#everything can very much be taken platonically btw

[lyomeii]

a familiar face

❁ warnings: yandere themes, platonic relationships, manipulation, reader doesn’t really care about people other than daniel and co., blood (but nothing to drastically)

❁ synopsis: after successfully getting out of the game, you thought that you would live a normal life after spending so much time struck inside that place. however, after years, something brought you back to lookism and this time, things appear to be more dangerous.

❁ request by anon! Hello! this is gonna be a Iong request. can I request platonic yandere dg with isekai sister? Lookis has a game that follow the arc and then for some reason she has to finish the game mission in order to get home the game give her a fighting ability too so after she finish the mission she'll leave the body and the body died after she goes back home she think all that experience was a dream and forget the game but to dg his sister the only one family that he have in this world has gone passed away a few years later she found the game again and get isekaid again and meet Daniel , because Daniel is nice boy he let her stay with him this is when Daniel moved out to his new school. Daniel is the first yandere she meet. Btw reader haven't read the webtoon and skip the storyline in game so can you imagines in the idol arc reader come to visit Daniel then there's this pink haired guy who for some reason creep her out so every time they meet by accident she always run the other side away from him, but it's not really accident because dg keep secretly watching her and his very pissed with the yandere men that she keep attracting ( basically all the looking men )

❁ a/n: this take longer to post :/ but here it is. sorry for being an inactive in recently days, I got a writing block and still having to finish some worlds related to college. and im not so proud of this one, I admit that, I got a little disappointed with this but I finished this since I catch up with lookism, so enjoy it.

❁ could be a dream, but the sensation of the blood running down your nose speaking different. turned out that your biggest fear has happened and now, you’ve been throw inside the world of lookism once again.

❁ this happened a few years ago as you’ve taken the role of a younger, but skeptical sister of james lee and lets say you life wasn’t easy back then. not only everyone knew about your existence and tried to attack you, but james himself brought you along to his meeting with his bosses and coworkers. you become a popular person by many gangs because of your older brother, becoming a living target.

❁ luckily, james and some of his allies were there to help you to getting out of those trouble that he got yourself into. one time, he took off a man’s eye who flirted you and another time, that blond friend of his beat a gangster who tried to pick on you while smiling at you. aside from the typical violence, everything was going fine if you only focused on your school life. well, you do have the capability of fighting others, but you are too lazy to do it and whatever you are ready to join a fight, james lee shows up from nowhere to fight in your place, so it’s really rare when you have to fight someone with a brother like him.

❁ with that in mind, your life was pretty easy. that’s why you live a ‘normal’ life as a high schooler until you got back to the real world. after concluding all the missions and extra stuff, you simply died. it was a painless process (thank god) since it happened once you were sleeping at home. and once you opened your eyes, you were back to your original world, where things went back to normal, at least for you since you expected this to just a dream or something else.

❁ what you didn’t expected is this whole experience was indeed real for the characters. james found your lifeless body once he returned home with goo and gun with food, this whole situation almost made him lose his mind and almost destroy everything in his way, but he keep it himself and requested time to be alone for a while in order to grieve and also to take care of your body. it’s took years to him finally get over it, yet he keeps visiting your grave almost weekly with flowers in his hands alongside foods that you once enjoyed.

❁ he still grieving despite the many years that went by, even becoming a famous idol didn’t change how much he misses his younger sister and would do anything to bring her back. but then he sees someone that is almost a replica of his past sister, you.

❁ once back to this familiar word, you’ve taken a completely different role. now you are a teenager girl who share the roof with daniel in that small house. the two of you have a quite close relationship since you know about his two bodies and the whole deal, making you someone important to him. the two of you attend the high school together while you work at a daycare that your family owns in the center of the city.

❁ life is going great, well if you don’t count the fact that you are struck again inside lookism and this time things are crazier than before. why are teenagers entering gangs and fighting each others in class? back in your original world, teens were less problematic and in meanwhile, you also find out that one of your colleague is a single teenager father, now you babysit for daughter at the daycare for free since she is a cute baby. eli jang tried to convince to you to get a feee haircut in return, but you refused after seeing his previous victims clients.

❁ as times goes on, things get more crazier. more fights, more gangs and now Daniel is a training to be an idol? you really don’t understand how things are taking so fast, but you are willingly to support him at any time as long isn’t legal stuff. and that is why you meet that famous dude, DG. there is a familiar sense around him, but yet you can’t really tell what since you barely spend time around his presence as you have to work and babysit the children at the daycare.

❁ DG thought it was just a dream or a hallucination when he first saw you when handing daniel his keys since the boy forget it. you are a copy of his late sister, the same behavior, personality, appearance and even the same name. he had to hold himself to not hug you out of nowhere, remembering himself that his true sister died years ago and that you are a completely different person despite the circumstances.

❁ noticing how DG might be suspicious of your existence, you talked with daniel about getting an extra job in order to pay to help with the rent, but the boy didn’t let you overworking and promised to help you with anything if needed. he knows how much you work during free hours and how much you care about the others, often ignoring your own health and self-care, that’s why he promised himself to take care of you even that cost his life.

❁ and as more times goes on, you met even more people that you consider to be too dangerous for your lifestyle. the workers, big deal, hostel and the white tiger job centre! you didn’t ask for anything like this and now some members of those groups are becoming more prominent in your life, making you a little anxious as DG has start calling you almost everyday in order to learn more about you.

❁ not counting DG and Daniel, there are guys who often show up either on your job (like eli jang, who spend way much time at the daycare isentas of going home with his daughter) or just appear out of nowhere during your free days (jake kim and jerry kwion, both headaches that are more than willing to help you out and introduce you to the big deal). this two situation are the best if you count of all the many encounters you had with the many gang members that you are aware of.

❁ honestly, you just wanted to experience a peaceful and calm life before returning to the real world. but with the current situation happening, you are sure that will be struck in the lookism world for a couple of years.

#yandere headcanon #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere male #manhwa x reader #yandere manhwa #yandere lookism #lookism dg x reader #lookism x you #lookism x reader #dg x reader #yandere manwha #yandere manhwa x reader #yandere platonic #lookism headcanon #lookism headcanons #x female reader #female reader #females y/n

[itsjustelian]

BEEFLEAF THOUGHT (Mainly He Xuan thought but fuck it he's intertwined with Shi Qingxuan and therefore all He Xuan thoughts are beefleaf thoughts)

So so so, in my readings of tgcf and the wonderful mess that is all of the internet thoughts on it I've come to the personal conclusion that to become a supreme you have to have *big* feelings. Very big and very deep feelings.

Our big-brained, obvious example of this is Hua Cheng. Man's big feeling is devotion, love. He is absolutely besotted for Xie Lian. Would do anything for his God. We're so proud of him for it too.

But He Xuan? He's the only other real supreme we have aside from Hua Cheng (Jun Wu, I'm sorry, you're wonderful but Godhood fucks with a man) and the idea that his big feeling that turned him into a supreme was rage and hatred never sat quite right with me. It's not that hatred and rage aren't powerful enough emotions to make a supreme, and those being his emotions on the surface make him a wonderful parallel to Hua Cheng. But rage isn't really what fuels him. If it was, he'd have dissipated after the Blackwater arc. Taken his revenge and called it a day.

Yet, he sticks around. He *never* dissipates. He just sits at the bottom of the ocean for all eternity. Which doesn't sound like rage or hatred. I mean, you'd assume a calamity built on hate would continue his revenge path until all of heaven is gone and no one can have godhood because he couldn't. But he doesn't. He just... waits.

This isn't to say he wasn't angry, btw. He was absolutely angry, and he had every right to be. His desire for revenge had to come from somewhere, let alone the emotional payment to actually planning and pulling it off. I just don't think that was his greatest regret/feeling/desire at death. I mean, He Xuan had his whole life taken from him. All of it. His family, his fiancee, his passions, his work. Everything he worked towards and for got stolen from him by others. And while it's clearly very rage inducing for him (I mean he has a mental breakdown and kills everyone who's ever wronged him), the underlying feeling through it all was probably despair. He probably just wanted things to go back to how they were when his whole family was around and alive.

And this despair and longing doesn't just go away when he learns the truth of what's been done to him. He's still a person. He can't just throw away those emotions because new ones have taken center stage. But rage is a way easier feeling to work with than misery, so He Xuan defers to it. He jumps on the bandwagon of revenge against the people who wronged him once again and goes with it. And it gets him through Mt. Tonglu and up into heaven and right where he says he wants to be. Right up until he can execute his revenge. And then he just stops? And decides that he's going to be best friends with Shi Qingxuan for a few hundred years first? I'm no rage expert, but that doesn't sound very revenge like to me. Which leads very neatly into the point of this post, took me a while I know.

He Xuan's reason for sticking around is he wants to be loved.

I mean, look at it. He says he hates Shi Qingxuan's guts and wants him and his brother dead more than anything, but also spends hundreds of years hanging out with this person he hates so much when revenge is right there? He could have done it whenever. There was no logical reason I could wait to wait as long as he did. Unless he was enjoying Shi Qingxuan's companionship. And Shi Qingxuan clearly loved him (even just platonically. We love our friends in this house). And He Xuan hadn't had someone care about him that much since his death. It was probably insanely overwhelming and equally as wonderful.

And then he fucks it all by actually going through with the revenge but feelings are hard and he's clearly not great with them so oops. But but but, his great famous line during the Blackwater Arc is him telling Shi Qingxuan that they've used the wrong name. He, even if it's just subconsciously, wants Shi Qingxuan to see him as He Xuan, not Ming Yi. He, in some capacity, wants Shi Qingxuan to see and love He Xuan, not the mask he had on.

But then, after the revenge, he doesn't disappear. He straight up goes out of his way to return Shi Qingxuan's fan to them. To make something right. To return something to how it was before.

Except this time, he can't blame the people around him for the change. He can't turn his rage at the rest of the world because he's the one who ruined the only thing he wanted for himself. So he finally, *finally*, has to face this sadness and longing that's been plaguing him from the start. He got his revenge, he got all the anger out, and it still wasn't what he wanted. Because from the beginning, all he wanted was to be appreciated and loved and wanted and not have that torn away from him.

And he fucked it for himself in the end because lets be honest if he had a civil fucking conversation with Shi Qingxuan and didn't literally threaten their brothers life things would have gone SO MUCH BETTER.

Anyway, I'm crying now. If you read through my jumbled 2 AM thoughts all the way, thank you. I will edit this when it's not 3 am. and post it.

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Editing me: wtf was I on? I don't remember half of these thoughts??? I'm posting it because somewhere in this hot mess is a point I'm trying to make, and I'm not going to deny 2 AM Elian the chance to share it.

#theory #tgcf #tgcf thoughts #tgcf theory #beefleaf #he xuan #shi qingxuan #long post #this is incomprehensible

[gingiesworld]

Hey

I wanted to ask i you can write some thing about fem reader who can shift into an huge wolf and natasha who finds out. Mary something fluffy with a bit Angst :)

Btw i love your storys, your a really good writer

Secrets (Drabble)

Natasha Romanoff x Werewolf Fem Reader/ Wanda Maximoff x Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: Angst and fluff

A/N: Thank you nonnie for this request and your sweet words <3

18+ MINORS DNI

Natasha thought she knew everything about Y/N from the moment they had become official. Although Y/N had a secret that only Wanda knew about, especially as the two have a history with Hydra. Although Wanda had volunteered thinking she was doing it to save her country, Y/N was captured because of her bloodline.

Wanda was in control of being her keeper, she helped with calming her down whenever she felt overwhelmed or like she was going to lose control. But the friendship between the two didn't go unnoticed by the assassin. Jealousy had sparked something from within and she found herself questioning her relationship with Y/N.

"Do you want a fresh drink?" Y/N asked her at one of Tony's parties.

"Please." Nat smiled at her as Y/N took her glass and headed to the kitchen. Smiling as she got the drinks but soon as she spotted Steve sitting a little too close to Natasha, she felt anger and rage as Nat looked uncomfortable.

"Just a moment Vis." Wanda told him as she noticed Y/N's stare, heading straight for her best friend and dragging her outside the compound. "Just breathe Y/N." Wanda tried as Y/N paced.

"I just." She tried to speak but her breathing increased. It was Vision who had went to ask Natasha to follow him since they both had a plan to catch the two in the act. But what they never realised was that it was the complete opposite to how they thought.

"Y/N." Wanda spoke in a soothing voice, Y/N shook her head no as her body started to change. Her screams filled the air as the bones broke as they changed form. Once Y/N had fully changed, Vision went into protective mode and flew over to tackle Y/N away from Wanda. "VISION!!" She yelled as she used her powers to stop his movements.

Nat slowly approached the the three of them with caution.

"She is dangerous Wanda." He told her as Wanda shook her head no.

"She has nevet hurt me in all of the years we have known each other." Wanda told him through gritted teeth as she went to check on Y/N, running her hands through Y/N's hair as she whimpered.

"What is going on?" Nat questioned as she watched both Wanda and Y/N in her wolf form.

"She is from a long line of werewolves and she was taken by Hydra." Wanda told her. "Hydra had her kill someone in order to activate the curse and ever since I have been their for her."

"I just." Nat looked at Y/N's whimpering form.

"Y/N had never cheated on you." Wanda stated. "Sorry, it's just that your thoughts are very loud and I couldn't control it." Nat just nodded as she gazed at the grey wolf. "Y/N loves you so much Natasha and she comes to me when she fears she can't control herself. She is afraid of hurting you so she kept this secret from you."

"She's hurt." Nat stated as she noticed the blood on her fur.

"She will heal." Wanda told her. "There is a lot that comes with this knowledge Natasha and Y/N needs you to be impartial."

"I love her Wanda and I will not go anywhere." Natasha spoke firmly as she knelt beside Y/N. "This secret won't come between us." Wanda smiled as she watched the assassin started to stroke Y/N's fur. "I don't care that she turns into a wolf, all I care about is her health and happiness."

"I love you too Natasha." Y/N whispered as they soon noticed Y/N had changed back, Wanda was fast to give her the hoodie she had on to cover her bare form. "And I am sorry that I felt as though I couldn't trust you with this."

"That's ok." She whispered as she brushed Y/N's hair from her face. "Let's get you inside and we can have a bath and watch a movie."

"I would love that." Y/N kissed her softly as Wanda cleared her throat.

"Well, I guess I best get Vision in line before he gets everyone to turn on Y/N." Wanda told the two as she soon disappeared, leaving the two lovers under the stars as Nat pulled her back in for a loving kiss.

#natasha romanoff au #natasha marvel #natasha romanov #natasha romanoff #natasha x reader #natasha romanoff x fem reader #wanda fanfic #my fic writing

[finedinereception]

Why is Sirius on your brain SO much?

Explain in Mario terms

make my brain go -flag pole noise-

haha okay but actually here we go. this is disorganized and more me vomiting my thoughts out and making you look at him but yknow.

the black hole server: the most soul sucking and messed up place to live since america

thanks for the insightful commentary, buddy

so sirius lives the life of the average True Gamer, in a dark hole full of anime figurines and merchandise or whatever. he likes adding to that collection and then fucking around with it because bloodsport really never died to him. who cares what ign had to say.

unfortunately, like all gamers, his home is not hospitable to most life.

weaker em beings apparently “enervate and die” within the server. thats delightfully fucked up, and honestly, a vast empty, dark, cold space that sucks the life out of pretty much everything around it and is only truly habitable to one lifeform is an insanely cool idea that i always love.

uh…. roche limit????

obviously, with such an unfriendly gamer den, sirius himself does not get a lot of company.

we’ll come back to this next section.

but basically the black hole server is a really cool idea and location that really serves to emphasize what an outside-context issue sirius is. he feels very “other” in this world, in part thanks to where hes made his home.

with friends like these, who needs mega man?

sirius has some… interesting ideas about what is good and reasonable for people. or what constitutes a healthy platonic relationship. actually just relationships in general.

i think its interesting he jumped straight to this with mega man, when he also harbored apollo flame, who was pretty damn open about his intentions to eventually usurp and subjugate sirius

WHICH SIRIUS WAS AWARE OF BTW

apollo flame! oh, you, always on about taking over the universe!

this is weird to say, with what we know about sirius in general and his personality (which we’ll be getting to soon) but… theres this pervasive sense that he views the Rs as a mix between pawns and, like, his perverse version of “friends”

the use of “our” here is interesting, along with the implication that sirius shares more information with them than he actually needs to

and the fact that sirius has the tendency to start talking to himself in the middle of a conversation…

and the fact that he enforces a friendly relationship between those who dont get along…

theres just a weird sense of sirius “playing” with dynamics, and while its certainly useful to him, its easy to imagine a hint of curiousity in there. the exploration of one of the only things that cant be taken by force.

of course you have blue skin and pronouns

look at him. look at him. hes based on a squid. hes got that squid drip. i think sirius would be into deep sea life. im choosing to view this as an in-character choice. he likes squid now, okay?

also. he canonically sparkles. LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT THIS SPARKLING SQUID TWINK. GOD. HE MAKES ME INSANE.

i also dont know where else to mention this, but hey what was up with mu metal. is he tied to mu. what was that about lmao. bro got pica.

he has 97 mental illnesses and is banned from most public spaces

he is so fucking stupid😭

the main, and final, thing i want to bring up is his extreme case of blue and orange morality. because being rude is worse than destroying a planet to him.

from here on out ill be using direct quotes since i actually have access to these and writing and ive hit image limit. what can i say theres so much i want you to look at.

Sirius: ... I don't need that rude EM being for my collection. 

and

Sirius: I was hoping to enjoy watching everyone on the planet panic for a bit... But I suppose destroying it outright would be fun too. 

back to back is an interesting display of standards. but id go further and argue that… sirius doesnt really act with malice.

MegaMan: Peoples lives... Planets... They aren't toys for you to play with. Have you even considered the pain you are putting all those people down there though? Sirius: Everything here will cease to exist. A black hole has no need for such things as emotions. You should... be happy. You will live forever within the darkness. You will be mine. MegaMan: I wouldn't call that living! I'd rather not exist! Sirius: ...I see. Do you think that you might change your mind? Stopping you without causing you any injury would be a bit of a nuisance to me. It will be hard for us to play together with you injured.

and you could argue that this is an attempt at persuasion… except that sirius doesnt really need that. hes pretty confident in his ability to win a fight, so id argue this is genuinely just how he thinks. his fascination with destroying things is processed not with malicious intent but the same perverse curiosity that drives a child to pour water on an ant hill.

mean spirited? yeah, but its all in good fun to him.

hes the living version of all those jokes about a person who never talks to other people or goes outside or anything. hes had his own little bubble to develop the most deranged moral compass and interal narrative of all time.

tl;dr - ITS HARD TO NOT THINK ABOUT HIM A LOT

#asks #sirius #mega man star force #mmsf

[howaboutcastiel]

Carry Me Home (Jake Lockley)

Okay I am a huge sucker for Jake Lockley. I’d love to see a platonic female relationship with him? It’s entirely up to you whether there is angst or they can go from friends to lovers etc. I 100% trust you! I hope you are doing well 🌙✨ @in-between-the-cafes

Author’s Note: I think I have a different take on this than what you were probably going for, but I hope that it’s still enjoyable! BTW, I’m sorry that this took so long. If you want more platonic Jake, be on the lookout for some WIPs.

Content Warning: Teen!Reader, Mentions of homophobia, abusive/neglectful parenting, and homelessness. Also food and eating. (Part 1 because I’m a menace, but probably only two parts total)

You were sitting by the storm drain at the street’s end, crying your eyes out. 

The sun was just starting to set behind the buildings along the border of the neighborhood. It would be night soon. It would be cold soon. You didn’t have anywhere to go, exactly, and you’d spent your energy crying for a little too long to have the strength to walk anywhere. It had been a horrible, unbelievable day. You’d come home from school like any other afternoon, but you opened the front door to a wildly different setting than any you’d usually see at that time of day.

There they were, your mother and father, both home from work early and standing arms-crossed in the entryway. They didn’t look worried or sad—not like there was a death in the family or some tragic news about one of them losing their job. Your parents looked angry. You wracked your brain for what they could possibly be angry about and, when you finally figured it out, the pit in your stomach grew so big that you feared it would burst and shame and fear bloomed across your face.

The yelling and screaming that followed you then was something that you’d never be able to forget. Your mother spat the most vile words at you with venom on her tongue and tears in her eyes. She called you things you could never stomach to repeat. Your father was silent as he tore apart your bedroom, tossing your most treasured belongings out on the lawn, and everything else in the trash where he thought it belonged. You were everything they’d ever dreamed of—their little girl, their beautiful daughter, their smart and funny kid. But you were also everything they couldn’t bear for you to be. 

And they would never, ever, have a child who was queer. 

So that was it. You weren’t their daughter anymore, and the numbness and shock had melted away as the sun set on you and your measly duffel bag of belongings, leaving room for the panic and sorrow that was underneath it all. They’d taken your phone—they paid the phone bill, of course—so you didn’t have anyone to call for help. Maybe one of your friends would have let you crash on their couch for a day or two, but other than that, you really had nowhere to go. This part of town just wasn’t safe, though, and the chill of the night was already seeping into your bones with every passing, darkening moment. You had to go somewhere. 

Maybe the local shelter could take you in, just for the night. Maybe you’d be warm and safe there. You’d volunteered a few times at their soup kitchen with your church group. They seemed welcoming enough, though the facilities were hardly much better than just being on the street. Anything to get out of this cold, though. 

So, you held up your weak and shaking arm, and you hailed yourself a taxi. 

You breathed a sigh of relief as you stepped into the back seat, the warm air of the cab soothing your rigid muscles. The driver peered at you through the mirror, his brow furrowing in concern as he saw the tears in your young eyes. He tried to be professional, though. 

“Where to?”

“The shelter on 3rd,” you huffed out. He didn’t seem to like that answer very much. The driver turned to face you, placing his hand on the headrest of the passenger’s seat and giving a stern look. You felt your face burn hot. “I have money for the ride, I swear.”

“You’re going to the shelter?” He asked, his voice deep and accusatory, though you were sure he didn’t mean it to be. You nodded your head, feeling as though his eyes were burning a hole in you. 

“I don’t know the address, but I know it’s on 3rd street somewhere…” 

“Is your family there?” His voice lightened and his face turned soft. You felt more tears streaming down your face, and your heart panged as the word family rang in your ears. 

“No, they aren’t.” Your voice broke around the words, and you crunched your face to fight back the sob bubbling up in your throat. “It’s just me.”

He surveyed your body with his eyes, taking in how you were shaking and how your duffel was stuffed almost to the point of bursting at the seams. You had nothing to do but stare back at him. He was younger than your parents, maybe mid-thirties, though he had dark circles under his eyes that made him look wise for his age. A few unruly black curls peeked from under his flat-cap, and his brown eyes were both gentle and unhinged. Your father had stared at you just the same, once upon a time. A very, very long time ago. 

“Have you had dinner?” He finally broke the silence. His question took you by surprise, so much so that you stopped crying on the spot. As if on cue, your stomach growled pathetically. 

“No, sir. I haven’t.”

“Can I get you something to eat?” You wanted to say no to his question. He was a stranger, a nameless cab driver for a faceless passenger. You should never say yes to that kind of thing, but you were so hungry and desperate and distraught. “No offense, kid, but you’re looking pretty rough. Let me get you some food.”

“Oh…Okay.” You blinked back the leftover tears as he turned back around in his seat. You hadn’t really thought about your next meal yet. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me,” he insisted, putting the car in drive. He glanced at you again in the mirror as the cab started to move forward. “You eat burgers?”

“I’ll eat anything.” You weren’t going to be picky about food when someone else was offering to pay for it. 

“Alright, then.”

You took the short ride as an opportunity to think over what would happen next. School was going to be tricky, now, wasn’t it? The bus would still be coming to your parents’ house, and you sure as hell didn’t have a car. Technically, you were old enough to get a job without their approval, and you’d be more than happy to do so if you had a place to live and a way to get there, but you didn’t. You didn’t have anything but the clothes on your back and the few things you’d managed to stuff in your bag. No food, not much money, and sure as hell not much in the way of necessities. You didn’t even have a toothbrush. 

The driver’s voice once again broke the dim silence of the cab. He had pulled into the parking lot of a run-down, vintage diner. 

“I know it looks like a shithole,” he began, “but I know the owner of this place. He’s good people, and he gives me a hell of a discount most of the time. The food is really good, too.”

You were admittedly scared to move, but he stepped out of the cab and opened your door for you. He stood there staring awkwardly until you finally threw your legs out and stood on the pavement. You followed him into the diner, noting that the place smelled vaguely of cigarettes, but also like the best french fries you could imagine. The driver nodded at one of the waitresses, who winked back at him before disappearing into the kitchen. He stopped at a booth on the building’s edge, gesturing for you to sit down opposite him. He wasn’t much taller than you, but you felt small as you hunched against the table. 

“Thank you,” you repeated. He smiled lopsidedly and shook his head as he pushed a menu in front of you. You struggled to open it, your fingers rigid and wavering still, and his eyes followed your hands as you set your gaze on a picture of a grilled cheese with fries on the side. The waitress returned to your table, too cheery for the time of night.

“What can I get you, Mr. Lockley?” She greeted him flirtatiously, obviously recognizing him as a regular. She paid no mind to you at all, beyond the initial surprise that he wasn’t alone at the booth. He tore his eyes away from you to acknowledge her, the smile having faded off of his face. He re-brandished it, showing his teeth.

“I’ll have the usual and a cup of coffee,” his tone was much different than it had been with you, though he wasn’t entertaining her flirting. 

“And what about you, doll?” She turned to you. You felt a lump threatening to form in your throat again, but you cleared it away with a firm swallow. 

“A grilled cheese,” you answered, “with fries. And a water.”

She smiled emptily and headed back toward the kitchen. You felt the need to curl in on yourself when Mr. Lockley’s gaze focused on you once again. He leaned forward to say something, his voice lower than it had been when ordering. 

“How old are you?”

That wasn’t what you had expected him to say. Then again, there wasn’t anything that you really could expect him to be saying. You didn’t know anything about him, and the situation was far from normal. You blinked at him in confusion. 

“Sixteen.”

He seemed physically hurt by your response. Mr. Lockley brought his hand up to his face, rubbing at his stubble as he thought. He was quiet for a long time--longer than he really should have been. You could feel the awkwardness in the air as the waitress returned with your drinks. He gave her a passing nod and a short “thanks” as she sat them down on the table, but otherwise remained in his own mind. Finally, he seemed to snap back into place.

“I should introduce myself,” he began. “My name is Jake. What’s yours?”

You stared at him, refusing to answer. It just didn’t feel right, not that anything felt right about today. He sighed quietly and flashed his eyes down to your hands, which were still holding the menu you’d ordered from. 

“Listen, kid. I’m just trying to help you. You clearly had a rough day and you don’t look like you have any plan. You don’t have to tell me anything you don’t want to, but I can at least tell you that the shelter you’re looking for is at capacity by now.”

“It is?” You felt a shudder inside of your chest, and he gave you a pitiful nod. Tears started to well in your eyes again and you forced them down and back. You cleared your throat and, reluctantly, you told Jake Lockley your name. He seemed to relax a little after that, reaching down to bring his coffee mug up to his lips. The water in front of you looked too cold for you to want to drink. 

“You would know that if you’d been doing this a while. My guess is, this is your first night without a bed.”

You looked down at your lap, effectively confirming his suspicion. 

“Did you run away from home?” You shook your head, but couldn’t bring yourself to say anything else. You didn’t want to think about it anymore, you just wanted somewhere warm and dry to rest for tonight, and you really wanted that grilled cheese. 

He let you off the hook after that, and you sat in mostly silence until your orders came. You devoured your sandwich as he watched in amusement, and Jake ate his burger much slower. The grilled cheese was gone before you felt satisfied, so you began to pull fries from the stack. You were halfway through the pile when Jake spoke up again. 

“You’re still in high school, aren’t you?” You nodded at him, your mouth full of food. “Do you get good grades?”

Again, you nodded.

“What do you want to do after you graduate?” He asked genuinely. You swallowed your bite of food and he tilted his head upward, waiting on your response. You didn’t really know what to say to that. What was going to happen next for you? “I mean, what was your plan? Before today.”

“I want to go to nursing school.”

He hummed at your response, taking another bite out of his burger. You turned your attention back to your fries, confused by his question. After a while, you both ran out of food to use as a distraction. It sat heavy in your stomach, but you felt warm at least, and it had been a damn good meal.

“Do you know another shelter I can go to?” You finally asked. It was about time that you started asking the questions, even if he was paying for the food. He seemed offended by your words.

“There’s no way in hell I’m taking you to a shelter.” 

“What do you mean?” You said with concern. “I don’t have anywhere to sleep tonight. It’s supposed to rain.”

“I’m not taking you to a homeless shelter. You’re a teenage girl. I won’t leave you somewhere like that. It isn’t safe for you.”

“Why’s it your job to make sure that I’m safe?” Your tone was short, for the first time of the night. “That isn’t your business.”

“I’m making it my business.” He insisted. “I’m not dropping you somewhere like that. You can stay with me.”

You very much wanted to protest to that, but you wanted even more to have somewhere safe and warm to spend the night. The shortness of your tone fell just as quickly as it had come. You breathed in deeply before you said anything. 

“Are you sure?” This stranger couldn’t possibly be inviting a random teenager into his home. He couldn’t possibly want you there. He had other things to worry about. Bigger things. You weren’t his problem to deal with. 

“I’m very sure.”

He left a generous tip on the table and the two of you were on your way. 

#moon knight #jake lockley #moon boys #marc spector #steven grant #masterlist

[j3st3r-13]

Do you take platonic requests? If so I would love a Rick Sanchez reacting to his grandson coming out as trans (ftm) if not totally cool:D

rick sanchez with a platonic! ftm grandson

thank you sm for the request and btw im more then happy to do platonic requests

ricks your grandpa so you are under his complete protection and he will toss anyone who purposefully misgenders you into he razor dimension without thinking twice about it

rick will walk into the school, drag principal vagina into the office, and make sure that your name and pronouns are used. the school records are changed immediately and the principal becomes wong's newest client

struggling to find a haircut? not any more ricks teleported you to a barbershop that specializes in everything. you will find a haircut you want

ricks rich as hell. Do you need a new wardrobe? its there and all as baggy as you want and all your style. dont ask about how he knows what to buy; he won't tell you.

if beth and jerry are being stupid he have a very passive-aggressive chat and everything will be sorted as soon as. (they are supportive they're just a little confused as beths not around as much and jerrys just a fool)

summer and morty are 100% your guard dogs at school, and on the street i said in some other hcs that i hc them as popular and they will use it in your favor, no one messes with one in order to escape thier wrath

rick will steal you a binder that doubles up as chest armor so nothing happens to you, laser bullets bounce right off.

rick will teach you the alien equivalent of sign language so you can chat shit at the table, morty figuring it out so you need to either bribe him or learn a new language 

rick and morty will never slip up on your pronouns/ name in space gender isn’t common, so pronouns are nothing new to either. Summer pretty good to but that’s just she spends time with so many people it’s easy.

feeling like no one gets your struggles? you will be taken to another planet where transness? is the norm. there will be thousands who all get it. rick will also if need be take you to other trans ricks mortys and (Y/N) to just kinda vibe 

anyway rick is your biggest silent hype man and anyone who gives you the slightest amount of bs is getting incinerated 

sorry these are kinda short i struggled with these for sm reason, but i hope you like em :)

#rick sanchez #rick and morty #r&m #morty smith #rick c137 #morty c137 #c137 #c137 headcanons #rick and morty headcanons

[cosmicbrowniefan]

also if you feel like doing more than one set of hcs I am forever and always searching for platonic/qpr madwheeler crumbs 🙏🏼 🕯

beck, of course i'll do platonic madwheeler headcanons for you. after the contributions you've given to the fandom today, or at the very least, the strange chaos you've caused, you deserve this.

i think that max and mike have very similar food opinions and they kind of hate it? like why tf are you copying me??

but also it's validating to have someone that they can count on to agree with them

i think they both like those coconut macaroon cookies

they're the only ones who like them btw

but if they ever have differing food opinions?

all hell breaks loose

bc neither of them is wrong. they're just not.

for example, mike likes candy corn. max. does not.

also

i don't think either of them will admit it, but once mike starts growing his hair out, max helps teach him how to style it

also when he starts wearing eyeliner and painting his nails, she does that for him too

because he doesn't have a steady enough hand to handle that shit

we all know the party has a bunch of different mini sub-divisions that have sleepovers all the time and everything

but i think mike and max have literally scheduled to have a sleepover with each other at least once a month

because to both of them, the other is just the best possible person to vent to and blow off steam with, and they make sure to have a scheduled time for that so they can get their emotions out in a healthy way

of course they end up having sleepovers and venting more than once a month most of the time, but they just always keep that standard to make sure they have a set aside time for it

they go to break rooms together

(places where they give you safety goggles and just let you smash stuff, not sure if that's just an america thing or if they have those everywhere)

breaking stuff is just so therapeutic to both of them

also they do that tiktok trend where you write things on a plate and then you smash it

and max braids mike's hair when he's stressed and venting a lot of the time

he leans back into her lap while she does it and he just explodes with his feelings

but enough with them venting all the time, let's talk more positive things

both max and mike are INCREDIBLY intelligent

they're actually the dream team for group projects and things like that

everyone wants them in their group

even though you might think they'd argue over ideas, they really have the same ideas and opinions when it comes to academics

also they go christmas shopping for their boyfriends together!!

will and lucas also go shopping for max and mike together hehe

i have a hc too that max and mike are disney channel original movie junkies

they know the lyrics to every fucking movie under the sun, and can act out full on musical numbers just the two of them

they entered their school talent show together with "can't stop singing" from teen beach movie

they learned to tap dance for it.

so we know mike doesn't like getting his picture taken (unless he's in a picture with will), and max sees that

but she thinks mike has a great smile and she wants him to know that and understand that

so she gets a polaroid camera for the two of them to share and they take candids of themselves and their friends all the time

and max shows each picture to mike and tells him that, no matter how chaotic the picture is, it's beautiful because their friends are together and the pictures show so much joy

mike still doesn't LOVE having his picture taken, but he appreciates it a lot more now, and smiles for pictures more often

they both have just. the biggest hearts

and they both want to act in the best interest of others which is why they get in fights sometimes but i think they can actually talk it out and realize that they both want the same thing

their communication definitely gets better the older they get and their relationship gets stronger every day <3

i hope you enjoy @tntozier :)

#stranger things #stranger things headcanons #madwheeler #madwheeler headcanons #platonic madwheeler #max mayfield #mike wheeler

[mamamittens]

I'm supposed to be sleeping but nah.

Here's some AO3 statistics on my stories instead!

Under the cut of you're a nerd like me and morbidly curious as to what hits big in my fics specifically.

So, from my first fics on AO3 all the way back in 2016 to 2023, here's my top stories from kudos, which is a harder metric to hit compared to well, hits.

Btw, just realized that the by year filter is based on update not when it's written, so as long as it was updated in that year it makes the list.

As you can see this is also the year I got into Undertale. "We Are Falling" being my first Undertale fic with the zanny OC 'Tumble', AFAB nonbinary older sibling to Frisk. Mostly a story of crack taken more or less seriously.

Not at all surprised the HP crossover fic "Determined Magics" tops it cause well... It's HP and also written when the crossovers were very few and mostly drabbles. "Hopeful Magic" is the dropped sequel because I had no idea how to continue the story at a decent length and eventually forgot what little plans I did have. It was very hard to decide to officially drop it and I'm still upset it had to be done to this day.

Similarly, "It's going Tibia A Cute Time" was dropped for similar reasons because i started including more details I had no idea how to close out than when I first started. This one featuring an OC essentially raising the skeleton brothers. It was a whole thing.

"Sketchy as Hell" is actually my first romance fic and stars an OC named "Anna" in the AU verse "Underfell", which for the uninitiated is basically edgy Undertale. Wild times. "Colorful as Hell" is the sequel. It is in fact totally finished.

"Shadows in the Ice" just didn't have enough story and nothing I thought of would pad it out into an acceptable length for me, so it was also dropped after a very long time and much reluctant deliberation. At best, this story would be more of a short story. It is based off of a movie after all. Not a lot of plot to start with.

And this is for only this year alone!

Unsurprisingly it's mostly my One Piece one shots for the most part (specifically smuts).

But Sweet Child tops all of them, which honestly tracks, being a reader insert with different romantic/platonic ending with a few different characters. Some of which are still pending. A little surprised the Child AU version "How our Seeds Grow" also made it onto the top area of my list! Especially given how it's just one chapter but I guess folks love child inserts with platonic yanderes idk.

Quite surprised the FNAF fic "A Friend of Charlotte" is on here given how poorly OC fics tend to do in general but given the public nature of kudos and the way the filter works by year, I suppose this teen rates fic had a better shot. This one is about Blaire, teenage medium discovering the secrets of the pizzaplex from Security Breach before, during, and after the games events.

"Fireworks" made it to #2, which is mildly surprising but it is a smutfic about Ace and a reader insert so... Not that surprising.

"Twice Bitten (But not Shy)" being a sequel to a vampire Crocodile with AFAB reader insert smut so zero surprise that it's here.

"Sugar on Your Tongue" is another smutfic for One Piece but this time with Marco, Ace, Zoro, and Sanji in a foursome. Spicy. Zero surprise it's here.

And last on this singular screenshot (there are fics with less kudos under it) is "A Lone Melody" doing alright considering it's an OC centric fic in a massive fandom. All about Melody (half human half fishman) growing up with Arlong (and sometimes Jinbe) as she realizes not everything is as she thought it was and Arlong realizes there are consequences to being a racist prick with yandere-esque protective tendencies. Mostly. It's more about Melody though.

Just for fun, here's last year, 2022.

Unsurprised "Hopeful Magic" tops it, this is the year I dropped it and left a chapter explaining what little plans I could recall.

But yeaaaahhh... All of the 'new' entries are One Piece smut to my absolute non-shock.

"Aloe Kisses" Sabo smut with AFAB reader, "The Only Choice" yandere Ace smut with AFAB reader, "Riptide" yandere Jinbe smut with female reader, and "Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf" werewolf Ace smut with AFAB werewolf reader. Zero shock and awe here lol.

I... Wrote a lot of smut in 2022. It's easier to get a high word count than fluff, ngl, and I did several events that year with smut as an option that I cross posted. The werewolf Ace fic is one such smut specifically for the Halloween/horror themed event if memory serves!

If I had to say which one I had the most fun writing it would probably be "We Are all Falling" cause I was literally pumping out a chapter everyday after classes in college with my roomie (still bestie) reading over it. It was dumb, stupid fun. A real treat with a random, aggressive sense of humor that if you read it, you'd recognize my trademark writing starts real early. Including having unexpected villains, body horror, dramatics, and side eyes references to anime I've seen. Tumble was me totally uninhibited by anxiety and fear with a good dose of angst and the best of intentions. Also absolutely fed up with bullshit but strangely optimistic.

After that? I'd have to say my second favorite that's on any of these 'lists' would have to be "A Friend of Charlotte". I spent what had to be weeks crafting Blaire and her backstory. Her story is also the only one that I can more or less consistently hit a pretty high word count for chapters without feeling bloated, which is quite satisfying. A bit more mature of a story with some fun taken crafting a middle ground between the ludicrously dangerous setting of literally any location in FNAF with something that could actually maybe exist without getting shut down for being... Ludicrously dangerous for literally anyone in, around, or even thinking about. Definitely a little more kind to upper management than canon FNAF management who seem to view OSHA violations as a checklist and a challenge. Seriously, how the hell do you make body snatcher animatronics without a little bit of pause??? Why?? Why would you do that?!? (The amount of haunted animatronics is also a problem but arguably not usually a feature until Funtime)

#back on my bullshit #one piece #fnaf #fnaf security breach #ao3 fanfic #undertale #underfell #stats

[toastchild]

OK, I'm not sure if I can phrase everything I want to say correctly, but I'll try anyway: YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!

Like, really!

Your art is just GORGEOUS, both old and new! And I love love LOVE that you included a bisexual trans male character! (SERIOUSLY, AS A BISEXUAL TRANS GUY MYSELF IT MEANS A LOT TO ME!) I just love Tristan so much, and (what seems to be) his li'l crush on Gabe is just adorable!

Although, to be honest, as much as I love those two (being laid-back and "looking for a dream boy" are two things I can heavily relate to), in terms of personality so far my favorite is perhaps Alizée, and design-wise it would be Noah. Like seriously, when it comes to Noah I can't decide if I just want to look like them or date them??? *fanboy scream* THEY'RE TOO COOL!!! (>////<)

Regardless, I just adore your comic, and everything about it. Everything looks great, everyone is adorable, the diversity is just AWESOME! Bianca and Penny's interactions are just so awkward, funny, cute, and relatable! I just love it! Thank you for bringing a little joy into my life as a non-straight, non-cis person looking for "rainbow" content.

Compliments aside, though, there's something I want to say. I just recently noticed you changed how you identify as, and I have to ask - how did you realize you were aro AND ace? If I remember correctly, you used to identify as aromantic and lesbian (sorry if that's not true, btw). Was it a case of you realizing you only liked girls in the aesthetic sense in spite of being open to intimacy and/or a relationship with them?

Sorry for the weird questions by the way, you don't have to answer them if you don't feel like it. I don't mean to be invasive, I'm just genuinely curious about such things, considering I am neither asexual nor aromantic exactly, and I have never felt any true semblance of being a lesbian (since I'm a trans boy who likes more than one gender, I could not feel any connection to the word "lesbian" when I learned about it even though I'm really into ladies).

If it somehow alleviates whatever discomfort I might have brought to you by bringing up a (possibly) unpleasant subject amidst such praise, I'd like for you to know that I have kind of aromantic/asexual -ish values myself. That is, in spite being a huge fan of romance and, er, "bedroom bonding," I think platonic love should always come first, and I always feel aces, aros, demis, and everyone in the ace/aro spectrum deserve better both in real life AND in fiction.

Anyway, I'm glad your art, comics, and characters exist, they're a treat to the eyes and a warm embrace for the soul, especially for LGBT+ people. I hope you continue to bring smiles to peoples' faces by being your lovely self, and I hope you always find people who do the same for you.

You are a rare jewel, and I wish you good luck on your journey as an artist, as a person, and as a human being.

(P.S. I just realized i made this message WAY too long than I had originally planned. I really went overboard with this one. Oh well... *shyly walks away*)

DUDE!!! I can't thank you enough for such an absolute essay I'm seriously so grateful for the time it must have taken to write this!! All your thoughts about my characters make me so so happy aaa I can't believe it <333

You're right, I used to identify as aromantic and lesbian and I still think women are very lovely! You're spot on, I'm definitely more into girls in an aesthetic sense I think they're funky and cool but god I would never want to date anyone.

I actually realized I am definitely asexual recently - basically w/o getting too explicit someone offered me the option to try "it" and it freaked me out so much it kind of set off an "ohhhh okay, I'm definitely not a sexual person" moment. Honestly, I kind of grew up being told I was too young to identify as asexual and to just wait until I'm older, but bro I'm older now and I still feel the same way so 🤠🤸‍♀️ Honestly I think my thoughts are if a label is resounding w you - give it a try, nothing has to be permanent! You're allowed to change your mind, there are no rules.

Anyway!! I just wanted to thank you again for writing to me and making my day, I hope you're absolutely thriving <333333

#long post #toastchild asks #<33333333 #ily!!!!

[blushroomx]

hello! getting back into the swing of things and thought it was time to pin an intro. :)

✩ user basics

people call me t! i'm a chronically-ill mfa-dropout (lol) who writes lit-spec and surrealist fiction, poetry, and narrative essay. i'm 24, sapphic, use she/they pronouns, and i get really excited about ginger, fungi, + gourds. my interests span far and wide and include animation, pedagogy, stardew valley, queer/neurodivergent media, cooking, and the natural world.

✩ writeblr goals

blushroomx is my main blog. for original writing and nothing else, give @blushroomwrites a follow. you can expect poetry and fiction/essay excerpts! in general, i'm here for inspiration and community. i intend to return to academia soon to wrap up my mfa, and that requires a return to my artistry - hard work when trauma and illness have beaten you into non-personhood! my main goal is just to write regularly, whatever that takes. tag game friendly btw and i love asks and messages, so don't be shy!

✩ wips

and if everything goes, what then? is my main project, a multimedia lit-spec novel split between two pov: mara, a recently orphaned 12-year-old taken to a mysterious island that claims to need her help; and her widowed aunt, laurie, who journeys across the galaxy to find her. nature spirits, space pirates, giant skeletons oh my. themes include platonic love, found family, neurodiversity, grief, nature, self-trust, (anti)martyrdom, growth, queerness. tag: #aiegwt

theo and ollie is a low-stakes twine game based on my two sweet cats. the reader/player navigates a cozy studio apartment on a sunday morning, tending to theo and ollie's needs until they earn access to the cats' secret worlds. both worlds offer an experience inspired by the personalities of the real-life ollie and theo, who are very much a sun/moon combo. the vibes are soft, whimsical, exploratory.

mwuah <3

#will update as necessary! #<3 #writeblr intro #writeblr reintroduction

[slurp-imagines]

Random Word Prompts: Luffy & Sanji

(ask meme link)

written as platonic headcanons but prob can be taken as romantic as well.

Soot: Could they survive on their own if they had to?

↳ Imagining some random "stranded together on a deserted island" scenario...

↳ The answer is yes, but dysfunctionally. Sanji does like 95% of the work. He does the cooking, he sets up the shelter and keeps it tidy, he works on finding a way to get back to the rest of the crew. He's the caretaker in this relationship for sure. He can assign Luffy tasks of course but only within reason. Luffy is also extremely lackadaisical about everything and it stresses Sanji out a little

↳ Btw Luffy's 5% of the work is 1) hunting, and 2) emotional labor. He drives Sanji a little nuts, but also keeps him from getting lonely. Every now and then, he'll say something that Sanji finds incredibly, stupidly sweet. "I couldn't do this without you!" "I'm glad you're the one I got stranded with :D" "We should do this again sometime!! And bring friends!!!"

↳ And Sanji is just very grumpily endeared by it. He's like... you idiot... you little dunderhead... if we bring other people it won't be "doing this again"... also, why would we want to get stranded a second time?!

Thunder: Do they argue with their S/O each other - if so what about?

↳ They bicker all the time when Luffy is too impatient for food lol. But in a serious way? Hardly ever, and especially not since the Whole Cake Island fiasco.

↳ I think the closest they'd come to arguing is if/when he hears Sanji talking bad about himself. Because Luffy just doesn't get it. Sanji is kind and skilled and strong, so why does he treat himself so harshly?

↳ He'll contradict every point Sanji makes against himself. Sanji thinks it's almost laughable, in a way, how his captain can accept everything about him so easily. It makes him ridiculously happy just as much as it makes him ridiculously frustrated. Because no matter how much he proves himself through loyalty and hard work, deep down Sanji doesn't always feel like he deserves to be accepted like this– so wholly, so genuinely– or to be viewed in such a forgiving light.

↳ I don't think Luffy would get upset in return, unless WCI gets brought up... and specifically if it gets brought up in a way where Sanji hints at any feelings of guilt he carries over it.

↳ Because nope, Luffy is not having any of that. He doesn't hold grudges over WCI, and more importantly than that, he doesn't regret a single thing that happened there. He doesn't regret enduring for Sanji, he doesn't suffering and hurting for Sanji, he doesn't regret risking his life for Sanji, he doesn't regret choosing Sanji and loving him. And for Sanji to ever imply that, however indirectly, would be a deep insult in his mind. Luffy does not and will not ever think that accepting help from a friend is something to feel guilty over.

↳ It’s hard, though, because Sanji can’t forget how far his captain had to push. It might not be something he ever forgets about, but he hopes to everything in him that it's something he's grown from.

Bell: Song lyrics or a quote associated with them?

世界じゃそれを愛と呼ぶんだぜ (The World Calls That Love) - Sambomaster

What connects our hearts' voices Are the things that we really fear. We say together that we'll sing like the past never happened!

Flowers can bloom even within sadness!

The world calls that "love"!

↳ This is my favorite song by Sambomaster. It's so sweet, and I feel like it really encapsulates Luffy & how he treats his loved ones.

↳ Something really special about Luffy is that he gives people the strength to admit their dreams and all their deepest desires they've held inside because they were afraid of what'd happen if they let it out. And Sanji's "I want to go back to the Sunny" scene is all of that, completely undiluted. That scene is burned into my memory istg

↳ The way Luffy had to fight and claw to get that confession out of him. I'll stop here to avoid getting repetitive with the previous section lol, but the way Luffy accepted it all in stride & treats Sanji no differently for it. Beautiful

#sanji #monkey d. luffy #sanlu #one piece #one piece imagines #I have many requests that haven't been finished from last year (or longer I'm not sure) #but I do want to get back into writing. I may start with non-requests #I may clean some of the ask box out if they don't seem write-able anymore as well... #watch me continue to write sanji friendship headcanons tho #i love his dynamic with the east blue crew. sooo much #also was gonna write a luffy-centric fic called 'the world calls that love' #but this happened first so who knows where that draft will go

[dairy-farmer]

It's ♡♡♡ anon, and I'm beyond stressed. I have dental surgery tomorrow (and I have a phobia of the dentist because of a few bad experiences where no one believed me when I said local anesthetic doesn't work on me :/// ) where I'll be fully sedated. I don't suppose you'd be willing to share any fluffy/adoring brutim snippets you've been planning/or thinking about? 🥺🥺🥺

Ooh, btw do you know DexDefyingStunts on AO3? I was rereading their soft and sweet series and like. I desperately need your thoughts on that, and maybe how delightful it would be to have canon bats in that AU in a dimension travel situation (since you love that trope too). Just the BadWrongSick sensation the canon bats have in that 'verse against the public acceptance of sex and how fully integrated it is in the world and public compared to their home reality where sex and anything pertaining to it mostly taboo outside of private situations. Also I just love image of soft batdad gently finger fucking his darling son Tim right infront of his alternate dimension guests and the utter horror and clash of what is effectively alien biology. Sorry, I'm just stressed, pls ignore me if this isn't something you've read/are into.

Cheers, ♡♡♡

oh im sorry anon! i know exactly how you feel with dentists and i do have a few things!!

i can offer some snippets of a more lighthearted and comedic brutim i have planned! hopefully you enjoy them!

but aside from that i do have some burgeoning ideas for brutim like how even before they get together, tim served as bruce's "voice" in a sense. as brucie bruce can't really speak his mind so tim does it for him <3. rejecting more alcoholic drinks because he's had enough. another thing is when they go out to a new restaurant and he orders for bruce because he has a habit of ordering things he thinks sound good but he won't like (so tim goes a few days early to try everything and scope out what bruce will enjoy).

tim just being overall very thoughtful and mindful towards bruce and his comfort which is what catches bruce's attention. tim knows that when bruce is in a slump or unhappy, or angry he can't make him feel less of those things so instead he does his best to make sure that bruce is at ease so he can work through those feelings.

tim just being the most considerate person in bruce's life and bruce falling for it ❤️❤️❤️❤️

and YES!! im a HUGE fan of dexdefyingstunts their tim fics are absolutely IMPECCABLE!!!!! and their soft and sweet series!!!!! just the overall tenderness present within a universe where its normalized for omegas to be “taken care of” by their packs! like its the perfect balance between gentle love and explicitness!! you can see in their actions and words that the alphas just want to help out their lovely little omegas that can’t help their biology <333!

BUT then adding in dimension travel!!!!! oh i cannot stress how much i LOVE that trope!!!! the canon bats and their purely platonic or familial dynamics being confronted with this- like to them so many things would be wrong, to them it’s be like ‘oh this is like a BAD universe, we’re not evil but everything else is just pretty shitty’. i love the contrast and drama brought about by their discomfort and how everything they stand for and believe says they need to put a stop to this, they need to save who they think are the victims. but this isn’t their universe and the general rule set up by the justice league is that unless another universe is an active threat to their own, it’s best if things be left alone.

but they’re still not happy because the canon bats are now sitting in a world so much like their own but with some pretty significant biological and societal differences. anything related to sex is hidden away and private

“so it’s shameful to you” they ask. a version of tim is in front of them so soft, so...young. they’re desperatly trying to ignore how they can see the red seam of his pussy where fingers are stuffed inside. the batman from this universe is casually speaking to them while his lap is occupied by a red-faced and panting tim. there is no indication that the action is forced.

if it was there’s not a single bat that would’ve stayed still but they don’t want another incident like what occurred when they first arrived. 

the sight of tim laid on on the mats, pants completely gone leaving him naked below as this bruce stuffed another finger into him, garnering a fresh flow of tears from his crying face.

to them it’d been clear what was happening. they reacted as they would’ve to the sight of an adult hovering over a child and touching them in an inappropriate manner.

“inappropriate?” this batman asks. “how is it inappropriate to alleviate a young omega’s suffering? do you know the health risks of an omega going their entire childhood without this kind of assistance? it could cause delays in puberty, contribute to an increased chance for depression and anxiety-”

realistically this batman could be lying. he could be just a perverse man who’s twisted this tim’s mind to believe that he needs this. he could be trying to twist their minds to make them think it’s alright. 

even while researching this universe they find information that corroborates this batman’s words. their are medical and pediatric journals published about what this batman is doing. 

they try to argue, point out facts about tim’s age, about how even in this universe his brain isn’t finished developing until he’s in his early 20s. there’s no way he’s mature enough to understand this. but this tim protests, saying he’s plenty mature and he can make as many choices as any omega!

it’s uncomfortable for them, not just because of the actions but because that’s their faces.

how can dick ever look at tim and bruce together again and not think of the sight of bruce fingerbanging tim who looked all of 13 years old.

bruce is also uncomfortable but for different reasons. he’s met other versions of himself. good, evil, neither, and something in between. bruce knows that just because he became a different person in another universe, it doesn’t necessarily indicate anything about him or his life.

but this batman...he can see the tenderness. the love in his eyes when he kisses his tim (on the mouth). there’s a gentle, parental air about him that contrasts so sharply with the image projected in front of them.

they’re all uncomfortable, the sight and being in that universe just messes with their heads.

tim, surprisingly, takes it the easiest. he can always reason himself into accepting anything. dick questions him on it when they’re back because they all see how bruce hasn’t made much of an effort to touch tim since they returned. no pats on the back no, small smiles. just an odd distance between them. it makes tim sad but he gets it, he tells as much to dick who’s still trying to process it all.

“aren’t you weirded out?” dick asks. “i mean that universe was kind of...intense.”

that’s a nice way of putting it. immediately after they returned they each drifted to their own corner of the manor and didn’t even look at each other until dinner.

but tim just shakes his head. 

“my parents were anthropologists, dick.” 

tim’s mom and dad always liked collecting artifacts more than they liked business meetings. it was their passion and when they were home they’d show tim some new piece they were adding to their collection. they liked to talk about it at the dinner table so tim picked up on those conversations.

“there’s this thing in anthropology when you’re studying a different culture, community that sort of thing. when you’re doing that you run the risk of finding something that clashes with what has been established in your culture as moral.”

adults fucking children, touching them intimately. it’s all around pretty firmly established as something very bad. yet in that universe, it was fine. encouraged even.

but it’s still immoral.

by their standards.

“when observing other cultures you can only determine or call something immoral so long as that society enforces that it’s unacceptable. if they don’t...well...”

tim remembers being nine years old and listening to his dad talk about the sambia of papa new guinea where boys his age are taken from their mothers and enter initiations to become men. initiations that could have people clutching their pearls and gasping at how “savage” they are.

“there are things in our world that are probably seen as immoral and grotesque not just by western sensibilities and standards but for other universes too.”

dick’s forehead is still creased, he’s biting his bottom lip. tim tells him about young boys who live in a culture that believes that to become a man you must undergo certain rites. rites like performing fellatio on older men in their tribe and being encouraged to drink the semen as often as possible in order to be virile. he tells about how anthropologists like his parents studied and asked the boys about what the most terrifying part of the rites were, and those boys who they expected to say some variation related to the sexual abuse- they said it was being ripped from the arms of their mother. 

to those boys, to those men, to that tribe, and in that culture. there was nothing sexual about the act. it was not an act of pleasure but one of duty.

that baman. that tim drake. 

it was simply a father caring for his beloved little child

“i do get it dick. those were our faces, that was us in another life but....but it’s not like we were the ones doing it.”

rather, shouldn’t they be happy to know that the tim from that universe was so clearly cared for and loved?

dick’s expression wasn’t satisfied, his eyes kept darting. and tim saw the brief flash on his face of disbelief.

tim decided to just leave it at that.

it’s not that dick was close minded. tim knew that but still...

sometimes he thought of that tim. thought of his blushy cheeks and his sweet smiles and how he clung to that bruce and that bruce clung to him back.

he thought of himself at that age. just as small but three times as desperate for his parent’s love.

it was weird. tim knew that but still...they seemed happy.

and didn’t that matter so much more?

Good Luck on your dental surgery anon!! much love and i hope your recovery goes well❤️❤️❤️❤️

Below is some snippets from a WIP called like a virgin (touched for the very first time)

#anonymous #asks #answered asks

[killemwithkawaii]

Hey Mitch, what made LSS essentially choose your S/I's over Ashley? I mean, aside from the fact that LSS and your character are soulmates?

What caused LSS to fall out of love with Ashley?

[CW: Unreality, general spoilers for the 'Meet the Fishers' AU]

Three main reasons L.S.S. chose to be with my s/is instead of Ash:

Sals feelings for Ashley in his original timeline were based on a love-at-first-sight teenage crush. It's clear that those feelings lingered throughout high school and that Sal and Ash became closer as the years went by, but it's up for debate as to whether Ash returned his romantic feelings or simply had a strong platonic bond with him. I think Sal still had some hope that they would get together during the first half of CH4, but still very much cherished his friendship with her and was okay if that was how their relationship would stay. After the murders and subsequent events in chapter 5, I don't think a romantic relationship would have been an realistic option for them because A. Ash had taken so long to accept the truth about what had happened, believing Sal was mentally ill and delusional until it was much too late to do anything to save him despite all the crazy shit she'd seen going on beforehand (which probably felt like a betrayal, even if Sal understood why she didn't believe his reasoning before proof was staring her in the face), and B. Sal was dead and could only interact with the original Ashley through a telepathic link and inhabiting her own arm. I could see him feeling uncomfortable with basically being a parasite in Ashs body and not really wanting to overstay his welcome any time he popped back into his original universe (not that it absolutely couldn't work! I've seen some very creative and cute AUs exploring that dynamic 👍)

Even if L.S.S. got the chance to get together with alternate versions of Ash, I think he'd feel strange about going through with it, given his current relationship with the original Ash. It might be different if she had died, but just imagine him popping back to the original timeline for a check-in and saying 'oh yeah btw Ash I totally dated and made sweet, sweet love with you in a different timeline just so you know.' It would probably be really awkward for both of them (if not a total violation of their friendship), and he'd probably feel even worse if he did that and kept it a secret, so he just doesn't.

On the flip side, Penpal!Mitch believed Sals story (which was somehow way more insane-sounding than the original) right off the bat, accepted him for everything he was (good and bad), and showed him kindness and mercy despite being a complete stranger to him at the time. It could easily be argued that she was just a gullible true-crime fanatic with a passion for prison reform that ended up biting off way more than she could chew, but it still really touched Sal for someone to believe him and be unafraid of him, even affectionate with him, while knowing all the horrible things he'd been forced to do. Plus, she showed up at the right time- L.S.S. was experiencing his first big immortal rut (feeling isolated, misunderstood, that he was a failure and that there wasn't really a point in doing all this) when he got her first letter, and it gave him something more to keep 'living' for (besides the endless search for the original Larry and trying to take down all the different versions of the D.O.G. he comes across while universe hopping. It's a pretty thankless, fruitless job- can you really blame him for picking up what he thinks will be a nice little side quest to lighten things up a bit..?).

#k.e.w.k. answers #meadow chan #Meet the Fishers #penpal!mitch #tw death #tw unreality #sorry steve #lime #tw body horror #absolutely no ill will to Ash x Sal peeps (I just want him for myself uwu)

[thesecretattic]

Another Bizarre Incident + something about Aditya at the end

I have no other option than dying thanks to his/their unwantedness, he himself had come go through the signs I’ll die while saying this that since he was also interested and we shared those signs till the very end I deserved a chance instead of getting rejected that too unequivocally due to superficial reasons. I have lost 8+ years of my life from 2015 bed ridden all alone abused at home crying and then his torture. I still remember frantically texting him my link (in 2018-19) again signs and coincidences I was scared that he’ll react in a very bad manner pls read my post which says how it has impacted my health and mind and BRAIN (physically) and he did he reacted in such a hostile dismissive way that I almost fainted my mother on the other end was torturing me to death, this is what my life was all about pls read everything from at least Jan-Mar 2023. I wanted to get hypnotherapy done to forget everything related to him after finishing my book and getting married to someone else but there was NO ONE he was my soulmate rest maximum are taken in today’s times i had told you it’s EASY for others NOT for me, he has made it impossible THEY ALL SEEM to share the same reason as him, I’m treated like an untouchable in India when one does something the rest COPY NO ONE WANTS TO EVEN TALK that is exactly what is going on and I feel like I’m already dead as if ppl can’t hear me, enough of innuendos I’m too sick I kept crying again

It occurred to me today that whoever was with him like his ex and all those who were close to him who were in his life, were very lucky they were the luckiest ppl on this planet. I wish I would’ve been exactly what he wanted, I can’t type much I’m coughing due to low pressure I am too ill that impacted tooth has given me an infection in my chest and all my head nerves have sensitised they are too tender and painful to touch. I wanted to share this incident - I was 15 and I was at the service centre to repair my 15 inch MacBook 💻 That area had a church and a cemetery right opposite that and lot of odd incidents have happened there with me and even my mother, she’s also a witness, there was a man who came out of nowhere and he was following me my mom and my brother when we were kids, he kept going everywhere we went, we crossed the signal to get rid of him my mother’s idea but he too crossed behind us and he kept crossing signals JUST LIKE US it was dusk after Magrib the cemetery was right there so I think it was a lost soul or it could be just some random old person with dementia, nonetheless I’ll share the other incident which is very weird, the weather is scary btw it’s like doom’s day is approaching and I’m too scared cuz I’m very ill so I get dreams where I see horrible explosions in the sky and the worst kind of thundering possible due to climate change threat, anyway we were at the service station (I was 15) my chest is quivering at the slightest sound while I’m writing this due to that infection and all the stress I had told u I will die I won’t be able to handle it. My book could’ve explained this incident but I’m dying with all the secrets, I had thought someone would ask me what the story was about but people are so boring, I was adding them for that contract marriage (I don’t think even platonic is possible for me so house mates one) and I thought if they’ll like the story and we’ll become acquainted with each other then we can try having that contract marriage (+ hypnotherapy) at times I feel like I want a normal relationship but my bf age is gone I was always that “type” and it’s too late, I really wish I would’ve been whatever he wanted, and now I don’t this anyone wud accept me, I feel like sharing a normal life with someone with complete “acceptance” for everything he rejected that’s the only way I’ll get my confidence back and realise that I wasn’t that unacceptable. He never wanted me, I was okay with the dark ugly pics (had to mention I realised he doesn’t actually look like that so u don’t have to assume he’s like those old photos the camera might be such) but I was okay with that and even when his fingers were looking dark again due to low res. camera and lights, inspite of the ring I was okay with that too and I cried so much I just never want to face him in real life I had stopped going to Malad in 2016 itself due to all that hate (repulsion) then I stopped going out and I haven’t left my room since 2017, I wish someone would’ve gotten me out of this exile, I never cared about the eyes and all I really don’t I never wanted this handsome or rose I wouldn’t have maintained a distance from fair and rich guys, I wanted to hold his hands in my thoughts as usual when I felt like I was dying or I couldn’t make it but now I can’t after the ring (pls read that story also it’s in my previous post) the devil killed one of the characters IN REAL LIFE I had Aditya singh’s screenshot in my hidden album it doesn’t have the death date cuz

he was alive back then, I had taken that cuz I had recently come across his profile I had not stalked though it was from Google that too because of the Singh Rajput surname from that show Pishachini I was making peace with the fact that it’s not Jayesh Rajput and that such surnames are common. Cuz I was insecure my name had come up with Harsh’s last name as Zara Rajput and there were several ZH even with heart (I have SHARED ALL EVIDENCE AND SCREENSHOTS in my previous posts) our initials and numbers (marriage related kept coming up) and now when I see that Aditya’s screenshot I feel horrible cuz it doesn’t have a death date, his SS was amongst all the hidden pics which have Jiya and Harsh etc. That too not many it’s all just evidence but not related to signs, just some of my rivals I don’t deem them as rivals he made them that but it just has their ugly shots (even other girls hehe) and a few other things which I clarified for my assurance. But his SS was amongst all this and he was a part of the story back then I didn’t even know he was his friend and one of the characters is dead now. At this point we should’ve been Serious, there’s a reason why he was killed read my prev post. It was for the ring which took away his hand from me. I can’t even hold it in my thoughts while dying my own hand is cold n numb n paralysed rn can’t type autocorrect mode I was okay even if those hands would’ve been actually dark like the pics I was okay I loved him so much I did feel like maybe someone should’ve accepted me in the same manner my hands are lighter (so are his or else he’ll blame me for lying it was just the camera) but the bottom line is I was okay even if it would’ve been real. I wouldn’t have wanted anyone else’s hands I was okay with them cuz they were HIS. I just wanted “Harsh” I have 0 confidence I feel like my story (if you’ve read that Anu Gupta part) doesn’t matter like I have no right to voice it or narrate it, I feel like I don’t have enough respect or ppl don’t want to hear from me they don’t want to know they are all dismissive like him, they don’t value me and I’m not going to quote unrealistic soliloquies such as “If they don’t value you find new ppl” WHERE ARE NEW PEOPLE? I’m talking about ALL PEOPLE. I’m getting wheezing had to share that “teaser” before dying tonight, I just wanted ppl to realise that someone like me also will have something worthwhile to say and we should be given a chance I don’t know what separates me from you, and makes me an untouchable unspeakable online too, no one LITERALLY NO ONE wants to associate or talk either they have too many ppl in their lives or they are just busy copying him, he was my soulmate but he DIDNOT want me so I was waiting for someone else and my posts do reach out ppl notice I even send friend requests to find someone but none of them want a “reject”. I have to die I can’t even heal from his rejection he meant everything to me, like I said all those who were with him were the LUCKIEST of all, I can’t do my hypnotherapy to forget that or move on with someone else (WHY SHUD I BE ALONE ALL OF YOU GUYS GAVE A SIGNIFICANT OTHER, it’s NOT my age to stay with my parents ppl get married and shift into their dreams homes I’ve seen several especially during Cov BUT my life has only gotten worse) it’s NOT normal their behaviour is not normal

If you are that conservative and you only want someone from ur HINDU religion then mention it on dating apps even that Taher who met me married some Gujju girl so Muslim guys don’t want us Hindu guys don’t want us or they only want money my OWN SOULMATE doesn’t want me, go thru the signs in prev hood posts, so what do they want? Its not about contract marriage someone should’ve actually made up for all those 10 years and accepted me the way I accepted him, inspite of his monetary status or lack of “popularity” (social status) complexion which was there in the pics or even looks (height and all even the double chin in 2014) I had to say that cuz I really wish I would’ve had someone like me for the first time I am saying “Like me” and not like Harsh. Why can’t all other men budge yaar? They only marry their mother a choice this is MODERN DAY INDIA? Yes mummy yes mummy waale dumb imbeciles, why can’t anyone man up and message? Flirt? Ask me out on a date? (You don’t have to flirt with others you can flirt with me all you want but only me) why can’t they ask if I need help with the book like a matured adult? Why can’t they APPROACH OR TALK TO A GIRL? They say na Sx is easy these days then where’s your spine? Can’t man up to even TALK? I’m done with this, what kind of boring c**ts do we have in India? They can sleep with those typical Lokhandwala behenjis who have that fake accent and same common “tone”, all those stupid bimbos they have a fetish they call them “cute” acc to them dumb girls are cute?!!

SHAME ON YOU can’t handle a bomb? Itna bada Tope hai aur bomb handle nahi kar sakta hai? This quote had come up for me “She’s fragile but now like a flower like a bomb” I had said another variation of my name means a flower and I never wanted to be recognised as that I’m not a flower 🌸 I’m not something that feminine or boring, I’m not some cliche representation of beauty, my spelling means light as a matter of fact and I’m happy about it.

I have no other option I am DYING DUE TO ALL OF YOU, had to share that bizarre incident to light the wick and drop that bomb before dying. - Zara Sauleh

[random-yandere-fandom]

Hey, can I request a Platonic Yandere!Melodias with a child he had with Elizabeth before she died? Sorry if you don't do platonics!

Of course you can! I hope you like it! I don`t have any experience with writing platonic yanderes and before I knew it I had written more than I had planned for the backstory, so... this is all that happens before the main story of Seven Deadly Sins. Btw. I`m gonna assume you meant the first time Elizabeth died.

Platonic yandere Meliodas with his child

So it`s very likely that the first few months you had both, your mother and your father. There was a war raging on but they still somehow managed to drown you in love and affection. Your parents were very protective of you back then, too. You were a hybrid and while many people of Stigma could ignore your demon genes, especially because your mother is Elizabeth, there were still a lot of glares sent your way. Nevertheless you were raised with much care and love.  

You were barely a few months old when Elizabeth was murdered and both your parents cursed. Meliodas woke up to your confused cries only to discover Elizabeth’s corpse holding your small body in her arms protectively. How you got there was a mystery, they had made sure that you were safe and secure while they would fight, not only for themselves or peace but for your right to exist. He was devastated, grief washing over him as he had to take you from her, what he assumed, last embrace. 

He wandered aimlessly for a while, making sure you were well-fed and in good health, playing with you and hoping that he`d make a good parent. You were his only source of joy and he almost burst into tears when you said your first words, took your first steps or did just about anything. Hide and seek or tag were ordinary pastimes, but your sparkling eyes and joy were contagious and Meliodas found himself enjoying such regularities. When he talked to others he was almost always asking for tips on parenting or where the next food source was. Meliodas never staid long with these people, fearing that they`d somehow harm you. However, he let you play with animals he deemed safe. Should they try anything funny he`ll simply send them a glare, frightening them into obedience.   

It was about that time that he met Elizabeth`s first reincarnation. He was carrying you and when you pointed up, babbling and laughing, he followed your gaze to meet hers. Happiness, relief, glee. Those feelings overwhelmed him and before he knew it he tried to hug her with one arm, balancing you on the other. The rejection was harsh, but he managed to stick by her side. Whenever he had doubts that this wasn`t really Elizabeth he would simply watch her play with you, the two of you having naturally bonded in no time and his doubts would disappear. Meliodas and Elizabeth fell in love again and all seemed well. 

You grew up well in the warrior tribe your mother belonged to. They treated you well, even though you couldn`t help feeling isolated from them with the way your father would sometimes usher you away from them. But it was fine, you were happy. Meliodas would train you on how to control your powers as well as how to defend yourself while Elizabeth showed you how to distinguish between plants and how to cook. You knew that you had lived off of meals made by your father before but you feared the day that would ever happen again. So you studied how to save any dish, no matter how horrible. 

You were a few years older now and you noticed something off about your father. There seemed a sadness to him, one you only understood later on. You were already entrusted with the secret of your mothers rebirth and you had no problem with that, you were simply grateful, happy that you had a close bond with her despite her not remembering your earliest months and I mean, you didn`t either. 

When Elizabeth showed signs of regaining her old power both you and Meliodas were elated. Only later did you two realise that it wasn`t a joyful occasion as you watched your mother die in front of you. Before you knew it your father had covered your vision, holding you close as tears streamed from both of your eyes. You were a happy family, so why had your mother died again? 

Going back to wandering, you and your father were alone again. He was spoiling you, anything you wanted you got, being showered with affection and praise was the norm. When there was something threatening you, Meliodas took care of it swiftly. Only sometimes would he search for an enemy for you to fight together, though he`d make sure you wouldn`t even be so much as grazed. You wouldn`t get attached to anyone else, leaving the new place before any ties could be made. Your dad made sure that no one would dare to get close to you. 

By the time you met your mother’s second reincarnation you were a teenager and it was quite the experience. People would assume you and your father to be siblings and you never stayed long enough to correct them. You couldn`t do that here. No, not if you wanted to have your mother-daughter relationship. So the two of you decided to tell her that the both of you weren`t human, you wouldn`t tell her what exactly you were but yes, Meliodas was in fact your father. And later on yes, you`d love to call her mom.

It didn`t take long for the curse to activate and by the third reincarnation you and your father became aware of its full extend. You had a mental breakdown, damned to watch your mother die over and over again. Meliodas wasn`t feeling any better but he comforted you nonetheless. He never wanted to see you in that state again but he couldn`t bring himself to forbid you and him to seek out Elizabeth. So he promised you that day that you two would never separate, that he`d be by your side forever. 

Like this, centuries passed. You would meet your mom, sometimes even as a child, spend some happy years together before she was taken from you again. Your father would always make sure to be there for you but he was hesitant to letting you make any acquaintances. there were only few exceptions to who you could interact with regularly. One would be Merlin who you soon viewed as part of your family, an older sister figure of sorts. 

Life was fine, the two of you living with Liz in a small kingdom, Meliodas was a well respected knight and you were his apprentice, going with the story of you two being siblings. Until Fraudrin appeared, at least. He took you by surprise, injuring you and murdering Liz. Your dad went ballistic and the next thing you knew you were in Liones, your mother`s next reincarnation being nothing more than a small child. 

From then on you were only allowed to walk around with at least one of the other sins. You weren`t an official member but you accompanied them and occasionally fought alongside them. One of their orders was to never let you get hurt and they followed that one almost religiously unless they wanted their cheerful Capatain to turn livid and everything close by wiped of the face of earth. 

When the country turned against you knights and Merlin sealed his powers you just barely managed to get him out of there and into a cave where you met a new companion, the talking and ever hungry Hawk. Planning to reunite with the momentarily disbanded group you opened a tavern, your father in charge of drinks and serving while you cooked, refusing to let anyone taste the hell your father called edible and he didn`t argue, preferring to keep you from those drunkards either way. . 

Work starting in the evening and ending late at night, gathering any kind of information before going to sleep and then spending some quality time with your father which included hunting ingredients for various dishes. It was peaceful for a few years but before you knew it you stood across from someone in quite the impressive armor, Meliodas shielding you protectively. Anyway, that`s how you met your mother again.   

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #yandere seven deadly sins #yandere seven deadly son x you #yandere seven deadly sins x reader #yandere seven deadly sins meliodas #yandere nanatsu no taizai #yandere nanatsu no taizai x you #yandere nanatsu no taizai x reader #yandere nanatsu no taizai meliodas #yandere meliodas #yandere meliodas x you #yandere meliodas x reader #yandere demon #yandere demon x you #yandere demon x reader #familial yandere #yandere father

[jojohotel]

may i request a platonic polnareff, avdol and 3seph with reader who acts like a little sibling to them? or maybe even they consider them like their own child?

and as for the room, can i get room number two please? i really like your hotel concept btw! <3

Of course! I really enjoyed writing this piece.

Enjoy our service!

Polnareff, Joseph(P3), Avdol with a reader that is like a little sibling to them

Jean P. Polnareff

Having polnareff as a brother would be cool since he is always fun and loves you.

Do you know that scene where Kakyoin and Polnareff do that handshake? Yeah, he's always doing that and creating handshakes for when you two greet each other.

If you someday get a partner, Polnareff would like to know them. He acts like your parents asking things like "what are your intentions with y/n" And if you don't like it, tell Polnareff to stop. He'll be a bit petty about saying that "you don't know their intentions" and all that stuff, but in the end, he'll be ok.

As boring and as bad as Polnareff may seem to your partner, he gets used to it and can hang out with them just fine. Unless they say something bad about you, then they should run.

Loves to show some of Silver Chariot's attacks and abilities as a way of impressing you.

Constantly write notes and letters for you.

If you can go on it, Polnareff invites you to family events and holidays. He'd love to spend such special moments with you.

When fights happen, Polnareff has a hard time admitting that he may be wrong. The mood gets tense between you two, even though he feels guilty. Even if you two fight with each other, he will always have an eye on you to make sure everything it's alright

He already lost his biological sister, so he ends up getting a bit taken back about having some sibling relationship with you. He doesn't want the same things that happened to Sherry to happen to you, so he gets protective of you.

If you like to gift him things, Polnareff always gets excited, especially if it's something he can year he'll be wearing it in the blink of an eye.

Joseph Joestar (P3)

Having this type of relationship with joseph would be fun, considering the fact he's always trying to show that, despises his age, he's still cool. Especially for Jotaro, so if you are around Jotaro's age, Joseph would do the same to you.

If you want to taste an alcoholic drink and you are a minor, he would be the type of guy to let you have a little chug. A little sip never killed someone am I right?

He messes with you a lot, constantly pulling pranks on you. But it's because he cares and likes you very much.

If you two fight someday, or he did something wrong and you didn't like it, Joseph would feel really bad and apologize. He doesn't want to get on bad terms with someone he really cares about.

Joseph is quite protective of you, and whenever you sometimes disappear for a short period without previous warning, he's already looking for you.

It doesn't matter your age, he will call you kid/kiddo.

Joseph gives a lot of bear hugs and also messes with your hair whenever he feels like it. Also, he lets you wear his hat as a sign of affection.

If you ever get hurt, Joseph would get scared and worried. He ould try to calm down to not make the situation worse.

He isn't the best with emotions. But whenever you are sad, he tries to take your thoughts away from it, even if it's just a bit, by talking to you about a random topic and making you laugh.

If he's presenting you to new people, he'll say that you are his little sibling.

If you'd like to gift Joseph something, he would love it and have it kept in a secure place.

Muhammad Avdol

I think that very much like the others, Avdol would be protective of you but less overwhelming. He knows there are some things you can take care of by yourself, so he doesn't bother that much, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about you. He trusts you enough.

Avdol doesn't like fights, so whenever a misunderstanding happens between you two, avdol tries to keep it calm and collected. If things start escalating, then he ends the discussion.

I think that differently from Joseph and Polnareff, Avdol wouldn't be so physical. His way of saying that he likes you would be by spending time with you and giving you a bit of his knowledge, telling you stories, legends, facts, and some things he knows.

If you'd like to, Muhammad would let you braid his hair while spending some time together.

Even if avdol is calm, differently from Joseph, if you got hurt by an enemy, he would give his all and get his revenge by defeating them. No one messes with his sibling.

Avdol is intelligent, we all know that, but I believe whenever you are feeling sad or not well, he can always help you, giving a lot of comfort and good advice.

Besides that, whenever you get a small injury and a bit of physical discomfort(a bruise, sore throat, headache) Avdol probably knows herbs, recipes, and teas that can help with it.

If you like to give him gifts, he is grateful for having you in his life.

Avdol probably has some abilities with handcrafts, so as a way to retribute your gift, he makes something handmade.

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