#bc if shes quiet shes getting into trouble. OR shes mad.

[kill-your-fics]

I don't know if you "do" prompts or whatever, but I thought you could do more with this idea than me.

Wilson is working on something and being Very Focused, and a bored Willow is talking is ear off, trying to distract him. After being ignored for a while, she says something like "Come on, nerdy boy, I know you like me" and Wilson, because he's Very Focused on his work, his mouth runs on autopilot and says something like "Yes, I find you very attractive" and Willow is just left completely blindsided and flustered, while he hasn't even realized what he said.

I can't promise to write something for every prompt because I'm not always a very inspired writer but I always welcome suggestions! Idk if this is what you wanted but I tried lololol. WITHOUT FURTHER ADO..... ur ficlet.

There was nothing much to do around camp today, Willow decided. It was too warm to start a regular fire just because she felt like it- Wilson would surely complain, the man suffered worse in summer than in winter, if it was possible- and it was too bright to sleep.

"What'cha up to over here?" No response, which meant he was deep in Science Mode(tm). She peeked over Wilson's shoulder, glancing at the prototypical diagram he had spread out in front of him. He had been talking earlier about an invention, some sort of clothing that would actively cool the wearer rather than just slow their increase in temperature. The current drawing looked, to Willow, an awful lot like a giant ice cube strapped to the user's head. Now, she wasn't saying Wilson never had any good ideas, but perhaps the heat really had cooked his brain today. Having concluded that whatever he was doing wasn't of dire importance, she decided to continue pestering him.

"Do you think you could invent a flame thrower to melt all the snow in winter?"

No response.

"Maybe it could be, like, a super-torch?"

Nothing. It was time to try a different tactic.

"Ya know, if it's soooo unbearably hot today, you could just take off your shirt... Or at least that dumb vest."

Wilson hmmmed and hunched further over the table, scribbling furiously.

This was ridiculous. Not even a verbal acknowledgement she was here? "C'mon, dork! I know you like me."

"Of course, I'm quite attracted to you." Wilson agreed. He ducked down to rummage for something in the chest that sat beside the table.

"Whu-HUH?" Willow sputtered. Was this a joke? She wasn't laughing.

"Yes, I'm afraid you can be rather distracting," Wilson replied, paying her no mind as he stood up again with several small gears and the old ice box schematic. He scrutinized both.

Was he serious? No way. But he wasn't laughing, either. What? I'm quite attracted to you. You can be rather distracting. The hell did that mean? The HELL did that mean?

Several beats of studious (and stunned) silence later, Wilson spoke. "Willow?" He looked up, over at her, caught a glimpse of her reddened face. "Are you alright? Is the heat finally getting to you as well?"

#you can be quite distracting #willowson #dst wilson #wilson dst #dst willow #bunsen burner #willow dst #i like to imagine that wilson is 100% used to willow bothering him and easily tunes her out #but if she stops talking some alarm goes off in his brain #bc if shes quiet shes getting into trouble. OR shes mad. #also laughing at *ignores u completely* but thats just the facts folks!!! #love u for the ask xoxoxo send more

[yourpsicodelicbitch]

little thoughts on asteroid aspects ☄️

hii next time I’ll post the 3rd part of “juno signs and their specific love languages”!!

pinterest

take what resonates, leave what don’t 🎀 you don’t have to necessarily identify with it.

Circe (34) - Saturn aspects: you are sarcastic, like dark humor or people can think the way you entertain others could be quiet harsh or how I like to call it, “reality”. the ones that get it, the ones that don’t, don’t 😝

Bella (695) conjunction Pluto: your intensity and mysterious aura or acting attracts people. your controller and direct attitude drawns people bc of the security you hold in your words and how you carry yourself.

Bella (695) aspects also could tell what catches most people’s attention of you. for example, I have aspects with sun and pluto, others are intrigued by the bubbly and strong persona, even aggressive sometimes?

Peitho (118) square Chiron: you could have been manipulated, influenced by your family/people around you, you considered your loved ones or you trusted them. You also could have manipulated or started to being persuasive with them and others. in this lifetime you’re learning and understanding you have to be cautious of people’s persuasion bc in the past it affected you strongly. Most important, you could be a healer, later, when you have learned about your experience, you could use it as a way of helping others. You have a way with words in order to make them believe something, in themselves.

*persuasion and manipulation are not the same, but I do believe there’s a thin line you can pass in order to do the other. I also believe, specifically in this aspect, that in some point the persuasion of peitho could have passed to manipulation.

If you have a lot of Narcissus (37117) aspects on your natal chart, sure you are full of yourself BUT depends on other prominent planets/asteroids. For example: I have a lot of Narcissus aspects but I’m conscious about my possibilities and reality because of the impact Saturn -chart ruler- has on me. it’s like saying that I have a why and that certainly would not be called “full of yourself” but knowing my worth? perhaps they could be cocky at times and etc.

What aspect I saw influence in a “full of yourself” attitude? Narcissus (37117) aspecting Chiron. They’re insecure about themselves, if someone affirms they’re attractive they’ll think about it, again and again and the only conclusion they’ll have would be “they’re drooling for me”. One of the placements that aliments that vain attitude is mars dominant -mentioning to make more sense-.

Sassi (7500)- Uranus aspects: you could get away really easily out of trouble. I’ll compare you to a little devil -not really- but it reminds me of a little girl who has a “I did nothing” face and everyone believes her, she in fact did many things. asteroid sassi —> sassy.

Zerlina (531) - Venus aspects: shows you want to be in charge in your relationships -not only romantics-. reminds me of Uranus energy towards authorities: you don’t want to be told what to do, you want to be and that’s it. Depends on the aspect on how you manage that need/attitude.

If it’s square you have a conflict bc sometimes you want to be in charge and sometimes you wish others would take charge.

Diomedes (1437) - Mars aspects: if something bothers you there’s no doubt you’ll stand up by yourself, no matter who they’re, you don��t give a shit, you want them to pay. Others could affirm you turn into another person when you’re mad, you could use the power you hold. this also could be interpreted that you like to be dominant or the one who control things in bed. you could get turned on by people who has power or bothers you.

Kaali (4227) aspecting Ascendant: you hold a lot of power, to destruct and change. You have a lot of presence and when that presence is gone is obvious, people change because of you; something you left there bothers them and encourages them to grow. You’re unforgettable. You could feel the need to defend the weaker. You’re in constant rebirth.

Talent (33154) 6H can tell you have a natural talent of taking care of others, SADLY if it’s aspecting Chiron, it shows you, as a kid, learned to do it.

Ghoshal (17927) aspecting Mercury could mean you often feel others are not paying attention when you’re talking, your ideas, how and what you think. it’s really rare to encounter someone you feel it’s really interested in your mindset and share the same thoughts.

Canup (17836) - Neptune aspects can tell you need to be less delulu, separate what you think from reality -facts-, being more practical in order to become better in life, “reach your highest potential”.

♡ Based on personal experience and what I’ve analyzed in my surroundings.

♡ English is not my first language.

♡ I’m not a profesional astrologer.

Thank youu. baibaiii🫣🫶����💋

Do not copy. Please give me credits.

#astrology #astro observations #pinterest #astro posts #astro placements #astro notes #aspects #narcissus #bella #asteroids #asteroids astrology #asteroid sassi #peitho #Chiron #uranus #ascendant

[strawdool]

My designs for lamb, narinder and my followers!!

if you wanna hear me yap about my followers i'll put it below.

So basically they are mostly the disciples i based it more on my gameplay

So Yarnaon, she is the oldest of all the cult and the disciples, in my gameplay she is my first wife but on my lore she is the most responsable out of everyone, being there the longest gave her a sense of wisdom and mostly helps taking care of the cult when Lamb is crusading. She is serious, hard working and doesnt have much like for chaos or havoc like the others.

Then there's Nono, MY PRECIOUS NONO she is the first born of the cult and on my lore (idk if call it an au im still seeing what to do) she is kinda of a daughter to Lamb, mostly being raised by them after a plague killed her parents. She is very sweet, out going and extremely loyal to her Leader. She has a bunch of scars on her bc of her crusades with Lamb. She loves fighting and adventuring and wont tolerate any bad mouthing of the leader.

And Merarno… he is something he is prankster, chaotic and mostly a troublemaker. A lot of the cultist dont understand how is it possible that he is still on the cult or hasnt been sacrificed yet. Welp, its because Lamb likes that about Merarno nothing its the same with him, there's always a new way they find to sneak up trouble under the Lamb's nose and after all these years running the cult sometimes its the same thing over and over again. That's why they gave him a immortality necklace but they havent made him his disciple, why? because they know that he will try to take advantage of his power. And for the cultist to not get mad of the favouritism towards Merarno they gave him the worst job which is cleaning poop or messes on the cult.

And Finally, Nollie, they are quiet, curious and always open to know more, one of the new disciples and someone born in the cult. They are mostly friends with Nono and often will work on the kitchen if they arent helping Yerarno around.

And ofc we have fucking Narinder, we all love him for me, the characterization of him its mostly yknow, an asshole still pissed fro lossing his powers but slowly warming up working on the cult, he would often work on the farms and alone mostly because almost nobody on the cult likes him. the few people that put up with his bullshit its Nono (because she wont be taking anyone's shit) and Merarno (drinking buddies). i tried to give him other clothes bc ngl i wont be giving him a long ass robe if he is working his ass off he kept part of his old tunic as a reminder of what he once was.

#cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #cotl oc #my art

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I had a dumb idea that I wanted to ask, how would Ken and Barbie react to a new Ken who's supposed to be a superhero (K man or something) thing is there's no criminals or supervillains in barbie land to fight so for most of the time their either crouching over buildings overdramatically monologuing their thoughts/past or hiding in their not so secret base

The "overdramatic monologue" is giving ATSV!Ben Riley hsahggs

.........

Ken

You're a new Ken doll who was meant to be a superhero (and you were an instant hit with the kids back in the Real World).

But Beach!Ken thought you were just another rival trying to compete for Stereo!Barbie's attention, especially when you have such a cool costume and look badass 24/7.

So he's got his eye on you.

Yet you don't really have a Barbie and you're certainly not trying to get anybody else's Barbie.

You're just Ken-Man (or Super Ken, K-Man, or whatever Mattel decided to call your alias), the lone savior, protector, and guardian of Barbieland.

Except..there's not really much for you to save, protect, or guard in the first place.

Barbieland's more or less a utopia. There's no supervillains or an archnemesis for you to fight, nor is there any crime.

So when Ken's standing alone on the beach one night, he spots you crouching on the ledge of one of the buildings, and he can see you looking around.

He goes closer for curiosity's sake (and to distract himself bc he's bummed out he couldn't stay at Barbie's dreamhouse), and hears you monologuing.

"Just another windy night in Barbieland..it's cool, refreshing, and calming. It's like my conscience in a way. It's at peace knowing that I've kept this city safe once again. I hope every Barbie, Ken, and everydoll in-between sleeps soundly-"

"What are you doing up there, Ken?"

When you see Beach!Ken staring up at you, you jump down and land (to which he jumps back, surprised you didn't break a leg), thrilled that some doll finally approached you.

"Ah! You caught me monologuing."

"Mono...what?" He blinks, dumbfounded.

"Just spilling my thoughts, dear citizen. Nothing to worry about." You smile brightly behind your mask, although you see that he looks annoyed. "What troubles you on this quiet night, Ken?"

"Oh nothing. I'm just mad that Ken kept trying to show off and dance with Barbie at her party tonight. He did backflips in front of her! It's not fair, why can't I do that??"

"Ohhh you mean this?" You perform a single backflip, but he glares at you, ready to snap.

"I wanna know how to do that. Teach me."

"Wait...didn't you injure yourself when you tried to go surfing earlier today?"

"...you saw that?"

"Of course. I see everything from my not-so-secret base."

"....AND you have a house?!!!" He screams, causing you to take a step back.

But you quickly realize he's just insecure and thinks he pales in comparison to the other Kens when trying to impress his Barbie.

And you having a cooler job than "Beach" certainly doesn't help matters...

You're a compassionate hero, though, looking to see past his initial hostility and offer to train him on doing backflips, front flips, etc.

He gets cocky and it...doesn't go so well as he slips on a rock and faceplants onto the pavement (luckily he doesn't break anything this time).

Instead you take him to your not-so-secret base to train in a safe environment, and he gets better with practice.

He's very jealous of all the cool tech you have (including a security robot who's similar to Closet from Life in the Dreamhouse, except not hostile at all) and you gotta refrain him from touching anything.

Once he realizes you're not trying to impress his Barbie, he becomes buddies with you--though you treat him more like a sidekick.

Barbie

"Hello, Barbie!"

"Oh hi, Ken!"

She's seen you around Barbieland a lot, especially in the late hours of the night.

You're one of the coolest Kens she's seen, although she's surprised there wasn't some superheroine Barbie already around (or maybe there was...she doesn't know for sure, but it doesn't matter).

While she doesn't fully understand your monologues regarding your past (whether it's about being responsible with your "powers" or whatever origin story Mattel decided to cook up for your character), she finds your words admirable, your deeds heroic, and your personality charming.

When she's on the beach or taking an evening drive, she'll often look for you on the rooftops and wave.

You always wave back, of course.

But immediately lose your train of thought if you were monologuing at the time.

That's okay though, bc you had an oath to keep Barbieland crime-free (and not waving back to a Barbie was something only a criminal scumbag would do).

Even though this place lacks criminal activity and supervillains, you do often help citizens with mundane troubles.

Some call upon your aid and you're there instantly.

Plus, you have a "super sense" that alerts you to imminent danger, allowing you to arrive just in time.

For instance, when Barbie falls from her dreamhouse instead of floating down, you suddenly swooped in to save her before she could hit the ground.

"Are you okay, Barbie??" You worry, having never seen her fall before.

It's not the first time you've ever seen a doll fall, however.

"I-I....yeah, Ken! I'm fine! I'm great!!" She's embarrassed that you saw her at such an "imperfect" moment, stumbling out of your arms. "Thanks for saving me."

"Of course, it's my job to protect all of you." You smile.

Although after she leaves in her car, you frown a bit, worried that she's in more trouble than she's willing to admit..

Maybe you oughta report to Weird Barbie.

#clanask #anonymous #barbie x reader #barbie movie x reader #ken x reader #male reader #doll reader #superhero reader #headcanons #platonic

[ezri261]

Personal Assistant...

Yandere Fatui Harbingers x Dom Male Reader part 4

Part 3

Warnings: Degradation, cursing, an organ getting cut off

"What do you mean gone?! You better be pulling my leg here, Tartaglia!"

Dottore shouted at the ginger, not believing that his loyal assistant is gone from his room, surely the ginger was just bluffing to get a reaction out of him, right?!

The masked man was overthinking to the point that he was already marching over to (M/N)'s headquarters, along with the rest of the harbingers and the [alive] assistants. [yk, bc op died lmao, rip bozo]

The said male threw the door open, making a shelf full of plants fall down to the floor, dirtying it.

"Ah... Milords and miladies, what brings you here?"

(M/N) was quite startled that every harbinger was there- They even destroyed his plants! He was furious but nevertheless, he couldn't snap at them as he didn't want to die yet.

"My apologies, (M/N), Tartaglia informed us that you weren't in your room."

"Lord Pierro, Lord Tartaglia, I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I just took a shower. Sorry for the trouble."

"No worries, (M/N). It seems as though Tartaglia wasn't looking hard enough for you, how lazy."

Sandrone replied, eyeing Tartaglia up and down, she was mad at him for ruining her beauty sleep. As while Arlecchino sighed and shooed the others away, wanting some rest herself.

"Get some rest (M/N), apologies for barging in."

"It's no problem, Lord Capitano."

The harbinger nodded and went out of the room with the rest of them. It was quite weird that all of them went to (M/N)'s room altogether though.

Two days has passed and (M/N) was back to working with Dottore, nothing seemed too much out of the ordinary, just the usual when working with him; Experiments, delusion making, drugs, potions, visions(?), pills that make you tell the truth- Wait-

"Now tell me (M/N), where were you last night? Because I, for one, know that, that ginger wouldn't wake us all up just for a misunderstanding."

Dottore was standing in front of (M/N), while the male was sitting down at a chair, tied to a rope to prevent him from escaping.

"Lord Dottore, I was at my room, showering. Lord Tartaglia must've not seen me."

"Tell me the truth or I'll force it out of you."

He was slowly losing his patience, it would be a shame to kill a person who helps him with his experiments, he'll probably just leave him with... Permanent blindness in his right eye.

"My Lord, if I may be bold, I am telling the truth- AH-"

Dottore forcefully grabbed his chin and forced his mouth wide open to swallow the pill. It didn't take long for (M/N) to swallow the pill and cough harshly due to not having anything to push the pill down easily.

"Now tell me, for the love of Tsaritsa- Where have you been?"

"I was at- I was at Lord Scaramouche's hiding place-!"

It was quiet for a moment until Dottore grabbed (M/N)'s shirt and pulled him towards himself, he was seething in anger and if anyone were to enter the room right at this moment, they would be dead before they could even step another second.

"WHERE IS THE BALLADEER AT?! TELL ME YOU, STUPID PEASANT!"

"I don't- I don't know!"

Now (M/N) was trembling in fear, quite scared for his life as the masked man thrashed the lab, his creations being broken left and right. Everybody knew of Dottore's outbursts and it wasn't nearly as bad as this one, in fact, you could even say that this one was the worse out of all of them.

"WHERE IS HE?!"

"Sir- I told you, I do not know, he's always on the run!"

"YOU USELESS FUCK!"

He grabbed a- A FUCKING MACHETE?!!? jk

He grabbed a pocket knife and lodged it into (M/N)'s right eye and the tied-up male couldn't do anything but grunt out in extreme pain while trying to catch his breath and try his best to stay awake.

"You'll be cleaning up this mess once you wake up tomorrow morning. And you will be testing out this potion I made. Am I understood?"

(M/N) was confused but nonetheless, nodded and finally passed out due to lack of blood and exhaustion. . . . . . . . . . . . . . You didn't think that this was the end, did you?

Dottore picked up the passed-out male and took care of him swiftly before carrying him back to his room, putting him on the bed so he could recover comfortably.

He leaned in and whispered to his ear; "Just so you know, this experiment of mine will determine whether you'll die or not."

With that, he left the room with the injured male sleeping soundly.

A/N: I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING PART 4 AND I'M SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER 😭🙏 I WAS SUPPOSED TO WORK ON IT YESTERDAY BUT I HAD TO GO TO THE DOCTOR CAUSE I COULDN'T HEAR ANYTHING IN MY LEFT EAR, BUT I GOT IT FIXED, DW!! I'LL TRY TO POST PART 5 AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, AND YES, IT'S SMUT. taglist:

@kyaaii @sarahyumiko2 @yunadxd @yourdadisabitchboy @justakiro @leafinapuddle @auticorrett @justakiro @illytian @yukinarengoku @annoying-and-upset @amimo3 @dontjudgeabookbythecover @n310el @instantitsu @mitsukashi @leavemealing @rul-of-demise @gallantys @leafanonsforest @eliciana @felix088 @harlanfalcon @traumamakesmefunnier @qluvrv @ninexero 

#fatui x reader #dom reader #sub yandere #genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere #capitano #columbina #dom male reader #fatui #sub fatui harbingers #sub fatui

[novistarplanet]

Baby Daddy eren pt2!

if you haven’t check the original

↳ baby daddy eren headcannons

also go check out my other writings🤭

i hope yall enjoy :)

eren loves doing wheelies in the parking lot with your daughter 😭

hes such a child

best believe everytime he drops hes baby at school she’s well feed! im talking Donuts ,pig n the blankets ,hell even pancakes!

whenever your daughter gets in trouble she always call eren

he’s definitely the type of parent to not care that their child got into a fight they just care if they won or not😭

they both watch gracie’s corner

he hates caillou😒

back to the drug dealer thing i said last post but after every deal he makes he always go to walmart and gets your daughter something

WAIT NO OMG LIKE VALENTINES DATES AND HE TAKES HER TO BULID A BEAR

Daddy daughter dances!!! Omgosh

he would be such a sucker for that he just wants to be in hes daugthers life :(

remember how i said you dont like Historia ?

i most DEFINITELY see her as the type to treat your child differently from hers

always trying to one up you at family barbecues

like hoe we got the same bd you aint no better than me

whats why you had to pull up on her🤷🏽‍♀️🤣

ill stop with the historia slander but after you beat her ass she’s been quiet even since

saddest thing is eren dont care🤷🏽‍♀️

he lets yall fight

he likes it when you braid hes hair

always show up in nike tech suits

He got the whole family a matching set of bonnets including hes mama

and mama carla is even WORSE then eren himself! So after the divorce with erens dad she went on to marry a rich man!

and girl it shows! taking your daughter out to high class shopping districts! BRUNCHS! even enrolled her into a french class!

so now your baby can speak german and french🧍🏽‍♀️

you honestly appreciate her she does so much for you she helps pay for your babys school funds :)

shes the reason you haven’t put eren on child support

literally your daughter already got stocks in her name from her

has you and your baby name tattooed on hes neck

he has a selve of tattoos

bc i said so

eren does not like your new man

any boyfriends you had in the past eren always scares them away

he would either threaten them or actually fight them

eren gets you pregnant again but this time he's actually there!

coming with you to ultra sounds

he asks dumb questions tho

"if we can see the baby...can he see us??"

he refers the baby as He/him even tho yall dont know the gender yet

he really wants a boy and you just want him to be happy

yk them baby shower videos when ppl get mad at the gender?

nah when eren finds out its a boy He goes BALLISTIC running around jumping😭 hes so happy

#eren x black fem!reader #eren x you #eren jeager x y/n #eren headcanons #eren jeager #eren x y/n #eren x black yn #eren fluff #eren x reader #eren x black reader fluff

[sunlightandsuffering]

POSTING JEDI AU BC I WANT IT TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY BC I LOVE IT AND IT'S SO CUTE !!!

Jedi AU

Mikasa comes to Eren at sixteen, prim and shy, but ever eager to please. Eren is twenty-one, and he is not at all impressed with the assignment. 

Everyone else heralds it as an honour, what a big achievement to have your own padawan learner when he’s barely an adult himself. 

Eren on the other hand sees the ‘honour’ for what it really is: babysitting. And not just for him, but for Mikasa as well.

Because his own master had been drawn away on other assignments, missions that Eren couldn’t go on. And the Jedi Order couldn’t have their most rebellious young master running around the galaxy unsupervised. So, they’d given him Mikasa and said here, teach her. They’d successfully saddled him with more responsibility than he’d ever wanted and effectively knee-capped him from doing anything too crazy… Not that the things he did were ever really that crazy, they just weren’t so perfectly in line with the Jedi Order’s world philosophy. She’d stepped off the ship in a blaze of barely contained excitement, he could tell, even as quiet as she was that she was practically bursting with energy, but she’d been raised by the order, so what could he really expect? Orphaned at a young age and found miraculously on the burning remains of her planet, Mikasa had been taken in by a wandering Jedi and raised at the temple. 

For all intents and purposes, she was the perfect specimen, everything a Jedi should be and so not who Eren had wanted to teach. 

She’d looked up at him dutifully, waiting to be spoken to, eager to receive orders and Eren knew immediately she was going to be a problem. They were so diametrically opposed it was laughable, and he thinks the Order probably is laughing at him, payback for causing them so much trouble over the years. Eren sighs, reaching his hand out for a shake, “I’m Eren Yeager, I’ll be your new Master.” “I’m Mikasa,” she tells him sweetly, finally letting a small smile overtake her lips, “I look forward to working with you.” Oh, this was going to be a struggle of epic proportions, he can already tell.

The longer Eren spends with Mikasa, the more sure he is that the Jedi Temple moulded her to be everything he isn’t, to be his worst nightmare personified. 

Because that’s exactly what she is. 

“Well, Master I think we should follow Jedi protocol, and it says to call –” “Mikasa,” He tells her warningly, and she shuts up, her mouth pursing shut, she’s used to it at this point. 

This is how 90 percent of their discussions go these days. “The other masters will be mad,” she sing songs as Eren drags a droid away from the wreckage of the ship he’s trying to access. 

Eren sends her an unimpressed glare over his shoulder, grunting as he hefts the droid out of the way, “Yeah, well the Jedi Order can stuff it, there’s a lot of things they get mad at me about.” “Why do you insist on doing everything incorrectly? Maybe if you did things the right way like I tell you to, then you wouldn’t get in so much trouble.” “Who’s the Master here, Mikasa?” She shuts up again, huffing in irritation and Eren has to remind himself it’s him, he’s literally the master here, their very small age gap and her immense knowledge of Jedi principles blurs the line sometimes. He’s only five years older, sometimes it’s a little hard to boss her around so much, especially when to top it all off she’s almost as good of a fighter as him. He curses away to himself as he steps into the abandoned ship, because of course, he had to be paired with the most gifted Jedi of the new generation, topping even him in her midiclorian count and with the uncanny natural ability to simply kick ass. Her fighting skills are amazing, almost on par with his own, her only fatal flaw is perhaps that she’s such a rule follower. It blinds her in other aspects, makes her too trusting, too sweet. 

Something that could one day get her killed. Eren looks back sharply at the thought, his pain-in-the-ass little padawan nowhere to be found, standing guard until she’s given another order, proving his point. Eren sighs, “Mikasa, get over here brat.” He hears her make a little noise of affront at being called a brat, she gets all cute when she’s huffy, like an angry kitten, and then there are footsteps as she enters the ship. She’s hurrying so fast she runs right into him and Eren grunts as her little body collides with his at full speed, but he’s quick to steady her, firmly grasping her shoulders. 

“Mika,” he chides softly, “Be careful okay, and remember to follow me okay, what if there were still enemies out there, what if something happened to you?” There’s a pretty blush staining her cheeks, but still, she protests, “I can take care of myself!” Eren quirks an eyebrow up at her, his hands rubbing softly up and down her biceps, “And what did I say about that?” Her cheeks puff up as she repeats his words back to him, “I can’t say that until I can beat you in a spar three times in a row.” “And have you?” He questions, because yeah, sometimes being her Master is a little bit fun. “No,” she grumbles out in irritation and he smirks, giving her a playful love tap to her cheek before letting her go, and she gasps in response, “Eren!” 

“Master,” he corrects easily, already slipping further into the ship to investigate, and now he’s really pissed her off, her usually sweet, quiet presence raging behind him. She’s stomping around the ship, showcasing her rage at being spoken down to, and Eren can’t help his smile as he inspects the engine controls, trying to grasp what exactly went wrong here. He hears something fall but doesn’t look back, engrossed in attempting to revive part of the ship, maybe he can find an old flight path if he gets it going. 

His fingers fiddle with buttons and wires, all the while Mikasa seems to be making a lot of noise behind him, a lot more noise than he thinks he’s ever heard her make before. Mikasa really is the perfect padawan, or well she probably would be for any other Jedi – intelligent, kind, brilliant fighting skills, quick on her feet – all qualities necessary in a great Jedi. 

Eren would have preferred someone more flawed, an orphan with maybe a bit more emotional damage he could counsel, someone more similar to him. Not quite such a rule follower, someone he could really bond with, who might look up to him. 

Mikasa isn’t any of those things. Except for right now, it seems as Eren turns around finally after something else goes crashing to the ground. His padawan is glaring at him from where she’d very obviously knocked something over, sweet, docile Mikasa who never allows her emotions to get the better of her is evidently, very displeased with him. 

And most interestingly, demanding his attention, even more as she stares him down, those quicksilver eyes raging, purposefully knocking something else right off the shelf next to her. She’s exactly like a cat, a displeased little creature that gets what it wants. Eren can barely repress his smile, maybe there’s still hope for him yet, some fire in those pretty silver eyes of hers. 

He’s almost giddy at the thought because maybe she’s not a completely lost cause, maybe he can still corrupt her just a little, mould her into being a truly great Jedi instead of a standard foot soldier, someone who thinks for themselves, assesses the situation and decides the next course of action instead of consulting the damn Jedi temple on everything. “Miki,” Eren hums, and she perks right up at the name, it’s one she favours and something he doesn’t call her often, reserves it for special circumstances. “Are you mad at me?” “What gave you that idea?” “Miki,” he chides, beckoning her forwards, and she stomps towards him angrily. 

She stops just before him, glaring up at his tall frame, evergreen locked with silver and Eren smiles, full and genuine at the cute little expression of rage on her face, eyebrows knitted together in irritation. “Tell me what’s wrong?” “Master, you always dismiss me! And you rarely let me fight, even though I can. At the temple I was the best, I beat all the other kids, and I- I was so excited when I found out I’d be training under you, but you never let me show off, never let me fight.” She deflates towards the end of her monologue and Eren hums in acknowledgement, “It’s not because I don’t trust you Mikasa, I’d just rather watch you fight in more controlled environments first. It’s only been a few months, I don’t want to throw you head first into battle.” “But-” He tuts her, his hand slipping up into the tangles of her hair, pushing her bangs back behind her ears, he’s always had a fascination with that sleek pretty black hair of hers, how soft it is, how it feels under his fingertips, “Don’t worry I’m going to let you fight Mikasa, but once you can beat me three times in a row, which I know you will do.” He gives a soft little yank at one of the dark strands of her hair, “You’re a great fighter Mikasa, brilliant, especially with your lightsaber, but you fight predictably. Just like the Order teaches, the same spar you’ve done a hundred times. That’s not how real enemies fight, that’s not how I fight.” Eren smirks, his hand combing out her hair now, something Mikasa leans into, has always enjoyed the rare time he shows her affection.

“I fight dirty, and I always win. There’s a reason I’m so revered at the temple, that my missions are always successes, albeit with perhaps more damage than I’d usually like. It’s because my methods differ from the Jedi temple, and I think that’s something you need.” 

“Oh,” she murmurs softly, eyes now shut, like a cat, as he continues to finger his hands through her hair, his other one slipping up to join in the soft thick strands. She makes a little noise of contentment as he gathers the thick dark mop of her hair in his hands, leaning in as he styles it into a makeshift bun, using his own hair elastic to fasten it at the base of her head. He presses a soft kiss to her temple as he finishes, affection she’s never had, that Eren can’t help but give, something the Jedi Order frowns upon but Mikasa needs more than anything, such a touch-starved child. 

His hands skim down now, settling over her shoulders, “Do you understand now? It’s not because I don’t trust you, it’s because we’re already training Mikasa, and if I have my way you’ll be the best Jedi the order has ever seen.” “Even better than you?” She breathes curiously, her eyes soft and warm now, pliant, heather grey. He chuckles, “Of course, you’re my padawan after all, you’ll have to be better than me.” Mikasa smiles, such a full and beautiful smile, so bright he almost has to look away, “I have to train all those bad Jedi habits out of you though, I think they sent me the worst recruit they could find.” At this, she smacks him and Eren cackles, pinching her side. 

“At least I know how to cook.” Eren guffaws, “Barely!” “I’m better than you!” “Not by much.”

Sometimes, Mikasa wonders how Eren ever thought she wouldn’t fall in love with him. 

Force, how the Jedi Order had thought she wouldn’t fall in love with him? It’s like they were hoping for it. Even when she was younger, she could remember hearing about the trouble-making padawan that no matter how he went against the Jedi temple rules, never had an unsuccessful mission. She had been enamoured, who was this boy, this legend in the making? And then as she’d gotten older, moved up the ranks herself, set to become a padawan, she’d seen him in action and she’d been star-struck. Only once in battle before she’d been ushered away to safety, only a glimpse, but the way his hair had stuck to his forehead, slick with sweat, blood spattering his tunic, forearms pulled taut as he held his light-saber. He’d looked like a vengeful God, and for reasons unknown to her, she hadn’t been able to get him out of her head ever since. He’d appear in her dreams, always standing over her, shirtless, saving her life, the lines of his back cut like there should be wings there. 

She’d seen him only once more before she’d become his padawan, and it had only elevated him further in her mind, up high on that pedestal she could never reach, never even hope to touch. He’d been in the middle of the council, and she’d been sneakily walking by, only to hear the voices of the council. And Mikasa, ever the dutiful student, hadn’t been able to help her curiosity. What she saw had been the dressing down of a lifetime, as Eren stood in the middle of the council, being utterly ripped apart for his most recent mission. She’d been nodding her head along, agreeing, until Eren had finally defended himself, speaking of all the lives he’d saved. 

That had shut them up rather promptly, and Eren had been smirking when she’d finally disappeared down the hall, her heart beating with far more than just the adrenaline of listening in on a top-secret meeting. 

Because Eren had looked particularly handsome that day, his hair windswept against his cheeks, the long cloak the Jedi typically wore conspicuously absent to display lean muscle instead. 

And now, at sixteen, the peak age for puberty, when hormones are running high, especially in battle, the Jedi Order had thought it was a great idea to pair her off with a handsome rebellious twenty-one-year-old? It was cruel, to be honest. Everyone else she knew had older men with beards for masters, shrivelled up and half dead. And here she was with probably the best-looking boy she’d ever seen in her life, and he was around her all the time. Mikasa knew she would be a good Jedi, it was what she was born and raised for after all, she’d spent countless hours sparring, mastering her use of the force, everything to be the best she could possibly be. But lately, she finds what is thwarting her the most is the whole ‘no attachment’ part of being a Jedi. 

Because it’s becoming really hard for her not to get attached. 

Eren steps out of the bathroom, clad in only a towel, his other hand occupied in drying his long hair, water dripping down the divots of his abs. Her mouth suddenly feels very dry, and he sends her a wink as she eats her soup. Yeah, it’s becoming really, really hard for her not to get attached. He disappears down the hall to his quarters, and Mikasa spends ten minutes fanning herself, chanting the Jedi Code over and over again. 

No attachment, absolutely none, not allowed!

But really in hindsight how did they expect her not to fall in love? 

Eren is passionate, almost to a fault, and since she’s joined him on his missions as his padawan she’s realized that he’s particularly passionate about her safety. 

In a way, it’s kind of flattering, and in other ways, it makes her heart almost beat out of her chest. 

He’s always saving her, even when she doesn’t need saving, he’s always there. And afterwards, he’s scolding her for ever being in danger in the first place, as if it isn’t part of both of their jobs. 

But it’s afterwards, that’s the part she adores the most, after the lecture and the yelling when he’s tucking her into his chest and whispering into her hair how much she scared him, that she shouldn’t go out and be so reckless. To which she always replies cheekily, “Isn’t that what you trained me to do?” He always pinches her side for that particular comment, but it never gets old, being wrapped in the warmth and safety of his arms, it feels like coming home, like safety in a way the Jedi temple never has. 

“Mikasa,” Eren chastises her from the head of the ship where he’s piloting them off towards some faraway planet for their next mission, ready to shoot them into hyperdrive, “What are you doing?” He can tell she’s up to no good just by the sound of her footsteps, how she tries to soften them just slightly, her breathing clipped as she tries not to let him hear her. He spins in his chair to find her slipping out of his room, and he quirks an eyebrow curiously, repeating his question, “What are you doing?” She winces as she’s found out, slumping in place. She’s cute, adorably messy all dolled up in her pyjamas, hair tucked up behind her in a messy bun that he aches to pull into a proper one. Always her damn hair. 

“I had a nightmare,” she murmurs, “I was gonna go sleep in your bed.” “C’mere,” he beckons her, his hands just itching to properly tie up that silky hair of hers and almost as soon as she’s within reach he’s dragging her to his lap, turning her around. She shuts her eyes blissfully as she leans back into him, her head tilted against his shoulder as he massages her scalp, gathering the sleek strands into a soft bun at the base of her skull, one that won’t come out so easily like hers did. “What was the nightmare about?” He murmurs as he ties it up with her pretty red ribbon. “Losing my parents.” She doesn’t miss a beat, and Eren sighs as he turns her in his lap, her hair now secured properly. “Are you scared?” She shakes her head, grey eyes tearing up, “I just miss them.” And before she can stop herself, the tears are rushing down her cheeks in hot streaks, more than Eren is equipped to deal with. He sighs, rough hands coming up to wipe at her tears tenderly, “I’m not going to bed anytime soon I have to pilot us to the next planet, but why don’t you sit with me? You can keep me company.” “Okay,” she murmurs through her tears and Eren settles her in the chair next to him, piling her up high with a soft fuzzy blanket as he tucks her into the large swivel chair. “Better?” He asks, and she nods, wiping the rest of her tears into the blanket and Eren smiles, his hand finding her knee to lovingly stroke, “You’ve got me now, I’m here, and I’ll never leave you.” “What about,” she sniffles slightly, “What about when I become a master in my own right?” Eren chuckles, “We’ve got a few more years but even then I think I’ll keep you around Miki, you’re not so bad.” She smiles through her tears, resting her head on her knees as she looks at him, “Would you have stayed with your master if you could?” 

Eren shrugs, his hand still resting on her knee comfortingly, and Mikasa shivers as he strokes over sensitive skin not covered by her blanket, his hands so big and warm. 

“Probably if I could have, but you know the council wanted me doing my own thing, cause less chaos that way, you know how it is.” It’s quiet for a moment and Eren smiles at her softly, squeezing her knee, “But I’m happy how things turned out, I got you instead and that’s not bad at all.” Her breath hitches and she feels like she can’t breathe, her eyes drawn towards his lips and the chiselled cut of his jaw, so brutally beautiful, the harsh angles of his face contrasted with the soft length of his eyelashes, those brilliant green eyes. He’s stunning, and she just wants to lean across the controls and kiss him, has to grip the arms of her chair just to stop herself. 

That night she falls asleep encased in his arms, even better than his bed, warm and protected. She’s only mildly upset the next morning when she wakes up in her own bed, devoid of her master, no evidence it had ever happened at all. Except when she glimpses her reflection in her bedroom mirror and where she expects to find bedhead sticking up at all angles, she finds only perfectly smooth plaits, meticulously woven and expertly banded together. 

Mikasa is not oblivious to the fact that Eren has needs, more carnal needs, it’s something she’d discovered a few months into her apprenticeship. She’d seen a pretty girl leaving his rooms as she reported, bright and early, ready to start the day. Eren hadn’t exactly been thrilled to see her, looking a little worse for wear. He’d grumpily told her to come back in an hour. 

She’d left wondering what this awful feeling in her gut was, this painful sorrow she didn’t understand. 

The feeling had only grown with every subsequent girl she saw him with, how he’d pick them up in different worlds between missions, shooing her off to her quarters and telling her not to knock on his door that night. The deep selfish part of her always wondered what he’d do if she did knock, if she claimed to have a nightmare, would he drop everything for her, push the girl out the door to tuck her into his arms instead? The only thing stopping her from testing the theory was her Jedi training, and her strict promise to herself not to get attached. 

She’s not attached already, she’s absolutely not! Well… maybe she is, just a little bit. 

And as she teeters on the edge of seventeen, a few months until her eighteenth birthday, her attachment becomes more and more apparent. She’s been with Eren for almost two years now, watching him, learning from him. She’s intimately familiar with him, his every quirk, every preference, how he likes his breakfast, how to beat him in a spar. 

It’s becoming dangerous, just how well she knows him, because she’s starting to notice things… things she has no business noticing.

Like his obsession with her hair, how he can never seem to pass up the opportunity to touch the long sleek strands, or how he fusses when she leaves it loose sometimes. He always claims it’s unacceptable for battle, too much of a liability, but Mikasa thinks he just likes to touch it, and she won’t complain. She’s grown to love it, the feeling of his hands in her hair, battle-calloused hands working at her scalp so gently, plaiting her hair with expert precision. 

Mikasa absolutely refuses to admit that she ruffles her bedhead up a little more than she should, that she enjoys how he fusses over her in the morning when it’s particularly wild. Mikasa has noticed this obsession with her hair also seems to extend to his overnight guest preferences. At first, it had pained her to see all these beautiful women slip from Eren’s quarters, long sleek dark hair, always a shade of dark brown or raven as her own, and always long and silky. Temptresses, Mikasa thought of them, beautiful women with perfect bodies, and long flowing hair, styled in a way Eren would never allow her to even think of. To leave her hair loose was to be killed in battle, and it was something her master adamantly refused, always pulled the pretty dark strands taut against the back of her head in some sort of twist. 

She tugs on her long strands self-consciously as she sips her morning tea, awaiting the exit of Eren’s visitor from last night. She’s thought about cutting the strands short, but she thinks Master would have even more of a conniption about that, and if nothing else she loves how he touches her, can’t help but finger the strands, comb his hands through the silky locks. 

Mikasa prides herself on how perfectly taken care of it is, always smelling of lavender and sage, preening when Eren notices the scent. There is the click of a door and Mikasa’s head snaps up, torn from her daydreams and she spots her, a blonde today, the golden colour more bronze, so dark it almost borders on brunette. And as they lock eyes, Mikasa’s mouth twists up in disgust, because she’s discovered another preference of her master’s, one she hadn’t been sure of, but today confirms it. 

He prefers Jedi women, to anyone else. 

She’s not sure when he picked up this proclivity, probably only in the last few months, but recently it feels like every girl she sees exiting his room she’s also seen around Jedi headquarters. 

It’s awkward, but at least they don’t linger. 

Because Jedi don’t form attachments… Thus, Mikasa cannot be forming an attachment. And there is, therefore, zero reason for her to be excited about the prospect of Eren preferring Jedi women, hopeful even. Why should she be excited about that? Why would she? She’s not attached, not at all. 

She’s also not jealous of the pretty blonde Jedi she’s seen around Jedi headquarters, that she’s seen Eren talk to more than she’d like. Mikasa does not fume silently as she watches the woman slip out of Eren’s bedroom, Jedi robes askew and with a slightly guilty look on her face. “Mikasa,” She whispers, shocked as she stands in the main lobby, a stand-off as she notices Mikasa seated at the ship’s helm, glaring miserably at Eren’s door. “Misha,” Mikasa responds coldly. 

Internally, she chastises herself, the ever-present voice of the order in her ear, urging her to call this woman ‘master’, to give her the respect she is owed. Mikasa takes a cue from Eren for once and continues to simply glare at the woman instead, the petty part of her refusing to even stand to greet her. “What are you doing up dear? I umm I hope we didn’t wake you –” “You didn’t,” Mikasa retorts, cutting her off, “But you should head out, Master and I have to leave soon.”

“Oh,” Misha mumbles, looking slightly put out, “Well could you pass along a message for me?” No, no she will not, but Misha doesn’t have to know that. “Tell him I’m around here a lot if he ever wants to…” Misha trails off and Mikasa wants to growl at her, how inappropriate the request is. The Jedi Order trained part of her kicking and screaming in her head about propriety and attachments and the fact that this is her fucking superior, asking her to proposition her own master on her behalf. But instead of saying anything, Mikasa forces a smile, just the smallest twitch of her lips, snuggling further back into her chair, “I’ll be sure to relay the message.” Misha smiles, “Thanks Mikasa, you’re a promising padawan I know you’ll do great things.” Yes, yes she will, but she doesn’t need this woman to tell her that. “Goodbye Misha,” Is Mikasa’s only response, a dismissal, and she can’t resist the cruel smile of triumph at how Misha deflates. The woman linger for another moment, glances back towards Eren’s door one more time as she leaves, looking slightly put out by the entire interaction. 

It is a small consolation to Mikasa, especially when Eren asks about her a few hours later, looking glum.  “Did you see Misha when she left this morning?”

“No,” Mikasa tells him primly, “But when we were fuelling up I saw her laughing with Master Reiner, they seem quite close.”

“Oh,” Eren replies, looking slightly put out, “I umm didn’t realize they knew each other so well.”

“Neither did I,” Mikasa comments casually, beginning to steer the ship out of the port, a responsibility Eren has finally allowed her again after the meteor incident.

“But they must be quite close,” She continues nonchalantly, “She was touching his arm, they seemed so comfortable together.”

Eren says nothing and Mikasa presses her lips together to repress her pleased smile as Eren drops down into the seat next to her, a hand slipping up to affectionately tug at her bangs, “Don’t crash the ship again please.”

She beams at him, “I’m only as good as my teacher, Master.”

“That’s it, give me the wheel, brat.”

Life is good.

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[darkbluekies]

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Concept: I've put multiple asks into one post to avoid too much loose posts on my account! This way, you have more to read too<3

Warnings: insomnia, medication, drugs, chronic illnesses, broken bones, mentions of overdosing,

☁️ ... this is my last ask for the day i SWEAR. how about dr kry with a sleep deprived darling / a darling who's always sleep deprived. if that doesnt work because of the setting (cause yknow in canon the darling's always napping lol), then how about a darling who has trouble sleeping. OR BOTH if you want to and can make it work. sorry i really wanna request this one cause the only time i can have a good sleep nowadays is when the weekend hits 🥲 i just want a bit of dr kry fluff 😭

He will sit with you for as long as you need, putting your needs before his. He can see that you're struggling to fall asleep. He can see the hollow half moons under your eyes and his heart will break.

"I can't watch this anymore. I'm going to go get you some sleeping pills, okay? And if they won't work I'll go get anaesthesia. Hopefully that'll be able to make you relax."

You'll get your sleeping pills and then rest back against the pillow. Dr Kry will sit with you until morning hours if needed. He'll hold your hand, play with your fingers, hug you if you want one and read for you.

"Are you feeling a little sleepy now, Y/N? Yeah? Are the pills working? Amazing. Just relax and let yourself fall asleep. I'll be here with you until you fall asleep and then I'll meet you in the morning, okay? We'll eat breakfast together, I promise."

Dr kry with s/o who suffers from migraine. Like bright lights aren’t good, eats a lot of pain killers and sleeps a lot bc of it

One of the main things with Dr Kry is that he always forces you to sleep (as seen in his headcanon), but that's because of the poisoned air he puts you in. If the lights we're bothering you as well, he'll turn them down and use small, warm nightlights to keep the room somewhat lit up. He'll try to control your intake of pain killers since he's afraid that you'll take too many, but he'll make sure that you won't be in pain one way or another.

"What? Too bright? Still? But, honey, all of the lights are already off. It's only this little light that's still on ... alright, I'll turn it off. If this continues I might have to develop nightray vision. Why don't you take a nap, Y/N? It'll make you feel better."

How would Dr Kry react to a darling who's very interested in his love life and like to tease him ? Always asking question about his possible partner, what he likes, ect ? Just to say " I don't understand why you're still single, you're so easy to love! Besides you're also very quiet, I know a lot of girls who liked the quiet bo- Wait !! Let me set you up, there's a very nice nurse I think her name is ... Charlotte? You know, the short brunette on the first floor ? She seems very kind or maybe you're gay ?? Well, there's that one dude at the cafeteria, I kinda had a crush on him at the beginning but I thinks he likes men...you could still give it a try if you want 🙂"

He'd let you have a go at it at first, hoping that it'd only be a one time thing ... but you continue to tease him every. single. day. He'll try his best to avoid the subject all together, but in the end would lose it. He'd grab your shoulders and pin you up against the wall in an attempt to make you silent.

"Shut up! Just shut up, alright?! I don't want to hear it!"

He'd noticed that he'd scared you and let your shoulders go. Backing away a step while running a hand through his hair, he'd think on how to save this situation. You'd apologize for making him mad which would only cause him to sigh heavily.

"You're so stupid, Y/N. Why can't you see that I want you? My fingers ache at the need of touching you sometimes and my heart breaks at the thought of you imagining me with someone else! I don't want anyone else. I think I'm going insane! I don't want to hear you talk about other people when you're with me. I just want you to focus on me and me only. Can you do that for me?"

He'd notice how wide your eyes were and how you started pulling your arms closer to your torso. With a hiss, he'd bring you into his arms before you had the chance to run away.

"I love you", he'd whisper.

im going to be sending in two asks bc i am mentally ill. heres the first one: how would dr kry deal with a patient who is chronically ill and frequently needs surgeries? this may or may not be self indulgent because i may or may not have just gotten surgery yesterday on my silly goofy eyeball (im fine)

He'll be right by your side. He'll take care of you and give you everything you need. When you're afraid, he'll kiss your hand and give you a reassuring smile.

"I know you're scared ... I wish I could do something to help you. I wish I could steal you away from here ... but you need these operations to survive. I'm so sorry, Y/N. What can I do to help you? Do you want something to eat? Do you want me to read for you? Yeah? Absolutely, anything for you."

second ask: i literally love dr kry so hear me out 💀 how about dr kry with a patient whos just being a total cranky BRAT to him. acting up, mouthing off, just being a little twerp. (its me. im also a little twerp)

Do you want to die? He controls your body. If you're being a little brat, he'll make sure your air is even more polluted and you 'accidentally' hurt yourself.

"Your arms are broken? Oh dear, how did that happen? Well ... i guess your silly behaviour came to bite you in the butt. Well, now you have to be a little nicer to me if you want me to care for you, okay? I don't want to help an ungrateful brat. Good, let's start over."

What would Dr. Kry do if darling tried to take a lot of pills to overdose and feel independent without him?

You'd be tied to the bed :) and have no privacy :) and never be in control again :)

I just discovered your blog and i'm in love with Dr Kry 😭what would happen if reader was sensitive to loud sounds??

He'd sound proof the room and give you ear plugs. When he's talking to you, he'll use a soft spoken voice and if he gets angry, he'll try his best to keep his composure so he won't yell at you. If there were loud bangings or sounds he can't control, he'll hide with you in the bathroom where the sounds aren't as loud. You'll have your ear plugs and his hands over your ears.

"It's alright, little one, just breathe. The noises will end soon. When they end, we'll go back out into the room and we'll read a little, okay? I'll try to find out who made these awful sounds and make sure they won't do it again."

what if we actually end up living with Dr Kry??

This man would honestly take such good care of you. You'll share a big bed, have many plants and he'd show a more humane side that he can't show in the hospital. He'll smile more, love more, talk more. The constant stress of being in the hospital and having people all around who could take you away from him takes a lot of energy that he wants to project on you.

"I've baked bread! I've wanted to try for a while. How about you come with me downstairs and get a slice with some marmalade? I know your legs are weak, I'll carry you down if you'd like."

i was wondering how would reader and dr krys relationship be if reader was nurse or doctor

He'd make sure you were scheduled together so he can spend his work shifts with you. People in the hospital would think that you're a couple. Exactly as he wants. He'll buy you lunch and stay close to you on break times. If anyone asks him if you're a couple, he'll answer with something that indicates that you are.

"Y/N, do you want to go take a bit of fresh air? You've been working so well these last hours, you're well deserved of a break. Come here, let's go take a few breaths and a bit of coffee before the night shift."

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[liannelara-dracula]

Hi love,

Thanks for asking this so obviously this pertains to the S bros so that’s where I’m sticking w this. Not including Kino bc he’s not really involved in this whole S bride thing anyway.

-Liannelara

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Who is capable of falling in love with their S bride? (MTL) + how much they value their S bride?

Subaru—He’s very vulnerable and he’s with this woman 24/7 and if she’s nice to him/gives him attention he’s roped in. But would never admit it. It might just be puppy love even but he’d end up liking her weather or not he does anything about it.

Value: he’d value her if she was tolerable and likable in the sense that she didn’t bother him. If she was gentle He’d especially value that. On a scale of 1-10 it’s have to be a 6.

Reiji—this may come as a shock because he is very head strong and a perfectionist but he his capable and we see this in the game routes numerous times. Even if Reiji has a different way of expressing his care or love, when he loves he treats his partner very well. And it takes a while for him to gain feelings but it’s through all the trouble and pain that he’s caused you but it’s mostly through getting to know you emotionally that he is able to love. But feels quiet guilty.

Value: 8 or 9/10, if you bare his kids, your a respectable lady and you got it all down he’s appreciative that you’ve brought his kids into the world but what doesn’t give you 10/10 is that he’d doesn’t value nor care for you as a partner. He may see you as his wife and mother of his child but not as a romantic partner. If you don’t have redeeming qualities you are just worthless to him. 3/10 or lower.

Shu—gosh, he seems like he could but also might not. Either way he’s lazy about it. In the game routes he is seen to fall in love sometimes but I think it’s quiet dry. There’s not much to it and he doesn’t seem all that into it. He’s just there and it’s comfortable to him. I would say it’s a practical convient love not a deep love unlike Reiji.

Value: 5/10 not too bad because it’s free s3x. He is annoyed but also amused at the same time. Not interested to know much and doesn’t know half of what you do bc he’s doesn’t care. If you don’t bug him often you get the 5/10 you won’t get more because he wants little do with you and since your not annoying there’s a flip side to it.

Kanato—he loves women, and that can mean many different things. But as deranged he may be he isn’t as complicated as his other two brothers, well may be just as complicated—but differently! Though if it’s about love this changed his behavior and he may drop the psychotic behavior altogether especially if there was character development but it’s hard to say. But he seems like he’d have feelings even if they are not the healthiest, he’s more capable of loving and liking than the other two.

Value: you could have 0/10 where he’s just going to m*rder you. Or you could have 11/10 were he is opposed and will not give you to others and protects you at all costs. There is no inbetween.

Laito—he’s to damaged to be capable of understanding his feelings. So while he may feel something he can’t distinguish it nor how he feels about it. All he knows is that it’s different and he’s not going to go further than that. I also believe he has a lot of trust issues with women so loving one is just not practical needless to say he’s a damn mess.

Value: 3/10 if not 0/10. You are like every other woman, why should you be different? Amuse him but also don’t get involved and he won’t be mad, but it doesn’t mean he likes not trust you at all so 3/10. You are merely convenience.

Ayato—he doesn’t really love and I got to say if he did he’s not sure what is going on. He’s quiet selfish and might confusion attraction and convince as love. In fact, he thinks that his S bride loves him so therefore he has a mutal feeling of love for her. He’s okay with having her love him but not that he loves her. He’s too narcissistic to fall in love.

Value: 3/10 or 7/10. 3 is your stubborn and boring to him and you’ve given him nothing. 7 is you give him what he wants and are obedient for the most part.

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#diabolik lovers #anime #diabolik lovers headcanons #anime headcanons #dialovers #diahell #reiji sakamaki #anime requests #laito sakamaki #shu sakamaki #kanto sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #diaboys #diabolik lovers hcs

[simorys]

i feel rude to ask 😭😭 -but may we know headcanons off the lotf boys pre-island? sorry if it's too much aaa! your art is so amazing, btw!! ^^

Hiii this isn't rude at all, I love talking about my hcs 💕

It's funny you ask this because I've been thinking about making a comic (or maybe just a blog) of their pre island lives and maybe some post island stuff too! I wasn't sure if people would actually be interested in that though, I also suck at committing to things like that 😭

To answer the question though :D

- Ralph's mom died about a year before the island

- Piggy's parents died when he was really young, probably around 6 or 7

- Piggy has a younger sister (she's his cousin but they've lived together long enough to be his sister). They share a room and constantly fight over things (like stealing each other's clothes or other things, fighting over who's side is who, ect.). They were in the middle of a fight before Piggy left on that plane.

- Simon would sometimes get in trouble for not speaking/being too quiet in school (me fr)

- Simon would try and sing C# a lot (he never got it and never will 💔)

- Sam and Eric share a room and Eric has the top bunk

- Sam and Eric would sneak in stray cats and dogs then get in trouble by their parents

- Piggy's little sister would steal his clothes because she knew it made him mad, she also just preferred his clothes

- Jack would sometimes spend the night at his church

- Jack would throw choir parties at his house, usually after concerts. mostly as a way to get them to hang out with him

- Ralph enjoyed painting, usually landscapes and horses

- Jack doesn't really have friends, skill issue ngl

- Roger sleeps in random alleyways a lot

- Jack was a "Goody two shoes" and strict about following rules before the island. He's also a nerd

- Simon sneaks out a lot at night, just to walk around

- Ralph had recently moved to a new place before the island

I need to start writing down my hcs bc usually I just think of them and then forget later 💀

But that's what I have so far :3

#lord of the flies #lotf #lotf fandom #lotf hcs

[fentibeauty]

— ❛ 𝐢 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲. ༉‧₊˚

letitia ✘ black!thick reader

author’s note: this been in my head for 2 days, ima be so mad if this ain’t came out how i imagined it in my head.

summary: there is some jealousy in your relationship. plot twist is, it’s not between you and letitia. you are dating someone else, who is highly jealous of your relationship letitia. what happens when you tell letitia the news?

warnings: profanity maybe, aggression and angst between reader and significant other, letitia coming to the rescue. cheating, you could say. the significant other is sadly a male… only bc what i have in mind, bare with your girl on this one.

tags: @melodykisses @shuris-whore @saturnville @haechvn @ppawmpkin @cherios @vargskelegore @angeliquebones @szalipcombo @rxcently @playgurlxoxo @shurisbbymama @yvxmpire @an1meslvt @letitias-fav @eriksjournal l@thoushallmarrymunson @0hshoot1tsl4ni

“i’m going out, if you’re gonna leave my house make sure you lock the door.” this nigga was always at your house, you we’re starting to think he didn’t have his own like he said he did. you walked towards the door, you began to open it before it got closed back shut. “where? and with who?” you rolled your eyes, it was the same thing every time. “you know who.” you looked at the door, opening it magically opened.

“you still didn’t answer the first question.” he squinted his eyes. shrugging, “i don’t know, whatever life hits us with.” trying to move his hand. “you’re with her almost everyday, i’m honestly getting tired of the shit.” your lips went in a thin line. “uh, she’s my best friend?”

“you sure that she just wanna be yo best friend?” he looked into your eyes. you tried to open the door again but it was closed back shut, you huff in annoyance. you look back at him, “you gon leave without giving me a kiss? crazy.” you frowned your face in disgust.

you managed to get most of his weight of the door, opening it and walking out, hissing in pain when he closed the door on your side out of frustration. “ow, nigga! can i get out of the door first before you try to close it out of pettiness.” you rolled your eyes holding your side as it thumped slightly.

“whatever man, just go!” you turned around and began walking because that’s what you were doing anyway.

you walked up to letitia’s car, you opened it and you were met with a big smile. you reached across and gave her a hug. “a bit late coming out of the house, no?” you rolled your eyes playfully. “well, when you have an interrogating ass nigga down your neck, expect a delay in arrival.” you laugh.

“hmm, he isn’t giving you too much trouble is he? i’d hate to have to make a trip back to your home after we’re done with today’s festivities and straighten him out for messing with my baby girl.” letitia raised her eyebrow at you. “thanks, but no! i have everything under control.”

“i still don’t know why you’re with him!” you give her a look and she throws her hands up in surrender. “relax, i’m just saying. you deserve way better.” she hinted. “um, can we enjoy our day now?” you didn’t wanna have this conversation.

“of course, of course.”

letitia took you shopping, you didn’t even get to spend your money— you weren’t allowed to spend it. “tish, i can buy my own things!” you pouted as the lady at the desk handed her yet another bag.

“i know you can, you just won’t when you’re with me. you know this.” you scoffed, “well, can i at least carry the bags?” she continued to walk as if she didn’t hear the words leaving your mouth. “letitia—”

“shh, just walk pretty.” she softly demanded.

you huffed at first but you sure did kept quiet and kept walking.

letitia also took you out to eat and she told you to just leave your card in the car. it was a fancy restaurant, something you’d never see yourself going to. a lot of things changed when tish came into your life.

after ordering your food, you guys engaged in conversation. “so,” a cheeky smile formed onto your face. “you find someone new?” you asked her as she took a sip of her drink. “what do you mean someone new?”

“you know, someone that catches your eye.”

she shook her head, “nah, i don’t suppose so.” she looked into your eyes. you nodded in acknowledgment. “you wanna know something?” letitia raised her eyebrow.

“he’s jealous of you.” you stirred the ice in your cup. “i can’t seem to find out why. he doesn’t like it when we go out.” you looked up at you. a smirk formed on tish’s lips which you were confused by.

“why are you smirking?” she doesn’t answer, instead she brings the straw to her mouth to take several sips of her drink. the smirk still being glued onto her face.

“this is some surprising news.” she spoke afterwards. you were about to say something back but the food arrived and you were so hungry, you barely wasted time to dig in.

tish was on the way driving back to your house, you rode in silence. the music in the background and tish slightly humming and tapping the wheel, to prevent it from being an awkward silence.

once you arrived, she helped you out of the car and grabbed your bags. she walked up the porch steps and sat them down on the chair. they went in for a hug, tish wrapping her arms around your hip. her tight was and it caused you to hiss.

you didn’t realize that the spot where the door hit you caused you pain until it was touched. “why are you hissing? you okay?”

“yea, he closed the door on me when i was walking on me.” you lifted your shirt to look at the spot and there was indeed a slight bruise. nothing too serious but serious enough for tish’s eyes to fill with anger.

“tish it’s fine—” she held her hand up at you telling you to be silent. “unlock the door for me, please.” you looked in worry before unlocking the door. letitia wasted no time and she opened the door and entered.

you grabbed your bags and quickly followed in. you sat them on the table and walked further in the house. letitia was standing over him and he was laying on the couch.

“mann, y/n why is she in my fucking face.” he sassed. “you closing your lady in doors now?” letitia asked. he sucked his teeth.

“man, ain’t nobody do shit. y/n why the fuck you telling her that bullshit!” he got loud and began to get on his feet but nah. “man, sit down.” letitia pushed him back on the couch. her voice boomed throughout the room.

you stood behind, watching everything go down, “yo sorry ass just gon stand there and let her do this shit to me!” he tried to get back up but he was shoved back down. “watch your mouth, man.” tish warned. “you put a bruise on her beautiful skin. why?!”

“i’m not finna answer you man, lemme get my shit and dip. i knew you had some lesbian crush on her and shit.” letitia let him get up. he grabbed his shoes and belongings and went up to y/n. “you know where i’ll be shorty.”

you watched as the door slammed shut then back at letitia who was slowly walking towards you. “you know baby girl, i understand.”

you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, “i understand why he’s jealous.”

she sat her hands on your hip dips, “he knows how good i take care of you, doing the shit he should be doing.” she continued you were shocked by the words coming out of her mouth.

“he knows i could do so much better than he ever could, he knows i could take you away from him, just like that.” she snapped her fingers. “only if you let me.” she added.

her hand made her way up to your cheek, “so let me baby girl, please.” her eyes fanned down to her lips. “let me love you the right way.”

“tish—”

“don’t worry about him, baby. focus on me, focus on us.” you nodded your head and tish slowly leaned in to kiss your lips. you instantly melted into the kiss, this kiss was filled with love and compassion. something you never felt when you kissed him.

your guy’s lips moved together perfectly as if they were meant to be on each other’s. tish used her other hand, that was still on your hips to bring you closer to her, bodies against each other.

a whimper left your lips as the kiss broke. you looked down, “you lied.” you whispered. “i did? what did i lie about baby?” she asked.

“you said you didn’t have someone new that caught your eye. yet you’re here kissing me.” tish shook her head.

“i didn’t lie, you said something new, these feelings i had for you was nothing new baby girl.”

the enddd.

#letitia wright #blackreader #black panther #letitia wright x black!reader #letitia x reader

[jinxiguess]

GONE characters in a british highschool

this is like the stupidest post ive ever made also disclaimer i know NOTHING about the american school system so i think half of them are probably in the wrong years also i didn't want to put all of them in the same year so ignore how some of their ages dont even match up😭

SAM

year 11

ALWAYS forgets ingredients for food tech

and then burns everything

and then forgets to take it home and just leaves it in the fridge at the end of the day

never remembers to put money in his school account and quinn has to buy him lunch every single day

sleeps through maths

has the most obvious crush on astrid and the entire school knows

ASTRID

year 11

made it her life goal to get head girl when she was in year 7

and got it ofc🤭

try hard in every single class

and top set in everything

always has so much stationery

goes to homework club EVERY SINGLE DAY

besties w the librarian

somehow oblivious to the fact sam likes her

QUINN

year 11

always late to every lesson no matter WHAT

somehow keeps ending up front row in school fights and gets interrogated abt them

"can i go to the toilet?" and takes like 20 laps round the school before he comes back

takes 0.5 pictures of everyone

sells overpriced sweets at lunch and makes bank

threatens to fight people after school but never does

joined the football team but nobody ever passes to him bcs he cant play to save his life

EDILIO

year 10

accidentally downloaded a virus on one of the computers and nearly got expelled

gets squashed in the lunch queue

buttons up his blazer to look smart

makes sam join clubs with him so he isnt alone (he's scared of the year 8s)

tried to feed the seagulls outside the school

hangs out in the library w roger and denies that they're dating but literally everyone knows

so bad at pe that he doesnt even bother bringing his kit anymore n just gets sent to iso

LANA

year 11

literally never in class

vapes in the toilets w diana

ALWAYS in iso

dated quinn for like a week in year 8

somehow pulls absolutely everyone

so popular but everyone is also scared of her because one time she scrapped w drake and bashed his head in

brings alcohol to EVERY party

CAINE

year 11

head boy even though he does NOT deserve it

leads the year 7s to the wrong side of the school

pe try hard (screams "WHAT ARE YOU DOING GET THE BALL" at his teammates)

year 7s all have a crush on him

acts like he caught a disease after he touches a year 8

has like 60% attendance but the teachers still love him

never goes to form

always shoving in the canteen queue🙄

gets way too competitive over kahoot

literally never been sent to iso except that one time he shoved drake off his chair in the middle of class

DIANA

year 11

rolls her skirt up and always gets in trouble for it (and refuses to roll it back down)

vapes in the toilets w lana

sprays entire bottles of perfume every time shes near the year 7s

and then makes friends w them specifically to slag them off later

stalks the teacher's socials

uses xx or 💋 after EVERY SINGLE TEXT

has a pandora bracelet and wears different charms on it everyday

somehow untouched by school air

DRAKE

year 11

"WHAT DID I EVEN DO???" every time he gets sent out of class (he was literally jumping on the tables)

starts like half the fights in the entire school

scraps outside tesco like every single day

LOBS paninis at the year 7s

steals tesco trolleys

should probably just go live in iso atp

got kicked off the football team bcs he wouldnt stop slide tackling

literally on the verge of being expelled

DEKKA

year 10

1000% done w everyone elses shit

sits in empty classrooms at lunch n pals w the teachers

way too stressed abt gcses

actually really really good at music

so quiet but somehow everyone knows who she is

used to take the bus to school but decided she didnt want to have to deal w all the year 7s and stopped

got hit in the face w a netball in pe

BRIANNA

year 9

absolutely sprints to the lunch line

gets so mad whenever someone doesnt pass the ball to her in pe

and always fighting w caine in pe

shoplifts from tesco

forgets her pe bag at least once a day n leaves it everywhere

always getting sent out for talking back

LOST the form pet hamster

nearly blew up a science classroom

TAYLOR

year 8

always talking shit about everyone

makes those tips for year 7 videos

defo has pe first on a friday😭

snitches on EVERYONE

makes tiktoks in the bathrooms

spends half the lessons making her titles cursive and pretty

makes fun of the year 7s as if she wasnt one like two months ago

JACK

year 7

GIANT backpack

and probably gets trampled in the corridors

probably wears undertale or harry potter keychains (and gets bullied abt it)

always gets hit by paninis travelling at 1000kmph

got given a top locker and cant reach it

cries when he gets in trouble

PENNY

year 8

rolls her skirt up unevenly

side eyes EVERYONE

vaped in the toilets and taylor snitched on her

REFUSES to wear her blazer

falls over in pe and everyone sighs when she gets put on their team

got put in iso for insulting all the teachers

ORC

year 10

stabs his radnor fizz w a compass and sprays it at all the year 7s

also starts like a million fights

NEVER has a pen

grabs peoples bag straps and yanks them backwards

always steals the year 7's footballs and boots them into orbit

wears black airforces instead of school shoes

and is never ever ever wearing his tie

HOWARD

year 9

keeps getting mistaken for a year 7

hangs out with older kids to look cool

and then brags about it

sells vapes behind the school at break

tries to break up orc's fights and gets flung halfway across the pitches

MASSIVE blazer (looks like a roblox character)

SANJIT

year 10

probably a theatre kid

runs to every class so he isnt late

always skips pe

that one kid who highlights EVERYTHING

somehow manages to record EVERY SINGLE FIGHT (and then sends it to everyone)

holds therapy sessions in the toilets

that one asthmatic kid who screams whenever anyone sprays anything

#oh my god i accidentally made this so long #there were a few other characters i wanted to include but this is LONG ENOUGH already #anyway pushing my diana and lana being besties agenda #gone series #the gone series #sam temple #astrid ellison #quinn gaither #edilio escobar #lana arwen lazar #caine soren #diana ladris #dekka talent #brianna berenson #howard bassem #charles merriman #sanjit brattle chance #computer jack

[f1oricide]

You got any rise ocs ? Love to see them ^-^

Omg thx for asking, I do actually!! If you go further down my page, I draw her human form for a fanfic I really love. I don’t have a name for her yet bc names are hard :/ BUT! I do have a little backstory for her

She is a battle nexus champion, but she occasionally works as a debt collector of some sorts for big mama. She hates getting her hands dirty so she uses magic claws as weapons. You can’t see it bc of the angle her hand is in, but in her glove, there’s an oval shaped gem that creates the claws for its user. If she has the gloves off, she can’t create those claws.

She loves magic! It’s so fascinating to her and she wants to study hard to be the very best sorcerer there is, but due to some unconventional events she’s got a bad rep at witch town, so she tends to steal magical artifacts when she’s out.

The reason she always goes back to big mama and her battle nexus is bc she’s a black cat, which isn’t bad at all but her power is probability control. She can manipulate fortune AND misfortune, but she struggles to control her magic which ends up inconveniencing to even hurting others around her. She can steal peoples luck as well to give her an upper hand in battle, which is why her eyes can glow a bright yellow.

For a cat with bad luck, there really isn’t any option for her but to go back to the place that accepts her even if it’s for their entertainment.

Now she isn’t the strongest physically, so she relies on her speed, magic and tools to win battles. She uses Mantis styled fighting techniques in hand to hand combat, but a flaw she has when fighting is that she puts too much focus on one thing she forgets about her surroundings which could potentially hurt her or allies.

Id like to believe she’s quiet but when she gets to know you, she gets very chatty, a bit snarky, overzealous, and pretty quick witted. She always has a trick up her sleeve…she has a lot of things up there. Very mischievous, sometimes can go too far with her tricks. Lowkey a bit condescending, but she chill ig.

She’s def a morally gray character, a bit chaotic neutral, the kind that does good or bad stuff for her benefit and maybe her friends too.

She’s known big mama since she was a kitten, so she knows her way around battle nexus ( may or may not be big mamas fav ).

She was born as a twin, her sister being a white haired kitten, both parents had white fur so u see where this is going. Kinda the black sheep in the family, she’s always causing trouble but she means well, her sister is the complete opposite tho. Has the power cause luck and take misfortune away, her sister became the favorite but she got a nasty personality. They always budded heads and fought but eventually her sister and her friends provoked her to the point she scratched her sister in the face out of self defense, the parents got mad and tried to declaw her but she ran away.

Now idk where in time I would like her to meet the turtles and April, but I have a story in my head inspired by some fanfic I read.

So she gets called into big mamas office for a new assignment, capture the turtles alive and bring them to her. Usually when she out she doesn’t have the authorization to bring her targets to the hotel, just to collect and come back. Even if she did, I’d be taken care of by goons, not big mama personally, so she’ll def recognize that it’s a big job if big mama is telling her this personally.

So she conducts research on the turtles but stalking them pretty much and finds out they’re friends with a girl named April O’Neil, so she uses a cloaking choker to enroll at her school and befriend April. It works and eventually, the turtles do some stupid shit and end up getting “found out” by her and April.

Slowly they all become friends (Leo has his suspicions) and eventually she gets invited to the lair by Mikey. She becomes the closest to him not only bc he’s the most social, but he has great magical potential, and she’s intrigued.

Once she gains all of their trust (may take a while) she eventually calls all big mamas goons to their lair and captures them, but at this point, she knows they’re actually good people and not the usual targets she gets assigned to, so after an inner battle with herself, she caves and lets them go, despite the fear in her veins at the thought of big mamas wrath.

I don’t wanna spoil TOO much abt this even tho I most definitely did💀

I wanna write abt her story and her relationship with the turtles and April (specifically one turt in particular;) idk I’m open to any suggestions and as always, sorry if this is a bit all over the place :))

#rottmnt #fanart #rottmnt oc

[kissesforsatoru]

Also, to add to my previous ask. What If socially anxious darling was wearing headphones and ear plugs to block out noise bc she's hypersensitive to noise. And then when she tells baji that she dislikes noise, watch him literally shoo the crowd away [as in giving LITERAL DEATH GLARES that promise you the ruin of everyone you love if you don't FUCK OFF] bc he doesn't want to growl and potentially trigger darling. It works like a charm bc people [bar chifuyu and kazutora if they're with him] get to stepping like mad.

Also, when she tells him that she dislikes getting her ears cleaned bc of the noises, then I feel like he'll do his best to eliminate it so she doesn't have to worry. And then when he finds out that her family/brother has been intentionally triggering her late at night, and that's why she sometimes comes to school tired. Watch her brother be put on the news, and baji basically adopts [read:kidnapping] his darling onsight.

She won't have to deal with that shit again if he has anything to say about it. [It got a little bit specific there bc I've been through the last scenario, and I just wanted baji to comfort me and act like my knight in shining armor.]

in regards to this ask.

i say this a lot but baji is incredibly conscious of his darling. he thinks of the smallest things to accommodate your needs and comfort, even if it means he has to control himself to do it. not growling to keep darling content is literally the perfect example of this. also not starting fights with dumbasses that mess with you to not draw attention is another example. and it’s not difficult for him to do either. baji will naturally fall into the nurturing attentive roll just for his darling. only for his darling. if it were anyone else then baji probably really wouldn’t give a shit to not cause scenes or be quiet.

as for if your family is intentionally doing stuff to trigger your sensory sensitivity, then baji would be pissed, but we knew that already, didn’t we. he knows how upsetting it can be for you because he’s seen first hand how worked up and freaked out you get at school, especially assembly’s. he hates seeing you like that, hates knowing that you get like that just as much. baji would threaten your family, break your brothers bones maybe and ruin something of your parents, a project or something expensive. and then baji will start letting you come home with him during lunch and after school to take naps so you can get the proper rest your family deprives you of.

bajis mama is genuinely shocked for once about something he does when he brings you over. the fighting, the yelling, the getting into trouble she expects of him, but to bring someone over and be quiet for them, be the proper house guest he’s never been before by getting you food and drinks and taking care of anything you may need. she expected him to get antsy and start acting out, but no. no matter how long you stay, baji will remain quiet, and he’ll even let you lay in his lap and he’ll gently run his fingers through your hair and on your back. ryoko never expected anything like that from her son, it was a miracle.

but yeah anyway! baji just,,, takes care of you 🤷‍♂️

#𓏲 msg received 𓂃 💌 #𓏲 kolya thirsts 𓂃 😵‍💫 #yandere thoughts #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokrev #yandere baji #yandere baji keisuke #𓏲 baji x socially anxious darling 𓂃 #ʚ socially anxious darling ɞ

[dowagersqueen]

Modern day parent's evening must be hectic for Alicent..ooh, imagine if Criston is a teacher ...

no because this can be both comedic and fully, and angsty too

on one hand, alicent having to stand there and listen to a list of unhinged things her kids get up to, only for her to save some face on the fact that daeron is a sweetheart to everyone (he just hasn't been caught yet, but he's just as much of a troublemaker)

aegon smokes weed, is always half asleep and skips class (though he somehow still aces math, to everyone's surprise)

the teachers generally like aemond because he's quiet and minds his business in class and studies hard, but he also has a temper so anytime someone tries to pick on him, especially about the eye, or on helaena, or even daeron and aegon, he's ready to throw hands. he doesn't fight people for no reason, but don't piss him off. helaena is always having to bandage his hand on breaks, but she's not always mad about aemond fighting.

the teachers are exasperated with helaena who insists on carrying her favorite bugs with her wherever she goes. they've said something about it when otto came by school one time, but he said "nonsense, let the girl have her interests". she definitely shares some of aemond's temper and whenever someone says something mean to her, she comes up with clever ways to get back at them.

it's daeron who saves alicent's evening because everyone think he's a sweetheart and every teacher loves him, but truthfully, he just hasn't been caught doing anything yet.

i can totally imagine alicent's face as criston the cute teacher starts listing all the offences her kids have managed to do in just three months

aemond at least looks ashamed lol (only bc that's his mama)

but on an angstier note, imagine trying your best with the kids and always hearing about how they're getting into trouble. there's two things here: the instinct to be defensive about them because they're really "not so bad" and "i'm trying my best", and "oh god i'm failing i'm fucking things up for these kids i'm a bad mother i can't handle this alone anymore"

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[urmomschocolatemilk]

I am dying for some dad! Price fics and I can barely find any☹️ I just know he’d be the sweetest with his kids!!!

Dad!Price x reader

He literally would be :(( (id know bc im acc his daughter) anyway you've come to the right place bc I'm obsessed with dad price.

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It’s the first day back to school for his daughter after her break, and Prices third day back from deployment. Getting her up in the morning and out of bed for school had been a struggle, as she’d insisted on staying home and spending the day with her father. As much as Price loved that idea you’d told her it couldn’t happen today, he could already see this tantrum boiling up and quickly promised her they’d have a daddy daughter day that weekend. That seemed to calm her down and she’d dragged herself out of bed, still with much protest, scarfed down the breakfast Price had made her and got ready for school. 

Price relished in the domicity of the situation. The idea of struggling with his wife to get their daughter out of bed was something he never thought he’d have considering his line of work and yet there he stood, flipping smiley face pancakes and yelling “Listen to your mother little lady” across the house at his daughter. It was the perfect contrast to the adrenaline pumping action that he experienced on a day-to-day basis.  

15 minutes later and much struggling from your end his daughter stood in front of the mirror whining as you tried to do her hair. 

“I want daddy to do my hair!” she whined, pulling her head away from you. You sighed  

“Daddy’s busy cleaning up after breakfast,” you tried to tell her for the millionth time. She was having none of it, crossing her arms across her chest and jutting out her bottom lip in a pout. 

“No!” she protested to the sitaution as a whole. You threw your hands up in the air, muttering something she didn’t catch under your breath and exiting the bathroom. Price was leaned over the sink, sleeves rolled up to his elbows as he scrubbed at a pan.  

“John can you go do her hair?” you asked tiredly, leaning against the island, “she wont let me do it, she wants you to,” you explained. He looked up from his work with a chuckle. Grabbing the towel from where it was hanging next to him he nodded, drying his hands.  

“Yeah,” he agreed, with another chuckle “I can do her hair.” Price marches into the bathroom, looking down at his little girl pointedly, hands on his hips as she looks up at him. “You been giving your mother trouble little lady?” He asks in a semi-stern tone. Even though he was attempting to scold her his words had a soft and playful undertone to them. How could he ever truly be mad at his little girl?  

Quickly she shakes her head, but when he raises an eyebrow at her it changes to a nod.  

Price steps behind her, getting to work on making two cute buns at the top of her head, combing back her hair, parting it and twisting it. That’s ‘his’ hairstyle as she calls it, and she never lets you do it on her, so it’s a safe bet.  

“I told you to listen to mom this morning, didn’t I?” he asks, running a comb through her hair. 

“Yeah...” she confirms, her tone turning to a mumble as she says a quiet “Sorry...” watching through the mirror as he takes a bunch of her hair and twists it into a little bun at the top of her head. Price ties it in place with a hair tie, starting on the other side 

“Don't apologize to me honey, apologize to mom, okay?”he looks at her through their reflections and she nods. He ties the second bun, pushing some pins into it before clasping her shoulders, “All done,” he smiles, and she grins at her reflection for a second, before turning to hug his legs tightly.  

“Thank you, daddy!” she squeals looking up at him with a bright smile. He engraved the site into his mind, the moment is to fleeting in his opinion as she turns and runs out of the bathroom to find you and go to school. He watches her run off, bitter thoughts dulling his joy. He couldn’t believe he’d have to leave all this behind in just a couple of weeks.  

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