#so i was glad about the no child left behind act when i was in school

[swagging-back-to]

Saying a kid is being very conservative with the frosting for gingerbread houses yesterday having to follow it up with "conservative as in you're not using a lot!"

Catch me outside today saying "don't use it liberally, meaning not a lot"

#theyre like 6 years old #but they probably have parents talking about politics #i genuinely dont give a shit im just tying to make them have some knowlege #theres some kids who genuinely cant form sentences and talk and theyre like 9 yo #it isnt because of disability they just didnt learn how and because of te no child left behind rule they DONT LEARN AT ALL #i remember being a kid with a teacher who hated me for no reason and tried to say i was autistic and misbehaving all the time in her class #when i was one of the best behaved h #kids there fr fuck you mrs johnston #and i was so scared when she threatened to keep me back #so i was glad about the no child left behind act when i was in school #but now??? it is only causing harm #the next generation will be as educated and knowledgeable as people were in the 1600s #and the teachers are trying trust me #theyre trying so hard but they cant be teaching 10yos how to spell and write their name when theyre supposed to be in prealgebra #this turned to a weird rant but i have a long work day so im preoccupied with that #also a lot of the 4&5th grade teachers are not trained in early childhood development #tey literally can't teach them these basic kindergarteden and first grade skills

[on-my-vigilante-sht]

Asshole Instructor

Luke Castellan x Jackson!Reader

Request: luke x jackson!reader angst to fluff like he likes reader but bullies her and like one day she almost dies and then he feels so guilty and confesses

Summary: Luke has been an asshole but he can't help it until he realizes the girl he likes could be gone any minute

Warning: Angst, bullying, Luke acting like a five year old, monsters, injuries

Word Count: 1.5K

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A/N I tweaked your request a bit so the story flows more imo

“Faster,” I yelled at one of our newest campers. Y/N Jackson dropped her sword and ripped off her helmet, looking at me with fury in her eyes. I was a little afraid but mostly really attracted to her like this.

“Don’t fu-”

“Hey, we don’t curse,” I reminded her of the camp rules. “What with all the kids around.” Seeing her become even angrier made it so hard not to laugh. I was just glad that we weren’t near any bodies of water. When I had told her that her 12 year old brother was a better fighter than her at dinner, every glass of water rose up in the air she was so mad.

She just threw the sword down and stormed off. “Hey!” I yelled after her. “You’re not dismissed.” But she ignored me, continuing to storm off towards the beach. I felt a pang of guilt antagonizing her to the point that she left but I figured I shouldn’t chase after her if she was going to be around water. Plus, it was funny to see her get so mad.

I turned around the clean up the arena only to see Annabeth standing there looking unimpressed. “Why are you being so mean to her?” she asked.

“I’m not, I'm just messing around.”

She rolled her eyes. “No, you’re antagonizing her. And I think I know why,” she smirked.

“Why?” I asked, deciding to humor her.

“Because you looove her,” she replied smugly, drawing out ‘love.’

“I do not,” I immediately defended. I cringed as my response was too fast. She only gave me a satisfied smirk. “Fine, okay. She’s pretty, I’ll give you that.” Annabeth just raised her eyebrow. “And smart,” I admitted. She kept looking at me. “And nice.” More looks. “Fine! Whenever I see her I want to kiss her and never let her out of my sight.”

A smile broke out on her face, finally satisfied. “See? Now go tell her that. Well- maybe not that exactly. You’ll probably scare her off. But tell her how you feel instead of harassing her and making her hate you.”

My heart stopped. “She hates me?”

“Probably!” Annabeth said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Or at least she will if you keep treating her so terribly.”

“Fine, I’ll apologize to her after dinner,” I sighed.

“No! Now,” she demanded.

“But she’s at the beach. She’ll kill me!”

“I don’t care. Go,” she said, pointing down the beach. “And take this to her.”

I grumbled, grabbing her helmet from Annabeth before heading after the daughter of Poseidon. When I finally found her she was sitting near a cluster of rocks, clearly trying not to be noticed by anyone. But as I prepared to tell her how I felt but as I looked at her, I thought about all the horrible ways she could reject me. And then humiliate me by telling everyone in camp about it. So instead I threw the helmet at her.

It bounced off the rock with a clang, clearly startling her. “What? Are you gonna cry because I told you, you sucked. What are you 5?”

“Go away, Luke,” she yelled. I once again felt a pang in my chest as I heard the trembling in her voice. Whether from rage or tears I wasn’t quite sure. But picturing her laughing in my face as she rejected me made me keep going.

“I see why your dad went back to your mom. He couldn’t have his only demigod child in decades be so weak like you.”

“I said go away!” she yelled, standing up. Her eyes were practically on fire as she looked at me with a burning glare. The ocean was getting choppier behind her before it lunged up into a huge wave, soaking me to the bone. I coughed when it finally receded and she was left there, standing dry. “Leave me alone or I’ll stuff you in a sewer pipe,” she threatened, walking off.

~

When I told Annabeth what happened she threatened to stuff me in a sewer pipe. But other than that she let it go and I hadn’t seen much of Y/N. Which hurt at times because I missed seeing her and I thought about her all the time but I honestly deserved that threat she gave me so I respected her wishes.

That was until I heard a scream and then a boy’s desperate yell. I was in the arena when I heard it and didn’t hesitate running towards the sound. There I found Percy and his sister at the edge of the forest. Percy was frantically pushing on his sister’s bleeding leg as she was getting visibly paler. He looked up, seeing me. “Do something!” he yelled.

I ran over, kneeling by her side. I could now see the wound clearly and it was deep. Deep enough to kill her from blood loss. She already had a puddle underneath her and I could see a trail coming from the woods. “Go get Chiron,” I told the boy. He nodded, getting up to sprint to the Big House.

I looked at Y/N’s face, surprised to see her still conscious. “Surprised you’re not cutting me further open,” she said through shallow breaths.

“Look, I’m sorry I’ve treated you like shit and I promise I’ll explain why when you’re better but I need you to focus on staying awake right now. Think you can do that?”

Despite the fact that my hands were keeping her from bleeding out she had the audacity to roll her eyes. “Fine.”

“Thank you,” I breathed. I felt ashamed realizing that was probably the first nice thing I had ever said to her.

Once some Apollo kids came and took her the Big House I went with them. But once they had her in the sickroom and everyone else was kicked out, I became wracked with guilt and worry. I made her life miserable. Why? Because I was afraid of my own feelings for her? I realized just how ridiculous that was. And I realized how little time I may have to actually confess my feelings.

“What happened, Percy?” Chiron’s words interrupted my thoughts.

“We were in the forest just trying to get some monster fighting experience when this big… dog—I think it was a hellhound—jumped at me out of nowhere. I guess she saw it first because she pushed me out of the way but its claws caught her leg,” Percy explained. “Is she going to be alright?” he asked, tears in his wide eyes.

“Yes, she should be fine,” Chiron assured the boy before sending a reassuring look to me too. Did everyone know I liked her? I briefly cursed Annabeth, she probably told him.

But soon enough Lee and Michael said we could go in so I followed Percy into the room. Her leg was wrapped in a pristine white bandage and the sheets must have been changed because they were also white in contrast to her bloody shirt and shorts.

“Percy, why don’t you go get her some clothes for when she wakes up?” I suggested. He looked reluctant but went anyway so I could talk to her. I took a seat by her head, observing her peaceful, beautiful face. “I don’t know if you can hear me but… at least you can’t reject me like this,” I said, letting out an empty chuckle. “But um I guess I'm fulfilling my promise. The reason I’ve been such an asshole to you is because… well… I think I’m in love with you. And I was afraid of my feelings and that you’d reject me so I took it out on you and I’m sorry for that. You didn’t deserve that.”

I sat there for a beat of silence, unsure what to do. But just before I stood up and left, I felt her fingers brush against mine. “Took you long enough to confess, jerk,” she said. I looked back at her, finding the slightest smile and her gorgeous eyes.

“So… you like me too?” I asked, my heart pounding with insecurity.

“Yeah, of course I do,” she admitted. I smiled, leaning down to press my lips to hers. When I pulled away to breathe she took the opportunity to speak. “If you tell anyone I’ll stuff you in a sewer pipe.”

“Sure you will,” I taunted her, connecting our lips again. This time I only pulled away when I heard a slightly squeaky voice.

“What are you doing with my sister?”

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#percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #pjo x reader #pjo tv show #pjo series #the lightning theif #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #x reader #percy jackson x sister!reader

[creedslove]

I was thinking about Joel working hard to buy a small gift for you until he finds a heart-shaped locket but he's embarrassed because he thinks you deserve something much better, he smuggles what he can and comes home tired but a little excited to give you the detail.

He cried the day you showed him that you put a photo of him in the locket, he hugged you very tightly, burying his face between your neck and shoulder while he tried not to make his crying sound so loud

while you petted his wavy grey hair.

Post outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: omg baby, I am screaming and crying and throwing up at this wonderful idea, it's beautiful, lovely and sooo accurate because I'm sure this is how Joel would act underneath his rough exterior 😭

• it took Joel so long to admit how important you were to him, his true feelings for you, instead of just shrugging off and pretending he didn't care about you at all, he battled himself really hard in order to come clean with his own feelings

• but from the moment he finally admitted and allowed his old broken heart to beat faster for you, suddenly, you were the only thing that mattered to him, even if life was shit and neither of you had any perspective of future, he would die and kill for you and you knew it

• he often orbited from thinking he didn't deserve you and that you could find something better, but at the same time he was selfish and he didn't care about anything other than having you all for himself, as you were the only good thing he still had

• even if you two lived in a shitty, old, disgusting and moldy apartment, the times you spent fucking, holding and cuddling each other were the only good part of his life

• it was because of you he managed to slow down with his drinking and pills, he hadn't stopped it yet, you knew sometimes he needed it to cope with reality, but you were his favorite drug nonetheless

• he wanted to get you something nice, even if it was pretty hard to find something decent, he felt like you deserved a small treat for being his, and even if most of stuff he found was still shit, being a smuggler had it's advantages

• so when he saw the locket in the shape of a heart, he needed to have it for you, you deserved something pretty and gorgeous like you were, so he traded stuff here and there and managed to smuggle it back into the QZ so he could surprise you

• the day he gifted you the locket, you had squealed in happiness like a child and wrapped your arms around him, jumping into his embrace and kissing all over his lips and face, it was such a gorgeous gift, so thoughtful and you didn't hesitate in showing him gratitude for it

• he was so glad to see your reaction, knowing you deserved that and much more, it brought some light into his heart, to see you so glad because of a small gesture, which wasn't a small gesture to you at all

• if anything, it was a real big gesture and you knew you had to do something meaningful, there was only one thing you could place inside of it

• going to your safe box where you kept your personal objects and other significant things, you went through your polaroids; since you and Joel had snuck out of the QZ once to find stuff and you came across an old polaroid camera and some expired films at what seemed to have been a convenience store, you simply couldn't leave it behind

• yes, the lenses were a little cracked and the film was old but you managed to snap a few pictures of you and Joel - mostly against his will - and you didn't hesitate in taking one of them, cutting in the shape of your locket and placing inside of it

• when he came home from his shift that day, you flew to his lap as soon as he sat down on the couch, and wrapped yourself around him, he noticed the locked hadn't left your neck since he got you it and you smiled big

"open it!"

• you cheered pointing at it, which Joel chuckled and did as told, he didn't know exactly what he was expecting, but he knew he wasn't expecting to see his picture inside

"now I keep you next to my heart all the time Joel"

• you whispered to him, smiling at him with hopeful, loving eyes, while he felt tears springing through his own, not sure where that emotion was coming from, but it was there nonetheless

• his strong arms wrapped around your smaller frame as tight as he could and he buried his face between the crook of your neck, your hair falling all over it, as he tries muffling his sounds so you wouldn't notice he was actually crying

• Joel Miller wasn't a man to cry very often, but his old heart couldn't take that much love, kindness and innocence you had within, he didn't know why you had settled for him, a man with such an ugly past but he was never giving up that feeling for you

• of course you knew he was crying, but you decided not to say anything about it, it'd be better not to embarrass him, so instead you just clung to him, your hands caressing his graying curls, petting him so gently as you shared that embrace

• you loved Joel and he loved you, even if he didn't admit it out loud, there was no denying it

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#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal headcanons #pedro pascal headcanon #joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x y/n #joel miller fanfic #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller headcanons #joel miller headcanon

[shanastoryteller]

Happy Pride!!!! Living Blood or Lady Mo please!

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43

Xuanyu disrobes unashamedly, hesitating only at the last second with the sleeve covering her left arm.

Jiang Yanli laughs. “Bit late to be modest, I think.”

“Modesty is overrated,” she returns, which is something that Zixuan would say and A-Yao would think. She slips the rest of the robes off and steps into the steaming bath, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction.

The changes her body has undergone are even more obvious without the thick layers of the robes obscuring her form. The extra weight seems to have settled in ideal places, not only thickening her waist and limbs but settling heavily along her hips and breasts, which hadn’t exactly been small to begin with.

She sits behind Xuanyu, filling a bowl with water and then pouring it over her hair to rinse it of blood and dirt that had been hidden by her dark hair. Acting as a bathing assistant is far below her station, but Xuanyu had sent all the servants away and she doesn’t mind, really. Xuanyu is her sister, likely the only one she’ll ever have considering A-Cheng’s track record with matchmakers, and she’s been worried about her. This gives them time to speak alone. “How has your marriage with Lan Wangji been? Has he been kind?”

Xuanyu pulls a face, which isn’t encouraging. “I guess. He mostly left me alone, and then we had a couple fights and he was a jerk, and now I think he’s trying to make up for being a jerk, but it’s a little – well, it’s nice that he’s making an effort. I suppose.”

Not as good as she’d hoped, but not as bad as she’d feared. “Sect Leader Lan seems fond of you.”

“Oh, Lan Xichen is great,” she says easily. Better than reaction to Lan Wangji, but still not what Jiang Yanli had been hoping for. Then her eyes light up. “Sizhui is wonderful! I’ll give Wangji one thing, he’s raised a good kid. He’s so sweet, and a great cultivator, and he’s always trying to help out everyone around him. I’m glad Jingyi’s always hanging around – without him, I think everyone would just take advantage of Sizhui’s good nature.”

Well, that’s something. Surely Lan Wangji can’t resist Xuanyu’s charms for long, not when she dotes on his son and gets along with his brother.

“What trouble did you get into on the road?” she asks, running her hand over the wound on Xuanyu’s shoulder. It looks nearly fully healed already and there’s another mostly healed wound on her hip, a thin slice on her left arm, and the shadow of various bruises that were likely much worse a couple hours ago. It’s of course a good thing that Xuanyu has a strong golden core, but Jiang Yanli can’t help a moment of wistfulness.

Her own core never lived up to her mother’s expectations, or her own. If she’d had a stronger core, she could have given A-Ling siblings. A child should have siblings. She would have had a calmer childhood without two little brothers underfoot, but a lonelier one too.

Xuanyu shrugs, lazily scrubbing herself down. “Looks like Xiao Xingchen picked up the girl, A-Qing, while he and Song Lan were separated and was trapped in this place that was basically a ghost town.” How could he be trapped by a place that had no people? “And I’d heard some rumors so when we ran into Song Lan I helped him find Xiao Xingchen, but there was a bit of a fight with someone who didn’t want him to leave. I just happened to get caught in the crossfire, so to speak.”

She’s stretching the truth to outright lying. Before Jiang Yanli can call her on it, her stomach growls.

“Didn’t get a chance to eat on the road?” she teases.

Xuanyu flushes, ducking briefly beneath the water to hide her flaming cheeks before resurfacing. “Things were a little hectic. It may have slipped my mind.”

How has she managed to put on weight while also forgetting to eat? Perhaps Lan Wangji deserves more credit.

“I think I have some candies in my room, if you want something before the banquet,” she offers. “I know the speeches take forever.”

Her eyes light up before dimming and she slumps in the bath. “Thanks, Yanli-jie, but I better not. Sizhui gave me some on the road and I usually love them but just putting it in my mouth almost made me sick. It was awful. And weird! They’re my favorite.”

Jiang Yanli blinks then gives Xuanyu’s significantly larger chest a considering look. It could be nothing. It’s probably nothing. She hasn’t even been married a year and it doesn’t sound as if she and Lan Wangji have been seeing eye to eye.

Then again, the same could have been said about her and Zixuan.

“Can I ask you something personal, Meimei?”

Xuanyu nods. “You can ask me anything, Yanli-jie.”

“Are you and Lan Wangji having sex?”

She turns bright red and ducks beneath the water for so long that Jiang Yanli is starting to get concerned before she resurfaces, still red faced. “Um. We did once. Well – I guess, technically, it was three times, but it was only one night.”

Well. Apparently Lan Wangji has stamina on and off the battlefield.

“One moment,” she says, briefly squeezing Xuanyu’s shoulder. “I’ll be right back.”

It takes one whispered conversation with the servant outside the hall and approximately ninety seconds before her personal healer is standing in front of her. Jiang Yanli ducks back inside to see Xuanyu out of the bath, in a thin bathing robe that’s clinging to her as she wrings her hair out. “I’d like my healer to take a look at you, Meimei.”

Xuanyu freezes, slowly standing straight with a wary look on her face. “That’s really not necessary. The wounds were just superficial and they’re basically healed already.”

“It’ll be quick,” she says, because if she’s right then she can’t let Xuanyu go down to the banquet without letting her know. “She’s very discreet – she’s been my personal healer since I was a child.”

“Jiang Xingyi?” Xuanyu asks, some of her tension draining away.

Jiang Yanli nods, trying to think of some reason that Xuanyu would know her healer’s name, or her reputation, but all the servants are terrible gossips and her health is a frequent topic of derision. “Just your wrist, okay? Your golden core has changed a lot. I just want her to take a look.”

She feels bad about lying, but Xuanyu had lied to her first.

Xuanyu relaxes even further. “Okay, Yanli-jie. If it’ll make you feel better.”

“Thank you,” she smiles, then opens the door to usher Jiang Xingyi in.

The old woman doesn’t smile, but Xuanyu grins back undeterred, and says, “Hi, Granny,” before paling and adding, “uh, um. Sorry.”

Jiang Yanli feels a familiar pang of grief go through her. A-Xian had referred to Jiang Xingyi as Granny, the only disciple both bold and beloved enough to get away with it.

Jiang Xingyi ignores her, instead reaching for her wrist and pressing her fingers against it. Xuanyu fidgets, shifting from one foot to the other, but says nothing as the moments stack on top of one another.

Finally, Jiang Xingyi drops her wrist and steps back. Her stern visage breaks, a smile stretching her mouth across her face. “Congratulations, Madame Lan.”

She knew it!

“Thanks,” Xuanyu answers before wrinkling her nose. “Um. For what?”

“You are expecting,” she answers. “At least a couple months along, I believe, although I’d have to do a more thorough examination to be sure.”

Jiang Yanli moves to embrace her, but Xuanyu’s face drops and she turns dangerously pale. “What? No. That’s not possible. I can’t be.”

“Three times,” Jiang Yanli reminds her, trying to goad Xuanyu into laughter.

But instead she just shakes her head. “No, no I can’t, I – this can’t be happening,” she whispers to herself, grabbing her own arms in a white knuckled grip. “It’s not. It’s impossible. I can’t be.”

She’s young, and this wasn’t a marriage of her own choosing, and it’s so new. Of course she’s surprised and nervous. Jiang Yanli touches her elbow, intending to say something soothing, but Xuanyu collapses into her arms, gripping her waist and hiding her tears in her shoulder.

“Xuanyu!” she says, hugging her back just as fiercely, her heart breaking for the younger girl’s anguish. “Meimei, it’s okay, I know this is scary, but it’s going to be fine.”

“It’s not,” she says, voice thick with tears, “A-jie, this is awful, this is – it can’t happen! It can’t, Wangji is going to be so mad, he’s going to hate me, and everything is ruined and awful, I can’t be – I can’t! I’m going to die!”

Jiang Yanli’s whole body goes cold and she grips Xuanyu even tighter against her. “You’re going to be fine,” she says, pushing her conviction into every syllable.

No matter what Jiang Yanli has to do, Xuanyu is going to be fine.

#oh wwx #our babygirl is going through it #dw everything is going to be fine #wwx is like i'm going to die before i can have this baby and kill lan zhan's baby and he's going to hate me forever #and jyl who obviously has no context for this hears that xuanyu thinks that lwj is going to kill her #which she'd think that lwj would never do but also she saw him during war and she's not the one married to him #and everyone knows he didn't want this marriage and also made a big thing about how sizhui's position won't be usurped #jyl to herself: do i have to kill lan wangji? #prompt answers #prompts are closed #asks #anon #untamed

[hitomisuzuya]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUZU, GLAD TO SEE YOU BACK🥳🎉🎉🎉 Btw more roommate Scara plz?👀💕Like, roommate Scaramouchii confessed to us while he's not sober. Maybe a little jealousy in that...?

Roommate! Scaramouche x fem!reader. Jealous, drunk love confession. What do I tag this as? I tagged it as smut because of one sentence.

I had a stressful day, so writing this is helping me unwind a little.

When it came to living with someone like Scaramouche, it came with constant parties. Tonight was no different.

Because it was. Childe was there. And Scaramouche swore he drank more every time he saw you smile up at him. Or laugh at something he said. Or how you blushed when he tucked some hair behind your ear.

He drank more every second you were devoting your attention to Childe instead of him. Why were you even smiling at him, anyways? He was all you needed because he was right here, not Childe.

Scaramouche's eyes watched you intently as you went about cleaning up after the party. He made a huffy noise. "Leave that shit, I'll get in the morning," He grumbled.

"No, it's okay," You shook your head, waving a hand at him when he tried to get up. You knew he was drunk. You'd indulged a little yourself, but near as much as he had.

"Stop, just stop," He snapped, making you look at him, startled.

"Scara, I'm just cleaning..what is the matter?" He'd been acting off all night, and you couldn't put your finger on why.

"No, just, ugh, that's not what I meant," Scaramouche pinched the bridge of his noise, and decided to try again. His head was spinning, and you just standing there looking beautiful like you always were.

He wanted you so badly.

And you were patient with him too, which most people weren't. You quietly waited for him to gather himself. "Why do you give you even give that ginger shithead any attention?"

"Childe?" You questioned, to which he nodded.

"Yeah, him," You could hear the strained jealousy in his slurred speech. Your cheeks flushed. Was he jealous that you had spent most of the evening with Childe while he sulked in the corner like a cat who got sprayed with water?

"You should've been spending that time with me. You should've been by my side all night and not his," The slurred words can tumbling out before he could hear them, inebriation giving him courage.

"Scara.." You began, but he quickly shushed you.

"Don't talk until I am finished," He snapped, his posture stiffening when you gave him a look. He knew that look, "please," He mumbled, hastily looking away.

"How should I put this?" Scaramouche murmured more to himself before looking at you again, "listen up because I am only going to say this once. I hated every time you smiled at him. I hated every time you looked at him. Because I want those smiles to be for only me."

Your heart was starting to pound in your chest. Where the words that you wanted to hear the most about to come from him, the very ones you'd been afraid to tell him? You didn't dare interrupt him because it could ruffle his feathers and make him shut down completely.

"I am in love with you," Saying it was easier than he expected. He finished what was left of his drink, peering at you from over the top of the glass. He sighed before you could speak. "Can you c'mere? I kind of can't stand up to come to you," His cheeks flushed, looking away shyly.

You put a hand on his cheek as you sat down next to him on the couch. "I hope you are going to either kiss me or tell me you love me to," Little did you know he was swallowing his heart in his throat to.

You did what you thought what was the better option first. You leaned in and kissed him. He was glad you did because it almost slipped out how he should outside your bedroom listening to you moan his name while you fingered yourself.

He sighed softly against your mouth. He was pleased with your answer. The kiss quickly turned heated and open mouthed as he pushed you down onto the couch.

"I'm in love with you to, Scara," You said when he reluctantly pulled away. His head immediately dropped into your neck, nuzzling against it as he sighed, content.

You blinked, confused when he didn't say anything. That was because he fell asleep with his face buried in your neck.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #au #genshin romance #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

[harunayuuka2060]

Kid MC: Papa? I'm going to meet Grandpa?

Simeon: Yes. He wants to see you.

Raphael: *walking ahead of them*

Raphael: You seem worried, Simeon.

Simeon: ...

Simeon: No.

Raphael: I've reassured you many times.

Raphael: Father won't do anything.

Simeon: ...

Kid MC: Papa, I'm tired...

Simeon: *chuckles* Here. Papa will carry you. *lifts them up*

Kid MC: *rubbing their eyes, seems to be sleepy*

Raphael: Don't think of heading back. We're already here.

Simeon: I'm not saying anything.

Raphael: But you were about to. I know you, Simeon.

Simeon: Too bad.

Kid MC: Will Grandpa let me sleep?

Raphael: *stern* You should be wide awake when you stood in front of the heavenly father.

Simeon: Raphael.

Raphael: ...

Raphael: Just put them down. Father wants to have a private conversation with them.

Simeon: *hesitates for a moment*

Simeon: ...

Simeon: MC, Papa is waiting for you behind this door. Okay? *smiles*

Kid MC: *smiles* Hm!

Raphael: *opens the door for them*

Raphael: Remember your manners.

Kid MC: *runs into the room*

Raphael: I've just said— *sigh* Nevermind. *closes the door*

Simeon: *his arms crossed* Raphael, I think we should have our conversation elsewhere.

Raphael: What? Are you going to lecture me?

Simeon: I'm glad you know.

Raphael: Simeon, I'm still above you.

Simeon: Why? Are you using that as an excuse?

Simeon: *his face turned serious* I'll teach you how you should act in front of children. Especially to my child.

Kid MC: *looks around* Grandpa?

Kid MC: ...

Theo: I'm here.

Kid MC: Where? I don't see you.

Theo: *chuckles* I'm somewhere in the room. You don't have to look for me. I could see you just fine.

Theo: Instead, Michael will accompany you while he listens to our conversation.

Michael: *appears to their side* Hello~. Still remember me? I'm your Uncle Michael.

Kid MC: Uncle! *goes to hug his leg*

Michael: !!!

Michael: *chuckles* You're quite sweet, young one.

Theo: Michael.

Michael: Yes, father?

Theo: ...

Michael: *smiles to himself* Right.

Michael: MC? Do you know why father have summoned you here?

Kid MC: *shakes their head*

Michael: Well, he has something important to say.

Michael: So you should listen very well and take it to heart.

Simeon: *came back* *expecting MC to come out of the room*

*the door opens*

Kid MC: *slowly walks out of the room*

Simeon: MC? How's your conversation with fathe— *his eyes widened*

Kid MC: *crying* Papa...

Theo: You are a beautiful child, MC.

Kid MC: Thank you, Grandp—

Theo: But not perfect. You have one ugly thing about you.

Theo: Those unsightly horns you have on your head.

Kid MC: What do you mean, Grandpa...?

Theo: Right. You're still young to fully grasp the situation. However, it's best that you understand it sooner.

Theo: MC, you don't belong here.

Kid MC: *has ended up falling asleep in Simeon's arms after crying a lot*

Simeon: *kissing their temple as a way of comforting them*

Simeon: It was Papa's fault. I shouldn't have left your side for even a second.

Kid MC: Papa...

Simeon: ...

Simeon: My child... If they don't want you here, then we'll just have to leave this place.

Mammon: What?! Simeon's coming here?! Why?!

Asmo: What's going on, Lucifer?!

Lucifer: It's for the safety of his child.

Satan: *annoyed* Seriously? We haven't settled yet and there'll be more joining us?

Lucifer: I don't need your opinion on this, Satan. Simeon is still our family.

Satan: Family?? After they banished us?!

Lucifer: *sigh* We'll talk later. *and walks away*

Satan: LUCIFER!!!

Levi: Wow... I understand, Simeon. But isn't it worse here?

Beel: Let's think about that later. We have to make sure Satan isn't going to destroy this room again.

Satan: YOU'RE ALWAYS IGNORING ME!!! I HATE YOU!!! I DESPISE YOU!!!

Mammon: Cool it, man. *sigh* What are we going to do with you when our nibling arrives here?

#obey me #obey me kid mc #obey me simeon #obey me raphael #obey me michael #obey me theo #obey me brothers #the child of sorrow

[leclerc-s]

suffering since forever

series masterlist

natalia ruiz praying for all of you because at least i like my third wheel

arthur leclerc that's because joris has been stuck with you two since before you were couple

fernando alonso you can say it, since before they were sleeping together.

carlos sainz it's not like joris has a choice.

lewis hamilton and the rest of you do?

max jones-verstappen we don't. we do it subconsciously.

daphne jones-ricciardo like that makes it any better max.

rhys jones i bet it hurt when jorris got that wag of the year trophy and you didn't.

natalia ruiz who let the child speak?

isabella perez she says that because she's hurt.

natalia ruiz i'm not hurt by the 12 year old.

rhys jones I'M 15!!

lance stroll yet you act like you're 12

rhys jones i know your ass isn't talking esteban ocon anyone ever tell you that you're scary? rhys jones never to my face.

zoya torres joris doesn't deserve this heat. let's talk about freya's 3rd wheeling habit.

freya vettel shut your trap torres.

alex albon days like this make me glad that george and carmen love to go on double dates so we don't get stuck with any of you.

george russell and that's because i don't want to get stuck with them.

dulce perez fuck you guys we're delights.

pato o'ward i can't believe i ever thought you people were cool.

daniel jones-ricciardo WE'RE COOL!!

pato o'ward the only cool thing about you is your wife.

penelope trevino REAL!!

gael perez i think pato almost shit his pants when he learned daphne was in this group chat.

pato o'ward IT'S DAPHNE FUCKING JONES, WEY! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO NOT FREAK OUT?

daniel jones-ricciardo *jones-ricciardo!!

pato o'ward i couldn't care less bitchiardo! i will forever pray for your downfall so i can marry your wife instead.

isabella perez he's so real for that. HURRY UP RICCIARDO THE REST OF US ARE WAITING!!

daniel jones-ricciardo if i ever die let if be known that one of you bitches was behind my death.

daphne jones-ricciardo you people are unbelievable.

natalia ruiz i'll be first in line. i've been waiting for his downfall for the longest time.

daniel jones-ricciardo

this is all your fault.

whatever it is you think i did i swear it was arthur.

charles what did you do?

nothing! what’s wrong amour?

i have a baby screaming for 'unca jo' bring him back now.

ma cherie, i wish i could but i have a race.

okay? send joris and you stay in china.

we only need unca jo, notre petite étoile doesn't need her papa. (our little star)

i know that was a joke but it still hurt. don't tell me that!

you still have a few years left until she's a teenager.

ne pouvons-nous pas avoir cette conversation? je ne suis pas prêt pour ça (can we not have this conversation? i'm not ready for that)

seriously charles ask joris to call me, even zoya's music isn't helping.

i'll tell him to call. just come to china.

i will hop on the first flight to china, do not joke about that.

max said he's sending the jet to pick you up.

god bless sophie for her son.

not jos?

never that man.

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unseen photo of baby jewel and her 'unca jo' 📸 - zoya because my fiancé and daughter have been stolen by his best friend. and another unseen photo but this time it's pre-baby jewel, joris has been a third wheel since day 1!

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¡leclerc-s speaks! this one is a more wholesome one but it's still got it's sense of humor. can you tell i'm still watching greys?

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!

#leclerc-s #the honest series #formula 1 #formula 1 fic #fanfic #fanfiction #f1 #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 instagram au #f1 fic #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x female oc

[akazzzaa]

Ohhhh how about this? akaza, muzan, kokushibo and douma with a reader who's parents disapproves of them dating a demon so they forcefully make reader marry someone else. but knowing these demons i bet they might rescue their lover during the ceremony, eh? adds drama and flair!

Thank you for the ask! I really enjoyed writing this!

Summary- Readers parents don't approve their child dating a demon so arranges them to marry a normal human. Demons Interrupt the wedding.

Genre- Fluff// Angst

Warnings- Forced marriage/ Death/ Blood/Gore

Muzan

Muzan Kibutsuji, the most powerful demon of them all, had fallen in love with a human who had inadvertently caught his attention. She was beautiful, kind, and possessed a heart that Muzan had never seen in any other human. They had been secretly dating, their love growing stronger with each passing day, but there was one problem: your parents disapproved of your relationship.

So they found a husband for you. One that any other woman would be glad to have.

As your wedding day approached, you where filled with dread and despair. Your love for Muzan was undeniable, and the thought of marrying another man was unbearable. You knew that you had to find a way to escape this terrible fate and reunite with Muzan.

On the day of the wedding, as the ceremony began, Muzan couldn't bear to stay away any longer. He had been watching from the shadows, hidden in plain sight, and when he saw the you walk down the aisle with tears in your eyes, he knew he had to act

Muzan burst into the wedding venue, shattering the doors and sending the guests scattering in all directions. Blood and limbs everywhere. Your parents where shocked, but there was a fierce determination in Muzan's eyes as he made his way to the altar. He grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the crowd of corpses. "Let her go!" your father shouted, trying to stop Muzan, but the demon's power was overwhelming.

Muzan held you close, his crimson eyes locked onto his. "I won't let anyone take her away from me," he declared.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a burst of power that sent your parents and the chosen suitor flying backward and killing them on impact. The wedding venue crumbled around you both. Both of you escaped through the chaos, leaving a trail of destruction behind.

Once you were safe, Muzan embraced you, vowing never to let anyone come between you again and forced his hand through your chest and grabbed your heart. Before you could die, he turned you into a demon.

Kokushibo

One fateful night, your parents gathered the family to reveal their decision. They had chosen a wealthy and influential human suitor for their child, intending to marry them off against their will. You where heartbroken and conflicted, had no choice but to comply with their wishes, for fear of causing them pain.

As the wedding day approached, your heart grew heavier. You knew that marrying someone else would mean giving up on love and living a life of lies.

Unknown to you, Kokushibo had been informed of the impending marriage. Determined to rescue the one he loves, Kokushibo devised a plan to save you from this forced union.

On the day of the wedding, just as the ceremony was about to begin, Kokushibo arrived to the venue. The demon's presence filled the air with an eerie tension, and the guests, horrified, began to flee in panic.

Kokushibo's cold voice cut through the chaos, "I will not allow this unholy union to take place. You, my beloved, are not meant for this human." With incredible speed and precision, he swiftly cut your fiancé in half.

With a mixture of shock and relief, you looked into Kokushibo's eyes. "Kokushibo... you came for me?"

With a soft smile, the demon reached out his hand. "I will not let anyone tear us apart. Come with me, and we will be together, no matter the odds."

Filled with emotion, you took Kokushibo's hand, and left the scene of the disrupted wedding together. Both of you had defied your family's wishes and society's norms, choosing love over tradition.

As you both disappeared into the night, your love remained as strong as ever, and kokushibo knew you would face many challenges, but you would face them together.

Douma

Douma had found an unexpected connection. His heart, once consumed by darkness, was now inexplicably drawn to you.

You had a fierce determination and a compassionate heart that could pierce through even the darkest of shadows. Your love was pure and passionate, yet tragically forbidden. Your parents couldn't bear the thought of their daughter being with someone they considered an enemy of humanity.

So your parents decided to take drastic measures. They arranged for you to be married to a young man from the village, someone they believed would provide safety and security. The news of this arranged marriage was a devastating blow to both you and Douma.

Douma's multicoloured eyes gleamed with a mix of sadness and despair. "Y/N, I won't let this happen. We'll find a way to be together, I promise."

As the days went by, you and Douma hatched a plan to escape the arranged marriage. The night before the wedding, you decided to flee, seeking refuge in a remote, hidden location where you could both live together in secrecy. But you would abandon your old life, family, and name to escape the constraints of human society.

On the fateful night, you where supposed to be dressed in you bridal attire that your parents prepared for the wedding, you escaped from your room, with Douma waiting in the shadows. You both slipped away into the night.

Akaza

In a small village a secret love story was flourishing. Akaza, a feared demon that have killed many warriors, had fallen deeply in love with you, a kind-hearted human. Your love transcended the boundaries that separated worlds, but it was a love that was hidden, cherished only in the secrecy of night.

As the months passed, your love grew stronger, and you both began making plans to be together openly. Akaza had already proven his unwavering devotion to you, and together you both believed they could overcome the prejudice and fear that kept you apart.

However, your parents remained stubborn in their opposition to the relationship. Fearing for their child's safety and the consequences of such a forbidden love, they hatched a sinister plan. One evening, while you where away, they made a deal with a wealthy family from a neighbouring village to arrange a marriage between you and their son. It was a grim decision made out of love, or so they told themselves.

Your heart shattered as you tried to protest, explaining that your heart belonged to Akaza. But your parents would not hear of it, and they were blind to the love that had blossomed between the two of you.

The arranged marriage took place, and your life would be forever changed. In your heart, you continued to yearn for Akaza, who was unaware of the tragic twist of fate that had befallen his beloved. you where forced into a loveless marriage, trapped between the love you cherished and the obligations you could not escape.

On that night, you where in your room, your husband trying to court you. Meanwhile, Akaza had returned from his mission early, sensing that something was amiss. He used his supernatural abilities to track you, and what he saw through the shadows confirmed his worst fears. He saw the ceremony outside, and you in a bedroom with a man, looking utterly devastated.

In a swift and silent motion, Akaza infiltrated the house, hidden from human sight. In the midst of the commotion, Akaza reached out to you, pulling you close to his side. He spoke with a voice that demanded respect and conveyed his unwavering love. "You will not take what is mine," he declared, his eyes burning with intensity. He covers your eyes from the view as he kills the man.

#demon slayer #kny #kny x reader #akaza x reader #douma x reader #demon slayer x reader #kokushibo x reader #muzan x reader #muzan kibutsuji

[ackermancurse]

58 with Levi Ackerman for the prompt list please hehe :)

Modern Levi x Reader

Levi is your plus one to a wedding you were invited to in your family. Levi has always been your best friend so you asked him to go with you because you didn’t want to show up without a plus one.

“Pleaseeee Levi. My cousin is getting married and I’m tired of showing up to weddings without a plus one. It’ll shove it in my aunt’s face. I’m tired of hearing her snarky remarks of me still being single,” you plead to your best friend that sits on your couch in your apartment.

Levi sits with his right ankle resting on his left knee and leans his head back against the wall behind him, “Don’t make me regret it.”

Your face lights up, “Thank you thank you Levi. So I was thinking you can wear that black suit with the baby blue button up because it really brings out your eyes and-“

Levi puts up his right index finger and points at you, “Just promise me you won’t make me dance.” His grayish-blue eyes pierce into yours.

You pout, “But-“

“No but’s. I’m sorry but you know I don’t dance. When have you ever seen me dance in the 6 years you’ve known me,” he explains with a quirked brow.

You huff, “Fine I promise.”

Levi puts out his right pinky finger, “Swear on it.”

The one time he picks up a trait of yours it’s of course the trait you practice most. You always make Levi pinky swear and he hates doing it, but knows it means a lot to you. You put out your left pinky finger, “I swear.”

You place your earrings in and look at the time on your phone. Levi still hasn’t shown up and you have to leave in 5 minutes. You dial his number but it goes straight to voicemail, “Levi where the hell are you? Call me when you get this.”

There was a knock at your front door. You rush over and open it to see your best friend.

“Sorry I had to pick up my suit from the cleaners,” he mumbles with the suit still on its hanger.

You roll your eyes, “Well can we hurry this up please I wanna be there as soon as possible to rub it in my aunt’s face that I have a plus one finally.”

Levi enters your bathroom and shuts the door behind him while you sit on the couch. 2 minutes later he comes out in his freshly pressed suit. His dark locks framing his face perfectly.

“Can you just help me with my watch,” he asks, holding his expensive dark chocolate brown leather watch with a navy blue face and gold accents.

You stand up and grab his wrist gently, fastening the loose watch tightly together, “There, all done.” You glance up at Levi and find him already looking at you.

“You look good,” he replies in his deep and sultry voice. He looks down at you with a small smirk.

You clear your throat and step away from him, “Thanks Levi. Don’t look too bad yourself. Let’s go, yeah?”

He nods and makes his way towards the front door, opening it for you.

—

You arrive at the wedding venue with Levi and he puts his arm out for you to lock your arm with him, “God I can’t wait to see the look on my aunt’s face.”

Levi chuckles slightly which makes me smile and look up at him, “Glad I could help. But remember our deal, no dancing.”

You sigh, hoping he had forgotten about the stupid deal, “Yes I know.”

As you walk up the steps to the building your Aunt Alice steps out and locks eyes with you, “Well what do we have here? Did you finally take my advice and stop acting like a child and get yourself a-“ she glances at Levi and looks him up and down, “nice piece of man.”

You had to admit Levi always did clean up well. The way the baby blue shirt brings out his piercing eyes and his dark features accentuate his facial features like his chiseled jaw.

“Levi Ackerman ma’am. Your niece has told me so much about you,” he extends his hand and she accepts it.

“Only good things I’m hoping,” she smiles.

He looks at you from the corner of his eye with a small smirk, “Of course.”

Aunt Alice’s face turns flush and she looks you in the eye, “You better not do anything to lose this man, dear, or I’ll have to set him on a date with your cousin Rachel. She’d really love him,” she replies and winks at Levi. “It was nice meeting you Levi, I hope to see you more later.” Aunt Alice walks away to continue with her bride of the mother duties.

Your smile fades, “Ugh I can’t stand her.

Levi unlocks his arm from yours and grabs your hand, “Hey, don’t bother with her. I can tell she just wants to get a reaction out of you.”

You look down at your hand in his. Levi has held your hand before, but this felt different. You look up to him and his eyes soon look up into yours.

Levi clears his throat and let’s go of your hand, “So should we find a spot inside?”

—

The reception has gone on for a couple hours. You and Levi have been talking to all your family members who can’t help but gush over your “boyfriend.” Many of them commented on his cold and stoic impression and that he seems straight out of a romance novel.

You watch as other people dance with their dates and can’t help but feel a bit sad. You wish Levi wanted to dance.

“Uh oh trouble in paradise already? I told you Levi she’s a tough one,” Aunt Alice appears and sits down at your table next to Levi and gives you a tight-lipped grin.

Levi looks at you and back to your aunt, “Oh no. We’re just enjoying each other’s company here and talking to people who come by.”

Your aunt shoots you a glare, “I’m sure you’re just dying to dance and because she’s upset she’s not the one getting married so she just wants to sit and sulk. I’m so sorry Levi.”

You feel that familiar tightness form in your throat and feel tears sting the corners of your eyes. You look up at Levi and when he sees your expression he sends your aunt a look like he wants to strangle her. Of course, she doesn’t know this expression like you do.

“Actually I was just about to ask her to dance,” Levi retorts and stands up unbuttoning his suit jacket.

You quickly look up to him wide eyed, “Levi you don’t-“

Levi gives you a look, “C’mon dance with me.” His hand extends out to you.

You look at it for a moment and look back up to him. He gives you a nod of reassurance. You grab his hand and stand up.

Levi begins walking towards the dance floor with you when he stops and turns around, “And excuse me Alice. Your niece is a very beautiful young lady and I’m lucky to even be in her presence tonight. I don’t appreciate the way you speak so poorly of her so please stop being the bitter and jealous Aunt that you are.”

Aunt Alice placed a hand on her chest and was struggling to find the words she wanted to say.

You try to stifle a chuckle and cover your mouth. You can’t believe he said that to your aunt.

Levi takes your hand once more and you join together on the dance floor in time for a slow dance.

“Levi you really didn’t have to do any of that. Especially coming out to the dance floor. We had a deal,” you explain your arms around his neck.

Levi shrugs, “If it means I get to see that look on your aunt’s face, I’d do it again.”

You smile, “Thank you.”

“Don’t say I don’t do anything for you. You’re a special girl, so I’ll always make an exception,” Levi replies and locks eyes with you.

You can’t help, but blush, “So I’m a beautiful young lady huh?”

Levi’s eyes widen and you swear you see his cheeks get pink, “Was hoping you didn’t catch that. But yes, yes you are.”

You smile and rest your head on his chest, hearing the sound of his heartbeat ever so slightly.

You continue to sway to the music silently with Levi.

“Levi…” You break the silence between the two of you.

“Yes?” Levi asks with small confusion in his voice.

“What are we?” You ask. Recently, Levi and you have gotten really close. Closer than normal, but it’s a good close. You guys are always with each other, and if you’re not then you’re on the phone. You look forward to seeing him and feel butterflies in your stomach when you see him. You always thought Levi was attractive but you have always been best friends. Now it’s different.

Levi gulps, “I don’t know, honestly. I know we’ve always been best friends but I don’t know about you, but I feel like there’s something different.”

You pull away from his chest and look at him. Yes, something is different. “I think we might be stepping into more than best friends territory, Levi.”

Levi chuckles and you see that grin of his, “Yeah I think so too.”

You stare into each other's eyes for a while feeling the tension grow between the two of you.

“Can I kiss you,” Levi blurts out and breaks the tension.

Your heart skips a beat. You nod, “Yes, you can.”

Levi bends down to reach your lips. When your lips connect there’s an explosion like nothing would ever be able to explain. It feels natural. It feels right. It feels perfect.

You pull away first and the song ends. Your foreheads touching, “Wow,” you whisper.

“I think wow is an understatement,” Levi responds with a small laugh.

Levi guides you away from the dancefloor and holds your hand. You glance down and smile. You look up to him once more and he gives you a small smirk.

Maybe this is the one time that it’s okay to break a pinky promise.

#aot #attack on titan #aot blurb #aot au #aot fandom #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot smut #aot fanart #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi aot #captain levi #levi attack on titan #eren jaeger #eren yeager #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #jean kirstein #reiner braun #bertolt hoover #conny springer #sasha braus #erwin smith #hange zoe #pieck finger

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

OK this idea has been running around in my head for a hot minute and I gotta tell someone.

imagine if when Boo took Alphonse to meet their family, someone made a half assed “it’s not gonna last” joke. Big mistake, because Al knows how deep that cuts with Boo and he’s not letting that shit slide.

Do with this what you will.

It's not gonna last they say...How wrong they were huh?

Alphonse felt his eye twitch at that saying his partner's cousin said. Some of the other family members there gave a half chuckle at it. Some even said how 'Y/N always had high standards' or 'Y/N is difficult so maybe he'll end it?' And his partner, Boo just sat there. Alphonse felt his silver tongue itch to say something slick at the family members or hell point out how their relationships didn't last.

"Fuck off, (cousin name) your partner left because you were a dick and couldn't keep your hands to yourself." Hissing out Boo gave a nasty glare at the cousin who started it all. Alphonse left a snort leave him, causing everyone in the room to look at him.

"Wow a cheater wants to comment on MY relationship. Fuckin wild huh Boo?" The couple looked at each other before bursting out laughing.

"His fuckin stupid ass can't even get a girl no more because she spread it around (his/her/their) campus!" Tears began to flow as both added onto the conversation. The cousin was flustered and throwing insults like a child. Alphonse and Boo left the family gathering talking shit about all the family members that tried to say something about their relationship.

That was months ago, almost a year. Boo was glad Alphonse can match their energy, and even stopped at their favorite fast food place to get them something. They ate in the parking lot on top of the car acting like fools. It was one of Boo's favorite memories of their relation ship with Alphonse. Hearing the door open their pink head boyfriend walked through with bags.

"Guess who got the best fuckin deal at the grocery store? This guy!" Pointing at himself with his thumbs Alphonse gave a big smile. Going to the kitchen he started to pack things away for tomorrow's dinner. Making sure to leave the things out for tonight's dinner as well.

"Hey Boo what sandwich ya want made sure to get your chips as well. 'Cause you got annoyed last time when I didn't." Not hearing a reply Al looked at his quiet partner. "Boo? You good?" Causing Boo to giggle and nod.

"Just realizing that how it wasn't gonna last they said....how wrong they were huh?" Going to their boyfriend Boo hugged him from behind with a big content smile.

"Wait...That thing ya family said? Man fuck them let's enjoy this bomb ass sandwich I made! I'm basically the sandwich master." Proudly exclaiming Alphonse finished Boo's sandwich and started on his own.

#red rants #yuurivoice #yuurivoice alphonse #red answers #red writes

[serxinns]

Teachers Kid pt 2: Meeting the class

Requested by @tell-me-whyyyy-am-i-here

"Ua high.." you thought to yourself while standing in silence staring in wonder at the gate it was so much larger than on TV you kept staring blankly until your dad snapped you out of your thoughts "So are you just gonna keep standing there or are we gonna go in" he teased you did a playful glare at him he chuckled in Respond the two of you want to the gates at the entrance were waiting for a small mouse it had a big scar on his left eye wearing a suit smiling warmly and there was

"Greetings y/n l/n and welcome Ua" He held out his hand as you both shaked "I heard lots of things about you I'm sure you're gonna like it here and your classmates I heard they're eager to meet you" Nezu excitingly said

You smiled excited to be here Aizawa forming a small smile under his scarves glad that the 2 of you were getting along,

You arrived at the classroom you heard a mix of yelling chattering and talking when Aizawa and Nezu walked in 1st everyone stopped what they were doing and it became quiet "Class I would like your attention please we have a new student you'd like to meet" Aziawa motioned you to come here you took a deep breath and walked up to him and Aizawa placed his hand on your shoulder "Class this is y/n Aizawa my child"

"Hi everyone" you lazily smiled brightly waving some of the classmates were blushing most were smiling and waving back "My dad would tell me everything about you all lemme guess your izuku correct?" you pointed at the green haired freckled boy who blushed madly they noticed him?! "y-Yea that's me!" "And your jirou am I correct?" jirou was surprise and blushed as well "Uh yeah nice to meet you" your father was getting a little jealous "Well before they sat down do you have any questions you have 5 mi-"

"do you have sensei's quirk? Or your moms quirk or your dads quirk or both "

"where did you get your good looks from 😏"

"how did you survive being raised by him?!"

"is he your mean grandfather?"

As you were getting bombarded by a bunch of questions by your classmates trying to answer one by one your dad was getting jealous and also mad at the old Questions he doesn't look that old right? (yes yes you do) "Alright class I think you asked enough questions kid go to your seat by the red haired kid right there" Kirishima exictidely raised his hand to signal where you were while the rest of them whined a bit wanting to sit right next to you

At hero training, you were doing stretches and getting ready for the sparing you tsuyu was gonna be ur training partner the two of you were having it out tsuyu managed to get a few hits on you but you were able to tackle and pin her down with ease

"sorry if I went to hard on you" you handed her your extra water bottle tsuyu and started at you what felt like forever admiring you beauty even if you were sweaty she snapped out of her thoughts and took the water bottle "T-Thank you *Kero*" "hey you're that frog girl tsuyu right? Ur quirk is so cool!" tsuyu was literally turning red you were so cute and you called her coll you were gonna kill her before the heat did the two of you began to talk about your favorite interest and hobbies etc the more you and her talked the more interested and obsessed tsuyu became wanting to know you more and more

At lunch, you were walking around to see if there was an empty seat nearby but a bit with a blackbird head motioned you to come sit with them "Wow thanks! You must be tokoyami, Shoji am I right?" the boy was shocked but nodded "Yes I am and this is Dark shadow" a bird-like shadow emerge from behind his back giving you a friendly wave "Heyo! Woah is that the teacher's kid you've been blushing about?" Tokoyami blushed telling Dark Shadow to shut it you chuckled

After that day forwards you met and formed a bond with each of your classmates and some teachers

Kirishima was your hype man he tries to act so tough and cool around you but inside he's a lovesick puppy who always admires you blushing when you're near he always encourages you to follow your dreams he even kept anyting you drop to be pit in his collection

Momo loves to spoil you even without mountains of expensive gifts she always wants to take you out somewhere weather be the mall or somewhere you like it doesn't matter she just wants to be the two of you and if anyone tries to join as well she'll decline at 1st but if you want them too then it's ok just don't expect her to be moody the whole time

Bakugo always tries to tease you and mess with you cause he doesn't know how to show positive feelings toward people so he often messes with you or insults you but not too hard as the other and if anyone even agrees with his insult then he'll threaten them to fuck of the always force you to sit near him whenever your hanging out with the bakusquad saying he doesn't want you to catch his group's "dumbass behavior"

Mina is always clinging onto you wanting to do various activities together whether be nail painting or gossiping she wants to do those with you she's kinda of okay with other class 1a girls wanting to join as well that means she could show off how your hers! (which the girls don't like) if your spending too much time with other students not in the class she'll try to make some excuse like she doesn't know this while pulling you away while glaring at the person

Tokoyami and you get along pretty well due to your laid back and calm deamor so the two of you would occasionally hang out at quiet places sometime will invite shoji as well and of 3 of you would either read book, talk about your interest, or study, tokoyami always have a habit of staring at you while your focusing on something your calm relax expression makes him blush

Sero and you would joke often be laid back and asking dumbass questions to each other while giggling at each other Sero may be a laid back prob the most normal but on the inside dude is possessive, obsessive, and clingy he always wants you to cuddle up onto him and would use the "eh it's fine friends do that" and once you're laying on a chest without a caring dude is just blushing breathing heavily thinking fantasizing all the things he can do to you not caring about the game but if you notice he gets a little too weird he apologies repeatedly embarrassed of himself

Heck even The principal likes you whenever you walk by him he always gives you a warm smile and a gentle wave always hugging you and whenever Aizawa talks about your achievements even if it was small he'll still give you little gifts of his own and praise you for your hard work he would invite you to eat with him in the teachers lougue and the other teachers never question it he even has a photo frame of you which says "Favorite child" he always stares at it so proudly

The present mic would be like a fun uncle making the two of you tease or prank your father one time the two of you swapped his hero suit with a cat onesie, the two of you spammed cat memes and gay memes on his phone endlessly, but the mic is always affection always giving you big hugs if you ever feel sad he's your therapist and tries to cheer you up and if anyone in the school hurts your feelings let's say they're gonna have stacks of homework and a harsh lecture until their ears bleed

The classmates would always argue about who will spend time with who turning it into a whole war war while you just laid back watching it your father would come in and punish them all they whined cause they failed but don't worry they'll impress their darling one day and and your gonna be theirs only theirs

Bonus:

While the class was fighting you ran away to sit and eat lunch with nezu which he was very happy

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A New Baby in Town

“Daddy?….Daddy?” Daniel woke up to soft tapping on his cheek. His princess sitting up on his chest. “Daddy wake.” She began to sniffle and gasp on air. The key sign his two year old was about to burst out crying. “What’s up darling?” he asks right before he yawns and pulls her down into his arms, not even opening his eyes. He was used to Layla crawling into the bed midway through the morning and her demanding cuddles. “Mumma sick. I not like mumma sick.” she whines into his chest. “mhmm” he agrees before realising what his daughter was telling him as he heard you in the bathroom. “Wait what? Baby stay here I’m gonna help mum.” He tells her, passing her a dummy from his side of the table and pushing back her curls as she crawls into the warmth of the spot he was just lying in.

As he walks in he sees a test on the side of the counter and you slumped by the toilet. “I certainly didn’t miss this stage” You tell him. “AHAH we are having another baby!” he shouted before you shushed him. “Babe yes sorry it wasn’t a grand reveal but I feel like shit. Can we not tell Layla yet. She is already so jealous with Isaac, I dread her sharing you with another child in the house.” He nods but still sits beside her on the bathroom floor and pulls her in for a cuddle. “We are having another baby! God I love you,” he says smiling into your neck.

9 months later…

Introducing your daughter to your newest little girl was going to be hard no matter when you did it. She cried on and off for a week when you told her there was a baby coming to the house. Seeking comfort in only Daniel and refusing to speak to you about it. Thankfully, Daniels parents took her for the first couple days so you could get settled and get comfortable feeding a newborn again. But today she was coming home and you still didn’t feel ready. You loved her so so much and were glad she was coming home but her reaction to the newborn was keeping you awake more than the newborn themselves.

“Y/N honey, we are home” You hear Grace come in the front door and strapped your nursing bra back up. Your little girl quietly slid into the living room and stood by the couch. Daniel and Grace coming in behind her, Dan carrying her overnight bags. “Come say hi darling.” You said holding the baby on a pillow on your lap and one hand out to her so she could come sit beside you. She took one look at you and the baby and hid in Daniels leg. “C’mon let’s meet the baby together shall we?” He said bringing her over to sit on his lap beside you. Grace snapped as many pictures as she could from the sofa across from you. Watching her grandchildren meet brought tears to her eyes. Moments like these were precious.

Everyday was a learning curve with two under two. Jealousy was a BIG issue from the first night. Grace was kind enough to cook your whole family dinner before she left. Even sitting down to feed your youngest your oldest girl was still acting very shy. You could hear her talking to Daniel in the kitchen. She’d stuck by his hip since she got back.

“No no baby mummy and baby don’t need space at the table, they can eat on the couch.” He tells his curly haired double. “Why?” She asks through her dummy. Something she had barely let go of since she got home from her grannies. Both you and Daniel thought it might of been a cry for attention but it wasn’t causing her any problems so you left her to use it whenever she wanted. “Cause mummy and sissy need to be comfy so sissy can eat too.” Immediately the toddler burst into tears. Daniel turned from dishing out the dinner to pick up Layla. “What’s wrong beautiful heyyy hey hey calm down” he attempts to soothe her as she spits out her dummy onto the floor and begins nearly screaming into his shoulder.” If Daniel knew anything, it’s that if Layla was crying, you would be crying too. Those damn hormones.

Taking your oldest upstairs, Daniel picked up another dummy on his way and sent you a soft smile as he walked passed the living room door. Just as he expected tears were running down your face. Gently your stroked your youngest’s face. “I swear she likes you bub, she just loves her mummy and daddies attention,” you whisper down at Lily. She pays you no attention back. Her mouth sucking away as her tiny hands grab at your chest and rolled up t-shirt. Wiping your tears, you try and relax into the sofa. You know the stress is no good for the feeding but you just want both your girls to be happy.

“Alright little one tell me what’s going on? hmmm why you so upset with Daddy?” Daniel asks the distraught toddler. Her little legs dangle off the bed as he sits on his knees in front of her. Layla gasps as she tries to cry and talk at the same time. “Just…want my mummy back….daddy wants new baby…I’m not baby.” Sobs racked the entire little girls body and Daniel passed her the dummy he brought up as he picked her back up to soothe her once again. He thought a part of his heart was fully dislodged from his chest. How dare he of let his little girl feel like that. Daniel tried to put Layla back on the bed once she’d calmed down but she clung round his neck and refused. Instead he turned around and sat her on his lap, his arms still around her.

“Hey, let daddy see your pretty face.” Very slowly she retracted from his neck. Her big brown eyes riddled with tears, shiny tracks down her face. Her dummy still firmly in place with only her red cheeks showing either side. “Your mummy and I love you so soooo much little one.” He begins, unsure of where to take the conversation. “Just because sissy is here doesn’t mean we have gone away. Lily just keeps mummy very busy cause she has to eat and drink with mummy. Remember when you ate and drank with mummy?” Layla gave a quick nod of her head. It took you forever to ween Layla so she only stopped feeding about a year ago when she turned two. “You know how much it made you big and strong just like big girl food does now?” Again Layla gave a little nod, one of her thick curls falling only her face. Daniel pushed it back lightly, “So Lily needs to spend lots of time with mummy so she can get big and strong like you did. Then she can play with you when she’s bigger.” Layla looked blankly at her dad. Daniel was unsure what else to say. How could you explain loving children equally to a newly three year old. Until he remembered what Michelle told Isaac. He gave Layla’s forehead a gentle kiss and pulled her in tighter for a cuddle. “You know how you have lots of teddy bears and you love all of them the same? That’s like mummy and daddy with you and Lily. We love you both the very same. But Lily does stinky nappies so we have to help her more so she’s not smelly.” Daniel tried his shot at a joke to lighten the little girls mood. Much to his amusement it works and the little girl giggles. “Will we go see if Lily is stinky for mummy?” Layla sneaks her head out and nods once more.

Standing up, still holding his now exhausted princess, he makes his way downstairs. Your lying on the couch, finally getting a break while Lily sleeps in her basket to your left. “Hi babygirl, you okay?” you ask as Layla reaches for you out of Daniels arms. “Careful baby mummy is still-” “it’s okay mummy is fine. Very happy to see her big girl. Mummy wants all the cuddles cause daddy has had loads. Greedy daddy.” you say squeezing her as you speak. Giggling loudly she says “silly mummy.” Daniel knows you just don’t want her to feel rejected by you, so ignoring how uncomfortable it was sitting right would have to suffice.

“Daniel…Daniel” you say throwing a muslin at him. “Dan wake up babe.” He leans forward off the sofa which you all appear to have fallen asleep on after watching an episode or two of paw patrol while Layla caught you up on the nursery drama and art projects. “Lily is about to fuss but Layla is fast asleep can you take her before she wakes up.” Daniel nods sleepily. “Cmere princess” He says lifting her off you and she quickly snuggles into his arms. You pick up Lily and begin feeding her before she gets the chance to cry. Dan and you smile at each other through the dim lighting of the living room. “We are gonna get pretty good at this double the trouble stuff” you whisper at him. “Just wait till we are outnumbered. We need that boy, darling.” Daniel winks back at you, a hand sliding up and down your thigh. “In your dreamiest of dreams Ricciardo. Not for at least another 2 years.” “Oh yeah cause Lily was planned” He rolls his eyes and you gently slap the shoulder Layla’s head isn’t on. “I don’t know if your sperm can create boys Riccy” You joke at him and move to burp Lily. “My sperm are perfectly capable of making boys thank you very much and in 1 year 11 months and 28 days i’ll prove that.” You giggle and his stupidity and shake your head. “I never thought i’d be sitting on this couch talking about your sperms’ capability while holding our two children.” Daniel laughs loudly then covers his mouth checking quickly he hasn’t woken either of his babies. Sliding closer to you, her puts and arm around you. “I love you, thank you for your capabilities of growing them.” You make a disgusted face but kiss him softly none the less. Leaning your head on his shoulder and enjoying a moment of reflection and silence.

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I LOVE YOUR WORK!!!

can i request kylian x reader where they met through common friends and kylian started dating her just to make his ex h jealous but reader has trust issues like she had a bad childhood (you can write anything you want like her parents were violent or she hurt herself you can choose) and she opens up to kylian but eventually she finds out he was just using her? no happy ending please!! thank you so much!

This was hard to write but somehow I made it!

kylian mbappe x reader

TW: violence, child abuse, domestic abuse, suicide

If you’re sensitive I recommend to skip this story, it contains strong topics!!

Why not me?

You have no idea how your best friend managed to get you both into a private party in Paris but somehow she did it. She was your best friend or, your only friend, it depended on points of view. You were just glad of having someone in your life again, after being alone for so many years you were thankful you found someone like her.

So here you were, both of you sitting on a black leather couch sipping champagne and eating some snacks while people danced around you. You never liked clubs or parties, they always made you so uncomfortable, too much alcohol, loud music, people dancing and sweating, it just wasn’t your thing but you made a sacrifice when she asked you to go with her to this exclusive club in Paris. It was actually really expensive and you still had no idea how she got free tickets. One moment you were both sitting there drinking and talking with each other and the next moment you saw her going towards someone you had no idea of who he was.

It all came to mind when you saw her speaking with the one and only Neymar. The way they were talking and the way he was holding her you knew something was going on with them. Not love probably, you knew how she acted when she was in love, but maybe lust and passion and simply attraction? As long as she’s happy and consensual, you’re happy too!

Just a few minutes later she introduced you to Neymar, who introduced you to the rest of the team. You were kinda started to feeling uncomfortable with all of those people so you excused yourself and left the dance floor.

“Not a fan of loud music?” a voice came behind you. It was the one and only Kylian Mbappè, the guy you met earlier.

“Not at all” you joked and he laughed too.

“Would you like to go somewhere calmer?” he asked and you had no idea of what to say. Yes you were attracted to him but still, you met him ten minutes ago and due to your past you never trusted people so easily.

“Like where?” you asked and he kinda sensed your discomfort.

“Around Paris? My place? Your place? Mc Donald?” he asked you laughing and you smiled at him.

“Paris sounds nice…” you said and he agreed. You simply texted your best friend telling her you had left with Kylian.

He took you around Paris and that night you became close friends. After a few weeks he confessed his love for you and you did the same, you fell in love with him the night you met but you were to scared to tell him.

You’ve been dating for three months now, not much but you were slowly getting to know each other. He was very patient with you and you were very grateful for.

He never pushed you to do anything you didn’t want and he always made sure you were safe. He really cared for you.

One day you were at his place, casually watching some TV while you were both laid on the couch. He noticed a long scar on the back of your neck but the didn’t want to say anything about it in case it made you uncomfortable but curiosity was killing him.

“Y/n can I ask you something?” he asked and you turned to face him.

“Sure”you simply replied.

“You’ve never told me about your past…you know everything about me and still I don’t know anything about you, like do you have siblings? Did you live all of your life here in Paris?” he asked and you tensed a bit. He didn’t mean to sound rude, he was right, he knew nothing about you while you even knew what was his brother’s favorite dish or his mum’s favorite color.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable…” he apologised the moment he saw you weren’t answering.

“No it’s fine…no, I don’t have any siblings and I moved to Paris once I turned eighteen, right after high school…” you spoke, your eyes never meeting his “…I didn’t have…my parents were bad people, my whole family never cared…” you started to explain him but it was hard for you to find the right words without scaring him or sounding broken “…my dad cheated on my mum with his secretary and when my mom found out she went insane…she was never home, always spending my dad’s money in alcohol and when my dad found out he threw her out…that was the last time I saw her, she never came back looking for me…I thought I could be happy with my father but when his new girlfriend moved into our home things became worse…” you took a deep breath not knowing if you were ready to tell him the whole story “his new girlfriend tried to make my life a living hell, stealing money from his pocket and blaming me, breaking things in the house and blaming me, she didn’t want me there and she tried to kick me out and even if I tried to explain my dad what was going on he never believed me, always saying it was my fault and that I needed to behave…” you let a few tears fall but you quickly wiped them “when I was sixteen my dad got tired of the chaos going on in his house so he became more violent, only with me…I got used of being greeted by slaps instead of hugs and kisses but one night things got worse…I was just minding my business in the living room when suddenly he got home mad because his girlfriend stole his credits card while at work, he took all of his anger out on me…” you stopped a moment before continuing, it hurt you to remember “he punched me so hard I fainted twice…I remember screaming for help and even if the neighbours heard no one ever came…he threw a glass on my back, that’s the scar…I remember laying there all night in my own blood since the morning came, no one ever came to help me…it was to hard for me to stay there but I had nowhere to go…but after that night things seemed to be better, my dad used to get mad at me less times but still, when it happened it hurt so bad that I felt like dying was the only solution…” you showed Kylian the faded scars on your wrist and he looked at you with so much pain that you swore he almost felt guilty for everything you have been through.

“One night I tried to kill myself, only for my dad to find out and call and ambulance…but I really really wished I died that night…” you broke down crying and Kylian took you in his lap, his arms around your body keeping you close “I thought things got better when I moved here in Paris, I fell in love with a boy, Jack, he seemed nice and all but I made the mistake to trust him so much to telling him all of my story only to find out he told his friends and they joked about it everytime they saw me…they would say things like ‘try again, the second time is better’ or ‘broken girl, broken family, daddy issues’ they kept joking about it and Jack never stopped them. When I confronted about it he said it wasn’t a big deal and that some people got it worse…that night we broke up…I trusted him, I trusted him with telling him about my past and he simply didn’t care…” you looked at Kylian and he softly kissed your forehead “the only person who knows about it now it’s my best friend, she never judged me, never made jokes or laughed about it…and you now…” you finished and Kylian looked stunned.

“I wished I could have protected you…” he hugged you and held you close, leaving some kisses into your neck and collarbone “you’re too kind for this world, we don’t deserve you…” he said and you laughed.

Kylian held you close all night after you told him about your past, almost too scared you would break.

You were now five months into the relationship and you never felt so happy in your life.

You had the whole weekend planned since Kylian didn’t have any games and you were going to tell him your idea when you heard him speaking to someone on the phone. You knew you shouldn’t have listened but your instinct told you to stop and listen the whole conversation.

“I don’t know man…I don’t know what to do…” he said and even if you didn’t hear what the other person was saying you recognized Neymar’s voice immediately “I really care about her, I do…she’s nice and she takes care of me and I think I have feelings for her, fuck I really do have feelings for her but this wasn’t the plan…” he said and even if you were on the verge of tears you stopped and listened to what he was saying “I still love her, Iwanted to make Rose jealous, I wanted her to come back to me and we’ve been texting for the past days but I don’t know…I really wanted Rose back but now I don’t know what to do…” Kylian said but stopped when he heard noises coming from his door “shit man I have to go” he said hanging up.

You tried to leave the home but Kylian stopped you.

“Y/n please let me explain…” he begged you.

“Explain what? That I was just a plan to make your ex jealous? That you just used me? That you don’t care about me or my feelings?” you said completely crying.

“It’s not that I swear…I love you y/n, shit, I do really love you but I realised it when it was too late…please don’t ruin everything for this…” he said and you couldn’t believe your ears.

“Me? Ruin everything? You did it the moment you said you still loved your ex…fuck I can’t believe I was so stupid to believe someone could ever like me…you know what? Forget about everything, forget about what I told you, forget these past months and forget about me. You got what you wanted right? She texted you back so you won…” you said crying but he wouldn’t leave your arm.

“No y/n you have to believe me…I love you, I do…Yes I used you to get back to my ex but now I don’t care about her, I don’t, please baby…I’m so sorry…” he said almost crying. You had enough. You had enough of people who constantly used you and treated you bad.

“No I’m sorry for opening up to you, to tell you everything about my life, to have trusted you because I really trusted you Kylian…I can’t believe this is happening but…we’re done Kylian, I can’t do it…I really can’t…” you said going to grab your jacket and purse.

“What? No no y/n you can’t say this…I made a huge mistake but I can’t lose you, I know I’m a dickhead I know but I can’t lose you please…scream at me, punch me, spit in my face, tell me how much you hate me but please don’t leave” Kylian said, realising too late that he had fallen in love with you and that he just screwed up everything. He just lost you over a stupid idea he got when he saw his ex hanging around in Paris with some models, he got jealous and he knew he wanted to make her jealous too but he fell in love with you. Definitely not his plan.

“It’s too late Kylian…I’m sorry this is how it went…but you used me and hurt me and made me feel like I wasn’t enough…I need to focus more on myself and you can’t be a part in this…but I do really hope you and Rose have a nice life…” you said leaving his apartment. You heard him screaming your name but you couldn’t look back.

Instead you got into your car and started wondering what was wrong with you. “Why couldn’t people love me? Why not me? Why can’t I be loved?” you thought while driving back home.

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Conversing | Tim Bradford | The Rookie

Act One | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18

Damian Barrett moved the coins in his hands, rattling them back and forth as he waited for the seconds as they passed. He had been instructed to call at exactly 17:47, not a second sooner or late. He was to say a few words and hang-up. The call had to be short, and from a payphone. The Instructions had been very clear, he had no margin for error. 

He looked down to his cracked watch for the third time this minute, he only had 30 more seconds. His heart was pounding in his chest, so much so he could hear every thump after thump after thump. Taking a deep breath, he counted a few more seconds before slotting the coins, one by one, into the payphone and dialling the number he had memorised weeks ago.

He listened as the phone rang once, twice, three times before the recipient answered. “Hello, Damian. I am so glad to hear from you, and at the correct time too. Good boy.”

“I was arrested earlier, one of the cops, some girl detective or whatever, recognised my snake.” He said gruffly, trying to keep his voice quiet in such a public setting.

“And…?” The voice rang out, satisfied at the report so far.

“She seemed thrown off by it. Then they let me go, no charge.”

The voice laughed softly, so much so Damian wasn’t sure he had heard it. “Excellent. You did well.”

“Is that all you wanted from me? Are we even yet?” He snapped. 

Damian had been in business with the person behind the voice for a while. He had never seen their face or even learnt their first name. He was desperate one day when his phone rang, he took the offer, forever debiting himself to the faceless voice.

“Not quite,” The voice said before pausing for a moment. Damian nearly hung up the phone when they began to speak again. “Although, if you want to pay off some more of that debt, I have another job for you, relatively easy.”

“Easy?” He snapped, “Nothing is easy with you! I’ve just been arrested, and youre saying whatever comes next is easy.”

“Calm yourself, or I won’t be so nice next time. You’ve seen what happens when I decide that I want someone gone. It’s why I enlisted you of course. Besides, a child could do this job.”

Damian leant his head back, cursing everything he could think of. “Fine. What is it.”

“I need you to mail me something…”

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The payphone was found destroyed in the morning, the machine was smashed to bits. Local CCTV placed a hooded man waiting there for nearly half hour before taking a short phone call. 

It didn't take long for the case to wind up on Detective Bradford’s desk. Opening the file, her eyes cast down to the images captured by the surveillance camera. It was a little blurred, but once she focussed into the details, it was unmissable. A snake tattoo with bright red eyes.

Swiftly, she grabbed the file and images, weaving throughout the bull pen to Lopez’s desk. It took some restraint not to slam it down.

“Hey, I think we were right to be concerned about Barret.” She opened the file again, letting Angela look inside, “This wasn't long after he left here.”

Lopez picked up the file, flipping through the pages as (Y/N) had done only a few moments prior. “I think we need to go to Grey, this should be added to the reports. But that phone is smashed, you do know that we will have no record of anything dialled from there? It’s another loose end.”

“Yeah, I know, but it is something, more than we had at least.”

“It’s something to watch out for.”

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The crinkled paper felt familiarly rough under her fingers as she ran them along the pages. Ideally she wouldn’t have had to read books in such disrepair but you do not get many luxuries in prison, so she would take what she could get. Placing the book down, the prisoner sighed, laying down in her bed. 

She didn’t need a clock to know what the time was, she had spent years observing the routines of the days and the movements of the guards. She could practically tell what they ate for lunch at this point. It was a simple way to keep her mind occupied, death row wasn’t full of mental stimulation after all. She knew that in less than four minutes a guard, most likely Donovan, would be coming round with mail that had been pre read and searched for any kind of threat. 

They couldn’t be blamed, if anything she found it adorable. Their pathetic attempts to stop her communicating with the outside world. The prison should have known about her contraband phone and stationary, she did make it far too obvious after all. But then again, if someone doesn’t want to see something, it has a slight habit of not being noticeable. 

Two minutes. 

She could tell by the sound of the cart entering the corridor. It was a creaky old thing, one of the wheels tended to spin away from the others, making an awful screech when it was turned. It was a shame the prison was too cheap for a can of WD-40. It would’ve made her predictions a tad more challenging. 

Thirty seconds. 

She sat up again, straightening out the bright orange prison uniform she wore. She had always taken pride in her appearance and the uniform made no dent in that. Power was exerted from looks, and she would be damned if she didn’t keep a firm hold of the power. 

Ten seconds. 

Slowly she stood up, stretching her arms out, waiting for the door hatch to open

Five seconds... 

…four…

…three…

…two

The hatch slammed open, a parcel of torn open letters shoved through. As she had predicted, the voice of guard Donovan rang out before the hatch slammed shut again. “Rosalind Dyer, mail call.”

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Hello, can you do a one shot or fic (your choice) where Y/n is Henry Emily's daughter and has an affair with William Afton? (she is of legal age, of course) I know it's wrong, but I've been thinking about it lately...

Either way, don't feel pressured to do this :) just do it if you feel comfortable! 💞

(If the text is strange it's because I don't speak English, I'm Brazilian and I use Google's Tumblr which automatically translates for me.)

William Afton x Reader -> Don't Tell Dad

(A/N: Ooh this is a good idea, I'm here for it!!! Now due to rules this isn't going to be smutty BUT I want to play on the dynamic of it :D And join in the brainrot of Afton being a goofy goober to Reader, we're all deep in it. Note: Reader is 18, because it's fucked in all other ways why not put in some great age difference and power imbalances ;) Also for context, this is after Henry kicked William out of the business and cut contact due to the death of his other daughter. (Ps. Your English translation is great! Glad to have you pop in!))

WARNINGS: implied dubcon if you squint (Afton's a bit manipulative about what he wants and due to the age difference consent is a bit dubious), big age difference, power imbalance, yandere themes/behaviours, violence, William is a warning himself, misogyny, Reader thinks it's hot William killed her sister because of the power, etc.

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Henry looked at his daughter, ever since she turned eighteen she had been acting differently. He assumed it was just a phase where she was exploring herself as a now woman, trying to decide what she wanted to do in life, where her path was headed. She had already been a bit of a partier in high school, doing more and more outrageous things to get his attention when the death of his daughter Charlie and the peril William had put his business into. Thankfully for them both that was behind him, the Afton family and were long since behind him.

"Where are you off to?" He asks, leaning in her doorway, unable to suppress pride about how she had turned her life around and became a wonderful young woman.

"Career counselling, remember?"

"Oh that's right." He had forgotten she had started going to a professional counsellor, she was taking her future seriously, so seriously she was going every week for advice. All of her poor life choices up until now she had regretted and was doing the most to make the right. "What's his name again?"

"Steve Raglan." She applies her lipstick, always making sure to look her best.

"Any useful advice?"

"Yeah, now I've got to go Dad, I'll see you later."

He doesn't get another word in as she hurries out the door, most likely late, a bad habit of hers. Gosh he was so proud of how grown up she was.

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William admired his work with his new client, as she got off his desk, knees still weak from being bent over it for the past hour and dripping. She knew who he was, what he was, there were no secrets between them, just something raw and primal. He had admitted to killing Charlie, expect her to scream in horror, instead she had looked at him with awe, impressed by his power and authority. That alone had made him look twice at the child from his long since hated but not forgotten business partner.

They were nothing serious by any means, he had come to understand she was a whore who just liked to bounce on dick. However he had convinced her that she would only be on his. In truth, he wasn't giving her career advice, he didn't want her to have one. Strung out as his bimbo wife was the end goal, barefoot and pregnant through all of her twenties. Although the secrecy was getting to him, he wanted to see Henry's face as his precious little girl, the only one he had left, was reduced to a bimbo by his worst enemy.

Which is why it started with different suggestions as things progressed, they went from his office, his car, her car, her garage, until finally her living room when Henry was away. Every time he tried to leave evidence of him being there, to make Henry torture his mind with suspicion. But the little doll always made sure everything was thoroughly cleaned.

Until one day she miscalculated how long it would take for Henry to make it across town and back.

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Henry was horrified, even after all these years he recognized him. The man who murdered his child got away with it and many other horrible crimes. And here was his only living child working to please that same heinous man.

"Get away from him!" He screams. "What did he threaten you with to make you do this!?"

She stares at him blankly, unsure of what to say.

"Go on dear, tell your dear old dad why you chose to do this." William taunts with a grin.

"I wanted to- willingly, no blackmail or anything-"

Henry seems dumbfounded. "Why?"

"Because, out of all the guys I've been with he's...special."

"Do you know what he did!? He murdered your sister! And countless other children and got away with it! Poor little Charlie rotting in a gutter because he had the whim to kill her! Did you know that!?"

When she remains silent, looking at the ground, his eyes widen in horror and disbelief as it clicks for him.

"Oh no..oh no no, you knew!? And you still think he's special!? How could you think that!?"

"I just do, alright!? And I'm going to keep being with him! I'm an adult now Dad I can do what I want!"

"No you will not, I'm calling the police."

"Go ahead Henry. But William Afton is legally dead, my name is Steve Raglan. I'll sue you for defamation of character."

"You think you can spit in my face like this and get away with it?"

William shrugs. "Yeah kind of."

"Get out of my house."

"Dad-"

"No! Enough out of you, get out of my house William!"

He stands to leave, a smug smirk on his face. "Fine fine, I'm going."

Henry watches with shock and sadness as his daughter rushes to William's side.

"Then I'm going with him."

"Are you serious? You would leave everything for the man who murdered your sister?"

"Yes, I love him and I'm not going to let you get in the way of it."

Anger boils up in him. "Then leave! Never come back! If you could betray this family like this then I don't want you here!"

Her eyes fill with angry determination as she follows William out, leaving Henry to stand there and wonder where it all went wrong.

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[generalhumancloudalmond]

Part 1: Tea

Part 2: Frindship

Ending 2: Red lycoris

...

White lilies

Platonic!Yandere!Atsushi x Child!Fem!Reader x Platonic!Yandere!Dazai

"I can't believe you did this on purpose, for my sake..."

Covering his face with his hands, Atsushi didn't even look at you, but from his reddened ear tips, you could tell that he was experiencing very strong emotions right now. And all because of you. When he was kicked out from orphanage, you voluntarily go with him.

"Well, actually, you were the only one who protected and helped me in the orphanage, and I just can't cope there without you, so you shouldn't make a selfless act out of it. But I don't know what we should do now either..."

"I'll rob someone!"

A sudden offer made you giggle because you knew he couldn't do something like that.

"Okay... Then I'll go through the trash cans, in case you don't succeed... Let's meet at that battered building then."

"Alright."

Atsushi smiled at you, mentally glad that you weren't angry or judging him for that cruel offer to rob someone. However, now he was very worried that he wouldn't be able to fulfill what was said and, frankly, he would like to rummage in the trash with you, but now he can't give a back. If you can find food and he can find money, then you can spend the night in a nicer place than on the street.

If you only knew that Atsushi would run into Dazai...

"I don't think it's a good idea to wait for the tiger here..."

"Why is that?"

"Because Y/n and I agreed to meet here and it would be bad if..."

"Atsushi, stop. I'll take care of everything."

Or rather, he have already taken care of it.

Footsteps sounded. The detective immediately slammed the book shut, and the boy shuddered. Atsushi wanted to shout for you to run away, but Dazai stopped him, gesturing for silence and staying put. Osamu left, leaving the boy shivering with thrill, fear and cold. He's waiting for the detective to bring you or give you a place to hide tonight. However, instead, he hears a crash and your cry calling to run.

This was tiger understands Atsushi. He would have run away, but the fear for your life is greater than for his own. He's the bait, he brought the tiger. It's all his fault and not yours. Approaching the place, the boy begins to get angrier at himself, tears run down his face. And with every step he hears more and more clearly the roar of an angry tiger.

Dazai jumped out at you from behind, hugging you tightly, he didn't let you move an inch. He put so much effort into hiding you from the mafia, from Mori, even faked your death to discourage the underground organization from looking for you, that now he simply couldn't believe that his whole plan had come true.

"Y/n, my sister."

Dazai buries his nose in your hair, saying something about how much he missed you and how glad it's over. You only think about Atsushi and the mafia that Dazai is in. He'll kill him if he finds out about tiger. Abruptly, you hit the detective on the jaw with your own head. Out of surprise, he lets you go and you stumble dropping some junk.

"Atsushi run!"

A white tiger with a loud roar jumped out right in front of you and looked at Dazai with predatory eyes, covering you with his body.

"And you're faster than I thought. But why don't you attack?"

The animal didn't move, only growled harder, calling for a stop.

"Did you really decide to go on the defensive to protect my Y/n from me?"

The animal's patience is over. The white fur of the tiger stood on end, the pupils, covered with a veil of hatred and anger, narrowed even more, and drool poured out of the gaping mouth. You and Dazai knew that tiger would lose. The tiger is the embodiment of an ability, a useless weapon that doesn't work on Dazai.

You had to do something. You didn't want to lose either Atsushi, who constantly supported you and was by your side, or tiger, who made a rustle on other children and in the orphanage was able to become not only the shadow of his user, but yours too. At the same time, neither the tiger nor, of course, Atsushi have ever wounded anyone. That's probably why both of you stayed at the orphanage for so long.

"Ability: no longer human."

"Wait!"

Too late. The tiger disappeared, leaving its user disarmed. Dazai smiled at you with his kindest smile. He doesn't see anything bad in Atsushi that could harm you, on the contrary, this boy can become very useful if the mafia finds out about you. He just needs a little training. And as for your good attitude towards him, now then Dazai is in the agency, he has every chance to return it.

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