#why are you calling your daughter a dumb bitch and telling her you had way more friends and fun than I did

[adustoflove]

My parents did NOT like me 💀

[sunandsstars]

YAWNETU

CHAPTER 1

Jake x Neytiri x Na’vi!Reader

Summary: One other mate was enough, but two? Unneeded. ___ was the outcast, the unwanted woman. Jake and Neytiri wouldn’t ever see her..right?

Warnings: Talks of war, Briefly mentions death/Bodily harm, Angst, Swearing, Non-con Word count: 2.4k

A/N: Here it is people, the angst series :( Prepare yourselves

Taglist: @itsyoboysparkel @dumb-fawkin-bitch @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @fanboyluvr

Having one mate was enough for a Na’vi, they did not need another to deal with or weigh them down. It was a huge commitment and for most, a waste of time. More than one significant other was a rare case these days anyway, usually only reserved for Na’vi of a higher ranking, like an Olo’eyktan or Tsahìk.

Jake didn’t know that the Na’vi can bond with more than one at a time until Grace brought it to his attention one day, “Na’vi will mate with only one other person for their whole life, unless duty brings them to marry another” she stated, smoking a cigarette haphazardly in the lab room, eyeing the man who sat uninterested in his wheelchair.

Mating. Jake thought it sounded primal, animalistic, something the creatures back on Earth used to do just to get a quick fuck. But when Neytiri brought it up and he finally experienced it himself, it could only be described as sublime. He’s never felt such feelings, emotions. You share them with your partner in such a deep level it left him feeling breathless.

Following their mating the skypeople attacked and cut down the Tree of Voices, severing one of their main connections to their ancestors. That’s when he realised it was time for war. Several clans joined the mighty Toruk Makto to fight for Pandora, when he called they answered. But the battle was bloody, long and gruelling, they all lost brothers and sisters that day. But at least now they will find peace in Eywa’s warm embrace.

The Great Sorrow then became something of the past and the Omaticaya were relocated to an area by Hellsgate, the humans and Na’vi finally living in harmony but not peace, a lot preferring to still shun the aliens away from their home.

But the forest provided tall trees to cover them from predators and plenty of abundance, humans will also be with their technology inside an environment they can thrive in, so each side wins. Jake had finally been anointed as Olo’eyktan with Neytiri being his tsakarem, the couple couldn’t be more happier with the way things have become, fully believing the skypeople will not return.

But happiness must soon come to an end.

“Ma sa’nok! Why?! Why must we be mated to her?! She is useless!” Neytiri yelled angrily at her mother, the Tsahìk, she has just been told her mother has been seeing visions in her sleep and suspected Eywa was trying to tell her something. This ‘something’ was about her child’s third mate, which she did not anticipate.

“All of our roles play an important part here daughter” Mo’at glared, has she taught her child no less? “your new wife will be a good edition to your family and therefore the clan. It must be done, Eywa has spoken”

Neytiri did not understand, her and Jake were happy together. Alone. They did not need another person to ruin the balance of their life. She turned around sharply to her husband who was sat on the ground by the tree of souls, urging him to make an opinion on the matter with a glare. Jake coughed.

“I agree Mo’at. We are fine together just as it is”

“This is not your decision to make Jake Sully. The great mother will not be happy, she has done this for a reason and we must trust her judgement. She has shown me what will happen if this does not happen, you and your family will fall under a great despair, it will disrupt all we have made” Jake’s ears perked up, alarmed, ‘what does she mean a great despair’. As his thoughts started to turmoil Neytiri continued to talk to her mother, coming to an understanding that it was the way of life. She cannot disregard Eywa’s wishes.

With a huff she walked towards Jake and pulled him up by the arm with no effort, eyes a glare and ears pinned to her head. She walked away and towards her new ikran, ready to get back to camp. “So.. do you know who we’re supposed to mate?”

“Srane”

“Are you gonna tell me?” They flew into the air, Bob screeching as they went above the trees, staying low to the forest. Neytiri didn’t answer his question and stayed silent, shit. He was just a man, a man who knows when NOT to anger a woman, especially one like her. He decided to not take it any further.

Arriving back to Hellsgate they dismounted and landed onto the floor, Jake greeting the humans who passed by them, taking samples from the nature. Neytiri walked up to where the food was being prepared, a group of woman sat by some small children who they looked after while parents were away doing chores. She grabbed one of ladies by the arm and dragged her towards Jake who only stared in confusion. Soon morphing into realisation.

“Introduce yourself” The warrior exclaimed harshly. Knowing that Mo’at has already told her of the plans, she knew going to her daughter first would cause another war and the elder planned to avoid it. So telling the new mate first was the best option for everyone.

“___ te Syakx Hìfey’ite” the woman’s ears lowered to her head and she faced the ground. The pain in her arm where Neytiri gripped was hard, sure to bruise. “I am a gatherer, a healer. I do not hunt like you or -“ Neytiri squeezed her arm to silence her, having enough of her talking.

They were close in age, both eighteen years old and fully grown adults. They both attended Grace’s school together growing up, they were close. ___ was closer with Neytiri’s sister though, Sylwanin. When she died, the younger sister blamed everything on the other girl. Cursing her out and they never talked again until now.

___ was nervous, she knew she had to mate with them, both of them. She knew that the other woman was angry at her still, even after two years. She could not blame her for the grief of her sibling. But over something she did not do? She was not at fault here.

“Nice to meet you” Jake said curtly, not really wanting to talk any further. He did not like the idea of a second mate either, even on Earth it was extremely taboo so he felt awkward on the matter. Neytiri let go of her arm and dragged Jake off, presumably to talk about anything but the ceremony that is supposed to be held later today. Announcing the decisions their Tsahìk has made to the clan, surely they would all be most pleased. ___ could not say the same towards the couple who walked off.

One part of her thought that they just wanted to be alone for a while, being more recently mated and being thrown into another relationship was confusing and disrupting, she understood that. But the more rational part knew that while Neytiri continued to dislike her, she knew their life together would be filled with nothing but pain and suffering. But she would put on a brave face. For her own sake and the clans. Eywa has spoken.

But is what Eywa saying right?

She was correct, the clan was most happy. Despite some whisperings here and there, they would have to agree that they would all make a good trio. ___ was a good healer, she was gifted with her skills. She was also good to the elderly and children, always happy with a smile on her face. Neytiri was a good huntress and a Tsahìk in training, her battle abilities are most adored on. Jake, he was their Toruk Makto, Rider of Last Shadow. He was well respected in that alone.

But while the Omaticaya was happy, she was not. Sat next to Jake on his left she was left to eat in silence as him and Neytiri conversed without her. Not even looking in her direction once. She figured that they would not talk to her all through the night and decided to make peace with herself.

A little girl tapped her shoulder and ___ turned around to face one of the children she often looked after, Sray. “You are going to be mated to them?” she looked at her Olo’eyktan and his wife, yellow eyes wide.

___ nodded and forced a smile on her face “Yes, Sray. I will be” she stated softly, not comfortable with saying the revelation out loud.

Suddenly Sray sniffed, doe eyes watering “does that mean you will not have time for us anymore? Please sa’nu! I do not want you to leave!” the sweet girl jumped in the adults arms and clung to her chest, fearing that if she let go, ___ will disappear.

“Ma ‘evi, I will always have time for you and everyone else, just because I will be mated, does not mean I will not see you ever again” ___ kissed Sray’s head, wiping her little tears and grinning. Bringing comfort to the girl, Sray smiled back, still sniffling.

“LeNa’vi! Fìtxon awnga fpe’ pxefo mìso!” the people cheered, raising their drinks and whooping. The three will be mated under the tree of souls, to legitimise the union.

Jake and Neytiri looked at each other, worry in the man’s and anger in the woman’s. They did not want to do anything with her, but would have to make it look like they had, they were not stupid. If they did not do this then the people will become angry, it would be a disgrace. Only the great mother shall know.

Standing up, Jake held his large hand out to his wife who took it. Letting go and walking towards the direction of the tree, they would not take the ikran, but rather run through the night. Jake then turned to look at ___ who still sat with Sray in her warm arms, he nodded his head to the direction Neytiri went and followed her.

A little hurt that he did not offer his hand to her, ___ kissed Sray’s forehead and stood up, walking after them. As they got deeper into the forest they began to run, ___ tried her best to catch up but the two were hunters, they were more used to navigating the thickness of the fauna better than her.

“W-Wait!” she called in English, but the two ignored her and ran further ahead of her. ___’s ears slicked back and she huffed to herself, heart beating erratically with annoyance.

At some point the jungle got too thick for her to get through and she paused, the two she was following nowhere in sight. She twisted around, straining her ears to hear any calls or footsteps to help guide her. But to no avail, she lost them. Meaning she herself did not know where she was, this part of the forest was so much further out from the old hometree, a part she has not navigated before.

Her breathing started to speed up, panicking. Did they leave her? Alone? Here? She knew they did not like her, but this was too much. It was past eclipse and night, anything could come to kill her.

A rough hand grabbed her arm, the same one Neytiri held earlier that day and turned her around. An angry Jake stood there with brows furrowed, fangs bared. “Why did you stop?” he growled, ears slicked back “you were supposed to follow, not stop and sightsee like a lunatic!”

She did not know what that word meant, but by his tone it was something mean. Her own ears pressed against her head and her tail tucked between her legs, she yelped as she was harshly dragged through the forest, Jake never letting go of her arm even as they got to the tree of souls.

He let go and stood next to Neytiri who had her queue attacked to one of the hanging branches, tendrils letting go and she broke the bond. Turning to see ___ with a hand on her arm, the bruises were darker than before, the sting aching the area and making her hesitant to move it.

The warrior glared at her and snarled “you will have a baby put in you, as it is the way. But we are not bonding. Never. You will deal with that shame” she barked in Jake’s native tongue, her words were harsh and the prospect of not bonding with the only people she could was demeaning, it brought water to her yellow eyes. This was low, a baby without a bond was seen as disgrace. She would bring great shame to Na’vi.

“Neytiri-“

“Kem si ke plltxe kurkung!” ___ closed her mouth, she did not want to anger Neytiri further than she has. Jake, who stood watching the ordeal, strolled towards ___ and pushed her down onto the ground, pulling her loincloth to the side and doing the same to his.

“Pey! Oe kawkrr-“ her words were again cut off as pain filled her lower abdomen, he entered her. It was her first time and he just did it so fast without considering her feelings. Tears streamed down her soft cheeks, pained noises leaving her mouth as Jake started to move. He manhandled her onto her stomach, pressing his hand to her lower back above her tail bone, if the pain at her core wasn’t enough then the sensitive space on her back was.

Neytiri simply watched as her glare burned holes into the girl beneath her, the person that ruined her life. That took her sister away from her, took everything. She was not going to welcome this destroyer into her family, never. She’ll make sure ___ and her children will be shamed, if not by the people then by her own kids and husband.

___ felt something warm release inside of her, oozing out of her hole. She felt Jake lift off of her and heard him step towards his mate, both of them softly talking to one another while ___ was left to curl up, sobbing quietly. The man that was supposed to care for her, supposed to love her, took her dignity and now her first child.

Her heart squeezed in her chest as she could only imagine the future to come.

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[nagitoshopejar]

A show of the ages

Summary: Velvettes show has gone wrong and her adopted dad decided to help calm her down

THIS IS A PLATONIC PAIRING

“Fuck off Vox!” The youngest of the vees was throwing her usual tantrum when one of her shows wasn't going to plan, or at least the preparations before it. There was a problem. Velvette’s models were not to be seen. “Vox go find them!” 

“Velvette dear, you know what chasing bitches does for our reputation.” The TV inquired, “we have a reputation to keep. Find someone else. There's more demons here my love.” 

Velve, looking as if she was about to tear up, who knows if she was gonna cry at all, it wasn't typical of her to be teary eyed but through all the stress of the show it wouldn't be too crazy. She always manages to save her show whether that means making someone fix it or doing it herself. Right now it seems like she doesn't have a way for the show to go on. Her normally clean dressing room had clothes and props scattered about the floor in Pink haired demons onslaught and fit of rage.

“Listen my dear, I’m sure we can find someone. Perhaps we should tell your fans the truth. We could put out a contest to see who would be a new model, our ratings may go up.”

“Shut up Vox! Is everything about ratings and stuff to you?” The youngest, face turning red just as much as her hair started sputtering insults, “Help me for real or I’ll unplug your moth attracting life support you old ass ornery bitch!” Velvette while her tone was getting louder had Vox trying to calm her down.

“Velvette, calm down please we will find a way.” Vox was unsettlingly calm with his usual trademark grin plastered anywhere there was marketing.

“Vox I swear to god you are no help to you and your big dumb stupid tv head like you're supposed to be modern tech and you're old but no smarts and you're not wise. It's any wonder why anyone would even trust in our brands with a face not matching a personality or smarts like yours!” Velvette was going on about this forever even closing her eyes tight to make it seem as if she was serious.

“The time spent yelling and insulting me could be spent solving this little conundrum of yours, Velvy.” Velvette hated it when he called her by that name. Yea they had the father daughter bond of a blood family but that doesn't mean he could just call her by that name whenever he wants to.

“Don't call me that you fuckwad.” she muttered loudly enough for Vox to hear while giving him a death glare of the century. “If you're not going to help then you need to leave.”

“But Velve my dear I am. I heard your loud noises and thrashing and now… your mess on the floor. I am here to help you so just work with me here.” Velve huffed still eyes locked on the older of the two not moving an inch from her spot.

“Vox, leave. Now. NOW.” 

“Now, is that any way to speak to your dad, young lady?” Vox cocked an eyebrow with an ear to ear grin.

This set Velve off on a tangent, “you, of all people are not my dad. You couldnt even care for a fucking cat, a goldfish if you wanted to, what makes you think you take care of me? You’re old, ugly, not good for nothing piece of shit just some side piece of A-” in her incessant rambling you could see Vox with a sinister, almost mischief grin, he had a plan and was gonna put it to good use. Velve in her onslaught of insults stops mid sentence and simply drops to the ground in giggles.

“Vohohoox what are yohoho doingggg?” she whines trying to suppress her giggles like a river to a beaver dam.

“You are not behaving. Clearly I can't ground you but I can tickle you.” He walked up nice and close to her face to just mention what was happening, “you don't know this but I have little electric bolts that I can use to humble someone with mere giggly antics. You could call it a tickle ray, and we could sell it!” Vox was not excited about his new VoxTech idea but first he had to deal with the little lady who thinks she can disrespect her dad. “Shall I crank it up a notch?” 

“VohoHOHOX” of course she couldn't be belittled to begging so she just yelled at the modern man not that she did want it stop “NOHOHOHOHO OHO MY GOHOHOD!” her now ball of giggles was simply melted into a puddle of giggles as Vox kneeled down beside her.

“Maybe this will make you think twice before insulting me.. Velvy.” he snickered, dragging his pointy claw down from the forearm to the hollows to spider along Velves pit.

“NOHOHOT THEHERE PLEASE IM BEHEHGGING YOUHUHU.” 

“Awww is the little Velvy ticklish? Just a wittle sensitive? But y'know, if you don't want here I could always move to another spot.” Vox slowly trailed his finger down to her hips with her trying to squirm away from his tickly claw. Note that he's working with one hand, the rest is his tickle ray. Velve was clawing, grabbing at his hand but wasn't pushing it away.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP- AGH!” The little lady was surprised by the sudden squeeze on her most ticklish area. “NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE EITHERRR AHAHAHAH VOOHOHOHOHO PLEEHE!” She couldn't create full sentences quite at the moment as the TV head started using both his hands to squeeze her hips.

“You know, I haven't heard you ask me to stop or made any real effort to stop me.”

Velve was blushing like a maniac, her face red and hot from the embarrassment and laughing so much. “SHUHUT UP OHOLD MAHAN!” She was thrashing all over knowing full well she did enjoy it.

“But if you want me to stop all you have to do is apologise for insulting me.”

Through her laughter she spit out sentences mangled with words that sounded like she would never apologise even if part of it was her liking this attention and bond with her adopted dad you would never catch THE Velvette apologising. “VOHO- NOHOH- NEVEHRHRR PLEEAHAHHAHA.”

“Well then, I guess I have to keep going.” The taller figure liked the bonding like this as well. They both needed a let loose kind of activity to bond to and this was just it. Vox was enjoying tickling her just as much as Velvette was enjoying receiving it. Her smile was a genuine one, not one of forced due to the scene going on in front of them.

Eventually in the screaming laughter of the overlords Vox relented when it seemed as if she had enough and calmed down.

The TV smiling down at her, offered her a hand to help her up. Velvette, who was all giggly still from the ghost tickles, took the offer trying to stand. “By the way, the electricity might last a few extra minutes.” Vox mentioned with one last smirk on his face. “Now then my dear, why don't I be the model. I will even let you put make-up on me and dress me in pretty clothes if it makes you happy.” 

Velve with an honest and gently happy look for the first time, then had a look of astonishment, “really? Why didn't you mention that you old rag before doing that?” 

And with a soft demeanour Vox had replied looking at the littler one with much content, “you look like you could've used it you were too tense. You need to remember our reputation. I can't have you running around making us look like we lost control.” 

That night Vox put on his best performance in a dress to make his daughter a happy one.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale Reviews: ML Season 5 episode 20 Revelation

(Spoilers below because its out of order)

-Lila is lying to her mother

-And now lying to her... mother? who it deaf? Wait that is not her mother

-You know I heard the rumor that she had multiple moms. I thought is was a joke? Is this like that Bitch in Orphan?

-Lila is Loving the attention.

-Also there is no way people use that ring that much... Actually I take it back I  know people obsessed with their phones

-Girl is a pathological liar and everyone just eats it up. I swear people an ACTUAL siri to fact check this s***

-Lila be trying to turn Sabine against her own daughter wtf

-Oh Alliance update. Oh look, Lila is OUT

-The whole room just glanced at her. DAMN!!! ROASTED

-And she is gonna try and recover from that humiliation

-Okay I will give her credit for that spin, that was a smart move. But you can tell that Lila is seething

-Lila collecting Moms like they are pokemon cards

-Yes Gabriel get worse.

-Damn! Gabriel Roasted Lila like he makes Pancakes. I love when Awful people are awful to eachother.

-Also his plan is evil and I kind of love it. (Way to be an irredeemable scumbag. I hope your magic cancer kills you)

-Gabriel literally felt her hate and then went “Nah. That would be dangerous”

-Lila Knows hes monarch. I forgot about that. Question is... How does she know?

-Cute Adrinette right off the bat.

-Adrien and Marinette having no idea about the update.

-Rose is like “Why your dad shipping you with Kagami when You and Marinette are the OTP for life” Mood rose. Mood

-Adrien and Marinette totally ignoring the BS gabriel be pushing out

-Sabrina getting sloppy with her work.

-Wait... Did miss Bustier NOT realize Sabrina had been doing her homework until now?

-Why would you explain you had sabrina forge your homework? Are you braindead Chloé? Probably but anyway

-I 100% agree with Marinette on this. Chloé shouldnt get off so easily. Especially since she JUST Admitted to never doing her homework. Like if I was a teacher I would take her to the principals office and discuss having her sent back a few grades based on a Literacy test

-I cant take Chloé seriously. Like you can tell they are trying so hard to make her a little s*** even more so than in season 1

-Lila be scheming

-Marinette even giving the teacher lip. You go Marinette.

-And Lila’s turning the situation

-Miss Bustier was still reeling from the fact that Chloé never did any work. Feels like a cop out.

-Alya... I am going to say this once. You are a complete idiot. Do you think MAYBE just MAYBE Marinette is right about Lila? ESPECIALLY CAUSE YOU KNOW MARINETTE IS LADYBUG! For f***s sake this is a really bad look girl. I am disappointed in you.

-Good on Adrien for finally saying something. Boy is like “Yea I am done playing nice, My deal with Lila is void. She f***ing sucks”

-Nino you. are just as bad too

-Me at Alya

-Sabrina knows Lila is sus now and isnt sure what to do

-Miss Bustier, you maybe a future milf, but you disappoint me greatly

-This is shaping up to be Chameleon 2.0

-The whole class hearing Lila nominate Chloe as her deputy is such a “Bruh”

-Wow... the class are idiots.

-I swear Lila walks around with a simpleman field or some s***

-Adrien and Marinette are immune to the BS

-Lila just rolling nat 20′s on loaded dice

-Wait there are only two weeks of school left? Seriously? And they are doing this?

-That being said, I do like that Lila is a personal foe for Marinette, being that she is the opposite of Marinette.

-Marinette is completely right. I love how chloe is NODDING like “Oh she right. I am glad she understands”

-Okay Lila I see what you doing. Okay, full points on manipulation, that was a clever little spin.

-I still think Lila is ridiculous but when she gets one good scheme it works. But yea... the class are idiots

-Monarch is like “Oh thats some good hatred... Wait a minute”

-Then he was dumb enough to actually be like “Meh its not at me”

-Lila playing Monarch like a fiddle. And calling Her Hoaxer

-Giving her the power of Illusion once again.

-Oh, I really like the red and Black color scheme on Lila’s akuma form. Its basically red Volpina but I like it

-Hoaxer  controlling everyone with an aliance ring.

-Oh thats clever

-They convinced everyone she is Monarch. Thats hilarious

-Ivan and Mylene are safe since they didnt trust alliance. (Thank goodness)

-Plagg always insightful

-Alya knows that Marinette is Ladybug... so how could she buy the illusion... because alliance control.

-Oh she can feel when the rings are removed

The meme potential

-When you out of this world.

-Lucky charm is a sewing machine

-Chat noir still call Ladybug is lady, and he calls himself her Kitty cat. 10/10

-Wait Alya is gonna be scarabella?

-How did chat noir get captured so easily? Again... Off Screen?

-Lila using Nathalie to get dirt on gabriel. That is clever

-What does Nathalie know

-WHAT THE F***

- HE WAS A PUNK NAMED GABI GRASSETTE who owned a chip cart

- So he knew Audrey and Andre when younger.

-He also went exploring with Nathalie and Emilie

-Okay Chat noir escaping makes sense. he was trying to bait her out.

-Nathalie is spilling all Gabriel’s secrets to Lila. Thats a clever move by Lila.

-Marinette showing once again why adrien simps for her

-Chat noir simping

-Lila broke her akumatization. Because... her plan was already finished

-Gabriel doesnt even realize he got played by Lila. thinking its Marinette’s fault.

-Oh thats good that Adrien is apologizing (Just like he did in Soulmate survey check out my fic) so thats good

-Marinette is letting Lila have her way so she. can expose her later

-Lila got what she wanted

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-I will say this was Chameleon 2.0 but with a better akuma.

Lila’s plan was actually clever, but everyone was also dumbed down considerably

So I am on the fence.

Also I think Gabriel’s secrets are really f***ing dumb. And Lila’s second half performance and the adrinette are the only two things making me even tolerate the episode

I will say that this was a 5/10

[criminallyvenomous]

Fighting Leads To Fxxking

Masterlist

Chapter Eight - Only Good For a Fxxk

Ship - Loki x Stark! Reader

Word Count - 796 (but its a lot to process)

Tw - Everything. Alcoholism, Drug Addiction and Use, Abuse, Anger

Plot - Stark! Reader get stuck watching Loki after the events of 2012. Moments of weakness and bad decisions involving the world's most hated man lead to the worst possible outcome, pregnancy.

"Just tell me, I won't be upset." Tony had been begging your for the identity of the father all day.

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Tony." Pepper warned.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked and you followed his retort with a long sigh.

"It doesn't mean anything- look, it's up to her to tell us when she's ready." Pepper tried to ease his rising anger with rationale.

"Then why does it seem like you already know who he is?"

"I don't! I just understand the importance of privacy in situations like this."

"My barely grown daughter is pregnant and you think she deserves privacy right now?" He made a sound of disgust and walked to his bar.

"Tony, think about how hard this is for her."

It was like you weren't even in the room anymore. Maybe that was for the best, you tended to have a similar anger management style as your father. Pepper was like the water that put out your fires.

"How hard it is for her? I just fought a fucking war, rebuilt our home, and oh, yeah I saved the whole goddamn world! She doesn't know what hard is." He poured himself a glass, before just taking the bottle of scotch instead.

"Do you think drinking is really going to help?" She asked and he slammed his hand down onto the bar's countertop.

"What the hell am I supposed to do instead?" He drank.

Memories of his alcoholism flooded your brain as you watched him drink. You started to feel yourself getting hot again as tears dared to stream down your face. Pepper tried to cool him down, but she couldn't. No one could.

Little did you know, Pepper was reminded of when he found out about you. She had flashbacks of his negative behavior whenever things got rough. Sometimes she would stay up crying, scared to sleep next to him because of all he's done to her.

"I have a daughter and you didn't think to tell me? Are you really just another dumb blonde who's good for a fuck and nothing else?"

"Tony, stop. You don't mean that. Just put down the bottle."

"How long have you known?" He asked as he downed the vodka in his hand, barely making a face at it's sting. It was becoming water to him every time he drank. He couldn't even have tequila or gin anymore because he didn't feel anything from it. All he wanted was to feel something. He had tried everything but getting help.

"The hospital called me last week to inform me her mother had died. You were passed out in a bed of drunken models kissing your chest. What was I supposed to do? Did you want me to be your perfect girlfriend and wake you up with a glass of water and an aspirin and just forget about everything you'd done that night? I wanted you to be in the right state of mind."

"You were supposed to fucking tell me." He threw the bottle against the wall. The glass ricocheting into different directions. Pepper got used to cleaning up his messes. But not this time.

"I didn't know how you were going to take it. I was right in not telling you then. Maybe I shouldn't have told you at all." Pepper started to walk towards the elevator with tears swelling in her eyes.

"You fucking bitch."

"I'm going to find her somewhere to sleep that isn't covered in coke and the smell of weed."

She left and all of the positive feelings he had ingrained into his brain as a way to remedy his addiction left with her. He walked his way back to his bathroom. He splashed water onto his face and tried to regain his composure.

When that didn't work, he resorted to his old friend.

He pulled out the last of his stash and poured it onto the counter, he lined the powder up with the edge of his flip phone and closed a nostril. As he snorted the cocaine, he felt the orgasmic feeling he had been searching for.

He felt nothing.

He desperately wanted to feel nothing right now, because all of his thoughts were anger towards you for keeping such a large thing from him, and anger towards Pepper for enabling it. No one seemed to bother to include him into their lives. At moments like this he wished he never promised to stop using.

As much as it killed you, you couldn't tell him now, in this state. You just went to your room and began to pack. You didn't have a clue where you were going to go. You just knew you couldn't be here. It wasn't safe. For you or the baby.

thank u guys so much for all the love! i gained fifty followers this week and i decided to post this early as my thanks (seriously thank u wow). comment if i should do a taglist??? don't choke my little guttersluts - kat.

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[honeybear-yammy]

Haunted House | John B Routledge & JJ Maybank (part two)

Warnings: cursing, violence, angsty

Pairings: John B Routledge x Female Cameron Reader x JJ Maybank (Platonic)

Summary: continuation of part one.

Previously: part one

© Honeybear-Yammy, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

You could not believe who you were seeing right now. You began to shake and you could feel tears start to stream down your cheeks. You knew this person so well. They were there for every big event of your life. How could someone this close to you try to do this to you?

It was your own father, Ward Cameron. “I- I- It was you?!” You said shakily. “Well you have betrayed me. Never there by my side anymore, you never even defend your own father anymore. Instead, you agree that I’m a killer?! My own fucking daughter.” Ward said, his eyes were cold.

“Because you are a killer!” You yelled. “You let Rafe kill Officer Peterkin and try to put the blame on one of my best friends and you killed John B’s father!” You started to cry more. “Well we are going home, now.” Ward said as he grabbed your arm harshly trying to pull you away from the two boys standing there in shock.

“Ow! No let me go!” You screamed trying to pull away from him. “I don’t want to fucking go with you!” You yelled. Ward tugged on your arm more which hurt you even more. Since you couldn’t get away from him you kicked his leg hard. “Ow! What the fuck y/n!” Ward yelled at you. “Stop being so fucking difficult!” Ward growled. “Just let her the fuck go Ward!” John B yelled.

“She doesn’t want to go with you, and I don’t blame her your a fucking monster.” JJ growled. “You two just stay out of it!” Ward snapped. “This has nothing to do with you!” Ward glared. “She’s our best friend.. so yes we are part of this bitch.” JJ pulled you away from Ward’s grasp. You held onto JJ sobbing and JJ just held you in his arms. “It’s ok.. shh..” JJ whispered to you and pet the back of your head.

“Get out of my fucking house Ward.” John B glared at Ward. “You can’t tell me what to do. She’s my daughter and she’s coming with me.” Ward said. “No I’m not!” You yelled at him. “I’m never going with you again! I use to think Sarah’s idea of leaving you was dumb because you were our father but, I don’t blame her now! You’re a horrible person.. Ward.” You growled.

“I am your father, do not call me Ward.” Ward glared. “I am not your daughter. You will never be my father again.” You growled. “Now just get the fuck out!” You yelled. “Seriously Ward, leave or I’ll call the cops.” John B said. “Fine.. but this is not over.” Ward growled and walked out then left. You started sobbing hard. John B walked over to you and JJ and both of the boys hugged you, holding you close.

“I don’t wanna go back to him.” You sniffled. “You don’t have to..” JJ said. “Honestly, yes I do.. where else can I stay?” You sniffled. “You can stay here and live with me y/n.” John B said. “Really?” You looked at him. “Yeah of course. I know that Ward Cameron is a bastard and you don’t deserve to be treated the way he was treating you.” John B said. You hugged John B tightly and he chuckled hugging you back.

“Thank you.. for letting me stay.” You said with a smile. “No problem. You know you can always stay here whenever and how long you want. And JJ basically lives here too so I guess it’ll be the three of us.” John B chuckled. “I love you two so much..” You smiled. “We love you too..” JJ said.

You were down at the boneyard with John B, JJ, Pope, Kiara, and Sarah. You had told them all what happened with Ward the week prior. “Y/n.. I’m so sorry that happened. That must be traumatizing.” Kiara said with a sigh and frowned. “You don’t need dad anyways.” Sarah said. “He’s a killer, a liar, he’s just a bitch.” Sarah huffed.

“I know.. I told him I wasn’t his daughter anymore.” You sighed. “Well he deserved it, you should’ve seen what he was doing. Holding a fucking knife to her, trying to drag her away, cursing at her, he even hurt her.” JJ growled. “Well.. why don’t we go surf? It might help get your mind off things.” John B said with a gentle smile. “I’d like that..” You smiled.

You all were surfing and laughing and having fun for hours down at the boneyard. You were all sitting by the fire drinking. You sat down beside JJ. With JJ.. you felt safe. You knew that you had some sort of feelings for him that were stronger than a friendship but you didn’t know how to express them or what they even were really. JJ put an arm around you. You smiled holding onto his hand.

“Hey y/n.. could I talk to you?” JJ asked. “Yea of course.” You nodded and the two of you got up and walked off. He took your hand and walked up to where the Twinkie was parked and helped you into the back then got in after you shutting the door.

“What’s up?” You asked. JJ studied your face for a moment. Then.. he pulled you over and kissed you. You were shocked but, you liked it. After a minute he pulled back and cupped your face with his hands. “I- I’m sorry I did that so suddenly..” He said has he caressed your right cheek with his thumb. “I just.. didn’t know how to tell you especially after the whole thing with Ward happened and I won’t do it again if yo-”

“Just shut up and kiss me.” You said almost too desperately and pulled him into you by the collar of his shirt and kissed him. The two of you were now making out tangled in each others arms. You smiled in the kiss, you felt safe and happy.

After you and JJ’s hot make out session in the van, you walked back to the others and sat down with them. JJ wrapped an arm around you and you smiled leaning into him. You knew that your place was not with Ward, Rafe, Rose and Wheezie. You knew your place was not with the Kooks. You were meant to belong with the Pogues. With them, you truly felt like you were home, you felt like you were with your real family yet, you still felt like there was a storm brewing and you couldn’t shake the feeling. Your gut was telling you something bad was going to happen.

“Well now that y/n has ditched the rest of the Cameron’s, I have an announcement.” John B said standing up. Everyone looked at him. “I would like to introduce our newest member of the group, and the newest Pogue, Y/n Cameron!” John B said with a smile. They all clapped for you. “Glad your with us for good.” Pope said with a smile. “Yeah we always knew you weren’t meant to be a Kook, Pogue life suits you best.” Sarah chuckled.

“Thank you..” You chuckled. “I mean.. I don’t know what I would do without you guys. I mean this is my paradise on earth right here. With my sister Sarah and all my best friends, who am I kidding, you guys are my family.” You said with a smile. “Pogues 4 Life?” John B said. “Pogues 4 Life.” You smiled. All of you went back to drinking and laughing but, you had the eerie feeling that someone was watching you but, you brushed it off and thought it was nothing but… You were right.

Rafe and Ward were at the boneyard in the distance, watching you. They now knew you wanted to be a Pogue well, that you were one now. They now knew that you didn’t want to be a Kook and that you were never going to be one again. And they now knew you were never coming back to them. They considered you leaving them for the Pogues as betrayal and.. they were set on getting there revenge.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

[babycandybar]

Maybe you should mind your own fucking business

Did you ever think about that Ashley Megan or did you want to continue to act like a jealous hooker for the rest of your fucking life?

I didn’t appreciate your jealousy and I don’t believe that you’re just magically new person. You were such a nasty fucking Cunt at that fucking call centre that I can tell you there’s probably a doctor already ready to murder you because he knows you’re a fucking slut.

And even if you were Ron Howard’s daughter, you’re the fat one honey

Oddly enough, it’s the People at the bottom of the world who think they are important people and we can’t have freedom of speech. They’re like limit her limit her we are important in this KKK.

It’s never people who matter they’re not the ones who usually try to take freedom of speech anyway well that’s not entirely true but there’s so much more of it in the lower class like people who are lower class think that they are so important sometimes when they’re not and then people like me I actually am important because I have actually done a lot of stuff which is generated billions of dollars and when you do that yourself, you can talk to me about how I’m not special

But it’s dicey

Stacey, you’re a bitch and to be honest with you I don’t feel bad about making fun of you. I think that your boyfriend should have made fun of you because you’re not a normal human being and you deserve to be unhappy and treated like a retard.

Carrol

They get mad at you here they cross your personal boundaries and then they judge you based on the boundaries. They crossed because they think that is so great. I know what you think of me because I know dumb bitches like you honey but you’re a fucking unbalanced slut and he was supposed to treat you like garbage because that’s how you behave in society.

And everybody knew that that guy could do a lot better than you. Why was he even fucking around with you to make fun of you so that some other girl like Jennifer laughed and said ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha she doesn’t deserve to live. She has a speech impediment she’s retarded.

I can’t believe that you guys behave that way she was wearing the same garbage as Brandy because Brandy also has problems with boundaries

Stacey had sexual intercourse with her cousin

[lovysmtalks]

Oh, How I wish

TW: cursing, slut shaming

Maribat normal plot with a twist, and some inspiration from a writer who's no longer active from my knowledge. Enjoy <3

P.S: all the characters are very much ooc.

Chapter I.

another day has started

Marinette was tired of living already at the age of barely 17.

All her hard work that she but HALF her life in to be liked by others, was ruined. She tried her best to be there for everyone, even if they were good or bad to her, she was always there.

How the hell could everyone be so fricking dumb to believe everything people were saying about her. HER! The one who always was so kind and helpful to all of them, ALL of them, even damn Lie-la Rossi before she saw her actual true colours.

The lies of the so called angel girl, got even into her family. Breaking it apart into pieces, ending up with her father divorcing her mother because Sabine got accused by liars, of cheating and being a prostitute out of her work hours. Which was no way fucking true, her mother worked her ass off at the bakery, making deliveries anytime she had to, even if it would have taken hours.

Sabine loves her job. Of course she would do everything for it! How could people be so cruel towards the kindest woman in Paris?! All her poor mother could do is cry into her daughter's shoulder, apologizing for not being by her side sooner and for not being a good enough mother for poor Marinette.

Marinette had enough. The only damn reason she didn't give up on living yet was because she still had to save Paris, even if Paris didn't damn deserve it. She had to take care of her poor heartbroken mother and Chloe, who changed drastically once she saw how badly Mari has been treated the past 2 years.

"Marinette, are you ok?" A sad Tikki said, wiping an unwanted tear off the small girl's cheek.

"Do I look ok to you Tikki? I don't want to live anymore, I lost everything I had. MY OWN FAMILY IS BROKEN AND I FEEL WORTHLESS!" Her voice losing control with each word, til the end of her speech, she was a sobbing mess on the floor.

Tikki's bottom lip started to quiver, the poor kwami was just as lost as her hero. She did not understand how people could be so cruel without proof.

After a while in which all you could hear was Marinette's sobs and the gentle hear patting of Tikki, trying her best to confort her master, a small ding was heard from heard from the girl's computer, who was once filled with pictures of no other then Adrien fucking Agreste, who turned out to be just a horny son of a dog, and a betraying bastard- wha, you lost your temper a bit. Calm down you're still telling a story. Ahem.

Her computer made a small noise, probably being a new comission or just a random fan email. Oh. Didn't you know? Marinette because a anonymous singer. All her songs being about everything that happened in her life. Her songs were really emotional, captivating the hearts of millions of teens from across the globe. Anyway.

Marinette found a bit of strength to get up to her computer, to see what the only thing that brought her joy needed.

Mari opened her mailbox, to see it was her school email. What, you thought she was that much of a dummy to use her work email and school email the as one and only? You silly goose, she's much smarter then that, she has a good hacker in her class. Who not once hacked her emails trying to find incriminating stuff but ending up not finding even the smallest proof that she was a bitch as they claimed her to be.

She opened to see that it was a... response from a competition she won some months ago? Oh. That was when she had hope she could fix everything with a school trip.

The girl opened the email to see it was a congratulations. Saying that she won the event, which meaning she and her class are supposed to go to Gotham. Why the most dangerous city in the world besides Paris would be open for tourists? Well don't ask me, its a story, just pretend it's normal.

Mari smiled a bit. Maybe this could keep her dark thoughts away for a bit, even if the others will ruin it for her. But there was a small blup of light brighten in her head.

They wanted a villain right? They're going to have a bigger villain then the Joker himself. Well, were getting there slowly.

Tikki probably read her mind since she didn't see the girl smile in months, but didn't know on what exactly she was thinking about.

Marinette rushed to her dresser and then got a scissor and cut a good chunk of her hair that has long grown longer then it was before, since she stopped taking care of herself. She looked at herself with a seductive smirk, liking the haircut. Kinda reminded her of Alice from Twilight.

Tikki watched shockingly the sudden change of attitude, but she didn't want to admit, she kinda liked seeing Marinette happy, plus, she didn't have her rebellious phase yet, did she?

"Mari, what are you doing?" The small creature flew next to her master, landing on her shoulder.

"Oh my little god, I'm gonna give them a lesson. To not mess with 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿." The girl said in a low tone.

Tikki couldn't help the tiny smile. She was happy that her holder was going to have a bit of fun.

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The next day, Marinette woke up early, getting ready for her rebel arc.

She woke Tikki up with a gentle cheek kiss and then went to get dressed

The girl dressed up in a black tank top, with a pair of big long pants along with a black jacket 2 times her size.

She out a very noticeable choker with a skeletal hand on it. Put on a bit a eyeliner and then checked herself out in the mirror

"Damn" she says then turns around to look at her back, while flirty smirking at herself

"I look hot as fuck"

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The girl walked confidently through the school hallway, catching everyone's stare

Who cares what others think? She's fucking hot!

Everything was going well, she was walking through the hallway like a bad bitch, humming some new Jagged Stone song, from an album that she got to participate in!

Everything was going smoothly until-

"Well hello slut, looks like you're walking in your mother's foot steps" no other then Alya said.

That caught Mari's attention

"What dear Alya? Mad that I'll never fuck you even if it was the end of the world? Sorry baby, I have my own standards." Marinette smirked as she finishes

A long 'oooh' was heard from the halls

The embarrassed expression of Alya was priceless, ah, so good to be a villain. Maybe Mari began to understand Lila, but She'll never have that much snake blood in her to become as much of a bitch like Lila.

"She's right Marinette! You kinda look like a whore, and I'm not trying to be rude. Cmon, let's fix you up" Agreste comes behind them with a sympathetic smile, with Nino next to him, who looks embarrassed by his girlfriend's words

"Hm? What? You've never seen a pair of tits before Agreste? With the way you're talking you'll never make a girl finish, stop with the hero act and man up" she pushes through the duo and gets upstairs slowly but surely

Adrien's anger started to build up and he unconsciously yelled-

"YOU'RE SUCH A SLUT!"

Mari paused.

"I'm trying to be the biggest fucking slut in the world...But not with you" she says as she blows them a kiss as she turns around and continues to go upstairs.

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Miss Bustier was watching the whole thing, mind her, she was kinda giggling to herself.

She missed Mari, being more confident even if she never was.

She wished she could have stopped the bullying, but the principal said that to save their school face, there should be no bullying record, and even threaten the teacher to fire her if she said something.

So the teacher had to watch the sweetest person in the world suffer, from a distance.

The bell rang and she started to walk to her class.

She got a message from Marinette last night, with information about the trip, but the woman had other plans.

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"Good morning class!" Said the teacher in an unusual happy voice

A very annoyed 'good morning' was heard from the other side of the room, probably the class being mad at Mari's sudden change of attitude.

"Before we begin, I have an announcement to make." She smirked, knowing what she will say will shock some people

The class peaked their ears and payed close attention

"One of your dear colleagues won a trip to Gotham, including full payed hotel for 2 weeks, with tour in the W.E tower, spending time with couple of celebrities and a big gala at the end of it all!" She clapped as she saw how excited they were getting.

"OMG, GIRL CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW MANY INTERVIEWS I CAN GET? IM GONNA BE FAMOUS AFTER THIS!" Alya jumps excitedly while hugging a smiling Lila

The other classmates started to chat about stuff they will do

Then.

"Who won the competition, Miss?" Rose asked shyly

"It has to be Lila, cmon Li, you didn't have to" Ivan says happily

Bustier smiled as she looked up from the trip papers slowly

"Marinette won the competition." She says with a dark smile

Everything froze, they couldn't believe their ears.

They slowly turned to the small girl who was sitting in the back, writing some notes down, not listening to anything that was happening. Until she noticed the stare fixed by so many people

"What" she says narrowing her nose, staring back at the class

"Well, since you won the competition, I say you go alone on this trip. You need a break my dear. You've been studying so much. You may take anyone who you want to take with you. Or you can take the class" she offered with a smile.

The class looks back at her with a death stare

After a bit of silence, in which only the clock was heard there was an answer.

"I'm going alone."

[angelofbloodlust]

Bunny (Billy Loomis x Reader)

A/N: Long time, no see, y’all 😳 sorry for my disappearance, I’ve been going through quite a lot but I’m happy to be back! I apologize if this story isn’t the best, it’s been a long time since I’ve written something like this and I’m still trying to get back in my groove- but if this ends up being well-received I’d be happy to try writing a part 2! <3 hope u guys enjoy!!

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Your eyes scan over the backyard of the tan house sat in front of you once more, zoning in heavily on the blackened windows as your boots take hesitant steps forward towards the home of your fellow peer that you’ve been watching for weeks now. Shallow breaths escape you as your chest begins to pound, a flurry of both panicked and thrilled emotions swarming your stomach as your hand tightens on the butcher knife in your hold.

You were finally about to experience your first kill, after taking so many precautions and endless planning. You figured now would be the perfect time with the other murders that has had Woodsboro in chaos, the police department has already got themselves absorbed in solving the murders of Casey and Steve, if you manage to get through this unscathed you could easily let the other nutjob take the blame and get to work on your next plan.

But, that’s easier said than done.

You suck in a breath through your nostrils as you cautiously approach the cracked window ahead of you, the one you’ve witnessed be pushed open by the student’s mother each night before bed, just like clockwork. Though of course, you ensured that neither of her parents would be home that night, and you were glad they were dumb enough to trust their daughter enough to be able to defend herself with a psychopath on the loose.

Your teeth remain clenched as you slowly lift yourself up and climb through the window after pushing it open, being careful to not let your costume get caught and allowing your jaw to relax once you step from the marble of the countertops down to the wooden plank flooring below. Anxiousness to get upstairs and cut the girl’s head off stabs at you as your eyes find the stairs from your view out of the kitchen, though you force yourself to keep your pace as you take light steps on your path towards your goal, and feel relief at the fact none of the floorboards have creaked so far. Annoyance swiftly follows after as you notice the stairs aren’t carpeted, internally grumbling a couple curses while readying yourself to have to take your backup plan in case you accidentally make a noise and wake the girl up.

You make your way up slowly, begging in your mind for each step not to creak, and as you’ve made walked up all but 2 steps, you can’t help but feel a smug grin curl over your lips underneath your mask as you relish in the fact that everything’s gone so smoothly.

And immediately you regret that thought, once you and the short brunette standing in front of the bathroom door both freeze up in shock from the sight of the other.

“Shit, you’re not supposed to be awake!” You groan out, scowling at yourself once you process that you accidentally said that out loud.

Your body tenses as your words seem to have triggered the girl out of her state of shock, a blood-curling wail slipping from her lips at the sight of the knife in your hand before she runs to attempt scampering back into her bedroom to hide from you, sobs and screams pouring from her as you growl under your breath while bolting up the last couple steps and over the carpet towards her.

“Stop yelling!” You whine in panic from her loudness, before narrowing your eyes at your sudden idiocy with the situation. Why the fuck would she listen to you?!

A frustrated huff leaves you as she manages to slam the door on you, leaving you to violently push and slam on the now locked door while spilling out any indecent word your brain can think of in the moment. How could this have gone any worse? Your plan was all for nothing now!

Anxiety twirls in your gut as you look between the door and the stairs, having to make a quick decision as you’re sure the cops have been called by now and won’t take long to arrive. You exhale out, before making the final call to abandon the plan and speed back down the stairs, hopping over anything in your way as you head into the kitchen and back out the window.

Brief relief hits you as the soles of your shoes meet the grass again, taking a swift glance behind you while running for the patch of woods ahead of you. Your exhale out is interrupted as you suddenly collide into something, which you thought was a tree for a split second until the object ahead of you slips out a grunt once they stumble back slightly.

You look back forward in surprise, shock waving you as your vision is taken up by the same white and black mask morphed into a scream that you previously slipped on after making the discovery the other killer had worn it. A squeak leaves your lips as the man in front of you takes a rough grip on your upper arms, shifting around to face your towards the woods and push you forward as he gives a huff out.

“Go, I’m not gonna let you get us caught.” He hisses out, balling the back of your costume into his fist to ensure you keep moving as he leads you further way from the house while you struggle to wrap your head around what’s happening.

“H-How did you know I was-”

“We were in the area prepping, and we could hear that bitch’s scream from a mile away.” He huffs in response.

“Oh..” You mumble, embarrassment now filling your cheeks as he continues to guide you like you’re a disobedient child, wanting to pull from his grip but feeling unsure of how he might react. “...Did you say we?” You question suddenly as you shift your head to look back to him.

“Yes. No more questions, I think I have a right to be the one questioning you instead. Who the fuck are you?” He asks in a strict tone, and despite his mask covering his expression, you could somehow feel the rage radiating off of him at your presence.

You narrow your hidden eyes, “Why would I tell you that?? I don’t even know who you are!”

“I said no more questions.”

“I think it’s a pretty reasonable one if you’re gonna only ask questions I don’t wanna answer!”

“Fine, if that’s how you want to be then we can both remain anonymous. How about this, instead?” He hums, “Did you even kill her? I don’t see any blood on you.”

“..No.. She locked the door on me before I could grab her, I wanted to kill her in her sleep but she was awake once I got inside.” You admit in a sheepish mumble.

He scoffs, “A door stopped you?” You scowl as he chuckles in amusement at your actions. “I suppose that’s reasonable, you are pretty small. Wouldn’t expect you to be able to be able to break it down.” He teases, causing you to grumble out as you wiggle from his grip and turn to face him.

“Hey, it was my first time, and I was panicking! Take it easy on me.” You demand with a pout.

He crosses his arms as he looks down to you, “Tsk, you tried to do it all on your own? No wonder you failed.”

“I spent months planning it, I thought I would’ve done well..” Your voice cracks through your sentence, leaving you to attempt sighing away your urge to cry while you turn back to keep walking, your eyes sticking down to watch your steps while the man with you gives an exhale as he follows at your side.

“Alright, alright, I’ll quit being so harsh. But it takes someone naturally skilled to be able to do it on their own, you know? You think you have everything you need, but even the littlest thing that doesn’t go to plan can fuck it all up. Maybe for you, you just need a bit of teaching to make sure you’re ready for anything.” He shrugs.

“Are you.. offering to help me?” You question gently through the mix of shock and confusion in your chest as to why this stranger is willing to take you under his wing, tilting your head slightly up to him.

“Maybe. But you need to prove that you’re serious about this.”

You begin to question him on how you can prove it, before stopping at the beginning of your sentence once the two of you cross through the patch of woods and up to a parked car on the lone street in front of you. An unsure sensation fills your gut as he makes you stay back while he walks over to the driver’s side window, and you begin to question to yourself if this might really be a safe decision to go with the psychopaths that you were about to frame.. But at the same time, this might be your real chance to be able to finally learn the proper ways of murder.

Soon enough, he walks back over to you and gestures to your mask. “To go any further with this, I need to see your face if you’re going to see ours. It’s only fair.” He requests you in a calm tone, and you hesitate as you frown as you pick up sudden worried thoughts. What if he just wanted to be able to rat you out and let you take blame for everything?

“Hey, you know you haven’t really proved your loyalty to me, either.. What if-”

You freeze as his hand reaches up for his own mask, watching him pull it off to reveal his cold, yet neutral expression as the guy you recognize to be Billy Loomis from your school stands in front of you. Your face reddens at the sight, you know him enough about him to have a thorough crush on him, though you suppose you didn’t know him quite enough to have realized that part of the reason you had been so drawn to him was the fact you were more alike than you had known.

“I’m risking everything for this. Do you know how much this could fuck up everything with us letting you in?” He sighs, and you watch as his lips form in a displeased pout. “The last thing I want is you getting caught doing this dumb shit, and if you’re going to steal our costume you at least need to not act like a moron while you’re in it.” He huffs with narrowed eyes.

“God- fuck, whatever. If you guys end up killing me, I have nothing to lose.” You grumble as you pull off your mask, holding your own pout while he takes up a smirk while looking you over.

“Just as cute as I expected you to be, bunny.” He purrs out in a playful tone, which causes you to give him a questioning expression through your heated cheeks at the nickname.

“Bunny?”

“You’re small, cute and quick. Like a bunny.” He grins.

“I will actually deck you if you call me that again.” You hiss out while he starts to lead you towards the car.

“No, you won’t. I could tell you liked it.” He chimes in a proud tone, laughing out once you reach to smack his arm with your face on fire.

“Shut your mouth, Loomis! You’re so annoying!” You whine as your voice pitches up with your embarrassment.

“Get your ass in the car, Y/N.” He snorts out as he nudges you towards the backseat.

“..You know my name?”

“You’re in my Physics class. I recognize you.” He chuckles gently, flashing you a brief smile before slipping into the passenger’s seat.

“Oh.” You hum, feeling content as you feel joy at the fact that he recognizes you, holding your own smile as you get into the back of the car before pausing once Stu Macher shoots you a grin from the driver’s seat.

“Hey, Y/N! Billy says you wanna join us, that true?” He asks through his classic happy tone, starting up the car while you manage to get yourself to nod as you confirm to yourself that the man you had only ever expected to be the class clown to be Billy’s partner in crime, though you weren’t entirely sure why you were caught off guard with the insane amount of loyalty Stu’s always shown to Billy over the years you’ve watched them be friends.

“Yeah.. Uh, sorry, I wasn’t expecting to see you. Didn’t think you were this kinda guy.” You snicker.

He gives an unbothered shrug, “Well, people always have their secrets, don’t they?” He chuckles, causing you to quirk an eyebrow once he flashes a grin over to Billy and laughing out once he smacks his shoulder in a manner to tell him to shut up. Stu smiles back at you again through the rear-view mirror, “It’s nice to have ya join us, though. I’m sure it’ll be real fun for the three of us.” He purrs, and you can’t help but get an unsettling feeling from the tinge of malice in his smirk, which you couldn’t tell if it was meant to be towards you.

You could only hope not.

[kashikore]

𝙈𝙃𝘼 𝘽𝙊𝙔𝙎 𝙈𝙀𝙀𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙄𝙍 𝙁𝙐𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝙆𝙄𝘿𝙎

ᴾᴿᴱᵛᴵᴱᵂ: 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘽𝙊𝙔𝙎 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝘿 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙔 𝙃𝘼𝙑𝙀 𝘼 𝙆𝙄𝘿 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙐𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔 𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙄𝙎 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 𝙒𝙃𝙊?

chαrαctєrѕ íncludєd: вαkugσu, ѕєrσ, ᴀɴᴅ ízuku,

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞)

x ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔✪

Poor baby would be so confused

He was going to his dorm from training exhausted as one can be

He closed his door and saw a little green flash run across the room

My dude had war flashbacks to when Aoyama was on his balcony and shit 😂

And Deku was NOT FUCKING WITH IT he ran into the common room faster than Iida ran to go kill stain

And of course the first people he went to were Todoroki and Bakugou

Deku was crying and when he cries you can’t understand ANYTHING so he took Todo and Bakubitch to his room

And they checked the closet and they saw a girl who was about 5-7 and she was hiding in the closet she had 2 big curly green puffballs and some features that Deku couldn’t place

D-daddy the little girl cried and jumped into Izuku’s arms

Todoroki SPRINTED for his conspiracy theory board and Bakugou just stood there like wtf 🧍🏾‍♀️

After some questions and some All might shaped fruit snacks the boys had came to the conclusion that the little girl is D/n (daughter name) and she is undoubtly you and Izuku's daughter 

It turns out she was hit with a time travel quirk when she followed you on your patrol

Izuku being the honest person he is he decided to tell you 

He told you everything he knew and you were just as shocked as him

But ya’ll took care of D/n until the quirk wore off which was about a week and when you and Izuku woke up and saw a poorly written but cute note saying “bye mommy and daddy see you later” 

It’s safe to say Izuku cried a river and your eyes were sweating just a little bit 

Izuku finally mustered up the courage to ask you out and you were estatic not only because he asked you out but because you know you have a future with him.

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔✪

The boys of Class 1A were just chilling in the common room when a blue portal popped up out of nowhere

A small little girl with red eyes and y/h/c (your hair color) curly hair with a familiar scowl on her face

Everyone was stunned

The girl then turned said “Fucking bastard couldn’t even fight me like a real man just used his stupid quirk fucking extra”

She then looked around and said “woah that little bitch sent me back to the past huh”

“Who the fuck are you” says Bakugou

“D/n Bakugou Old man” the girl responds

“OI WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING AN OLD MAN AND WHY THE FUCK IS YOUR LAST NAME THE SAME AS MINE” yells Bakugou

“Are you that dense or just fucking dumb I’m your fucking daughter” the girl retorted

Bakugou didn’t need confirmation to know that was his kid

“Wait” Sero pauses “BAKUGOU GETS MARRIED” he screams

“Yeah I was shocked too” says the girl

“Who’s the unlucky- I mean lucky woman” Denki asks

“My mom is-” D/n began before she was interrupted by the sound of a slamming door

“WHO THE FUCK ATE MY MOTHERFUCKING POCKY(if you don’t like pocky substitute it or smthn)” you busted through the door fuming

“Oh wait that was yours” Kiri said

“Ejirou Kirishima you have 5 seconds to write your funeral guest list” you said

“Well as you can see that woman over there is Y/N Bakugou aka my mother” D/n says

“Your who? Sorry hun you must be confused I don’t have kids and I never will have kid that pregnancy shit scary asf” you said

Meanwhile Blasty bitch is frozen with a very apparent blush on his cheeks

It takes a minute but the 1A boys finally stop buffering and they all scream in unison “YOU MARRY Y/N”

Soon enough you find out that D/n is your daughter and she came here because a kid called her weak and she tried to fight them but they used their quirk and she ended up here

After everything is resolved and the quirk wears off and D/n returns to the future you recieve a text:

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐎✪

When a blue portal appeared in his dorm room dropping a child Sero was generally perplexed

“Daddy” the little boy says

Now Sero isn’t dumb

He doesn’t need confirmation that the little (dark/brown/light-skin) boy is his

Not to mention the wide smile that was on his face

He was surprisingly calm that he had a kid for someone who says FUCK THEM KIDS on the daily

He just needed to know who’s the mom

Then the little boy finally said “Can we go to the park dad”

Sero looked at the kid quizzically and said “Uh sure bud let go”

Now Hanta would be lying if he said he didn’t like the fact that he has a family when he gets older

He was more excited to find out what hottie he married tbh 🙃

Him and s/n (son name) are on the swing set at the park when Hanta gets an idea

“Hey kid” Hanta starts “What’s your mom like?” He asks

The boy responds “ She’s really tough and pretty and funny and her skin is soft”

“Do you know her name?” He asks

“Yes I do but why don’t you remember mommy’s name daddy” the boy inquired

“I do I’m just testing you” Sero responds a little too quickly

The boys says “ Y/n Sero that’s mommy’s name”

This man almost broke his neck when s/n said your name

There is no way he copped a baddie like you

With your beautiful skin and how it’s shines like gold in the sunlight and your sexy ass enticing smile

Hanta then decided that he was gonna tell you that this is your son too

He was nervous but then again he a smooth dude he has a way with words like no other

So they go back to the dorms

And he knocks on your dorm

You open the door to see Hanta and a little figure behind him

“Mommy” the boy says excitedly and jumps on your leg

You look up at Sero like nigga wtf 🤨

Hanta laughs at your expression and explains everything to you

When your kid returns to the future you and Hanta started talking

Eventually he grew balls and asked you out

He did it so casually too

You were just talking about how hot Toji Fushiguro is (HAVE YOU SEEN HIM 😩😩😩)

And Hanta was like yea ok cool great but will you be my girlfriend tho 👀

Mind you you were still rambling about Toji so you literally choked when you processed what he said

But nonetheless you said yes and that hunk of a man named Hanta Sero was yours

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐲𝐤𝐱𝐳𝐞 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

And thank you @izukus-deku for helping me decide who had what gender go follow her right now 🍀

[theluminoussunflower]

two evenings

part one: at the restaurant

since pitts sr doesn't get to go out often, knox goes all out when they're hitting the town

granted there wasn't much of a town to hit

"burlington is just... not chicago" knox would say

anyway, the overstreets, the pitts', charlie dalton, and todd anderson end up at a restaurant on main street

mediterranean, very expensive

even in the dress shirt and black trousers todd is in, he still feels underdressed somehow

charlie retells how he ended up at welton once they're seated in a private booth

he was on wall street

he blew all his money

here he is

"i had no clue toddy here was there also" charlie pats todd on his shoulder, startling todd

"cameron still treating you well?" knox asks

"oh, you know," todd says glancing over the menu, horrified at the prices "same old cam"

pittsie (the junior) nudges evan "old" he says

making evan choke on his water

todd accidentally hits his leg on the table from the furious leg-shaking he had unknowingly been doing since he sat

even though it hurt like a bitch, he plays it cool

somehow, he feels too weak to lift his water

"todd?" pitts (the senior) says, pulling todd back into the conversation

"hm? sorry, i was daydreaming" todd says low

"ya-huh, clearly," knox says "i asked if you've been working on a new collection"

"oh, yeah, i sent a draft to my editor at the end of summer, so... maybe this time next year," todd says

"you have editors?" pittsie says "you don't just write something then send it to the factory to be published?"

todd laughs "no, my poetry would be Bad if i did that"

"no, but the way you talk in class, you could publish that and i would buy it," evan says

"how does todd talk in class?" knox asks

"well, mr. anderson talks like oscar wilde"

"that is not the compliment you think it is," todd says to himself, then speaks up "it's just to make sure there aren't any mistakes, we'll get to printing and marketing, that's what the year will be, don't worry boys, i'll get you two a copy"

"just one?" pittsie says

"yes, and you have to share" todd winks at them

the boys laugh

our teacher is cool!!!

knox, pitts, and charlie smile seeing todd be buddy-buddy with the kids

they all, but particularly pitts, remembered todd flipping his shit upon finding out he was becoming a dad, and didn't think he could deal with a kid

("what if they don't like me?"

"you're todd, you'll be fine")

pitts, who had become a step-father to his wife's daughter before having children of their own, panicked in becoming a father the same way todd did

cheryl and pitts connected very quickly, so he thought todd just needed to settle down

"if i can get a girl who's not my daughter to call me dad, you can get your own kid to love you"

the overstreets had evan after amelia

and all todd could tell knox, in terms of having a baby, was: "your wife is usually right"

knox did not follow that advice

anyway

appetizers come and go

todd thinks about what amelia is doing

he wishes she was there with him

he doesn't like to admit it, but he needs her just as much as she needs him

well like, obviously, she's his only daughter

but he doesn't like being alone

it sounds dumb

but amelia's presence makes being in public easier

he misses her :(

charlie leans closer to todd, lowering his voice "you sure you're all right?"

"uh... yeah, i'm okay" no i'm not, please tell that i'm not "i'm gonna run to the restroom"

todd leaves the table without another word and shuffles to the bathroom

he removes his glasses, splashes cold water into his face, rubs his eyes

this is all happening right? i'm in this restroom with a party of one, two, three, four, five other people waiting for me in a too-fancy restaurant, and my daughter is in her dorm at welton

everything is fine

so why do i feel so... So?

todd leaves the restaurant without saying goodbye

he strolls down main street towards burlington bay, biting so hard on his lip that it bleeds

the sun's just set

he takes a seat on a bench near perkins pier

the water crashes up against the rocks in a truly violent way

he wants to curl up on the bench and fall asleep, and just float back to welton

the familiarity stings

amelia, amelia, amelia

he knows he shouldn't feel like this

he shouldn't be attached to his daughter like this

that's not fair to her

and it's not fair to attach to whit either

eventually, todd picks himself up, walks to the nearest landline, and calls the only person at welton who would still be willing to come get him

"welton academy, this is richard cameron"

"cam"

"todd? are you all right? you sound like you've been crying"

"i...um... look, everything's okay, i'm at the bus stop king and battery, and... uh..."

"have you been drinking?"

"no, i haven't... i just really need someone"

it's quiet for a moment

"you said king and battery?"

"yeah..."

"give me ten minutes"

part 2: at stephanie and amelia's dorm

despite the tension stephanie wanted to create so amelia would leave her alone, it wasn't enough clearly, as minutes after amelia left, she came right back

amelia takes off the clothes she picked out and hangs them up, she puts on her pajamas, and hops onto her bed

"why are you here?" stephanie asks

"it's my dorm too," amelia says

stephanie turns around, face softer than it was just a few minutes before "weren't you going out?"

"i don't want to, not without you"

stephanie narrows her eyes "what?"

amelia shrugs

stephanie rolls her eyes

"i won't ask to tell me what's wrong," amelia says, catching the other girl's attention "i just couldn't stomach leaving you here by yourself"

stop caring so much, stephanie wants to scream, i'm not that important

"so if we sit here in silence all night, and you're still mad at me, fine," amelia says "at least we're together, right?"

stephanie sighs and moves from her desk to her bed, her jaw clenched

"orrrrr" amelia stands and sits next to stephanie on her bed "if there's something you want to talk about..."

"this is the first semester i've gotten a's in all of my classes in high school, and my parents aren't even here to see me," stephanie rambles out "it's like they only care when i fail"

amelia doesn't say anything, just waits for stephanie to say more

"i just can't stand it, how they'll ignore me for weeks, then call, only to be disappointed"

"Do you ever call them?"

"yeah"

"what do they say"

"answering machine"

"jesus... you're their kid, there's no reason they don't pick up for you"

stephanie shrugs

"do you feel like they expect too much of you?" amelia asks

"i guess, but it's nothing more than what most welton-henley kids experience... i don't know, it's dumb"

"don't say that, it's not dumb"

they're quiet

"can we go to the cave, just you and me?" stephanie asks eventually

odd request "sure, i guess"

both girls get running shoes on, and amelia grabs a large coat to put over her pajamas

they're allowed out of the school, so no sneaking needed, but they're still quiet to not raise any suspicion

once they're on the field, they grab each other's hands and run to the forest, not letting go of each other through the trees, up the stream, over the creek, and to the cave

amelia's hand is so cold, stephanie worries it will break right off

once they reach the cave, they lay in the dirt side by side in a quiet night

crickets chirp, owls hoot, a distance stream runs water

"his mother is still alive" stephanie whispers eventually

"who?"

"neil's"

amelia sits up, eyes wide "how did you even find that out?"

"his old man passed a couple years back, the obituary said his wife was still alive"

"huh?"

"i rode my bike past her most recent address, and what do you know? an old lady was out on the porch" stephanie sits up "i wonder what she's like, not being able to watch her kid grow into a man, yknow?"

amelia brings her knees to her chest and shrugs "it's probably typical to her now, the fact that she lost her only child... i mean, people ask me what it's like without my mom, and it's like... what is it like still having a mom? it's normal to me that she's not around anymore, i know that other people have moms, but i don't know who i'd be if she were still here?"

"do you ever think about it though?" stephanie pauses "you don't have to answer that—"

"it's fine, really... i guess so... well, dad would have never sold our house, frankly dad probably would have quit working at welton to work closer to home, mom would have never had to quit work most likely, so i would have lost out on some great memories with her... would have never gone to boarding schools, never gone to trinity, never ended up here, never met you..."

"please do not say you're glad your mom died just so you could meet me"

they both laugh

"sometimes i hate how permanent death is," stephanie says, "i wish i would get a glimpse into a life where someone doesn't exist, like who would i be if i wasn't friends with pitts? what would my dad be like if my mom died? all that stuff, you know?"

since amelia has literally never thought about "that stuff" before, she just nods politely

"do you think they ever wanted another kid?" stephanie asks

"maybe... but if she's our grandparents' age, they were probably too old to have more"

"the way your dad seems about neil makes me think he was one-of-a-kind, you know? once-in-a-lifetime kind of guy... i wish we could meet him"

"me too"

anyway

the girls venture back to their dorm a little while later, walking hand-in-hand

when they get back to the school, they see mr cameron and mr anderson standing out front by the door

"shit!" amelia and stephanie hide by the trees

"i thought your dad was going out with evan and pittsie"

"he was!"

"please tell me they did not invite mr cameron, that would be the most awkward dinner of all time"

they manage to sneak around to the side of the building

"we shouldn't eavesdrop, right?" amelia says

"no, that would be wrong," stephanie says

so they plant themselves on the ground and listen in

"cam, i'm fine, i've just got to talk to amelia," todd says

"no, i'm not leaving you alone, not like this," mr cameron says in his Headmaster Voice "i just drove to the middle of town to get you, i want you to tell me—"

"jesus, i'm sorry, okay, i'll make it up to you"

"i don't want you to apologize, i just want you to tell me what's wrong"

it goes silent

when amelia and stephanie look around the corner, the men are gone

fuck, i wonder what they will do?

well, in the meantime, you probably care more about todd and cam's conversations and i do not have a good idea for a transition so here we go

cam follows todd through the dorm hallways

"todd anderson, you've just had your first panic attack in five years, i'm trying to help you, like i've always done"

todd laughs "i did not have a panic attack™, and i don't want your help™"

they get closer to amelia and stephanie's dorm (dun dun duuun)

"todd stop"

he does, and turns around to look at cam "what? what do you want to say?"

cam looks at his stressed friend

friend might be exaggerating

coworkers

acquaintances

cam looks at his stressed acquaintance "just tell me one more time what happened"

todd places his hands on his hips, leaning his weight on one of his legs "i was at the restaurant, got through appetizers, went to the bathroom—"

"what were you all talking about"

"i don't remember, don't interrupt me—i went to the bathroom, needed fresh air, called you, that's it"

"todd, don't you realize you sound literally insane? like, that doesn't make any sense"

todd doesn't say anything

"just tell me what's wrong"

and like the good daughter she is, amelia poked her head out of her dorm "you guys good?"

"i was just coming to say goodnight" todd hugged amelia, very tight

cam took notice of the blood spreading on amelia's trousers, around her knee "scrape yourself, miss anderson?"

amelia, flashing back to moments ago when her leg slipped as stephanie lifted her into their dorm via the window, quickly thought of a Very convincing lie "cut myself while shaving"

god, they're both awful liars, cam thinks

"well, goodnight andersons" cam says eyeing todd, then walks away

"jesus, why's he got a stick up his ass?" amelia asks

"oh you know" todd mumbles

he looks into the dorm, where stephanie lies inconspicuously on her bed

"goodnight, mr anderson" she says, smiling through the definite sprain in her ankle, from rolling it upon entering through the window

"night, steph," todd says, he hugs amelia again "goodnight, baby"

"goodnight dad"

"i love you"

"yeah, yeah, love you too"

~

this took me like four days to write pls reblog it

(also dw, we'll get back to the fun stuff soon :*)

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[phoenixyfriend]

Thoughts on “Auntie Soka and Little Leia” now that I’ve actually got it posted:

Call it a director’s cut! The process of actually writing the thing, and also jokes made along the way. Link to the actual fic.

Unfortunately, I don’t have the energy for image descriptions, even the text screenshots. Might come back that later. Most of this was DMs with @atagotiak​.

This was an entire thing before I even started writing:

Before I decided on ages and stuff Ahsoka, to Jango, who has had zero contact with Kaminoans: Okay I know I'm a Jedi kid so you hate me but this toddler is your clone from the future. Jango, tired: What the FUCK are you talking about. Rex, barely able to talk: Don't you dare leave me with him, Commander! Ahsoka: I'm not going to leave you I just--I'm so tired I'm so fucking tired I haven't slept in five days and someone tried to kidnap Leia two days ago I am so fucking tired I need help

Ben: [twenty years of depression followed by a 'now I'm safe' breakdown over the course of weeks] Sokari: [whatever the FUCK this mess is]

When Ahsoka mentions there only being three other Jedi at the time of her death,  I was thinking Kanan, Yoda, and Obi-Wan (Leia told her about the latter two living past her). She's not counting anyone that received training after the Temple fell, and she didn’t know about Cal.

When Leia says  “I was adopted and raised by one of the founders of the rebellion, a movement built on the desire to instate freedom and democracy in a galaxy that had lost even the pretense.”

Depa: I'm no therapist but I diagnose you with "incredibly fucked up." Ahsoka: yeah, that’s fair

"Why did you pick Depa for--" She's pretty and I'm gay. Also because of the Kanan thing But mostly I'm gay "It's not a visual medi--" GAY

Empty of context beyond general post-fic AU: "Hey Sokari, we need to engage in psychological warfare against this individual and--" "I'm going to break into his office and leave a threatening note on his desk and leave no other sign that I was there. He'll see that his security is nothing and the only reason he isn't dead is because I'm too nice to kill him." "...okay, not what we were planning, but that works. Why is that your first choice?" "I really like breaking and entering, it's soothing." Ben just standing there with a bland smile like This Is Normal.

"We need someone to infiltrate a highly guarded facility in hostile territory." "So we're sending the Torrent kids?" [sigh] "We're sending the Torrent kids."

Rex and Sokari insist on both going by "Torrent" even though Rex could be a Fett. Jango really wants him to be a Fett. Rex has too many grudges to agree to being a Fett for... a while.

I really hope it's blatantly obvious that Ahsoka's not a reliable narrator for some things Ahsoka: Fett could care less if I died Jango: jfc even if you are older than me I can see you're fucked up. Drink your hot chocolate. Hells. She's got good reason to expect him to hate her as a Jedi! BUT. THAT IS NOT REFLECTIVE OF REALITY

We don’t get a lot of actual characterization for Jango, but the way I played him out here is he has never really parsed that Jedi are people before all this. It's a lot harder to treat them as a monolith when the traumatized former child soldier is having regular breakdowns in your shitty little kitchen

Fett: I respect you Ahsoka: No, don't do that

Ahsoka’s vigilantism is something that, in my mind, she's associating heavily with Zygerria and then the clones.

I figured that she never bothered to learn Quinlan’s teacher’s name but in the process of looking up some basic facts (whether he had a surname), I found that Wookiepedia was forced to give us a VERY wide range of possible death in Legends.

Please take a moment to imagine Quinlan's FACE when Ahsoka initially dismisses him. Quinlan has put a lot of effort into being rogueishly charming! It's very useful for his line of work! He knows to expect either irritation or a return flirtation when he acts like this with people his own age! Ahsoka is not flustered OR rolling her eyes and insulting him, she's just ignoring him and it's a bit of a blow to the ego

This just makes me really happy:

This was the initial comment I made, as a joke What if Maul is just. There. On one of the planets they make a pitstop at. What if Maul exists as the walking problem he is, but fifteen, and Ahsoka immediately tries to kick his ass and drag him back to Coruscant. I do not have room for this plot but What If

Despite not having room for this plot, I proceeded to write this plot.

Maul is kidnapped and it’s the best thing that ever happened to him HE'S FIFTEEN HE'S DUMB AS SHIT AND HAS A BAD ATTITUDE AND YEAH HE'S A DARKSIDER BUT HE'S FIFTEEN

Ahsoka: I sense... Maul [takes off sprinting] Rex: [immediately takes Jango's blaster and runs after her] Jango: Wait who Tholme: Who Quinlan: Who Jango: [looks at Leia] Leia: I don't know who that is either! Ahsoka, already wrestling a teenager to the ground: Oh no, you're a child, REX STUN HIM AND GRAB THE CUFFS, I'M SURE FETT OR THOLME HAS SOME

Fighting him isn't even legal, they have NO evidence of criminal wrongdoing, so first she needs to yell until he admits to something she can fight him about

Ahsoka: When I see Maul, it's on SIGHT Maul: WHO ARE YOU

Ahsoka: The Force didn't give me hands just to NOT throw them when I run into That Crafty Son Of A Bitch

Ben, when they arrive, after the tearful reunion: You... you brought Maul. Ahsoka: Well, yeah, he's fifteen and kinda dumb. I figured we could drag him here and force him into therapy, see what happens. Ben: I can't quite tell through the gag, but I think he's threatening to feed you your own spleen. Ahsoka: Lol, yeah.

Ben is absolutely on team "get Maul therapy" and will fight the Council on rehabilitating the baby Sith But also it's like. Here's your daughter! And your niece! And your daughter's QPP! Also your best friend, but baby, and his teacher, and the biological origin of a number of people you cared for deeply! AND ALSO THE GUY WHO SPENT LITERAL DECADES CRAVING YOUR DEATH, FOR SOME REASON

I just really want Ahsoka lovingly bullying Maul She gives him noogies and the horns don't protect him because girl has reinforced gloves

Maul's only allowed a low-power training saber and his fights with Sokari involve Much Taunting by her and Eventual Screaming by him, and everyone pops by to see: 1. Sokari doing the most absurd flips, for fun. 2. The bullshit that is ataru-shien reverse-grip jar'kai in the hands of someone who makes it work 3. What a Sith lightsaber form looks like 4. Just the general nonsense that is the way these two fight

Tia said “Wrt ridiculous flips. I'm remembering that time she beheaded four Kryst'ad at once.” and I just Rex brings up the quadruple beheading at one point to get someone to stop asking questions and the awkward, horrified silence almost makes him regret it. And then Sokari just snorts and makes a joke about how Rex once speared a slaver point-blank and everyone's just like hello??? "are you two okay" "no"

Maul absolutely starts crushing on Sokari after a 'sword under chin' moment and she's just very "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh you're fifteen, bye" GO MAKE PUPPY EYES AT OBI-WAN OR SOMETHING

The crushes are the worst part of everything, really, she's an attractive young woman that can kick a lot of ass, and a lot of people are into that! Unfortunately, most of those people are a decade younger than she is, mentally, because all the people her actual age look at her and see a child on account of the 17yo body.

It’s almost a good thing she’s in no place mentally for a relationship.

I just want Ahsoka to wear beskar.... I think that would be Nice........

This AU is also what caused this post.

I'm deeply enamored by the idea that Ahsoka can win fights against "older" padawans pretty much unilaterally, even when they team up 2v1 And then she offers to fight 5v1 "But only if I have permission to fight dirty." Ben approves it, a horror show full of "I fought many wars and will scream in your face or kick you in the balls if that's what it takes" follows She wins. There are no permanent injuries, but her reputation certainly gets weirder. Nobody under the rank of Knight agrees to let her fight dirty again. She just lets that stand because, well, she's not actually a padawan, she's thirty-three.

I’m not going to write this but my brain was EVIL and suggested it:

IT WOULD BE REALLY SAD IDK maybe 9yo Anakin has nightmares about what's happening to baby Ahsoka because bullshit about time-traveling force bonds IDK ANYWAY he cries to Sokari about the nightmares and she's like "oh shit" and it's time to go rescue herself from motherfucker unlimited

It's either that or she's like, expecting to welcome mini-me aaaany day now, for like, several months, before she realizes Something Went Wrong. Anakin’s dreams could even start right as she’s starting to realize something’s off.

Obi-Wan has never had a padawan that doesn't at some point bite Even Luke will, when pushed

OH also once the twins get Baby's First Lightsaber (training sabers, not real kyber), Sokari begs to borrow them for a dumb joke and tells Rex to get on her shoulders for a "Grievous Greeting" and they do The Thing

Jango and Ahsoka wrt Quinlan is just “Do I need to beat him up for you” “You realize I’ve beaten up sith lords before?”

JANGO'S TRYING He's just. "Can we be friends? Can I--can I be the guy that just noticeably gets in the way of a creep on the subway so you can be more comfortable without someone making a scene? I'm fucking trying here, give me a hint."

We didn’t actually figure out Jango’s age until this point. The only reason Fett's age matters is for Quinlan making a Wild Oats quip after Jango says he didn't know about Rex until a few weeks ago, and Fett going "How old do you think I am? And how old do you think the kid is?" and Quinlan getting Very Awkward as he does the math. Rex overhears and lets Quinlan sweat for a bit before saying "I'm a genetically-modified clone someone grew in a tube, he didn't know or have reason to know until he saw me with Sokari." Which is like. Eight additional layers of WTF, obviously, but at least Jango gets to avoid awkward wild oats jokes

Like, you’d expect the rebuttal to be ‘he’s my brother just with a biiig age gap’ or ‘he’s my nephew’

I find it very unfortunate for Quinlan that I've decided his defining characteristic in this context is going to be repeatedly putting his foot in his mouth

He’s trying so hard but "That sounds like a cool thing, maybe I'll ask ab--and it's another fucking trauma."

I'm doing Ahsoka&Jango t w i c e (there’s another fic where I’m doing it)

It’s just a fun dynamic! So much resentful respect.

Like she's twenty seconds away from calling him a bitch at any given time and he's just there like "I don't like you but I do see you move like you're about to tell an entire building to get on their knees with their hands in the air and I can respect that" Also she's probably much less judgmental about using blasters than Obi-Wan is The Maul subplot actually started with me daydreaming about Ahsoka grabbing a blaster for Reasons

I like the idea of Jango just deciding the most Useful thing he can do is help teach the Smol how to fight. He's AWKWARD around Rex and Soka because he doesn't know if there's anything he CAN teach them.

I didn’t actually plan for Tholme to figure out the age thing, he just SAID it and I had to sit there like Wait.

Ahsoka, Rex & Leia: ahhh, children Tholme: you say that like you aren’t children

I liked getting to write Rex's little "I have worked with all of them, and they're all Terrible" He loves them But They once got stranded on a planet that didn’t exist and Ahsoka died and Anakin killed a god.

There was research and discussion as to whether Ahsoka could win against Tholme but seeing as she held her own against Vader, and fought Grievous at that physical age without dying, etc.... yeah, the only thing holding her back was her body not being what she was used to, and she’s had a few weeks go adjust.

“I miss being able to just jump off skyscrapers” is such a jedi thing

Jango: I'll take the gun back if he tries to leave, they can't get far before--WHAT THE FUCK He knows Jedi are scary but he’s still not really used to just how over the top ridiculous they are He knows how to deal with Jedi in battle, not Whatever The Fuck These People Are Doing

Rex isn't even a Jedi, he's just so used to working with them. “Oh yes time for free-falling without a parachute again, same shit as always.”

Tia: I’m imagining Jango freaking out and Quinlan and Tholme being like. Concerned but mostly exasperated Clearly if they’re jumping off buildings it must be serious? But jfc they could’ve maybe communicated a bit more?

Leia: I want to finish my juice Tholme: Quin, stay with her while we go figure out what those two are doing. Quinlan: Wait what

Jango: Oh now he’s jumping off a building too??? Tholme: Sokari, you are not registered! You can't legally jump out windows yet! Jango: What the hell is going on? Is this normal?

We don’t necessarily know how often Ahsoka and Maul ran into each other after Mandalore. There was the later thing on Malachor, but other than that I'm just going with the idea that they ran into each other every year or two and just went for the eyes like feral cats

Ahsoka: I need to kick ass and you're coming with me. Rex: Yeah, okay. [several minutes later] Rex: Whose ass are we kicking?

Ahsoka and Rex

Neloms aren’t a SW fruit to the best of my knowledge, I just wanted to mess around with lemons/melons

Jango: you didn’t think any of this through, did you? Rex: you were there, you know we didn’t "When the Jedi says to jump out a window, I jump out a window."

Tholme’s real composed about stalking the ancient nigh-mythical enemy of his people, very “Life is already so goddamn weird”

This fic has been so heavy on the trauma but then I introduce Maul and suddenly it's the worst kind of comedy Nobody is competent, everyone's a little dumb, the bad guy is just grocery shopping

My propensity for banter has turned this into a six-person buddy cop comedy about Maul buying grapes They spend a significant amount to time ineffectually stalking Maul before Quin suggests the sensible option Quinlan just "You remember this is my literal job and specialty right"

Ahsoka sees Maul and all her brain cells go out the window except "Fight good" Usually she doesn’t need to worry about doing things legally. Maybe she needs to worry about someone seeing her do illegal things but she spent the past 15 yrs in a place where her existing was illegal

I feel like he’s also maybe kinda wanting to reassert that yes he is competent. Bc like. Ahsoka’s been kinda condescending this whole time and also can beat everyone up so. It's not his fault that he's actually the youngest person there, but.

Jango is finding this whole being friendly to Jedi thing a lot more overwhelming than he thought it would be. And overwhelming in different ways.

Maul usually signifies things getting worse and more horrifyingly tragic but he's just a dumb teen that they needed to arrest for his own good.

Quinlan: Look, I'm useful! Ahsoka: I've been through hell, wanna hear? Quinlan: NO. I DON'T. WHY.

Quinlan: I understand the concept of joking about your traumas, I do it sometimes myself! But sith hells that’s a lot of trauma.

Quinlan just wanted her to treat him as a Competent Individual, and here she is whipping out stories about Dying and Gods and the Force insists it's the truth and he just???? And apparently emo darksider over there is a Sith. And just, sure. Why not

A lot of people’s interactions with the time travelling disaster lineage is just

Tholme and Fett arguing and  Ahsoka's just waiting for a moment to pop in with "Hey, when's the last time either of you worked with the other's culture before this mess? Yeah, that's what I thought."

Much like Leia and Ahsoka hurting each other earlier, and Tholme figuring out the de-aging, we ALSO have Fett’s confrontation with Ahsoka being something the characters just did, rather than something I planned.

FTR the only time I managed to trigger myself while writing this fic was the “your behavior isn’t actually acceptable and we’ve all been trying really hard to give you room to recover but you have to at least make an effort to not be a bitch”

Writing about people having PTSD and symptoms of such: Yay! Writing about people having PTSD and engaging in toxic behavior to cope: Shit Ahsoka had... basically my exact reaction. It's "remind yourself that you're in the wrong, that they have a point, and then be overly formal in the apology because fuck if you accidentally make them feel sorry for you when they're the injured party"

Quinlan: Can we be friends? I mean, you're an asshole, but you're really cool. Let's be friends. (He MIGHT be nursing a crush) (Neat mysterious girl who can beat him up.)

Also he realises she's probably nicer when not having a slow-motion breakdown He's like "Huh, you'll probably be less of an asshole once you've gotten therapy."

...also, she pretty and got Nice Biceps

I love writing a good mental breakdown

I was so close to including a "he tried to kill me" just early enough for Jango to wildly misinterpret as her thinking Quinlan tried to kill her. He'd have been very confused, considering Quinlan's the one that called them down in a panic and currently has Ahsoka having her massive breakdown in his lap But

Tia:  I could see Jango interpreting it as idk, Quin resembling someone or for a moment acting like someone who tried to kill her and she had a flashback or something like that

There's absolutely room for a couple reasonable interpretations there And "trapped in a flashback about someone who tried to kill her" is absolutely what's happening! Just. You know. For a different reason. Jango probably wouldn’t assume Quin would hurt her, for one thing he seems to like her, for another even if he did he’s smart enough to pick a way that wouldn’t be so likely to get him caught

I had to step back and actually say “Also I'm just. Wow. I'm really just shoveling QPP Rex&Ahsoka at full speed”

Me, a few weeks ago, joking: Two halves of the same idiot black ops specialist Me, now, entirely seriously: Two halves of the same idiot black ops specialist

Me, belatedly: Oh, Ahsoka being joyfully mean to people was a form of mania she was unconsciously using to build a barrier between herself and her impending meltdown

She went from "just died" to "in charge of Rex and Leia" in like. Two minutes.

Confession: I've been delighting in the mental image of this whole Mess leading Jango to try to retake Mandalore, and Ahsoka loans him a saber for a 1v1 to get the darksaber.

“Can’t I just fight him barehanded? That’s how I did it on Galidraan.” "But the drama, Fett!"

Probably Rex has learned how to use a saber as well, because you never know when you have to borrow a weapon

I later changed my mind to Jango asking her to help, rather than her just sneak-teaching him, but it was funny.

Background nonsense to all this is Ahsoka and Rex, despite Rex being as force-sensitive as a lump of coal, having developed a process where she can extend her sensitivity to him mind-to-mind for weird symbiotic battle trance that scares everyone around them. It’s very similar to Battle meditation.

CONTEXT FOR LEIA BEING WORRIED ABOUT THOLME HIDING THINGS: Tholme is hiding the fact that the Council reached out and told him that the people he picked up might be connected to Ben and Luke, who showed up after the Depa thing but a solid week and change before Jango's ship makes it to the Temple. They asked that he not share that information to avoid getting anyone's hopes up in case the two situations aren't related. Ben and Luke haven't shared enough information for anyone to really be sure if the other three are connected Because the info Tholme has isn't quite the info Jango has, etc. And they can't just say Ben is a future Obi-Wan over comms

I just have a lot of feelings about people trying to do something right and just. Nobody's at fault! Not really! It's just complicated!

Tia: I like how when Ahsoka isn’t doing maladaptive trauma response stuff she’s very mature. And of course she’s had to be but it’s a good like, contrast. Where when she slows down to think about things she’s very sensible

Jango just spends most of this story lowkey wanting Ahsoka to Be His Friend but there's too much baggage that he's only metaphysically responsible for

Local aroace(?) has a squish

Ahsoka: He just wants to get on my good side because of Rex. Jango: I'm pretty sure you could kill an entire army without trying but you wouldn't because you have actual morals and stuff... and when I met you it was because you were killing yourself trying to keep (what appeared to be) children safe... you seem cool please be my friend.......

Ahsoka’s #1 weakness: mountains of trauma Ahsoka’s #2 weakness: she just doesn’t get why so many people think she’s cool and want her to be their (girl)friend

Jango, a 27yo massacre survivor who's killed Jedi masters with his bare hands: [gets lectured on various government structures by a tiny girl that's missing several teeth and needs to sit on books to see the table properly]

Ahsoka was raised in a religious meritocracy but developed all her opinions during a galactic war and then became a vigilante spy, Rex comes from a military cult, Leia is from an inherited monarchy that participates in democracy, Quinlan was originally from what appears to be a dynastic dictatorship, and IDK about Tholme other than that he is also from the religious meritocracy. And in legends Quinlan came to the religious meritocracy after his aunt sacrificed his parents to a vampire cult and then forced him to experience the psychometric echoes of that. There's just. A lot going on.

Leia at least has knowledge about structure and admin in theory that isn't based in either the military or populations under 10k

Jango: I want to be your friend. Ahsoka: Sounds fake.

I am unfairly fond of "Rex destroys a conversation by bringing up his own horrifying childhood and calling it a cult"

"Why does Sokari call you 'Rex'ika'?" "Because she's older than me." "...can I--?" "No."

Nickname privileges are extended ONLY to Ahsoka and older clones. There are no more older clones, so it's just Ahsoka.

Me joking about Star Wars AUs: Would you like a crackship? Me writing actual Star Wars fic: My favorite character type is apparently “too traumatized to have a relationship” so this is at least 90% gen.

I had to pull a scene opening at one point because Ahsoka's skill with not getting shot is actually much less useful than Tholme's clearance levels.

Now I really want a team-up of Ahsoka, Rex, and Jango where they do have to get in a dogfight of the "she flies, we shoot" variety and Fett just has to scream because the speeder thing to catch Maul was one thing, but this....

Ahsoka, before TCW: I know all the traffic rules but I'm not that great at flying! Ahsoka, after TCW: I'm great at flying but if you let me behind the wheel we are absolutely getting arrested.

She went from "knows the rules but doesn't have the skills" to "has the skills but primarily in the form of not getting shot" which! Is delightful! "Bet I can get us through that alley--" "DO NOT"

Jango and Ahsoka are both just very "Is this friendship? Is this camaraderie? My heart's been fried on platonic love by so many murders that I'm not sure anymore." "I've lost a lot of friends. I kind of forgot how to make those."

I have no idea if "hasn't been closer than Alderaan except that one trip to Chandrila" is canon-compliant but ehhhhhhhh It feels plausible enough?

Belatedly realized that I could just explain my optimal Rex&Ahsoka dynamic as just... drift compatible. It's vague enough on the specifics while still digging into the meat of what they mean to each other and how they work together. The terminology is already in existence. I can just use it.

Romantic? Platonic? Familial? Doesn't matter! They're drift compatible.

They are important to each other and that is what matters

I really like the Leia&Quinlan thing. He's just like "This small child needs a friend that isn't super depressed," and decided he's going to be her friend. I keep trying to toss in "Quinlan volunteers to 'baby'sit." She's not much older and she has a Baby Brain, it works out

There's a running bet as to whether Leia will leave the Order the second she turns thirteen, or if she'll let Sokari "train" her for a few years first. And... that’s how I came up with Leia Antilles, Senator of Serenno.

They'll be bullshitting Ben as her new master to "finish out the padawanship" since they can't tell everyone she's really in her thirties and he's conveniently there and already knows everything and was half her master anyway. Like Ben was planning on taking on Luke, but Luke is "six" and even he can't swing that as old enough to be a Padawan, and it's not like Sokari will take more than a handful of years to justify knighthood, sooooooooo

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Moments Levi shared with his beloved baby daughter- Kutchel

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aka Levi giving all his 💕Uwu's💕 to his baby girl

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Dadaaa

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It's Levi's day off, and even though he tries his hardest not to look it, he's eager to run back home. He's determined to not waste a second of being off duty.

He's missed his family- you and your calming presence. The stability that he falls into at merely being in the same vicinity as you, is difficult to resist-even for a man like Levi.

Your gentleness somehow meshes well with your child's rowdiness, always laughing and wreaking havoc in the house. He wants to hold his baby brat, even if she'll try to pull his hair out for it.

So he hurries back home, but of course, he has to get past your little guard first. Standing with his cloak still in his arms, Levi craned his neck down to stare at the tiny creature sitting on the floor, blocking his path to his beloved wife. Said creature, wearing a blue dress, is his adorable one year old daughter.

The baby doesn't bother to spare him a glance, too busy babbling as she plays with her blocks. Levi's fine with it, it took him a while but he's learned to accept that babies don't care about, well, anything.

He ponders lifting her up and cradling her in his arms for a cuddle. But, considering the ferociousness with which his daughter is bashing two blocks together, he decides that he values his ability to hear.

Kneeling down, he sets his cloak on the floor and sits in front of her, waiting to be noticed. Kutchel looks at him, her big black eyes innocently blinking at him. She shoves a block into her mouth and gurgles, recognising him.

"Do I have your approval to go to your mom now?"

"Ba da guuu"

"Is that a yes or a no?"

More random babbling. Tiny hands busy themselves with trying to crawl away, so Levi pats her on the head and gets up to go to his wife. He doesn't notice his baby pausing mid crawl to pout at him, wanting him to stick close.

He also doesn't see her little face cutely scrunch up, thinking of ways to stop him and bring one of her favourite humans back to her.

''Daadaaa."

Levi freezes, his heart immediately melting. He can't stop himself from turning back to his child, not when she calls out for him like that.

He cradles her in his arms, unaware that you're watching from the kitchen door, committing the sight to memory.

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Conversations

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You've been with Levi for so long now-so much of your life has been spent with this wonderful man and you have no regrets whatsoever.

You do, however, have secrets. Not serious ones, but pure ones. Small, precious memories you've kept to yourself. They're you're little secrets- events that you look back on with fondness.

Events Levi doesn't know you saw happen.

You remember, when you were exhausted from giving birth, how lovingly Levi talked to your newborn daughter.

'Hey brat, you better keep it down now. Your mom just fell asleep- don't yawn. You're already not listening to me-'

He thought you were asleep. If it weren't for your stitches, you would have giggled and alerted him to the fact that you were listening.

You remember all those times you were never woken up by Kutchel crying-because Levi would wake up before you.

'Go to sleep.'

'oooooh'

'I said; Go. To. Sleep. Don't smile at me-- hey stop laughing-'

You caught on to it very randomly, and the memory warmed your heart to this day.

Levi often had silly little conversations with baby Kutchel, when he thought you weren't in hearing range.

'Yes this is the right way-no what do you mean I can't fold shirts like this-you're pouting you obviously don't agree.'

'Kid- I don't know why you like Eren so much-but this works because he can be an unpaid babysitter-no? Fine, I guess I can pay him a little. Okay fine, I'll pay him more then a little.'

'Do you like this dress? Me neither. How about this one-these socks are awful why the hell do you have these-'

'Yes tea is better then coffee. Coffee is for soulless creatures like Mikasa-Hey, don't cry dammit, why do you have to like the brat that glares at me so much huh? You tiny traitor.'

'So I'm taking you to that military ball tommorow-and I expect you to cry enough that I have an excuse to leave. You cry, I leave and then you get as much milk as you want. We good? Good. Don't tell your mother.'

'You threw up on that military police soldier-I'm proud of you brat. Now, let's aim for throwing up on Erwin. Or at least trying to rip his eyebrows out. I feel like the rumour of them being fake might be true.'

'I know you can't talk much, but make a vow to me that you will, never, ever say yes to anything your Aunt Hange asks of you. Trust me, it's for you own good.'

'Kutchel- stop that-I will pay you to stay still. Here, here's all the money I have, which isn't much. Take it and stay still- why the hell are you still wiggling, you need to put your socks on dammit-'

And so much more. It warmed your heart to think of how beautifully he had bonded with her from the start. And you can only be glad you get to see their entire journey together.

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Cloak

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Levi is a man who values cleanliness above all things-he's made sure his house is so clean that all the rooms are sparkling. Despite having a baby in the house, who had recently learned how to walk and subsequently wreak havoc everywhere she wants to, he still tries his hardest to stick to those standards.

So that's why, here he is, pathetically trying to wash clothes, with a clingy toddler who has made it her life's mission to ruin his life. How is she doing this, one would ask. Well, making sure that he can't even put the damn clothes in the basket was one.

'Kutchel-no-stop it, give that back.'

Levi's a little ashamed of himself, just his hands moving to grab his swords are usually enough to strike fear into the heart of his enemies. Yet, here they are, incapable of winning a tug of war with his one year old brat.

He's really, really glad that Hanji can't see him right now.

He manages to get the shirt out of Kutchel's strong grip, causing her to pout and flail her arms with a whine. Levi refuses to give in and snatches the next piece of clothing before she can. He gives her a stern look.

'No.'

With that, he dumps it in the basket. Kutchel doesn't appreciate it, sitting down and pouting at him cutely. It doesn't last long, because she busies herself with the clothes again. At least she isn't snatching them from his hands this time, and only picking on the clean pile.

He gets up to get some more detergent, smiling to himself at the sound of happy gurgles. Once he comes back, he catches sight of Kutchel, and nearly drops all the powder.

His child is exactly where he had left her, except she's now wearing his Survey Corps cloak. Her black hair, much like his own, is messy and the hood is too big for her tiny head. She looks up at him, and smiles in the face of his horror. On one hand, it's pretty damn cute. On the other hand-

'Oh hell no-'

He starts to take the cloak off of her, ignoring her cries of indignation. His child won't have anything to do with the Survey Corps. Ever.

Too bad 15 year old Kutchel Ackerman had every intention of stealing his title from him- but that's a story for another time.

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Clapping

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Levi has self control. Plenty of it, actually. One could easily argue that, after Erwin, he's one of the most composed individuals in the military.

He's dealt with all sorts of people-rude, snobbish, arrogant bastards who think they stand a chance against him. His expression never waivers, even as he insults them to the point their ancestors are crying in the graves.

But what's happening right now, it makes him lose his precious self control. His face, so used to being that of an expressionless grumpy old man, is scrunched up in anger. Levi does not like what's happening.

Not one bit.

Levi can deal with people trash talking him, he never falters despite all the accurate short jokes. He can deal with people bashing Erwin without flinching-because even he's wanted to kill the man once and can't really blame others for wanting to do so as well.

However, what Levi can't deal with in a calm and rational manner, is -

'The fuck did you just say?'

'I said, your daughter is just a dumb brat.'

Yeah, this Military Police Senior Officer is dying today. Levi hopes Erwin is ready to deal with an irate Nile

'Shut the fuck up-I'm the only one who gets to call her a dumb brat.'

The Officer moves to speak again but Levi silences him with a soul burning glare. Levi turns to his brat. Kutchel is sitting on the carpet, wearing a tiny, cute red dress you had bought for her on sale. She's surrounded by numerous toys, gifted by his comrades.

'Kutchel-'

The baby pauses in her play time, which is chewing a stuffed bear, and turns to look at her papa. The officer looks confused.

'If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.'

There's a pause in the room. The officer looks surprised, although he thinks Levi just proved his point. Kutchel looks to be only a few months old and Levi has just monotonously stated a sentence that is usually sung. There was no way the brat would actuall-

Kutchel squealed in delight, pressing her hands together slowly. Once she notices her papas approval, she starts clapping happily.

Levi smirks, while the officer sweat drops.

'See that, bitch? No' dumb brat' does that at 9 months old.'

Of course, Levi still had to beat the guy up a little after that. No one picks on his baby but him.

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Sorry

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'Eat it.'

Levi pushed the spoon towards Kutchel, who refused to open her mouth.

He had seated her on the table, ditching the highchair. A bib was secured around her neck, and the brat was clearly hungry.

Except since she had eaten three bites, she refused to eat more. Levi was slowly getting more and more frustrated.

'What's your problem? I know you're hungry.'

Kutchel stared at him sadly, and his irritation thawed at the sight. His child was usually pretty well behaved when it came to food. She usually liked eating fruits and vegetables, but for some reason, kept rejecting her baby food.

Levi frowned, before deciding to taste it himself. Maybe if he ate one in front of her, she would want to eat it too-

Levi paused.

He slowly ate, resisting the urge to throw up. He grimaced and awkwardly avoided eye contact with Kutchel, feeling sheepish all of a sudden.

There was judgement in her eyes- something he couldn't blame her for.

The hell sort of crap had they been feeing her? It tasted awful. No wonder she wouldn't eat it.

Sighing, Levi shoved the bowl full of food-that-must-not-be-named away. He lifted Kutchel into his arms.

His brat pouted slightly, her small arms wrapping around his neck. Poor kid was hungry, as evidenced by her discontent expression.

Levi smiled at her lightly, tucking her head into he crook of his neck.

'Sorry Kutchel-let's go to the bakery and get some pastries. And when we get back, I'll even mix some chocolate in your milk. Just don't tell your mother okay.'

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A/N: Heyooo. Just randomly thought of Levi being a dad and this came to mind. These are actually only some of the moments I thought of, I have plenty more in mind. Maybe I'll write those out too. Hope y'all enjoyed this! ❇️

[kpop-dungeon-dark]

REQUEST (Nerd!Felix/Yongbok x You)

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Warning(s): Non-Con, humiliation, degradation, brat taming, watersports, breath play, rough filthy shit. Read at own risk.

"If that isn't our little Yongbokkieeee~" Felix sighed and shut his eyes tightly when he heard the familiar dreadful voice from behind, holding the straps of his school bag even tighter. "Aigoooi~ aren't you in a hurry, foreign booooy?" Her perfectly manicured hand placed on the boy's shoulder, pulling him back.

"Let go, Y/n-ah…" The boy spoke, trying his best not to snap at the little slut. She was so foolish. A fucking clown. A narrow minded little racist bitch. That's what.

"Ahhhh… your Korean is soooo adorable…" Before she moved to stand in front of him, heavy tits tightly packed in her school shirt, the first few buttons up. "What's the rush, Aussie boy? Too proud to make friends? Tsk, tsk!" Felix felt like smacking her infuriatingly cute little face.

"You know it's not like tha-"

"LISTEN UP, EVERYONE!" Y/n clapped and got everyone's attention, the whole hallway of students going home stopping to look at her. "OUR FOREIGN BOY DOESN'T WANNA BE FRIENDS~" she pouted as if it really hurt her. "HE AVOIDED ME ALL DAY IN SCHOOL TOO! HOW PROUD, TSK!" Everyone booed him, calling him names and whatnot. It was terrible.

Had he known moving to Korea was going to be like this he'd have never agreed. They made fun of his looks, his accent, the grammatical errors he made and his English name that he preferred. Even though Felix was using his English name in his documents now that he was all grown up, Y/n had somehow learnt his Korean one and she wasn't going to let him live it down.

"Aigo what a loser" splashing the juice in her hand at his shirt, the girl clicked her tongue and walked away while laughing, leaving the boy in absolute despair due to how badly it stained his shirt.

He didn't want to hurt her because she was clearly fucking naive and dumb but fuck. Y/n was making it fucking hard.

.

Felix checked his room one last time to make sure it was clean and smelt nice with just the right amount of ventilation. Setting his books up on the foldable desks he'd set up on the bed, the boy opened up the other desk too. His mom had asked him if he could teach her bestfriend's child some English as they were apparently in the same year as him. The boy was happy to help and agreed so now his mom's friend was going to drop the kid off at their house that he didn't know anything about.

And who else could it be other than the one and only. How fucking cliche.

The male was unsure of how to act when he heard his mom's voice and another women's before his door was knocked, opening as Mrs. Lee along a stern looking tall and built women in a police uniform appeared.

Felix got up and respectfully bowed to the women as she greeted him back, her friendly smile really unusual for her stern features. "Hello, dear. Thank you so much for your kind gesture. I've been looking for a good teacher for quite some time now but my child is… slow." She chuckled. "Maybe it'd be easier for her if someone her age teaches her…"

"Oh, of course. No problem at all. I'd be actually very happy to help. That way I get to revise too and study from a different perspective, ma'am." He didn't know why, but he couldn't stop the smirk from appearing on his face. Oh. She was trying her best to hide behind her mother but Felix had seen the pathetic little girl.

Oh how fucking perfect.

"Ah I hope my kid can learn well from you in not just academics but manners too… Now! Y/n-ah- where…" Her mother looked for her before turning around to find her hiding, gripping her wrist and pulling her in front of the taller boy. "There you are. Now… learn well okay? Felix will take well care of you" her mother glanced at the boy and he nodded, bowing a little bit as he said of course.

Y/n was trying not to die as she was made to stand right in front of fucking Yongbok out of all! How was she so stupid?! She should have put two and two together! Oh fuck! This was bad! This was terrible for her image! Now he knew that she was looking for tuition and not all that careless about studies as she seemed to act like back in school. And she also wasn't a badass in her private life.

Fuck.

"Be good. I'll pick you up on my way back, alright?" The girl had non-existent balls to brat with her mother as she was a firm police woman and knew how to get brats going. She had gotten enough harsh punishments from her mom to even dare to try. Y/n did her best to pretend to be a good kid. Or her mom had threatened to send her off to juvi or a boarding school! "Hm?"

The girl whimpered, feeling the boy's gaze burn into her very soul. "Y- Yes, mommy." She could only whisper back, head lowered all the way.

"Good baby. Now give mommy a kiss." Y/n could die of embarrassment right now, her cheeks burning as she felt humiliated. Oh she had no idea what was coming her way. This was nothing. Her mother still treated her like a 4 year old baby and not like she was 18. It was so fucking stupid!

"Y- Yes, mommy…" There was no use hiding. Yongbok could see it all and he was quietly observing it. Standing on her tippy toes because of being much smaller than her mom, Y/n kissed her cheek. "Bye, mommy." The copper ruffled her daughter's head before leaving with Felix's mother who was also dressed for work.

Lowering her head even more when it was just the both of them, Y/n held her bag right as she didn't turn around, not wanting to face the smug boy, whimpering when he stepped forward to close his door.

"She… doesn't know, does she?" Felix's deep voice pierced through her soul as he turned around to look down at her now, grinning wide. "Tsk… look at this cute little turtleneck and long skirt… those baby shoes and these pigtails…" Y/n felt her heart starting to pound when he suddenly tugged at her twin ponytails, her cheeks feeling even hotter in pure humiliation. "If only you were actually a good babygirl like your 'mommy' thinks and not a skimpy little slutty whore ridiculing people for no fucking reason at school" clicking his tongue, the boy walked to his bed and plopped on it in a relaxed manner, well aware that he had her exactly where a bitch like her should be. "I wonder how she will react if she finds out that you are actually-"

"N- NO PLEASE!" Y/n finally found her voice and rushed to him, helplessly pleading. "PLEASE DON'T TELL M- MOMMY! I- I AM SORRY!" She struggled, not knowing what to say. This was so awkward and strange. Something she'd never thought of. Fuck.

"Ahhh so you really are an all talk whore, tsk. Acting all cool and fearless in school but actually a pathetic little mommy's baby." Felix chuckled tauntingly and shook his head, eyes cold. Months. She'd been troubling him for months simply because he was a foreigner and made mistakes in Korean. "Come here, let me see. I wouldn't be surprised if you're also wearing a nappy under that cute skirt. Do you need a change?" He teasingly went to grab her arm which caused the girl to stagger backwards.

"N- No! No, Y- Yon- Felix! I- I swear I am not! I am not wearing a-- p- please! Don't do this! I- I won't bother you again! You don't even have to tutor me! Just please don't tell mom!" Y/n hated how pathetically she had to beg him.

"Ah… so it's suddenly Felix now, huh?" The male chuckled before speaking again. "Since I am not a pathetic slut like you, I won't tell your mom but in exchange, you'll have to be good for me. If you oblige, good. If you don't, I'll have to tell her, little one. Because what you're doing will end up harming someone really bad."

The girl desperately dropped her bag, sitting in his feet and holding his knees. "Y- Yes! Yes! Alright! I'll be good! I'll do whatever you want! Just don't tell mom! I don't wanna go to juvi or boarding-" her eyes widened before she slapped her mouth shut. Oh no! She didn't just tell him that!

Felix threw his head back and laughed. "Ahhh so it's like that, I see…" He was enjoying this. Looking down at her, Felix felt something stir inside him as his eyes got darker. She looked so fucking perfect kneeling under him like this. It was getting so hard to hold back now that he had her. "Fine. If you don't want to go to boarding or juvi, you'll have to be my little fuck piggy. And when I say that, I mean it. You'll be my literal plaything and there will be no denying my orders. You'll have to obey and be good like a brainless little slave doll… You will only know what I allow. You will only do as I say. No using your own brain, not that it is very smart anyway… That is the price." He had always had… dark desires. Which was one of the reasons he'd never dated much. But when Felix had seen Y/n all those months ago in school for the first time, he had unintentionally imagined how it would feel to ruin her to the point of despair before building her back up.

And now that he was so close to having it. Fuck. The boy was going insane.

Y/n nodded slowly, tears forming in her eyes as she bit her lip. "Y- Yes, I… I agree. I- I'll be your d- doll, Felix… J- Just please d- don't tell anyone… I- I beg you… I- I don't wanna g- go to boarding or…" A sob left her, his finger catching her tear amidst of falling down.

This was so wrong. But she deserved it. Felix was absolutely disgusted by bullies.

"Don't worry. Like your mother said, I'll take goood care of you." The naive girl had no idea what she had signed herself up for or just what his words meant. "Then… why don't you prove your worth by getting up and stripping to let me see my belongings... And, get those dirty little hands off. Fuck toys don't deserve to touch Master unless allowed." Felix swatted them off.

"W- What? M- Master…? S- Strip?" Y/n was lost.

"What else did you think? Some Wattpad romance where I make you my little sidekick or something before I confess that I've liked you all along?" Raising an eyebrow he pushed her back. "Get to it."

"B- But F- Felix-!"

"It's Master!" The male firmly spoke as he glared down at her, yanking one of her pigtails. "Come on now… time's running and we don't have all day my little toy. You better start behaving before it's too late…" Her sobs and tears satisfied him so much.

Y/n slowly got up with her head lowered, trembling as she stepped out of her shoes, slowly pulling her socks off. "I- I can't believe I am doing this in front o- of you.." She whispered while struggling to not collapse on her knees, literally shivering under his firm gaze.

"I also couldn't believe a person as rotten as you existed." Before he grabbed the hem of her dress, pulling her closer and snorting when she gasped, flinching when he leaned back again. Felix's foot trailed up her shaking leg, the top of his foot rubbing against her covered core before he grabbed the waistband of her panties with his toes, pulling them down from under the skirt. "Ahh… so little girl's mommy really doesn't put her in nappies, I see…" Before he looked back up at her face, his foot resting on the underwear between her ankles now. "Skirt off now."

The girl was wiping at her tears as she shakily undid the skirt before letting it fall, her heart pounding even harder when the cold air attacked her core before he made her pull her shirt up and off, suddenly ripping her bra off which caused her to scream.

"Tsk… you sure are jumpy and scaredy for how tough you act." The boy shook his head, feeding off her misery. "Pick that underwear up." Y/n reached for it when he finally removed his foot from the top of it, stepping out of it and picking it up, even her ears red now out of humiliation. "Put it on your head." Another sob left her as he pinched and played with her breast, loving the authority he had over her.

"Fe- M- Master…" Shaking her head, she tried to back away but Felix wasn't having it.

"What did I just fucking say?!" He snapped, towering over her when the boy stood up, making her cower down before she put the smelly article over her head, biting her lips to stop her sobs from escaping. "Such a good toy…" Felix cooed this time, rubbing her head as he pulled it down and covered her eyes with the waistband, pulling her pigtails out of the sides.

"Fuck… you look good. Just how a dumb brainless slut should look." Fishing his phone out, he smirked. "This proves how you've no problem with being brainless. You look fucking retarded but you're doing it because Master said it. That's exactly what this is about. Obedience" before he suddenly kissed her briefly, making her gasp.

"Now~ smile wide for a picture…" Before he turned the camera on and stepped back, making sure her whole body was in frame. Fuck. Felix was so fucking painfully hard. "Come on… don't be shy" he taunted when she sobbed in protest, making him switch to video instead. "Fine, then." His taunting smile dropped to a firm expression as he approached her, placing his feet on hers before he smacked her face, catching it all on camera.

"Aigooo~" he mimicked her, smacking her other cheek, uncovering her eyes but still keeping the underwear on her head. He decided that it will be a new style for her. "Look at this whore~" Y/n's flushed cheeks now received some more slaps before he placed his hand on her nose and pushed it back, chuckling loudly. "Awww such a cute little fuck piggy we have here… she loves this doesn't she?" When she continued to cry, Felix smacked her head and pulled at the girl's ponytail. "DOESN'T SHE?"

"Y- Yes, Master! Yes!"

"Good girl" pushing her nose back to look like a pig's again, the male spat at it. "Now tell Master you're thankful. Get on your knees and be good."

"T- Thank you, M- Master…" The girl cried out, slowly getting on her knees now. "Thank you s- so much…" Felix parted her legs by his foot, cutting the footage and tossing his phone on the bed before kicking her pussy, causing Y/n to jerk forward, face banging straight into his cock.

A moan left him before he grabbed both her ponytails, wrapping them around his hands. "Now I have a present for you. I bought it all a while back and have been keeping it hidden and safe for when I get a fuck piggy. And now that you're here, I'll give you it."

Yes, Felix was pissed at her and yes, he loved destroying her but he was no asshole. She still had that cute little whore face he adored.

Crouching down in front of her, he gripped her chin and kissed her lips again, ignoring her gasp and kissing her again before spitting right on her tongue. "Swallow it and wait for Master to be back. Face down and ass up. I shouldn't have to fuckin repeat myself."

Y/n trembled as she struggled to swallow his spit, bowing down on the ground, slowly raising her nude ass back up. A few moments passed with Felix bringing stuff over and near her, fumbling with things in his closet before he finally closed it and walked to her. "Aren't you lucky? Finding an owner without even looking. There's so many pets like you who have no Master… or not a good one at least, you know…" Standing behind her, Felix rubbed the lube all over the tiny and thick piggy tail assplug. "Aren't you lucky?"

The girl knew what he wanted to hear so she nervously started, having no idea what the boy was about to do. "Y- Yes, Master… v- very luc- AHHHH!" She could only lay there and weakly cry as Felix laughed loudly at her scream because he'd pushed the plug in, tapping her ass.

"Good piggy~" the male cooed and hooked a thin chain to a small loop on top of the plug, slowly making her sit up in silence, the only sounds being her weak sobs. "Just… give in… it'll hurt less that way and you'll be happier." His eyes were trained on what he was doing, the long chain extending from down her plug having nose hooks at the other end that he plugged in her nose, chuckling when her eyes widened as she located the small cage in front of her.

"Oh, yeah. That is your new crib" Felix was clearly loving this. Kissing her stretched little piggy nose, he placed the pink piggy ears on her underwear covered head, followed by a pink collar that had a small bell attached to it. "You look so beautiful…" Kissing her lips again, Felix attached weights to her nipples, making her whine out in pain as she tried to stop his hands. "Oho~" he swatted her hands away, grabbing the piggy hands and feet before putting them on her, finally folding her limbs and binding them.

"Hmmm… that's like a good filthy little fuck pig." Before he attached a leash to her collar and gulped, feeling his balls ache now due to the masterpiece he'd made, pulling at the leash to have her crawl in the cage before he closed it, chuckling at how she kept tripping. "Clumsy pig." Before he started to take pictures, taunting and humiliating her all the while.

.

When Felix was satisfied with the photoshoot, he opened the cage and walked to the bed, holding her leash and pulling her with him. "Now… the fun part." Before he tucked his aching cock out much to her horror, sitting down on the bed and pulling her in between her legs. Pumping his cock a little, the male moaned loudly as he started to piss on her face, chuckling loudly when she yelled and protested, trying to move away but only falling on her face, choking when he harshly pulled at her leash, forcefully pushing his cock in her mouth. "You better swallow that!"

Y/n started crying loudly again, wails leaving her throat as his hot piss started travelling down her throat, making her choke and gag as he loudly laughed. "What a useless piggy! Can't even be a good urinal." Before he smacked her face again, now starting to fuck her mouth fast and rough, hitting his hard tip against the back of her throat before forcefully pushing in, a trail of piss and spit hanging down her lips.

"Fuck… fuck…" Felix moaned loudly, his cock twitching inside of her and pulsating from how fucking good it felt. From her soft mouth to her tight throat, to how he could see his cock against her skin, her eyes widened when her breath supply would totally cut off from his balls getting stuffed between her lips.

"Fuck… you're no good… I'll have to train you plenty" her cries were causing shivers and vibrations up his cock as he fucked her face up and down his cock by her ponytails, kicking her pussy as he went faster and faster, his hips starting to ache from how much strength it was causing.

"What a dumb slut!" Pulling his cock out of her throat, he kicked her on her back, making her arch her back when the tail plug brushed against the floor. "I need that useless fucking pussy now. It better be worth it." Y/n felt scared and nervous for her vagina now as he warned and crawled over her now, pushing his way forcefully inside, biting down at her lip when he felt her hymen tear and lube his cock up.

"I am going to make an absolute mess out of you." He promised, his deep voice sending shivers down her sweaty body. "My mess."

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I am sorry if it was too rough sjskso you said like bullying gone wrong-

[elius-learns-to-write]

I Guess I wasn’t Worth The Effort

 for all my amazing 200 followers <3 y/n is a little bit of a bitch in this and I have no clue why hehe.

Summary: you didn’t trust Tony so he stopped trying 

You had a good life

A mum who loved you 

Friends who cared about you 

It didn’t matter that you didn't know who your dad was

You laughed as you watched your mum try to show MJ and Betty how to knead bread. “Come on put your back into it then” you called from the couch laughing even harder as Betty tried to flick some of the dough in your direction “oh shut up L/n, if you’re so good then do it yourself” MJ glared. It was a day like this you treasured. Days the girls would come over and just spend time with you and your mum, sure you loved spending time with Peter and Ned as well but there was just something bliss about this little group you loved. You were a family. “I don’t think the couch is really comfy” you smirked.

 Sure you got curious from time to time but you never pushed the subject 

It was the only time your mum ever got defensive 

When you talked about him

“Can you at least tell me what he was like! I have a right to know” you shouted, arms waving and pointing, face turning red from frustration in a way that made you look like seom exotic bird doing a mating dance. “Look I know you want to know about him but he really isn’t worth it” your mum tried to reason, she knew you’d want to know about him eventually she just wanted to leave it until the last minute. “Why don’t you let me decide that” you asked, a sense of pleading clear in your voice.

Knock knock knock, your mum’s knuckles lightly tapped the door, she didn’t even wait for an answer before popping her head through the door. You never understood why she did that; knocked to ask for permission but never waited for an answer. “Hey sweetie, look I know you want to know about your dad, it’s just he was never there for me and never tried to support me. I left before he knew I was pregnant. I did it so you wouldn’t have to grow up going through what I did” she sat on the end of the bed, the soft white covers giving her a sense of hope that maybe she could preserve your innocence or rather ignorance over what your father was like. “I understand and I’m sorry I guess I was just interested but now I’m not sure I want to know anymore” you smiled.

You always ended up talking things through though

So over time, with the drip fed information about him your mother gave you, of course you grew to resent the non existent man

The once childish wonder soon vanished 

Sure you wanted to know who he was still 

But it just didn’t feel worth it 

“So you don’t want to know him anymore?” Betty asked, still not getting it because the last time you talked about him you had your heart set on finding out who he was. “It’s not like I don’t want to know him, it’s just that if it didn’t happen I wouldn’t feel sad or let down” you explained, sipping your drink eyes focusing on the other people in the cafe rather than the stare they were both giving you. “And this my friends is why i read about people, so confusing” MJ muttered into her cup a smirk clear on her face

But then it happened 

You found out who your dad was 

And for some reason you resented him more

“Oh don’t play dumb Tony you know exactly why I didn’t tell you, you and your privileged rich fucking ass didn’t care about me and I didn’t want that to happen to them!” you could hear your mum screaming down the phone, words fueled by years of pain and bitter memories. “Mum? Who is it?” you called walking through the hallway into the room she was currently arguing in “No they’ll decide what they want to do, not you” finger hitting the end call button with so much force you would have thought it would break. “Was that my dad?” you asked the same childhood innocence your mum had wanted to protect seeping into your tone, the same voice you used to ask if your dad was coming to your party at age 5. The same voice that cried when he didn’t show up. The same wide eyes that would stare out the window waiting to see if anyone would turn up on Christmas after you asked Santa for your dad. This was either going to break that little heart of yours or make it blossom into the person you were meant to be. “You know who Tony Stark is right?”.

Of course you’d seen him on the news 

Him and his little group of heroes saving the world but destroying cities at the same time

You didn’t hate them, in fact there were people on that team that you held great respect for 

Just the ‘let’s splash the cash and party’ attitude Tony seemed to have

Anyway you agreed to meet him 

Decide if he was worth it

And what better way to do that then in the tower for dinner

“So what do you like to do kid?” Tony asked watching as you drank the glass of water Steve had poured you earlier “I don’t know normal stuff, I enjoy writing and English but apart from that I don’t know. Doing up old cars is fun'' the man's face lit up at that. At least you were giving him straws to grasp at. “Maybe we could do that together some time?” he asked, hoping to fill his words to the brim until it overflowed into his smile. “Maybe” you shrugged, turning to look at the awkward and polite smiles the rest of the team wore, clearly noticing your discomfort. “So Iced Americano, I heard you draw? That’s pretty cool” trying to diffuse the tension was probably the best way to go but a part of you just wanted to give Tony a sense of hurt he had given you by abandoning you even though it wasn’t his fault. “Uhhh yeah I do, not very good writing though” he chuckled eyes looking at Sam for help on what to say next. “So what do you like to write?” Sam asked.

It went on like that for the next few times you went over there 

You didn’t want to hate your dad it was just you were too scared to let him get close

What if he left again?

Your bond grew with the others though

Especially Steve, Sam and Bucky

“Okay now you have to pick up 4” you explained to Bucky who was still confused about how Uno works “Ohhh okay okay” he was drawing the needed cards as Steve spoke from his place on the floor “why do you hate your dad?” What a question for 2 in the afternoon. “I don’t hate him, I just don’t trust him, I grew up waiting for him and he never showed up and now I’m meant to let him into my life and act like the perfect daughter to fix cars and read silly stories to him? I don’t think so” you replied, shaking your head. The one thing you tended to forget about the tower was anyone could hear what you said. Tony could hear what you said and he did it here. That was the start of the end.

After that conversation Tony began to grow distant 

Just when you were ready to open up 

Starks never did do very well with communication 

So your already sketchy relationship got even worse

He didn’t know you trusted him 

And you didn’t know he was hurt by your comment 

So you stopped going and he stopped picking up 

“It’s fine mum I guess I just wasn’t worth trying”

[miss-nishinoya]

I have request: bakugo, tamaki, mirio reacting to reader yelling at them. Make it angsty. Pls. Hi btw. 👀

heyy muah 😽

mirio togata (x abusive reader)

"Hi, sunshine!" Mirio was late for the date. Again.

"Where were you?" You ask, with a extremely polite tone, and his eyes already loose all the light they had when he saw you.

"I'm sorry, darling, Eri wanted to play a little more and i-"

"And again you choose her over me, right? I'm starting to figure out your priorities in life." You insist on the calm, low way to say your words, and stare at him with murder eyes.

"She is a little girl... i love her as... as a daughter. H-how can you say something like that..." Mirio is starting to breakdown, starting to doubt his own feelings.

"I'm being realistic." You grab his arm and stick your nails deep on his skin. "She is not your daughter, and you'll never be able to cover the emptiness she already holds. Only a fool like you to think that she could ever see you as a father figure... All you do is be clingy and annoying around her!" Togatas eyes drops to the ground and he plays with the sleeve of his shirt to avoid the tears.

"It's ok if she does not see me like that..." He offers you a depressed smile. "All i want is to ease her pain, even if it's just a little. And i need to take care of her-"

"Of course... guess i'm just overeacting again, sorry. I don't need your attention and support as she does..." You know exactly what to say to put some guilt on his back.

"No-no, don't say that! Your feelings are important to me too, and i'm so sorry that i let you down again, i swear i won't repeat this..."

"Tsc... the same thing you said last time. And here we are, having the same discussion... you're so dumb i swear-"

"I'm sorry... let's just... enjoy our date?"

"Hah- Funny how you say that you care but try to avoid the topic at all costs."

"I'm- fuck, how could i be so unsensitive...? do it, tell me everything you are feeling. I promise i'll fix."

"Don't make promises you can't keep. The only thing that could solve this problem would be you let go of this... this... stupid child!" You stop the pressure on his arm and start gentle massaging the place. "It's between me and her. I won't take excuses this time."

"But, but..." Mirio take a moment to think of the best words choice. "Eri makes me so happy... after i lost my quirk my days has been only her... she helps me to forget too..."

"DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE?" The tone makes him focus on you again.

"No..."

"SHUT UP. SHUT THE FUCK UP!" You point an accusing finger to his face and straight your posture.

Before talking again, you take a good, long, amused look at how destroyed he is. A tiny smile emerges.

"I don't have time to your FUCKING VICTMISM! 'After i lost my quirk' *cry noises* THAT'S BULLSHIT. DEAL WITH IT! RECOVER ALREADY, USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!" You push him.

"You're right..." Togata feels like an idiot. Why can't he just surpass the pain? Why does he need someone to do it? He has one simple task and he keeps failing.

Useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless...

"DID I SAY THAT YOU COULD FUCKING SPEAK?" You aren't done with him yet. "WHY ARE YOU SO ANNOYING? YOU... SELFISH BITCH! Can't you think of others feelings for once? Damn..."

Mirio is taking everything you give him with a fake smile, but he can't stop the tears. You're right, you always are.

Is his fault. If only he had make to the date in time, if he was able to not always talk about himself-

"ANSWER ME NOW, UNWANTED TRASH!"

"I'm being so s-selfish..." The tears empaze his words in a way that would be painful to anyone that watched, but not for you. Tears mean that you won. "I apologize for being uncapable to solve my own problems... Please..."

"I'm done with this. Have fun babysitting Eri, because you just lost me." You proceed to walk away, but Togata runs to you.

"I can't do this alone. Don't leave me, please! I swear i'll be good, i will be always happy to you and you won't even notice my selfish problems. I promise, just please, PLEASE..." Mirio begging after all the yelling, all the bad things he heard... is the prove you needed that he is eating on the palm of your hand.

"I don't need a fucking dependent on my back!" With this, the sweet smile finally fades as he lets out a sad whimper.

"NO! I love you so much, give me just one more chance!" None of the "other times" were his fault either, but he felt as it was.

"I can't, you are destroying me, Mirio...."

"It wasn't the intention..." You turn away and he starts panicking. "I'LL DO ANYTHING, I'M BEGGING!"

"I already told you what i want you to do." You know that you're incisive and painfully killing any sign of joy he once saw.

"Sure, i-i will..." He is a crying mess, just to think that he would have to give up on his favorite person to have you.

"Amazing... Are you crying, love? Aw, don't be like that, shh... I'm sorry, i took it too far. I need to learn how to hide my feelings... shh.... It's ok." You hug him and pats his head, he doesn't stop crying. (this is not comfort and it's not a soft ending for clear reasons)

All the insults spin on his head, as he shakily curls into your chest.

Tamaki:

"Fairy... really, Tamaki?" The question floated in the air, as Amajiki only stared at his hands.

"S-she is m-my friend..."

Were she inducing him into flirt? Yes.

But did he tried to stop it? No.

You got so mad, watching your boyfriend sit there and watch as his "friend" threw herself to him.

"And because she is your friend, you think you are allowed to flirt with her?" It felt like you were dealing with a child, holding back your anger and jealousy so he don't get hurt.

"W-wasn't flirtying..."

"Oh, right. So how do you call it?"

"C-complimenting my friend..?" He makes himself as smaller as he can and waits, never staring at you.

"Are you playing dumb with me? She was obviously seducing you and you didn't move an inche!" It's so tiring how he can't stand for himself.

"I was being friendly..."

"FRIENDLY?" He flinches, starting to tremble and whisper to himself. "YOU WOULD'VE CHEATED ON ME IF I DIDN'T STOP HER!"

"N-no..." Tamaki hates screams so much.

"LIAR! STOP ACTING LIKE YOU ARE TOO INNOCENT, IT'S SO-"

You look at Tamaki and he is sobbing, asking for forgiviness but is barely audible. It breaks your heart when he starts punching himself.

The world is all blurry to Amajikis, he hates this part of his personality so much, and you were the only one that he thought understands him, that you understood how hard it is for him, but he is trying his best.

"Tamaki?" You were calling him since you noticed that you were screaming, but he spaced out. "I'm sorry, oh my god, answer me-"

The only one he thought fully understands...

"Sorry, baby!!! Look at me, oh fuck!"

Liar? Cheater? Is this all you have to say about him? Coudn't be more caring with the words?

Is in times like this that we really get to know someone, he ponders.

"I-i-i c-can't d-do this any-anymore..." He then runs for his life.

Amajiki told Mirio and Nejire about everything, and aa the protectors they are, both helped him to avoid you as the month passed.

Came to the point that Tamaki alone didn't look at you anymore, your face alone make him feel anxious.

and that was when you knew that the lovebirds feel apart.

Bakugo

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Katsuki was raging, for the third time this week.

"Angel, i would like it better if we sit here and talk..."

"Who cares about what you think?" He is stubborn, you can tell after 2 years of dating.

"Katsuki, stop being immature for a minute." You aren't on the mood to take his drama today, and he doesn't notice that he is crossing a line.

"What about YOU stop being A WHORE, SHITTY PERSON!"

Katsuki is mad at you for posting a pic with your guy bestfriend. His jealousy is getting out of hand, the photo has none romantic appealing.

"You better apologize now." You're firm with him, not backing up even when the little explosions start on his hands.

"I am the one to apologize? Fuck no."

"I literally did nothing wrong and you are screaming, of course you are going to apologize!"

"NOTHING WRONG?" Bakugo walks away so he won't hurt you. "YOU AND THAT LOSER POSTING PHOTOS TOGHETER WAS WHAT? A NIGHTMARE?" he replys to you and proceeds to spit.

"You're... disgusting, you know that?"

"SHUT UP! I'm very dissapointed with-"

"YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!" You suddenly stand for yourself, gaining confidence out of nowhere.

Katsuki is silent. He just heavy breaths and stare at you with seems like fear.

"I DON'T GIVE A SINGLE FUCK TO WHAT YOU THINK!" You yell and he is taken aback by your response, closing his eyes and trying to take more air.

"I HATE YOU! I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE, IT'S USELESS!" You start taking your things to walk away. "I won't insist into a failed relationship anymore."

He can't move.

All those years, he was the one pointing fingers at you, he was the one accusing.

And he doesn't know what to do now.

Katsuki is still upset, and his pride says to stay right where he is and pray for you to come back.

But he is not cold hearted as it seems, he wants you more than anything. Maybe he should give up only this time

Or maybe not.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

No.

YES

NO!!!

YES!!!!!!

By the time he is able to decide, you are already out of his sigh, out of the shopping you guys had agreed to met in, and you are out of your rational state.

Katsuki was not able to find you that day.

Katsuki was not able to fix it.

End </3