#I hate being mad before I need to fall asleep but just... who the hell does shit like that

[heartshattering]

My aunt seriously complained about me "not doing enough work" today when I've been dealing with one of the worst flare-ups I've ever had.

[glitterypinkconverse]

─ ⊹ ⊱ IN THE HEAT OF IT ALL

e-42!miles x fem!reader

summary after having an argument with miles, you get mad as to why he always brings up your plushies while you guys are arguing. so, you threw them all away.

request by @friedturtlewhispers ! i accidentally posted this without writing actual story, so sorry your request got deleted 😭

a/n this is a continuation of the 42!miles headcanon from these headcanons! i’m a sucker for angst so ofc i has to write this 🤷‍♀️

warnings angst to fluff, cursing

“Ma, you’re the one who sleeps with stuffed animals at night.”

You two have been fighting over God knows what for at least 30 minutes, and whenever he brought up the fact that you sleep with stuffed animals at night pisses you off. You scoffed, stuck your middle finger up at him, and went to his doorway.

“Fuck you, Miles.” That was all you said before you walked out of his bedroom, and out his apartment door.

New York at night was chilly, so as you left the building you silently cursed to yourself. You forgot your jacket again, as it was hot during the day but then it cooled down. Luckily, your apartment building was only a block away, so it wasn’t that bad of a walk.

His words still rang through your head. That was his only comeback nowadays ever since he found out. You thought he hated it, for how much he teased you about sleeping with the stuffed animals. But secretly, though he would never admit it, he found it cute that you do. It made him happy seeing you happy, although you weren’t feeling it right now.

You thought actually sleeping with them bothered him, so as your mind was overflowing with rage, you did the petty thing.

You threw them all away.

Well, not really. You just stuffed them all in a bag and put it in your closet. But, it felt like you did because your once overfilled bed was now empty, the only thing on it was your clothes, pillows, and obvious blankets.

Your phone was blowing from texts and calls from Miles. You looked over at it and rolled your eyes. You put your phone on do not disturb, charged it, and then got in bed. All you needed right now was some rest, so you closed your eyes and tried to fall asleep. Though, it was hard without at least one thing to hold.

Miles on the other hand, was freaking out. He was pacing around his room angrily, you guys never ended on bad terms. You would always make up, because he knew how important it was for you to have closure. He wanted to make this relationship work, and right now he felt like he was failing it.

“Pick up the phone, Y/N,” he mumbled, silently cursing everytime it went straight to voicemail. He groaned and left his room, saying a quick goodbye to his mom before leaving the apartment.

He walked, practically ran to your apartment where he barged in because you forgot to lock the door. Your parents were out on a work trip right now, so he reminded himself to scold you later on this. But for now, his only priority was to set things right and make it up to you.

He slowly opened your bedroom door, from the light being off he figured you were asleep. That was all until you turned around to look at the light that was entering your room, and groaned when you saw Miles standing in your doorway. “Fuck off.”

He scoffed and made his way towards you, “That’s no way to talk to me, now is it?” He joked, though you weren’t having it.

“What the hell are you doing here, Miles.” You turned away from him, so he couldn’t see the anger that was still looming on your face.

“Whatchu think I’m here for? I’m here to make it up to you. We’re not leaving on bad terms, and I swear by that.”

You didn’t respond, and that left Miles quiet. He observed the position you were in, and noticed your bed looked different.

“Ma, where’s all your stuffed animals?” He asked, concern in his voice. He shuffled around your bed, looking over you and looking at the end of your bed.

“Gone,” you mumbled. He paused in his tracks, looking over at you even though you couldn’t see him. Your back was facing the wall, so he immediately turned you around to face him.

“Fuck you mean gone?”

“I mean, gone, Miles. Like, they’re not here.” He was shocked, you loved those things more than anything. He looked around your room, for any sign of them.

None.

“I’ll be right back,” he mumbled before hurrying out of the room. You rolled your eyes and turned around in your bed again, feeling slightly bad that you lied to him.

However, Miles was going to the nearest store to get you something. He walked down the aisles of the store, searching for the perfect plushie. He grimaced at all of them, as they all looked unintentionally creepy. He decided on a pink teddy bear, as it looked the most tame and he knew how much you liked teddy bears. He went up to the register and paid for it, then rushed back to your apartment.

You were almost asleep when he barged in once again and sat on your bed. “Turn around.” When you didn’t, he turned you around himself and what you saw in his hands shocked you.

You sat up to face him, you didn’t expect him to buy you a teddy bear. You took it from his hands, admiring it slightly. “I’m sorry, Y/N. Y’know, I actually find it cute how you sleep with these.” You looked up at him and smiled, then fell into his arms.

“It’s alright, I guess. Thanks for the bear,” he hummed in response, to which you continued, “there’s a bag in my closet, do you think you can get it?” He pulled away slightly and raised an eyebrow at you, watching as you giggled against his chest.

He peeled away from you and walked to your closet, silently cursing when he saw the bag full of stuffed animals. “You’re full of shit, y’know that right?”

You laughed as he threw the bag at you, you throwing one of your pillows back at him in response. “You loooove me though.”

He walked back to your bed and put the pillow you threw at him back on the bed, and laid down with you. “You got one thing right,” he said as you adjusted in his arms.

“Oh, and also, don’t forget to lock your door. Can’t let anyone taking m’ girl away.”

“Go to sleep, Miles.”

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[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Her Pet

Summary: Agatha had stolen you for Rio’s attention, she had no idea why Rio was so keen on getting you back, and when she did Agatha got more than she bargained for

Warnings: Minors DNI no smut, Rio and Agatha being gay and reader basically being used for reconciliation

Words: 1k +

A/n: Before the new episode that includes our favourite sapphic witches comes out I thought I’d put this little fic out, and obviously I need to include my demon reader because I can’t help it

A/n: this is rushed I did it in lunch, any mistakes are my own and maybe I’ll rewrite it when some more episodes come out

“Agatha where is she?” Rio held her knife close to the witch’s neck drawing little specks of blood that dripped down her chest “don’t lie to me either because I’ll know sweetheart and I would hate to mark your pretty skin”

Agatha’s breath shuddered and she licked her dry lips “…the closet…”

Rio smiled pulling the knife away and licked the remaining blood from it, she turned to the closet and walked towards it “come out sweetheart I’ve missed you, mommy won’t hurt you”

She laid her hand on the doorknob and twisted it open revealing you with tear stained cheeks “she-she said if I didn’t g-go with her I’d get hurt, I didn’t want to come here I promise!”

Rio knelt down to you holding out her hands for you to take, you jumped into her arms holding her tight “I’m sorry” you whispered over and over again

“Mommy’s not mad darling I’m just so happy you’re okay”

Agatha rolled her eyes at the sickly interaction “you’ve gone soft Rio, she’s just a girl”

Rio kissed you on the head and stood up staring at Agatha “she’s under a similar spell that you were, this is definitely not her own personality, she’s a powerful demon from the Salem era and I need her to snap out of it”

“That damn spell, I’m glad it affected more than just me, so why isn’t she a witch anyway?” Agatha helped Rio pick you up “her name was picked out of a hat and the devil wanted a new friend”

Agatha rolled her eyes “you’re a jackass”

Rio smirked sitting you down on a chair and pulling her knife from her waistband “hold her”

The other witch raised an eyebrow “I remember a time when we did something like this, fun memories” she grabbed your hands and you instantly started panicking “woah what’s going on?? Rio what’s she doing? Please help!”

Rio shushed you placing a finger to your lips “it’s okay honey I just need to do something okay? Close your eyes” you closed your eyes trusting the green witch who immediately stabbed her knife through your abdomen forcing you to scream out in pain and try to move from Agatha’s grasp

“Rio I hope you know what you’re doing!” Agatha felt you slowly stop struggling and eventually stop moving all together, the room was silent and Rio watched you hard for any reaction, Agatha had let go of you by now and was watching Rio closely “if she’s dead I’m not helping you bury the body”

“Just give it a second” she whispered and smirked when you started to stir “she’s waking up, come on Y/n come on”

Your body stirred and shifted, you opened your eyes fixing on Rio “you…are not…mommy tree witchy” the woman laughed and you gave a half hearted grin letting yourself fall asleep for a little bit

“Okay, what the hell was that? And why are you both still here? Get the hell out of my house” Agatha was frantic, she’d taken you as a ploy to get Rio here and now she was looking at your passed out body still with Rio’s knife sticking out from you, this was a terrible plan

“Relax Agatha” Rio stepped in her space and put some loose hair behind her ear stroking her neck keeping her hand there “I appreciate the lengths you go for me, you could’ve just called if you wanted me here you know?”

Agatha shrugged “you like big gestures, something simple like a phone call would be insulting to your intelligence and that’s something I couldn’t do to you”

“Hmm I do love it when you think of me, it warms my black heart” both women were inches from each other, their favourite positions as of late “does your heart only beat for me?” Agatha whispered and rio nodded “it always has and will continue to do so”

Agatha glanced down at her lips and back up leaning in close kissing the witch softly, something they don’t do that often and that surprised Rio, softness wasn’t in her blood and yet she liked this, she started to reciprocate when a voice broke them apart, your voice

“Hey so before you two start fucking on the kitchen counter can you get this knife out of me, I’d do it but my body is a little numb at the minute”

Rio grumbled giving Agatha one last cheek kiss and turning to you “you have horrible timing Y/n, I preferred you when you were crying and calling me mommy”

You scoffed “like I said before I momentarily passed out, you’re not a mommy at all, why am I numb anyway?”

Rio rolled her eyes and grabbed her knife yanking it out, laughing when you groaned in pain “fuck off Rio I’m still sore” you stood up on wobbly legs heading straight for Agatha and slapped her surprising the witch “never and I mean never use me to get to your girlfriend ever again, send a bat signal or something next time”

Agatha went to slap you back but Rio grabbed her hand stopping her “careful Aggie, you don’t want to anger the demon, she’s worse than me”

The demon smiled turning back around and kissed Rio on the cheek “so what now?”

Rio released Agatha’s hand watching the witch walk around you and stand next to Rio whispering in her ear “what does this demon have on you? Is she a pet? Sacrifice? Your child?”

Her lips grazed her ear making the woman grin “you’re so bad Agatha, I guess you could call her my pet-

“I’ll bite your hand off Videl if you continue that sentence” you growled pushing yourself away from the women “now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go and see my girlfriend, she’s probably on the war path right now, I was under a while”

“Who’s your girl-

A huge blast rang through the house and blasted all three of you towards the ground

The ringing in Agatha’s ears was unbearable, being without her powers was awful, feeling all this pain wasn’t good for her “Jesus Christ I think your girlfriend found us”

You quickly stood up dusting yourself off facing the cause of the damage “honey! I’m okay I promise! You said no more destruction!”

The woman stepped close to the green witch on the ground who was looking up at her and placed her boot on her chest “you promised to take care of her, that was 2 months ago, where the hell were you?!”

Rio stared at the woman “I’ve gotten her back haven’t I? She’s fine, at least she was until you body slammed her into the ground with your powers”

Agatha had finally managed to pull herself together standing up and looking around her destroyed room “great, more cleaning to do”

“Well well Agatha harkness, nice to know you’ve managed to get out of the spell after 3 years”

That voice, that voice made Agatha’s blood run ice cold, it couldn’t be, could it?

Agatha looked up and into the eyes of someone she hadn’t seen in 3 years “Wanda maximoff, so you survived the rock crushing then?”

The scarlet witch smirked “I cannot be killed that easy Agatha you know that”

She rolled her eyes “unfortunately I do know so, the demon is yours then?”

You slid next to Wanda kissing her cheek and wrapping your arms around her waist “she’s mine yes and you decided to take her, for what? To get the tree hugging witch’s attention?”

Rio scoffed “green witch, not tree hugging, now if you two don’t mind I have unfinished business with Agatha here”

Wanda pulled you away whispering in Rio’s ear “we’ll talk later”

“Oh I’m so scared Wanda”

Wanda laughed “you should be”

You and Wanda left the destroyed house and Agatha let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding “can you try and kill me another day please Rio? It’s been a rough day”

“You know I can’t kill you nor can you kill me, I just want to play a little bit, is that wrong?” She glanced down at her lips again and lent in for a kiss “your lips taste so sweet, unfortunately I can’t keep kissing you, it is a shame to stop, you have some redecorating to do it seems”

Rio started towards the door and gave a final glance to her witch “te veo”

Agatha collapsed onto the couch holding her head in her hands and heard a door creaking open “is it safe now Miss Agatha?”

“Sure teen very safe, now help me clean this place up”

“Yes ma’am”

[girlboypersonthingy]

Hey, can i have Lucifer x gn! reader that suffers from migraines? It can just be headcanons, really.

I dont have any specifics for it.

Nonniieeeeee, I’m so sorry! I’m not sure when you sent this but I’m finally getting to it. Thanks for being so patient, to you and everyone who’s requested recently. Also, I hope you’re feeling okay, anon. ❤️‍🩹 And as always, enjoy~

Notes: gn!reader, just fluff and Luci being such a sweetheart ALSO I GOT TWO LUCI POSTS DONE IN ONE DAY FUCK YEAH!!!

Lucifer x reader- S/O suffers from migraines

“OH DARLING! MY ANGEL BABY! Come, lay down. I’ll get you an ice pack. Or would you prefer a heating pad? Tell me what you need, my love. Daddy’s here for you~”

Good luck. This guy is gonna cling to you and baby you all day until you feel better okay? Just prepare yourself

Will literally, actually, for real do anything you ask. He just feels so bad for you and hates seeing you like this so go ahead, tell him what you need.

Meds? You got it! He’s flying over to get them so fast and returning to your side before you can even blink

You cold? Need a blanket? Come here, let Luci wrap you up in his plethora of thick plush wings 💋

Wanna take a nap? He’s draping blankets over you, fluffing the pillow before tucking it under your throbbing head, makes sure the room is dark and quiet.

Will definitely hum softly to you as you cuddle and rest together.

Lots of soft kisses to your head and face- comes in waves like…he’ll kiss the top of your head once and then a few minutes later, he’s peppering your face in repetitively sweet kisses.

Will also full-on make out with you if that’ll distract you from the pain *wink wink*

Also, a lot of gentle touches, lightly tickling your skin, letting his fingertips wander over any bits of exposed skin he sees.

Might even strip off some of your clothes but strictly for the purpose of exposing more of your skin for him to softly stroke or rub comforting circles on.

Plays with your hair- starts by gently running his fingers through it and eventually ends up giving you a scalp massage that has you falling asleep in his hands.

When/if you get tired of him being clingy or you just want some alone time, please tell him! He’d rather you bruise his ego a bit by telling him you need space than you be even more miserable with him around. If you need a break from him, just say so and he’ll leave you be but he’s gonna come check on you every 15 minutes and ask you like 50 times if you’re mad at him lol

Will happily run off to the kitchen to make you soup or tea, something warm and comforting

One time he accidentally walked in on you taking a nap and when you woke up, at first he was like “Hi, honey. You okay?” And when you explain in a groggy voice that you have a killer migraine and you’re trying to sleep it off, he lowkey gets mad at himself for disturbing you and begs for your forgiveness. No matter your reply, he still asks “Want some company?” Before crawling into bed with you.

Also, one time found you crying on the couch due to the immense pain in your head, the throbbing and aching becoming too much.

Luci dramatically swooped you up in his arms and took you to lay down in bed. Cooed in your ear while wiping your tears away and holding you close to him.

He shed a tear along with you bc oh no his poor baby is in so much pain, it physically hurts his heart

Basically, just the sweetest little sweet pea in the entire Hellaverse, okay? No one in hell could take care of you better than the big boss himself ❤️‍🔥

[autumn-hiraeth]

Hi love! Some fluff with Hobie when you had a situation with him for a while but u end it because u wanted something stable and then one night he came to your apartment all beaten up and as you started to clean him up he explain that he's spiderman and wants a commitment relationship even if it scares him? <3

Hi, sweetie! ♡ hope you like it!

Hobie brown x reader

Just fluff. Headcanons.

a/n: i wanna be his gf so badly.

You can find more here “Hobie's masterlist”

You sigh satisfied when you finish your skin routine, now you can go to bed and rest.

However, when you are finally falling asleep, you hear several knocks on your window. And your heart races 'cause you know someone who used to do that when you two were together.

You squeeze your eyes shut, nah, it can't be him, that ended months ago. Hobie would be a complete dickhead if he dared to...

“ know you're awake luv! need your help"

You can't help but get butterflies over the pet name and you scold yourself for feeling that way and for being so silly to let him into your room.

“Hobart, what the hell are y..?!” your eyes widen when you see his pretty face all beaten up and even though you want to curse him for coming, you hold him in your arms to leave him on the edge of your bed.

"Just stay here" you ask before going in search of the first-aid kit to patch him up. Hobie sighs, his heart pounding, he'd be lying if he said he hasn't missed you, in fact, there's not a day that Hobie Brown doesn't think of you. You are what he longs for the most and maybe tonight with some luck you will be able to be his again, 'cause Hobie is still yours like the first day he kissed you.

As soon as you get to his side, you don't hesitate to hold his jaw so you can see his wounds and Hobie smiles seeing you so worried about him, so without saying a word he lets you patch him up, your soft and delicate hands touch him carefully and Hobie loves it, he doesn't even care how much it hurts.

You are his anesthesia, you make him feel better. " You need to take off your shirt" you say and Hobie raises an eyebrow making you blush. "Don't start, Hobie" you tell him and he pouts, because he knows you love when he does, whenever he pouted it ended in a heaten making out (Have you seen those pretty lips?)

"I didn't even say anything luv" he raises his hands in defense before taking off his shirt and he smiles pleased when you look at him, your eyes wandering over his torso, but before he makes fun of you, you speak: "I've always wondered how you get your ass kicked like this." You kneel between his legs so you can tend to the wound in his side and Hobie bites his tongue to keep from saying what he's thinking as you kneel in front of him... He can remember all those times he put you on your kneels, not only to patch him up.

Instead Hobie says “it's just because I'm Spider-Man” you stop cleaning up his wound and look at him, your mouth is slightly open and Hobie thinks that maybe you're going to get a little hysterical from the way you're looking at him but you raise your fist in the air in victory and mutter; “ I knew it! I just needed you to confirm, but we “broke up” so …” You shrug, going back to your work and Hobie holds up your chin for you to look at.

"I never meant to lie to you Y/n" you nod murmuring a soft; “I know”

“ aren't you mad?”

“ why? For you being Spiderman? Nah”

"I didn't mean to hurt you either" the way he says it's genuine and maybe it's because his fingers are caressing your jaw that you suddenly want to kiss him, but Hobie speaks again: "it's I just got scared" he confesses and you frown "I don't like commitments, I hate them, but you make me want to commit to you" he finally said it, it's not that he never wanted something stable with you, it's just that he's too scared and you understand that.

And you love that he tells you how he feels.

Even if it took five months.

You remove his hand from your jaw and sit on his lap, his hands wrapping your waist as he caress your bare skin under your long T-shirt. But his eyes are focused on you, he doesn't know what you'll say but he expects you to accept it but all his fears are dispelled when you put your soft lips against his. “I wanted to tell ya but I didn't know how” he murmurs against your lips “I never meant to hurt you Y/n” you nod softly, your hands caressing his bare shoulders enjoying the feel of his lips again.

"don't ever hide anything from me again Hobie" you mumble and he nods "yes ma'am" you kiss him again before patching it up again but Hobie needs to know something else so he asks: "Luv, how did ya know I'm Spiderman?" "I'm a smart girl, aren't I?" you wink at him and he smiles.

Oh, but Hobie's going to find out, he only needs to convince you.

[lxstfathier]

Cachorrita

Pt.5

Here you go, another thot for the cachorrita series, inspired on this ask that i received the other day, now including our beloved 141 boys! Hope you like it!! 💗

Warnings: spanking, pussy inspection, ale is kinda mean in this one lmao.

It’s 3 a.m. you really didn’t think that someone else, besides you and Johnny, would be awake. But when you sneak out of his place, cautiously trying to get to your own room, you’re caught by Alejandro and Rodolfo at the end of the hallway.

“Qué chingados estabas haciendo?” (what the fuck were you doing) Alejandro asks immediately, finding it strange to see you roam around the base at such a late hour.

You don’t know what to say. They’re not stupid, they won’t believe you if you tell them a lie, especially when you’re so close to the dorms where the 141 are staying for a few days. But that doesn’t mean you won’t try to get away with it.

“Uh- nothing, i just went to the bathroom” it’s all you manage to spit out, nervously playing with your hands.

But of course, they notice your nervousness, and that obvious look on your face that they know quite well. Those big guilty eyes that you do when you’ve been caught doing something bad.

“The bathroom is away from here” Rodolfo says, quickly catching on your lie just as you’d feared.

That’s all they need to know exactly what were you doing there, and they’re not happy about it. Their puppy? whoring herself out to the new men in base? hell no, you’re property of los vaqueros, not the 141, so they gotta remind you who do you belong to.

Alejandro grabs you by the collar, yanking it with enough force to make you gasp, and then drags you inside your room to throw you face down on the bed.

Lifting your ass up, he pulls down your shorts and uses his knee to push your legs apart, revealing what he was looking for.

“Look at this Rudy” Alejandro growls, spreading your swollen pussy with his fingers, just to see the thick cum still dripping out of your little hole. “Está llena de leche” (she’s full of cum).

“Who did that?” Rudy asks you.

“Johnny” you tell the truth this time, suppressing your moans when Alejandro rubs some circles on your sensitive clit.

“You didn’t have permission to fuck him”.

Without a warning, Alejandro takes his hand away from between your legs and lands a rough slap to your ass, so hard that your eyes fill with tears and a whine scapes from your lips.

He does it again, and again, until your soft skin turns red. But you don’t protest, you just accept your punishment like the good puppy that you are.

“Eso es suficiente Ale” (that’s enough) Rudy intervenes, making the colonel stop. “Besides, i think that maybe we can let our cachorrita have some fun with them, it may help the guys to get rid of some stress and boost their focus on the next mission”.

Alejandro thinks about it for a few seconds. Rudy has always been that voice of logic for him, not for nothing he’s the sergeant major, so he agrees with the idea.

Nothing bad can happen if they share you with the 141 for a while, right?. After all, pleasing men is what you enjoy the most.

“Bien” (fine) Alejandro lets go of his harsh grip on your collar, and pulls up your shorts, allowing you to lay down on the bed. “Now cachorrita… you’ll take a nap and then, before everyone wakes up, you’ll go to the captain’s room. It’s an order. Entendido?”.

“Si” you nod, smiling as you get under the blankets.

“Good girl.”

He pets your head, running his fingers thru your soft hair. Maybe not so mad at you like you had thought a few minutes ago. His touch more gentle and soft. Oh… if only you knew how much he hates to punish you.

After that, they both tell you to rest, and then go out of your room together, turning off the lights to let you sleep for a little bit.

But you can’t fall asleep at all, you just hug one of your stuffed animals while thinking about your next affair. Johnny was so sweet with you, he even praised you for being such an obedient pup! and you’re dying to know if captain Price will do the same!!

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Space part two • kylian mbappe

Part one

Summary: kylian tells you he needs a break from you in the heat of the moment. he soon regretted that

Genre: angst

Warning: none really

Pairing: kylian mbappe x f reader

Word count: 800

Feedback and likes welcome

Don't repost my content on any site or I'll send an evil entity after you<3

Request are open! Who I write for is here

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It’s been one and a half weeks since Kylian told you he needed “space”. It’s been absolute hell ever since. After the first day with you being gone he realized he was stupid for pushing you away. His stupidity got the best of him and now he was facing the consequences of his actions.

You not being there to greet him when he came home really affected him. Your absence also affected his performance on the field. Whenever he was in training he was always messing up due to you clouding his mind. It hasn’t been long without you, but to him it felt like a century.

Kylian knew he couldn’t go any longer without you. He needed you there with him and for him. You were the missing piece to his puzzle. He needed his fiancé back. he wasn’t going to stop until he got you back in his life.

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For the past week you’ve been crashing at your friend house. It’s been hard. You missed kylian but you were also mad at him. He pushed you away all over a stupid game. You thought he was going to come to his senses and apologize for what he did, but after a few days of no response from him that dream slowly slipped away.

A sigh fell from your lips as you cuddled into the blanket. You were currently on the couch watching a movie. You were bored out of your mind and was about to fall asleep when there was a Loud knock against the door.

You frowned. It couldn’t be your friend seeing how it was the middle of the day and she was usually at work right now.

You pushed the blanket off of you and walked over to the door.

When you opened it your heart skipped a beat.

“Kylian..”

Kylian stood in front of you his hands were tucked in his pocket as he looked at you. You fucking missed him like crazy. He felt the same way.

��what are you doing here?” you asked him trying to sound angry at him but it came out more soft.

“I need to talk to you.”

You paused for a second. “um yeah sure.”

You opened the door more letting him in. He walked over to the couch, sitting down as you shut the door.

“How’d you know I was here?” you asked him as you say down on the couch. You were sure to leave a little space between the two of you.

“your friend she told me. After she gave me a long talk about how much of an idiot I am.” Kylian laughed dryly before looking at you.

He searched your face. He could see the pain that filled your eyes and that hurt him. He hurt you and he would spend the rest of his life trying to fix it if he needed to.

“Mon amour, I’m sorry. I fucked up and I know it. I let my anger get the best of me and I shouldn’t have let that happen. I know you probably won’t forgive me but I really need you in my life y/n. I need you greeting me at the door, I need to hear your corny jokes when I’m down, I need your body pressed against mine.”

Kylian sighed as he reached out to grab your hand. He was expecting you to pull back but instead you didn’t. Your fingers intertwined with one another’s.

“I need you ok? I don’t need space I need you.”

Your eyes were filled with tears as you looked down at your lap. You didn’t want to cry but you couldn’t help it that a few tears fell from your eyes.

“Ky you really hurt me and that’s not just something I can easily forgive.”

“I know. I’m not saying you have to forgive me ok?”

You looked at him. His soft eyes settled on your face afraid for what your response might be.

“god, I love you so much that I hate it.”

Kylian laughed softly as he reached up to wipe your fallen tears. “I’d spend the rest of my life proving to you that I’m sorry if I need to.”

“you don’t need to. Just.. don’t push me away. Talk to me. If you want time to be upset tell me. I don’t want this to happen again.”

You pulled kylian into a kiss. You melted into his lips. You really missed them.

When you pulled away kylian began digging into his pockets.

“What are you doing?”

“giving you this back.” Kylian pulled out your engagement ring. You laughed as he slipped off the couch and got on his knees.

“mon amour, will you expect my proposal for marriage again?”

You nodded. “yes of course I will.” You held your hand out and kylian slipped the ring on your finger then kissed you.

“I promise you I won’t let you down.” Kylian whispered against your lips as he pulled away from the kiss.

He kept his promise

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~The obey me Brothers with an mc that act very like 7 virtues headcanons~

For the sake of the story let’s say Mc is half angel and half human but no one knows about the angel part, and that is why you act like one of the 7 virtues

Hope you guys like this, plus i do like mc or y/ns are that kinda innocent like mostly because I’m not

Lucifer

•He kinda knows about you being half angel like come on-

•But when he sees how humility you are he knows something is non-human

•at first he would kinda hate the fact you act like this

•It just reminded him when he was an angel

•But he does hate it when others are prideful hypocrite

•So when you and him started dating he could always be prideful about things you have done if that makes scenes

when you say something about how it isn’t that amazing he would just stare at you 

“Why are you always putting yourself down?”

You would explain you just like to be honest with yourself and the things you have done

He would explain how he thinks that an amazing thing

Honestly he just thinks it’s amazing how you can be so honest about everything

Mammon

•He thinks it stupid, Why are so charitable

•then he gets the idea! He can get money from you

•then he starts falling for you then stops asking Grimm for you

•But honestly you hearing every demon or angle or human talking about how they need Grimm and how you would give some to them

•Mammon would get hella mad

•Like either you keep your own Grimm or he gets it

•And if someone takes advantage or you he take the Grimm back and give it back to you

•“human, stop giving YOUR Grimm to people who don’t care about you”

•after time he does like how caring you are and thinks it’s really sweet of you how you will give anything to anyone

•But he still hates it

Asmo

•Oh my, you- this will be hell for you

•he finds your Chastity funny

•he will say sexual shit just to see how you react

•slowly this is just a game for him how much sexual things he can say around you before you walk away

•you’ll cover your ears when he does this or walk away

•then when you 2 start dating, hm. He wants to Corrupt you into sexual things

•”oh bay please~ 1 time won’t hurt~ i know what you do late at night when everyone is asleep~”

•but you hold up for a VERY long time

•but after time you would go to his room late at night a blushing mess

•you just explain how your needy looking down and when you look up, he has a very smug smirk

•”ahh, so you finally want to do this with me~?”

•that night was very sweet and nice ;)

Oki- I’m done i just had to get this idea out of my head, if someone wants a part 2 requests are open so yea



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Obrumbratio Scintillae

Chapter 1:

Nico hated his life. He wished he was never born. He didn't know where he was going but he didn't care. Everyone he loved was gone. Why even be born if everything is going to be taken away from you? If you have no one? It happened days ago and it was Christmas now. He watched people come and go with bags of decorations and treats and cards and gifts. It made him tear up thinking about celebrating with his mom and sister. But he held himself back and continued walking. His legs were tired after who knows how long and he sat behind a dumpster in an alleyway where there weren't as many people.

Where he could properly cry without anyone hearing. He needed his family. He got mad at one point and kicked the dumpster. And froze when he heard a "hey".

Then the top opened, and he got scared, pulling out his sword. Some other kid came out from inside, curly hair that was poorly cut, pointy ears like an elf, dark brown eyes that looked like they could start a fire, and skinny and smelly. He looked almost 9. Nico remembered the sword and put it away as quickly as he could.

"Are you a hallucination too?" The boy asked, and Nico raised a brow in confusion.

"What?"

"The sword. Disppearing out of nowhere. I was just seeing that wasn't I?" Nico silently cursed but thought about his question.

"Um... No. It was real." Nico said, and the kid hopped out of the trashcan and started walking to him. Nico backed away.

"What are you doing?" He asked, backing into the wall, and he placed a hand on his before retreating it back in shock.

"Jesus fuck you're freezing!" He yelled and Nico noticed how he was fine. He wore no actual jacket, just a hoodie and some jean shorts.

"Says you." He said and the kid looked down then shrugged.

"Touchè."

"Whatever. I don't have time for this." Nico said and started to walk away. The other looked hurt.

"Wait!" He yelled, following him. "You sure you don't want to stay with me? We don't know each other, but you're a runaway, right? Like me? We can get to know each other. If you're okay with it." Nico wasn't sure. He seemed like a nice enough kid. Sure, he's always tapping or playing with his hair as if he had a constant need to move, and he smelled like garbage, but Nico has smelled worse. Besides, he wasn't any different with the moving part. Not always for him but a lot. Besides, the kid was small. An easy target. Nico couldn't just leave him alone. He sighed.

"Alright. What's your name?" He asked and he smiled wide, reaching out a hand, obviously holding in his excitement.

"Leo! Leo Valdez." He said and Nico took his hand.

"Nico Di Angelo. Nice to meet you." Leo squealed and hopped on the balls of his feet before hugging him. Nico rolled his eyes but hugged back, both of them hiding tears.

They spent the rest of the day with Leo giving Nico some tips about the streets. About finding street money to save up, how to trick people, how to just go along with gangs by being the jester until there's a chance to escape to avoid being beat to a pulp by them.

They stole from stores during the day, running like mad men if they got caught even though it wasn't much. Except that one time when Nico filled his jacket pockets. That was a good day. They spent nights holding each other for warmth as they told things about themselves before falling asleep.

But they got colder every day. Leo noticed Nico holding back shivering sometimes. Nico shared his jacket sometimes, but Leo hated it because he knew Nico needed it a hell of a lot more. Today was so bad they had to look for shelter but couldn't find anywhere they weren't kicked out of. It was getting worse. Nico shook so bad his breathing was shortened, and he could barely walk.

Leo was scared shitless. He was cold but this was just three weeks later. Leo was desperate. He found enough sticks and started a fire. Luckily, Nico was completely out of it, so he didn't notice at all. But the fire didn't last long because of how small the sticks were. Leo pulled him into his lap for warmth as he shook, not knowing what else to do.

Fuck it. He thought and felt the tingling in his hand. He needed to save his best friend. He needed Nico. The fire prickled his fingers and he felt tears in his eyes as the memories flooded. Then he looked at Nico.

The only exception. He thought and lit it completely. Nico nuzzled his head in his shoulder. There was no telling how scared Leo was. What if it wasn't enough? What if it was and Nico leaves him behind? It started to be the first one. Leo felt tears in his eyes lighting his other hand on fire. Nico shivered and struggled to breathe, and Leo sobbed.

"Don't leave. Don't leave me, please don't leave." He begged quietly. "*Por favor, no te vayas, te necesito. No puedo hacer esto sin ti, por favor. (*Please don't leave, I need you. I can't do this without you, please.)" He cried. He didn't notice the man approaching.

Not until he touched his shoulder. Leo flinched and put the fire out in a panic before he realized and started it again, making the man flinch back. He wanted to say something to him but his mind was racing so much, he just cried harder in fear. Nico was dying, he was cold and hungry, and someone came and saw it. They saw him. What if they attacked him? Took Nico from him?

"Hey hey hey it's okay. It's okay. I don't want to hurt you. I just want to help you and your friend." He said, crouching to his level. Leo shook his head. Too much was happening. He wanted to trust him, but he knew nothing about this guy. He learned not to trust strangers two years ago, at 9.

"You're hysterical right now. I get it. Your friend is hurt and I'm a stranger."

"H-how will I know... you won't... call the..."

"I've been missing for a while. Look it up. Luke Castellan." Leo calmed himself down and looked at Nico. He didn't know what else to do. Nico was dying and someone was offering help. He reluctantly agreed, and Luke smiled. He pulled out a yellow square and gave it to him.

"It's called ambrosia. It'll help keep him alive until we get there." Luke said, and Leo made Nico eat it. When he swallowed, his breathing slowed down a bit, and he opened his eyes a little. Leo laughed in relief and hugged him before letting Luke take Nico in his arms. He tried standing, but his legs were weak. Luke held out an arm, and Leo rolled his eyes but let him carry him anyway, across from the shivering boy. Leo grabbed his hand to comfort both of them.

"It's okay. He'll help us." He reassured when Nico looked at him, hoping he was right. He didn't pay attention to where they were going, just made sure to keep Nico alive. And he was getting tired. He tried forcing himself to stay awake, but he was so tired. So... tired.

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Race to the Finish - Chapter 3 - Talks and Terrors

We started our drive, pulling out of the daycare and were about a minute in before Ty spoke again “Stephen, what happened?” I looked up at the mirror as I saw him glancing back at me every so often and I just shrugged a bit as I rubbed my eyes. “Bud, what happened, even Stevie doesn’t have accidents like that much, and the not taking a nap? Really? You know your body needs that rest.” 

I just shrugged again and muttered “I’m fine.” He gave me a bit of a look “You’re not, you look like you pulled an all-nighter, and especially with the accident…you’re worrying me lil dude…” I huffed a bit, hearing that stupid nickname again “I’m fine, it’ll all be fine, just…gotta get used to not needing naps…” 

Ty just sighed again as he drove, continuing to glance back at me as I sat back, staring out the window of the car, seeing the town fly past. Though soon enough we were slowing down and pulling into the house, we didn’t live far from the daycare, and honestly if either Khris or Ty were home for the day I know they’d normally walk me.Ty stopped the car, but didn’t move to get out, instead he turned around and looked at me, patting my leg a bit. 

“Stephen, I’m being serious when I say I’m worried…this isn’t like you at all. I know you wanna be seen as an adult still and wanna be ‘big’, but that’s not a thing anymore, and I’m worried forcing yourself down this path is gonna hurt you more than it helps…” I just rolled my eyes and gave him a look “Well thanks ‘dad’, I’ll take that into consideration, now, let me out” Ty just looked at me, looking a bit upset and hurt as he slowly got out and came to my side, opening the door and unbuckling me as I climbed out and walked towards the house without another word.

Ty followed, opening the door for us and I immediately went to make my way to the living room, but was stopped by his voice “No Stephen, you need a nap, to your room.” I whipped around, shooting a death glare up at him “I don’t need a nap! You can’t just tell me what to do!” Ty gave me a look “I can and I will, now, go to your room or I’ll take you there, your choice.” 

I just glared, feeling my anger rising, who the hell did this guy think he was, telling me when I needed to sleep. Ty just crossed his arms a bit, looking at me, obviously this hadn’t been his first rodeo with me as he simply said “You go or I take you, your choice.” I clenched my first a bit but then yelled out “FINE!” Before stomping to my room, the anger still there as I couldn’t resist the urge to shout back “I hate you!” before slamming my door shut and locking it, stomping to my bed as I felt what often comes with anger welling up inside me…sadness. 

I sniffled a bit as I threw myself on to this stupid toddler bed, in this stupid toddler room, grumbling as I kicked basically everything off, thinking for some reason that’d show them just how mad I was. I slammed myself onto the mattress and curled up, sniffling into my pillow. This was all so…stupid, they wouldn’t let me do ANYTHING, treating me like a stupid child, thinking they have ANY say over ANYTHING with me. 

I just laid there, my thoughts running in angry circles as I felt the tears finally start to run down my cheeks. I stared at the window for a while, watching cars pass outside and hearing the sounds of kids playing after just getting done with school. It was all so…stupid, I thought as I felt my eyes start to flutter, though I was just as determined to keep myself awake. My body though, had other plans, and knew I couldn’t keep myself up like this. I watched out the window and there were moments my eyes would flutter shut for minutes before I realized…and soon enough they fluttered shut and stayed that way as I felt sleep take me, my body giving into the nap I desperately needed at this point.

I don’t even remember dreaming, I just remember falling asleep and then waking up after what felt like a few hours, having the moment of waking from a nap where your entire body feels heavy and you wanna just keep sleeping. I slowly rolled over, feeling a blanket on me now as I looked down, seeing my race car baby blanket on me and my door wide open. Ty must’ve used his screwdriver trick again. 

I slowly sat up, feeling the squish between my legs that was all too familiar and happened nearly every time I slept now. I just softly groaned, my day clothes feeling…gross on me at this point, especially after sleeping in them. As I sat there, rubbing my eyes and waking up, I could hear a conversation in the living room. It sounded like Khris was already home, so I must’ve slept really hard. 

I felt like I was coming in mid conversation as I heard Ty say “I just don’t know Khris, it was a lot.” Khris responded with “I know hun, it’s…hard when he gets like this, I love both big and little Stephen but…when he’s big it’s like he doesn’t understand anything about himself.” Ty sighed “And hearing him say that he hates me…” Khris sounded a bit upset but said “He didn’t mean that and you know it, he was just…tired and probably overwhelmed from his accident…” 

Ty sighed again “Yeah I know…it’s just…easier when he’s little, ya know?” I felt my heart sink and the sadness well up inside me again as I slowly got up and tiptoed to my door. Khris sighed this time “It is, but…we also have to understand he isn’t all used to this still” Ty just stayed silent for a second before responding “I know…I just, I wish he’d try to work with us like Stevie does, instead of fighting everything.” Khris stood “Well he’s asleep right now, so he should be better when he’s…” 

It was just then that she rounded the corner, seeing me standing in the hall, my bottom lip quivering as I stared at her. She just looked stunned, as if caught in the act of sticking her hand in the cookie jar, before saying “Stephen…honey we didn’t…” I just turned and ran into my room, shutting the door before sprinting to my bed and climbing under the covers, feeling the tears already rushing down my face as I started to cry into my knees.

They liked Stevie more, he worked with them, he was their good little boy, he did everything they wanted and I…I was just the problem child. I sat there and cried as I heard the knock at my door and shouted through my tears “GO AWAY!” I heard the door still open as I cried and heard a single set of footsteps walking towards me even as I yelled “I said GO AWAY!” I heard a soft voice, that of Khris as I felt a weight on my bed “No honey” and then I felt her arms wrap around my blanket covered form as I just wailed and sat there. 

She gently rubbed my back and hugged me “I’m so sorry Stephen, I’m so so sorry.” I sniffled and just mumbled out a shaky and snot filled “You don’t want me no more.” She just kept hugging me “No Stephen…that’s not it, we love you, both you and Stevie…it’s just…” She sighed as I tried to answer for her “Stevie’s better.” I felt her hesitate for just a second before gently pulling the blanket off me, looking at me face to face, mine covered in tears and snot as I saw she was also tearing up. 

“No Stephen, Stevie isn’t better or worse, Stevie is you, and you’re Stevie, I just…wish you’d let anyone help you. You don’t have to be big, or do all this on your own…just let us help you.” I sniffled and looked away “I have to be big! I have to…” Khris cut me off with a soft “Shhhh…no Stephen, you don’t, you just have to relax, go with the flow.” 

There was that wording again, same as with Oisin, but Khris continued “I’m…worried about you right now Stephen, the doctors say if you overly stress yourself you could…snap, and…I don’t wanna lose you Stephen…I…I can’t…” She started to sniffle now as the tears welled up and she just hugged me, pulling me close and into her lap. 

“You try to do so much, and I’m worried it’s just hurting you…and I’ll lose you forever Stephen…” I looked up, the tears still running down my cheeks but now I was confused as well, what was she talking about ‘snap’, I’d not heard this, even at my pediatrician. My best guess was that they talked about it outside the room while we were there, but whatever it was…it didn’t sound good if it had her this upset.

We sat there, and just cried together for a long while as she held me tight, as if I might vanish at any second. She calmed down faster than I did, and then slowly worked on calming me, similar to last night with small back rubs and shushing as I just cried into her. After I was somewhat calmed down, still letting out small anguished moans here and there and felt the tears still coming, she gently sat me down on the floor, wiping her tears before grabbing a fresh pull up for me. 

I just followed quietly, sticking to her like a lost puppy at this point as I hiccuped and sniffled, trying to get myself back together unsuccessfully. She gently kneeled down and smiled a weak, motherly smile at me “Shhh..it’s okay Stephen…it’s okay…mommy’s gotcha.” She gently pulled my shorts down and made quick work of ripping the sides of my pull up, cleaning me and getting me to step into the fresh one. She then gently pulled me into another hug, gently patting my back and bottom as she tried to help calm me down fully, rocking me softly as she whispered “Shhh…shhhh….it’s okay…it’s okay..” 

I felt the anxiety and upset feelings fading as she held me, that child mother bond strong even through mental ages as before long she gently let me out of the hug. “There we go…there’s my big boy…” She said, gently combing her fingers through my messy bed head before grabbing a tissue off my dresser and holding it up to my nose. “Blow” she said simply and softly, to which I blew my nose into the tissue and then felt her wipe it clean before throwing all the used items into my diaper pail. 

She smiled a bit and just kissed my forehead “There we go honey…shhh…” I hiccupped a bit more before she slowly helped me back into my shorts and gently scooped me up into her arms, carrying me out and to the living room where Ty sat, looking a bit ashamed as he looked at me. He looked at me “I’m sorry lil dude, I didn’t know you were awake…”

 I just nodded as I cuddled with mom- Khris, and she sat with me in her lap. Ty looked at me “I hope you know I…I love ya little dude, it just…hurt a lot when you said you hated me, it was like a dagger through my heart.” I just nodded slowly as I mumbled “Sorry…” He nodded, patting my leg gently as I just laid on Khris. Khris looked down at me and then Ty “Today’s been a long day, seemingly for all of us…why don’t we just do something easy tonight? Pizza?” Ty nodded and smiled at me “That sound good Stephen?” I nodded slowly as I just cuddled in and Ty stood and walked to the kitchen, probably going to grab a menu.

Ty walked back after a bit, menu in hand as he smiled a bit at us “Why don’t we get the family special? It’s got two pizzas, cheese sticks, and pop.” I nodded a bit as Khris looked down at me “Don’t over do the pop this time, okay Stephen? I don’t need you having another accident today…” 

I felt a slight blush at my cheeks but nodded softly as Ty made the call, going back into the kitchen as Khris just sat with me in her lap, gently rubbing my back and rocking me. I heard Ty ordering the pizza in the other room, one normal cheese, the other supreme, probably for them as my childish tastebuds did make it hard for me to eat anything with lots of different flavors. 

I hear him also order red pop, my mouth immediately watering at the thought of it as it was my favorite always, and likely still will be. Khris just smiled softly at me as I listened and rubbed my back a bit softly “Feeling better honey?” I nodded a bit as she slowly set me next to her “Good, I’m glad to hear it, but we gotta talk, tomorrow when I say it’s nap time, it’s nap time, none of this staying up until you can’t or throwing a tantrum til you have an accident, got it?”

I blushed more at my, now looking back on it, childish actions and just slowly nodded as she ran her fingers through my hair “Good…glad to hear it, now, what do you wanna watch while we wait for this pizza? Bluey?” I cringed almost immediately at the idea and looked up at her “Khris…I’m not a kid right now I-” She cut me off, and gave me a bit of a look 

“Right…I almost forgot with how sweet you were being, we need to talk about…something else, something we can only talk about when you’re an adult.” I felt a small pang of anxiety rise in my chest as I looked up at her, she had a serious look, one I haven’t seen since she said I had to stop sleeping in her room, I knew I was in for a rough conversation.

Khris sighed, as if what was coming next was weighing as heavy on her as it was about to drop on me, and I braced myself for something like her saying I’d have to look for a new place soon or maybe we had to move or something. What came next I would have never guessed though. 

She looked at me seriously and said “Stephen, since you went under the last time, we’ve gone to the doctor a few times, just normal check ups more than anything, but at the last checkup the doctor talked with me about something to do with new research coming out.” I blinked, I’d remembered the visit, I’d gone in and played with the toys before being called back and told I was growing normally and I remember having to get a shot, something that scared even adult me, so that was more than an ordeal…but I didn’t remember this conversation. 

Khris continued “They’ve done research, specifically into kiddos that become lucid and found that high levels of stress can lead to something called a…snap.” I listened closely, she’d used that word earlier when I was having my little breakdown, now I get to find out why. 

She took my hand gently “Snaps happen when virus victims stress themselves out too much, often when trying to be an adult still when they’re not, now I want you to know I’m not saying this to scare you because I’m just as worried about this. From what they’ve gathered when a person snaps, it’s almost like forcing them out of being lucid from what they can tell, and can cause them to have issues…” I looked up “Like…accidents…?” 

She just nodded “So when I heard you’d had one today…I got very scared, especially seeing you so deeply asleep when I got home. I just want you to be safe and make sure you don’t hurt yourself in the process of trying to…I honestly don’t know what you’re trying to do other than prove yourself to…no one at this point.” 

I stared up at her as she  gently started to pet my head, I could see her lip trembling a bit “They don’t know how serious these snaps are Stephen, what they do to people, they say that it is something many bounce back from, but there are a few stories of kids just…snapping and never coming fully back and…Stephen, I…I don’t know what I’d do if that happened to you, I love you so much sweetie, and I wanna protect you, but I can’t protect you from hurting yourself.” 

She gently pulled me close, kissing my head “Just…please, I don’t wanna lose you…I need you to just let us help you…understand we know you’re big…but we can’t keep letting you hurt yourself like you’ve been.” I just looked up at her, feeling her so close to me I could hear her voice breaking as she held me, so I just nodded as I leaned on her “I…I’ll try I just…I don’t want you two thinking I’m some…small child constantly needing help.” 

Khris nodded “But…you are a kid Stephen, my kid, and I know what’s gonna help you the most, okay? So please…let me help you, okay?” I just nodded slowly as she hugged me and kissed my head again. “That’s all I ask honey…just relax, let us help you.” I nodded again as I laid on her and she smiled a bit, gently petting me as I thought about what I’d just learned…and all I could think about was that moment of fuzziness in the bathroom with Sarah…was that a snap? Or the start of one? If so…I’d have to be a lot more careful…and try to get these emotions under control sooner rather than later.

Khris just gently rubbed my side as Ty walked back in and smiled “Alright, pizzas ordered and will be here soon, so, what’s on the docket tonight? Cartoons? A movie? Watching paint dry?” I felt a giggle escape me at that last one and Ty practically beamed a bit at that “There’s a giggle, haven’t heard that in almost two days, here I was thinking my material was getting stale.” 

He walked over and sat as Khris smiled softly down at me “Well…what do you wanna do sweetie?” I shrugged softly and looked, “I guess we can try Bluey…but it’s for kids right?” Ty gave me an almost offended gasp “Not at all! I actually like the show a lot…I mean I didn’t know it existed until YOU forced me to watch it with you for almost three hours straight one day, but honestly, it’s great for kids and adults.” 

 I blushed at that but nodded as Khris pulled it up and smiled down “I think you’ll like it hun, honestly, and if not we can swap to something else, sound good?” I looked up “Yeah…sounds good.” She started the first episode and as I heard the opening kick up I felt a small jolt of elation. That feeling of Stevie poking his head to the surface as it was like I’d not seen the show since I was truly a kid, even though I watched it literally two nights ago with Khris while Ty was out with a friend. 

I watched the show, leaned on Khris and felt enamored with it, not realizing as time seemed to slip away a bit and before I knew it the episode was already over and Ty looked at me “So…whatcha think lil dude?” I blushed a bit as I shrugged “I mean..it was alright” He chuckled “Oh yeah? That’s why you barely even moved and just quietly watched the entire time? I thought for a second you reverted back already.” 

I blushed more as I looked down and Khris chuckled “Ty…no need to tease him, if he liked it, he liked it. No need to push it past there.” Ty nodded a bit, sitting back as he checked the time, likely checking to see if the pizza was late. I went to move, blinking a bit as I felt a slight squish between my legs, I tried not to tense too much as I realized…during that time of watching Bluey…I’d…I’d had an actual accident…and almost immediately felt the sharp shot of panic as I thought about what Khris and I had just talked about. I knew I’d slipped a bit too far down the slope already…the question was if I could claw my way back up or if I’d slide even farther tonight. 

I just laid there, hoping I wouldn’t have to move as the next episode started and we all watched. I was trying to think of a way out of this that wouldn’t let Khris suspect me of anything but my thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing and Ty practically jumping onto his feet “That’d be the pizza! I’m starving!” 

He quickly made his way to the door, pulling his wallet out as Khris rolled her eyes a bit, pausing the episode “Alright honey…lets get you to your seat for dinner.” She went to pick me up but I quickly squirmed away “I..I can walk Khris.” She gave me a bit of a look but nodded as I hopped off the couch and shuffled my way to the kitchen, trying to make my walk look as normal as possible, even with the added bulk between my legs from the now soggy pull up. 

I shuffled to my seat and slowly climbed up onto it, looking back as I sat to see Khris watching me closely. I looked up and likely looked a bit nervous “Y-Yeah?” She shrugged “Nothin, just watchin ya, waitin’ for Ty to get the pizza’s in, but I can hear the ‘starving’ guy talking our delivery guy’s ear off about his car.” She sighed as I nodded a bit quietly and before long we heard the door open and shut again, Ty bringing in all the food as Khris gave him a bit of a look. 

He looked back at her “What…?” She sighed “We’re hungry as well ya know.” He groaned a bit “Khris, it’s not often you see a pizza guy driving a Jeep in that good of condition, and the way it just hummed?” He gave a bit of a chef's kiss as I giggled again at him and he nodded to me “See? Stephen gets it.” Khris sighed as she got the plates out “Yep…you two are just two peas in a pod for that.” 

Ty set the pizza’s down and Khris got my plate ready along with a sippy cup of soda. She brought my food over, setting it in front of me and looking a bit seriously at me “This is your only cup of soda tonight, got it? After this it’s water, milk, or juice.” I nodded a bit as I looked up, quietly mumbling “Thanks Khris.” She smiled, ruffling my hair a bit “Of course sweetie, eat up.” She went to go make her plate as I started to eat, she’d started me with a plate of one slice of cheese, a few cheese sticks and some marinara sauce. 

I started with my pizza, starting to slowly eat as the other two sat down in their chairs. I glanced up at them as they started their conversation up again from last night about us going to the mall, though this time Khris talked about wanting to go to specific stores, starting off with needing to get me new shoes. She looked at me “Now, one thing about the new shoes…you gotta pick something you AND Stevie will like, nothing too plain otherwise Stevie might lose his marbles.” 

I nodded “Alright…I mean, light up shoes are cool no matter what so, I’ll probably go with those.” She smiled and chuckled a bit “Well…maybe you and Stevie have closer tastes than I thought.” She went back to eating as I squirmed a bit in my seat, my pull up starting to get cool and a bit uncomfortable. This was gonna be a long dinner if I didn’t speed it up somehow….

I tried to eat as fast as I could, something that Khris didn’t miss as she sighed a bit, grabbing a napkin after a bit and wiping my cheek “Slow down Stephen, it’s not going anywhere, and you’re making a mess of yourself.” I blushed a bit as I nodded “S..Sorry.” She smiled softly “It’s fine hun, just slow it down, do you want another piece?” 

My tummy told me yes in a heartbeat, but my rapidly cooling pull up told me I needed a change even more. I likely looked unsure as Khris gave me a bit of a look “What’s wrong hun? Pizza not good?” I looked up quickly “No! It’s really good I just…um…I gotta go to the bathroom!” I nodded as Khris gave a slight chuckle “Then go ahead silly, you don’t need to wait for permission.” I nodded and quickly pulled myself out of my chair and shuffled off towards the bathroom, but instead of going in I flicked on the light and just shut the door from the outside before tiptoeing to my room. 

I shuffled in and quickly made my way to my pull ups, pulling one out as I yanked my shorts down quickly and tore the sides of my sodden pull up, quickly putting it in the pail incase Khris decided to try and check on me. I cleaned myself up and slid my new pull up on, sighing happily at the feeling of the fresh, dry padding around my waist. I hated the feeling of a wet pull up more than anything. 

I was just sliding my shorts up as I heard Khris walking towards the bathroom “Stephen…everything going okay in there?” I heard her knock on the bathroom door and felt my heart jump into my mouth a bit, but quickly went to the corner closest to the bathroom wall, trying to talk through it to make it sound like I was in there “Yep! Everything’s fine!” 

Looking back this was probably the most childish thing I could’ve done, as Khris and Ty both heard my voice coming from my room. I knew that because almost immediately I heard Khris’ footsteps coming towards my room. I just tensed more as she walked in, looking confused at me “Stephen…? Why are you in here? Didn’t you need to potty?” I nodded “Y-Yeah…but then I realized I had a stain on my shirt and wanted to…change it.” 

She gave me a bit of a look “Stephen…are you lying to me right now?” I looked nervous as I looked up at her and she crossed her arms a bit “Why are you in here Stephen…” I looked down, knowing I’d been caught at this point. “I had an accident during Bluey…” I mumbled as Khris continued to look down at me. She gave a soft sigh “And…why didn’t you say anything Stephen…” I shrugged a bit as I just stared down at my feet. 

Khris walked over, picking me up gently. “Hun, we just talked about this…you need to let us help you, and especially if you had an accident you need to tell me, so you don’t get a rash or leak.” I softly nodded as she sighed “And I’m sure you stressed yourself out more doing all of this run around…” She carried me out and sat me in my booster seat, I saw a fresh slice of pizza in front of me as she looked at me “That was strike one hun, I’m gonna start checking you now, whether you like it or not, I can’t have you being wet for long periods of time or not telling us.” 

Ty nodded a bit at that as he just ate, speaking with his mouth a bit full. “You can’t get a rash again dude, I can’t deal with the whining again, it was unbearable.” I nodded softly and started to eat again, just thinking about what was going on…why did everything seem so…hard now.

Dinner passed by much faster without the uncomfortable feelings around my waist and soon enough I was hopping out of my booster seat while Khris filled my sippy cup with water as I’d finished my soda fairly quickly. She brought it over, handing it to me and smiling “Why don’t you go watch TV until bedtime kiddo, you got about an hour.” I nodded as I shuffled over and climbed onto the couch. Bluey was still left up, paused mid episode, I could change it right now to something more mature…but there was this gnawing inside me, telling me to just watch it. 

I gave a soft sigh, starting the show back up as I heard Ty walk to the garage, liking going to work on his car and I heard Khris doing dishes. I watched the childish show, enjoying it for the most part as I realized for the first time since waking back up I was just…relaxing, letting myself just do something without second guessing it. I gave a soft smile as I laid on the couch, just watching my show. The day had been long and though I’d just gotten up from my nap around an hour and a half ago, I felt the tiredness creeping up, even after having the sugary soda. 

Likely this tiredness was coming from my body struggling with the virus due to all my stress, mixed with the emotional rollercoaster I’ve been on all day. I checked the time and saw it was around 6 currently, meaning I wasn’t going to bed much earlier than normal with 7. I just laid there and watched the cartoon, letting it autoplay into the next episode as I heard the water turn off in the kitchen and Khris walked out, smiling a bit at me as I waved “Well well..guess someone does like this show huh?” 

I blushed a bit and nodded “It’s not too bad as kid shows go, even has some like…adult humor in it.” She nodded “It’s why I’m glad you’re obsessed with it and paw patrol, I figure there’s much worse you could be into.” I blushed and nodded a bit as she sat on the other end of the couch, near my feet and just started to gently rub my leg while watching with me, likely trying to help me wind down and get more tired. 

I hated to admit it though, but it was working as she gently worked up to rubbing my back and smiling softly at me as I watched this children's show, feeling the sleepiness overcoming me faster and faster, yawning softly. She smiled down at me “Mhm…had a feeling you’d be sleepy tonight…lots of big emotions the last few days…” I nodded softly as my eyes started to flutter and she just kept gently rubbing up and down my back. I saw the next episode starting as I felt sleepiness taking over, hearing the theme song echoing into my ears as my eyes slowly fluttered shut and then…sleep took me into its embrace, the gentle back rubs being the last thing I felt before going into dreamland.

I feel myself waking up, though I felt odd to say the least, like my body just felt…weird and wrong, my eyes fluttering open as I laid on the couch still. I sat up and saw all the lights were off, minus the TV which seemed to be playing an older cartoon that I felt like I recognized, but not totally…disney must’ve autoplayed to it. Still, it was odd I was still out here, I’d fallen asleep on the couch before and every time Khris brought me to my room and I’d wake up in my bed. 

I looked around, the house only illuminated by the glow of the old cartoon on the TV and everything looked…much more scary in the dark. I slowly hopped off the couch and walked to turn on the living room light, but upon trying to reach for the switch, it was higher than normal by at least a foot. I looked up at it and then myself again, I still looked around four, hadn’t shrunk at all that I could tell…maybe I was misremembering? I shrugged a bit and made my way to the kitchen, going to turn the light on in there and this time the light switch was in reach, but when I flipped it the light briefly flashed before going out, and I could’ve sworn I saw…people at the table in that flash. 

I rubbed my eyes, I’d have to tell Ty about the blown bulb tomorrow morning, obviously I was still tired and it was starting to affect me. I went to walk towards my room, leaving the TV as it was currently my only source of light. The problem was the hall seemed to be extremely dark, more so than usual, but still I pushed forward towards my room. 

I reached the door, fumbling around in the darkness and finally finding the handle, slowly opening the door and seeing my night light was on, the stars projected onto the ceiling. Khris must’ve turned it on for me just in case I woke up and decided to go to bed. I slowly walked into my room and looked around, everything felt…off, like I was in a place I shouldn’t be for some reason, even though this had been my room for almost six months now. 

I looked at my bed and realized something was even more off than I thought, there was…someone in my bed, the lump of what looked like a child laying there, my heart jumped into my mouth as I saw it. I just stared at them, unsure what to do or say, Khris hadn’t said anything about someone like Oisin coming over to stay, and we didn’t have any family around my age…maybe Ty did but he would’ve asked me before putting em in my bed. Maybe that’s why they’d left me on the couch? Maybe it was a sudden need? 

Either way I needed to grab my pajamas and get to the living room again, this place felt…unsafe. I went to slowly open my dresser where my PJs were, finding them quickly when I heard something behind me, the bed creaking. I slowly looked back and saw the child had moved from being rolled away to looking at the ceiling, and it was only now I realized while being this close…the kid had similar hair to me…. I just stared, hoping I hadn’t woken them, though I wish I had looked away as they slowly rolled over, looking at me…but what was looking at me wasn’t a..person. 

It looked like one, it had facial features like one, it looked like it had a nose, places where eyes and a mouth would be, but…where those should’ve been was just…skin. It looked like the skin had just grown over those places, I stumbled back, my back slamming into the dresser as they slowly sat up. I heard..something coming from them, a noise of some sort, but by now my heart was beating so loud I could hear it in my ears so if they were talking somehow, I couldn’t hear it. 

I saw them wearing my paw patrol PJs and they slowly pulled themselves out of bed when my fight or flight kicked in. I threw the clothes I had in hand at them and sprinted for the door, running into the hall as I heard footsteps following close behind. I ran as fast as I could for the glowing light of the TV, the slapping footsteps of the other child behind me as I started to call out now “KHRIS!? TY?! HELP!!” I heard nothing in response as I ran, the hall seeming to get longer as this…thing followed me. 

I just kept running, feeling my breath starting to catch as I felt tears of fear starting to well up in me as I called out “KHRIS! HELP ME! PLEEEEASE! K…MOMMY! MOOOMMY!” I screamed as I ran, the light of the TV now within reach as I sprinted in, but felt…something trip me up, sending me sprawling to the floor with a loud thud and a yelp of pain as I looked back. 

Now laying in the light from the TV as that thing ran from the darkness at me, it’s hand outstretched as it went to grab for me. I could only scream and cover my face as I felt it get close, its footsteps shaking the very floor I sat on. I felt it’s hand barely touch me when I felt a jolt of anxiety and suddenly I was shot up in my bed, mid-scream as I heard footsteps rushing to my door.

My door was thrown open with me screaming again as I covered myself and I heard footsteps coming to my bed quickly and I felt a weight on it before there were suddenly arms around me and I heard Khris. “Shhhh, Stevie shhhhh, it’s okay, I’m right here honey, shhhh…” She started to gently rub my back and head, looking around defensively as I shook in her arms, whimpering. 

I felt terrified, but I felt too scared to cry as I just let Khris hold me, actually pushing myself into her as she looked down at me. “Sweetie, what happened? Is everything okay?” I just shook my head softly as I cuddled into her and she gently pulled me into her lap. “Did you have a bad dream sweetie…?” I just nodded quietly as I heard her sigh in relief but continued to just rock and hold me close. She gently patted me “It’s okay sweetie…mommy’s here…I’m right here….” 

I nodded slowly as she helped calm me, that feeling of tears on the verge of coming out fading as I laid on her and she smiled down, likely feeling my heartbeat slowing. “There we go…that’s my boy…shhh…” She rocked me for a few more seconds before going to set me on the bed again. At that moment I felt a jolt run through me, realizing she was gonna try and leave, and I reached up, grabbing her arm a bit tight as she looked at me “Stephen…? What’s going on hun..?” 

I just looked at her “I…I don’t wanna sleep in here…” She looked honestly surprised for a second, before confusion washed across her face “Oh…? Well…why not?” I looked down, feeling childish as she gently took my chin, tilting my head back up to her. “Come on…honey, you gotta tell me.” I whimpered out a soft “I…I had a dream someone was…in my bed…and…they looked like me and…I couldn’t find you and…they…they had no face Khris…” 

She looked surprised again as she sighed a bit and nodded, though her face portrayed that…she’d heard this before. She just gently checked my pull up and nodded “Well…you need a change but…would you like to sleep with us for tonight?” I blinked as she suggested this but the childish side of me was practically begging at this point to get out of this room, so I nodded. Khris smiled a bit and ran her fingers through my hair “Want me to change you? So we can get back to bed?” I just nodded as she gently set me on the floor, pulling my sleep pants down and tearing the sides of my pull up, cleaning me quickly causing me to jump at the still cold wipe, but it was nothing close to the discomfort this room gave me right now. 

She got me in the fresh pull up, pulling my pants up and throwing the old one out before picking me up and carrying me out and to their room, my old room when Khris and I had been together. As we walked in I saw the room hadn’t changed much, minus Ty’s clothes being in the dresser that’d been mine and obviously his stuff on the nightstand next to where he currently sat, looking at us tiredly “Everything okay?” Khris shook her head a bit “Nightmare.” 

Ty just nodded in understanding as he scooched over a bit and Khris laid me down next to him, in the middle of the bed as she gently covered me with the blanket, smiling softly at me. I would be lying if I said this didn’t feel weird, because it felt extremely weird, I hadn’t been in this room in months, at least not when I was big, and now here I was, being laid down in my old bed with my ex-girlfriend, now mommy and her boyfriend. 

It bothered me slightly at how all of this was hitting me, but the anxiety of the dark enveloped me quickly as Khris turned off her lamp and climbed into bed. I let a soft whimper out as Khris gently laid down and put her arm around me “I’m right here Stevie…” I just cuddled into her as she rubbed my back and yawned. I laid there for a while, staring into the inky blackness of the room until my eyes adjusted mostly to the dark, just cuddled into Khris. I felt my body quickly getting more and more tired as Khris’ rubbing slowly stopped and I heard the familiar snoring I’d not heard in months. I just laid on her pretty much as I slowly started to feel myself pulled back into the dream world, hoping that hellish dream didn’t come back as my eyes fluttered shut. _________________________________________________________ If you'd like to see more of this and more stories frequently along with getting the ability to vote in my monthly story poll, join my patreon here at https://www.patreon.com/JTwritesstuff

[deanwinchesterswitch]

The Girlfriend Who Remade Christmas

Part Three: Hail the New

Square: Creating New Traditions ~ @spnchristmasbingo

Song: Deck the Halls ~ Nat King Cole

Pairing: Dean x Nicole {Nico/Nic} OFC

Summary: Nic and Dean hold in feelings as they each try to find common ground regarding the holiday. Sam’s secret is out.

Warnings: Flangst, mild language, canon divergence

Word Count: 3,125

Beta: @wayward-and-worn. Thank you for helping get things on track.🤗😘🤗

Credit: @talesmaniac89 made the gorgeous title card and divider

Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to my wonderful friend, Stacey (@princessmisery666). As you know, this past year has been rough. Your friendship and support through all of it are so greatly appreciated. Love ya!!!❤️❤️❤️

Series Master Post

Dean wakes the next morning to an empty bed. 

Last night she’d found him in the library where he was waiting for her. She draped her arms over his shoulders, leaning down to whisper, 'I’m sorry', and kiss his cheek. He’d responded in kind before rising, capturing her hand in his and letting her lead him to their bedroom. 

Not long after they’d officially become a couple, she’d made him promise they would never go to bed mad at each other. Said that they had enough bullshit going on in their lives that they didn’t need to bring it into the bedroom. He’d initially thought it was cheesy but had come to appreciate it over the years. 

The thought of not falling asleep next to her would always leave him feeling sick. With her lying in his arms, he feels whole. She keeps his inner demons at bay. On the rare occasions they are separated from one another, he usually chooses not to sleep. Instead, he stays up reading, watching movies, or roaming the bunker's cold vacant hallways, his thoughts always landing back on her.

She’s feisty and stubborn, calls him on his bullshit, and takes him down a peg or two when needed. He loves her all the more for it, but when their stubbornness is pitted against each other, it’s like hell on earth. Again. 

He doesn’t feel guilty about his reasons for not wanting to do the whole Christmas thing. However, he knows that despite the trials she went through growing up, Nic still enjoys the season, and he does feel guilty for putting a kibosh on her plans, especially after initially agreeing to them. It’s not that he hates the holiday, but as he said, nothing good ever happens to them. Like Nic, he hoped this year might be different, but he can’t seem to ‘get into the spirit’.

Part of their agreement is that if there are things left to discuss, they will address them when they wake up the following day. He knew if he talked to her, she would listen …really listen, not judge him. He just hadn’t found the will to do it yet. Deciding not to let it drag out, he’d opened the way for a discussion as they’d gotten ready for bed. 

~~~~

“Are we okay?”

“Of course we are.” She smiled, shimmied out of her jeans, and tossed them in the laundry pile. 

“Because, you know, I could explain, for the millionth time, all the reasons why Christmas sucks.” Miracle trotted into the room, and Dean closed the door behind him as the pup settled into his bed.

She’d paused, shirt half unbuttoned, the creamy skin of her thighs bared when she’d thrown her hands in the air, and bit back, “Dean, what’s the issue?” 

He bit his lip and tried to steer his wayward thoughts about his head being squeezed between those muscular, gorgeous thighs back to the conversation he’d started. He cleared his throat and shrugged, “I just want to make sure you understand why I don’t want to celebrate.”

“I believe I do, but you know you can talk to me about it, right?”

Dean nodded as she removed her jewelry and placed it on the nightstand. When he didn’t respond further, she continued.

“I know that growing up the way you did that the holidays sucked for you. Mine weren’t always that great, either. I thought, well hoped,” lips briefly pressed together, she yanked the bed covers down, “that since we now have a home and no big bad threat looming, we could try something new.”

He wanted to talk to her and explain the emotions that had been plaguing him the past few weeks. How left behind he felt while she and Sam seemed to be moving forward and navigating their new lives with minimal struggle. Wanted to tell her about the loss of purpose he felt since ‘the family business’ had been relegated to a side hustle. Wanted to let her know that he was ready to start putting himself first once in a while but that he didn’t know where to start. It might not exactly be how he’d envisioned it, but the fairytale he talked about wanting but never believed he would have is coming true, and he doesn’t feel like he has a place in it.

“Dean?”

She popped the last button on her shirt, and he decided that discussion could wait for another time, so he deflected. “I can think of some new things I would prefer to try.” She laughed when he shot finger guns at her. When she snorted, he laughed with her. Once their amusement settled, he reached across the bed. “Seriously, though, we’re good?”

“Yes,” she winked and let her shirt drop to the floor, “we’re good,” then slipped her hand into his.

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After a couple of rounds of blissful activity, she had asked if he wanted to discuss anything. Curling around her, he assured her that he was fine—he was good. 

So much for putting myself first.

He'd told her that he didn’t have anything to talk about, and though he still isn’t ready to have what he is sure will be an intensely charged conversation, it’s a little disconcerting when he finds her pillow vacant and the sheets cold. She rarely leaves the bed before him, and he worries that maybe he has missed something. He aggressively tosses the covers aside, and the sudden movement causes Miracle to sit up, an expectant tilt to his head as he stares from his bed across the room.

“C’mere, buddy,” Dean pats his chest, and the pup scuttles across the floor, hopping onto the bed. Turning his head to avoid a full-face lick, he catches sight of the note propped against the light on his nightstand. He gives Miracle a big hug before reaching over for the folded card.

Flipping it open, he throws his head back with a roar of laughter, reading the first line, ‘You were VERY good!’, causing Miracle to bark and howl in response. The dog pounces around, pulling and twisting the bedding, and Dean takes a moment to calm him before reading the rest of the note.

‘Sorry, I’m not there. Needed to run some errands. I’ll bring back some pie.’ 

Tilting the small card, he smiles, seeing the shiny imprint of her lips as a signature, and brings it to his nose. The faint aroma of the honey-flavored lip balm she wears dispels the last of his uneasiness.

“Whelp,” Dean sighs, rubbing the top of the shaggy mutt’s head, “looks like it’s you and me again today, boy. What should we do?”

Bored out of his mind, Dean absently flips through channels. It’s a barrage of Christmas movies, holiday cooking shows, and ads hawking cheesy decorations, cheaply made toys, and useless gadgets. Pressing the off button, he tosses the remote onto the table. Miracle lifts his head from Dean’s lap at the disturbance and looks up excitedly.

Running his hand down the dog’s back, he mutters, “I don’t know about you, bud, but this isn’t cutting it.” Since their lives have calmed, the days of idleness are running together into a neverending blur of sloth. He’s not sure how much longer he can handle it before he goes all serial killer.

Looking at his watch, he jolts with concern. It’s almost 3:00, and he still hasn’t heard from Nicole. Donna had texted him a couple of times, asking off-the-wall questions like what his favorite donut was and his preferred choice of toppings. Not random at all, but whatever, he’s always down to talk about food. His phone vibrates as he reaches toward his back pocket, chuckling as the word ‘home’ appears on his screen beneath Nicole’s name as if she read his mind.

“Let’s go see our girl,” he smiles at Miracle, who trots happily next to him out of the room and down the hallway.

Nic is setting bags on the wooden table as he and Sam walk into the kitchen from opposite directions. “Hey, glad you’re both here,” she smiles. “Would you mind getting the rest of the things out of my car while I put the groceries away?”

She turns into his embrace when he grabs her hips, wrapping her arms around his neck, and whispers, “I brought you two pies.” 

“Sweet talker,” he smiles into the light peck he plants on her lips. Sam clears his throat, and Dean pulls her closer, intensifying the kiss. 

Nic lightly slaps his chest when he finally lets her go. “You just can’t help yourself, can you.”

Wiggling his eyebrows, he teases, “Not when it comes to you.”

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.” Raising her own brow, she fixes him with a stern gaze, letting him know that she knows the deeper kiss had been more about annoying Sam than a greeting of affection to her.

With a smirk, he turns to Sam, “C'mon, Sammy. Let’s do as the lady asked.”

As they head out of the room, she laughs to herself, hearing Dean chastise his brother. “Did you hear that? Two pies. Nic NEVER forgets my pie.”

With the brothers helping, the groceries were put away in record time. Setting the last jar of peanut butter in the cupboard, Nic laments, “I’m starving. I haven’t eaten since breakfast.” 

“Well, you bought enough food to feed a pack of wolves, so why don’t I make some sandwiches?”

“That would be wonderful.” She squeezes his ass as she passes behind him. “Thank you.”

“Hey, watch it, Grabby McHandsy.”

Smiling sweetly, she pouts, “I couldn’t help myself.” 

“You two make me sick,” Sam huffs, but Dean hears the undertone of amusement and laughs.

As he begins to pull ingredients from the fridge, Nic asks Sam to help her with the rest of the packages on the table. 

Carrying a plate of food for each of them, Dean joins them in the library about ten minutes later. Nic pours him a drink as he sets a plate down in front of her. “Who are those for?” he asks, spying the stack of brightly wrapped boxes on the other table.

“Just a few small gifts for family and friends. There’s one for you,” she tosses out and hums between bites, “Best food ever.”

“It’s just a sandwich.” Dean amusedly shakes his head. “You always say that.” 

“That’s because it’s always true.” Holding her glass in salute, she cheers, “To the best chef I know. Thank you.”  

Setting his plate down, he hands the final one to Sam. Moving to the end of the other table, he sifts through the boxes, looking for one with his name on the tag. Shaking it when he finds it, he asks, “Can I open it?”

“Yep.”

The too-quick response makes him eye her skeptically. “It’s not a gag gift, is it? Nothing’s going to pop out and try to scare me? Cause you know, I don’t scare that easy.”

“Cat,” Sam coughs, trying to hide his smirk behind his hand.

“Yorkie,” Nic mumbles, biting her lip as she turns away.

“Very funny. Two comedians, huh? You do remember that I nearly died, right?” he huffs.

Nic smiles sweetly and pouts, “I do, babe, and I’m thankful every day that you didn’t.”

“Hmph,” he rolls his eyes in annoyance, “whatever.”

“Go ahead. Nothing weird is going to happen.”

Excitedly ripping off the paper, he then places the box on the table to open it. Peeling back the layer of tissue paper inside reveals red and black checked flannel, and he teases, “Are you regifting the shirt you stole from me?” 

“Ha! Now, who thinks he’s on Comedy Central.” She pulls out the material and stands, holding the garment up to him.

“Pajama pants?”

“Yeah, I thought they would be fun to wear for-” She cuts herself off, clears her throat, and then grabs an unwrapped box, quickly opening it to show him the contents. “They match mine, and I thought they could be part of a new tradition. They’re soooo soft and will keep us warm on movie nights. But it's not a big deal if you don’t like them.”

Her wide grin and sparkling eyes do a number on his heart, and he can’t help but return her smile as he leans down to kiss her. “Thank you.”

Taking the box from her, he sets it on the table next to his, noticing a name he doesn’t recognize on one of the packages, and asks, “Who’s Stacey?”

“A new friend and Sam’s girlfriend,” she matter-of-factly replies.

Sam chokes, spitting the bite of the sandwich he had just taken back onto his plate, and Nic quickly covers her mouth, trying not to snort as she laughs. 

“I knew it!” Dean blurts, pointing a finger and leveling a smug look at his brother before snapping his head back in her direction. “Wait, how did you know?”

“After a post office run a while back, I decided to treat myself to a coffee from the bookstore cafe that I like. I caught sight of Sam through the window as I was crossing the street. He and a curly-haired woman were making lovey-dovey faces at each other.”

Dean snickers when Nic puckers her lips, imitating kissing noises, and Sam huffs that he was doing no such thing.

“Anyway, I knew Sam would clock me the moment I entered, so I came home and waited for him to tell us about her, but he never did. A couple of weeks later, I was in town again to pick up some holiday cheer I had ordered. She was in the cafe, sitting at the same table. I knew Sam was still at the bunker, so I decided to introduce myself. See if I could find out how serious things are and whether I needed to have the ‘don’t hurt my best friend or I’ll have to kill you’ talk with her.”

Sam slumps in his chair, his cheeks almost crimson, and Dean can’t help the proud smile splitting his face. She loves to tease Sam almost as much as he does. Watching his brother’s discomfort grow as Nic continues to speak fills him with wicked glee.

“She was leery of me at first. Thought I might be a jealous ex or a significant other he lied about not having. Once I told her I was in a relationship with his brother, we bonded over having something in common. After all, dating a Winchester isn’t exactly a piece of cake.”

Both men straighten with righteous indignation, but Nic rambles on between bites of Dean’s sandwich that she begins to eat. He opens his mouth to scold her for stealing his food but quickly snaps it shut, reminding himself that she hasn’t eaten since early this morning. He can make another one for himself later. Besides, watching Sam’s flustered irritation is too enjoyable to interrupt.

“She’s a writer …fiction. Good at it, too. She’s let me read some of her stuff. We exchanged numbers and emails and met for coffee several times. I like her. She’s smart, unpretentious, has a sharp sense of humor, and a lovely English accent.” She winks at Sam over the last comment. “We became pretty fast friends, so I invited her to join us on Saturday.” 

“What’s going on Saturday?” Dean suspiciously questions.

“The entire family is coming over.” 

“The entire family? Wait. Is that why Donna has been texting me about donuts?”

“Yep, Jody and the girls, Donna, Garth, Bess, and the kids.” She chuckles, looking over at Sam, “and Stacey.”

Sam’s shoulders roll, and his chest puffs, but she preempts his bitching. “You know, she believes in the supernatural. I know you haven’t told her what we do, but you might be surprised about how accepting she would be of the facts.” 

“Everyone? In my kitchen? Absolutely not!” Dean grouses as he strides around the table, the delight in Sam’s embarrassment shoved from his mind.

“I thought we could have a cookie exchange. Bake some treats? Just spend some time together.“ Nic quickly blocks his exit, placing her hands on his chest. “Look, none of us had a normal childhood. Or anything remotely considered traditional. The good memories are few and far between. It doesn’t have to be a Christmas celebration. We’d be creating our own tradition. We can call it whatever we want. You know, hail the new,” she cheers. “It’s deep-fried dough and piles of sugar. We’ll have pizza and beer. All the things you love!”

Dean inhales sharply, and he’s sure she can feel his heart pounding against his rib cage. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he runs the other through his hair. She’s trying to find a compromise—a way for each of them to enjoy the emotionally charged time of year.   

A warm hand cups the side of his jaw. “You don’t have to join us, but I hope you will. Just think about it?” 

“Yeah… I can do that.” Pulling her into a hug, he whispers, “Can we talk later?”

Arms wrapped tight around his waist, she nods against his chest, whispering back, “Of course.”

Shoving the emotions back into their designated compartments, he brushes a lock of hair back at her temple, then steps back. 

“So what’s in this bag?”

“Shit.” Nic’s hand shoots past his in an attempt to grab the bag’s handle first but ends up knocking the package clear off the table. As their hands grapple to catch it, they both miss, and it lands heavily on the cement floor. The sound of glass shattering fills the space.

Dean’s eyes widen as Miracle rushes over to see what the commotion is about. Nic squats down to grab his collar, “No,” she admonishes him, picking up the bag with her other hand. 

Nic looks up at Dean, eyes misted over as she asks, “Will you please take him while I make sure there’s no glass on the floor?”

“What was in the bag?” 

“N- nothing.” 

“Nico-”

She looks back at the floor and sniffs, “Just take him, please.”

She’s clearly upset about the broken item, but unsure how else to help, he takes hold of the dog’s collar and gently tugs, “C’mon, boy,” taking a few steps away.

After looking over the area, she stands with the bag in hand. Swiping a hand across her cheek, she mumbles, “Floor’s clear; gonna go throw this out,” and practically sprints from the room.

Turning to find that Sam looks as shocked as he feels, Dean asks, “You know what was in there?”

“Not a clue,” Sam shakes his head and shrugs.

Scrubbing a hand down his face, Dean growls, “Son of a bitch.”

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[whentheorcinusbeorca]

One-shot: Complex feelings

The following is an entry from Moray's journal.

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Lately I've been thinking of how I have Miss Anemone to thank for staying sane through all of this. Every time leads back to Petrel. Why? This is just enough to make me write about them and how this all came to be. Here goes.

I... I loved my family. They loved me, too. I had the perfect older brother and sister who never got mad at me when I made a mistake. I know Octo never had any siblings, but I guess we're both more alike than we've been getting on.

If there was one thing that we were worried about (we were pretty well-off in terms of money, like Pirarucu was, and I honestly never knew she related to that), it was how I wasn't able to make friends. I had a hard time enaging with people, and even when I did, they'd only talk to me for a bit, then move on as if I hadn't gotten their attention.

I knew why. I knew something was wrong with me, and nobody understood at all.

I resigned myself to spending much of my time alone, but deep down, I still wanted someone who knew what I was going through.

But I had the feeling I wouldn't have anyone to talk to one day, and I was scared of that.

And then the day came. Dad had the idea of camping for a few days, and we all had fun together. I never realized that one moment I'd fall asleep with them around me, and wake up the next all alone.

The first thing I did was call out for them. When I didn't get a response, I felt like I was going to break down at any moment. They all acted normal the day before, so surely they didn't secretly hate me, right? No, of course they didn't, we were all happy! Who in their right mind would think that?! I needed to get home, I needed someone to find me and bring me home, I needed someone, period!

Then the rage began to build. I wanted to take it out on my family, everyone... The worst of it was aimed towards myself. I knew there was something wrong with me, I JUST KNEW, and nobody understood, and I was too much of a pathetic coward to address it. It was my fault. I didn't deserve any of this. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.

Suddenly, something inside me just...snapped. Before I knew it, my body wasn't mine anymore, the rage pumping it full of overwhelming strength and power as I lost control to something I never knew I had.

That was the last thing I would remember. But this would be the first that Petrel ever would.

I didn't recall what happened next back then, but Miss Anemone told me about that later. She remembered being there with Dr. Virus and suddenly being interested by the sight of my first transformation from me to them, every graphic detail of it. The muscles tearing apart and reforming as they grew alongside me, bones snapping and reshaping to fit my body's new stature, the feathers bursting through the skin, the shifting of the face to form a beak... You get it. Then the destruction. Dear God, the destruction Petrel caused. Tornadoes all throughout the forest, punching trees clean in half, stomping boulders to countless bits... Just imagine a tiny Birdman (considering my age at the time and how Monsters are larger than humans) running around and whipping up storms much larger than itself... I think I just laughed writing this. She remembered watching this for hours until Petrel finally wore themselves out and fell unconscious as I regained control.

I only woke up days later, and she was the first thing I saw. And you know what the first thing she said was? She understood. She knew what I was going through, she cared about me like my family did, everything. She'd also somehow gotten ahold of some of my parents' DNA (To this day, I still wonder how the hell she'd done that), and she compared it to mine. and she'd figured out why. As may of us know, Monsters are beasts of human origin, with their darkest emotions being the catalyst for their transformations. My parents were completely human, but I have both human and Monster DNA. I have no idea why that happened. However, that day was when it had activated for the first time.

But it was the next thing she told me that got me into becoming a researcher. Some people are capable of becoming entirely different Monsters through a strong will of some sort. These Monsters are referred to as Negatives. Petrel is one of these Monsters.

Now to talk about Petrel themself. Their very first moments were angry, so I was understandably scared this was going to happen again, so I begged Miss Anemone and Dr. Virus to teach me how to control them. I never knew that one of the first things they recommended I do was learn how to transform freely. The first time they came out after that day wasn't because they were angry. No, they came out just because they felt like it that time. And... They talked. This was how they came to be named Petrel. They talked for the first time just to announce that they should be called Petrel. Their behavior was also strange. It was almost like me from my entire life right up to that day. They wanted to see everything Team Virus's base had to offer. They did many of the things I did as a kid. They were just...innocent. I was forced to grow up fast when my parents left, while they were like what I had to leave behind because of it. This training went on for years afterwards, learning how to control any kind of stress that would cause Petrel to come out (my stress was their stress and vice-versa), but it got complicated when they started to obsess over wanting to eat Souls. This got to me. Now not only was I stressed over losing sleep because of my work, but now I also had to deal with the constant badgering from Petrel to give them a Soul. This new stress was enough to make me eat less. One meal a day, every day. It got so bad to the point I begged Miss Anemone to make something with my meals to keep them under control for that aspect. That never really worked like I thought it would. I never wanted to get angry like I did that day again, so I trained hard, and it paid off. Despite some times where Petrel took control of my arm (leading to scarring from my nails breaking the skin countless times) in the presence of Souls, now we can work together when we're backed into a corner.

I still miss my family. I want to find them again. That was why Petrel awakened. I don't care if they're alive or dead anymore. I only want to get back to them and prove that I've done it. I've made friends, I know why I always had such a hard time engaging with others.

When and if I do, I'll be sure to bring everyone with.

[askfacultystaff]

If Neko got sent into Animal Universe

By my calculations, the chances of your best friend's enemies successfully bullying him without us knowing are an abysmal 25 to 1 😌

- Beatrice Loud to Neko-Sufi while showing her calculator.

🎶 I'm singing in the rain~ I'm singing in the rain~ 🙂🎶

- Bippa Loud when she dancing and singing under the rain while holding her umbrella infront of Neko-Sufi who's standing inside of Loud House.

Oh come on! Tell me everything about my brother's studies, Sufi! I won't be mad! 😌💧

- Betty Loud to Neko-Sufi.

I hate when New Girl beating up my brother to death, Sufi! 😒💢

- Brenda Loud to Neko-Sufi while she thinks Rabbit! Stella Zhau is new girl, but Neko-Sufi told her New Girl is actually Rabbit! Stella Zhau.

Aww!! You love Mr. Principal?? Are you with him a couple?? Dating?? Loving each other? 🥰

- Belinda Loud to Neko-Sufi who's blushing with embarrassment and tries to tell her to not tell everyone about it 😂

Hi there, Sufi.

- Bella Loud to Neko-Sufi, causing her to get jumpscared 😂

No need to panic, Sufi, just inhale and exhale calmly, always stay calm and peace. Never end up in danger, always protect yourself~ 👌😌👌

- Bodhi Loud to Neko-Sufi while she calming her down by meditating.

Look, I've captured the moment in oils, I call it "Portrait of a Human Cat Girl Being Saved by Me And My Siblings" 😀

- Bianca Loud to Neko-Sufi while showing picture she painted less than 3 seconds to her.

........ *Texting to her" (You're Sufi, right?) 😶📱

- Bridget Loud when she texting to Neko-Sufi with her phone, since she doesn't speak at all.

But what if you get lost from places!? What if you stuck inside of shopping, cinema or markets!? What if you never come back!? What if we never see each other!? What if- 😨

- Brooke Loud to Neko-Sufi while panicking about anything bad will happen to her, but Neko-Sufi calming down her before she could finish her sentence.

You're guitarist? That's cool, dudette!! Gotta turn music on TV!!! 😆

- Barbara Loud to Neko-Sufi who told her she can play her guitar.

Alright! Let's see my to-do list! *Pointing to every list* Taking a walk, watching movie, cleaning room, taking a bath, taking a shower, studying, washing dishes, going supermarket, going concert, visiting guests, having party, having picnic, going to restaurant- 🙂

- Bethany Loud to Neko-Sufi as she pointing her to-do list, causing her see that's a lot of stuff 🤭

I just took a massive mess in my room! 😶📣 *Neko overheard as she tries to hold her laugh* Sorry! 😓📣

- Bernadette Loud to Neko-Sufi while holding her megaphone.

Where's my shiny object? *Saw shiny spoon under coffee table* Oh there it is! *Takes it* Shines like a mirror! 😊🥄

- Brandy Loud when she found shiny spoon, causing Neko-Sufi to see her holding shiny spoon.

You know... I think I gotta- *Falls fast asleep* 😴

- Beth Loud to Neko-Sufi, much to her confusion as hell 😂

*Blowing her whistle* Hey there! All you need is get in game and never give up! 😆

- Bailey Loud to Neko-Sufi.

Remember, i can catch any enemy by using my lasso! Want to try it? 😉

- Beulah Loud to Neko-Sufi.

I know right? I'm doing more sports than others! Be big and strong like me! 😏

- Bertha Loud to Neko-Sufi while lifting her up, no wonder how strong she is.

Whatever you do, use this pie for smack cam! *Laughs* Get it? 😄

- Bebe Loud to Neko-Sufi as she hands her homemade pie to her.

Don't listen to them, you should have to move on, and stay strong, Sufi. I'll never let you feel down forever 😌

- Beverly Loud to Neko-Sufi while giving her a advice to her.

It's okay if they "like" wear something trendy like you did, i respect their options 😅 But i don't wear leather ones 😓

- Blair Loud to Neko-Sufi.

Book is my life, but mostly are poems! You should try it! 🙂

- Birdie Loud to Neko-Sufi while reading her book.

Want some kelp smoothies, Sufi? 😋

- Brie Loud to Neko-Sufi as she hands kelp smoothie to her 😅

Did you have any allergies? I'm afraid you'll get sick or fever for any reason! 🤒

- Blanch Loud to Neko-Sufi as she asks if she had any allergies.

There will be luck, here's a lucky charm alumet, make your life more better 🍀😊

- Bernice Loud to Neko-Sufi while giving lucky charm alumet to her.

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

ONE LAST REQUEST BEFORE I LEAVE THIS ACCOUNT TO TRY AND GO BACK TO MY OLD ONE

Child!reader casually bring up the meet Valentino and said he would give them candy if they went in the limo but not to worry cause they tazed him ( If they have tazers in hell) ( So sorry if this is to dark!! )

BYE BYE LOVE /P

I absolutely hate Valentino but the mental image of him being electrocuted is like free therapy. Also good luck on getting your old account back!

Angel dust and Alastor x child!reader who met Valentino

angel

★His heart dropped the moment he heard you met Val. A shiver ran down his back when he thought about what could've happened to you if you didn't know how to defend yourself.

★If were being honest he was probably the one who gave you the taser, and hes glad that he did! If charlie gets mad at him for it he can always sight this incident as an example on why you need it.

★He tells you hes proud of you for fighting back and not falling for such a obvious lie. After you fall asleep for the night he called Cherri to see if shes up for a little revenge. She likes you so she'll most definitely say yes.

Alastor

★Laughter is his reaction after hearing what you did. The thought of you electrocuting a demon overlord and walking off makes him laugh harder than when princess Diana died! he praises you for having a good story.

★Getting into someones car for candy is just stupid, if you want some candy just grab some from the hotels front desk. He starts to encourage you to do that after this incident, it's free anyway so it not a sin! No theft here!

★He might be a powerful overlord with a reputation for carnage but he draws the line when it comes to hurting children. He might even leave late at night, after you've fallen asleep to go find Val and teach him a lesson on manners...

[husbandohunter]

A Small Predicament [Baby Genshin x Reader]

Characters: Scaramouche, Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Xiao, Zhongli, Albedo

Synopsis: Cursed for a week, the boys either have to live with it or find a cure as soon as possible. You on the otherhand hoped otherwise.

(A/n): It only takes ONE glance for me to start having ideas. It was twelve in the morning yall, enjoy~

Oh here's part 2

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Scaramouche

• "Oh you shrank? I couldn't tell-"

• Threatens that he will murder you to pieces and burn your remains but his voice was so squeaky and high pitched (voice crack) that you couldn't help but burst into a tearful laughter. 

• Its payback time  Bully him, take his hat and hover it above his head. Truthfully, without his hat Scaramouche looks like a little schoolboy. Overall less intimidating.

• Tries glaring. Cute. He's really bratty as a kid, sitting on a high chair (which you had to help him get on) and demanding his servants to do his bidding. In reality, his personality never changed. You realized that even as a grown up he still acts like this (bratty kid in a grown man body).

• The curse made his week a living hell. Signora had the audacity to pull his ear when he misbehaves. Childe constantly messes with his hair while giving head pats and the WORST of all, pinching his cheeks. Scaramouche never wanted to commit arson so bad in his life.

• Eventually finds a cure so he doesn't have to deal with it anymore and orders everyone to never speak of it again. Though, he's plotting how he'll get revenge on everyone who made fun of him using the very same curse (You better run).

~~x~~

Diluc

• "Oh…Oh my! Diluc you're just so cute!" 

• Diluc grimaces as you glomp him in this state. How can you help it? With his head so small it makes his hair all the more fluffier! His coat no longer fits him to the point the sleeves had made past his fingertips. He tried wielding his claymore again, only to lose balance and fall flat onto his bum

• (insert kid voice "Retribution!") Did I mention the babyface?

• Diluc tries to act as if everything was normal, acting like the Darknight hero and Mondstadt's Tycoon but fun-sized. He couldn't. There was no way people would take him seriously in business meetings. Same with fighting abyss mages, his smaller form was too much of a disadvantage. Thus you ended up doing most of his paperwork.

• One time you caught him sitting on the floor couldn't reach his office desk  while reading away the various books for a cure. It was three in the morning. You told him it was way past his bedtime and he argues saying when did he ever have a curfew schedule. In the end you managed to convince him and he begrudgingly obliges.

• The type to NOT ask for help even when it's obvious that he really needs it. Before he was the one who helped you reach things from the top shelves, oh how the tables have turned. He avoids Kaeya like a plague unless he was in it for another round of funny remarks. When he wanted to go out and get some fresh air, you insisted on accompanying him. Worst mistake in his life. A travelling merchant bumps into you and commented that you had a very cute son. Diluc was mortified.

• The day ended up with him sulking in his room. Although it was tempting, you resisted from cooing over his adorable form after days of treating him like a child. It wasn't because you were teasing him, Diluc just works so hard that you wanted to spoil him a bit. At least he could still play a game of chess with you.

• When things went back to normal, Diluc ensures that you will NOT see him as your son.

~~x~~

Kaeya

• "Well look who it is, my little Prince Kaeya~"

• Tries really hard not be bothered by it at all. Kaeya still maintains his suave facade, throwing in a couple of flirting lines here and there (and forcing his voice to go a few octaves too low in which puberty has yet to occur HA). Though no matter what approach, he couldn't ignore the sparkling mischievious glint in your eye. You were obviously not taking him seriously.

• Things couldn't get any worse. He lost his masculine physique and boob window, he wasn't able to go to certain places without supervision. But the worst thing of all was that he was underaged. Kaeya hated the fact he couldn't drink anymore, he even insisted you to sneak him a few bottles (which you refused) and had to settle with plain beverages such as fruit juice (what an insult). He was never really grounded since his childhood days but he certainly felt like he was grounded now. 

• Kaeya still kisses you on the lips whether you like it or not. If you ask him to sit on your lap, he will find a way to turn the position into his favour such as resting his face between your breasts. You're not gonna treat him like a kid, nuh-uh, he actively avoids it.

• Since his personality still remains, Kaeya is a naughty child. He will use his innocent appearance to sway people (even you) to get what he wants. That was how he was able to take a sip of the wine he stole somewhere (he wouldn't tell you). Diluc scolded him heavily and threatened to ban him from drinking from his Tavern for a week (they ended up arguing, Kaeya being the passive aggressive little shit he is).

• He was extremely relieved to return back to his normal form again. He has so much to catch up (specifically his bedtime activities with you *wink wonk*)

~~x~~

Child(e)

• "Hmmm to be honest, this actually suits you very much."

• Unlike the other boys, Childe was completely okay with it. Turns out that YOU were the one who was not going to be okay. If you thought taking care of Teucer was energy-draining then expect Childe to take that tenfold and beyond.

• You've officially became his full-time babysitter who is in desperate need of a raise (and rest). You can't take your eyes off of him and archons forbid that he will ever meet Klee. One point he'll be running ahead by your side and the next you'll find him getting himself in a 1vs7 situation with some shady looking treasure hoarders. Childe genuinely thinks he could take them on but the curse downgraded his abilities. You carried him and barely made out of it alive. (This made you ponder whether the best solution would be to strap him against a chair for the time being…)

• Childe being a child will eat all the candies and ice cream he pleases. You wonder if the curse also turned him a few years back or was it that he acts like this simply because he wanted to (it was the latter). He loves being spoiled, spoiled by you! Childe demands your full attention, spoon-feeding his meals, back rubs and head pats. Yep, he's definitely doing this on purpose.

• Did he just call you 'mommy'? (Childe has mommy kink confirmed).  He has so much energy that it was exhausting, you literally had to drag him away from what ever he was doing in order to get him to bed. "No Childe, your sleeping time is 9p.m stop whining." He bargained that he'll sleep if you sleep beside him (you didn't get any sleep. You knew what he was planning. In the end, you tried to make sure he didn't sneak out behind your back.)

• Finally you were able to get out of that hell-hole. Childe promised to make it up to you, you deserve it after all~

~~x~~

Small (aka Xiao)

• "Did you know in the Liyuean language, Xiao translates to small?" You didn't say that out loud. Not when he's this angry (this angy)

• He just stands there, crossing his arms and grumbling. You were hesitant to touch him in case he might hiss at you. Xiao has always been short, maybe an inch taller than you, but seeing him like this made you think 'my almighty yaksha can't be this cute♡'

• He gets mad when you no longer call his name for help. How could you? He's just so precious~ Xiao makes it clear that no matter what form he takes, it doesn't make him weak ("Adepti and you mortals are nothing alike." Or so he says but you could tell he wasn't running as fast as he used to because…small legs). You may not comment on it aloud but he can tell just by the look on your face and it irritates him.

• Also the type to not ask for help but worse. Xiao is an agressive little kid, he seems as if he'll be willing to bite someone's finger off if they try to pet him (He gives strong cat vibes, so thats understandable). His spear was too big for him to wield so he often has to put it away or else he might knock someone over with it. Xiao hates being short so you'll be hearing him complain alot.

• Since he was an adepti, he didn't need to sleep however, the curse must have brought down his power by a significant amount to the point you DID catch him napping. You almost swooned out loud just by taking a glance upon his face. For once he didn't wear his signature grumpy look. Xiao appears like a normal child, one full of innocence. His snoring was soft and breathly but that just meant he was deep asleep. (You wished to take a picture). 

• Of course, everything had to come to an end (much to your disappointment), he still complains about the incident to this day.

~~x~~

Zhongli

• How is it possible for a baby to still look so handsome? (Must be his godly abilities)

• Zhongli is unfazed by this 'curse' since his past lives have already taken many forms. Though for some reason whenever he walks down the streets of Liyue, young girls, mothers, ladies all come him was and start complimenting him and gushing over him (he was suffocating). They'd squeeze him tight or squish his cheeks, it only takes once glance before the little girls start blushing and hiding behind their moms.

• Needless to say, despite what form he is in, Zhongli is still able to get free stuff. He got some free candies and some free kites to play with. You had to help him carry his items. Zhongli ends up tripping too much because his tailcoat reached his feet (he decided to just take it off. You had to hold that too). Seems like he can have anyone do things for him in the end HA.

• He still got that drippy voice and you're just like ???? "What on Teyvat Zhongli, you're a kid." This is why you can't see him as one, its nearly impossible.

• Actively avoids Hu Tao and Childe. Once Hu Tao caught sight of him and chased him for hours, he couldn't stay in one spot knowing that she might just pop out of no where. Childe still spoils him, however Zhongli feels irritated by the fact the only things Childe buys him toys (its different when other people do it.)

• Everytime you guys go back strolling through Liyue, you had to hold his hand in case more women come swarming hin again. You swear that at this rate he might get kidnapped because hes just such a beautiful baby.

• Zhongli learned an important lesson after his curse was lifted: no matter how many years he lives throughout  never take a form of a child.

~~x~~

Albedo

• You find him buried beneath a pile of books and had to dig him out before he suffocates.

• Albedo has the cutest eyes, they're big and round full of curiosity and they sparkle too (he has the prettiest eyes out of everyone tbh). He is the only person who is fascinated by this outcome and immediately goes in the wild to test out his new physique. 

• He was always curious why Klee T-poses when she runs so he decided to try it out himself. She was thrilled to find out that she now has a little brother to play with. In the end, Albedo indulges in the games she always wanted to play but couldn't because he was too old: princess dress up tea parties.

• You felt many things when you saw Albedo wearing a frilly gown and a plastic tiara tucked on his head. Deep down you knew regardless of what gender Albedo was still pretty. Klee even had the guts to redo his hair and hardly anyone was able to recognize it was him at all. He has pigtails, PIGTAILS! You made sure to burn that image into the very depths of your mind forever.

• The only advantage was the he was ablw to fit through small spaces, other than that, being small was way too inconvenient. He knocked down a few of his potion bottles which damaged the floor (thankfully not him) because they were lethal (he wonders how Klee was able to not injure herself when using bombs). You carried him and lifted him to alot of places such as trudging through the snow because Albedo would surely fall on his face due to his small form.

• Enough was enough, he only lasted a day with this and decided to just make a potion and put an end to the curse once and for all. 

[books-and-catears]

Hey, Hey, Hey! It’s been a minute but I didn’t wanna spam ya with requests while you have life stuff to deal with ☺️

This is similar to my Savage!MC ask but the brothers reacting to MC snapping at them and defending Mammon before calling the brothers out whenever they go too hard on him. Let’s be real, Mammon just acts on his sin and gets punished but when Lucifer’s a prick and threatens MC; crickets.

When Beel eats everything and damn near causes everyone to starve as well as threw a tantrum and nearly injured MC over custard;everyone turns a blind eye.

Levi guilt trips and whine over the smallest things but says the worst insults to Mammon and tried to kill MC over TSL.

Asmo acts like he’s above everyone and prefers to tend to his looks than help others (such as during the castle tour) but he gets no scolding.

Belphie routinely harasses Luci with Satan (who loses his temper) AND they all either threatened/killed MC but should Mammon do anything, he’s the worst. Even though Mammon:

- Never threatened MC

- Does shit for his brothers when asked (he may joke of needing a grimm but he’s an Avatar of greed and still gets the job done)

- Is very loyal to them

- And is a good brother to take falls for them. He knows how to sacrifice for them and the slightest inconvenience gets him thrown under the bus

These guys ain’t shit and I wouldn’t wanna be around them until they learn how to treat him better and equally work on their flaws rather than rip on Mammon, who’s a whole ass victim despite being the second strongest brother who takes it because he genuinely loves his brothers yet gets shit on by them so much.

Ooh this savage MC has nothing but heart eyes for Mammon and it's adorable. Right this one is going to be angsty and it's going to sting. I'm doing this in a short story instead of a headcannon cause it just seems right that way. Hope that's okay?

It was just another one of those days Mammon tried to steal his brothers stuff and sell it again. Another day of being upside down and being laughed at. Normally he wouldn't care - it was the usual routine. But something seemed off this time.

"Mammon.. are you okay?" You approach him. He was rubbing his shoulders and arms as if to comfort the pain. He looked more tired and pained than usual.

"Ah I'm alright MC. Just the same old ya know?" He laughed. It sounded hollow yet it pierced your heart.

Enough. Enough of this. You weren't going to stand by and watch this happen again.

"You should rest." You place an arm on his shoulder and take him to his room. Making sure he's asleep, you leave. You have some problematic demons to deal with it.

"Ah MC? What brings you here? You seem rather disturbed." He asks as you storm into his study, fuming with anger.

"You tell me, you sadistic peacock." You had lost all sense of self-preservation and normalcy. Just echoing the rage in your brain.

"Excuse me?" Lucifer said, half-amused, half-shocked.

"Either you stop treating Mammon this way or I will make your life hell." You grit your teeth.

"I already have my brothers doing that what more will you do MC? Besides Mammon had it coming. He went stealing Levi's and Asmo's things again." Lucifer said nonchalantly.

"What do expect from the Avatar of Greed? He's just acting how he's cursed to. Just like the rest of you, nicompoops. Stop listening through the door and come inside." You said loudly.

The other brothers were still in the corridor nearby overhearing the whole thing. You could hear them gasp loudly at your boldness and scutter inside one by one.

"Now let me elaborate, so you rotten cucumbers understand me clearly." You cleared your throat.

Leviathan

"This little snake in tried to kill me because I may have known a little bit more about his favourite anime than him. Where's his punishment?" You point at Levi.

"MC I'm sorry...I couldn't help it was too new to me." Levi started. "But Mammon keeps stealing my things how is that fair-"

"And you keep throwing us into new kinds of disasters with your game hoarding problem."

"If you're still mad about the TSL incident I swear I take it all back-"

"Shut up snake, we know the reason. You're the Avatar of Envy. Getting jealous is your whole point. So you didn't get punished. Moving on..." Your finger now points to Satan. "This wild cat."

Satan

"He also threatened me cause I didn't want to make a pact with him. And when he actually flies off his handle, he wrecks his room and half the house down."

Satan seemed like he wanted to say something but he scowled and looked away.

"However I won't be too hard on him, cause he tries to keep his thing in check. And the whole reason he even has Wrath is because of Lucifer. So I get your hate towards Lucifer, but Mammon doesn't deserve any of it."

"MC you know I can't tolerate stupidity-" He grumbled.

"Oh must be hard looking in the mirror then, with all your failed pranks. And speaking of mirrors, this over- perfumed mannequin." You turn to Asmo.

Asmodeus

"How have I possibly hurt anyone MC? You know I stand for Love too right?" Asmo said, batting his pretty little eyes.

"For someone who stands for LOVE, if you can even call it that," You make a disgusted face, "You surely love making a mockery out of your elder brother and revel in his misery, you over- perfumed potato."

"But I never cause problems do I? Why must I be punished just for standing by?"

"Your high and mighty sense of worth is an illusion you live in. You dress up pretty and act social to validate yourself, trying to conceal the ugliness within. Truly you are nothing but Lust. Also you're the reason we almost got eaten by a giant snake." You shake your head. "Now speaking of eating..."

Beelzebub

"This giant food vaccum." You point to Beel. "He tried to eat me over a custard. Like excuse me? There's still plenty of food outside? And let's not forget that week we all had to eat cup ramen for a week cause he finished the whole pantry."

Beel softly muttered and apology and looked down.

"He even ate the walls and pillars once! Surely those renovations cost way more than however much Mammon steals? Where's his punishment?!"

"MC enough. He's sorry already." Beel's twin spoke up. You glared at him and smiled. "Don't worry I saved the best for last."

Belphegor

"This lazy murderous cow." You walk up to him slowly. "Not only does everyone have to your chores - you love causing chaos."

Belphie laughed, "That I do. But that's only with Lucifer. What else did I do?"

"Oh you want me to go there? I surely will." You say with a sting in your eye. "In your plan to avenge your sister, you killed what was left of her in the first timeline. And your brothers just stood by and watched. Where's your penance, you murder hornet?"

Belphie's eyes grew wide. Everyone looked shocked and uncomfortable. You never brought this up before now.

"But why bother asking you about it. I should be asking the ultimate punisher of this family." You turn to Lucifer.

Lucifer

"Ah! If it isn't Diavolo's pet dog! How is your master today? Does he treat you the way you treat Mammon? Is that why you come here to take your revenge on your little brother instead? Tell me Lucifer does Diavolo punish you then?"

"MC, I understand you maybe upset but you are crossing a line here." Lucifer stood up with a gutteral growl.

"Sit doggie. I didn't ask for you yet." You commanded. Lucifer sat back down as with great force. He stared at you flummoxed.

"Did you forget about the pacts already, you pompous goat? You have threatened and tried to kill me more than anyone else in this family so congratulations! I will use my pacts way more generously now." You mock bowed in gratitude.

"You might win in a fight against him but let me tell you this..." You stared back at the others.

"Mammon is the second strongest in this family. If he wanted to - if he REALLY wanted to, all of you would be turned to dust. He is stronger than all of you - but he hides it. He supresses his powers and his anger because he loves you too much. How could he ever hurt his little brothers?" You felt tears in your eyes at this point.

"AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY HIM? He's only acting on his sin! Just like the rest of you! Why must he be singled out and mocked at? I won't allow it. Never again."

"If you hurt Mammon again, I swear you will have to face me. And before you think you have a chance against me, do remember the pacts you all happily made with me I will not hesitate to use them against you dysfunctional lot-"

"MC... Stop." You felt Mammon hug you from behind.

"Mammon? I thought you were asleep." You say looking back at him. His tears were misty but his smile more full.

"And I thought I was supposed to protect ya, human! And you're out here protecting me..." Mammon trailed off and held you closer.

"We can protect each other."