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deadghosy · 1 month
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JELLYFISH! READER X HAZBIN HOTEL
Prompt: A sea creature wants to bring light in hell. ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・🪼⋆。˚
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𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚ you died while being an oceanographer. You studied the ocean for its plant and creatures. You drowned specifically while trying to push a jellyfish away from you. And honestly, you went to hell becoming a flowing beautiful jellyfish.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚Charlie welcomed you with opened arms, she liked how beautiful you are. The way you flow in the air, you were eye catching and majestic
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚jellyfish! reader is a Mitski, grimes, and tv girl fan of music. I think it fits their vibe at how peaceful but dangerous they are with their stingers.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚imagine how your human form would look. Jellyfish hair cut with the colors of the blue from your og form with some pink and purple. Or like blue and light blue. You would be an actual main attraction to the hotel.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚you probably did get mistaken to get sent to hell instead of Heaven. You were beautiful like a heaven angel, but you were in the depths of hell. Surprisingly the hotel was a safe haven for you.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚a beautiful creature like you gain the attention of many to the hotel. You could say that you are the main attraction. And Charlie doesn’t use you like that, but she does make you a resident to get into heaven.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚vaggie finds you calming. You have this type of aura around you that just makes people relax. So your hotel room is specially designed to your liking. Which is a dark blue wall with a glowing blue that has ocean waves. It’s basically jellyfish’s en ocean designed. It’s just so magical.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚you love floating around as keekee would follow you around. Then you would have the egg boiz following you plus fat nuggets. You just collected your own little band of little people.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚husk doesn’t know much about you in the hotel other than you are practically the princess/prince of the water in hotel. You make sure the water is okay as it’s your duty.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚you once had made water appear. You had guess you have water power based on you drowning. And using that power, you soaked husk who started to go crazy almost scratch angel dust in irritation. 
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚Lucifer admires your colorful being. Like he may seem as if he doesn’t care about you. But he sorta does as he secretly makes you a jellyfish toy that lights up in the dark.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚alastor, he might as well try to see what you are. He still senses a human soul in which makes him want to get your soul. A human souls is rare than a disgusting sinner’s soul. But you sting him every time he tries to even get close.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚you once accidentally stung Alastor with your stingers. He oddly didn’t lash out at you, but rather just walked away. He was trying to hold on the stinging pain you gave him.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚sir Pentious found you alluring even. Frank and the rest of the egg boiz agree. Frank once called you mom/dad since you were singing him a lullaby.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚imagine how crazy you can be. Like one day you are the calming person every one loves and knows in the hotel. And next thing people know is that you are stinging people just because they breathed the wrong way around you.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚luckily you are a passive aggressive person sometimes. Or else you would be frying people like bacon. EXTRA CRISY‼️
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚angel dust dead ass thinks you should have a cute blue ocean crown or necklace. Maybe even a cute blue with purple star car. Bro he’s thinking of so much ways to make you girly pop.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚you could’ve had shocked angels, and I mean literally cause if it was the battle between hell and heaven. You would win lmao. Cause what if you shocked then hoes into an angel kebab
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚headcannon on how your stingers is as powerful like the jellyfishes in SpongeBob. You area full electric chair.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚vox had a whole board about who tf were you. Legit was giving crazy science man vibes cause how tf is a jellyfish in hell?! You don’t even look demon! You dead ass don’t fit the hell palette. As he is making theories, Valentino and Velvette just stare at each other like “wtf is this?”
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚now say you did went to heaven. Everything would probably be different, but you are something no one had seen before. A jelly fish angel? Yeah that seems unique.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚Heaven would admire your original look. Your calming energy makes most of heaven better. Like say for example the angels complement each other with the light of your energy and how your energy flows. You basically have a pheromone, but it’s for positivity to be spread. #bethereasonsomeonesmiles LMAO
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚Adam probably makes fun of how you are such a small sea thing creature. But then he switches up when you turn into your human form and start to sting his ass every time he tries to offend you. Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚sera would possibly have you as a cherub cause of your small jellyfish form. It only makes sense for you to be one as you are so adorable.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚Emily adores you. She knows you don’t mean any harm towards her with your stingers. She’s the type of person who makes you a flower crown cause she loves it be creative around people she likes. Honestly 10/10 friendship honestly.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚lute probably doesn’t care about you much. Other than your stingers are damn annoying. She just wants to rip them out, but you are is kind and sweet. So you have her vote to stay in heaven with her.
𖦹 * 🪼 ₊˚headcannon on you just humming a soft lullaby as you swim in the air, your blue soft glow in the dark makes anyone go to sleep. The blue is pretty alluring.
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A/N: I tried a different writing style with the “bullet points” I hope you guys like this lol and sorry if it seems lazy.✨ inspired by: @selvyyr <3
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sunnymoonxx · 2 months
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❝what was rule number #2 again❞ I.| bucky barnes x reader
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pairing: tfatws bucky x reader summary: messing around in banner's lab, the night before your mission wasn't as good an idea as you thought, and you begin to question your actions the moment you step out of it. things worsen when you realize the super soldier serum isn't immune to an unknown contagious disease. warnings: sex pollen, no warnings this part, the II one? hahaha
a/n: I may have insulted the reader a few times in the beginning, so I apologize for that. but let's be honest, we'd do the same. I decided to split this fic into two parts because if I wrote it all into one part, it'd have 10k words. I'm not an english native speaker, so forgive me my sins and bad grammar if you find something.
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You weren't stupid. But you also weren't exactly smart. If you were, you would've minded your own business, stayed in the gym, and went through the plan for tomorrow's mission. Maybe even go to bed a little sooner, to be ready for the next day's alarm. But Banner was away for a business trip, and seeing his lab silent and alone didn't exactly sing you lullabies to sleep. That's why you found yourself standing in the heart of it at 3 a.m., in your pajamas, praying everyone was asleep. It was well known around the compound that Banner's and Stark's labs were a faraway island, and anybody with a brain would circle around them. But you were an excellent swimmer and sharks didn't scare you.
10 hours later, you realised why Banner turned green every time someone even glared the glass door of his science play room. You were a fast swimmer but not exactly a bright one. The only bright thing related to you was that you were easily struck by it. And the glowing pink flowers in Doc's terrarium took you down faster than the sharks. It was bright pink with purple shadows. It reminded you of passionflower, but it was bigger. Way bigger, and you weren't sure if you were hallucinating, but the feeling of the flower's filaments moving was too strong. They were moving in waves, then circles, then each moved in its own way. It was mesmerising.
It was too late before you realized you moved the flower out of its enclosure to get a closer look at it. The smell hit you hard, filling your brain with colorful fog. You smelled a dash of cinnamon, mixed with ginger and lavender. You couldn't miss the powerful vanilla and pumpkin filling up the room. You didn't realize how bad the consequences of smelling Doc's flower would be until you came undone under your fingers nearly seven times. And it still wasn't enough. The scheduled time of your and Barnes' meeting was quickly approaching, and your skin didn't feel less on fire than it did two hours ago.
You managed to get out of the sweaty mattress and put some clothes on you, loose ones, hoping that your skin could breathe a little. You prayed some air would cool you down, clear your head, and slap some sense into you. It was now obvious why Banner was so determined not to let anyone close his lab. He was experimenting with aphrodisiacs, and you, unwillingly, became one of his lab rats. Thoughts didn't stop multiplying in your head until one landed steadily on its feet. Tony has been visiting Doc's labs the last few weeks, five minutes on the dot after curfew. You knew because you were always stationed on your balcony, which gave you a clear view of the other building, and its glass windows didn't hide much. It only became pitch black when Tony came in, and Banner didn't even flinch when he heard the door shut.
Chuckle left your lips when you connected the dots, ignoring how amusing you must look for Barnes, sitting right next to him.
"Something funny?" he asked, not dropping his gaze off of you. You were now on your way to the target's last seen place, being lucky enough to get a ride in Tony's self-driven car. You wanted to drown him in kisses because you can only imagine the suffering if you had to walk all the way from the compound to the other side of the city. Your skin was still on fire, your hair was sticking to your neck, and salty drops chased each other on your skin. You certainly were an amusing sight to Bucky. Or a terrifying one. You wished he got used to it by now. After all these years of fighting against each other, then with each other, and now forced to fight by each other's side, he saw you through worse conditions. But as far as he knew, you were locked in your room all week. You had no reason to look like you had an early meeting with the reaper.
"Just, thinking," you mumbled back at him, forcing yourself to keep your head rested against your seat, begging your body to not betray you for looking back at your partner. Your body fighting the chemicals in your body, you could only imagine how it would end if you stared at Barnes for more than five seconds. Worse, let alone if you touched him. You read about aphrodisiacs and scientists' failed attempts to know what you were going through. You were prepared to die before touching Barnes.
You were secretly jealous. It wasn't fair of you, but Barnes' serum running through his veins protected him from anything related. You almost abandoned your morals, but the pain you were going through justified it. You had no idea how you were going to focus on the mission, communicate with James, and, if it came to it, fight the target. You could only focus on the heat between your legs and how touch-starved you were. And your, undeniably, attractive coworker wasn't helping the case.
You and James had a complicated history. Both born in the 40s and dated for a while before he fell from the train. Years later, he comes to kill you for Howard's successful experiment on you. Immortality would definitely suit HYDRA and their planned assassinations. James, back then, the Winter Soldier, failed to capture you, so they decided your family's fate. And your friends. Then, years later, Howard's. You forgave him. All of it. Because you knew it wasn't him. But when he came back from Wakanda, with no traces of HYDRA in him, and didn't spare you a glance, you couldn't forgive him that. Seventy years of tolerating the actions HYDRA made him do, and he couldn't even look at you. It broke your heart but rather to act like a cunt than a weepy baby, begging for attention that will never come.
"Well then, do it fast. We're almost there." You hear his grumpy voice, making the butterflies in your stomach double their count. The decades-old memories of you together overwhelmed your brain like a tsunami. You couldn't swim out of that. The way his tongue circled your clit as you played with his hair at the theatre restroom. Or when he made you ride his face with Steve in the house. The way he pounded into you against the wall so you wouldn't forget him when he gets shipped out the next morning. And the way he had to cover your mouth that night at the bar, celebrating his unit's rescue. Now he was sitting millimetres away from you, and he wouldn't have done any of it. You still hoped, subconsciously, he'd dick you down like he did all those years ago. But that was a fantasy. Very vivid, real fantasy.
"Yes, sir," you let out, closing your eyes, tugging on your shirt so your fingers wouldn't accidentally slip in between your thighs. You didn't wanna make a scene. Even tho at some point, you knew you would.
You didn't catch James' hungry gaze when he heard those words slip from your mouth. At the back of his head, he reminiscent the amount of times it was him, slipping out of it.
It took you exactly 17 minutes before you got yourself out of Tony's car. You accidentally grinded yourself on his leather seats, causing you to accidentally moan, and of course, Barnes caught it. He'd never miss that sweet sound leaving your lips. At nights, he wished he'd made you sound like that, even louder. But that was ages ago, and you were over him. It was the only thing that made sense to him.
Five minutes into your romantic stroll to the target's office, the wetness in your panties got worse. You figured the more you moved, the less it hurt, but the pleasure doubled. And the Avengers training lessons didn't exactly cover how to act if you're orgasming every five seconds just because your thighs rubbed against each other.
Correction, you didn't actually cum. It was more of a frustrating edging that made you wanna rip out your hair. You were sure Barnes had already figured something was off or had at least suspected something. The suppressed moans and the tugging on your crotch weren't exactly subtle.
"Alright," he stopped walking, a few meters away from a huge building. It was surrounded by a deep forest, straight from a horror movie. "he was last seen inside. If Steve's correct, we should..." You kept nodding, not actually paying attention to what he was saying. It was the way his metal arm moved when he talked and the way his fingers curled while explaining the plan. You never got the answer to your question if he could feel through his amputated arm. He had to, you thought. You heard him groan every time someone pulled it too hard. You were embarrassed how much it roused you when you heard him whimper in pain, but it was also one of the things that circled your head when you were alone in your room.
You'd imagine, would it feel different. It would definitely be cold, rougher, you suspected faster. And with the serum running in his veins, he'd definitely last longer. That, you were one hundred percent sure, for it was Natasha's moans you heard for over two days after she and Steve finally hit it off. But Nat was also a super soldier. Bucky would probably tire you out by the 2nd round. But you were willing to risk it.
"If you're not gonna be listening to me, then you can turn around and go back." Was the first thing you heard after you forced yourself out of Bucky's hand around your throat fantasies. It probably wasn't the best idea, but seeing Bucky frustrated and annoyed by your incompetence made you feel things. And you wanted more.
"Whatever you want, Sergeant." You smirked, walking past him towards the building. His smell punched you in the face, making your walls clench around nothing. Fuck. Your self-control was harder to put in check. You were sure in a few minutes it'd be non-existent.
"Whatever is your problem today," you heard him behind you. You didn't look at him, focusing on keeping a steady pace towards the building so you could finish the job, get home where you could fuck yourself to oblivion. No one, but your fingers were currently available. And even they couldn't sometimes do the job you needed. But you knew whose would.
"I'm talking to you." Your heart dropped when his hand landed on your shoulder. Your skin got warmer again, and the pulse between your legs was impossible to ignore. You didn't know if you wanted to kill him or fuck him.
Ideally, both.
Turning around, you found the strength to twist his arm, finding out it was his human one, making it easier to push him back. He looked so taken back that it was amusing. But not amusing enough to stop the aching of your cunt.
"Touch me again," and I won't answer for the consequences. You wanted to add. But you didn't. Instead, you stared back at him, praying to god you'd drop dead or something would happen to stop the throbbing pain. You wanted to push your pants down and do something about it, but Bucky's presence wouldn't let you. It would, seventy years ago.
God, the number of times he made you rub yourself in front of him, fuck yourself while he watched. Couldn't he do it now? You'd happily obey.
"You've been acting distant ever since morning," he said, taking a step closer. "I just wanna know what's wrong," he said, lowering his voice at the end. You were sure it was just the stupid plant making you see things, but Bucky's dark eyes were hard to miss. Or the sweat on his forehead. Or the way he clenched his jaw when his eyes dropped to your lips.
Your heart sank. Holy fuck.
You couldn't help but laugh. It was, after all, comical. You looked manic but that didn't bother you. You felt so many emotions at once that you struggled to choose one.
"What the hell are you doing," you heard his voice interrupt your laugh. You were out of your mind. Your legs weak and sweaty, your cunt covered in your wetness, your head filled with migraine, skin on fire, and thoughts surrounding only one thing. And now, cherry on top, you realize Banner discovered an aphrodisiacs that make the super soldier serum its bitch. James motherfucking Barnes joined the lab rats of Banner's sex research.
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So I had some time to think tonight at work (in between operating heavy machinery, swearing at the materials, and trying to keep the line running, fun times!) And I asked myself, "self, hypothetically, what might @inexplicifics Accidental Warlord AU look like in another generation or two - once people really get used to witchers being The Good Guys (TM) and helping out?"
And I was like "well, they'd probably get invited to social events - ooh! Who'd like which events best?!? What would that look like?"
Geralt, as we all know, detests anything too formal or Warlord-focused. He enjoys weddings and receptions, but his TRUE favorite is baby christenings. Seriously. Put him in a room with a tiny baby and he's happy as a clam. He'll happily growl away (or weaponize his puppy-dog eyes against) grannies, aunties, and other family members to hold the baby for as long as possible. He's also 90% of the reason that witchers are now rumored to be able to bless babies.
When Mouse and Treyse bring this new rumor to the council, everyone has to just sit. And process for a minute. Because what the ever-loving fuck?!? (Jaskier immediately writes the sweetest lullaby ever, "A Witcher's Blessing", and it is the ONLY song that Geralt ever sings in public, and only ever to babies and small children. Multiple women blame this for their immediate conceptions.)
Jaskier adores weddings and festivals of all types, and if a happy couple includes details of how they met and/or fell in love with their wedding invitation, there's at least a 50% chance that he'll show up to the wedding with a personalized love song, holy shit.
Ciri loves tourneys. Loves watching them, loves displaying in them, loves sneaking into competing in them (omg, heir, NO), loves WINNING them. She's a menace. She has various stealth coats of arms that she rotates between when she's not supposed to be competing, but her favorite is the battle goose. Obviously.
Eskel doesn't like crowds or being the center of attention, which are almost inevitable with public invitations, but he does enjoy being the +1 for his family. Several of his and their interests overlap, and even where they don't, he likes to see them enjoying themselves.
Yennifer becomes well-known as an extremely efficient - albeit terrifying - treaty negotiator. She'll talk to both sides, get a list of their must haves, deal-breakers, would-likes, and don't-wants (as well as - perhaps more importantly - the reason why each of those are on that particular list). Then she draws up a draft and viciously negotiates a compromise. She is genuinely surprised the first time that both sides thank her for her help.
Vesemir, with all his long years of teaching, loves visiting schools and seeing any sort of student performance or sporting event. Kindergarten to university, drama to music to dance recitals to track and field meets to football games to student symposiums to science contests to... He buys out bake sales and funds club field trips and donates several fortunes worth of antique knick knacks to various schools. He's invited as a guest lecturer, a commencement speaker, a competition judge, a referee.
Lambert and Aiden, at some point, discover bachelor's parties, call dibs, and never look back. People learn very quickly not to invite witchers to their stag nights unless they want the entire party to get horrifyingly drunk - but at least Lam and Aiden will make sure that everyone makes it home (or to the wedding) safely. Perhaps not soberly, or sans hangover, but definitely without major injury. (And if the bride asks nicely and the groom and friends weren't total jerks, Lambert can usually be counted on to make a hangover cure. He really is a softie at heart.)
Dragonfly and Serrit get tapped for the odd bachelorette party or ladies' birthday parties. Anything that falls under "I want to be able to drink and party with my friends without worrying about some strange guy hurting one of us." They are extremely protective and have both been drunkenly proposed to several times. (Livi finds this terribly amusing. Gweld just wants to know if he can watch.) Milena and Zofia sometimes go with them.
Milena loves going to wedding showers and baby showers, but outside Kaer Morhen, she has to stay in sight of Lambert or one of his brothers. Lambert's rule. (She got KIDNAPPED, okay? He's allowed to worry!) Usually she'll take Geralt (there might be babies! He's excellent protection!) or Eskel (he's very quiet and has excellent manners, and his signs are impossible to fight) for the more, ah, female-heavy events. If anyone asks, they're her brother-in-law and genuinely like spending time around kids. And very, very married.
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makelemonade · 1 year
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫
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Characters; All the Harbingers (including Scaramouche and Signora)
Genre: Modern!AU
Summary; A little girl Pierro found after her family abandoned her in the cold winter of Snezhnaya. How will the Harbingers deal with her growing up in their organization?
Warnings; mentions of abandonment, bullying, scara and Dottore not caring abt u for like a millisecond, implied nudes but it’s not direct, if you squint there’s a little Pantalone/Signora but It can be seen as platonic
Notes; uhm so ‘organization’ for the harbingers can live up to yalls perspectives since it’s a Modern!AU. I didn’t wanna say Mafia so imagine to your hearts content.
y’all I would deadass turn this into a series if anyone asked or it got a lot of attention
Support me on Kofi! Link is on masterlist <3 read under the cut!
context; pierro, who found you as a little girl all alone in the snow and came to the assumption that you were left and abandoned here on his walk towards his work. He couldn’t just leave you there all alone to die from the sheer cold, so he brings you to his work, and tries to get any information out of you. You’re too young and small to say anything, but comes to the conclusion with the constant crying, you were indeed abandoned.
Also, imagine the work place is also their home or wtv and they havé rooms (basically the Tsaritsa’a castle)
Pierro, who doesn’t care if you call him by his name or ‘ dad’ when you start to grow up, but he can’t deny the small happy feeling in his chest when he hears you call him dad.
Pierro, who is not always physically there due to work and being away frequently, but tries his best to spend time with you during all his free time.
Pierro, who starts to realize that he has a lot to teach you once you enter high school, but figured maybe he should get one of the female-harbingers to talk to you about uh, certain, stuff
Pierro, who makes sure to be very protective of you and always has someone watching over you. Sometimes he tends to be overprotective when you wanna go out to certain places, but get one of the Harbingers or even his boss to talk to him and he’ll probably change his mind.
Capitano, who always found you absolutely adorable ever since you were brought to the workplace and would coo under his helmet
Capitano, who lets you play with his helmet when he has to take care of you while the others are too busy with work.
Capitano, who would give you piggy back rides once you were a bit taller and older so you wouldn’t easily fall off his back.
Capitano, who is also just as overprotective as Pierro, but he can’t help but let you go out when you plead with your adorable puppy eyes. As long as he knows where you are at all times, you’re free.
Colombina, who would sing you lullabies fo sleep whenever you had trouble sleeping- especially on the first night you arrived, too scared to fall asleep.
Colombina, who would sing karaoke with you on some fun nights, even if it was Barbie songs or whatever childhood shows the others made you watch.
Colombina, who surprisingly, was the first to teach you how to read given her love for reading you bedtime stories whenever Pierro was away.
Dottore, who being fully honest, didn’t have much of a care for you in the world. It’s one day when little you is clinging to the fabric of his pants, little hands up in the air and grabbing the air, he can’t help but pick you up and hold you.
Dottore, who grabs your wrist with Pantalone as they hold it under the sink after your kindergarten teacher told Pierro you held hands with a boy. They had to wash his touch off of you. Cooties, you know?
Dottore, who helps you ace every single science assignment and test all throughout middle school and high school.
Pulcinella, who made a promise to himself and whatever god was out there that he’d be a second father to you the moment he heard that you were abandoned.
Pulcinella, who instead of teaching you to read like Colombina, teaches you math to make sure you don’t fall behind in the difficult subject, and always helps you with your homework. If you take a liking to politics in high school, he’ll be happy to teach you the basics and join him for his daily life as the mayor.
Pulcinella, who does his job as mayor and makes sure to find you the top ranked daycare, elementary, middle and high school in all of Snezhnaya. Money wise don’t matter, especially to all of them.
Scaramouche, who also didn’t give one single shit about you when you came and was a lot more stubborn than Dottore. It’s not until probably a lot longer later, when you come back from daycare crying about how kids bullied you for being adopted, when he realizes you’re just like him- the both of were you abandoned.
Scaramouche, who when is alone with child you, likes to hide his face behind his hands and opens them with a saying of “peek-a-boo!”. If not alone, he’s kind enough to let you play with his hat.
Scaramouche, who realizes that a child was able to let him soften up a bit, and that you gave him a new family.
Scaramouche, who teams up with Childe to make sure that absolutely NO ONE would defile you, and if someone did, Childe can make hassle of them.
Sandrone, who makes you little trinkets and baby toys when your first introduced to all the Harbingers.
Sandrone, who is usually the one to change Capitano or Pierro’s minds on their usual overprotectiveness.
Sandrone, who makes sure to protect you from the horrors of the world while growing up. She makes sure everything is age perfect for you, such as baby-proofing all the sharp edges when you were younger, she makes sure you don’t hear any of the subordinates being yelled at so you don’t get scared, and she sometimes joins in with Childe and Scaramouche to make sure no one defiles you.
Sandrone, who’s main goal will forever be to protect your innocence, even if it eventually gets ruined.
Signora, who is actually top on the Big Sister list. Like Sandrone, she wants to protect your innocence, but also reminds you that the world is not pure, and many people out there will want to ruin you.
(since this is modern, I’d like to say her and Childe are close to the same age, so she’s in her senior year when you’re in middle school)
Signora, who starts to give you friend advice once you enter middle school, because she’s had her fair share of deal of fake friends all through her years of middle school and high school.
Signora, who also gives you fashion advice or dresses you up for school every morning because lord knows Pierro’s fashion sense is horrible. She’s in her last year of high school (senior), so she’s seen all the good and bad fashion trends which means she’ll know just what’s right for you.
Signora, who is also the one who tried to get Capitano and Pierro to calm their overprotectiveness, but even she sometimes lets them win when she has a bad feeling about some high school party you want to go to.
Signora, who is your shoulder to cry on if a boy or girl ever breaks your heart. She is the big sister who tells you the no’s and yes’ of high school- no certain photos to men because they’re monsters at this age, no starting problems for the fun of it, but do make sure to have fun and if you’re dragged in a problem, finish it.
Pantalone, who spoils you ever since the first day you were introduced to them. He somehow beats Sandrone since he buys every single toy you’d point at in shops or see on ads.
Pantalone, who continues to spoil you through your years of aging as it would ascend from baby toys to fake jewelry, clothes, eventually real jewelry and makeup. He did want to give you real jewelry when you were little, but Dottore had to remind him you were a baby and would probably break it. Or eat it.
Pantalone, who glares at any guy you’ve taken an interest in. If instead of a guy it’s a girl, Arlecchino will take care of them if they break your heart.
Pantalone, who gives you money for literally every time you want to go out during your high school years. Movies, mall, trips- literally anything. It doesn’t matter how much, if you want 20$ he’ll give you 200$.
Pantalone, who did indeed turn on the sink and watched as Dottore grabbed your wrist and held it under the sink to wash off the touch of a little boy who held your hand in kindergarten.
Pantalone, who looks online or in stores with you and Signora for dresses when your homecoming and prom comes up. When he sees Signora looking at a dress she’d like for herself, he’ll buy it. He has to spoil his girls, and maybe the men coworkers if they’re being nice.
Arlecchino, who treats you just as any other kid in the orphanage she watches over, but she has a bit more of a soft spot for you.
Arlecchino, who also wants to protect your innocence, but decides instead that you need to know the horrors of the world and peoples real intentions. She did tell you all this at the age of 2 but all you did was angle your small little head to the side while Sandrone scolded her.
Arlecchino, who truthfully snd sadly, is hardly ever there, but if she ever sees something that reminds her of you on her work trips, she’ll make sure to buy it.
Arlecchino, who is not afraid to punch any man or women who tries to hurt you in any way.
Childe, who is probably the best big brother aside from Pantalone. He joined the Fatui when you were 11 and he was 14, so you two got along very easily and were constantly together.
Childe, who would pull pranks with you on the others but Dottore or Sandrone were quick to catch on with whatever you two would create and Pierro would end up lecturing you both.
Childe, who records literally everything the two of you do, whether it be sneaking out to go to parties, breaking something in the workplace or pranks you created. He has a lot of blackmail on you, comrade.
Childe, who promises you that whatever happens in high school, stays there, unless it’s horrible to the point he has to get your father involved.
Childe, who is in his last year (senior) while you’ve just started high school (freshman) and he threatens all the seniors to make sure no one looks at you in the wrong way because 1, it would probably be a felony given they’re all 18 and 2, the men in his grade are disgusting.
Childe, who once (not once he’s done it a bunch of times) beat up a guy in your grade for looking at you the wrong way. He had to stop when it was on the verge of expulsion, but he thinks the message got across to all the men. The ladies can deal with Signora, seeing as she can waltz in given she was an alumni.
Childe, who is now in university, but he decides to come back from his university to be your prom escort. He is still childish, and he did promise that what happens in high school, stays there, so if you both ditch prom later to get McDonald’s or go to a party, no one will ever know.
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twilight sparkle as a caregiver ₊˚⊹♡
likes listening to you sing
does science experiments with you
helps you with problems
lets you stay up late sometimes
teaches you constellations
gives you lots of little treats
loves to spoil you
calls you her little star and starlight
sings lullabies to you
lets you wear her crown
paints your nails
lets you taste a bite of everything she eats
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Trolls Human AU but it’s college student snack pack raising Tiny diamond as all of their kid when Guy Diamond finds himself with a child at the rope young age of 19.
The crew having a schedule of who watches Tiny at any given time on any given day. (It is extensive and color coded and Branch had a great time making it.)
Everyone explanding tiny diamonds repertoire of skills before he can even comprehend his own existence. Like.
Suki who holds a one year old Tiny on her lap while she works on mixes.
Cooper and D who switch off holding Tiny in one of those chest carrier things while they play DDR.
Poppy who will give Tiny a bag of scrap paper and tell him to make a picture inside it. (She doesn’t want to let him actually touch the paper, lest he ingest it.)
Branch who puts on science kids shows like Wild Kratts and Sid the Science Kid on the background while he and Poppy have Tiny so that he kid can start learning fun science stuff early.
Sati and Chenille who started by dressing up Tiny in their studio, but ended up just letting him use his creative guidance on them. (They hold him above a pile of fabric and whichever two he picks they have to make work as a garment.)
Biggie who has “tea parties” with Tiny and Dinkles (his cat) and is always trying to teach the baby proper table manners, it’s futile, for Tiny is a menace.
Smidge who teaches the baby to “work out”. (She actually owns a bunch of grip training baby toys that she hands him while she lifts weights.)
Barb who insists she doesn’t like babies but will happily take Tiny in for a night when needed, making little purée dinners for him and spoiling him rotten for the evening.
Legsly, who encourages Tiny to dance with her in her living room, gripping his hands and holding him up so they can “dance”.
Fuzzbert who is canonically mute and uses sign language to communicate in this universe, who loves to bring Tiny out to the park to experience nature with him, always mesmerized by the baby’s wonder at the clouds and the leaves. (Listen, I just like to imagine that Fuzzbert as someone who often finds themself unable to make themselves heard, quite enjoys the satisfaction of such a small child finding joy in the same things he does.)
Tiny who is very monkey-see monkey-do, and actually is a very well rounded kid after being raised by so many well rounded people who care about a love him.
When they’re together as a group, usually at game nights, they’ll make Tiny little “mocktails” aka, like, mango juice, so that he doesn’t feel left out while they all drink their drinks of choice.
Tiny is the most spoiled kid on earth because he has so many aunts and uncles willing to pitch in and get him whatever he wants.
Brozone and Viva also loving Tiny when they meet him one day while Branch and Poppy are in charge of him. Poppy has a little stroller with a sunshade, and Branch is happily carrying the baby bag so the stroller isn’t too heavy to push. At first, everyone’s mortified cause they thing that their baby siblings have gone off and had a whole baby without telling them, but they quickly notice the “Tiny Diamond” printed across the baby bag and realize it’s in fact their siblings’ close friend’s baby that they’ve heard so much about.
Viva making the kid candy necklaces only to be quickly shut down by Clay who explains that they’re a choking hazard, and they should not be given to a baby.
Bruce who has kids of his own and will invite Guy Diamond to drop Tiny off at his place when he and the rest of the snack pack want a night out.
JD who is terrified of children after how much he feels like he screwed up with Branch, but is still infatuated by the little boy and basically gives him anything he wants.
Floyd who mostly stays out of the way while the baby’s around but is the first to volunteer to put him down for a nap so that he can sing him a lullaby and rock him to sleep.
Branch and Poppy being very blush when old women tell them they have a “beautiful family” when they’re out and about, because while they do consider Tiny and all of their friends family, they know the older women mean something different.
Listen this AU is living rent free in my head. I have a timeline. I have a whole thing. I have backstories and modern world adaptations of trauma. It’s pretty fun.
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So I have this idea for a Hazbin Hotel au and just hear me out okay.... CO PARENTING AU
Like the hotel residents are just chilling when the doorbell rings and Charlie goes to answer it hoping that it's a demon that wants to be redeemed but no it's a little baby wrapped in a fuzzy pink blanket
Charlie freaks out, y'know as you do when there's a baby on your doorstep, and she calls the others over
Angel is the first to respond he squeals and picks up the baby Nifty climbs onto his shoulder to get a closer look
"Can we keep it?"
Husk facepalms (mostly to hide his smile because Angel looks so cute with that baby)
Vaggie is horrified and continues refusing to let Angel keep this baby
Angel just goes on a whole rant about how her parents left her there and he wasn't going to abandon her (he's really going for guilt tripping them tbh) In the middle of the rant he thrusts the baby into Vaggie's arms and she just stares down at this baby and you can see her fall in love right then and there
Charlie is watching this with heart eyes because Vaggie looks so soft right now
Sir Pentious is just like "Sssso are we keeping it?" (He's not very good with kids)
Spoiler alert: they kept her
I've been thinking about this way too much so here's what I think they'd be like as parents
Most of them in the same boat where they're good with kids but being good with kids and raising them is a whole nother story
Vaggie: is a little too strict at times and is probably the one saying you can't have too much sugar. She didn't really have a childhood so she's trying her best to give the baby the best childhood she can while also keeping her safe and probably being way too overprotective
Charlie: is spending as much time with that child as possible. She never wants her to think she's being abandoned and wants her to know that they love her more than anything. She's basically just trying to be there the way her parents weren't.
Angel: His style of parenting is very different from Vaggie's. He's not strict at all he just really wants to be liked. He's still a good parent though. He's basically trying to give her the childhood he didn't get and is definitely overprotective. He's terrified of what Valentino would do if he found out about her which he knows is irrational because she's got the most powerful family in hell but he still has nightmares about it. He will definitely bring the baby into his bed a lot of nights instead of leaving her in her crib. He talks to her a lot in Italian and sings her lullabies.
Husk: He's an amazing father. He's logical but chill enough to be a good middle ground in the middle of all the crazy. He's basically the kind of parent we all need. He's very intune with others feelings and always knows what's wrong when she's crying.
Nifty: She takes on a lot of the important stuff like changing and bathing her. She's tiny and can't actually pick the baby up but she's a surprisingly good parent anyway. She's still Nifty though so she's definitely making toys out of roach corpses and entertaining her with those puppet shows.
Sir Pentious: Okay this man has no idea what he's doing at all. He's not very good with children just because he doesn't know how to interact with them but he shows love in his own way. He's the one that makes her crib and most of her toys. He's definitely the one that teaches her math and science when she's older and they would probably invent together too.
Alastor: He wanted absolutely nothing to do with this baby. He was against bringing her into the hotel all together but eventually he warmed up to her. It starts when everyone else is asleep and he hears the baby crying. After a minute of contemplation he decides to go see what's going on. He ends up rocking her and humming his jazz music until she falls back asleep. He starts doing this every night (someone has definitely walked in on him doing this but nobody mentions it to his face). He's the kind of parent that takes a vow like "I will protect you to my dying breath" y'know some crazy shit like that
Lucifer: He's there all the time helping out. He's the kind of grandparent that would brag about his grandkids, he's showing everyone pictures of this baby it's honestly embarrassing. He's really doing his best to make up for not spending enough time with Charlie. He's also the only one who knows anything about children like they wouldn't even know how to feed this kid without him.
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Fuck it. Steampunk era new albion tumblr
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We're meeting again at the crossroads tonight!! Bring your doll-ay doll-ay spirit!
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#voodoopunk #vote voodoopunk we dance with you on your graves
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man can these dolls play literally anything else. i keep retuning my granny's radio but it always plays that elysian night song :(((
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You just don't get it like we do
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my bro died so i have to take over the family business now :(( anyway hmu if you need anything special iykyk 😜🤙💯
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update: who tf keeps stealing our stock im gonna fucking bootleg doll you
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made some progress today :) the angels will be proud
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Elysium, the silent sighed lost lullaby...
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What a self own lmao
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op did u really think people were gonna vote against the doll? On the voodoopunk website?
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'voodoopunk website' up my ass y'all let the power get to your head. You fucking rusty ass stoner cultists ain't gonna last here
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THEY DEACTIVATED HAHA GET REKT
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My dad's been really terrible lately... at least i have the dolls to comfort me
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Their song is so beautiful... if only i could join them...
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Elysium, the silent sighed lost lullaby
Elysian night
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With great agony, we announce the passing of one of our dear members. Mod A, also known as Acolyte Amelia, you will be missed.
- Mod B
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I KNEW THOSE DOLLS WERE PROBLEMATIC FROM THE START UGH... don't support the voodoopunks they're lying to you #killthedolls #antivoodoopunk
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Amelia didn't die because of the dolls dumbass you're just using her death as a means to further your stupid political agenda smh 🙄
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AND YOU AREN'T???
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I FUCKING TOLD YOU GUYS
#anti voodoopunk #kill the dolls #i fucking said it from the start but y'all didn't LISTEN
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can anyone even hear me
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gothghostiie · 3 months
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some sleepy cozy headcanons for Weskie from an Eepycozy girl rn
This man loves to have you sleeping on his chest. Makes him feel big and strong and protective. Bonus points because it puts you in ideal kiss and snuggle range. He also likes resting his chin on top of your head. He loves having you all cozy in his arms- what better way to make sure you’re safe and warm?
EYELID. KISSES. He presses delicate kisses to your closed eyes whether you’re awake or not. He’s far from a superstitious man, but a tiny part of him hopes that by pressing his lips to your eyes, he can give you good dreams.
If you ask, Wesker will happily hum or sing to you to put you to sleep! He has a beautiful singing voice, a rich, deep baritone with a lovely vibrato. Perfect for lullabies! He often subconsciously strokes your hair or rocks you in his arms while he hums or sings. Watching you fall asleep to his voice gives him a warm sense of peace and comfort that he hasn’t felt in a long time.
If you need or want stuffed animals to accompany you, he’s fine with that too! He understands that your stuffies are like his sunglasses- comfort items that help you face the world. Generally, he sets a limit of three or four stuffies per night and keeps the rest in one of those big nets hanging on the wall. He’s caught himself gently rubbing the soft texture of your plushies before, and quite frankly, he treats your companions with respect. If you leave one in his office with him or something it will be in his arms or lap when you come back and he won’t even realize it.
This fucking menace of a man will have entire conversations with you while you sleep, if you happen to talk in your sleep. He finds it both fascinating as a man of science and incredibly endearing. If he has his phone or a pen and paper handy, he takes notes about what you say and how you respond to his interaction. Will gladly share them with you when you wake up.
these are so sweet but I WILL fight him over how many plushies I can have in the bed
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0dde11eth · 4 months
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Witchers and how they comfort ciri when theres a thunderstorm:
Eskel: it's angels bowling
Vesemir: lengthy science explanation, (it's so boring she falls asleep)
Geralt: gives her warm milk and hug and tells her to go to sleep
Jaskier: sings ciri her favorite lullaby
Lambert: takes advantage of the setting and tells her a scary story. Then gets yelled at by everyone when she inevitably has nightmares
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♦ beauty and the beast ; dottore x gn!reader ; modern au ♦ the infamous second harbinger with...a beautiful voice !?
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your boyfriend, zandik, is...known in the science field. how wouldn't he be? he's one of the top students of the sumeru akademiya and a criminal.
you don't say criminal lightly.
but he's definitely a genius, which is also why he never gets a break from his job, constantly doing one experiment or the other. he is one of the fatui's biggest assets.
luckily, you managed to convince them to give him a break since sitting in his lab all day and looking at him dissect weird creatures wasn't the best date plan, and they agreed (with some persuassion which may or may not have included threats and food).
"why do we have to do this again?" zandik says, rolling his eyes. "because it's fun, zan," you start, "and we haven't had time for ourselves in ages," you scoot over to him, cuddling up on the couch. with a sigh, he wraps his arms around you, draping them across your shoulders. too engrossed in the movies, you fail to notice the lovesick smile on his face as he brings you closer to him.
what movies are you watching? well of course some of the best movies in history! disney movies!
the movie marathon goes on with zandik telling you how childish this is. "seriously, these are movies for children," he'll say, squinted his eyes in criticism. but he doesn't change it, neither does he leave, but he still seems very uninterested.
that is until beauty and the beast pops up on the screen. you fail to know why, but he doesn't criticise it after the first few scenes, intently focuses on it, occasionally looking at you whenever belle and the beast are together. is he pulling you closer as well?
you both ending up falling asleep by frozen.
the next day, zandik has work yet again, and you don't know when you'll be able to have a peaceful time like you did before again. the thought makes you feel a little sad.
you seat yourself on one of his tables, fidgeting with some of his things before you hear a familiar song. you look at him, confused until you see his lips moving.
"certain as the sun," he pauses, "rising in the east," you're sure he doesn't realise that he's singing, but you can't bring yourself to tell him. how can you when you're entranced by his voice. it's angelic and almost like a lullaby. enough to rival columbina, even.
"tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme," he pauses again, tinkering with something in his hand, "beauty and the beast," you look at him in awe, slowly getting down from the table as he reaches the end of the song.
"tale as old as time," he sings and you creep forward. "song as old as rhyme," this time, you two sing together. zandik finally realises what he's been doing, but instead of stopping, he smirked, bringing you closer by the waist and facing you, lips inches away.
"beauty and the beast," he finishes the song with his lips on yours, smiling. you really have him wrapped around your fingers, don't you?
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theleechyskrunkly · 1 month
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Name: Aurinelle Sireiwen.
Basic Info:
Class/Grade: Class 2-C/Sophomore (No. 27)
Dorm: Octavinelle.
Birthday: February 29th.
Zodiac Sign: Pisces.
MBTI: ISTJ.
Age: 18 (he’s been at NRC since 16, but had to retake freshman year due to failing several magic classes) 
Height: 6 feet 2 inches/ 188 cm.
Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous.
Homeland: The Abyssal Sea (the super very bottom of it, where light never reaches).
Family: Unnamed mothers, six unnamed sisters.
Species: Sireno (male counterpart of a Siren/Sirena).
Unique Magic: Heed My Call. Has the power to hypnotize anyone by singing, allowing him to make them do his bidding. He can also suck out people’s voices as well as their magic to feed his own.
Preferences:
Club: Science.
Best Subject: Music.
Hobbies: Singing, poison making, sitting soaking wet in a bathtub in his merform.
Pet Peeves: Being touched without permission, when his hair gets tangled, heat and dryness, being questioned.
Favorite food: human flesh Cephalopoda (octopus and squid)
Least Favorite Food: Shark meat.
Likes: Octavinelle, the ocean, singing, music, cooking, reading, water, swimming, his hair.
Dislikes: Fishermen, human traffickers/hunters, gossip, nets, narrow spaces, crowds, alcohol, anything that restricts his movement.
Appearance (Human Form):
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Aurinelle has curly knee-length hair the color of freshly fallen snow, with purplish blue that starts at his roots and quickly fades into white. He cares for his hair like his life depends on it. His skin is entirely pale except for the patches of aero blue that surround the scales around his body. His scales are capable of changing color based on his mood, however he’s come to have control over that ability in order to avoid being easily read.
Aurinelle has a lithe body with impressive flexibility and is incredibly tall, towering over most students at a whopping 6’2 feet. His nails are naturally black and he paints over them with different types of glitters and decorations. His low, defined cheekbones make his facials look charmingly youthful. He has droopy hooded eyes colored a golden yellow that fades into a light blue. His eye lashes are long and well taken care of. On the other hand, the underside of his eyes are marked by heavy blueish eye bags (which he’s often nagged about by Vil).
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In his merform, Aurinelle is extremely thin, yet incredibly strong. He is about 7 feet in length, and his entire body is painted in different shades of blues, purples and pinks. His massive tail has many different gems that act as his scales that also change color. His scales shine brightly in the dark, both on land and in the sea. His tail fins are an unadulterated white, which contrast with the rest of his body hue.
When in his merform, the color of his sclera changes from white to pitch black and his irises become solely yellow. The scales on his tail form a pattern of waves that entangle with each other in a sort of Yin Yang formation.
Personality:
Aurinelle is relatively quiet, and always has a resting bitch face on. He’s usually avoided for both his large size and for several lurking rumors about his identity and species, since no one actually knows what he is. He dislikes being questioned about his identity, because to land dwellers and coral sea inhabitants alike, sirens had gone extinct centuries ago. Imagine the ruckus if he were to be found out!
However, unlike many assumptions, Aurinelle is a wonderful listener and an impressive leader. That does not mean he can’t give firm and harsh criticism when required (some people in NRC need a harsh slap from reality). He’s protective of those whom he’s fond of, and is extremely soft to children, singing lovely lullaby songs if his appearance happens to intimidate them. He’s hardly ever deceived (Azul, Jade and Jamil learned that the hard way), and has sharp senses that alert him if someone is nothing but trouble. He hates being watched (cough Rook cough), but he knows the difference when he’s watched out of admiration vs out of spite or the like.
Overall, he’s a misunderstood giant.
HE’S FINALLY FINISHED AFTER SO MANY HOURS OF DRAWING
gosh I LOVE HIM
spoiler alert: I’m never drawing his merform again 😜
Tagging: @thehollowwriter @cyanide-latte @enigmatic-pers @xen-blank @distant-velleity @elenauaurs
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Father in law Jake that helps his son to understand how different Na'vi pregnancies are different from human ones, na'vi women eat a lot of proteins that are easy to digest, like fish, humans for the other part... "I would die for some fungus soup with that spicy thing that the science guys eat, maybe with some grilled teylu on top" Neteyam is almost horrified by your cravings for the soup of foul and rotten smell with that dammed spicy thing without real flavor, Jake tells him that's normal.
FIL Jake who talks to you and convinces you to put a more human name to his future grandkid, Neytiri isn't thrilled but what can she do? Neteyam wasn't sure about it at first but when he hears it is a derivative of the name "Tommy" he can't say much, and if you're happy with it then it's fine.
FIL Jake that is the one responsible to give your recently born kid to the village chief to be welcomed in the tribe, it was supposed to be Neteyam but since he is supporting you to stand (after a gruesome and long labor) it's his father's duty, so delicate and so tiny that both na'vi warriors are extra careful (the baby is huge by human standard but almost a doll in the eyes of the na'vi) you are just smiling tiredly when the chief says your kids name, Neteyam hugging you to his side and taking your hand with his own and the other to his mother.
FIL Jake that kind of helps you with the outcome of raising a kid as delicate as one of more human features (technically the kid is way more human than the rest), don't get me wrong, of course Neytiri and Neteyam are there to help, but apparently the baby is soothed more quickly with the contact of human skin (soft, warmer and easily pliable), if it's just you two is fine with them but there is an dangerous feeling in the air when anyone from the human base also tried to help you while you take your baby to the human base (they did the collaborative effort to raise spider so they may know one thing or two)
FIL Jake that obviously helps to raise his grandkid, Neytiri is a bit taken back by the fact that her own blood produced such a tiny bean that needs more care than any na'vi child, but she isn't complaining, you can see her or Jake around the village with the tiny baby strapped safely on the back or chest while doing their usual activities.
FIL Jake that sings human songs as lullabies, he goes from Iron maiden to Pink Floyd and Neytiri is almost horrified by some words.
FIL Jake that makes some fun of his son when the habit of the newborn baby to coil his little tail around is more visible than ever even when his tiny eyes are still closed, saying that Neteyam did the very same thing at the same age.
FIL Jake that is, somehow, a very much needed help when you try to give your child a more open vision of human culture to your kid.
I LOVEEEE SUPPORTIVE FATHER IN LAW JAKE GKJAGKSDLG
this is so cuteeee especially the idea of jake and reader bonding over human experiences 😭 and he'd be such a good grandaddy!!
FIL jake would take reader's side in arguments, i just know it
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dappersautismcreature · 4 months
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maybe Soulfire Daycare
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yessss
Bad and Tubbo come to eachother at the same time, with the same idea, they want to start a school, a daycare together. Some place where the eggs can learn, but also where they can be comfortable, safe, and be taken care of.
Bad covers History, Writing(basically like, grammar and essays n stuff, its called English in the US but like,,, yeah) and Dapper co-teaches Science,, which is just Dapper talking about animals and ecosystems n stuff.
Tubbo covers Music time(sometimes a dance party, but also sometimes they break out the flutes and Tubbo plays the piano), PE (he's the coach lmao), and Create Class, in which he teaches the basics, with Sunny as his apprentice.
The eggs every week have an hour where they get to teach their own 'classes' and they get to help the others learn something! its optional, but Sunny and Dapper fill their slots every time they can. Pomme teaches self defense. Ramon teaches advanced Create, and Explosive Chem. Chayanne has a Culinary class and all the eggs make a snack like muffins or sun oven pizza(collab with science). Tallulah teaches music. Sunny teaches Econ LMAO. Pepito talks about Spiderman mostly. Richas varies, but he'll usually teach Pranks, which the teachers are oddly fine with, but he also teaches Languages in which he helps the eggs learn new words. Em teaches baking. Leo teaches Marine Biology and Building.
Fieldtrips, to the library, the dragon (Bad likes to cover foolish in rabid eggs and then conveniently disappear), the olders get to go to dungeons. Nap time, even for the olders is also important, mandatory. Bad sings a lullaby to the eggs that have trouble falling asleep while Tubbo attempts to whisper a story but just riles them up more. Movie days, swimming days, anything the eggs want, they can do.
They serve breakfast and lunch from a little kitchenette, and snacks of course, fresh fruit and toast and crackers. Popsicles on hot days, cocoa and cookies on cold ones.
There's a little nook for kids to hang up their jackets and backpacks and it always has extra ponchos and little booties and rain hats.
Tubbo has a little fanny pack on him at all times that has a bluetooth speaker and a mini first aid kit. Bad is always somehow bringing a kid a blanket, draped over his arm.
The building itself has a small reading corner, quiet and dark. Any egg that gets overwhelmed can rest there, but if they're really overwhelmed they can stay in the office, which is seperated by a door, and has a big couch, several stuffies, and some fidget toys. No chairs or desks, only a big soft rug that kids can lay, sit, stand on, whatever is comfortable.
Any eggs can come there at any time, get dropped off by a parent, or warp when lonely or sad. One of the teachers is usually there, and ready to have fun whenever.
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catindabag · 11 months
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TBOSAS on Crack short take (11)
*How Strabo Plinth’s conversation with Coryo Snow went*
Strabo: Tell me, Coriolanus, are you more like your father or your mother?
Coryo: Um. . . Weird question, but ok. I’m more like my mother, I guess?
Strabo: And why is that?
Coryo: *starts sweating profusely* We- um- we both love music and arts!
Strabo: Is that all?
Coryo: I- I also love to sing because of my gorgeous father! He used to sing to me these old but sweet lullabies when I was a child-
Strabo: My darling Crassus also used to sing to me all the time!😍
Coryo: What?
Strabo: Nothing. Please continue.
Coryo: Um- Singing and looking pretty are my best talents!😀
Strabo: Oh, that’s a relief to hear. That’s totally great! Brilliant even! Welcome to the family, my future son-in-law!🥰
Coryo: Your what?!😟
Strabo: My gorgeous future son-in-law! You see, Sejanus told me all about you!
Coryo: About me?!
Strabo: How your eyes ✨sparkles✨ like fresh fallen snowflakes. How incredibly smart you are! Top of the class! Best in your year! And all that lovey-dovey stuff couples tend to say nowadays!
Coryo: Sir?! Sir, I think you’ve misunderstood! Your son meant to say that we’re just a couple of besties who kiss and go on dates occasionally-
Strabo: And when you saved him from death, he told me that he’s now a new man with a new dream!
Coryo: A new dream? What dream?!
Strabo: Haven’t you heard the news, my boy?
Coryo: Heard what exactly?
Strabo: Sejanus told me that you told him to become ✨THE FUTURE PRESIDENT OF PANEM✨!🥹
Coryo: President of what?!
Strabo: And you also agreed to marry him!
Coryo: Marry?! I’m too young to marry-
Strabo: And since you’re a Capitol Noble with a respectable name like Snow, it will be easy for Sejanus to enter into politics!😈
Coryo: This must be a fever dream.
Strabo: Not only that, my boy! But it will be easier for my son to become President of Panem once you marry into my family!
Coryo: Into your family? What about my family?!
Strabo: Don’t you worry about that! I called your grandmother and she happily and willingly gave her blessing!☺️
Coryo: Her blessing?!
Strabo: Don’t be too harsh on her, my boy! Your grandmother basically sold you to us Plinths!😈
Coryo: She- she sold me?!😱
Strabo: To Sejanus.
Coryo: Does my cousin even know?!
Strabo: Your cousin is already making your wedding dress.
Coryo: Mr. Plinth, how much money did you pay the Grandma’am?!
Strabo: Surprisingly, she only asked that when you become the ✨First Lady of Panem✨, all the food prices, especially chocolate and honey should be covered by the government!
Coryo: That’s it?!
Strabo: Not quite. She also demanded that all of Panem should mandatorily celebrate The Festival of Roses annually.
Coryo: That’s understandable.
Strabo: And lastly, she told me to ban drunk Dean Highbottom from calling her at midnight to cry about my dearest Crassus Snow.
Coryo: Your dearest Crassus Snow?!
Strabo: My lovely Snow Angel~.😍
Coryo: But Highbottom-
Strabo: Don’t worry about that pesky Highbottom, my boy! I was also banned from doing what he’s currently doing!
Coryo: But what about my cousin?!
Strabo: Tigris just asked me to fund her lifestyle.
Coryo: So she just wanted money?
Strabo: Yeah.
Coryo: But Mr. Plinth! Sir, how about your wife?! How about you?! Don’t you want grandkids?!
Strabo: My dearest Coryo, are you questioning the power of modern science of this era where genetic mutts and advance medicine are basically at our disposal?
Coryo: No. I just thought that you would never approve-
Strabo: Sejanus said that you guys are going to marry and have kids after graduation.
Coryo: What?!😱
Strabo: After that, my son will be busy in politics, while you look after the children!
Coryo: Children?!
Strabo: My gorgeous grandkids!🥰
Coryo: How many grandkids do you even want?!
Strabo: Good question! My wife and I want to spoil at least 24 and more grandchildren! And with your Snow genes, they’ll be drop dead gorgeous like your lovely father!😉
Coryo: 24 kids?! I have to “carry” 24 kids?!😱
Strabo: YES!😈 And hopefully more!
Coryo: More?!
Strabo: You can even start calling me father if you want.
Coryo: Father?!
Strabo: Yes, that’s me!
Coryo: I think- I think I want- I want- *is malfunctioning*🫠
Strabo: And last question before we end.
Coryo: Mr. Plinth, I think I’m going to fain-
Strabo: For our new family name, which one is better, ✨Plinth-Snow✨ or ✨Snow-Plinth✨?
Coryo: *faints from the shock*
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cookiesandbiscuits · 7 months
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Cookie's 18th Birthday Bash Writing Challenge Prompts
> Cookie's Writing Challenge Event Rules
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September 15: Sweets
September 16: Sunflowers
September 17: Rest
September 18: Excitement
September 19: Animals/Zoo
September 20: Games
September 21: Beach/Sea
September 22: Physical Touch
September 23: Travel/Adventure
September 24: Home/Safe haven
September 25: Ducks
September 26: Pictures
September 27: Book/Story
September 28: Myosotis
September 29: Cats
September 30: Fashion/Clothes
October 1: Autumn
October 2: Music/Sing
October 3: Comfort/Sick Day
October 4: Forest
October 5: Puzzle/Mystery
October 6: Stars/Moon
October 7: Curious
October 8: Foxes
October 9: Quality Time
October 10: Yellow
October 11: Chocolate
October 12: Hibiscus
October 13: Magic
October 14: Exams
October 15: Picnic
October 16: Movies
October 17: Ice Cream
October 18: Surprise
October 19: Thrill
October 20: Lazy Day
October 21: Paint
October 22: Science/Facts
October 23: Doodle
October 24: Beloved
October 25: Lullaby
October 26: Mischief
October 27: Snacks
October 28: Dancing
October 29: Kiss
October 30: Fireflies
October 31: Boo!
November 1: Camping/Bonfire
November 2: Connection
November 3: Fangirl
November 4: Troublemaker
November 5: Fate
November 6: Date
November 7: Coffee Shop
November 8: Strawberries
November 9: Dear
November 10: Promises
November 11: Daydream
November 12: Pajama Party/Sleepover
November 13: Friendship
November 14: Letter
November 15: Cupid
November 16: A Night Out
November 17: Rainbow
November 18: House
November 19: Rings
November 20: Laugh
November 21: Secret
November 22: Time
November 23: Fireworks
November 24: Snow
November 25: Smile
November 26: Vacation
November 27: Alcohol
November 28: Knight
November 29: Portal
November 30: Flight
December 1: Hopeless Romantic
December 2: Quirky
December 3: Special
December 4: Future
December 5: Sunshine
December 6: Spring Day
December 7: Sparkle
December 8: Cuddle
December 9: Hot Chocolate
December 10: Garden
December 11: Eyes
December 12: Sunrise
December 13: Bet
December 14: Invitation
December 15: Gifts
December 16: Roses
December 17: Gratitude
December 18: Growth
December 19: Reunion
December 20: Memory Lane
December 21: Family
December 22: Escort
December 23: Responsibility
December 24: Candles
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* Please use the tag "Cookie's 18th Birthday Bash Writing Challenge" if you use the prompts in this prompt list. Thank you!!
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