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hoony2k · 4 months

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BLOSSOM WITH YOU

"WILL YOU PLEASE GET DOWN FROM THERE?"

SUMMARY: Curiosity gifts you with more than what you bargained for and it's up to your knight to change his scout boy ways to pick up the pieces of your shattered heart and place them back together.

PAIRING- Knight! lee heeseung x reader

GENRE- fluff, angst with comfort, period drama!, royalty au!, friends to lovers au!

WARNINGS- tears, heeseung is love sick, mentions of familial neglect.

WORD COUNT- 2193 words

NOTE- hi i'm still unsure whether or not I like the current formatting and I doubt I will ever settle. (formally) my first oneshot let's go!!

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Being the youngest out of three prominent siblings was all you had been ever since birth. The eldest two sons fought for the throne and the third would busy herself with matters of the court. All your efforts to be like them, to be seen, to be regarded as important were discouraged, for you were "too young" and "naïve" to comprehend the cruelty of the real world that your family tried to shield you from.

Sometimes you would wonder how their life would be had your mother died before birthing you. Would there be a drastic change? However, unfortunately, the queen gave birth and then retired from all her royal and motherly duties of love and nurture, leaving you to the care of ladies in waiting while she pursued her true dream to travel the world. Sometimes you hated her for leaving you alone with no hesitance. Sometimes you hated yourself for disliking the woman for doing what gave her joy. Sometimes you wish you found what gave you joy.

Lee Heeseung.

A knight assigned to protect you and quite literally a knight in shining armour because he salvaged you from your dark past. Heeseung was your closest friend, even if he complained about blurring the lines between duty and friendship, you did not care because Heeseung saw you. He saw you, unlike your true blood relatives.

"Will you please get down from there?", the young man questioned once more.

You granted him silence from where you sat, perched between two branches of a willow tree in the lavish royal garden. The hems of your dress were drenched in mud water, your shoes ragged and your pristine white leggings were stained brown. The branch was not at all comfortable like your cushioned bed but it had to do. Ever since you met Heeseung, this was the first time you truly wanted to be alone.

Though, he could not allow that because he was ordered to be with you at all times. Stationed outside your bedroom door at night and morning, checking the temperature of your bath and waiting outside the bathroom while trusted women bathed you, then he would be taste-testing your food when you visited the city- all of these things were listed in his job description as your knight.

But as your friend, there was no way he could leave you in this feral condition. His heart clenched when he observed the small scratches on your hands, a product of your past actions of poorly, yet succeeding, in climbing the tree. A thin sheen of water laced your pretty eyes and clung to your lashes whenever you blinked. The urge to wipe your tears away with his thumb and cradle your face made Heeseung swallow cotton because, no, there was no way he could do that. Threading the line of duty and friendship was already nerve-wracking enough, he could never allow himself to imagine himself with you.

"If it is to your comfort…may I join you?" Heeseung finally spoke.

Like a heartbroken child, you kicked your feet in the air and stomped in anger.

"I want to be left alone," your response was harsh but your tone was softer than a petal. The last thing you wanted was to let your impulse hurt the one person who truly adored you. Fortunately, it did nothing to steer Heeseung's ambition.

"I am here for you, as a friend".

The sincerity in his voice made you pause your actions. You leaned to see his face. He gazed up at you like you were a twinkling star far out of reach.

You nodded slowly.

He understood you and as humiliating as it was, Heeseung climbed the tree within minutes. It had taken you a massive amount of time during which you struggled and slipped and scratched yourself.

He was warm by your side, his pristine uniform was wrinkled yet spotless, unlike your attire.

The anger fuelled inside your heart slowly dimmed and all you were left with was stuck in a puddle of shame.

You sniffed and wiped a tear that escaped without permission.

"Did you overhear them as well?"

Despite your efforts, your voice wavered. Heeseung's heart shattered into tiny fragments. He wanted to ease your burden but he could not bear lying to you.

It was his turn to be ashamed. Neither of the two could face one another so he mimicked you and hardened his gaze on his hands, slack in his lap.

"Yes."

You let out a tiny whimper and he wanted to fling himself off the tree and fall on his head so all the memories thirty minutes prior would be forgotten but refrained from doing so. He sat quietly and waited for you to process everything.

Heeseung had never experienced the heartbreak you had currently undergone. His family life was simple and plain. Born to farmers who had great expectations for their son who was chosen by the royal knights to safeguard you after he completed his courses and missions successfully, came first in everything.

You, on the other hand, had a more nuanced life that only weighed on your soul. An hour or so ago, he saw you enter the kitchen halls for a bite but you had hesitated at the entrance, enamoured by the discussion taking place inside. He peeked between the large ajar doors and eavesdropped with you- then he regretted it.

Heeseung had tried to pull you away but you had inherited your stubborn qualities from Her Highness. You had paid no heed to his gentle grip on your sleeve and continuous tugging.

The domestic workers spoke of your birth as if it were a mere campfire story meant to entertain the new staff. It made him sick. It made you realise you knew nothing of your family. They were strangers to you.

"The queen was willing to give it up for adoption, but the court said it would tarnish the royal's reputation," the head of staff retold, " I think they wanted another son."

An elder chef scoffed, "They didn't want any child at all! The doctor was my uncle and he said the queen never wanted a child. She was going to…get rid of it. That's why she's now travelling. She doesn't want anything to do with that stupid brat-"

Your ears felt a sudden cradle of warmth that muffled her voice. Gently, someone pulled you away from the doors with small baby steps. You turned to the culprit and were met with Heeseung's wide eyes that had pools of worry and anxiety in them.

You choose to drown in those feelings. So you ran and ran until the staff and their conversation felt aeons away. Until the pain from rose bush thorns and low branches distracted you from the emotional agony. You ran until you reached a clearing and your lungs gave out, your forehead shone with sweat, your legs filthy with mud and grime, vision blurred. Until your exterior mirrored how you felt inside.

You ran until Heeseung caught up with you and begged you to stop.

You rubbed your nose harshly. With gentle hands, Heeseung grasped onto yours and slid his slender fingers to fit yours as if you two were crafted to complement each other.

"Do you think it's all true?"

You were grasping onto any silver lining. Any spark of hope that you were wanted, needed and loved. Oh, how much Heeseung desired and loved you- you had no idea. He had to keep his mouth shut, so he calculated his words as always.

"I have never been in Her Highness' presence long enough to acquaint myself with her, but I doubt there exists a mother who does not think about her child when she is away."

Your grip tightened.

"I don't believe every woman is meant to be a mother, Hee."

His heart clenched. You continued," I feel awful for her, but I desperately want a mother. I deserve a mother. Don't you think so?"

You turned your body to face him. An expression full of hope stared at him and Heeseung held the string of a guillotine over you. He swallowed thickly.

"I think every child deserves a mother who loves them. I also believe that…even if you are starved of motherly love…"

He trailed off, unable to meet your eyes, gaze trailed onto the grassy land and fields of tulips. You softly shook his hand to bring him back to the conversation, high off his words. Anything that could ground you from floating away with your sensibility, you needed it.

Heeseung pinched his eyes close and inhaled through his nose.

"I would ensure you are never starved of love if you let me into your heart. I will never be able to give you the love you desire because it is not in my ability to do so, but let me fulfil my duty to devote myself to you. Please accept the feelings I offer- as a man and a lover."

Heeseung was too afraid to view your reaction. Despite his trusted correct predictions of all your past reactions, for first Heeseung was unaware of what you might say or do. He knew his job was not threatened but your friendship was at stake.

His scattered thoughts were shunned away when he felt rough fingers paint his cheeks with their warmth. You held his face in his hands as if you were holding the most precious items, fear of breaking it was too much.

Your voice fluttered into his ears," Heeseung, please open your eyes."

A slave to your words, he followed yet he stared at the horizon where the sun descended to kiss the ground. In slow moments, you turned his head to look at you. Eye contact was inevitable.

Heeseung fell deep into your eyes and saw your soul bare and unstitched. He noticed the tremble in your lips and the minuscule furrow in your brows.

"Do you mean it?" Your voice was laced with poorly hidden desperation and hope.

Your hands moved along with his head as he nodded firmly. He placed his hand on top of yours, engulfing them in his larger palms.

"Always," he replied, voice firm as stone.

You refused to let go of him but a fit of giggles tumbled out of your mouth. Shoulders danced to the rhythm of your laughter until your eyes and brows crinkled in despair and your sudden wails filled the air.

Your grasp loosened so he placed both of his hands on yours and brought them to his lips for a sweet chaste kiss. His small kisses on your fingertips did not falter even as you cried and cried, basked in the golden rays of the sun.

Your head bowed forward to meet his chest, he wrapped his arms around your shaking shoulders like a shawl on a winter night.

"Oh, Heeseung!" You managed to cry out through the snot and tears. It must have been a rotten sight to someone else but Heeseung felt at ease now that you were finally vulnerable with him. Now that he was honest with you.

"I don't know what love truly is but I know for a certainty that my heart beats wildly when you are with me and my mind races in fear when you are not."

Although you weren't finished, Heeseung pulled you closer than ever and began littering your crown with kisses. Had anyone else seen, they'd faint in shock. Your bodies were moulded together, your entire frame was hugged by the knight, his slender fingers twirled your messy hair, and plucked a stray leaf out.

You heaved a heavy breath that burdened you for ages, shivering hands held the collars of his shirt like an anchor.

"You have changed my life and I want to bloom with you by my side."

It was Heeseung's turn to giggle. His hand was not enveloped in your locks and returned to caress your cheeks once more. Your eyes blinked the tears away but Heeseung's lovesick expression never changed. His touch was the fresh dew on grass in the early morning. His nose nudged your own, faces far too close to be inappropriate. You felt your face heat up at the thought. Heeseung ignored all rational thought and his heart threatened to break out of his ribcage from immense joy. He would make sure you were loved, he'd ensure you never had a single moment where you felt unwanted. He'd want you to relax from royal duties and come home to your bedroom where you were acknowledged and heard. He would do it all.

As Heeseung leaned upwards to place a sweet kiss on your forehead, you allowed your body to relax. It was a fact that once Heeseung had set his mind on something, he'd do anything to achieve it. Having the boy as your protector, companion and beloved, he was the perfect pillar of fortitude to support you and all your endeavours.

You gazed at your new lover and whispered," Thank you."

At your change in demeanour, gratitude and overall success of his new status, Heeseung smiled like he had never done before.

thank you so much for reading! hope you enjoyed.

please do not translate/copy/edit.

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aloesarchives · 5 months

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Tags/Warnings: Fem!Reader/Pronouns, Swearing, Gojo has a hard crush on you, Gojo vs Toji Part 3, The word ass being used, Toji straight up having beef and fighting a bunch of teenagers, Nicknames such as beloved and hon(ney), JJK OCs, Out of pocket moments and sayings, Me being an annoying narrator

[Semi-proofread, informal formatting, and edited as of 12/22/2023 10:18am CST]

Summary: One of the truths behind Toji's beef with Gojo

Word count: 2.8k words

(A/N: I spent 10pm-6am writing this because I just need to or I would never forgive myself if I didn't! I promise I will have some of the "Toji lives" AU posts ready by next week because your girl got her ADHD meds back in stock!! Thank you for being patient with me and my inconsistent updates!!) (12/22/2023 6:05am CST)

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The REAL reason Toji has major beef with Gojo is because Gojo had a crush on you during his high school days when you would sub for Yaga in the classroom and training sessions. He did try his best to keep it under wraps but Geto was like,

"Bro, she's the same age as Yaga-sensei. . . Stop reaching, Satoru. . . Do I need to remind you who (L/N)-sama is married to again?"

The Gojo responded with, "Suguru, I don't give a shit about that loser. He's a bum, anyway. The question you should be asking is why (L/N)-dono is fucking married and still in-love to a deadbeat like him. I would have been a better option. Face it Suguru, I'm right."

While Satoru has a point, as Suguru noted, it doesn't change the fact that Satoru was crushing on a MARRIED woman who had TWO kids.

Though it was true, Satoru would have technically been a good husband/father/lover. However, there are many reasons why it must be ruled out.

Satoru is over half your age. Picking him meant allegations and a prison cell. Gojo tried reasoning with you, "But (Y/N)-dono! Age is just a number, give me two years!" "And Prison is just a place, Satoru-kun. I don't want to be labeled as a child predator, let alone be framed for "seDuCinG" the Gojo heir. I want to have a clean record."

While his personality brought you happiness, his carefree nature would clash a lot with you. He can mature but his child-like spirit and carefree persona isn't something you would personally deal with.

He was more of your protégé/junior/student if anything. You saw him more as your son and acted like a parental figure. You wanted to watch him grow and mature. Not become his lover.

To spite the higher-ups and Jujutsu elders(excluding your clan). Given you were a powerful and skillful sorcerer, marrying Gojo would be "BeNeFiCiaL" to Jujutsu society. However, it meant that you were on a watchlist 24/7 and pressured to have an HeIR. It made you physically sick and ill thinking what those old useless dementia white-haired cowards are allow to do that just to better "society" but not its citizens.

You are MARRIED to a man who is trying to step up after his major fuck ups. It's not perfect but Toji is his best trying after you gave him his life and freedom. Since he technically can't leave your home or go to Jujutsu High without your supervision, he's basically househusband duty. And he was getting pretty damn good at it too. Plus Toji's hot, he got you feral and gnawing at your teeth with his signature smile and smirk. And the way his arms flex when he crosses them, or how they feel when you link arms together.

While it wasn't super obvious, okay it was obvious, you always shot down Satoru's playful confessions and light-hearted shenanigans. Basically rejecting him every time. Usually, Suguru would warn you in advance but you know it would happen with each interactions. While you firmly turned him down, you made him understand why it can't and WON'T happen. You still care for him, just never romantically, only platonically and motherly. You made it clear that his "love" for you was just a strong admiration and infatuation disguised as a crush.

Though he was heartbroken, at first. Satoru slowly understand what you mean and his crush slowly fades away as it's replaced with immense respect for you.

HOWEVER, it still linger and not widely known because Toji finally gets word of this through the grapevine. A.K.A, through his two children Megumi and Tsumiki. It happened one day when you brought the two to the school so you can keep a close eye on them since they didn't have school that day. Toji was out doing errands so the two kids are accompanying you. Megumi and Tsumiki were occupied with their books and toys while you taught and trained the students. Megumi and Tsumiki went to find you because they were hungry and you had their lunches. As they looked for you, they see you talking to Satoru. They meet him a couple of times but he's still a stranger to them compared to Shoko or Suguru. So when they see Gojo with you, all alone with no one around, they thought it was major sus.

As they snuck closer, they could hear bit and pieces of what Gojo is saying to you. Megumi lowkey thinks Gojo is super annoying and acts more of a child then he does. But what catches his ears first was something with along the lines of, "(L/N)-dono, please consider it-" "Satoru-kun, how many time will I need to say no to you? You know I can never feel for you that way. Plus it's bad for me to agree to it. You know that it's admiration and infatuation if anything. Not love."

See Megumi knows you only use love as in 'I love you" to him, his sister, and his dad. But to this dude? Nah, something fishy is going on and Megumi gotta tell his dad about it. Megumi comes running, yelling "Mommy!!!". You and Satoru turn to see your son running to you and colliding with your legs. You crouch down and pat your son's head and smile at your daughter following behind him. Megumi hands your hand tightly as you lead them away to have lunch with your kids. Satoru made a face at Megumi when he saw the kid glare at him.

Once you three made it home, you're in the bathroom changing into some home clothes. Meanwhile, Toji was cooking dinner while Megumi and Tsumiki were waiting for you at the dinner table. As Toji was asking them about their day with you, Megumi brought up Gojo's advances and confession towards you. When Megumi said this, the beef Toji was about to flip plopped right back onto the pan. He looks back at Megumi and asks if there's anything else that he can share. As Megumi shares what he has seen through his perspective, Toji asks Tsumiki to confirm is this is all true, to which she said yes, backing up Megumi's claims.

"Yeah, Papa. Satoru-kun is weird. Even though Mama keeps saying she's married to you, he still does it. Tsumiki saw it too."

"I see... Thank you, Megumi and Tsumiki for watching and taking care of Mama for me. I appreciate it a lot. Can you tell her that dinner is almost ready?"

The kids nodded and went to go get you. After dinner and putting the kids to bed, you were sipping your favorite drink as Toji is doing the dishes. You would have helped him but he said no. While you two were talking, he brings up Satoru and his school crush on you.

"Toji, beloved, you know that it's just a small crush. It's nothing more then puppy love for me. Nothing more and nothing less. And you know that you're the only man that I am willing to give my heart to."

"I know that, (Y/N). But what does this brat got on me to think he's a better match for you? Just because this kid is practically a god doesn't mean everyone will bow down to him. I'm definitely not one of them. And to know that said brat is flirting with you even though you're visibly married with kids, he needs to read the room. I will be going with you to school tomorrow. The kids go back to school the next day, and I already got this week's groceries and cleaned the house."

You would have protested if Toji didn't give you a searing kiss while caging you in his arms. Fuck he looked so hot. Curse him and his good looks *punching the air*.

"Fine, you can come. BUT, Toji you need to behavior yourself. You already knew the deal. You better not be doing any funny business."

"Yes, Ma'am. You're the boss, I promise you." Toji says as he gave you a kiss on the cheek before lightly patting your ass.

After dropping the kids off, Toji accompanies you to the school. Toji is just silent and sits in one of the chairs as you do your lessons. Toji is leaning on the chair with a smirk plastered on his face. Not a care in the world. After a few lessons, you were going to teach and train Gojo, Geto, and Shoko for the rest of the school day. As you went to their classroom, they greet you, especially Gojo. However, the mood changed when they saw Toji walk in behind you, wearing nothing but a black slim fit t-shirt and grey sweatpants. Toji gave a head nod to the teens while he just takes a seat in a chair to lean on it. The three were shock to see him.

Particularly because they did expect him to come with you to the school at all. Suguru had an idea but he hoped it wasn't going to be it. After teaching a lesson, you told the three to practice their curse techniques and let their curse energy loose. While doing so, you told them that you would have to speak to Yaga for a bit on something and would be back 15 minutes tops. You told Toji to behave, and he nodded and gave a thumbs up. As you leave the kids and your husband on the train grounds, that's when the storm started brewing. Toji walks up to Gojo and is 3 feet from him. He smirks while looking at him up and down, sizing him up. Shoko and Suguru are on the sidelines as Toji, a married adult male in his 30s, was beefing with a 16 year old high school student.

Suguru: "Satoru, I don't think this is a good idea-"

Satoru: "Hush now, Suguru. . . It's my time to shine. . . Watch the master at work."

Suguru proceeds to roll his eyes but becomes a little weary after his last encounter with Toji was. . . unideal. Given one of their teachers was shot in the throat by Toji saving Anamai, and himself getting injured. It wasn't something he wanted to constantly get reminded of. But ever since you liberated Toji from the higher ups and explained it to your students, Suguru has slowly been changing his views on Toji. It will take a while but it's getting there. Anyhow, Suguru told Shoko to book it once the two were going to throw down.

Satoru: "So, what brings you back here, Toji~? You just couldn't get me out of that little mind of yours~? You're mad I'm 1-0 with you?"

Toji: "Kid, I'm pretty sure that it's 1-1 since I won our first battle. Anyway, I heard through the grapevine that you gave (Y/N) a love confession. Don't you know it's bad to confess and hit on a married woman who has kids? Were you taught any manners? Then again, by the way you act, you probably have none."

Satoru: "You're just mad, Old Man. That I, Satoru Gojo, would treat (Y/N)-dono better and treat her worth. Face it, Old Man. I'm a better match for her than you'll ever be."

Toji: "Like she ever goes for someone half her age, Brat. Plus, you'll never look at you as a lover ever. You're more of a son to her and that's the closest you'll get."

Satoru: "Well, she doesn't need a bum like you around. Imagine fighting a bunch of teens and getting your ass beat by said teens. Skill issue if you ask me."

Toji: "Watch your tongue, Boy. Remember who made you struggle for the first time in your life and actually killed you. While, you know, fucking up your best friend, the second strongest sorcerer, with no curse energy? I got your ass with no gifts other than being a superhuman with weapons. You can never beat me, I'm just built different, Kid."

Satoru: "You wanna test that, Toji~? You got no curse weapons with you. I can pack you up like you're a school lunch."

Toji: "Kid, please. I don't need any weapons to beat you, let alone kill you. You see this? This is a rock, and I can use it to beat you. I also still have my hands too. And I am more then willing to give it to you, Gojo~kun."

Satoru: "You think I'm scared of someone like you? I've ascended, enlighten if you will. If you even know what that word is. Throughout Heaven and Earth, I alone am the honored one. Remember those words, Fushiguro-san? Remember them good because I will put you six feet underground."

Toji: "I see then, Kid. . . So you're playing God? I guess that makes me a God Slayer then. . . Prepare yourself, Kid. . ."

Satoru: "Alright, bet then, Bozo."

Thus, Gojo and Toji started to go at each other for round 3. Shoko was already gone and the two started fighting in the training grounds. Five minutes have already passed and they have made five decently sized craters. Just as both of them were about to throw a punch at each other, they suddenly felt a powerful presence which halted them. They turn to you walking towards them with a furious face unimaginable.

"GOJO SATORU AND TOJI (L/N) FUSHIGURO!!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?!?! I LEAVE FOR LESS THAN HALF AN HOUR AND I GET CALLED BACK BECAUSE OF THIS!?!?"

"(Y/N)-dono!!"

"(Y/N)!"

You moved like a blur and appeared next to them vice gripping their forearms tightly. You dragged them to the nearest empty classroom you can find or any room. You were just so livid that you didn't hear Gojo whining about your grip and asking to let you go like a child. As you let them go once you dragged them far enough, you smacked both of them hard on the head. Shoko and Gojo were watching this as Yaga appeared right next to them shortly. It was interesting seeing two of the most broken people in the world kneeling with their heads down in-front of a woman who doesn't have god-like abilities.

"GOJO, WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT USING BOTH OF YOUR ABILITIES DURING TRAINING SESSIONS!?!? YOU KNOW THE CALAMITY AND DAMAGE YOU COULD'VE CAUSED!?"

"BUT (Y/N)-dono! He-"

"NO BUTS, GOJO!! AND YOU, TOJI, I LITERALLY JUST SAID NO FUNNY BUSINESS AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO CREATE THE NEXT SECOND COMING OF CHRIST. I DON'T NEED ANOTHER RAPTURE HERE. I'M STILL DEALING WITH THE AFTERMATH FROM THE TWO OF YOU AS IT IS!!!"

"Okay, Hon. I take full responsibility for my actions today."

"YOU BETTER, TOJI!!! YOU'RE A FULL GROWN MARRIED MAN WITH TWO KIDS!!!"

"But (Y/N)-dono, I was not going to kill him last time-"

"NO ONES DYING HERE!!! NEITHER OF YOU WILL NOT DIE AS LONG AS I AM AROUND. I WON'T LET THE BOTH OF YOU KILL EACH OTHER OVER SOME PETTINESS AND A BOY CRUSH."

You start to calm down but you are still firm with them.

"I know this started because of Satoru's crush on me. . . Satoru, I will not love you romantically and date you. Please understand that. I care for you like family and that is said for the rest of you. Yes you, Suguru, Shoko, and Yaga. And Toji, I'm not leaving you for a child. I would be in jail and not working here. . . Geez, I saw this from a mile away but never expected this to happen. Now, you two better behave yourselves or else. You two don't have to say sorry or anything like of the sort. Just don't go tearing at each other's throats when I both am and am not around. Please, for me. . ."

The two looked at each other before saying a soft yeah. After that, Yaga told you to go home early and he would take it from there. You had to patch up Toji a bit but it wasn't anything of concern. From then on, Toji and Gojo just banter and bicker with each other. It's funny to watch except for Megumi since he's seeing his dad beefing with his unofficial adoptive older brother 24/7.

Satoru eventually grows out of his crush for (Y/N) but Suguru and Shoko never let him down. Hell, it's a running gag in the school about Gojo's old crush on you. Gojo always gets super embarrassed about it, especially when you join in but it's all fun and games with you all.

The only person who genuinely hates it is Megumi because the thought of Gojo having romantic feelings for you and trying to woo you made Megumi visibly ill and sick to his core. He would lowkey help his dad beat up Gojo if Gojo's crush on you became serious again.

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💙Author's Notes💙: 💙I am truly grateful to each and everyone of you in showing me that my writing is enjoyable to read!!! I appreciate you all from the bottom of my heart for making my comeback worthwhile! I hate to sound giga cringe but every single one of you that likes, reblogs, and comments on my writing post make me want to continue writing because I know that there are people out there that like what I make.💙 💙So once again, I am truly grateful and feel appreciative that everyone single one of you enjoy what I have been writing. I hope you all stay healthy, drink your water/favorite drink, treat yourself kindly, and take a break because you earned it!💙🥰 ❄️💙💙Happy Holidays to all of you, my GOATS!!!💙💙❄️

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adrianasunderworld · 11 months

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So you know how it's known across the fandom that Yuu's love for Grim (and favouritism) is stronger than any potential romantic love and one of my favourite tropes is having Grim getting in the way of the boys' courting because of Yuu's motherly instincts for the little baby.

Imagine that but Miss Yuu and the villainous sidekicks in the House of Mouse!AU because of course her Disney Princess-ness is so strong that she not only has her own animal sidekick but also the animal sidekicks of the villains. Like, the overblot gang try to visit her at her job in the club only to find her already occupied.

Riddle comes in to find her having a pleasant tea party with the King of Hearts and the White Rabbit and feels too shy to say anything

Leona is visibly ticked to find his pillow herbivore in a hyena cuddle pile, with Yuu giving them all head pats (especially when Shenzi, Banzai and Ed give him smug looks when Yuu's not watching)

Azul can do nothing but stare when he finds Yuu's attention is slowly focused on giving Flotsam and Jetsam head scritches as they purr all self-satisfied like the little sea cats they are

Jamil is completely irked to see Iago hogging all of Yuu's time by letting her pet his feathers as he brags about himself

Both Vil and Malleus have come on separate occasions to find either Queen Grimhilde's crow or Diablo preening at Yuu's attention

The one time Idia leaves his room and comes to the club with Ortho so that he can play a new mobile game with Yuu, only to find her sitting in the corner with Pain and Panic all snuggled up on either side of her (and Grim on her lap, of course), as the three of them watch Kimi No Na Wa on the imps' tablet.

I just find find it neat how the sidekicks (both heroic and villainous) have all basically claimed Yuu as theirs as well. I've always loved the whole found family aspect of when a character is dating or gets gets adopted by a powerful character, all of the underlings instantly welcome them, shower them with love and are probably even more protective of them than the other main character (it happens quite a lot in manga, manhwa and in a lot of fanfics I read)

This is adorable, but also the image of Pain and Panic basically being iPad babies makes so much sense.

Hades brought Cerberus once, and Miss Yuu giving him a treat was all it took for him to be a good puppy. There is always a bird, good or evil, perched on her shoulder. Lucifer likes to curl up at her feet when she sits down somewhere. Yuu is basically and unofficial Disney princess now, so that means all the animals love her. But Grim will always be her baby.

#twisted wonderland #miss yuu #twst yuu #house of mouse au

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the-kr8tor · 3 months

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Hi! Hope you enjoy your Thursday. Can I request Billie and Ramona going around school and their neighborhood telling the most outlandish stories ever…I used to do this when I was little and I got so many calls home about it 😂

Thanks!

Thank you for requesting! 😘🫶

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, bo specific physical description of the reader, cw food mentions, Dad! Hobie, Mom! Reader, Twin AU, Billie and Ramona AU. FLUFF

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“Well our dad is Spider-Man!” Billie's unmistakable voice rings out in the playground, making you and Hobie stop in your tracks.

He plays it cooler though, continuing to walk a split second later, leaving you flabbergasted on the spot. You mentally facepalm when Ramona copies her sister, boasting about the exact same thing.

Hobie seems nonchalant, knowing that the neighborhood children would think otherwise. He hopes at least.

You on the other hand is sweating bullets when the other parents are in earshot of the children's conversation.

Hobie hands the girls' ice cream cone, maybe that will get them to shut up about their dad's alter ego.

“Thanks, dad!” The twins say simultaneously. Eyes shining in the sun, dirt and blades of grass on their pants. You're glad you didn't dress them in white.

They devour the ice cream in all their messy five year old coordination. The sweet treat doesn't stop them though, they're still letting out their father's greatest secret to their playmates, proudly exclaiming it with their entire hearts.

You finally make it next to Hobie, wide eyes staring at your girls, hoping they get your signal. But of course, being five years old doesn't give them that kind of skill just yet.

Hobie wraps his arm around your shoulders, squeezing, wordlessly reassuring you.

One of the parents laugh loudly at the children's conversation, their tiny voices overlapping over the other like they're arguing in parliament.

“Your girls have a very active imagination, eh?” one of them says.

“We read to them a lot and they get glimpses of Spiderman in the news.” Hobie explains for you, just in case you falter with your words.

You take a note to thank him later when you get home.

“That so?” Another asks. “You do have the same style as Spider-Punk.”

“It's Spider-Man actually—” you pinch his side slyly. Hobie clears his throat. “I get that a lot. I just say that he stole my style.” You've never heard him fake a laugh before but now that you've heard it, it almost made you laugh for real with how obviously fake it was. If the situation was different then you wouldn't hold back.

You suddenly hear crying, your motherly instincts kicking in. Eyes zeroing in on a sobbing Billie, a scoop of ice cream lay at her feet. You put two and two together. Mona sees the tears in her sister's eyes, her lips wobble, a sign of an incoming tantrum. She drops her ice cream on the grass purposely, you mentally sigh.

“Talk later!” You wave towards the group of parents, relief filling your gut. You and Hobie think the breakdown was a blessing in disguise as you can finally put a stop to all the spilled secrets.

Hobie scoops Billie up in his arms, bouncing her, whispering soft words. You carry Mona, patting her back carefully, cooing and kissing her temple. They continue to sob, crying big tears, eyes turning red. Billie even kicks and screams while Mona wraps around you tightly, arms and legs constricting you like a boa.

You and Hobie definitely need to have a lengthy talk with the girls once you get home.

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roe-and-memory · 3 months

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its been enough time for me to stop gatekeeping and Immediately talk about how, in a human au, i choose to interpret the night in cars 1 where lightning and sally talk.

sally listens to mater and lightning talk, mater slowly driving down the main road and lightning trotting along beside, talking to him through the open window. the conversation goes how it does in the movie, nothing much changes there, but when they split lightning makes his way into the motel office to get his room key.

hes Dirty. hes got mud in his hair and sally just cringes because the rooms have white sheets and she does NOT want to scrub dirt off of them. she tells him that, he cant sleep in the room if hes gonna track dirt everywhere. he just kind of winces and apologizes. its not like he really has anything with him, and, on his crash into town, he cut his arm open pretty badly and has gauze wrapped around it. doc still isnt too fond of him, and he tells sally that he cant really shower because doc will Kill him if he ruins the bandages.

without hesitation and out of nowhere, sally is like well i can help you wash your hair in the sink right here! and she cant even process her offer until its already out of her mouth. he gets a kind of shocked look on his face and is like oh! okay. that’d be nice. and they both stand there awkwardly before one of them makes the first move (its sally; she quickly runs into the “back room aka her little apartment” to grab her shampoo)

lightning wanders around the counter, studies the stuff on her desk, and flinches when she reappears. he doesnt really know what do to so he just stands there and waits for instruction.

they get to talking, conversation Basically the same as it is in the movie, shes helping scrub the dirt out of his curly hair and its dawning on her that maybe hes not an awful person after all. maybe he Is a little misguided.

its a generally quiet scene, a majority of the light in the little office/lobby is from the streetlights outside, and its very comfortable. they get more comfortable as they chat, and its at this moment that she realizes maybe she even likes him.

the end of the conversation is the same, he thanks her for letting him stay and Also helping him feel a little cleaner considering he hasnt showered in what feels like years (its been like 3 days)

the next morning shes talking to flo and she thinks she can casually talk about how lightning is actually kind of nice and flos like ohhh honey ure so in love with him arent u. she immediately gets flustered and tries to deny it and all flo can do is give her the knowing motherly look of “u love him dont bullshit me!!!”

her and sallys conversation, though, kind of opens flos mind up to the idea of hearing lightning out — maybe he ISNT that bad.

anyways silly domestic salqueen Gets me . i think stuff like this becomes a little tradition between the two like just quiet comfortable chats over random little things. do you get me.

#cars 2006 #cars fandom #lightning mcqueen #pixar cars #cars headcanons #memory’s headcanons #sally carrera #salqueen #this has been a hc ive had FOREVER #like its just a development scene #they get to talk for the first time really and its like the starting point to the idea of their relationship #like its just Fluff and its sweet #i adore them

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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 6 months

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Hi! I found your house of mouse au pretty recently and I am LIVING FOR IT. And I wanted to ask... How do you think Miss Yuu's interactions with Peter Pan's characters would be like. I'm dieing for seeing how she would get along with Peter, Wendy, Jane, the lost boys Captain Hook and the pirates

Alright so my Yuu is actually kind of a mix of Wendy Darling (sweet, motherly, mature yet innocent, protective, a pacifist that will get angry/annoyed when the situation calls for it, loves children, very imaginative with a love for stories, etc) and Snow White (a forest nymph that has animals flocking to her, angelic singing voice, enjoys baking and acts of service, loves to tease and will put her foot down if things aren't right/up to standard, forgiving, feminine, sees the good in everyone but understands danger, etc)

So I see Wendy and Alice as like the quote-unquote 'leaders' of the younger Disney girls and those two definitely look up to Miss Yuu as an older sister. Since Wendy's mature for her age, she kind of sees Yuu as a sort of mentor(?) and has a lot of respect for her. The two of them especially love to tell stories to each other since they love fiction and magic and all that. She's not exactly part of the shipping war since she's so young and her idea of love is 'girl likes boy so girl kisses boy' but she is a huge romantic and does sigh happily whenever she sees Malleus act all prince-like with Yuu.

John and Michael (and the lost boys), like Wendy, look up to her as a big sister. she does entertain their adventurous spirit when she's with them and she cares for them deeply. The Darling brothers and their friends usually hang around with the other little boys though so she doesn't get much time with them - but they are 100% down to stand up for her if they see her in trouble.

I've answered an ask about Tink and Yuu's relationship before but to add on I think she was insanely jealous of the attention Yuu got from everyone else at first and then was hit by the Yuu charm after one (1) conversation with her where Yuu just gushed about her and praised her so know they're bffs.

Mr Smee dotes on her. Like Kronk and LeFou, he's a henchman that's not evil, he just cares for the villain. The pirates have accepted her as one of their own and since she loves hearing about their stories Hook and his men just love to hype themselves up. I don't really know what else to write.

Okay Peter, I think would first not like her because, well, girl. He does try to pull that whole 'girls talk too much', 'well, get on with it girl', 'wendy's enough' thing that he did with Wendy but Yuu was very quick to put a stop to it. He doesn't have any real strong feelings about her but he lives for chaos and chaos always follows her so he'll help her if it means causing annoyance to the villains/nrc boys.

Thanks for the ask ☺️

#asks #twst #twst yuu #fem yuu #twisted wonderland #house of mouse au

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protective-mama-bear · 2 months

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: ̗̀The Smiling Psychopaths ༉‧₊

I have finally did it, i have draw all of the Smiling Psychopaths :'D very proud of myself! Also redesign the psychopaths logo, anyway, enjoy!

What is Smiling Psychopaths? It is a Smiling Critters AU that was created by @smiling-psychopaths but this AU is different, each Smiling Critters are living in different AU but their AUs are where this critter are evil and dark, think of this as Bad Sanses Au, if you know what i mean.

Warning: Blood and eye-contact

Twisted!Bubba Bubbaphant

Meet the leader of the Smiling Psychopaths, Twisted!Bubba Bubbaphant or what the others call him, Twisted! The intelligent but sadistic elephant critter in the group, torturing his own friends for his own satisfaction and the one who bring the evil version of his friends to join his evil group. He's also a scientist in the crew.

Mob!CatNap

Who would have thought that the once used to be our lovable and sleepy cat would be joining a mafia? Meet, Mob!CatNap or what the others call him, Mob! The boss of his own mafia and have done many illegal stuff but with all those crimes, he still being fashionable and polite! He have joined Twisted evil group and become a loyal member. He's the one who does the patrol or guarding the mansion.

Lovesick!Bobby BearHug

(Ignore the white lines–)

A sweet and motherly bear that looks like she won't hurt a fly, but don't be fool by her motherly aura because this bear have locked her own dear friends inside her house, punishing them if they dare disobey her rules! Introducing, Lovesick!Bobby BearHug or what the others call her, Lovesick! The loyal and the protective bear in the Psychopaths, she won't hesitated to kill you, quick or slow, if you dare harm her 'precious friends'. She's the therapist and the 'parent' figure in the crew, also a protector.

Slasher!DogDay

The once caring and the leader of the Smiling Critters have turned into a serial killer! Or what it call, Slasher! He have lost the caring and leadership inside him, only caring to satisfied his thirst for blood. Introducing, Slasher!DogDay or what the others call him, Slasher! The last member that join the Psychopaths. He owned many kind of blades or weapons to tortured his victim but his favorite one is a Bowie knife! Also a masochist. He also an expert on creating traps, like Lovesick.

Emotionless!CraftyCorn

No one know what exactly happened to her or why her emotions have vanished, walking like an empty shell with the lack of emotions. Truly a mystery but an intriguing one aswell! Meet Emotionless!CraftyCorn or what the others call her, Emotionless! A very mystery member, rarely appear whenever there's a meeting or any events, prefer to hidden in the shadow and it's no surprised she used her 'hiding in the dark' to her advantage to attack tresspassers. She still love to draw but for some reason, her paint seem to be from her victims blood... very interesting indeed.

Violent!KickinChicken

A friend that used to be so cool and out-going have become a ruthless and a very violent person, thanks to that shot in the head, really make him very easily to anger! Introducing, Violent!KickinChicken or what the others call him, Violent! A very loyal member in the Psychopaths but can be quite blunt without even thinking, causing some members to dislike him but this chicken doesn't really care. The leader of The Brutal Trio.

Poison!Hoppy Hopscotch

She's still an energetic and lively green rabbit but wait! Her energy have turn ten time higher and not only that, after being pushed into a dangerous chemicals, she have an electricity power and inside her body is fill with green poison that could kill you slow and very painful way and did i mention that her favorite weapon is her hammer? She calls it her 'Lucky Charm'. Meet Poison!Hoppy Hopscotch or what the others call her, Poison! A very energetic, fast-speaking and lastly an annoying member in the crew, she never stop moving, always causing troubles or chaos in her way. Her playing is very rough, no one can ever keep up except for her Psychopaths friends! A part of The Brutal Trio.

Corrupted!PickyPiggy

The first critter that Twisted ask to join his evil team. The once sweet and 'love to eat' friend have turn into something that is corrupted! She still love to eat but the food that she eat is meat, it can be any kind of meat especially if the meat is still bloody and fresh! Mhm, yum! Anyway, Introducing Corrupted!PickyPiggy or what the others call her, CP or Corrupted but mostly CP. A neutral chaotic member but very loyal to the crew, she does her job very well but would leave a mess when she finish with her mission, she's also the cook in the Psychopaths Mansion and a part of The Brutal Trio.

Ooh boy, that was a lot but i enjoy drawing and making headcanons of these evil silly! Anyway, i hope you guys enjoy this AU that was created a friend of mine! Now, goodbye *jumps out of the window*

Smiling Psychopaths AU idea by @smiling-psychopaths

Twisted!Bubba Bubbaphant, Violent!KickinChicken, Mob!CatNap and Slasher!DogDay by @smiling-psychopaths

Lovesick!Bobby BearHug by me :D

Emotionless!CraftyCorn by @emotionless-craftycorn

Poison!Hoppy Hopscotch by @jumptothemoon

Corrupted!PickyPiggy by @picky-and-corrupted-picky

#smiling critters au #smiling critters #smiling psychopaths #poppy playtime #my art #bubba bubbaphant #catnap #bobby bearhug #dogday #craftycorn #kickinchicken #hoppy hopscotch #picky piggy

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eds6ngel · 9 months

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second idea: would just love something with a convo about alena calling reader her step-mom or mom, instead of ms. or maybe something with alena calling reader mom for the first time! just cute and fluffy💖

of course honey!! this one is short and sweet, but touching nonetheless ♡

warnings: dad!steve. mom!reader. fem!reader. 90s!au. swearing. food mentions. fluff. comfort. slight mentions of alena's trauma due to motherly neglect. lots of happy tears from alena and reader. this is just extremely cute and endearing really!! [1.3k].

full 'when i kissed the teacher' masterlist.

With Steve having to take on a weekend shift at Target, you tackled the weekly Sunday grocery store trip with Alena. Before leaving that morning, Steve gave you an overflowing list of groceries, more than he definitely needed.

“Why does your dad put so much on the list, baby? Like, watermelon. When has your dad ever eaten watermelon?” You were holding onto Alena’s small, soft hand, guiding her with you as you pushed the shopping cart with your left, slowly filling it up with each aisle you pass.

“I like watermelon!” she beams with a smile, you laughing as you reply, “But, not a whole watermelon! If you ate an entire watermelon, your belly would be this big.” You demonstrated by holding your hand out far away from her stomach, her gasping and going, “I would not be that big!”

Tsking with a squint of your eyes, you reply, “Oh, but I think you would, sweetpea! You would have a massive watermelon belly! Big ‘ol belly.”

The conversation with the eight-year-old slowly drifted away as you arrived at the cake aisle. She lets go of your hand, running over and jumping up and down, pointing up and shouting, “Look! A Smurfs cake! A Smurfs cake!”

You look down at her and raise your eyebrows, smirking, “So, instead of a watermelon belly, you want a cake belly?”

“Cake belly sounds better! Can I have the Smurfs cake mubba?”

You delicately lift the box, Papa Smurf stood proudly next to his daughter Smurfette, two huts perched in the background, other Smurfs going about their daily activities presented in different-coloured icings. Turning the box over, it read: ‘A jam and cream sponge, completed with edible icing for decoration.’

“I think…” you stroke your chin, “If we buy this cake, you have to be a good girl to your dad for the rest of the week, okay?”

“And to you! I’ll be a good girl for you too!”

You chuckle, ruffling her hair, “And for me, obviously,” playfully rolling your eyes and placing the cake into the cart, “Smurfs cake it is!”

“Yes!” Alena cheeses, gripping her fist tight and pulling them towards her chest in celebration.

The two of you continue walking down the aisles, having to make a pit-stop for longer than expected at the bread section. Steve had written down ‘loaf of bread’ on the list, but the endless piles of different brands, sizes and types left you in slight confusion. You had recognised that the Harringtons liked their white bread, an easy ignorance to the brown loaves. However, the size of the loaf was something you were unsure on. Since there were only two of them, perhaps three if you stayed overnight and needed a slice of toast for breakfast, you agreed with yourself on the smaller loaf. It was no worry if he indeed did usually buy the bigger loaf, you could always make a stop on your way home from work and pass it over to them.

“All right, Pepperidge Farm’s Hearty White Bread is what we’re going for! Does that sound all right with you Ale—” But, as you look down, the little girl is nowhere to be found. You peer down the aisle, a flowery, yellow dress and brunette pigtails out of sight. Your internal panic begins to rise, deciding to quick power back to the aisle you just visited, wondering if she waltzed back to the chocolate section.

But, you don’t see her. “Shit,” you mumble to yourself, deciding your next safest bet was two aisles down, the one after the bread aisle. “Steve’s gonna fucking kill me,” you curse lowly, scared to death that you had lost his daughter. However, before you can make a turn to the right, the end of your cart collides directly into an older woman, her wearing a simple, long black dress, glasses neatly sat on the bridge of her nose.

“I am so sorry—” you begin to profusely apologise, however, the sight of Alena held tightly on her hip makes you let out a lengthy sigh. Thank God she was safe.

But, the word that comes out of her mouth shocks you to your core. “Mommy!”

Mommy. She called you mommy.

“Don’t apologise my dear, it’s okay!” the old woman calms your presence, “I’m assuming this one is yours. Poor baby was scared to death. Said she went around the corner and when she came back, you were gone.”

It’s then that you notice the tears rolling down her face, lips quivering and her holding her arms out, as if she wanted you to grab her. And that was the moment you knew: you were her mom.

The old woman lifts Alena up, you gripping her to your side as you cradle her head, her tears falling onto your bare shoulder. “It’s okay. Mommy’s got you. Mommy’s got you, baby.”

As you look up, the woman is smiling at the pair of you as she says, “Don’t beat yourself up over it. It was a simple mistake, you seem like a wonderful mother.”

You nod, mouthing a small “Thank you” as she bids farewell, attending back to her own grocery shopping around the corner. You cup the back of Alena’s head, stroking her hair as she stares at you with her beautiful, hazel orbs, just like her dad’s. God, they looked so much alike.

“Mommy,” she whispers out, almost as if she said nothing. You smile, letting a few tears fall yourself as you murmur back at the same volume, “Yeah, I’m your mommy, baby.”

And that’s when the waterworks burst for her. Even though she has no recollection or memories of her biological mom, you could tell it still had some heartbreaking effect on her subconsciously. It was a trauma she had no idea existed. You were the first ever figure in her life that resembled a mother, that cared for her like a mother, that supported her like a mother. So, that’s what you were. No, step-mom, no adoptive mom, just mom.

And even though she was eight years old, you cradled her in your arms as if you were caring for a newborn whose emotions were simply too big for their small body. You press a tender kiss to the side of her head, wiping the tears away from her face, making sure the salty liquid doesn’t fall into her mouth, infecting her taste buds.

She whimpers out, “I-I love you, mommy.”

You didn’t realise until that moment what an emotional impact those four words would hold on you. You’ve always wanted to be a mom, ever since you were a little girl. You think that maternal instinct you seemed to have inherited lead you to wanting to become a teacher in the first place. Something about raising kids to become healthy, human adults made you feel warm inside. But, no teaching position could ever come close to feeling the real thing.

“I love you too, baby girl,” you smile back, the pair of you wetly giggling, Alena using her small thumbs to wipe the tears that escaped from your eyes, collecting in a tiny puddle in the middle of your cheeks. “Want to stay on my hip?”

She nods in reply, “Yes, mommy.” God, you were gonna have to get used to that.

“Okay,” you quietly reply, the two of you continuing down the halls of the grocery store, filling the cart with the remaining items that Steve wished you collected for him.

But, what really was the absolute, top-notch tear-jerker was later that night when Steve returned home from his shift, Alena shouted to you from the living room, “Mommy! Daddy’s home!”

And to see the look on Steve’s face, the one that was of pure shock, made the tears fall all over again. You weren’t just looking after Steve’s daughter anymore, you were her mom, and that was the greatest gift you could’ve ever been given.

i hope you enjoyed!! feel free to keep sending in asks for this series!! also, any general cute comments from my pretty af followers and readers is appreciated too!! ♡

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blacknbluejustice · 5 months

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Oh no, Steven wanted a Superhug... And uh.. yeah those powers are kicking in with puberty!

#steven universe #Au #Motherly White AU #steven universe au #White Diamond #Steven hug #SUPER HUG #Flying #Too strong #BOY WENT NNNYYYYOOOM #SUNewYear

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holdmytesseract · 5 months

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What is to come...

The majority of y'all voted for the lil' sneak peeks... So, here they are! :)

The Baby Fever AU

A Covenant For Eternity (a.k.a Y/N's and Loki's wedding. I haven't wrote this yet, but I am going to. It's coming - I promise.)

Hunter & Prey - this is pure thirst and suggestive/light smut

You were already prepared to hit the harsh ground, when you felt suddenly two strong hands on your hips; keeping you from falling and pinning you against the white wall. You gasped at his touch; only noticed now how close Loki really was.

"I got you, love." He breathed into your ear and helping you to stand properly again. Once the god made sure that both your feet were touching the ground, one of his hand engulfed both your hands. You met his eyes - and for one tiny, foolish moment, you thought that he'd finally show mercy on you, but then he roughly pinned your hands against the wall above your head with his forearm, giving him the chance to lean in even closer.

Mother Knows Best - a fluffy Loki & Frigga story; kinda based on the song 'Growing Up' by Macklemore & Ed Sheeran

"I-I'm so incredibly happy." Frigga smiled. "And it shows, son. You have all the right to be happy. You deserve it and yet... I feel something overshadowing your happiness. What is it?"

The god's eyes widened at his mother's words. How in all the nine realms was she able to- "Motherly instinct, sweetheart. You'll know what I'm talking about as soon as you hold your very own child in your arms. Tell me." "M-Mother, I-" "Nuh.Uh," she interrupted him immediately again. "Loki, when are you finally going to understand that lying to me will never work? You may be able to trick all the others around you... But not me."

Call Your Name - probably the most angsty fic I ever wrote... It's not always sunshine and rainbows.. Not even in the Baby Fever universe...

Shaky hands reached for your mobile. It was almost midnight. You had danced around this for minutes now; not conjuring enough bravery to call him. By now you've tried about a million times - failing.

So, once more you took a deep breath, squeezed your red and teary eyes shut and swallowed the lump in your throat. Your finger hovered above the green button beside your husband's contact.

The Ice Flower AU

Soothing Your Aches- a fluffy pregnancy oneshot; based on the idea by @eleniblue ! Oh, and Loki is very protective.

Loki took a deep breath; trying to control his temper. "You had one job, Ivan! Keeping an eye on the queen and her safe whenever I'm away is the only task you've been burdened with - and you fail." The king shook his head, while Ivan obediently lowered his head. "I apologise, my king, I-" The young Jotun tried to explain, but got immediately interrupted. "She is pregnant, for the Norns sake! This isn't just about my wife anymore!"

Chapter Four of 'Through The Years' - The Crown Prince (quite a bit an angsty chapter with some drama, but also fluff)

Váli frowned at his father, while Áki already had a guess. "What is this all about, dad?" Loki sighed. "The throne. My successor." Váli was definitely more surprised than his brother. "T-The throne? You are telling us who the crown prince is going to be?" "Exactly, my son." Áki just nodded. "We're ready for it. I am ready for it." Loki smiled at his sons. "I know you both are. I just don't know if I am ready. Well, I guess I'll never be - but that doesn't matter." The king swallowed hard. "But before I am going to tell you this, I want you both to know that it wasn't an easy decision for me. I thought long about this. Mostly even at night. I want you to know, that I made this decision as a king - not as a father. I never would. My love for you is equally strong. It always was and it always will be. I love you more than life itself, my sons." Áki smiled, just like his brother. "We love you, too." Váli agreed. "We do - and we know that you'd never favour one of us above the other as a father, but have to as a king."

model!Tom Hiddleston

A Hypnotising Spell - a quite... sexy oneshot/songfic; based on 'It's A Man's, Man's, Man's World' by James Brown

Finally, after a few seconds, the darkness on the screen vanished; turned into an old street in Detroit. Old buildings, old street signs, old traffic lights and old cars. The camera drifted over the grey asphalt, until it met a pair of brown, almost cowboy-like boots. Tom.

Yeps... That's what I got up my sleeve so far - beside the written requests! :)

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Feel free to let me know what y'all think! :D

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amaryllidae · 11 months

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Can you info dump whatever about your new light au? :3

ok! this au uses my su redesign aspects, such as white physically creating the other diamonds + them having parts of her body (yellow and blue having two of her arms, and pink having her lower legs.) white made them because she was lonely and wanted to have gems more like her, and lovingly gave parts of herself to create the other diamonds in this sort of motherly sacrifice. pink was "conceived" at the same time as blue and yellow but incubated far too long and came out teeny-tiny. white still has hints of color because she did not drain herself as wholly.

this homeworld has a much smaller empire. they inhabit planets with no life and utilize a method of gem creation on lifebearing planets that brings much less stress to the planet- small, specialized kindergartens in less habitable portions of the world. Blue's job as a diplomat is much more important, as she works out deals with the inhabitants of the planet in exchange for them to use their planet's resources. she also sings for her court, and along with pink helps to keep the gems of homeworld happy. Yellow has a greater focus on construction of buildings on new colonies, and is a fantastic building planner, but still is the leader of the gem military. she prefers using brute force on lesser lifeforms as a last resort. when the military has to be used, she dutifully cleans up the aftermath, spending days carefully repairing shattered gems. White oversees all gem creation, and works as the head of the expansion of gem technology. by extension, she is in charge of every lifebearing planet's kindergarten. she has hundreds of labratories that she loves to visit and spends the most time on homeworld, besides pink. she takes it upon herself to keep her fellow diamonds happy and adores them. Pink's primary duty is to keep the gems of the empire in good spirits with her parties. she's a fantastic decorator as well, and there isn't a single colony that hasn't been touched by her creative eye. homeworld sports grand gardens made up of plants that pink has been able to hybridize with her own essence to make them hardy.

oh, and another thing, on homeworld cross-gem fusions and defects are allowed to exist, as long as they continue to serve the empire.

the personality changes in this au... hmm.. well, obviously pink gets to be her happy, fun-loving self. she's a bit spoiled and lacks some empathy, but she's very childlike and does not have outbursts because she feels loved, respected and heard. blue diamond and white diamond are both very motherly and adoring. blue is soft-spoken and very concerned about the well-being of her court, often asking how they are- i like to imagine her lifting up a gem on a cloud and booping them gently. she also travels on her clouds! white herself does struggle a bit with over-infantalizing her gems, including the diamonds. she just sees everyone as so small and sweet, even blue and yellow. she loves to pinch their cheeks and squish their faces. she also has this sort of "oh, mother can do that for you!" energy. also, dramatically goes everywhere with her arms out so her cape floats everywhere. yellow is jovial and loud, much like pink. she loves a good joke, and she's easily entertained. she has this habit of picking up the gems she speaks to to lift them to eye level, and despite her huge size she has a very delicate and precise hand. she also tends to get a little pouty when she's disappointed.

#su #light au #asks #pink diamond #yellow diamond #blue diamond #white diamond

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vase-of-lilies · 11 months

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My World, Your World

❀ Mommies!WandaNat x Little!Shapeshifting!reader (f)

❀ MD/LG dynamics, fluff, shapeshifting reader, pet names (sweetie, little bunny, firecracker), SFW age regression.

❀ Request: Oh crap there are fanfics of us (Natasha and Wanda react to fics about them) Dragon AU (Reader is a little who can shapeshift into a Dragon)fem reader is a little who shifts into a dragon and her mommies find this adorable.

❀A/N: I got this request from someone who found me on AO3! @SashaWalker2, thank you for your request and I hope that I fulfilled it to your liking! I have never done anything with shapeshifting before, so this will be a fun and new adventure for me:D I have been doing research (watching how to train your dragon) so I really hope this turns out! :D

The world you live in is a little… crazy. Earth 0092 is what it is called by the Avengers. The Avengers are from a different type of earth, but they are currently being hunted on that earth, so they came to this one. The one where you call home. They made themselves a part of your world when they arrived through a portal at the top of a skyscraper in the city. At first, it was cool since you had seen something like it before, but once you saw a man made of Iron, a godly looking one with a hammer, and one with a metal arm, you were officially scared.

Meeting two of them made it better. The two women you met were named Natasha and Wanda. Natasha had short, white-dyed hair, and Wanda had beautiful long natural red hair. They were both equally beautiful and equally different from each other. Both had different attributes, such as Natasha. She had more of a protective personality while Wanda had a motherly instinct as well as a loving personality.

You had met them while you were working the register at a record store. It was Wanda that you had noticed first. However, it was Natasha that noticed you first. You stood out like a sore thumb in the dark lighting of the store. A pink striped shirt with a blue cardigan over the top, blue jeans with a couple tears in them, along with a pair of messy paint-covered Converse. [Or any type of stick-out-like-a-sore-thumb outfit:)]

Nat smiled at you, and you returned that smile with a question. “How can I help you ladies today?” You ask, and Wanda turns to you once she hears your voice. The two women look at each other and shrug.

“We wanted to see what music you had here. We are new in town and would love to compare.” Wanda said, smiling at you from the first aisle of records for sale. You hum at the odd statement, the music you have here being the only music in the whole world. There are four artists that make music that you know of, and everywhere else streams the same music. They must be really new if they didn’t know about the four artists…

You nod softly, not sure what they were to expect, but you let them explore your shop without bothering them. You couldn’t help but hear them talk to each other about what they found; “Wait, these are the same people who wrote this. Are there only a few people who made it to this shop?” The white-haired woman asks, confusion lacing her voice.

You connected the dots from the day the portal showed up.

“You must be a part of the Avengers team that showed up the other day!” You exclaim, walking over to them. They nod in response and watch you as you grab four of your favorite records. “These guys are super cool, they formed about 293 years ago and have been keeping up with the times. They are robots, in case you didn’t know. And this lady, she is super cool. She has written too many songs to count. But she sounds like a siren. Maybe she is one but cut out her powers when she sings. Im not sure. Anyway! I hope you can find what you are looking for.”

Wanda and Natasha watch you with a smile as you explain how the shops and music work in this world. They take the recommendations with open minds and decide that they would come back another time with more questions. And they did come back! They came every day that week to get to know you and the shop.

It was after the full 7 days of visiting you that they finally decided to ask you out on a date with them. You said yes, and they were slightly surprised when you were so direct with them. On Earth 0092, there was no such thing as homophobia, everyone was equally ok with one another and left people alone. It was definitely a world that Wanda and Nat could get used to as they were ridiculed on the earth they were living on.

The first date you all went on was one of the best experiences! You had never been very active in the dating scene, but you knew once you found the right person (or people) you would know that you were in good hands. As you got to know Wanda and Natasha, you found out things about their earth that you never could have imagined.

“Man, humans are assholes.” You conclude, hearing the way they explain the fact that politicians are the ones who target them, and are the most evil in their world. It surprises you most to find out that a lot of what is a reality in your world, is complete fiction in their world. One thing in specific: Dragons.

When they came to Earth 0092, they notices immediately that there were dragons in this world. But they also saw humans, so they suspected that the majority of the population was just ok with having dragons from the mountains wander around. They of course didn’t know that those were actual people that lay underneath the vicious yet gentle dragons they see in the sky above all of the buildings.

It was a dragon's world, with humans adapting and growing up with them. Some include shapeshifters who care for the pureblood dragons. You yourself were a dragon, but at your age in human years, you are [enter your above 18 age here]. Which means you are only a baby dragon at this point. You have not yet transformed yet, and you don’t know when it's going to happen. Some humans have transformed at the age of 14 or 15, but you were a late “bloomer.” Well, that's what your mother called you.

You chuckled along with Wanda and Natasha as they expressed their fears of fire-breathing dragons, and dragons that they thought would hurt them. But you were able to soothe them easily, “I promise you, they are harmless unless you provoke them. They used to be our enemies, but someone decided to ride one and tame it. They are almost like puppies in that aspect. They just want to be loved, and cared for.”

They listened to you, and you were so grateful for that. You really liked the way you felt when they were kind to you, and understanding the reality of your world. They told you stories of their world, where dragons were seen as enemies through movies, and how they were “slain” when a princess needed to be saved. They even told you about an interesting story from a movie called “Shrek” where a donkey and a dragon had children. (?) It confused you a little bit, but you listened with an open mind.

“So, what do you like to do for fun?” Wanda asked you, and you really had to think about it without exposing yourself. Your… littler self.

“Well, I really like to color, ADULT coloring books! I like coloring in adult coloring books, with colored pencils and paint and stuff. I also like listening to that robot band I told you about. But other than that, I really like to travel. Just around.” You said, almost exposing a rather embarrassing side of you in your opinion. What you would find out, is that it is perfectly natural and the two women would be supportive of you.

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It had been a few months now since the Avengers had shown up to your world, and the two women you had gone on a few dates with had convinced you to move in with them. They had found a comfy apartment, slightly bigger than your former one, and had helped you adapt to a lifestyle of living with people that love and care for you.

As Wanda sits on the couch and scrolls through this world's social media, you and Natasha are baking cookies in the kitchen. You two are laughing and taking in each other's company but as you look through the island window to the living room, you see Wanda staring at her phone in shock. You tilt your head and you ask her, “Is everything ok, Wan?”

To your surprise, she responds with a small chuckle. “People are writing stories about us…” She says, piquing your interest as turns her phone towards you and Natasha. You approach her and you let out a small laugh as you look at the screen flooded with pictures and stories about Wanda and Natasha. You sigh in relief as you don’t see anything about you, but you can’t help but get a little jealous, seeing all of these men and women talking and fantasizing about your girlfriends.

“Wait, are these fan fictions of us?” Nat asks, genuinely surprised.

You let out a huff, and sit back against the cushions. You hear a small chuckle and you see Natasha giving you a side eye asking, “Aw, is our little baby jealous?”

You shake your head defiantly and look at the pictures slide-showing on the large screen TV in front of you. Wanda and Nat give each other a sly look, and Wanda puts her phone down, giving her full attention to you. “Hey, sweetie, look we won’t read that stuff. I would rather spend my time with you and Natty. I wouldn’t want our little one to feel betrayed, right mama?” Wanda looks up at Nat smiling as you begin to fall into the space that they so willingly took in.

You were certainly surprised at first when they accepted you but were eternally grateful that they loved you the same. Once you told them that you were got little, they understood knowing that it was a thing back on their Earth, but still wanted to explore more with you.

As you fall deeper into your little space, you lay your head on your Mommy Wandas' chest, sighing and letting out a small whine. “Don wan to see ovver (other) peepo (people) tawking (talking) ’bout yous and mama.” Tears threaten to spill out of your eyes, the quivering of your lip making your mommies coo at you.

“Oh my sweet little bunny, it's ok, we promise to not read that stuff, ok? We pinky promise!” Nat holds out her pinky in front of you as she kneels down, and you link your pinky through hers.

“Onwy (only) if yous pwomise (promise).” You reply, sighing, your eyes watching a piece of dust fly towards you. In the same moment of not really thinking, you sniffle and that little fleck of dust lands right inside of your nose. Letting out a whimper, you feel the sudden need to sneeze.

Sucking in a deep breath, your nose tickles in just the right place and you let out a loud sneeze. In an unexpected instance the room filled with a soft pink puff of smoke. Wanda and Natasha looked at each other, confused beyond their mind.

“Oh, my god…” Wanda whispers, looking at the little pink dragon curled up and asleep in her lap.

“Why didn’t she tell us she was a dragon too?” Nat whispers, running her finger softly over the small spikes that line your back. “She’s just a baby one too…” You react to your spikes being touched by squirming a little bit. You let out a sigh and a little puff of smoke comes from your mouth, indicating that you were a fire-breathing dragon.

Wanda tilts her head at your sleeping form, “She seems harmless, she has to be, right?” She says, praying to her god that she is safe, even in the loving presence of you. Well, dragon-you.

Your breaths are soft and you look peaceful in your moment of sleep, the two women looking down at you with love, adoration, and care in their eyes. As you squirm a little, Wanda gently picks you up, fitting you perfectly in her cupped hands, up and lays you on the small pillow decorating the couch. “There you go, little one, all comfy and cozy.” Wanda smiles, gently running a finger over your pink, scaly snout.

With a small ‘boop’ to your nose, your two mommies chuckle at the way your dark magenta nose scrunches in response. Wanda takes note and keeps that maneuver for future use. Wanda and Natasha sit on the couch together, holding each other and keeping an eye on you until you woke up. Just a few minutes later, your little legs stretch in front of you and the cutest yawn ever seen escaped your mouth.

“Oh my god, that- that was absolutely adorable!” Wanda says quietly, not wanting to frighten you in your sleepy state. She ogled at your pink scales that shimmered in the light from the sun. She wondered ‘Does she play like a dog?’ She thought she could buy you toys and made sure to add a couple to her grocery list the next time she went.

As you were waking up, you let out a small growl and your eyes flutter open. Once you see where you are and who is around you, you sit up and stretch almost like a dog. Your tail stretches out and wags a little bit as you sit down on the pillow, looking up at Wanda and Natasha with innocent, puppy eyes.

They are a little cautious at first, knowing that some dragons can be dangerous. “Hi, little one, can you understand me?” Wanda says, leaning on her hands on her knees as she looks you over. A little tilt of your head and a small nod make it known to the two women to that you can understand them.

You do a little spin, and you hold up your small yet big claws, indicating that you want to hold onto one of their hands. Natasha takes your talon (dragon paw) and smiles as you flex it just like you were holding it as a human. As you take your talon away from her hand you jump off of the couch, letting out a small ‘hmph’ as you lose your balance and topple over on the soft rug below you. With a little shake of your head, you stand up and walk around the legs of Wanda.

They both chuckle and Wanda picks you up. “I didn’t know our little one was the cutest little dragon ever!” She coos at you and you visibly smile up at her. Your eyes sparkle in the sun and you nuzzle your snout against her chest, your tongue licking small strips on her neck.

Natasha steps behind her wife, looking down at you with a bright smile, petting your head with a gentle hand. “Our little firecracker.” She says in a small voice.

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After a few weeks of changing in and out of your dragon form, your two mommies have sometimes come home to a pillow or two torn up and fluff all over the place. Or you passed out on the little dragon bed they bought for you. As you grew, so did the bed, but since you were still just a baby dragon, you did not grow so big. But it was always a joy for your mommies to come home to see you.

Even on days when you weren’t feeling yourself, they loved you to the fullest in both human and dragon form. They would know exactly how you feel the moment they see you laying down on the couch, where you really aren’t supposed to be when you are a dragon, but they can sense something is wrong.

They care for you so, so much, and love you even more. Nothing would change that fact. No outburst, tiny fire your breath causes, especially being a dragon. Absolutely nothing. And you love them for that. You constantly thank them and never disappoint them in the slightest. The most you do is set a pillow on fire, but that's an easy fix thanks to Wandas' powers.

They will never stop loving you, no matter what happens.

#wandanat x little reader #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #natasha romanoff #wanda maximoff #wandanat x reader #wanda x female reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda marvel #wanda x you #wandanat #wandanat x female reader #natasha x reader

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yanderehsr · 6 months

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Hii! How r u? How was ur dai? About the oc thing...Could I prety please with cherry on top get a platonic platonic Furina, Ei, Nahidaand Venti with a reader that is like a elf? Idk, how to explain it, so I am gonna add a picture to how I wiev it:

Her name is Eclipsa and has white hair and pointy ears(ofc since she is an elf). And I dont mean like Santa's elfs, I mean the ones from greek and romanian mytology.

About the bakstory: Lets just say that she is the daughter of The Heavenly Principels(lets just call her THP bc I am lazy) (ik it sounds cringe but hear me out😭) and since THP was not all the lovey dovey tipe and probably VERY bad with children (maybe even hate them idk, I really cant see her motherly) she just decided to throe her to Tyvat into the care of the archons untill she was old enough (16 years old) to come to Celestia (bacically be mature since she doesnt want a cryng baby around). Eclipsa is growing, just like Klee slower (there is a theorh that says that Klee is 80 but is also 8 bc she is growing 10 times slower than normal) and everu 100 it adds 1 year rlto her age. Now, lets say that when she was 10(1000) she overheared somebody say that the archons dont actually like her (like parental figures ofc) and that they probably just cang get rid of her. She actually belivd them like a dumb child that she is and ran away (opened a portal to another world and dissapeared without anybody's knoladge). Now, lets just say for the sake of this au to make it more interesting (maybe more cringe but I am having fun ok?😭) that the disaster from Khaenri'ah happened bc the person occ heared it was a khaenriah'n and THP since finding this out was like "OH HELL NAHH" and this iz the reason they destroyd Khaenria'h. THP gave the archons untill Eclipsa was to turn 16 to find her. Well, now, at 15, she randomply (and awkwardly) came back. (Maybe she finally got into her head the ideea of checking Irmansole to see if the archons truly hated her and surprise surprise, ints not true). Now, imagine the characters meeting Occ in their nation. For Venti- at windrise, for Ei in the city (near the statue), for Nahida just at the spirit tree (maybe one of her little friends passed that message for her) and for Furina(back when she was still an archon) she was told from Neuvillette that he sensed Occ's presence(lets just say that higher ups are aware of Eclipsa's existance, including Furina. Perhaps she has read about Oc in one of the books she read to find a solution to Fontaine's profecy).

Also, I imagine ooc to look like this when she was little(I just love this fanart sm😭):

(One thing to note is that none of theres fanarts are mine, and idk who they are from to credit them. Also te line I made was bc there was some writting on that picture and I didnt want it to be out of the context:>)

About personalit I see her as somebody who is quite the drama queen and loves attention 24/7. She loves pulling pranks all the time and also like annoyng people, but in a joking way. Hoever I see her as somebody who has her moments of understanding and is quite the menance to societity(pretty mhch like how Klee is). About her powers, she is developing since young THP's powers but since she is not even 18, its definetly not as affective.

Anyways, I know it might be a weird request or cringe, and maybe I wrote too much, or gave too little information. Also, I am VERY sorry if you cant undrtstand this request, english is not my first language and I pretty much have dyslexia(not bad one tough, I am still working on correcting mynself :D) and I tried to make sure I made as little mistakes as posible but its hard to spot them when its a big paragraphe, uk? therfor you are always free to ignore thiz request, hopw you have a nice day and good luck writting so many requests. Also, congrats on 1k followrs!! :D

...Did I just read an entire fanfiction XD, I will gladly write this, and thanks for the congrats😆

Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Furina: She knows almost nothing about her, Neuvillette doesn't seem to remember anything about her and there are no books about it, hell the only reason she knows about Eclipsa is because Focalors thought of it as important that she knew about The Heavenly Principles daughter if she was going to act as an archon.

Furina's first meeting with Eclipsa is when Neuvillette is showing her around, it was instant love... not the romantic kind, the platonic kind, Eclipsa looked like a doll, so perfect to dress up, so perfect to have around, Furina feels lonely and Eclipsa makes her feel whole again, so she takes what she wants.

Furina dislikes The Heavenly Principles, she would be happy if she was hated by them, her performance is over either way, the profecy is fullfilled, is it really so wrong of her to be selfish... you will see Furina run around Fontaine with Eclipse causing havoc, as long as she is with her she doesn't feel lonely, and now she never will

"Y-you aren't leaving me right, right... ANSWER ME PLEASE... I'm sorry for yelling, I just don't wanna lose a friend so dear, you can understand, right?"

Raiden Ei: The day Eclipsa dissapeared was the day her sister died... not only did she lose her very own sister, she also lost someone she practically viewed as a daughter, she had never felt such horrible pain before, so she shut herself away as to not feel it again.

So many years spent in isolation, all Ei could think about was her sister and Eclipsa, she swore if she could just get them back, she would protect them both with her life, she just wants things to go back to normal, like it used to be.

So many years had passed that Ei nearly didn't recognize Eclipsa, she had so many questions for her, but she didn't say a single one... screw The heavenly Principles, she was going to protect her as best she could, Eclipsa don't even get a chance to talk before she was shut inside the plane of Euthymia.

"So long, you have been away for 500 long years... but that's okay, you're here now, I'll make sure you not come to harm like what happened to Makoto"

Nahida: She doesn't have much knowledge of Eclipsa, she isn't recorded in the Irminsul, all the knowledge Nahida has of her is what her predecessor left for her she didn't forget, she is confused why Eclipsa isn't around... did she dissapear or worse, did she die?

Nahida is confussed when she feels Eclipsa's precence by the Irminsul, it feels familiar but she can't figure out why, of course like the curious 500 year old child she is, she went to figure out what caused such familiarity... Nahida knew who it was the second she laid eyes on her, this is who she is supposed to protect like the Greater Lord she once did.

Nahida asks a lot of questions, why is she here? Why was she gone? Eclipsa is now her favorite subject to learn about, Nahida takes up some kind of little sister role to stay close with her, she needs to know everything, feed her ever-growing curiosity, maybe one day she will introduce Eclipsa to the Wanderer... but that can be later, Nahida wants to be selfish for a bit longer.

"Curious, you being here fills me with a feeling like... like a hole, you fall down it everyday and it just feels so annoying, then suddenly someone has covered it up and I don't feel annoyance anymore... You need to stay with me for a bit longer, I need to figure out why"

Venti: He isn't all that interested in following The Heavenly Principles orders, but he still did as to not occur her wrath... he did not expect to take care of a child, he wasn't the best, he got constantly drunk, never took anything serious, except for protecting Eclipsa from any danger.

It was no surprise that Venti felt such fear and despair when Eclipsa dissapeared, he had lost yet another loved one... why does he still care, it always happens anyways, no relation lasts forever, no matter how much he tries to drown the memory of her in even more alcohol, it doesn't work

That's when Venti notices her precence, after 500 long painful years, is she finally back? Is this his second chance. He meets Eclipsa at windrise, she look just as well as when she dissapeared... He doesn't care what The Heavenly Principles thinks or wants, he will keep Ecilpsa safe and away from her, He will keep that smile on her no matter what.

"It sure has been a while hasn't it, soooo how have you been, hope you missed me for I have missed you"

#yandere #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere male #yandere female #yandere furina #yandere furina x reader #yandere raiden ei #yandere raiden ei x reader #yandere nahida #yandere nahida x reader #yandere venti #yandere venti x reader #platonic yandere #oc #oc x canon #oc x character event

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Deadly Reunion | Chapter 7

Eddie Munson x female!reader // a stranger things apocalypse au

summary: You and Eddie have been best friends since childhood. But when the outbreak happened five years ago, you were torn from one another in the chaos. but now you’re left alone, after your group was killed by another radical crew, leaving you to seek out what was once home. // zombie apocalypse Hawkins set in 1993

warnings: angst + adult themes w/ descriptions of violence, blood, torture + other zombie apocalypse related issues

word count: 2.9K+

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It had been roughly two days since Eddie came down and talked with you. You weren’t entirely sure how many days had passed since the windowless room you were in made it had to keep track. The isolation of being alone was starting to get to you.

The thoughts and memories you’d been trying to swallow down like acid were quickly coming back up. Nightmares plaguing you at night and causing you to scream into the darkness, no one able to hear. Or if anyone was, they were ignoring you. You weren’t sure which one was worse.

But on the third day, there was a bit of reprieve when you heard the heavy door open, and the woman from before stepped through. Her gentle brown eyes showed nothing but warmth and kindness as she looked toward you. But your walls were still up, apprehensive to trust anyone.

You didn’t even fully trust Eddie.

Joyce walked forward slowly with a pile of fresh clothes in her hands. She set them down on the end of the bed, her brown eyes keeping steady on yours.

“How are you this morning?” She asked, taking a step back and giving you a bit more space. Joyce watched as your body relaxed a little more with each step she took back.

“Tired.” You replied, looking up at her with heavy dark circles beneath your eyes. It caused her to frown, you appeared worse for wear since the last time she’d seen you.

“Well, brought you some more clothes, and thought you’d like to finally get out of here.” Joyce smiled slightly, “Wanna wash up? And I can take you upstairs to your quarters.”

“Quarters? I-I get to stay?” You spoke, a childlike hopefulness to your voice.

“You’re not showing signs of weakness, or of being infected. People here know you, and a certain someone vouched hard for you to stay.”

You stood up quickly from the bed and grabbed the fresh clothes that Joyce had brought down for you. A bit of warmth settled in your stomach and spread the knowledge that Eddie seemed to fight hard for you to stay.

You didn’t spend long washing up or getting dressed, too anxious and eager to get out of the small white-walled prison the room had become. Joyce stayed just outside the door waiting for you when you were finally done. You grabbed your pack and the few things you’d pulled out and stepped out. You couldn’t stop the smile that tugged on the ends of your lips slightly.

“Ready?” Joyce asked, causing you to not your head slightly.

You followed behind Joyce toward the elevator that sat waiting for the two of you at the end of the hallway. The ride back up was very similar to the ride you’d taken coming down. Only less tense and without the glaring eyes of the Chief looking down at you with apprehension. Joyce was warmer, giving more of a comforting motherly feel that you couldn’t help but feel safer with her.

When the elevator came to a stop, you were welcomed to a busy hallway filled with others as they shuffled from one room to another most talking to the one beside them. The area the hallway opened up to was buzzing with conversations and chatter. Being down below gave you a sense that you were the only person in the building. But coming back to the top, back to the main part of the camp, you felt like you were stepping into a village. Filled with people all doing their part to keep their new sense of home running.

“This is the main floor,” Joyce spoke, stepping forward and with you following close behind. “The lab is split off into floors and we sort of had to work with what we had. Thankfully the cafeteria is on the main floor, this is where we all come together to eat. Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner are prepared at the same time every day. All food is portioned out fairly so that we all get a fair amount.”

Your eyes looked in through the large double doors of the room that the two of you walked past. This was where most of the chatter was coming from, and when looking in, could see tables filled with people. You saw friends, families, and others sitting amongst each other as the smell of sausage and something else came in through. It caused your stomach to growl loudly.

“The small farm and farm animals we have made it easier for us to feed our community, but we also expect everyone to pull their weight in some way. Would kitchen or pantry be something you’d want to do?” Joyce asked, stopping beside you and looking down at you with a small smile.

Apprehensively you looked between the large room and Joyce as you thought about it. But the thought was only a few seconds before you shook your head.

“I didn’t think so, but I wanted to offer just in case.” Joyce continued down the hallway. “On the same main floor is the school, it’s not much, but all children are expected to go. It’s where they learn the basic things needed to work around the camp. Have it be cooking, farming, mending, or medical.”

“Seems everything was thought out here,” You asked, “Never thought I would come across an Establishment.”

“Establishment, never heard that term before.” Joyce’s brows rose slightly.

“It’s a term that a friend taught me, she came from one before joining with our group.” You spoke as you continued to follow behind her, coming into a main lobby part. The walls are entirely made of glass giving you a view of the front of the Camp. “But her old camp was raided by a hoard and torn apart.”

“I think the fact that Hawkins was a smaller town and the lab was already secluded away, it had made it easier to build. Not to say we haven’t run into our issues over the last few years.” Joyce spoke, sadness in her voice. “Hoards have come through, raiders, that only caused us to build stronger and be stronger. Despite the lives, we’ve lost over the years.”

A frown graced your face as the memories of Sarah came to you. You had a feeling Joyce was also speaking from heavy loss with the sadness that seemed to come over her and take the smile from her face.

“Well,” She sighed after a moment, before turning back down to you and slipping the smile back on her face. “You ready to see your quarters?”

“I have a feeling I’m not sleeping alone?” You asked

Joyce shook her head, “No, everyone has at least one roommate. We had an opening in a room, and I have a feeling the two of you are going to get along.”

“It’s not with Eddie?” You asked with your brows pulled together tightly.

“He sleeps in an RV at the back of the camp, where a few other trailers are. Those types of quarters are earned. Eddie and some of the others back there basically brought those trailers over when we first settled. So that earned those.” Joyce explained as you followed her down another hallway and toward a set of stairs.

As the two of you walked, you didn’t miss the side eyes and weird glances your way. In the past that would have made you feel self-conscious or anxious. Now you just knew not to let those feelings show on your face or in your body language.

You came onto the second floor and opened the door, stepping into a long hallway filled with a series of doors on each side. Some of the doors were propped open with a few people standing and speaking with others. It sorts of reminds you of what you thought a college dorm would be like. Filled with girls walking in and out of each other’s rooms as they talked and gossiped.

The first group you walked by had two girls that appeared to be in their late teams. One was a redhead with a hard scowl on her face, and another looked more curious with her curly brown hair messily pulled back from her face. As you walked past them, she gave you a wide smile with a wave. You couldn’t stop yourself from returning the gesture.

“Do you think that’s her?” one of them whispered as you continued down the hallway, “The one Nancy was talking about?”

“The one that broke Harrington’s nose. Maybe, but El, we can’t just jump in welcoming the new girl. We don’t know if she’s mean or even safe to be here.”

“Max” There was a heavy sigh from the brunette, “Eddie vouched for her. And the Chief knew her before everything. I don’t think they just let her in.”

Your stomach did a little jump and a twist as you overheard the two of them. Others have heard of you, and others have already been talking about you. You weren’t sure if around there that was a good or bad thing. But if Hawkins was anything like its past, gossip was something that you couldn’t avoid with the town folks.

Joyce stopped in front of a door that was closed with had a few stickers stuck to the front of the worn-down wood. The number 12 on an aged, worn-down golden plague sat in the middle of the door. At least it would easy to remember your room. The two of you only had to wait a few passing seconds before the door opened quickly. Standing on the other side of the door was the other girl from the woods. Renee?

“Hey Joyce,” the girl smiled, with the bandana gone from her face you were able to see her more. Robin Buckley. She looked around the older woman and her blue eyes landed on you, widening slightly once she noticed you were standing there. “Hey! Finally, let you out of solitary.”

You chuckled nervously and stepped your weight from one foot to the other. “Yeah, got the clear to join the rest of society.”

“And she’s your new roommate,” Joyce spoke, stepping to the side more so you can walk into the room. “Thought maybe you can get her rested and settled?”

“Would love to,” Robin spoke with a genuine smile. “Come on in, roomie.”

Joyce gave you final smile before leaving back down the way that she’d come. Robin held the door open for you, allowing you to come through more, and give a better look at the room.

Large windows sat on the wall directly across from the main door. Two twin beds pressed to each corner with side tables for each. There was a desk beside the door with shelves hovering above it. They were filled with books, photos, knick-knacks, and other small things. The walls were white, but it seemed Robin decorated them with random posters and finds from other the years. It oddly felt comforting and like home, reminding her of her old bedroom.

“So…this is home.” Robin spoke with a nervous laugh. “Ugh, bathroom is through the door behind you, closet is the one next to it. The other half of the dresser still had my old roomie’s stuff in it, so we can clear that out for you.”

“I don’t…really have much.” You spoke, walking further into the room and seeing around the corner of the wall was the dresser Robin spoke of.

“Well, maybe you can take some of her stuff. Not like she’s going to be needing it.” Robin spoke, a hint of sadness in her tone. “Nancy is across the hall from us, in case you need something and can’t find me. Most of the girls here are nice, except for a couple of the teenagers. But think that’s more to do with their age than anything.”

You hummed softly to let her know you were listening as you walked further into the room and set your pack down on the bed that looked like it hadn’t been slept in. Basic blankets and sheets were dressed onto the bed but when your eyes moved to the side table and saw a small, pink compact sitting amongst other nonsense things. Your stomach dropped and rolled as the grief smacked back into you.

“Robin,” You cut off her ramblings, not even noticing that she was still talking as everything around you seemed to turn to white noise. The girl stopped talking midsentence and turned toward you more, her blue eyes slightly widened, as she seemed to notice the change in your body language. “Who was your old roommate?”

“Oh, uh, Sarah Hopper, why?” Robin spoke quickly.

You sucked in a harsh breath before slowly stepping out of the room backward. You felt like your head was underwater for a moment as Robin’s moving mouth seemed to speak not a single word. She could see the panic in your eyes and was unsure of what to do. The only person coming to mind was Eddie, and he was near neither of you now.

“I need to go…I need to go…” You spoke in rushed tones, before quickly turning and leaving the room.

You weren’t sure where you were going but continued walking quickly out of the room and away from it as far as you could get. You took the stairs two at a time as your chest tightened with both the panic and lack of air. When you found a side door and pressed through it, the rush of cool air surrounded you. You closed your eyes tightly and tried to pull your thoughts back to you.

You knew that it was senseless to blame Robin or Joyce for anything. You weren’t sure, outside of Eddie or the Chief, who knew what Sarah meant to you. But it had only been a few days since learning that your best friend was gone. But now you were placed amongst her things, and it fully hit that she was never coming back. It might’ve been years since the two of you spoke to one another, but she was still someone you loved deeply.

Why were her things just left there if she’d died weeks ago? You asked yourself as you seemed to walk farther and farther from the Lab once you caught your breath. You weren’t even sure if you were allowed to walk freely, but a large part of you didn’t care. Instead, you passed by people working in the small garden at the back of the Camp, some more people giving you weird looks. You walked past a pen that had some sheep inside of it and another beside it with a few chickens.

You didn’t even realize how far you walked or how long you were gone, till you heard your name being called from behind you. Turning quickly, you saw Eddie walking toward you with a worried look on her face. The scruff from before was gone – his face smooth and somehow looked younger. Just like he did in high school. Classic black jeans ripped and faded, with a tshirt and his leather jacket. He rushed toward you the moment you turned at him till he was right in front of you.

“Hey, you ok? Robin came over panicked and said something about you running off.” He reached to gently caress your face, causing your eyes to focus on him more.

“T-They put me in her room,” You spoke, leaning into his touch, using it as an anchor. “They put me in her room, Eds.”

“Fuck,” Eddie cursed softly, before moving to pull you into his arms gently. Your arms wrapped around his body and sank into him slightly. Your eyes closed as his familiar, smoky scent surrounded you. “I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

“Why would he do that?” You whispered softly, and instantly Eddie knew you were speaking of the Chief. “Why didn’t he take her things?”

Eddie’s hand spanned over your back and rubbed it gently, “I was supposed to clear it out…just couldn’t…couldn’t bring myself to do it.”

Eddie felt a flare of guilt added to the pile already there over Sarah’s death. He didn’t know you were being pulled out of quarantine today, and if he’d known on top of that you were going into Sarah’s old room. He would’ve pulled his shit together so you wouldn’t have to see it. See the shrine her things have become sitting stagnate in her old room.

“I wish I was staying with you,” You spoke, voice muffled, from against his chest.

“I wish you were too.” Eddie kissed your forehead, stepping back to look down at you. “But Robin is nice, no one else I would’ve wanted you with than her.”

“She does seem nice,” You whispered and sighed heavily. “I-I just need a little time. I’m sorry to cause some worry.”

“Don’t be,” Eddie smiled slightly, but you could still see the worry deep in his dark brown eyes. “There is someone hanging out at my place, if you want to come and say, hi.”

Eddie enjoyed seeing your eyes brighten slightly, “Gareth?”

Eddie nodded his head, before reaching down and grabbing your hand, gently lacing his fingers with yours. You couldn’t help but appreciate him quickly working to distract you away from the darkness that seemed to crowd you – even more than usual recently.

So sorry this took so long to get out, things got a little chaotic the last few weeks with life. But I hope you enjoyed this new chapter! I have to say the last chapter had me giggling cause out of everything people were only mentioning the fact that Sarah and Eddie were together before she died. But I also just threw that in there and wondered if anyone would pick it up since I didn't go into more detail. Don't worry, that little drama drop comes back later, also with little drops of another drama and more playing around with the Flayed. For those that want more Eddie, don't worry, the next chapter is all Eddie and reader ft. Gareth. Sadly Eddie isn't gonna be with our girl all the time. Please leave comments, and predictions, or come and chat in my inbox. I love hearing from my readers, truly. Seeing your reactions and words give me serotonin.

also, figured out the taegging issue, I can't edit this on mobile or it disappears. so that mystery is solved!

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