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[impish-baby]

Ima need some more big brother Jaiden (is there any other siblings also?)

The reckoning - Jaiden's reaction to his baby sibling leaving - (Yan big bro x reader)

(There are more siblings! Jaiden is a middle child, a set of twins are the oldest)

Jaiden scoffs after his mother asks if he's seen the youngest of the household. Of course, he fucking hasn't! He could care less about the brat, they're probably just at a friend's or something.. No, he doesn't know who any of their damm friends would be. No, he can't call them! God.. fine, he'll help look for the twerp at least..

Seriously... he's going to be so pissed when you get home. Mom and dad are making a huge fuss over what? You apparently haven't been at the house for a few days, big whoop. You're an adult. You barely took any of your crap with you, you didn't run away! They need to calm down for five goddamm seconds, they really think you ran off somewhere? You? Who's always clung to your family like a leech? Yeah, right...

Except.. a few days turn into a week, and there's nothing. Mom had thought that maybe you'd go to the twins, but they haven't heard from or seen you at all. Even those bastards are starting to worry and... Jaiden will never admit this to anyone, but he's starting to worry too. You had always followed him around like a little lost ducking, even as you've gotten older. And now you're what? On your own somewhere? He knows you're too dumb, too naive, too trusting to be by yourself. If you get hurt or if someone takes advantage of you, who's going to be there to help? Can you even take care of yourself if you get sick? Shit...

He feels so fucking pathetic.. but damm does he miss you. There's no one climbing onto his bed to watch him game or pouting at him to drink something other than energy drinks... it feels so lonely. It's why he's lying down in his little siblings' bed, cuddling the childhood stuffed animal they left behind. You... left it. You would always bring it everywhere with you growing up, and you just...left it. Like you left him. Abandoned more like it. He didn't even get a fucking goodbye!

Does he not deserve one? He.. jaiden knows he hasn't been the best older brother, ok? But is he really so terrible that you didn't even feel the need to let him know that you're leaving, to give him a hug, at least? (He'd always shove you away... wouldn't he? Jaiden doesn't remember the last time he ever really showed you any affection...)

Fuck...he's sorry! He's sorry, he's sorry, he's so damm sorry... please just come home... Jaiden feels like he's going to drown without you, he needs his little sibling..

The stuffie is damp with his tears by the end of the night, but jaiden refuses to let the stuffed animal go, clinging to it like a lifeline as he falls asleep in your bed. Don't worry, he'll make it right, you just need to come home. Please... come home..

(a/n: aw, poor guy :(( he's going to be clinging to that stuffie every night, it still smells like you afterall..)

[luzzarm]

⛓️⁺‧₊ ⌞ᵐʸ 𝔓𝔞𝔦𝔫 ʸᵒᵘʳ 𝔗𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔩𝔩 ♥︎ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

Pose based on a stunning illustration of manga Veil, by Kotteri! (2nd photo)

— ʰᵒᵖᵉ ᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ♡

[h3r-devil]

Your love is addictive. Your love is a drug and I love it. I need it. I need you. You're all I need in this world, this universe and this lifetime and the next.

You're in my veins, my lungs, my heart and soul. My brain is infected by you. I don't ever want to be cured. I want to be infected with you forever and forever.

[seilnakyle]

Selina + Historical fashion

Tudor / Elizabethan / Victorian

[coolauntlilith]

Everyone's making Catradora vs Ballister x Ambrosius comparison posts.

All I saw tho?

(Excuse my blinds reflecting on my tv lol)

[an-albino-pinetree]

Some really tiny guys with their choice of drinks, because I got inspired! -v-

@theamazingdigitalraceway

AU by @thescarletnargacuga !

[kawaiibunnygirll]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

[moodyvoid]

please i need an alternate life path of dabi 😭😭

Honestly, it would be pretty bad :(

He sees his life as the hero his father wanted him to be. If he wasn’t a “failure”.

Dabi has conflicting feelings about it at first. Seeing himself as a hero left him a little in awe, but it’s also painful as fuck to see.

But then he sees his life behind the scenes. Natsuo and Shoto were never born. Fuyumi grew up extremely lonely since Touya was always training with Enji. Worst of all, Touya is acting just like Enji and going down an abusive/neglectful path with his own future family.

Dabi’s like “You know what?… I’m good.”

(I just don’t see him having any good outcomes being around Enji. Enji, himself, would have to be a completely different person).

ANOTHER PATH:

Rei leaves and takes the kids.

Touya still practices with his quirk, despite it burning him. No longer because he wants to be seen by his dad, but because he genuinely wants to be a hero on his own. (Maybe to spite him a little lol)

Rei is able to get him the proper physical/mental treatment that he needs, and works with top notch doctors/scientists to figure out ways for him to use his quirk without burning himself.

As technology advances, Touya eventually gets the help/equipment he needs to more safely use his quirk (not completely unscathed, but FAR better than it was). He joins the hero course and becomes a pro hero on his own.

(Unfortunately, while a nice outcome, this results in him unable to awaken his ice ability. So he’s always going to have some trouble with his quirk.)

Dabi is watching all of this and he’s almost emotionally destroyed until the next thing he sees…

Touya goes to visit Rei and she’s got company already. He sees Mr. Compress standing in Rei’s kitchen. Yeah that’s right I turned this into Compress x Rei gotcha you’ll never know when I’ll strike with StepDad!Compress

Dabi is like “Okay, I’m done seeing this shit.” and then as he walks away, he stops by Mr. Compress and is like “Stay away from my Mom.”

Mr. Compress is like “??????”

[savingsallow]

— Happy Birthday Val! 🌟

— excellent shots by marty @girl-named-matty!!! ATE 😌💅🏻✨

[impish-baby]

I’ve been reading your past stuff again and I need more of the Yandere fam!!!! What if instead of the reader having left of their own will what if they were like coerced or forced into it by their partner (extra points if it’s like an abusive partner) and when they turned back up they looked terrible? Like, living in a run down house getting into fights constantly terrible. You don’t have to write this is you don’t want to, but I figured I’d share the idea!

-🫀 anon

Bore the shadows that you made - Jaiden's reaction to reader having an abusive partner - 🖤

(trigger warnings: abuse mentioned/referenced, injured reader)

Jaiden hates how you flinch. Like he'd hit you.

No matter how much of an asshole he is, no matter the issues he has controlling his temper, he'd never raise an unkind hand towards his family. The fact that you apparently think he would hurts at first before it quickly boils away into righteous anger.

"You.." Jaiden takes a trembling breath at the frighted look on your face, trying to force himself into some semblance of calm. "Ok." His voice is terse as he drops his hand, tacking a step away.

"W- We.. you're ok." He's not used to trying to comfort someone, but god he needs you to stop trembling like that. "Here, see?" Jaiden drops to the ground, making himself as small as possible. "It's just me. Nobody's gonna hurt you."

Someone's already has by the look of things, the shiner around your eye being proof if the flinch wasn't enough.

His jaw is clenched so hard he thinks his teeth might break, but it's the only thing jaiden can do to stop himself from yelling. "Can we just talk? Please." The relief when you sit down across from him is short lived, sat far enough away that he'd have to lunge to get anywhere near you.

It's better than watching you shake like a kicked puppy though. "Right.." The tension in the room is suffocating, "did.. did you want to leave?" Jaiden dreads the answer, but he needs to know. His breath hitches at the timid shake of your head, jaiden will never tell you the guilty happiness that settles in his chest.

He's not happy you left unwillingly, that you're in this shitty situation at all. But you didn't leave him. You didn't. And it gives him all the more reason to snap that bastard's neck later.

"Can..do you want a hug?" Jaiden opens his arms, fully expecting to be rejected. "We don't need to but- oof!" He gently wraps his arms around you when you barrel into his chest, cracking a small smile. "I'm here, ok? You're safe."

[davidbyrne]

"I sense the world might be more dreamlike, metaphorical, and poetic than we currently believe[...]. I wouldn't be surprised if poetry--poetry in the broadest sense, in the sense of a world filled with metaphor, rhyme, and recurring patterns, shapes, and designs--is how the world works. The world isn't logical, it's a song."

Happy Birthday David Byrne (May 14, 1952)

[allnightstay]

"You're Being Childish"

Summary: Gaoshun notices Jinshi is in a mood and decides there's an easy way to get him out of it.

Lee: Jinshi 💜

Ler: Gaoshun

⚠️ this is a tickle fic ⚠️

Hope you enjoy! ~ This might be one of my favorite fics yet 🙈

The air in Jinshi’s private study was thick with tension, the kind that only arose when the man was deep in thought—or deep in frustration. His brows were furrowed, and his normally composed face was taut with annoyance. He leaned over the desk, papers scattered in front of him, but his gaze was distant. The usual aura of grace and control that surrounded Jinshi seemed to have dissolved, replaced by a rare moment of irritation.

Gaoshun, ever observant, stood by the door, watching Jinshi for a long moment. His normally calm expression shifted to one of concern, though he kept his approach light.

"Jinshi," he said softly, crossing the room and stopping at the desk, where Jinshi barely acknowledged his presence. "You look like you've been chewing on a thorn. What’s bothering you?"

Jinshi sighed deeply, glancing at Gaoshun with a flicker of frustration in his eyes. "Nothing you need to worry about. Just... a small matter I need to handle." He dismissed the conversation with a wave, but his voice betrayed his inner tension.

Gaoshun tilted his head, studying his master. Jinshi’s shoulders were hunched, and the usual confident, almost smug expression had faded. This wasn’t the Jinshi he knew—the one who always carried himself with poise and composure. No, this man before him was... less than his usual self.

"You know," Gaoshun said with a teasing tone, "you really ought to stop acting like this. You're being a bit... childish, don’t you think?"

Jinshi, looking exasperated, gave him a sharp look. "I am not being childish. I am simply... occupied," he muttered, his voice tight.

Gaoshun, however, wasn’t going to let it slide so easily. He smiled mischievously. "Occupied, huh? You look like you’ve been sulking. Why not let it go for a moment? There’s more to life than reports and concerns."

Jinshi didn’t respond, too deep in his thoughts to even argue. Gaoshun, now fully convinced that his master needed a distraction, let out a quiet chuckle. He’d dealt with Jinshi’s moods before, and he knew just the remedy.

"Well," Gaoshun said casually, stepping closer to the desk, "if you’re not going to cheer up, I’ll have to help you out. You look like you need a little... fun."

Jinshi gave him a pointed, annoyed look. "I don’t need fun, Gaoshun. I need peace."

Gaoshun raised an eyebrow. "You call that peace?" He reached down and, without warning, lightly poked Jinshi’s side—right under the ribs.

Jinshi jumped in his chair, his back straightening instantly, a sharp, surprised gasp escaping his lips. His eyes widened. "Gaoshun, what are you—?"

Gaoshun ignored him, his fingers dancing quickly over Jinshi’s side, lightly skimming over the sensitive skin. "Oh? You are ticklish," Gaoshun mused, his voice teasing. "I never thought the mighty Jinshi could be brought to giggles by a simple poke."

Jinshi’s face flushed slightly, a laugh bubbling out of him before he could suppress it. "Ihihi—Gaoshun!" he protested weakly, but the protest was undermined by the fact that his body was already squirming in the chair. His lips pressed tightly together in an attempt to keep the laughter at bay, but it was no use. Gaoshun’s fingers seemed to have a mind of their own.

"Oh, what’s this?" Gaoshun continued, his voice light and playful, though his hands were becoming more persistent. "The stoic Jinshi, reduced to a giggling mess. How... charming."

Jinshi, now unable to remain composed, let out a small, uncontrollable laugh. "Nahaha! Stop it! I—" But before he could finish the sentence, Gaoshun pressed in a little harder, his fingers finding their way into the side of his ribs.

"No can do, Jinshi," Gaoshun teased, his hands moving expertly along the sensitive spot. "You’re being childish, after all. Let’s see how much more childish you can be."

Jinshi’s breath hitched, and he doubled over slightly in his seat, trying to escape the tickling. His normally unflappable self was slipping away, and soon, a full-on laugh escaped him. "AHAHAHA Gaoshun, stoHOHOhop! I’m not—ahahaha—beheing childish!" He tried to speak between bursts of laughter, his usually formal speech turning into a series of giggles.

Gaoshun grinned, clearly enjoying this rare moment of seeing Jinshi so unguarded. "Oh, I think you are. A very ticklish child, at that."

Jinshi’s attempts to stay composed faltered as Gaoshun’s fingers found another vulnerable spot, just below his ribs. The effect was immediate—Jinshi burst into deeper laughter, his entire body jerking with each new touch. He clutched at his sides, squirming desperately in the chair, but the tickling just wouldn’t stop.

"Ahhh AHAHAahahaha! Please! Nohohot there!" Jinshi gasped out, his face flushed with both embarrassment and the uncontrollable joy of the laughter. His hands shot up to try to push Gaoshun’s hands away, but he couldn’t stop himself from laughing harder.

Gaoshun, never one to back down from a challenge, pressed his advantage. "Not there? But you sound so childish when you laugh like that."

Jinshi, his body wriggling in the chair, could barely get out a coherent thought. "I—hahaha—stohop calling mehehe a child!" he protested weakly, though it was clear from the way his laughter was building that he was losing his grip.

Gaoshun’s fingers moved faster, more deliberately now, working their way around Jinshi’s waist and along his sides, the pressure and speed increasing. The effect was immediate—Jinshi’s laughter grew louder, a deep, throaty sound that filled the room. He tried to wriggle free, but Gaoshun was too persistent, tickling him in a way that had Jinshi gasping between belly laughs.

"You are a child, Jinshi. A very ticklish, giggly one!" Gaoshun teased, his hands relentless.

Jinshi could barely breathe between his fits of laughter, his entire body shaking from the ticklish assault. His attempts to sound dignified fell apart as his laughter turned into uncontrollable giggles. "Nohohot!—hahaha—I’m nohohohot—ahhahahaha—stohohop, plehehease!" he gasped, his voice wavering with every new burst of laughter.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Gaoshun relented, pulling his hands away. Jinshi slumped back in his chair, breathless, his face beet red from both laughter and exertion. He wiped his eyes quickly, still catching his breath, his chest heaving with the remnants of his deep belly laughs.

Gaoshun stepped back with a grin, satisfied with the result. "There. Now you look much better, Jinshi. A little lightheartedness was just what you needed, don't you think?"

Jinshi, still recovering, gave Gaoshun a weak glare, but there was no venom in it. He couldn't even maintain his usual sharpness after such an intense round of tickling. His smile, albeit reluctant, tugged at the corners of his lips. "You’re insufferable, Gaoshun."

Gaoshun raised his hands in mock surrender. "I’m just here to help, Jinshi. I wouldn’t want you to remain all... sulky and serious."

Jinshi chuckled softly, rubbing his side where Gaoshun’s fingers had been most relentless. "You have a strange way of helping."

"Everyone needs a little laughter, Jinshi," Gaoshun said, his grin never fading. "Even you."

Jinshi finally allowed himself to relax, the tension melting from his shoulders. Though the embarrassment still lingered, there was a lightness in the air now—something Gaoshun’s antics had clearly accomplished. Jinshi leaned back in his chair, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he glanced at his servant.

"You’re lucky," Jinshi muttered, still catching his breath. "I’ll get you back for this."

Gaoshun only laughed. "I’m counting on it."

And with that, the two shared a brief moment of peace—one where Jinshi had, for once, been caught off guard, but it was a reminder that even the most serious of men could find joy in the simplest of things.

[h3r-pr1ncess]

“Don’t go sharing your devotion, lay all your love on me”

[aegos-eros]

Oc x canon week day 1: monochromatic

[f-o-and-selfship-club]

[leonisandmurex]

Favourite photo(s) of royals in Hallowe'en costumes — if the theme was period costume

Royal Autumn 2024 challenge