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callofdudes · 6 months

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Hiya! How are you doing? Hope you doing okay. Btw, if you have time, can I request TF141 with Fem! Reader who is emotionless. The men’s went to visit Y/n place for her birthday but they heard loud bark in her house. When Y/n open the door the men’s are pin down by a lot of puppies. They though she has scary dog only to meet cute puppies. Imagine when the men’s see Y/n cuddle/hanging out with her puppies and she her smile a bit during her birthday they be like ‘Dammit! So cute!’ And almost faint seeing the light above of her like an angel.

Thank you for being so patient anon, I'm trying to get these done, ahh!

Simon "Ghost" Riley

Ghost is pretty used to how you act on base, and while he doesn't exactly trust the whole emotionless thing (that's his thing, back off his permanent emo phase) he does give you space and respect you.

So much so when you invited him to come over after a long mission needing a break from life, he just decided to except. To hell with it, at least he knew you wouldn't bother him.

And plus, it was your birthday in a couple days so what was the real harm in saying no??

So he shows up with his bags a couple days later, not expecting anything special until he rang the doorbell.

Now.

Simon.

Loves.

Dogs.

There are few things he loves more in this world than tea, arson, and dogs. So when he hears a bunch of barking he rightfully assumes you have a dog, unless you just have that playing to scars people, which he wouldn't put it past you.

You come to the door, struggling to open it before he's bombarded at the glass screen, seeing a bunch of tiny puppies jumping and wagging their little tails in excitement to meet a new person.

And Simon nearly dies of how utterly fucking cute that is. You open the door and their jumping at his legs, yipping as he comes in and puts down his bag, on their little legs rushing to sniff the new item in the home.

"Sorry about them." You apologize.

Simon shrugs, melting. "That's alright."

The puppies are pretty adorable, one of them even wants to sleep on his bed with him. And Simon gets used to them, pulling them into his lap and stroking them, cradling them, occasionally following you when you take them for walks.

But when you're both sitting in the living room, Simon scrolling through his phone and you on the TV. He can't help looking over and seeing two of them curled up on your lap and passed out. The others all snuggled close as you barely cling on to the TV remote.

He stares, lip turning up slightly under his mask, seeing how cute the scene was. It was pretty damn adorable.

And he's going to miss those puppies when he goes home. But now he has a nes perspective on you as well. He knows you're gentle.

You pretend not to have emotions, and in your line of work he understood, but he saw the gentle side of you. The nurturer, even if it was too a bunch of cute puppies.

Also.

Let him see your puppies again.

Please.

He's begging you.

John "Soap" MacTavish

Now, Johnny probably would have declined your offer to stay at your house if he knew you had dogs. Johnny hates dogs, and is not afraid to kick one on the spot.

But you wanted to throw a party for your birthday and he couldn't just.. decline to go to your birthday. That was horrible, he was invited, he had to go!

He doesn't want to be cruel to dogs or go out of his way, but they scare him. And he doesn't like being near them.

He grabbed his bag and knocked on your door, immediately tensing when he heard the sound of yips coming toward the door.

Please don't let it be a big dog, please don't let it be a big dog.

You rushed to the door, struggling to open it and Johnny was suddenly swarmed by tiny puppers.

He tensed a little and you apologized, herding them back inside and letting Johnny in. Luckily they were distracted by the scent on his bag long enough he could make it to the living room.

"Sorry about that, should have told you."

"Oh ah, no no that's alright..."

He chuckles softly as the puppies get excited from the new guest, some scrambling to hop into his lap when he sits down and you have to gently remove them from him so he can get settled.

You smile softly as you pull them off and gently, lovingly scold them on crawling all over him. He can't help a little smile when you pick one up, drawing the rest to follow you to the couch.

You flop down, tossing Johnny the remote as the puppies crawl up to you, yipping and snuggling up.

Johnny puts on some YouTube video for experimental slow motion capture explosions for a bit.

Eventually looking over to see if you're even interested, only to see you passed out on the couch with the puppies all curled up.

He watched, smiling softly seeing you so relaxed. You were gentle and kind and now you were soft, all curled up like the world was calm. He grabbed the throw blanket and gently laid it over you, turning off the TV.

One of the pups squirmed out from under your arm, yipping as he moved to the stairs. Johnny shushed the pup softly so you could continue to sleep and he headed down to his room.

You were pretty cute like that, all curled up with a bunch of puppies.

Just... It might not be as cute when they get bigger.

But for now, absolutely adorable.

And now he thinks he might try to get you to open up a little more. Because clearly you aren't simply what you want to be seen as. And he wants to know you. That gentleness he saw that day with your puppies.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Kyle doesn't feel any which way about either animal. He's slightly more of a cat person but would say he likes cats and dogs equally.

He didn't really have any particular thoughts about you either. You were on the team, you got the job done, and that was good. You were quiet, like Ghost, and that was something he could appreciate.

He might have declined the offer to stay over, but it was you'd birthday and you had offered. And what's a week in someone else's home he didn't have to worry about rent and resources? (Gaz math)

So he found himself at your doorstep with really not much idea of what to expect. He didn't think much of it when he rang the doorbell and heard a bunch of yips and little barks.

You must have dogs. Or puppies from the sounds of it.

And he was right, looking down as you opened the door, seeing puppies skittering around and wiggling excitedly. You opened the door, nodding to Kyle, who nodded back.

"Sorry about them, off." You commanded, helping Kyle to put his bag down on the kitchen chair. He watched the puppies dance around between and around his feet.

"That's a lot of puppies." He put his hands in his pockets.

"And I love them all." You smiled softly, cooing them over to the couch. Kyle watched all of them waddle over, yipping and scrambling to get up into the couch.

You curled up in a blanket with them all, one of them staying back to sniff Kyle's pantleg and nibble on it a little.

Kyle watched the little puppy, bending down to pick him up and felt his soft coat. He was very cute puppy, very light too.

"They are beautiful... What breed??" He looked up, noticing your eyes were closed. The light from your blinds casting on you in just a way he could tell it had been a long day.

He smiles softly, thinking how cute it was paired with your earlier words.

He attempted to put the one puppy down but it scrambled back, following him as he took your advice and also went to pass out for a nap.

Eventually waking up with that same pup curled up with him. He went upstairs to see you still sleeping, and he couldn't help thinking it cute s second time.

You were soft, gentle with the small animals. So comfortable with them. He couldn't stop s small smile. So this was the real y/n... He'd like to see more of you.

And he thinks your puppies are adorable.

John Price

Price is like Kyle in that he doesn't really prefer one species over the other, he vibes with both. Though he's leaning more dog person.

You on the other hand, your skill alone is what got you on the team. Price wishes you would be less 'emotionless' and try to open up even a smidge to the others. Even a little bit of teamwork can lead to a lot of success and smoothness.

But oh hell he picked you all...

That's what he couldn't help thinking as he drove down to your house for your birthday. It was mid leave and Price was headed over to celebrate the day with you and make sure you wouldn't be alone.

Showing up at your door, he didn't his little dad shoulder roll and knocked. When he got no response he rang the doorbell, immediately hearing loud barking and yipping.

His eyebrows raised slightly. He didn't take you for a dog person. Unless he's at the wrong house, in that case, fuck him.

But he's reassured it's you when you open the door, giving him a half a smile for effort. "Captain, sorry, I was trying to put them away."

Price chuckles when the small puppies jump up at his legs and run around him, smelling all the new smells on him.

"That's quite alright."

You open the door further and let him inside. Price steps in, the small puppies yipping and jumping. You try to gently scold them off but Price doesn't react, letting them do their thing.

"Sorry, I can make you tea, we can sit down??"

Price nodded. "That sounds lovely actually, thank you."

You nod, grabbing out two cups and getting the kettle ready.

You two pass time talking until you get to the couch, Price crossing a leg over, one of the pups hopping up into his lap, yipping at him and snuggling up to his stomach.

Price can't help chuckling again as you talk. The rest of the puppies curl up with you, you'd arms wrapping around them all, trying to squeeze your love gently into their tiny bodies.

The quietness somehow seeping in along the way until Price looks up from petting the small puppy to see you nodding off against the arm rest.

The sun through the window hits you nicely and Price sighs softly. Seeing how tired you looked, how gentle you were.

Price always knew it, he knew the soft soul under those faces. And now he saw it, seeing how utterly adorable you were curled up with your puppies.

He walks over, setting down the pup from his lap against you, having a feeling he'd feel better there.

He pulls the throw blanket over you, rubbing your arm gently. Guess he's making dinner to give back for making him tea.

He looked back into the living room, seeing you still passed out. Maybe, with some more work he can get you to open to him. He liked seeing you so cuddly up.

You were so gosh darn adorable, almost as adorable as the puppies themselves.

(sorry it's short, it's late and I wanted to at least get something out, blep.)

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skz317cb97 · 1 year

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Two Can Play

Minho x Female reader

Word count: 1K

Synopsis: Movie night with Minho takes an unexpected turn when Minho insists on teasing you and you insist on getting him back.

A/N: 18+ ONLY! This is just some quick dirty Minho smut. (Who would've known when I wrote this what it all would become 🤭😅) As always warnings and smut below the cut! 1/8

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Swearing/strong language, dirty talk, spanking, fingering, cum eating, praise (good girl/kitten) slight MC sub/Minho dom dynamic (if you squint). I think that's all but do tell me if I missed something and I'll add it asap!

A movie night with Minho. Well it was supposed to be movie night with all of the guys but Chan and Jisung went to the studio to do some work, Changbin went to the gym, Hyunjin and Felix decided to go out for dinner and Jeongin and Seungmin went to a gaming café. So movie night with the guys turned into movie night with Minho. You didn’t mind, you and Minho didn’t get much alone time so it was nice to have a little time just the two of you. Horror movies were the genre of choice since it was only you two. It was both your favorite. The one you were watching was pretty scary, a scene came up where one of the characters was being chased by the crazed killer and tripped. It made you jump and Minho of course notice.

“Is it too scary for you? Should I put on Barney and Friends instead?” You pushed him.

“It just caught me off guard jerk. I’m not scared.” Minho scrunched his face and nodded at you cutely.

“You cover your eyes baby and I’ll tell you when the bad man is gone.” You ignored the fact that he called you baby and the way it made you feel. You pushed him again, a little harder and you felt how toned his arms had gotten lately.

“Oh shut up and scoot over you’re taking up the whole couch.” Minho looked at the couch and then at you.

“You have plenty of room.” You stuck your tongue out like an adult.

“No I wanna stretch my legs and you’re sitting in the middle, scoot!” Minho stretched his arms up and his legs out like a tired kitty cat and relaxed back with his hands behind his head.

“No I’m quite comfortable where I’m at thank you.”

“MIN-”

“Shhh I’m trying to watch this.” He said focusing on the tv. Fine two can play this game. You stretched out and laid tummy down across Minho’s lap. You propped your head up, your ass pushed up a little from the position you were in. Your shorts had ridden up a bit while you had been sitting and now the curve of the bottom of your ass cheeks were poking out from them. Minho froze for a second but then relaxed and his arms came to rest on the back of the couch.

“Is this you telling me you need a spanking?” His voice was playful but laced with something else. It made you wet and you clenched and Minho of course noticed that.

“You have been being a bad kitty.” Minho laid a firm smack to your ass and you let out a little squeak. You could feel your panties sticking to you now.

“MI-” Smack. Fuck if he kept at it you were going to drip down his legs. You moaned out.

“Shh. I told you I was trying to watch this didn’t I?” You wiggled your ass a little at him and he smacked it again. This time you only made a little noise.

“And you just had to be a brat.” He smacked again and you moan softly. His hands rested on your ass cheeks and gently rubbed the abused flesh.

“Good girl.” One of Minho’s hands traced down the swell of your ass and his fingers slid between your legs. He felt just how wet you were from his spanking and wasted no time pulling your shorts and panties over. Minho traced his fingers through your slick folds and teased your clit making you jump. His other had still on your ass, rubbed gently as continued to circle his finger slowly and gently around your clit. Enough to feel good but not enough to get anything from it. Typical tease you thought. Then as if he read your mind, two of Minho’s fingers slid inside you and you moaned louder. It felt so good to feel them inside you after all that spanking and teasing. Minho hummed a little and started pumping his fingers deeper, faster. His thumb rested against your clit adding just enough pressure and his other hand still massaged your ass while Minho finger fucked you bent over his lap. If any of the guys came home right now there would be no hiding or denying what was going on. You whined a little and Minho cooed at you.

“Do you wanna cum kitten?” He curled his fingers and rubbed as he pushed in and out of your dripping cunt. He spread your ass so he could see what he was doing to you better and asked again.

“I asked you a question baby, do you wanna cum?” You nodded as you caught your breath to reply.

“Yes! Please!” Minho wasn’t satisfied.

“Oh you can do better than that.” He started to slow down and you spoke up quickly.

“Yes! Please! Make me cum! Please!” Minho hummed in delight.

“That’s a good girl. Okay baby, when you feel it, let go for me.” You nodded and Minho started fingering you hard and deep again, rubbing your clit with his thumb and you could feel your climax fast approaching.

“Let go.” He almost growled the words and you came around his fingers drenching his hand in your cum. Minho gently massaged your pussy as you came down and then fixed your panties and shorts although they were ruined from your arousal. You sat up and back on your knees and looked at Minho blushing and a little embarrassed at least until he gave you that look and started to lick his fingers clean.

“Look what you’ve done kitten.” He looked down at his crotch and you followed his eyes to where you saw the outline of his hard cock. You licked your lips and Minho’s cock twitched, you of course noticed. You palmed him over his pants and Minho bit his lip. His fingers thread through your hair and he firmly pulled your face towards his. He stopped when you were nose to nose.

“Get your ass in that bedroom before I fuck you out here for all the guys to see.” He licked then kissed your lips and let go of your hair. You sat there looking at him shocked for a second and he slapped the side of your ass cheek.

“Go on be a good girl and maybe I’ll let you taste it.” You flushed with arousal all over again. You smiled, got up and hurried towards the bedroom giggling, Minho two steps behind you.

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aureatchi · 8 months

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.🕷.𖥔 ݁ ˖ WHAT A SCAREDY CAT ! — nakahara chuuya

“aw, poor baby. movie too scary, doll?” “shut up chuuya.”

a/n. it’s spooky szn !! so of course i need to write something fit for the occasion…so,, why not do it w my fav ginger-haired!

info. fem!reader. fluff. lowercase ✎. profanities. horror movies, drinking, small argument. it gets suggestive sjwsj, neck kissing. wc. 1.9k

“oh, this is so cute.”

you and your lover both shared an eye for aesthetics. that’s why you gazed so proudly at the coffee table in front of you when you stepped back to see the finished product—the rounded table was filled to the curved edges with your favorite takeout meal, bowls of junk sweets to indulge in after, popcorn, two wine glasses, and accompanying of course, a bottle of wine. other than the food, there were two lit candles to set the ambiance of the space, and a jack-o-lantern chuuya had carved himself.

all were organized beside each other to make it look like it came out of a pinterest post.

“i agree,” chuuya replied with a smug smile, also proud of your combined work. he joined you on the side.

you grabbed your digital camera resting on your couch and took a picture of the cozy scene.

“before it all gets ruined,” you chuckled.

chuuya then took the camera, turning the lens towards the both of you.

“let’s take a few together,” he said, wrapping an arm around your shoulder to pose. you and chuuya were also wearing matching pajamas: black tees and halloween themed pants.

“okay!”

click! click! click!

the trio included a picture of you holding up a heart with your hands as chuuya’s arm encased around you, a picture of you turned towards him with your arms around his neck (you realized the flash was very bright), and one more of you kissing his cheek.

“awh!” you widely grinned as you looked through them, giggling to yourself when you noticed how the camera captured chuuya’s conspicuous blush in the last photo.

“what’chu laughing at?” he asked, looking over your shoulder.

“nothing, it’s just cute,” you replied, putting your camera away. “can we eat now?”

“yeah,” he replied, motioning towards the snug sofa nuzzled with your cushiest of blankets.

you enveloped them around you as chuuya grabbed the remote control to browse movies on the tv.

RANKED #1 HORROR MOVIE THIS YEAR!

“wanna watch this?” chuuya asked, hovering the selection over the movie. “i just realized we’ve never watched a horror movie together.”

“yeah, if you want me screaming and retreating on your lap every five minutes.”

“exactly,” he replied, smirking. “that would be nice⎯”

“too bad. i was joking. i don’t get scared easily.”

you held an opposing smirk back, but in reality, you did get agitated easily, especially when jumpscares were involved. but you felt stubborn and didn’t want to give what chuuya wanted, so you decided to take it on as a challenge.

and he seemed to sense your game too. “better not catch ya lying, doll. there’s consequences for everything.”

“what do you mean by that?” you asked, your face heating up, but he gave no answer to your avail. now you really had a challenge.

“…whatever. i don’t need to know anyway. i’m not getting scared.”

“hm,” chuuya said as he clicked on the movie. up popped a screen with the synopsis of the two-hour film, including all of the content warnings.

…murder, blood, sudden jumpscares…

oh shoot.

chuuya pressed play, and immediately, the movie started.

…

the first twenty minutes were actually okay. there hadn’t been anything too much to frighten you yet⎯eerie music, corporate workers, and dark rooms were the only thing you had seen so far.

“damn, when does this good?” chuuya mumbled, finishing eating the last of your main course.

you were glad things hadn’t been intimidating to you so far. but you also knew your lover was awaiting for something to happen, something to cause him to win.

that wasn’t going to happen.

you were snacking on the bucket of popcorn when suddenly, a creepy humanoid creature engulfed the screen, accompanied by a petrifying sound. there was no way to see that coming⎯there was no warning. you couldn’t help but squeal and jump slightly on the couch, the bucket of popcorn following. luckily, it wasn’t so much that it fell and made a mess.

“o-oh shoot! chuuya, i thought i saw a spider!” you said right after the moment passed, turning your head and making it look like you were searching the cushions for a spider. you knew he was watching for your reaction the entire time.

“spider, yeah?” chuuya asked, amused. “nice excuse, sweetheart.”

you crossed your arms. “okay! that was a mild reaction! i didn’t jump on you so that doesn’t count.”

“scared yet?”

“nope!” you popped the p. yet, a shiver went down your spine.

you continued watching the movie. more horror started to seep in, grisly scenes causing unease. you weren’t sure if you preferred those drawn-out sights to the jumpscares, but you could hide your reactions better with the former. you hadn’t seen any more sudden clips yet, thankfully.

“yikes,” you and chuuya said when a corpse got shot multiple times even after they already died and then mutilated.

“i’m opening the wine,” chuuya said about an hour and thirty minutes into the movie.

“alright,” you replied, not opposing. you probably even supported it. maybe if you drank a little, you wouldn’t scare so easy.

especially because you could feel the plot’s climax approaching. you were already suffocating a couple of pillows on your lap in anxiousness.

chuuya poured the glasses and handed one to you. you quietly finished yours quickly so you could have it refilled.

“oh shit!” you shouted when the main character suddenly made a super stupid decision⎯as you probably did too by pretending that you didn’t spooked⎯of course resulting in a chase by the disgusting creature that popped out of nowhere earlier. you clutched the pillows even harder, but you couldn’t take your eyes off the screen. you needed to prove to chuuya you weren’t lying to him.

the wine was not strong enough against the fear-fueled adrenaline that surged through you, paralleling the intensifying background music.

stupid chuuya. he made sure the volume was cinema-loud. it did not help trying to drown out the creepy atmosphere that engulfed the entire room.

the figure suddenly appeared in front of the protagonist with a dramatic scream.

“AHH!” you screamed too, but immediately bit down on your hand right after.

but then it happened again. the main character turned a corner, and it popped up again, even more disturbing than the last time.

“AHHH!”

you screamed again, jumping on chuuya to try and bury your face on his neck. your heart was racing from the images you had seen.

but he had other plans.

“aw, poor baby. movie too scary, doll?”

“shut up chuuya!” you replied, yet you still gripped tightly on his shirt.

but then, chuuya pushed you off of him.

“chuuya!” you tried to climb back on him, but something was preventing you from making contact with his skin.

“…are you using gravity manipulation?!”

“i thought you said you wouldn’t get scared,” he taunted with a smirk. “eyes on the screen, brave girl.”

“you’re so mean!” you shouted, but faced back toward the tv. he had even gone out of his way to use his ability to turn your own words against yourse⎯

“AHHH! WHATTHEFUCK!”

you were already screaming as the creature finally caught the main character, but you weren’t alone as chuuya cursed and pulled you on top of him, horrified.

“DAMMIT. what the hell was THAT?”

“put us down, we’re FLOATING!” you cried. it didn’t help at all that you were both scared and floating above all solid surface, even though it was only about three feet.

“s-shit, sorry!”

he rested the both of you down on the sofa once again. you had missed most of the eerie epilogue, but you didn’t really care when your brain had now conjured a new character for your nightmares.

chuuya poured the last of the bottle’s contents into your glasses and handed you yours. you finished the cherry-red liquid instantly to try to get some relief.

you turned towards chuuya right after to see that he had done the same. and then, you broke out laughing.

the ginger-haired raised an eyebrow and glared back at you as you continued to stare at him and snicker.

“i-i didn’t know YOU were a scaredy cat,” you tried to speak, but it was hard when you were overcome by laughter. your stomach was hurting and your chest was heaving, but you couldn’t stop.

“shut up!” he shouted.

“i-i can’t!” you replied, continuing to laugh. “how ironic⎯it’s one thing for me, but the port mafia executive? getting scared?!”

you were only silenced when chuuya had pulled you on his waist once again.

“if you didn’t think you were in trouble for lying, you definitely are now.”

you immediately stopped, staring into his eyes. you had forgotten about his temper.

“wait, i’m sorry!” but your apology was futile because you were immediately lifted once again but this time, higher and alone.

“put me down, chuuya, i’m sorry!” you screamed, about eleven feet off of the floor. you really hated his ability sometimes.

“why should i?!” he observed you from the couch, trying to grab onto something but stuck inside a sphere of air. he would never try to hurt you, even while he was mad, but currently, his ego had been offended by your words.

“i was joking, chuu! i didn’t actually mean it⎯i promise! i’m sorry, i’ll make it up to you.”

you were slowly lowered, relieved once your legs hit the couch.

“i’m sorry,” he said, quietly after you had made sure you could stand on floor again. “i got carried away, plus you weren’t wrong.” he sighed at the confession.

“it’s okay,” you replied, straddling his lap. “that just makes the two of us scaredy cats. i think that’s cute.” you booped him on the nose.

“but you’re the bigger one,” chuuya provoked.

“no! you are!”

“you are!”

“who’s the one on my lap?” he asked, moving a piece of your hair out of your face as he smirked. “just as she foreshadowed earlier too?”

“shut up,” you replied, but he had gotten you where he wanted in the end. “want a trophy or something?”

“no, you’re just gonna make it up to me now.“

he pulled you closer, and kissed you softly, seeing if your reaction would allow him to continue.

you pulled back. “if this is what i have to do, that’s easy.” you leaned back in and resumed the kiss, lifting your hands to play with chuuya’s hair. you could still taste the wine on his lips⎯it made you feel even more high combined with the tension between you two as he kissed you deeper.

he pulled back for the both of you to catch breath and then spoke.

“you’re funny if you think that’s it, doll.”

he moved one of his hands to move your hair away from your neck and the other to cup your cheek on the opposite side.

he started kissing there, and then, sucking.

“…chuuya?”

“this is for lying to me,” he said, focusing on the spot. once he was done, he moved to another.

“and for making fun of me.” he sucked again, until your neck had two new red marks.

“…keep going.”

“yeah? want more?”

“yes. it helps me not think of that scary murderer in the movie.” chuuya laughed.

“alright, i’ll help take the scaredy cat’s mind off of the things that bring her fear.”

“hey! stop calling me th⎯”

you were silenced as he went back to what he was doing, until your entire neck was filled with shades of red.

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theamberfist · 11 days

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Cursed-Cat and Mouse | Uncle Alastor & Cursed Cat Alastor HC's

Familial! Alastor is Reader's Uncle

Description: A strange cat pops up at the hotel one day and begins terrorizing everyone; especially a certain mouse

(Notes: CW Alastor, death, violence) (gender neutral reader) (Reader is Alastor's niece/nephew/whatever term you prefer) (Reader is blind) (Reader is a mouse sinner)

Words: 979

❀ These headcannons are related to One Blind Mouse, a little oneshot I wrote! A friend of mine said 'if you're going to have a mouse reader you need to involve Cursed Cat Alastor' so here were are! ❀

♡ Considering Alastor literally had a niece/nephew/etc who was a mouse, no one expected him to get a pet cat

♡ And to be honest, neither did he

♡ No one knows how or why the cat showed up, it just appeared one day and they couldn't get rid of it so it lives at the hotel now

♡ Everyone calls it 'cursed cat Alastor' because it apparently looks just like your uncle but he refuses to admit the truth of that name so he just calls it a vermin

♡ When the cat first showed up, you were terrified

♡ You thought your uncle Al had finally gotten tired of carrying you around in his pocket and had decided to do away with you when you heard the meow of a cat in the lobby

♡ So when the cat stopped and noticed you there was a good five seconds where you both just froze; you out of fear and it out of who-knows-what-emotion

♡ Then you took off running and, naturally, it chased you

♡ You probably ran all through the hotel (luckily you knew the place well enough not to bump into anything), shouting for your uncle, before he finally appeared and was surprised to see the little creature had no cornered you

♡ He thought it was a prank on your part at first. Even in life, you'd always loved to pull tricks like this. But when he noticed the cat literally salivating over you he finally reached down and grabbed it by the scruff of its neck; letting out a hum of curiosity

♡ You climbed up Alastor's suit to take your place safely in his pocket as he debated what to do with it and that was when everyone else came into the room, witnessing the scene

♡ Angel thought it was hilarious, Husk was as unamused as ever, Sir Pentious teared up at its cuteness, Nifty was distracted by some nearby bugs, and Charlie was so excited by the little creature that Vaggie had to hold her back from running over and grabbing it

♡ Charlie, loving the fact that the cat looked exactly like Alastor, insisted they keep it, to your dismay

♡ She listened to your concerns though and promised she wouldn't let it hurt you and that they'd train the cat

♡ She even got a little collar with a bell for the thing so you could more easily hear it when it was coming

♡ For the first week, you lived in absolute fear

♡ You refused to leave Alastor's pocket for anything except the few times he actually slept at night when you would bury yourself in his hair for protection

♡ For some reason, he and the cat really hated each other. Whenever he came near it, the thing would his and bat at him, earning an angry smile from him in response

♡ He tried to kill it several times through mysterious circumstances but to no avail. Somehow, the cat would evade his traps every single time; as if it simply couldn't be killed

♡ Finally, there was a day where you simply couldn't be in Alastor's pocket and he had to leave you behind at the hotel

♡ You were both devastated and terrified as your uncle left but Sir Pentious promised you he'd have the egg boys protect you until he came back

♡ They did a good job for about ten minutes but then they got distracted and suddenly you were left alone with the cat in the same room as you

♡ You froze as you heard it come over to you, fully expecting to be eaten right there and then. But to your surprise, it started purring and nuzzling against your tiny body. You reached up to pet its ears and then suddenly it didn't seem so scary anymore

♡ Imagine Alastor's surprise when he returned to the hotel later that day to find you curled up on the couch with the cat; fast asleep as you lay against its side. It was wide awake, though, with its eyes looking in opposite directions and everything

♡ After that Alastor almost wished the cat would have attacked you instead

♡ He could not get you away from the thing; no one could. It became like your little bodyguard; always around you as it protected you from any impending danger

♡ Charlie thought it was sweet but your uncle Al did not appreciate having his role as your protector be called into question like that

♡ You rode the cat around like it were a horse, you slept on its warm and soft belly, you let it lead you around like some kind of service animal, you took care of it and made sure its fur was always pristine despite it being the most cursed being the hotel had ever seen (in Alastor's opinion)

♡ He would never admit to being jealous of a literal cat but he was jealous of a literal cat; especially because it resembled him so much

♡ But since you loved the cat so much he had to put up with it

♡ The only time Alastor approved of your little bodyguard was when Lucifer visited the hotel

♡ Before, Lucifer would make a big show out of offering to become your uncle too, which Charlie was always happy about since she wanted a cousin. The king of hell liked you as much as everyone else at the hotel, and he especially liked making your uncle jealous the way he'd once done with Charlie

♡ But now that the cat was around it wouldn't even let Lucifer near you

♡ As much as the thing hated Alastor, it seemed to hate Lucifer even more so gone were the days where he could swoop in and offer to be your new uncle or put you on his hat and fly around like before

♡ Alastor supposed the cat was good for something, after all

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slaybestieslay946 · 3 months

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can i request luke trying to get dionysus reader who’s close with their dad to join him and kronos? :3

thanks for your request! This one was kinda short coz i just focused on the scene where he tried to convince her, so i hoped i added enough like stuff about reader being close with her dad for your liking!

Betrayal

word count: 1100

pairing: luke castellan x dionysus!reader

warnings: angst! not a cute happy ending

MASTERLIST

You were woken up from your peaceful night's sleep by Annabeth Chase, standing by your bunk and shaking you quickly awake.

“You need to come with me.” She said sharply, her voice urgent.

“Wha- Annabeth? What are you doing here? What’s going on?” You asked, immediately concerned.

“There’s no time to explain right now, you just have to come with me.”

Of course, you trusted her implicitly. She was the little sister of your boyfriend, after all. And so, you immediately threw your cargo pants and camp t-shirt on, and followed her out of the Dionysus cabin.

It was only as she began to lead you into the forest at the edge of camp that you began to wonder what she had called you out for. Annabeth was smart, and no-nonsense, so you couldn’t imagine that it was some kind of dumb prank. And she seemed pretty on edge, her breathing and walking pace both faster than usual.

It could be something to do with Luke. He could be in trouble.

No, it couldn’t be. He could handle himself perfectly fine on his own, he was the best swordsman in 500 years. No, it must be something else.

You decided to probe her a bit further, “Annabeth?” You called softly.

“Yes?” She answered quickly, not halting her progress into the woods.

“If somethings wrong I can always wake up D, y’know? I know he can be kinda belligerent, but you won’t get in any trouble, I promise.” You bargained, hoping that if she was worried about getting told off, you wouldn’t get her back up.

And it was true, as much as your father was seen as kind of a scary asshole to the average camper, you knew him better than anyone, and the truth that he was honestly a good person. Probably the best of the Olympian parents.

After all, he had taken care of you your whole life, ever since you were dropped off here by your mother at the ripe age of 5. He was a lot more caring than most would normally expect.

“No.” She snapped, her voice anxious, “We can’t get him involved, not right now. Just come with me, ok? And stay quiet.”

You didn’t press her any further after that, staying silent for the remaining duration of your walk.

Soon, you began to hear voices coming from deeper in the forest, and then, the talking ceased, and all you could hear was the louder clashing of swords.

Annabeth grabbed hold of your hand to lead you closer, before donning her invisibility cap. You followed where she led you, a sinking feeling in your stomach growing more and more painful with each step you took.

And it all came to a head when Annabeth brought you to the edge of a clearing, where Luke and Percy were engaged in a not-so-friendly looking ‘spar’.

“What’s going on?” You whispered, although you weren’t sure who to.

“Luke, he’s…” She trailed off slightly.

“He’s what.” You asked, your voice suddenly cold.

“He stole the master bolt. He’s working with Kronos to overthrow the gods” She said, and her words were like an icy bucket of water being poured over your head.

“You’re joking.” You said, a strained laugh coming from your throat.

Annabeth didn’t reply. She was serious.

And suddenly his strange behaviours over the past few months made perfect sense. He’d been so secretive, so calculated. Like he had to carefully think out every word he said to you.

You whipped your head back to the two teenagers, and you were unable to stop yourself from dashing forward as you watched your boyfriend aim a particularly harsh blow at the 12 year old child.

“Luke! What the fucks going on?!” You yelled, your face contorted in a mixture of confusion, anger, and hope. Hope that you and Annabeth had misinterpreted everything.

But as Luke turned around to face you, his face torn with guilt, you knew she hadn’t. The daughter of Athena was right yet again.

“What are you doing here?” He breathed out, partly from the physical exertion of the fight, but you could tell he was also affected by seeing you here.

“You know why I’m here. Tell me it’s not true. Please, Luke.”

He hesitated for a moment, before beginning to try and plead with you, “Sweetheart, I’m sorry, just let me explain-”

“Explain?! There’s no explanation for this! You’ve betrayed us Luke, you’ve betrayed me.”

He paused again, seemingly stunned by your reaction, your willingness to condemn him.

“I would never betray you. I love you, you know that. The gods are the ones who betray us. I’m fixing things, returning things back to the way they should be. Don’t you want to be a part of that?”

You gaped at him in complete and utter shock, “D is the only one who has never betrayed me. And I know he’s one of the few godly parents who gives a shit, and I know the rest of them treat us like shit, but that doesn’t mean whatever you're doing is right!”

His face fell, and it was like he realised appealing to your logic hadn’t worked, so he tried your emotions.

“You said you’d follow me to the ends of the earth? What happened to that, huh? I thought you loved me?” Luke’s voice was strained, taut with emotion like he was trying not to cry.

“I didn’t think that would have to include following you into tartarus to resurrect a titan lord. And I do love you, but that doesn’t mean I agree with what you’re doing!”

“C’mon, we can talk about this. Just come with me, I can explain everything, you’ll understand if you just come with me and let me explain.” He pleaded, taking a few steps towards you.

You stepped back away from him, “No. I’m not going with you.” You said, trying to make your voice sound firm, but you were well aware of the way it wobbled slightly as you spoke.

He turned back to Percy, who was still lying on the ground watching the exchange, “Last chance, Jackson. Last chance.”

The 12-year old shook his head, his face harsh and cold against the boy he had once called a friend.

And then Luke was looking at you again, as if trying to memorise your face, before rushing towards a portal Backbiter had created for him.

Then he was gone. One of the few people you never thought would betray you was gone, never to return.

#fanfic #luke castellan x reader #percy jackson #writing #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #luke castellan #x reader #ask #angst #sad ending

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ketterdamskaelishprince · 2 months

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lenore and the yellow wallpaper (a ramble)

so this is all one entire big and large ramble session from me, so ignore if you want because this has no actual point, and i also haven't touched the yellow wallpaper since i handed it in with my coursework so i'm bound to get things wrong. this is no high-brow analysis, this is just be rambling. i've finally gotten the courage as well to go on the big scary tumblr and speak so be nice please :)

anyways, now we have that out of the way– i bring you my observation.

so i've been rereading nevermore (because i am deep in the trenches of my hyperfixation on it right now and have firmly planted myself there) and i noticed something in episode 21 that i remember noticing the first time.

just for a recap, episode 21 is when they're facing the dementophobia trial, and lenore has gotten herself sucked into a hallucination. through this, we (presumably along with her) are shown parts of her past, and the fallout of her brother dying. in a long scene, we basically see the attic which lenore is forced to 'rest' in.

sorry if this is like an obvious tell, but my little rat brain was vibrating out of my seat to say this.

well, first off, let me just give you a little summary of the yellow wallpaper. we have this nameless woman (who's married) who's also our narrator, her husband: john who's a doctor and we also have john's sister: jennie. jennie isn't too important in the summary but she exists and stuff and there's loads of journals out there probably that could tell you super interesting things about her role in the story.

anyways, i digress. the narrator has been diagnosed with slight nervous tendencies and is given the rest cure therapy as treatment. she ends up slowly going insane in the attic (?) which doubles as a nursery, and there's this fugly yellow wallpaper, which the narrator comments to be basically like a crime to art and to colour in general. anyways, the more she stares at this wallpaper and the longer she stays in the attic, she starts to see a woman behind the wallpaper– and the short story ends with her ripping the wallpaper off and freeing the woman but then also, the story ends essentially with her throwing herself out of the window of the attic and yeah, suicide. there's like allusions to the woman behind the wallpaper and her being one at the end, but WE AREN'T FOCUSSING ON THAT, i've rambled enough.

anyways, how does this all link to nevermore?

THIS PANEL RIGHT HERE.

idk, the act of ripping off the wallpaper just distinctly reminded me of the yellow wallpaper, and i have no idea if the creators drew inspo from the yellow wallpaper for this or if it was one of poe's works (i'm not heavily versed in all of his works, but i have a collection of his stuff i should probably sift through and read). but yeah, thought it was cute.

i know thematically they probably vary, but there is something to be said that both of them are in a situation where society wants so badly to silence them and punishes their defiance with the diagnosis 'madness'.

i dunno, just a nice little thought. there's also the whole rest cure therapy too, and the fact that they're both in the attics of their homes– and i presume lenore is in a secluded countryside place here like the narrator of the yellow wallpaper is. so, you know– other connections!

also, as a side note–

this bad boy right here? ether? well some ether smells sweet, so i thought maybe (as a very dumb end to this ramble) that maybe, lenore associates the sweet smelling scent of what she used to be knocked out with to the sweet scent of flowers– i have no idea if that's why she hates flowers but i thought that was a fun little mention. food for thought, you know?

anyways, if you disagree that is totally ok, i truly don't know what i'm talking about half the time, but this has been bouncing on my tiny brain for the past few days and i decided i needed to let it out before i start plaguing the people i know in real life with my obsession. and also, friends, feel free to correct me if i'm disgustingly wrong on anything– i love to learn <3

and... yeah, that's all folks. gonna go rot now :)

#nevermore webtoon #lenore nevermore #nevermore webcomic #lenore vandernacht #lenore is so mad woman luv her very much #the yellow wallpaper enthusiasts forgive me if i sinned with this one #nevermore #i love my little psycho sapphic comic i read every friday !

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Love and Affection

Summary: Where the the Red Rose Tyrant is clearly in love~

(It's clear I favor Riddle lmao, BUT CAN YOU BLAME ME!? I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!)

(Alright we're going off topic but yeah)

Warning: None just an ooc Riddle who is enjoying himself

Word count: 711

The Red Rose Tyrant who ruled an iron fist in the Heartslaybul

The one who follows through all of them

The one who makes the others follow the rules

The one who makes those that break the rules pay

No matter how ridiculous the rules are

And no one is exceptional to break those rules

Well maybe except for one

"Is it just me or do you think Riddle has become more.. lenient?" A heartslaybul whispered to one another as if trying not to get caught talking such things.

"Dude keep your voice down, but yeah I have noticed that Riddle has become just a little Lenient these past few days." They whispered back and looking around as if trying to look for someone and continues talking.

"Do you think it's because of you know who?"

"Now that I think about it, yeah, I think they are the reason why Riddle became more lenient with the dorm, of course still ruthless either way but still!"

Two heartslaybul whispering to one another about this strange behavior of the Tyrant and hopes not to get caught of whispering such things.

"What are you two mumbling about?"

And the Tyrant was right on time.

And all in his glory.

Riddle Rosehearts.

The two students were shock, and then snapped out of it and apologized.

"WE ARE SO SORRY FOR BLOCKING THE WAY DORM LEADER!"

One of them shouted.

"No shouting in the halls, and keep your voice down unless you want your head off ."

The two students kept quiet while going to the sides to let the Tyrant walk.

They watched as their dorm leader headed to where [Name] was.

"Man that was scary!"

"I really thought my head was gone man!"

"Thank the sevens that [name] is here.."

The other one nodded and just hoped for the best.

[Name] who was just chilling and playing with the hedgehogs who adores their company while [Name] was happy that they enjoyed their company.

But they didn't hear the footsteps that came closer to them with each and every graceful steps.

The hedgehogs noticed someone sneaking up on them but suddenly got excited.

They wiggled out of [Name]'s lap and ran towards the person, [Name] looked behind them to see who it was and it was Riddle Rosehearts.

"Ah Hello Riddle! I didn't expect to see you!" [Name] exclaimed while getting up and removed any dirt that was on them.

"Hello [Name], and also don't sit on the dirt like that please." Riddle said while [Name] was sheepishly chuckling and their hand on their neck.

"Sorry Riddle they are just so cute!" [Name] Exclaimed and picked up one of the hedgehogs.

"And plus this one looks just like you!"

[Name] said and showed Riddle the hedgehog who had a red color just like him who squeaked in surprise, while Riddle was also surprised.

"See, isn't he just the cutest? He reminds me of you!" [Name] bodly said.

If it was anyone it would have already been "Off with their heads!"

But no.

He loves them too much, so he just let it go and was flustered at the comparison to a hedgehog.

But he will admit, it was cute.

And thus the Red Rose Tyrant smiled while [Name] and the hedgehog were playing with each other and decided to let his guard down around them.

Although they may not know how to expressively show his love to them, it's clear that they also love him too and that's all he needs.

Riddle smiled at the scene of [Name] booping the hedgehogs nose and giggling, they turned to look at Riddle and asked to join them to play.

Riddle was quite conflicted but [Name] grabbed his hand placed the hedgehog on both of his hands.

"Don't drop them alright?"

Riddle slightly scoffed but was still smiling and nodded.

The both of them laugh while the hedgehog was between the two like a child.

For them he would let them break the rules and let them have his love and affection.

And in return, their love and affection as well.

While the two were having fun two certain students were watching them, with a fond smile while the other was taking pictures.

"#TheRedRoseTyrantFoundHimselfSomeLove!" "Cater just stop that please."

I just love Riddle so much!! He deserves all the love in the world!

#atier's works✎#riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #Twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader

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Okay so I know we're in this big anti-sex cultural moment.

And I know my own personal standards on this issue are way out there. I am a sex first relationship later person. It's just how I roll. So I'm biased.

But I have to say, everyone talks like it's definitely for sure that it was a bad idea for Ed and Stede to have sex when they did.

And honestly, like, I'm not even arguing with that. It was a very understandable time for them to have sex. There should have been some more talking either before or AFTER about how they were both feeling. But it wasn't ideal perhaps.

Still I want to be clear: I don't think them having sex is the fucking problem here.

Ed is overwhelmed and unsure of where he fits right now. He's been through a lot of trauma recently (and caused a lot of course.) So it's understandable why he'd feel unprepared to add sex with Stede on top of it all.

However, they both do very much want to have sex with each other. And when two people are in love and really attracted to each other and really want to have sex, even if they have other reasons why they are holding back from it...well, eventually they're going to have sex. Sooner or later, but probably sooner.

Time in this show is very difficult to gauge, especially this season. So some time has passed between the moonlight scene and the beginning of ep 6. Ed had his leathers back, he's not wearing the bell, things have changed and progressed. It's not the next day. Probably.

We don't get to know how much time it's been or what has been said in between. Ed seems basically in the same place mentally. If not a worse one. Progress is not being made.

It's easy to criticize Stede for initiating a rather aggressive pounce on Ed in the wake of his trauma. But he's clearly not thinking. That's his issue, separate from the question of whether Ed is ready, so I'm not going to get into it. But he does pause, and he looks to Ed for permission, which Ed gives before enthusiastically and passionately joining in.

They both just went through a scary time. They both are seeking comfort in each other. It means sooner comes rather than later in the inevitable 'they're GOING to fuck' race. I know that sentence is a trashfire but let's move on.

Ed is happy in the morning. He's a little nervous, with the breakfast, but he feels good about dumping his leathers. He's come to a decision. Even after he starts to get nervous after Stede talks about their career, he's mostly fine when they go eat. Relaxed, happy about what happened.

And then all the fame stuff starts and he's fine at first. He talks to Jackie and is fine about it until Jackie is like yeah but you have a problem with your man. He talks to Izzy.

Now he's REALLY done a 180. He doesn't see his desired life and Stede's desired life matching up. Stede apparently doesn't understand Ed and where he's at if he thinks they're going to be pirates together now.

This is the problem. This is what upsets Ed. he spirals for hours. He's running scenarios and coming to negative conclusions. He's not valuable or loveable if he's not Blackbeard. Stede doesn't want him if he doesn't fit into that life. He needs to move on. He is panicked and freaking out.

Then he talks to Stede, after already making the decision to leave and go fishing. Like, let's be clear, he doesn't decide that during their fight. He's decided and signed on. He's just saying goodbye.

It's only then that he brings up the sex. He does throw blame at Stede for it a bit, which I think is mostly fair. But he also isn't accounting for Stede's state of mind at the time. They were both off tilt. But he digs into that, and to me, I think he's using the sex as an excuse.

He didn't have a problem with the sex itself. He was happy in the morning and after. Smiling, smug, cute, loved up, having heart to hearts about mermaids and letters.

It was all the life/identity stuff that crashed in that shifted him. But he doesn't know how to talk about that. He doesn't know how to explain it or be vulnerable about his worst fears and self-worth issues.

So he goes on offense and says hey, actually, this is your fault. He picks the issue he has words for, the only one they've actually talked at all about.

Stede is NOT wrong when he identifies Ed as panicking and wanting to run. Stede is recognizing the behavior from himself.

Just like it's not about Ed wanting to fish, it's not about them going too fast. It's about them not communicating about their deepest needs and desires and fears.

They can have sex or not have sex, if they're not communicating it won't work. They could continue fucking like rabbits and have long talks in between sessions and get really really far. Or do what they've been doing which is NOT having sex and also not communicating which can go on forever and they won't get closer to happy.

I feel like fandom has latched on to this one thing as The Problem, because it's all Ed SAID was a problem. But we have lots of evidence otherwise.

I mean, even the conversation...Ed says it's too fast, Stede is like...okay well we can do whatever. He doesn't get defensive even though he's hurt. But that's not good enough, because that's not actually the problem. But at that point Ed really starts running away.

And they start getting more heated, both being sloppy at expressing themselves. (Stede is unfortunately pretty freaking drunk.)

I think they are both very avoidant personalities when it comes to this kind of thing, this kind of deeply personal conflict. Their anxieties keep them from being honest. And so the sex combined with Stede's killing of a man, and newfound fame, that all became a crisis that forced them to confront these issues. I think ultimately probably for the best, instead of not addressing them.

#ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd meta #my meta #I still have barely slept since the episodes dropped #I don't even know if this makes any sense #will I put it in drafts? nah #here have brain vomit

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ilovechuuy4 · 7 months

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Horror movies w BSD boys Part 2/2

Characters; Fyodor D. Edgar A. Poe, Bram S.

A/N: if you are interested in part to here it is Horror movies w BSD boys 1/2 :33 I hope y'all like this one as much as y'all enjoyed part 1! And ofc scenarios are at the end!

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Fyodor❦ 📖

•He definitely has random giggle fits when someone dies

• Fyodor would be laying his head on your lap so he doesn't get too dizzy(bc he's anemic.)

• Fyodor would have you watch multiple horror movies and gorey things and then watch cute things with you so you could go to sleep at night

• He is a big "I don't care you choose" when it comes to movies but when you pick soenthing with out gore/jump scares he tells you to change it

• He isn't cuddling with you he's cuddling with the pet (that is def a rat) but he is holding your hand

• Fyodor is probably one to laugh when you get scared but then comforts you after he's done laughing because he got too dizzy from laughing so hard

Poe✡ 📚

• Poe definitely gets scared quickly

• He cuddles you every chance he gets(obvi with Karl too)

• He screams/jumps at every jump scare even if it's not too scary

• Poe can't watch the horror scenes even if he tries, it scares him too much

• The movies are for sure going to be one of those mystery thrillers

Bram➷ 🧛‍♂️

• Bram falls asleep not even 39 minutes into the movie

• Y'all will be watching Dracula there wasn't even a discussion because Bram would NOT watch anything else

• He falls asleep on you but he could still feel your presents and hear the movie still going

• If he doesn't fall asleep he watches the entire movie and recommends more vampire movies to watch

• If you fall asleep Bram would carry you to bed and cuddle you so you're warm

Scenarios!

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Fyodor❦ 📖

It was around 2pm when Fyodor arrived home, he had went to church in the morning and when church ended Fyodor had went to the store. You stood from the couch to help him since it was obvious he was getting s bit light headed from standing too much. A few hours later it was around 5pm, you had helped Fyodor cook dinner and the two of y'all decided to watch a movie!

You and Fyodor got settled into the comfortable couch, the dinner in hand. Y'all cuddles together, turning on a movie. You could hear small giggles and Russian remarks escaping Fyodor's mouth every time someone had died, it was quite funny to see. Y'all had finished the dinner that was made and the movie was half way over, there were light jump scares and most got you flinching which made Fyodor giggle.

At the end of the movie, Fyodor was already cuddled close to you his head in your lap. It was around 7pm now, the time Fyodor usually went to the shared room and slept, but not tonight it seemed like he wanted to sleep on the couch cuddled with you tonight. So that's what you did, you reached for the blanket covering you and Fyodor. He was hugging you as you both slowly drifted to sleep.

Poe✡ 📚

It was around the time of Poe to be writing another novel but instead, he had suggested watching a movie since he had wanted a break from writing novels and just wanted to spend time with you instead. So y'all got comfortable in the living room and turned a horror movie on, of course this wasn't what Edgar had really expected to watch but he would bare through it if it meant spending time with his dear.

You and the long haired brunette put on a horror movie, the raccoon between the two of yall. The both of you had bought popcorn some candies and drinks to have during the movie. About 20 minutes in there was already a jump scare. This caused Poe to jump and hug onto you, holding your hand tightly with the raccoon on his side. Poe wasnt really a fan of horror more of well of course writing mystery novels. But since he is spending time with you, he's happy.

Multiple jump scares and gorey screen times later, the movive was over and Poe was practically shiviering. You decided to put on a cute romance so Poe's mind could get rid of the ridiculous amount of gore and blood. Y'all cuddles while watching to movie and slowly fell asleep on the couch.

Bram➷ 🧛‍♂️

It was a cold Autmn night in the comfort of yours and Bram's shared home, you were with your roommate (or boyfriend whatever you prefer) and Bram recommend watching Dracula or a horror vampire movie. You had agreed and the both of y'all had got settled into the couch together, Bram had his head lay on your chest as he had his arms wrapped around you. (if it's roommates y'all are just sitting together) After y'all adjusted in the couch, you pressed play on the television remote and started up Dracula.

Of course it wasn't horror but it was an interesting movie to watch and it was fun. About 1 hour into the movie you could hear soft snores from Bram's mouth, and if you were honest. It made you smile. You enjoyed seeing him so comfortable it soothed your heart. And before you knew it, the movie was over, y'all were laying there, white noise filling the room along with soft snores from Bram. You placed a gentle kiss on Bram's long silver hair, running your fingers slowly into it.

You reached over with your free hand and arm, grabbing the remote, playing some old romances, since you knew Bram enjoyed music it was the best option since Bram was asleep. You reached once more grabbing a hairband, slowly tying Bram's hair into a braid so it wasn't all knotted in the morning. You then placed a soft kiss on Bram's lips(you can exclude this part if just roommates) closing your eyes shortly after, falling asleep with Bram in the comfort of the living room with low old romances playing in the embrace of the two of you.

დ .•*””*• 𝐸𝑛𝑑 •*””*•.დ

A/N; I'm actually shocked this didn't take as long as part 1 but I'm also working on a request so it was a LITTLE delayed but only by a bit, I hope y'all all enjoy it though! :3

#bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd fanfic #bsd #bsd bram #fyodor dostoevsky #halloween #fyodor x reader #poe x reader #x reader #edgar allan poe bsd #bram x reader #scenarios #bram stoker #fluff #edgar allan poe x reader

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Ngl thanks to all the Stolizt/Vangel parallels I would love to see Blitzo and Angel meet. They would either come out as better people or emotional wrecks that hate each other because they remind them of themselves, and how much they hate that.

But hey! They could talk shit for hours about their respective abusers, that would be fun. I can see a scene where they are talking in bed (because of course they do the thing) and Blitz is on his phone seeing his "conversations" with Stolas and AD is all "damn, does he pest you too?" And Blizt notice he has his own phone going off with love-bombing, then threads from Val. And that is when he realizes that Stolas is more than annoying- he is downright abusing him. And like in a rare moment of sincerity Angel sits up and goes full "word of advice, as a thanks for the-" *insert joke here about their bed activities because it's still AD* "He let's you have your life, your business and shit at the start- but then he starts to request more of your services-" *Blitz's mind flash to the instances where Stolas used him as his bodyguard when he didn't even need one* "and before you know it, you nothing but his little plaything"

And Blitz server all ties with Stolas the next day (this would take place after he gives him the Asmodeus crystals so he doesn't really needs him, but was considering staying with him out of pity), adopts Octavia, and sends a cute little "Thanks, don't push away those that want to help you." Note to Angel Dust, who reads it with a little smile and decides to join the rest of the hotel crew on whatever shenanigans they were doing.

I dunno I am a sucker for victims of abuse that had developed HORRIBLE copying mechanisms finding solace with each other 💜

Ohhh this is so goood and precious 😢🥺 they’d 100% get into a gunfight and probably make out then have a drinking contest at first. In no particular order. But because of the similarities idk if they’d go that far as to sleep together but then again who knows with these guys. OHH THE NOTE AAA CUTE i bet hed come up with some kindve nickname for the Angel too. And did you know Blitz is apparently a fan of Sir Pent? Because that’s a very convenient comedic avenue.

Some of the main things they could talk about are the ways the guys call them sweet names then grab at them, blow smoke in their faces, or put cigarettes out on them, how they whine and cry as if they’re weak people, even though the two have seen firsthand how violent and scary they are. How the abusers violate people, but they know nobody would believe them. The fact that like you said, neither of them can turn on the phone without constant calls and messages begging for attention. The way both of them have had panic attacks due to fear of their anger, even about things that aren’t their fault. Like Via sneaking in the office, or Charlie sneaking onset. The fact the abusers both force them on stage, watch them constantly, and that the only pep talk they can give is how well they perform in bed. How scary it is when they verbally attack their friends, ie Charlie and Millie/Moxxie.

And maybe they would talk about the self blaming, the excuses, how people say they “led him on” , brag about how great they are at the service, that they don’t fuss about it, but it’s never enough…that they don’t know when to turn the persona off. They got themselves into this mess by going after the book or signing the contract. Blame themselves because sometimes the sex isn’t that bad but for some reason they feel so disgusting, raw, and used after it. Their abusers always remind them of the fact they enjoyed it sometimes, so why are they resisting now? Who would believe them now? They’re just a (insert slur) after all…yikes. I hate that side of the fandom.

But hey. They can laugh at how the two guys clearly have no life, all they do is yell at and abuse their staff, surround themselves with luxurious decor and fancy plants, drown their sorrows in alcohol. All alone.

Interestingly, Angie always has to fake being submissive, and Blitzo has to fake being extremely dominant. So Angie wants to feel strong sometimes and he violently lashes out, while Blitz just wants to rest and be soft so he seeks out his daughter and his two lovey dovey friends. Kindve an interesting opposite. Cuddles perhaps required.

Sadly, it seems like it’s too late for B cause the more Stolas’ life falls apart by his own hand, and the more Stella is built up as evil, the more Blitzos saviour complex and pity builds. The foundation of what’s keeping him trapped is actually pity and guilt, and a feeling of needing to save him. Because he couldn’t save his real friend.

Plugging in this lovely art

#helluva boss critical #stolitz critical #anti stolitz #anti valangel #hazbin hotel criticism #fanart #tw mentions of sa

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I call him Joey, just to feel something

so there we go.

Joe Quinn fanfiction The Full Collection (updated 2 December 2022)

Like a Poem – slow burn, fluff, hurt/comfort part one - part two - part three - part four - part five Summary: Joe finds solace in a quaint bookstore, your bookstore, from a hectic situation in the streets. But, you’re closed. But then also, it’s Joseph Quinn.

A Lot Like Love – slow burn, fluff part one - part two - part three - part four - part five Summary: A continuation of Like A Poem. You lull in between definitions of relationship: bookstore owner and customer? actor and fan? friends? even lovers?

Today He Loved You Extra – fluff, hurt/comfort part one - part two Summary: You are an Independent Woman™ but overestimate yourself. You hurt yourself because although very strong, you’re also a dumb bitch and Joe takes care of you.

Caught Red Handed - 18+ smut, fluff Summary: You are a chronically-online girlfriend to a boyfriend who very much isn’t. You introduce Joe to an online world that surrounds him, and he hates it. A lot.

Moving Up – angsty, fluff part one - part two Summary: Joe's had enough of living with a flatmate but doesn't leap at the chance to move in with you when you ask. What a dick. It makes you spiral into doom-thoughts until you puzzle together what's actually going on.

Going Off Script – kinda smutty a little Summary: You’re riddled with anxiety ahead of your spicy scene with Joe, but you’re both professional actors and work it out together.

We Kissed – fluff Summary: You confront Joe about secret feelings he’s had for you. For years. Without telling you about it. The absolute nerve of this man.

Perfect – angst Summary: Unable to escape harsh online comments after your boyfriend's newfound large-scale fame, Joe is shocked when he finds out how much they really affect you.

Cold Feet – fluff Summary: You are cold and Joe's body is a furnace. One plus one equals two, baby!

Great Break – angst, fluff Summary: You’re a single mother of a fussy child and in desperate need of a break. Then there’s dream angel boyfriend Joey, giving you one. Baby Hazel pt 1

Sunday Morning - fluff Summary: You’re a single mother who got a full night’s sleep, which is glorious, and in the morning you get to snuggle with Joe and your daughter. Baby Hazel pt 2

Right Here - fluff Summary: You catch your daughter calling your boyfriend ‘dada’ and you are not okay. Not helping is how terrifyingly calm and collected Joe responds to it. Baby Hazel pt 3

Everything’s Right - fluff, hurt/comfort Summary: Hazel isn’t feeling well, but can’t communicate what’s wrong. It’s awful, but Joey knows how to fix it. Baby Hazel pt 4

My Bully Boyfriend - fluff Summary: Joe finds your first grey hair. It's traumatizing and then Joe has the audacity to poke fun because he's a bully boyfriend (said with love).

His Neck - smutty? turned me on at least, idk Summary: Joe has a neck. And hands. That's literally the story. I wish I could come up with a longer summary, but I'm just presenting the facts to you. Enjoy!

And he wasn’t there – big angst Summary: Joe’s off for auditions across the pond for a few weeks, which is just dandy. You pretend you’re absolutely fine when cramps released from hell invade your body (big tw: miscarriage).

Actually Pregnant – fluff Summary: You've decided to try for a baby, and Joe has no idea what he's doing, but it's very cute.

Let’s Have This Baby - fluff Summary: You’re days overdue when contractions wake you in the night. Joe get’s to practice his dad-skills on you as you try to pretend you’re not in active labour because, obviously, labour’s very scary.

Hormones - fluff Summary: You're on your period again, a month after you had the last one. What a shocker. Joe knows just what to do to take care of you because he's a good boyfriend.

Homesick - fluff Summary: Joe's far away from home, far away from you, and he knows just the thing to make him feel better.

Shit, that was hot - fluff? (idk its sorta cute) Summary: Joe's been left in the dark about a certain scene partner in a pivotal moment in Stranger Things, only to be surprised by you. Joe Keery fucking loves it.

Warmth, Comfort, Darkness, Silence - hurt/comfort Summary: You’re not a fan of flying, and to make matters worse, Joe is fine with flying. Then, a migraine strikes you and Joe does everything in his power to help.

Last Ones Standing - angst, fluff Summary: Joe’s fuming because you spent two and a half (two and a half!) (it’s a big deal, you'll see) talking to one of his friends at a party. It’s got good reason, but Joey’s mad mad.

Bonding - fluff Summary: There’s a four-day-old baby in the house and Joe loves her more than he loves you. And you’re in pain. And exhausted. Still, it’s adorable.

Surprise - fluff Summary: Joe’s finally back from his grueling trip to LA and you decide to surprise him at the airport. Joe’s reaction is something you definitely weren’t expecting.

Flashed - fluff Summary: Joe is naked a lot - so are you, until you’re naked at the wrong place and at the wrong time.

Stay For Longer - fluff Summary: You’ve had an awful day at work so you just need to not exist for a little while. Your Joey joins you and you don’t exist together for longer.

Easier In Greece - fluff Summary: Joe’s in an interesting stage of life when he’s offered an equally interesting project. You whisk him off to Greece and spend eight days together on a boat with high expectations of which none turn out to be true.

Forty-seven Days - fluff Summary: You’ve not seen Joe for forty-seven days, and you think he’s coming back tomorrow but he lied and surprises you at your job a day early and he’s all hands and hips and mouth. Anne hates it.

The Last Piece - Christmas fluff Summary: It’s the day before Christmas and you’ve eaten all your advent calendar chocolates weeks ago, because fuck the system. Joe hadn’t though, and with just one piece left in his calendar, you can’t really help yourself, can you?

Only Temporary - slow burn, fluff part one - part two - part three - part four - part five Summary: Joe needs a temporary living space, and you happen to have a spare room to let. One plus one equals two, baby.

Ground Rules - angst, fluff Summary: You accidentally fall pregnant. It’s Joe’s, but you’re not together and… so, now what? Together you figure out a construction that you have to keep convincing yourselves and everyone around you will actually work.

Soft Hands - fluff Summary: You come home from a night out at Halloween, absolutely plastered. Joe’s waited up for you and helps you into bed safely.

Meeting Eddie - fluff Summary: After learning of your flatmate’s break out role as Eddie Munson, you watch Stranger Things to see what all the fuss is about. Joe joins you for season 4 episode 1 and you suspect the worst.

Friends First - fluff Summary: Your friend catches you and Joe with sneaky hands under the table and tries to make sure nothing happens between the two of you. Again.

One Day - fluff Summary: You wake up before Joe’s alarm, and bask in the vision of him still asleep, buried into the pillows. You can’t help put your pencil to paper to make the image last forever.

Saturn’s Eyes - fluff Summary: On your first date with Joe, he suddenly has an idea. He needs to show you something back at his flat.

I’ve Got You - 18+ smut, fluff part one - part two - part three - part four - part five Summary: You and your flatmate have perfected the art of wingmanship for one another. It’s a great system that seems to work every single time, until you’re left unsatisfied.

A Whisper Away – fluff, hurt/comfort, angst part one - part two - part three - part four - part five Summary: A continuation of Like A Poem and A Lot Like Love where we dip into your November for a couple consecutive years and see how you’re getting on with the bookstore, Joe’s career and… other changes.

Sway With Me – fluff Summary: Joe wakes up in the night, and you’re not in bed with him and it hurts him physically because he’s a soft boy in love and it’d adorable.

Would You Still Love Me - fluff Summary: Joe finds himself cuddled up to you on the sofa, and it’s all sweet and soft, and then you ruin the moment by asking a very important question: would you still love me if I was a worm?

#joe quinn #joseph quinn #joey quinn #masterlist #fanfiction #joe x reader #joseph x reader #stranger things 4

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Hi! If it's okay to request? nanbaka x reader

Reader as a sister of the Sugoroku brothers, Hajime and Hitoshi

Reader's a younger twin of Hajime Sugoroku, known for 'looks can kill but actually a cinnamon' type.

Reader's almost identical to Her twin, Hajime, (including baldness, if its okay to add this) but minus the scars, they always get confused by others, because they can't tell because of their appearance (the baldness) except Hitoshi and Hajime

Reader's personality is similar to Hitoshi, but has a healing/motherly vibes and more mellow, somewhat oblivious, can get overwhelmed or bashful when it comes to romance-related or being asked if she's single (which she is, yet replied something like this, 'I don't know about single but I'm always with my brothers' or any alike)

Hajime and Hitoshi are very protective of Reader (especially some guys decide to do a prank and/or reject Reader, for having unusual traits for a normal girl )

Can we have a scenario of, Reader as a sister of the Sugoroku brothers, you can change the scenes if you want

When After the Building 13's inmates (Rock, Uno, Nico, & Jyugo) first meet with Hitoshi

Hitoshi asked Jyugo if he can tell something to Hajime, which's Reader, his and Hajime's sister, will be working in the Nanbaka

Reader hired at the Nanbaka and she'll be new to her workplace, not as a guard, but as a staff, like a nurse, assistant, or others, as she, unknowingly, can do many talents or being well-rounded in various care work/task

With Rock, Uno, Nico, Jyugo, & Hajime, you can also add others in Building 13's. Can be Romantic and/or Platonic

-When Hitoshi first met the inmates of Cell 13, they were originally mad at Hajime, thinking he was being stingy for not telling them that he had a sister.

-They were then shocked to find out that Hitoshi was a cross dresser, but Hitoshi was the one with the information, “My big sister is starting here soon too- she’s going to be working in the clinic as a nurse!”

-Hajime’s eyelid twitched lightly, hearing this, as you hadn’t told him this! He was going to have a talk with both you and Hitoshi about keeping things from him.

-Cell 13 was excited to meet you, thinking you were going to be just as cute as Hitoshi, making fun of Hajime for looking like a gorilla, which caused him to leave lumps on all four of their heads.

-Hajime was taking Cell 13 to one of Nico’s appointments, as well as hoping you could give him something for his stomach cramps from his stress that the two of you were causing him.

-When they entered the clinic, they were quickly looking around for the new nurse as Hajime called out, “Y/N- you there?”

-A sweet voice, one that felt like a hug, called out, sounding so much like Hitoshi as you came from the back, holding a box of supplies.

-The four inmates all turned to stone, looking completely shocked, seeing that you looked exactly like Hajime, including having no hair, just with no scars and a slightly more female looking body.

-You beamed brightly at them, roses and bubbles surrounding you, “Hello there, welcome to the clinic!” it was honestly scary to see this Hajime look-alike smiling so sweetly as Hitoshi bounded over as you put the box down, leaping into your arms as you smiled, holding him close, “Hitoshi~ how’s your first day?”

-The four inmates could only look between you and Hajime, shock on their faces, seeing the big difference in personalities.

-They felt like they couldn’t be attracted to you, as you looked just like Hajime, that’s all they could see, was Hajime, but they did appreciate your gentle touch as you gave each of them a checkup, despite only Nico having an appointment, it was a nice change of pace.

-Rock couldn’t help but smirk at Hajime, “You know we might behave more if you were nicer to us like Y/N!” he was instantly whacked, holding a new lump on his head and you whacked Hajime, shocking the inmates, “Don’t hit others!”

-Instantly you were like an angel in their eyes, as you protected them from Hajime something they would use to their advantage, whining to you when Hajime was mean to them, as you would scold your older twin.

-It was during one of these visits when Uno asked you a question, honestly curious, “Hey Y/N~ may I ask~ are you single?” You were surprised by his question, cupping your cheeks, looking a bit embarrassed as you turned, looking so cute which Rock and the others all beamed at.

-You twiddled your fingers bashfully when you told them, “I haven’t had much luck with dating others. Most don’t like women who look like me, bald I mean, and I look pretty manly, so not many are interested, other than making fun of me.”

-The inmates turned to Hajime in shock, silently asking him if this was true, you were so nice! How could people be so mean to you?!

-Nico was quick to leap into your arms as Hajime told them about all your shitty exes who tried to treat you badly, who ended up getting their asses kicked, so because of it, you were pretty hesitant about dating, as you didn’t want to be bullied again.

-The others were quick to hug you as well, something Hajime yelled at them for, demanding them to let you go, as they wanted to keep you safe too- you were their safe person against Hajime, and you always treated them with kindness and respect. They wanted you to be protected and happy, so you would never leave, because if you did, Hajime would make them all feel the pain they have been cruising for, teasing him.

#nanbaka jyugo #nanbaka hajime #nanbaka nico #nanbaka uno #nanbaka rock #nanbaka hitoshi #nanbaka oc

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Back to the Future Part II, The Novel by Craig Shaw Gardner: Thoughts, commentary, and general ramblings

Part 1: An Interesting Start

About a year ago, I picked up a copy of the ridiculous, off-the-walls novelization of the first Back to the Future and had a thoroughly enjoyable time, which I documented in a series of posts (you can check out here).

Well, guess who got her hands on the Part II novel? And while it's not nearly as wild as the one written by George Gipe, the few chapters I've read have been fun, so I decided to make posts to go along as I read. Let's jump right in.

• The book begins with a recap of the major events of the first movie, then catches up with Marty on the morning he wakes up to find that his life is now very different. As Marty thinks about the changes in his parents, he recalls the versions of them he had grown up knowing. There’s description of what a pushover George was, followed by this: “And his mother had reacted to all of this by quietly stepping back from life. she had also started drinking more than she should. They had both been good parents, had raised Marty and his brother and sister the best they could, but still…”

Then the thoughts about his parents just end there. And there’s something so sad about the little reflection and the way it trails off and leaves things unsaid. Dysfunctional as they were, they had been good parents. They had tried their best. But still…

Still, it wasn’t the greatest environment to grow up in. Still, it was difficult. Still, there was brokenness. I cry.

• As Marty takes in all the new things in his life, he finds himself wishing that Doc had waited a bit before taking off into the future. “The way all these things had changed—Marty thought they were great and all, but still—if you looked at it a certain way, all this change could be a little scary.”

THANK YOU, BOOK. Yes! All these changes ARE scary, and there’s no way a kid could be expected to just shrug and carry on when the very foundation of his life has been altered so dramatically but he doesn’t remember any of it and now he’s a stranger in his own life with no memories of growing up with these significantly well-adjusted versions of his parents and even though things are technically better how can he not miss the way things used to be and the parents who raised him and honestly Doc could have waited a day or two before jetting off into the future ya know?

Just gonna drop this here

Eric Stoltz wasn't the right fit for Marty, but he was right about this. He Got It.

Yeah, so ANYWAY

• Marty is so happy to see Jennifer that he has to “keep himself from jumping up and down.” Marty’s so cute. Lil’ jumping bean guy. Golden Retriever of a boy.

• When Doc is rifling through the trash for stuff he can throw into the Mr. Fusion, it refers to the banana peel (twice!) as “banana skin.” Which is. An interesting choice.

• As Doc backs the car out into the road, it’s mentioned that Marty lives on a street with a dead end. Idk why this tiny little tidbit is intriguing to me but it is.

• After they arrive in 2015 Doc responds to Marty’s questions of if he’s a rich rockstar by saying maybe this whole thing was a mistake and he should just take Marty right back home. Which, to me, is the equivalent of a flustered parent doing the whole, “If you don’t behave, I am going to turn this car around,” thing. Very funny. Marty scrambles to apologize because he Does Not want to go home.

• Little confused about the clothes Marty is described as wearing when he arrives in the future. I mean, since the opening scene to part II is just a re-shoot of the ending scene in the first movie, we know Book Marty is also wearing those same clothes: checkered shirt and red tee underneath, yes? Well, as Book Marty gets changed into his future clothes, he’s described as wearing a purple t-shirt. Purple??

I’m sorry, that is not purple. What happened here? Didn’t the guy writing this novel know that Marty’s character color is red? He wears so much red. How did this shirt being described as purple make it into the book?

• Also!

I feel like the entirety of the first two movies can be summed up with those two sentences.

• I’m glad the movie went with Marlene trying to break Jr. out of jail and ending up in prison instead of the horribly depressing route the book (and script its based on) mentions. Good move.

• Intrigued by a bit where Marty is thinking about skateboarding and it's mentioned that he skateboarded “once or twice during the week he had spent in the 1950s.” I’m sorry? Once or twice?? Mr. Gardner, I don’t know about you, but we see Marty skateboard one whole time in 1955, which is not a difficult number to keep track of. Are you trying to plant a headcanon in my noggin’ in which Marty might have snuck in another round of skateboarding for funsies in 1955? Because if so, you’ve succeeded.

And that's it for now. Gonna go ponder the idea of Marty doing some Secret, Forbidden Skateboading during some downtime in 1955. Perhaps I'll even picture him wearing a purple t-shirt.

#back to the future #bttf #marty mcfly #bttf II: the novel

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Stage fright (Evan peters x sister reader)

Summary: your evan’s younger sister, you weren’t in the limelight till you were older. deciding to follow in your brothers footsteps, but all was sudden when evan had to be the protector in a scary situation for you.

Warnings: panic attacks, Evan being all cute and protective, mentions of mean comments.

A/n: this was another request on Wattpad.

Taglist: @spill-the-t @iluwmycats @lili-tate @evanpeterswifeyy868 @jademunson @evanpetersfansblog @howtobesasha @lustforeverrrr @fand0mh03

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being the younger sister of an actor was hard. You didn't want to be in the limelight well right now anyway. But you wanted to spend time with your older brother Evan. He was six years older than you him only being twenty four and you only being eighteen.

It was hard most of the time to spend time with your brother outdoors. His fans asking him for pictures occasionally asking if your could join in, but Evan would explain the situation. His fans were great they would respect both of your wishes you would talk with them.

It was the paparazzi you didn't really like they wouldn't really respect your wishes. Evan would asks them not to photograph you both but they wouldn't listen. Which would upset you both. One day you had a thought about everything and what to do with your life. Coming to the conclusion that you want to follow in your big brothers footsteps.

You were seeing Evan again at his place letting yourself in a usual routine you did. You wondered for a bit eventually finding your brother in the kitchen cooking some dinner for you both. "Hey broski" you smiled hoisting yourself up on the counter, Evan stirring the pot of pasta you contemplated on telling him your news or not.

"There's something on your mind?" He says his eyes still on the pot in front of him. "It's just well I want to do acting" you sighed you knew if you go as far as Evan did you would really have time for yourself outdoors. "Okay what made you choose this y/n it's not all glamorous you should know" Evan's eyes now on yours. Swallowing a lump in your throat you didn't really have a proper explanation on why you wanted to choose this as a career path.

"Well I guess just hanging out with you all the time and I looked up to you since I was little Evan I guess I just want to be like you" you summed up. Evan felt his heart flutter with pride knowing he's a good role model for you. "We'll if it's really what you want to do then do it I'll help you out,of course if you want me to but no adult scenes I'm warning you" he said you let out a small chuckle shaking your head."Oh god no" you laughed.

(Two years later)

You fixed your dress looking at yourself in the mirror. You felt so nervous the palms of your hands sweating downing another glass of Prosecco. "Y/n we're ready for you now" the production team called out. You felt like you were going to faint till you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"You ready" Evan smiled you turned to face him taking deep breaths. "You don't mind coming out here with me Evan?" You asked running a hand through your hair. "Of course i don't, wouldn't want my little sis going out on a red carpet on her own now do I" he says guiding you to the carpet.

All the flashing cameras overwhelmed you, Evans hand on your back making sure you knew he was right beside you, but you felt like you were hyperventilating. 'Oh god not now' you thought feeling light headed. This couldn't be happening on your first ever movie premiere. Before you knew it the tears pricked your eyes and your breathing got worse.

Evan immediately noticed this taking you away from the red carpet. "One more y/n" one of the photographers yelled continuously but you couldn't hear. "No more pictures please" Evan politely said taking you further along the carpet.

"Just one more, just one more" the photographers kept asking annoying Evan as he kept refusing. But they never stop pleading, this was what Evan feared the most for you when I came to the media and whatnot and his fear became a reality.

"Look man I said no more pictures can't you see she's having a panic attack" Evan yelled in frustration. You both got to the end of the carpet avoiding everyone else Evan took you to a secluded area sitting you down on a chair. Your head felt it was going 100 miles an hour you found it hard to breathe.

"I can't do this Evan I can't do this" you repeated over and over again. Evan just held you in his arms like he always did whenever you had a panic attack. "Hey it's okay take deep breaths just copy me okay" he instructed now in front of you taking deep breaths for you to mimic.

Eventually you calmed down regaining your breath. Everything finally dawned on you what happened back there. "What have I done Evan I'm ruined now and I haven't even started my career" you worried about what the media would say that you couldn't even handle being photographed at a red carpet event, "you haven't ruined your career y/n. You never done anything like this before and you panicked, it overwhelmed you and that's completely normal and understandable". Evan assured you let out a small smile to your brother and his words of assurance.

"I think I'm ready to go back out there ev" you said after a few moments of trying to regain yourself fully. "Remember I'm here with you the full time, and take deep breaths" Evan told you as you hooked your arm with his walking to where the screening of your movie will be.

The next morning you woken up feeling a lot better. You laid in bed just thinking about last night you still wished you didn't have a panic attack. But you knew you couldn't have help it regardless. You heard a knock on your room door. Then the handle turned revealing your brother who had stayed the night to make sure you were fine.

"Morning" Evan smiled walking into your room with two cups of coffee offering you one with a sympathetic smile. "How's my little sister doing" he then asked sitting on the edge of your bed taking a sip of the bitter caffeine. "A lot better I'm too scared to look on my phone though in case i have bad press before my career even kickstarted" you sighed also taking a sip of you drink.

"We'll I'm sure a lot of people will understand that it was a huge event to go through a lot of pressure god I was almost like you when I had my first movie premiere I still get like that" Evan's words comforted you in some way you guessed that it was because of the amount of tv shows and movies he had and the award ceremonies he still gets a little stage fright after all those years.

"I'll have a look online" you whisper searching for your phone on the nightstand. Typing your password in and looking at all news articles from instagram, Facebook, twitter and Google. you saw the tabloids had their words to say which you weren't really interested in since they say anything to get views. What you were most interested in was the public's reactions end of the day your small yet growing fan base was from fans of your big brother.

"Well ?". Evan asked your eyes stayed fixated on the screen of your phone reading through the articles. Staying silent Evan took that as his queue to check with you. Shifting himself to sit beside you on the bed peering over your shoulder to look at the critics of last night.

All you both saw was people sticking up for you, wishing you felt better and that you were okay now. You saw some of the mean comments but the nice one's overtook the negative making you feel better. You couldn't help but laugh at Evan blushing that his fans were commenting how cute it was he got over protective of you and that he was a amazing big brother for taking you away from the situation.

"They aren't bad sure a few negative one's but everyone gets those I told you everything will all play out in the end" Evan praised making you smile giving him a hug. "Thanks ev" you whispered pulling away from him. He ruffled your hair knowing that annoys you "no problem kiddo" he smiles back at you.

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Could I request a fic with Caregiver!Layla (Scarlet Scarab) with little reader???

Of course I can!!! As a HUGE Moon Knight fan I can’t begin to tell you how excited I was to write this! I hope you don’t mind that I had Marc/Steven pop in for a little cameo:) I couldn’t resist! If you want another Moon Knight fic feel free to send a request in!! Anyway I hope you enjoy this fic!!

The Goddess of Caregiving (SFW)

Caregiver!Layla El-Faouly & GN Little!Reader

Tags: mentions violence and knifes (not detailed), hurt and comfort, stuffie, taking care of injuries, thumb sucking, story time, low-key Marc and Steven cgs

Nicknames: Sweet one, little one, sweetheart and darling

Yelling. It was everywhere. People yelling and running away. The city was under attack by some wear guy with a light up cane! He and his goons were attacking the city and its people.

I just started running. Running as fast as my feet could take me away from the scene. Apparently there was a guy in all white fighting them but I didn’t get a good glance.

I was just watching cartoons on the tv with my stuffed animal bunny when I heard all the commotion outside. People started screaming to runway as a group of criminal started to hurt those around.

So Fluffy and I started running. There were a couple of people around me running as well. Where we were running to, no one knows. Just away from whatever is happening. My little side just wanted to stop and cry but I couldn’t, not just yet, I had to get to safety first.

But the group of bad guys caught up to us. Most of the people took a left and ran down the alleyway. I took a right and ran down the road. Little did I know this road was a dead end alley.

I ran as far as I could, falling once onto my knees but quickly recovering and running again. But suddenly I came across a wall infront of me. My heart was beating out of my chest. There was no where to run now. I clutched Fluffy to my chest and turned around.

Two tall men stood in front of me, both holding knives in their hands.

“Awwwww! Look what we got here, a Regressor.” One said.

“Took a wrong turn little one?” The other mocked.

Tears started to roll down my face as I started to cry. As they approached I just started to back up until my back was against the wall. I curled in on myself, dropping to the ground and brining my knees to my chest to covering my face.

Suddenly I heard fighting. I jumped thinking they were about to hurt me but then I heard them yelling and gasping in pain. Then two thuds! The two fall to the ground unconscious.

“Are you hurt little one?” A feminine voice asked me.

I was shaking. Maybe this was a trick! Maybe she worked with them?!

“It’s okay sweet one. Those bad men are not going to hurt you anymore. I made sure of it. Take your time, but when you untangle yourself I want to check and make sure you didn’t get hurt.”

Maybe this wasn’t a trick. She seemed nice and she said she took care of those scary men. So with all the bravery I could muster, I decided to look up.

With teary eyes I looked at the woman who was talking to me. She was heavenly. She truly looked like angel sent to protect. She wore a white and gold outfit with golden wings at her sides. She looked sweet, looking at me with caring eyes.

“There you are. Hello darling. What’s your name?” She was kneeling next to me, close enough to reach out and hold my hand but distant enough to give me space just in case.

“I’m…I’m Y/N.” I said with a shaken voice.

“It’s nice to meet you Y/N. I’m Layla.” She smiled. “Who’s your little friend there?” She pointed to my stuffie.

“Fluffy. Fluffy the rabbit.” I lifted Fluffy to see her.

“What a cute rabbit! It’s nice to meet you as well Fluffy.”

“Are….are you a goddess?” I asked unsure if she was even real.

She smiled and nodded. “I’m the avatar of the goddess Taweret, but I’m still getting used to it.” She said gesturing to her outfit.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry these terrible men scared you. Are you alone or did you get parted from your Caregiver?” She asked looking around.

“I’m by myself with Fluffy. I heard the bad men and I started to run.” I explained.

“That was very brave of you. But it isn’t safe for you to be alone tonight. Plus you need someone to take care of your injuries.” She looked worried as she started to figured out what to do.

“Injuries?”

I got hurt? I looked down at myself and saw it. My fall caused my knees to get scraped. Now my knees were bleeding down my legs. It was as if my adrenaline had hid the pain until I saw it with my own eyes.

I let out a sob I didn’t know I was holding. I started to cry, holding Fluffy as tight as I possibly could to myself.

“It’s okay darling, it’s just a little scrape. Nothing we can’t fix.” Layla placed a gentle hand on my back and started to rub comfortingly.

“Here, come over to me darling,” she held her arms out to me, silently offering to hold me.

She didn’t have to say much. Between the painful scrapes on my knees and how little I’m feeling, all I wanted was comfort. So when she opened her arms I immediately took the opportunity to get some comfort.

She brought me close and picked me up off the ground, careful of my knees. She held me on her hip, one arm supporting my bottom and the other holding onto my back. I leaned forward and started to cry on her shoulder.

She continued to rub my back and bounce my on her hip. “It’s okay sweetheart. It’s okay. You’re safe now.”

Layla was just so comforting. Crying a bit in her arms felt like such a relief. After everything that happened today I needed to just let go and be upset. After a while my tears has stopped and I was more exhausted than anything else. Finally my adrenaline went down and I felt safe enough to be tired.

“Alright sweetheart we need to get you taken care of,” Layla started to say.

“Layla!” A voice said down the alley way.

I frozen in Layla’s arms and buried my head in her shoulder. I started to shake in fear.

She looked at me and tried to comfort me, “It’s alright. He’s a friend of ours. He’s a good man.”

I didn’t look up but I heard the man run over to the two of us. “Harrow is taken care of. The city should be safe now.” There was a pause, probably when the guy realized I was in Layla’s arms. Then suddenly guy’s voice changed to a British accent out of no where, “Who’s this little one?”

“Steven, this is Y/N and the rabbit is Fluffy. They were fighting these two bad guys over here when I arrived. Didn’t even have to lift a finger to help.” Layla said, trying to lift the little one’s spirits with her story.

“Wow Y/N! That was very brave of you! You should be very proud of yourself!” The man added.

With all the compliments and praise I started to come out of my shell a bit. I lifted my head and looked at the man. He was wearing a white suit and had curly black hair. His face lit up the moment we caught eyes.

“Thank you,” I said to his compliment.

“You are so welcome darling. Oh my gosh you are just the cutest. Are you out here all by yourself?” He asked and I nodded. “We gotta get you checked out.”

I held onto Layla tighter hearing that. But Layla was already two steps ahead of Steven, having already figured out a plan for me.

“I’m going to take Y/N back to the apartment.” She explained to Steven.

Then she looks at me. “It’s not too far from here. I don’t want you going to a clinic or hospital alone with how regressed you are. But we need to take care of your injuries. So if you want we can go to my apartment and I can bandage you up. Sound good?” She asked me.

I looked at Layla and nodded. I didn’t want to be away from her for a second. She felt so safe. Plus she was going to take care of me!

“I know Marc is going to want to do one last sweep of the area to make sure we haven’t missed anything.” Steven added. He looked back at me and Fluffy, patting our heads. “I’ll see you three laters gators.”

And then he was off. Leaving it back to just Layla and myself.

“Alright, now I haven’t flown with someone in my arms before so it might be a rocky flight. You just hold on tightly to me okay?”

Wait we’re flying to her apartment?! Before I had a chance to question it we took off in the air and were soaring! I wrapped my arms around Layla’s neck and held on tightly. It was such a sight to see the city from that high up! Wow!!

We landed down in front of this small apartment door. Layla unlocked the door and we entered the apartment. It was such a cute apartment! It was spacious and cozy.

A fire place sat in the middle of the living room with a comfy looking couch infront of it. Next to the couch looked like the entrance to a terrace. Right off to the left of the front door was the kitchen and to the right looked like a hallway to the bedrooms. All over her walls and shelves were artifacts of different kinds and books with pages bookmarked.

She walked into the kitchen with me and sat me down on the countertop. I immediately started to whine. I’m happier in her arms!

My whine must’ve told her everything I was thinking because she just turned around and smiled. “I’ll happily hold you again sweetheart but first we gotta get your knees takes care of.”

With that she started searching her kitchen cabinets for the first aid kit. “It’s around here somewhere….ah! There it is!” She pulled it out from under the kitchen sink.

She set it beside me and started pulling out the supplies she needed. “You know, I’ve had to use this kit on Marc on numerous occasion.”

“Who’s Marc?” I asked curious. The only other person I knew besides her was Steven. But Steven mentioned a Marc also…

“Oh, ummm, I meant to say Steven. But you’ll come to find they’re one and the same.” She winked.

“Okay, first I’m going to wash your cuts with hydrogen peroxide. Then we’re going to clean it up, and put a nice colorful bandaid on it.” She said carefully explains everything to me. I nodded my head, holding onto Fluffy tightly.

With that she started to wash one of my knees with the hydrogen peroxide. But it hurt!!

“Ahhh!! It burns! It hurts!!” I started to cry and hold my knee away from the burning solution.

“I promise it’s just a little burn and then it’s okay. It helps get all the germs out of your cuts.” She tried to explain but my little mind just recognized the pain along with it.

“Nooo!!” I held my knee away from her and the terrible peroxide! Tears started to roll down my cheeks again.

Layla stood back and started to think of a good solution to this problem. She looked over at her bookshelves and an idea popped into her head.

“Y/N, have you read this book?” She walked over and grabbed a book on Egyptian gods and goddess of the shelf.

“No.” I said, looking over at her as she brought the book over. She handed it to me to look through. Once it was in my hands she wiped a few tears away off my cheek.

“There you are. It’s okay. Why don’t you take a look at the different pages.”

I looked at her, then the book, and started flipping pages. I wanted to find the goddess she was the avatar of. She was talking about that earlier. Finally I found the right page.

“Taweret!!” I turned the book and showed her happily.

“Well done darling! You’re right! That’s the goddess I’m the avatar of.” She smiled.

“Can you talk to her?” I asked.

“Yeah, she sort of talks to me inside my head and I can answer her back.”

“Wow!” I looked at her amazed. “What is she saying?”

Layla smiled at my wonder. “She absolutely adores you. She’s been screaming about how cute you are since I first spotted you.”

“Really?!” I couldn’t help but smiled and giggle.

“Oh yeah. She has not stopped talking about you. I can’t blame her.” She reached up and pinched my cheeks playfully. I giggled again before pulling away.

I flipped through the book some more before stumbling across another god. This one looked scary though…

“Who’s Khonshu?” I asked turning the book around to Layla.

“That’s the god of the Moon.” She began to explain. “Steven is his avatar.”

“Oh.” It all started to make sense…I guess. “Are you superhero and sidekick?” I asked.

She laughed, “Yes he’s my sidekick.” She joked to herself.

“Alright! Your knees are all taken care of. Would you like a green, tan or purple bandaid for your knees?”

Wait what?!

I closed the book and looked down at my knees. There was no more blood. Just a mild scrape. While I was reading the book she must’ve cleaned my knees up. I looked up at her in amazement. I didn’t feel any pain or really anything! She just smiled back at me.

“That’s not a goddess power, that’s a Caregiver’s power.” She winked. “Which bandaid color would you like?”

I picked out a bandaid and she put it on my knees. “Now all we need is a little kiss to make it better.” She leaned forward and kissed each knee. “There! All better!”

I looked down at my knees and smiled up at her. “Thank you!!”

“You’re so welcome.” She lifted me back into her arms and walked into the living room.

“Now I sadly am not prepared for a Little like yourself so I don’t have much in the way of toys. But I do have a couple of book I think you’d be interested in.” She grabbed a couple of book and put them on the coffee table.

Then she took a seat on the couch with me sitting in her lap. She reach forward and grabbed a book. I curled into her side, resting my head on her shoulder, thumb in my mouth and my eyes scanning the pages as Layla began to read.

~~~

“Layla?” Marc said stepping into the apartment sometime later.

He was greeted by shushing. “Over here,” Layla whispered.

Marc made his way into the living room and found an adorable sight. The Little he had seen earlier was sound asleep wrapping tightly in Layla’s arms. Their head rested on her shoulder, their thumb was in their mouth and their stuffed animal was in their lap.

“I guess we have a new member of the family.” Marc smirked.

Layla smiled as well. She leaned forward and placed a kiss to Y/N’s head. “You guessed right.”

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