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maochira · 1 year ago

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bastard munchen w ego's younger sister whos the complete opposite of ego, shes like very oblivious and innocent? to everything around her TT

Hi! Please keep in mind I generally only write gn!reader! Also, I obviously couldn’t fit every character in this, so I only did a few and this is mainly focused on Isagi (but I might make a part 2 of this!!)

Requests open! - masterlist

Tags: gn!Ego’s younger sibling!reader, reader is a lot younger than Ego and around the same age as the Blue Lock players, not proofread

Ever since the beginning of the Blue Lock program, something about the players caught your attention. You have never been interested in soccer, but something about this suddenly grabbed your interest. You became a big fan of the participants with your favourite one being Isagi. Your sudden enthusiasm also was a surprise to your brother, but he obviously didn’t complain. He was happy that after all these years you suddenly found interest in soccer.

But no matter how often you asked, Ego never allowed you to meet any of the participants. Not even at the U-20 match. You always had to keep your distance from them, but never got an explanation why.

Truth is, your brother is perfectly aware of how oblivious, innocent and naive you are. He’s always seen that as your biggest weakness. And with the Blue Lock players being so focused on egotism, Ego was afraid you’d get close to them and end up having your feelings hurt. But he never told you about that. He only shrugged it off as “I just don’t want you to” whenever you asked.

But ever since the Neo Egoist League began, your brother’s strictness regarding you seemed to fade. He still didn’t allow you to meet the players, but suddenly “i don’t want you to” turned into “Maybe some time next week.”

And this “sometime next week” is today. You got to pick one of the teams to watch at their practice, and you chose Bastard München for multiple reasons. The main one being that you really want to meet Isagi, but Noel Noa being their coach also peaked your interest. You still don’t understand as much about soccer as other fans do, but you know that he’s the world’s greatest striker, so of course you would want to meet him. Although, Ubers was a close second choice to you.

Very excitedly, you walk towards Bastard München’s training field. It’s really hard to keep yourself together to not start squealing in excitement, but somehow you manage to stay somewhat calm.

None of the players really knew beforehand who would come to watch their practice today. They were only told that someone would be watching, but they certainly didn’t expect that someone to be Ego’s younger sibling. None of them even knew Ego has a younger sibling, but when you stepped in, they could immediately see that you’re related to him. At first, you could hear them whispering and asking each other who you might be, first wondering if you might be Ego’s child. But because you’re too old to be his child - or Ego is too young to have a child at your age - they figured he must be your brother.

The first player to approach you is Yukimiya. He very politely introduces himself and holds his hand out for a handshake. In your excitement, you accidentally squeeze his hand too tight.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” You immediately apologize and bow down a little, which gains you a little chuckle from Yukimiya.

“No need to apologize, it didn’t hurt.” He has a soft smile on his lips. “May I ask for your name?”

Just before you get to introduce yourself, another player shoves Yukimiya to the side. Only a seconnd later suddenly you’ve got Kaiser standing in front of you with Ness on his side. Just like Yukimiya did, Kaiser holds his hand out to you. But unlike Yukimiya, he doesn’t shake it. Instead, he brings your hand up to his lips to place a soft kiss on it. No one has ever done something like this to you, so of course it causes you to get flustered in the matter of seconds.

“Kaiser! Don’t be like that!” Kaiser quickly gets shoved away by Isagi. You were already flustered before, but now that you’ve got your favourite soccer player standing in front of you, you completely lose your ability to speak. But you don’t need to say anything right now anyways because Kaiser and Isagi are fighting right in front of you and neither of them seem to intend to bring it to an end.

“Shut it guys, that’s enough.” Raichi growls while shoving his teammates apart. He doesn’t seem to want to talk to you, he just wants Kaiser and Isagi to shut up.

You’re about to say something, but then the boys get called by Noa to continue their training. You haven’t even gotten to tell them your name yet. But you happily watch the team practicing their soccer skills. Being near them to watch is way more exciting than only watching them on the screens in your brother’s office, even though this is only a practice match. Every now and then, you catch the players looking at you. The majority of the time they’re focused on the ball, though.

When they’re done, most of the players leave the field without paying any further attention to you. To be honest, they’re just too exhausted to start a conversation with you at this point. Well, all of them except for one.

“Sorry for Kaiser earlier, he’s… weird.” Isagi says as he approaches you.

“Oh no no, don’t worry about me.” You laugh nervously, both because remembering what Kaiser did causes you to blush again and because of Isagi staning in font of you right now.

“What’s your name?” Isagi wants to know, “My name is Yoichi Isagi,” He adds quickly afterwards.

“Oh, I know,” You feel your cheeks heating up a little more, “O-oh and my name is (Y/N).”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, (Y/N). I assume… you’re related to Ego?”

“Yep, he’s my older brother!” You respond in a cheerful voice, which is so cute to Isagi, he blushes slightly as well.

“So… You mentioned you already knew my name?” Isagi is trying to figure out how to continue this conversation without having any awkward silences inbetween.

Your smile gets a little brighter as you nod in response. “I often watch recordings of the games with my brother. And… You’re actually my favourite player ItOs nice to talk to you.”

Isagi’s eyes widen in surprise. “Wait, I’m your favourite Blue Lock player?”

“No, you’re my favourite player out of all. Not just in Blue Lock,” You laugh a little, but your nervousness is slowly fading. “I barely know any other soccer players, to be fair.”

Isagi just stares back at you. He’s struggling to get a grasp on the fact that out of everyone in Blue Lock he caught the interest of Ego’s sibling the most. This will definitely motivate him even more for the future.

#💟 maochira writes #blue lock #bllk #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock x you #bllk x you #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x you #yoichi isagi #isagi yoichi #isagi x reader #isagi x you #yoichi isagi x reader #yoichi isagi x you

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thefourchimes · 4 months ago

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the encanto fandom did their due diligence for the warm siblings and gave them mostly nice/good characterization with each other and on their own and i just

don't know what the hell happened when it came to the madrigal sisters i am DYING for good content for them that isn't bashing any of them like pLEASE

heya, sorry for being a bit late answering this, my brain has not been working coherently for the past couple of days

but yes, for real!!! it's really wild how the warm siblings, the ones who unfortunately don't have much content and screen time on them in the movie, are given mostly nice and good characterization, while the cool sisters who have so much screen time and content and backstory to them, are the ones left in the dust and are the ones paying the price that is ooc-ness

like, where is the respect and love for them too?? genuinely want to scream out loud about this (not to say there isn't any respect and love for them, obviously, because there are, but even back then when i wasn't in the fandom and wasn't even familiar with the movie itself, i saw the very obvious attention disparity between the cool family and the warm family, which ofc affected quite a lot of things, like the characterizations for example)

but then again, maybe just as it may seem wild, the fact of screen time could also be the reason as to why the warm siblings have the more or less good characterization in the first place, because the fandom sort of have more freedom to create the characters based on what little is already known from content we have and what they'd personally like about the character

and for the cool sisters, some people either don't like what they saw in the movie (*cough* isa *cough*) or are projected a little too hard on (*cough* mirabel *cough*) or just straight up don't get content in general by the fandom (*cough* luisa *cough*), which led a good portion of the fandom to completely and unfortunately decimate their characters and characterizations

which is. frustrating as hell

AND GOD YES, good content for the madrigal sisters are so hard to find that i am practically on my knees pleading for something that isnt ooc or bashing/hating on them

ngl, im honestly really glad that i joined recently and not during the peak years of the fandom, because i know i wouldn't be surviving back then when the sort of disparity was likely worse 😭

sigh, trying to find good content is so hard and frustrating

i love all of these kids so much, but PLEASE where is the respect for the cool sisters, encanto fandom 😔

#encanto #anon ask #thank you for the ask anon!!#mic transcends #madrigal sisters #cool sisters #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #mirabel madrigal #madrigal siblings #warm siblings #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #i've been ranting so much <//3 #disneys encanto #encanto disney

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mikodrawnnarratives · 1 year ago

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TW IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATH

TW BLOOD

(Just like last time, it isn't really graphic but I'm tagging just so you know)

@naffeclipse

Part 1 | This is Part Two | Part Three | Extra

It. Probably won't need a part 4

I'm doing this all on one cps file so I sure hope so kjlfdkfljs

i'm at like- 750+ layers i'm so sorry my file

...there might be a part 4 but it'll be small sketches and aftermaths

Once again, long post under the cut:

I am not the only traveler, who has not repaid his debt.

I've been searching for a trail to follow again

Take me back to the night we met

- The night we met by Lord Hurdon

Alright, I didn't make too much of an effort to hide it but how many of you guessed it was gregory and how many of you didn't see it coming?

Gee I wonder who Gregory's companions are

Okay if you don't have a nugget of who these companions are then my rambling below makes it a little more obvious

Anyway, this little comic of self indulgence to mend my broken heart says "YO what if Gregory and other characters saved Vanessa like they did in canon"

It certainly would NOT be easy for Vanessa once she wakes up to that realization. But there are factors that make it a little bit easier for Vanessa to cope compared to other children.

Since Gregory and others proved they could fight and free her as Vanny, it gives her mind a little reassurance that they aren't completely helpless.

Plus, I like the idea of the GGY story (Dr Rabbit) existing as this au's equivalent of the same experience, that would mean Gregory has had his own bad experiences with Glitchtrap and so it wouldn't be like some random kid going against a threat he was unfamiliar with

She still distances herself a lot earlier on and the more time passes, the older Gregory gets, the less he looks and sounds like a kid.

Those make it much easier for Vanessa to stand being around them as time goes by. Earlier on, she only really interacted when absolutely necessary. But she did grow a small soft spot for them.

She remained pretty closed off about herself over the years and never delved too deep about her past. Ness left frequently for her own hunting jobs and at one point Gregory asked where she went. Somethings made it seem like these hunts weren't just random and different

He didn't get an answer of course. But later that day, Vanessa told him about Y/n. In vague terms. This is the most information he ever gets about Vanessa's past.

So Gregory's got no idea who to expect to see showing up to the gravestone ltr on and is just like

Gregory: cool, ur mysterious enough for it to be believable ur related to my mysterious older sister/mentor figure Wanna hear a story

Y/n: ...yes.

Forgive him his brain is ever so foggy from grief and no slep

Anyway, Y/n picked a day to visit Vanessa when they knew they were stable enough not to lash out and attack any humans that may happen to also be visiting the graves. They had eaten pretty recently but not so recent that they were vulnerable.

It's pretty early in the morning where it is still dark and the rain provides some more protection.

If you couldn't tell before, many MANY years have passed since Y/n has been human. Think somewhere between 20-30 years. And while, they still hate who they are now and aren't mentally okay, they've gotten a semi-solid understanding of their limits and what they can and cannot tolerate and when.

And, even though they are nervous, they can manage to have this conversation with Gregory for now.

Why are they talking to Gregory so willingly? despite the risks?

well

the next part will explain that

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pistatsia · 8 months ago

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I also wasn’t a fan of ness backstory but would love to hear your personal opinions on why you didn’t like it as much?

I HAVE SO FUCKING MUCH TO SAY-

T/w for excessive amount of hate and oversharing lmao

Well, in the beginning I'd like to say that I grown up in some shitty circumstances which resulted in me having some, uhhh, Ness-classical problems so I may be biased here 😭 Rather not "may" but "will". How can I continue to relate to him when he's like that. Like that's not a representation I wanted. Where's emotional deprivation? Where's emotional abuse? Where's his unsuccessful attempts to get his parents and siblings love because no, lol, no 7 yo child will just accept that he's outcast and be ok with that. He should have tried to adjust to them, he should have tried to reach them, satisfy, do at least something for them to care about him BECAUSE THAT'S HOW CHILD PSYCHE WORKS. And where else would he get this people pleasing towards Kaiser if not from the family? Kids need love for survival, it's not optional. It's a need. They can't just say "oh yes my parents and siblings are stupid I'm going to be alone from now on!".

Okay, now in the order.

First of all, we get the scene of Ness mother saying him he should cure his finger himself, even comforting him while saying that with her "chance of you dying from it is incredibly low". Bad words, bad phrasing, bad everything, it's like to say "dentist just gonna use this drill to take your rotting teeth off" to a kid but still - it's not direct scolding or hate. It's bad, but care. And like, yes?? It was quite a normal parental behavior, even if not really sensitive? You can't be near your kid all the time, they should know how to help themselves because one day you WON'T be there for them. It's a normal way of raising a kid if you don't want for him to grow up weak-willed and helpless. Bad way to approach that, but still. She even mentions that he shouldn't bother her with every LITTLE cut - she'd care for him instantly with something serious. Since we get this flashback from Ness from his following age, we can conclude that he still cherishes that memory as something which hurt him deeply and which was incredibly cruel from his mother to say, forming his personality. And that's… At least strange.

I mean, I also have a story when I cut my finger really deep as a 5 yo and my dad said smth like "go and spit on it and don't bother me" but I won't say it was turning point in our relationship lol But it was valuable in addition to all of other fucked up shit. Otherwise I wouldn't have remembered it at all.

I'm not saying that my experience is the only relevant but child's psyche, especially with some predisposing towards anxiety and personality disorders, has basically the same algorithms. Because till the transitional age child is like a clay, not having it's own form yet. He just adjusts to his family and surroundings.

Memories like that are the ones which CAN be turning points but ONLY in addition to other. They can't be, like. Definition of how your relationship were. It's one small insignificant episode.

Reaching the next scene - Ness reading his book and asking his brother and sister AGAIN about some magical something. Do I need to say that any kid would be irritated if their younger sibling will go and whine around about something you don't like, and again again and again when you have not once said that "that's nonsense I don't like"? It's a normal reaction for kids. They're not grown adults to control their each and every action understanding Ness fragile psychology.

Also, I mean- he got that fantasy book from somewhere, right? He is little kid ~6 or 7 yo, I believe there's few ways for kid to get one. Even if it was gifted by his grandparents or family's friends, or taken from the school library, it's not that his parents have teared the pages from this book. He reads it quite calmly, not hiding - and even demonstrates it to his siblings. His parents allowed him to read such books. No one was REALLY against him reading about something he liked. Not understanding, yes, being bad emotionally repressed family, yes, offending him in some way, probably not really caring, but… It's not that bad as Ness tries to show, at least from the side of his mother and siblings.

Secondly - snowman 💀. Lol, Ness, sorry but have you heard about Rin + Sae drama? About Barou and his little sisters because of which he probably has this obsessive compulsive thing with cleanliness? I love my little brother deeply, but for god's sake he was awful as a kid, the type that will put the hand in the fire and in socket just because I said "you can't do it it's dangerous". Even if we really got along despite the different attitude towards us from our parents, we still fought, and screamed, and got scandals over the laptop. It's a normal part of growing up with siblings.

Not just normal, but obligatory.

And… Ness' brother and sister actually tried to get along with him till some point, even if in their own way. They tried to make him fit into their world because somehow, but they loved him, and wanted him to be more or less happy and near them. They couldn't understand his passion for magic, they couldn't realize - but they had their parents as example, and they knew that while two of them fit into their parents world, Ness doesn't. And thus both magic book scenes and snowman one were a normal reaction from young kids - Ness irritated them, being too loud, and speaking some nonsense because of which they couldn't play and research together, all three of them. That wouldn't be a normal reaction from grown ups, but once again - they're kids. Siblings. Destined to ruin each other's things lol

Thirdly - no one with dirty hands should enter the house, go and wash them. ????? How is that even??? Maybe they'll also ask him to take his shoes off in the wardrobe? The cruelty of parents.

His mother even explains him why he should wash the hands before coming in. Like- I don't want to dig into psychology of two-frames character, but she looks incredibly emotionless and deathly tired. She has three kids and work at home for god's sake. And she STILL finds time to explain Ness how sounds and snow works, probably trying to comfort him somehow. She loves him, just as she loves her other kids - she tries to comfort him in her own way.

Should she have had three children if she didn't feel the need to take care of their every issue, including emotional? No. Does she cut down her children and husband when they offend Ness? Also no. Is it possible to understand her? Absolutely yes.

Through his dad indeed is a jerk lol but I feel that he's not really present in the family? It's usually her and Ness and his siblings. Imagine having a full ass house, in which she works full-time, three 5-9 yo one of whom is constantly injuring himself, and with two others probably fucking up their experiments and her work as well without her husband around. Like…

And the fact that Ness doesn't analyze anything at all, placing himself in a victim position not trying to understand that world doesn't revolve around him and other people don't understand him by default and act the way they think is right and good for him, is, uhhh. Note that "understand" doesn't mean "forgive". It's just about a critical view to the world.

Aaand regarding the kainess flashbacks… I can't say anything because it was just bland and stupid.

Overall I got a feeling that this was just lazy writing with cute kids fanservice so we'd be more invested in the last game with PXG. I mean, those scenes with milk, shower and oversleeping? I can imagine there any other pairing in blue lock - nagireo, bachisagi, kunigiri, etc etc etc. There's nothing special, nothing unique for us to actual feel something towards kainess. It's just a template into which familiar faces have been substituted - and totally OOC.

No toxic dynamic, especially the codependent one kainess have, works like THAT at the start. Even at the sugary period when one non-self-aware manipulator instinctively tries to bend other to himself being nice and everything. Ness behavior towards Kaiser also makes no sense - those things are ALWAYS growing from experience. From the need to please your parents, to try to track your every word, walking on a thin ice.

But Ness never shown such things in his flashbacks, never taking back from telling each and everyone about magic and him being a football player. Then where did this attitude got from? Just from loneliness? It still doesn't work like that THIS HIGH like to the level of enduring physical pain and alcohol in the face.

I low-key hope that Ness is unreliable narrator, so we actually DO NOT see the way his real relationship with Kaiser were at this time. We see only memories and impressions, and his memory saving only good from them - thus it may (PLEASE) happen that from Kaiser's POV it will be totally different.

The last thing about kainess I SOMEHOW liked (because I'm sure it wasn't intentional writing from Kaneshiro) is the way Ness reacts to Kaiser choking. Because he pays no reaction to it - and no real friend/lover would react like that for the sight of your dear person suffering. He doesn't care about Kaiser as of Kaiser - the thing I suspected from the beginning but didn't really liked because that's so predictable and dull. He doesn't even know about Kaiser's habit of choking himself. He doesn't really worry about Kaiser - he worries only about his idol, which he doesn't see a human behind. This was a fun thing to think about prior to this chapter because of the potential of angst from Kaiser's side who'd feel how this "love" is synthetic to the core, but I'm not sure I'd love to see this in the manga. But at least this would be yes, realistic, logical and painful, especially in that "Yoichi's magic" and naked king theme.

The only thing I really 100% liked without any whining from my side was that "undescribable feelings/undescribable sadness" frame because lmao 🤝🤝🤝 At least here you get it Ness. This frame is engraved in my memory.

At this point I feel that I dislike backstory not because it was necessary bad or stupid, but because I hate the thought of Ness turning out being so… Flat. So ridiculously touchy, so stubborn for no reason like a ram since a very childhood, so lacking critical thinking skills. So limited, so self-centered (which is visible even in that Kaiser choking himself scene).

Such a completely uninteresting character, predictable and causing only indifference towards himself.

#asks #alexis ness #fuck backstory #michael kaiser #kainess #blue lock analysis #blue lock #I feel lika a failure for seriously analyzing that

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dragcnbreak · 1 year ago

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crazy for this boy

Ness is taken aback by a pretty man entering the diner and maybe moves a bit too fast with him.

Also cross-posted on AO3!

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Ness was gay, which is a fact that is pretty much as old as time itself. Even with the year being 2000 and living in the state of Utah, he didn’t much try to hide it. That may have been the main reason why he was staring at the most beautiful man he’s ever seen in his life. Ness worked at a dinner called Sparky’s and he does meet a lot of pretty men who catch his eye but none quite like this one.

The man had the most intense hazel eyes, matted hair that was still somehow cute, and a gorgeous chiseled jaw with an endearing five o’clock shadow. Ness pouted internally when he saw him sit at a table that he wasn’t waiting. So before his coworker, Tara, could approach, he began to bribe her for the table. She gave him a knowing glance, letting him have it.

“Hi. Welcome to Sparky’s, sugar! What can I get you started with?” Ness rolled up to the table with confidence. It’s only when the man blushes that he realizes he let a pet name slip. “U-um, just a… water is fine.” Ness peered down at the stuttering man, smiling at the name tag on him reading “Mike”.

“Gotcha, Mike! Anything else? Lunch is the most important meal of the day after all.” Mike frowned at that. “Is it really lunchtime already? Damn it.” The sentences cause Ness to frown too. “Is everything okay?” He can’t help but ask, wanting to know more about the guy in front of him. “It’s none of your business.” Mike shook his head.

“I’ll be right back.” Ness says, an idea forming. He reported to his manager, Clyde, and explained that he would be going on his break now. Clyde nodded and Ness grabbed two waters on his way back out, one for Mike and one for him. The mentioned is taken aback when Ness comes and sits with him.

“I’m on my break so don’t worry,” Ness sipped his water, “but spill. You seem like you’ve got something worrying you and I want to help.” Mike furrowed his eyebrows. “I don’t even know you… Ness.” He said, glancing at the other’s name tag. “So?” Ness kept the conversation going, ignoring how his heart fluttered when Mike said his name.

Mike just sighed softly, drinking his water as well. “I guess… Um, I just can’t find a babysitter for my little sister for tonight. My usual one is sick and I really need to go to work.” Mike explained while he stirred his drink with his straw. “I can watch her!” Ness almost yelled, nearly spilling his own water.

The shorter blinked owlishly. “Seriously? Again, I don’t even know you.” He let go of his drink, staring at Ness, who just waved his hand. “The name’s Ness. And now you know me!” He smiled brightly, making Mike want to reciprocate it. “I’m free tonight and you need a sitter. I promise I’m not a serial killer or anything like that. Just a guy who wants to help a pretty boy like yourself.” Ness reached over the table, clasping Mike’s hand and looking into his eyes. The words and actions caused them both to blush and Ness quickly moved his hand away.

Mike sighed again, reaching back to scratch his neck. “I… I guess? I get paid tomorrow so I can pay you then. Just don’t hurt my sister or I’ll make you regret it.” Mike threatened Ness but all Ness saw was an adorably angry puppy. But he filed away that thought for later and nodded. “Don’t worry about paying me! This’ll just be my good deed for the day.” He reasoned.

The other didn’t argue, figuring it would be a losing battle to try to. Instead, Mike grabbed a napkin and a pen he kept in his work uniform. “Here’s my address and my um, my phone number.” He stuttered over his words, writing said things on the napkin.

Ness gave him a kind smile. “What time should I be over tonight?” Mike thought it over for a second. “7 works for me.” Ness nodded. “And 7 works for me too. My break should be about over but I’ll see you then, pretty boy.” Ness grabbed the napkin with one hand and the other took Mike’s hand again. Confidence filled him as he reached down and kissed the hand he held. Mike watched, flustered, as Ness then stood up and walked away.

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Ness turned up to the Schmidt’s house 10 minutes shy of seven o’clock. He was a bit nervous about meeting Abby for the first time and babysitting her so he tried to channel some of the confidence earlier.

But then he knocked on the door and Mike answered it shirtless and his attempts were thrown out the window. The shorter must have just gotten out the shower the way his hair was wet and a towel was wrapped around his waist. “Sorry about… this.” He motions to his chest. “Shower. Um, I told Abby about you. She might be shy…” Mike talked more than he ever had before and here Ness was, spacing out and practically drooling at the sight of Mike.

“Ness!” The mentioned blinked a few times, returning to the world of the living. “Y-yes!” He nearly shouted. “Are you okay?” Mike asked with furrowed brows. “Of course! Why do you ask?” Mike frowned. “You’re bleeding.” He pointed to his nose, indicating where the blood was coming from. Ness swiped a finger under his nose. He copied Mike’s frown when he saw blood on the finger.

“Let me get dressed and I’ll help you before I go to work. Don’t get blood on the floor!” The shirtless man left the room, his little sister taking his place. She stared at him knowingly and suddenly, Ness wanted to die right there and then.

#mine #my fanfics #text #fnaf movie #Mike schmidt #ness #ness the waiter #securitywaiter #dreamtheory #mike schmidt x ness #mike schmidt x ness the waiter #fnaf #five nights at freddy’s movie #five nights at freddy's

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gulnarsultan · 2 years ago

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based on this request I humbly ask if we may get one from the blacks point of view and i feel like reader would have never forgave Luke for Aemond's eye and would either glare or leave the room when Luke is in said room and would dislike Rhaenyra even more and would glare at her for no reason at all perhaps her lack of caring-ness towards Aemond's eye being slashed or for the fact that her father doesn't even agnowlage her

bonus points for after Aemond's eye being stolen Viserys tries to attempt to bond with reader but she either runs to the greens or to Ser Criston more bonus points if he is yandere for reader too and is her sworn protecter as he is Alicent's

I also love your work and I included this Happy gengar gif as gengar is one of my favourite pokemon and you are one of my favourite writers

Hello. I am very happy to know that you love my work. I love you too.💋 I hope you will like it.

On the day Aemond lost his eye, I reckon Princess was six or seven years old. Princess hugs her brother and sobs. Moreover, when Viserys sees your behavior, the poor Princess is disappointed. Because the first heroes in the lives of girls are their fathers. But as in the lives of many girls, Viserys, Princess' father, is a complete disappointment. The last straw for the princess was Rhaenyra's request that Aemond be questioned.

Scenario.

The throne room is quieted by a scream. Everyone turns to the source of the sound. Princess's face is in tears. She has an expression of disappointment and anger on his face.

"Why don't you defend us, Aemond, Father? They are the culprits here. Dragon possessing has always existed. Luce must be punished. Luce must be taken from her position. He must not appear in court again. He must be barred from seeing his family."

Everyone was shocked by the Princess' speech.

"Aemond must not be questioned. Son of criminal Rhaenyra. They are evil."

The only child King Viserys loves is Princess. (between Alicent and the children from his marriage.) King Viserys is trying to calm Princess.

"I won't pray for you from now on. I won't spend time with you. I won't worry and feel sorry for you. I don't love you anymore. I wish you weren't our father."

Princess's speech is very emotional and brings tears to many people. She comes to Princess Criston.

"Ser Criston. Please help us get back to our room."

Princess takes Aemond's arm and they leave the throne room with Criston's help. Alicent, Otto, Aegon, and Helaena follow Princess and Aemond. Honestly, everyone in the throne room is disturbed by the behavior of the King and Rhaenyra. Even Daemon sincerely takes the little Princess's side. The only sister Rhaenyra loves is Princess. Rhaenyran is upset that Princess is angry with her.

#yandere hotd #yandere house of the dragon #yandere alicent hightower x reader #yandere otto hightower #yandere aegon ii targaryen #yandere helaena targaryen #yandere aemond targaryen x reader #house of targaryen #house targaryen

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newtthetranswriter · 1 year ago

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heLLOOOOO can i ask for some baji scenario?? a fluffy one, where baji and reader have to babysit some relative's child and then the child starts to have fun with baji's hair? yk the braids, some cute clips etc... and then baji shows up to the gang's meeting with the new hairstyle....

rest is up to you!!!! it doesn't have to be romantic tho, i see it as a more platonic/friendly scenario?

YOU GOT THIS MY FRIEND AND REMEMBER TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!! love u 💞💞

Word count:982

Warning:none I think other than people may be a little ooc as I haven't written much for Tokyo revengers but I do want to do more.

Pairing: Keisuke Baji x reader (platonic)

A/n: Hello Ness, thanks for requesting, I enjoyed writing this even if it seems a little clunky. I gotta say writing on my phone on a long ass road trip is a little difficult but I hope you like it. Also in this everyone is alive and well. The kids in the story are modeled after my own niece and nephew, who I will hopefully see on this trip. Let me know if you like it or want more. My requests are still open. Anyway, remember to hydrate or diedrate, and have a good day.

It was supposed to be a relaxing weekend hanging out with my best friend Baji, but unfortunately my older sister decided she wanted an afternoon without her kids. Being the only one without 'important' plans, I was volunteered to take care of them for the afternoon. Being busy with a nine year old and a six year old I forgot to cancel my plans with Baji.

While trying to get my nephew to sit and watch a movie with his sister, I heard a knock at the door. I quickly ran to the door hoping it was nothing, only to be greeted by a slightly upset Baji.

"Oh shit, Keisuke I'm so sorry. I was in the middle of getting ready to meet up with you when my parents told me I had to stay home to watch my sister's kids and they haven't stopped running around since. I completely forgot to text you." I ramble out my explanation.

As he was about to speak my nephew ran up behind me grabbing my arm. "Y/n, Amara took the remote and won't put it back. She's trying to buy movies." The nine year old tattled on his younger sister.

"Sorry I have to deal with this, you can come in if you want." I said moving back to the living room and grabbing the remote from my niece's hand. "I will put on a movie and that's what we are gonna watch." I said turning on Frozen, knowing it'll keep the kids attention for at least a little while.

I then remembered Baji was here and turned back to him. "So, we can reschedule or you can chill here with this circus, it's up to you?" I asked.

He paused for a moment before responding. "I can help you watch them, it can't be much different than keeping Chifuyu and Kazutora out of trouble." Baji then sat on the couch next to my niece and started talking with her about the movie.

After finishing both Frozen movies, I got the kids a snack before they decided they wanted to play with some of the toys they keep here. My niece immediately grabbed a brush and butterfly hair clips from her little makeup kit.

She ran up to Baji with the cutest smile before asking her questions."Mister, could I do your hair? It's so pretty, like a princess." She was so sweet but knowing Keisuke isn't a fan of people messing with his hair I was about to tell her to find something else to do, when he spoke first.

"Sure why not. Just don't pull any out, get it." He said picking her up and placing her where she could get to his hair.

After about twenty minutes of My niece doing Baji's hair, she proudly announced she was done. Baji accepted the little hand mirror he was offering inspecting what had become of his hair. "I love it thank you, Amara, it looks wonderful. Don't you agree Y/n?" He asked, turning for me to see.

I held back a laugh as I took in what my niece had done to his hair. The longest part of his hair was in what looked like the best attempt at an Elsa braid my niece's little hands could manage, while there were also different colored butterfly hair clips throughout the braid and his bangs. "It really suits you Kei." I complimented.

At that moment my nephew then grabbed Baji's arm and pulled him to help him play a video game, saying something about it being 'his turn with Baji'. I smiled glad my friend was here to help me with these two.

Eventually the kids decided they wanted to sit at the table and color. Keisuke and I both seemed to space the fact that his hair was still in the messy style my niece had done. We also lost track of time because it was starting to get dark out and a sharp ringing blared through the dining room.

Realizing it was his phone, Keisuke excused himself saying he'd be right back. Only a moment later he walked in and explained he forgot there was a Toman meeting tonight and that the phone call was Chifuyu trying to figure out where he was. After saying goodbye to my niece and nephew he said a final good night and hopped on his bike to the meeting.

P.o.v change to the Toman meeting

As Baji arrived at the shrine he realized his hair was still in the messy braid and full of butterfly clips. He sighed as he decided the best way to prevent him tearing out his hair was to wait till he could take it down when he got home. With one last sigh, he made his way to the meeting ready to deal with the inevitable jokes to come.

"Nice butterflies dude, finally decided to spice up the look for once" Came the slightly teasing voice of Chifuyu as he noticed Baji had arrived.

The brunette just rolled his eyes and shoved the blonde's shoulder. Walking to his place towards the front of the meeting, ignoring all the comments being thrown his way.

When the meeting was dismissed it seemed all of the division captains decided to make their own jokes.

"I like the braid but the butterflies are too much. Maybe try a bow next time dude." Came Kazutora's jest at his best friend.

"Hook me up with your stylist, they did a great job" was shouted by Smiley as he laughed walking away with his twin.

Mikey even made a few comments about the look. But Baji just brushed the comments off, he had a fun afternoon sure it was what he had originally had planned but it was fun. The guys can make all the jokes they want.

#tokyo revengers x reader #x reader #baji keisuke #baji x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers baji #tokrev baji #baji keisuke x reader #gn!reader #fluff

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poetry-protest-pornography · 5 months ago

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Okay, episode 3 part 2, mostly as cried about to @hotasfahrenheit while watching, with random additions.

Part 1 here

I am going to perish. Look at these soft, happy boyfriends? (She says as though she is unaware of the looking kidnapping)

Look at Ming being a competent boyfriend!

Help:

I'm gonna cryyyy

Joe, please stop undervaluing yourself

Ming.

He bought you a present.

The correct response is "thank you"

I TAKE IT BACK, YOU DID GOOD BABY

He is so happy about that watch 😭

Oh, ffs

HE SAID NO YOU FUCK

Mia: I lost it but I was just reading a post earlier where someone was basically like "what if part of what's actually happening is Ming actively choosing Joe over Tong just like he loves that watch, because he doesn't have to have the movie star, he can have the normal guy too" and 😭😭😭

Me: NO LISTEN

"I can like something normal"

While looking at Joe -- who constantly devalues himself and accentuates his normal-guy-ness -- with full heart eyes

Ming doesn't want a political marriage and to run the family business!

He wants a little house and a quiet life that he gets to choose

He wants *Joe*, specifically

And this is him telling Joe that! That even if he's not "special" (lies, Joe is incredible) he is still valuable, and loveable, and Ming still values him (in his fucked up little emotionally repressed gremlin way, BUT HE'S WORKING ON IT!). This is Ming looking at Joe and telling him outright "why can't I like you". The way he's looking at that watch? It's the same way he looks at Joe

Ffs I want to throw myself into traffic

May, no.

Let him say no

No one at this table is happy or comfortable

THEY WERE SO HAPPY A MINUTE AGO 😭 MING WAS GOING TO GIVE JOE THE MUGS 😭

Oh, I hate it so much more when it's Ming saying "stand in" than when someone else says it, and that already hurts my feelings so much

"I didn't know you were so close", bitch, you saw them making out in the bathroom, shut the fuck up

SOL TO THE RESCUE AND MING IS SO MAD ABOUT IT

Sol:

Ming, you already have so, so many problems, baby, please stop gulping down that wine

(I mean, I geddit, Tong sucks, but slow down)

May with the sister superpowers

May explicitly telling Ming that he should be with whoever makes him happy, after the shit show where they had to pretend to not be together is so necessary for Ming, but so ouch for me

He's smiling just *thinking* about Joe, help

Tong 100% knows Ming likes him, and asking him to stay to watch him propose to his sister is so unnecessarily cruel

Ming. You know he doesn't do his own stunts, come onnnn

My poor emotionally bereft baby

Baby, that is the back of the man you love-- like for realsies, not for safe emotionally unavailable reasons-- you should recognize him, but also you should not tear it into little pieces

Joe, put him on the floor in a blanket

Joe I'm so serious

It'll be good for him

Fine, fine, Mr Fancy Pants can get the couch

THE MUGS 😭😭😭

Oh no

The Realization

Ouch ouch ouch

No really, put him on the floor. It's better than he deserves right now

I'm losing my mind about this show

I knew it was going to consume my brain

#my stand in

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the-queen-and-the-king · 15 days ago

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Trick or treats

Summary: Jack wants Emily to go trick or treating with him and his father. She agrees, thinking that it may be the good time to tell something to Aaron.

Characters: Aaron Hotchner, Emily Prentiss and Jack (and JJ made an appearance too)

Contents: There's a tiny bit of angst (because Aaron can be an idiot sometimes) but it's mostly fluffy-ness and idiots in love. ^_^

This text was written for the Hotchniss Spooky Season Challenge organized by @fuckyeahhotchniss ! And the prompt chosen is: "First Halloween".

PS : English is not my mother language so they are necessarily mistakes. Sorry about that.

___

Emily gasped as her cell phone began to vibrate on the coffee table. She was so immersed in the book she'd started the day before that she'd forgotten the world was still spinning. She looked at the screen and discovered that it was Hotch. Had a new investigation just fallen into their laps? She took the call.

“Hello, Prentiss. I hope I don’t bother you?”

“N… no. Go ahead,” she said, putting her book back on the side table.

“In fact, I called you because Jack would like you to come with us to collect candy in the neighborhood next Saturday.”

“Oh! It’s… it’s nice of him. I… I didn’t expect that.”

Absolutely not. It's true that she'd been rubbing shoulders more and more with the father-son duo since the tragedy that brought them together. She'd already grown close to Aaron after his divorce, first because the team was worried about him and they'd taken turns inviting themselves to his place to stop him pondering; then, because she enjoyed being in his presence more than going round in circles in her apartment overlooking the Capitol. Later, she'd pretended to help him in this new role for which he'd been unprepared, before noticing that she might actually be spending more time with them than at home.

“If you have something else planned, I… I’ll explain it to him…”

“No”, she retorted, far too vehemently. “No, I… I haven’t anything planned.”

And even if that had been the case, she would have found a way to cancel. It was an unexpected request, and she was glad he'd made it. She adored the little boy and was delighted to hear that the feeling was mutual. What's more, it meant she'd also be strolling the streets alongside the director, a prospect she was far from displeased with. On a contrary.

“Great! He’s going to be happy.”

She smiled, imagining the little one's ecstatic round face. Then her brain raised a question and her elation subsided.

“Is… is Jessica going to be there?”

“You want her to be there?”

“No, I… I was just asking,” she stammered, caught off guard.

“I'll call her afterwards to see if she's interested.”

Emily winced, realizing she'd probably just made a blunder. She had nothing against the giant's ex-sister-in-law, but if she joined their jaunt, it would change the whole complexion of the evening. But it was too late now, she was going to have to leave it to fate.

“O… okay. Is there… is there anything in particular I’d have to do or contribute?”

“Jack would want us in costume too.”

“Oh!”

This was even less expected, she mused, unsettled.

“Maybe I should have started with that. Sorry.”

“No, no, it's okay,” she said, thinking fast. “I… Well, I'll have to find something to wear.”

“Welcome to the club!”

She laughed, understanding that this addendum to the deal was recent. The two of them would have to find a costume in record time. The next day, she took advantage of her lunch break to browse the various websites dedicated to disguises. Of course, most of the outfits on offer were already sold out. What was left was either hideous or had measurements that were out of the ordinary and therefore wouldn't suit her at all.

“Halloween party in prospect?”

The profiler flinched in her chair, then looked in the direction of JJ, who had appeared behind her back without making a sound.

“No,” she began by denying, before facing the facts that the thumbnails on her screen spoke for her. “Uh… yes. A… I was invited to knock on doors at Halloween.”

“Is this the guy you've been flirting with for a few weeks?”

As the former liaison officer and the BAU analyst tried everything to set her up with someone, she had finally told them that she already had a target in mind. To bring more weight to her lie, she added that they'd been seeing each other for just under a month – in all fairness – and that things were going well between them. To justify the slow process, she had to admit that the man had a child from a previous marriage. She hadn't gone into further detail, fearing that her plan would be revealed. Or that they understood who she was really talking about.

“Yes. In… in fact, it's his son who wants me to come with them.”

“Good for you,” remarked JJ, sitting on the corner of the next desk.

“He wants me and his dad to dress up too.”

“With Halloween just a week away, bad luck!”

“Who are you telling?” she sighed, her thoughts turned upside down. “P… plus, I don’t know how to… what to wear. It has to be in keeping with the Halloween theme without scaring the kid, and I'd like it to be a little sexy for the dad, but not too sexy either, because we'll be surrounded by children. And it’ll be freezing to death.”

The wiry blonde's azure irises swiveled in the direction of the agency head's den – the door was closed as he was on video-conference – then returned to rest on her colleague.

“In my opinion, whatever you put on, the father should appreciate it,” she affirmed with a smirk.

“Stop imagining things,” she growled. “It’s not him. And it doesn’t help.”

“Okay. Give me some room so I can take a look.”

October 31st arrived both far too quickly and far too slowly. Like every time we dreaded as much as we waited for a certain event to happen. Together with JJ, they had come up with a list of three outfits that met all the criteria. In the end, she had bought herself a Maleficent costume – the only one of the trio that still existed in her size – which had undergone a few modifications from the original. While she did have horns on her head and a large black and violet cape twirling with her every move, she also wore a black dress highlighting her entire bust right down to her hips. A huge indentation starting at her thigh then tore through the right side of the fabric, revealing the garment's purple lining. And her legs, should her one-night stand wish to take an interest.

She kept her fingers crossed that this would be the case, even though she knew that most of his attention would be focused on his son. A bit shakily, she knocked on the door and waited for Aaron to open. She heard hurried footsteps behind the slammer, which swung open to reveal the giant and his offspring.

“Emily!” cried the little boy, throwing himself on her.

She received him and returned his hug as best she could, engulfed in that fitted dress. Crouching down to hold the toddler in her arms, the muslin slumped to the ground, revealing much more than she had originally intended. She didn't dare look up to see if the tenant of the premises was peering or if, on the contrary, he was politely averting his gaze.

“You came! It's so cool!” exclaimed Jack, overjoyed. “Your Maleficent costume is so great!”

“Thanks. Let me guess…” - she pretended to think, wrinkling her eyelids. “Luke Skywalker?”

“Yes! And look, I also have a lightsaber!”

He immediately brandished a grey plastic cylinder, from which a multitude of other green nested cylinders sprang. In doing so, he brushed against her nose, and she avoided the impact with a welcome reflex.

“Oh!”

“Easy with that, Jack,” warned his sire, stroking his hair. “Please don't take Emily's eye out.”

“Can we go, now?!” replied the overexcited mini-Jedi.

Children loved Halloween and he was no exception. She smiled as she imagined that he must have been harping on about this evening for days and days.

“Wait. Emily has just arrived,” he noted, before turning his attention to her. “Would you like to come in for a moment? For a drink or… go to the toilet. We are going to be outside for a while.”

“I… I'll gladly take the pit stop.”

He smiled back and stepped aside to let her in. She headed for the bathroom first, before stopping off in the kitchen for a glass of water. As she moved along, she sensed that she was being watched attentively, which didn't displease her in the least. Then she returned to the duo waiting by the door, Jack playing with his father's arm.

“Ready?” asked her Hotch.

“Yes. Let’s go.”

“Yeah!” shouted the toddler, grabbing the handle before anyone else.

The trio left the apartment, headed up the corridor and landed in the street, where many parents were already surrounded by a horde of miniature monsters galloping in all directions. Aaron held his son's hand tightly until they reached a neighborhood where he wouldn't be hit by a car. He then released him, and he rushed towards the first residence in sight, where other motley creatures were already present.

“Jess… Jessica is not coming with us?” she noticed, intrigued.

She had waited to ask the question, imagining that Haley's sister might have joined them further down the road.

“No. She had something else planned for the night.”

“Oh. Good,” she said, trying to conceal her relief at best. “You… What are you dressed as?”

His brown hair was pulled back, plastered with gel, and he wore black pants and a blood-red shirt, over which he had slipped a gold-embroidered sleeveless vest. A long black cape with a high collar completed the ensemble.

“Count Dracula. I'm supposed to wear these too,” he said, showing her a clear plastic denture with prominent canines; “but one, they prevent me from speaking; and two, they hurt my gums.”

“Apologize accepted,” she declared, laughing. “It… it suits you well.”

It even suited him very well. She already knew he wore his suits wonderfully, but this nobler outfit suited him perfectly. Having rubbed shoulders with the cream of society throughout her childhood and a good part of her teenage years, she could see that he looked classier in this get-up than many men who had been born with a silver spoon in their mouths. Which was not his case, for what she knew.

“Given my size, there wasn't much choice,” he clarified, clearly uncomfortable.

“I think you've done very well,” she reassured him, aware that beneath this solid, strict exterior laid an insecure, self-effacing person.

Aaron Hotchner was confident only in his work. As soon as he stepped outside the walls of Quantico and put his tie back in the closet, he revealed a fragility and shyness that touched her heart. She was probably the only one of the team to know him in this way, and she intended to keep this exclusivity to herself.

“You too,” he continued with a discreet smile.

“You think so?”

“Yes.”

“Isn’t that a little too… adult?”

She had hesitated to say “vulgar”, but other disguises would have been even more provocative. However, she couldn't help tugging at the flap of her dress to reduce the opening of the slit that had been cut in it. She wanted to please him, but without coming across as a tease in the process.

“Jack didn’t look shocked to see you.”

“Oh. Phew!” she sighed sincerely.

A silence settled between them, during which they exchanged a long glance. Did her eyes shine as brightly as his? With perfect timing, they turned their attention in another direction. Her cheeks were on fire and her heart leapt violently against her ribs.

“Uh… what… what are we supposed to do?” she resumed, controlling her voice as best she could.

“Walk the streets and make sure Jack doesn't get kidnapped by the first sociopath that comes along. Or don’t steal all the candy from other kids.”

The line of humor brought the smile back to her lips. Her host was the first to say that he wasn't a bit of fun, and she didn't agree with him at all. He possessed a peculiar sense of humor, which she had to guess behind his monotone and neutral expression, but to which she was sensitive.

“Okay.”

“Didn't your mother ever take you trick-or-treating on Halloween?” he bounced, eyebrows furrowed.

“I spent my entire childhood in Europe or in Muslim countries. Halloween doesn’t exist over there.”

It was also one of the reasons why she didn't have the same references as people her age in terms of music, films or TV series that she would normally have heard and seen during her childhood. That said, she was certain that even if this tradition had been present across the Atlantic, her forebearer wouldn't have deigned to accompany her on her quest for treats. She would surely have let one of her employees do it for her. She didn't mention the subject, however, so as not to spoil the evening, which she hoped would be sweet and pleasant.

“Oh. I… I hadn't thought of that,” he apologized, pained. “You… you want to go knocking on doors with Jack?”

She widened her eyelids, unsettled by this suggestion.

“It… it's not just for kids?”

“Yes. But people won't be surprised that we're with him,” he assured her with a smile. “Hold on, I’ll ask him. Jack!”

Several children turned their heads, then immediately ignored them. The only one they were interested in charged towards them, hair blowing in the wind, his Death Star-shaped bucket already full flapping on his hip.

“I got Smarties!” he exclaimed, shaking the rectangular box right in front of them.

“Cool,” commented his father simply. “Would you like Emily to go knocking on doors with you?”

“Yeah! Come on!” he commanded, grabbing her by the hand. “We’re going up there!”

Before she had time to say anything, he dragged her into an adjacent alleyway where more ornate gardens lay before them. She turned her head to Aaron for help, but he just smiled, amused by the situation. She followed the boy as best as possible, her outfit not being ideal for wild cavalcades. Finally, the three of them soon found themselves on a porch, and Jack hastened to ring the bell, clearly proud to be so well surrounded.

They spent the next two hours criss-crossing the town, collecting sweets and congratulations for their costumes. Regularly, people imagined that the pocket Jedi was their son, the agency director's and hers; but neither the toddler nor his sire raised the slightest contradiction. As if the idea satisfied them perfectly. And she quickly admitted that the concept warmed her chest too. She'd never replace Haley – in the sense that she hadn't given birth to the little boy – but the prospect of being by his side to see him become a man suited her just fine. And if, by any chance, he should feel like calling her “Mom”, she wouldn't contradict him. To tell the truth, the thought even brought tears to her eyes.

Nevertheless, she repressed them so they wouldn't be misinterpreted. They had stopped at a street corner to sort out a few technical and logistical problems. Jack's shoelaces had untied, and he didn't want to sit on the floor at the risk of soiling his disguise. The giant naturally knelt down to help him. Immediately afterwards, he transferred part of the evening's booty into a bag he had concealed under his cape, so that the harvest could continue without the kid losing half his profits on the way. Emily watched the duo from a distance, touched to see them so close. Several times she'd heard the colossus support the fact that Jack preferred his aunt to him, but from the way the little one nestled easily in the ex-prosecutor's big arms and looked at him admiringly, she knew it wasn't true.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes,” she replied hastily, snapping back to reality.

“Say it if you're fed up,” he encouraged her, as the skunk bounded away.

“No. It… it’s just that… I wore heels high enough not to step on my dress and...”

“Your feet hurt.”

She would have liked to answer in the negative, as she wanted to prolong this suspended moment as long as possible, but she had overestimated her resistance to pain. Her toes had stopped sending her any signal of their existence, the arch of her foot was throbbing with every step, her heels were being tortured, and her Achilles heels were burning. She preferred not to pay attention to what her knees and calves had to say.

“Yes,” she admitted, lowering her nose.

“We’ll go back home then. Let me explain the issue to Jack.”

“No, no…”

“JACK!” he hailed before she had time to react.

“No, it's all right,” she defended herself, grabbing his forearm. “I assure you. I… I’ll be gritting my teeth.”

He looked at her hand resting on him, then at her. She stepped aside, remembering that he wasn't very tactile. He thought for a moment and proposed:

“… You can also take them off.”

She raised an eyebrow, dumbfounded. Immediately, her brain picked up on the shortcomings of this offer.

“I can pass you my socks,” he went on, very calmly.

“What?”

“You don't want to take your shoes off because you're in tights underneath and you know that walking without shoes will, one, give them away and, two, make you cold,” he unrolled, his eyes turned to an invisible point on the sidewalk. “So, I'm offering to lend you my socks. It'll protect your tights and keep out the cold.”

That was on the list of snags in this plan, along with the fact that without her heels, she was going to look like a garden gnome next to him.

“… But… and you?” she counter-argued awkwardly.

“I'll survive,” he replied at once, a mocking sneer at the corner of his lips.

Jack reappeared in the meantime, his cheeks rosy from the low temperatures and his mad dash.

“What?” he asked, out of breath.

“We pause for a moment. Don't wander off,” he ordered as he sat down on the nearest bench, taking care to slide his cape next to him.

“Why?” continued the little boy, watching him untie his shoelaces.

“Because I don’t want you out of my sight.”

“No, why we do a pause?”

“Because Emily's feet hurt,” he explained as he retrieved his first sock.

“Why?”

“Because she's wearing shoes with high heels, and they're not made for walking for hours on end.”

“Why did you wear high heels?”

The profiler was surprised to be suddenly the Jedi knight's target and was slow to give him an answer.

“To… to be pretty.”

“You don't need high heels to look pretty,” he retorted without a second's hesitation.

Speechless, she turned her gaze back to Aaron, who had already put his shoes back on.

“I agree with him,” said the father quietly.

His tone was one of jest, but she smiled nonetheless, charmed by this unexpected compliment. To hide her blush, she hurried to sit beside him and take off her pumps. Intense relief ran up her leg as she dislodged her feet from these expensive prisons. At that moment, she would have given anything for someone to give her a massage. But this was neither the time nor the place, and she took the black socks her superior handed her. They were much too big for her, but by rolling them up tightly, she managed to find a compromise that would allow her to walk without having to wind them up all the time. By the time she was ready to get back on the road, Jack had already set off again.

“He's adorable,” she declared, as they walked slowly behind him.

“Yes. His mother did a great job.”

Her heart missed a beat. It had been just over a year since Haley's decease, and the circumstances of her death had left an indelible mark on the minds of the unit's members. The tragedy had been even harder for him to digest, but she still noted that there had been more gentleness in this evocation of the young woman than pain. However, he still felt that his actions were nothing compared to what his ex-partner had done.

“I think his father had a bit to do with it too,” she chuckled, setting the record straight.

“I doubt that.”

“Yet it seems to me that long-term memory doesn't kick in until the age of five.”

In other words, what he'd taught him over the past twelve months would shape his character far more than what Haley had once told him. He was kind and affectionate because his mother had taken care of him, that was a fact, but his caring and protective side – which she had already witnessed several times – had only one origin. What Aaron was obviously not ready to admit, as she understood when she caught sight of his discomfort. So as not to embarrass him further, she opted for a lighter reflection.

“He's a bit of a charmer too.”

“It's definitely not from me,” he joked at once.

She was also amused and relieved that she hadn't totally ruined the mood between them. They were now walking side by side on the pavement, Jack riding from one side of the street to the other, freezing only for a handful of seconds to check that they were still following.

“Reassure me, we don't have to come to work tomorrow. Because my feet are a mess, and I don't think a night's sleep is going to fix them.”

Aaron's face had darkened again, though she wasn't sure why. She stopped to question him, and he imitated her reflexively.

“Hotch? I… I’m sorry, I… I didn’t want to say that…”

“No, I'm sorry,” he cut her off, staring at the floor.

“For what?”

“I… I dragged you into this when you surely had better things to do.”

“No, I… I assure you I had no plans for this evening,” she repeated, as sincerely as she could. “I… I'm so glad you invited me.”

He looked up at his son, who was chatting with Mario, Peach, and Mulan. She noted the gleam in his eyes and the reddening of his ears.

“He… he loves you very much.”

She couldn't stop her lips from stretching.

“I love him very much too. And I love spending time with you,” she confessed, her cheeks burning. “With or without a cape.”

He smiled and raised his nose. Their eyes met and a lot happened in that instant. All at once, she had the impression that many unsaid things had been lifted, that the locks on their respective walls had been lifted, and that the same emotion had flowed through them. She brushed her fingertips against his hand, terrified that he might distance himself and push her away. But he agreed to slide his palm into hers. His skin was soft, and a pleasant warmth immediately spread to Emily's arm and then to her whole body.

They were still observing each other, gently caressing each other's dermis blindly. They didn't dare take the final step.

“Dad!” exclaimed a small voice that made them jump. “Can we go to the other street over there?”

They'd narrowly avoided a heart attack but hadn't let go of their partner.

“Y… Yes, of course,” Hotch stammered, unsettled. “We… we are just behind you.”

The boy stormed off again and, without consulting each other, they followed in his footsteps. She was so happy that the truth had finally come out and, above all, that she'd discovered that her feelings were divided. She had her doubts, but the colossus cloaked what he thought and felt in a shell that made it difficult to perceive his feelings. Without this clarification, they would probably have missed out on their story.

“Don’t tell the others.”

“What? That we walked down the street hand in hand?” she quipped, imagining how disappointed JJ and Penelope would be if she told them that she and her lover had settled for that.

“Please,” he retorted, very serious. “I… I don’t want them to imagine things.”

“Like what?” she simpered, aware that her colleagues would imagine a lot more when they learned that she was now a couple.

Except that Aaron was visibly embarrassed by this possibility. He was still holding her hand, but he wasn't looking at her. Which was the opposite of his usual behavior. The head of the BAU stared into people's eyes without blinking; in fact, it was the first thing that struck about him. After a while, you just got used to it, in contrast to his uncharacteristic avoidance.

“That… that I'm going to give you an advantage over them. Or… the reverse,” he explained, hesitating. “And… and if Strauss finds out, I'll be out on the street in no time and... I need this job.”

His irises landed on Jack, then on her. She understood then that he was afraid. Afraid that their relationship would upset the balance of the team. Afraid to have to rebuild what had taken him seven years to build. Afraid to lose his job when he was responsible for a hundred percent of a life. He loved her, he longed for her, but he also feared losing everything by giving in to his emotions. She continued, in the same tone as him:

“Why would you want Strauss to know?”

“Not… not everybody likes to spend time with me. It’s… quite the opposite, generally.”

“Why do you say that?” she questioned, eyebrows furrowed.

“JJ thinks that I’m a bully and Derek hates me. That's already two who wouldn't mind seeing me go.”

She held back from rolling her eyes. Five years earlier, during an investigation, he had demanded that she and her teammates throw his worst flaws in his face in order to prove his theory. He had learned that his liaison officer and the ex-policeman found him, respectively, overbearing, and annoying. At the time, she claimed he was macho because he knowingly left her out. Only Gideon, present, him too, had refrained from comment. And with good reason: even though, as promised, he hadn't held it against them, it was obvious that he'd been hurt and had taken their remark for granted.

“…Okay,” she sighed, releasing his hand to place hers on his chest. “Who do you think you are to us?”

“Your... boss,” he said, suddenly doubtful.

“And… that’s all?”

“Y… yes. Well, I hope to be a little more than that for you, but for the others, yes. What else can I be?”

“A friend,” she replied, as if it were self-evident.

This conversation was knotting her insides. Did he really think he was that different from his men? So far away from them? Did he think they invited him to their parties out of obligation? She wasn't unaware of his lack of self-esteem but hadn't realized it had come to this.

“Who would want to be friends with someone like me?”

“Lots of people,” she said, pained by the implication of this statement. “Starting with those who work under you at Quantico. Including Derek.”

“… Really?” he frowned, confused.

“Yes, really.”

He remained silent, analyzing, and digesting her words without moving. She was convinced of her position. JJ and Morgan hadn't meant to offend him by saying that. The former had only wished to point out that he was sometimes a little too frank with certain people – a trait to which his team was accustomed, but which offended the pride of many of the strangers in their service – while the latter found it hard to accept, at times, that he was not in charge and, indeed, had to obey Hotch's injunctions, however constraining they might be.

But that didn't mean they hated him or wanted him removed, far from it. Everyone respected him and knew they could count on him if anything went wrong. Everyone understood that beneath his icy scowl lay a caring, empathetic, and humble person. He didn't have Garcia's exuberance, Derek's glibness, JJ's sweetness, Dave's ease, or Spencer's knowledge, but that wasn't what mattered to them. It was everything else and, she could bet her entire bank account on it, none of them wanted another chief in his place.

“Trust me on this one,” she continued, grabbing his hands. “You're far from being just a boss to them. And neither of them will say anything to Strauss if they ever find out about us.”

“… Do you believe so?”

“No, I'm sure,” she corrected with a smile. “But you know what?”

“What?”

“We're not going to say anything for the moment because, if we've done nothing more reprehensible than hold hands, I don't want them to interfere in our story in any way.”

“I agree with that,” he nodded.

“Great!”

She felt him relax a bit. Their eyes met once again. She wanted to kiss him and hug him at the same time. Their hands were clasped between the two of them, but it wasn't enough for her. Except that she didn't dare rush things, for fear that he would suddenly back down.

“Would… would you allow me to do something a little more reprehensible?” he finally asked.

She repressed with all her might the urge to smile. Her heart pounded so hard against her sternum that she thought it would break. Was he going to do what she hoped he would?

“… Go on.”

He then let go of her fingers, gently took her face between his palms, and leaned towards her to place his lips on hers. It was a brief moment, but a magical one. She was so happy that she was surprised not to burst into tears. Her eyes burned, but nothing more – which was fine with her, considering how long it had taken her to perfect her make-up.

“Are you all right?” he worried, as she remained motionless.

“… Would… wouldn’t you like to do it again? I didn't have time to decide whether I wanted more or not.”

Aaron burst out laughing but obeyed. He kissed her again and lingered this time. She reacted too, holding back his lips, welcoming his tongue around hers, tasting all these new flavors. With their eyes both closed, they savored the moment, drawing irrevocably closer to each other, until they found themselves in their lover's arms, with no space between them. He eventually released her for questioning:

“… And now?”

“I think that new assessments will be necessary.”

They laughed in unison and pulled away to take each other by the hand, exchanging another kiss in the process. She was already addicted to the taste in his mouth and had the feeling she could ask for more indefinitely without ever getting bored.

“You'll understand that I'm obliged to tell Jack,” raised the father after checking where his offspring was.

The change in tone made her stomach tickle. Now he'd realized that she wasn’t just a subordinate anymore to him. He'd put her in that category of people with whom he was on first-name terms. To tell the truth, he must even have put her in this unique box, just for her. Or rather, just for them. Because that was the way he worked. She would soon be the keeper of confidences he would share with her alone. She would discover facets of him that no one else knew. And this prospect delighted her to no end.

“He knows how to keep a secret?”

“As much as Penelope.”

She laughed, despite the jab he'd just thrown at the analyst. But he was right; the former hacker – like the youngest member of the team – had some difficulty holding her tongue. As long as no life was at stake, it wouldn't take much for her to express what was on her conscience. Emily mused that the toddler was still at that stage of childhood when the filter imposed by society didn't yet exist and they were far too proud to know something an adult didn't to keep it to themselves.

“Okay. So we're going to try and make the most of our quiet and only day.”

They laughed in chorus; all tension having left their bodies. She pulled on his arm so that he leaned towards her and kissed him tenderly, caressing his cheek with her free hand at the same time.

“Of course you can tell him. I… I don’t want to hide from him.”

They were already going to have to pretend they weren't together in the eyes of their mutual friends; she didn't want to push the masquerade that far. Especially since she loved being around the little boy.

“Besides, it shouldn't make much difference to him since you're already in our house all the time.”

“Hey!”

Outraged by this sneak attack, she dug her fingers into his ribs.

“Ouch!” he winced, immediately bending over.

Then she realized what she'd just done.

“Sorry,” she apologized on the spot. “I hit the wrong place?”

“If your aim was to touch my ribs, it’s good. You hit the bull’s-eye.”

Just over a year earlier, a psychopath had stabbed him nine times in the torso. It must have healed since then, but she was convinced that the marks remained more sensitive areas than the rest of his bust. But he proved her wrong by straightening up, then leaning in to kiss her gently.

“Everything's fine,” he said, his big hands warming her cheeks.

She smiled, appeased, and kissed him back.

“…I love you,” she murmured, suddenly shy.

“I love you too,” he declared, gently.

Their lips met again for a long, soft, warm kiss. Then they parted, their fingers intertwined securely, and set off again, shoulder to shoulder. Jack was only a few steps ahead of them, picking up candy that had fallen to the ground. Did he saw them? They'd find out when they talked to him later.

“Jessica really had plans for tonight?” she asked, suddenly curious.

“I don’t know, I didn’t call her.”

She turned her head in his direction, mouth agape. So, all along, he had planned to spend this evening only with her and her son. She smiled.

“You’re a naughty boy, Agent Hotchner.”

“If you only knew, Agent Prentiss.”

They laughed, kissed and continued on their way, arm in arm. Finally, for her who had grown up far from Halloween festivities, October thirty-first would now take on a very special meaning.

___

Those idiots are just so cute together! >_< I think I could re-write their first kiss and first date again and again for ages, because of the clumsiness they shared to express their feelings.

#hotchniss #criminal minds #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x emily prentiss #emily prentiss #criminal minds fanfiction #hotchniss fanfiction #hotch #jack hotchner #halloween #hotchnissspookyseasonchallenge

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teecupangel · 2 years ago

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I'm looking at all the "Desmond's sad familial situation" posts here and... Let's fix it a bit, shall we? I mean, insomuch as it's possible in AC 'verse. Potential parental figures for Desmond (cause Isu bullshit, Sage bullshit, time travel shenenigans, etc): Hades, Aita, Sigurd, Hytham, Machiavelli, Shay Cormac

Me at seeing Hades and Aita on the list: ……… yeeaaahhh, they’d probably be better fathers than William Miles.

So let’s tackle each one and see how we can set them up:

Hades:

Hades in AC Odyssey is a dick BUT he does love Persephone. (Persephone though… that’s another story). So, in this setup, let’s say Desmond is Hades and Persephone’s child. Now, they’re commonly known to have two children: Zagreus and Melinoë.

Zagreus would be fun because there are records that state he isn’t Hades’ son but Zeus’ (Tinia) (Melinoë too but that’s because the Orphics believe that Zeus and Hades are the same god). And his death was orchestrated by Hera (Juno) where he was torn to pieces but Athena (Minerva) managed to save his heart which he gave to Zeus. From that heart, Dionysus was born. A little bit of AC Isu-ness sprinkled in this story and we will have an easy “Desmond is actually the Sage of Zagreus” setup instead. Juno had Zagreus killed because Tinia was planning to have Zagreus join them as part of the Capitoline Triad and Juno assumed she was going to be kicked out, not realizing that Tinia’s plan was for him to step down and let Zagreus take over his projects. Minerva (his aunt/half-sister) managed to save his ‘heart’, putting him in a prototype version of the ‘Mead’ and that’s how she changed course in terms of preparing for the Solar Flare. In this scenario, we can also add that Desmond’s main three ancestors (and Edward as well since he died before his grandson was born) were the Sages of Zagreus.

For Melinoë, there are a lot of similarities between her and Hecate. In this setup, Desmond was reborn as Melinoë and she’s Hades and Persephone’s daughter. To make it more interesting, Hades isn’t sure if she’s really his daughter as there are rumors that she might be Zeus’ daughter instead. Because of this, Hades is distant but gives her anything she wants. Persephone doesn’t like her and ignores her so the one person who is actually her usual companion is Hecate. This will setup a more ‘caring aunt that may have an agenda of her own’ Hecate and Desmond/Melinoë relationship.

Another child that is supposed Hades’ (and Persephone’s according to the Orphics) is Macaria. Not much is known to Macaria other than she’s associated with ‘blessed death’ so this is the setup where Hades will be the doting father to her either because he’s sure she’s his daughter or maybe because she looks a lot like Persephone. She can have whatever she wants and can do whatever she wants as long as she does not leave the Underworld.

Regardless of which child Desmond is reborn as, the main plot could probably be: leave the Underworld to find his ancestors who should be in Elysium, maybe pretend to be visiting dear sweet mother.

Aita:

We’re basing this on the idea of him being Aita and Juno’s biological son which we have covered here.

For all the less than savory (to put it mildly) things Juno and Aita have done, they still loved their son as much as an Isu can love their offspring because he’s a product of their love.

So they would definitely spoil him and, really, the only real problem they have with their son is that he tends to be nice to the slaves.

All the while, Desmond is so, so confused by what’s happening and he’s trying to pretend to be a dutiful son because he doesn’t want Juno and Aita to realize something is wrong but this also means that he’s kinda, sorta, enjoying all the affection? It’s a really, really strange complicated feeling, that’s for damn sure.

Sigurd:

Desmond is Sigurd and Randvi’s son that was born after Sigurd left to raid the lands east of their home. He’s really Sigurd’s son and no one disputes that. He would grow up being cared for and loved by the clan, especially Eivor who is both just happy to be with her nephew and also wants Desmond to not feel the loneliness she felt when her parents died.

Then Sigurd returned from his 2-year voyage and he starts spoiling him to make up for the 2 years he had been gone. Desmond both loved and is embarrassed by the attention. He keeps staring at Basim and Hytham because ‘hidden blades! Holy shit, hidden blades! What the fuck!!!’ and everyone assumed that he’s fascinated by them.

Insert a bit of Basim being fatherly with Desmond because he reminds him of his son (and yes, we can overly complicate this and add more soap opera level drama by making Desmond be Fenrir’s Sage as well if you like)

Desmond growing up in Ravensthorpe and being a regular visitor to the Hidden One bureau which will give us big brother!Hytham moments.

Of course, this is Sigurd, and Dag and Basim exist so this will also have Dag telling Sigurd that Eivor is trying to replace him as Desmond’s parent (which is bullshit) and Basim is also being a bit creepy with him because what better way to take his vengeance than to make Sigurd (who he believes is Odin) feel the same pain of losing a cherished son?

Hytham:

Soooo… my EivorxHytham heart wants to make Desmond their child but a more reasonable/believable idea would be that Desmond was born after Eivor left for Vinland for Odin knows why (seriously, fuck you, last chapter) and Desmond’s mother is… let’s say an NPC we’re going to kill during childbirth. XD

This would be more about Desmond growing up as the son of a mentor (red flag right there) and having him compare Hytham to William Miles a lot. Hytham being a single father would also force him to take care of Desmond as much as he can but he will have the support of his acolytes and Assassins.

Desmond would grow up in Ravensthorpe during the changing time in England. But, more importantly, he will grow up in an environment so similar to the Farm but different in all the right ways as well.

If you want to add Eivor in this, Desmond could end up going to Vinland, not to find Eivor but to go to the Grand Temple. Maybe have Eivor see him and go “Hytham?” and they start to become close the longer Desmond stays in Vinland.

Machiavelli:

Well, according to the internet, he did have a lot of children and it seems like none of them are mentioned in his Wikipedia page? I had to get their names from this site

Since Machiavelli married Marietta Corsini in 1502 (no month), the earliest Desmond could be born is on late 1502 (December 21, 1502 perhaps? Hahahaha).

This would mean Desmond would be born during Borgia rule in Roma and be stuck in Firenze which… okay, he understands he can’t do anything to help since he’s a goddamn baby but still… he wants to be with Ezio.

Machiavelli would be strict, especially with Desmond who will be his oldest son. He would also know something is strange about him, especially once Desmond shows his skills even at such a young age.

Also, making Desmond be born around 1502~1503 means he would be too young to accompany Ezio in Constantinople which gives us the excuse of making this Machiavelli-centric instead of, well, Desmond running away as soon as he can to be with Ezio because he’s dumb like that. XD

Shay:

…. We have the perfect storm to make this the angstiest fic we can make by ensuring Desmond is born after Shay becomes a Templar. To be more specific, Desmond is born around the same time as Arno.

And the day Shay kills Charles Dorian, Arno, and Élise had another playmate: Desmond (who just wanted to relax near the tables full of food but Élise is a persistent little girl and Desmond doesn’t really want to be mean to a girl)

Desmond grew up thinking Shay is a wandering Assassin. He definitely looked the part. So when he learned that Shay is actually a Templar, he’s torn. He loves him as a father but, at the same time, he knows that Shay believes in the Templar cause and… He can’t. He just… he can’t.

So runs away once more.

To Ratonhnhaké:ton.

Of course, there’s a lot of eyes on him, thinking this may be a trap or that he’s planning something but Ratonhnhaké:ton accept him. There’s something about him that just… makes Ratonhnhaké:ton trust him.

So, in this scenario, Desmond does have a happy childhood with Shay but he still chooses to be with Ratonhnhaké:ton because, well, Shay being a Templar is a red flag.

Then Ratonhnhaké:ton received a letter from the Parisian Brotherhood requesting his aid because Shay Cormac has taken over the Parisian Rites after the death of its two last Grand Masters.

Desmond joins Ratonhnhaké:ton because he can’t leave Ratonhnhaké:ton’s side and ends up meeting Arno has been become a Master Assassin and have returned from his self-imposed exile after the death of the love of his life.

And Arno remembers Desmond being the child they played with when his father was killed. He and Arno are around the same age so they get paired up for missions a lot and this ends up making things more complicated when Arno later finds out that Desmond is Shay Cormac’s son, the son of the man who killed his father.

Then there’s Shay who thinks Desmond has been misled by the Assasins and is trying to get him back.

Add in the drama and the slap on the face on Shay’s part once he realized that Desmond is loyal to the man who killed Haytham Kenway.

And we have… one of the most convoluted soap opera drama level fic idea… at the moment...

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thefallenangelsgang · 1 year ago

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FALLOUT 4 HEADCANON MASTERPOST

two and a half years ago (👀) I posted a list of headcanons right around when I started playing around with the ideas in my fallout WIP

I've decided they ( 1 + 2 ) need to be updated and added to especially after Death Shroud gave me so many great ideas/things I want to steal. Added break to save you dash my loves <3

I will keep adding to this lmao

SECTIONS:

Post #1 Revisions

Post #2 Revisions

Death Shroud Stuff I'm Kidnapping

Misc Stuff From Asks, Mods, and My Brain (AKA THE LONGEST SECTION)

From #1 (Link Here)

We are keeping chair bound Murphy

I may or may not be recanting my gangly tall 'n thin Hancock HC. I oscillate wildly between wanting him to be Eldritch God™ tall and "gimme uppies! :3" short. He may end up being both. His height will be whatever is funniest for the bit.

oh yeah Sarah Lyons got merc-ed B)

We are still kicking with Kellogg in Nicky's skull but with the added angsty-ness brought in by Death Shroud. Oh the plot! Oh how it hurts so good! Kellogg wanting to find someway to punish the SoleSu(s) and Nick for picking through his memories? Ugh! Give me it all.

We are cutting Billy and the Fridge. I don't want to deal with the nightmare plot holes it will bring up and Quincy will already have enough BS. Plus the more I think about it the less I like the whole quest and its placement. Fuck! Maybe he'll be referenced in Publick Occurrences? I don't care! We're loosey goosey bay-be!

- 10. can stay. I have no issues with them and nothing funny to add

From #2 (Link Here)

Now I can bring up my beloved Vault-Tec Rep. Him in the Death Shroud? Perfect. Beautiful. Stunning. I no longer have to call him Paul Eiding as a very direct nod to his VO. Our Beloved David Dwecker is married to Sheffield and they have a house in Sanctuary filled with Nuka-Cola memorabilia (for Sheffield) and collectable plates (the kind grandmothers display for our lovely Rep). They have a little sitting area set up in the carport where they hangout, smoke, and dance together to Diamond City Radio. I need this for my mental health okay?

Shaun being Autistic is something I really want to explore. I truly forget who I first saw say this but it is not an original idea by any means. I also think the poor thing would have some level of trauma from everything so exploring that is gonna be fun! (no it will not oh my god I'm going to dredge up all my childhood issues.)

OHHHH CHRISTMAS. YULETIDE. FEAST OF ST. NICHOLAS. I find the "Seth Patrick" bit SO funny in Death Shroud so that is staying but also I feel like the feast of St. Nicholas got jokingly flipped into a celebration of Nick Valentine (Same with Valentine's Day) and people are beginning to forget the correct version. Nick tolerates it with an eye roll and a wry joke about people needing to read their history books but secretly finds the whole thing funny. Ellie has a santa suit for Nick to don during "his" holiday. Also the school children in Diamond City send Nick "Valentines" on valentines day and he displays them on his corkboard.

Music. My god the Johnny Guitar bit had me by the throat during Death Shroud. Expand those music libraries! Before you know it I'm gonna give Travis a rolling ladder attached to bookcases upon bookcases of records and holotapes. I want to hear people complain about how many Andrews Sisters records survived and God why won't Travis stop playing them!

The Flavor of Goodneighbor needs to be so complex. Like a good pasta sauce. I better be so overcome by the layers and smells and textures. Better Goodneighbor and Better Third Rail are really good starts but I'm expanding the shit out of both of them I think. I want to feel like Goodneighbor truly is dangerous to be in. Being able to cross most of the town in one sprint burst isn't cutting it Bethany Esda! Make it truly baffling how Hancock knows so much about the happenings in his town.

- 8. are about the BoS and I stand by them. You will get to meet my Lone Wanderer and learn about the hierarchies a little better. I redesigned the Orders and added one I think? I have to re-sort those notes lmao. Also the piloting thing is like MAJORLY important to me because the frequency of vertibird crashes in game pissed me off to no end.

From Death Shroud (@chadfallout76podcast THANK YOU)

Danse is just... Like That now. I can't wait to explore his character before and after Blind Betrayal especially because he will not be leaving the Brotherhood and he will still be Like That. [spoiler warning ;) for my story lol] I can't wait for the beautiful moments that will be born of it.

I actually kind of love some of the plot points in Death Shroud like the Mob Family wars? Staying 100%. Same with Ma and Boss Lombardo and some of the other families.

As is Charlie but I refuse to let him die. I got very attached to Charlie and his death was so perfect but this time he gets to stay alive dammit.

Magnolia sending Magnolia flowers with her letters? Genius

Vault-Tec Rep (David my beloved) being the saddest, wettest cat of a man imaginable when he's in Goodneighbor? Also fucking genius.

"Fish-lips" Malone being part of the same family as Skinny has me so excited for more mob family bullshit.

Ruffino's and the Black Rose is being transplanted somewhere and maybe might be near the Combat Zone. New den of sin anyone?

Obviously I'm not going to attempt to pull apart the fabric of reality in-canon but my god Death Shroud was fun <3

Some new Misc HCs

Diamond City is bigger and more populated, kind of in the same vein as the Goodneighbor HC. I haven't found a mod layout I like so I might end up redesigning it (Please kill me)

This is an old one from an ask! Hancock will help work the bar at the Third Rail occasionally. He's a notorious show off and his cocktails are mainly just straight liquor but he entertains the hell out of people when he dives over the bar to take orders and bother Whitechapel Charlie. There are major losses on nights he bartends due to the fact he forgets (sometimes purposefully) to take payment. Regulars know to put the cash in the tip jar so Whitechapel can collect it at the end of the night.

Another thing I'm keeping from an ancient ask, Danse wants kids. Badly. And the crushing blow of being sterile really fucks with him for a while. but he eventually comes to terms with it. He's also still touchy (as in he's always touching his partner) per that ask because I think that's cute.

I'm just going through old asks now lmao. Nick and Ellie dance together like the true father-daughter pair they are

I forgot who drew this but I once saw someone pair Sturges and Ellie together and that is the cutest damn thing so it stays.

MacReady got the Lone Wanderer's Grognak magazine as a gift for letting them into Little Lamplight and it's one of his prized possessions.

Macready and the Lone Wanderer's reunion is very cute my dudes.

More general slice of life stuff like fishing on the mainland and boats, more things to do in general, transportation, cool amputees, and other shit listed in this post I reblogged YEARS ago

OH Travis and Scarlett get married <3

Danny Sullivan skips town after taking the fun way down from the mayor's office and travels with some cross country caravans before coming back to work in Diamond City. YES HE LIVES!

Holy fuck i forgot I had this mod but the Institute projects the sky up on their ugly concrete dome because this mod fucks hard

Just the general vibe of raiders employing children and stringing more dead mutilated bodies about. There are mods for that and let me tell you they make the raider camps horrifying. No I will not be linking them. But they are available on Nexus should you want them.

Okay I'm changing the layout of everything apparently: Including but not limited to the Railroad HQ, The Prydwen, Vault 111, etc. Fuck game design I guess lmao. I like XFreakish's Railroad Redone and NordKitten's A Sensible Prydwen Overhaul for in game and basically plan to build off of them.

The asks: Hancock bartending, Danse wanting kids and being into physical affection, Nick and Ellie Dancing + MacReady and the LW's Grognak (same ask)

#fallout 4 #fo4 #fo4 headcanons #headcanons #fo4 headcanon #death shroud #nick valentine #john hancock #paladin danse #fo4 companions #rj maccready #sole survivor #Jericho Writes

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