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bengals-barnesbabe · 29 days

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There’s Something You Should Know

Pair: Dad!Joe Burrow x OC , Dad!Joe Burrow x ExFianćee!Reader

Desc: Joe’s new girlfriend is in for a big surprise when she drops by unexpectedly.

TW: Jealousy, Toxic Gf, talks of divorce, childhood trauma

a/n: just a little idea I had and worked on for 2 weeks :)

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WC: 4.9k

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August weekends are some of Joe’s favorites, not because he goes out with friends or showers his girlfriend with the attention she desires. No, he loves days like this. Days where his living room doesn’t stay clean for more than a few hours, mornings filled with cute giggles and sticky-syrupy little fingers, and nights controlled by a little girl with beautiful hazel brown eyes and a head full of dark tight curls, who picks the same bedtime story every night. These are his favorite moments.

Like now as he picks up the pink and purple lego sets off his living room floor while his little girl is off playing with some other toys in her playroom. From down the hall, he can hear all the make-believe scenarios the stuffies are going through. Currently, Who Dey the tiger and Joey the kangaroo were shopping for skirts but there was only one pink sparkly one left, it was a heavy debacle that Joe couldn't help but chuckle at while putting away the rest of the legos.

Elliana, or Ellie for short, is the no doubt most important person (albeit little person) in his life. From the day she was born, there was nothing he wouldn’t do for his little girl. Now at 4 years old, the bubbly and charismatic girl is taking in some of his interests, hence the immense collection of Lego sets that decorate his home. Sure this hobby came back to bite him in the rear when he would fall to victim of said legos by stepping on them, but the time they spent together just playing around was worth all the lego injuries in the world. But they also have house slippers now, to protect both of their feet.

Joe moved to tidy up the kitchen after double checking that all legos were in their rightful spots, not that he was actually going to count every single lego. To prepare for his 4 day weekend with Ellie, he made sure to restock on all her favorite meals and snacks but also ingredients to make the Bengals-themed cookies that she hadn’t stop talking about since she saw them on a commercial for a grocery store they don’t even have in Ohio. Joe wasn’t much of a baker, he only began cooking real meals when Ellie started staying over for multiple nights. Give him a box of Kraft Mac N Cheese and some dino nuggets and he’d turn it gourmet for his daughter, but for now that’s as far as he could go. So he called in reinforcements for this mission.

*ding dong*

His saving grace, Ja’Marr Chase. Joe was forever grateful to have a best friend that loved and cared for his daughter like she was his own. Ja’Marr was a great uncle and Ellie thought so too.

“Daddy, daddy! It’s Uncle Marr, he’s here to make cookies!” He smiles as the squeaky voiced girl comes running down the hall. Before she passes the kitchen, he sneakily pulls her into his arms before she could notice him. “Daddy!”

“What did I say about running in the house? I know you’re excited but you might fall and hurt yourself and that would make daddy really sad.” He lightly scolds bending down to her height.

“I’m sorry daddy. No more running.” Ellie cutely nods and places her small hands on his cheeks to lift his faux frown. A grin quickly returns to his face and he kisses her forehead.

“That’s my good girl, how about you go wash your hands so you and Uncle Marr can get started?” Her face beams as she wraps her arms around his neck. He returns the hug almost as tightly to take in the warm sense of comfort that having her in his arms brings. His arms could probably wrap around the young girl twice, but the contentment of having her little ones squeezing onto him so tightly is a feelings he never wants to forget. When she finally lets go, she kisses his cheek then skips down the hall in her fluffy pink slippers.

The door bell ringing again brings Joe back to his full height, but his brows furrow when he doesn’t hear his friend do his usual call out. ‘He’s probably on the phone.’ He thinks walking over to front door. He opens the door wide with a smile to greet one of his best friends, but gets replaced with his eyes widening and mouth dropping in shock.

“Hi babe!”

Joe blinks then narrows the door’s opening to only fit half his body. “What are you doing here?” He asks the woman he’s been seeing for 6 months.

“I thought we could spend some time together. I know you said you’d be busy this weekend, but you’re busy every weekend. But since you’re actually home, we could watch a movie or something.” She smiles trying to peak inside. “Are you going to invite me in?”

Joe can hear the faucet in the first floor bathroom turn off and another car pull into his driveway. He looks behind him and zeroes in on every detail in his house that screams ‘this is my little princess’ castle’ then turns back to his curious girlfriend. “Um, now’s not a great time Kate.”

The short brunette’s jaw clenches and just as she’s about to respond, Ja’Marr walks up behind her. “Wow- so what, Saturdays are for the boys?” She barks. Actually they’re for the girls, little girls.

“Kate-

Loud giggles erupt from behind him. “UNCLE MARR! Daddy he’s right there I see him!”

His teammate breaks out in a smile and waves to Ellie. “Hey babygirl.” Ja’Marr excuses himself from behind the woman and Joe lets him in the house.

Kate stands in front of him now dumbfounded. “You have a daughter?”

When Joe met Katelyn, he hadn’t had a long term girlfriend in a while, not since you. So he didn’t have to introduce anyone to his daughter. His team already knew her, his friends were great with her and she had a mom and dad who would do anything for her. Joe didn’t even feel like dating after your engagement ended two years ago. He had some hookups here and there, but getting into a relationship was not on his mind. Funnily that’s how this ‘relationship’ started, she was just someone he could call and was cool about it. Then he took her out to dinner to test the waters and half a year later he’s here.

When you broke up, you and Joe agreed not introduce your daughter to anybody without the other’s consent. You both wanted to make sure that she was your priority and her safety always came first. Then Joe implemented the rule to not introduce Elliana to romantic interests until at least 9 months into the relationship, he said it was him being protective but it was also so he didn’t have to see you without anyone else until it was serious. You also didn’t broadcast your daughter to the world like other parents, so not many knew that he did have a daughter unless they watched his every move.

So long story short, Katelyn did not know.

“We should talk.” He said as she shoved his body to the side and stomped into his home. “I guess I deserve that.” He shook his head and shut the door.

Thankfully, the kitchen and the living room were a decent distance from each other so when she plopped down on the farthest end of the sofa, he could relax knowing Ellie wouldn’t hear any distinct words the woman might start throwing his way. Kate sat facing the blank tv screen, he took the spot in front of her so he could still see some of the movements in the kitchen through a wall cut out.

“Listen Kate.”

“No me first.” She cuts him off with a hand in front of his face. He just nods and allows her to speak. “Why didn’t you tell me? Is she actually yours? Where’s her mother? How come no one knows about her? Why didn’t you fucking tell me? I thought I was your girlfriend, do I mean nothing to you? Who keeps this kind of giant fucking secret? Fucking talk!” She huffs.

“I was letting you go off- whatever. Yes, Elliana is mine. She just looks exactly like her mother” He mumbles the last part, combing his fingers through his hair, a nervous tick he’s had since he was little.

“She’s 4 and I have dual custody over her, so I mostly get her during the weekends. I didn’t tell you because her mother and I have an arrangement and I would have to talk to her about it first. Her mom lives here- well not here here, she lives in the city. You know I don’t like the attention the spotlight gives so it was easy for us to decide to leave her out of it as much as possible. I guess was going to tell you at some point.”

“What do you mean, you guess? I’m your girlfriend! Don’t you think I have the right to know that the guy I’m seeing has a kid?” She crosses her arms red faced.

“Calm down, we haven’t been seeing each other that long. We were never that serious.”

“Of course not, every time I want to spend time with you there’s a new excuse. Oh you have a game, or practice that evidently takes all fucking day. Maybe you’re hiding me because there’s someone else.”

“I promise the only other girl in my life right now is my daughter. And everything you just said is a valid excuse, I have a job and child that require all my attention.”

“Why can’t she just stay with her mother? Do you have this stupid arrangement so she can come by and give you what you’ve been missing? I bet you’ve been fucking her this whole time.”

Joe scoffs, her words starting to make his blood boil. “Katelyn, what do you not understand about us co-parenting our daughter? I barely have time to spend with you, so what makes you think I have time to cheat? If you have a problem with me being a father, then you should leave.”

“I don’t have a problem with you being a dad, I have a problem with you not talking about your ex. What, was she so special that it hurts to talk about her? Was she the one, Joe? What exactly is your relationship like with her now?”

“I told you, we co parent. There’s nothing going on with me and her mother, that’s all in the past. Can we stop talking about her now, she’s not going to just pop up out of nowhere?” He rolls his eyes.

“I’m not convinced, you’d only hide her if there was still something between you.”

“Yea her name is Elliana, the four year old making cookies in my kitchen right now.”

Before Katelyn can come back with another complaint, the doorbell rings, again. Joe sighs and looks out the window to see another very familiar car. Spoke too soon Joe.

He opens the door to see another one of his close teammates and the very woman he was just talking about.

“Tee, Y/n what are you doing here?” His eyes lazily flicker between the pair and you send him a sheepish smile.

“Oh you know, we were just in the neighborhood.” Tee nods very nonchalantly. You nudge his side with a chuckle.

“I got a 911 call from Ellie, she said there was an emergency.”

“Really?” He starts to pat down his pockets and realizes his phone is missing. He turns around and spots a smiling little girl with two long braids neatly done with purple bows in her hair. “Ellie…”

“Yes daddy.”

“Did you call mommy with my phone without telling me?”

“Yep!”

You stop the laugh from bursting out your mouth when he sends you a pointed look. Taking that as a sign to go ‘confront’ your daughter. “Elliana why did you call me saying there was an emergency?

“There is an emergency momma! Uncle Jay is eating all the cookies!” Ja’Marr turns around shocked at his little partner.

“Ellie, what did I tell you about snitches?”

“Snitches get stitches.” She relays matter factly. Joe shakes his head in confusion because clearly he wasn’t aware she knew about snitches yet. While you chuckle and run in to snatch up your girl.

“Ellie what did I tell you about taking advice from Uncle J?” You ask placing her on the counter.

“You said to tell you when he teaches me something new. He just did momma, see I told you!”

“Wow, Joe see what your friends have done to my sweet little girl.” She giggles wrapping her arms around your neck.

“They’re your friends too. How is it my fault, I had no idea?”

“There’s your answer.” You smirk. “Now Ms. Ellie Dae Burrow, is there any other emergency I need to know about?”

Freeing herself from your grasp she nods her head. “We don’t know how to ice cookies mommy.” Then takes your face in her hands and turns you towards the powdered sugar mess next to her baking buddy.

“Ellie, did you touch the cookies before touching mommy’s face?”

“Um yes?”

“Did you wash your hands after touching the cookies?” The young girl looks at her flour caked hands curiously.

“No mommy.”

“Remember what I said about touching your toys with dirty hands?” Ellie nods her head. “Well that goes for people too, cause now I’m covered in flour.”

“Oh, sorry mommy. I’ll go wash my hands now.”

You go off to get washed up then Ellie returns to the kitchen to continue helping with the cookies while you join Joe in the living room.

“I hope you guys didn’t have anything planned, Ellie clearly has a mind of her own.” Joe jokes with the couple.

“Not much, we were just going to pick up some lunch and maybe catch a movie.” Tee shrugs.

“That’s what we were going to do, how funny.” Kate perks up with hidden mischief in her eyes. This is when you realize you have no clue where this woman came from nor who she is.

“Joe?”

“Oh how rude of me. I’m Katelyn, Joe’s girlfriend and I assume you’re his baby mama.” She fake smiles holding her hand out.

The eyes of the men in the room widen at her bold choice of words. You smirk and shake the woman’s hand. “Yep, that’s me. The mother of his only child, you must know how great of a dad he is right? Whenever he has any time off, he’s always picking her up or coming over to see her. Truly father of the decade and she isn’t even 5 yet.”

Tee sits next the father hiding his face in his hands and chuckles. “I bet this isn’t how you wanted this to go.” He whispers to him. Joe just groans in his hands.

“Well, you should have a seat.” Kate invites.

“Oh I will, thank you for the hospitality in the house that my ex fiance asked me my opinion on over a year ago.” You grin and sit on the other side of Tee.

Katelyn’s kind demeanor shifts with a fake smile wide on her cheeks as she sits next to Joe. “So why’d you break up?”

“We are not starting here!” Joe’s eyes go wide and he straightens up. “Ask anything else please.”

“Joseph, your girlfriend wants to know why we’re not married right now. Why don’t you tell her?” You say forgetting how the whole thing happened for a bit. Thankfully those cherished memories come floating back to your mind and you hoped he decided to change the subject to cover your mishap.

“You just met, aren’t you supposed to be doing the making sure she’s safe for Ellie to be around thing?” You let out a muted sigh before replying.

“Oh please, and you haven’t?”

“No.” He mutters.

Your face hardens as you kiss your teth. “You let this woman around my daughter without screening her first? Joseph what the hell?”

He throws his hands up in surrender. “I didn’t think it was going to last this long, I wasn’t thinking about it.”

“Then why is she here?” You question turning your body completely towards him.

“Your guess is as good as mine!”

Katelyn scoffs, “excuse me, I’m sitting right here!”

“Unfortunately we see that too. How long have you been together anyway?” You hope that their explanation has to do with the restrictions you came up with to keep your daughter safe.

“7 mont-

“6 months- They say at the same time.

“Damn, this is awkward. I’m gonna go.” Tee announces. “I’ll text you.” Then he leaves.

“Looks like that didn’t last, maybe that’s why Joe left you. You attract drama everywhere you go.” Joe grimaces at her just wanting her to stop talking.

“Oh no hun, I left him. Not like it’s any of your damn business cause you don’t know me or him that well either. But let me guess, he told you he was busy but you showed up anyway hoping he’d let you in and give you whatever you want. I wouldn’t stress about him not making enough time for you, there’s a lot of worst ways he could be treating you. Just remember that at the end of the day, I’m that little girl’s mom and he’s her dad. I’ll always have a key in the door, when you won’t even get to see the open house.” Then you got up and went to the kitchen. Joe watched in amusement as Katelyn seethed. Then peaked behind him to catch a glimpse of you and your daughter baking together.

“You need to talk to her, she needs to know that I’m your future and she needs to make room.” Joe rolls his eyes.

“She’s right. They’re my past, present and my future. You were just a distraction and now I don’t need you anymore. I’m going to have to ask you need to leave my daughter’s house.”

She shakes her head. “Joe, we can have our own family. You don’t need them. I can do that for you.”

“Katelyn I want them, not you. It’s time for you to go.” He stands and walks over to the door.

“You’re going to miss me and regret this, but I wont open the door for you. When you want me back I’ll have someone way better than you. Please don’t do this, don’t break up with me.” Rolling his eyes at the quick change in behavior he unlocks the door for her.

“Joey, I thought we were having fun. You don’t want to throw that away do you?” She asks as a final strand of hope glistens in her eyes.

Joe sighs, “it was fun, but I’d rather play with flower shop legos and bake cookies.”

“Fuck you Joe!” She stomps out with expletives shooting from her mouth.

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“Daddy was your friend crying because you hurt her feelings?” Ellie asks with frosting covering her mouth when he arrives in the kitchen. He picks her up and kisses her sugary cheeks.

“No bub, she hurt her own feelings.”

“Joey hurt my feelings when left to join the circus.” She pouts talking about her stuffie and licking her sticky fingers.

“Are you eating the icing before we can put it on the cookies?” He asks the orange dye covered girl.

“Nyooo.” She chuckles.

“What are we going to do with you?”

“Mommy said we’re all going to the park to feed the ducks.” She smiles. You turn around with wide eyes and an amused smirk, halting your current task of making more orange frosting.

“I did not say that. Ellie Dae why are you telling your father stories?”

“I think she wants to go feed the ducks.” Ja’Marr snorts while eating some of the cookie dough.

“Uncle Marrrr, you can’t eat more cookies! It’s for the ducks.”

“Ellie ducks don’t eat cookies.” Joe chuckles putting her on a part of the counter that’s not covered in sugar.

“Kaia said they do.” Your daughter yawns mentioning your next door neighbor’s teenage daughter that likes to babysit her.

“Well you’re going to have to ask Kaia where she found the cookies made for ducks.” Glancing over at the oven clock you hum realizing its 2pm. Naptime. Looking back over at your ex, you watch him wrap his arms around your daughter as her eyelids struggle to stay open. “Joe.” You whisper. He looks up at you then the time and nods.

“Come on babygirl, let’s go upstairs.” She whines as he lifts her, but still wraps her arms around his neck.

“But daddy, I’m not tired. Cookies.” She yawns laying her head on his chest. He smiles and kisses her head.

“I promise the cookies will be there when you wake up, and maybe we’ll even take some to the ducks.” You can’t help but smile as the pair climb the staircase up to her room. You always knew Joe would be a great father, especially when the you were surprised by the idea of having a baby so young and so early in your relationship. But he only stepped up in ways you couldn't have imagined, watching him become a father felt like one of life’s greatest privileges. It’s one of the things you love loved about him. Joe’s caring nature was unlike any other, in those 4 years together you’d never felt so loved and cherished by anyone like him.

Turning around to go back to your icing duties, you’re faced with a smirking Ja’Marr Chase. “What?”

“You’re ridiculous.” He chuckles setting a timer for the cookies that you now notice are in the oven.

“I don’t understand.”

“You look at him the same way he looks at you, which is the exact same way when you were engaged. You just need to put the ring back on and plan the damn wedding at this point. I mean he broke up with his fling for you.”

You just shake your head at his nonsense, there was no way you and Joe would ever get back together after how it ended- after how you ended it. “No, I’m with Tee. They just had a mild disagreement, the second Ellie comes home with me he’ll be calling her back over.”

“You’re fucking with me right?” He scoffs. “You and Tee are not together.”

“How would you know?”

“He texted me the minute you got here. The only reason you two were out together was because we’re all still friends. Don’t try and bullshit me. You’ve been trying to make Joe jealous for weeks.”

“I have not, lower your voice. If you think he would ever take me back after the shit I said that night, then you’re delusional. I already fucked up with Joe.”

“But you want him to though.” He tilts his head with a soft smile. “I bet you still have the ring on you.” Your eyes go straight to the floor.

“You didn’t give it back because he wouldn’t take it. You can’t put it away because of who it reminds you of and you won’t sell it because you still care. In fact Ellie said you put it on a necklace and kept it in the smallest pocket of your purse.” When you look up, he’s somehow produced the same ring Joe proposed to you with on that beach date when Ellie was 8 months old.

“She really is a little blabber mouth.” You sniffle taking the chain.

“She’s smart and a thief. She showed it to me after you went to go clean your face. She knows how much it means to you and whether she understands it or not, she wants her mom and dad back together.”

“Oh please, this is the same little girl that wants to feed ducks sugar cookies.”

“All I’m saying is you should think about why you’re still carrying that nice ass ring around and talk to him. Alright I’m gonna head out, you got this right?” You nod and share a friendly hug.

“Remember what I said.” He says as the front door opens then shuts.

You lean over the counter with your hands on your face and let out a groan. There’s no possible way for Joe to ever take you back. You don’t even know why you still carry the ring around, but somehow leaving the house without it makes you feel untethered to reality.

“I doubt the cookies are that bad.” You gasp startled by the man leaning on the entryway to the kitchen.

“Goodness, Joe.” Your right hand covers your eyes while still clutching the gold chain.

“Wow,” you drop your hand remembering what you were holding. “That’s something I haven’t seen in a while.”

“Yea- um. I was having it cleaned.” You bite the inside of your lip, then replace it with a pout when his face tells you he knows the full story. “Joe-

“Put it on.”

“Listen- wait what?”

You want to believe he’s joking, but the look in his eyes is all seriousness. “I want you to put the ring back on.”

“I can’t, not after the way I ended things. It wouldn’t be right.”

“You can, because I want you to. I need you to put the ring on.”

“Joe there’s something you should know.”

He sighs and takes the chain from you. “I know you and Tee hooked up once, I’m still debating on if I need to sucker punch him for it.” Then unclasps the chain and releases the 7 karat diamond into his hand. “I know that we spent the last 2 years trying to forget everything that went down between us only to remind each other every weekend when Ellie is dropped off.” He begins to fiddle with the ring between his fingers. “I also know that nothing you said that night was true.”

You gulp locking eyes with the man you’ve always wanted to call your husband. “Joe.”

“On April 10th, your mom called you and said ‘never get married’ because she had finalized her divorce with your father after spending 25 years in an unhappy marriage, that without a doubt gave you enough trauma in itself. April 11th, I came home from a night out where I drank way too much and reminded you of a part of your childhood you tried to run away from, which is something I’m extremely sorry for. April 12th, we spent the entire day arguing about the dumbest shit because I couldn’t see the pain you were harboring. Then you said ‘I can’t spend the rest of my life with a man that doesn’t care how he comes home to his family. I won’t let you run me into the mud like he did to her, I want to be happy. I can’t marry you.’ And took your ring off.” You couldn’t stop the tears from falling down your face as he recalls the last night you spent together as a couple. A night you’ve regretted since it happened.

“Joey, don’t let me do this to you. You don’t deserve this, you could do so much better better than a damaged bitch with trust issues.” With one hand he wipes your tears and with the other he takes your left hand. “Joe think about this.”

“I think there’s something you should know.” He repeats your words with a more lighthearted tone, then gets down on one knee.

‘There’s no way, no way. Nope, he’s not doing this.’ You echo to yourself while shaking your head.

“I spent two years thinking about this. Two years driving back and forth so we could have equal time with our little girl. Two years of wondering if I’d ever have you back in my arms the way I dream of at night. Even spent one in this house thinking about how hollow it feels without you living in it. I bought it for you, so we could raise our family here together. I know this probably won’t top the first one and I don’t have a new ring yet.” He winks causing another wave of tears to fall, this time happy tears.

“I can’t see myself happier with anyone except this damaged woman in front of me with trust issues. Shit I’m not that happy now, cause every time I look in our little girl’s eyes all I see is her beautiful mother. She’s a constant reminder of the woman I miss more than anything. I thought we could do this co-parenting thing and stay friends so Ellie could have a happy childhood, but I spend more time with you than I do without you. I don’t want to wake up with anyone else in my bed that isn’t the woman right in front of me. And I’m thanking Elliana for bringing you here, because I need you. I want you back more than anything in the world.”

His voice starts to tremble. “I’d step on a million legos for you, bake and burn a thousand dinners for you, miss hundreds of games for you- fucking anything. Anything you want, it’s yours. Just say yes.”

You can feel the way your heart breaks for him, just proving how much you don’t deserve him. “I can’t.”

“Why not?”

You can’t look him in the eye and break him again. You try to suck in the sob but there’s no use.

“I’m pregnant with Tee’s baby.”

SIKE

i'm sorry that was childish, don’t hate me lol here’s the real ending

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“I can’t,” You giggle when his pout deepens. “You haven’t asked the question yet.”

A bright smile breaks out on his face as he sighs in relief. “You need to stop scaring me. Y/n Y/l/n, will you marry me?”

“Yes, yes I’ll marry you, Joey. I'll marry you a hundred times if I have to.” You beam as he slips the ring back in its rightful spot then stands and pulls you into the most passionate kiss.

After two years, you’re back in the arms you love, felt the most comfortable and cherished in. You feel so lucky to have found a man, a fiance so caring, thoughtful, and understanding. Lucky that every time you pushed him away, he just pulled you in harder. And you can’t wait to finally marry him and give him everything he’s ever wanted. Including a bigger family.

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MUKAMI HOUSEHOLD HC’S

A/n: Long time no see!! Work and life got super crazy but I’ve been indulging in Diabolik Lovers again! Alongside that! For a few months I’ve been rewriting DL (more like my own au!!) just small tweaks and adding more realistic characterizations to characters I enjoy! So I decided to make a list of my headcanons for the Mukami household + Yui (she’s my beauty)

TW: slight mention and hint at abuse, mention of sexual abuse, mention of animal death

Take all of these at face value I’ve done my research to the best of my abilities and are basing this off of the things I’ve read, played, and watched! Plus my own little personal things!

- A quieter household. Each brother seems to have their own hobbies and tends to stick to themselves. This doesn’t mean they don’t enjoy each others company, they seem like the only group to like REALLY enjoy being around each other. Brother banter and all that nonsense.

- isn’t the safest but compared to the Sakamaki household Yui is in less danger. She actually spends more time pursuing schooling and smaller hobbies here without much backlash. Yuma and her garden often and Ruki helps her study. But of course this kinda stuff is paid back in blood so, you win some loose some

- Yuma will tease all 3 brothers for their height, I believe this may be canon? But it’s really Kou he has spats with over their heights. As an idol Kou is notoriously over dramatic and borderline narcissistic (and very full of himself) so he’s kinda pissy Yuma hangs his height over his head, but it’s all in good fun! (Usually)

-Yui and Ruki don’t really get along in the beginning. Which duh, but after a long period of time Yui began to get annoyed with being bossed around? I mean I would to, so he kinda grossed her out. Too much like an Ayato Reiji mix

- it’s mentioned either that in a CD or clip from more blood (the game) that Yui housed a kitten and was healing it back to health and Ruki killed it. This also kinda solidified their relationship into not being great. Yui believes very strongly in her morals and Ruki is one to oppose them. Meaning that in her eyes he’s cruel and in his she’s weak.

- Azusa is super interested in religions. Not like in them but he thinks the rules and regulations are kinda interesting to look into, he asks Yui a lot of questions about her faith and what it means to her.

- Yuma and Yui get along the best, the brothers were once human and I feel like don’t lack empathy to the extent pure bloods do. Course they will make comments that have Yui going “???” Because they are still entitled vampires

- The kinda group to have annoying ass orders at cafes. They don’t go out as a group much but when they get the chance they do. So when Yui joined she tagged along (of course they were like helicopter parents). Kou wants something sweet all the time so it’s either a milkshake/frappe nonsense, Ruki is the one who makes in super obvious he “just wants a black coffee. Black, no sugar or cream”, now Azusa’s order isn’t hard but he’s so quiet that it’s hard to catch it all so it’s usually made wrong on accident. Yuma sticks to the same thing but it’s a coffee with like 13 different steps that by the end it’s like a concoction of sugar, cream, flavoring, and coffee.

- Yui has an easy order, usually a tea. She avoids most coffee’s due to her sleep already being out of whack

- Yui has nightmares often due to the abuse she’s faced and she’s semi opened up to Azusa abt them in passing but tends to shut it down if pried.

- Ruki is stressed almost always. With the stress of being Adam kinda solely falling on his shoulders he doesn’t sleep often or even at all.

- this is supposedly canon but, Yuma likes bigger curvy girls in my mind :3

- Kou likes Kesha, Megan, and other female rap/pop artists. I also feel like Yui also dabbles with that kinda music but it isn’t her favorite

- Yuma’s the kinda brother that gives his brothers the faulty gaming controller :/

- Yuma and Kou smoke weed 100% idk I feel like they’d enjoy it, Ruki has a few times but usually just tells them off. Azusa has zero interest, Yui also has dabbled and she enjoyed it but getting high with like supernatural creatures can be… anxiety inducing?

- Ruki seems like one of those kids who’d have a super non trad kinda pet? Idk a snake or something. Not messy, loud, and chill

- Kou seems like the type to be sex repulsed often? He’s an idol and gets sexualized a lot in the limelight so bad correlation but even if he hates it he still does it to Yui

- Yui also is very sex repulsed

- yuma has a hard time coming to terms with his past with Shuu? It’s a weird grief thingy

- I feel like sometimes, only sometimes, they miss being human. I believe it’s semi mentioned already. But I feel like when Yui started living with them they started noticing that feeling more in an angry/sad way.

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers fandom #diahell #dialovers #headcanons #yuma mukami #ruki mukami #kou mukami #azusa mukami #yui komori

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cutielights · 1 year

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Fizz x Ozzie X Tiny! S/O (gn)

Tw: none

I’m picturing this as like 4ft tall? Hc

They absolutely love your height, constant teasing.

But if it gets to much or you don’t like it, they’d ease up

SITTING. ON. OZZZIE’S. SHOULDER.

You and fizz would constantly be sitting in Ozzies fluff, like that looks so fluffy let me in.

I’m sorry but Ozzies probs almost stepped on you a few times

He can’t help it!

Knows to be more careful now

Fizz using air horns to wake you up is definitely a great way to start the day

Trying on Fizzy’s spare hat thing only for it to fall over your eyes

Fizz constantly scooping you up with his stretchy arms.

One moment you just chilling and the next your feet are off the ground

Kisses!

Kisses from the sky specifically

Pulling Fizz down by his jacket to kiss him

Accidentally falling asleep in Ozzies fluff after pulling an all-nighter

Speaking of his fluff you and Fizz hide in it when he goes to meetings

After the Striker and Crimson incident he doesn’t want to take chances

#helluva boss #fizz x ozzie #fizzarozzie #helluva fizzarolli #helluvaboss x you #fanfic #head canon #fizz x you #fizz x reader #Ozzie x reader #Ozzie x you #ozzie x fizz #helluva fanfiction #helluva head cannons #height difference

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koiiiji · 25 days

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Hi! I saw that your askbox was open and I was wondering if you would mind writing some windbreaker headcanons of characters teaching their crush/partner how to ride a bike? Specifically with Owen or Joker, but you can include whoever you want lol. Tysm!

author’s note ; i already forgot how to write headcanons lol 🫡😔👐🏻

pairings ; owen x partner!r, joker x crush!r, dom x partner!r, hwangyeon x crush!r

tw ; fluff, established relationships, friends to lovers, first date

Owen

puppy is super excited!!

you know that annoyingly happy couples in parks? yeah, that’s you and Owen now

Owen organized everything, small picnic before the ride, to explain some basics and make sure you are not hungry

perfect teacher! gonna fix your bike, bars, seat, and stuff just for your height

he is super patient, so don’t worry about time and how many times you try, Owen will be right there to help

but surprisingly, it’s not gonna take a long to learn with Owen! maybe there is something about his aura or how his sweet, yet calm and confident voice whispers into your ear, when he holds you by your shoulders from behind…

there is something about him, that just helps you to be more confident about riding a bike!

Owen is a king of praising, so you just know you did a good job!!

even tho i said he is a good teacher, sometimes he might be a little carried away with all his “wind” stuff and may ride faster then you expect, but comes back as fast as he disappeared

all in all he is super happy that you tried his hobby and actually interested in what he doing, oh and he also happy to be useful for you

9/10 just because he let you fall down when he had his “wind” moment

Joker

at first super confused

like, he for real thought that riding a bike is a default skill

but he is happy to help you learn!! oh, and he took a small company for two of you - his little bros!

honestly, Hajun is terrible teacher… he just gets on his bike and... rides... and that's it.… no explanation, no basics, nothing, straight to practice!

you and his brothers are confused. Hajun is confused too. everyone confused and awkward

thankfully, his middle sibling already knew how to ride a bike, and also was really insightful, so he took younger boy and let you and his older brother practice together

now it was kinda awkward silence between you and Hajun…

but time flies fast, and you two find your ways to learn

at first Joker was kinda scared to touch you to help get a balance. he is big guy and can sometimes be clumsy with his touches, so he will hide his blush by lowering his head down or turning away

from distance his lil bros gonna make silly jokes on you two, they throw away their practice with riding a bike an hour ago, and now enjoying two awkward adults

so after you almost fall down from the bike and Hajun bravely saved you, you had an escimo kiss, all of you decided that it’s time to finish…

…at mcdonalds! his younger one insisted that happy meal is essential in your state (you had small scratch on your knee)

so yeah! great day, great company, great ending of the evening, where Hajun walked you home and you had such a sweet, shy first kiss, and promise for another date!

Dom

super duper wuper excited! even more then owen!

and to say more, not just existed, he is so proud of himself - you asked him for help, not the opposite

just as Hajun - terrible teacher, but he is more handsy with you, gonna hold you, help you keep your balance, will help to slow down

with Dom there is 0% of harm! he will not let you fall. let gravitation know that today your pretty knees won’t met the ground!!😤

kisses kisses kisses!! you doing such a great job as his first student, he gonna destroy your cheeks with his kisses!

also, when you learn how to ride a bike properly he may go little far, and now you doing trainings with him….

also on your second bike date gonna buy & custom pair sneakers for two of you! it’s same model but your colors match your bike, and his is red, just as his bike!

forgot about any dates. from now on you only have bike dates.

wanna go that new coffee shop? omg such a cool idea! let’s get there on bikes, then let’s go to the park, i know cool bike road there (puppy eyes🐶)

hey, me and Jordan going on a walk, wanna join us? i’m going on a bike, so take yours too! (puppy eyes🐶)

yes, Dom gonna show off in school and will call you his young padawan…

Hwangyeon

you two hang out in same company in university, and everyone knew that he had a crush on you

so one day, at break between lectures you accidentally said that you can’t ride a bike

and Hwangyeon took his chance! of course he is the best teacher, he’s such cool cyclist and even captain of his own whole team!!!

be ready for his endless bragging (which hides a beyond insecurity)

honestly, he was 👌🏻 this close to buy brand new bike for you, just to show off (was upset when you said you have your own bike)

surprisingly good teacher. you suspect that he just repeat how his brother used to teach him properly ride a bike.

he may be little too headstrong with his hands, but he never crossing the line!

Hwangyeon is really into you so he might be carried away with your smile, when you doing something right

oh, no don’t worry, it’s definitely not whole ghost crew sneaking around and stalking your “date”

you two finished in the evening, and it was kinda cold, so burning with embarrassment, but, red as tomato, he wrapped that damn jacket around you, while waiting for some chicken

also politely walked you home, and as his reward, you stood on tiptoe, lightly touching his shoulder and kissing him on the cheek.

he stood in disbelief for another 15 minutes, and on his way home giggled like a fool and stroked the place where your soft lips touched his cheek💋

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yuusishi · 2 years

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Hmmm. I've got it!

Could I request headcanons of Epel, Riddle and Lilia (the short squad) with a s/o who's a tiny speedy powerhouse? Like their so small and petite but can pack a punch that can knock out a grown man and can run faster than the eye can see.

. . . BITE SIZED PUNCH!!

summary : the bowtie trio with a strong and speedy s/o !

pairings : Riddle Rosehearts , Epel Felmier , Lilia Vanrouge

genre : fluff , slight crack

cws/tws : fights and mentions of injury

a/n : I jus finished the lantern rite story in genshin and FUCK I cried for 10 mins, hope you enjoy the product of me trying not to fall asleep after crying <3

Riddle Rosehearts !!

Riddle probably didn’t meet you, or properly get to know you to be more accurate, until after his overblot. His impression on you for so long was just “small, most likely around my height, but very speedy”.

If you’re in Heartslabyul he most likely had you help around with more outdoor activities like cutting the hedges and gathering the hedgehogs since you can do more work and cover more ground.

But after officially becoming his s/o, that was when he discovered that GOSH you are strong.

He walked to a secluded hallway towards the library when he saw you getting picked on by a bunch of savanaclaw students, all of them double, no, triple your size.

Just when he was about to intervene you struck one of them up the chin and sent him flying.

Guy just stood there like 🧍‍♂️ the entire time.

“[Name], what in the Great Seven happened here!?” you heard him yelling from behind you and you thoroughly explained even if he witnessed the entire one sided brawl.

He helped you clean yourself up and take care of any injuries if you got any while giving you a VERY thorough scolding.

No matter how tired, exasperated, and angry he starts to sound while giving you a scolding, he doesn’t mean it. Although he cares about you and his’s reputations, they don’t come first to your safety and that’s Riddle’s number 1 priority.

The type to get EXTREMELY flustered when he complains about the once in a blue moon event of running late for class and you settle on picking him up off the ground and sprinting to each others’ classrooms.

Straight up almost blacks out on the spot, but both of you weren't late, so in the end he didn't complain <3

Epel Felmier !!

“YEAH, GET HIS ASS, [NAME].”

Your number 1 supporter when you (reluctantly) have to fight against a student.

WILL go feral once one of them seriously hurts you though. One of them could’ve just given you a scratch but Epel will return that tenfold for you.

I don’t think it needs to be said about how often you two get into scoldings with Vil and the punishments that occur.

So now you both settle with just doing heavy-lifting for events such as the VDC, mostly you though since Epel’s busy with performance practice.

When it was VDC season and his group had to pass by the stage where you worked to build, dude literally has to fight for his life not to become redder than the apples back at home when he sees you picking up the construction materials with ease.

Especially with Ace there 💀

As much as he wants to witness you fight even more he’d rather not get himself and you in any more hot water with Vil.

Definitely wants to help you and would rather spend his time working on the stage than all this dance practice, especially with you!!

If you pick him up and start running he’d be scared at first then start to enjoy the feeling of the wind hitting his face, carefree laughter belonging to you two filling wherever you are.

Sometimes, though, he gets jealous. He’s the same height and stature as you, but how are you stronger than him? You have to give him some reassurance or time alone based on his mood, but treat him to something after to not make him feel guilty over being jealous and to take his mind off those thoughts!

Lilia Vanrouge !!

You just surprise the old man every time you’re with him.

Like Riddle, Lilia didn’t have much of an opinion at you at first, you just kind of blended in the crowd for him before you both met.

But the first official time he saw you properly was during alchemy class when your cauldron was mere seconds away from exploding, you managed to pick it up and somehow toss it out the window.

Thankfully, it didn’t damage the sports field nor hit anyone, but you had to sit through a 2 hour lecture from Crewel because the two scenarios could’ve happened.

Malleus and Lilia were in the class with you and witnessed the entire spectacle, the smaller fae couldn’t help but babble on to the briar prince about how a tiny human could’ve picked up a cauldron that you were barely larger than, the only thing that Malleus said was how it reminded him of Lilia before letting him continue rambling.

The next day the tiny fae approached you for the first time, effortlessly making a conversation with you, and everything else that happened in the progression of your relationship is history.

He’s really amused as to how a human like you could even exist, you have no special blood right? Like ones of fae, beastmen, or mermen? No? Now you’ve just piqued his interest even more.

Your responses to his questions is just “I’ve just been like this since I was a child, maybe some things I did helped me build muscle”, and the interrogations continues.

After school Lilia likes having races with you, he soars through the sky while you ran as fast as you could on the ground. And to any student who knew of Lilia’s past (aka Silver, Sebek, and Malleus), they’d be in for a shock once they find out that most of the time it ended in a tie, even more if they were to witness one of those races for themselves.

Other students marvel at your strength but the diasomnia students pray to the Seven you’re strong enough manage to eat Lilia’s cooking.

If you do, the students look at you as if they’d made a scientific breakthrough, if you don’t, well they’re not surprised.

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland fluff #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle x reader #epel felmier x reader #epel x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia x reader

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seoksgrl · 5 months

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right where you left me : m.list

Loving Jeongguk has always felt like falling from a great height - palms sweating, heart racing, whole body shimmering as the wind rushes over your skin. It's only now, years and years later, that you're still picking up the pieces of yourself that burst apart once you inevitably hit the ground.

But your heart still yearns for the foolish rush anyway.

series tws: mention of emotional abuse, abusive parent/sibling, violence, vague reference to illness, death, grief, sexism, infidelity, eventual smut. warnings are stated at the beginning of each chapter.

reply if you wish to be added to the taglist!

note: chapters alternate between the past and the present within this timeline. the year and month will be the title of each chapter.

june, 1959

#bts fic #bts x reader #bts #jungkook x reader #jeongguk x reader #jungkook x you #jeongguk x you #jungkook angst #jeongguk angst #jungkook smut #jeongguk smut

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a-998h · 2 months

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Welcome to Hell

Hello @bloobewy, I hope you enjoy this!

TW: reader does "die" at some point but doesn't stay dead technically Reader also gets stabbed in the hand

Clicking Keep Reading means you've read and understand the trigger warning.

I missed the bus, great, I say with as much sarcasm as possible. It was hot, and my body was already a natural heater, and school is draining. Lucky me, the house isn't to far from the school, so walking is still an option. To make the walk less unbearable, I put on my favorite playlist.

After 10 minutes of walking, I reach a crosswalk. Pushing the button, I wait for the sign to change. Once the sign goes from hand to person, I step onto the crosswalk. Having already checked left and right, I thought I would be fine.

I didn't hear it... and that damn truck didn't see me either. I didn't hear anything, but I felt everything. The music cut off, and my body was in so much pain. Why, why is everything fading? I can hear sirens, and begging, and people. Blood... I see and smell blood. I try to turn my head, but I can't. I can't move at all.

"What's happening?" I mumble.

Soon, my vision goes black and I hear a voice. It's a woman's voice, full of warmth and authority.

"Your time has come child, we cannot wait to meet you," I hear her say.

The voices of the people becomes more muffled, and the pain starts to go away. The darkness takes over my vision until I can't see anything. I don't feel the pain, or roughness of the road. I feel nothing at all, like I'm floating. There is nothing in my view but inky darkness, so... This must be how I die. This isn't an isekai, so I'm not gonna go to a fantasy world, I'm just going to die.

I was so bad, fighting, yelling, and being a jerk to people who want to help me. Now, dad is gonna lost his only when they didn't even make it to adulthood.

"I'm sorry dad... I'm so sorry," I say in my head.

It's not fair, first mom abandoned me and dad and now I'm gonna die. Why couldn't I just make it to adulthood? Whatever, I can't change things now. I just wish I had another chance. I see my tears floating in the inky darkness. I don't know why I'm crying, but it feels well deserved right now. As I cry, my eyes closed and I finally feel at peace.

I hear a whistling near my ears, and the feeling of wind? My eyes shot open and I see myself falling. The sky above me is red, and is that a clock tower with an hourglass in it?

it's clear I'm going to crash into the ground of a city, but I have no idea where the fuck I am. Things are in ruins, and I don't seem to be stopping. I scream in fear as I pulpit towards the ground, I just died and I have no idea where the fuck I am!

"Is that a blimp with a ray gun?" I ask myself as I see steampunk blimp of supervillain proportions blast at the ground.

There is a loud smack sound as I hit the ground, and I'm, surprisingly, not in pain. I look myself over, and something is wrong with my hands. They're stained red, not like gloves or splatter, but it's like an ombre.

"Well that's not normal, and where the fuck am I?" I ask myself.

Standing up I rush towards a shop window, and look at my reflection? It has my hair color and style, skin color, eye color, height, but it has a pair of white wings , my hands have the ombre of red, and there is a pair of jagged horns like a four horned ram on my head. I back away from the window and start walking in a random direction.

No one here looks normal, so look like anthropomorphic animals, full animals, of a mix of human and object. Thees people range in size and shape, like normal, but they clearly don't look normal. Walking past the werid people here, a few give me looks that range from confusion, to fear, to cruel. Trying to ignore seems to be my best hope. As I keep walking, I see a bunch of people who look like different types of sharks. They spot me, and I hear them mumbling, before getting close to me.

They introduce themselves and immediately invade my personal space. They keep talking about an extermination, which confuses and worries me. One wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me closer, to him. Scared, I try to get away but they won't let me. Well, I'm probably doomed. Swinging my head around, I mange to hit the two shark guys near me in the face. Using th distraction, I run for my life as I hear them yelling after me.

Looking for a place to hide, I duck into a crowd in front of a shop window. It's showing a pale skinned blond woman in a pale red suit jacket, wearing a bowtie with yellow eyes. Next to her is a second pale skinned blonde woman with a creepy smile, soulless red eyes, and shoulder pads. Creepy smile lady calls suit lady, Charlotte, to which suit lady corrects it to Charlie. As I watch, something Charlie says catches my attention.

"As princess of Hell," I hear Charlie say.

Hell, holy shit I'm in fucking Hell! I can't pull my eyes away from the screen, but I have a hard time paying attention to what Charlie is saying. She keeps singing about something called, the Happy Hotel, and how it'll be a place to rehab sinners. Sounds crazy to me, but I'm not the princess of Hell. As people laugh at her idea, I feel a bit more hopeful.

"Seems like the safest place here," I mutter to myself.

This Happy Hotel seems cool, but I have no idea where it is. I scan the screen looking for an address but I can't find one. Annoyed I do my best to avoid people. Looking up at the red sky, I see the clock tower and a large hill with a building on top. I figured the building on the hill is the Happy Hotel. I hear noises from the TV, but I dont care at this point. I just want a safe place to be, but this is Hell so safe isn't really an option. Walking towards the hill some crazy looking dog frankstein's monster woman grabs me.

"Hand over your wallet!" She demands.

I have no wallet to speak of, so I tell her I can't. I'm so close to a safe haven and now I'm being mugged, this day gets worse by the hour. She keeps demanding my non existent wallet, and I keep telling her I don't fucking have a wallet to give her! She starts foaming at the mouth, and I see her brandish a knife. Backing away, I pray she doesn't do anything. But, they go unanswered as she stabs me in the hand before stomping away.

I walk the rest of the way, my shirt covered in blood as I use my shirt to try and stop the bleeding. Reaching the hotel, the sign says Hazbin Hotel but I could care less what it's called. Knocking on the door, I'm greeted with a grayish-lavender skinned lady wearing a bright red hair bow We stare at each other for a bit.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, my name is Vaggie and you are?" She asks.

"Y/N, my name is Y/N," I tell her.

I swear I see an unknown emotion flashing across her face. She opens the door wider, and I walk in and sit on the couch.

She looks at my hand and offers to bandage it up. I thank her and she tells me it's not a problem. Once she's done, I hear an excited squeal. Turning towards the noise I see Charlie, minus her jacket, looking at me with a smile. She introduces herself and asks If I'm going to stay at the hotel. I nod and say that was my plan. Her smile grows as she asks me my name and how old I am since I looked young. When I tell her I'm a teenager, her smile drops. She looks at me, then kneels down to hug me. I tell her it's ok, and she seems to get slightly better. Grabbing my uninjured hand she points to the other demons and tells me their names.

"Over there is Angel Dust, he's another guest," she says, pointing to a fluffy spider demon.

Said demon looks at me, waves and tries to flirt. Charlie scolds him and says to not flirt with me as I'm a child. He looks at me and laughs, complimenting me for, "a good fucking joke." I tell him it's not a joke and he asks how a kid ended up in Hell. I say I was hit by a truck, and that seems to satisfy him.

"Oh, and this is our bartender Husk!" Charlie exclaims as she gestures to a cat demon in suspenders and a top hat.

I wave to him and he just gives me and unamused look as he drinks from what's probably a bottle of some kind of alcohol. Charlie then gestures to a short red haired woman in an equally red poodle skirt running after a roach with a comically large sewing needle.

"That's our housekeeper Niffty," Charlie says.

I just watch Niffty try to stab the roach, not wanting to end up stabbed agian because I interrupted the werid housekeeper. I turn my head and see a tall man dressed all in red, he has deer ears and a staff the looks like an old fashioned mircophone. I nervously wave to him, and he walks over. Charlie gestures to him and say he's Alastor, the hotel's facilities manager. He gives off an aura of authority and power that sacred me. He holds his hand out, silently askign for a handshake, I follow the silent order.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, my dear. This run down hotel will surely feel more like home with your youthful energy," Alastor says, his voice sounding like it's coming from a radio.

Charlie looks back at me, still with a warm smile on her face, and grabs my shoulders. She promises me that I'll love it at the hotel, and that I'll get to Heaven in no time. I shrug and nervously say thank you, this makes her smile more, if it's even possible. Holding my hands she looks me straight in the eyes. Something feels deranged about her, but I don't know how to place it. All I know is, I'm stuck in Hell with it's princess and her friends. But, I could be worse off than here.

"You're going to love it here! Welcome to Hell, Y/N!" Charlie joyously says.

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grilledcheese-savage · 6 months

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Tw: Blood, Fall from great Height

Jaya Prime empire - JPE Prequel

Ninjago Fancomic Below

Jay’s prime empire Au Prequel

Part 2: Fatal Flaw

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serickswrites · 5 months

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Jaded

Warnings: physical violence, falling from a great height, broken bones

Villain punched Hero in the face, throwing their entire body behind the punch. "Face it, Hero, I will always beat you."

Hero stumbled towards the edge of the rooftop. Villain had been steadily pummeling them for the last ten minutes. When it came to hand to hand combat, Villain outmatched Hero by a long shot. Between the extra six inches of height and fifty pounds of muscle, Villain was so much more powerful than Hero.

But Hero couldn't give up. They had to beat Villain. "I won't let you." Hero lashed out at Villain with a well timed kick. They nailed Villain in the jaw.

"Fuck that hurts," Villain said as they stumbled back, putting a hand to their jaw.

Hero smirked. Perhaps they could hold their own. "I won't let you beat me, Villain. Good will always triumph."

Villain chuckled. "That may be, but it won't be you triumphing." And before Hero could reply, Villain charged them. Villain wrapped their arms around Hero's waist and ran towards the edge of the rooftop. "Triumph over this," they spat as they tossed Hero over the edge.

Hero screamed as they fell the four stories down. This was not good. As they landed on the hard ground, Hero heard the snap of their bones before they felt it. Heard the sound of their back breaking before they realized what had happened. Their head hurt. Their arms hurt. Their shoulders hurt. Their body really hurt.

As Villain stared down at them from the distant rooftop, a dark smile filling Villain's face, Hero realized things were much worse than they initially thought. Hero watched Villain flit away as their heart filled with dread. Villain getting away wasn't the worst thing today. No, as Hero realized as they lay on the ground, their body aching, the worst thing today was that they could no longer feel their back or their legs. And that was a far worse thing than Villain beating them.

#serickswrites #whump #whumpblr #whump writing #whump community #tw physical violence #tw falling from a great height #tw broken bones #hero #villain #hero x villain #hero x villain community #mwm2024 #mwmday10 #prompt: rooftop #queue

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rreskk · 7 months

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CHOPPER

Summary: A last minute night. Trevor pulled you onto the helicopter and played around to gain reactions for his amusement.

Notes: This is a failed WIP. It was going to end in smut but I'm so busy *screams*

TW: Nothing! :)

Word count: 1490

Pairings: Fem!reader/Trevor Philips

“Los Santos,” You heard him utter as you hovered over the shiny lights illuminating from the many skyscrapers. Despite the heavy background noise of it’s engine rumbling, the scenery was enjoyable and Trevor’s controlled steering offered you the expertise of this one in a life-time experience, “You ever seen it from this height?”

Obviously the answer was no. Out of everything, he just wanted to hear you praise his efforts and pilot skills. The many times he insisted on taking you out – the plans always deteriorating due to the conflicted schedules and lifestyles – it surprised you that, soon as the clock striked midnight, he was urging you out of that metal shack and into the “big rig”, his helicopter.

The moment your safety was at risk, watching the floor get blurry with distance, you never felt so close to the stars that all the self-awarenesses of danger disappeared.

“No.” You finally replied after admiring the polluted city. Usually it was distressing to be in that environment, but it was just you and him. Alone and above. Solidarity and tranquillity.

“It’s better up here,” Trevor adjusted his headgear and gave you a small grin, “It’s not too cold, is it?”

You shook your head, eyes not daring to leave the human life below.

“Good. Scenery is better without the door.”

His tone was cocky as he knew this was your first time in a helicopter. He took pride in that, almost abusing your responses into boosting his ego. You noticed but seeing him smile proudly was such a rare treat. You’d be damned to see it on a regular day. It made your night special.

“Does it look good during daytime?” You decided to ask out of curiosity.

Trevor glanced over to your direction and shook his head. With all his experience as a pilot, he could easily multitask and still deliver great security over the chopper. Meaning he easily engaged in the conversation without constant pauses or hesitation.

“No,” Was his response, “Nighttime is always better. Something about the lights and stars. It’s much more peaceful.”

This made sense. You unconsciously nodded your head in agreement and picked between the various sights. The pier was brighter than day. You saw the wheel spin, roller-coaster blast, the distant lights of people surfing the water via boats and yachts; those wealthy people enjoying midnight hours as their lives are free of worry and work, the only lights comforting the poor being those still working around the clock, those restaurant shop windows with beaming orange gleams; workers wiping the floors and thinking about their hours tomorrow with sweat trickling down their brows, pockets lacking cash, cars threatening to break on the journey home; traffic piling on the main roads, and from your sights, the roads were showing no remorse for the midnight societies.

And you were watching all of this from high above. Such glory and luxury, it made you realise why Trevor was so persistent and forceful when dragging you onto the chopper.

So maybe you were invested in the experience that when the helicopter came to a small stop, hovering on a stationary pose, you remained captivated by elsewhere.

“It’s quite a view.” Trevor felt compelled to speak as you were closed off, in a haze of delusions.

You gained some sensory back and looked at him with a content smile. Though his voice was filtered by the hardness of the helicopters wings, he was still heard, that roughened groan falling between the break of words. Alluring your attention back.

“You scared of heights?”

“No?” You frowned, wondering what made him ask since you were thriving.

Trevor grinned, “Haven’t piss yourself, have you?”

“Oh shut up…” Now you had recognised his playfulness and shrugged it off before he could rile you up more. The typical Philips treatment.

“Making sure you ain’t gonna leave stains on this beauty, ay. She’s a keeper, my own.” He referred to the chopper’s interior and when you gazed over your shoulder, there were no storage apart from the lonely boxes of whatever ammo and guns he takes. Nonetheless, you were certain that this wasn’t his, so you gave him a knowing stare and he immediately clenched the controls defensively, “Woah. Don’t gimme that look.”

“What look?”

“I know that fuckin’ face.” He huffed.

“Just say that this is not your helicop – “

“Woah, hey, hey! She ain’t stolen! I’ve just… Borrowed.”

“Borrowed?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Yes,” Trevor accelerated the chopper so it was slyly moving across the countless houses, “I borrowed for nights like these, you know? Escaping reality with my woman.”

Knowing him, you avoided anymore confrontation and poked your head out of the open door again. What he said were lies, if you could smell some. A chopper with spraypainted graffiti of his company name was no ordinary owned aircraft.

You felt him freeze at your running mind. He leaned over and caressed your thigh with a pouty snarl shaping his scarred lips. Them menacing eyes scanned for any signs of amends and he continued caressing your thigh until he did.

“Don’t be like that.” Trevor scoffed, desperate for your attention again.

“I’m enjoying the view.” You attempted to say but he grabbed your chin and coerced for the wanted attention. Now your head was exacted to face him. Now you were feeling unsafe since his focus switched from the flying, to the passenger beside him, you. The controls went unmonitored and any second you expected gravity to throw you down.

“You’re tensing up,” He acknowledged, “Take a chill pill, sugar. I can do two things at once.”

“Can you?”

“I am right now. Can’t you see?”

“Yes. I can see.” You grumbled and felt his hand tightened. And it made you frightened.

Trevor abstained your stiffened frame by leaning outrageously close. He was supposed to be the pilot and here he was, the tip of his nose tickling your jaw, his sticky fingers itching around your thigh where it sent a wave of discomfort. The nerves were overstimulating and the fresh air from being high above was not helping. You pressed your head against the seat and prayed to God with no faith.

Yet he just chuckled at your discomposure, his hot breath penetrating your skin, the confliction of both the open air and his panting; the steamy hot and cold mixture messing with your temperature.

“Trevor. C’mon. Please, concentrate.” You stressed with eyes closed.

You heard him mumble something inaudible until he repeated it in a meaner, colder tone, “What’s up with you?”

“Fly us home. I’m getting air sickness,” Was that the truth? No. You were facing anxiety about his recklessness and offered more to say, “Watch where you’re taking us.”

Trevor frowned, ignoring your suggestion by kissing below your ear, his lips sensual. It made you shiver.

“Calm down, sugar. Don’t you love the view?” He purred into your ear.

This asshole, you thought when making eye-contact. He was freehandedly steering the controls while smirking at you, winking in the process.

You’d be so mad but his smug face. It made your cheeks flush. Despite the darkness of the night, you still saw how mellow and bitter-sweet his sepia eyes were, all that insanity rushing to dilate his sinister pupils. So hypnotic and dangerous. As you analysed every feature of his eyes, your head itched closer unconsciously. Until you smelt his breath, you snapped back, body freezing. The helicopter quaver against the amplitude and, with reflexed panic, you gripped his wrist and gasped. With his lips close to yours, his eyelids fluttered close as you breathed in his face and a grin widened.

“Trevor,” You passively whispered, “It’s shaking – “

“Natural winds, darling. Natural winds.” He snickered before pressing his lips against yours.

You were immediately taken by surprise and all words were snatched faster than any bullet. It wasn’t a smooth, sweet kiss. He inhaled you, tongue combating with yours and small groans escaping his throat like a relieved sigh.

The chopper stayed stationary as it hovered. The pilot was too busy getting handsy, your waist being trampled with and his mouth refusing to depart from yours.

“C’mere…” Trevor pled faintly between kisses and tugged on your hips. It wasn’t even a saying, everything shuddered, the chopper, your nerves, his hands, as he dragged you onto his lap.

The change of weight tilted the helicopter slightly and he laughed when you grabbed onto his shoulder for support. He had an open door beside him, like you, so this was double danger since there were no restraints holding you back.

“Trevor!” You’d say for the hundredth time that night.

“Alright! Fine, fine.” It took him a moment to realise the danger and helped you back into your seat.

A chair never felt so good as you sunk into it, panting.

“Next destination: my bedroom!” He continued to tease while steering round, heading back to the horizons you came from.

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hansensunshine · 2 years

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hi lovely! i love your writing so much <3

could you maybe write a patrick bateman x reader fix where y/n is getting stalked by someone and goes to patrick for comfort, but it turns out that it’s actually patrick who is the stalker? thank you so much in advance 🎀🎀

ooh i love this idea!! i love having a bit of context to work off of, i hope you enjoy this just as much as i do 🤍🤍

— 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

pairings: patrick bateman x reader

synopsis: you have known patrick for a little bit, and in that time you have noticed how caring he is over you. possessive even, although you could never differentiate the two.

tw: slight obsessiveness

summary: you realise that there has been someone who has been stalking you recently, not knowing who it was you go to patrick for comfort, only to realise it was him all along.

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you were standing outside of patrick bateman’s door, knocking frantically, almost having tears rolling down your face. you were terrified to say the least.

a few days ago you realised that something had been off, you had felt like your every move was being watched. you never thought anything of it until you saw a figure. you couldn’t differentiate who or what it was, but with you being sensitive, you ran to the only person who can protect you, patrick bateman.

you raised a hand in front of your face, wiping away any tears that have fallen. before you could do anything else, patrick opened the door. you looked up at him with your precious doe eyes, he didn’t have an identifiable emotion, but you could see he had a light frown on his face. you couldn’t help but stutter when you start speaking to him, also having to clear your dry throat. “h—hi patrick.. i don’t mean to be a bother but—“ you couldn’t help but let another tear fall down your face and you immediately ran to patrick and wrapped your arms around his muscular build tightly. “tell me, what’s wrong?” patrick looked down at you, ever so lightly wrapping his arms around yours. you looked back at him before continuing to speak. “i think.. i think someone is stalking me..” you looked away from him before he knelt to your height and moved his arms from around you to gently cup your cheeks. you couldn’t sworn there was a slight smirk on his face. he swiftly placed a kiss onto your forehead before getting back up, fixing his posture. he took his big hand in your tiny one and took you inside.

you had only been inside his home once, you took in all the minimalistic objects inside his apartment. as you walked over to his couch, you sat down, having your head down. patrick locked the door behind him before walking over towards you, he stood behind the couch, right were you were sitting. he couldn’t help but lean over and play with your hair. he wasn’t being rough, but it didn’t feel great, you never gave it any thought since you never thought of him to be soft anyway.

“you will protect me.. won’t you, patrick?” you looked back and up at him whilst he cooed you. he wiped your wet face with his thumb, having a small smile come across his face. “you know i will, i won’t let anything or anyone hurt you. you’re under my protection.” you smiled a touch at him as he walked to the front of the couch before sitting directly next to you. he had a stern face whilst looking at you, you honestly felt intimidated before he opened his arms for you.

your head tilted to the side a little, was he really offering you comfort? you couldn’t think again before going directly in his arms, but this time his grip was more than tight. you buried your face into the crook of his neck, loving how warm his body is. he moved a hand to play with your hair once again, feeling protected, like no one could hurt you.

after a while of staying in patrick’s arms, you were drifting off to sleep. of course, he noticed this. he softly spoke under his breath, you managed to make out what he was saying just before you drifted off completely. “you’re so dumb, aren’t you, darling? not knowing i’m the one who’s been stalking you all this time.”

#my inbox <3 #patrick bateman #patrick bateman x reader

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podiumprincess · 1 year

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Driven By Love 🏎️ ❤️‍🔥

TW: Mentions of a crash

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Side note; this is my first time writing an imagine!!! If you have any requests please send them my way <3

Once upon a time in the glamorous world of Formula One, where speed and adrenaline ruled, there lived a talented and passionate young driver named Charles Leclerc. He possessed an unwavering determination to conquer the race tracks, but there was something else that fueled his fire—a love story that captured the hearts of many.

Charles was deeply in love with a remarkable woman named Y/N. She was his rock, his guiding light amidst the chaos of the racing world. Y/N understood the risks involved in Charles' profession, but she never let fear overshadow their love.

The scene was set in Monaco, a race that held a special place in Charles' heart. It was his home race, and the grandstands were filled with his loyal supporters. The weather gods, however, had a different plan in store. Dark clouds loomed overhead, and raindrops began to fall, transforming the picturesque streets into a treacherous battleground.

As the race commenced, Charles, focused and determined, weaved his way through the challenging circuit. The rain intensified, adding an extra layer of danger. The slick track surface tested the limits of even the most skilled drivers. In a heart-stopping moment, Charles lost control of his car, spinning wildly before crashing into the barriers.

Y/N, watching from the pit lane, gasped in horror as the crash unfolded before her eyes. Panic gripped her heart, and her hands trembled as she reached for the team radio.

Y/N (anxiously): "Charles, are you okay? Please, say something!"

Amidst the chaos and concern, a familiar voice broke through the static.

Charles (whispering): "Y/N... Y/N, are you there? I need to hear your voice."

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she choked back sobs.

Y/N (tearfully): "Charles! Oh, thank goodness you're alive. I was so scared. Are you hurt?"

Charles (determined): "I'm shaken, but I'm okay, my love. Just hearing your voice gives me strength. Please, stay with me. I need you now more than ever."

The team radio crackled once more, but this time it was Charles' team manager.

Team Manager: "Charles, we're sending help. Stay calm and wait for the medical team."

Charles, though battered and bruised, clung to the sound of Y/N's voice. Her unwavering support and love propelled him forward, even in the darkest of moments.

Y/N (reassuringly): "Charles, remember who you are. You're a fighter, a champion. You'll get through this. I believe in you."

As Charles awaited medical assistance, the rain continued to pour, but his heart was filled with warmth. Y/N's words, a symphony of love and encouragement, resonated within him, giving him the strength to keep pushing forward.

The medical team arrived swiftly, attending to Charles' injuries and preparing him for transport. Y/N watched with bated breath, her heart aching to hold him close once more.

Days later, after a successful recovery, Charles stood atop the podium, holding the winner's trophy. The crowd erupted in cheers, but his gaze was fixated on one person—the love of his life, Y/N. With tears of joy streaming down their faces, they embraced, celebrating not only the victory on the track but also the enduring power of their love.

In the world of Formula One, where speed and danger intertwined, Charles and Y/N's love story became a testament to the strength found within the human heart. They showed that love, in its purest form, could inspire greatness, overcome adversity, and drive us to reach unimaginable heights. And so, their story became etched in the annals of racing history, forever known as the love story that drove Charles Leclerc to victory.

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc imagine #monaco grand prix #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc fluff #imagine #charles leclerc one shot #formula one imagine #f1 driver imagine #f1 x you #f1 imagine

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festering-obsession · 2 years

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Recom! Quaritch x Human! Reader

TW/CW: Dark Relationship, Yandere Themes, Age Gap[Reader is Over 18], Older Man/Younger Person, Interspecies, Violence, Manipulation, Dubious Consent, Slight N/$/F/W Mention, Slight Canon Divergence [Not Enough to Alter Canon], Slight OOC

-Despite being a human, you held great respect for this planet and had planned to live the rest of your days on this planet. Unlike Spider, you were older and didn't know Pandora since a toddler. Unlike the scientists, you didn't have an avatar to fully experience Pandora. You were fine with that, helping them and being able to be around the Na'vi people was good enough for you.

-Taking care of Spider was a handful that they left to you. A wild and rambunctious one he was. This caused you to slowly become more and more aware of the Sully family as he gravitated towards the kids of the family.

-Life was good for some years until shit hit the fan. The RDA came back with various attacks. You felt as if you couldn't do much unfortunately. You tried to pull your weight as much as possible. You helped research and come up with battle plans, helped when warriors came back wounded, and even watched the Na'vi children when their parents were off fighting. It was slightly humorous having some kids nearly the same height of you, but they respected you all the same. Jake would never allow you to fight, opting for you to stay at the base instead. You gave up asking as you could feel the pity in his eyes that you never got the chance to have an avatar.

- You tried so hard to be fine with your situation but you felt more useless as the days went past. You explored more away from the base and you felt like such an outsider. Sure, the other humans would aways be humans, but at least they could pretend to be a Na'vi for a little bit.

- And the more you took trips outside the clan, the more you got studied by flying drones. The more you came into the eye of unfortunately Quaritch. After some research done, he knew you were an intern before RDA first fell apart, you didn't have an avatar, and the Na'vi put you on babysitting duty most the time. You were far from a threat, but you could have lots of potential information on you.

- Then, he found himself researching more about you for his own personal interest. Old security cameras footage that caught you in it. You weren't important at all, a background character. But to him, as much as he hated to admit it, you were a growing fascination on him. He took notice of how maternal/paternal you were and he felt something ache inside him. Sure, he knew he fathered a child but never stucked around because of his job. You looked so out of place, how cute you would look by his side as a housewife/husband. His little human all for himself with a growing family.

- Sure, some of the Na'vi may miss you, but taking you in wouldn't disrupt any of their plans. As soon as the right time strikes, he'll have you fall right into his arms. No more in the jungle but with him. He knows he's no longer human and protecting humanity doesn't include him in the future, but he would fight for a place where you and him can hopefully live as close as normal life (as much as a human and 10 foot blue alien can get). You'll come around to loving him eventually, he reasons to himself.

....

Your body is shoved on the ground, the wide expanse of his blue palm holding you down with ease as Spider to the right of you looks in horror. If he adds any more pressure, you're scared he'll start to crack your oxygen mask. And all that shit faced man, avatar? is smirk at your obvious struggle.

"Get off of them!" Spider hisses as he tries to claw himself out of the ropes.

"Y'know, you could've escaped if you didn't come back for my boy." Quaritch says haughtily as he replaces his hand with his knee, leaving you more trapped under. A bug under his shoe is how you feel.

"He's a child, you fucker, I'm not leaving someone innocent like him behind." You breathed out.

"You trying to be a mom/dad for him? Or some kind of babysitter?" His hand makes contact with your hair as he moves some back. "Well, ain't you prettier in person?" He chuckles.

You felt gross and shivered under his touch. "Just let the boy go, alright? Take me, do whatever you were gonna do to the boy on me instead." You yelled out as Spider began to shake his head rapidly.

"Don't! Let them go instead of me. I can handle it, I owe you anyways." Spider says as struggles to reach any possible weapon around him.

"Awe, now you know damn well I'm not letting that happen." Quaritch laughs as he snaps handcuffs on your wrists finally before he stands up and turns to the other marines. "Take the feral one back into his cage. I'll personally escort this one back." And like that, the other avatars grab Spider as he slowly dissappears from view.

He rolls you onto your back as he near straddles you, crouching and leaning over your body as your feet drag into the dirt trying to scoot away from him.

"I appreciate you for taking care of my son." But the tone is far from genuine. "Well, previous me's son. Hey now, you're not escaping me." And he grips you by the pants back under him.

"I didn't watch over him for you, far fucking from it." You wanted to spit in his shit eating face so bad.

"Don't worry about that one, I'll have him taken off your hands." And he picks you up with ease throwing you over his shoulder.

"You know, since you're one of the more attractive ones I've encountered here on this damned planet, I'll cut you a deal." His hand holding you in place feels as if it slowly moves down your waist and to your ass.

"And just what would that be?" You said through gritted teeth.

"How about I just fill you with another kid of mine since you wanna be my babymomma/daddy so bad." And he laughs out loud as you feel shock overcome you. You hope to God, Eywa, or whoever it was an empty joke despite the predatory look that was planted on his features.

[A/N: Gosh I loved this movie so much. Was thinking of possibly writing Yandere Poly! Jake and Neytiri x Reader.]

#yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #avatar way of water #alien boyfriend #quaritch x reader #awow x reader #monster boyfriend #yandere monster #monster x reader

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evangelifloss · 11 months

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Please tell me about the great emu war of 1932 :3

"Haha Australia lost a war to emus twice"

NO BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!

Here's why:

First, I don't believe foreigners know how BIG emus are, and how much of their stocky main body is just layers and layers of feathers

This is Peck. He doesn't actually Peck but he LOVES the LADIES and for reference, that's me as he's uh... trying to woo me. I'm 4'11 / 149cm tall and in that photo he's not standing at full height either because he's preparing to get lower and ahem, grind. He is also a juvenile.

Emus are typically 5.7 feet/1.75 meters tall, but they have been recorded to get up to 6.2 feet/1.9 meters.

So imagine you've got this big ass dinosaur bird with the most t-rex looking feet perfectly designed for running. Yeeting. Skeeting. Killing you maybe. And now take into account these flightless fucks can run up to 62 Kilometers per hour. THATS 39 MILES PER HOUR TOP SPEED.

Now add 20,000 emus.

So 20,000 emus against poverty-stricken farmers with failing crops, farmers WHO WERE MOSTLY WW1 VETERANS BY THE WAY. Yeah nah.

Here's a visual to help y'all understand how insanely large emu groups get.

Onto why the hell were there so many emus on the farmlands (even tho... yknow... the emus and the local indigenous were there first but we won't get into that.)

Basically a big drought made the horde of emus move away from their usual dwindling territory, onto the sprawling Australian "farm lands" and remember I mentioned their feet before? BIG STOMPY. Whatever crops that had somehow managed to survive the severely vitamin-deficient soil and grow, did not in fact, survive the dinosaur feet as the emus strolled through, pecking and foraging the ground along the way.

The plight of the veteran farmers didn't fall on deaf ears, but the Australian government severely underestimated the power of 20,000 emus by a LONG shot. Plus they weren't all that interested either, until at least it was reported that the emus were destroying the Rabbit Proof Fence. What legends.

For the first "war" the government sent 3 men.

Yep. You heard me. Three guys. Major Meredith, Sargeant McMurray and a soldier by the name of O'Halloran.

They had one truck with a machine gun, and probably other guns, but between them roughly 10,000 rounds of ammunition.

So off they went. To wage war against the progressive emus breaking the symbol of "White Australia" AKA the Fence. Oh and also I guess the starving vets.

This is it. This is what they had.

Locals from all around joined in the fight and tried to herd the roaming groups of emus into the murder range but the emus had a tactic. One that us Aussies use at bush doofs when you hear police sirens- and that is to SCATTER.

They only killed "a dozen birds" from a group estimated to be around 1000. It didn't help that the machine gun jammed during this organised ambush.

And by then, the Emus clicked onto what was happening. They split up into smaller groups, observed to be led by the largest sized male who kept an eye out for the enemy. Never again did they risk coming together as seen before.

The war was lost. Only a few more attempts were made that had little success and Ornithologist Dom Serventy concisely summarised the whole operation.

I want to remind you all that this is a recorded statement, kept on file in legal military documentation

"The Emu command had evidently ordered guerrilla tactics, and its unwieldy army soon split up into innumerable small units that made use of the military equipment uneconomic. A crestfallen field force therefore withdrew from the combat area after about a month."

Let's move onto Emu War Part Two: Unsuccessful Boogaloo

Heads up by the way, TW below.

Emus were still, y'know, Emu-ing about and the drought didn't let up either. People were still dying of starvation, becoming homeless and committing suicide. It took the Premier of Western Australia, and a Base Commander in the military penning letters and using media pressure to finally convince the government to give it another go.

Major Meridith returns to the War and having learnt from practically everyone's past assumptions of the highly intelligent sonic-speed bird, brought success. And by that I mean, more success than the previous war.

Ultimately only 5% of the 20k Emu Army were ever killed, and even that is debated since it is more than likely they inflated numbers of kills to lessen the damage of being completely inferior to the superb qualities of the Emu.

A Federal parliamentarian (like a senator) when asked about whether there should be a medal made for the conflict, he replied with:

"Any medals should go to the emus who had won every round so far."

And of course in true Aussie fashion, the Defence Minister who supported and approved for the Emu War 1 and 2, was given the title by the Australian public, and international conservationists of ‘Minister for the Emu War’.

Ouch, but also, Not Every Problem Has To Be Solved With Guns.

Ironically what worked far better was the implementation of fences to keep the Emus OUT and unfortunately, a bounty system that saw many locals and professional hunters alike have FAR more success than an entire military operation. 57,000 bounties were claimed in a six month period after it being introduced in 1934.

Thus concludes the Great Emu War of 1932.

If you're asking why I know this, I studied it when I was 16, and made an entire poster to which I gave it to my Japanese Teacher. For context: I was living in Japan. Going to a Japanese School. And teaching my poor English teacher about this Emu War that he only believed once he looked it up. As a parting gift I gave him a poster. Shout out to Kawamura-Sensei you tried so hard not to laugh at the poster but I won that war.

Here it is. All the quotes on there are real too!

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