p.”

Alastor: “This is very tiring, I imagine”

His voice is soft, and she curls up around her boy more. Nova gets out of his hold, sitting closer to Willa. Her small hands pet her hair, similarly how Alastor does with her when distressed. The hellhound's breathing shutters.

Lucifer: “You're doing great, really. I know it doesn't look like it…”

Felix stays there, still not moving an inch from his mommy. He looks painfully confused at the angel and the demon.

Felix: “Why don't you make her better?”

Alastor: “We would if we could, dear”

A small growl comes out of him. Willa tucks him closer, sobbing again.

Lucifer: “Would you like to go back to bed?”

She breathes out, hard and tense. Like she's fighting to not scream. But she nods, and doesn't fight when the king scoops her and Felix up, and brings her to her room. She doesn't move away when they tug her in. But she doesn't look them in the eyes either. And more concerning; she doesn't react when they gently pull Felix away, and lead the reluctant kids out.

Alastor: “Willa, dear.”

He sits in front of her again, but she looks off into the middle distance.

Alastor: “Can you tell me what happened?”

Slowly, her eyes wander to him.

Willa: “Th' kidsh wan'ed t' pl'y. I c'ldn' ge' th're.”

The words drag out, she is visibly tired. And the deer feels slightly paralysed by how he can't stop this either.

Willa: “I c'ldn' ge' th're…”

Alastor: “I… we cannot stop what is happening to you. But we can do our best to help, to get you something as a relieve.”

She listens, defeat showing in her face.

Alastor: “It his a hard step to take, but… it might be time for that wheelchair.”

Her ears lower. Curling up again, she nods, tears flowing down. With soft motions, he takes her hands.

Alastor: “Thank you, dear. You are being incredibly brave.”

Until her eyes droop and she falls asleep, he stays. He ignores how his back hurts more while sitting on the floor. Nor does he leave a thought to the aches when he gets up and outside to let her rest.

Lucifer: “The kids play with Charlie, I hope they're a bit more distract-”

Swiftly, he hold the angel close. Closing his eyes, he can see his mother on the bed. Gaunt unmoving, the ever loving eyes so incredibly dull. A bit of guilt bubbles in his stomach, feeling just as selfish as the public thinks of him. It is unfair to muddle this together, and he cursed his brain mentally.

How lucky that the king's touch drag him out of his spiraling thoughts.

Lucifer, soothing: “We're in this together Hun”

Alastor: “And I am grateful for that. I simply wish there was more we could do”

Lucifer: “Yeah… me too”

[asknerdyalastor]

Hello dear friend,

My brother has requested I contact you to ask your opinion on the plastic toy known as “legos” I know it was founded a year before your unfortunate and undeserving demise, as well as being in Denmark, however I am sure if legos did not make there way to hell than duplo’s or megablock’s most certainly did.

I look forward to your riveting reply,

- Zyn

"Legosh have infact made it to hell! Although I don't play with them being I conshider myshelf too old to. It ish quite fun to shee people shtep on them though! Their reactionsh are absholutely hilarioush! Lucky for me I've never shtepped on one and if I ever did, my shoesh would prevent me from feeling anything. Also Megablocksh and Duplosh have made it to hell ash well. They're lessh fun to shee people step on but the kidsh get very creative when using them to hurt others!"

[lovekenney]

He used to call me DN That stood for Deadly Nightshade Cause I was filled with poison But blessed with beauty and rage Jim told me that He hit me and it felt like a kiss Jim brought me back Reminded me of when we were kidsHe used to call me DN That stood for Deadly Nightshade Cause I was filled with poison But blessed with beauty and rage Jim told me that He hit me and it felt like a kiss Jim brought me back Reminded me of when we were kids

[diabolocracy]

Every time I trawl the tags for more dummies to block I am subjected to the shittest takes of mankind and man this flavor of shit takes the cake lol,

"All ProShippers are pedophiles who use media (often anime) to enact their perverse fantasies of wanting to have sex with children"

I'd get cancelled for realsies if I voiced my real thoughts but seriouslyyyy where is this "all proshipprsh like the lolishosh and all lolishosh wanna fuck real kidsh ☝🤓" bullshit even coming from lmao? The tick tocks? Literal brain rot app? 'Cause it's clearly rotting some people's brains--assuming they even started off life with one to rot in the first place.

In case the idiot I am quoting crawls through the proship general tags to work themselves up into a frothy rage like some antis love to do because they lack constructive hobbies,

Proship, noun Definition: A ship and let ship stance wherein one respects another's taste in fiction whether or not it's their own cup of tea. Often comes with the knowledge of utilizing tags, blacklists, and block buttons to curate one's own feed/timeline/space, and the maturity to do so without pitching a childish pissy fit over differences in tastes regarding fiction. Etymology: Pro as in "for," ship as in "relationship (as pertaining to fictional characters)."

Proshippers aren't a hivemind. I fucking loathe lolisho so I avoid it. On the flip side, I fucking love eroguro, but a lot of other proshippers fucking loathe that. So you know... They avoid it.

Hell not every proship-aligned person even likes the animes or has "perverse fantasies." Some of them only do fluffy cutesy diabetes-inducing shit. Because again,

Proshippers aren't a hivemind.

We don't all like the same shit. We just have the maturity to block and avoid the shit we don't like and don't consider it some Catholic-flavored moral impurity and failing on others for liking whatever the fuck that I guess a lot of Catholics antis seem to lack. Wowie!!!

[kaitkingthewriter]

If

If he hits youHe will hit your kidsHe will kick your petsHe will break your stuffHe will fuck your world… #walkawayfromviolence

[sylviareviar]

"Ju- Judai..." Relief blossomed over the girl's face. Her ankle rolled forward just as his gaze met hers, and the impact on her knees as the ground plummeted towards her barely registered in her head, even as it landed on the asphalt with a loud knock.

Muffled voices barely registered in her mind. Did she recognize them? They sounded vaguely familiar. Almost like they were really important to her. Her mind shut down completely, however, as the middle-aged man in Judai's grasp continued flailing about helplessly.

"Y-you witch!" he cried, jabbing an accusatory finger at Sylvia's unconscious body. "Takin' the kidsh, an'-- hic! --an' then leavin' me! You an' yer shtupid pink hair... broadsh like you oughtta know yer-- hic! --place! That'll teash you, Margaret!"

@sylviareviar x

Judai had also been out running errands, being the first time in a bit that he's been able to do so since team 5D's had gotten his documents in order and not be arrested for merely existing in New domino.

They'd also been nice enough to grant him access to a duel runner, one that admittedly was not his style for now- but it worked nevertheless. He could customize it whenever he wished anyway, so it hadn't been a big deal.

It was taking some getting used to to not hear the sound of a motorcycle revving its engine when he coaxed it to go. A part of him willed himself to see how fast this baby went- but for now... He was going the speed limit. But it didn't make it any less freeing.

'Judai-' came the mental prod from Yubel. 'Look'

At her mental prompting, he slows down enough to see a man with a very familiar pinkette in the grocery parking lot. His hand gripped the throttle and sped up as his mind registered the man looming over his friend as he changed direction and headed straight toward them instead.

At the last moment, Judai abandoned his D-wheel all together, lunging and taking the drunkard down with him in a flurry of curses and sputters, pain sliced through his arms and shoulder, stinging with the alcohol as he wrestled it out of his hands.

Pinning him, panting. He looked up to regard Sylvia. "You alright?" The man was very much still conscious, wriggling and trying to get out of his grasp, but he oh so easily held him down. The sound of his D-wheel finally sliding to a stop infront of the store doors made him wince. .. He was going to have to deal with that later.

[kiyoshithekidd]

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[gnabnahc]

gleaming, twinkling, eyes like sinking ships on waters so inviting, i almost jump in

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[queenxfjustice]

Shinigami.

That was the name she'd been given over the last year. She stared down at the man cowering at her feet, his face bloodied and broken from being crushed under her combat boot. He looked pathetic, blubbering and sobbing like a baby as he desperately grasped at her tight black denim jeans. "P-Puhleesh!" He begged. "Shinigami, pleesh! I haff kidsh!"

You should have thought about your kids before you ruined my sister's life, She thought.

Her helmeted head turned toward the gaping wounds pleading at her to spare him. Makoto felt nothing towards this useless piece if meat. In her eyes, he was just another cow for slaughter. She crouched down, leather-gloved hand reaching out to snatch at the tuft of hair still attached to his skull and forced the man to look her in the eye. From behind the tinted visor of her helmet, her eyes seemed to glow a deep red. Fear crossed the man's broken features, blood, tears and spit dribbling down his chin.

His scream was bloodcurdling as she quickly moved to snap his neck. The scream was cut short as the life drained from his eyes and he stopped breathing.

She let the man's head drop back to the ground with a loud thud. That was the last of them. This branch of the clan had been wiped out entirely by one woman.

The sound of someone entering the building made her tense up. She quickly hid herself in the shadows and watched closely. The man now entering the room was none other than the Phantom Spider - a vigilante who had been both the bane and the saviour of the Tokyo Police Department.

"Shit," she whispered to herself. Maybe he'd see the bodies, get freaked out and leave. But she doubted that.

Death clad in Leather

[Plotted starter for @queenxfjustice]

He was so tired...

He was late to work because some idiot decided to rob a bank with a giant wheel at 4 AM, meaning he had to stay at the lab late again to keep on schedule. And now, because he hates himself, he was out patrolling the streets in his usual fashion even though he's had like... 5 hours of sleep at best.

But the city needed him, so here he was, swinging through Shinjuku half asleep.

Then again, what else would he be doing? Aside from sleeping at a reasonable hour. Outside of his work with Dr. Fujiwara, he didn't really have anything else. No friends, no family in town since Sojiro passed. It was just him, alone against the world.

Just like it had been for the last eight years.

But tonight, something was different. Even as tired as he was, he noticed very little of the usual suspects were out and about. Usually, there were Yakuza every other block, strolling around like they owned the place.

Tonight, there were none. Why?

It was odd... and that unnerved him. If they weren't here, they were likely back at their base. And if they called in everyone... something big was going down.

He picked up his pace, swinging in as fast as he could go. He didn't know exactly where their hideout was, at least not for this clan, but he'd narrowed it down to a couple of blocks downtown. And with any luck-

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHH!!!"

That. That would happen.

The sudden scream wasn't one of a panicked civilian. It was one of pain, of fear. Someone was taking them out, probably breaking a few bones in the process.

'But who?? Hammerhead owns every cop in Shinjuku, and you'd need an army to get past his guys. The only one stupid enough to do that is... well, me.'

Regardless, it was enough for him to find the place. The door had been kicked down, and there were unconscious bodies scattered all over the floor.

'What the hell? Did a tornado go off in here or something??'

Either that or a bomb.

He walked inside, peaking his head around the corner to see just what on earth was going on here.

"Hello?? Anybody home?"

[morevnamorya]

Kidsh

[feliciteacup]

my geometry teacher sounds like a female version of sid the sloth

[sorakone]

Mother and kid

She got a wild little demon

[duckulamoved]

What if i talked as nauseum about my pokemon oc. Just kidding haha unless....

Lmao I'm not kidding she lives at the battleground buck is her best friend and some of the gym leaders help her realize her potential as a trainer.

She sort of bothers the gym leaders a lot as a kid or buck says she does the leaders aren't really bothered especially when she drops her reporter shtick and starts as king more questions about being a trainer because she really wants to know. Even if its a while before she gets her own pokemon and reallystars being serious about it. She watches all the matches in the battleground intently.

She meets Roxy and Olli in the real during an exhibition match theyre covering. Scared of no one and super excited she introduces herself which ends up a great opportunity for her and really sets up the rest of her life in a way.

She leaves when she's fifteen on a year-long internship where she helps Roxy and Olli broadcast the pokemon contest season. She learns about pokemon journalism and they convince her to compete so they can show their viewers a coordinators journey from the start. Never Scared of new opportunities she agrees.

Before they leave she confronts buck about some of the comments hes made in the past that seemed like friendly banter but she took it to heart and said at first it made her feel bad. But she says she decided she was going to prove she wasnt the irresponsible kidshe used to be and that she can be strong. So the next time they see eachother they will have a battle no matter the time or place. (After she leaves buck is back to training because he knows he's been giving her a needles hard time and he knows her we ll enough to know shes serious)

In the middle she wakes up early everyday to train with her pokemon . she gains a rival who won't stop calling her pokemon weak, Skitty in particular. Skitty rejects a moonstone they find on an expeditionone day because she wants to beat the trainer as she is now. Eventually she does so but doesnt choose the moonstone until a while later. On her own terms.

She catches a couple new pokemon while away from the battleground to join her team of two, of note an eevee in the trophy garden just outside hearthome.

She does with hard work make it to the finals of the competition. And though they do not wim her andher pokemon put in a good effort and really make known just howhard they worked.

Buck and flint come as a surprise to see the finals and while flint makes dinner reservations to celebrate sky makes good on her challenge to buck she made before she left. And it sounds like a conclusion to a journey but its really just the beginning.

[zerolympiustrife]

ZOS’ short stories 33

Title: Designated Driver (FFVII)

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*Cloud is driving a car, with Barret sitting in the front seat, while Tifa, Aerith, and Yuffie are sitting in the back seat*

Cloud: Y’know, I’m surprised I’m the one taking the role of a designated driver.

Yuffie (drunk): It’sh becaushe you weren’t intrereshted in getting washted tonight!

Aerith (drunk): I am the queen of the planet~!

Tifa (drunk): Why doesh the alcohol go away quickly when you drink water? *Hiccup!*

Barret (drunk): Being shober doeshn’t make you shpecial, shpiky! It jusht makesh you more effi...effishi...effish-

Cloud: Efficient?

Barret: Yesh! That!

Cloud: By the way, how the hell did YOU get drunk, Yuffie?

Yuffie: I don’t know~! I ashked the damn waiter for orange juishe, then I got the orange juishe, but for odd reashon, it looked a little more like root beer!

Cloud: Oh, dear. You must’ve got it confused for Barret’s beer.

Yuffie: I DID?!

Cloud: Yeah, because minutes later, they gave you the orange juice you want.

Yuffie: Oooohhhhh! *Giggles*

Aerith: I can hear voishes in my head!

Cloud: How are you holding up, Aerith?

Aerith (giggling like a madwoman): I’m doing jusht wonderful! I feel like I’m top of the world right now ash we shpeak!

Cloud (chuckling): Good for you.

Aerith: Eee~!

Tifa: Ashk me how I’m doing, CLOUD!

Cloud: How are you doing, Ti-

Tifa: AWESHOME!! I feel like I can finally be true to myshelf right now! Like how much I love you!

*Cloud, checking his surroundings, and seeing that nobody’s around, immediately hits the brakes*

Everyone: Woah!

*Barret and Yuffie roll down their windows and start vomiting*

Aerith (angry): Aaaaahhhhhh! Clooouuud!

Cloud: Hold up, Aerith. *Turns to Tifa* I’m sorry, what did you say?

*Tifa unbuckles her seat, grabs Cloud and pulls him into a deep kiss*

Tifa (kissing): Mmmm!

*Cloud starts freaking out, then Tifa breaks the kiss with saliva trail*

Tifa (face turns more red than it already is): I love you, Cloud! I love you a alot!

Cloud (blushing): I...um...th-thanks...

Tifa: I’ve always loved you shinse we were kidsh! And thish ishn’t the alcohol TALKING! All the other boysh in our village had a crush on me, but they could never compare to you!

*Cloud’s face turns more redder*

Aerith (holding her face): Awwww!

Yuffie (stops vomiting): Are we gonna get the fuck back home or shomething?!

Barret (stops vomiting): Shut up, Yuffie! Let blondie have hish moment!

Cloud (nervously): I...uh...um...I love you too, Tifa. I-I’ve had a crush on you since we were kids...

Tifa (happily): Mmmmmm~! That makesh me sho happy to hear that! A-Alsho, Cloud...I am, really, REALLY shorry that I dragged you into Mt. Nibel becaushe I thought my dead mom wash there! I should’ve taken the blame, and it wash my fault that I put ush in danger.

Cloud (meekly): Um...apology accepted, Tifa.

Tifa (smiling): Eee~! *Pulls him towards her again and gives him a big kiss on the cheek* Mmmmmwah!

Cloud (twiddling his fingers): Um...Hehehe...

Yuffie: LET’SH GO ALREA- *Vomits outside again*

Barret (pats Cloud on the head): Way to go, blon- *Vomits outside again*

*Aerith giggles to herself, slowly falling asleep*