#adoption scenario

[crispy-buddies-bakery]

I'd like...a cream unicorn and a kouign amann please! Thank you!

(Sorry for the wait! Enjoy!)

*You enter the bakery, the sound of the bells ringing as you step forth as the smell of freshly baked goods almost made you forget that you're here to adopt two new companions! Not eat sweets (Though perhaps you may buy some of the available sweets here that lack the life power)*

*The bakery was a bit busy, with some customers walking about to adopt their companions as both humans and cookies working in the center have their hands full at the moment. You could feel a wave of anxiousness as you wonder if this was the right time to adopt, there were so many things moving about and talking that it is almost overwhelming, you thought about just leaving and returning in a less busy day*

"Excuse me, But are you okay?"

*A soft voice spoke out, snapping you out of your thoughts as you look around in search of the voice when you felt something rubbing your leg, as you look down to see a Cream Unicorn by your foot, gently rubbing your leg as they look up at you with a gentle smile*

"I apologize if startled you, But I cannot help as you seem troubled, is there anything I can do to calm your worries?"

*You hesitate for a moment, one of the cookies you were planning on adopting just appeared to aid you! You count it as just fate as you explain why you are here, needing to raise your voice just a bit to be heard amongst the busy shop, wincing a bit as you worry you might have gone a bit too loud before the Cream Unicorn speaks happily*

"Ah you are here to adopt? How wonderful! It brings me joy to become a part of your family! Allow me to aid you in your search for our next family member"

*You smiled faintly as you lower your hand as your Cream Unicorn climb up your palm, you held them gently as they guild you through the shop in search of a Kouign-Amann, the shop is sill bustling with activity but your Cream Unicorn would calm you down with reassurance and rubbing your hand*

*It wasn't until you reach the counter where you spot one talking to one of the cookie workers, she immediately notices your approach as she turns to you with a confident smile*

"Ah Hello! Forgive me if I am being a bit too forward but you are looking to adopt right?"

*You sheepishly smile as you nod, were you that obvious in your intentions?*

"Ah I knew it! I heard one of the workers talk about a potential adopter coming to visit! It is good to meet ya! Kouign-Amann or erm.. whatever my new nickname will be at your service!"

*She bows in front of you in greeting as your Cream Unicorn smiles at her. Just as one of the main shop owner, Elaine, finally runs back behind the counter huffing as if she just ran a marathon*

"A-ah crap... sorry for the wait, new cookies coming in means more customers.... would you like a free normal cookie as an apology?"

*Who knew this day would go well, with you holding your two new family members in your arm as you sign out the legal forms AND you get a free normal cookie!*

[lunarreapergrotto]

I would love a scenario please! ^^

(One large Adopt scenario coming up!!)

You approach the entrance to the Grotto, a large mushroom with a bunny-like cat creature sitting atop of it. The caretaker blinks at you sleepily, but seems pleased that you've arrived. You explain you were looking to adopt a few mushbitties, a Fly, Shoom, Lumi, and two Peckiis. Quite a tall order! The caretaker nods, hopping off of the large mushroom to guide you into the grotto.

Entering the grotto you can see little lights seeming to stare at you from the shadows. Approaching a large clearing, you can see several groups of different types of Mushbitties! The caretaker bumps your leg with her head, encouraging you forward.

You gaze around at the friendly looking critters, wondering who you should approach first, before a loud, somewhat grumpy sounding shout is heard at your feet. You step back, looking down worriedly to see a Fly bitty! He grumps at you, telling you to watch where you're going. It looks like he was carrying some sort of blanket? Seems like you accidentally stepped on it while he was walking by! You apologize quickly, kneeling down and offering to help the bitty to where he was going. He eyes you suspiciously, asking "What's the catch?" You laugh, shaking your head. No catch, you just want to help! He glares at you, seeming to hesitate, but the idea of not having to walk all the way back to his habitat was far too tempting. You hold out your hand, the bitty climbing onto your palm with his blanket and directing you on where to go. Along the way, you talk about how you were looking to adopt, asking if he had any recommendations for who you could talk to. The bitty scoffs, boasting that there wasn't any better bitty to adopt than him! He was certainly the strongest of the Fly bitties, and the most handsome of course. You giggled, asking if he would like to come home with you. He pretends to mull it over, but the excitement in his little body was pretty evident. "Fine, I guess since you wouldn't be able to find another bitty as cool as me, I'll go with you." You retrieve his belongings from his habitat to take home with you. Fly bitty acquired!

Wandering with your new buddy, you notice what seems to be a large mass of white fluff. Curiously, you wander over. The closer you get, the easier it is to tell it's not one mass of fluff, but a bunch of bitties piled on top of each other! This must be the Shoom habitat! Looks like it's naptime. You debate waking up the sleeping bitties, but notice one of the balls of fluff roll off the pile, falling flat on his tummy with a groan. You kneel down worriedly, asking the bitty if he's alright. He looks up at you blearily, giving a lazy smile. He says he's fine, sleeping in the pile just gets a little tough if you don't have the right spot. You think for a moment and ask the bitty if he'd like to have his own sleeping spot. He blinks up at you and laughs. Having his own sleeping spot sounds great! You hold out your hand, asking if he'd like to come home with you. He climbs onto your hand and into your sleeve, settling in the fabric. "Thanks bud... Say, you got any fuzzy blankets at home?" Shoom bitty acquired!

With your two bitties nestled into your clothes, both seeming to have agreed to share the blanket the Fly had grabbed, you continue on your way. It doesn't take long to find the Peckii bitties, bunches of them running around doing various activities. Their myriad of colors is almost dizzying, but your eyes catch on a pair that seem to be fighting over a strawberry. You walk over, asking what was wrong. They look up at you, immediately intrigued, almost forgetting their strawberry. They tell you they both wanted to try out red for their sap, but there was only one strawberry! You point out it would take more than one strawberry to turn their sap red, and they pout, clearly not having thought of that. You lean down, smiling and saying you could buy them both as many strawberries as it took to turn their sap red if they wanted to come home with you! They both brighten up, nodding furiously. They hop into your hands, the two Peckiis chattering to you about all the colors they want to try. "After red, can we try to make pink?" "No no, purple! I want my sap to be purple after!" Peckii bitties acquired!

Finally, you make it to the Lumi habitat, their gently glowing caps quite the sight. They all seem fairly friendly, waving to you or showing you their trinkets. It was hard to pick, they all seemed so sweet, but one Lumi in particular catches your attention. He liked collecting buttons, and he had politely asked if you had any buttons he could have. You frowned, shaking your head and saying you didn't have any buttons on you. He seemed a bit disheartened until you said that you could let him have any buttons he found in your home! Maybe you could even buy him some interesting buttons? His eyes sparkled and he nodded, holding up his arms for you to pick him up. Retrieving his button collection from his habitat, you carried the eager bitty back to the exit. "Plastic buttons are nice, but I think I want to find a metal button too! They look so shiny!" Lumi bitty acquired!

As you exit the grotto with all your friends piled ontop of you in one way or another, you are greeted by the caretaker who nudged five little stones with different mushroom etchings. Keeping the stones with you would help your bitties find their home if they ever got lost! Taking them with you, the bitties knew you would take good care of them!

[dawnsbitties]

hi! may i have a Honey Wyvern, Blue Amphipetere, Razzle, Trot, melody, and a Flare?

- Dawn looks up from some papers she’s reading over alongside Lyel, her face brightening as she sees you. “Well hello there! Always glad to see a friendly face around here!” She tells you, putting away the papers for now as Lyel runs off to do chores. As you tell her why you’re here, she smiles even brighter. “Looking for more family members? That’s just fantastic! I’m sure we can find some that’ll fit in with the rest of them!”

- She leads you to a side room first, where upon entering your eyes are immediately drawn to the huge fake tree in the middle, several different Melody bitties are hopping around, singing and playing, and looking closer you realise there’s even a few Blue Amphipetere bitties who are playing along with the Melody ones! Dawn tells you to try and sing or whistle if you can, or to play some music to them. Doing the one you think would be the best, you spot that all the harpies have stopped to listen in, a few of them bobbing along to the tune, but one of them flies down to be closer!

- After a bit longer listening in, she joins in on the music, clearly loving it! And then you both are surprised when a Blue Amphipetere joins in with you, seemingly not wanting to be left out! But then a noise cuts off the lovely tunes as the dragon bitty turns around to start scolding whoever did a horrible job joining in - it’s a Honey Wyvern! And by the looks of it, the brother half to the first dragon! Once their squabbling has settled down, you ask them if they would love to join you and your family, getting three eager nods of agreement! Success!

- Dawn then leads you outside, showing you a bunch of Trot bitties running in a race with some Flares overlooking it all or sunbathing! The Melody sings out, getting the attention of one of the Trotters, who immediately runs over to happily greet you! You chat a bit with the Trot, and also the Flare when he comes over to join in with your conversation and you happily chat away. After a bit, you tell that you’re going to be adopting the Melody bitty but would also love a Trot and Flare bitty. The Trotter seems more than happy, but the Flare says he’ll only join.. If you can find the Razzle he hatched alongside!

- Accepting the challenge, you move over to the ambush bushes, hearing giggles, rattles and leaves rustling about, but see no sign of any scales or tails. Letting out a thoughtful hum, you turn your back to where one of the bushes is giggling more, waiting a bit… And then turning around, watching the startled face of the Razzle who’d been trying to sneak up on you! She’s been caught! She pouts in annoyance, but after a bit admits defeat, saying that now you have to adopt her! Luckily, the Flare comes over and happily says you won his challenge, meaning this was the right Razzle! You’ve found all your bitties!

- Going back into the centre, it’s no issue filling out all the paperwork for the new family members, Dawn happily looking over it all before giving it the all clear! You’re surprised when Rio the Floof shows up, holding out a care pamphlet that is meant for you to know how to care for the Melody bitty the best. “You have a Trot, who will help you out, but I am very protective of any feathers who leave the centre. I am the main Melody bitty rehabilitator after all!” He tell you. Nodding in understanding, you promise to take good care of her, and with a nod from him you finally have the all-clear to head out and home with all your new bitties, all of them chatting away about their new homes… Well, all except the Honey Wyvern who is fast asleep.

[pokemonadoptioncenter]

(@sneasedtomeetyou) Is Indigo (the Charmander) still available for adoption? I've been in need of a fire type to help me with the heating around here.

I don't have another fire type of my own at the moment, but I have some experience handling them due to my friend being a fire type specialist, and my Dachsbun Hotdog has Well-Baked Body to keep fire types from causing too much trouble.

''Indigo is still available for adoption indeed! As I take it you are adopting the little guy, just remember he is teething since while mature enough to go to a forever home, he is still very much a baby.'' * After a few verification that you were admissible for the Charmander and that the region you were currently in didn't have the Pokemon line on the forbidden list, everything seemed to be in order! * It took a bit to fill the paperwork, but once everything was completed, it was just a question of putting Indigo into a ball and send it to the nearest Pokecenter near you. * Your new friend is waiting for you to pick him up now!

[rafey-baby]

rafe has always been close with his sister…  

c/w: icky themes, incest, dubcon, oral (m receiving), rafe being a perv about his (adopted) sister & her being inexperienced, 18+ mdni!

wc: 1.7k

if this is something you don’t like pls scroll & read something else xx   

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Her big brother has always been rather overbearing, which is something she’s tried to shrug off as him merely being protective, but as far as her understanding of siblings goes— they aren’t supposed to act the way Rafe does.  

Ever since they were little, Rafe has been weird about everyone in their strange family, but sometimes it makes her feel gross when he barges into her room while she’s changing— not even bothering to cover his eyes as he sits down on her mattress and starts ranting about something completely irrelevant.

It makes her feel disgusting when she notices the subtle smirk tugging at his mouth as his gaze narrows down onto whatever bare sliver of skin she’s hurriedly trying to hide from his borderline hungry eyes.   

And she doesn’t particularly enjoy when he gets wasted or high off of whatever he’s snorted at some stupid party and insists that he just has to sleep next to her because he’s not feeling good. And despite her drowsy complaints, he’s always snuggling too close for comfort with his hands all over her; pulling her flush against him and letting the cushion of his lips graze the skin of her neck.

He keeps telling her that it’s nothing out of the ordinary when he gives her details about the girls he’s slept with and what his favorite positions are, even if she’s told him multiple times that she doesn’t want to know. And whenever they’re home alone, he even goes as far as bringing girls to his room— making sure their loud moans echo right into her bedroom when he knows she’s trying to study.   

And whenever he’s tagging along during her little shopping trips (he doesn’t let her go alone because ‘what if something happens?’), he always demands on joining her in the fitting rooms— even squeezing himself into the crammed space when she’s trying on lingerie, claiming that she absolutely needs his opinion.   

“Rafe, that’s weird,” she tries to get him to wait outside but of course he merely rolls his eyes.  

“S’not weird, know how indecisive you can be, jus’ wanna help,” he says, seemingly genuine while he’s already fiddling with the clip of her bra.   

And she feels her cheeks burning when the cashier mentions how sweet it is that her boyfriend is paying for her clothes— to which Rafe merely chuckles while she can’t find the words to correct the poor woman because she’d probably faint if she learned the truth about their relationship.

More often than not, he tends to be borderline territorial. One time, she’s simply talking to a guy at some party, when all of a sudden, she feels an all too familiar presence behind her.

“Who’s this, hm?” he slurs, slinging a heavy arm over her shoulder.   

“Oh, it’s…um, no one,” she peeps out because she knows how he is. However, her attempts at calming him down prove to be fruitless because he’s already approaching the guy with a scoff.   

“You, uh, you do know that this is m’sister, right? Mine. So, why don’t you, uh, go ‘n try to impress some other bitch, yeah?” he offers him a sickly-sweet smile, voice harsh before telling her they’re leaving— strong hands on her waist already dragging her towards his truck.

“I was having fun,” she complains when he’s putting the seatbelt on her— his breath smelling of beer when he drawls out a reply. “You can have all the fun you want with me when we get home, yeah?”   

“But I wanted to spend time with my friends,” she pouts.   

“That’s just too bad then, isn’t it?” he murmurs while starting the engine— resting a warm palm on her thigh soon after, ignoring her efforts of shrugging it off.  

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When he learns that she hasn’t had her first kiss yet (because why would anyone even think about touching her when they know Rafe is a complete psycho), he mocks her to the point of her eyes growing glossy as she tries to blink away the soggy droplets.

“S’okay, you wanna get it over with, hm? I’ll help you,” he so kindly offers with faux concern glimmering in the moonstones of his eyes.   

“Rafe, that’s gross,” she frowns, to which he merely furrows his brows before scoffing— as if she’s the one being weird.   

“So, uh, so you tellin’ me you want some…some stranger at a party who only wants to get in your pants to do it instead?” he narrows his eyes as if that’s the only alternative.  

“N— no,” her answer is hesitant.  

“Listen, m’just…m’just, tryna be a good brother ‘n help my little sister out, but if you don’t want m’help then don’t come cryin’ to me when you embarrass yourself cause you don’t even know how to kiss,” he lifts his hands up in surrender before shrugging, suggesting that he’d merely be doing her a favor.   

And before her brain has the time to process what’s happening, he’s already dragging her into his lap. And it feels wrong when their mouths are suddenly slotting together— when he’s letting out a shallow groan and slipping his tongue past her teeth without so much as a warning.

“Rafe! You didn’t tell me you were gonna do that,” she squeaks out, pulling away with her face all crumpled up, feeling disconcerted.   

“Shut up, you’re gonna wake up everyone, thought you wanted to learn?” he mutters out before he’s smearing his mouth on hers once more— this time with a tight grip on her jaw that forces her to stay put as the the kiss turns into something sloppy; wet.

And afterwards, he makes her promise that she won’t tell anyone because ‘you don’t want dad to get mad at you, do you?’ and even if she feels guilt eat away at her, she keeps it to herself because the last thing she wants is to upset anyone. 

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“Rafe guess what? I have a date tomorrow,” she gives him a giddy smile while stepping into his room a few weeks later.  

“With who?” he eyes her while slouching on his bed, seemingly in the midst of texting someone.

“This guy I met on the beach today,” she sits down on the edge of the mattress when he places his phone on his nightstand.

“Yeah? What’s his name?” he asks, shifting closer.  

“Um, Ethan.” 

“Last name?”  

“I— I don’t know, didn’t ask…why does it matter? Was just wondering if you could drive me there?” she says, surprised by his sudden interest. 

“Where?” his tone sounds almost exasperated now, as if she’s done something bad.

“Um, we’re just gonna hang out at his house,” she chews on her bottom lip, suddenly nervous.

“You havin’ a date at his house? You finally gonna lose that virginity, huh?” he asks as patronizing laughter bubbles from his chest.

“What? No! S’not like that,” she mumbles, her skin already boiling. 

“No? You do know when guys say they wanna hang out, it means they wanna fuck, right? You’re not that stupid, are you?” his gaze is borderline condescending when he raises his brows.

“Well, he’s not like that, he seems nice,” she tries to defend herself, feeling small all of a sudden.

“Sweetheart, every guy’s like that, especially the ones that seem nice, you’re so fuckin’ naive,” he scoffs while running a hand through his hair.

“You know what? Forget about it, I’ll just walk there,” she huffs out, standing up to leave, however, she doesn’t get far before he’s grabbing at her arm.

“Listen, m’just tryna look out for you, okay? Don’t feel like dealin’ with your shit ‘bout how he broke your heart. I mean, if you’re not gonna let him hit, he’s gonna be expectin’ somethin’ else, you know that, right?”

She swallows.

“I— are you sure? But…but I don’t even know how to—” 

“Poor baby, what would you do without your big brother, hm? Don’t worry, I’ll teach you, yeah?” he coos before pinky promising he’ll be gentle.

And that’s how she ends up on her knees in front of him. 

“Ray, this doesn’t feel…right,” she mumbles out, eyes focused on the ruddy tip he’s thumbing over while he stares at her.

“Shh, can be our little secret, yeah? Jus’ wanna make sure my little sister doesn’t embarrass herself,” he lets out a grunt when she blinks up at him with uncertain eyes.

“Open your mouth, tongue out,” he instructs while moving closer to her tentative form, biting his lip when she gingerly does what he tells her to. Then, he’s thudding the drippy head on the flat of her tongue— one, two, three times, which makes her let out a noise; something that only seems to spur him on.

He tastes salty and she doesn’t necessarily mind it, which makes her feel entirely too gross about the situation altogether— the words ‘I don’t wanna do this anymore’ turning into a tangled muddle when he’s already pushing past her lips, making her gag around the sudden intrusion.

“Shit, tha’s good, jus’ take it, yeah?” he rumbles out; a big hand holding the back of her head as he stuffs himself deeper down her throat— cock twitching in response to her whines and attempts at drawing away for air.

It overwhelms her to no end when he’s so rough, abrasive, but despite his broken promise, she’s unable to prevent her thighs from pressing together when throaty moans keep escaping him; his respiration turning labored by each lazy rut of his hips while her head begins to spin.

Only when his sticky cum gushes onto her tongue— the white substance dribbling past the seam of her lips and covering her chin in the process, does he grant her a moment to catch her breath.

“Guys like it when you swallow,” his voice is like gravel when he pushes at her jaw, heady gaze glued to the way her throat bobs when she does just that, the aftertaste of what they’ve done making her feel stained; dirty.

“You know, s’cute you thought I’d let some, some shithead fuck my sister,” he sounds almost humored as he pats at the flushed skin of her cheek— making her eyes turn watery when he swipes a thumb under her wobbly bottom lip to clean up the remaining mess.

She feels something in her guts churn when he tucks it back into her mouth with a sick smile.

[irishmammonagenda]

"Mams, I have some news for you." You say, hands behind your back at a weird angle, clearly hiding something.

"Not now, MC, the Great Mammon's busy." The Avatar of Greed dismisses you in an attempt to take his focus away from the way he perked up like a lovesick puppy when he heard your voice.

"But Mams, it's super important."

Mammon looks up from his DDD and stares at you expectantly, when he once more realises he's behaving like a lovesick puppy, he stares at his nails instead, scoffing. "This better be good, human. Do ya think I have all day?! Cus I don't!"

"But Mams! You're a dad now! You have to make time for your family!"

Mammon splutters, dropping his phone and falling off of his bed. "I'm a WHAT??!!! MC who's lyin' to ye! I'm not a dad!!!"

"Yes you are!" You bring your arms out from behind your back to reveal a small little black blob with small little golden horns, wearing an equally small black top hat with yellow accents.

"Papa!" Little D No.2 exclaims from your arms.

"ARRRGH!! The Great Mammon is not yer papa Little D!!!" Mammon shouts, attempting to cover the blush on his face.

You pout, Little D No.2 mirrors your expression. "But Mams! He's the spitting image of you! He's even got your horns! Are you abandoning our child?!"

"Yeah, Papa are you abandoning our chil-...wait hold on I am the child-....Yeah! Papa are you abandoning yer child?!"

"See! He even talks like you! He said yer!"

"T-t-that proves nothin'!! I-I'm not a dad!" Mammon splutters.

You look at him sulkily. "D-do you not wanna have a family with us...I mean how could you say no to this face?" You pinch Little D No.2's cheek and push him out towards the Second Born. "He's adorable! He gets it from you!"

"Fine! I'm a dad! Now please....stop poutin'?" Mammon almost pouts himself before his learned bravado makes another show. "Ahem...! What I was tryna say was....I, the Great Mammon don't care if you pout or not!"

Little D No.2 stage whispers to you. "Psst, what Mammon means to say is that he's so deeply unequivocally in love with you he hardly knows what to do with himself!"

Mammon sputters and shouts something in protest, but you just grin. "Awww! I love you too Mams!"

Mammon subconsciously preens at the praise before staring daggers at a sniggering Little D No.2 as you cradle it in your arms like a baby and coo to it things like 'You look so much like your papa! Yes you do!' and tap its little top hat before booping the small creature's nose, or where a nose should be on a Little D.

Mammon cracks a soft smile watching the scene; not that he'd ever admit it. Even though Little D No.2 was a little shit, he wouldn't mind someday having little shits of his own with you and starting an actual family, except he hoped they'd look like you.

[mushimallo]

timeskip Gavinor and Aunt Lift adventures

Lift tries to cheer Gav up by swiping him his favorite meal

Gav finally grew taller than her >.<

[lunamugetsu]

Whenever Batman disappears, he’ll come back with a new child to adopt.

It was a well known running joke amongst the batfamily.

Damian did not see the humor in it.

But right now his father has been missing for three days.

Now the entire batfamily knew that it was protocol to wait three days if they’ve suddenly received no contact from Bruce then they’d start looking for him.

Damian was not worried. His father will always come back home.

He was sitting in the batcave when he heard the familiar sound of the Batmobile coming back to the cave.

Damian reacted quickly and placed himself by the automobile as it opened. He saw his father come out of the machine. His suit had taken a beating with parts of it being singed or torn. But that wasn’t what caught his attention.

Damian’s attention was focused on the being that his father was currently carrying in his arms.

“Father. I demand an explanation.”

“This is Daniel, but he prefers Danny. I met him when I was investigating that government facility. He’ll be staying with us.”

Damian frowned he took another good look of the being. Daniel was a skinny being, practically a skeleton. Pale skin, white hair and glowing green eyes. The tiny thing was clothed in some kind of hospital gown and had something branded on their arm.

D4N.13L

Damian turned back to his father.

“Father I do not agree with this. We know nothing about this being.”

“He was held captive at the government facility. He assisted me when I was injured. He needs a place to stay.” Batman said as Danny gave a little whimper.

“Father, I must protest. We do not have the time to waste on taking care of this…this…thing. I will not watch over it!” Damian pointed at Danny.

“You are certain of this decision?” Batman repeated

“Yes.”

“Very well, then I suppose Superboy can handle this responsibility.”

Damian perked up from the statement.

“Responsibility?”

“Danny will need help in assimilating back into society. He had trouble speaking and does not like loud sounds. I will not be able to watch him all the time and need someone to monitor Danny’s condition for me. I had assumed that you’d be perfect in taking the responsibility of watching over him since you’re close in age and you had to learn to assimilate yourself amongst the public. But if you can’t, Superboy can most likely handle Danny’s special needs until we find a more suitable arrangement.”

Damian frowned

“Danny comes with a dog. Cujo, come!” At those words a glowing green dog hopped out of the Batmobile and ran over to Batman. Sitting down in front of the vigilante while wagging his tail excitedly.

“Father I have changed my mind. I am more than ready to take up this responsibility.” Damian held his arms out for his father to hand Danny over to him.

A couple weeks later

“Father I have come to the conclusion that if anything were to happen to Danny, I will kill everyone involved and then myself.” Damian said while Danny is currently playing fetch with Cujo and Titus.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Ajax meeting a child his age from the House of the Hearth.

his family is taking a rare trip out of Snezhnaya to visit some friends in the Court of Fontaine- his parents' friends to be clear, which he finds horribly boring. luckily his mother and father are very much aware of Ajax's curious nature and let him wander around the city, provided he stay above ground and not leave the Court. he's quietly exploring, a little head of ginger hair weaving in between the busy adults and gardemeks when he catches a glimpse of someone his height scurrying away. a kid! someone like him, and not those boring grownups! Ajax grins and darts after, cheerfully yelling out for them to wait before he catches up and tugs on their wrist.

you yelp in surprise, snapping your head around to stare at him. the boy smiles at you, eyes like sun-dappled water, and sticks his hand out to shake like his father taught him to.

"Hi, I'm Ajax! What's your name? I like your clothes!"

you glance down at your uniform, perfectly tailored to your size and in the colors of the House of the Hearth. the other children- your siblings- all wore their own clothes, but you never had a preference. Mother was merciful enough to at least provide you with a wardrobe... although the coldness in her eyes told you she was merciful for little else. with tentative movements you grasp Ajax's hand and give it a small shake, and his grin widens further in delight.

time flies away as you slowly settle and become comfortable with him. Mother isn't happy when you return home past curfew.

it's years later when you see Ajax again. the House of the Hearth has changed; Mother and most of your siblings are dead, although you can't say you're displeased about the former, there's a new head of the House, a multitude of scars have formed on your body from Mother's brutal training. yet, you have remained, much to your surprise. you fully expected to die or be disposed of even after Mother was slain, but luckily Peruere- Arlecchino allowed you to stay. you observe the new Fatui recruits with her in Snezhnaya, none of them from the House of the Hearth, not this year. A yawn almost slips out of your mouth which you quickly shield with your palm, before a strong hand lightly smacks down onto your shoulder.

it's Ajax. older and taller with messier hair, but you'd recognize that coppery hair and dark blue eyes anywhere, even if they've turned from shallow waters to the deep sea. you stare at each other for a moment, then Ajax's face breaks into a huge smile as he picks up your hand and gives it a firm, familiar shake.

"I missed you."

slowly, you smile back, and the Abyssal monster in Ajax's head lets out an awed croon when he finally sees the person his host has been telling him all about.

[traumawhomst]

Vampire v Hunter Fledgling let’s goooo

Tw: Reader is fatally wounded and dies but it is not shown graphically.

Honestly it was cute in the beginning, to be singled out by a Hunter, it hadn’t happened in centuries. It was a bit of an ego boost to think his name was still being spread.

The first time he sees them he almost coos, looking at this twee Hunter, all serious in their leathers, a black mask staring at Him across the room. What really piqued his interest was the fact that they never spoke.

Their first fight was more, well, a play fight for him if he was honest. He threw insults and witticisms trying to get a reaction from the Hunter with no luck. No matter how much he mocked and belittled them, they never once spoke back. Or really make noise other than grunts or slight groans due to exertion. It was charming actually, so many Hunters had their little speeches ready, about their tragic life or to mock Him, or worse go on a tirade about ‘good’ and ‘evil’. Those ones never lasted long, too caught up in their egos to focus on the extremely hard task of actually killing a vampire.

If they’re silent well, that means business, a single minded focus that He could respect. So he lets them live after the first fight. A reward for tracking him down when so many had failed in the first place, something to soften the failure of trying to kill him. He figured he’d never see them again, and he was feeling generous.

Oh but you had to keep finding Him didn’t you? Second time you ambushed him he chalked it to dumb luck, and fought you off with him seriously pulling his punches. You were still silent and nothing he seemed to say got you to crack. The third time was just annoying, he was headed to a party hosted by a dear friend, only to find you waiting right outside for him. He didn’t kill you that time, mostly because he didn’t want to be more late because than he already was.

The fourth time you appeared he was completely done with the situation. It has been fun the first few times but it was starting to seem like you needed a harsher lesson. He was going to just break a limb or something, force you to stop for a while.

And then you winged him, the spike firmly lodged in his left arm. That’s when he was done playing. Faster than you could see he moved forward and threw you into the nearest wall.

It was pitiful, even if he didn’t have much pity at the moment, to see you on your side breathing ragged your body too hurt to even curl into yourself. He pulled out the stake complaining about his shirt and the hole left behind as he strolled up to the Hunter who was trying and failing to reach their cross-bow stake launcher, and He stepped on it, breaking it with a satisfying crunch.

The Hunters hand fell and their body stilled as he got closer.

“Honestly, if a vampire beats you three times you should learn your lesson. I was being quite generous with you, but the ‘indomitable human spirit etcetera’,” he said his tone bored, as he prodded at the Hunter’s quivering body. “That would be the shock settling in,” he said blithely, going to stand up before changing his mind. “Actually,” which was the only warning you got when he pulled off the mask and you closed your eyes waiting for the killing blow.

When you looked at Him, abject horror was not what you expected to see on his face. Had you been injured that bad? You don’t think he got your face. The Vampire’s face was glued to yours and for a moment you were unsure if the silence was worse than a quick death.

“You’re eleven!” He balked pulling back for a second. He was of course off by a decade more or less, but the thought was still mildly annoying.

“Who’s letting you do this? Where did you get your equipment? Where in gods name are your parents?”

From your limited prospective he seemed to be having a complete mental breakdown. He kept speaking in some language you didn’t recognize as he looked over your body again and again. Then his eyes seemed to get wider as he remembered that you were in fact dying at the moment. There was no hospital near enough even with his supernatural speed it wouldn’t be enough time, even if someone came at this very moment he didn’t like your odds of survival.

Part of you relaxed when he finally bit down on your wrist, some of it due to his venom, but the other smaller part who was just ready for the pain to end.

You had not expected to come to, still laying on the ground as a seeping cold numbness grew. Your body hurt but not like it had before, somehow this pain was more terrifying. You spoke for the first time, asking in a broken voice what he’d done to you.

He on the other had just seemed relieved to see you awake. “I saved you darling,” he said running a hand over your head. “You don’t have to worry about anything ever again.”

How big of a lie it was.

[enderspawn]

to be fair. on one hand it’s so emotional seeing that both the players and the admins/eggs are so effected by all this. they cared so deeply and got so attached.

but on the OTHER hand, it’s exceedingly funny to imagine them just trying to like. be Normal Friends after all this. like “hey i know we’ve been interacting for literal weeks where you were my son/daughter, buts it’s nice to finally meet you!!! what’s your name btw.”

[crispy-buddies-bakery]

Can...I have a part two of my adoption thing? I can imagine well...being a first time cookie owner...sorta trying to figure out what items I'd need for my cream unicorn and kouign amann...also can imagine as I'd fill out the form...I'd put down their normal names, cream unicorn and kouign amann unless I have to give them nicknames...then I'd probably call the unicorn marshmallow and the kouign amann pinkie unless they wanna change nicknames...

Also can imagine being slightly a bit over my head...via showing up with only items being a bunch of gummy bears due to hearing they eat sweets like jellies and not quite understanding what that meant aaaaand basically have two plastic containers I made cookies sized holes in so they could enter and exit their enclosers easily lmao...just trying my best since I love em so much but stumbling...bet I'd feel a little bad for not entirely understanding everything right off the bat lmao! Like...just trying my best lmao!

*Bring a first time owner of cookies is not as easy for most people, after all you just basically adopted small sapient crispy companions (hah). It is basically like adopting a human child but also not really since they are more independent*

*It was rather embarrassing when you showed up in the center with a bag of gummy bears since you thought they could only eat sweets, thankfully the staff explains that cookies are omnivorous and can eat pretty much what you can eat. except far less water*

*There was also the fact of naming them, Whilst your two new cookies were eating the gummy bears you brought as you were signing their adoption paper, you did ask the staff if you could keep their names as if, to which they answered that you technically can but it is encouraged to at least give them a nickname to call them to avoid any confusion of calling the same species*

*Thus you have settled with Marshmallow for Cream Unicorn and Pinkie for Kouign Amann, you can always change their nicknames in the future if they want to anyway*

*Then when you did finally bring them home, you realized were severely unprepared as you have to make a last minute enclosure for them, using two plastic containers and carefully using a box cutter to cut off a hole for them to enter and exit, their enclosure is also empty as you have to place two small pillows for now*

*Gosh, you are really bad at this..*

*You felt bad about making them sleep in a basically plastic container with a small pillow for them to lay on, thus you spend some time looking through forums and any thing cookie related, maybe you should've have researched before adopting them..*

*You didn't even realize that hours have pass of you scrolling through forums after forums about taking care of cookie when you were brought out of your scrolling when you felt a small hand on your arm as you look down to see Marshmallow on your desk, patting your arm as they look up at you with a worried look*

"Dear... you were staring at the computer for hours now, perhaps a break is required now, you look tired.."

*They spoke softly as you shake your head, trying to reassure them that you're fine as you see Pinkie from the corner of your vision on the desk as well, looking at the forums you were reading on screen*

" 'How to give your cookies a better living space' , 'how many time should cookies eat' , 'how long until a cookie get used to their new home' and 'what items are best for a cookies' living space' "

*They would silently read the title of the forums you have read, with you becoming flustered at being caught red handed as you try to exit the website only for Pinkie to push your mouse away as Marshmallow patted your hand*

"Take a deep breathe, it is ok dear, we do not judge you for researching about our needs, in fact it warms my heart to see someone care for us so much to be willing to research for hours"

*They spoke as they gently rub your hand as they look up to you with a small smile. Pinkie turns their head away from the screen to look up at you as they smiled back with a nod*

"Yeah! I mean there is a first time for everything! You may have not understand it all but your will to learn more for our sake makes you already a capable adopter even if you do not feel like it! We are all learning after all! This is our first time being adopted so we're all in this together!"

*You guys..*

*You somehow manage to not shed a tear as your resolve ignites, you give a nod, You may have not understood a lot at the start but dammit you're gonna learn how to be the best damn adopter starting now!*

"You were already the best for us dear... but perhaps you should rest before continuing."

*Ah right.. well researching can wait for a bit as you turn your pc off, gently picking up your two cookies as you walk away from the desk.. time for some rest with your new family*

[anghraine]

wind-sage replied to this post:

it is a really fun compare and contrast between Leia I am FULLY an Organa and Luke I am a Skywalker. Neither is Wrong, just important to respect the others choice with it.

Yes, I agree! Their experiences and identities wrt the family members who raised them are often framed as equivalent, but in the OT, they really do seem to relate to each of their families in very different ways.

Leia is not indifferent to her biological parents; she has a tie to Padmé through the Force that lingers with her and matters to her, and it's very upsetting for Leia to find out her natural father is Darth Vader. But the Organas are no less her parents for that. To Leia, "my father" means Bail Organa as much as it invariably means Anakin Skywalker to Luke. She is Bail and Breha's daughter and heir in every way that matters, the princess of Alderaan to her fingertips. Even her blood relationship to Luke only reinforces the close friendship that already exists between them, and would probably matter much less to her without the pre-existing relationship and accompanying Force bond.

But all suggestion in the OT is that Luke was raised as a beloved nephew with his father's and grandmother's name, not a son in the way Leia is a daughter. And it's a potentially dangerous name, at that, which only reinforces the importance in that family situation of honoring Anakin and Shmi in how Luke was brought up to think of himself. Luke's powerful consciousness of himself as Anakin's son doesn't seem just his own thing or conflict at all with how Owen and Beru talk about Luke's tie to Anakin, but rather, reflects it— they say "your father" or "his father" to refer to Anakin and are extremely aware of Luke's legacy from Anakin (and presumably Shmi).

The fostering of a relative's child within the family can often be complex in that way, even IRL, so this isn't even improbable. And given that Owen is Luke's uncle because Owen's father bought and then freed and married Luke's grandmother who died horribly later on, it's not surprising that they would have qualms about erasing the Skywalker history or that the general family dynamic might be a bit more fraught. Luke pretty emphatically does not see Beru as his mother, despite his affection for her; he refers to Padmé as Leia's "real mother" and adds "I have no memory of my mother. I never knew her"—clearly he can only mean Padmé. It seems to me that he's digging for information about Padmé because her absence represents a different kind of loss for him than it does for Leia herself.

And yeah, I could see the disparity in their experiences being something they have to navigate later on, but ultimately the only way to fully reconcile that, IMO, is for them to realize that their family dynamics and sense of legacy were fundamentally not the same and they're not going to relate to their parents the same ways.

[lelsiemeyers]

sonic the hedgehog human/highschool au but eggman is still the villain because he won't let sonic date his son(it's shadow. his son is shadow)

[yuesya]

Have you given any thought to an AU where Shiki activated her powers but her connection to the Gojo clan wasn't known or obvious? Like she was raised by her mother with an unknown father and maybe hide or lack distinct Gojo features. I imagine Nanami would try to shield her from the sorcerer world but eventually need help in dealing with her abilities.

In a world where the Nanami grandparents are less kind and believe in conservative jujutsu ideals, Nanami Shizuka and Nanami Kento grow up acutely aware of the jujutsu world.

Shizuka was neither born with the ability to see cursed spirits nor cursed energy of any note. She still meets Gojo Arata, still falls in love -but in this world Shizuka is more timid and fearful thanks to her grandparents' upbringing, and Gojo Arata bows to the pressure exerted upon him by his sister to marry a suitable partner for the good of the Tobiume family.

So when Shizuka discovers that she's pregnant with Arata's child, she runs.

Years later as a first year student in the Tokyo jujutsu school, Nanami Kento finds his sister living in a rural village with a young daughter. A daughter who looks nothing like either of her parents, but looks strikingly like Gojo Satoru instead -minus the eyes.

Shizuka doesn't want her daughter to become a sorcerer. The Gojo hair color can be hidden using hair dye, and for a while it seems that all will be well-

And then an accident leaves Shizuka dead and Shiki with glowing blue eyes.

[antianakin]

No Order 66 AU where Anakin leaves the Order after the war ends and he and Padme end up retiring to Naboo to try to raise the twins together, but neither of them ends up feeling particularly satisfied with life on Naboo (for Anakin it just doesn't give him any purpose the way he desperately needs and for Padme it's always been this perfect rosy dream and reality doesn't measure up), so they end up leaving the twins behind a lot so they can pursue other things and are pretty absentee parents in general. They mostly end up getting raised by Padme's parents instead, and while they're perfectly good guardians for the twins and raise them kindly and love them a lot, there's always an obvious elephant in the room regarding who ISN'T there.

This causes a bit of a rift between Luke and Leia because while Luke is trying to keep the peace and give their parents the benefit of the doubt as he moves on and figures out his own life with what he DOES have, Leia is less willing to just forgive and forget.

Luke ends up becoming a pilot working for the royal palace for a while, but Leia goes into politics (something she'd entered while younger because it's what her mother did and she'd been hoping it would get Padme's attention and bring the two of them closer; it didn't work out that way at all and now Leia's sticking with it at least partly to spite Padme) as an aide for her cousin Pooja who is now Senator of Naboo.

And it's here, once she finally makes it to Coruscant and starts working in the Senate, that Leia meets Bail Organa, still working as Senator of Alderaan. The two of them click IMMEDIATELY and Bail ends up becoming Leia's mentor in politics, as well as the person who actually introduces her to the Jedi themselves. Anakin and Padme had never really bothered to do so, both because they were so rarely around, but also because they had chosen not to give Luke and Leia to the Temple and decided at that point that it would be easier to keep the twins and the Jedi separate. Bail of course has no such compunctions and even if he knew about Anakin and Padme's feelings on the matter, I imagine he'd find ways to allow Leia to accidentally bump into some of the Jedi while she was on Coruscant. If he just so happens to double book himself for lunch with both Leia and Obi-Wan, it's hardly anything malicious and they may as well all eat together!

Leia finally feels like she has a parent who gives a damn about her, someone who acts like a parent to her, the parent she's always wanted. Her grandparents had always been incredibly kind and they obviously had to do a lot of parenting, but they'd always been very strict about making sure the twins saw them as GRANDPARENTS and not their actual parents, which just make the absence of their parents that much more obvious and painful. But with Bail, she's finally got someone who doesn't care that Anakin and Padme aren't there and doesn't feel the need to create a wall between them for Anakin and Padme's sake. Bail takes her under his wing, teaches her everything she knows, allows her to explore things she'd never been allowed to explore before, connects her to even more people who can help her understand herself better than she's ever been able to before. THIS is what a parent was supposed to do for her and she knows it, THIS is what selfless love looks like from a parent and she THRIVES under it for the first time in her life.

She eventually decides not to stay on as Pooja's aide because she has no real desire to become a senator for Naboo at any point, but she IS good at politics and desperately does want to help people any way she can, so she starts up some sort of organization of her own to help people around the galaxy (and connects it to the Jedi because deep down she KNOWS she was supposed to be one of them even though that path is now closed to her). But she doesn't go back to Naboo, she doesn't make her home on her mother's home planet.

She goes to Alderaan instead. And this time, she gets to stay there for the rest of her life.