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mayullla · 11 months

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Title: Burned

Character(s): Childe / Tartaglia (Genshin Impact)

Summary: He was your best friend ever since you were kids, you guys were inseparable. You promised that you would be together forever yet you could not feel anything but fear as you looked at from the audience his bloodied clothes and crazed eyes as he was essentially granted permission to have you by the Tsaritsa.

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, yandere themes (obsession), childhood friends to lovers(?) trope

You and Ajax had known each other since you were babies. Having lived close to each other's home it was almost every day that the two of you would meet and play, holding hands as the two of you explored the white-coated forest or stay by each other side drinking hot cocoa by the fire.

To your parents, it looked like the two of you were inseparable when they watched you guys lean on each other, napping quietly with a blanket covering you two. It was cute. When you were like the younger sister and Ajax was the older brother.

Even when Ajax's family grew in size, younger siblings, he never left your side, really still holding your hand tightly as if he didn't want you to go. There were moments when he would be conflicted as his sibling called him from far away, yet he was unable to go as he held your hand.

Even tho he was technically the older brother, he acted almost like an attached puppy toward you. Wherever you go, he would follow you if he was allowed, and when he isn't, there were times when he would whine wanting no more than to play with you.

He watched his siblings all the time, his parents were glad with how dedicated he was to taking care of them but you were special they could see it in the small boy's eyes how he would constantly look for you even when you were not around. How his ears were always sharp, moving immediately when he hears you while they could barely.

His parents and yours would joke that the two of you would marry later when you guys grow up and that they would connect the families through you guys. While most kids would dislike such jokes, finding them disgusting or in their words, "eww!" Ajax would always blush, looking rather hopeful at the idea as he would sneakily glance at you. They thought that this was the future, a few ups, and downs, no doubt, but they thought they could see it.

They didn't know what to do when Ajax suddenly disappeared.

It was a shock to everyone, with fear in their hearts that they had lost someone they desperately search for him. You cried when your parents didn't let you continue searching when it had gotten so late at night, when you looked so hard yet still could not find him. Cried so much that your eyes stung in pain with rashes under your eyes and nose.

After a few days, some gave up looking, and after a month or two, they had to stop. You were broken. It felt like the world collapsed because he was gone, and many pitied you. But you still didn't stop looking for him. Going to the woods where you and him played often, you would call out his name before returning when someone calls you back home. You missed him, you missed him so much and only wished he could come back home.

And he did... just... just that he was different from before.

Found in the middle of the woods, his clothes bloodied and thorn. Many were concerned for the boy, surprised to even see him alive in this freezing nation but most were happy. Till they saw his eyes, lifeless and blank. In the back of their minds, warnings started ringing as they slowed down their steps.

What in the world happened?

Ajax was taken back home, embraced by his family's arms and he also hugged them back just as tight. Being stuck in the abyss for so long all he wanted to see was both his family and... you.

Small steps he could hear that sounded all too familiar to him and impatient knocks on the door his parents were in the kitchen while his siblings were playing with their toys. He was the only one who could open the door, getting up as he headed towards the door, opening it, but before he would see actually you, his body was pushed backward and hands clinging around his neck.

It felt like an invisible weight was lifted from his shoulders. When he looked at you, your face hidden in his shoulder, he was supporting both you and him so that you two would not fall onto the hard floor and tears wet his clothes.

He didn't want you hurt after all, always thinking about you before himself, but when he heard your voice, your cries, that you missed him so much... He couldn't help himself but hug you as tightly.

People around him started treating him differently after he came back. His own personality and attitude had changed too much. He had become jaded even if he was the same boy who still took care of his baby siblings his parents could see it in his eyes, that flame of insanity and a yearning to fight. It hurt his parents, as they were unable to look into his eyes as guilt choked them. But there was one person who didn't change other than his baby siblings who couldn't even realize anything was different.

It was you who continued to stay by his side.

You stay by his side... Ajax knew that you were as innocent and naive as his siblings but held on to this kind of hope that you would be different when you make no mention or found him slipping as he talks about the thrill of fighting. He was your friend you told him, why would you ever leave him?

"I will never ever leave you, Ajax. So you don't have to hide anything from me! We are friends and we will stay together forever! Okay?"

It was naive words, maybe down the line you would regret someday but you didn't know that determined to stay by his side when you saw how Ajax looked at you, his eyes widen like saucers. The hesitation and fear of something that has yet to come... you wished to take all of it away. He was your friend after all.

The hand that held your own tightened, and you whined in pain.

"Promise?"

It was a solemn voice as Ajax looked down to the snow floor. You tilted your head, startled as he looked at you again. There was no sparkle in his eyes but something else... something you didn't understand when you were so young. But you nodded.

"Promise."

You were surprised when you heard of the news of one of the harbingers taking an interest in Ajax. Happy if not proud that he had gotten the interest of someone who worked so close to the Tsaritsa. Yet you can't help it as your smile dropped when Childe told you that he would be leaving here.

After your last hug (both of you knew that you would not be able to see each other for a long time), you watched him leave with Pulcinella.

It was okay... you both had promised to send letters as often as you could.

You wished to see him every day, sending Ajax letters one or two a week even as years passed. While he didn't send as many letters to you, all of them were usually thick and full of care. He was always busy that much you understood from when he told you his training schedule but also from Pulcinella, who would show up here ever so often to care for Ajax's siblings.

You asked him if he was doing all right...

"Ajax is doing fine, but training is really hard, and he has been very busy. But if you want, I can deliver a word for him for you if you wish." he offered, but you choose to instead decline, thanking him for taking care of Ajax.

"He has told me about a lovely lady many times before. It seems that you are the one that he was talking about." The old man smiled at you, "I shall tell him that you miss him if you wish. He would be very happy."

Instead of declining his offer again, you hesitantly yet respectfully accepted his offer. But there was something that he said that you could not get out of your mind.

Just before he left, Pulcinella turned back to face you again. "Maybe you already know this but just in case, I think it is better for you should know that Ajax is a different person than he was before he fell into the abyss. You must be careful with him. Otherwise if handled carelessly you might be burned by his flames."

The mayor's words made you hesitant, offended by his words, yet at the same time, it made you confused. How could he say that when he was the one who took Ajax in.

You ignored his words, well at least tried to when you continued to write letters to Ajax. Somewhere in your heart, you knew that something was true, yet for years, you chose to ignore everything, for... he was still your friend.

Ajax and you continued to send letters to each other you more than him, while he would occasionally send them a small present would be with it telling you how it reminded him of you. From bracelets, and small accessories to stones, and dried flowers and sweets. (You tied to ignore the fact that there was a bit of blood on some of the items sometimes, worry that he might be hurt, or wonder how hard the mission was. Part of you knew that this blood wasn't his not with how cheery and excited his letters were.)

There were some people you knew in the village that meet Ajax, not usually on purpose but by chance, and they would all say the same thing. That he really had changed. Their faces never say it was for the best. Instead, they were rather pale and unsure as they started warning you to be careful.

While Ajax's parents looked hesitant when you asked them about him when they visited him.

You never wanted to believe it, that you would rather see it from your own eyes. It has been so long since you last met Ajax, but you saved enough money to make a trip to see him after some years. Finish getting ready, you head out, leaving your home to visit him as you have heard that there was a tournament happening between the Fatui, that maybe you could see him then...

Your heart froze when you saw the blood stains on his clothes as he battled with other fatui members. It was a brutal fighting tournament, and the winner gets a wish granted by the Tsaritsa.

The boy you once knew was nowhere to be found as you watched another man with ginger hair injure another of his colleagues. He never stabbed too deep, yet your body could not help but feel a chill as you watched his crazed eyes.

He was holding back... but in what sense you didn't want to know.

"Is there anything that you wish for as a reward? Fame, money? power?" The Tsaritsa asked her voice chilling. Yet the man didn't seem to be fazed still keeping his head low he spoke up, "I do not wish for such things. Fame and money have no use to me. While power does appeal to me, I wish to be rewarded with something else."

Whispers could be heard everywhere as people were shocked that such a young man like him would deny the opportunity for something greater. The Tsaritsa paused as if thinking for a moment before speaking, "Raise your head, my soldier, and tell me what is it that you want. If it is not impossible, I shall give it to you."

Childe raised his head a smile on his lips, yet still respectful, but nothing could hide the madness in his eyes that just came back from a bloody fight. "I have a lady that I love but had to leave her when I joined the fatui years ago, I wish to see her again and would like to ask for a month or two rest so as to visit her and my family." You blink in surprise at what he said, yet you felt your heart stop when you locked eyes with him for just a second.

He knew you were here. Yet rather than that affectionate eyes of the young boy that you knew, you felt nothing more than his prey.

The Tsaritsa was silent for a moment again looking down at Childe as if examing him. "You are a loyal man. Very well, you shall go back to your home as I will grant you 2 months of rest. Go be with the woman you love and come back when the time is up for when you come back you will be bestowed the 11th rank of the harbinger."

The crowds gasped both in shock and amazement, yet soon after, there was loud cheering. Yet you could not join them as you stood frozen in your spot, fear nestled in your heart as your childhood friend looked straight at you. The look in his eyes was familiar to you, but back then, you didn't know what it was.

Now you do. Those eyes belonged to someone you cared for so much now held an infatuation-crazed love within them shown to no one but only to you. Taking a step back, your legs felt like they were encased with ice.

This was not the boy you knew.

"I thank the Tsaritsa for your benevolence. It is an honor to be granted this reward."

Or maybe you never knew him in the first place.

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imtryingbuck · 5 months

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Eleven

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky comes from a well respected family, he falls in love with a girl who prefers the simple things in life. Follow their journey through the years.

Word count: 2,511

Warnings: fluff, angst, heavy use of pet names, nothing to major I don’t think.

A/N: No description of reader other than she has curly hair.

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“I would like to adopt her”

~~~

It’s been nearly four years since Y/n was adopted by Howard and his wife Maria at first she was confused about what was happening when she had to leave Bucky’s home and go with Howard.

The couple already had a son named Tony who was ten at the time, at first he was distant with her until he heard crying during the night, he listened out to see if his mother or father would go and check on her upon hearing nothing more other than her whimpers he climbed out of his bed and made his way into her room.

“It’s okay you’re having a bad dream. Wake up Y/n.” He stayed with her until she fell back to sleep, softly stroking her hair as he read her the bed time story his mother was reading to her earlier that night.

Tony grew to be overprotective of his little sister.

He didn’t care about starting fights when he heard she was being bullied at school, glaring at those who stared at bit to long for his liking. Though he would never admit to it but he was actually jealous of Y/n’s friendship with Bucky and Steve, especially with Bucky.

Her first Christmas spent with the Starks was magical to her; the huge Christmas tree, the pretty lights, the food and the presents. So, so many presents.

As the years passed Howard and Maria watched proudly as Y/n came more and more out of her shell, became independent. They found out that she was quite a cheeky little girl cheeky monkey Howard called her, she would always stick her tongue out at him after he called her that. Maria loved it when Y/n would sit in between her legs and toss her hair back a silent way of asking her to play with her hair. They loved her equally as much as they loved Tony.

“Ducky get back here!” She screamed.

“No!”

“Why?”

“Because you’re going to hit me!”

“No I’m not I promise” liar liar pants on fire she sang to herself.

Bucky stopped running slowly turning to face her with his eyes squinting. “Bunny I told you I know when your lying”

“Ducky.” Her hands going to her hips as she cocks her hip to the side just like she had seen her momma do “I’m not lying I swear it, just come here”

“Say please”

“Please”

“Say Bucky’s amazing”

“Bucky’s amazing”

“Now say I love Bucky so so so much”

“Eww I’m not saying that!”

“Then I won’t come to yo-“

“I love Bucky so so so much. Happy?”

“Yep” Bucky grinned as he walked over stopping in front of her “ow ow, Bunny stop! You said you wouldn’t hit me!” He cries out.

“You. Pushed. Me. Over. In. The. Mud!” She says smacking him.

“It was funny”

“Was not! Now I’m dirty and momma won’t like it”

“Aww. But it was funny though you have to admit”

It…it kind of was.

“It’s not funny and you have no right in touching her” Tony says loudly walking over from where he was sitting.

“I-I…we were just playing”

“We were just playing” Tony mocks “you could have really hurt her”

“I would never hurt Bunny”

“Her names Y/n. Repeat after me Y/n”

“I know what her name is Tony”

“Well stop calling her that ridiculous name-“

“Hey! I like when he calls me Bunny, Tone why are you being mean for?”

“He should be hanging out with kids his own age”

“I’m a year older than her…”

Tony stands there and raises an eyebrow, glancing around the yard he pulls out a cigarette out of its packet “I don’t care stop hanging around my sister”

“You’re not allowed to smoke! Momma said it’s bad”

“Like I care! You” he points at Bucky “don’t talk to my sister ever aga-“

“Shut up Tony, he’s my friend”

“You’ll stay away from him Y/n/n”

Making a show of herself getting closer to Bucky she took his hand in hers “No. You don’t get to tell me what to do!”

“Listen here you little brat you’ll do as-“

“Ducky…”

“Yeah”

“Run!”

“Get back here Y/n!”

Hand in hand they take off running back into the house with Tony close behind them.

“Woah woah slow down kiddo’s”

“Sorry Mr George”

“Sorry dad” they call out at the same time.

“Momma, momma Tony smoking again!”

“What?”

“Me and Ducky was playing outside and Tony said the Ducky can’t call me Bunny anymore or be my friend anymore and he pulled out that white stick that he’s not allowed to have” she breathes out, slightly out of breath from her running.

“Ma…she’s lying” Tony speaks hesitantly as his mother glares at him.

“No she’s not!” Bucky’s quick to defend Bunny.

“Y/n sweetie why don’t you and James go back outside and carry on playing, I’ll call you in when lunch is ready” Maria says softy yet leaving no room to argue.

“Bu-Y/n I’m really sorry for pushing you over, I-I was just playing” Bucky says once they’re back outside.

“What did you just call me?”

“Y/n…”

“No no no I’m Bunny to you”

“But Tony said-“

“Ignore Tony! Please Ducky”

“Okay”

“What’s my name?”

“Miss poo poo pants” he grinned.

Y/n loved going to school even though she had no friends and was bullied quite often. She tried desperately to make friends just like Maria told her to do but none of the other kids wanted to be friends with her.

She was that one kid who was always alone and sometimes often seen talking to herself, she would run from one class to the next just so she wasn’t late and ate her food in the bathroom.

Despite always being alone she loved school.

One time Maria made her go to a sleepover that she wasn’t invited too, Maria spoke with the girls mom and that Friday night she was taken to the house for this sleepover.

It was a nightmare.

The other girls didn’t speak to her, they didn’t let her join in the fun activities. When it was time to sleep she settled down in her sleeping bag and feel asleep, waiting for the morning to come so she could leave.

When she woke her heart broke.

They had cut all her hair off.

“W-why di-did you do t-t-this?” She stuttered out, gripping the pile of hair they had cut off.

“It’s funny” one of the girls giggled.

Y/n grabbed her things and ran out of the room and down the stairs passing the mom on her way out, missing the grin on the woman’s face. She sat outside the home waiting for her momma to pick her up, tears streaming heavily down her face.

“Y/n? What-“

“T-they cut my hair off momma”

“Sweet baby come here”

Y/n climbed into Maria’s arms clinging on for dear life. Her hair was so long and curly and she loved it, it now came to her shoulders and was cut messily.

“I’ll get my friend to do it properly, okay? She’ll make it look nice and we’ll get ice cream afterwards yeah?”

“M-my hair momma”

“I know baby, it’ll grow back I promise”

Maria’s friend did in fact make her hair nicer but the problem was that it was now a little bit shorter than what the mean girls did. Y/n shook her head at the opportunity to get ice cream, all she wanted to do was go home and get into bed.

“What happened angel?” Howard asked when he came out of his office - the one place Y/n wasn’t allowed to explore - concerned and shocked at seeing his daughter red eyed and short hair.

“They cut my hair off because it was funny”

“Did you want them too?”

“No dada I was asleep”

“Oh angel.” He kneels down in front of her, his hands cold as he presses them on both sides of her head. “You still look very pretty”

“But my hair looks stupid”

“It doesn’t look stupid darling”

“It does!”

“No it doesn’t. Don’t try and argue back missy. I wouldn’t lie to you Y/n you know this”

“Sorry dada, can I go to bed please?”

“It’s okay and you can, I’ll wake you up when lunch is ready okay”

“Okay” she rushes off upstairs and to her bedroom, climbing into her bed she laid there and with shaky hands she ran her fingers through her hair. Crying as she dreads Bucky’s reaction, knowing he loves her long hair.

Bucky walked into Howard’s house with Steve next to him, wondering where Bunny was.

“She’s in the backyard boys“

“Thanks Miss Maria” they call over their shoulders already making their way outside.

“Hi Bunny”

“Hi Ducky, hi Steve”

“Why do you look sad?” Steve says after he said his greeting.

“Why are you wearing your hood up?” Bucky then questions.

“Please please please don’t be mad”

“Why would I be mad Bun?”

“Because-“ her hands move towards the hood and slowly pulled it down, eyes casted downwards. “-of this”

“Bun…” Bucky gasped with furrowed eyebrows.

“I’m sorry” she cries.

“You had your hair cut?”

“I didn’t want to I swear!”

“Why did you let your ma do it then?”

“I didn’t, she didn’t, I was at a sleepover and the girls did it. They cut my hair wh-when I was asleep Ducky”

Bucky moved closer to her and wrapped his arms around her as she cried. “It’s okay Bunny, it looks nice. Doesn’t it Stevie”

“Super nice” Steve agrees.

“It looks stupid!”

“It doesn’t”

After pulling away Bucky wiped the tears away and frowned, he always hated seeing her cry because he didn’t know what to do to make the tears stop from falling.

“Do you want to carry on playing fairies?” He asked knowing that she loved playing that game.

“Okay”

They played for hours, Bucky missing the way her hair flowed behind her as she ran. Missing the way it would always tangle itself around her body.

He didn’t know these girls who did this to his Bunny but he hated them.

“Bunny guess what?”

Lifting her head off the ground she looked over at him “what?”

“It’s nearly Christmas”

“I know, I’ve been good this year have you?”

“Of course. What do you think Santa will bring you?”

“A pony”

“A pony? How will Santa be able to put a pony on his sled Bun?”

“Magic” she says as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“Magic?”

“Yep, what do you think Santa will be bringing you?”

“A bike”

“You already have one…”

“I know but I want a new one”

“Oh. Well I’ll be getting a pony and you’ll be getting a bike because we’ve been really good this year”

“That’s true”

They both lay back down and carry on watching the fluffy clouds go past. Y/n really hoped that she was getting a pony whilst Bucky was also hoping the same thing for her.

“Duck”

“Bun”

“Will you be spending Christmas with us again?”

“I’m not sure why?”

“I want you to”

“Why?”

“Because your smelly”

“That makes no sense”

“You don’t make no sense”

They fall back into silence as the clouds go by.

“Bun”

“Duck”

“We’ll be friends forever won’t we?”

“Of course”

“Good, that’s good”

Silence takes over once again.

“Duck”

“Bun”

“I love you”

“I love you too”

“Good, that’s good”

Silence takes over once…again.

“Bun”

“Duck”

“My ma’s having a baby”

“What?”

“Yeah she’s having a baby”

“I want one”

“You can’t”

“Why not?”

“Your not married”

“Oh. Well can you marry me?”

“Why?”

“So I can have a baby”

“Okay”

“So…are we married now?”

“Yeah I think so”

“Good, that’s good”

“Should we tell our parents?”

“Okay”

Bucky stands up first and hold his hand out for her to take, hand in hand they head inside to where their parents were talking.

“Ma dad uncle Howard and Aunt Maria me and Bunny have to tell you something” Bucky starts, gaining the attention of all four adults.

“What is it son?”

“We’re married” Y/n beams.

“Oh really? Since when?” Howard chuckles.

“We were outside and Bunny asked me if we could get married so we did” Bucky continues.

“Why did you want to marry Bucky darling?”

“So I can have a baby” looking at Winnie and Maria who start to choke on their drinks.

“Do you know where babies come from?” George says as he pats Winnie on her back.

“The belly” the two kids reply in unison.

“Do you know how the baby gets there?”

“No…”

“You’ll have to kiss each other” Howard says.

“I have to kiss Bunny?”

“I have to kiss Ducky?”

All four adults stifle their laughter as the kids pull away from each other pulling disgusting faces.

“Eww I’m not kissing him!”

“I’m not kissing her!”

“That’s how babies get in the woman’s belly” George chuckles.

“I don’t want to be married to you anymore Ducky”

“Good I don’t want to be married to you either”

“Look Bunny I got a new bike!” Bucky says as he speeds past her on his new bike.

“That’s so cool can I ride it?”

“Okay but you have to be careful I don’t want you falling off like last time”

Bucky hops off the bike and waits for Y/n to come over and helps her get onto the bike. He holds on until she’s gotten the hang off it.

“I’m riding it Ducky! Look” she squeals.

“I’m looking, I’m proud of you Bun” just as he says them words she starts to wobble and falls off. “Bunny! Christ Bun are you okay?”

“I broke your bike Ducky I’m so sorry” she cries as she clutches her knee closer to her chest.

“I don’t care about that, are you hurt?”

“My knee. Ducky I’m so sorry”

“It’s okay-that’s a lot of blood” he pales at the heavy flow of blood streaming from her injured knee.

“Is-is it going to fall off?”

“No, well it shouldn’t do.”

Lifting her up he helps her walk in to the house, he calls out for Maria who comes rushing over and paling when she sees the blood flowing down her daughters leg, picking her up she rushes her into the bathroom where she can clean up the wound.

Bucky felt really bad for her falling off his bike especially since this time she had hurt herself, last time it happened luckily she fell off and landed on grass, the only injuries that was done was to her dress.

Watching as she limped out of the bathroom he rushed over giving her his arm to lean on.

“I’m really sorry Bunny”

“It’s not your fault. I’m sorry I broke your bike”

“It’s not broken don’t worry”

During dinner Bucky asks Y/n if she had gotten a pony from Santa, shaking her head sadly she carried on eating.

“When I’m older I’ll buy you a pony” he promises smiling when she smiles up at him.

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chuluoyi · 16 days

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Chuu, i want to forget canon au now. It's better to talk LE drabble. So I have an idea —fluff 🍼 back

Satoru find weird (or maybe gross) video to try it with you. But just using it to tease you.. You know satoru only playing now, but still for safety, you're running from him. "Eww satoru, nope. Stop chasing me for that, idiot". Ended it's chasing scene like tom and jerry but both of you are laughing like kids, you play along with him..

You're so careful to meet his eyes. But he caught and bring you like a sack to bedroom and doing your night tale like usual >∆<

“t-that’s so—! satoru it’s dinnertime!”

“nuh uh, i’d say early start is better—”

this is the dinner table. your son looks at both of his parents, who are arguing after watching at a weird-sounding video from his papa’s phone, with a question mark in mind, as he munches his baby food.

satoru puckers his lips. “look, we never tried that position!”

“satoru!!!” you send your baby a concerned glance, before glaring at him. you get up from your seat. “no, goodbye.”

“eh? eh?? no! i’ll catch you!” and he too gets up from his seat and chase you.

your son is intrigued. he totally doesn’t understand what both of you talked about (bless him) but right in this moment, as you’re running from your husband and he’s blocking your possible paths, just like in the cartoon he watches daily, he wants to join too!

“satoru, good lord—” you almost laugh at the way he’s guarding your exit on both sides of the couch, both hands spreading widely. “stop chasing me! you look like a total clown!”

“not a chance. until you let me bed you that is,” he wickedly smiles.

but suddenly your little munchkin, out of nowhere, runs past him, unexpectedly becoming his army as he yells, “catch mamaaa!”

“right kiddo, let’s get her!”

“—?? wait, what—?!”

and long story short, your own kid topples on you and grips you in a vice like hug, giving satoru his win.

“aren’t i your favorite?” you pout at your son, squeezing his cheeks. “why did you betray me?” and he merely giggles as he rolls on you on the floor.

seeing his food toasted (you) right in front of him, satoru ruffles his toddler’s hair with pride. “heh, good kid.”

“satoruuu!” you shriek when he picks you up and flings you over his shoulder like a sack of potato. “nooo, baby, save meee—”

“huh?” poor son looks at both of you with confusion, and satoru puts an index finger on his lips, smirking evilly.

“now go back to your room, ‘kay? mama needs her bed time too and if she’s lucky, she can get up early tomorrow~”

#i’m combining this with your other ask milk nonnie hehehe😋#—chu’s mailbox 📬#—headcanons☁️#𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

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ferrstappen · 1 year

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hey bubs, dunno if your taking requests still but I was wondering if you could write dad!Max taking his kids to a theme park for the first time, maybe Disney?

Thank you in advance

Disney World Break (Max Verstappen x fem reader

Max insisted, like really insisted on taking the kids to Disney World, you were already in Miami and a flight to Orlando would be short forty-five minutes.

You, on the other hand, weren’t so thrilled about the idea of taking two four-year-old to a theme park, walking under the humid sun for hours, packed with people from all over the world who could recognize your very famous husband.

The twins, Luca and Mila, both carbon copies of their father, pleaded you to go during the entire flight from Azerbaijan to Florida, encouraged by their father.

“Max, they’re too young to go, they’ll last two hours, tops” You told him as the twins were sleeping, cuddling each other.

“We can take breaks or whatever, we’ll take one of those VIP tours so we can skip lines,” Max hummed at the feeling of your fingers threading through his hair while his head rested on your lap.

Something flashed as you looked at him, always acting like a child outside the track, maybe because he was trying to connect with his inner child, and it all made sense. “Baby, have you ever been to Disney World?”

Blue eyes made contact with yours, his hands finding their home on your thigh. “No, not in Orlando at least. Mum and dad took a Victoria and I to Disneyland in France, but I don’t remember much”

Those words were enough to make you close your eyes and take a deep breath, knowing both Max and you were going to regret this, but it was going to be another adventure for your books. “Ok, baby. We are going to Disney world. You better book that VIP shot soon, and of course we’re going to Magic Kingdom.”

Fast forward two days and you were on the entrance of the park, Max helping Luca to choose his first ears, all while carrying Mila on his arms and telling her to choose whatever she wanted.

“Those ears look really great on you, my love.” You knelt in front of your son, fixing his hair so it wouldn’t look messy.

Just as you were speaking with your private tour guide, Max walked next to you, placing his hand on your waist and gently squeezing it to catch your attention.

“Put them on, liefde.” Max placed a pair of classic Minnie ears, as he adjusted his own Mickey hat.

It seemed like you were not only in charge of your twins, somewhere along the way after riding the Jungle Cruise, your husband started taking Luca and Mila to every shop, money not being an issue as the twins overindulged in merch and sweets.

“What do you think about going to the teacups next?” Max asked Mila, who was on his shoulders.

“Daddy, I’m tired.” Mila complained.

The whispered I told you so didn’t pass unnoticed by Max, who playfully placed his hand very near your ass.

“Max! It’s full of children here, have some respect!” You laughed, placing a kiss on his chin, only to be interrupted.

“Eww! Mama and daddy don’t!” Luca said making a disgusted expression, only to be reprimanded by his sister.

“How about we head to the castle and take our family photo?” You suggested and Max agreed, asking the guide to walk you to the best picture spot.

The sun was glowing, the four of you wearing your ears. Mila was in front of you while Luca was in front of Max who placed a hand on his shoulder and another on your ass, giving it a light squeeze just as the photographer snapped the picture.

This wasn’t a vacation, though. Just after the fireworks exploded, you were on a SUV, full of Disney World bags including multiple t-shirts, dolls, Mickey Mouse replicas, a play set of Cinderella castle driving to the airport where the jet was already waiting for the four of you.

You laughed after noticing multiple Pandora jewelry bags full of Disney charms, bracelets and earrings, even if you insisted to Max that Mila would never wear them. Max didn’t care, whatever his princess wanted, whatever his princess would get.

Max and you were still wearing your ears, staring at Mila and Luca who were both sleeping between the two of you.

“So, what do you say to a week long Disney vacation when the season’s over?” Max proposed and you giggled.

“Only if you ride all the roller coasters with them while I eat my churro” You answered and Max laughed; his gorgeous cackle which made the corner of his eyes crinkle and his mouth form the most beautiful smile before leaning to leave a kiss on your lips, careful to not disturb the twins.

“Deal”

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cloudyyoimiya · 1 year

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Hello! Hope you are having a good day/night! I hope I’m not bothering you. I would like to request Ranpo, Fyodor, and Dazai (separate) with a s/o who has baby fever, please. Like when Reader is scrolling through her phone and babies randomly pop up and she’s/their like “I want one :(“ or when reader and Ranpo/Fyodor/Dazai walk past a mom, dad and their baby and she’s/their like “when is it our turn? :(“ Some kind of senario like that. How would the boys react?

hi! don’t worry about bothering me, you’re doing anything but! anyways, i absolutely love this request! i’ve been meaning to write something like this for a while, but i never got to it. thank you for requesting!

Their S/o Gets Baby Fever; Osamu Dazai, Ranpo Edogawa, and Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Format: Scenarios

Possible Warnings: Slight suggestiveness (Dazai)

Osamu Dazai

One day you were scrolling through your phone while lounging around your shared apartment. Videos of cats and other miscellaneous things filled your feed, but eventually you stumbled across a video of someone’s baby saying their first words.

You audibly awed at the video. How could you not? It was absolutely adorable! One of the parents in the background sounded as if they were about to cry, and it made you smile. What a sweet moment caught on camera!

Suddenly you were hit with a wave of baby fever. Having the idea of having a small child to take care of was absolutely to die for. You knew Dazai would be a good father, so you weren’t worried about a thing while you thought of having a kid.

Dazai noticed you smiling, so he decided to get up from where he was sitting and walked right behind you. He bent down just a little bit and watched the video that you just saw. His head was right over your shoulder as he watched the video. Anxiously, you held your breath. Dazai was a smart person, so it didn’t take him long to understand what you were feeling.

“You want a baby, don’t you,” he teased.

Slowly you turned your head to face Dazai. “Yeah! Don’t you think that it’d be fun? This video was just so cute and… I wanna be a parent.”

“Having a baby comes with great responsibility! Are you sure you want to commit to that?” He asked with a smile on his face.

You nodded. “Look at you being all responsible.”

“Hey! I can be responsible if I want!” He put his hand up to his heart and fake gasped.

You chuckled. “Sure you can. Anyways, don’t you want to become a father? Now’s your chance.”

“I’d love too, but I don’t want a small creature to take away all of my loves attention,” he whined.

“Oh it won’t be that bad.”

“Yes it will! What would I do with my life if you ignored me?!”

“Osamu, I’d give you both equal attention, alright? I promise,” you sighed.

Dazai wrapped his arms around your shoulders. “Then I think we could absolutely be parents then!” He got closer to your ear. “You do know what making a baby entails though, right?”

You scrunched your face up. “Eww.. Maybe we could adopt..”

Dazai playfully gasped once more. “How rude of you!”

Ranpo Edogawa

The two of you were out in the city, going to buy snacks and other miscellaneous things for the house. You originally weren’t going to tag along, but considering that Ranpo’s sense of direction was terrible, you had to join him. As of now you two were walking to a snack store that Ranpo frequented.

After crossing the street, you spotted a baby in a stroller with her mother. The baby was wearing a cute little pink and white sundress. She also wore a small sun hat that was absolutely adorable.

Her mother looked so happy as she mixed together some formula for her. You smiled at the sight. You wanted that kind of happiness; one that could only be granted by having a child.

You stared at the sight for a little longer than you’d usually stare at something, and Ranpo noticed. That baby looked absolutely adorable! How could you not stare?

“I want one,” you eventually spoke up.

Ranpo craned his neck to look at you. “Huh?”

“I said I want one,” you repeated as you pointed at the mother and the baby. “Wouldn’t you like to have a child someday?”

Ranpo let out a short hum as he unwrapped a lollipop and plopped it into his mouth. “Nope!”

“No?” You tilted your head. “Why?”

“The baby would take all of your attention away from me! I don’t want that!” He loudly whined. “I need you to focus on me all of the time!”

You chuckled at his childish antics. “Your opinion might change once you have a child, Ranpo.”

“It would not!” He shakes his head.

“How could you be so sure about that?”

“I dunno. I just am,” he said nonchalantly. “Though, if it’s something you really want, maybe we could have a child someday.”

You smiled at him. “Thank you.”

“Mhm,” he said as he grabbed your arm. “C’mon let’s go! We’re almost at the snack shop!”

“Alright, alright! I’m coming!”

Fyodor Dostoyevsky

You and Fyodor were out on a date. The restaurant was rather secluded, but it was still nice. Classical music was playing in the background as the two of you drank some tea and ate some sweets. The overall atmosphere of the restaurant was calming. The two of you frequented this place because it was just an overall relaxing place.

Eventually a family walked into the establishment; a mother, a father, and a little boy. The little boy hung onto his parents hands as they brought him to a table. They all looked so happy.

Fyodor noticed you staring and decided to speak up about it. “Is something the matter?”

“When is it our turn?” You muttered.

Fyodor quirked his eyebrow up. “Pardon?”

Your turned your head back to your boyfriend with a small smile on your face. The thought of having a baby to take care of was entertaining.

“When is it our turn to start a family?” You pointed your thumb at the family you were just staring at. “They all look so happy… Don’t you want that too?”

Fyodor took a sip of his tea, then responded. “I’d love that, milaya, but don’t you think it would be a little too soon? We both have yet to hit the age of thirty.”

“Ah, that’s true,” you spoke as you glanced back at him. “But still, I’d love to have a child someday.”

You looked back at the family. The son was eating some pastries as the parents started to talk about something boring. The son then must’ve said something funny because the parents soon broke out into loud laughter.

You rested your cheek onto your hand as you watched them. You could feel Fyodor’s gaze on you as you watched the family interact.

“If you so wish to have a child, I wouldn’t argue with it. We just would have to get married first,” Fyodor said after a moment of silence.

Your head whipped towards his direction. “Really? Oh, thank you!”

Your boyfriend only nodded as he took another sip of his tea. He seemed content with the conversation the two of you just had.

“Should we start considering names or..?”

requests are open <3

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blackypanther9 · 3 months

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Alastor teaches M/n how to hunt – Father!Human!Alastor x Son!Reader

WARNING!: Killing Deer, bathing someone (Don’t you dare make this sexual, eww.), mentions of weapons (rifle to hunt and hunting knife), Angst AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

A/N: If any of you make this one bathing scene sexual so HELP ME THE RADIO DEMON !! *Gets out the rolled up newspaper ready to smack your perverted heads* (Pic belongs to rightful owner)

TAGLIST: @l0liamk @dilucragnvindr-my-beloved @moiravim @meg-giry1 @wen01203

Words: 8 792

If Alastor hated one thing dearly, it was being compared to his Father. That’s why he NEVER acted like that vile man did. His Father forced him to learn how to hunt already when he was an 8 year old kid, for example.

M/n, his Son, was 11 years of age now, but he hated thinking about teaching him how to hunt. He knew it is important. Who knows if M/n will have to use that knowledge one day... But he deemed him way too young still. He loved animals.

Why was Alastor even thinking about this ? Because M/n asked him, for 3 months by now, if he could join him and learn how to hunt.

Alastor had to go today, but he didn’t want to drag M/n along. M/n knew that and with that locked all the doors to get outside and then hid Alastor’s house keys. Without them he can’t go, besides he wants to climb out a window and then be locked out by his Son.

“Please, Papa !”, M/n begged with big eyes.

“Mon petit (My little one), you are way too young for that.”, the Radio Host denied again.

“Why am I too young for it, Papa ? I wanna learn !”

“Cher, do you even know what hunting means ?”

“Umm...that you go out with a gun and look around ?”, M/n said in confusion.

Alastor chuckled and ruffled his Son’s hair.

“Almost, mon petit. But not correct !”

M/n pouted.

“Then TEACH me ! YOU are MY teacher and my FATHER !”, M/n reminded his Father.

The Radio Host eyed his Son for a long while. He was very unsure, he doesn’t want to be like his own Father was... He forced Alastor to learn and witness everything at a very young age. He was glad when he finally died.

“Are you absolutely sure about this, Cher ?”, he asked M/n gently.

His Son held pure determination in his eyes. Something the older male admired.

“I am very sure, Papa. I wanna learn everything you know.”

Alastor gave him a confused smile.

“Why ?”, he asked the kid.

M/n gave him a big smile.

“Because I wanna be just like YOU, when I grow up ! I wanna be as funny as you, skilled as you, nice as you, I even wanna do the same job as you when I grow up !”

The Radio Host was shocked, but felt very touched that his own Son wanted to be just like him. At the same time it was silly. He chuckled and ruffled M/n’s hair.

“Mon petit, you don’t have to be just like me. I want you, to be yourself. But...I would lie, if I wouldn’t say that I would love to teach you everything I know.”, the older male gave in.

His Son’s eyes sparkled.

“Does that mean you’ll teach me ?!”

Alastor sighed and then nodded, smile still present. M/n jumped up and down in happiness and the adult chuckled at his adorable display. He was nothing like his Father, his Father never cared to make Alastor happy. He never gave him time, as a child, to develop an interest in what he did, while his Mother did.

“Alright. So, hunting is not something that is taken lightly.”, Alastor started.

M/n instantly sat down on his Father’s bed, next to Alastor, listening intently. The Radio Host was almost amused by that display.

“Yes, hunting takes part in taking a hunting rifle outside with you and walking around, but you don’t do that to waste your time away. You are on the search of something.”

“And what is that, Papa ?”, M/n asked in curiosity.

“Food.”, Alastor answered and looked at his Son.

“Food ?”, the boy asked in confusion.

“Why yes. You know...the meat we consume, like chicken and fish...are animals. Living things. Our food.”, Alastor explained.

M/n looked at his Dad.

“I mean...I knew that, but why hunt it ? They die by themselves and then we eat them, right ? We find them and they are already dead.”

Alastor shook his head and laughed gently.

“No, no, no, Son. We hunt these animals, kill them and then we take the meat from them. We don’t wait for them to die, god knows if they had diseases that ended them. Some diseases can pass onto us as soon as we consume them, so we hunt them instead.”

M/n’s eyes were wide.

“What ? But what about the babies ?!”

Alastor smiled softly.

“There is a season for that. When the time arrives where babies are supposed to come, you are not allowed to hunt and kill animals. After the hunting season is back on track, you have to watch out and be careful that you don’t take away the Mother from a newborn. That does every hunter worth their salt.”

He looked at his Father worried.

“And the Fathers ?”

Alastor chuckled awkwardly.

“Well, most animal species only mate once and they usually don’t care about their newborns. As sad as that sounds, usually the males then leave and can even hurt the newborn. And when the newborn is a male and grows up, they might fight for dominance.”

“Oh...”

“Hey, don’t be so sad, Son. One animal leaves and three new ones are already there. Animals don’t die out that fast.”

He looked at his Dad.

“What are we hunting, Papa ?”

“I was going for a Deer. You want to tag along ?”

M/n nodded. He was sad about the animals, but first...they tasted good and second he wanted to learn.

“Okay then.”

Alastor got up and then left the room, when he came back he had a small hunting outfit in his hands and handed them to his Son. He took them.

“Put these on. They were formerly mine, when I was 12, but I don’t fit into them anymore and they might fit you.”

M/n nodded and left his Father’s bedroom, went to his own and dressed up. The clothes fit him perfectly.

As he showed up, his Father smiled brightly.

“Splendid ! They fit you perfectly !”, Alastor said happily and then grabbed his Winchester 1898 rifle hunting gun.

Then M/n saw, that his Father had a hunting knife in his belt too, sheathed.

“Papa ?”

“Yes, mon petit ?”

He pointed at the sheathed knife.

“What do we need the knife for ?”, he asked his Dad.

“That is a hunting knife. You never leave the house without it, in case you need it.”

“Oh. Okay !”

He smiled at his Son, then put on his coat and they both left.

“Rule number one, Son: You have to know where they might be.”

“Do you know where the Deers are ?”

“Always near the same location, yes. Just follow me.”

He did as told and after a while, which was 2 hours of walking, they arrived at a small river and saw a Stag, eating grass all alone, the birds were chirping very loudly, perfect. They can use that to their advantage. Alastor crouched down, behind a bush and M/n followed his example.

The Radio Host continued in a whisper, so the Stag won’t be alarmed.

“Rule number two and three: Don’t make any loud noises and never let the prey spot you. They hear you, they run away. They see you and they also run away. Deer are very jumpy and fast.”, he taught his Son.

M/n nodded at that. Then he watched his Father, very carefully, grab and pull his rifle, from his back, to his chest. He silently opened his gun and put two bullets inside it. He looked at M/n.

“Do you want to shoot it ?”, he asked his Son in a whisper.

M/n nodded gently. Alastor came closer and carefully handed M/n the rifle, positioned his hands where they had to be and then gently guided his hands and the rifle through the bush. He looked over the edge of the bush and saw the Stag still eating.

“There is a little hole on the top of the gun, you look through it with your right eye. You will have more focus and aim on the Stag then. Aim for the head.”, Alastor instructed, still in a whisper.

M/n did as he was instructed, with the help of his Father. Alastor was behind his Son, had his head next to his Son’s left side of the head, and focused his eyes too, to see if the front of the rifle lined up with its target. He smiled when M/n had it.

“Perfect, mon petit. Before you pull the trigger, I need to warn you. The rifle will have a strong recoil. Keep your arms relaxed, then the gun will recoil in your hands and your arms will be pushed up and you might fall back, but you won’t get hurt.”

“What if I stiffen my arms ?”, M/n whispered his question.

“Then you will seriously hurt yourself.”

“Oh...Okay.”

“I will be here and support you.”

“Okay.”

“Let’s shoot it together, mon petit.”

M/n nodded and then they both checked again. Everything was still perfect, Alastor took the safety off, then M/n and Alastor pulled the trigger together.

BANG !

M/n’s arms were in the air with the rifle, his ears ringing, the recoil made him fall into his Father’s chest and they heard a heavy drop.

“Oof !”, M/n let out as he collided with his Dad’s chest.

“I told you, I will catch you.”, Alastor said smugly.

M/n giggled and then looked over the bush. His eyes widened in happiness.

“I got it ! I got it, Papa !”, M/n cheered.

On the floor, was the Stag, dead. They got it good. The Radio Host chuckled and got up.

“That you did, Son. Good job. Now let us take it home, so I can skin it and store the meat, for us, away.”

“Okay ! Can I help ?!”

Alastor looked at his Son, his smile a bit tighter. He knew that M/n was definitely NOT ready for that.

“No. When you are older, I promise. Skinning and storing the meat away from an animal...is not a nice sight. For that, you really are still too young. Trust me, mon petit.”

M/n lost his smile and looked at his Dad in concern.

“Oh...okay... You’ll be okay ?”

“Cher, I skinned a lot of Deer, way before you even arrived !”, Alastor chuckled out.

He ruffled the boy’s hair.

“I’ll be okay, Cher.”, he said gently.

Then Alastor went to the Stag and heaved it up, then put his head under it and stood up, his right hand held its hind legs, his left hand held its front legs and behind his neck was its belly. With that he started going back home and M/n followed.

“Isn’t the Stag heavy ?”, M/n asked in concern.

“It is, but I carried a lot of animals and other things, so I have enough muscle to carry it. Don’t worry, Cher.”

“Okay...”

Alastor gave his Son a bright, proud smile.

“Hey, Son ?”

“Yes, Papa ?”, M/n replied.

“I know, I said it already, but...you did a spectacular job today. Your first time hunting and you got a Deer ! Normally kids that start hunting won’t even catch anything ! You caught a Stag. Deer are very hard to catch, without them running away before you can get them ! Congratulations.”, Alastor praised highly.

His Son smiled and it went brighter when he continued to praise him for a job well done.

“Thank you, Papa. It means a lot, coming from you.”, he replied with a big smile.

Alastor wanted to reply and had a warm smile on his face, as he suddenly felt something wet hit his nose. He froze up at that, his smile frozen. M/n got a wet drop on his forehead and they looked at each other, then up, into the sky.

More drops hit them and Alastor muttered under his breath.

“Oh, applesauce...”

They were still far away from home, they walked for like two hours.

“We should speed it up a bit, mon petit ! It is raining !”, Alastor said and fastened his steps, which M/n did too.

-Time skip-

It was raining heavily and it felt like buckets of water was poured over them, when they finally arrived at home. Alastor quickly unlocked the door and M/n rushed in, he took his soaked coat, shoes and socks off, then he opened the basement door, for his Dad.

Alastor brought the Stag into the Basement and then came back up, taking off his own soaking coat, boots and socks, then they both rushed upstairs and decided to dry off with towels, then put on comfortable clothes.

M/n was the first one to be in the living room and he decided to light up the chimney, so they will warm up faster. He wore extra clothes under his hunting clothes, while Alastor didn’t. He was soaked to the bone and came down, rubbing his arms, to warm up. As he saw the chimney lit, he sat down on the couch, in front of the chimney, and warmed up there.

His Son in the meantime was in the kitchen and turned on the stove, warming up the leftovers from their Lunch that day. It was enough for Dinner and they both hated food going to waste.

So while M/n was busy in the kitchen, warming up their Dinner, Alastor sat near the chimney and warmed up. Tomorrow he had to go to work again too. It was Sunday and the Radio Host hasn’t taken a day off ever since M/n turned eight years of age. It was pretty good for his record, after all, his NEW Boss was even stricter with him. Worst ? It was a woman...

A woman, M/n HATED. She couldn’t take a fucking hint.

After a few more minutes M/n dressed the table in the dining area and looked at his Dad.

“Dinner is ready, Papa.”

“Thank you, mon petit. I will be there shortly.”, the Father replied softly, voice sounding weak.

‘Did he get sick ?’, M/n thought worried.

He went to the table and poured his Father already the bowl, then his own. They had Gumbo. It didn’t take long and Alastor arrived too, sat down in his seat and they both ate Dinner.

What worried M/n the most though, was that his Dad immediately went to bed after. He never does that. He usually stayed up an hour longer after Dinner, played a game with M/n and then sent him off to bed. He was VERY worried. He cleaned the dishes and the empty pot, where the Gumbo was inside, and then went to bed himself.

-The next day-

M/n woke up and looked at his clock. He saw the time and sighed, getting up. His Dad should be in the kitchen already, making Breakfast. He got dressed and freshened up for the day at his Dad’s studio and then went down the stairs. He was confused as he saw the kitchen spotless and no smell of food was there.

‘Where is he ? Is he still sleeping ?’

He went back up the stairs and knocked gently at his Father’s door. No response. He opened the door and looked inside.

“Papa ?”, he gently called out.

In the bed was movement and a weak groan came from it too. M/n entered the room and stood next to his Father’s bed. He took a closer look at him and saw a red nose, cheeks flushed and his eyelids were red. M/n put his hand on Alastor’s forehead and pulled it back again. He was burning up.

He let his Father sleep and went to the phone. He called the Radio Station.

“Yes, Alastor ?”, a female replied.

‘Great...the pompous Bitch of a Boss...’

“Hello, Miss Ducasse. I am calling for my Father, Alastor Hazbin.”

“Oh...M/n Hazbin...what do you have to tell me, that your Father can’t, hmm ?”, she asked rudely.

“My Father is sick. He has a very high fever and I wanted to ask if I can call him in sick today, so we can get a doctor and get a look at how long and how serious his fever is. His forehead is burning up, but I don’t have a temperature yet. I would send you the testament and sick leave as soon as I have it.”, M/n promised.

It was silent at the other line, then she sighed, annoyed.

“Fine. But you better keep your word, otherwise your Father will be in big trouble and I won’t let this happen again.”, she threatened.

‘Sure you Bitch... You just want to get into my Father’s pants. Whore..’, he thought, rolling his eyes in anger and disgust.

“I will. I promise. Thank you and have a lovely day, Miss !”, M/n said happily.

She hung up, aggressively. M/n looked at his phone and scoffed.

“Rude.”

Then he dialed a doctor’s number. It was almost instantly answered.

“Hello, this is Dr. Thomas Hugo. How can I help you ?”, a man answered.

“Mr. Hugo ! Just who I needed, do you remember me, Sir ?”, M/n asked, glad it was his Father’s house doc.

“M/n ! What do you need, child ?”, the man asked surprised.

“I need you to come to my Dad’s house. I think Papa caught a very high fever and I need someone to check how bad it is and what I need to do, how long it might take. My Papa’s Boss wants a sick leave and testament as fast as possible. Can you make it ?”, M/n asked in an urgent and pleading tone.

The other line was silent for a bit, then he heard rustling.

“I am on my way, Kid. I’ll be there in 15 minutes, okay ?”, Hugo informed.

M/n smiled brightly.

“Okay ! Thank you so much !”, M/n said.

“Always, Kiddo. See ya in a bit.”

“Be careful !”

Then they both hung up and M/n went back to his Father’s room. Alastor was still in bed, sleeping, looking very sick. The boy made sure that his Father was wrapped in his blanket, then he opened his window, letting fresh air inside.

He stayed by his Father’s side, until the door knocked. M/n jumped up and rushed down the stairs. He opened the door and smiled brightly as he saw Dr. Thomas Hugo standing there. He hugged him tightly and then let him inside.

“Thank you for coming here on such a short notice. My Dad is still asleep. I opened the window for fresh air and he is covered by his blanket, so he shouldn’t get worse.”, M/n explained as he led the Doctor up the stairs.

“That was very good thinking, Kid. Fresh air clears the room of the bad and used air, chasing the bacteria and viruses away, cleansing the room.”, Dr. Hugo praised.

M/n smiled brightly, then he opened his Dad’s bedroom door and let the Doctor enter it before him. They both went inside and M/n closed the door behind himself. The Doctor was already approaching Alastor’s bed on the right side and took a look at his face.

“Puffy eyelids, red swollen nose and red cheeks...”, the man muttered.

He put a hand on Alastor’s forehead and pulled it away.

“Burning forehead...”

M/n waited for the diagnosis. Dr. Hugo pulled his bag next to himself and opened it, pulling out a thermometer. He turned it on and then gently opened Alastor’s lips, then put it into his mouth. The sick adult groaned, but didn’t do anything else.

After a few minutes, Dr. Hugo pulled it out and took a sharp inhale.

“That is serious. Deadly serious.”

“Why ? How high is it ?”, M/n asked.

“Before I tell you...How did he get sick ?”

“I think it was from yesterday. We took a walk and we were two hours away from home as it started to rain and it turned into a heavy one. I was dressed with two layers, Papa wasn’t. He only wore one layer and he was soaked through.”, M/n explained.

Hugo nodded.

“Okay, makes sense... Your dad has a very high fever. His temperature is 41°C. A normal one would be between 36, 5°C – 37,4°C.”

M/n stared at Thomas in shock.

“How do I get it to come down ? What do I have to expect ?”, M/n asked worried.

“He will be sluggish. He might have a cough, a cold, scratchy throat, a headache and stomach pains. He could also feel sick to his stomach, so he might not eat much. You need to go to a Pharmacy and get him something against his pains, stomach and cough. I will write you some recipes. Give him much water and tea, don’t leave him out of your sight, help him to the bathroom and everywhere else, air the room a lot and put a cold rag on his forehead. I will give him a sick leave for 7 days and then I will come back, to check on him.”

“Okay. Can I get the sick leave twice ? Papa’s Boss sometimes let the sick leaves of Dad’s disappear.”

Thomas nodded and made him two sick leaves, signed them and then made a testament twice too, then he wrote M/n the recipes for the medications. He also wrote a few tea kinds down and what food Alastor should be able to consume while he is sick. Then he gave it all to M/n.

“If you run out of the medication too fast, give me a call and I will get more and come over, okay ?”, Thomas told the boy.

“Okay. Thank you so much, Dr. Hugo.”

The Doctor smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair.

“No problem, Kiddo. I hope you know what to do from here on. Do you need money ?”

“No, Sir. I know where Dad has some, that I can use.”

“Good, alright. Be careful when you go shopping and don’t get in trouble, yeah ?”

“I will, I promise.”, M/n swore as he led Thomas out of the house again.

“Good. Good luck, Kid. Take good care of your Dad.”

“I will. Be careful on your way back and I hope you will have a lovely day.”

The Doctor smiled and then left. M/n closed the front door, then he dashed to his own room and dressed up, to go out. He then rushed to his desk and wrote a note for his Dad.

‘I’m shopping and giving the annoying Boss your sick leave. You have very high fever and are written sick, I’ll get the medication. Stay in bed ! Love you, Papa !’

He took the piece of paper and put it next to his nightstand, then left a sick leave and testament from the Doctor there, in case his Dad needs to look it over. He also put his glasses there, so he can reach them better and doesn’t have to move too much, then he went to his Father’s black dress pants and pulled out his wallet.

He took out a 50 dollar bill and three 20 dollar bills. He hoped that was enough. He took the second testament and sick leave from Dr. Hugo after that, with the medication recipes and notes, the Doc made. He snatched his Dad’s house keys, and then left, locking the front door, then left for the town.

His first stop was his Father’s Radio Station. He entered it and got greeted instantly by his Dad’s coworkers, warmly.

“Hello, M/n ! Where is Alastor ?”, a friendly fellow asked.

His name was Francisco Zuft. He was a good friend of Alastor’s.

“Hello, Mr. Zuft. My Father is sick. He caught a high fever. I am here to bring the Boss his sick leave.”, M/n replied friendly.

“Oh dear... Wish him well from me.”

“I will, Sir.”

With that they parted ways and M/n knocked on Miss Ducasse’s door.

“Come in !”, she called.

M/n opened it, after an eye roll of annoyance. He peaked his head inside.

“Miss Ducasse ?”, he called out gently.

She looked up.

“Ah, M/n. What have you gotten for updates for me ?”, she asked rudely.

‘I want her so dead...’

“My Father has a high fever of 41°C. He was written sick for a week, for now. Then he will be checked up on again. Here is the testament and the sick leave from his house Doctor.”, M/n said and gave her the papers.

She took them and read through them. She sighed and nodded.

“Alright. This is serious, your Father is excused. Thank you for bringing the papers to me. You may leave.”, she said with distaste.

‘Bitch.’

“Thank you. Have a lovely day, Miss.”, he politely said and then left.

As he was about to leave, a lot of Alastor’s coworkers swarmed M/n and asked him to send him their get well wishes and they wanted M/n to come back tomorrow. They had something planned for Alastor. He agreed and then left, wishing them all a lovely day.

He rushed to the Pharmacy. A kind, young Lady looked at him.

“Can I help you, little boy ?”, she asked gently.

“Yes...umm...”, he answered and nervously fumbled in his coat pockets.

He pulled out the notes and recipes. He handed her the recipes for the medications he needed.

“I need these medications for my Dad. He has a very high fever and I am taking care of him. Do you have any of these or maybe something that comes close ?”, M/n asked, politely.

She took them and read through them. She smiled at the boy and nodded.

“We do have these medications, wait here for a bit.”

Then she left and came back after a few minutes. She had small and big versions of the medications.

“Do you want the big ones or the smaller ones ?”, she asked.

“Depends on the price, Miss. Can we look how much ?”, M/n asked gently.

“Of course.”, she replied kindly.

She scanned the small ones and they made 26.78 Dollars in total. Then she scanned the big ones and they made 40 Dollars in total. M/n took his chance.

“I will take the big ones.”, he chose.

“That would be 40 Dollars. Do you want a bag, Kiddo ?”, the woman asked.

He gave her a smile.

“That would be nice. Yes, please.”, he said politely, while he pulled out two 20 Dollar bills.

She nodded and pulled out a bag, putting the medications inside the bag, then she took his money and she gave him the bag.

“Have a good day, Kiddo and take good care of your Dad.”, she told him with a warm smile.

He smiled back.

“Thank you, Miss. I hope you will have a lovely day.”

Then he left the Pharmacy and rushed to the store. He took a shopping cart and rushed through the aisles, taking what he needed for the food, his dad can consume, looking at the price tags and calculating the price in his head. Some stuff was lowered in the price, which was positive ! He saved up money.

He needed vegetables A LOT of them, some seasonings they ran low on them, then he bought chicken meat, some crackers without salt, Rusk, eggs, milk, a lot of water and some other small things his Dad can snack on.

For all of that stuff, he had to pay 30 Dollars, then he bagged it all, shoved the cart back into its place and rushed home with the bought goods.

-Time skip-

M/n was home and unlocked the door, he carried the food inside the house and into the kitchen, then he stored it away and rushed up the stairs, while opening his coat. He entered his Father’s room and saw that he was NOT in his bed, but a lot of tissues were on the floor. He looked around the room and then heard the flush of the toilet in his bathroom.

The door opened five minutes later and his Father walked out, looking like death warmed all over him. He knocked on the door and it caught Alastor’s attention. He looked at him and gave him a weak smile.

“Hey, mon petit. Did you get everything ? Have you had any trouble ?”, he asked with a hoarse voice, quietly.

“Hey, mon papa malade (My sick papa). I did get everything and I had no trouble. I got the medication and took the big packs. I took 110 Dollars from you and gave out about 70 Dollars. They had a lot of prices reduced, so I saved a lot. The medications were 40 Dollars, but the small packs would have costed more in the long run. They were all together almost 27 Dollars.”, M/n explained gently, minding his voice.

Alastor sat down on his bed, coughed and nodded. He held his head, his head was pounding horribly.

“I gave your sick leave and the testament to your Boss. I asked Dr. Hugo to make us two, in case she makes your sick leave disappear again.”

“That’s good, Cher.”, Alastor weakly said, proud of his Son.

“I will make you some soup now, lay down and try to get some more sleep. After you ate something, you can take the medications.”

“Of course, mon petit. Thank you.”

“No problem, Papa. Leave it all to me. I will take care of you.”

With that he left the room and went back into the kitchen. He took out a bottle of water, he had to stop a few times to continue and carry the heavy package, but he was proud he got it so far, then he brought the bottle of water to his Father’s room, with the remains of the money he took and a cold, wet rag.

His Father was laying down again, under the covers. M/n put the bottle on his side table next to his bed, then he brushed his Father’s hair back and put the cold rag on his forehead and put the remaining 40 Dollars onto his desk in his room.

“Thank you, Fils (Son).”, Alastor rasped out, sighing in relief at the coolness on his head.

“No problem, Papa.”

Then M/n left and entered the kitchen. He searched through the cupboards for his Grandmother’s recipe book. He found it and opened it, looking for a chicken soup recipe, after he found it, M/n read it.

Then he pulled out a cutting board, knife, a pot, the ingredients he needed and two bowls. Then he got to cutting the vegetables first and put them in the first bowl, after that he cut the chicken meat and put it into the second bowl.

He put butter into the pot and turned on the stove, heating up the pot.

-Time skip-

He loved his Grandma, even though he never got the chance to meet her. Her recipe was perfect, it tasted amazing and he didn’t burn down the kitchen ! The soup was done and he filled a bowl, for his Papa and put a spoon inside it. He brought it to his Father’s room and saw him sleeping.

He seemed to be sleeping better than before. He put the bowl of soup down on the nightstand and then left again, getting the medicine and his own bowl of food. He sat down next to his Dad and took the wet rag off of his forehead.

“Papa...wake up...”, M/n called gently.

“Mmmnnn... Five more minutes...”, Alastor sleepily replied.

The boy giggled.

“Papa, the food is getting cold.”, he informed the adult.

The adult sat up carefully at that, eyes very small from sleep. He yawned.

“Already ?”, he asked his Son.

“Yes, I cooked for a while.”

Alastor put on his glasses and then looked at the clock.

“Huh.”, he said in shock as he saw how late it was.

Then he coughed.

“Barely awake and coughing already.”, M/n said in pity.

Alastor weakly waved it off and then grabbed his own bowl. He smelled it and looked at his Son in shock.

“You...You made Mama’s recipe ?”, he asked with a cough interrupting him.

“I did. I looked through the cabinets and cupboards just to find the cook book of Grandma. She wrote it so detailed, that I had no trouble making it. I hope you will like it. Oh, and your coworkers wish you all a get well soon greeting.”, M/n informed.

Alastor smiled and weakly ruffled his Son’s hair.

“Thank you, mon petit. What would I do without you...”

“Probably be in agony right now.”, M/n replied jokingly.

Alastor let out a raspy chuckle, then a cough.

They dug in together and Alastor had to admit, M/n cooked it exactly like how his Mother used to cook it. Not even Alastor could get the head on the nail, but his Son did it. He remade it and it felt like his Mother made it.

He ate two bowls of it, while M/n ate three, he received his medications after and took them. Cough syrup, something against his cold and stomach and then a painkiller for his head. Then he was back to sleeping, with a new cold rag on his forehead.

As Alastor woke up again, he saw that M/n left him a bag with snacks he should be able to consume. He smiled. His Son knew him too well.

It was nighttime and he needed the bathroom. The sick Radio Host winced as he felt his bladder, almost exploding. His Bedroom door opened and in came his Son, checking on him. He turned the lights on, making Alastor groan and shut his eyes tightly.

“Sorry, Papa. I thought you were still sleeping. I wanted to open your window again, for fresh air. Night air is always the best.”

“It...It’s alright, Cher.”, he replied with a cough.

“Do you need anything ?”, the kid asked.

“Bladder...”, the man got out.

M/n nodded, quickly opened the window and then went over to his Dad. He helped him out of the sheets and the bed, guiding him to the Bathroom door. He could feel how weak his Father was, he could barely hold himself on his own legs...

“Yell if you need my help. I will wait outside of the door and then heat up the soup again, for Dinner, then you get your medications again and then it is back to sleep for you.”, M/n told his Father, like he scheduled it.

Alastor smiled and chuckled weakly in amusement. His Son really was strict with him, so he can recover just fine.

“Alright, Son.”, he agreed and then shut the door into the Bathroom.

While he was in the Bathroom, using the toilet, M/n was worried sick.

‘Am I doing this right until now ? Papa would have been the same with me...The few times I was sick he was very strict, but it helped...Am I cornering him too much ? But he didn’t complain yet...Does this mean that I am doing this right ?’

The boy never had to take care of his Dad, like this, before. Alastor had small colds, small coughs and once or twice a small stomach bug, but he usually could always handle himself and just asked M/n for small things. Like a bucket, new pack of tissues, heating up food, a bottle of water or even paper towels. Alastor never was so weak, that he couldn’t handle himself. This was entirely new to M/n and he was scared that he is fucking it all up...

He was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard his Father retching. The boy instantly opened the door and saw his Dad vomiting into the toilet. It hurt his little heart. He left and started to get the medicine, a bottle of water, a glass and some paper towels, in case he wasn’t fast enough and some was on the floor. When he returned, the toilet was flushed and Alastor leaned against the wall of the Bathroom, looking absolutely miserable.

M/n looked at the toilet and saw that some sick was on the floor and stained his Father’s shirt. He seemed very weak, so he decided to help his Father, as uncomfortable as it was going to be for the both of them...Alastor couldn’t stay in his soiled clothes.

He wiped away the stain on the floor and threw it into the trashcan in the room, then he looked at his Father.

“You need a bath. You look like death warmed all over you, Dad. And that is the nicest way to tell you, how miserable you look. Not even your smile is still there.”

“And who will undress me ? I am far too weak, Son.”

“You are speaking to the answer.”

The man’s eyes widened, in shock and slight worry.

“Absolutely not, M/n.”

“I am supposed to take care of you, Dad. You are my responsibility. You helped me with everything too, when I was sick. Now...it’s my turn to help. This is nothing new to us, just the roles are reversed.”, M/n reasoned with his Father.

He looked at his Son, still not convinced.

“Your body is too weak to handle itself properly. Your shirt is covered in sick, you are sweating terribly too, which causes you to smell bad later. Let me help you wash up and all is well. I won’t be scarred. I admit, it is weird and uncomfortable, but I want to help you feel better. We are both guys. It is nothing we haven’t seen.”

Alastor eyed his Son for a while and then he sighed.

“Alright...BUT, as soon as we feel too uncomfortable, I want us to stop.”, he said with a few coughs in between.

M/n nodded softly, then he let water into the Bathtub and some bath foam, for bubbles. After the water was running he turned to his Father, who still sat on the floor, back leaned against the wall. The boy rolled his own sleeves up and then approached his Father.

“First we get your arms out and then we pull it over your head, so the sick won’t get in your face and you don’t have to hold your arms up for long.”

M/n grabbed his Father’s left arm and maneuvered his arm out of the sleeve, then he did the same with the right arm, then M/n grabbed the front of the shirt, careful to not touch the stain of sick, and pulled the shirt over his Father’s head. After the shirt was off, M/n folded it and put it away, so he can wash it later.

“Now, stretch your legs out and lift your hips, we pull it all off in one go.”, M/n instructed.

Alastor did as told and soon enough he had only socks still on. M/n took them off and then helped his Father up. He guided him to the Bathtub and helped him inside, gently. As he sat in the tub, M/n put the ruined clothes away, while Alastor sighed in comfort at the warm water.

“I’ll be right back. I am going to get you towels and a new set of Night wear.”, M/n informed his Father.

“Alright.”, he replied weakly.

The boy left and started to collect everything, while Alastor relaxed in the bathtub, turning off the faucet. As he returned with the towels, new set of Pyjamas and a measuring cup, for the hair wash, he saw his Father relaxed. That made him happy.

He put everything on the cupboard near the sink and then approached the bathtub again. He took a washing cloth and wettened it. Alastor opened his left eye, lazily.

“Hey, Son.”, he weakly got out.

“Hello again, Papa.”, the kid greeted back.

He took his Father’s favorite soap and gently lifted the parent’s left arm, then he put some soap on it and started to spread it with the cloth, washing him. Alastor felt uncomfortable at first, but he slowly started to relax into it. This was his Son, he wouldn’t do anything perverted to him.

M/n washed his Father everywhere. Arms, back, chest, neck and he washed the armpits twice too. The two of them agreed that Alastor will wash his legs and man parts himself. M/n helped his Father sit up and held his legs up, because his body was too weakened to do that all itself for longer than 10 seconds. He was grateful to have his Son right now.

The Radio Host got cold in the water and M/n turned the hot water on, to fill the tub a bit more, warming up the bath. When Alastor said it was good enough, the kid shut the water off again and he washed his Father’s hair. The grown up would lie, if he said, that he hated having his hair washed.

M/n massaged his head, while he washed his hair. It felt nice and relaxing. He almost fell asleep, but before he could even think about nodding off, M/n washed his hair out and then got the toilet seat ready, for Alastor to sit down on.

“Alright, now you gotta get out, Pa.”, M/n said.

Alastor sighed and carefully got up, then used M/n as support. Even though the child was just 11 years old, he was strong and wise. He carefully got out of the tub and M/n wrapped a towel around his waist, never once looking and seeing his Father’s tool (Quite the achievement), then he guided him to the toilet seat and sat his Father down. He grabbed a smaller towel next and wrapped his Father’s hair in it, then got a bigger one and started to dry his back, chest, neck and arms.

“Do you want to dry the rest ?”, he asked his Dad.

“Yes.”

M/n nodded. He decided to turn his face to the wall next to him and shut his eyes.

“If you need standing support, I am here. I won’t look.”

Alastor did need the support as he got up. He used the towel around his waist and started to dry the rest of himself, always holding onto M/n when he felt unsteady. After he was dry, he held the towel in front of his crotch.

“I’m done, Cher.”

“Okay. I will turn back around and give you, your underwear.”, M/n informed.

“Okay.”

M/n did as he told Alastor and turned away again, letting his Father use him as support, so he can put on his underwear. After that M/n told his Father to sit back down and he put his pants on him and helped him into his shirt, then he put new socks on his Father too. He smiled as they were finished.

“All done now. Look at you. You are sparkling clean, in new clothes and you look way better than you did a few minutes ago, Papa ! Now we need to style your hair.”, M/n said happily.

Alastor smiled and chuckled. M/n instantly got to work, having watched his Dad do his hair multiple times.

-The next day- (Damn is this shot long...)

After M/n helped his Father into the Bathroom and back into his bed, in the morning, made sure he ate, took his medications, had some food in his stomach and a new bottle of water, with a glass, tissues and a bucket filled with water, he decided to leave the house and head back to the Radio Station.

As soon as he arrived, he was swarmed with his Dad’s coworkers. They lead him into a small room and he was confused. He saw nothing changed, so why were they there ?

“Guys...what did you plan on doing ?”, M/n asked them.

“Don’t worry ! We are getting everything ! You’ll love it, M/n ! We hope it will be helpful to you and your Father too.”, Tony said happily.

Tony Justa was another coworker that was close with Alastor. They weren’t friends per say, but they got along very well and acted, most of the times, like Brothers. It was surprising that someone, who was white skinned, liked Alastor so much. But here Tony was, a white skinned man and he had no problems with M/n’s Papa. He found the whole racist stuff absolutely stupid. M/n couldn’t agree more with him.

“Okay then. You better have something good planned for your petit frère platonique (platonic little Brother).”, M/n teased Tony.

Tony chuckled and rubbed his neck with a soft look. No one knew, but Tony was two years older than Alastor and while they never officially called each other Brothers, they behaved like Brothers. There was no term for such a bond yet, so M/n called them platonic Brothers.

Soon enough the other coworkers came inside and all of them had small baskets or bags in their hands. Francisco gave Tony his bag and then he left M/n’s side and stood in – between the small group and M/n, who looked confused.

“We all wanted to help you and Alastor back to health, so we decided to make small gift bags with get well cards !”, Tony announced.

At that M/n’s eyes went wide in surprise. He didn’t expect that. The others just nodded with big smiles.

“Why would you all do that, you saps ?”, M/n asked gently.

Another coworker chuckled, Peter Geraldo.

“Because, silly, you and your Father brighten up the days here and always make us laugh or at least smile. Without you two here...it’s just not the same. You two always gave us something when you were here, so now it’s our turn.”, Peter stated.

The others nodded. M/n smiled at them and chuckled.

“You are such thoughtful good friends and coworkers. Thank you.”, M/n said softly.

The group smiled and then started to give M/n the bags. They always told him what was in them and M/n couldn’t be happier. One of the discs Alastor had his eyes set on for a while, teas, juices, get well cards, fruit in a lunch box, vegetables, teas they made at home themselves, fruit pies, small snacks for Alastor to munch on and more.

Peter, Francisco and Tony were the last ones. They had the biggest bags.

Peter gave M/n his bag first.

“In there are two cards. One is for him and one for you, Kiddo. Some sweets you like and some things your Dad likes. There are two kinds of tea inside too and two big boxes of different juices.”, he told the boy.

He smiled at Peter and hugged him tightly.

“Thank you, Pete.”

“No problem, Kid. You need some appreciation and care too.”, he replied and rubbed the kid’s back.

Peter stepped back and Francisco was next. M/n gently took it from him.

“There are some homemade teas inside, two recipes that Alastor would love to have they will also power up his Immune System, some homemade spices, a small Coupon that holds 30 Dollars, a strong homemade juice, some tissues, a few sweets for you, some cut fruits in a lunchbox and a little something for you to keep around, Kiddo.”, he said, winking at him.

M/n was curious, but decided to wait until he was at home. He smiled brightly and hugged Francisco.

“Thank you, France.”, M/n said.

“No problem, Kiddo. Peter was right, you also need some appreciation and care.”

How did M/n just get so lucky, with Alastor and now his friends and colleagues, become his too ? Just how lucky was he ?

They parted from the hug and Tony was last. He had a big, gentle grin on his face and handed M/n the big bag.

“There are two juices for each of you two. Two are for your Dad and his Immune system and two are for you to just enjoy and stay healthy with, they are all four homemade too. Two of your favorite teas, homemade, are also in there, some sweets and snacks for you and Alastor, I baked you some of your favorite pastries yesterday too, I know how much you love them. Then I bagged two packages of your Dad’s favorite Coffee in there and I gave you, for food shopping, two 50 Dollar Coupons. I also went around and got you and Alastor each a small little surprise. I hope you two will like them.”

M/n had small tears in his eyes with a big smile. He hugged Tony tightly, which he returned.

“Thank you so much, Oncle (Uncle) !”, M/n said happily.

Tony froze for a split second and then tightened his hug, a big, warm smile on his face.

“No problem, Neveu (Nephew).”

They parted and M/n looked at the time, his eyes widened a slight bit.

“Applesauce ! I need to get home, before Papa wakes up ! Whenever he wakes up he needs me to help him around !”, M/n said, cursing. (Yes, he cursed by saying Applesauce, just like Papa.)

“Is he that weakened ?”, Tony asked worried.

M/n sighed and nodded.

“He has a very high fever and it is hard to get it down...His body is not coping very well with it and he can barely move around on his own. He is...pretty weak right now.”, he told the three still in the room.

“He gets his Medicine ?”, Francisco asked.

“Yes, he does. I always give him his medications when he ate something. Even if it was a small piece of bread.”, M/n answered.

Tony hummed in thought, trying to think of something that might help his, platonically claimed, little Brother. Then he came up with a few things.

“You will need Peppermint tea, it will help with his throat and the coughs, it gives him better rest and his body will relax a bit more. Peppermint has also antiviral properties, and can help to relieve pain, reduce inflammation, and clear congestion. It has the trait to warm you from the inside out. Chamomile tea is also good. It reduces cold symptoms, boosts the immune system, and reduces inflammation. Also if his eyes hurt a lot or they even start to fester, just drown a piece of paper towel in the tea and put it over his eyes, it works wonders. I also would recommend Hibiscus Tea. It will give him a lot of Vitamin C, which his body will need.”, Tony listed off.

Francisco, Peter and M/n stared at him in awe at his knowledge.

“What ? I had to take care of my parents a few times and my Sister. I researched where I could.”, Tony defended himself with a small pout.

M/n smiled and hugged him again.

“Can you write it down for me ?”, he asked the adult.

“I will do you one better. After work, I will get it and come visit. I will help you with Alastor. How does that sound ?”, Tony offered.

M/n looked at him with big eyes.

“But I was supposed to take care of him. What if he makes you sick too ?”

“You will still take care of him, but with a bit of help, so you don’t have to stress yourself around, Kiddo. And if I get sick, I have my Family to look after me AND I will get a break from work. It is a win for me.”

M/n put his finger on his chin and hummed in thought, then he looked at him again and nodded. Okay, deal !

Tony smiled brightly.

“Then I’ll see you later. Now rush home, before Al realizes you ran off.”

The boy nodded and then ran off as fast as he could, yelling Goodbye. Tony chuckled.

“This kid is just what Al needed. Now he has someone that will take care of him again.”, he said to Peter and Francisco.

“Yeah. It’s nice to see that Alastor has someone else to care for him now. After all, we all aren’t getting younger.”, Peter replied with a chuckle and a warm smile.

Francisco nodded, smiling brightly. Then they got back to work. While M/n was home in record time, before his Father woke up and even realized he was out.

Masterlist HERE !

A/N: Yes, it is finally out and I am out of the WIP for part two ! ^^ YASSSS !!!

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aot veteran/104 corp icks bc im back on my bullshit

someone requested AOT veteran icks, they didn't specify nsfw or not so I did both and also added sasha connie and jean bc i luv them:) feel free to message/inbox with requests!

(levi, erwin, hange, jean, sasha and connie)

Levi

will visit ur place and organize things without you asking. he'd just be like "ur welcome, now your kitchen makes sense" and ur like sir, I don't know where anything is now??? also he'd def the type to proclaim he's better than you for only getting two hours of sleep when you got four. honestly so many icks come to mind for this one, imma limit it to those two for now (stay tuned lol)

nsfw: tries to be rough with you but forgets his own strength. will try to throw you on the bed, but he does it too hard so you completely miss the bed and fall on the other side of it and he's just standing there like "🧍🏻...my bad."

Erwin

you cannot convince me this man doesn't wear water shoes at the pool. you guys say you want a dilf until you actually get one bc this is the type of shit it entails^^

nsfw: erwin cannot dirty talk for shit. im srry but if you're a lil kinky this isn't the man for you. try to call him daddy and he'd be like "we don't have kids?" and you explain the kink to him and he'd just say, "have you considered therapy?🤨" now he's concerned, boner gone, you feel called out, just go to sleep tbh

Hange

they're def a firm believer in natural deodorant and won't take the graceful hints that it's not working. prob wouldn't chill w them on a hot day is all i'm saying

nsfw: feel like they'd be really good in bed tbh like i'm struggling to think of an ick. hange has big dick energy, weirdos just do it better idk. i think maybe hange would try to spit in your mouth (they a freak) and they have so much and its thick and globby like the back of the throat type spit, your gonna choke bro im gagging as a i type-

Jean

bring back toxic masculinity because Jean's hair care routine is so good to the point he'll call out your split ends, i just know it

nsfw: a fucking chatterbox like his homies know everything. you've walked in on him telling connie in extreme detail how he had you in a full nelson last night while you screamed bloody murder and he doesn't see why ur mad. "babe, if anything i'm bragging about you 😏" fucking idiot istg. also kinda gross but I think he's the type to keep sniffing his fingers after fingering you like well into the next day EWW

Sasha

obvi she can't share for shit so I think she'd be an annoying person to eat out with. like yk when you're with your friends and only one person puts their card down so the rest can Venmo them? I think you can ask her to Venmo 20 and she'd send 15 and say something like "oh I didn't eat as many fries" but she fr did. never puts her card down either so believe it or not? jail.

nsfw: will literally be on her phone mid-sex with you. feel like she'd be really into the subway surfer vids and yeah, you go down on her and look up and she brought her own entertainment? ipad child behavior

Connie

i think he'd say "we" when talking about his fave sports team as if he contributed. like, "really connie, you helped win the superbowl? did you score a touchdown?" grow tf up

nsfw: insane bush on this one, i feel like he doesn't groom for shit and whatever, that's your choice! but I also feel like college-aged modern connie would talk shit about women who weren't bald down there and won't eat it unless it is. HYPOCRITE!! I think when he gets to his mid-twenties tho he'd mature (sasha beat his ass)

#aot headcannons #levi ackerman #levi headcanons #hange zoe #hange headcanons #erwin smith #erwin x reader #erwin headcanons #jean kirstein #jean headcanons #anime headcanons #connie springer #sasha braus #aot x reader #aot fluff #snk levi

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slutt4ellie · 3 months

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Sacred Hearts Entwined

(Bare with me this is the first story i’ve ever written!)

Ellie Williams X Reader

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Part 2 -> ✞

Part 3 -> ✞

What do you do when you’re falling hopelessly in love with your childhood best friend?

Summery: You’ve been friends since 2nd grade first meeting in school. Growing up in a religious background you’ve always been taught the “right” way to think. So why are you falling in love with her..?

Warnings -> Mentions of the “d slur” / Parents are controlling / homophobia / Both extremely confused of their feelings / cheating / (lmk if I missed anything else!)

WC: 2.3k

(Did not proofread!!)

The girl who caught your eye since you were kids, Ellie Williams.

Age 6 (grade 2) -

You didn’t have much friends, after all it was only grade 2 and being popular was probably the least of your concerns, at least that’s what your mom constantly told you.

Growing up as a naturally shy kid, meant going outside of the box to talk to people wasn’t precisely your idea of “fun”! That’s why you often dissociated, it seemed easier that way? So, as soon as the bell rang for recess you would go to the back of the playground where no one else sat watching the different animals the would scale the trees while the birds would flow through the sky.

But today was a different day, as you did that normal routine a girl sat beside you, freckles that trailed all around her face and light green eyes that shined in the sun with auburn hair which ended up being almost bright red in the sun.

“Do you like watching the animals too?” She asked fairly quietly looking at her hands, you sorta look at her and nod, to nervous to talk..

Age- 7 (grade 3) -

You shortly did learn her name after that moment, Ellie Williams. To be fair you actually started learning almost everything about her. She’s an only child, loves spending most of her time doing art or playing outdoors, she’s way more extroverted then you ever could be, and she has a pet dog named Max.

You and Ellie almost spent all your time together if not at her house playing outside then you guys would be cooped up in your basement finding new board games while your mother cooked dinner for you guys upstairs. Coming out of your shell with her seemed easier then other people, she made it easy. After all she didn’t get easily bored of my shyness through the beginning.

Age 10 (grade 6) -

“Okay push!!” Ellie groans pushing a trash bin closer to the convenience store ladder which leads to the roof. “Ellie this is dumb” You say on the opposite side using your back to help her push it. “Just relax! Once we get up there, then we can practically see the whole town!” She smiles continuing to push it “But if we get caug-“ You can’t even finish your sentence before she talks “We won’t get caught!” She says as the trash bin finally reaches the end of the brick wall.

“K boost me!” Ellie smiles walking up beside you as you slowly crouch resting your back on the cold metal trash bin, you put your hands in a cuff which Ellie’s foot rest in as you lift her up. She’s not even standing on the trash bin for more then 10 seconds before the bottom gives out and she falls feet first in the bagged trash “Ag fuck! Help!” Ellie groans trying to lift herself out.

You burst out laughing not even grabbing her hands to help her up and out, but now she yells “Help me!!” You’re still cackling as she practically falls out “Eww now you smell weird!” You laugh getting away from her “Oh yeah you want a hug?” Ellie says chasing after you as you run away into the distance.

Age 14 (Freshman year) -

“It’s bullshit!” Ellie says annoyed “They didn’t care about signing us up for a catholic school for the last 10 years” Ellie says kicking in her new shoes she got for her uniform “Maybe just a change of heart” You shrug almost accepting it “You barley even care” Ellie says looking at you “Us pouting isn’t gonna change our parents mind, the decision is final now?”

“I don’t wanna even go, I look really dumb in a skirt.” Ellie holds it up disappointed “Ellie you look fine in a skirt” You sorta smile looking at her “I don’t, I rather just wear the pants.” Ellie groans sliding her hands down her face dramatically “Well I think you look good?” You say partially because you want her to stop whining about it but mainly because you mean it.

Age 15 (grade 10) -

“So you’re going with Alex then?” Ellie ask looking at you as you read a book “I mean yeah he asked it would be weird not to go?” You sorta shrug “K..? I- We just always made fun of people who went to the dances, I just didn’t except you to suddenly change?” Ellie says, she wants it to seem like she doesn’t care but she’s genuinely doing a horrible job covering it. “I guess I didn’t get the impression you cared so much?” An annoyed tone leaking through your voice.

“I don’t.” Ellie says almost coldly adding on a few seconds later. “I’m probably gonna dip, my parents want me home soon anyway.” Ellie says standing up. You sorta just wave also not in the mood it’s been a long day and you don’t wanna fight with Ellie over a stupid thing like going to the dance with someone.

16 (grade 11) -

The moment where the story starts to go downhill, well this is it. You got together with Alex a few weeks after the dance and you’ve been together all summer. Leaving little time for Ellie, and don’t get me wrong! It’s not like it’s purposefully happening, it’s just the fact that you’re both at 2 different points and spending all your time with the person you’ve previously been doing that with for 10 years isn’t exactly on your top priority list. Ellie’s also just been weird around you, she doesn’t like it when Alex is brought up occasionally sighing every time he’s even mentioned or going on about how she can’t see you guys going beyond high school. And at this point you finally talk “You say it like you’re fucking jealous?” You say a bit pissed off.

“Why the fuck would I be jealous?” Ellie claps back. “I don’t know Ellie! Please you tell me, every time I bring him up it’s like the idea of me dating someone repeals you, I don’t get why you’re not happy for me!”

“Who ever said I wasn’t happy for you” Ellie says now no longer walking so she can actually look at you in the face. “You just imply it constantly, like am I missing something, did he do something??” You say actually wanting to hear her opinion, why she hates him. Ellie chokes up though, wanting nothing to do with the real reason she doesn’t like Alex.

“Because I-“ She stops, and switches what she was going to say. “Because me and you barley hang out anymore, last summer all we did was go to each others houses and now you have 0 time for me!” She sorta yells. “Because Ellie I have a boyfriend? Did you not except us to grow up?” You now yell back, this whole argument is picking up fast. “I expected you to have the fucking decency to hang out with me once in awhile, you think i’m some girl who’s just obsessed with you and it’s getting old” Ellie says hurt that becoming evident when her voice cracks. “Ellie I didn’t say-“ You can’t finish your sentence because she talks. “It’s fine we can hang out later.” She says turning around and walking away.

To be fair half of you wants to chase after her, talk to her like you used to before you guys even started high school, but you don’t. This isn’t a movie after all.

(Present: Saturday)

You and Ellie haven’t talked in about 4 days since the little fight, the annoying part of it is the fight wasn’t even that serious, it’s just neither of you know where to start.

Throughout your friendship there’s only been a few fights, none of them being at all important, dumb stuff like you never gave each others clothes back or broke a toy. Never something like this, something that actually had meaning.

You don’t even understand why it bothers Ellie so much that you’re dating Alex, she’s your best friend, if anything she should support it, you would support her? As of now though you’re trying to do everything in your power to completely ignore the fact you guys even had a fight, as long as she doesn’t talk to you and you don’t talk to her it’s fine! Right…?

That’s at least how you thought about it, avoiding it seemed like the best situation at the end of the day because you never had to confront the problem, you did that a lot. When you were 7 and broke a glass cup, the way you solved it was hiding it in between the tiny opening between your counter and oven. Which actually ending up working..till your brother found it and immediately snitched.

Tonight though there was a perfect distraction, there was a party and half the school was going to be there, I mean it was a safe assumption saying Ellie wasn’t going to be. She hated parties, she said “It’s like a bunch of toddlers in a room, not really anything fun about that?” Which wasn’t completely false but she rarely let loose and actually drank.

Tonight’s plan was to get blackout drunk, forget Ellie, forget school, just forget everything as of now, and just hang out with the guy you loved..?

Because you love Alex how could you not?? He plays football, is popular, has a bunch of friends, treats you nice! You would be insane not to like him!! So why does everything with him feel so stale and forced? Shit now you’re thinking to much about this, Ellie is just getting in your head.

So when it was 11pm and your boyfriend Alex picked you up you made sure to make him the only thing on your mind, hanging around him, being touchy, anything to convince you that you love him. “Baby can you get me a drink” He ask smiling kissing your cheek “Yeah of course” You smile walking over to the kitchen grabbing a red solo cup filling it up with punch when as you look up, there she in. Ellie..

“Real gentleman you picked out.” Ellie says sarcastically drinking out of her red solo cup clearly tipsy if not drunk. “What..” You sigh looking up at her.. “I said real gentlemen. I mean because he’s grabbing your drinks and all!” She smiles looking at you right in the eyes.

“Why the fuck do you suddenly care so much Ellie.” You say annoyed looking at her. “I don’t care I just know you could do better..” She shrugs looking at her red solo cup the confidence disappearing after that sentence. “Who’s the magical person who’s better for me then Ellie?” You look up at her

Ellie sorta shrugs. She wants to say her but she rather skip on border school because her stupid crush on you, if her parents found out Ellie would be kicked out in a matter of seconds. “I don’t know, just someone better” you just slowly nod as Ellie finishes her sentence “Thanks for that great speech Ellie.” Ellie grabs you arm as you try and leave. “When did you start settling for low?” Ellie ask looking at you “Fuck you” You push her.

Ellie pushes you back “You’ve changed” You quickly shoot back “You act like you fucking like me!” you say probably to loud “You seem like a dyke Ellie.” You don’t even know why you said that!..well you sorta do. It was to cover your own ass, it was better to say that then “I think i’m in love with you Ellie”. Ellie almost immediately steps back and walks out which prompted you to follow “Ellie I didn’t fucking- fuck.” You can’t even finish your sentence before she’s gone, at this point you’re almost sure you just fully screwed up your whole friendship.

(Sunday 3:47am)

You can’t fall asleep knowing you called Ellie that, it was a heat of the moment and you didn’t even fucking mean it, it felt so much easier then admitting you think you love her? What if she didn’t feel the same when, then the whole school knows you like girls and next thing you know your parents find out and you’re getting sent to a border school to be “corrected”! Fuck, fuck, fuck. You get out of your bed throwing on a t shirt and sweatpants, what are you even doing??

You quickly sneak out your window and start running to Ellie’s house which is about a 7 minute normal walk. As you run up you notice that Ellie’s bedroom light is on, so sneakily climb up onto the roof, you used to do that a lot during summer after your mom would say no to a sleepover but once you climb up Ellie’s window you lightly knock on it.

After about a minute and a half she opens the window and sees it’s you almost immediately shutting it. Before Ellie can shut it though she puts her palm on the window. “Ellie can we talk” You ask genuinely nervous she might say no.. “No, i’m studying?” Ellie completely lies but she just needs a shitty excuse “Ellie it’s Sunday can I just come in. Please.” At this point it’s like your begging and Ellie eventually opens the window fully. You step in looking at her “I’m so sorry” you say almost immediately “Mhm” Ellie replies, she doesn’t wanna here stupid ass sorry’s

“Ellie” You say looking at her.

And as soon as Ellie looks up you lean forward and kiss her. Ellie moves her hands on your face and you do the same..

But that moment is cut almost immediately right after when Ellie’s father walks in..

A/N -> I hope this is okay for my first post!! I’ve been reading on tumblr for about a month now and I thought making something could be interesting. I might make a part 2 depending on if I feel like it considering this story ends on a cliff hanger 😭

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bronx-bomber87 · 7 months

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Happy Monday evening all :) Ewww an Ashley episode. Such a bummer after the last episode haha Not a ton of Chenford content but what we do get is good. There is a case involved but they're not in it enough to analyze anything. Oh also this ep is the intro of Chris so double eww. This episode is just one giant display of why Ashley and Chris aren't meant for either of them. But we knew that already didn't we? Let’s get started eh?

4x10 Heart Beat

Start our episode off with why Ashley isn’t right for Tim. Hit the ground running and the reasons are plentiful. First off Tim doesn’t even think to make Ashley anything. This is all for Kojo. Which I friggin love btw. The animal lover in me adores how spoiled Kojo is. Also imma need some more of this pup in S6. You hear me writers? I need this dog back. Ashley says she’s not a breakfast person but still the least romantic morning ever. They are very early in their dating period and its pretty tame. The way he moves around her. No intimacy at all. Avoiding her as he makes his way over to Kojo’s bowl.

Shows more affection towards his dog than her haha It’s the complete opposite of Tim and Lucy in 5x20. Where there is zero space, lots of touching, flirting and food to be had. Can't keep their hands off each other. The blahness that is Ashley is prominent in this opening scene. Also her judgy tone when she mentions that’s what he gets? If I was dating a man who took that good of care of his dog? I would be a goner. But this is Ashley so….

She is far too vapid for Tim. I looked up the definition of that word to reinforce my point. “Offering nothing that is stimulating or challenging.” If that isn’t the definition of their relationship and her as a character idk what is. Tim has found the very opposite from Lucy in Ashley. She is blah, doesn’t challenge him in any way and definitely doesn’t stimulate him whatsoever. All things he gets from Lucy. Interesting...Almost like he shouldn't be dating her....

She continues down her ‘Why she is wrong for Tim path' When she is afraid/doesn’t like Kojo. I already didn’t like her but this didn’t help her case. If I was dating someone and they didn’t like my dog?Goodbye sir. Twas fun while it lasted LOL Maybe it’s the protective dog person in me but I can not stand her first thought being ‘dangerous’ with Kojo. Just because he didn’t like her at first. Tim telling her he took him in cause Lucy couldn’t keep him.

He tries to help her adjust to him but she isn't about it. Just wants to leave. To me if my dog doesn’t like you that is far more telling than anything else IMO. Dogs have a good sense of people so this would’ve been telling to me as a dog owner. Ashley was already on my 'I don’t like you list.' But the not liking Kojo part plummets her to the very bottom…Also watching Tim with Kojo is ovary explosion for me. Way he pets him and loves on him. My heart. That's his kid.

We join our couple in their shop. Lucy asks how it’s going with Ashley? Tim says good but there was some weirdness this morning. Tim mentions he thinks she doesn’t like Kojo. Lucy’s reaction cracks me up. She could not be more telling when she says 'So you broke up with her? Thats too bad….I liked her…’ 'Lying liar. You know she was hoping he did. We all want that.

The way he loves that dog it actually would make sense. To Lucy as well her not liking Kojo is another strike against her anyways. It’s a valid response to anyone who is a pet owner really. Unfortunately we are stuck with her for a long while. Bleh. My dislike for her is very strong. Because she is everything he doesn’t need or want.

Tim says since when? Knowing she has never liked her. That Lucy had been giving him crap cause she’s a lifeguard ha I mean I can't say I blame her. I would too. Her sarcasm continuing with her reply. Fairly certain none of us considered it a career until Ashley came into the picture. Tim defends the training she had to go through. That it was rigorous training at the fire academy. Trying to make her job sound more prestigious than it is in just the name alone. Lucy doesn’t press it further and says my bad with a smile even though I think she is still secretly judging her LOL

Lucy has such a dog-mom moment here. I love it so very much. As she states his full name above LOL I bet you she has supplied that boy with many chew toys he’s destroyed. Makes me happy to think of Lucy going over to Tim's just to deliver treats and toys for their shared fur-child. Seriously going to need some couple moments with him in S6. It's a crime we haven't gotten them yet.

Lucy's transparency continues when she tells Tim 'Clearly Ashley has to go.' If only it was that easy. Saying it’s a moot point if she doesn’t like Kojo. Now anyone can see she isn’t right for him. The person who knows him the best? Can see it from a mile away the multiple reasons Ashley isn’t right for Tim. So might as well cut this off right now in her opinion. The look they share haha Even when talking about his relationship they are flirty af. So married in their disposition with one another. I love it. Also he's not really disagreeing with her...

Lucy ends up getting a phone call and it’s Ashley… She is confused but intrigued by this phone call. Idk how the hell she got her number. LOL Now you know Lucy is in love with Tim when she gives such solid advice to Ashley. It’s the way she talks about Kojo being like Tim. Girl is so gone for him. Something she continually tries to suppress this entire season. Like she is warding it off really.

Ashley tells her she likes Tim but she’s scared of his dog. Asking why she gave him away? Asking if he was too aggressive? Ugh I hate her animal ignorance so much. Maybe it’s because been I've been in dog world for over a decade but I cannot stand her going right to ‘aggressive.’ Lucy defends her boy says 'No! Not at all. He just wasn’t meant for her living situation.'

Lucy asks if she doesn’t like dogs? Secretly hoping she says yes heh Ashley tells she had a bad experience once. Lucy empathizes and says she gets it. Goes on to say Kojo is the sweetest guy. It’s here we see her switch over to gushing about Tim. It’s the way she’s looking at Tim in Grey’s office that gets me. As she explains how Kojo is just like Tim. Careful Lucy your feelings are showing.

He’s big, gruff, and a whole lot of bark but underneath is a sweetheart. I mean Tim is for HER. Let’s get that clear first. Tim is only soft for Lucy. I adore her helping out in this situation though. She didn't have to but it's Lucy. If Ashley could see how she was looking at Tim. She might feel a little threatened. Not only that but her deep knowledge of Tim. Might catch on she’s just the littlest bit in love with him lol But then 4x12 happens later on so.... How she didn’t break up with Tim after that display idk. So maybe she wouldn’t put 2 and 2 together.

I'm giving her too much credit haha Lucy speaks from a place of love about him. She probably has no idea how she is coming off but it's so obvious. Clearly not talking about Kojo in that tone. She loves that good boy but loves his owner more. Lucy tells her to talk to Tim about it. Ashley replies no that she’s not going to make him pick between her or his dog. That there is a whole genre of country songs about that. Before Lucy can defend Tim more or why she should Ashley cuts the convo off and says good night. Awkward…

It’s then we meet friggin Chris Sanford. *glares* The epitome of meh. Earlier in the ep they arrested young boy dealing drugs. He is one of James’s newest mentees. Lucy being the empathetic soul she is cites him out on a lower charge. That way he gets a fighting chance with James to turn his life around. Just has to attend his court date and such. Very kind thing of her to do for this young man.

He comes in like a mega douche. Instant dislike for his character for how he comes at Lucy. Trying to shame her for citing him out like she did. Calling her naive and basically being an absolute asshat. Lucy CRUSHES him in her reply above. I dislike Chris so very much so this was glorious to watch. Tim Bradford doesn’t stand a chance most days against her. You think your puny ass with 4 months of experience had a chance of winning that argument? What a putz…

Lucy catches Tim in the parking garage before he leaves. Ah this glorious place where all our wonderful moments occur. Lucy tells him it was Ashley who called her earlier. Gotta love how open she is with Tim always. As usual Lucy is toeing the line of personal boundaries with him. Possibly overstepping by bringing this up. But that’s kind of their thing.

Also like to note how telling it is that Ashley felt more comfortable coming to Lucy and not her BF about this. That she didn’t think he would listen to her but Lucy would. Because well she did. Lucy does get the other side of the story with Kojo. That is not a dislike but bad experience on her end. Which to be fair is valid when you’ve had a bad experience with a dog. Now that being said I still dislike so very much.

What I’m trying to get at here is Lucy interpreted this as Tim not fulling listening to Ashley’s concern. It’s not surprising Tim gets a little hard headed about things. Especially things he loves. So he’s instantly defensive about said things. I’m the same way. Lucy knows this about him. Which is why they’re having this conversation. So she can bring his attention to it in way only she can. Because Tim actually listens to Lucy. This scene really is more about their bond than his issue with Ashley. How Lucy is the only one who can ever get through to Tim. Her super power really.

He doesn’t listen to anyone the way he listens to Lucy. Especially when she is doling out advice for him. This is a kindness she is doing for him. Letting him know one his GF called her and two the reason behind it. That she is scared and he needs to listen to her about it. Tim shrugs it off like it’s nothing. Which you can see Lucy is a little taken aback with. How instantly shut off he is to this conversation. But like i said earlier he is defensive about things he loves. He LOVES that dog.

This is their dance with advice he is defensive or dismissive at first. Then it sinks in and he truly listens to what she is telling him. She may not like Ashley. (None of us do..) But she would be remiss not to share her opinion on this with him. Tim instead of thanking her for the advice deflects. Because well Tim. Asking why she is so invested in his love life? Asking with a little smile some sass in that question of his. Also gauging what her reaction will be. He is truly curious.

It is interesting how his love life is the only one she intercedes in. Not Nolan or any of his. She didn’t with Jackson for either of his love interests. Just Tim. Because that shows the level of importance this man has gained in her life. Saw some parallels to this moment and 2x03. When she was trying to pair Tim up with Rachel. How Lucy once again is involved in his love life. It’s true that she just wants him to be happy.

Also Tim’s interest in why she is interested in his love life is far different than 2x03. He didn’t question it then. Just thought it was apart of their bet. In S4 he is a lot more aware. Like I said in the last review their bond and their awareness of each other is far stronger than it was in S2. He is so genuinely curious why she is so invested in it?

They’ve had a lot of intimate moments and work flirts since 4x01. Tim can feel the shift that has happened between them. So it makes him curious why she is helping him like she is? Lucy does some deflecting of her own for his question. Saying she doesn’t want to drive around on patrol while he is moping around about this girl. He is so offended by her saying this it's so funny. That if he likes this girl he should listen to her. It’s funny all the things she’s telling him to do with Ashley he naturally does with her. Funny old world lol

Tim’s reply back cracks me up. Saying when has he ever moped? That he doesn’t even know how to. Oh but you do my love. You perfect it in S5. While you pine for her while she is still with Chris the putz. But ok sure you don’t know how. His eye roll is so damn funny Eric always crushes it when he does this. Her little Mmhmm as she walks away smirking. Has this man wrapped around her finger. She drives him insane and Tim absolutely loves it.

Tim follows through on Lucy’s advice and listens to Ashley’s fears. Really Lucy extended this relationship when it was destined to fail. But she cares so much about Tim and his happiness she gave him solid advice. This bit made me chuckle. Saying Kojo needs to be bossed around a little to listen. heh. Just like daddy. There's a reason he only listen's to Lucy.

Kojo being just like Tim of course he needs a strong woman to boss him around to listen. I wouldn't call Ashley strong but she got the idea. I mean that scene in the parking garage kinda a parallel to this one in that regard. Doesn’t listen at first then eventually comes around when they're bossed around ha. Not a ton in this ep for them. Solid moments nonetheless. Sadly we are saddled with a Chris and Ashley for a little while. But we get tons of goodies between all that so it helps.

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Side notes- non Chenford

I do love James and Wes starting up their bromance. They cute.

Thank you to all who continually support these reviews. Your likes, comments and reblogs make it all worth it. See you Wednesday with 4x11 :)

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yourpsicodelicbitch · 1 year

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Astrology placements combo+ pt 2

This picture is from Pinterest.

Disclaimer: I did a fucking tesis for each one.

Pisces rising + cancer moon combination is the representation of the stereotype of water signs. I’m serious. If the person grew up in an environment that couldn’t benefit them, they could use copy mechanisms that were not very healthy. They need a secure space, that won’t overwhelm them, that’s healthy. Because they are highly emphatics, they feel the energy of the environment, the energy of what their loved present because what they are passing trough. They are sensitive, and that’s not a problem, that’s what makes you human. Growing up, water moons could have been constantly criticized for showing sensitivity; expressions like crying or been affected by situations where they have observed and saw from a different point of view. Cancer moons could have grown up attached to their moms/mother figures. Serving and caring for her deeply. The relationship you have with them is THE relationship of what’s view as a mom-native relationship. Your mom is your home. You saw them as someone SO nurturing and full of love, maternal. You could admire your grandmas, uncles, etc. You needed to be cared. When the mom needed support, they could have not given the space or privacy the kid needed. She could have been clingy. A strong bond. You could have seen her passing some tough emotional moments, and probably you were the only one realizing it. This situations that happened to your mom could affect you in a way you try to escape from reality with those copy mechanism I was referring to. Plus the pisces rising, that’s ruled by Neptune, planet of subconscious mind and delusion. THEY FEEL. And are overwhelmed by the fact that the world is not as idealized -with pink rainbows and colorful butterflies with glitter (sorry🧚‍♀️)- as they thought. And Jupiter, planet of expansion and tolerant. Since this, they have difficulties having boundaries, with differencing reality from their dreams and desires. Also, boundaries with the relationship with themselves and others. They are CONFUSED about how they see themselves, about HOW they are. They have a hard time getting carried away by what others say, by what others tell them who they are. They don’t fucking know. Mostly, because neptune is the planet of delusion, it’s difficult for others people’s eyes to decipher them. So they idealize them, they, without realizing, put a standard on the ruled by neptune person. It’s chaos, because they could feel the need to meet those standards. They are highly emotional intelligent, that’s why, leaving the diplomatic stuff; stop fucking don’t being responsable for your actions, and then blaming others or the situation you’re in, victimizing yourself. Every fucking person is going through something, you’re not the only one. Only bc you FEEL -or show it- doesn’t mean is more valid. The emotions, sensitivity that they didn’t learn to handle + the lack of boundaries between reality and illusions/idealization. That’s it. I have to point it out. It’s too much water. Poor person. I have to ask you: How are you? How have you survived so far? 🤯 Well, I have to tell you, you’re so strong for being been here till now. For feeling misunderstood, trying ways to escape (even if those copy mechanism weren’t healthy, you tried because you couldn’t much, you didn’t know and were so confused), for to be able to breath, for being lost. But I gotta call out something, you’re still here and I’m so proud of you for that. Even if it doesn’t resonate :) You try and that’s good enough. Now it’s time to take advantage of the traits you are blessed with. And to learn how to deal with them, but in a way it won’t hurt you and won’t give you an instant relief, not a relief. A way of living, not surviving. Fuck, I’m being too dramatic again. Eww sorry it gives me CRINGE. But you got your moment cancer 🌝 + pisces ⬆️ Sorry if this doesn’t resonate, I think I introspected too much as a neptune dominant. Tell me in the comments if I exaggerated or something… 🤪

What I was listening while typing this 🎶

Sagittarius venus + 9H stellium (me😟🤪) People with these placements NEED -I’m not joking, bc the way I suffer If I don’t have this- freedom. The key word is exploration. Since sagittarius is ruled by Jupiter in both modern and ancient astrology. Is about growth, to living different experiences by the grace of expanding the knowledge you have till now. To learn, analyzing and observing the experience, the “good and bad” (I put it like that bc I don’t really believe in those terms, it’s too complex to just put it in black and white, good or bad), welcoming what could help you or benefit you in the future -such as values, ways of acting, etc.-, and reflecting why other traits, actions or values don’t function with their mindset/benefit them. Or simply questioning themselves “Why do I think like this?” Their whole life could turn around spirituality, religion -doesn’t mean necessarily that you believe in, but that you question it-, travel to foreign countries, politics, healing, fortune, lucky, optimism and miracles. (9H) This combination is in simple words, being a philosopher. What I meant is that the fever of expanding their knowledge consumes them. They love it, it’s so natural🤪. But sometimes could be hard, questioning too much. This people have a unique point of view, different than the average, could have a strong vision about a certain topic. If you ask them about it, PREPARE for the nerd moment you’re gonna contemplate: they’re going to get excited like a little kid, start explaining, showing you proofs, documentaries. They’re going to do the posible to make you understand and to make you share the same excitement as them. Freedom is on top of their pyramid, is not an exception in their relationships. Sagittarius venus + 9H combo needs someone to go with the flow, to contrast their anxious -most of you wouldn’t agree with me, but they’re ambitious, they want to learn more and more, they’re preoccupied to know, to be themselves, to not feel controlled- nature. They’re honest and sincere. And most important, they set boundaries, what most of the venus signs lack of. Sooner or later, they do. If something between you and them -talking about friendship- doesn’t fit with them they’re gonna tell you, what bothers them, or they’re going to ghost you. When there’s no meaning for them to conserve you in their lives, I don’t know how to explain it. It could sound selfish, but is healthy; being selfish for yourself is okay. Don’t force them, please don’t, they feel overwhelmed; they’re gonna escape. They look to be with someone who is their best friend and at the same time lover, someone that they don’t have to have filter, where they don’t feel cringe. And let them do their crazy stuff, joke around, being sarcastic, someone who understand/accept their jumps of energy or when they need space, because they do. They want a partner who accompanied them in their adventures, who help them grow. Someone that have the same mindset or is open minded; someone who aliment them with their intelligence. They don’t like short talk, superficial. They love depth conversation and with topics that could get them to reflect. They could not like people who seem too comfortable with they’re actual situation, someone who doesn’t seek change. Also, they don’t like when they are clingy, and when they are too delusional or too down to earth. No extremes. These combo get bored REALLY easily, those high standards are for a reason. I know they have a bad fame like “they’re players” blablabla, but when they know you’re the one -or feel it, etc.- they proof you wrong. They are loyal, give you attention, love physical touch or gifts -depends on the degree-, etc. They’re picky, they have high standards for establish in a serious relationship -or you can call it compromise issues🤪-. They know their value. That’s how they are and you can’t do anything about it. They’re free spirits. the fucking cliché phrase they always use to describe them🤮 but yes😍🥰🏃🍃🌬️😋

What I was listening while typing this 🎶

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•This is based on my personal experience and what I have analyzed in my surroundings.

•English is not my first language.

•I am not a profesional astrologer, I just love astrology and I’m willing to learn.

Thank youu. baibaiii🫣🫶🏼💋

Do not copy. Please give me credits.

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sgtmickeyslaughter · 4 months

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46 + 67 for the trope mashup please? 💖

Is there anything more ooey gooey than a sick fic?

46 Sick!Fic/Injury + 67 Casual Intimacy/Physical Comfort

“You didn’t get enough milk as a kid,” Mickey pointed it out. “Your sister always watered that shit down.”

“Is that right, Mickey Milk?” Ian asked teasingly through the pain meds as the nurse wrapped his arm up in the hardening cast.

Mickey nodded with his eyebrows raised and his lower lip pinched with two front teeth. Ian was just glad he was back to teasing, he’d been a nervous wreck from the second Ian had cried out in pain, and nearly fainted at the sight of bone where it was sticking out from under Ian’s skin.

Ian learned a long time ago that Mickey could go a little batshit when it came to protecting his nest, and Ian was a very big part of his nest. He’d already talked to Mickey about not being a total fucking dick to the nurses, because his husband was an asshole and Ian had to have surgery to reset his arm so naturally Mickey was a bit well, high strung.

“Why’d you have to break your right arm, man?” Mickey whined once they got back to the truck, annoyance not shown in the gentle way he was buckling the seat belt around Ian’s sling. “I’m going to be wiping your ass for weeks.”

“You’re not going to be wiping my ass,” Ian said indignantly. “I mean, I’ll need a little help-”

“Ian, I’m joking obviously. That’s the whole point of having a husband, when I become a demented fuck from all the headshots I’ve taken over the years you’ll be there to remind me who the hell I am. We do need to stop by to show Franny that you’re alive because she’s flipping her shit right now, she thinks it’s her fault.”

Ian sighed but agreed, stopping by the house for a couple of minutes so that Franny could see that he was mostly completely fine.

It fucking hurt, his arm really fucking hurt and he didn’t want to keep taking the pain meds. Thirty somethings don’t usually break their arms climbing trees so the world isn’t really built around accommodating him, luckily his husband is a beast with bark and bite and extreme care.

His sixth sense when it came to Ian was almost creepy sometimes. After the first week, Ian stopped gloating over the royal treatment Mickey needed to give him. It was funny at first, but he was soon slightly annoyed and embarrassed about being washed, fed, and dressed because all he had was his stupid, useless left hand.

And he felt like he was all stupid, unless left hand. So he didn’t want to let on when his arm was killing him, or when he was getting annoyed by the coddling, and yet somehow Mickey knew. He’d sling an arm around Ian while they were watching movies and dig his thumb into the joint between his shoulder and arm, saying nothing until the tension dissipated. Then he’d get up and claim to be in desperate need for peanut M&Ms, leaving Ian alone in the apartment for a few minutes while he ran to the corner store.

By the time he got back, all the frustration and humiliation of the day seemed to have melted away and they could try to throw candy into each other mouths from opposite ends of the couch.

The day Ian got the cast off was as massive relief, they were both so excited for Ian to be able to use his fucking hands again, Mickey watched excitedly as they took the saw to his disgusting off white cast, even leaning in and letting out an theatrical eww at the sight of his dirty, shriveled limb.

That night when they got home Ian announced that he was overdo for a shower, stripping down and staring expectantly at Mickey.

Mickey raised his eyebrows, staring back at his husband.

“Aren’t you coming?” Ian asked curiously.

“I thought you’d want to maybe, I don’t know, wash your own hair since you’re been bitching for the last week.”

“Well,” Ian said slightly huffy. “I liked it when you washed my hair, maybe I just wanted the option to do it myself.”

Mickey shook his head with an indulgent smile, stripping his shirt off and throwing it playfully at his husbands face on his way to the bathroom.

Hope you enjoyed :)

#gallavich #shameless #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #gallavich fanfic #prompt game

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starshipqstar · 3 months

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On a supportive queer fandom, community, and making our first ever animation

Making the Starship Q Star animation has largely been wonderful - we got to make a show we love and learnt a LOT. As two writers new to producing the format (Lauren had only written for kids animation) - it was a huge learning curve. A learning cliff if you will. Whilst we had to cut a lot out for time and budget, we're really proud of how they turned out within the constraints. And by the end? Lauren and I coloured most of the final episode and I did all the compositing and VFX myself (all in Toon Boom Harmony - a program neither of us had used a few months before).

Animation is also still a bit of a boys club - so we committed to finding a design and animation team that was diverse as possible, and reflected what the project was about. I'm proud to say that we managed that (out of our cast & crew of 24, only 3 were cis-men - and most were queer). We also gave opportunities to diverse creatives who hadn't had jobs in the industry before - and have since seen some of them use the experience to get more paid work. You simply love to see it! All of the cast and crew are incredibly special and brought amazing things to the show - an absolute dream team.

It hasn't been easy at all - animation is a LOT of work, and the budget didn't allow for all the support we probably needed, so it was months of unpaid work for the two if us, and a number of weeks working 15-20 hour days to get it done. But we bloody well did it!

But since the show has been out, it's been a bit of a... reality check? Having been immersed in the audio drama community with Starship thus far - we perhaps got a little too used to how incredible supportive (and perhaps queer?) everyone is.

Another animation project is part of the same initiative as we are, and it was one of the first projects released. The creator is a really lovely and talented guy who has made a special show we really enjoyed. His show went kind of viral - which is AWESOME! It's great! However due to his experience on certain other projects... some of the fans of his show... aren't necessarily our audience? And the nature of the initiative means only some projects get chosen to make more.

The first comment on YouTube a few minutes after the Ep 1 of Starship Q Star was published was "make more [the other show]". Then our socials started getting homophobic and really negative comments (and trust me I have spent a long time curating that tiktok algorithm lol). At first I thought it was weird or maybe it was just because we were being shared by a third party so the wrong audience were finding us - but then they also included comments like "[the other show] is better".

I honestly find it odd that some fans take it upon themselves to do stuff like this. Making art is hard! And liking one thing better than something else doesn't mean you have to actively hate that something else! There's room for us all to succeed (well, once we take care of that pesky thing called capitalism). And maybe remember that when it's an indie project the people who made the thing are usually the ones running the socials lol.

We are so grateful to have had so many incredible people love and champion the show in both audio and animated format. And we feel so lucky to be a part of both the queer and audio drama community (yes I know that venn diagram is a circle) - it truly is such a special supportive environment that lifts one other up.

Anyway, I'll probably delete this (way too earnest - eww) but thanks to all the lovely ones out there. We really love and appreciate all of you and all the nice comments and messages and shares. Means the world!

#audio drama #fiction podcast #lgbtqia+#animation #queer #queer community #lgbtq community #audio fiction

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blackypanther9 · 10 months

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Uncle x Papa – Nephew!Kid!Lloyd x Adopted Son!Morro x Father!Uncle!Male!Reader (Ninjago)

Part 3

WARNING!: Mention of rape, kidnapping and murder, mention of abandonment, mention of close to death encounter, Angered Morro AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!

“Morro is still around ?! I thought...after all these years of him not returning...he died.”, Wu muttered.

“No he is alive.”

“Describe him to me.”

“Black hair with a green strand in it, forest green eyes, wears gray and green clothes, has some weird symbol on his clothes, like we have on ours, spiked eyebrows on the ends.”, Cole described.

“That...that is him...”, Wu muttered.

“And M/n ?”, Zane pressed.

“He...was my Brother. Garmadon’s and my Brother. After a few events, he moved out and I never knew where he went.”, he answered.

Kai covered Jay’s mouth and shook his head. He didn’t want them to tell Wu that Lloyd was with them.

“My sister has a date with Morro.”, Kai informed.

Wu looked at him in surprise.

“She does ? Who made the first move ?”, he asked.

“Morro did.”, Zane answered.

He looked even more shocked.

“That is impossible. He would NEVER have time for such things. He was always way too busy to prove me wrong... Did he change ?”, Wu was in deep thoughts.

So what Morro said was true. Wu did know them and the proving part seemed to be right too. Kai was ready to stalk his Sister tomorrow.

-The next day after Lunch-

M/n gave Morro a small basket for a picnic and told them both to be careful in the woods. Then they left and they found Nya. Morro landed behind her and Lloyd got down.

“Hello, Nya.”, Morro greeted.

She turned around and smiled.

“Hello, Morro and Lloyd.”, she replied.

Nya was dressed up in nice clothes, but not too nice, in case she gets dirty. Morro and Lloyd just the same.

“You look charming, Nya.”, Morro complimented.

“Thank you, you look nice as well.”, she replied.

Lloyd looked at Nya in awe, but shook his head and stuck his tongue out, looking away.

“Eww, girls...”, Lloyd muttered.

Morro lightly smacked the back of Lloyd’s head.

“Hey !”, he protested.

Morro smirked.

“You are such a terrible Cousin. Not even trying to be happy for your Cousin.”, Morro said dramatically.

Lloyd hugged him tightly.

“She is stealing the attention away from me. You are supposed to pay attention to me, Bubba.”, Lloyd said.

Morro looked at Lloyd in shock.

“Bubba ?”, he asked.

“I see you more like a Brother....is that wrong ?”, he asked.

Morro thought about it and then shook his head.

“No, no it isn’t. You just caught me off guard, little Buddy.”

“Okay.”, he said and snuggled deeper into Morro’s side.

He looked at Nya.

“Shall we get going ? I know a perfect spot to watch the sunset.”, Morro suggested.

“Sure. Do you want me to carry the basket ?”, she asked.

Morro looked at Lloyd and sighed.

“I guess I have to ask that of you, so this bundle of attention, will get soaked in enough of it for later.”, Morro said jokingly.

Lloyd smiled and hugged him tighter. She took the basket and Morro picked Lloyd up, who wrapped his tiny arms around Morro’s neck and hid his face in Morro’s chest.

“He seems to like you a lot.”, Nya stated.

“He does. He liked me since I can remember.”, Morro explained.

“And when was that ?”, she asked.

“Oh, when Lloyd was a Baby still. Garmadon needed a break sometimes and I took care of Lloyd then. I fed him, I changed his nappies, I played with him, I spent time with him. Yes, it sounds like much, but really, his Dad worked himself to the bone for him. He passed out from exhaustion, because he barely slept. It got to a point that whenever he saw me or Garmadon entering he was giggling happily and just wanted attention.”, Morro explained, having a sparkle in his eyes when he recalled the memories.

Nya found the sparkle pretty.

“Enough about me though. What about you ? Tell me how you are related to such a Meanie.”, Morro started.

“I don’t know sometimes, myself. Kai has been like this, since we lost our parents. We were still kids when they left and never came back. We still have Father’s blacksmith and a picture of them. Since then, Kai has been overprotective of me, because I was the younger sibling and I am a female.”, she explained a bit annoyed.

Morro smiled.

“He is only looking out for you. He wasn’t THAT wrong, Nya. There are people that would use your body for their own pleasures. Females, no matter if they can fight or not, are the most endangered of getting kidnapped and disgraced. He is not that wrong to look out for you.”, Morro stated softly.

“How do you know ?”, she asked.

Morro frowned and looked at Lloyd, who seemed to be asleep.

“I saw such things happen when I was a child. I grew up on the streets, until Wu found me. Well, he caught me going through his trash to find something to eat. He gave me fresh food instead and took me under his wing. But...it doesn’t fix the damage that I have gotten on the streets. I heard the screaming, the begging for mercy. I heard how men cussed out homeless women and continued to use them... I saw some men ambushing women that could fight, how they dragged them into dark alleyways and did it... I couldn’t do anything back then. I was a small kid, that couldn’t even fight or speak properly....”, he said saddened.

Nya stared at Morro in shock as she heard that.

“Wait, if Wu took you in, why do you hate him so much ?”, she asked.

Morro’s eyes darkened and he frowned deeply.

“I admit that he took me in, fed me, kept me around, cared for me and trained me. But...he did a big mistake and it damaged me for years. Did he tell you about the Prophecy ?”, Morro asked.

“The Green ninja thing ? Yeah, the others are fighting of who it will be of them. Sensei forgot to take the scroll out of the pocket, on Kai’s Dragon. It fell out and they fight since then.”, she said annoyed.

Morro nodded.

“That is what he made me believe in.”, he told her lowly.

“What ?”

“I found out that I could do an impressive thing. Wu instantly jumped to the conclusion that I am the Green Ninja. He trained me for it, I broke my limbs for it, I didn’t stop working hard for it...I never wanted to disappoint him. As a homeless, weak child, it meant the world to me. I wanted to be it, so no one can hurt anyone anymore. I didn’t even notice how I slipped from being kind and helpful, to aggressive and angry. Wu never told me, so I would notice, he just told me to stop training, which fueled my anger just more. Then at some point, we tried to determine if I was the Chosen One, but the Golden Weapons didn’t react. I wasn’t ready to give up as fast as Wu did. I insisted on trying more, but he denied me over and over. He talked into my head that I was the Green Ninja and suddenly he said that I wasn’t. After a while I left the Monastery and was trying to prove him wrong. I went on a hunt for something that could have killed me. Garmadon and M/n looked for me, while Wu never did, nor did he try to stop me from leaving. They saved me just in time, before I could have most possibly burned to death. Since then, I stayed with them. He hates M/n and blamed him for his wrongs with me, he banished Garmadon, he never visited Lloyd...Do I have to add anything else ?”, Morro asked, unusually calm.

Nya stared at Morro in absolute shock. Then she looked down, feeling guilty.

“I...I’m sorry that I asked... I ruined the good mood, didn’t I ?”, she asked softly.

Morro looked at her, eyes wide.

“No, no, you didn’t. Honestly, yes I still get cold when I think about it, but you can be lucky that I am not as aggressive anymore about it. The first two years, I was a ball of anger and rage. I destroyed my room a lot and almost tore down our house, just thinking about it. Papa helped me to recover. He helped me to get my anger under control. I don’t get angered easily anymore.”

“Almost tore the house down ?”, Nya asked concerned.

Morro looked at her and then smiled.

“Your friends didn’t figure it out ?”, he asked.

“Figure out what ?”, she asked.

Morro came close to her ear and whispered.

“I am the Elemental Master of Wind.”

Then he pulled back and she looked at him in shock.

“No way !”, she said.

“I could make us both fly, but I am unsure how you would react and the forest is a bad spot to do that too. Lloyd and I fly a lot, our home is pretty far away from Ninjago itself.”

She looked at Morro in awe.

“Maybe next time we meet up, you could chose a spot to show me ?”, she asked.

He gave her a small smile.

“Sure.”

With that they continued walking, telling a few jokes and past childhood events, making each other laugh. Nya liked Morro’s laugh.

“No way !”, she laughed out.

“Oh yes.”, Morro chuckled out.

“You really did that ?”

“Papa always understood a little joke, other than Wu. Me kicking him in the ass was just meant in good fun and M/n understood that. He chased my ass for hours to repay the kindness to me.”, Morro chuckled out.

Nya laughed.

“M/n sounds like a fun person.”, she said after they calmed down.

“Papa is a very calm, collected and funny person, besides you make him mad.”

“Did you ever make him mad ?”

“A few times. I hate his anger directed at me, it scares me. He was always angry when I was mean to someone as I was so obsessed to become the Green Ninja. He was pissed when I refused to sleep and trained instead, he was angry when he saved my ass from my Death Trap and since then he forbid me to talk about the Chosen One ever again. I only told you, so you know why I don’t like Wu anymore. Lloyd is not allowed to know about the Green Ninja thing, otherwise he could turn out like I did...”

She looked at him with understanding.

“Like the other four fight each other right now.”, she said saddened.

Morro shrugged his shoulders.

“As long as they argue about it and fight each other, none of them is going to be worthy. Maybe none of them ever will be. I mean, who has a brain, can already guess who could be the Chosen One and it ain’t me.”

“What do you mean ?”, Nya asked.

Morro looked at her conflicted and the shook his head.

“Another time. I don’t want Wu to know. He...he will then suddenly act like he cares.”, Morro muttered out.

Nya looked at Morro in worry. He really doesn’t want anything to do with Sensei Wu. They continued to walk and soon enough they arrived at a big tree.

“If we climb this one, we will see the sun going under. Do you want to take a break first and eat something ? I brought some food and drinks in the basket.”, Morro offered.

“Sure.”, she said with a smile.

Morro woke up Lloyd and he looked at him with bleary eyes.

“Hum...?”, Lloyd asked.

“Food ? I bet Papa packed some sweets for you.”, Morro said.

Lloyd woke up at that and Morro put him down chuckling. He took the basket from Nya and took out the blanket that his Papa put inside. Lloyd helped him to put it properly on the ground, then everyone sat down and Morro pulled out some packed up cupcakes, that his Dad, Lloyd and him made together yesterday.

“Apple cupcakes. I hope you are not allergic to them, Nya.”

“No, no. I am only allergic to perfume.”, Nya said.

“Got it then, no perfume, only deo.”, Morro replied, noting down to never use perfume near Nya.

She smiled and took the one Morro handed to her, then he looked around and found a lollipop for Lloyd, he gave it to Lloyd.

“I want a cupcake too.”, he told Morro after he took the candy.

Morro reached back into the basket and gave Lloyd one, who eagerly took a bite and hummed.

“You can’t even wait for me to have one too...”, Morro pouted.

Lloyd looked at Morro with big eyes and swallowed.

“Oh, sorry ! I just got so excited to taste one.”, Lloyd apologized.

“It’s fine, Lloyd.”

Morro then took one out too and together they ate them. Nya had to admit, she liked them.

“Who made them ? They are awesome.”, she asked.

“We all made them. Papa, Lloyd and me. Papa cut the apples and put them in the oven, Lloyd and I peeled the apples and washed them, then we made the batter.”, Morro answered.

Lloyd nodded at that eagerly.

“My Uncle is the best ! He is almost like Dad ! I might not remember much of him...due to how young I was when I lost him..., but I remember how he always made me and Morro some delicious food, when M/n was away ! His chicken recipes were the best !”, Lloyd said.

Morro nodded his head.

“That is right. Uncle Garmadon’s chicken thighs were the best food. The meat was always well done, the skin was seasoned well and very crispy too and the sauce he made for the chicken meat was also great. My favorite dish he made.”

“The chicken and rice dish was delicious too ! With the yellow sauce, you remember, Bubba ?”

“Ah, yes. The chicken curry with rice dish. Uncle Garmadon left out the Pineapples, because I am allergic to them and Lloyd doesn’t like them anyways.”

“You are allergic to Pineapples ?”

Morro nodded.

“My airways close up when I eat Pineapple and I need a vaccination to make it stop. Papa has some in case of emergencies.”

“Huh... Alright, so when I ever cook, no Pineapples.”

Morro chuckled and nodded. Lloyd looked at Morro.

“Bubba ? Am I allergic to something ?”, Lloyd asked.

“I hope not. Your Father has no allergies as much as I know. I don’t know about your Mother though, Lloyd.”, Morro replied.

Lloyd looked away.

“I don’t have a Mother, Bubba. You KNOW that.”

Nya looked at Lloyd with big eyes, then at Morro.

“Fine, then the person that carried you around and birthed you.”, Morro corrected himself.

With that Lloyd got up and looked around, leaving Morro and Nya alone.

“He doesn’t have a Mother ?”, she asked.

“She left Garmadon and him as Lloyd was still just a Baby. She never showed her face, so Lloyd started to say that he doesn’t have a Mother. Whoever his Mom was, Lloyd pretty much disowned her as his Mother.”, Morro explained.

“Oh... I am so sorry for asking.”

“It’s fine. You didn’t know.”, he said.

-Time skip-

After they ate and climbed the tree, they were already about to witness the sunset. Nya couldn’t lie, it was beautiful from up on the tree. Morro gave her a kind smile and they continued to watch it.

After the sunset was over, Morro walked Nya home, left Lloyd at the beginning of the many stairs up, brought Nya up all the stairs to the Monastery and froze as he saw that Wu was waiting for her. Wu stared at him and Morro stared back. Nya was surprised that Sensei Wu stood there and worried for Morro’s reaction.

“It really is you, Morro.”, Wu then got out.

Nya could hear a bit of emotion coming from him. Happiness and sadness. Probably because Morro didn’t come back to him. Morro glared at him and clenched his hands into fists.

“Don’t pretend like you suddenly care, Wu. I hate pretenders.”, Morro growled out.

Nya looked at Morro in worry. She never heard that darkness in his tone before.

“What do you mean, Morro ? I left the doors open for you to come back. I...I thought I lost you for good.”

“You did. I am surprised you left the doors open. You knew how thick skulled I was. You should have stopped me or at least came looking for me. Funny that Garmadon and M/n did that, but not YOU. The person, who claimed to care about me, oh so much. Don’t fucking lie to me.”

Wu looked away in guilt.

“I’m sorry I let you down, Morro.”

“You are only sorry for letting me down, by not looking for me ?”, Morro asked harshly.

The other Ninja appeared and Kai jumped over the wall, without anyone noticing and let it seem like he just left the house, trying to find out what this rocus was about.

Wu looked at Morro, confused.

“Y...Yes ?”

Nya and Kai knew that was the wrong answer for Morro. The other Ninja saw her and Morro suddenly and they saw how angry Morro was with Wu.

“How about you are sorry for corrupting me ?! How about you are sorry, for fucking up my unstable psychological state ?! How about you are sorry for almost letting me DIE ?! How about you are sorry for making me believe in LIES for YEARS ?! How about you are sorry for BLAMING MY PAPA for YOUR own mistakes ?!”, Morro yelled at him angered.

Each question that Morro asked outraged, he seemed to get more pissed off and Nya was worried. He said he had anger issues before, but now under control. But Sensei Wu seemed to be a trigger.

The Ninja visibly shrunk into each other, while Wu backed away from Morro slightly, who came closer with every question.

“How did I corrupt you ? What lies did I make you believe in ?”, Wu asked in disbelief.

“You never said that I COULD be the Green Ninja ! That there is a slight CHANCE I COULD be. You always said that I AM and that I WILL be ! It destroyed my psychological state ! You made me believe that I AM the Green Ninja and not that I COULD be ! That is a difference, WU ! You made me believe that you LOVED me as your own kid, for all the things you did with and for me ! You told me you cared about me like I was YOUR Son ! But as soon as I lost sight of what was important, you let me leave and walk right into my own DEATH ! WHAT A FATHER ARE YOU ?! YOU ABANDONED ME IN A TIME OF NEED !”, Morro yelled into Wu’s face, tears of anger and betrayal running down his face.

The Ninja’s eyes widened in shock and they stared at Wu, who was just as shocked. Morro wiped his tears and scoffed, looking at Wu with disgust.

“What does it matter, you don’t care anyways.”, he said, coldly.

“Morro-“

“SHUT UP ! I don’t want to hear your half assed excuses !”, Morro yelled back.

“Morro ?”, Nya asked softly.

He turned to her. She could see all the emotions swarming in his eyes. She slowly approached him and pulled him into a hug. Morro stiffened up for a slight bit, then hugged back, tightly.

“Sorry, if I scared you, Nya.”, Morro apologized.

“It’s okay. I understand...”, she replied.

“I soured the evening...”, Morro said with slight sadness.

“It’s fine. We both didn’t know that Sensei Wu would be here. Thank you for walking me home.”, she said softly.

“No problem. Do you want to meet up tomorrow again ? I know a place. We could meet in Jamanakai.”, Morro offered softly.

“Sure. What time ?”

“One PM ?”

“Okay. I will be there.”, she replied.

Morro smiled and kissed her cheek quickly. She froze and blushed.

“I’ll see you then.”

“Morro, stay please.”, Wu said softly.

He turned around to his former Sensei.

“Never. I live with Papa. He would be worried sick and I do NOT like you all that much anymore.”, Morro pointed out.

Nya pulled Morro into a hug, his back to her front.

“Your Dad is probably worried sick right now. You should get going. No need to get into any trouble with him, right Morro ?”, Nya asked.

He knew what she was trying. She wanted him to leave before they both escalate into a fight and M/n would be mad at Morro, while Lloyd would be scared. Nya was smart to act like this. He pecked her cheek again.

“Okay, I will leave. Until tomorrow, Dollface.”, Morro said and then left.

Nya blushed brightly at that pet name. As soon as Morro was out of sight, he used the Wind and flew down the rest of the stairs. Lloyd waited there, with his flashlight.

“Let’s go home, shall we ?”, Morro asked.

Lloyd looked at him and nodded. Morro picked him up and then they both froze.

“Morro ! Come back, please !”, Wu called.

They saw him running down the stairs. Morro cursed and put Lloyd down.

“Hide in the dark, no flashlight. He can’t see you, Lloyd.”

He nodded and did as Morro told. Then Wu was in front of him. Morro glared.

“What part of NEVER did you not hear ?”, Morro asked.

“I want to make it up to you. Your Father can move in too.”, Wu offered.

“He won’t want to. Why would he come back to you ? After everything you did to him ?”, Morro asked darkly.

“I figured that M/n, my Brother, is your Father now, but please. I really want to make it up to you.”

“How can you make something up to me ? I can’t even look at you, without getting angered. Just because I can control my anger better, doesn’t that mean that, I am not very close to punch you.”

Wu stared at him in shock.

“You have your little Noobs to take care of. So leave me alone.”, Morro stated coldly.

Morro turned his back to Wu and took a few steps away from him.

“Do you want me, to beg you, to forgive me ?”, Wu asked sullenly.

Morro froze up at that and turned around, caught off guard.

“What ? No ! I just don’t want to be near YOU ! How can I be near you, if I just want to beat the living shit out of you ?! Wu, YOU broke my trust in you ! YOU left me, I just did the final step for you ! You left me, BEFORE I even left the Monastery ! Trust was hard to built up, but it is easily shattered. You shattered my trust in you. I am pissed off with you, for everything you did and continue to do. Thanks to you, Lloyd won’t have a Mother nor a Father now. M/n told me everything about Lloyd. Garmadon went to him after his wife left him with Lloyd, as a Baby. Where have YOU been ? Why did Garmadon search for Papa, if he had YOU ? You weren’t all THAT trustworthy, huh ? Your OWN BROTHER didn’t TRUST you. That says something, don’t you think ?”, Morro pressed.

Wu looked down in sadness.

“Is Lloyd with you two ?”, he asked.

“No, he is not. Garmadon sent him off somewhere. We have no idea where he is, nor can we ask Garmadon. And guess who’s fault that is AGAIN. YOURS. We saw you two fighting. We saw how you let him fall. If Lloyd ever finds out about this, he will be very much against you. I think that is your special talent, you MAKE the VILLANS and Papa CLEANS your shit up.”

Wu looked at Morro as he said that. Morro triggered Wu’s own anger.

“M/n is a good for nothing Brother ! He left us ! He didn’t help in the wars we had ! You know NOTHING, Morro !”, he yelled angered.

Lloyd stared at Wu in fright and anger. His Uncle, M/n, was NOT useless !

“I KNOW EVERYTHING, OLD MAN ! YOU BLAMED HIM FOR YOUR MISTAKES ! OF COURSE HE DIDN’T JOIN THE WARS YOU INVOLVED YOURSELF IN ! LAST TIME YOU TWO SPOKE YOU WISHED HE WAS NEVER BORN ! SO HE STAYED AWAY !”, Morro screamed angered at Wu.

The Wind whipped around behind Morro. He was losing control this time and Lloyd grabbed onto something already, lying on the ground too, like Morro taught him, in emergency cases like this.

Wu shut up at that and his eyes widened, anger gone.

“I...I said that...?”, Wu asked in shock.

Morro was too angry to calm down.

“WOW ! NOT EVEN YOU CAN REMEMBER IT ! GARMADON AND PAPA TOLD ME ! AS HE MOVED OUT YOU YELLED AT HIM THAT YOU WISHED HE WAS NEVER BORN, THAT YOU HOPED YOU WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN, TO STAY AS FAR AWAY FROM YOU AS POSSIBLE !!! HE DID EXACTLY THAT AND EVEN THAT WAS WRONG TO YOU ! CAN YOU FINALLY DECIDE WHAT THE HELL YOU WANT FROM MY DAD ?!”, Morro screamed in rage.

Nya was now there too, like the others. She stared at the Wind behind Morro, that seemed to be raging. Then she stared at Morro and reached him without problems. Wu did trigger Morro’s dangerous side.

She made him focus on her and her only.

“Morro, look at me. Hey ! Eyes up here.”, she coached him.

He snapped his eyes at her face, rage evident in them.

“Calm down. I know it’s easier said than done, but you are losing control. Snap out of it.”, she said softly.

Morro stared at her, but his eyes showed shock. He seemed to realize it, thanks to her.

“Take deep breaths and calm down slowly.”, she instructed.

Morro did exactly that and soon was as calm as a cat again. He hugged Nya tightly.

“Thank you...”, he whispered.

She hugged him back.

“No problem. Grab Lloyd and go.”, she said softly.

Morro nodded, glared at Wu, pecked Nya’s cheek again and then ran into the darkness. He snatched Lloyd and then flew away in the darkness.

“Morro ! WAIT !”, Wu yelled, trying to stop him from leaving.

Nya blocked Wu’s way and shook her head.

“Enough, Sensei. You made him angry enough for tonight.”, she said and then glared at the four Ninja.

“WHO snitched on me and Morro having a date on the Sensei ?!”, she asked pissed off.

“It was Kai ! He snitched !”, Cole and Jay quickly answered.

Kai looked at them with betrayal. Zane only nodded as they gave Kai out. She glared at her Brother.

“Look, Kai, I know you are only looking out for me and try to protect me, but I do not tolerate you snitching on me. Morro is a very nice guy, even though he has his own imperfections. He is save as long as people like Sensei Wu don’t piss him off. So please stop from trying to make Morro hate me.”, she said.

Kai looked at Nya in guilt.

“I know now that he is a nice fella...”, he said softly.

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

“Kai...what did you do ?”, Nya asked.

“I...I followed you and Morro around....I just wanted to make sure that he won’t hurt you. I heard everything you talked about and saw everything too. I’m sorry...”, Kai said softly.

Nya looked at him with disbelief, while the others just stared at him gob smacked. Nya took a deep breath and then approached her Brother, slapped him hard in the face and then pulled him into a hug.

“I love you too, Brother. But seriously now, stop stalking us.”, she said softly.

Kai nodded and hugged her back.

“He is dangerous. I don’t think he is interested in you, Nya. That is not Morro’s thing.”, Wu warned.

She looked at him with a slight glare.

“How long has it been that you saw him, Sensei ?”, she snapped.

He looked nervously around.

“Uhm...Almost eight years...”, he admitted.

“In eight years a lot can change.”, she sassed.

“But not Morro. You don’t understand. He is very obsessed with proving me wrong of something that he isn’t.”

“He gave up on it. He told me that, into my face. Get your info refreshed.”, Nya countered.

Kai nodded.

“She is right. He said that he gave up on it. He doesn’t care anymore.”, Kai said.

Wu looked at them.

“That is so...unlike him...”

Nya shook her head.

“For you maybe, but honestly ? I bet M/n and Garmadon had to give him therapy to get back on track. He was anger issued, was believing lies you told him, became obsessed with something you made him believe in and had a close to death experience, he barely escaped from. This calls, for therapy, to me, honestly.”

With that she left and went back up the stairs into the Monastery, with the other Ninja following. Wu stayed there rooted in place and looked at the ground.

‘Did M/n really fix, what I might have broke, inside Morro ? Am I really...that blind and bad ?’

To be continued...

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