#auditor & child! reader

[headlessjest]

Y'all thought I was only a artist? Nuh uh!!! I got some dadness combat Hc stuff for y'all!!!! (Sorry if my grammar and writing is bad. I do write a lot but rarely post it and mainly keep it to myself.)

(All of this is platonic!!!)

Hank:

・To be honest, he's not gonna be the best father/parent figure in the world. He's a murderer for Christ sake! But he sometimes do set aside his responsibilities for you. Not all the time though.

・He sometimes forgets to feed you and when he does remember, they'll just give you a hot dog. Hope you don't choke on it.

・They'll play with you when he has the time to, but he's often busy 24/7.

・You one time threw up in bed and since he was too tired to clean your bed up, they just took you into his bed and let you sleep with him for the night. (Your room smelled awful in the the morning though..)

・Ya know how toddlers/little kids squirm away from their parents when it's feeding time or running away before going to bed? That's you both but 10 times more rougher and violent with it. He threw you once and you almost tore off their finger once.

Deimos:

・Smoker dad. He's a smoker dad, but he tries not to smoke around you, even if you don't mind it. Doesn't want you coughing a lot around him, almost sounding like you're dying.

・He also sometimes forgets to feed you, but he doesn't just give you a hot dog like Hank. He actually finds food that you don't choke on and feeds you it.

・I think some of y'all know my child! Reader design where reader has a harness right? Well, Deimos is the only one where he doesn't have to use it a shit ton. Because he always carries you by your feet.

・I think Deimos would try to rock you to bed no matter what age, both lovingly or just to tease you.

・Deimos always loves it when you watch him play games. He even loves it when you point out obvious things he didn't notice in the game.

Sanford:

・Probably the best dad out of all of them. He's such a loving guy and a massive sweetheart. Most likely got it from his mom.

・Would go nuts when you get an injury. He would flail around trying to find bandades, bandages, etc whilst comforting you at the same time.

・He loves to relax with you on the couch. When both of you are just really tired, you'll just relax on the couch and most likely fall asleep.

・He never forgets to feed you. He gets the right stuff and always has a timer for breakfast, lunch, pre dinner, and dinner.

・Whenever you get sick, he puts all his plans aside just to take care of you. He doesn't want to see his kid in pain.

Jebediah:

・Honestly, he's a neutral dad. He can be kinda strict but only due to his trust issues around Nevada, but he does care for you and wants you to have fun.

・He's always busy so he has a schedule that he always runs by to you when he heads out. He does write it down just incase you do forget though.

・His voice is genuinely comforting to me, so if you can't sleep or something, he'll read you a bedtime story or even sing you a lullaby.

・He never forgets to feed you, but when he's out for something, he has premade food and extra snacks just incase.

・You one time followed him and accidently got yourself dragged into the project nexus shit. He wasn't happy about that.

Tricky:

・Jesus Christ he's not a great parent. He a immortal demon clown and you expect him to be a good dad?

・He does feed you but not the right stuff...

・He one time took you on a high speeded ride throughout Nevada and he somewhat regrets it. You became temporarily deaf for awhile.

・Whenever you're tired but you can't sleep, he always, like always starts a pillow fight with you, hoping for it to tire you down.

・Honestly doesn't care if you get fed to much candy. He'll just let you rob a candy store and then eat it.

Sheriff:

・He's also a pretty great dad, but his cowardly ways can sometimes get in the way of being a parent in general.

・Don't be fooled by his cowardly ways, he will not hesitate to fight just for you. Except for Hank. You both will run away.

・Always loves it when you wake him up first thing in the morning just to eat breakfast. You're like an alarm for him.

・He one time showed you around Merc and you gotten pretty close with Church and Jorge. Y'all are like siblings pretty much.

・He one time let you wear his hat and you didn't give it back to him after. He genuinely had to find a new hat.

2BDamned:

・So he's not a good dad but he's also not a bad dad. He's also a little bit more stricter than Jeb.

・When you don't really work with him by eating or going to bed, he sometimes puts you in timeout.

・He also is way more better at fixing you up when you got hurt or sick.

・He never let's you have sweets. He always gets those vegan snacks that you thought were bad but are actually pretty good.

・Some of y'all would probably get this, but you know when you're working with your dad with something like the car, and you freak out when your dad asks for a certain tool and he gets upset from you not getting it quickly, yeah that's you two.

Phobos:

・Phobos is not a good dad. Final answer.

・The only few things that're sweet is that he always keeps the drawings you give to him. He'll look at them once in awhile when he's working.

・He always have his workers babysit you, the only times he's around you is when it's bed time or when all the workers can't babysit you.

・When he first saw that you were one of the cloning failures, he was gonna kill you, before you accidentally touched his heart by doing literally nothing.

・He watches over you on the cameras when you're hanging out with the workers and sometimes laughs a bit to himself when he sees you mess with them.

Auditor:

・They're not a really great dad. They always care about their work and gets a little upset they're not there for you.

・One time, you wandered into their office and just casually sat on their lap and slept there. They didn't move a single inch during that.

・You sometimes remind them of a cat, so they sometimes even carry you like a cat.

・Despite not having any lips, they try to give something that resembles a forehead kiss. Like a headbump or something.

・They hate that you grow up faster than them. (I Hc auditor that they're like 1000 years old or smth) They don't like that they'll see you grow right in front of their eyes and them not age a single bit.

Omg that last one was sad, uh.. Hope y'all like this..? Like I said before, sorry for any grammatical errors, writing errors, etc.

-Jester

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[kiatheinsomniac]

hi kia :) are you doing ok? i hope you are queen 💃 I was wondering if you could write how the assassins (altair, ezio, connor, arno, jacob) would react to a reader who suddenly passed out after standing up too fast 😭 it happened to me yesterday and it made me laugh so hard afterwards like thats the goofiest way to pass out ever 💀 iron deficiency queen 👏

☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: bestie mood. i stand up too quickly and immediately go semi-blind and have to lean on things for support lol 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: altaïr, ezio, ratonhnhaké:ton | connor, arno, jacob 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: none

｡･:*˚:✧｡ altaïr ibn-la'ahad

♡ he's got the fastest reflexes you've ever seen, he's lunging to catch you so you don't fall or hit your head. He immediately checks that you're still breathing and will cup your face in his hands and give firm pats to your cheeks while talking loudly to you, trying to pull you back to consciousness

♡ when he finds out why you've passed out, he's immediately reprimanding you and sending you to go and eat enough nutritious foods.

｡･:*˚:✧｡ ezio auditore

♡ he wasn't quick enough to catch you yes this is based on how quick you have to be to interact with the game or you don't get to hug Leonardo sobs but he does immediately check you over for injury, your head being the first he checks. He lays you on your back with your head in his lap as he waits the few moments it takes for you to return to consciousness

♡ he immediately begins to ask how you feel and if anywhere hurts and wants to know if you're sick or if you've been eating or drinking enough. He'll pick you up bridal style and cook you a meal himself if it's older Ezio but younger Ezio will lay you down somewhere cosy while he sends for a servant to cook for you.

｡･:*˚:✧｡ ratonhnhaké:ton | connor kenway

♡ he won't show it but he panics. He's watched his village be burned to the ground as a child and his life's work revolves around killing people so when he sees you drop to the floor, his first though isn't that you've fainted but that you've died.

♡ he soon gets over that moment of gut-wrenching panic though and comes to his senses, immediately checking you over for injury, checking your temperature and your breathing. He sets you down somewhere comfortable, assuming you're now on your way to bruising from hitting the ground. He makes sure that you get plenty to eat and drink, trying to use the most nutritious ingredients he can for you.

｡･:*˚:✧｡ arno dorian

♡ another one who panics due to childhood trauma: when he sees someone laid on the floor like that, for a moment, that awful memory of his father flashes before his eyes. He's not so good at hiding his concern as Connor is though. The panic is evident in his voice as he calls out to you and dashes to your side.

♡ Arno knows to make sure that you haven't hit your head or anything and he sets your head in his lap while he waits for you to regain consciousness. When your eyes do open again and you look up at him, you'll see teary eyes and shaking hands on him. But he's just relieved you're ok. You'll get a very pointed tongue-lashing from him following by him insisting on making sure you're well-fed and hydrated

｡･:*˚:✧｡ jacob frye

♡ with quick reflexes and his very extroverted personality, Jacob is either fast enough to catch you or surrounded by some Rooks who he can call to so they can break your fall if he's too far. His first worry is that you're overworking yourself so he makes sure you get a break from work

♡ cannot cook to save his life so he's had to go out and order food to bring back for you (or he's begged Evie to cook for which he now owes her many favours) but he insists that you eat and drink well to recover

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[ridingtorohan]

𓇻 ft. ezio auditore x civilian gn reader

𓇻 summary. There's just you, Ezio, and a slow, sleepy morning on a rooftop.

𓇻 content. platonic or pre-relationship. pre-Brotherhood.

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Soft strands of sunlight crests over the city walls, dusting over the roof slates in a golden sheen. It’s beautiful and tranquil, the starlight fading overhead into hues of gentle light. Early dawn has you feeling cold, a little uncomfortable under the brisk air. Monteriggioni feels quiet beneath the sway of your feet, the small city silent with sleep. Ezio barely breathes - and when he does, it’s relaxed, the motion slow. He’s, somehow, not quite what you imagined and yet everything all at once. Quiet. For all the charismatic clamor you see him with, he watches over the city with a sense of calm that Claudia has never spoken of.

Aristocratic nose, fine cheekbones and firm jawline, Ezio was without a doubt a cut of the finest cloth. Boisterous. Loud. Everything you’ve heard spoken about him - and even seen him act. This is a tender side you didn’t know existed, hidden beneath swaths of fine armour and silky fabric. Looking at him as you do now, his presence almost muted beside you on the rooftop, he seems more man than myth. Gentler, almost, even with the garment of metal strapped to his wrists.

Despite all the armour he typically wears, the imposing and broad figure he cuts, he’s everything but. You’ve seen him out and about, moving along the rooftops and city walls, scrounging for feathers - you still didn’t quite understand that— and tending to mundane jobs. He’s even swept out an arm to guide children back to their feet after a tumble to the street. Which happens a fair bit, even to a young child from your extended family.

Thing is, while it happens a fair amount - Ezio is there to stop it. Always visiting, moving between houses and tending to the people with a spirit and jubilance that you haven’t even seen the Lord cherish the town with. He loves it like his own, a home far from his birthright.

You don’t know much about Ezio’s past, only gleaned some of it from gossip and from Claudia. Even that isn’t enough. Enough would be to hear it from his own lips, to have the man himself explain. But, the strange thing is, despite all the good tidings he gives to the town, when he’s alone with you like this, he grows somber. A million miles away, lost in a world you can’t comprehend.

Other days it’s good. He tends to you like every other townsperson in Monteriggioni, making sure you have everything you need. You’re not even sure how spending time with Ezio like this even happened - what you did to make him choose you. There are many ladies who express an interest in him, many soldiers who want privy into his skills. But he chooses you, takes you for strolls and stops first thing at your market stall when new produce is brought in.

Today is not one of those days.

“I am sorry,” he says then, voice hard in the growing daylight. Not because he’s harsh - never is— but because that’s just how his words sound. “My mind is … quite occupied today.”

“It’s okay,” you breathe out, because it is. It’s okay. You don’t question where his mind goes.

There’s a long moment of silence before Ezio quietly elaborates, “It is close to my Christening day.”

“Oh-” You pause and consider his tone. “I’m sorry.”

His expression twitches then, mirth dancing in his eyes, dark eyebrows knitting together. A small smile plays across his handsome face, fingers spreading across his thigh. “Thank you.” He laughs, an unused sound that rests deep in his throat. “Ah, I’m sure you’ve already heard of Claudia arranging a party, no?” Your pinched expression gives you away and his laugh deepens, eyes turning away.

“She wanted it to be a secret-” You stop yourself there by instinct. But Ezio doesn’t interrupt, he never has. He’s attentive that way, always listening to what you have to say, even if it’s about the soil or the worms in your garden. “You weren’t supposed to know about it.” “She always tries to make it a surprise,” Ezio responds, eyes tender as he looks at you.

“And yet you know of it anyway.” There’s a twitch of his scarred mouth when you speak.

“Mm.” He gives a slow nod of his head, leaning back, brown hair moving from his shoulder to spill over his back instead. Ezio closes his eyes, the hazy sunlight moving across his face as it climbs into the sky. “Has anyone invited you?”

“The whole town is going.”

“Yes, I imagine.” Ezio laughs slightly then. “I’m inviting you as my guest.” It feels like it should be a profound statement - something awe inspiring or an utterance to make you gasp. It doesn’t. Instead, all you feel is a low seeping warmth that touches the tip of your toes. You look down, swaying you feet over the edge of the roof. Ezio isn’t saying it to be polite - there’s something about the way he speaks and acts with you that makes you feel like he’s genuine.

“Thank you,” you say after a moment. “That’d be great.”

Ezio says nothing to that, though you can feel his eyes turn from you back towards the city at your feet. An emotional eclipse washes over you and you’re left feeling cold. Every moment with Ezio is like this - inviting, like summer days and fireflies. Like he sees who you are and accepts it.

There’s nothing for a long moment, just you and Ezio and the slow march of time. Dew glistens on the lower tiles, the rough texture cold beneath your palms. “Thank you for going,” he says - and the way he says it makes it feel more profound than it originally sounds. Like it matters to him, like your presence is something he basks in.

You look at him, at his battle worn features, weary lines smoothing into something almost peaceful. He needs moments like this, you realize. Needs it like you do - the companionship, the ease from everyday life. The slow, quiet mornings, the yawning pull of life. An insurmountable, insignificant second of life - every second that amounts to something more. Because he exists, you exist, and this moment exists.

“I wouldn’t be anywhere else,” you promise, meaning every word of it. You enjoy these mornings with him just as much as he does.

#assassin's creed #ezio auditore #ezio auditore x reader #assassin's creed x reader #:// bros I CANNOT type Monte's full name for the LIFE of me #:// put a gun to my head challenge me to spell it and I will assuredly die #assassins creed imagine #assassins creed #assassins creed x reader #assassins creed scenario #ezio auditore scenario #:// can't stop won't stop writing soft comfort scenes for the men who had NO RIGHT TO GO THROUGH ALL THIS #reader insert #x reader #x female reader #x male reader #x gn reader #assassin's creed x you #ac x you #ac x y/n #:// call out to that one conezio fanfic where ezio hates his birthday #:// would ezio actually act like this? Who knows! I certainly don't #:// but I imagine ezio as being... prone to melancholy sometimes and yknow reader would feel ''safe'' to him #Queue

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

Male Yandere Husband x Pregnant Female Stepford Wife Reader

(I don’t think you’ve done anything like this yet? So if not, think you can try?)

I want him to be a master manipulator, but really delusional in a loving/devoted sense. Believing that what he’s doing is for our best interest, as well as the baby’s. That includes confining us at home, always being with us 24/7 when we’re outside our home, etc. And generally getting us to be 100% dependent on him, (like we already weren’t heavily dependent on him before…)

Thank you!!! 💝

Yandere! Husband! Politician x Pregnant! Fem! Stepford! Wife! Reader

SORRY IT TOOK ME LONG TO GET THIS REQUEST DONE!

I got busy with University that I only got to write right now. I'm so tired lol

Journalism is... Something...

I had a hard time incorporating the yandere stuff with such a willing reader, but I tried LOL.

This one's only got two sections, since the both of you are married already, so it went straight to the yandere-ness.

But here ya go! Requests will be back on once more!

BTW, the master list is up now! It's my pinned post.

Yandere! Politician name: Maximus

Maximus.

Just like his name, he was the greatest Politician out there. Whatever that means.

He's charming, intuitive, generous, kind, and compassionate.

Every election season, if you ask people who will they vote as a mayor or whatever position Maximus ran as, they'll say

"Isn't it obvious? Of course it's Maximus!"

So it didn't faze the people that he won whenever he ran.

As young as he is, he's always been active in the political sphere. From the student council, he's always been in the highest positions out there. Secretary, Vice President, and President.

Hell, if you ask him to do treasury, then he'll gladly accept and do it much better than the current treasurer or auditor. No specks, no crumbs, a clean liquidation sheet.

And when he graduated as the University president, local parties flocked towards him to invite him in their political party.

So many choices for the great Maximus.

After many days of researching and finding out the dirt, secrets, strengths, and weaknesses of each political party, he chose a party suited for the straight laced man.

That, and that you were there.

You were the unlisted assistant of your father, who was running as vice mayor, and is finding a mayor to be with.

This was perfect.

Maximus has always liked you.

Scratch that.

He always loved you.

You were the daughter of a well known governor inside your city. Pristine, shy, quiet, and always had a smile in your face, everyone back in school liked you. You were the epitome of etiquette and manners. If parents want somebody to compare to their child to belittle them, it would be you, little miss perfect.

Both of you live in a small city, almost a town size. So everyone knew each other, and you both lived in the same district.

it's just that he didn't fly under your radar from how busy he is.

Unlike your father, you never joined politics. You just sat there, studied, did some small knitting projects or sewing. Maybe even drawing if you felt like it.

At first, Maximus didn't really pay you any attention, until he heard your conversation with your friends.

"What? Seriously?"

"I am serious." Your melodious laugh echoed through the empty halls. It was already 5pm, and only a handful of students are left.

"But... That's so traditional lol."

"I know, but really. I just want to stay at home, serve my husband, take care of our kids... You know, the gist."

"But, you said you'll do Social work, Home eco, or culinary in Uni. So what's up with that?"

You just smiled at your friends until they said "oh..." in understanding.

Those courses can help develop your home rearing skills.

"I mean, sure. If you're happy with that." One of your friends finally broke the silence, followed by "meh's..." "eh..." and grunts of approval.

"Thank you for accepting for who I am." You smiled once more at them and they gave you an understanding grin.

Then and there, Maximus became curious about you.

Maximus also had a traditional way of thinking. Not all women, but his wife should just be staying pretty in his home, while taking care of their children...

He knew that only a small percentage of people would be open to that notion, and he was fine with it.

It did made him feel lonely sometimes. He's always dreamt of a domestic life, but the woman is always a faceless grey glob. He just can't see somebody in his life who would be willing to be like that.

So when he heard your conversation, that night in his dreams, he woke up sweating and confused when the faceless glob greeted him. But rather than the glob, it was you. Smiling with two children who looked like the exact perfect mix of the both of you.

"What the fuck..." He breathed out of his mouth, shaking his head.

Now, every night, his dreams were infiltrated with you.

And that started in highschool, all throughout University, up until you both graduated.

Your paths never crossed once more, since he's in AP classes most of the time, both of you were on different blocks in senior highschool despite having the same strand, and he chose Political Science in University while you did BS in Home Economics. But he always peeled his eyes for you. Dismissal, lunch, even breaks.

His friends teased him for having such a long time crush, and he just laughed and waved his hand.

And when the both of you graduated, he's about to confess his feelings when he saw you talking with a man, with eyes so wide and filled with adoration.

He felt his heart break.

He was numb, standing there and looking at you interact with the man who was smiling down at you with a ruffle on your hair.

He felt irrationally jealous.

Wait, him? Jealous?

He never felt jealous.

Did he?

He doesn't know anymore.

All he could see is you holding a bouquet of lilies and smelling it while the man hugged you.

He wants to rip the man limb from limb, desecrate his body, and feed it to the alligators.

Why is he wrapping his arms around you like that? He never heard you getting a boyfriend?

And he has a lot of connections to know.

Then he scoffed, like a breath of fresh air rushing into his lungs.

He needed a break.

When did he act like this? When did he become so...

He doesn't even know what it's called.

He's always been a good man. One that doesn't know anger, jealousy, possessiveness...

But what's this? Feelings that stirred inside him threatened to spill out.

So he ran away before it would get worse.

Years later, seeing your name in that certain partylist, he knew he had to join it. Just for a one sided closure he needed.

"Hello! You're Y/N right? You went to the same... School as me!" Maximus said, leaning his upper body to meet your face. His face soft, gentle, and mellow.

"O-oh! Hello sir Maximus! I knew we did, but I didn't know you knew me..." You shyly answered, your thumb brushing against the back of your other hand.

Maximus gulped.

He didn't realize how much he is missing you.

His eyes scanned towards your desk and his eyes widened a bit when he saw the man once more with you in a photo, but this time, with your father and mother.

So, with his trembling lips from the sudden hope bubbling inside him, he pointed.

"Is that your family?" He whispered and you nodded with a soft smile of adoration.

"Yes. I love them a lot." You said, caressing the photo. "That's my dad, mom, and my big brother."

"Oh! That's amazing. It's rare to see a tight knit family nowadays. I mean, families falling left and right, can't people just communicate and--" Maximus rambled, not even caring if the things he's saying is insensitive. He was just so happy that he actually has a chance to woo you.

"Is that so? I mean, my family had fallouts, and sometimes communication is not enough. Actions speak louder than words, of course." You said, carrying the conversation further.

Maximus grinned before taking a seat beside you and talking about deep, familial stuff. With him sprinkling hints of him being a traditional man.

You didn't miss the hints, evident from the blush forming on your cheeks and the shyness emanating from your words faltering.

And he found it adorable.

Once you both ran out of things to debate, he held your hand gently.

"Hey, y/n, what do you think about going on a date with me?"

The rest is history.

"Darling, I'm home!" Maximus yelled once he got inside the mansion. "Today was a bit of a mess..."

Maximus heard an excited gasp and shuffling before he saw you waddling towards him, with a 7 month pregnant belly.

"Welcome home, darling." You greeted him with the smile he loves.

You took off his coat and hung it on the rack, before guiding him towards the kitchen.

"I helped cook today! The dinner for this night is lamb ch... Maximus?"

Maximus has a frown on his face, looking at you with such a disapproving look.

"Darling, why are you working in the kitchen?" He gently asked, caressing your belly. "You're pregnant, you need to rest always!"

You shrunk down a bit, sad.

"But I want to serve you again..."

Maximus' eyes softened at your words before giving you a loving kiss on your forehead.

"I know, darling. But that's what the chefs are for right? The servants too. I hired them to take care of you. Of us." He said, guiding you to the couch and gently sitting you down. "I don't want you getting tired. You're already being burdened by being pregnant and nurturing our child."

You nodded, easily swayed by his words.

"I know... Give me a kiss?" You asked, tilting your head up. He chuckled and gave you a soft peck.

"There. Now stay there, alright? We'll be eating here in the living room. You're already walking too much." Maximus said before hugging you and going to the kitchen.

Once he got to the kitchen, he grabbed a knife and threw it at the chef that was already cowering in the corner.

"Why did you let Y/N work?" He growled out, his eyes sharp, deadly, and authoritative.

Ever since you got married to Maximus, his protectiveness shot through the roof. He doesn't like it when he doesn't know where you are, he doesn't know when he doesn't know what you are doing, he doesn't like it if you talked to people he doesn't know personally.

He installed cameras, mics, and planted people around you that he knew he can scare into submission.

Especially now you're pregnant, he's making sure you always stayed beside him.

When did he become so twisted, from the nice, generous, and kind politician, to something like... Him?

"S-sir, the madam insisted on cooking for you!" The chef trembled out.

You were a rare type of woman who was so open to just being at home, and be the wife he needed to see every time he goes home.

He can't let you go.

Ever.

Maximus sneered and bit his nail, eyes sharp with thoughts.

"I need to drill in more thoughts into her pretty head..." Maximus grumbled.

You were already so willing just being inside the mansion, and so open to his manipulation that you weren't aware of.

He told you that you don't need to go out, that the world was a scary place for a wife like you. And that whenever you go out, you needed to be by his side.

He's already working so hard serving the city, and serving you is a bonus, and a privilege.

He's so occupied with taking care of the place both of you growing up, yet had the time, love, affection, and care to single you out and shower you with his attention. Why would you need to do anything other than serving him as his wife? That's blasphemy, and selfish.

He drilled that in your mind.

And you were so accepting of the fact too.

"If she insisted on helping in the kitchen once more, tell her 'what would sir think?', okay?" He spat out at the poor chef before suddenly smiling. "Don't tell anybody this, or else your family gets it."

He walked away with a triumphant smile and grabbed the food from the counter.

He walked towards you, and saw you scratching your cheek softly confused and scared, almost.

"What's wrong, darling?" Maximus asked, worry etched on his face as he sat down beside you.

"Oh, uh, I just..." You gave him your phone, which was ringing with the number of the exclusive nursery room designer he hired. "C-can you talk to him? I don't know what to do..."

Maximus shivered, seeing you so dependent on him.

Clueless on what to do, on what to say.

He smiled before taking the call for you, with his hand holding yours.

You didn't even start eating yet, waiting for his words to start.

His cute little wife can't even eat by herself.

How... perfect.

This was his perfect life.

With the perfect wife.

And he'll be damned if he didn't protect this.

If he didn't protect you.

So just be swayed with his words and put yourself in his palm.

He will make sure you are well taken care of, and that your pretty little brain will not hurt from thinking too much.

That's a promise.

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ezio auditore x shy!fem!reader ?

Il Dottoressa

Pairing: AC2!Ezio x ShyFem!Reader

Summary: Ezio has a crush on you, the doctor's daughter; or where Ezio gets hurt on purpose to see you.

Warnings: non-canon compliance, non-history compliance (i had to adapt), LONG ONE-SHOT, no description of reader, FLUFF, blood, injuries, italian translated using translator

Author's Notes: hii, thank you so much for requesting <3! i hope you enjoy reading it because i had tons of fun writing it! just a reminder: my requests for ezio are still open! click here for more info!

You should consider yourself a lucky woman. Your father Giuseppe was a man of Science, a doctor who always cared about your well-being and education, especially after your mother's death. He didn't obligate you to wed or have kids like most parents.

For him, for you to carry the family's legacy was to become a doctor. So you did your best to learn as much as possible, in secret. To the rest of society, your father suggested you be portrayed just as his errand daughter. Nobody knew the full extent of your abilities. So you advised treatments, assisted your dad in the shop he had, and turned out to be every child's favorite doctor. They were easier to talk to than most adults. You meet Ezio on your first day alone at the shop. Your dad had to help a patient with an urgent matter in another town and gave you clear instructions on how to proceed.

"They will try to bargain but do not drop the price too much. Let them think they got a deal."

The day went by relatively easy. Two regular clients pass by to get some medicine and talk a little. After a few hours of boredom, you open a book and let your eyes wander through the pages. Your dad may allow you to help with surgery next time if you gather more knowledge. You also needed to focus on having a steady hand...

"Scusi."

Startled by the sudden voice, you held your book close to your chest so it wouldn't fall. When you turn around, you immediately recognize the man: Ezio Auditore. Your dad had alerted you about him: the questionable man with a white robe and hood that always paid the total price. Your dad ordered you not to over-extend the conversation with the strange man. Your attention goes to his arm, where he was holding a torn, bloody sleeve. You don't need to predict he will ask you for a curative. You point to the chair, and Ezio sinks into the chair.

You get some alcohol and some clean cloths. You have no reason to be afraid or nervous; you are in the middle of town, and the man won't do anything. And now, most importantly, he was a patient.

Ignoring your internal concerns, you focused on working. His torn sleeve was soaked with blood, but you no longer saw any blood dropping out of the cut, so you concentrated on cleaning the blood from the injury with alcohol. Like most people, Ezio didn't react to the pain, so you continued. Then you begin to wrap his arm in a bandage. That cut had to be done with a sharp spear.

"Where is the other Signore that stays here?" Ezio asked, his voice sounding tired.

"My father had business somewhere else," You responded, focusing on finishing the bandage. When you are done, you make sure it was all secured. Looked perfect.

"So I won't lose my arm anytime soon, Signorina?" Ezio attempted to joke, giving you a faint smile, and you ignored him. You placed your stuff on the shop's cart and waited as he checked your work.

"Grazie. I haven't seen any women doctors around town. What is your name?"

"It will be 30 florins, Signore."

"Va bene," Ezio put the money in your hand, and you counted. It seems he gave you an extra five florins. He was already gone when you lifted your head, disappearing in the middle of the people. You want to call his name and catch up to him, but you shake your head. He either purposely did that, or it was just a mistake. 

After that day, your dad decided you could stay in the shop alone. You were so excited and thrilled. Your dad could now go to another town as a doctor while you cared for his business. 

You glow with pride and happiness. You see Ezio Auditore once or twice, jumping around buildings, doing who-knows. He didn't seem to notice you, which you thanked mentally. You had asked your dad what exactly Ezio was doing, and your dad affirmed it was neither your business nor his to know, it just looked dangerous. Ezio only appeared in his shop with parts of his body hurt, cut, bruised, or broken more than the average person. As curious as you are to ask, you understand your dad is done with this conversation.

The next time you see Ezio, he has a dislocated shoulder. You try to give him something to bite, but he shakes his head, gritting his teeth. You want to ask how he got this, but it is not your place. When you pop his shoulder back into place, Ezio grunts. You recommend that he avoid using that shoulder for more vigorous activities. Ezio gives you a half-smile as if he knows something you don't.

"It will be 50 florins this time."

You feel he gives you more florins when he hands you the money.

"You are giving me too much, Signore."

"As a thank you. Can't I do that?"

You don't really know how to respond to that. It is his money. Extra money even. Before you can answer, he grabs your hand and kisses it lightly. You freeze in your spot, unable to move.

"Name is Ezio Auditore. Can you tell me yours?"

It is your first time giving a good look at Ezio Auditore. He seems to have brown hair. He has a scar across his lips, now with what appears to be a naughty smile, which just makes him more charming. He is staring at you, really staring at you. You want to protest, but your voice dies down your throat. You gulp, trying to find something to say, but nothing comes out.

"We shall see each other around, Dottoressa."

And you do end up seeing him, now what it seemed once at least every week. Ezio appears with a horrible bruise on his back and watches, delighted, as you look away, mortified, when he lifts his robe. He appears a few days later with a raspy cough. Then, comes back three days later, alleging he fell to his head and had a horrible headache. You want to ask him if there are no other doctors in town, but hold your tongue. And Ezio was sincerely trying to make you smile and laugh most of the time.

Like when he appeared with a bow attached to his back. You took it out carefully, ensuring you didn't hurt him too much or cause him to die. Besides, you were thankfully thanking his presence at this point: the rate Ezio got injured, he would end up being your first surgery.

"Does it look like I die today, Dottoressa?" He exclaims as you finish cleaning the hole. Why he has to say that in such a sexy way?

"Not today, Signore Auditore."

"Ezio," He corrects you, as the other times, and you roll your eyes, ignoring him. When you are done, Ezio gives you more money than he should.

"I should not go far, probably. I will get hurt and come here for you to repair me." You answer him with a half-smile, too nervous to say anything else. You know he is getting hurt on purpose; he probably knows that as well, and instead of sending him away, you continue seeing him.

"Oh, mhm, I almost forgot," Ezio taps his body, takes out a book, and handles it to you. It seems to be about different kinds of poisons and diseases.

"What is this?"

"For you, Dottoressa. I have seen you read books about it and presumed you would like it."

You are surprised, flipping over the book with care. It looks expensive and updated. That would help you so much with your studies. You couldn't believe Ezio got you something like this.

"Signore Ezio, I can't accept it. "

"Per favore?" Ezio's voice sounds like he imploring, "You have done so much for me. It is the least I can do."

You want to say no and argue that he has already given you more money than he should, but Ezio appears so anxious for your answer. You feel the heavy book in your hands, and your desire gets the best of you. You nod, and Ezio's worried expression turns into a big smile.

"I will see you around, Dottoressa."

"Grazie, Ezio." You finally say when he is too far away to hear it.

After that, your relationship with Ezio got closer. Although you hadn't said your name, he seemed satisfied to watch you flustered when he called you "Mia Dottoressa favorita" or "Il Dottoressa Bella." Or when he continued to bring you more books. When you finally open them at home, they would have different flowers inside.

It wasn't hard to keep all of that hidden from your dad. Your father was out of town almost daily, traveling around Italy. It was also challenging to just not tell Ezio your name. Before, it was for your sense of security, but now, there wasn't much reason to keep it hidden. Ezio was nearly like a friend. Yes, he could be cocky and a little show-off, but he also had a gentle and entertaining side. He could listen to you speak for hours about how crazy the human body could be. He never interrupted you or seemed bored. On the contrary, it was like nothing else existed except for you. 

"Are you going to be a Dottoressa at the end?"

"Si, Signore Ezio. Your books are helping me a lot." You confessed, feeling breathless like always when he was around. Gathering all your courage, you finally ask him, "Can I ask you something?"

"Si?" Ezio's gaze looks full of hope.

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to. Why are you always so hurt? Who are you fighting?"

Ezio ponders for a moment before answering.

"For mi familia. I would tell you more, but- " You certainly felt like you shouldn't have asked now. Idiota, you think.

"Well, if that might help you... I am your Dottoressa after all."

"Oh, you are my Dottoressa?" The way he emphasized the word my! You wish a hole had just opened in the ground so that it could eat you as a whole. This was something regular now: Ezio always says or does something to leave you without words. One of those days, you will gather all your courage and do the same to him. 

But until then, you are happy that Ezio sticks around. Always afraid he will be one of these days badly hurt, and you won't be around to help him. You could only hope he would always come back to you.

EPILOGUE:

You are almost home when a few guards rush in your direction, screaming and pointing at the sky. With your heart shrinking, you look up, wishing that Ezio is safe tonight. Almost at your door, you hear a loud thumb next to a haystack pile. Looking around and assuring there is no one, you investigate the origin of the noise. To your surprise, you see Ezio badly injured. You run to kneel at his side, checking the extension of his wounds. It doesn't look well.

Merda merda.

"Ezio? Can you hear me?" He is semi-conscious, his eyes struggling to stay open. You can hear more guards getting close. With no choice and all your strength, you pull his body towards the haystack, hiding and praying that the guards won't see the trail of blood behind you.

The guards finally arrive, and your heart bumps against your chest as they investigate everywhere. You feel Ezio's rapid breath as you lightly place your hand on his chest as if keeping you there alive with you.

Ezio moans low, and you bend to his ear, whispering frantically.

"Shhh, I am here, Ezio, it is me. We will be okay."

When the guards finally leave, after what seems to take an eternity, you leave the haystack pile, making sure no one is around. Not hearing anyone, you hurry back to Ezio, attempting to make him fully conscious.

"Ezio, per favore, you have to focus on me. On my voice. We need to get you out of there, we need to bring you inside!"

"Dottoressa?" His voice sounds so weak it just breaks your heart. You hold his cheek, and his skin feels hot. A fever? What if he has been poisoned? You have to get him in your house, but you are afraid to pull him, and he dies, afraid you might be found by the Guards, and he dies. 

There is no time for this, Dottoressa. This is your patient, and you better save him. 

You pull Ezio's body with your arms to your house entrance. With difficulty, you place him on an old sofa-like, not caring about the mess. With not a lot of options, you rip his destroyed robe and his shirt. At this point, Ezio is shaking with cold, despite his body being extremely hot. You start disinfecting his injuries, checking how bad they are. It doesn't seem that he was punctured. While you clean, you notice the rest of his body for damages. You take his boots out, and with hands shaking, you rip his pants. Praying mentally for no injuries, you cut until his upper thigh. Nothing. Relieved, you focus on his head, letting go of his ponytail. No extensive injuries. Good. You continue cleaning and give him some medicine for his fever, covering his body with a clean sheet.

You let yourself get distracted by how long his hair is. You always theorized it was much shorter. You pass your finger through his hair, and Ezio lets out a long sigh. 

You know the following hours will be crucial. Ezio might react badly; you must stay awake if he needs you. If he was poisoned, he might respond during the night. You bring a chair close to Ezio, watching him peacefully sleep. You implore him to survive. You plead for him to be healthy. 

When Ezio wakes up in the morning, he is immediately aware of being in a strange house, not a cell. He tries to move, but his body just hurts so much. Last night, when he was on his way to see you with a small cut on his finger, he ended up getting in the middle of a mess. After fighting his way out, he was still followed. Tired and exhausted, he didn't know the extent of his injuries until he passed out and fell from the top of a building.

He examines around, finding you sound asleep in a chair. How he ended up there? Ignoring the pain in his body, Ezio sits down, roaming his eyes through his body. It could have been worse. He lifts the sheet, notices you cut his pants down and chuckles low. That seems to wake you up, and Ezio feels slightly guilty about it. 

"Dottoressa?" He calls you. You promptly get up, touching his head and arms to check for any signs of fever. Looks normal. You were glad you didn't choose the leeches last night.

"How are you feeling, Ezio?"

"I am fine, probably thanks to you. How?"

"I heard something falling from a building last night. When I went to check, I saw you badly injured. Had to hide in a haystack while the guards were looking for you. Brought you here and kept an eye on you for the rest of the night."

"How come if you have slept, Dottoressa?" He jokes, and you laugh, glad to see him alive.

"Now I owe you my life. How much is this even going to cost me, Dottoressa? Am I going bankrupt?" Ezio questions in a teasing tone.

"N-no? I am just glad you are alright, Ezio. I was so afraid last night that you were going to di-"

"You saved me, mia bella. Just to prove you should be my particular Dottoressa. Not anybody else's. Mine." He provokes you again, confident that you wouldn't answer.

"Do you want me? To be just yours?" It is funny to watch Ezio lose all the color on his face. For the first time, he is the stunned one, left without an answer, "What happened, Ezio Auditore? Is something wrong with your tongue? Should I check for you?"

You don't know if it is last night's stress or Ezio looking like he is losing his mind, but you laugh until your belly hurts. Ezio is confused at first but smiles, understanding your joke.

"Very good, mia cara. Very good. Joking with my feelings like that. I could have died last night, you know."

Cleaning the tears in the corner of your eyes, you pull your chair close to his. Ezio observes, curious, while you grab and hold his hand into yours.

"I wasn't joking when I said I could be yours."

Your confession makes Ezio's mouth drop slightly, but he quickly recomposes himself. He cleans his throat, with his other free hand calling you closer. You get up from the chair, your legs shaking, and he starts by caressing your chin. You close your eyes, and Ezio follows his touch to your cheeks and lips. He traces your lips with his fingers, admiring you as the most beautiful piece of art he has ever seen.

You melt in his arms when he brings you closer and finally kisses you. Holding into his shoulder gently, you kiss him back, letting yourself fully stroke his hair. Ezio's hands are placed on your cheeks. When you two finally break apart, you are both breathless, wishing for more. Your heart, your soul, asks for more.

"Dottoressa.."

You shake your head, smiling, and finally tell Ezio your name.

MASTERLIST | EZIO'S MASTERLIST

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[demigoddessqueens]

Hi, I wanted to ask you if you could write a one-shot about Ezio Auditore x Reader (Lorenzo's niece)?. where the two of them have an important relationship, which one day the reader discovers that she is pregnant and she immediately goes to tell Ezio but she finds out that he cheated on her with Cristina. due to the pain she decides to leave Florence and raise the child alone (the only ones who know about the pregnancy are Lorenzo, Giovanni, Maria and Federico) only later Ezio finds out and goes to look for her

Oooh bringing in the angst!! 💔❤️‍🩹 no happy ending here

You look down at her and your heart breaks. She looks like you and so much him at the same time. If things had gone differently, Ezio would be here with you both during playtime with the dolls.

He loved you. He loved Cristina. He risked everything to keep you and his family safe. He gave himself to you endlessly and selflessly. The network of ally spies revealed to you he had seen Cristina again.

Two of the four who knew were tragically passed, even though you knew Giovanni and Frederico would have been ecstatic to be a part of your daughter’s life.

For the longest time, you wanted to be angry at Cristina, at Ezio, at the world, but what good was that going to do? The poor young woman and you never got him in the end.

Now Claudia had become another informant, and her letter betrayed the timing of when Ezio was due to your abode.

Downstairs, you hear the commotion between your Uncle Lorenzo and Ezio. Raised voices and desperate pleading before thudding footsteps got closer to the doorway.

You held your breath for a split second as the door swung open, and Ezio burst into the drawing room with gasping breaths.

The little one turned to look at the disheveled man before turning back to her imaginations.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

The cracked voice betrayed all the anguish that been pent up inside the young man. Tear stains and sunken eyes painted his heartbreak.

“It was not how I wanted to tell you, but things do change…”

He took a tentative step towards you both with a hopeful expression. You hoped the situation would not involve raised voices. There has been too much of that through all the sleepless tearful nights of your pregnancy.

“Can I—?”

Any other time, you would have agreed to him, but nothing would ever be the same again.

“I am not sure, Ezio…I am not certain about anything…”

Outside your window, two doves nestled to each other protectively over their nest of new hatchlings.

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[ero-heart]

Ok this was in my head for a loooong time

The main 4 x young hank! Reader

So reader is from another universe where they are hank and they are actually too young like 10 or 12, while in there world Sanford, deimos, and 2bdamned are older than them, unlike hank they are obedient and weak but they are faster than hank and too kind.

So what if the main 4 meet reader By them accidentally opening a universal portal that blasts a small hank(aka you) that's all beat up as the main 4 see another Auditor but the portal closes before Auditor could get to it and the main 4 find out that you are actually a ten year old getting their ass beat by Auditor

Also the other Auditor in the portal was enraged that a you actually damaged their non-physical form with a cute kitty knife :)

I love it! We love a murderous child!

Also, I am so sorry for the delay! Felt kind of unmotivated yk

Reader’s pronouns are they/it for this one.

Cw: blood, gore, mentions of violence

FUN DAY WITH KID HANK!

(Main 4 + young Hank! Reader)

(Obviously platonic)

Just another day for the S.Q, it was dark and rainy, people were entering and leaving the building, either returning or leaving from missions, or leaving for a smoke, like Deimos was. Standing under the entrance along with the S.Q guards, making a little chit chat, they didn’t mind that he smoked so he stayed there, Doc has been pestering him to smoke outside since the smell covered the entire building. Deimos don’t really care where he smokes so he complied. It was a day like any other but there was something wrong, it was overly peaceful. Everyone knows Nevada is not a safe place at all and any soothing and quiet moment is a state of alert for anything to happen. Deimos looked around the streets, strangers having a little walk, no umbrella to protect themselves, wet paper getting stuck on the pavement, full of rain puddles. Everything seemed weird and the anticipation was getting not only him but the guards as well.

“…So…did you guys sleep well today?”

“I did thanks for asking Dave.”

“Me too, thanks Dave.”

“You’re welcome yeah.”

It was starting to get awkward. Deimos dropped his cigarette on the ground and stepped on it, ready to leave when something shot right at one of the guard’s head.

“Fucking called it!”

It dented the cement wall, squashing Dave’s head and painting it red, the thing then fell on the ground. It looked like a purple ball. The remaining guard got in position as Deimos patted his clothes to find his pistol, remembering that he left it with his other jacket on the laundry room.

“Boss we have a man down!”

The guard called on his talkie as they both took upon the portal that is formed before them. A shadowed figure glared at them before it closed. They looked at each other trying to figure out what the fuck happened as the purple bundle sat up and began to shake. The guard snapped his head right at it. Little arms flapping all around, little legs kicking up and down, it began to screech in anger, dirtying themselves with the blood of the dead guard.

“A kid? What the fuck.”

Soldiers started to come out of the HQ to find the confusing scene. A little grunt throwing a tantrum surrounded by gore on the ground. Some tried to approach them, asking the kid where their parents were, but they were only met with resistance and cat scratches to the face. The child refused to stand or move so one of the more compassionate soldiers decided to lift them up in order to bring them to the boss, not wanting to leave the kid alone. Deimos just watched the scene unfold, trying to keep a deadpan face as the soldier was being hissed and scratched at by the little guy. He wanted far away from that kid.

Hearing their own name at the intercom was never fun, Deimos was already forming an explanation as to why whatever he did was wrong and he would DEFINITELY never do it again. Doc was always a pain on his side, being monitored 24/7 because he couldn’t be left alone or else “a ruckus” would happen, whatever that meant. That was the original reason why Sanford was so close to him to begin with, being tasked by their boss to keep a eye on the man and keep him in line. What Doc did not expect tho was that instead of being influenced by Sanford’s serious and militaristic persona, Deimos was the one who influenced him to be more open and rebel up. So the only change was the name beside his that was called. This case was no different. Both were walking towards Doc’s office, discussing what could have been wrong.

“You did not take the lemons out of the vents last time and I know.”

“I did! I remember doing it! I think.”

“The building is still infested with flies you definitely didn’t.”

Upon opening the office’s doors, a purple shadow just dashed past them, knocking Deimos on the ground. They could hear the frustrated groan of Doc who approached them.

“Great you idiots couldn’t knock on the door before entering.”

Deimos sat up and looked at his boss, taking notice of how ruined the office looked.

“Tf was that doc?”

“That was the child who was spat out of the portal earlier. The one you just let loose on the base. I am cutting your payment.”

“What are we supposed to do?? Like??”

“I called you here to babysit that abomination at least until we know what to about it. But since they just ran away, your duty is to catch it.”

“Pff NO WAY”

Deimos got up from the ground.

“Do we look like nannies to you?? Hell to the NO we are taking care of that kid”

“Do you remember your contract Deimos?” Doc takes out the document that was conveniently hidden on his pocket, he pointed at Deimos signature, written with pink glittery scented pen, the only one available on the moment of signing, he could still smell the strawberries on it. He rolled his eyes.

“Tch fine..”

“Hey buddy,” Sanford put a hand on his shoulder “s’not a big deal! We dealt with far worse shit than that.”

Sanford definitely regret those words. It was a game of cat and mouse. Sanford knew what he was expected to do on this job, but out of everything, THIS had to be the worse and most embarrassing. Following the bloodied stripes down the hallways led them to find the kid making tricks with their roller skates on the cafeteria, currently rolling on top of the tables, jumping on one to another and knocking the hungry hirelings food off their trays. Sanford quickly ran and jumped on it, dashing after the little grunt. He thought about what his mom would do in this situation. She always told him he was a very calm child and never caused any trouble, but when something did happen she normally said the magic words that got any kid excited.

“Hey kid how about we take a little break huh?? How about ice cream?”

They just spun around to face him and stopped on their tracks. Sanford was not quick enough to stop and slipped on a spaghetti plate and flew off above the kid and falling right on a wandering troop passing nearby. Sanford cursed and quickly got up, half apologizing to the poor troop squished on the ground and looked around to see that the kid was nowhere to be found. Deimos arrived panting and gasping for air.

“Haa where.. hoo where did the kid go??”

“I have no idea.. maybe the gymnasium? It’s the nearest path for them to disappear to quickly.”

“Yea.. maybe they have gone there..”

“You ok there buddy?”

“No..can we do a little pause??”

“We don’t really have time for pauses dude.”

“Carry me then.”

Sanford sighed and knelt down for Deimos to latch on his back. When he felt Deimos arms around his neck he got up.

“We can’t keep doing this all the time when we are in a chase bud.”

“What? It’s not my fault my lungs are shit!”

Sanford side eyed him for a moment because it was definitely his fault.

Going on the direction of the gym, Sanford internally cheered to see the red stripes on the floor to it’s direction. Busting doors open, both men followed the stripes until it came to an end. Taking their face of the ground, before them stood none other than Hank, holding the kid by the scruff of the neck. He was doing his daily training when the little grunt zoomed by him, quickly getting snatched by Hank and lifted to his view. Sanford and Deimos took a sigh of relief to see the kid finally contained. Both never wanted to hug Hank so bad in their lifes.

“Hank! Our hero!” Deimos slipped off of Sanford’s back “You got them!”

Hank just looked at the boys and then at the child, who was comically trying to kick and punch him to no avail. He tilted his head to show his confusion, not really getting what the two where on about. Sanford took the kid from Hank’s hand and held it at a distance. It was when he realized how.. alike, the two were. Both Hank and the kid wore long clothes that hid their skin and wore colorful goggles to protect their eyes. Not counting the helmet and roller skates the kid wore, also the skirt that matched their colorful pants. Other than that both were pretty similar.

“Huh..” Deimos seemed to notice also, looking back and forth at the two Hanks before him. “Pfft hahaha this thing looks EXACTLY like you!”

Hank just gave a grunt in response and turned back to finish his curls.

“Oh! Oh! How about we call them Kid Hank? Kank??”

Sanford shook his head “It doesn’t matter right now we need to take them somewhere safe and entertaining to pass the time”

“Well the gym seems like a good pick, there’sa lot of cool things to play with and climb.”

Sanford thought for a second, it might be a good idea, the gym always was a playground for him when he was a small grunt himself.

“Ok let’s just let ‘em roam free here, it’s best to lock the door so they can’t escape.”

The rest of the afternoon was way less stressful. The only thing they had to worry about was the kid not dropping something heavy on themselves. Or fell on something blunt or sharp where their skater gear didn’t protect. They refused to take those roller skates off tho, so management should go more harder when they wanted to jump on the trampoline. Currently Deimos and Sanford were sitting on a bench besides the water fountain, taking care of the kiddie’s bag while they hanged and swing off the polia, with Hank pushing them. Deimos played with the bag’s keychains, looking at the silly designs and colors.

“Where did a kid found those? lol”

He decided to snoop inside the bag as well, only to be met with countless of weapons, colorful knives decorated with stickers and glitter, sharp scissors themed after cartoon characters, nerf guns (with pins instead of soft foam darts) and tiny brass knuckle rings with even more stickers. Maybe this kid was more alike Hank than he initially thought.

“Take your hands off of this Deimos! It’s not yours!”

“Wtf bro I was just looking for a card or paper with this kid’s guardian’s info damb.”

Sanford chuckles at his friend’s antics and goes back on watching Hank play with mini Hank. To his surprise Hank was fairly gentle pushing the kid on the polia, never in his live he thought he would see someone like Hank be so delicate. Though everything went on shambles as Hank gave a hard push and the kid let go of the polia, hitting hard on the wall.

“SHIT!”

Suddenly the gym doors were kicked open by doc. Deimos and Sanford jumped while Hank just stared at him. Doc marched to the kid’s direction and picked it up from the floor, then marched back to leave the gym, passing by the bench to pick the kiddie bag too. The three only looked at the distancing doc on the hallways.

“We can stop babysitting now right?”

Doc managed to find a way to contact the Auditor, who gave him a portal opening device to bring the kid back to where they came from. Before he could turn to his office, the kid tugged on his shirt collar, looking up at him with a bruised cheek. Doc paused upon seeing it, quickly turning the other way around to medical.

M.D Skinner looked at the bundle on Doc’s arms being put on the mat, now sitting and kicking their legs. He asked no questions as he went to work, putting in some ice on the bruise and attending other unseen wounds on their body. They played with his coat sleeves during the check up, also taking a hold of the stethoscope around his neck. He let the kid listen to their own heartbeat and let them hold other medical instruments. Doc watched the scene with great interest, never really witnessing a caring relationship throughout his whole life. Soon when the child was all patched up, Skinner gave the results. The kid had some non reversible injuries, that was the lack of their lips, but it didn’t seem to impair them. Skinner gave them a little lollipop and excused himself, wishing the both a great day.

Doc took little Hank back to his office, that was still in shambles. He put them on the table, glad that they already seemed tired from playing so much and now distracted with a lollipop, so they aren’t as energetic as before. Taking the portal opening device and placing it on the ground, everything was ready.

“Ready to go home buddy?”

The kid nodded their head, they were kinda sleepy. Upon activating the portal, a shadowed white figure immediately bursted through it, with flaming purple eyes glaring at the two. The figure took a pink decorated knife off of its form and threw at the table, besides mini Hank, who immediately brightened up upon seeing it.

“This child was spat off of a portal earlier this day. It must be yours.”

The figure turned to Doc. “This little monster always causes trouble back there. It fell through it while I was trying to catch it.”

“Well it’s here now you can have it-“

The table was now empty, looking around the office only a purple blur could be seen entering the portal. The other Auditor began to shake.

“HAAAANK!!”

It immediately ran back through the portal, beginning another chase with the kid. Doc could only shake his head, feeling a strong sense of deja-vu seeing all of this.

That was kind of long haha I am really sorry if anything was ooc qwq I also drew kid Hank’s design for this fanfic! Hope you like it! Stay safe 💞

#reader insert #x reader #fanfic #madcom x reader #madness combat project nexus #madness combat x reader #platonic

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The Diamond Queen: Homelander

Homelander/John x reader(platonic), Soldier Boy/Ben x reader(mentioned, romantic), Reader x other female characters

Summary- You have a history with Homelander

Warnings- baby John, mentions of drug use, mentions of soldier boy's "death", herogasam, strap on sex, drug use, snorting of bodies, gxgxg, slight temperature play, more on readers' past

A/n- this is a prequel to Parts 1 and 2

Taglist for this series- @the-house-of-auditore-frye

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Earving got placed in a medically induced coma after you returned from Nicaragua. They were worried he wouldn't pull through but his powers helped keep him alive. But Ben had destroyed him far beyond repair. You sat by his bed every day, crying.

It wasn't until Vogelbaum called for you. It took a bit of convincing but soon you were standing in front of his institute. It wasn't the first time you were there, you would be called occasionally when an out-of-control supe needed to be controlled or calmed down in their words. 

"I'm so glad you were able to come we know you're going through a lot with Noir and Soldier Boy. God Soldier Boy, hard to believe-." Vogelbaum started, 

"Just show me the supe." You cut off Vogelbaum and he frowned. You looked so drained of life, but who wouldn't? 

"Follow me." He led you through the facility and into the pediatric ward. It made you uneasy, controlling a child pained you. 

"A child?" 

"I know how much you hate it, I'm sorry." Another scientist was standing right in front of the door, making faces through the window. When he saw you approach he backed off and they let you look through the small window.

"Oh." A tiny baby, who could barely be a year old sat there all alone smiling and laughing as he held his blue blanket. "He's laughing, seems fine to me." You say not taking your eyes off of the baby. 

"That's why we called you, we think we have something here, but we need him to display his powers." 

"You want me to force a baby to use its power?"

"We'll pay you, double what you usually get." 

Money is money you thought and opened the door. You walked in and the giggling baby looked up at you with a big gummy smile.

"What's his name?" You asked Vogelbaum.

"John." 

"Hey, John." You say and sat down, crossing your legs. John crawled to you with his blanket in his hand, he grabbed your knees and used them to push himself onto your lap. "Oh hey." You grabbed him under his arms and held him tightly. As your hands touched his bare arms you felt a sudden electric shock between the two of you. Your eyes softened and you brushed his hair to the side. "Why do they have you locked up here? Hmm?"

He squealed and grabbed onto the hem of your shirt. His bright blue eyes stared right at you, instantly melting away any stress you had.

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Since the day you met John, you visited him every day. You created a bond with the child. 

Vogelbaum watched the interactions every day as well. It fascinated him, the connection between you and your former fiancé's child was extraordinary. You didn't seem to know John was Ben's, and he'd like to keep it that way.

"Happy Birthday John, I got you some cake." In a singing voice as you carried a gift and a whole cake into the now 8-year-old's room.

"Thank you Y/n." John came up to you and instantly hugged you tightly. It was a very tight hug, any normal human would have been crushed. Ever since John started to display his powers you were there more. You calmed him down most of the time. As he did burn straight through one of the workers just the previous week. 

"Guess what flavor it is?" You say and set the cake down on the table.

"Vanilla!" 

"You got it!" You handed him the bag with his present and he sat on his head and instantly started ripping it open. 

"Cool! These are limited edition Payback figures!" 

"I know, luckily I know a few people." 

"You're the best." He hugged you again and out of the corner of his eyes a lit-up cake. It floated in front of him and he backed up. 

"Make a wish." John's eyes flicked up to you and back down to the cake. He thought for a moment and you made sure not to let your mind wander. He blew out the candle and you clapped your hands.

"Y/n?" 

"Hmm." 

"Can you watch the first Soldier Boy movie with me?" You knew you should've said no but John was giving you puppy dog eyes.

"Okay, sure."  

The two of you settled on his tiny bed eating cake. The entire movie John pointed stuff out, you tried to listen but every time Ben's face appeared you shut off. It wasn't until John shoved you hard that brought you back.

"Y/n? Are you okay?" 

"Y-Yeah sorry." Your voice broke a bit.

"I was asking if you ever met Soldier Boy. Since you know, Noir. Your brother worked with him." 

"Oh yeah, i-i met him a few times. He was everything the movies and the media made him out to be." 

"That's cool, do you think there will ever be another Soldier Boy?" You looked down at him and swallowed.

"I hope so, the world needs its superhero." 

You knew deep down that was Vought's plan. John has shown exceptional, dangerous power. Something that interested them heavily. 

"I wish I had your abilities, I hate mine. I hurt people." He says and his nose twitches. You set your plate down and wrapped an arm around him.

"I hate mine too, they aren't as fun as everyone thinks they are." John smiled at that.

"Just another thing we have in common."

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It was the tenth anniversary of Ben's death(or disappearance). The world was celebrating their lost hero, mourning. 

Herogasm was mourning differently. You had never seen so many people fucking in one place. You have gone to herogasm quite a bit with Ben, but it was never this packed. 

Your nose burned as you snorted the white substance off the girl with fire abilities pretty pussy. While the girl with ice powers shoved her ice dick far up inside of you. You were high as a kite and loved it. The difference in temperature and the drug made your orgasm 10 times more intense than usual. 

"Fuck." You moaned out and lifted your head but got your face instantly shoved into the girl in front of you. She rocked herself harshly, moaning loudly as her clit ground against your nose. You opened your mouth as she came harshly, jerking her hips. 

"Thank you." She breathes out and the girl behind you pulled out making you whimper. 

"Want to have some more fun?" She kisses you should and you smile hazily.

"Another day." You say out of breath and flip yourself around. Both women stand up but before leaving they leaned down and pressed a long kiss to your lips before pulling away and turning to each other, pushing their lips together and you watch steam pour out from between them. 

"See you Y/n." You watched them leave to join whatever other group there was. You stood up and started searching for your clothes amongst the heap of them. 

You walked out of the house fully clothed, denying any advances or invitations on your way out. You even stole a bottle of tequila.

Fireworks popped in the distance. All for Soldier Boy.  They all acted like they fucking knew him. They knew Soldier Boy. You knew Ben. 

You sat on the wet ground, drowning the bottle of alcohol. You hadn't touched a bottle in years. Both alcohol and drugs.

When you first received the V and discovered what your abilities were. The voices were so loud. You couldn't control it, you couldn't shut them out or just focus on one mind. You were at a party and on the verge of tears of how sensitive you were when someone offered you a little bag of powder. It was your medicine until you finally learned to control it. Ben helped you control it, and he didn't even understand it. 

Ben was the one thing on your mind. It made you think of what your life could have been like if he were still alive. Would the world finally know who their beloved hero's love is? Would your relationship be accepted? Would you have had your wedding? Kids? Would he have retired? 

So many questions and no answers. But they made you think of John. You've known the boy for almost 10 years. He felt like your son. You watched him grow. You practically raised him. He could be your son. 

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That's how you ended up in front of the institution. Eyes bloodshot. Could barely keep up. 

You opened the doors and walked right past the front nurse. She called you for saying visiting hours weren't until the next day but she got cut off by her neck snapping. You forced the security doors open and alarms started blaring around the building. 

Workers noticed you and immediately got out of your way. 

"Where's Vogelbaum?" You slurred at one and they shakily looked around, stammering over their words. 

"I'm right here." You whipped around and almost stumbled but caught yourself. "Seems like you're having a night, why don't we talk in my office." He points back behind him. 

"Don't bullshit me." You cocked your head to the aide and you were in his mind. He was nervous, everyone was. But Vogelbaums's mind was screaming something about a collar. "What collar?" 

"Y/n, don't. It's been a day for you, with Ben and his-." 

"I'm taking John with me, he-he deserves a good life."  You say and the scientist sighs.

"We can't let you do that." That made you laugh.

"Did you forget who I am? What I can do?" you simply closed your eyes and everyone in that hallway was under your control. "Bring me John." 3 people walked away like robots, while everyone else was frozen at attention. It wasn't long before John screamed your name down the hall.

"Y/n!" You turned around and immediately opened your arms. When he got closer he stopped. "Are you okay?" You probably looked terrible, horrifying to a child. 

"John is okay, I'm here to take you home. We can be a family." At the sound of family, John immediately perked up. 

"Really?"

"Yeah." He smiled brightly and ran into your arms.

"Can we leave now?" He whispered into your neck and you nodded.

"Right now." As you pulled apart Johns's eyes widened in shock.

"Watch out!" You turned around but it was too late. Someone in all black stood there holding a silver collar. Before you could react it got slammed on your neck and it locked. Your hands grabbed at it, trying to rip it off but to no avail. Suddenly John blasted the person with his heat vision, instantly killing them. 

Your control over everyone fell. You tried to activate your diamond form but nothing worked. 

"Fuck." You say and John kneels down next to you. "This shit won't let me use my powers. FUCK!" 

"We have to go." John cries.

"I know, I know." You say and feel your body slowly start to weaken. "What is- what is this doing to me?" You asked yourself and your eyes started to flutter close. 

"Gas them." Someone said and a can clatter next to you. You started coughing harshly and John dropped to his knees, coughing hard as well. You collapsed face first into the ground, slowly falling unconscious. 

-

Your eyes fluttered open and the blinding light was unbearable. 

"Fuck." You mumbled and slowly started to sit up. 

"Y/n, lay back down." A deep voice made its way to your ears.

"Mmm." You flopped on the bed and blinked rapidly to get used to your surroundings. You looked around and your eyes settled on the scientist you wished you could keep calling your friend. 

“You really fucked up.” You rolled your eyes.

“I'm leaving. With John, and you’re not going to stop me.” You say and in an attempt to control his, a shock triggered makes you scream. “What the fuck?” It made him chuckle. 

“You know Vought is so terrified of you that they had me create a contingency plan just for you. At first, it was Soldier Boy himself but then the two of you started getting involved so we had to turn to something different. Hell, I didn’t even think it was going to work. But here we are.” That’s when you felt the metal on your neck, you reached up and grabbed it but a tiny shock made you let it go. 

“What is this?”

“This is the device that won’t let you use your abilities, it weakens you, and if you try to use the. It seems powerful shocks, enough of them and we fry your brain. You’ll become a mindless zombie.” He stood from his chair and got close to your face. “Just like everyone you control.” You gave him a hard glare before looking away and swallowing.

“What do you want from me?”

“I need you to leave. Never come back. And don’t come looking for John. America. The world needs a hero again, and it's going to be John.” 

“He’s just a kid.”

“He won't be in a few years. I'm going to propose a deal.” He says and you stay quiet. “You’re going to leave and never come back and in return. We take this collar off.”  He grabbed it with his hands and he tugged it. “It will stay locked away and nobody will be able to replicate it. Vought will also make sure you live comfortably, funded for the rest of your life. Does that sound good?” 

Your jaw tensed and you took in a deep breath.

“What about John, he’s going to ask.” You say and feel your eyes water.

“We’ll worry about that. Now, do we have a deal?” He holds out his hand with a raised eyebrow. You looked at it and back up at him. With a deep breath, you grabbed his hand. 

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A/n- not proud of this one tbh. Let me know what you guys think though. Going to start working on part 3 ASAP:)

#soldier boy x reader #ben x reader #the boys #homelander #x black reader

[ktficworld]

Tale of my heart

Paring: Bruce Wayne x f! Reader

Summary: your heart belongs to him. And he shatters it in the most beautifully cruel way.

Warning: ANGST

A/n: who wants a part two 😏

Part 2

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Tags: @the-house-of-auditore-frye @maharani-radha-writes

You always dreamed about your soulmate.

Since you were little, you always fantasized about meeting them. The stories your mother told, the mythologies that persisted, the meetings you witnessed. All made it seem so beautiful.

You looked out of the window. The stars twinkling and the half moon glowing in the dark, resembling your mark.

You lifted your left hand. Your crescent tattoo coming into the peripheral. You touched it gently, smiling you stared into the navy night. "We will meet someday. "

🌙

When you reached middle school. You started to focus more on your studies rather than your supposed soulmate. It was more important then.

As you reached high school. You saw several of your friends meeting their soulmate. You thought you would meet them too, but you didn't.

You envied them. They got their love so early and so easily. They would be together and for each other in some of the hardest times.

Where were your soulmate? Were they dead? You quickly shook your head to get rid of this horrid thought. No they'd be alright. You consoled yourself.

"How long are you going to make me wait? "

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When you were in college you still haven't found your soulmate yet, and it was starting to drive you crazy.

So, you asked around. Looked for some advice, suggestion.

Some said to post your tattoo's picture online. You didn't have large numbers , so that didn't work.

Other said to go to soulmate forums and ask around. You did just that, but no luck their.

Some also told you to travel around the country. Maybe then you will find them. And... You did that also. You travelled from kashmir to kanyakumari, Gujarat to Sikkim. But you didn't meet them. You could however become a tourist guide by now.

"Let the fate work, baby. "

Your mother had said when you were on the verge of a breakdown.

"But, how maa? " You had asked tearfully.

"It has it's ways. They would come sooner or later. But you need to focus on your self now. I know you have been dreaming about your soulmate since you were a child, but you need to learn to love yourself. If you would not be able to love yourself, how are you going to love them?"

She was right and you understood her. Soulmates always meet unexpectedly and you can't go around searching for them.

You need to start searching yourself.

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And you did just that. You found a good job, started taking care of yourself, started learning new things.

You were at a point where you were content with yourself. You did think about your soulmate, but it was rare. You didn't feel incomplete or were desperate. It was as everything has fallen into place, except your mystery mate. For whom you were waiting patiently now.

But most importantly you started travelling the world, which you realized after travelling the whole country that you liked that. Liked meeting new people, eating different food, knowing about different cultures.

That's how you found yourself in Gotham City. You were already travelling new Jersey, so the prospect of Gotham wasn't unrequited. Plus, you were running out of places to travel and Gotham's thrilling vigilante wasn't helping either.

After the arrival in the Gotham you wandered around the city. Locals were nice but a little reserved. It wasn't a hellhole of crimes, not like how media had depicted. But crime was still high, that was undeniable.

You learnt that there was an annual fair tonight and you were like, why the hell not? Let's go!

It was beautiful. Lights sparkled as it brightened the gloomy Gotham sky. Rides surrounded every corner accompanied by laughters and squeal of everyone. Toys, clothes, food everything imaginable was there.

There were also a lot of Batman merchandise. Since no one knew Batman's identity, everything was unbranded and local. But with the increase in Batman's popularity this sector would definitely grow. Some Gotham socialite should patent this brand... Or you will.

You chuckled at the thought and decided to leave the fair. The night was growing darker by every minute and even though coming to Gotham was a risky step in itself. You weren't that courageous to wander late at night in Gotham.

You called the cab and waited for it to arrive. But after awhile when the cab was still stuck at the same location for 20 minutes. You decide to call the driver.

"Hello, where are you? Is everything alright? You're stuck in the same spot for quite some time. " You voiced your concerns as soon as he picked up the phone.

"I'm sorry ma'am. I'm stuck in the traffic." The driver said.

"I need to go back, it's getting late." You said nervously. You really didn't want to stay this late.

"If you can, you can come to the cab. I'm only two blocks away. " He suggested.

You took a deep breath and decided to walk up to the cab. After all it would be safer in the confines of the car rather than standing alone.

"Alright, I'm coming. " You said.

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You had safely crossed the two blocks and was mere minutes away from the location when you came across a dark valley you needed to walk before finally merging into the main street.

You swallowed hard at the realization. Don't worry, it's going to be okay. It short, just quickly jog out of here. You encouraged yourself as you took a deep breath and starting moving forward.

You were in the middle of the alley when you heard the sounds of footsteps. Your heart sunk. You didn't stop, as to not create suspicion but slowed down your pace. You listened as the steps became louder. You clutched your handbag in a death grip as you awaited the attack.

When you sensed them near. You turned around and hit the man with all of your might, using your bag. The man cried out and swiftly you kicked with in the stomach repeatedly, till he was on his knees.

You quickly sprinted into a run but more man appeared from the shadows. As if waiting for you to move. They were too many, tall and had weapons. You couldn't fight them even if you wanted to.

Is this the end? You thought as you were backed into a corner. A bulky man raised his hockey stick, making you scream as you braced yourself for the blow.

But it never came. You waited for moment, then trembling you opened your eyes. The man was nowhere to be found. Your ears then registered the sounds of groaning and grunting. The sounds of punches!

Now you fully opened your eyes and saw him, vengeance. You watched as he effortlessly took down all the goons. It took him sometime to dismantle everyone and you just stared at him the entire time, amazed and speechless.

"Are you okay? " His deep voice rang out in the alley as he stretched out his hand towards you , where you were crouched. You softly put your hands in his and he helped you back on your feets.

That's when you saw it. The crescent moon on your hand glowing in the dark, indicating your soul mate was near. Your eyes darted around the area to check of he was one of the goons. Your filled with relief when you didn't find any glow near them.

Realization struck you that the man dressed in Kevlar was your soulmate. You turned to him. Who was watching your mark, jaw clenched.

"You're my soul mate. " You said breathlessly. Maybe this explained your obsession with the Batman.

He still hasn't said anything to you. Eyes staring blankly at you, face unreadable.

"Vengeance." You asked as you moved closer.

"You should go now. " He said flatly

You faltered a little. "What do you mean? "

"Go home, it's late. " He said coldly.

Your heart thumped in your chest. What was happening? Why was he not... Happy?

"Why should I go back? I'm your soulmate-"

"Don't." He cut you off and looked away. The silence was deafening. As emotions swirled through you.

Suddenly he pulled off his left glove. His hand shining the same as you.

"See it's glowing, it's me. "

He screwed his eyes shut as if trying to close off his current situation. "Look closely. " He said gravely.

You slowly took his hand and brought it closer to you. Glancing down your heart dropped into your stomach. His mark was the same as you glinting, but it was scorched. As someone tried to get rid of it but failed.

"But I have waited for you my entire life. " You said, your voice wavering as you tried to swallow back your tears. Was he- was he rejecting you? Did he reject you even before meeting you?

He took a sharp intake of breath and told you something that broke your heart into pieces.

"I don't want you. Go away. "

It felt as if someone poured melting lava in your ears and freezed your heart into ice before shattering it into million shards. The person you loved since you were born, the person for whom you travelled the whole world, the person who was meant for you. Had rejected you.

You felt so much pain that everything felt numb and you felt nothing.

"Thank you for saving me. " You absently said and blindly walked away. Your body working on autopilot, dragging you to the street.

You spotted the cab. Standing in between cars. You reached the cab and got inside, still dazed.

"Ma'am, are you okay. "

You nodded and stared from the window blankly. After a while the traffic dispersed and the car started move.

The cold air of Gotham slapped you and that's when the reality came crashing down. Your soulmate had rejected you.

You burst into tears as they tried to subside the pain in your heart. But those flames kept raising, fueled by his words " I don't want you. "

He was so beautifully cruel.

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Bruce's POV

Bruce has been in a daze since last night. His words still ringing in his ears.

"I don't want you. "

he internally flinched at these words. And yet, he had said those same words to the woman who waited for him her entire life. Waited for her soulmate her entire life.

He didn't even tell Alfred what happened. And how could he? What would he say? That he pushed yet another good thing because he can't love someone while his parents were buried under the ground. He knew, his words were bad at the least and heart wrenching at the worst.

He looked at his left arm, where the tattoo has started to heal. He didn't know his soulmate could heal such a deep wound.

He still remember the day he scorched the mark. It was after the Gotham's flood, he realized his life was too dangerous for his other half. So, he tried to break the bond, to take off the mark. But, destiny didn't let his attempt succeeded. All he could do was disfigure the tattoo.

He felt the pain, which he knew he had no right to. He was the one who sliced her heart in two pieces. But, she deserved better. It was not her fault that he was too broken to love. He just hoped that she would find someone. Who could love her.

"I'm going. " He said to his manager. He couldn't focus on anything so it was just a waste of time. He didn't wait for his reply and walked out of the building.

His heart sunk when he saw you outside the building, taking pictures. Did you figured out his identity?

He slowly approached you. You focus unwavering from the camera. "Why are you taking pictures? "

You jerked and looked at him wide eyed. Your eyes were red and swollen and his heart squeezed tightly. You gave a smile, but he knew it was fake.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wayne. I'm a tourist and that's why I was taking photos. But if you want, I can delete them. " You hastily explained.

Did you came all the way from your home to Gotham just to meet him?

God. Now he felt even more guilty. "It's okay, it's a public property anyway. "

"Thank you." With that you resumed your previous task and Bruce quietly left you, again.

No, it was for the best. His life was too dangerous, what he was doing to Alfred was a good example of that. This pain was going to be worth it. He tried to comfort himself as a tear ran down his cheek.

#battinson x female reader #bruce wayne x reader #battinson x reader #battinson x y/n #bruce wayne x desi! reader #bruce wayne x fem!reader #the batman #battinson #bruce wayne #batman imagine #bruce wayne imagine

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Oh the Dreams (Hank! Reader)

What the characters want to do in the future with there beloved

2BDamned : Doc wishes that one day the two of them will just leave to live in a house nowhere near the madness of Nevada, while he would go to work they would stay home and clean or take care of there child, He hopes to have at least one child with them so he can come home after a hard day of work and see them making dinner while also taking care of their child.

Sanford: Sanford hopes that one day he and Deimos will live together with them, go one missions together, cook together, just do everything together, all of them would kill the A.A.H.W agents and then in the end they would give him and Deimos a quick kiss before going home, he hopes to have two children one from him, one from Deimos.

Deimos: He wants to get married to both the loves of his live, he want to live in a big house, while he and Sanford go out they stay home and clean and take care of everything, and when they come home they fawn all over them, light his cigarettes for him, and admire all of his skills, like Sanford he wants two kids one from each parent, where you are a loving parent and lover.

The Auditor: Auditor hopes to catch them and stop the madness in Nevada, but he wont kill them, he will keep them hidden in a secret place only he knows about, he hopes that they will fight him at first but slowly start to rely on him, he would want a few kids after all two of the most powerful and dangerous people in Nevada there children would be force's to be reckoned with.

The Sheriff: He wishes that after a hard day at work he can come home to them making dinner and taking care of their kids, he hopes that they will fall in love with him on the spot the next time they see him and never hold a weapon ever again, he would want his lover to be like a stay at home wife taking care of their children, speaking of children he wants he wants a few so that he can keep you tied to him.

Jeb: He wants to save Nevada and all residents and since they cause most of it, he will have to take them away and keep them hidden and he hopes they will admit wrong and beg for forgiveness, he wants them to help him get rid of all the evil and when there done thank him for all the good he has brought, he wants one child so they can raise that child to protect Nevada and others.

Tricky: He wants to take them forcefully, have them kicking and screaming as he drags them away to there new home, he wants them to struggle to get out and leave as he is cuddling them on his couch and later they can play together, he wants three kids one is so you have so much work to do you can't leave him and two he wants to take care of something with his love.

Phobos: He believes that one day his love will betray their friends, go to him and admit there love for him then both of them could take over Nevada then the world, he wants them to worship the ground he walks on and wont question what he wants to do with them, he wants many children so he can teach them how to be a ruler and maybe let them have their own country, but he and his love shall rule the world.

Bonus// oc

Loki: She wants things to go back to the way it was when they were both lovers, sure she may have blamed them for something that was out of their control, but they can go back together, she wants lots of children after all she used to be a mother herself and she loves taking care of babies/children, the one thing she wishes is that they can get married again and live a peaceful life.

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[cosmica-galaxy]

hmmmm so we got the main boys,phobos,sheriff,tricky and jeb as a dad

what about our boi auditor? Im very curious how would he act as one...👀👀

HHHNNNN PAPA AUDI!! YES!!

+Reader has fem parts but is gender neutral +Set in Salty’s Self Aware AU

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The Auditor was quick to take notice of the sudden change in your attitude and behavior. Regardless of how much you tried to play it off that you were okay, you were getting hot flashes on the regular, much more so than would occur normally. You were also suffering periodically from small feverish episodes here and there, which worried the Auditor to an uncomfortable extent.

So, to settle his nerves more than anything, he takes you to get you checked out by the local medical staff in the AAHW HQ where he is currently stationed. Then, much to his great joy and surprise, the news is given to you both that you were pregnant with the Auditor’s youngling.

The moment you both are alone again to soak in the news, his flames dance about in a happy way as he holds his player close to his body. He trills at his player in a positive manner as he couldn’t have been happier at that moment in time.

He never even thought that your races would even be able to produce offspring, let alone make a crossbreed. Especially since you were from a higher plane of power, but maybe there was a universal exception that allowed for higher gods to breed with lesser gods like him? Regardless, after months of secretly trying to make the player carry a successful child, his efforts have been realized and the fruits of his labor are starting to come into reality.

The SQ’s worst nightmare.

An employer with powers of the higher gods would be born and they would successfully snuff out any remaining resistance in Nevada and finally deal with that bothersome grunt, Hank J. Wimbleton. The Auditor merely holds his player close as his body surrounds theirs in a protective way. A silent promise to protect his player and unborn young from all that threatened them.

During the first trimester, the Auditor is in a surprisingly good mood most of the time. He reserves his happiest expressions for when he’s with his player and soon-to-be-born child as he works just like he did before. But that doesn’t mean he’s distant or estranged from his player. He’s already gaining a protective streak as his player is assigned 2 MAG agents to accompany them at all times, with prime directives to make sure that his player doesn’t come to harm and is without protection.

This doesn’t just extend to protective MAG agents, though. As the moment the Auditor suspects that Hank is around, he moves locations, taking his player with him.

He would sooner die than let Hank get anywhere close to his player, he wouldn’t allow it. He’s fully aware that Hank and the others are your ‘other vessels’, but you don't need them anymore. You chose him above all else and as a fellow god, it was a logical decision to stay with him and the other employers. You don’t have to deal with mortal scum like the members of SQ anymore. Especially now that you were carrying a new employer.

So, the Auditor decides to begin construction on a new place for you all to call your own. A ‘home’ in fact. So, he gets to work with the location of the new abode. He thought about making it in hell or his hell or even the other place…but those places might not be too comfortable for you or his developing child, so they’re scrapped completely. Then, he decides to build a new base in a hard-to-reach area.

Scoping out the potential places in Nevada, he finds the large cliffs in a particular location to be the perfect nesting site for him and his player. So, the site is picked and construction begins immediately. The AAHW is hard at work on making the new base and the Auditor begins to draw up the plans for the base to be built by. His imagination goes wild as his clawed shadowy hand draws out the rooms and the multiple levels of what the base would have.

No…this wouldn’t be a base. This would be his precious player’s home. Taking inspiration from the other world, he designs the ‘base’ with a much more…human-home look. Similar to the way he saw your room in the other world and what it looked like. Painted walls…carpeted floors…wall decor…and anything else he could think of that would make the base look more like a human abode. Something you would be happier living in.

By the time your midterm stages rolled around, the base was completed and the Auditor showed you what it looked like with a strong sense of pride. Less to say that you loved it from the way your eyes sparkled and lit up when you took in the much more colorful walls, carpeted floors, and similar patterns that you had in your home dimension. The Auditor also receives a deep and long-lasting kiss where his lips would be as he leans into it and soaks up your affection like a sponge.

The Auditor keeps his promise of making sure you were comfortable by providing furnishings and homestead decorations. Like a large bed for you both to sleep in together, a closet for your clothes, a luxurious bath for you to clean yourself in, a clean kitchen, a large living area, various floors for the place to actually ‘count’ as a base and finally the youngling’s room.

The child’s room was decorated with a shadowy and crimson crib, a changing station, a bookshelf, a play area, and even a little entertainment center in the corner. It had a toned-down regal vibe to it, but it was clear that the Auditor has a specific taste for decor. As most of the items in the home have either a black, red, or rich type of look to it. You could only be happy that you wouldn’t have to live amongst concrete and gray lifeless walls. Especially if you could live in a ‘base’ that looked just like the home you used to have.

Now that the homestead issue was resolved, the Auditor focused on your well being much more as your pregnancy carried on. With regular checkups with the medical staff every 2 weeks being a must. Nothing can go wrong with his little godling, he wouldn’t allow the room for error to develop if he could help it. He also had to make sure that you had an appropriate diet and were well-fed enough to care for you and the child both. That didn’t stop your cravings from throwing him through a loop from time to time, however.

I mean, really? You REALLY want to eat a sandwich with THAT much spiced meat and vinegar on it and top it off with marshmallows and pickled ONIONS of all things? Sure thing player. Anything for you. Whatever you desire, he’ll do. No questions asked.

It was not only the food issue he had to deal with, he also had to make sure that you didn’t overheat during one of your intense hot flashes. He’s had to set you down in a tub with lukewarm water just to help you cool down from some of the sudden hot flashes you would experience. The medical staff merely assumed it was because of the Auditor’s fire-like genes that might be affecting the pregnancy by making the player’s body temperature spike in response to the developing employer inside of them. The Auditor takes their assumption…for now.

By the time your due date begins to arrive, the Auditor is a STRESSED MESS. He’s balancing his employer duties, the AAHW, and becoming a new father on top of it all. To make things worse, the other employers are becoming eager to meet his little one, to which he would snap at them that the child wasn’t even born yet and they were already circling his family like vultures. It was needlessly bothersome to him and he didn’t like it one bit.

But the moment he comes to the base to see you, the woes of all his responsibilities melt away as you embrace him lovingly. Giving him kisses and light massages to help him cope with his stressful duties. He appreciates the affectionate gestures and purrs in response to your kneading hands that sink into his shadowy form to try and pull and push the pain away from his body.

Even during Nevada’s night cycle, you two cuddle in bed with one another. His fiery body provides your more human-one with warmth and comfort as you snuggle into his chest as he holds you close. Once more wrapping his shadowy form around your body in a protective manner, just as he has done every night since you became the carrier of his child. Feeling his lover so close, as well as the subtle warmth that radiated from within your belly, made the Auditor relax as he drifted into a deep and comfortable sleep fit for the higher gods.

Then, the big day arrives.

The Auditor was at his desk when his email began to ping like crazy. The moment he opened his email and read that it was from the medical staff that was stationed at the base his player was stationed at, the Auditor tossed everything aside and abandoned his post without question. His shadowy form slips into the floor in a heartbeat as he races back to the base to reunite with his player.

The moment he finishes emerging from the floor in the hospital wing of the base, he becomes aware of his player laid out on a gurney, taking deep breaths as they were in the beginning stages of labor. The Auditor hurries to their side as the medical staff rush around the room to collect what would be needed to deliver he new employer into the world of Nevada.

The Auditor is there every moment of the delivery process, even enduring your bone-crushing grip as you screech and pant in an effort to deliver his child. Then, the room is illuminated by a new glowing light as the medical staff finish the delivery. The Auditor watches as the staff shares a brief glance with one another, then they wrap up the new arrival in a black blanket. The auditor feels your grip weaken as you release his hand from your vice grip, as you relax that the process is finally over, allowing him to move close to the staff members who hold out the little bundle to him.

He takes it and hisses at the rest of the grunts to leave and the lot don’t need to be told twice, they all flee the room, leaving just the Auditor and his player with their new arrival. The auditor looks down at the black blanket in anticipation before finally pulling the cover away, revealing the child underneath.

Instead of having a typical coloration of an employer, the child was a striking bright glowing white with the player’s iridescent colors mixed into their flames and form. The Auditor was surprised with the coloration as he held the child close to his chest in awe. They were so beautiful…so otherworldly stunning…like a glowing nova. The Auditor feels pride bubble up inside of his chest as he nuzzles their cheek and speaks to them with a trill from deep within his throat, stirring the little one from their slumber.

Unlike his form, the baby employer was gifted with both eyes and a mouth. To which they yawn and he noticed it also changed colors just like their flames. Then their colorful eyes opened to take a look at their father. A curious gaze greets him as he chirps at the little one, getting a soft squeaky trill in return. He nuzzles them again, enticing another small purr out of his infant as the Auditor looks over to his player. Seeing them watching him greet his offspring with a smile on their face. He wastes no time in walking over and giving your lips a loving kiss as he shows you the young one.

“Look…a little flame that will one day grow into a powerful ruler…” He says, his voice laced with adoration as he strokes the child lovingly as his player nods in agreement.

He gives his player another deep kiss.

“Good work, my dearest player.” He purrs in praise as you let out a soft laugh in response to his affectionate actions.

Then, the doors to the medbay suddenly swing open, startling you both nearly out of your skins. You both look over to the entrance, revealing that the other employers had decided to come visit.

“Hey Audi!! We have come to see the baby!!” They all say in unison.

“GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY BASE!!” The Auditor yells at the lot. As a parent, Audi has to stay with his work and projects most of the time. Which makes him a bit distant, despite it being primarily unwilling. But he’s a stern father who tries to make their child view themselves above everyone else, I mean...they’re a literal god-child, no demi-god blood to be found in them. However, you don’t want a little supremacist for a child, so you make sure to re-temper the child and keep their mind open to other things and people of various backgrounds, not just the other employers or themselves. One way to make sure that Audi doesn’t corrupt them with his arrogant ideals is by letting them play with the agents and MAGS that guard their home. Torture is a favorite to the child, as they seek him out whenever they know he’s visiting and Torture is a loyal guardian to the little one as they hang out with one another. The player can only look on as their little child makes friends with ‘lesser beings’ and broadens their understanding of their world. You even tell them of your home world and that you desired to take them to visit it one day. You and Audi may not see eye-to-eye on a lot of things that regard raising the young employer, but at the end of the day, you all snuggle together and just relax in your shared embrace with your little one nestled in between you two. Audi is a regretfully distant parent, but loves his child and player very much.

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[headlessjest]

what is up !!

uhhh sorry if this clutters up ur ask box but could u draw/write Auditor as a dad to a silly shadowy y/n uhm sorry ,,, if its considered a blank promt

I’ll write this since I’m kinda drawing a lot of my oc ref sheets!

Thank you for the request though!

Ft: Auditor

(All of this is platonic!!)

Hcs:

•Tbh, they weren’t expecting a mini them

•But in all honesty, they like it.

•I mean, a mini version of yourself is sick as hell, and you can teach them crazy shit.

•But fr though, they like taking care of you.

•Also, it is confirmed that the employers are vampires, no joke. So I’m just imaging you biting random agents and Auditor is in the back like: “Lmao, that’s my kid.”

•I also think that they share their drinks with you because you’re technically also an employer? (I have a headcanon that the employers have different taste in drinks n all that. Like how Auditor has a taste in sweeter or more sugary drinks.)

•I also think that you mock them in a way. Like being in their office a lot and typing on the computer, etc. Trying to live up their name.

•But yeah, they love taking care of you and do get a little upset when not having time to be with you.

One shot:

Alright, ever since you got accidentally created, you’ve been kinda a nightmare for the agency. You gnaw at everything you see, scratch at everything, and just be a little shit head in general.

The only way for you to calm down was your dad…

Your dads drinks.

Apparently, sugary drinks help you calm down instead of being a hyper little shit head. That's where you are right now, getting chased down by everyone, including your dad because you won't accept sugary drinks. "(Name)!!" Auditor yelled out over the speaker.

"I swear to God, (Name)! This has been going on for 3 whole hours! How the hell do you have the energy for this shit!?" Auditor yelled once again. You continued to run through the halls as the agents chased you down. As you kept on running, you got trapped in a corner. You turned around to look at the agents who're trying to slowly grab you.

You looked below you and realized a vent was underneath you. The agents also noticed this and one of them lost their control and instantly tried to grab you, forcing you to climb into the vent and close the cover behind you quickly. "Uh, MX.. They're in the vents now.." one of the agents hesitantly stated into the ear piece. "Goddamn it! Alright, everyone, go to every vent in the agency and guard it. We need to get (Name) to calm down as soon as possible!" Auditor command.

All the agents nodded at eachother and all started to spread out to each individual vent in the place. Now here you are, climbing through the vents, trying to find your dad's office. The one place where an agent isnt guarding the vent. Auditor hummed when looking over the camera footage, trying to find out where you are.

Auditor was honestly getting some deja vu rn from the fnaf 2 and 3 vent stuff. Honestly kinda scared them a bit.

Anyways, after 10 minutes of this bs, you finally found your dad's office and giggled to yourself. You were about to jump out of the vent before hearing your dad say this. "You're in here, (Name)!" You jolted from this and tried to crawl away before one of Auditors tendrals grabbed you from the vent and made you drop down and into their hands.

"All agents, (Name) has been found. Go back to your post at once." Auditor commanded. Auditor was now glaring at you with anger. You tried to squirm your way out of their hold but no use. Their grip was strong enough to hold you still and all that.

"(Name), you caused a lot of trouble today! Do you know how much work had to be put aside because of you!?" Auditor scolded. You realized their words and kinda dropped down a bit, your flames/shadows going down. Auditor looks over your state and sighs.

They set you down on the ground and kneel down towards you. "I know that you know we don't get a lot of time together, right?" Auditor questioned. You nodded and looked away a bit in slight shame. "Listen, I'll make a deal, (Name)." This got your attention, making you look back up at them. "Sometime, this week, I'll take a day off and hang out with you. Spend some time together." Auditor swore.

You looked up at them for a bit with sparkles in your eyes(?), before lifting your left hand up and bringing your pinky out. Auditor chuckled a bit from this and brought their left hand out, wrapping their pinky around yours.

Well damn. That was really sweet. I hope you like this, anon!

-Jester

#madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #madness combat x child! reader #madcom x child! reader #madness combat & child! reader #madcom & child! reader #auditor x reader #auditor x child! reader #auditor & child! reader #Fluff is fun to write once in awhile #I also speedran thi because I needed something to calm me down #i also got this ask when playing papas freezeria on my computer

[nevadas-night-time-novelist]

Jebus, Sheriff, Auditor, Tricky - S/O gets knocked up

CW: Pregnancy

Reader is AFAB but this is gender neutral.

Jebus

-The moment something is even a little off he can sense it, it’s something to do with the halo. He constantly questions you. “Are you feeling alright my angel? Are you sure? My darling I hope you know you can tell me anything.”

-Get used to being bugged because he’s not gonna stop nitpicking until his mind is soothed. He’ll pick up on it the moment you miss your monthly cycle, and he’ll search for a few tests for you.

-The moment you show him a positive he just starts hysterically crying, holding you tightly against his form and praising the heavens for this divine blessing. Nevada’s saviour just got another reason to purify the world, another reason to keep fighting.

-He is going to become an absolute helicopter over you, turning himself into a bullet sponge if he needs to, keeping you out of harms way as best as he can. Settling down isn’t really easy in Nevada but whenever he feels like a place is safe enough to leave you, he’s scoping out areas that would be private and perfect for his unborn babe to grow up in.

-Nevada isn’t really a place for children, so getting supplies for them is an absolute pain, so he resorts to just hand making things. His downtime is spent with you in his lap, one hand protectively over your stomach, the other idly knitting a blanket with levitating needles.

-He nearly bursts when he feels the scrappy babe kick, constantly praising both you and the child. “Oh, this is.. Truly something else, my angel. With a parent like you, this one is going to change Nevada.. No- the world.”

-Once a safe enough house is established, he insists on building the crib by hand, carving intricate crosses and wings into the frame.

-Jeb absolutely worships you and will answer your every beck and call, if you need extra pillows, he’s on it in an instant. Absolutely nothing but the best for his partner. Saw a cockroach? He’s on his way to destroy this foul beast for scaring his darling.

-The moment your water breaks he’s ready, he’s been feverishly devouring knowledge from any source he can on delivery. It’s just the two of you, he doesn’t trust anyone else to help. He’s with you ever step of the way, telling you when to push, reminding you to breathe, and when the pain gets too much, he relents, pulling off his halo and placing it over your head. Even with the halo giving you power, it’s an exhausting effort.

-“Come now my angel, bring forth the physical embodiment of our love, the next saviour of Nevada,” And it’s over, Jebediah cradles his newborn son, carefully towelling him off and bringing him to meet his other parent. “Look my angel, he’s got your eyes.”

Sheriff

-Let’s not kid ourselves, if this is gonna happen, it’s 100% gonna be on accident and Sheriff is gonna be floored. “Wh’d'j'mean you’re pregnant? How?!” He’s a little dense on how this works, but he’s a man that can roll with the punches.

-“So my sweet lil pie is gonna give me a new deputy eh? I wonder how small a cowboy hat I can get the boys to find.” Yes he is genuinely going to send them out to find one, he is completely serious about this. “When d'ya think they can hold a gun? I wanna train em early.” “Honey, no-”

-He starts getting a bit distant randomly, nervous in your presence, wringing his hands, tugging at his gloves, fiddling with his hat. Worry starts to creep into your mind, is he thinking of running out on you? Surely he wouldn’t, right? … Right?

-One day he cracks, gets all red and flustered and caves, dropping to one knee. “Look sweet cheeks, we gon’ do this thing, we gon’ do it right. Marry me.” Deep down he’s a romantic, likes things done in the old traditional way, that includes getting knocked up means getting hitched.

-It’s a quiet ceremony, only a couple of people are invited, while he’d love to throw a big old wedding with all the bells and whistles, he’s a marked man and that kind of attention would bring his enemies down on him fast. But don’t think for a second he isn’t going to flaunt his new spouse around town. “Ain’t they the sweetest thing out here? I’m a lucky man, that’s for sure,”

-Once again calling on his boys to find stuff for him, bribing em with a bonus if they find real quality stuff. It’s good to be in power, people eager to please to climb the ranks.

-The baby’s room is going to be horse themed, Sheriff loves horses, and his child is going to. They do not have a choice. Horse blankets, horse plushies, horse themed clothes.

-He’s gonna get the best doctor out when his young ‘un is ready to come into the world, a couple midwives on standby to help during the process as well. He cries like a bitch when he gives you his hand to hold, you crush it like its nothing in the throes of pain. A little hand breaking is nothing compared to what you’re dealing with anyway.

-“It’s a girl, a healthy little girl,” “Y'hear that darlin?! A girl!” He silently pleads that you let go of his hand. You don’t relent until you’re handed your new baby, swaddled in a horse blanket.

Auditor

-He’s another one who’s going to preplan this, being careful until both of you are completely sure this is something you can both handle. A baby future employer is a lot more work than a simple grunt. Audi tries to carefully explain that it’s likely his little flame will prefer him and the other employers.

-It’s instantaneous when it happens, he can sense it, and you can feel the heat radiating from the brewing little life form. His ghostly hands trace your stomach and he smiles. “This one is going to be powerful, whatever pathetic remnants of the rebellion that remain when they are of age will easily be stamped out under their foot.”

-Audi is ever so prideful that his favourite grunt is instantly given respect now, agents offering you their seats wherever they can, bowing their heads to you, of course those lesser beings should feel lower than you, you’re blessed with the Auditor’s offspring. You’re not some common lowlife filth, of course you’re to be waited on.

-Duty does call, he’s a busy man with a lot on his plate, but servitude to you comes first and foremost. You can get away with a lot of shit during this time, sitting on his lap during important meetings with his fellow Employers, interrupting at your every whim and he’ll submit to you, wholly devoted. The others find your grip on him slightly disturbing.

-When he personally cannot be with you, you are escorted by at least one MAG and a handful of Soldats at any given time. If you so much as get a paper cut, someone will die a slow and agonising death. You are to be protected, no matter the cost.

-The moment he suspects Hank is anywhere near your current location, the whole building goes on lockdown, you’re escorted to a bunker out of harms way, two additional MAGs joining your team because maker be damned, he’s not going to allow that monster to harm a hair on your head.

-Peaceful times with him are amazing however, his excitement and anticipation grow with each passing day. He’ll lay down with his flames gently enveloping you, enough to heat you up, he wouldn’t dare even dream of burning you. Hope you like the heat since you can’t escape it.

-During the final few days you can’t shake him at all, he’s barking orders at everyone, and shit is tense for everyone, everyone but you, of course. He wouldn’t stress out his dearly beloved. There’s a medical team on standby 24/7, and Audi’s flames seem to burn brighter, bathing the room in a red hue. He’s eager to meet Nevada’s next employer.

-Crunch time, he’s ready for it. The other Employers show up, which is kinda weird, but they are like Auditor’s siblings in a way. Still, having them hover over you at your most vulnerable is unsettling.

-“It’s uh.. on fire?” The doctor says in an apprehensive tone. “As is to be expected.” Auditor hums, taking his tiny flaming humanoid into his arms, bringing them to meet their other parent. The tiny flames that drift from them are a soft petal pink, matching their eyes. “They’re going to be a fine Employer, and Nevada will obey their every little desire.”

Tricky

-The feral scientist has a very good sense of smell, something to do with his animistic tendencies. He can smell out a hormone imbalance in you, and he won’t leave you alone. “MATE SMELLS DIFFERENT. GOOD DIFFERENT, BUT DIFFERENT.”

-The twitchy bastard won’t stop sniffing you up and down, until he sticks his head between your thighs and sniffs hard again. “THERE. CLOWN SMELLS SOMETHING DIFFERENT THERE.” “Tricky that’s rude, stop it-” You chastise him, but he persists. “KNOW THE SMELL, CAN’T REMEMBER. SMELLED IT BEFORE. CAN’T REMEMBER! WHY!?!”

-He pounds at the floor and his head before it hits him. “BABIES-” He wraps his arms around your body tightly staring up at you from his kneeling position. “CLOWN SMELLS BABIES.”

-His instincts go into complete override, all lifes purpose stripped away, mind fixated on protecting his offspring and their vessel. If someone even glances your way, he will destroy them, turning them into a fine red mist before your very eyes.

-The underground bunker you call home isn’t really a good place to rear young, and despite the fact he loves this place, his only goal is to ensure your safety and his baby’s survival. “CLOWN MAKE NEW HOME, ONE SAFE FOR CLOWN’S BABIES.”

-He doesn’t 'make’ one so much as he finds a suitable place and the previous occupants 'mysteriously left and never came back.’ Still, it’s the thought that counts, right?

-With his speed he’s in and out of places in mere seconds, bringing you back a hoard of snacks and whatever soft things he can find. With his mushy brain, he doesn’t really understand that the birth he expects, one animal like in nature, isn’t whats coming, and while the nesting is nice, it definitely isn’t going to aid in a safe delivery.

-Tricky also can’t get enough of you, he’s constantly smelling you, rubbing his chin over you like a cat to coat you in his scent, how else will people know you’re his?

-When he feels that first kick his whole body shudders, and he nearly screams aloud but pauses before his outburst, quiet, the tiny one needs quiet, and for once, he is quiet. “C…Clown happy. Clown feels you, little ones, Clown is here. Clown promises he’ll never leave. Clown.. Clown loves his babies.” He breaks away from your stomach and rubs his cheek against yours. “Clown loves his mate.”

-Hope you enjoy lounging around because he’s going to keep you in his arms for as long as he can. He adores the feeling of his young shifting around, pressing his face into your stomach and mumbling in-comprehensively at them.

-The day comes where Tricky’s offspring is ready to meet the world and he panics, hard. “Clown don’t know what to do!! Clown can’t help, Clown doesn’t know how!! Clown needs… Clown finds help, Clown will be back, Clown promises.”

-Help arrives in the form of- “Why the fuck did you bring HIM?!” From your seated position you see Tricky dragging HANK of all people by his throat. “Clown didn’t know who else to ask!! Clown isn’t very popular. Now Hank help Clown’s mate or Clown will bash your skull in.”

-This is the opposite of Hank’s job, he is utterly unqualified for this shit, but with the clown foaming at the mouth staring down at him, he aids as best he can. Tricky growls as Hank takes blankets from his pile, but quietens down when he realises the madman is trying to stem the bleeding.

-It’s slow and hard work, after hours of labouring pains, it finally ends. Once, twice, and again, three tiny babies are born and Tricky loses his shit, violently shaking, he looks like he’s about to explode with joy. A labour of love and devotion, he handles them with a delicacy.

-“Look at Clown’s babies,” He smells them all, nothing quite like fresh baby scent. “look at what Clown and mate made,” He brings them over to you, ignoring his usual play toy and just embracing his family. “Clown didn’t think he’d ever get it so good.”

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[cereswritingpoint]

Hey! Welcome.

Since you've come this far, let me introduce myself!

❯ 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄

Hello, I'm Ceres! I'm in my early 20s and I've chosen to bring my writing to Tumblr. Yes! I usually write (and read) in my free time. And, when I'm not writing, I like to listen to music and also read about academic (nerd) articles.

❯ 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒

Newgrounds, JJK, TokRev, Junji Ito, Madness Combat, Soul Eater, CSM, AOT, Assassination Classroom, HxH, JJBA, Death Note, Cowboy Bebop, Evangelion: Death (True)².

❯ 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄;

Sibling!Reader x Character (Only PLATONIC);

Female!Reader, Male!Reader (going to try), NB!Reader;

Reader x Character (Romantic OR Platonic);

Fluff;

(Going to try) angst;

Headcanons;

Oneshots;

Dark/Suggestive content;

(Going to try) Yandere!Character;

Gore, violence;

Note: I will put TW in any delicate topic.

❯ 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄;

Underage characters;

R*pe or any other type of assault;

Incest;

Smut;

Religious themes;

Heavy angst;

Domestic violence (verbally, physically, emotionally and mentally);

Loli stuff or characters acting like a child.

❯ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑:

From Madness Combat: Series:

Hank J. Wimbleton, Deimos, Sanford, 2BDamned, Tricky, Jebus, Auditor.

From Project Nexus:

Dr. Christoff, The Employers, Director Phobos, Dr. Hofnarr, Dr, Skinner.

Well, that's all for now! Thank you for the attention, and I hope you have a great day! <3

#madness combat #madcom x reader #madness combat x reader #madcom #hank j wimbleton x reader #deimos x reader #sanford x reader #2bdamned x reader

[talesofsonicasura]

Sun Wukong and Macaque with MK's Parent: Bloody Wine Inflitrations

Next part for this particular insanity. These monkeys are gonna have a difficult time getting into Reader's good graces just like with the Auditor one. Let's how this one goes. Can be read gender neutral or preferred gender. Enjoy.

When it comes to your family, trust, loyalty and respect are highly valued. Especially if you came from the digital equivalent to Hell, the Dark Area. Good and evil don't exist nor are cared about down there. These values only matter if you want a shot of surviving.

Forging alliances and bonds with the most trustworthy Digimon, whether they be low levels or powerful ones. It was how you gave your son a mostly safe but good childhood despite how hostile that realm could be.

So taking advantage of that is asking for hell to be paid. Something Sun Wukong and Macaque were very quick to learn. Both now trying to find a way to reach MK again.

A fruitless endeavor if none of them can get past his dangerous parent. They have heard of you whether by eavesdropping or your son slightly mentioning it. Although you being an unknown creature hadn't been expected.

Both knew that your species had to be vampiric in nature. After all, a large amount of vampire species fed off the crimson liquid to thrive. So finding any places reeking of blood is the best way to do it.

As for MK, your son had moved into your private estate for the time being. The reason is that both monkeys probably knew where he lived and the pup isn't ready to see their faces. Not too far yet not too close from the city.

His training being handled by you alongside the various residents of your home. Sun Wukong's techniques isn't the only thing he'll be taught to master. Some personal spells along with some psychology, a good defense against deception.

It didn't stop the risk of unwelcomed interruptions. A very determined Sun Wukong and the Six Eared Macaque. Too bad for them, you had some very good security measures.

First break-in attempt being from the shadows by Macaque. He didn't expect getting chased out of the darkness by vampiric wolves nor eerie ghosts: Sangloupmon and Eyesmon. You see the place didn't just accommodate you but also your employees.

Humans, yaoguai and Digimon live here, the latter mainly being from the Dark Area. The harsh land made them more powerful and dangerous from their normal counterparts. Survival of the fittest after all.

Next attempt was from Sun Wukong. You were enjoying a blood wine as you watch your pup train under his new mentor, Gokuwmon. Quite lucky that your right hand Mon is based on the 'Great Sage'.

Anyway, said stone monkey tried to come flying in the form of a sparrow. He definitely wasn't happy when MK's new teacher formed a Somersault Cloud or that his former student manage to form one with some issue.

Too bad for him, you whistled in air security: a large flock of bat Digimon. Cackled madly as Sun Wukong fled from the onslaught of long range attacks that consist of energy spears to vampiric syringes.

Next attempt involved both monkeys instead of one. Sun Wukong coming in through the garden and Macaque from the roof. You didn't intervene cause judging from their movements, they would definitely collide.

Your precious pup napping on your back while you signed papers, something he did as a child to even now. Ear buds in to flush out the two monkeys yelling. Well screams now as they had attracted your more dangerous guards, VenomMyotismon. What fools.

They kept trying to see MK or you multiple times but were always ran off. Neither could find you in public as you had many disguises alongside plenty of magic to make fake MKs all day. Despite how fun these shenanigans were, it was about time they stop.

Sun Wukong and Macaque each received a formal dinner invitation from your messenger bats. Despite the possibility of it being a trap, at least it's something they could prepare for.

Of course, to their dismay upon arriving it wouldn't be just them or you. MK was there as well, seated right next to his parent. Sun Wukong definitely felt guilty when his former apprentice looked at him with pure distaste.

Macaque would've laughed if one of those shark heads on your thighs didn't snarl at him. The tension grew as caught the scent of monkey blood in your food. Every dish smelled had metallic substance but only yours held that kind.

You then gave them a compromise. Both Sun Wukong and Macaque would have a shot at gaining your favor, by proxy MK's too. To come over on a set list of dates. They will listen to whatever you had to say with no questions asked.

Both had put your son in considerable danger so you were going to make them pay for that, through pain or humility. Neither were allowed to talk to MK without him initiating the conversation.

If your pup had an request, they would hear him out. Both monkeys also shared three chances from you and your son. Lose all three... Hehehe, any further attempts will be met with either deadly force or a potential fate worse than death.

Sun Wukong and Macaque were a bit reluctant but agreed to your terms. Neither expected your claw to suddenly cut their respective hand. Or you drinking the bit of blood that claw reaped.

A mark burned itself onto their skin: The Mark of Evil. One on Sun Wukong's forehead and the other over Macaque's left eye. Places that easily induce panic and it grew worse once you let out a malicious cackle.

"Mmm, quite a fruity flavor. Under the Dark Area Blood Oath, Sun Wukong and Macaque are now temporary members to my peerage. Best follow my rules to the letter or pAy ThE PrICe."

The thousands of glowing red eyes that emerge from the shadows staring them down made the monkey yaoguai take your words to heart. It became clear that MK is not just an average delivery boy. They just signed the deal with a devil that is his parent. Oh boy...

If you are curious, Sun Wukong's blood taste like Immortal Peaches and Macaque's taste like a cross between mangos, plums and blood oranges.

The Mark of Evil is a symbol often found on many demon Digimon and can be referred to a Dark Area emblem. I thought of using it for the blood oath set on Sun Wukong and Macaque. What does these particular marks do for them? You'll find out in the next part.

Some Digimon will pop up or be mentioned from time to time. I'll be dropping the wiki pages for anyone who wants to learn more. It isn't really required though.

Until next time folks, I'll see you back at Megapolis. Here's Eyesmon, Sangloupmon, Gokuwmon and VenomMyotismon alongside the Mark of Evil.

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[darkdevasofdestruction]

Hi, I wanted to ask you if you could write a one-shot about Ezio Auditore x Reader (Lorenzo's niece). where the two of them have an important relationship, which one day the reader discovers that she is pregnant and she immediately goes to tell Ezio but she finds out that he cheated on her with Cristina. due to the pain she decides to leave Florence and raise the child alone (the only ones who know about the pregnancy are Lorenzo and his family) only later Ezio finds out and goes to look her

Look at my rules, I don't write anything with pregnancy, children or cheating.