#als they are probably OOC and I don't care

[genderlessdude92]

Hi, I really love your work! If your requests are open and if it's allowed, can I request for headcanons of Vox/Val/Alastor/Lucifer with their biological baby w reader?? I'm sorry if this is weird I just die for family dynamics😭😭 like, how would they act, would they be present or neglectful, and that stuff!! Ik it's impossible to have a child in hell but HEY. ITS FICTIONAL. It's really your decision if this is super fluff or super angst, but personally I believe it would be angst because it's hell and they are really famous 😭 THANKU

AUTHOR RESPONSE: First ask but urmmmmmm OFC OFC OFC!!! I’m all in for dis req :3 I feel like i absolutely will eat up Al’s part of this post so stay tuned. Other ones are questionable because idk if it’s OOC or not but…I’m just a girl!! >.< (I’m a genderless dude as you can see from the name ^^) I’m sorry i’m not funny- These might be short btw im rushing a little bit bc i’m trying to start a multi-chapter fix yay awesome but uhhh i’m still having fun with this 💋

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AL, VOX, VAL, & LUCI WITH THEIR BIOLOGICAL CHILD

(and reader that gave birth to em somehow <3)

PAIRINGS: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer x Reader, Vox x Reader, Valentino x Fem!Reader (ALL SEPARATE) SUMMARY: Alastor, Lucifer, Vox, and Valentino are dads now. Aw shucks. (Headcannons) WARNINGS: MINORS DNI. Breeding kink, (obv bc Val is in here), Val mention, reader is female because they literally gave birth to them, mentions of pregnancy, birth, Valentino being a weird fuck, Valentino again, unhealthy duck obsession in Lucifer’s area, Breastfeeding, Cannibalism, physical slaps, everybody being nervous shots but Vox, really rushed, lmk if i missed anything pookie (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)

NOTICE: please don't copy or steal or translate any of my work or you will be haunted in your dreams and i will spawn something unpleasant at your porch the next day. But...thanks for liking my work !! >.< Property of @l4zyb0n35 and @genderlessdude92

Requests are open, support is highly appreciated!

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-Alastor is 100% nervous at first since he has to be the dad and his dad wasn’t…the best!! ^^

-But also doesn’t want to back away because, I mean, it’s kinda rude to just walk away from your creation that you INTENDED to make real.

-This gentleman’s baby was not an accident, I assure you.

-Alastor would absolutely dangle the baby off the edge of a balcony just to tease you.

-Also tried to feed the baby devil meat to make it a cannibal.

-Suprisingly worked.

-Um.

-He probably got taught to knit by Rosie so if the baby ever needs clothes he’s on it.

-Cradles the baby during his radio show hours, aw, and if the baby ever cries he immediately cuts to a quick song break.

-If both you and Alastor are like completely booked and can’t take care of the baby, he’s giving it to Rosie.

-Rosie can’t? Charlie.

-Charlie can’t? Cancelling all plans.

-He just cares for his bloodline, yeah?

-If the baby ever needs like a chewy sensory toy, he’s going to try and get one that resembles Lucifer.

-Like and apple or a snake OOO A SNAKE NVM

-Snake is better since it resembles two ppl mwuhehehe

-Alastor would be a great girl dad but in general i think he would be rlly doting to them.

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-Oh, you thought Alastor was nervous?

-Oh, you’re so funny.

-‘Cuz Lucifer is QUAKING once he finds out you’re pregnant.

-and expecting.

-…and that it’s alive and out the womb.

-Basicslly all because he wasn’t really in Charlie’s life that much.

-But you told him that this can be a second chance?

-Which made him cry more than he was before.

-Yikes.

-Feeds the baby the most fine meals to ever exist for a baby to eat, even tried to sneak in some wine in its milk bottle.

-Then earned a slap at the back of his head from yours truly.

-You.

-I see him as a helicopter parent at first, but then is just chill once they grow more older.

-But he’s like, devoting his immortal LIFE to this baby 24/7.

-The nursery is themed ducks.

-Everywhere.

-Sometimes you get dizzy when you walk in.

-He even wanted to name the baby duck.

-You slapped him again, of course.

-This man acts like a 8th grade frat boy whenever you breast feed the baby like he just scoots away gagging.

-Another slap.

IM SORRY-

-One time in bed you guys were like getting freaky or sum and then you but his nip

-“Honey…what was that?”

-“That’s just how it feels, Luci.”

-“…What?-“

-“When i breastfeed B/N.”

-“…Ew.”

-“BITCH I-“

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-Bro is so confident in being a dad.

-The first day after the baby was born he cancelled all his special guests on his show just for the baby to be the only one.

-This man is fucking insane.

-Puts this baby on his. advertisements.

-We’re talking billboards, pop-ups, etc.

-Only lets his supervisor babysit the baby when needed.

-Don’t expect Velvette or Val to even step foot near this baby without Vox in the room.

-It’s like a sibling love-hate relationship :D

-Now i wouldn’t say this baby was on purpose…most likely?

-But honestly, it might happen again because he thinks you’re hot pregnant.

-Who said that what.

-Omg who typed that???

-Fuck this is so short uhhh He like puts on child shows for the baby if they sit in his lap.

-But the baby never ever sleeps in the bed you guys share.

-not in a million years.

-Puts those shirts that look like tuxedos on the baby but they’re just printed on.

-Feeds the baby deer meat.

-Has a deer head mounted above the baby’s crib.

-Takes him deer hunting.

-Vox just needs em to learn early.

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-Valentino was “so, so careful” when you guys did it.

-and this baby was 100% and accident.

-obviously you guys couldn’t abortion because like some health reason.

-Val cried that night.

-It was kinda funny that he was crying to keeping a baby.

sorry not sorry

-When the baby is born,

-Oh god should i write that

-Uh

-He’s probably recording.

-Not posting just like…saving it.

-Guys, come on, it Valentino, you should’ve seen this coming.

-Deletes it later though fuck that’s hilarious.

-He starts whining and crying when he sees you breastfeeding.

-“Your wasting the milk, mi precioso, are you kidding me?”

-He’s like in the middle of being a good dad and a bad dad.

-Suprised he made it that far on the scale.

-whenever he’s busy, he gives the baby to some random star and tells them to bring them back by like 10:30 or smth.

-with a coffee order. Very iconic.

-Same idea with Vox and liking you pregnant, and tried to get you pregnant again but you ask him why he doesn’t have a condom on if you don’t have your pills.

-He gets frustrated when that happens lol.

-Can’t wake up the baby!

proceeds to wake them up each night

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END NOTES: zomg this was sososo fun to write <3 But it’s so fucking short and i didn’t even realize until i was done. I’m actually so sorry. I still like these headcannons, very humorous, very real, thank you for asking me to make this because this is my first ask i got, i still have exactly 16 more, so ur just a little lucky duck, asker. Support is appreciated! New multi-chapter fix i’m working on might be posted on Friday-Sunday!! Baiiii!!!!

-Lynn

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[ixiot-ghostrebel]

Hey dude. It's me - anon with that SAGAU!kid!reader idea. Well, I was thinking about Liyue or Sumeru men (I'm that kind of person, that's into guys LOL). If there is a relationship, then only platonic one (or maybe father-child in Zhongli's case).

So I will try to go with Zhongli, Baizhu, Alhaitham and Cyno (probably Gaming, cuz he's like a son to me) That's it for now Hope I didn't ask for much tho 😅

CONNECTED TO THIS IDEA!

Aye aye, Anon! God!Child! Reader Platonic Meets Ups It is!

Also plz note that I might not be able to list every Sumeru/Liyue man there is in Genshin bc Im doing this at the top of my head—

Sumeru And Liyuen Men (And Gaming) With The God Child.

(Warning: Might be OOC!)

Cyno

The General Mahamatra may not exactly be well-versed when it comes to comforting words (except his puns—and even then, many people would say otherwise), but Cyno is a sincere man. You can trust that he will stick to his word.

And he does, when he promised to look after the Almighty Creator who is a child (not unlike Nahida, but they certainly have more of a mindset of a child—). But was he expecting your chaotic behavior (explosives Klee Style)? Yeah...No.

Bro nearly thought you were held at gunpoint or tricked/manipulated into doing it until he realized you did on your own.

"...Your Grace...Please don't blow up the store again." So instead of protecting you from harm by others, Cyno is more focused on protecting others from harm by you. As much as he doesn't like to think of it that way, you were a lot more dangerous than any eremite or sand monster there was out there.

At least he's still doing his job, being the General Mahamatra! You gift him a flower crown, and he has to take it or else. :)

Tighnari

Since he works with many young forest rangers, and tutors Collei, Tighnari is probably used to dealing with children. Dealing with the Almighty Creator certainly wasn't going to be an issue under this Forest Watcher's eyes.

That was...until you blew up a rishboland tiger. By yourself. On your own. Without getting hurt.

He was not the only freaking out, mind you. Collei was losing it, and Tighnari? He's internally screaming and getting metaphorical heart attacks.

"Your Grace, what were you thinking, running off like that? I know you're strong and you want to protect everyone, but you can really hurt the environment and—" He tries his best to hold back his sassiness while he scolds you, considering some children are much more emotional than others.

He sets up some basic rules for you to follow to make sure that you respect the Avidya Rainforest grounds, but also protect yourself from any form of harm.

Bro becomes a helicopter parent while you're under his care. Have fun, and I hope you enjoy mushrooms. Collei will cook you something else if you don't like what Tighnari cooks, though. :)

Kaveh

This man. He will BUILD you toys. He will DRAW you stories. He may even tell you stories himself.

Mehrak is your best friend when you're around Kaveh. And that man tries his best to make sure your time with him is good. He also refrains from drinking, which is nice! He's improving a little! :D

Absolutely gets worried if you run off without him knowing or if you're hiding from him for too long while playing hide and seek. He goes into an utter MELTDOWN.

And if you blow something up? Boy, if you thought Tighnari getting metaphorical heart attacks was bad, think again—Kaveh might actually get a heart attack.

"Your Grace! What—What were you thinking? Where were you? What did you do? Why did I hear an explosion?!" He's trying to keep himself as calm as possible, but Kaveh is an emotional man. He's kind of failing—

Luckily, with your go-lucky attitude, you pull Kaveh around and take his mind off of work and your explosions! Win-win! :D

Al-haitham

The moment Nahida assigned him the task of taking care of the Almighty Creator, who is a child, bro is planning his things carefully. He is safe-keeping his books, he's renovating Kaveh's bedroom (bc yes), he's buying a few colouring books and crayons.

What he caught him by surprise was not how trusting you were to new strangers you barely knew. It was how you had fun with explosions and exploding everything in your path.

You can imagine as you're being carried away by the Scribe, he's giving you a one-sentence scolding.

"Your Grace, don't ever do that again, it's not nice." He would go into further detail, but he's sure you wouldn't care all that much about data and analysis and stuff like that, so he just ends it as it is.

You're still gonna do it, there's no doubt. It's just now Al-haitham is preparing for your next incoming attack as well.

Zhongli

Grandpa gramps is here woohoo! He's probably the most calmest out of everyone on this request list LOL. You can imagine he's following you calmly, apologizing and paying (through Childe's money cough) for the damages you caused.

Believe it or not, but it was Hu Tao who found you first and decided to take you to Mr. Zhongli for babysitting. He contemplates how the Director found you and brought you back.

The first time you explode something, he is definitely surprised. And concerned of the people who got hurt. You can't fault him for being worried for the mortals that were involved—Liyue Harbor is basically his child. Bro's been governing it for thousands of years.

"Your Grace, Little One, let's try not to put strain in the efforts of an adult's day-to-day life." He scolds you, and will definitely be more keen on your whereabouts, but he does this in a gentle tone. At the very least, you give him something to do that doesn't require him to present himself as the supposedly "deceased" Geo Archon.

Baizhu

With the guy's health issues...it's hard to say if he'll be able to keep up with you and your constant outings all around Liyue Harbor. Changsheng is definitely worried about Baizhu's stress levels as he has to figure out what you did this time and make sure no one was harmed.

He constantly has to ask Qiqi to go find you since he literally cannot keep up with your speed, lest he actually faints or something. You were that quick.

Luckily, if he hears of your whereabouts, he will definitely arrive just in time to apologize and give free check-ups to everyone involved in your explosion party.

"Now, Your Grace, please refrain from hurting others. It's not good to hurt someone's health." You can certainly expect Baizhu to give you a scolding—as well as a basic understanding of medical care in case either you or someone else will need it, and he can't make it there in time.

Like Kaeya (And Tighnari in this post), Baizhu will definitely write you some rules in a notebook and makes you recite them at least twice a day so that you remember not to hurt other people or damage your own health.

He is a doctor for a reason. It's his job to look out for others—even chaotic children with explosives.

Gaming

HAVE NO FEAR, GAMING IS HERE!

Bro is basically your Big Brother who does cool dances and gives you snacks and protects you. Since he's a real foody, you'll definitely know which places are the best to buy snacks!

You find his Wushou Dancing cool as well. He takes pride in it tbh. I mean, who wouldn't be ecstatic if the Almighty Creator loves it?

He does get a bit panic-y when he sees you blow things up, though. As much as he wants to pursue Wushou Dancing as his daily career, he still needs his job as a Shipment Guard.

"Y/N! No! Don't blow that up—!" Yes, he took you out once to travel with the shipment goods for one time, and he's never taken you with him again unless you promise not to blow anything that are near the goods.

He usually leaves you in Liyue Harbor when he's making these Shipment trips, but once he returns, you can certainly count on him to give you some tasty snack or a fulfilling dinner, as well as a free small Wushou Dance.

Big Brother Gaming does not disappoint!

Ghost Rebel Side Notes: I AM VERY DEAD. I AM SO SORRY SOBBING. Life hits you hard and fast sometimes sigh. I've been so busy I haven't been posting much—but rest assured, I have quite a lot of posts for you guys very soon!

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[destinationtrekk]

not there yet

Wesker doesn't realize he's in a love story until he's nearly too late.

1.3k, BSAA reader, RE5 Wesker, Ada Wong my love, whump, hurt/comfort, he gives you T-Virus because that's his love language, friends to enemies to ?????, he shoots you (out of love), he's probably ooc (don't care!)

a/n: all my fics are cross posted to my ao3

-> masterlist

-> not there yet on ao3

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You had not wanted to be in Africa, now or ever, but Chris had a certain way of pouting that made you agree to anything he asked. The sight of Wesker was not so much a surprise as it was a relief. Your team had been tracking him for ages, and to stumble upon him here of all places was a cruel gift.

Now, as his dark form stood above you, his pistol pointed at your head, you wanted to smile around the pain that tore through you. His long coat billowed around his legs, and you saw the glow of his eyes behind his glasses, one of the lenses cracked, and you wondered if he had even noticed it through all the commotion.

You smiled sadly at him, "W-Wait, Al..."

He scowled as you used his silly nickname, one only you could get away with, a sickly sweet melody to his ears. You looked down at your abdomen, your hand doing a poor job of stemming the blood flowing out of a stab wound on your hip. You were starting to feel sick - despite your job, you never did get used to seeing that much blood.

He grit out a quiet, "What is it?" between his teeth, and you turned your head back toward him. You smiled again, feeling blood begin to drip down your forehead. "Do you remember the night we got drunk in your office? and you had to drive me home because I could barely stand," You couldn't help but laugh softly, the sound turning into a violent cough and blood splattering across your lap.

He looked disgusted for a moment, and then his expression froze. He clenched his jaw, and you took a moment to memorize his face. He shook his head like it would clear his memories and looked at you darkly. "This isn't a love story, dearheart."

You smirked, head falling back against the rubble you were splayed across. "Yeah it is, Wes'," You murmured weakly, starting to gag against the blood climbing your throat, "We just haven't got there yet."

He looked heartbroken for half a second, and then his hand tightened on the trigger. You prepared for a mercy shot, but in a split second, his arm shifted and you felt excruciating pain ripping through your thigh. You never got used to the bullet wounds, either. You couldn't scream, short on air, but you felt the muscle spasm, warm liquid beginning to pool under your leg, joining the rest of the bloody mess.

The room began to swim as he turned to walk away, his shoulders hunched and steps slow. "Couldn't even make the kill, could you?" You taunted after him, playful even in death. Your vision started to go, spots flickering, and your last sight was his pause to turn his head and give you one last, devastated glance over his shoulder

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Low voices voices roused you awake, or to some nauseating semblance of it. Immediately next was rippling pain across your stomach and legs, a steady ache building behind your eyes. It took a few seconds, and nearly all your energy, but you cracked your eyes open and groaned. Cold, wet arms were holding you against a firm chest, and your head lolled around as you tried to get a look around. You made out a long, dim hallway through your blurred vision, and a slim woman walking ahead, a familiar red dress practically painted on her.

 You managed to roll your head around to look at who was holding you, and your lips twitched into a weak smile. Wesker, his face covered in blood and dirt and his glasses missing, had you in his arms. The acrid tang of blood was coating his clothes, and you felt the sticky warmth of it against your cheek as you collapsed your head against his chest. You felt more than heard his sharp inhale, and coughed out some semblance of a laugh before you whined in pain. "Told you," You slurred, voice weak and thick with pain. You started to drift off again when you heard his low voice, sounding much more urgent than before, and then you were gone again.

-

Their voices were much louder when you came around this time, and the pain had subsided considerably. All you felt now were dull aches pulsating through your abdomen, and a weak throb in your leg where his bullet had ripped through. You felt odd, like you were seeing, or rather hearing, the world in high definition for the first time.

"She should be awake by now," a low, rumbling voice on the left, followed by a much lighter tone. "You nearly beat her to death, Albert. These things take time."

You tried to swallow, but it turned into a rough choke as you felt thick blood coating your throat, dried into a sickly coalescence now. The voices picked up in urgency, metal clanging together around you before you attempted a deep breathing, realizing something was shoved down your throat. You choked again, eyes snapping open, as you reached up, desperately clawing at your neck like you could tear though and clear the airway yourself.

Nearly immediately, the oxygen tube was out of your mouth and you began to cough roughly. Warm hands pulled your fingers away from your neck and held them still while you took deep, trembling breaths. Wesker was standing above you, sans glasses with his glowing eyes narrowed in... concern? You couldn't tell, too busy trying to breathe through the shock. Ada Wong was looking at you as well, her expression much more worried than his. You laughed without humor and looked at both of them blearily, letting your head fall back against the table with a dull thud. "Knew it," You managed to whisper, voice hoarse and quiet. "Couldn't let me go."

Wesker growled a warning sound and looked at Ada, who promptly left the room. His hands were still on your wrist, holding your arm still against the cold metal table. "Shut up," he grit between his teeth. "This changes nothing. I could hardly leave you to die when you could be so useful to me."

You rolled your eyes and flinched at the sharp flare it sent your head. His grip tightened on you, before he let go all together, your skin cold where his warm hands had been. "You nearly did it though - beat me to death, I mean." You rasped, throat too sore for much else.

He reached behind him, grabbing a water bottle. He quickly opened it and helped you take a few sips, a scowl still staining his face. "Not so much a love story now, is it?"

You grinned and coughed wetly, turning away from him until you caught your breath. "Told you we weren't there yet, didn't I?"

You didn't so much care about what came next, only that you were here, with him. His hair was ruffled, likely from running his hands through it in worry, as he was apt to do. Your eyes roamed his torso, noting his bruised collarbones, exposed by the unbuttoned collar of his shirt. When you met his gaze again, he looked something near shameful.

"It'll take a few more days for the virus to do its work, but you'll be fine." He murmured, uncharacteristically soft. You frowned at him, and then noted the syringe in his lap like he had dropped it mindlessly. Your expression fell, and you slowly locked eyes on him again.

"I'm not sorry." A twinge of remorse coated his lie. "I need you alive, because - you're useful. That's it."

You raised your head enough to find his hand again, weakly intertwining your bloody fingers with his. A myriad of confusing emotions swelled in your chest, but all you could focus on was the warmth of his palm, dried blood flaking off your skin onto his. "Then I'll be useful. Hated the BSAA anyway."

The look he gave you then was raw, his eyes wide as he searched your face. All you could do was smile tiredly, and close your eyes again. His other hand wrapped around where your fingers were twisted together, and you heard him finally let out a sigh of relief.

[thebottomfromhell]

Hey, dude! I recently discovered ur page and I read all of ur posts- they were all amazing!?!??! I love ur writing sm 🕺🕺

Anyway- May I request the upper moons (any of ur choice) reacting to male reader having a hUge crush on them? (Maybe to make it more interesting, with reader being muzan's son??)

Okay, that's all for me. Have an amazing day/night, and thanks in advance (if you decide to write this ofc-)

Hey! I'm glad you like my posts, and I have no idea how being "Muzan's son" would work but I'm so into the idea right now. Forget Muzan as Demon King or as Daywalker, Father!Muzan is the greatest menace!

I'm so sorry for this being so late, and to make things more interesting the Uppermoons I chose are Muzan's favorites and Douma (the one he hates the most), I think that if his son had a crush on Hantengu, the clones or Gyokko he would only be like "No. Choose something else."

Muzan's son (Demon Reader) having a crush on Uppermoons and Muzan having more than an opinion about it.

Warnings: ... Muzan is awful and probably so OOC in this.... Slight gaslightning (?) Idk, this is a funny one, but Akaza always brings angst to the table.

Gyutaro:

You must pity Gyutaro, you always loved how he became shy at the slightest positive attention, cheeks becoming red as he scratches himself nervious and tries to make himself as small as possible, looking every once in a while to the exists. But this is too much!

You have been going too frequently to the Red Light District, just wanting to chat with Gyutaro or invite him to eat or go out somewhere, but he is way too shy! Always hiding and leaving Daki to face you (which you think is very cute, but still! You want him to pay attention to you too!) It was clear father was going to notice something was off ("No father, I am not pouting! Your son doesn't pout!") and interrogated you about it. You ended having to confess.... father took it better than expected. And that was the problem, since his answer was "Oh, of course you would like Gyutaro. You are my son, after all, you must have a good taste. He is one of the best creations of my blood, so it's nothing but fitting that you become partners." Say what now?

And so, with Nakime hosting you all, with no Daki around but Gyutaro kneeled in front of father, is that you also want to be anywhere else as he are in a corner, blushing and cold (can you even sweat? Why is this happening? You just had to open your mouth!). "Of course, Gyutaro, having a relationship with my son would be nothing but beneficial. I am sure he will make you very happy, and I'm confident you can make him happy in return." No. Please no. This is so embarrasing, your father just outed you out and is trying to match you up with the crush you have been chasing for years. Even Nakime looks uncomfortable!

By the time you realize, you are left alone as father starts to fix things for a wedding... WEDDING? YOU ARE NOT READY FOR A WEDDING! SPECIALLY AFTER SUCH AN EMBARRASING MEETING! DAMN! "Ne... I didn't expect this..." WHY? What excatly are you supposed to say?! "Oh, don't pay any mind to it. Hehehe.... father is just... old. I'm sure he will get over it. I don't know why he did al this-" you start to ramble. Why are you rambling? "Ok, ok I get it! Ne, no need to get like this. I'm pretty sure it's a misunderstanding, ne. You are probably disgusted to be paired with someone as ugly as me. Ne?"

Gyutaro smiles, probably thinking he was being understanding. No! That was not what you meant! Why is father doing this to you?! "No! I mean, right, you are not the nost handsome demon but who cares? You are fierce, and protective, and chill, I like being with you! I have been trying to be with you in the past years but you always hide and father got invested and I didn't mean for any of this to happen but you are great-" rambling again, huh? Sucks to be you. By the time you realize what you are doing you slow down your words and look to Gyutaro, face blushed as he is frozen in the spot with his eyes open to the point they look like they will slip out of their sockets. He shakes his head before interrupting. "Wait, wait, wait, ne! Stop talking, ne, shut up! You... like... me? Like, me, really? Ne?"

.... you have no idea what to say. "Wow, your taste is shit, ne. But I guess I also like shitty things. Talk to Muzan-sama off, please. I... ne, if you want to visit.... I might recieve you." He smiles before leaving almost in a blink, you are not sure how he will get out of the Infinity Castle by his own but.... your mind can only form one idea.... Gyutaro wants to see you... he wants to see you... "Success!" Well, more or less, but still!

Nakime:

Nakime looks like she would prefer to be anywhere else, which says a lot because she has not put one foot out of the Infinity Castle ever since she got it. Of course she wouldn't want to step outside, this place is built under her desires and kept under her watchful eye! Nothing happens here without her knowing! Nothing happens here without her willing it so. Your father being the only one who doesn't has to abide this, too powerful, too important. Just like her, which is what puts her above the Kizuki system. Pretty, talented, elegant, cold, always in control of herself, almost regal, you could watch her for hours just play with her Biwa. You have, as long as she has let you.

So why are tou now in this situation?! "Therefore, Nakime, I believe that is only proper for you to get close to my son. I am sure this is not an inconvenience for you, is it?" Long story short, you have been simping trying to hard to get closer to Nakime, who since a long time ago has you living in the fortress under your father's order to keep you safe... he figured out what was happened (and she probably did too) and decided to do something about it. By ordering her to answer to your efforts.... "Of course, Muzan-sama."

Is she mad? She sounds mad. Damn! You don't want her to hate you and your father is only looking at you with a "you're welcome" face. Father, what are you so proud of? Can't you see you are doing nothing but embarrasing this son of yours?! In front of the woman you like?? You are even tempted to just step to the sun and avoid the, but right now it's night. Nakime wouldn't even let you do so if it was daytime, that would her in danger from father.... you probably hate your life right now, don't ya?

"Nakime-san, I'm so sorry about father. He-well-he shouldn't have brought this up to you..." you try, but ever since that meeting Nakime has been ignoring you, just letting you be around.... "Stop apologizing. I already said I don't care." well, it's not that different from what it was before that talk. You have no idea if that makes it better or worse, but you always bounce back to the topic, no idea if you actually want a reaction from her or what.

"Listen here. To me this is not ideal, but for a long time you have been something I had to deal with. If Muzan-sama wants me to invest my time and effort in knowing you better then I will, but I would also appreciate if you didn't make this more akward than it has to be. Your choice." She gave you the longest answer ever... you have never heard her talking so much to anyone, not even father. That surprises you, besides the fact that she is willing to get out of her comfort zone...

Now, if only you could be as level-headed as her, it would be perfect... whatever, you still got time to fix it.

Akaza:

"Is something bothering you, son?" Please don't. Father, your son is begging for you to not put that face of expectation and judgement! Then again, there is nothing you can do against it, even looking on the other side won't stop you from seeing it "You have grown... jaded. It pains and worries me the idea that you would hide from me something that brings you discomfort. Don't you trust me enough?" Yes! No! It's complicated! But again, he doesn't even need to see what is on your mind, just a few sentences are enough for you to reclutantly confess... that you have been trying to follow Akaza... and that you think he is handsome... with a cute face... and nice personality... strong, endearing, talented, hard-working, honest, fierce, stubbo- everyone gets it!

Unfortunately for you, and Akaza, this includes your father. The next day, yes day, so nobody can leave until after twilight.... Your father is evil... "Muzan-sama.... Y/N.... why did you call me here?" His tone softens up when he says your name, it always does. You know Akaza doesn't get along with other demons, but he seems to make an exception with you. That always make you feel... proud? Happy? A mix of both?

"You have always been loyal to me, Akaza, I think it was time I rewarded you. After all, I know how much you crave for a... more intimate relationship." Oh no, oh hell nah! "Father...." He only waves his hand in dismissal "Hush now, I'm dealing with it for you, son. You see, Akaza, my son has grown quite fond of you, and as far as I can tell, you too share some appreciation for him." Akaza has his eyes as big and round as plates, irises turning fast between you and your father, as if that would answer what the hell is going on. He is also blushing, probably for being outed as a demon that craves deep bonds. You could already tell, but that is strange for demons. "Emm.... Y/N is... he is good."

"Huh. You could upgrade that answer. Still, I'm glad we are all in the same page. I will leave you two lovebirds alone." He claps his hands to together as if to tell his business is over. You can only blush as your father calls Nakime's attention to send you and Akaza to some other place, somewhere safe and private, and by the time you turn around the Biwa stops sounding, your crush still kneeling behind you, not moving as he is still trying understand- "... What just happened?"

"Well... I'm not sure myself.... just know this wasn't my idea! I don't know why father did this. Well, I do know why, but I don't think he was thinking straight-" "You can feel it too?" He interrupts you, almost in a whisper, and you can see his eyes with a vulnerable shine "You also feel... that something... someone is missing? That... someone should be there and is not?" No, that is not exactly what you feel. You feel that you want Akaza there, not that there is someone missing in your life... that is a depressing thought....

"I can try to fill up... if you are willing..." Akaza just stands up, smiling weakly to you. "... sure. Let's try. It's... my reward... after all... you're good...." .... let's just hope this works.

Douma:

"Muzan-sama, why are you so aggressive tonight? You came all the way to my home to hit me?" Says the mouth as from the nose and up regenerate, besides his inner organs. Still, Douma seems unmoved by this, he already knows father doesn't like him and is probably the only demon that can live just fine with that. You were just coming to see him when your father decided to tag along. You did not trust it, but there wasn't anything you could actually do about it.

"You insolent disgrace! Tainting my son, involving you in your lies! In your fakeness! You thought I wouldn't notice how much he comes here?" Oh no, please don't, please no. You can only close your eyes and stay still as your crush recieved another blow. "I genuinely don't understand what you are talking about, Muzan-sama... oh, are you jealous that your son seems to want to spend more time with me than with you?" You usually admire Douma's lack of fear, but now? Provoking the Demon King to destroy his still healing body?

"Father, that's not what is happening!" You decide to interere before the man you like get's himself killed. Douma has always seem overconfident that your father would not kill him, going with the logic that "if he has not killed me yet then he won't kill me at all". "Douma has not done or said anything to me. I just..." you try to get the words to explain the situation without getting your crush in anymore trouble or having to admit your feelings in front of said crush. "I go to see Douma because I want to. No, it's to no against you because you hate him or whatever phase you think I'm going through. I just like to be with him, and talk, and spend time, and watch hi- in a conpletely friendly way! I-"

"Silence." Ok. Ok. You got it. No more talking.... but "Y/N, no inner monologue included." .... ok. You are listening. "And you, Douma, disgraceful and unbearable, you should feel honored for my son's attention. I hope you can learn do appreciate it, but I doubt it pretty much." Douma just smiles as always "Okeeey~." Damn, he is so cute and silly, and yet so unhelpful! Thankfully, your father only looks indignant for a last time before calling Nakime, cleaning his hands from Douma's blood with a towel.

Once the door to the Infinity Castle opens in the wall, you feel relieved. It could have been a lot worse. "Son. You know I would do anything to see you happy, right?" You don't like where this, again, is going, but answer none the less. "Yes father." He nods before looking at Douma with disgust. "You can keep that, as a present. But know I am extremely dissapointed with your taste. Of all my demons you had to have romantic feelings for the worst." Father rolls his eyes, scoffing, fefore leaving, making a hand signal to tell Nakime to close the door behind him, leaving you with your crush after your father confessed for you.

Damn. You really want to die right now. "Bye, Muzan-sama!" Douma doesn't even react, and he does notice that you are stared. "Calm down, Y/N. I already knew you were attracted to me. You were painfully obvious!" Yep, you want to die so hard right now it's almost funny. Cry or laugh, pick one. Fuck it, pick both.

Kokushibou:

Now..... this is akward. Father has been doing nothing but embarrass you in front of the U-pper-moon ONE, your crush, for the last hour. And the worst part is that Kokushibou still doesn't seem to understand what is happening and from where is coming from. "Muzan-sama, if there is something you want to say, just say it. While I don't dislike your son, I don't see how talking about him contributes to our quest." Really? WHY IS HE SO OBVLIOUS?! As you feel the need to pull your hair off your head you can see your father having that look of "if you don't tell me you are joking right now I will be terribly dissapointed" he always gives you when you say or do anything stupid.

You are in this situation because, since your father is the one who knows the most about Kokushibou, who is great. Really, he just looks so regal, so elegant and distant, like those weird poems of ages ago that you never understood. He is also very powerful and respected, even your father views him almost as an equal (almost, but it's the closes thing). And maybe you started rambling a bit... and blushing... and to ask personal questions that even got a "I really never intended to know that part of his life" as a sumarry of the answer. (It came with an interrogatory for an explicit confession.)

The thing is... he knows. Of course he knows, he is your father. And of course, your father, who always loved to control the smallest details of your life, decided to talk to Kokushibou about it. To try and heavely hint that to get closer to you is beneficial, and a course of action to take. But... but nothing, here is everyone, Nakime, father, Kokushibou and you, who can only look at your hands and try not to blush or day anything that would bring attention to yourself. "I understand. Let me be more clear to you." And here he goes.

"I want you to stablish a relationship with my son. I don't care what you do with it and I definetely don't want to know the details, but you are, at least, knowing each other further." Damn! Why is this happening?! You only wanted to know more about your crush! You didn't ask for any of this! "MuFazanther-sama" it's barely understandable as both you and Konushibo speak at the same time. You look at each other uncomfortable before you let him continue. "I never showed interest in starting any sort of relationship. I don't think it will be fitting for our respective roles as demons under your command."

Ohhhh, that hurt. That was a vocalized rejection and it hurt, even if it was very brave at the same time (because, let's be honest. Not even you can say "no" to father) ".... The thing, Kokushibou, is that I'm not asking, so I can't respect your wishes into the matter. Besides, I am sure that, once you get into knowing my son, you will change your mind. Before that, it's an oder. Are you going to disobey me?" After almost 10 minutes of tense silence... you have no idea how it happened, but now you are alone with Kokushibou outside the Infinity Castle. How do you explain him that this was not your doing?!

"Let's go." Huh? Another minutes of silence as Kokushibou begins to walk away. "Just because we are together now it doesn't mean I can negclet my original mission, so you are comming with me." .... you better work this so it stops being so akward.... fuck!

[devine-fem]

The Jason is the next Ra’s thing makes sense to me because talia is a boss bitch. She already has a relationship with Jason. I hate ras so much tho it’s not even funny like. For how he treated talia. It was possessive, not fatherly love. She wanted to leave the league and leave him for so long. Even in your example panel he’s saying “I hardened my heart to children” so… he wouldn’t give a fuck about damian? Because he’s a child not an endangered species. Maybe if damian switched bodies with a rare moth Ra’s would care about him. And I don’t mean care like like enjoy on a whim I mean have the kind of love a parent or grandparent is supposed to have for their child. I don’t worry too much about talia not showing that love in current canon because hopefully they’ll fix it in the next reboot and that’ll all slide off. But Ra’s is an example of a flawed “ends justify the means” character and a bad guy

I’m not the right person for this. I’m very picky about Ra’s Al Ghul.

I’m kind of an apologist even, I just got done writing a long post explaining Ra’s Al Ghuls character and what I think of him.

I think that early Ra’s Al Ghul was flat out abusive and manipulative to Talia, then there’s reboots and in my head the character is different but I still think the Ra’s Al Ghul now is still flat out abusive but not all the time.

I don’t think it would make sense at all for Ra’s Al Ghuls character for him not to care about humans to the same capacity as animals. I think its OOC in my personal opinion that he wouldn’t care about Damian to some extent and some really good comics show this.

And one of my favorites:

But I do think that some of Ra’s abuse and manipulation sometimes is very in character for him. Like making Damian watch Bruce die after trying to kill him.

And I’m sorry, I can never hate a man that’s probably experienced every devastating world disaster that takes people intense therapy to somewhat get over.

His character is complex, but I understand if you hate him, villains are villains. Respectfully, thinking Talia Al Ghul would lowkey groom the love of her life's child says something about you... like just say you don't like them, I also truly don't believe you can like Damian if you don't understand the Al Ghuls to an extent.

[poor-impulsecontrol]

ONE BULLET IN THIS GUN . . .

. . . NOT SURE IF IT'S FOR YOU OR ME.

um, hi. i'm ali adams. or you can call me al. my therapist told me to get this app because apparently there's people on here who have gone through the same shit i have. like, jigsaw survivors. what the FUCK?

anyway—uh, so a bit about me. i'm 25. my pronouns are she/they. i'm a demigirl, i'm bisexual, im demiromantic...what else? oh, right, i have autism, self-destructive/petulant borderline personality disorder. my therapist says i have anger issues but i'm pretty fucking sure i can control my anger well.

if you've watched the news in the past year or so, you probably know about the trap i was in. i don't really wanna talk about it.

AMAZING ART OF ALI!!!!

❪ OOC & MORE UNDER THE CUT ❫

HELLO!!! tis me, gia, i decided to join the saw oc rp blogs bc why not.

my amanda young rp blog: @riggedtraps

my main blog: @messyscarletdreams

if you don’t know me, hi, i'm gia. im agender, my pronouns are they/them. im very autistic about saw. i also have bpd as well so i'll base all of ali's experiences with asd/bpd on my own. i'm a minor so don’t be gross with me.

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ali's faceclaim is alice glass (because i can't draw to save my life, and that is how i imagine ali.)

ali struggles with alcohol addiction, nicotine addiction and self-harm addiction. will trigger tag them so block that if you don’t wanna see it.

anyone can interact with ali, canon or oc characters, i don't care! :3

ali says she doesn’t have anger issues but she definitely does, which links into her addictions, so if she's mean, don't take it personally, they're just a bitch.

due to her trap, ali is deaf in one ear and they have their pinkie finger and ring finger missing on their non-dominant hand.

gonna use ❪–❫ for when speaking out of character e.g ❪ hi :33 ❫

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[disneyanddisneyships]

Me Too

Summary: Charlie found another way to do group bonding time for the hotel patrons and workers! By taking them to the most popular dance studio in pentagram city where Alastor's ex works, owning the studio herself.

Warnings: tension. I won't elaborate what kind. Alastor probably being ooc. Not proofread.

Pairings: Alastor x Butterfly!OC, a bit of huskerdust if u squint. Chaggie ofc.

Taglist: @gyubby99

..........

Charlie jogged down the stairs excitedly, holding back a squeal as she skipped into the lobby to find all her friends, happily doing nothing in silence.

"I have a new redemption exercise for us!" She announced with a large smile plastered on her face.

Angel groaned.

"Charlie, we're all tired. I'm sure you can take a break from the trust exercise crap for one day," he complained as he fell back onto the couch, his phone in his hand.

"Angel you're gonna like this one I promise! I made a call, and one of the overlords is allowing us to use her dance studio! She's gonna help us with a dance that we have to work together to pull off!" Charlie explained.

"'Overlord'? Angel repeated, putting his phone down and sitting up straight. "Does this happen to be the Butterfly overlord?" He asked.

"Yep! Overlord of love! The best dance studio in pentagram city!" Charlie stated.

"Oh yeah. She and I go way back," angel stated before chuckling. "Say, is Mr creepy deer gonna come with us?" Angel asked.

"Yep! Everyone has to do this! Why?" Charlie tilted her head.

Angel snorted. "I'd hold off on telling him where we're goin,"

Charlie shrugged.

.........

"And where, pray tell, are you taking all of us, my dear?" Alastor asked with his usual smile, not entirely paying attention to his surroundings and the road they were on.

Charlie only smiled.

"Oh don't worry, strawberry pimp. Ya gonna LOVE this," angel spoke up with a smile so wide it reached his eyes.

"Please never call me that again," Alastor stated with a sneer, even though his smile remained in tact.

As the group walked on, alastor began to recognize things. Areas he had only been to with-

"Ta daaa!!!!" Charlie exclaimed as she stood in front of the dance studio that read:

Aponi Wings~

Dance studio

Alastor's eyes widened and he gripped his cane tighter, his teeth clenching and jaw locking.

"What in the world are we doing here, my dear?" Alastor asked, his smile straining as he tried to keep his voice steady.

"Thiiiiiis is our new trust exercise! I got the owner of the studio to help teach us all a dance! I was reading articles on how to help people be more of a team and it said dancing was a key way to do that because-" as Charlie chatted on, alastor stopped listening, flashbacks entering his mind of his last serious relationship.

"I'm afraid I will need to sit this one out as I do all the others," alastir interrupted.

"Hahahaaaa no can do! Thus is for the hotel! Cmon Al, please?!" Charlie begged as she looked up at him.

Alastor's eye twitched. He hated how he was beginning to.... care.. for these ridiculous people. Although he'd never admit he cared.

"Very well," he stated at last, telling himself in his head that the only reason he was doing this was because he wanted to see what a failure his ex had become after she dumped him.

Even though he knew the truth.

As the group walked into the lobby, Charlie couldn't help but squeal at all the dancers there. A few who recognized Angel as a regular.

"You've been here before?" Husk asked as angel waved to a few dancers.

"Eh. I know the owner a bit personally. She and I were great friends when she used to work for Valentino," Angel explained with a shrug.

"She used to work for Valentino?" Charlie asked.

Alastor scoffed. "'Work'.... more like abused every day," he stated with a scowl in his eyes at the various memories of her coming home to him with bruises and cuts.

"How would YOU know?" Vaggie asked as she picked up nifty to sit on her shoulder.

Angel smirked. "Oh him? Well he and Aponi were-"

Alastor cut angel off with a glare, his eyes turning into radio dials. Angel only rolled his eyes.

Charlie walked up to the receptionist in the front lobby, who pointed her down a hallway to where Aponi was teaching a class.

As the group walked, alastor took a breath. He hadn't seen her since they seaperated.. and regretted to say he was still very much in love with her despite what happened.

As the group opened the door to the studio, alastor saw her immediately.

Oh dear... she was as beautiful as the day he lost her....

But the pumped up music drew his attention away from her and more to the dance she was doing.

As always. Her moves were calculated, but free...and she looked truly confident in herself. Something alastor really never had the chance to witness.

As she danced she spotted the group and smiled at them before her eyes landed on alastor, a smirk playing on her face as she danced, her eyes never leaving his.

Alastir listened to the lyrics of the song.

Hoo boy.... he was going to be in for a lot of yelling.

As the music ended and aponi and her dancers struck a pose she let out a breath.

"Alright everyone, take a 10 minute break today! Go stretch and drink water! You all did so well!" She exclaimed with a smile as she walked over to the group, specifically alastor.

Angel smirked, the everknowing best friend of the overlord in front of them.

"Well well well. If it isn't the radio Demon," Aponi smirked as she leaned forwards, her eyes lidded. "You came all the way here huh? What did you miss me?" She asked.

Alastor scoffed. "Hardly. I was simply lead astray," he replied.

"Lead astray? Hm. Not the first time, deer boy," she stated before booping his nose. Alastor's eye twitched.

"I'm sorry I'm confused. HOW do you know each other so... intimately?" Vaggie asked with a look of mild disgust.

"Hm? Oh he didn't tell you?" Aponi asked before standing up straight and taking a drink of water. "He and I were engaged a few years ago," she finished.

"I'm sorry WHAT?" Charlie asked, her eyes wide as she looked from alastir to Aponi.

"Quite right! I even gave her this studio! I. Made. Her," alastor smiled smugly. "The only reason she's so popular is because I gifted her thus studio!" He exclaimed, attempting to get underneath aponi's skin.

"Hm. And the only reason people know who YOU are now is because of me.... thanks for the leg up on my popularity, radio boy," Aponi winked.

"I'm sorry. Wait. Hold on. YOU, dated HIM?" vaggie asked in utter disbelief. "WHY?"

Aponi shrugged. "I was desperate," she smirked, looking over at a fuming alastor.

Angel chuckled.

Oh this would DEFINITELY be fun.

[go-to-two]

Some of it was how he wrote Antonio out but also killing Al. Losing both characters drastically changed the feel and balance of the show. I also think Eid was upset Jon came back to PD after Justice didn't work and so the choices he made in regard to how he wrote him out were personal.

As for the Burzek of it all, it is way more than Eid not putting them back together. If you watch season 4, it was clear Burzek was on their way to getting back together. And then Eid shows up and the very first episode he is in charge, he has Kim dating someone else. At the end of S5, Paddy went to him and asked for Burzek to be a thing again and what does Eid do - season 6 which was an attempt to kill Burzek for good while pushing Upstead. He could have used anyone else to date Hailey but no, he picks Adam. And it was after Paddy specifically asked him for Burzek. Eid said numerous times in interviews that Burzek was done and over. Upsteads didn't' mind S6 because the storyline was used to push their ship together but Burzek didn't get anything out of it except a very OOC Adam and Kim. He did everything possible to not make Adam the father of Kim's baby…including trying to bring Roman back. He did figure out how to get him back for the episode after Burzek lost their baby which was a dick move to the fans. He spent seasons 7-9 teasing Burzek and giving the fans hope only to wreck them at the end of an episode. He "broke" them up several times but never actually put them together first and constantly made sure the audience knew they weren't together. And then Paddy and Marina give what was probably the performance of their careers in 8x16 and it is used to get Upstead married while Burzek just got more trauma. The fact that Adam and Kim (and even Kevin) had nothing to do with the fallout from the Roy storyline is mind boggling. There were so many good storylines that could have come from all of it for all the characters and he didn't use a single one. It seemed clear that his goal was to get upstead married before he left. You could also tell Paddy and Marina were upset about their characters being ignored - it was disrespectful to them, the characters, and the fans.

Add in what he did to Al and Antonio, starting this awful centric format, removing the humor and family feel of the show (and making it really dark), and making Trudy almost nonexistent, there are a lot of reasons he is not liked by fans (and not just Burzeks). It would have been one thing if he was trying to build them back but he clearly used them for emotional storylines with no intention of ever making them a couple again. He constantly did 3 steps forward and 5 back with Burzek. So yeah...it feels like he had a vendetta against Burzek and Adam/Paddy specifically. And yes, Burzek had moments but that was because of Paddy and Marina, not Eid.

I also think some of the choices he made with Hailey's character are why she gets the hate she does...it all could have been prevented too if he had just taken a different approach to how he brought her in. But his ego got in the way. He came in acting like it was a brand new show and didn't care that there was an already established audience. He even told Paddy that the fans didn't matter (I don't think shows should cater to fans but saying they don't matter isn't right either).

Ok, I'm going to have to go point by point but if I'm being honest... a lot of this feels like it's about Kim and Adam not being together.

I've talked about the Antonio stuff. It wasn't good. I don't agree that is was vindictive and I know there was talk of trying to get him back for the beginning of season 7 and it didn't work, so it is what it is. I might be in the minority, but I understand the decision to kill Al from a storytelling perspective. I wish it had had a more lasting effect on Voight's character, but I do understand choices they made in that exit.

As for Burzek... I think we have very different definitions of what "on their way to getting back together" looked like in season 4. In seasons 1-3, they cheated together on Adam's (2nd or 3rd?) fiancée, got engaged before either were near ready, imploded, and then Adam spent a big chunk of season 4 away from Intelligence because he couldn't handle being in the unit at the same time as Kim. Sure, Paddy was filming a movie and Marina was going on maternity leave, but that's what they were working with at the time. They cared about each other, but Eid inherited a bit of a mess with them. Paddy could ask for anything he wanted, and no showrunner or writer is obligated to give it to him if it didn't make sense. Putting them back together without any development at that time would have made no sense.

You typed a lot about seasons 6-8 and again, it all feels like it boils down to Kim and Adam not being together. I personally think the term "OOC" is used too liberally. It's thrown around by all fandoms as a blanket deflection from a character's behavior we may not like, when it's really well within the scope of their character. They're flawed. I'm not saying you have to like the way Eid told the story but that goes back to my original point. There is little critique in there that doesn't come back to the idea that he didn't put the ship together.

There is a pattern that I've noticed in the Burzek fandom that fans believe Kim and Adam are "stronger than the showrunner" and somehow defeated Eid, and it's not how things work at all. No character has any story without the showrunner. The reason Kim was pregnant with Adam's baby is because Eid made that decision, even if other options were explored in the writing process. They found Makayla together because of Eid. They were still circling each other for years because he kept them in each other's orbits. He took them from where they were in season 5 to working towards co-parenting, all while giving them some of their best episodes along the way. If he wanted to end them for good, he could have. Easily. It's not fair or accurate to say that all the good moments were because of Paddy and Marina while the bad were Eid and the writers when that's simply not how writing a TV show works.

"And then Paddy and Marina give what was probably the performance of their careers in 8x16 and it is used to get Upstead married while Burzek just got more trauma." - that sentence doesn't sit right with me for a lot of reasons. First, Tracy also gave an incredible performance. I'm not going to minimize that just because her ship ended up getting married. In fact, they all did. Jason, too. Jesse and LaRoyce had a lesser presence, but they were so solid. To act like Burzek were the only ones to come out of that situation with trauma is erasing the whole other half of the storyline, which is what you are complaining they did to Kim. And I agree, Kim's role in the Roy situation should have been addressed sooner. Eid should have done it in 9A, Gwen should have done it in 9B instead of the Makayla kidnapping fallout. Kim and Adam's story was a mess in season 9, and that's at the hands of both showrunners.

I mentioned this in an ask the other day, but I don't think Eid was one who was interested in romance between canon couples at all- be it Burzek or Upstead. Was it vindictive towards Upstead when he put them together and immediately gave them nothing but angst? Probably not. Just like I don't think he was vindictive in giving Burzek angst, too. Again, there seems to be this notion that Kim and Adam were the only ones who went through shit. They all got it. It was his style, which is one of my biggest complaints against him, honestly.

Centrics aren't even my biggest gripe against him, because I saw up close how much productions had to scramble to put together Covid seasons. The centrics got bad in season 8, but I have a lot of grace for the hoops they had to jump through to get anything on screen during the pandemic. I'm more annoyed with why they're still happening now.

All that said, I don't think a viewer who has seen the whole show can objectively look at the quality of cases, involvement from each character, long-form story arcs that are actually cohesive, the development of the characters, and the dialogue and say we were worse off under Eid's leadership.

Okay, I've typed enough. I don't expect that you'll agree with everything here. It's totally fine if you don't agree with any of it, I'm just offering my perspective. I'm not saying someone has to love the way Eid ran the show but generally speaking (it's not every fan, I understand that) Burzek fans tend to villainize Eid while praising Gwen for "fixing the show". Meanwhile, she does everything they claim Eid did (centrics, dark tone, no continuity, baseless writing), only worse. That's why, to someone on the outside, it does seem like the core issue with Eid is that he didn't put the ship together.

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About Me

Hi, I go by Blakesley online. I'm a 29 year old female trainer who specializes in Dark types, and is trying to apply to become a gym leader in my local region, since a lot of our gym leaders are retiring.

Here's a makeshift trainer card I used because I don't feel comfortable posting my real trainer card with my real name on it online. I'll probably edit this with an actual picture, later.

I majored in Dark Type studies in Pokemon Academy, and raised ALMOST every dark type at least once. (Dark Types only make up 8% of currently discovered Pokemon). I also do occasional field research for professors to make a little extra dough.

Let me introduce my main team I'm applying for the gym leader position with.

Pokemon

Kain is my starter (misspelled it on the ID). No, I'm not from Alola, but my Mom grew up there, so she was able to pull some strings and get me and my sister Alolan starters as gifts once each of us were old enough to start training Pokemon. It was tough choosing between Litten and Popplio. It was funny seeing my Dad's reaction when he saw what Cain evolved into. He just thought he was gonna be a bigger cat!

Kyoshi was the hardest to get fully evolved. Like, frick, her evolution item is extremely rare to the point you can only get it in a few regions, plus she had to beat a bunch of other Bisharp while holding it. Like, holy crap. She's strong, though, and definitely worth the effort.

Mikey is a good boy. He likes belly rubs and is friendly with most other Pokemon. He did have some trouble with Camonte since both Mabosstiffs and Honchkrows are highly territorial. There's a local Meowth that gets on his nerves, but he gets along with my Mom's Alolan Meowths and Purrloin we recently adopted.

Wrath, despite no longer being an Impidimp, is still a prankster (not the ability prankster) and likes to mess with me. Being part fairy type makes him excellent for dealing with fighting type users.

Ghidorah is strong af. Enough said. She's a bit of a glutton. I kinda miss when she was a Deino, sometimes.

I technically had Camonte before becoming a trainer, I just wasn't able to formally catch him until after I started my journey. Camonte is the one I have to keep my eye on the most. Even if a Honchkrow has a trainer, they will often take control of a flock of Murkrow and essentially establish a crime syndicate. I have had to return so many Pokeballs and wallets ever since I evolved him. Still love him to death, though.

I have other Pokemon, too, including a Blissey, and Alolan Muk that might get used on my team if I qualify to run my own gym (to deal with the pesky fairies), a Crobat, and a ton of others that would take forever to list.

For anyone inquiring about the Pangoro incident, please see my official statement

Ooc stuff under cut

SFW only, though may cuss.

CW: Unreality and mafia/mob stuff, mostly based on the Prohibition Era gangsters (think Scarface (1932), Lucky Luciano, Al Capone, and The Godfather)

My oc is my self insert.

I use a fan made region called Illona that's a combination of Illinois, Arkansas, and a few other surrounding states. There is going to be a lot of Fanon and fan characters applied.

I probably won't do Fakemon, though. If I do, they'll probably just be regional forms to make things easier.

I may or may not attempt to create a Pokemon fan game with these concepts. No promises, though, since I've never made a game before.

I WILL NOT POST CHARITY LINKS YOU SUBMIT. I don't care if you claim you've been verified, I don't trust anyone. I've almost fallen for scams from people who were supposedly verified before, so I'm not going to trust some online user to tell me who's legit and who isn't. I apologize to those of you who are actually legitimate, but I can't take the risk. There are other users and websites who will gladly help you.

[bugwolfsstuff]

I got bored so here's a lil drabble I made about Loki and Alex for funises

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"You aren't my child, Alex Fierro." Loki stated, crossing his arms, "I may have created you, and we share the same face. But you will never be one of my children."

He didn't say it maliciously. He didn't grin as he said it, finding joy in what he was doing. No, he just looked at her with an expressionless face and stated it matter-of-factly, as if it was as simple as saying the sky is blue.

He continued, "Neither is Samirah Al-Abbas or any of the demigods I have created over the years. My children..." He sighed, "My true children...are Fenrisúlfr, Jörmungand, Hela, Sleipnir, Narvi and Vali."

Then came the final blow, the part that even Loki himself looked pained to say as if even he didn't want it to be this way.

"You—and all other demigods I have brought into these worlds— are simply just a creation to me. A by-product of a night with some insignificant mortal. You, are not my child and I am not your mother."

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Oh great once again Alex has gotten disowned by her parent

I don't know why I did this lmao, I usually feel like he does have some flicker of love for all his kids but I just wanted to hurt Alex (if she'd even care) for once.

And also Loki only truly loving his monsterous kids (+ Narvi and Vali) is a depressing concept to think about that is probably closer to canon than I like :(

I feel like the ending here is kinda unsatisfying but I have other projects to work on and homework to do.

Also fun fact originally i was gonna have it show Loki slightly be remorseful at the end (Kinda did slightly with this line: 'Loki himself looked pained to say as if even he didn't want it to be this way')

It was orginally gonna end with

"I'm sorry I can't love you like you deserve".

But i felt that was kinda OOC

[christelgothamite]

@dynamite-gothamite @gotham-is-fucking-weird @arkhampsychologist @scarecrowspawn @your-average-gothamite @gothamstudent @gotham-its-seven-in-the-morning @gotham-bitch

Okay everyone....

Listen my ex family wants to do a trial for Anasticius's (my nephew) Guardianship.

This trial is kinda like a courtcase but in a mafia style. I have to go. It will also determine weather I can truly live without my family name and... Probably the future of my child.

I will be gone till 22nd December. Robin is coming with me. So don't worry.

Everyone stay safe.

Hecate don't take unwanted stress. I will be back before your wedding (hopefully)

Amelia take care. I promise I won't let them make decisions for me.

Barnaby take care. Tell AL to take care too.

Cassian... Thank you again for not agreeing to Derek's deal.

Arin.. If you return while I was gone, I swear I will give you the biggest bear hug possible.

Den take care, don't over work yourself.

Ace, you take care too. Tell your mom's to not worry. Yes I read the "can I cut your brothers dick" letter from Harleen. Tell her it's okay-

Ooc :- actually will be gone. I have exams or as I like to call it stress period.

Anyway I will return before Christmas and New years. Everyone have fun~

[wilwywaylan]

From the closet

Fandom : Umbrella Academy

Probably after the apocalypse, or during, I don’t know, Klaus & Five, 3091 words

Just some brotherly fluff mixed with a hint of crack

Also on AO3 !

It's because of the weird silence that Klaus first notices the noise. It's not unusual, of course ; even when they were still all living there as a (family) group, the place wasn't bustling with the usual ruckus and mayhem that comes with seven active children (but where they even children ?). Heavy doors and stern commands confined all the noise made by their training and non-existant games to the rooms, leaving halls and corridors in a deep silence where any noise resonated like a gunshot. Every one of them had memorized each crack of the floorboards, each whisper and moan of the rafters, the bang of a window and the shuffle of a carpet. Soon, they all knew the song, Mom's clicking steps and Father's heavy pace, Luther's stomp or Allison's bounce. The melody of the place they came to call home because it was all they had.

Even now, after years of living away and coming here only now and then, when he can't find a roof and the pain and the loneliness and the craving are too much and - even after all those years, Klaus can still recognize each crack, each small sound. Even after all this time, his feet instinctively fall back in the dance, they find the path they designed to reach the kitchen in complete silence, to raid the fridge, when they - Ben and him, when Ben was still alive and a set of steps Klaus knew as well as his own, not -

He still knows the song and the steps of the dance, even if it's a little older, a little heavier. So when he hears that particular crack, he knows which verse it is, and what it means. Someone is where they shouldn't be. Klaus makes his way through the gallery, his feet silent on the thick carpet as they always were, Ben following behind, going through the walking motions even as he doesn't need it anymore.

Klaus reaches the door of his room, and slowly pushes it open. Nothing to see. Then a shirt crosses the room to land on a heap at the bottom of the bed, where three other shirts, a pair of jeans and a mesh jacket already lie. He steps in, catches the next thing coming at his head - a lace blouse with so many ruffles, that he doesn't even remember getting - and turns towards his closet.

- What the fuck ? he says eloquently.

Five turns to look at him, not troubled in the slightest.

- Do you even own one decent pair of pants ? he asks.

- Excuse you, all my pants are decent.

Five holds up the ones in his hands - his favourite, the ones he spent a whole hour carefully slashing with a cutter - then throws them at his head, where they hang like a very weird headband.

- You call that decent ? They look like they endured the apocalypse.

- I don't see the problem. All the bits are covered, everything's held in place.

Five's glace effectively conveys everything he thinks about Klaus' pants, bits, and everything they have to do with each other. He dives back into the closet, and pieces of clothing start flying again. Klaus just leans back. Ben sits on the bed, clearly amused, and they both watch the show.

Soon, Five emerges, a little out of breath. He's holding a small box in his hands. A small box that Klaus doesn't want to think about, had almost forgotten. He jumps to rip it out of his hands, but Five teleports away out of his reach - of course he does, the little shit.

- Hey, give that back ! he tries, even if he knows that it's useless.

Five's smile is way too big.

- Why ? What's in there ?

- Nothing !

He dives again, but Five ducks, and he crashes on the bed. Ben moves out of the way, looking quite amused by the situation.

- What ? Five asks again. Is there something in there I'm not supposed to see ?

To Klaus' horror, he starts opening it.

- Don't do that !

There's a hint of panic in his voice that makes Five pause for a second.

- You know I know what a dildo is, right ?

- That's great for you, brother, and I'm glad that your time after the apocalypse was so rich in teachings and discoveries, but I still have two objections : first, I don't need my 13-years-old brother (Five's smile disappears, and Klaus quickly amends) my 13-years-old-looking brother talking about dildos, or sextoys, or sex in general. It's a very interesting topic, yes, my favourite even besides drugs, but let's wait until you're fourteen... looking.

Ben mutters something sounding like "like it disturbs you" and Klaus hisses at him.

- Second, he goes on, it's not a dildo. I keep mine under my pillow, close to my heart.

Both of his brothers make a face, and Ben hastily moves from the bed. Klaus takes advantage of the reaction to try and grab the box a third time. Five teleports again. But the box, damaged by the years, can't endure that treatment. The cardboard breaks, and the contents spill on the floor. Klaus watches the papers and pictures slide endlessly, farther and farther, like they want to cover the whole floor. But they stop, at his feet. He looks up. He can't, he doesn't want to look at them again. He's done it so much that he can still feel them under his fingers. The pictures, cracked after being folded so much. The drawings, smudged and stained. The bright colors that don't want to fade, the smiles that linger... He blinks, trying to get rid of the prickling sensation at the corners of his eyes.

When he looks back, Five is holding one of the pictures and peering at his curiously. On the glossy paper, a young Ben and a - happy, young, innocent - Klaus grin at him, holding each other's shoulders. Klaus knows it by heart, the cut on Ben's forehead, a plaster on his hand that Grace insisted to put on, the crease going between them like a reminder of - Klaus feels the familiar itch in his fingers, the need to drown everything in the comfortable silence of the drugs.

- Hey !

He doesn't know who talked, Ben or Five, they are both looking at him ; Ben seems worried, Five's expression is just bemusement, but maybe that's how he shows worry too. He wipes his eyes, staining his hand with his eyeliner.

- You okay ? Five asks.

- Yeah, sure. Perfect.

Five's face clearly shows that he doesn't believe him, but he doesn't say anything, instead thumbing through the papers gathered in his hand.

- You kept Ben's pics ? he asks.

- Yeah, well. Someone had to, right ?

- And the others ?

Klaus shrugs. Maybe the others would have done the same, he doesn't know, he doesn't want to think about it. He kept them all, hoarded them and hid them for himself because it dulled the pain a little. He was selfish, he always was selfish when it came to Ben, and he didn't care, he still doesn't. He was the closest to Ben and Ben was the closest to him, and when he died, it left a hole that he tried to close as he could.

He doesn't say anything, just takes the pictures and drawings from Five's hands - all those smiles, those happy faces, forever lost - and stuffs them in a drawer. When he turns back, all traces of sorrow have been carefully pushed down, hidden under the smile and the make-up.

- So, boys ! he chirps, clapping his hands.

Five's only answer is a raised eyebrow.

- Say, what were you doing in my closet ? Looking for a fashion sense ?

- As if I wanted yours.

- The remnants of my heterosexuality, maybe ?

Ben mouths a "what the fuck ?" at him and he blows him a kiss. Five follows the gesture, frowns, looks back at Klaus.

- I know you don't have any left since you were eleven, I think, he deadpans.

- Aow, that hurts, Klaus mock-whines.

- Everyone knows, Five insists.

- And I'm loud and proud.

- Especially loud, Ben adds.

- Low blow. Now, that brings us back to square one : what were you doing in my closet ?

With a sigh, Five gestures vaguely towards his clothes.

- I only have this to wear, and I'm starting to get hacked off with having to dress as a college boy.

Klaus bites off his answer about him being a college boy.

- But you're so cute in them !

Five glares at him, and for a second, Klaus thinks that he's going to teleport away. But he just says through gritted teeth :

- It's extremely annoying.

He looks down again.

- Also, I'm freezing. They aren't really appropriate.

- You should have said something ! Let your big brother help you !

He grabs Five, hoists him to his feet and drags him out of the room. He expects the arm under his fingers to disappear, but it stays there, and despite his protests, Five follows.

~*~

- What are we doing here ?

- Shhhh !

Klaus looks at Five, then at Ben who followed and seems vaguely curious. He carefully pushes the door open. There's no real reason, It's been a long time since Diego has used that room, but old habits die hard.

Once sure the path is clear, Klaus slips into the room and walks to the wardrobe. He opens it, peers inside.

- Well, our Diego certainly loved a little variation in his clothes.

He pulls out a few leather outfits, strictly identical to the one he's been wearing those last days, only a little smaller. He holds one to Five, who makes the most amazing disgusted face.

- I am not wearing that, he warns.

- Oh, so sad. You'd look amazing in it ! Cutest little dominatrix !

Ben groans and shakes his head. Five growls too, but more like he's very much wanting to bite him.

- Okay, I'll take that back.

Five's stance relaxes a little.

- The cutest little Village Person, he can't help but add.

- Screw you, Five hisses, and walks out.

- You can't help yourself, Ben remarks.

- I'm not even trying.

Klaus grins at him and follows Five in the hallway.

~*~

Compared to theirs, Allison's room is a cozy little nest, with comfortable pillows, white curtains at the top of the bed and white furniture. Pics are still stuck to the mirror, and everything is bathed in a soft, almost dreamy light.

- I'm not wearing Allison's clothes, Five says.

- You're not wearing leather, not wearing a skirt... For a 58 year old, you're awfully conservative, you know. You should live a little. Ditch the old rules. Do what you want, you don't think ?

Five looks ready to protest, but something, maybe the acknowledgement of his real age, holds him back, and he merely rolls his eyes. Klaus grabs a boa hanging from the dresser, throws it around Five's neck and uses it to drag him forwards.

- C'mon, let the real you talk. Who knows ? Maybe Delores would like it !

Five's expression changes at the mention of Delores. Klaus doesn't know if he crossed a line or not, and he doesn't dwell on it. He frolicks to the closet, starts digging through it. He soon pulls out an armful of clothes that he all but showers Five with, muttering to himself :

- Not that. No, not your color at all. And this doesn't flatter you in the slightest.

Five looks more and more exasperated, and Ben more and more amused. Klaus stops with a very low-cut purple dress held almost up to Five's head.

- This one ? Yes ?

- If you make me put this on, I swear...

- Hmm no. Not your style. I would wear it way better.

He throws it over his head, slides it on. Five starts saying something, but Klaus cuts him but doing the same to him, sticking him in a yellow twin-set. He jumps on the bed, starts bouncing on it, watching his brother fight his way out of the gaudy cotton.

- Don't be shy, he yell-sings, let your flag fly !

Five finally gets free, and glares at him. Klaus immediatly stops jumping and steps back down.

- You're right, I'm not sure you can pull it off. But I know what's perfect for you.

Five's expression clearly shows that he doesn't believe a word of it, but he lets himself be pulled along. Ben follows, grinning from ear to ear.

~*~

- If Luther knows you've been in his room.... Ben mutters.

- What Luther doesn't know can't harm me, Klaus retorts, and he'll never know I went in his room.

- I don't know who you're trying to convince, Five answers, but he'll know because you're a disaster.

- That hurts, brother.

The closet door hangs open, and Klaus only has to cross the room to grab the nearest pile of fabric.

- What the fuck is that ? A circus tent ?

- Are you that high, Five groans, that you don't even recognize a sweater ?

Klaus looks at the thing again. It is a sweater, thick and sturdy and big enough to fit an elephant, with a zipper the size of a railroad or almost. He glances at Five, who takes one step back.

- Don't even... he starts.

But already, Klaus has stuffed him in the sweater and pulled his arms through the sleeves. Five pushes him away, trying to find his way through what seems to be acres and acres of cotton and... is that fleece ? Luther certainly likes his comfort.

He finally emerges, and Klaus promptly falls on the ground, holding his ribs and howling with laughter. Ben smiles, too. Five seems ready to burst, but he looks at himself, the sleeves falling to his knees, the sweater looking more like some kind of weird dress on him, and even he cracks up.

It takes him a few more minutes to get out of the thing, during which Klaus keeps digging through the closet.

- None of our siblings has the slightest sense of fashion.

- Neither do you.

Klaus ignores the remark.

- If Vanya was still living here, you could certainly borrow some clothes your size from her. If you like grey, grey or grey, of course. But she only left her academy clothes here, and we've ruled out the pleated skirts. Even if you'd be lovely in them.

Five seems to have understood by now that Klaus delects in the faces he makes, and just slightly frowns at him.

- But I'm not one to back down from a challenge !

Ben and Five both snort.

- Back to square one ! ... Again !

He grabs Five again, drags him again, past Ben's room without slowing, and back to his room.

- I'm still not wearing those rags you call pants, Five says.

- They don't really flatter you.

Klaus looks at the clothes he gathered from the others' rooms, now lying at his feet.

- Then again, I may have an idea...

Five shivers.

~*~

They all come home - because it's home, in a way - at nightfall : Luther grunting, Allison calm as ever, Diego bustling with energy, Vanya shuffling around discreetly. As usual, they gather to discuss their progress, which is, none at all, and muse about Five and Klaus' absence.

Allison is the first to notice the weird shape hanging from the ceiling in front of the hearth, like some kind of... sheet ? It's dark, moving slightly, and the glow of a fire in the chimney can be seen through. Or maybe it's the start of something worse. Immediatly in alarm mode, Diego grabs one of his knives and starts edging forwards on the left, Luther takes the right, fists drawn. They close on the thing, ready to strike whatever is invading their houe.

- Fancy meeting you here, Klaus quips.

Diego and Luther can only blink at them.

- Welcome to Castle Klaus ! And Five, he adds. Klaus-Five. Klive.

- That sucks, Five remarks without looking up.

- What are you doing here ? Diego hisses.

- Devising a new gravity theory, why ?

He leans back, grabs his glass and toasts his brothers before emptying it.

Allison and Vanya join the boys and look at the decidely weird picture in front of them. Klaus and Five pushed the pricy couch aside to pile as many cushions as they could in front of the chimney, and are currently lying on them, under their decidely weird tent. Five is now wearing a pair of Allison's leggings with the legs rolled up twince, one of Klaus' hideous tie-dye shirts and a worn-out leather jacket ; the handling he's been victim ofhas left his hair mussed, far from his usual hairstyle, and his shoes currently lie under a dresser. They are both holding glasses of colorful drinks, and Reginald's old swords with which they are roasting marshmallows.

Luther opens his mouth to condemn what he probably sees as an affront, but Klaus is quicker.

- Marshmallow ? he offers, waving the bag in front of his face. We also have margaritas. Or coke, if it's not your jam. Grab a glass and a sword, big guy.

- Stop playing with those ! Luther finally growls. They're not toys.

- Aren't they ? And here I thought they were just some fancy sticks to grill marshmallows with my son !

Five jabs him sharply in the ribs with the hilt of his sword.

- How the hell am I your son ?

- What ? My dear little one rejects me ! Oh, how my fatherly heart is breaking !

- Shut your mouth or I'll shut it up for you.

- His first words of rejection ! How cute !

- He's kinda right, Diego remarks.

Five sends him a glare that could melt steel. Diego doesn't flinch.

- You're just two inches of eyeliner away from being a mini-Klaus.

- Which is very scary, Allison adds.

- You're so mean with me. All of you. I should keep my marshmallows for myself and not share with you. Including you, ungrateful son.

Five hits him with his sword again, and grabs the package from his hands. Klaus whines and dramatically falls back, under the gaze of his not very concerned siblings.

Allison is the first to shrug and sit with them. She takes one of the swords on the rack, sticks a marshmallow on it, and puts it in the flames. It's enough to convince Luther to join, with a few grunts. He's still disapproving, and glaring at them all he knows, but he shuts up and it's all that matters. Vanya and Diego join them too, and soon, they are all sitting together, chatting, laughing sometimes, needling Five about his new looks, bringing back the song of old times for a few moments.

(Until Luther looks up and asks :

- Wait, is that my sweater ?

And all Hell breaks loose.)

[kalims]

imagine the dorm leaders staring to the point of running into a wall and yuu just so happens to witness the moment 😭

‎˃ ᵕ ˂ . . "I did not just run into a wall.. you didn't see that."

staring until they run into a wall,

distracted by our perfect mc guess who forgets to look in front of them?

parts. one , two

characters. dorm leaders

cw. crack, fluff, very light injury, not proofread, watch out for mistakes hehe. may be ooc I only studied their characters once while writing this.

note. hello twst fandom, I guess this is my official entry to society 🤔

riddle rosehearts

he couldn't help it you know. he was supposed to be running an errand for crowley before he caught sight of you casually conversing with your first year freinds.

why won't you talk with him like that. 😡

he gets so lost in his thoughts until he crashes straight into a wall just when you glance at him.

ace slaps a hand over his mouth looking blue trying to hold in his laughs and deuce just looks horrified. was there some unspoken rule in this situation he shouldn't break?? 😨

oh no.

oh no no no no no.

this was like straight out of his nightmares and it couldn't be anymore embarrassing because where did he go wrong 😡 both of you stare at each other as he rubs his forehead and then he starts getting red??

false alarm. not out of anger but out of embarrassment, you bet he's tailing it out of there ASAP before he makes more of an embarrassment of himself.

he literally can't stand within your presence without tensing up to the fact that it's so obvious so students start to think he has a crush on you. so it's in due time he'd hear some random student whispering about housewarden riddle. 💀

in the distance if you listen closely, you could hear someone's head getting collared. OFF WITH Y--

leona kingscholar

bold of you to assume he's actually paying attention to anything, moreover someone. listen he's way too tired of everything so all he could think of was probably sleep.

so in a universe where he actually gets distracted by our gorgeous, beautiful, handsome mc.. he probably goes like 'oh there's my human pillow.' and then 'I can almost taste my long deserved rest.'

since he's so occupied thinking about more sleep (expected) he just rams into a wall so he just places his palms over it and stares at it as if it's gonna lessen anything he's currently feeling. second hand embarrassment, irritation... he doesn't know what to feel.

so basically. ure staring at him staring at a wall.... until he turns to you and does a quick scan of his peripheral vision to check if anyone saw that uhm.

accident yeah.

tbh I don't think he'd really care, but since you're watching it does elicit a small reaction from him👩‍🦯.

gets over it super fast. well that's in the past now whatever.

he just pretends nothing ever happened cause why the hell would he care about whatever that was 😁 and proceeds to drag you to his next nap.

azul ashengrotto

I'd like to imagine that he breaks his glasses in the process of not so gracefully colliding with a wall.

hastily discards the evidence my slowly shoving it in his pockets. forgetting that it something essential to his everyday life so he straight up runs into the wall again.

...while you watch the entire thing. he says something about him being too clumsy as he seemingly checks the surroundings admittedly with blurry eyesight, expecting like someone's gonna jumpscare him at any moment. 💀💀

can someone bring his octopot please he wants to crawl inside it and wallow because this ruins his imagine of himself even though it was an accident 😄

he'd be better off if you weren't the one who witnessed the entire thing sobs.

he really hopes he tweels didn't see that or else he'll never get the end of it. small or big they'd never leave him aloneeeee.

please. offer to guide him to his next class and he'd probably play along knowing that there's another spare in his pocket because... you helping him = free therapy.

kalim al asim

he's so pure that it actually hurts.

there isn't an ounce of embarrassment in him on being caught in the act and hitting himself in the process with it.

so he just rubs his head and flashes you this absolutely jaw dropping, binding (I could go on and on) wide grin while laughing 😍

jamil being the somewhat fretting freind he is would probably scold him even if it is a light injury.. but jamil won't be able to scold him about something he didn't witness right 👀

kalim proceeding to accidentally blurt it out as jamil facepalms. but that isn't the point.

the point is that he'd turn the whole situation that's supposed to be quite, at the very least. embarrassing full of laughs.

great seven how did this ray of sunshine end up at ncr.. 😃

vil schoenheit

no.

you don't understand potato-- this is a matter that he needs to tend, and fix immediately!! forget everyone, this. is. an. emergency. 😡

rook is probably in the backround crying comical tears "oh mon dieu!", somewhere up the tree?? where did he even come from, had he always been there?? 🤨

I mean he's not the kind of person that would lose it and throw a fit since he considers himself mature. so his alarm would depend if it smudged his makeup, formed a small swell on his precious face, or nothing in general is wrong.

if nothing is wrong he'd still insist you on helping him in checking his face is nothing is truly wrong.. because he can't see it well you know. 🤗

but if something actually happened to his face say goodbye. he leaves with a slight hurry to his steps, rook trails behind him with glittering sparkles?!?! this is just for comical reasons so idk.👸

then you see him later on impossibly looking more beautiful than the time you saw him an hour ago. ⁉️

idia shroud

his hair shrinks the more you stare at him so can you like stop looking at him with those eyes sad face☹☹.

you're both having a stare off, you can decide what kind of expression you'd have but I guarantee you his face would be like, this. 😁

he's frozen and backing into the corner so please leave before he starts tearing up because WHYYY WHY HIMMM 😭😨😓

he has seen this exact scenario in way too much anime series but he didn't think it'd actually apply to him too. but this is bad since he isn't as smooth as the main character, sobs.

ortho ends up rescuing him from the ultimate nightmare after somehow sensing that his vitals are going overload 💥💥

see this is why he doesn't go out.. 😞

malleus draconia

if he was in his dragon form then the wall wouldn't even make him blink and simply cease to exist ✨.

anyhow. I don't really think anything would happen, it doesn't bother him much even if you are watching and instead warns you about the danger of walls he just discovered 😊.

warned lilia, silver and sebek too. maybe and sebek takes it too literally and starts shouting his praise and appreciation for the warning. while watching the wall like it's gonna jump out and start stabbing him.

he doesn't make a sound even when he bumps into the wall and just blinks slowly while turning to you and resuming to walk as if nothing ever happened.

yeah.

.....what do I put here...

note. currently it's almost december 2022 and wow! to think it's been so long haha. this was the start

[dancingisdangerouss]

Hi, ilysm for standing up for us grabber simps, you have no idea.

I have a request for the grabber,, when reader goes to sit on his lap during the scene where he fell asleep in his chair with his naked torso slipping through his sweater??? Him being conflicted whether to punish the reader for coming upstairs but also being a bottom in the situation?? I'm honestly just so curious what he would do, my request might seem ooc so do what you want with it.

It's okay if you don't want to, but it's all I can think about right now 😭

Hey-o! No problem, I just hate when people don’t understand something and/or don’t care to educate themselves, and prefer to get on their high horse and preach at people who are literally harming no one.

If any of y’all actually like real-life serial killers, or Grabber x Finney, I think I’ve made it very clear you’re not welcome here, and my defense is not for you. But for the x Readers just minding their business writing smut of adults? Y’all are lovely and anyone who says otherwise can grow up and get over it.

So I’m only doing headcanon requests, if that’s what you wanted? And I’m going to assume we’re going based off a generic Reader here instead of ITB Reader, and more canon-esque Al?

I mean, I’m sure he would be very taken aback, of course. How is someone supposed to react when their basement victim sits on their abuser’s lap while they’re sleeping? He’d be at a bit of a loss for words.

Once he’s collected himself, I think he would probably indulge in it. If a cute little thing wants to basically give him a lap dance, who is he to deny them? I feel like he’d just lie back and enjoy it, tbh.

Buuuuut once he’s satisfied, you can bet your ass Reader is still going to get punished for coming up there. He doesn’t let naughtiness go without sufficient reprimand.

So once he’s gotten his rocks off, he’d beat them all to hell, thank them in a cooing voice for the unexpected sexual gratification, then carry them right back down to the basement.

As far as being more of a sub…I’m kind of exploring a little bit of that later in Black Acres, but that’s only because Al in that fic is basically wrapped around Reader’s finger, whether she knows it or not.

I think Canon Al would be crueler about it and not want to show any weakness in front of his victims, so I think he would only allow some sub-ish moments if he has established a relationship with them.

[urlocalqueer]

y'all it's been forever since ive written headcanons for anything but with the release of the season three trailer for tua, im abt to go off with my useless thoughts.

i will be taking inspiration from some of the scenes in the trailer. so. enjoy these possibly very OOC but very fun headcanons.

-- Klaus definitely dragged all his siblings to a karaoke night, he literally would not leave any of them alone until they all sand at least one song. most of them, ngl, were like "ehhh no?" but eventually Klaus wore them down, even Five sang (sang with Allison). Diego and Luther tried to out sing each other to multiple Cher songs, Klaus convinced Viktor to do a duet of "Waterloo", and Five and Allison did a wonderful rendition of "Don't Go Breaking My Heart". Almost none of them would admit to having the time of their lives... but they did. especially Five, and that's because he misses being silly and stupid with his siblings.

-- Allison is very widely recognized in public bc she's a movie star. so when she goes out, it's hard for her to be discreet, so the family helps come up with disguise ideas for her, Klaus picks outfit and they all help with hairstyles and wigs and makeup, she normally ends up looking a mess, but she does appreciate the thought and it is a lot of fun.

-- Five starts seeing more of reality and begins to realize that there isn't much he can do about being in a 14 year old body. so, he starts allowing himself to be comfortable in his younger body. Allison takes him shopping for clothes other than a school uniform, he dresses like an old man about to go on summer vacation but they love him anyway. Klaus also helps him with clothes bc Klaus is very fluid with how he dresses and Five doesn't have much care for gender norms bc he lived alone in the apocalypse for years and probably wore whatever he found. so that end up being a little bonding activity for Klaus, Allison and Five.

-- Five, once and on accident, was talking to Allison and called her Al. like they were just talking and he was like "Really, Al?" and didn't notice for a few seconds. Allison was a bit surprised bc Five had never called her that, the only people who USED to call her that, when they were kids, was Luther and Klaus. Five tried to take it back and just kinda walked off, but he also didn't stop calling her Al.

-- Klaus has nicknames for all of his siblings. Five has pun names and stupid names (Hawaii Five'o, Fivey, Fiverson, Five o'clock shadow). Allison and Ben are sweet names (Al, Ally, and Benny, Benji), Luther and Diego are (Di or DiDi and Lu or LuLu), and Viktor has (Vik or V). Literally no one stops him, they've just accepted it.

-- Luther smokes weed for the first time with Klaus and Viktor, yes Viktor, he probably went to college. The just need him to chill out. Luther, not only will ramble about anything and everything, he is the giggliest high person. ever. everything makes him laugh. everyone thinks this is hilarious.

ok, im done. i have finals to take still so i gotta study bc i crave academic validation lol.

[vultury]

{[; Honestly disappointed that I have yet to see this song crawl over my dash, so I’m taking it upon myself to post it. ;]}

Sling us a web, you’re the Spider-man!

Sling us a web tonight!

‘Cause you’re brave && you’re strong && so limber now!

;; But where’d you come up with those TIGHTS??