#put her in a room with wanderer and see him come out crying. basically

[mandrakeboo]

genshin fanon makes me sooo mad. like do they even realize that kaveh and alhaitham actually do talk to each other normally. that they usually don't bicker, and actually enjoy each other's company? that they have friendly debates and conversations? do they that they're both individuals with really high standards for themselves, and that's why they work so well together?

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or that gorou is a leader, and a general, who genuinely cares for each and every person in his army? who works very hard to grow stronger to attempt to present physically as the expectations of general say he should? that he isn't a weak or cowardly person, but instead gets harassed, misgendered, and unfairly treated by someone who he'll never have the social status to challenge? that all of his people who died under his orders, even in the fight for freedom, still weigh heavily on his heart? and that he'll have to deal with it for the rest of his life, because the only other person he has to support him has an even heavier burden of ruling an entire country while struggling with insomnia?

that baizhu isn't just his illness, but also isn't just healthy or normal either? that his life every day is the suffering and constant pain that comes with his contract, but also the wonder and beauty that comes alongside it with everyone he heals? that his humanity comes from his suffering, but also the good he creates alongside it?

to say it again because it's 12 and I Don't Need To Have Coherent Thought; fanon makes me sooo mad. noo the short guys aren't twinks. no the tall men and women aren't your waifus or husbandos (I think people who use those words should have their tongue cut out, only half kidding but nobody cares). nooo don't remove their emotional depth and turn them into a marketable plushie. don't collei them. cherish them and accept their flaws as who they are, not as something to be fixed or changed.

[mykinkyyandere]

rules five has for his darling?

Five's Rules

AO3

Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Daddy! Five Hargreeves X Naive! f!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of dub-con/non-con, alcohol sex, smut, forced housewife, forcing to love, kidnapped/isolated reader, yandere, dark, obsessive, possessive, controlling, stalking, punishing, pet names, daddykink, forced age regression, implied killing

A/N: Five's a grown-up and didn't stuck in the future.

"My rule is actually very simple. Be my good little princess and I'll make you very happy."

His simple rule includes 10 basics:

Tell him everything. (He wants to know everything from what you do during the day to what you think. You have to share everything with him or he'll punish you if he thinks you're hiding even the smallest thing. So when he sits you down on his knee and asks "Tell me, my princess, how was your day today? Did you miss me?", you can't stop yourself from crying.)

Take off his clothes when he gets home. (A good housewife greets her husband at the door and helps him undress. This is exactly what he expects from you. The times he comes home changes very often so you rarely wait for him at the door. Other than that, he almost always suddenly appears in the house and calls you. All you have to do is go right to him and take off his jacket, vest, tie, watch and belt. He often asks you to take his shirt off too, which turns into an intense sex in the bathroom.)

Take your punishment like a good little girl. (It's your fault for not listening to him, disobeying him, and misbehaving. If you try to run away when he punishes you, you'll be a very, very bad girl. Hold on to him, squirm on his lap, scream and sob, but don't try to run. If you do, he'll only punish you more. If you don't, he'll reward you.)

Don't go where he doesn't let you go. (You can't wander around the house on your own. Especially if you wander around the kitchen, your punishment will be very harsh. All you have to do is playing in your room, totally unharmed. You have everything in your playroom, so play like a good little girl and make him proud. The toys, dolls, books and many more he brings to you are enough to keep you busy while he's gone. He's trying to be with you as much as possible but unfortunately he'll lose you if he can't save the shitty world.)

You're his possession, be aware of this. (He's madly in love with you, but it's mixed with overwhelming possessiveness. If you have powers, you don't have them anymore because he makes you forget or lose your powers through Allison or someone else. He stalks you all the time, expects you to act the way he wants, all because of his desire to control you. Including forcing you to fit in the kinks he knows or doesn't know he has. He loves to see you in cute little dresses. He loves when you rub your pussy on his knee, calling him daddy. He even plans to put a cute choker on you. He doesn't care if these desires have a specific name, all he knows is that he wants to dominate you.)

Behave in public. (If he ever takes you out, you have to show your loyalty to him to the fullest. You can look around, but it's a very risky freedom for you. Because if he thinks you come eye to eye with a man, he'll first kill him and then punish you. You need to be very careful and make sure he knows that you're only looking at nature. Always hold his hand and take his arm. Keep calling him daddy. Never speak to anyone. If someone tries to talk to you, lower your head and lean on his chest. Five will handle the situation for you.)

Ask permission for anything and everything. (Need to wipe up the food you spilled on? Want to sleep? Need to use the toilet? You have to ask his permission.)

When you want something, be sure to ask him. (A jewel, a new doll, a nice skirt, your favorite ice cream, whatever, just ask him. He gets really pissed off when he catches you shyly staring at the things you want. He's the last person to deprive you of something. He doesn't understand why you're so afraid to ask him for anything. Don't you know he's your daddy? Why are you acting like this when it's his job to take care of you in the best way possible? It also breaks his heart to see you like this.)

You can never drink. (Alcohol is for adults. Sit on his lap and drink your milk from your cute bottle while he drinks, with his unbuttoned shirt and untied tie. This "evening relaxation" often ends up him spilling his drink on you and bouncing you on his lap. He likes to suck your alcoholic neck and nipples.)

Love him. (You have to show your great love, gratitude and need for him. You have to love him. If you want to be able to live comfortably in the house of a psychopath who is madly in love and obsessed with you, you have to learn to love him. This dangerous killer only goes crazy when he sees that you don't love or want him. He makes your life more difficult with his punishments and turns into a maniac outside. Don't force him to show the maniac.)

See, very simple. Isn't it so easy to be his good little princess?

[chaifootsteps]

Okay I'm back with more details on Blitzo raising Octavia AU

They met at one of Stolas's parties when Octavia was 6; Blitzo and his mom ended up working there as part of a catering crew as Loo Loo Land was not paying them enough to keep them afloat. Blitzo had a habit of sneaking around trying to find any valuables he could sell when he wandered into Octavia's room.

She wasn't allowed downstairs during any of Stolas's parties and wasn't fed dinner partially because Stolas ate much later therefore Octavia ate later and because he had her on a strict diet (I'm not talking no candies before dinner I'm talking legit underfeeding and making her afraid of any body fat) . Blitz felt bad for her and frustrated his findings were empty and offered to get her food and play pirates (get valuables) Octavia agreed excitedly citing she never played games with anyone before

Blitz got her food and Octavia led him to the valuables, she opened up revealing Stolas practically spent zero time with her and how he only came to collect her for certain events or if he needed someone to cry too.

She said completely casually like it was normal.

Blitz felt a cocktail of rage, horrified, and sorrow for Octavia being treated like a doll reminded of his father's treatment towards him and Barbie.

While they had Tilla to try despite her illness (she got angel poisoned trapped in her blood stream that fucks with her immune system) and protect them Via was not offered such luck.

In a spur of a moment he offers her to come with him for a sleepover, Octavia is ecstatic and agrees.

He sneaks her out by hiding her in an ice cream carton

Tilla has a hunch Blitz crossed a line it wasn't until Blitz surprised her with Octavia.

Tilla was naturally freaked out and panicking thinking they were going to be hunted down and executed.

There was little public panic.

Yeah turns out Octavia is just a clone of Stolas she's a backup vessel in case his physical body is destroyed he can just body hop.

However he didn't bother putting a proper tracking spell so some basic imp magic destroyed the spell and they left a fake stuffed Octavia doll that makes everyone hallucinate that it's the real Via.

And that's how Blitzo adopted Octavia.

The Seven sins see through it but they don't like Stolas enough to break the spell.

Gnarly Anon.

Sometimes a family is an imp family and their happily adopted/stolen kid, and that's beautiful.

[bygiornogiovanna]

A karaoke night plan

Featuring: Best friend! Josuke x GN! clueless! reader

Reimi lives in this. Also yes, in fact, you did make out with Josuke in front of everyone. hehe

A loud knock could be heard at your front door, along with some yelling. "The carolers had arrived!" Okuyasu's voice could be heard behind the door, signaling Josuke's and your friends' presence.

You giggled and as soon as you opened the door, the whole group was in your face, giving you a big, tight hug. Rohan and Sugimoto were holding the pizzas and the cake, Yukako and Koichi shoot confetti before joining the hug while Okuyasu handed you the big present and Josuke was holding a big bouquet of roses.

"Happy birthday!" they said at the same time after breaking the hug and you couldn't help but smile as a tear rolled down your face.

Growing up, birthdays weren't a thing. It was a normal day, no presents, no cake, only a hug or two. Nothing much. So, seeing your friends put effort and money into celebrating this day, made you tear up.

Soon, they all made their ways around the house and, while you were sitting and doing nothing, your eyes were wandering between them and the presents they all got for you. Except the gigantic teddy bear you got, each individual got you their own gift.

A set of tears started falling down your rosy cheeks and you quickly wiped them. You honestly still couldn't believe that this was real.

"Hey, no crying is allowed on this day!" Josuke said after noticing you were constantly wiping your eyes. He kneeled before you and took your hands from your eyes. "I know what you think, but you do deserve this." The boy wiped your tears again and pulled you into a tight hug.

"But...you spent too much money on me. Especially you. Really? A golden necklace? Isn't it too much for your friend?" you said, a pout decorating your face.

"Correction, my best friend. And it's not too much. You deserve the world. Now, let's go, they want to have a karaoke night." The boy said and you sighed, munching on your lower lip. Without further do, he pulled you up and you followed, still thinking about his present specifically.

Josuke always spent his savings on you, always helped you and was the first to come and befriend you when you first arrived in Morioh.

"Good! Our special guest came!" Reimi said, clapping her hands as if she was a showcaster. "Now we can start our karaoke night! Okuyasu, please sing your desired song."

Okuyasu started his song and everybody laughed as his awful singing. "Booo! Next one!" Josuke said and you laughed, leaning your head on his shoulder.

Next on the "stage"—which was basically your couch—were Yukako and Koichi, followed by a forced Rohan with Reimi. The both couples had their numbers ending with a kiss.

"Now, now, the only ones who weren't on the stage were our special guest tonight and their best friend, Y/N and Josuke! Please take the mics and start singing!" Reimi continued her prestation and you giggled, climbing onto the couch.

"Since at every karaoke night we sing what you want, today we will sing 'Here with me'" Josuke said and you raised your shoulders, taking the mic he handed you.

The song started off and you followed the lyrics. Both of you were singing, even if it wasn't a duet and, as the song progressed, a connection formed between you two. The rest of the people disappeared into a void and you were not hearing anything besides yours and his voice.

At some point of the song, around the chorus, you stopped singing, only listening to him. Maybe he hadn't the most angelic voice, but you loved how it sounded.

"As long as I'm with you I got a smile on my face. Save your tears, it'll be okay, you're here with me." you both sang the last verses and, even if the song was almost done, you didn't take your eyes off his, not even realizing your hands interlocked.

In the heat of the moment, Josuke let his thoughts lose while his heart won and he pressed his lips against yours. The whole room erupted into a set of gasps and murmurs like "he did it!", "finally!", etc, but you ignored them.

Your only focus right now was Josuke. Your heart was racing in your chest and questions were flooding your mind. Everything was happening too fast, what if this was wrong? What if he didn't actually like you and it was just the heat of the moment? What if you ruined your friendship with one of the best people you have ever met?

You leaned into the kiss to deepen it, trying to make it last as much as possible. Damned be air, Josuke broke the kiss while you two were both gasping for your much-needed oxygen.

You stared at him as he stared back at you and the whole room was silent. "Damn this feels like a fuckin' movie bro" Okuyasu whispered and Reimi hit him. "Shhh!"

"Look, Josuke, I'm sorry I kissed you and possibly ruined ou-" you started rambling but he stopped you. "I love you."

"Wait what."

_

AHAHA I HAD TO END IT HERE, IT'S TOO FUNNY JUST IMAGINE YOUR FACE SHOCKED PLEASE I'M DYING. I might make a part two, goodbye people.

[anecdotal-acorn]

So I saw Phantom on Broadway last night (10/21) and it was everything I dreamed it would be and more!!!  I have so many thoughts and I thought I'd just list them here:

Act I

- The overture is so much more exhilarating live than on any recording, it was so epic

- The Hannibal elephant was so impressive in person

- When the managers said Raoul would be in their box the dancers FREAKED OUT, especially Meg and Christine, they were so excited <3

- Emilie’s Think of Me cadenza was so clear and resonant–

- When Madame Giry came into the dressing room for Meg she YELLED at her and then did a complete 180 when she turned to Christine

- John is an exquisite Raoul!!! There was so much chemistry between him and Emilie during Little Lotte. He hugged her and then after he said her name pulled away for a second just to look at her…it was so sweet. Then when he left to get his hat he ran off the stage at a full sprint, which was so cute

- Laird had an awesome hat toss and cape twirl with so much flair and extra-ness, and his MOTN was like an out-of-body experience, especially when he said “close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar” and held the note straight-tone and past the music. Then when Christine pulled the mask off he flopped onto the floor like a sack of potatoes XD

- Meg was adorable in Notes, rifling through them at the managers’ desk trying to figure out what was going on.  Erica Wong was so charismatic it's hard to believe she isn't principal!

- Raquel’s comedic timing was impeccable, especially in Il Muto when she mimed pulling off the Serafimo skirt and hat

- Laird’s cackle when Buquet’s body came down is truly unparalleled (gave me chills)

- ALL I ASK OF YOU was sooooo precious!!!!!!! John and Emilie are a top-tier R/C pair!!! Their second kiss was so intense it turned into basically a full-on makeout session and I was LIVING for it; every Raoulstine shipper’s dream ❤️

- Laird was so sad on the angel!!! So much crying and whimpering, and he did this little quiet “no” when Raoul and Christine were singing AIAOY from offstage. But then he growled and it was so cool to see the switch in his mind and watch him put the walls back up and get mad…

- The chandelier drop was as jaw-dropping as expected

Act II

- Raoul and Christine’s Masquerade entrance was so cute, with the spotlight on them and everything

- Laird came down the stairs in the Red Death and Emilie was clinging to John with both arms around his waist

- On the topic of Masquerade, can we talk about how good John looks in the Hussar costume????  Wtf???  

- During Notes II when Piangi said “if you can call this gibberish art” he threw the score book halfway across the stage

- John’s “Christine, Christine, don't think that I don't care” was so soft I think it melted all my organs…he leaned so close to her and acted like it was just the two of them

- Emilie’s Wishing was a highlight of the night. Her belt when that key change hit was so strong I felt it in my bones

- Wandering Child was so cool because by that point I knew how strong the trio was and their voices blended together so well

- The gunshot was so scary! Even though I knew it was coming it still made me jump because it was so loud

- Piangi’s pipes were nuts in his last scene (his “your youngest believes I'm you” right before he went off in particular)

- Laird’s entrance was so cool because he closed the back curtains with so much gusto and then just stood there for a minute like he was being extra or extra nervous (or both). Then his “say you'll share with me one love one lifetime” was so quiet and sad but the “anywhere you go let me go too” got so loud in literally an instant

- Laird’s “Christine, why?” was so heartbreaking because it really seemed like he was so betrayed that she pulled off his mask in front of all those people. When she first pulled it off he didn't even scream, just stood there in disbelief, which he did AGAIN after the kiss. Emilie came on in the wedding dress sobbing “no, no, no” and broke my heart into a million little pieces. John’s “Christine, forgive me, please forgive me” was all levels of desperate and soooo good!!!! Final Lair in general was such a whirlwind and didn't feel like fifteen whole minutes whatsoever, and Laird knocked it out of the park with that final note…they were all the best. I'm so glad I got to see him and John too. It made the show so special since Laird’s not usually there and John’s leaving but I SAW THEM!!!! I still can't believe it.

So yeah. Hope you enjoyed my thoughts :D

[dragonmasterkaylz]

Daddy’s Girl

Alice was their first daughter, and the oldest out of the three. And from the moment she had first laid eyes on her Father, Elliot, she had always been a Daddy’s girl, which warmed Y/N’s heart. She had her Father’s brown hair and her Mother’s E/C eyes. And her favourite colour was pink, so she was given the codename: Peach.

Five Months Old…

As a baby, she would always watch one show, Thomas the Tank Engine. “Really?! Again, Lemon?! I’m fucking sick of watching this!”, Elliot shouted as he sat down. Alice giggled as soon as she heard her Father’s voice and he picked her up. “It’s educational. By watching this, she can learn how to read people”. “She’s five months old…”, he said with a sigh. Alice yawned, indicating that she was ready for her nap and he walked over to her bedroom.

The room was all pink and it looked like a Princesses bedroom. But why shouldn’t it? Alice is his little Princess. He kissed her head and laid her down before putting the pink blanket over her. “Sweet Dreams my little Princess”. She cuddled up to her bunny and fell asleep very quickly. He kept the door open just in case she started crying and that’s when Y/N walked through the front door.

“Is she down for her nap?”, she whispered. “Yeah, I’ve only just laid her in her crib”. Elliot then turned the television down and put something else on. “Hey. I was watching that”. “I’m fucking sick and tired of watching Thomas the Tank Engine. It’s okay if my daughter watches it, but once she’s asleep, it goes off”. Luke sighed and mumbled, “It’s educational”. “Shut it!” “Shhhh…!”, Y/N scolded. “Sorry, love”.

14 Months Old…

Once she started walking, the baby gates went all around the house and the entire place was baby-proofed. Elliot and Y/N were very concerned for their daughter’s safety. The last thing they needed was her getting hurt. But during this time, Elliot and Luke started taking jobs again. They decided not to until Alice turned one. In doing so though, it made her wander around her house, looking for her Father.

“Dada…?” She could only say ‘Dada’ and ‘Mama’ at this point. Luke was a little disappointed that she couldn’t call him ‘Uncle’ yet. Alice walked towards the baby gate near the stairs and tried to open it, but to no avail. Tears welled up in her in her eyes and she fell onto her bottom, crying for her Father. “Dada!!! Dada!!!” Y/N heard her from the kitchen and picked her up. “Oh Peachy! I know… I miss Daddy too”, she whispered in an attempt to calm her down.

After the little girl cried herself to sleep, Y/N called her husband. When he picked up, he asked, “Is everything okay?” “No! Your daughter misses you! When are you coming home, Mister?!”, she scolded, as she hates it when her daughter cries. “I’ll be home in a few days. I’m sorry, love, but I’m a bit tied up at the moment”. Then she glared at her phone as soon as he ended the call and then mimicked him.

A few days later, Elliot basically fell through the front door and he was covered in blood. And he had a bullet wound in his shoulder. “Fucking hell…”, he mumbled before standing up, clearly in pain. He looked up and found Y/N standing there with her arms folded. “Oh shit…”. “What happened to you?”, she asked before running down to him and helping him into the kitchen. “Got shot in the shoulder”.

He grunted when she took the bullet out of his shoulder and she glared at him. “Stop being a baby or else you’ll wake Alice up”. She stitched him up and then said, “Get cleaned up and then you can see her. The last thing she needs is to see her Daddy covered in blood”. He nodded and walked upstairs slowly, his shoulder still in pain. “Fuck… why didn’t Lemon just stick to the fucking plan…?”, he whined.

After taking a shower and getting dressed, he carefully opened up the door to his Princess’s room. She was sleeping peacefully and he chuckled before stroking her cheek gently, making her giggle. He leaned over the crib and kissed her cheek before going back to his bedroom, where his wife was sitting on the bed. She still looked angry. He walked up to her and sat next to her.

“Sweetheart—“. “No, don’t ‘sweetheart’ me. You told me that you would be back home in three days… and it suddenly turns into a week! Do you how many times Alice was walking around looking for you? And she started crying while saying ‘Dada’! I had to calm her down more than once!”, she told him. Elliot sighed and put his hand on her knee. “I’m sorry. I’m really fucking sorry”. “I know you are”, she said.

3 Years Old…

Elliot drove up to nursery his daughter was attending and walked up to reception, clearly angry. He had just gotten word that his daughter was being picked on by another child. And Alice was a very cheerful young girl. She wanted to be friends with everyone. But this bully made her cry. And no one makes his little Princess cry, period. “Name’s Elliot Mitchell. I’m here to pick up my daughter, Alice”. “… Of course”.

He was escorted into the nursery room and he found his daughter crying. “Alice!” She looked at him and she ran over to him. “Daddy!!!” He picked her up and kissed her cheek, wiping her tears away. “Oi!” The teacher looked at him and said, “I’m so sorry—“. “Your fucking job is to keep these kids happy and safe. And yet my daughter is crying because of another little shit. Sort it out”, he said, before walking out. “Come on… let’s go get you a new plushy”.

Once they were at the toy store, she suddenly brightened up and he chuckled as they looked around. Then she saw a giant peach plushie. “Can I get this one, please?” “You only want one?”, he asked. If Elliot had one weakness, it was his daughters tears. He would do anything to make sure she wasn’t crying. She nodded and said, “Mummy said I shouldn’t be greedy”. He smiled and said, “Alright… anything you want, darling”.

Back at home, Alice fell asleep hugging the giant peach. “She was being bullied?”, Y/N asked. “Yup! And I ain’t havin’ it! Those little fucking little shits need to learn their manners!” She sighed and said, “I hope you didn’t threaten anyone”. “I didn’t… I just told that bitch to get the other brats in order”, he said, still quite angry before sitting down. Y/N giggled and said, “You’re so soft. But I dread to think what’ll happen when Peachy gets a boyfriend”.

“Bloody hell! I don’t even want to think about that!”

“Hehe~!”

5 Years Old…

After being held hostage by a complete psychopath, Alice was never the same. She kept having nightmares and would sometimes wake up crying. She also watched her own Father kill someone, which also traumatised her. She was only five, she didn’t need to witness something so horrible. But here she was… unable to stop thinking about what had happened that day. It would keep her up at night.

Elliot walked into her room before he decided to go to bed and found her crying. “Sweetheart…”. He knew what was wrong and he sat on her bed with her. “Are you scared of me?” She looked up at him and then went over to hug him. “No… but, why do you do things like that, Daddy?” He sighed and mumbled, “It’s hard to explain. But, I can tell you that it’s to keep bad men away from the good people”.

Her E/C eyes widened and she said, “So… you’re like a hero?” Elliot frowned and said, “Not exactly darling”. She giggled, making him smile as she sat back down. “Look, I only want you and your Mum to be happy. And I will do anything to make sure you’re safe, okay?” She nodded and he kissed her head. “Can you sleep now?” She shook her head. “I-I still have nightmares about the big meanie…”.

When Y/N was about to go to bed, she saw her daughters bedroom door was still open and took a peek inside. She giggled when she saw her husband watching over their daughter as she slept in his arms. “So, she isn’t scared of you”, Y/N said with a smile. “Apparently not”, he whispered back. “And what did I say…?” “Yeah, yeah, you’ve proved me wrong. I just… had to make sure”, he told his wife. “I know”.

“I just hope she doesn’t turn out like me…”.

10 Years Later…

By the time she was fifteen, Alice had been trained to protect herself but she also did something that could get herself into a lot of trouble. She wasn’t an assassin like her Father was. She never once killed anyone. But she did protect the streets of London using the skills she had learned from her Gymnastics and Karate classes. She was incredibly athletic and was very skilled when it came to using a sword.

One night, she dressed herself in a uniform: white shirt, pink tie, pink sweater vest, pink checkered skirt, black thigh-high socks and her school shoes. She tied her hair up into a ponytail with a pink ribbon and equipped herself with two wakizashi swords. She then slowly slid the her bedroom window open and walked onto the tiny balcony before closing the window again. Then she climbed up onto the roof of their house before running over the houses.

Elliot woke up to the sound of a window closing and yawned before grabbing his gun from under his pillow. He walked around the house and finally decided to check his daughters bedroom. When he found she wasn’t in there, he started to panic and woke his wife up. “What…?”, Y/N asked as she yawned. “It’s Alice. She ain’t in her bedroom”. “What?! Did someone kidnap her?!”, she asked as she ran into her daughters bedroom. “I heard someone close the window, but how did they do it from the outside?” And then he started to get ready.

“What are you doing?! We should call the police!”, she whisper-shouted, not wanting to wake up their other two children. “Yeah, like I’m waiting for that! Whoever’s kidnapped her is clearly a professional, and I ain’t waiting around for her to be killed”. He got dressed in his suit, grabbed his brass-knuckles and his gun before walking out of the house. “Okay… just be careful and bring her home safe”. He nodded and then kissed her before walking to his car.

Meanwhile, Alice was standing over an unbuilt building where a gang was making drug deals. She went into her bag and held a steel can before pulling the pin off it, then dropping it down and covering her face with her pink scarf. What released was sleeping gas that worked very quickly and everyone in the building soon fell asleep. She smiled and jumped down to the nearest platform before finally jumping down onto the ground. Then she used zip-ties to tie them all up before calling the authorities.

Elliot heard Police sirens near him as he drove and he panicked. “No”. He suddenly stopped and walked out of his car before walking over to see what happened. But when he saw that an entire gang had been captured, he sighed and mumbled, “Why not just kill ‘em?” He looked up and then saw more Police cars drive past. “What the fuck is happening?” He got into his car and kept driving around, looking for any sign of trouble. “God… where the fuck are ya, Peachy?”

Alice found a young woman being threatened in the middle of alley and jumped down before landing in front of her. “Run”, she said as she pulled out her blades. The woman ran off and shouted, “Thank you!” The man pulled a gun on Alice and attempted to shoot her, but she moved aside, letting the bullet move passed her. “What?” She smiled and then ran up to him, kicking him in the face and then the stomach. He dropped the gun and she grabbed his hands, using zip-ties to tie him to a pipe. “Bitch!”

She sheathed her swords and then climbed back up onto the roof, just as her Father stopped driving. Elliot spotted the man and walked up to him, gun in hand. “Oi!” “Oh, for fucks sake!” He pointed his gun at the man and asked, “Where the fuck’s my daughter?” “You mean that girl in all pink?! She’s your kid?!” He frowned and looked up. “That girl’s been hunting gangs all night!” Elliot sighed and mumbled, “She’s in trouble”. Then he shot the man before grabbing his phone and walking to his car.

Alice heard her phone beep and frowned before taking it out of her bag. “Oh crap…”. She answered it and said, “Hi Daddy”. “Yeah. Didn’t think I knew, did ya? Now get down from the roof, young lady!” The call went dead and she sighed before climbing down, only to see her Father leaning against his car with a disappointed look on his face. “What have you been doing? Oh yeah… putting yourself in danger and making me and Mother worried sick!!!” She looked down, feeling guilty. “Get in the car, now!”

Back at home, Alice sat down in her bedroom and Elliot told his wife everything. “She’s been cuffing up bad people?”, Y/N asked. “Yeah! And putting herself in danger!” She sighed and placed her hand on his knee. “Just talk to her and ask her why she’s doing it. She’s not killing people. From the sounds of it, it looks like she’s protecting them”. He nodded and then walked into his daughters bedroom. “Peachy”. She looked up and said, “I’m sorry…”.

He sat down next to her and sighed. “Why are you doing this?” “Because I want to help people. Not in a bad way though”, she told him. Elliot then said, “You did help a lot of people tonight, by tying those gangs up and calling the Police. But now they know what you look like”. She shook her head and said, “No they don’t”. He frowned, when she showed him the can of sleeping gas she used. “And, I also use my scarf to mask what I look like”, she told him.

He chuckled and shook his head. “You’ve really thought of everything, haven’t you?” Then he pulled her into a hug and kissed her head. “I just… don’t want you staring into the face of danger. I wasn’t angry, I was worried. And anyway, how long have you been doing this?”, he asked. “A few months”. Elliot nodded and then said, “You’re a good person, just… don’t get yourself killed doing this, okay?” Her eyes widened. “Wait! What?!” She was clearly surprised.

He let go of her and sighed. “Well, I don’t think I can stop you. So, I’m giving you permission. But the minute you start killing people…”. “I won’t! I don’t want to hurt someone unless I absolutely need to”, she explained. He looked at her swords and chuckled. “Alright. Just be good for me, okay?” “Hehe~! Okay!” He kissed her head and said, “Now, go to sleep. You’ve got school in morning”.

From that day on, Alice was named the saviour of London. Tangerine and Lemon didn’t need to deal with the gangs in London because little Peach did that for them… in a more peaceful manner. And they all feared her, because she didn’t need to kill them. She left them alive.

END

[whats-wild-to-you]

hi can i request for a scenario whr the reader & jay gets into a very bad fight, then cold war for awhile (like 1week? he sleeps at studio, no contact etc), then he gets drunk at junwon’s (or any other persons) house and he whines to junwon that he wants reader to pick him up. reader does and they finally go home tgt and he hugs her in bed and says ‘home sweet home’ basically something v cute that will make me cry sorry for my english & if it’s messy thank u so much for writing!

Aww 🥰 thank you babe!

I love cute, fluffy and romantic stuff like this 🥺

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“You’re impossible!” You yelled at Jay, watching him as he put his shoes back on.

“I don’t have to sit here and listen to your baseless accusations!”

He got up and put his coat on, looking for his phone.

“You’re acting childish!”

“Don’t bother waiting for me!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t!”

He slammed the door shut and suddenly your shared apartment felt too big. Like he promised he didn’t return home that night, and when you called Junwon the next morning he told you he hadn’t seen Jay yet.

‘Let me know if you speak to him!’

Late at night, Junwon called you to let you know Jay was in his studio. You attempted to go there several times, put your coat on several times and walked with one foot out the door, only to turn around and take your coat off again. You knew the fight wasn’t your fault, you knew you should demand an apology from Jay. But you also knew how stubborn your boyfriend was. He would never admit it, so it was up to you to end the fight.

“I’m sure he’ll come home tomorrow.” You said into the empty room, closed the lights and went to bed.

A week later you got a surprise visit from Junwon.

“Why aren’t you apologizing?” He asked.

“Why me? What did he tell you? That it was my fault we fought? It wasn’t!”

“I know! But we both also know Jay won’t apologize. He’s basically living in his studio, made it real cozy. You know he could drag this on for a long time!”

“I don’t care!” You said, avoiding Junwon’s stare. His eyes wandered around your kitchen until he noticed the pot on the stove. He got up, carefully touching it.

“It’s hot. You made food.”

“Yes, I have to eat.”

Next he went to your fridge and opened it.

“Looks like there’s plenty of food here.” He remarked when he saw a plethora of tupperware, all filled with food.

Truth was, you were cooking every day. Partially because it was a coping mechanism but also because you wanted to feed Jay as soon as he walked in through the door.

“I think I should go back to work now!” Junwon exclaimed, hugging you.

Back in Jay’s studio, he cleared a path from the door to the couch on the other side of the room. 

“I went to see your girlfriend!” He casually told him but got no response. Jay was pretending to read something.

“Ya! Didn’t you hear what I just said?”

“I heard you. I just don’t care!”

“Really? So you won’t care if she gets fed up waiting for you to go home and leaves?”

Jay simply nodded his head but didn’t look at his friend.

“What if I told you she looked really sad, and her eyes were puffy.”

“If I go home now, she wins!”

“No. You win! You know why? Because you have an amazing woman waiting for you at home, a woman who loves you! A woman who cooked for you every day, waiting for you to walk through the door!”

Finally, Jay lifted his head, looking at Junwon intensely.

“Go home! You won’t even have to apologize. You know your girlfriend, she has already forgiven you!”

Hastily Jay wrapped up his work and was out of the studio in an hour. On his way home he stopped and got flowers and sweets for you, even though he knew you didn’t care about things like that.

At home, you were putting yet another tupperware with food in the fridge. You turned off the lights in your apartment and went to bed. As soon as you laid in bed, you heard the door unlock.

Pretending to be asleep, you didn’t move when you noticed Jay coming into the bedroom. He slowly took his clothes off and put on his sweatpants you had laid out in their usual spot.

Silence followed and you really wanted to sneak a peek but worried that Jay might realize you weren’t really sleeping.

Then you heard him sigh, and the bed dipped as Jay got under the sheets. You felt his strong arms wrap around your waist pulling you closer to him.

“Ah! Nothing better than being home!”

“I missed you, too, you fool!”

He chuckled, kissing your neck, pulling you even closer to him.

[scalamore]

Chapter 96

Extra novel details: green manhwa only addition/change: blue

Lari’s spacing out cuz rupert said he didn’t do alchemy because she told him not to

she snaps out of it and looks again at the carriage changing the subject and asking where the carriage driver is (should be forshadowing) and grieving that trash dad’s precious carriage was broken into smithereens

Rupert ponders about how it’s trash dad’s precious carriage

the knights catch up and beg for forgiveness and will accept all punishment

Rupert coldly points to the ruined carriage and tells them to clean it up properly

Lari and everyone are surprised that he’s very generous, the crown prince was in danger, and that is a crime punishable by death

Rupert picks lari up like a cat and puts her on Jeffery and hops on himself - time to go home to the palace

Lari is having some very psychological stress right now - she’s on a horse with rupert, and can feel his firm chest muscles on her back and she is SOOOO EMBARRASSED, she coughs and kinda scoots away as much as he can, Rupert notices and thinks the breeze is chilly to her and puts his jacket on her (detail: she’s suffering from awkwardness, and who would catch a cold on a nice summer day like this??)

during the horse ride home they make small talk, with her asking for random things and him agreeing to it all

She asks to upgrade rooms, he tells her to use the one she was poisoned in - basically the crown princess’s room (idk, its a special room)

thinking how Rupert is always meticulous in his plans, shouldn’t he already be making plans to marry Tory? She asks him about if he has plans for marriage and he answers “what about it, would it help?” (Novel detail: she has no idea what marriage would possibly help with), and it’s surprising that he has no concrete plans right now. He asks her in return if SHE’s the one that wants to marry (him) and she bickers back that THAT’s his reply?

she says that she wants to marry someone whom she wants to love/be with and love them so much she would want to cry, and he says it’s a pretty big dream

It’s been a XXX time since the summer vacation in Belois (6 months or 1 year 6 months idk), and since her room is still the first floor with a window to the outside (for the raccoon to come in and out), Tory has this random habit of coming back through her balcony, staring at her for a while while she’s asleep, then leaving. It’s super weird, but Tory doesn’t do anything to her.

Daily life passes in almost monotony, she’s busy with helping rupert out and taking care of palace things, and Lari is pretty content with how things - she thinks her survival plan is pretty much completed and perfect

The new maid from Belois, Elaine, reminds Lari that her 17th birthday is tomorrow, and encourages her to celebrate it

Lari goes outside to look at the falling snow, and is reminded how it’s again winter, just like how she regressed again to 12 years old in wintertime

She feels someone grab her hand, freaking her out

Turns out it’s rupert, looking very empty, pale, as if he was wandering in the snow for a while. She asks him why he’s here, but he doesnt answer, just stares at her, jumps on her balcony, and makes a beeline to her bed and flops on it while only saying “it’s cold”

Seeing that he’s cold, she puts a warm blanket on him and continues to listen to him say it’s cold - but it’s not his body that’s cold. He doesn’t know.

she tells him to take a warm bath or else he’ll continue to freeze (get sick)

Rupert says someone is dead, and on closer look, Rupert’s eyes are glazed over and blank, they’ve lost their shine, he looks exhausted with reddened hands and face from the cold as he chillingly says that he killed the Emperor.

[dva-0n-l1ne]

The Wanderer—formerly Scaramouche—entering a mutually beneficial relationship with Mona. She gets his mora & a roommate, while he gets her as an outlet for all of his sexual needs. Oh, archons above, is he rough with her. He'd never intended to knock her up, but with her reactions.. how could someone deny that? Especially with how she tightens around him.

"Is that what you want you damn slut? Fuck, I should've known..!" He growls, a smirk on his face. One hand is full of her hair as he has the astrologist's face pressed against the bed, "Fine then, I'll knock you up. Don't come crying to me when you're so full of my brats that you can't walk!"

Mona hated that she had to get into this kind of relationship. Basically giving her body away for mora and a home. Wanderer wasn’t the worst person to live with but he was an absolute beast in bed. She was at his mercy and had to put up with anything he wanted if she wanted to continue to be paid and have a home. He was the one that claimed her virginity, and since then he has done nothing but degrade her and dirty talk her about it. She hated to admit it started turning her on quite a bit, despite her prideful nature. Maybe she was just always in need of someone strong enough to put her in her place...

Normally they used protection, Mona demanding of it to avoid getting pregnant but not this time. No, he had her pinned completely down, plowing into her from behind. The wet sounds of their bodies smacking together filled the room. Mona was letting out loud moans and cries as his bare cock grinded on her cervix. She objected at first to bareback sex but he quickly fucked that out of her.

“K-knock me u-up?”

Mona stammered in shock. He couldn’t be serious, and yet her insides were clamping tight around him, “P-please don’t! D-don’t cum in me! I-i don’t want to get pregnant!” She begged him between needy moans but he didn’t listen. He shoved himself nice and deep, pumping wave after wave of seed into her unprotected womb. Mona let out a cry. The heat of his seed filling her was enough to bring her to orgasm. She squeezed around him. Cumming so hard around his cock she was seeing white. She was left shaking with a belly full of his cum,

“Y-you jerk... H-how could you?” She stammered completely breathless.

After that day he refused to use protection on her. Mona begged every time for him to not cum in her but he did every time. Unsurprisingly, Mona fell pregnant. Pregnant with not one, or two, but three of his children. Two months in and her small body looked huge. She was so annoyed with him for this! She told him not to knock her up! And now she was going to have to struggle walking around carrying three if his babies.

“You jerk! What am I going to do with three babies?!” She yelled at him in a huff, throwing a pillow right at his face that he just caught,

“Be a cute mommy of course.~ Not my fault you squeezed so tightly around me! You were begging for it!” Mona threw another pillow at him flushed,

“You’re taking responsibility for them too!” As annoyed as she was acting, she really was quite excited about the babies.

[yeehawdante]

help

Yo collapsed on the couch with a dramatic sigh, letting his head fall back against the cushions. The old air conditioning unit whirred loudly from her window, almost drowning out the pro’s whining. For as loud as the thing was, it hardly did its job of relieving them from the summer heat. Junko could feel the sweat forming on the back of her neck. 

“Why do you have so much stuff?” 

She scoffed slightly from her place on the floor, tossing a plushie into the box in front of her. Yo had offered to help her pack after hearing the news, only to give up 30 minutes in. She hadn’t mentioned who her new roommate was, not wanting him to make a big deal about who her roommate was. Lucky for her, he hadn’t even asked. 

“I really don’t, you’re just being dramatic,” from beside her, Teppei yawned, blissfully unaware he was going to be in a whole new place in a week. 

All of her time had become dedicated to packing, at least, when she wasn’t working. She never wanted to see another cardboard box again after she moved. Even if she didn’t actually have that much stuff, it was still an obnoxious process. 

At least she was going to have help moving everything. Bakugo had offered help in the most aggressive way possible, it had actually felt more like a demand. Mina had also thrown in an insistence to let her help, so she was pretty much set. 

“I can’t believe I had no idea you were struggling to pay for this place, I would’ve let you move in with me,” Yo suddenly piped up from the couch, and his words made her laugh. Only for it to die away when she saw the uncharacteristically serious look on his face. With a soft sigh, she searched for a nice way to explain that, while she loved him like a brother, he wasn’t exactly someone she wanted to share a space with. 

“Yo, I love you, but we both know we’d try to kill each other by the end of the week,” her shoulders slumped in relief when he snickered, not at all offended. Sitting up, he pulled one of the dog toys from the box she was trying to fill. She tried to snatch it back, only to have her hand smacked away. The toy was tossed across the room and her once relaxed companion was bolting away from her side. 

“Seriously? Now he’s not gonna let me put it away,” she sighed, watching the tiny monster pick up the innocent plushie in its mouth and shake it around. Once again, her thoughts wandered to Bakugo. She hoped he’d like Teppei, or at the very least just tolerate him. 

Moving day rolled around in the blink of an eye. She’d been woken up unbearably early by enthusiastic knocking on her door, and she’d practically short circuited when she opened her door to see Mina and Bakugo already outside.

Along with another familiar face… 

It was hard not to pass out at the sight of Red Riot on her doorstep, beaming brightly like they’d known each other for years. She’d met him once, back during the provisional license exam (that she’d totally failed). It had been a tough year for her, and she could remember vividly how outraged her mother had been. 

Not once has a Tsukino ever failed the exam! 

She’d said it like there had been a long line of pros in the family, when in reality it had started with her. It was hard to let the reminder deflate her when the human embodiment of sunshine was smiling at her. 

“We brought some extra muscle!” Mina exclaimed, gesturing to Red Riot like he was some kind of prized pack mule. Extra muscle hardly did him justice, the guy probably equaling a whole group of men. 

“Hey, good to see you again!” Her eyebrows raised, skeptical he actually remembered her. Had she even done anything to leave an impression? All she’d done was cry in the corner, basically. The memory made her want to shrink into herself, but she managed to return his smile with what she hoped was at least half the warmth he gave. 

“You too! I appreciate you guys coming to help but really, I don’t have that much stuff,” she chanced a glance up into Bakugo’s face, finding him scowling at her. She wasn’t sure what possessed her to simply just smile in response, but it seemed to catch him off guard for a split second-the harsh lines of his face softening before he recovered. 

“I’m honestly just here to pet the dog, I won’t lie,” Mina’s admittance made Red Riot audibly gasp, an adorable twinkle in his eye when he looked to Junko with what could only be described as childish hope. 

“You have a dog? What’s his name?” She answered, and he practically cooed, “I always wanted a dog, but Kats never let me,” as much as she wanted to gush over the nickname, she was too focused on the fact Bakugo didn’t allow a dog before. So why’d he go out of his way to make it so she could move in with hers? 

“Living with you was enough like having a dog,” the remark caught Junko off guard, a laugh bubbling up in her chest before she could fight it. Kirishima obviously wasn’t bothered, 

“Uh, come in and make yourselves at home. I’ve still gotta find Teppei’s carrier.” 

Walking into her living room to find Red Riot sprawled out on her floor with her dog licking at his face felt like some kind of fever dream. The guy seemed like he was in heaven though, his lips split in a gigantic grin and showing off his shark like teeth. It was an adorable sight, but part of her had hoped to see Bakugo bonding with her dog considering they were going to be living together. 

Said man was sat on her couch, grumpy as ever, while the other two had Teppei’s tail wagging so fast it was nothing but a brown blur.

[walhalla]

I told you I had Wakasa brainrot. Tagging @kantorevengers cause she has Wakasa brainrot too.

cw: nsfw - fem!reader, public sex, oral sex (male receiving), creampie, wakasa is a bit mean ig??

It was one of the days Wakasa brought you along to Brahman's meetings. It's a small reunion today, just the executives and Senju. Akashi was the one doing most of the talking, something about division organization or whatever, you weren't really listening. To be fair, no one was. Benkei was blankly staring at the ceiling, Senju was dozing off and Wakasa was too focused on the way his fingers went in and out of you below the table.

"...so that's basically what we have to do" Akashi finished, standing before you like a professor teaching a class.

"Shit." You accidentally cursed when Wakasa hit a sensitive spot inside of you.

"What?" Akashi deadpanned. "Last time I checked, you weren't a part of Brahman."

Wakasa snorts, trying to hide his amusement. "Chill, Akashi, she's probably tired of your yapping." he says looking at you straight in the eyes.

"I'm sorry, I'm just getting a bit... hot" you say, not wanting to let Wakasa win.

"Really? Let's go outside for a bit, babe." he suggests, knowing full well you're not going out for a breath. "Fill me out on the details later, 'kay?" With that, he slides his fingers out of your pussy to take his hand in yours and guides you out the door.

The hideout was located in a back alley. A discreet building, chosen for discreet matters. Like fucking Brahman's top executive Wakasa Imaushi.

"You're mean." You say once you step outside.

"And you're so fucking wet." he steps closer to you, trapping you against the wall. "Do you really like it that much? Getting your cunt stuffed with those fuckers in the room." He doesn't break eye contact while he unzips your skirt and lets it fall on the floor. The cold breeze of the night makes you shudder when you feel it against your wet underwear.

"Look at you, how vulgar." He says while he unbuttons your shirt. "Dropping your clothes for a man in a back alley, truly outrageous."

"Don't act like you aren't enjoying this." You teased, noticing his hard on against your thigh.

"I wouldn't. I'm the most vulgar and outrageous of them all." he replies with a small laugh. "Now be a good girl and get on your knees."

You do as he says and wait eagerly as he unzips his pants, taking his cock out and giving it a couple strokes right in front of your face.

"Open." His tone stern while he holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger. You obey, opening your mouth wide. "Tongue." Again, you comply. He gathers some spit on his tongue and lets it fall slowly until it hits yours. Just as you feel his warm saliva entering your mouth, Wakasa stuffs his whole length in your mouth in a rough thrust. Your eyes start filling with tears while you're trying to suppress your gag reflex. The man was never one to hold back, fucking your mouth at a fast pace he grabbed the hair on the back of your head.

"That's it, baby." He tilts his head back in bliss, groaning. After a few more rapid thrusts, he releases the grip on your hair and lets you catch your breath.

"Wakasa..." you say, looking up at him with tear-stained eyes.

"What, baby?" He cups your cheek with his hand. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you inside me." You softly tell him, still on your knees. "Please, Wakasa."

"Since you asked so nicely." He says with his usual bored expression. "Up." You stand up and wait for his next command. He taps your thigh below your hip. "Hop on." You jump into his arms, your faces mere inches from each other.

"Please..." you're getting desperate, the heat on your lower stomach getting stronger by the minute.

"Someone's getting impatient." He smiles against your lips, leaning in to kiss you right after that. The kiss started soft but promptly got more and more passionate, tongues dancing around and moans escaping from your mouths. Without breaking the kiss, Wakasa supports your weight with one hand while he slips the other between you to move your underwear aside.

"Ready, love?" His tip brushing your entrance and his voice so close to you makes you nod immediately. He takes your mouth in a kiss as he pushes his lenght inside you, making both of you moan into the kiss.

"Fuck, that's good." He grips your ass with force, lifting you up and bringing you down again while his nails dig into your skin. You grab his hair with your hands around his neck, trying your best to keep quiet. "Feeling good?" He laughs softly when he sees you struggling to contain your moans.

"Yeah... 's good" your voice is merely a whisper. "More, please..."

"I haven't stopped, you greedy thing." Wakasa replies with a hard thrust that makes you bring your hand to your mouth to avoid your whines to echo through the narrow streets of the alley.

"W-waka... I'm gonna... haah... I'm gonna cum!" you feel yourself getting closer, dazed from the pleasure.

"Cum, pretty thing. Let me feel you." Wakasa whispers against your lips before trapping them in a kiss once again. You feel your climax come through as his tongue wanders through your mouth, almost biting him when you finally release the tension that built up in your stomach.

"Fuck, that's it." He buries his face in your shoulder, his moves getting sloppier. "You want my cum inside you, baby? You want that?" You nod, getting dizzy from the overstimulation.

"Cum inside me, please Wakasa" you cry against his ear.

"Fuck, gonna cum." He says as he thrusts deeply, releasing into you with a groan. He rests his head on yours, catching his breath before giving you one last kiss and puts you down. You lean on him, feeling your knees falter.

"You okay?" Wakasa asks putting an arm around your waist for support.

Yeah, I'm fine, but..." Wakasa looks at you, expecting your answer. "Your ruined my skirt." You say, looking at the piece of clothing left forgotten on the floor.

"Oh, you're right... I'm sorry, I'll buy you another one." Wakasa apologizes.

"That's not the problem, Waka." He looks at you, confused by your words. "I don't have any spare clothes." Wakasa looks at you with a serious face for a second, but a laugh escapes his mouth.

"It's not funny!" You whine. "How am I supposed to go home like this?" Still laughing, Wakasa takes off the top part of Brahman's uniform.

"Here." He hands you the oversized jacket. "I'm gonna need that back, though."

Just as you were about to thank him, the door opens with the three other members exiting the building.

"I guess you took the part of Brahman thing pretty badly." Akashi says when he sees the gang's uniform on you.

"She was cold. I'm not gonna let her freeze to death." Wakasa states.

"Weren't you hot?" Senju asks.

"Huh?" You let out not knowing what to say, your cheeks starting to heat up.

"You were hot, that's why you went out in the first place." Senju insists.

"Leave those two idiots be, it's getting late." Akashi sighs. "Let's go, pipsqueak." He starts walking towards the main street, Senju following behind him.

"Nice skirt you got there, y/n." Benkei laughs, pointing at the skirt laying dirty on the floor.

"Shut up." You blush and look away, hoping Wakasa would get you out of this situation.

"Yeah, where did you buy it? I think I'm gonna get the same one for me." Not helping, Wakasa joins in on the joke.

"I'm leaving." You say, getting away from the two men.

"Wait, I'll get you home." Wakasa follows after you.

"Whatever, let's go. I don't wanna walk around like this." You say, pouting at him.

"You look adorable though." He reaches for your hand and interlaces your fingers.

"You're not taking the skirt?" Benkei asks when he sees you walk away.

"Keep it, I'm sure it'll look great on you, Benkei." Wakasa raises his voice so it reaches the other man, laughing along with you.

[lavenderwhore444]

Ah shit here we go again

Btw this is moth shigaraki

So imagine this you work at this place that’s like a zoo that has moths and other creatures ( u can tell I’m struggling) so ur coworkers were trying to get this baby moth inside it’s cage but it kept panicking and crying ( I think u know who is this baby moth) u went to see what’s up that’s how u saw the most beautiful moth u ever seen, you picked up the baby moth ( meanwhile ur coworkers were panicking) it just calmed down everyone was 👁👄👁 long story short u were now in charge of shigaraki, u took care of him feed him u did everything, until he was literally taller then u are ( moths grow up fast ok?) shigaraki was in love with u even when u had ur days off ( he absolutely hated when u had to leave home boy would throw tantrums) he would never let anyone touch him if anyone did they might of lost a couple of fingers, when u came back from ur break he would be attach to ur hip he would not let go not to mention he probably scratched the hell out of his neck so u had to deal with that, oh yeah he was overprotective of u won’t anyone touch u

Let’s just say u were super sick so u had to take a week off, u were devastated that ur not gonna be able to see shigaraki (u had to admit that u have fallen in love with him) so for now u were trying to get better, meanwhile shigaraki was losing his shit he thought u left him ( or dead💀 lmao) he couldn’t wait anymore so he escaped, it was easy finding where u lived since he memorized ur scent, u suddenly heard a noise come out of room ( u went to get some water or something idk sis) as u entered u found shigaraki, shigaraki ran to u and just hugged ( basically crashed u with his two sets of arms) he started to cry he wouldn’t let go, u got super worried and asked him what’s wrong, so he explained what happened then u suddenly felt super weak and almost fainted shigaraki was panicking asking if ur ok, u said that u had a fever thats all, shigaraki just put u back on the bed, shigaraki finally had the opportunity to repay u, he had read somewhere that sex can help ( it’s totally not an excuse for him to see u naked) he just wants to please u( his mommy 😏) his wings vibrated at the thought of pleasing u, let just say u had no problem with it. ( so when shigaraki is done reader flops shigaraki on the bed and fucks the shit out of him as a thank u gift lollll)

Kinks umm sub shigaraki whos eager to please and dom reader, this one hundred percent has a mommy kink umm I cant think of anything, this isn’t my best ideas so feel free to ignore this 😔😫

-🤡

Storms

Tomothura :) 🦋

I'm sleepy, and I want milk and cookies. Not to flex, but I only have to see my therapist every other week cause ig I'm just perfect.

Update I now see her once a week and have to take dbt a THIRD (?) time

I have a bad smell and taste in my mouth and nose from covid. It reminds me of meatballs but in the worst way :/

Warnings: masturbation, heat, vaginal sex, humping, loss of virginity (both parties), breeding, & mommy kink.

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I have rewritten this six times. No matter how much I write, whether it's 100 words or 1,000,000 words, I can't create a smooth transition between y/n's like caregiver (?) relationship with Shiggy to a romantic/sexual relationship with him. To put it simply, I give up 💀 . HOWEVER, I did cook up another scenario in my mind, so even though I have strayed from the original blueprint, I will still deliver a moth Shigaraki fic to all of you <3

To those of you brave people who aren't scared of storms:

1) I envy you.

2) I apologize because I need y/n to be scared of storms for my plot.

Thinking abt writing a poly relationship with y/n shigaraki and dabi. It’d just be so cute.

On another unrelated note: why did I get put on the gross end of scent kinks (yes, those exist)? Instead of being like, “mmm sexy cologne,” I'm like, “Dabi reeking after being on a long mission and cuddling, so I have to smell him and get his sweat on me, ” like Claire. Control yourself.

It was a beautiful night. The only light around you was the moon, the stars, and dozens of fireflies. It was warm and calm, no wind, no rain, not even a chill though the sun had set. You walked further through the forest. Your friends had gotten tired and retired to the campsite. You, however, had chosen to wander some more. You found clarity in the woods at night.

You stumbled upon a beautiful pond surrounded by luscious green trees. Lily pads floated in the water, and frogs croaked. The number of fireflies had increased, and little fairy circles littered the ground (you were careful not to step in them). There was a little cabin up a small hill. It had wooden walls and small windows which stopped you from seeing the inside.

You checked the time, 12:55 a.m. As you walked back, it started to rain. Great. A little rain never hurt anyone, right? But then it began to storm. The kind of storm that knocked loose widow makers, that made the ground shake, and could cause mudslides. You had to get inside and fast. You were closest to the cottage from earlier, and the trees got thicker by your campsite. You ran back as fast as you could and knocked on the door.

“Hello? Is anyone in there? It's storming, and my campsite is too far away, ” you called.

“It's open, ” a voice called.

You opened the door and shut it quickly, not wanting to be out in the storm for a second longer. Then, you took off your shoes.

“I’m making tea for us, ” the voice said.

“Oh, it's ok. You really don't have to-”

“I didn't ask you, ” the voice said again, “just accept my hospitality, ”

You sat down on the couch and scrolled through your phone. Even though you had sworn it had 50% left, it was now nearly dead.

“Do you have a phone charger I could borr-” the lights flickered off, “never mind, ”

Here you were, trapped in a stranger's house as it stormed with nothing but a dead phone and no power. The stranger walked into the room, and your first reaction was to scream.

“Calm down. I'm not gonna hurt you, ” Shigaraki said, setting down your tea.

“You're- you have- what are- y-you have, ” you stuttered in shock.

“Yeah, I've got wings and shit. Calm down, ” Tomura said, taking a sip of his tea.

You sat in silence for a moment as you processed.

“I'm tomura shigaraki, ” he said, “if we're stuck here together while it storms, we might as well know each other's names, ”

“I'm y/n, ” you said.

“Pretty name, ” Shigaraki said.

“Thank you, ” you nodded, “so how long do you think the storm will last?”

“No idea, but here it can rain for up to five days, ” he said.

“Oh, ” you said.

“It’ll be fine. I've got food for both of us, ” Shigaraki said.

“No, that's not what I'm worried about. I'm just scared of-” thunder roared, and lightning struck. You nearly jumped out of your seat.

“You're scared of storms, ” he finished, “you can come sit next to me if it would make you feel better or whatever, ” he offered.

You nodded and sat next to him. Despite looking...strange, his presence was very comforting. More thunder and lighting caused you to jump. He wrapped one of his soft wings around you.

“You're fine, y/n. Don't worry, ok?” Tomura said.

Did he know why he was letting you sit so close to him? No. Did he know why he wanted to comfort you? Also no.

“You're wet, ” he said.

You nearly choked, “what?”

“I’ll give you some clothes while yours are in the dryer, ” he said, getting up.

“Can I come with you?” you said, “I don't want to be alone, ”

He sighed, “sure, come on, ”

You both headed up to his room, and he threw you some clothes. Shigaraki looked at you, waiting patiently.

“Well?” he said.

“I'm not gonna change in front of you, ” you said, cheeks glowing bright red.

“I don't know why you're making it a big deal, ” he muttered, turning away.

Truthfully he'd never seen anyone naked and had lived alone most of his life. When he thought about you naked or even just in your underwear, he felt strange.

“I'll be right back, ” he muttered, heading to the bathroom.

He had a strange urge to touch himself, so he indulged. After unzipping his pants, he cupped his hardening cock gently and hissed at the new sensation. It felt weird but good. So good. He wrapped a hand around it and started stroking it gently, nearly moaning out loud.

He turned on the sink to mask any accidental noises. He kept stroking for a while longer, stifling even more noises. Soon he felt an intense tingling sensation in his balls that seemed to grow stronger and spread throughout his cock. As he finally burst, his whole body relaxed, and thick, white sticky liquid shot out of his dick. It was foreign to him, but it felt wonderful.

Meanwhile, outside, you had heard everything. You sat on the bed awkwardly as Tomura came out of the bathroom. He took your wet clothes.

“The um dryer is just downstairs, ” he said, looking towards the floor, “if you want to come with, ”

“Sure, ” you nodded, following behind him.

With your clothes in the dryer, you both sat downstairs on the couch. It was silent until you decided to try and lighten the mood.

“So what um do you like to do for fun?” you asked.

“I like games a lot, ” he said, taking a carrot off a plate of vegetables he'd gotten the two of you.

“I like games too, ” you smiled.

The both of you talked about games for a while until you nearly passed out.

“Hey, head upstairs. I'll take the couch, ” Shigaraki said, noticing your eyelids fluttering shut.

“No, I don't want to take your bed, ” you yawned.

“Get upstairs y/n. I'm serious just sleep in my fucking bed, ” Shigaraki ordered.

“But-, ”

“No, no buts, ” he interrupted.

“The least I can do is let you sleep with me. Won't you crush your wings on the couch?” you said.

“Fine. If it makes you feel better, I guess, ” Shigaraki mumbled.

You both walked upstairs. Shigaraki found a toothbrush for you, and you got into bed with him. You slept back to back, but it was cold. No, frigid. He could tell by the way you were shivering. He turned towards you and held you with both pairs of arms. A wing draped over you, and he rested his chin on your head.

“Don’t make it weird, ” he grunted.

“Ok, ” you said, sleep clouding your mind.

By the following day, you had turned towards him, and you both were completely tangled in each other. It was still storming when you woke up. You pulled Shigaraki closer, savoring his warmth.

“Morning, sleepyhead, ” he said.

“Morning, ” you responded.

He stroked your hair gently, wings humming quietly. He flipped on the light, and to your surprise, it worked. The power was back on!

“I’ll make breakfast, ” you said, getting up.

He pulled you back down, “ten more minutes. You're warm, ”

Ten minutes turned into an hour as you dozed off again. You couldn't help it, he was warm, and his nimble fingers traced designs on your back. The bed was so soft, and so were his wings. After a while, he woke you up, poking your cheek.

“Can you still make breakfast?” he said, smiling down at you.

You looked so beautiful with messy hair and tired eyes. Shigaraki couldn't help himself as he traced a finger over your lips. He saw the blush on your cheeks and rubbed his thumb over your bottom lip.

“You have nice lips, ” he whispered.

“Thank you, ” you said.

He sensed your breathing pick up along with your heartbeat.

“Your heart is beating really fast, y/n, ” Shigaraki said, bringing his face closer to yours, “are you alright?”

“Yeah. yeah, I'm fine, ” you said, “don't worry about me, ”

He nodded, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.

“If you say so, ” he said, getting out of bed.

You already missed the warmth of his body; it was still freezing from all the rain. How could the weather change so quickly? You followed him downstairs and began to make breakfast. As you were cooking, you felt him put one of his zip-up hoodies over your shoulders.

“You look cold, ” he said, “take it, ”

“Thank you, ” you responded, pushing your arms into the sleeves immediately.

It smelled just like him. This was your routine with him for the next three days. On the morning of your fourth day, the rain had stopped. The thing is, neither of you said anything. You just went about your day together like normal. The truth is, you liked it here. You were so much happier with him in his little house than you had ever been anywhere else.

“The rain stopped over a month ago, ” he said one day, “why haven't you left?” that definitely didn't come off the way he wanted it to.

“Oh well, I can leave if you'd like-”

“No. Stay, ” he said, “I want you here,”

He got up and wrapped both pairs of arms around you.

“Stay, ” he whispered.

“I will, ” you said, pushing your face into the crook of his neck.

He held you like that for a while, savoring the feeling of you in his arms. The months flew by. Soon the leaves turned orange and red and fell to the ground. Next, the ground was bright white from the snow, and tulips began to bloom in the spring.

‘Shit,’ Shigaraki thought, ‘its spring’

He'd been feeling strange lately, and after googling his symptoms, he realized he was going into his first heat. He googled many things that night, some disgusted him, and some did quite the opposite.

“Hey y/n, you should probably head back and get your things. You've been here a while, so I'm just assuming you're staying, ” Shigaraki said, trying to sound nonchalant.

“I'm alright, ” you smiled, tending to the little garden you'd started, “I've gone into town a few times. I have everything I need, ”

“No, really, I think it would be good, ” he said.

“Shiggy, if you want me to leave, it's ok, ” you said, standing up and stroking his cheek.

He loved when you did that. It always made his wings buzz happily.

“No!” he said, “I don't want you to leave, please stay, ”

You smiled, “I'm not going anywhere, ok? You don't have to be so anxious; I'm staying, ”

He nodded, “I just- um, ”

“Go on, ” you urged, combing your fingers through his hair.

“I um think I'm going into...heat, ” he whispered the last part, “and I don't want you to have to deal with that, ”

“I don't mind, ” you said, “if it's alright with you, I’d like to stay. I'll take care of you, ”

He smiled and wrapped both pairs of arms around you.

“You're amazing, ” he said.

You giggled, “so what even happens during your heat? Do you get sick or something?”

“It’s hard to explain, ” he muttered.

“How am I supposed to take care of you if I don't know what's wrong?” you said, pouting up at him.

He shoved his phone in your hand, “here, ”

You read the screen, eyes widening and cheeks getting hot.

You looked up at him, “so you um, ”

“Yeah, ” he muttered, “as I said, you don't have to stay. I’m serious.”

You took a deep breath, “I want to stay. I want to help you in any way I can, even if it means letting you take my virginity. Truthfully I’d be happy if you did, Tomura, ”

“You would?” he asked, “are you sure?”

You nodded, “I think I've liked you for a while now. Even if you don't feel the same way, I just want you to know that I'm okay with whatever you need to do to me, ” your breath hitched at the last part.

You'd never seen yourself as submissive. You never took shit from anyone. Shigaraki didn't see you as submissive either, even with all the things you’d said. When they mixed with your tone and personality, they sounded caring but not in a submissive sense.

You were dominant, but not in the way he'd always thought of it. You were like...

“Mommy, ” he whispered.

So soft and gentle. Calm and caring but independent and strong.

“Can I call you that? It just feels...right, ” he said.

You nodded, “um sure, ”

“Mommy, ” he sighed, pressing his face into the crook of your neck.

You reached up to run your fingers through his hair. Shigaraki groaned quietly.

“About what you said earlier, I like you too, y/n, ” he said.

You smiled and pecked him on the lips. After you pulled away, he pressed his lips to yours again immediately. He grabbed your hair, pulling you closer as you yelped in surprise. He laughed softly, starting to slip his tongue into your mouth. Tomura tried to dominate the kiss to no avail. Instead, he fell victim to the way you were able to move your tongue around in his mouth, leaving almost nothing untouched.

You pulled away, admiring the dark blush on his cheeks. He's so pretty.

“I'm sleepy, mommy, ” he said before yawning.

He picked you up and carried you upstairs. You laughed and kissed him on the cheek. He put you down on the bed and practically laid on top of you. He wrapped his arms around you, letting his wings act as your blanket.

“Goodnight, ” you whispered.

“G’night, mommy, ” he mumbled.

You awoke to something rubbing your thigh.

“Mommy, ” he moaned, “mommy, please. Please, it hurts so bad, mommy, ”

As you became more conscious, you realized that he was humping your thigh. He’d already made a sticky mess in his pants and on your own. You kissed him gently. Letting your soft lips contrast between the rough humping of your leg.

“Want, ” he moaned, “need to mate, mommy. I need to please, ”

“It's alright, sweetie, ” you said, pulling him between your legs.

He began humping your crotch, panting and drooling.

“Mommy, ” he slurred, “I want in. I want in you, ”

His wings had been buzzing violently ever since you agreed. One set of hands cupping your face and the other holding your hips in place as he rubbed his cock on your clothed pussy. You wiggled out of your pants with his help, and he practically ripped off his own pants. He pulled off his boxers and ripped off your panties. He shoved himself into you, nearly screaming at the way your warm wet cunt sucked his cock in. The way you clenched because he was big, so fucking big.

“Mommy, ” he chanted, “mommy, mommy, mommy, ”

He lasted a surprisingly long time, wandering fingers finding your clit. He slammed into you, slapping skin and squelching filled his ears, but all of this was drowned out by his moans and whimpers. Finally, Tomura pushed you over the edge. You clenched and came all around his cock with a loud moan.

“Mommy, ” he sobbed, “breed mommy, I need you to take my cum mommy. I need you to let me breed you and make you all pretty with my kids, ”

“Yes, Tomu, go ahead, sweetie. Breed, mommy, ” you moaned.

He gasped and sobbed as an absurd amount of cum flooded your cunt. It began to ooze out of your cunt around his cock. He collapsed on top of you, panting as his cock softened inside of you. His heat was over. His need to breed you was met. He was exhausted, couldn't move to bathe, only pass out with you safe in his arms.

Over time you did swell up with his kids. He was so excited to start a family, to claim you with his offspring. If you had his kids, you were his, end of story. No one was allowed to look at you or touch you.

‘Mommy’s so pretty when she's bred,’ he thought to himself as he kissed your stomach.

[labeeboheme]

my spencer reid headcanons

(when a happy one matches a sad one, they’ll be matching colours)

also tw - vague mention of suicide, drug addiction, disordered eating mention (never anything graphic)

happy/cute

- Garcia and the rest of the team would leave little sticky notes around his desk and normally they’d just make him smile but when he was having a rough day they’d literally make him tear up with happiness

- he’s obscenely good at present giving, because he simultaneously remembers everything that people say they like and also has his ridiculous knowledge of what exists out there

- one week (it coincided with him being clean for 5 years, he never made the connection) he walked into the briefing room and every member of the team was dressed exactly as him. he kept trying to bring it up and everybody pretended they had no idea what he was on about. it became their BAU group chat icon for years.

- one of the best days of his life was when garcia took him dog walking with her, he got to just wander around with 6 dogs all day

- jack grows to adore him just as much as henry does. spencer hangs around a lot because him and hotch are usually the ones without anyone to hang out with at the weekend, and he takes jack to the museum with henry and michael all the time. jack ends up being a lot more like spencer than he imagined (which both terrifies and delights hotch)

- Spencer has never actually attended a graduation, despite having graduated from various degrees like 10+ times. when the BAU (Alex probably) finds out, they all force him into a gown and rock up to cheer him

- they liked to play trivia games where it was spencer vs the rest of the team, but someone (i’m thinking emily) picks up that it makes him feel left out. they then take turns being on spencer’s team. one month, the non-spencer team beats them and the joy it gives them makes him smile for a week

- garcia learns how to make mocktails and without fail, will make a huge jug for him anytime the rest are drinking alcohol but make sure they’re fun flavours so he gets just as much excitement as everyone else

- after Diana is moved to Virginia, the team become really close to her. JJ takes the boys to hang out with her because she’s always loved children (and Diana sometimes thinks Henry is a young Spencer, which makes JJ worry about how Spencer will react but he’s just sitting here grinning with tears in his eyes because he’s finally getting to see his mom be the mom he knew she could be)

- the BAU love his glasses, and there’s a competition to get a photo of him with them on, but he’s very good at avoiding cameras. After one case in a hotel they even try to hide his contact solution to force him to wear them (amateurs - he definitely keeps a spare box in his coat). There eventually is a single photo of them wearing them, but all members of the BAU fail. Spencer is babysitting Henry, who is distraught about having to wear glasses to school. Spencer gives up trying to comfort him and just takes his contact lenses out and switches them for glasses. Henry is super shocked but so happy that he matches his favourite person, so Spencer takes a photo of the two of them so that Henry can put it next to his bed

- he gets a cat after prison, it’s a tabby cat that is the light of his life, and the cat is just heavy enough that when Spencer gets it to sit on his lap that cat can be used a grounding pressure

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angsty/sad

- developed disordered eating habits that started from him always being super underweight as a child bc he couldn’t afford food and then when he got to college he started to eat properly and put on actually healthy weight but he was so adverse to change that it freaked him out

- one of the roughest days at the BAU, after all the obvious terrible times, was when Morgan and Hotch was just having a casual conversation about how they’d helped Strauss with her addiction and it just broke him. he ended up hiding under Garcia’s desk and he’d only speak to her and Emily (as the only people I think ever actually helped him) and was non verbal, once they finally got him out into the office he refused to speak to either of them and was just stimming with garcia comforting him (once he started talking again he whispered why he was so upset to emily, and she joined him in his glaring at them every time he looked at them. morgan and hotch never really worked it out and eventually reid just gave up on being upset because he knew it couldn’t change what happened)

- spencer has never walked across the stage at graduation, but that doesn’t mean he never went to a graduation. his first degree his mom promised she’d come, but ended up not leaving the house. he stood to the side of the stage in his gown trying not to cry before just going back home and having the diploma mailed to him

- he relapsed in prison. he considered his sobriety over after the events in Mexico, and so just briefly gave up when one of the inmates offered him some. as soon as Garcia came to visit him, he broke down and never did it again. he never told Morgan and so he still got a text every year on the day he first got clean, which he thought he’d absolutely hate but ended up finding comfort in because even if the “happy 12 years sobriety, kid” should have been “happy 2 years sobriety, kid”, it reminded him that he’d done it before and could do it again

- after maeve died and they came round to help him clean his apartment, he was really proud of himself for being able to put her book on the shelf and feel like he’s moving on. and then the next day he was getting ready to go to work properly for the first time and he was just getting more and more terrified and anxious and then started to spiral because the longer he panicked the later he was. and it reminded him of how scared maeve had been to come outside to meet him at the restaurant but she’d done it anyway, and he put the book in his bag and found it a lot easier to leave the house after that

- Spencer is so goddamn bitter about them not helping him get clean, and he mentions it whenever he can. In a angry-but-never-let-himself-be-angry way, he takes some justification in seeing the team squirm with guilt. one day he’s listing symptoms of withdrawal for a case, and just starts to go like “another symptom is intense muscle pain, which for me was definitely the worst” or “yeah nausea is real bad, not that you’d know I guess” like he’s exhausted and pissed off and just gives up any pretence of subtlety

- when Diana dies, the whole team rally around Reid more than he could imagine. They all organise the funeral basically for him, and Garcia constantly cooks for him, and at least one person sleeps on his sofa each night in case he needs them. By week two he’s doing okay, and he quickly realises they’re doing it for themselves more than him, because they’re so desperate to let him know how loved he is. It’s still one of the worst weeks of his life, but it’s bearable and that’s purely down to him never having to feel lonely

- there’s a reason he knew exactly what to do when he walked in on Nathan Harris, and that’s because he’s done it with his mom, except that time he was 12 and his dad had just left and he just sat there covered in blood waiting for the ambulance, and whilst promising the paramedics that his dad was on his way home so that social services wouldn’t turn up, he read countless books on medical treatment so that next time he wouldn’t be so hopeless

- I respectfully disagree with the line where he’s like “this is my first meeting” at the Beltway clean cops, I’m convinced he would drive two hours to a meeting miles away so he could truly be anonymous and sit curled up in a chair and cry in meetings without even the slightest chance of seeing someone he knew

[mywritingonlyfans]

Cornerstone (Yeah, that Arctic Monkeys song) - Fic with Damiano David.

prompt: Damiano used to date your sister, but now that she's dead you're the only thing that can keep her alive for him, making him not worried that he might forget her face.

warnings: none, just pure sadness. Oh, and tysm Evie for the lovely help on this one!!

You remembered well the first time you saw Damiano. It was on the first of many parties you would go in your life, it was the night of your 18th birthday and considering how introverted and reserved you were, your sister, who although looks a lot like you, appearance wise, your personalities were complete opposites, decided that you needed to celebrate in a dignified way. Well, you were two years apart, but her behavior at parties made her seem older than her age, she appeared more experienced, she tolerated drinks well and her charisma was perfect, just right for the party. As much as you always imagined she would be like that, given you were used to seeing her come home late at night on weekends, it was fascinating, even a little intimidating to see for yourself. Basically, Parrot’s Beak was made for her. After 45 minutes of partying, your eyes had noticed Damiano drinking with some friends, his cheekbones were prominent cute, his eyes were striking, and the drink was starting to take effect on his cheeks making them become a lovely, flushed pink - almost like his skin was begging to be kissed. You could replay that moment in your head whenever you wanted, you didn’t even have to close your eyes. Over time, you’ve forced yourself to smile at him, pull your hair out of your eyes between shy glances, trying your hardest to make yourself good-looking for him. It didn’t take long for him to walk towards you, making your nervous and hopeful smile in the process turn into disappointment. You soon realized his glances in between swigs of beer were not for you, but for your sister. He hadn’t even noticed you there, and the sensation that filled your body was painful. That night you accepted you were left out as they walked to the bathroom, and the best to do was to keep your first impressions of Damiano to yourself. It would be the best thing to do; even after the 4-year anniversary of them being together, and of you still finding Damiano stunning.

“You need to stop callin’ me,” you sighed, brushing the back of your hand over your eyes. It was dawn, if she had been there, she would have already made you get up, would have taken the phone from your hands and lay on top of you, making you laugh until you’d fall asleep together. “It’s been almost a year now; you need to stop calling me.”

“But you always make it better,” his drunk voice echoed in your ear. Strange, but you liked listening to him, he spent so many years making her happy that listening to him was like feeling her smiling widely at you after buying chocolate cake at the coffee bar around the corner that you now worked for.

“What do I make better, Damiano?” You asked, prolonging something that didn’t feel right.

“Me,” he sighed deeply, making you do the same. “I like your voice, even more after you’ve woken up, it’s so calm and crystal clear,” He kept talking until your voice broke into a sharp sob as you tried to bite your lip to contain yourself, if she was there she would’ve calmed him down with just a word; but she wasn’t, and he was like that because he didn’t have her anymore.

“I like you Dami, I truly wish you nothing but the best, but I can’t do this anymore,” you verbalized, knowing there were chances of him being oblivious to the fact that he was looking for you because you reminded him of her. “I miss her too, and it’s being too painful.”

With that being said you hung up the phone, pressing it against your chest knowing he would call again next night and then you would pick up, exchange a few words with him, feeling miserable right after for letting him do it again; but the truth was, on the next day you would feel good, not in a healthy way, but in a nostalgic way that would leave you trapped in a cheery image of your sister; whenever she had the opportunity to describe how amazing a date with Damiano was would make you bear through the day.

As you soaked your pillow, the loud music from The Rusty Room along with dancing people made Damiano wet his lips in a dirty smile, his night would be like any other since she was gone, he would get drunk enough to see her face on someone else and would be able to snuggle between the legs of his new salvation or get kicked out for being too much and have no choice but to call you. On nights when his feelings are stronger than before, he would do both. He would call you in hopes that when you answered, you would miraculously become her, then he would tell you about his day and how no one in the band seems to put up with him anymore, and then would wait until you told him it would be okay. Clearly, nothing worked like that in your mind, you were as tough as she was, which was good for him to feel in her presence, but not what he needed at the moment; not least because you had never spoken for more than 5 minutes. That way, he had no choice but to keep looking for her.

Still digesting your dry words, he caught sight of her golden hair and pale skin being bathed in the strong red light, she smiled at him, huddled up in a wicker chair, her eyes was in the same level with his as he wandered up for a closer look, and it felt like it was for the first time, so he came close and kissed her, taking all the air out of her lungs to himself; the random girl wouldn’t mind having another name tonight.

Damiano returned home the next morning in his car, swearing he could still smell her scent on his coat, transmitting it to his seatbelt while he lengthened his trip to the next coffee bar just to be able to feel her presence for longer.

“He’s all yours today!” Your manager said in mock animation.

His eyes were lazy, his lips rosier than usual trapped in a perfect pout, stubble on his face and yet he looked like an angel; but smelling of booze and sleep deprived.

“What do you want?” You asked, observing him up and down; putting on your best character to try to fool him, or yourself. “You need to stop killin’ yourself like that, Dami.” You let your eyes dip into his, and what a regret, now your whole body tingled.

“I just wanna a nice coffee, I need to be alive to work,” he raised his hands in redemption, giving you a cute half smile. His voice as melody and sweet as on the phone. “I just need to calm my mind down, buttercup.”

His whisper ran down your spine, making drops of coffee from the machine splash onto your hand instead of into the cup, your body knew it was wrong, but your mind had liked being called that.

“How’s life?! How’s things goin’, huh, after all that, y’know…” He went on while you gave him his usual hot coffee.

In response, you shook your head, looking around you, cursing the place for not being so busy so that you could have more customers.

“Fine, no more talk, buttercup.” He sounded low and careful this time. You had to take your eyes off him because you felt like you were going to cry.

No more smiles on his tired face, he straightened his clothing, handing you a crumpled currency. Avoiding his eyes, you took it in your hand, taking his change and writing it out in Letraset for him.

“Thank you,” he said, this time without repeating the pet name, since both you and him were now being watched by your manager. Even in front of others, his eyes filled with tears as he looked at your writing; so similar to hers in form, yet so cruel.

“You shouldn’t let him call you the same way he sweet called her.” The manager warned you when he saw the boy leave. Your sister was always around with Damiano, they were completely in love with each other and never hid it from anyone, it was obvious he had noticed.

“He just needs to heal.”

“So do you.”

‘No, you can’t call me the way you used to call her’ were marked on his change.

Battleship, next night.

Rum was already a necessary substance to oxygenate his blood, it was the 4th shot, he had a dizzy mind with you on it, from the tip of your nose that seemed to follow him when he was speaking, to your contradictory voice that sounds just like hers when you say that you don’t want him around. He needed you.

He glanced around the room, searching for his daily fix of sex for the night but soon changed his mind, taking his cell phone in his hands and punching in your number that he already knew by heart.

“I’m sorry, you’re by yourself?” A serene voice awakened him from his trance, the blond hair and lips drawn in a perfect heart shape similar to hers made him forget about his cell phone.

“Yes, I am.” He confirmed, his throat going dry. Every night the same thing, but he still got carried away by a vision trick; given that the reality was way too difficult to face. “All by myself and free for the night.”

She laughed at his despair, and even though the sound wasn’t similar to hers, he decided he could play pretend in his mind. The girl’s laugh fell silent, feeding his head with the image of her as he closed his eyes tight, for a second he swore not to feel his feet anymore, wondering if it might be the effect of being close to be her ghost but when he said it out loud, calling the random girl by her name, all he felt was a pair of hands pushing him back while cursing him in as many ways as possible. Had the girl said her name to him? He couldn’t tell, it wasn’t like he cared.

“I need you,” you had tears running down your chin, your voice was nothing but sobs.

His smile widened, scratching the affected spot, feeling his body becoming more relaxed as he heard your voice filling the phone call. You needed him, so you called him. Just like in every other night.

“A nightmare again?” He asked cautiously, not even needing to ask what it had been about; he already knew.

“Yes,” you looked tired, as much as he did. “I need you, Dami, I can’t stop thinking about her.”

“I’m on my way, buttercup.”

The shared room still smelled of her, he knew it was because of you spreading the rest of her perfume across the bed she slept in. The atmosphere was different without her there, you both felt it, but somehow it felt good to be there and feel a bit of her false presence.

“You’re drunk again,” you sighed as he brought his fingers to your cheekbone, pulling some tears away. “She wouldn’t like that.”

He nodded, “she really wouldn’t.” Damiano smiled, seeing a shy smile spread across your lips.

Your movements were quick as silence filled the room, your arms went around his waist, making him have no choice but to snuggle you into his grip, a relieved sigh left his lips and he felt good knowing you no longer cried. The lack of voices made everything more comfortable, it cleared his mind, making his muscles relax. And when he felt you dig your face deeper into his shirt, he let his chin rest on your head as you found comfort in the scent that had often been used to be on her clothes.

The weather was grey, sad. Similar with your mood. Staying motivated to work was not what you wanted today, or any other day.

“What are you doing outside? You weren’t supposed to be working?” Damiano said, tucking you under his umbrella, his eyebrow puckered into a cute pout.

“I can’t work, I’m very sad and sleepless.” You imitated your manager’s voice, showing pure irritation.

“Not a good day, I see,” he remained in high spirits, even seeing your angry face as your request for Uber was denied on the screen in your hands.

“Wouldn’t you go get a coffee?” You deposited your disappointment in him. His face still in a smile, he was never one to be shaken by so little; just like her, in fact so alike to her that it was quite annoying at times. She wouldn’t be giving the hate for her bad day to anyone.

“There’s no point, I only come here for you.” Your mind knew well, it was already used to his tricks, but you still couldn’t help but smile.

His words softened your body and you allowed yourself to look at him, he didn’t seem to have had a rough night, his eyes were still as intense as she had described the night she met him. “Cornerstone doesn’t make any sense without me, I agree with you.” His lips spread; you were happy to make him smile.

The comfortable silence seemed to wrap you around each other, he brushed your hair back from your eyes, getting so close he thought you would might understand. “Can I get much closer?”

You nodded, feeling the tears blurring your vision. You knew he saw in you a way not to forget her face, but letting him go would hurt more. “Look, I’m really not supposed to — but yes, you can call me anything you want.”

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Requested by: @nightfoxyycats

I'm so sorry this took longer than expected T_T

(Yes Ik it's longer than the others I do, and that's cuz I usually end up mixing the headcanons into drabbles/one-shots, but this time, I kept it as bullet points and I got carried away. Oops. And yes, it's easier to write headcanons this way but it'll end up being long af)

When Cain first met you, he overheard and was curious about this new SCP during a test, so he decided to come and watch, from afar of course.

When Cain first met you, he overheard and was curious about this new SCP during a test, so he decided to come and watch, from afar of course.

Anyways, the little test was just a plain and boring one and little (Y/N) was taken back to her containment cell after 10 minutes. Cain had requested to see you as he remembered seeing in your file that you can breathe fire and cry lava among other things due to your dragon abilities.

It's not like he didn't believe them since he's been in the foundation for many years, but he was just curious about a hybrid child like you and wanted to see if you were doing well. You being a shy child was quiet at first and when Cain went to visit you every so often, you both became close and he was a father figure to you, even though you were abandoned by your father since birth and your mother died not long later.

He took good care of you and made sure you were well fed. You were rather polite to the guards and staff so Cain wouldn't need to worry too much about you intentionally killing them. But only for a short period of time as who knows what you'll be like when you're older.

Luckily for Cain, you were also carnivorous, so he didn't have to worry about you eating your 5 a day (not that you wanted to anyways you ungrateful meat-eating child).

Whenever there's a containment breach, the first thing he does is to look for you

Aside from some side effects, he isn't worried too much as he wouldn't receive any wounds anyways so hell just charge towards anyone who looks/sound like you

He's basically your new dad ok?

SCP 076 (Abel)

Abel first came into contact with you during a containment breach

He just saw you casually flying around and occasionally lending the guards a hand by breathing fire just to burn some holes for easier access (how professional)

He saw you again moments later when you were alone and you decided to approach this hulk of a man to ask for some help, thinking he worked there. Abel had abandoned you (like your hopes and dreams left you a millennium years ago) but you insisted on going with him so he took you in

Later his rage in the facility had vanished as he had cared for you for the short period of time he had met you and handed you over to the guards, much to their surprise

He then ran away as he's not totally scared of kids or anything and hid in his box

You insisted on visiting 076-2 and so the researchers did, realising much later that you both had bonded. Abel was a parental figure to you.

A very overbearing protective guardian I must say.

Even more so when there's a containment breach

Like imagine 610 and 682 mashed up together to form an extremely hostile entity and that's Abel for you

But that's only if you were hurt, if you weren't or fit was just a normal containment breach, had be extremely worried

SCP 049 (Plague Doctor) (Guy's pls don't be mistaken, I don't have any beef with 049 ok? XD If I make any characters a little OC then 049 will gladly rid the pestilence from you without consent)

This sassy MF so-called doctor right here met you when for some reason, the doctors had decided to put you both into a testing room (no, it wasn't Bright's idea).

049 was just doing his thing as you just sat on a really high chair (cuz you do be short so ofc you wouldn't be sitting on a lower chair which is lower than your taste in men/women) and watched curiously. The doctor thought it was somewhat cute and laughed slightly from your curiosity.

Sensing that you didn't have the pestilence, he allowed you to scooch closer just to see. After the test was done, the guards took you back out with slight aggression, but you, for some reason, were still polite to the guards despite their aggression which made 049's heart swell due to your pureness.

You yawned slightly and accidentally blew out fire from your mouth which almost caused a containment breach if it weren't for 049's quick thinking

Later on, the researchers had decided to put you both in the testing room again, and you both began to bond as 049 requested you to burn the bodies he performed surgery on

Needless to say, you both had a great time and the researchers were mildly amused

If you somehow knew another friend (*ahem* 035), he'd probs ask him/her to care/loof for you if there were a containment breach

Or he would just sigh and look after you himself if you were closer to 035 and he asked so nicely

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask) (Right about 049 being sassy.... I'll take that back, 035 is the sassiest, right next to a certain sculpture in the foundation)

Anyhow, 035 was actually the reason you were stuck in the foundation anyways

God knows how, but you met this guy wearing this theatre mask and you ended up here in the foundation

Now everyone thought you were either a Keter or Euclid

I mean, you were so close to being put into the Euclid class but ended up in safe since you were so polite to the researchers as well as shy and relatively easy to contain... For now

Whenever they used you in a test, you were rewarded with whatever you wanted, within reason ofc, whenever you behaved well which was like 98% of the time minus minor accidents since you weren't entirely in control of your powers

Sometimes instead of a reward, you'd request to see 035 as he would perform to you and that was only granted when its safe to do so and when that hideous mask would do as he/she/it is told

035 would be that somewhat overprotective yet goofy uncle that everyone loved and he was totally wrapped around your fingers unless you were hurt or if he urgently needed something or someone

If there was a containment breach, he'd look for you, if not he'll call out his 'friend' to look out for you (*cough* 049 *cough*)

When 035 finds you, he'd most likely ask you to fly around to see the nearest exit or he'd just carry you when there's someone chasing you

If 035 were to kill anyone, you'd cry and tell him no to which did end up in burning the floor but oh wells, they're rich enough to contain him so why not use the extra money to rebuild the floor right?

Anyways, 035 loves you no matter what and he'd do anything to make sure you're doing well

SCP 999 (Tickle Monster)

Ok so, when you and 999 first met each other, you were kind of just wandering around the facility minding your own business

999 just casually slithered up to your leg and offered you some sweets and a hug since you looked upset and so you accepted it

You both found a place to sit and just talk bout stuff and what life was like before you were captured

But you were cheery just like 999 and rarely attacked anyone, and if you ever did, it was either that you were hella pissed or you accidentally breathed fire/teared up some lava which burnt some stuff

The researchers would secretly take in some notes bout your interactions and just continued on with their day and left you both alone, but would sometimes keep a stern eye on you

They say it's for everyone's safety, and that's true to an extent, but the main reason they do it is to monitor your progress of you controlling your powers

Anyways, sometimes when it gets busy in the cafe or down the hallway, you just fly across the room, and sometimes, you'll be extra cheeky and play hide and seek with the researchers

999 would occasionally join in but he's more like a worried older brother to you

During containment breaches, 999 would run around looking for you and when he did, he would check if you had any injuries

When you say you didn't, he was relieved but not for long since you mentioned bout making new SCP friends and he just died right there and then (not really)

SCP 682 (Hard to Destroy Reptile)

Similarly to Able, he'd be wary of you at first

Like, he can sense that you weren't just an ordinary child when you just appeared behind him

He was somewhat irritated when you followed him around, but you reminded him of 053, so he just let it slide and let you show some affection towards him

It's not like he didn't like it, he was just embarrassed

Anyhow, the researchers wanted to test how 682 would bond with you, so they made you meet up with him again but in his cell

You were both chatting like father and daughter and soon, everyone had found out that not only could you fly, you could also cry lava, which yes did burn a small hole on the ground and you could somehow breathe fire

You were also immune to the fire and lava so they decided to have a full-on body check and discovered that you were built similar to the komodo dragon with a side of 682 (XD Don't ask)

682 was left stunned, but luckily he didn't feel the need to run up the wall like that bunny

Like who tf invented a self-eating bunny?

Anyways, research shows that just like Abel, the giant lizard was very protective of you

The theory has it that you were somehow related to the lizard, perhaps he laid an egg before containment and some guy took it in and froze it then decided to hatch the egg

During containment breaches, he would basically rampage around the facility, killing anyone and everyone until he found you

And when he did, he would check on you like the amazing father he is and then carry on killing but was then stopped by you

So he would just carry you around until you fell asleep

SCP 105 (Iris)

I think Iris would be a good mother/sister figure when it comes to kids

It kinda came from the fact that Iris hangs out with Abel and Cain a lot, so it kinda just rubs off her

Her motherly/sisterly instinct just heightened when she first found you on a mission and she just took you in

It took a while to bribe the foundation that she kinda had custody

Not exactly custody, but she had a say when it came to your safety, especially the fact that you weren't exactly human and your appearance would cause a disturbance to others

I feel like Iris would be a stern yet kind guardian towards you, leaning towards the stern part since you're a child SCP and has fire breath and lava tears

Iris wouldn't be entirely bothered by you flying around, but she had to bribe the researchers and some SCPs to help you fly better

She would murder anyone who had to cry because they made you cry and cleaning up after your tears is such a mess considering that you have little control over them

Your fire breath on the other hand is slightly more controllable, but if you were hella happy or mad you'd breathe the fire and burn anyone/anything

Most of the time, its unintentional and you're usually sweet and kind towards anyone, so manners aren't a big thing for Iris to teach you

She'd even teach you some of the stuff she learnt/discovered and you'd just sit there being nosy and curious about everything

Like that one time, you almost caused a breach cus you were so curious and friendly that 682 was about to snap off your head and rampage out of the foundation

And don't even get me started with the brothers and 096, OML

Other than that, you both were like a family you never had :,) (You're welcome!!!)

During containment breaches, Iris would literally pick you up and run

Unless you weren't with her for whatever reason (Yes, you're attached to each other's hips... Don't lie, you love it!), she'd do anything to find you

If you were hurt, shed tend to your injuries immediately and lecture you about safety

If you weren't hurt, shed still give you a lecture, then pick you up and run

If you made friends on the way, she may or may not approve and bite of anyone head

And the foundation wouldn't want an Angry!Iris around

SCP 106 (Old Man)

This old man here is basically the definition of a cool uncle/granddad

Without a doubt, he'd go into his pocket dimension and comes back with a teddy bear or some sweets

He'd spoil you a lot and the foundation had enough of this cuz by the time you become an adult, you wouldn't be independent enough

Anyways, 106 would let you go into his dimension and practice your abilities there for the safety of others

The researchers would occasionally ask you to carry a camera with you just so they know what it's like in his pocket dimension

106 rarely gets mad, and even if he was, it'll be about someone trying to hurt you since you're too kind and shy to make him mad

You're even kind to the researchers and guards which is worrying to 106 as they might take advantage of your kindness (which may be true for some, but most of them are just glad you're kind since it makes their jobs so much easier)

Sometimes, you'd make things levitate which was a shock to anyone who walked by and witnessed this

But only for a few seconds though, so it's not much

106 would encourage you to use your telekineses and he'd attempt to train you

Which didn't work so well, so that sucks

During containment breaches, he'd use his pocket dimension to his advantage

He'd hide you in there just so you don't have to get hurt

If you weren't there with him, he'd kill and hunt down anyone who might know where you are

He'd make sure you weren't hurt otherwise he would go into scary uncle mode

If you weren't hurt, he would just hug you which stops you from crying lava

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

Now what makes you and 096 a unique pairing is that you're both shy

The only difference is that you can speak but 096 kinda doesn't

But that's not a problem since you both just understood each other since day 1

I'd say 096 is that introverted uncle/cousin but he's kinda chill and sweet with you

As for containment breaches, the only difference with this tall guy is that not only will he kill anyone who sees his face, he'd also hunt down anyone who'd hurt you

096 has a newfound ability for this and the researchers were shocked when they first found out

A certain chainsaw loving doctor wanted to test it out himself but was stopped rather quickly by the other researchers

Anyways, one time you almost burnt down the foundation because 096 crept up behind you which scared you to tears

And you screamed as well which didn't help at all since you could breathe fire

Also, when you're not with 096, you'd use your levitating powers to grab lighter objects which did result in the objects falling onto your head

And this is why you need to train more, so then objects wouldn't be yeeted onto your tiny head and knock the nonexistent brain cells out of your nonexistent brain - Sorry not sorry (Ok so at least pretend to laugh)

If anyone bullied you and you didn't say a word, 096 would know and even if you tried to stop him, it wouldn't work

Unless you're in a life-threatening situation, but even then, he'd kill the guy

Dr. Simon Glass

Unlike the others on the list, you're the one who approached the doctor

Mainly because you were lost, but you were curious as well

Simon would probably be the best person to run into, other than Kondraki, but still

It's because he's a psychologist and still very much human (I mean, Kondraki's a normal human I guess, but he has those butterfly thingys)

Anyways, when he first saw you, you were in his office flying about and crying lava

Simon saw you and was shocked but attempted to calm you down and get you you sit with him for a bit, then call the others

But boy did that not work out, because this poor innocent boi was boutta get killed by your firey breath cuz he startled you too much

Bright, Kondraki and Clef just strolled in and saw the mess and even attempted to get you to chill, but this didn't work either

So poor Simon Glass had to find his way to get you to stop being so scared which obviously worked

You sat down with him and he let you doodle on a blank piece of paper

And being a good psychologist he is, he used psychological methods to get you to feel comfortable and to start talking to which you did

You were so polite he gave it to a chocolate bar, but instead of taking it off his hands, you used your telekineses to levitate it in your direction

Simon recorded what he had seen before letting the other researchers take you and offered to take you under his wing on the condition that you were you have a check-up every now and again

That wasn't much of a problem since you were so polite and chill - Usually

During containment breaches, he would make sure that you were safe first and it wasn't so difficult to deal with you since you were with him most of the time

When you're not with him, he'd be extremely worried like a mother hen and run in any direction that would take him to you

He'd be relieved to see you and if you were hurt, he'd bandage you up and try to not cry

If you've made new friends, he would be very happy about it - Unless it's a Keter or Euclid class

They'll be on his watchlist

Anyhow, Simon Glass is basically your mother and mentor

He'd teach you all the basics you'll need and help train you if he can (he'd most likely have to ask the other doctors and SCPs with some bribery)

Dr. Jack Bright

Our favourite doctor here would be that goofy uncle/dad

I feel that he'd sympathise with you since he's also an SCP (sorta) and he feels kind of trapped in the foundation

If you're lucky enough, Jack might be able to take you out for an hour for some fresh air

You'll automatically be under his wing and nobody will ever question it. Ever.

Although he may be goofy and does stupid things, he would be surprisingly protective and his fatherly instincts kick in right away since he first met you

He would allow you to use your powers to an extent and teach you how to use your power properly

You are well aware of his anomalous abilities with his neckless, so whenever Bright had to change bodies, you'd automatically know where he is (other than the obvious neckless thingy)

If there were to have a containment breach, Bright would panic but quickly become calm as that's the only way he could find you and keep you safe

When he finds you he would give you that lecture while finding any scratches on you

If you were to grow, he would give most guys the dad glare of the century and all those guys would run tf away cuz nobody messes with Bright's newfound daughter

I have high doubts that he would let anyone do tests with you when he's not there and even if he was, they would need his approval, so most of the time, you don't even need to worry much

Dr. Alto Clef

(OML Why do I keep adding new characters?! There's so much to write T_T)

Right, so when Clef found you, it was like as if his long lost (well... not so lost) memory came back to him

For some reason, you reminded him of 166 (OML I'm so lost for this SCP, like boi she had a rewrite)

So he took you in the foundation like he did with his daughter and took care of you Since he works for the foundation, he's not remotely terrified or anything, but he's curious about your abilities

And of course, you managed to use some of your abilities because of some SCPs and Bright Clef took you to meet 166 and you both showed your abilities and since 166 is older than you, she's probably trying to help you control your powers more

Which, of course, makes Clef a proud dad

If there were any containment breaches, he'd panicked but once he found you with his other daughter, he was relieved

166 made sure that you weren't hurt and if you were, you'd be bandaged up so Clef doesn't have to worry too much

Anyhow, if Clef decides to introduce you to the tiger doctors, he'd make sure Glass is the first since he's the most sensible person (but let's face it, he wouldn't admit it)

Then it'll be Iceberg, Coggs (that's his name right), Light and a couple others Bright and Kondraki would be last since they would be somewhat chaotic (mainly Bright) even though they're the fun uncle

Whenever Clef has a mission, he'd shove you to either 166 or Glass, if he's free, if not then it'll most likely be Light (and if she's also busy, then yall screwed)

And bless the guy who takes an interest in you when you become a teen cuz our messy boi would make sure that guy would suffer

Dr. Benjamin Kondraki

Ok let's face it, Kondraki would definitely be the mother hen of the dad world in the SCP Foundation

He's literally your mother, kinda like Glass but kinda not, ya know what I'm saying?

Like he'll feed your curiosity since many people around you wouldn't and you're an SCP so you're trapped in the foundation anyways

I'd say he's quite cautious and caring, obviously, but if he's out and about, he'd definitely let you go with him

Unless he's going out for a mission, then that's a definite no-no

He would let you hang out with the safer SCPs like 999 and maybe 166 if Clef is chill, but he has to let you hang out with her cuz she's the only other SCP who could help you get a grasp with your powers

Like how to not burn the bloody floor when you cry and stop breathing fire inconsistently by accident

An attempt was made when they try to train your telekineses but they'll have to wait till you're older

Since most of the time you're stuck with Kondraki, I don't think he'd be all too worried bout breaches, of course, he'd be worried about your safety, but you're there with him

If not then god knows what Kondraki would do

Like that one time, he begged Clef and Bright to look for you in which they did but then they made him do something for them in return

Let's just say, it wasn't pleasant at all, but it could be worse since Clef had a shred of sympathy left for the man and Bright just wanted chainsaws