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piived · 5 months
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I am such a slut for Danny having supernatural strength and being able to kill someone with a single slap because he’s used to fighting ghosts who are built Sturdy (and literally can’t die, that is very helpful in a sparing partner) so he has to learn such meticulous control when he moves to Gotham where he starts regularly getting into scuffles with humans who think he’s an easy target (he looks like he has the sturdiness of a wet newspaper) and the whole time he’s more stressed about not drawing the Bats attention by being too good or accidentally killing someone so he has to walk that fine line of acting like a scrawny loser and dipping out at his first chance without being clocked as a meta.
Danny, laying on the ground and getting kicked repeatedly by a thug: *tries to angle himself so the guy can kick out a knot in his back*
Danny: *deadpan* oh, ow, stop that hurts, oof
Robin, watching from the rooftop and recognizing the dramatics from the Supers: father there is a meta
Batman, also watching and having flashbacks to Clark’s earlier days: *so so tired and already mentally getting the adoption paperwork ready*
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keanoble · 3 months
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reposting the prompts i got on twitter!
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vee and luz playing wii
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hunter trying to get vee into cf
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vee and viney
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last but not least titan and puppet lumity <3
(i have a twitter btw, you should check it out 👀)
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shootingmorningstar · 1 month
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Anon, I am so sorry .ᐟ I accidentally posted your request wayyyyy too early and had to delete it .ᐟ That being said, thank you so much .ᐟ My favorite part of writing is getting to see it resonate with others, so comments like these really make my day. Anyways, let me just say that I love this rq. You're right, that's such a funny scenario.
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀Alastor With a Vee!Reader .ᐟ
You hadn't expected to climb the ranks at Voxtek. Really, you hadn't. You started off as nothing more than one of the many assistants Vox seems to get off by yelling at. Just another spineless sinner that would probably end up selling their soul to one of the three overlords, more than likely your boss.
That is exactly how your friendship with Alastor started out, actually. It wasn't too often you got a day off -- there isn't exactly any form of worker protection in hell -- so you were delighted to be able to take a stroll through Pentagram City. Maybe you could buy a new dress, or even stop by Rosie's Emporium .ᐣ Any hopes you'd had of a nice peaceful day were dashed, however, by your boss' face lighting up your cellphone.
Ugh, he was calling you .ᐣ Really, on your one day off .ᐣ Nevermind, of course he was. It seems you signed away your right to any peace the moment you became an employee under the VoxTek name.
Answering it with a simple ❛ how can I help you, sir .ᐣ ❜ had resulted in a frustrated yell so loud it resembled the high pitched screech two electronic devices echoed when forced near each other. He wasted no time in telling you a report you hadn't even written was absolute garbage and that you needed to come in and fix it now.
Or, at least, that's what you assume he was going to say. He'd gotten no farther than ❛ in ❜ before a shadow crept up on your phone, promptly ending the call.
Confused, you spin around to see Alastor. The Radio Demon, one of the most powerful sinners to ever be sent to Hell . . . . had ended your phone call .ᐣ
Now you were even more confused. You knew both Alastor and Vox despised each other -- that much had been made clear a little bit after the second to last extermination with your bosses power play becoming a duet.. battle .ᐣ
That much was public information but why in Hell's name would he ever interfere with a phone call .ᐣ He hated modern technology. You're spared from your confusion, though, when a staticky voice crackles to life in front of you. ❛ Why on Earth would you ever allow him to speak to you in that manner, dear .ᐣ ❜
From that day forward you began to see Alastor more and more, each time with a new piece of advice he had to offer you on dealing with such a terrible boss. It was absolutely orchestrated on Alastor's part, but either you didn't realize or just couldn't bring yourself to care. What you absolutely realize, though is that Alastor's advice is working. Each little bit of information he gives you dives a little bit deeper on how to deal with Vox -- how to actually have a backbone against his outrageous demands.
Fearing one day that you might push back just a little too hard and be met with the lethal force of an angry Overlord, Alastor gives you a tiny, what appears to be hand carved wooden radio. Your fear is warranted and he knows it -- you wouldn't be the first VoxTek employee to end as nothing more than a written off casualty. The idea is simple ; speak the demon's name into his namesake if any of the Vee's put you in danger and he would come to your aid.
The little trinket acts as a security blanket. From that day forward you tell Vox what you think of his ideas and where exactly he can shove the piles of paperwork he didn't feel like doing and rather pushed to you.
And Vox is impressed. You can't speak to him the way you do without being Velvette or Valentino. He doesn't know whether you're spunky or foolish, but he decides he doesn't care which. He also decides you're wasted as a secretary. In no time you're rising the ranks, going from secretarial supervisor, managing the entire office, all the way to Vox's personal assistant, making yourself known as VoxTek's rising star.
As his assistant, you find yourself attending meetings with the other Vee's often -- and to your surprise, they like you. Especially Velvette. Enough to demand Vox to share.
That's how you became a member of one of the most feared groups in Hell, the newest Vee, their underdog assistant. You take on responsibilities from all three of them, keeping them running smoothly.
All the while you're finding time to go out with Alastor for tea and a stroll through Cannibal Town. He usually despises physical contact, so you can't seem to understand why he wrapped his arm around your waist as you walked .ᐣ
What you hadn't seen was the sinner with their phone out, camera pointed at you and ready to snap a shot of Hell's newest Vee hanging out with their sworn enemy. The picture explodes on social media before Vox can get it under control, and before he knows it it's being reposted to Sinstagram twice for every one he deletes. He's outraged, calling you and demanding an answer. Alastor has long thought of this, though -- so as the two of you planned, he pretends to walk away, leaving the view of the cameras Vox is undoubtedly watching you on before using his magic to cut them off.
It's then you explain that you'd befriended the Radio Demon 'for the Vee's' in hopes of 'gaining intel to sabotage him and his Hotel.' It's a lie, but it appeals to Vox's sense of hatred for Alastor enough to slip by undetected. The idea of finding out his enemies secrets thrills him, actually.
Continuing your friendship has never been easier. Occasionally, you'll ask Alastor an overly intrusive question, he'll reply with a falsehood and you both try not to snicker as you try to act like you're trying to go behind his back to report the answer to Vox.
To be honest . . . Velvette and Valentino don't really seem to care half as much about Alastor as Vox does. They're very interested in the power felling him would bring them and so your fake spy mission does please them, but seeing you beside him didn't really send them into a frenzy like it does Vox. Velvette makes a comment about you trying to get him to change -- ❛ seriously, I know the cunt's all about avoiding cameras, but has he got to avoid mirrors, too .ᐣ that cane went out of style before radio .ᐟ ❜ and that's the end of it.
Alastor had intended you to serve as a tool against the Vee's from the very start, but I think he genuinely does enjoy your company. Sure, most of his motivations are self driven and semi-sociopathic at times, but he isn't incapable of making genuine bonds. His friendship with Rosie seems to be strong, and he's at the least fond of Mimzy and Niffty.
It surprises him regardless. He doesn't even have to be sneaky about his true intentions to you -- you know what he wants and gladly comply all the while enjoying his company. I imagine he enjoys having someone to dish into all of the Vee's shortcomings with, too.
The way I personally interpret this dynamic is platonic, but if it were to step into romantic territory, Alastor would need to be the one to approach it. He has little to no romantic desires or attraction, so I think any sort of confession would be a major turn-off from him. He wouldn't react well to others feelings being pushed onto him. However, if he were to bring it up, you're plenty patient enough to wait while he figures things out. You dealt with Vox's verbal abuse for years, this is lightwork in comparison.
Platonic or romantic doesn't matter, what does is the excitement you get when Alastor picks you up from work at VoxTek HQ and the amusement you share when you hear the sound of a monitor shattering from Vox's office.
If you were ever to be found out and stripped of your title, you have an ally and friend in Alastor, and that's by far the most meaningful thing to come from your work.
Hi, hi .ᐟ Another post out. I've been thinking on this rq ever since I got it and I think this is a good way to both show how evil and manipulative Alastor can be while also having fun. Alastor is a character that is so hard, at least to me, to keep in character while doing x r.eaders. I hope this sits well with any Alastor stans reading this .ᐟ
As always, let me know what you think .ᐟ Hearing back from you guys keeps me writing. Enjoy ♡ .ᐟ
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April Drabbles - 24/31
Prompt: Clouds
Featuring: Gojo X Fem!Reader X Geto (implied poly)
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You lay on the grass with Geto and Gojo, enjoying the light breeze. It was a surprisingly calm day, the three of you staring up at the sky, watching the clouds go by.
“Wouldn’t it be nice if we could just stay like this forever?” you sigh out loud. 
Geto snuggles closer into your side in response and Gojo lazily opens a piercing blue eye, looking up at you, his head comfortably nestled on your belly. 
You gently stroke Gojo’s hair and put an arm around Geto, feeling the need to be closer to both of them. They were your world. 
April 2024 Drabbles Masterlist
divider by @/ saradika prompts by @/ creativepromptsforwriting
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starsfic · 4 months
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Headcanon prompt: Amity has a beautiful singing voice
Luz was crying in her sleep again.
Vee stayed silent, unsure of what to do. Again.
Luz...cried in her sleep a lot, Vee had learned quickly. She wasn't sure if Luz herself knew that, since the tears always started when Luz was pretty deep asleep and stopped an hour or two before she usually woke up. She had a feeling nightmares were involved, since sometimes Luz would whimper or sob out names. (She had nearly screamed when she heard a soft "...Vee..." once.)
Vee took a deep breath. Okay, now she needed to do something. She rolled over and shifted, prepared to climb down.
"Que llueva, que llueva..." She paused. A soft voice had begun to sing. "...La Virgen de la Cueva, que llueva, que llueva..." Vee poked her head out.
"La Virgen de la Cueva, los pajaritos cantan," Amity sat next to Luz, holding her hand and reaching up to cup her face with her other hand. "Las luna se levanta." Her voice was soft and quietly beautiful. Vee had known Amity had been practicing her Spanish, but she had no idea that she could sing like this, or that she had learned a lullaby. "¡Que sí, que no," She looked up and managed a smile that communicated a message.
I got this.
She looked back down to Luz. Vee sighed, turning to stare up at the ceiling, letting Amity lull her and Luz back to calm sleep.
"Que caiga un chaparrón! ¡Que sí, que no, le canta el labrador!"
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oh-cramity-its-amity · 5 months
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hexsquad + vee going christmas caroling in the human realm, but they realize hunter is tone deaf.
vee and luz have to coach them all through the songs because they also keep forgetting the lyrics.
bonus points if amity forgets that ice is slippery and is wearing luzs beanie <3.
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usslakevee · 4 months
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thinking about body swap fics involving Spock. Thinking about the way they frequently have whoever is in Spock's body emoting in more human ways.
Then thinking about the fact that Vulcans have stronger emotions than humans which is why they have to cultivate such strong emotional control. Then thinking about the fact that emotions are largely biochemical reactions.
Anyways if anyone were to bodyswap with Spock (or any Vulcan) they would immediately go feral, completely incapable of handling emotions that are far more impactful then they are used to. And with 3× their normal amount of strength.
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amarionetista · 1 year
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So hello everyone. I really don't know if anyone has written about this idea before, most likely they have.
Anyway, I've seen plenty of comics where Masha totally reacts to Vee, like they already knows they secret.
However, if we look at previous episodes we remember that Masha met Vee when she was pretending to be Luz.
And, once Luz returns, we no longer see their interactions. I think it would be interesting to have a story from Masha's perspective, as for they most likely Luz just walked away with new people. And it hurt they even though, from what we've seen, Masha might be used to being seen as weird and then dumped by friends after a while.
And Vee tries to approach they, but Masha is still upset despite hiding it all with they confident attitude.
And what I ended up thinking last night, sorry if the English is wrong, it's not my first language. If you write, give credit and have fun writing. Good luck and a hug.♥️
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melonsharks · 2 years
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soriel week day 1 is fire 🔥🔥🔥 date night is always an event.
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dmsr-art · 6 months
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For those of us who like your Tridentariicest art and also want to pay it forward with custom-written porn, do you have any other requests?
omg 🥰🥰🥰!!!!!
YES I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS......
corona has an exhibition kink and she's always trying to get ianthe to fuck her in public places. it's like a little game they play, ianthe tries to resist and corona tries to figure out ways to tempt her sister into giving in. imagine her wearing a skirt with no underwear, it would be so easy for her to act like she's just sitting on her sister's lap 😳 you can decide the setting (Third House, Canaan House, etc)
(this one is inspired by a tumblr ask) ianthe using her flesh magic to give corona a big cock for petplay because she loves the idea of her sister being a big dicked bimbo puppy girl who just wants to rut into her. leashes and collars (shock collar if you wanna go nuts) and MUZZLES please!!! have corona just be a pathetic sub top that just needs to fuck/breed her sister so, so bad
ok noncon situation, imagine ianthe fresh off consuming babs. the absolute POWER coursing through her veins. she is drunk off it and feels so alive and there is her beautiful sister with her big beautiful tears spilling down and she flinches when ianthe reaches out to touch her and well..... that is unacceptable. she needs to show corona who she belongs to 😳 (lets assume they had some downtime before everyone else showed up lol)
THANK U ANON!!!!
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piived · 4 months
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this post but it’s Tim and Danny
Tim came across a weird symbol during a case and he’s run into a dead end with it. He’s taken to doodling it as he thinks and one night it gets particularly bad and he’s probably drawn it like a hundred times as he mentally goes over all the details of whatever case he’s working and then BAM there’s a glowing green (Lazarus Pit green, oh shit) swirling vortex and someone, no, something, is crawling out of it and —
“Okay, enough! I’m here!! What the FUCK do you want?”
It’s a… teenager? With glowing green eyes and white hair and he’s… floating? and super hot What the fuck.
Tim: What the fuck.
Danny: No that’s my line. What the fuck. Do you want?
Tim: Uhhh —
Danny, looking around: Wait holy shit is this the Batcave!??
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akkivee · 5 months
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what else i think that scene needed lmao
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Could you do something with some nice Luz and Hunter sibling fluff (I watched the last 2 episodes of toh and I’m so sad)
They're siblings, your honour 💕
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"You have fire bees here!?"
"No, fire flies. And they don't set anything on fire," Luz said with a laugh. Hunter didn't look reassured. Well, she couldn't blame him; most flora and fauna in the Boiling Isles wanted you dead- or at least wanted to take a bite out of you. All the normal, non-deadly surroundings of the Human Realm utterly baffled her friends.
"I'll show you," Luz promised.
"She's telling the truth," Vee piped up. "They're actually pretty cute."
It was the perfect time of year for fire flies. When Vee told her she'd gathered the courage for a closer look a few weeks back, it gave Luz an idea: fire fly catching! A nice, quiet activity for them all to do together.
Sure enough, once it was dark out, Luz could see the little balls of light bobbing around in the garden. She gathered an armful of jars and her friends, leading them outside.
"I don't know..." Hunter hung back, looking at the bugs warily from the back porch.
"Come on, when have I ever led your astray?" Luz teased. Hunter only raised an eyebrow.
Fair enough.
"Come on," Luz repeated, holding her hand out. A few feet away, Gus was cowering as Vee happily let a fire fly land on her hand. Willow was chasing the bugs with a little too much enthusiasm and Amity seemed enthralled by them all. One even landed in her hair.
Hunter looked at their friends and took Luz's hand. Sometimes it was still odd to hold his hand without his gloves in the way.
"So we just...Catch them in a jar?" Hunter asked. He turned the jar over in his hands, as if looking for a trick.
"Yep, pretty much," Luz confirmed. "And then we let them go. But while they're in there we get a closer look and they're like little nightlights."
Hunter seemed intrigued by that. He looked at Gus, hiding behind Vee, and Willow who was scaring a few bugs away with her wild swinging.
"I, uh...I shouldn't do that, right?" he asked.
"Absolutely not. I'll show you."
With Luz's guidance, they soon had a jar full of fire flies. The little bugs glowed softly, gently flashing on and off, twinkling like stars.
"Whoa..." Hunter held the jar up close to his eyes, closely examining every little fire fly.
"They're cute, right?" Luz asked, nudging him. He nodded, not looking away, hardly even blinking.
Wolves were his clear favourite, but Luz could confidently say that fire flies had successfully won Hunter over too.
Another idea sprung to mind and she smiled. Hunter didn't like the dark, she knew that, but he insisted on powering through it. He utterly refused to leave the basement light on, insisting he didn't want to keep Gus awake with the harsh light. But maybe...
"Remind me to show you some fairy lights," she said and Hunter's head jerked towards her so quickly she thought she heard something snap.
"Fairy what?"
"They're not made from actual fairies!"
"Then why are they called that!?"
"Because-" Huh, Luz had never thought about it actually. "Because they remind people of fairies." Yeah, that sounded right.
She kind of wanted to slap that judgemental look off his face. He was lucky she was feeling so nice.
"People expect fairies to be cute here," she reminded him. Still plainly baffled, Hunter went back to staring at their jar of fire flies.
"I'll show you," she promised. "I think you'll like them."
She wasn't even sure if Hunter was still listening, but after a moment he nodded. "Okay," he said quietly.
Luz's smile grew. Hey, if Hunter was going to be staying here when this was all done, they'd need to make sure the basement was an actual comfortable bedroom for him.
Steady on there, Noceda, Luz reminded herself. But she knew her mamá had been thinking about it. Luz had been thinking about it. Even Vee, who'd been so nervous of Hunter at first, quietly asked her who'd be taking care of him when The Collector was gone, and she'd looked so worried when Luz had been forced to admit that she didn't know.
Belos had been his only family- no, screw that, Belos didn't count. Belos didn't deserve Hunter. They had their own little found family and Hunter was part of that now.
They'd have to discuss it all at some point, but not tonight. Tonight was peaceful and Luz refused to spoil it.
But she'd show Hunter some fairy lights tomorrow.
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rosemaidenvixen · 5 months
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Leaf Peeping
Ao3
Vee peeked her head into the kitchen, watching mo– Camila packing bags into a cooler.
Now that she knew the truth it felt weird to still call her mom. Sure she’d done it for months while pretending to be Luz. But doing it now, now that Camila knew she was a basilisk, that meant something…
Camila noticed her watching and smiled “Hi Vee, are you up for going somewhere fun?”
Vee cautiously stepped the rest of the way into the room “But…what about Luz and the others, they’re still out exploring the town?”
They’d offered to let Vee come with them but she’d declined, not wanting to be a sixth wheel. It wasn’t like Luz and the others were mean or anything, all of them were very nice, but the five of them clearly had their own thing figured out. And whenever they invited Vee to join them, which they did quite frequently, it was clear that she was the tacked-on extra. Inside jokes sailed over her head and relaxed casualness was replaced with awkward politeness. She knew that with time they’d get closer and things would get easier, but today Vee didn’t just couldn’t take feeling like the odd one out again.
“It’s fine I already talked to Luz,” Camila finished packing the cooler and zipped up the top “We’re going to be scouting for a good location today, and next week we’ll all go,”
Scouting, scouting for what, what did Camila want her to do?
She slung the handle of the cooler over her shoulder and shot Vee a grin “So what do you say, are you up for an adventure today?”
Camila’s expression was sunny, but Vee couldn’t help but feel a little twist in her belly.
But after Camila took her in, took care of her, let her stay even after learning the truth, how could Vee refuse her anything.
“Sure,” she did her best to smile with enough brightness to match Camila “Let’s go,”
A short while later the two of them were sitting in the car heading out of town, having passed the ‘Now Leaving Gravesfield’ sign five minutes ago.
Vee leaned against the glass of the window, watching the trees rush by in a flame colored blur. What were they doing this far out of town? From what she understood there really wasn’t much outside Gravesfield until you got to Springfield, but Camila said the drive wasn’t that far. 
Abruptly Camila turned and pulled off onto a small side street, driving a little further before coming to a stop in a small parking lot nestled deep inside the trees. 
Camila stepped out of the car and moved around back to grab the cooler, slinging it over her shoulder, Vee cautiously followed her “What is this place?”
“It’s a trailhead for a lot of local hiking trails, it’s really popular for leaf peeping this time of year,”
Vee trailed after her as Camila walked across the parking lot towards where a small dirt trail led into the trees “What’s…leaf peeping?”
“People come and look at the leaves changing colors,” as they stepped into the shady shelter of the trees, heading deeper into the forest, Camila turned back and flashed her a grin “I thought that the two of us could come and find a nice spot for a picnic today and next weekend we can all come out and enjoy the fall colors together,”
Vee’s gaze scrolled around the trees “Fall colors….”
She knew that leaves on trees in the human realm changed color, the same way she knew that the sky was blue and rain was cold. It just wasn’t something she’d given much thought.
But being out here, with nothing around but Camila and trees, she really started to take in the colors. Orange and yellow, red and gold. Each in every possible shade surrounding her in a whirl of warm color.
“Do you have a favorite tree?” the question tumbled out of her without thinking.
“Yes my favorite is Maple, like that one over there, it has the bright red leaves with the three points,”
“Those are where we get maple syrup, right?”
“Yup, now how about you, do you have a favorite tree?”
Vee had to think about it for a second before pointing towards a thin tree with brilliant yellow, fan shaped leaves “I like that one,” 
“A ginko tree! Those are lovely, and ginkos are one of the oldest tree species that exists. They’ve been around for at least 200 million years,”
“Whoa…”
A canopy of copper and gold covered them as they stepped through the shadow of a massive that smelled faintly spicy, Camila pausing mid step to glance at it “Oh, this is the sassafras where I saw a family of foxes,”
“Foxes?” Vee glanced around, glee bubbling up in her chest. She knew what foxes were from watching nature documentaries. They were wild animals that you shouldn’t try to touch, but not super dangerous as long as you didn’t bother them. They were so cute and she always wanted to see them in real life “Do you think there might be more around?”
“I’m sure there are, maybe we’ll see one today, but they are pretty shy, but we’ll see some birds for sure,”
From there Vee kept a careful watch, eagerly looking to spot any human realm animals. They didn’t see any foxes, but she did see some crows, a few blue jays, and even a cardinal. After a while they came to a stop at a wide open spot in the trees, numerous smaller trails leading away to various metal picnic tables. 
“Alright Vee, which one do you think is best?”
She looked around for a few moments before making her choice “That one,” Vee pointed to a table tucked away near a grove of maples.
“Excellent choice!” Camila stretched out her arm, palm open and fingers spread wide “Lead the way brave explorer of the human realm,”
Unable to help the giddy smile that spread across her face, or the giggle that bubbled out of her chest, Vee darted ahead, Camila right behind her as she rushed to the table and took a seat.
Camila plunked down the cooler on the table, unzipping the top and reaching inside “Ok I’m still figuring out what the best human food for demons is, so let me know what you–”
“Are those anchovies!” Vee all but shot out of her seat when she saw Camila pull out the small can.
“They most certainly are. I also packed pickled eggs and dulce de leche squares, and  turkey sandwiches if you’re still hungry,”
The joy inside Vee’s chest bubbled over “This all looks amazing! Thanks mo–”
She froze, the word halfway out of her mouth.
Camila didn’t so much as twitch, watching her from across the table, her gaze gentle.
Vee swallowed and reached inside to find her voice again “Thanks…mom,”
“You’re welcome,” Camila said with a soft smile “Now I think I have some anchovies with your name on them,”
Smiling back, Vee reached out and accepted the can, heart so full it was nearly bursting.
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April Drabbles - 4/31
Prompt: Easter Egg
Pairing: Nanami x Fem! Reader
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You carried the little boxes of colorful tin foil covered chocolate eggs, the only kind of Easter Eggs you had any interest in. There was joy in bringing these into work, watching everyone’s expressions light up when they received a box.
A familiar head of blond hair comes into sight and you excitedly hasten your steps.
“Nanami!” He turns, his usual inscrutable expression breaking into the smallest of smiles as you approach.
“For you.” You hand him a box, all smiles, trying not to seem too eager.
He accepts it gracefully. “I always look forward to getting these from you.”
divider by @/ saradika
Prompts from @/ creativepromptsforwriting
@actuallysaiyan, @daswanj @byul9158, @mirrors-musings , @estarlias
@hunnie-lily
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starsfic · 7 months
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Imagine when Lilia comes to the boiling isles, it's cause she's running from a bus supposed to correct her while Marinette and Adrien are trying to get her on there
(Vee will still pose as Luz, Camilia's finance are stable again but she's deeply troubled by Lilia's self-centered personality
The battle against Shadowmoth had been long and hard.
But, at the end, good triumphed over evil.
Gabriel Agreste was arrested with his accomplices Nathalie Sancoeur, Chloé Bourgeois, and Lila Rossi. The latter was why Ladybug and Chat Noir found themselves in the police station with Gina Rossi, an Italian diplomat, and Alya. (Ladybug wasn’t sure how the latter got in here (based on her face, neither did she) but she was willing to let Alya get a look.)
“Based on her records, this seems…” Roger hissed through his teeth as he flipped through the file. “Not a surprise.” he finally settled on.
Gina looked ready to faint. “This isn’t new behavior?”
Roger looked up from the file with a raised brow. “Ma’am, did you not look at the record of the girl you were adopting?” Ladybug opened her mouth, only barely managing to get ahold of herself to clap her hands over Chat and Alya’s mouths before the questions could come out. She had no idea Lila had even been adopted. Poor Mrs. Rossi looked ready to faint already. “According to her file, starting at a young age, Lila has shown a history of lying.”
“That can’t- I didn’t-” Gina snatched the file and started scanning it, her face slowly getting more and more pale. “...this can’t…” Ladybug released her partner and her best friend’s mouths so they could step closer and peek over. Alya whistled.
Lila’s file was long.
The first recorded incident was when Lila was five. She accused a daycare worker of giving her food she was allergic to. The new manager had fired the poor girl on the spot, not even giving her a chance to explain until Lila’s bio mom, one Ms. Camila Noceda, had come to pick the twins up from daycare.
“Lila doesn’t have allergies.”
The daycare worker, as it turned out, had said no to Lila taking a doll from Luz. She had been restated with much higher pay soon after. The Nocedas had given her money for the lost wages.
The second had been aimed at a family friend of the Nocedas. Six-year-old Lila, with a new black eye, had accused the boy of hitting her at a party. The entire family had been outraged until they learned the boy wasn’t there…by him returning from his part time job. As it turned out, Lila had just tripped.
The pattern continued. Lila would lie, only to have her lie revealed. As time continued, the lies grew bigger and closer together. Soon, Lila was lying all the time. In the notes that Gina flipped through, Ladybug made a note.
Most of the lies were revealed by Lila’s twin, Luz, or the girl’s bio parents. Distance began to appear. The last incident happened…
Her blood ran cold.
There had been an accident on a family boating trip. Luz Noceda had fallen overboard while apparently not wearing her life vest. Lila had never been solidly accused, but it was noted that she was the last one to see Luz alive. The little girl’s body had never been found.
Now, Marinette knew Lila was bad. Who got a kick out of lying to people? But she was starting to learn, more and more, how evil she was.
Luz had been like her. A weird girl who still spoke the truth and disrupted Lila’s lies. Unlike her, she had been listened to. And for that, Lila had possibly killed her.
(For a second, she felt smug. Adrien could take the high road and shove it.)
“We actually called Camila Noceda in to ask her questions,” Roger said, wreaking the silence. “She’s on her way in now.”
“Does she need someone to pick her up?” Chat Noir asked.
Roger shook his head. “You misunderstand. She’s walking into the building now.”
The door opened. “Right this way, madame,” an officer said in English. “Camila Noceda is here, sir.”
Camila Noceda was a woman with dark bags under her eyes and a soft frown. She wore a yellow sweater that seemed to have been hastily pulled over a medical uniform. She was a pretty older woman with grey starting to soften the dark curls in her hair. Ladybug couldn’t see any resemblance to Lila from just one look.
“What did she do?”
Roger blinked. “What?”
“Lila. What did she do this time?” Chat and Alya both winced at the harshness. Camila sighed and rubbed her eyes. “Sorry. It’s a surprise to get a call about your biological daughter so late in the evening.”
“It’s nothing to be offended about, madame,” Ladybug couldn’t help but take a step forward and grip Camila’s hand. Exhaustion lined the poor woman’s voice, and this whole experience, based on the last incident, must’ve been making her flashback. “I’m sorry to have to drag you in like this. We just have some questions about Lila Rossi’s lying habit.”
A warm smile bloomed to life. “Thank you, sweetheart,” Camila reached up and patted her cheek. Maternal warmth seemed to seep off her now. Ladybug couldn’t help but lean into the warm touch, suddenly reminded of her own mother. “I’m happy to answer any questions, but what did Lila do?”
Oh boy. Ladybug glanced around. Roger, Chat, and Alya didn’t meet her eyes. It seemed like-
“It was my fault.” Gina stood up straight, shoulders clenched. “I’m Gina Rossi, Lila’s m…” She paused and shook her head. “Lila’s adoptive mother. I think we spoke on the phone when I adopted her.”
Camila nodded. “We did. You were so excited to welcome Lila into your family.” Her smile turned sadder. “I hated giving up on Lila, but I couldn’t…” She sighed. “I couldn’t give her the help she needed.”
Gina nodded. “Neither could I,” she whispered. Camila cocked her head. “I didn’t look at her file closely. I didn’t read about all the incidents, the lying, everything. I let her manipulate me.” Gina reached up and rubbed her forehead. “She helped a terrorist attack Paris because I enabled her.”
Camila’s eyes went wide. “She did what?!”
“She also skipped over a year of school!” Gina’s voice choked into a sob. “She’s getting me in trouble with the embassy because she made up stories about traveling everywhere, she’s getting into legal trouble, and she almost ruined one poor girl’s life!”
Camila clearly flinched. “She did?”
“Yes!” Alya stepped forward. “My best friend, Marinette Dupain-Cheng.” Ladybug blinked. “I…I also helped enable her. Without knowing! But I still helped her.” She presented the phone to Camila, who looked ready to faint. “I’m really sorry, Mrs. Noceda.”
Camila took the phone, allowing Ladybug to see that Alya had pulled up the Ladyblog. Specifically, on the video of Volpina helping Shadowmoth.
The woman was eerily quiet, staring at the screen. Her eyes were wide as the video first played. They narrowed as the video replayed a second time. A third time.
“...I…I can’t believe this.” Camila passed the phone back to Alya. Her hands were shaking, as though she was ready to throw the phone. “No. You know what? I can believe Lila would do that.”
Roger stepped forward. “Your answers will help us make sure, madame.”
“Ask away,” Camila said, taking a deep breath in and letting it out. “And then I want to talk to her. Luz has some questions of her own.” 
The door opened, revealing a girl. She was pretty, with golden hairclips pushing back hair to reveal golden eyes.
“Where’s my sister?”
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