#Heath's parents

[starlightshadowsworld]

Little cousin AU

Aka Heath Burns is canonically cousins with Jackson Jekyll and Holt Hyde.

And this is just a whole ass AU where their all just close and Heath being a protective older brother figure to them both.

Family backstories in this AU.

Heath's mother is Abigail Burns née Blake and his father is James Burns.

Jackson and Holt's mother is Cyra Jekyll née Blake and their fathers are Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde.

Abigail and Cyra are sisters.

They are both fire elemental monsters.

The Blake sisters were infamous at Monster High when they attended.

Cyra was wicked smart, she was a spit fire who never took shit from no ghoul.

Abigail was a trickster, she was more mellow back than but she fought every fight to win.

Their parents were never around for either for them, so far caught up in their own lives they forgot they had children.

The Blake sisters were as thick as theives and they were trouble.

And trouble always has a way of finding trouble.

Henry Jekyll was a rather odd kid, a new student who was originally from Londoom.

He was a normie who had ancestry with monsters.

And had wanted to see if he could awaken his heritage.

... And he did a lot more than that.

Edward Hyde came into creation.

It took a time for the two to co-exist peacefully but from their they were inseparable.

Henry and Edward were both ostracised at Monster High.

Considered neither normie nor monster.

But made an unlikely friend in James Burns, head of the Casketball team.

Who had asked if Henry would be open to tutoring him as he was failing Clawculus.

Henry, reluctant but agreed and the two ended up becoming good friends.

James would continue to look out and talk to Henry, even turning on his own team when he found them bullying him.

Few people wanted to mess with the guy who's self proclaimed body guard was a powerful fire elemental and one of the best Casketball players in the school.

Edward was suspicious of James in the beginning but they too would become good friends.

James didn't gave any family, he was an orphan and the three of them were a lot like brothers.

So much so, James would tease Henry and Edward on their crush on Cyra Blake.

They were academic rivials, competing head to head for test scores and grades.

Little did the duo know Cyra had a crush on them.

Abigail ends up meeting up with James, knowing he's Henry and Edward's best friend and the two make plans to set their siblings up.

Their meddling proves to be successful, and in doing so they end up getting to know each other.

And falling for each other.

The group were close, becoming a family to each other and riding out on a high for the rest of their time at Monster High.

But things weren't the same after graduation.

James was kicked out of the orphanage once he turned 18.

Cyra and Abigail's parents had left them the house and moved to Sacris.

Henry and Edward were disowned from their normie family.

They saw Edward as unnatural, as a disgusting monster who had possessed their dear Henry.

Unable to accept that Henry and Edward were both good people, a human and a monster co-existing.

Abigail and Cyra bought their boyfriends to their house. Living together for the first few years after graduation while everyone tried to pick themselves up move on.

Cyra, Henry and Edward eventually moved out.

Abigail and James married.

And a few years later as did Cyra, Henry and Edward.

Henry was on track to be a doctor, Edward was a writer. Cyra was in university to become a lawyer.

Abigail became a lab technician and James was working as a chefs apprentice.

It could have all ended their, that could have been their happily ever after.

But tragedy struck years later.

The group were having a picnic at a local park. Henry was pushing Heath and Jackson on the swings.

Heath was around 5 and Jackson who was turning 4 soon.

Edward switched with Henry to push the kids.

However, a group of normies saw. People who were close to Henry's parents.

And had heard all about their rants and ravings to everyone who would listen that their beloved son Henry had been possessed by monsters.

And had followed them here, and we're only further angered seeing the normie looking Jackson "in his wicked clutches."

Edward was attacked by normies trying to "cleanse him" his friends jumped into help but it was an ambush.

By the time they were able to get to Edward, now Henry he was gone.

The normies cheered that they had freed him, before running off in terror at James, fully flamed out as a giant monster roaring and yelling.

They tried to get Henry to a hospital but it was too late.

Cyra was heartbroken, James never fully recovered losing his best friend. And it was Abigail who got everyone back home safely and took charge.

Arranging the funeral, encouraging her sister to move back in with them and holding both of their hands as they all mourned their beloved friends.

Heath, already protective over Jackson and Holt took it upon himself to look after and protect them. They were his cousins, his little brothers now.

Jackson doesn't remember the whole incident but he and Holt wouldn't leave Heaths side for a long time.

Only seperated when Heath headed to Monster High but joined him soon enough.

Unfortunately the normies involved were never charged and got off scot free.

Cyra moved across the street from her sister and James, though they have all remained close.

They all carry Henry and Edward's deaths and raised their kids as siblings more than cousins.

Heath remains a protective older brother and in time and with therapy Jackson and Holt were able to find their footing and shine.

[lilithism1848]

[miss-americana-reputation]

love her madly

patrick verona x reader

warnings- smut 18+, fluff, oral (m receiving), daddy kink, spitting, name calling aka degrading, dacryphilia

inspired by love her madly- the doors

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“i got it.” i call out as patrick knocks on the door. “hi.” i smile and open it to see him smiling there. “hey.” he smiles back, softly kissing the side of my lips. “you’re early.” i point out, inviting him in. “wanna make a good impression.” he responds.

“okay, dad.” i call out, pulling him deeper into the house. i drag him into the living room to where my dad sits, watching tv. “yeah- oh.” he says, looking at us.

“this is patrick, my boyfriend.” i smile. “nice to meet you, sir.” he reaches to shake his hand. my dad shakes it and looks him up and down before letting go.

eventually i pull him away and into the kitchen where my mom is finishing up. “who’s this?” my mom smiles. “patrick, my boyfriend.” i introduce him. “nice to meet you patrick.” she smiles. “nice to meet you too, ma’am.” he smiles.

“dear.” she changes her attention to you. “hm?” i hum. “remember, we gonna have to cut dinner a bit short. the patterson’s invited me and your dad to a cocktail party.” she explains. “got it. i’ll clean up.” i softly smile. “perfect,” she says, wiping off her hands, “go make the table while i finish up.” she smiles.

i nod and pull out plates and silverware, handing the plates to patrick. we set down plates and cups. “wanna go get my dad?” i whisper to him as i follow behind him with silverware while he sets cups down. “i think he wants to kill me.” he whispers back. “i’ll go.” he sighs as he finishes and i smile as he leaves.

i help bring the dishes to the table as they come into the kitchen.

eventually we all get situated and we start eating. “food’s lovely, ma’am.” patrick smiles at my mom. “thank you.” she responds. “so any plans for after graduation?” my dad asks. “i’m planning on working at the music store at main street.” he smiles.

“oh isn’t that nice. been meaning to check that one out.” my mom smiles. we continue to eat for a moment, i softly take his hand under the table. i squeeze it one time for a check in, and he squeezes it back once to say he’s okay.

“so you do anything outside of school?” my dad asks. “yeah, i like to fix up cars, but your daughter seems to take up a lot of my time.” he answers, trying to get a laugh out of my dad. “oh. a future mechanic, huh.” he nods before eating.

dinner went by painfully awkward, eventually my mom and dad freshen up for the party and we finished eating then cleaning up.

“i think he hates me.” he sighs, carrying the last of the dishes to the sink. “he just needs to warm up to you.” i respond, washing off the plates. “do i smell like cigarettes? knew i should’ve not smoked today.” he asks.

“you’re fine, most dads don’t like their daughter dating people.” i smile. “hm. he thinks i’m a failure.” he sighs. “he doesn’t, i promise. he’s just tough.” i smile.

“okay, we’re heading out.” my mom walks into the kitchen. “okay.” i smile. “see you tomorrow. it was nice to meet you patrick.” my mom smiles. they leave as i finish up.

“okay.” i smile. he immediately presses his lips onto mine, lightly shoving me into the counter. “oh.” i hum against him. “sorry, i’ve been holding back all night.” he pants. i smile against him and pull him back.

he sneaks his hands down to my ass and he gropes them while he slips his tongue into my mouth, his easily winning dominance.

“pat.” i pant out. “hm?” he hums, moving down to my neck. “wanna go- fuck- upstairs.” i say. “okay.” he smiles. we move upstairs, stealing kisses and he slaps my ass a couple of times.

we reach my room and i pull him inside, quickly shutting and locking the door behind us. he pulls me on top of him on my bed. he connects our lips and it’s heated, clashing teeth and tongues fighting for dominance, which he quickly wins.

“please.” i moan, sneaking my hand down between us and palming him. his hand grabs mine and he flips us over. “did i say you could?” he spits. “sorry.” i apologize. “naughty girl.” he says.

he moves so he’s standing and i’m laying on the bed. “come on. kneel.” he demands. i follow his commands and kneel before him. “can i?” i ask, motioning to his fly.

“yeah.” he nods. i undo his belt and unzip his fly, then pull down his pants just a little bit. he helps me and pulls down his black boxers. his member pops out, slapping against his stomach. “shit.” he sighs, stroking himself.

“please.” i whine. “what do you want?” he asks. “fuck my mouth.” i swap his hand with mine and slowly stroke him. “yeah? want to have you throat fucked?” he smiles and i nod.

i take him in my mouth and he slowly thrusts into my mouth. “shit.” he takes my hair in his hands and uses it as leverage. i moan against him and he tightens his hand. “didn’t anyone teach you to not speak with a full mouth?” he taunts.

he continues to use me while i look up at him. “fucking slut.” he groans. i squeeze my thighs together for a bit of friction. “fucking pathetic.” he lowly laughs.

“wanna tell me who’s your real daddy?” he slows down. he pulls out and i catch my breath. “y-you. you’re my real daddy.” i look up at him, with pure submission in my eyes.

“good little slut.” he says, snapping his cock back into my mouth. “jesus.” he groans as i play with his balls. he continues to thrust into my mouth so i gag around him.

he uses my mouth like i mean nothing to him. i squeeze my hips together even more, trying to cause some friction. “look at you.” he smirks at my thighs. that just fuels him as he continues to fuck me.

i moan against him and he lets out a loud groan. i meet his eyes as i feel drool slip out from the corners of my mouth. he continues to fuck me and some tears fall down my face.

“aw. pretty baby is crying? you look so pathetic. choking on daddy’s dick.” he taunts. “shit.” he sucks in a sharp breath. “getting close baby.” he warns.

his hips become sloppy as he gets closer and closer. “oh fuck.” he sighs. “you’re treating me so well.” he praises. i let him fuck me as he eventually pulls out.

he finishes himself by stroking his cock and his seed goes all over my face. “shit, fuck.” he sighs as he finishes. he calms down and softly taps his cock against my head.

“here.” he says and quick runs to my bathroom. he comes back with a towel and helps me clean up. “you look so pretty.” he smiles as i finish cleaning up. “thanks.” i smile.

i go and wash my face and get ready for bed. i finish and join him in bed. “hi.” i croak out a bit as i lay down against him. “hey.” he smiles back. “you’re gonna be able to talk?” he asks and pulls me against him. “maybe.” i smile.

he softly laughs and kisses the top of my head. “you know i can’t stay?” he whispers after a moment. “mhm.” i nod. “where you disappearing off to?” i ask. “probably the same bar as normal.” he answers. “okay.” i nod.

“i love you.” he whispers. “i love you.” i whisper back. “i’ll stay until you sleep, how’s that sound?” he asks. “that works.” i nod as i’m already half asleep. “i’ll take you out for lunch tomorrow.” he promises. “okay.” i softly smile. “mhm.” he nods.

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[wild-rose3090]

I'm not a whole person

I never will be

Parts of me died in the place I called home

Not a home, but a tomb

For the person I could have been

Instead of this loveless husk I've become

Angry at those who failed me

I've learned to embrace my anger

It's shown me so much

That my mistreatment is unacceptable

I deserve compassion, kindess, and love

But when you're not fed love as a child

Later you will lick it from knives

[monsterhigh-world]

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[nothing0fnothing]

I am 25 and I am exhausted. All the time. I am fatigued. All the time. I need space and to be alone. All the time. I want to lay down. All the time. I need a nap. All the time.

Ive been so scared that this is a sign that I will always be this lethargic, exhausted mess of a person. That I'll never live a normal life because I'll always be tired and sleepy and low energy. But I need to be kind to myself.

I need to acknowledge that although things have been fine for 3 years, things weren't fine for 22 years. I had terribly abusive and non empathetic parents who didn't put my needs first. Then I was in an abusive relationship. Then I was homeless. Then I was in another abusive relationship. Then I went no contact.

In my head this is the first time things have been OK. And I need to process and breathe and rest and be patient with myself and understand that I need to be patient with myself. That I will not just jump out of my trauma and into a normal life and suddenly be OK.

These are my first steps to healing. This account, the meds, the therapy, the good relationship, the stable environment and yes, the rest. I need it all. I will be OK. Eventually.

[mushramoo]

getting told by ur parent that they were advised to get u screened/diagnosed for something when u were little but didn’t bc they “didn’t want u to use it as an excuse” after u struggled for years thinking u were stupid/lazy/etc is probably the most insulting thing ever. like they just assumed that u knowing what was wrong with u was gonna make u not try anymore. I can understand the thought process but at the end of the day wouldn’t u rather ur kid be a little flippant with accomodations/aid than not have them at all and think they’re worthless??? idk talk to me

[sveetbabied0ll]

ya know what’s really hard to realize? when you find out that some people really operate from a “i never loved you, i simply accepted the love you gave to me.” mindset and find no issue in it.

[montaguespades]

Hey so I'm here today to say one thing: FUCK your parents.

No matter where you came from, or who they told you that you had to be, you can BE the patriarch, matriarch, or otherwise gender non-conforming guiding light of your own family, and you can do so FAR away from anyone you've ever known.

Do not let blood relation (or the lack thereof) limit you, stifle you, or gaslight you.

A community is not built by inbreeding and unquestioned loyalties to your elders, fundamentalist Christian cults are.

This is your "go no-contact" signal, your reminder that the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb; you know who you love, and you know who truly and unconditionally loves you.

Honor yourself, and honor those who remain loyal to you; snuff them out of your life when they prove themselves untrustworthy and unsafe. You deserve it.

[abusesurvivorsafespace]

Children do not have the power with adults. The adult is the one with power and control. Adults are supposed to take care of you not hurt you. Even if you acted “bad” as a child it’s usually because of a bad environment abusive adults put you through. You didn’t deserve abuse and you have a right to grow from past mistakes.

[4spooniesupport]

[discordiansamba]

I love that in the Runaway AU, Keith can be explained by being half-galra, but then there's Heath and he's Also just Like That and it's hilarious. Poor Shiro over here is just burdened with the knowledge that yeah, Keith may be part Galra, but also he's part Heath. Just, Heath is hilarious because here is a man who had a child with an alien without so much as batting an eye and, of the paladins, only Shiro has enough context to know that. Anyway I love your fics, thank you!

It's so much fun to characterize Heath, since we know so little about him. He was only brought up three times! Personally I think any guy who decides to not only fall in love with the alien woman he pulled from her ship and have a child with her is going to be a little on the unique side. Plus he was absolutely down for fighting aliens. Needed zero convincing.

It's just fun in general to think that Heath as a kid was actually a lot like his son- he just mellowed out over time. Which is why he's more than willing to encourage his son being Like That because he was also Like That and he turned out fine!

Honestly? Once I characterized Heath as the guy who brings a shotgun to space in anomalous point, there was no going back from that. He's just like this now to me.

[wild-rose3090]

I don't remember how happy feels

All I know is aching, numbness, and pain

Swimming in a sea of memories

Searching for a shred of love

Only to find souls of parts of me that died

As they drown me in my misery

[monsterhigh-world]

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