#babygirl….. my cure for everything….

[2sw]

Truce?

Supernatural S1E17 Hell House

[meteorblazes]

funeral? more like funer-L hahaa. i apolocheese

[eddiesxangel]

Babydoll| Dom!Eddie

Cw: porn with a slight plot, daddy kink, mechanic!Eddie, dom Eddie/sub reader relationship, reader referred to with pet names (babydoll, babygirl) oral (f receiving), lots of dirty talk, p in v, eddie and reader are in their mid 20’s

Summary: You're having a hard week, and your bf knows just the cure.

wc:2.2.k

This week has been challenging. Work had been a nightmare; you had been running around like a chicken with its head cut off. You were drained physically, mentally, and emotionally; you were exhausted. So when you get home to see your man, Eddie, on the couch after work, already cleaned up from the grime and oil he has to endure, you can’t help but crawl into his lap.

You tell him you didn’t have time to breathe these past four days. You told him that everyone needed you then and there and that you didn’t even have time to finish your regular duties. You were at your breaking point…he could see it on your face when you walked through the door.

Eddie knew what he had to do. He had to take control. He usually does, but when you’re in dire need, such as this week, he had to help you relax. He had to help you forget about everything and anything. You needed to have your mind numbed, and he knew just how to get you into that space.

“I’m sorry, baby girl, you should have told me earlier in the week. You know you can always talk to me.” Eddie caressed the back of your head before wrapping his arms around you in a protective hug.

“I know,” you sniffled, “but I didn’t wanna burden you; you’ve been so busy at the shop, and I didn’t want my stress being your stress,” you stressed. This was the problem: you didn’t know how to dump all of your stuff onto others healthily. You usually held it in until you exploded. Usually, you exploded alone in your room, but being with Eddie seemed to make everything better. He made everything better.

“No. None of that. You need to know when you can come to your Daddy, okay?” Eddie pulled back to tilt your chin up and look you in the eyes.

“Oh,” your voice stammered as your stomach did a backflip. So that’s how tonight was going to go.

“Now, be a good girl and sit up.” You obeyed and wrapped one leg over his waist so you could be straddling him.

“There she is, there is, my pretty girl.” You still blush at his praises, even after all this time.

Eddie reached out to tuck a stray hair behind your ear. “You want me to make you feel good, baby?” He cooed.

You slightly nod your head. God you needed to let go, to no longer have control. You trusted Eddie with every fibre of your being.

“Words babydoll.

“Yes, Daddy."

“Good girl.” He traced your cheek with his rough calloused fingers. Before placing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

You could still smell a hit of motor oil permanently attached to his scent, but you didn’t mind. It’s what made him your Eddie.

You leaned your head into his touch; he was so gentle, but you knew it wouldn’t last long. Not when you two played like this.

You watched as Eddie tilted his head so his lips could reach yours. A soft and gentle kiss at first, nothing but PG 13. That was until a small moan left your lips. You wanted and needed more. Your hips were on autopilot as you started grinding back and forth in his lap. His rough jeans felt so nice under your clothed pussy, the friction was just right, especially with his hardening cock coming to life under you.

“Take what you need. Tonight it’s all about you. Take what's yours.” Eddie whispered even though it was only the two of you in the apartment unit. His big hands gripped each cheek of your ass and helped guide you. Your pussy wax throbbing, getting wetter with each of his words.

“Daddy, I want more.” You let out a shaky breath. Yes the jeans were nice but they would never satisfy.

“What does my baby need?” He cocked his head.

“You”

“My, what? Baby girl, use your words.”

“Your everything, Daddy.”

Eddie didn’t push any further. Tonight, he knew you couldn’t take the constant pestering for specifics he usually puts you through.

“Okay, baby, I’m here. Your Daddy’s got you.” With that, he stood with you still wrapped around his waist and carried you into the bedroom. When you first started going out, you were so scared you were too heavy for him, but then he reminded you he lifted tires that weigh hundreds of pounds for a living. So the way Eddie was carrying you now didn't seem to phase him.

He placed you down so you stood on your own two feet and let you know he was going to undress you. Once you were entirely naked, he gently laid you down on the bed.

“There you go sweetheart, all you have to do is lay there and look pretty.” The way you were looking at Eddie made his cock stand up even more than it had been when you were on the couch. He couldn't wait to have his way with you. He was so excited to play with you.

Your delicate hand slowly trailed down your body, but Eddie pushed it out of the way before it reached its destination. “Not too fast, sweetheart, this is my pussy, and you know I don’t like to share.” He tutted.

“M’sorry, Daddy.”

“I’m going to let it slide this time, but don’t get used to it.” His tone was stern, you knew he wasn’t fucking around tonight.

“Yes, Daddy.” You bite your lip. You were starting to completely forget about the troubles you had faced merely an hour ago.

“Good girl,” Eddie spoke as he stripped. “Now, where to start first?”

You knew he wasn’t asking you, it was a rhetorical question, but you so wanted to tell him your pussy. Your clit was screaming at you; you could feel your heartbeat down there at this point.

“Please!” you whine.

“Patients darling.”

You pout at his words. You needed him, he knew how badly you needed him. You could feel your arousal seeping out of you as it trailed down your inter thighs.

“I need you now.” You spread your legs ever wider to prove how needy your pussy had gotten for him, so he could see everything.

“Fuck baby, you’re killing me.” Eddie groaned and dove head-first into your pussy. You let out a sigh of relief when his soft warm lips come into contact with your pussy lips. His hands reached up, never forgetting about your breasts. He teased and tugged at each nipple sending a ripple of pleasure through your body.

“You’re always so sweet for me, aren't you, babydoll?” He moved his free hand to stroke your clit with his index finger as he spoke. “Who’s this pussy belong to?��

“Yes, Daddy, only you.” It was so meek, but he still heard it in the silence of the bedroom.

“Good.” Eddie dove back in. His mouth attacked your clit until you were seeing starts. His tongue wrapped around your clit and pussy lips before lapping into your drenched hole. You gripped his hair as your body went into autopilot again. Your brain was finally shutting off completely; you forgot about everything and anything that wasn't Eddie. All you could focus one was the feeling of pleasure building inside of you as you ride Eddie’s face.

“You’re doing so good for me." He praised. "I want you to come on my mouth before you get to come on my cock a few times…. How does that sound?”

“Mmmmhmmpf,” you managed to nod your head, and your hips continued to grind Eddie’s face. You used his mouth to get off and you finally exploded. That’s all you wanted was to feel good, and Eddie always gave that to you.

“I'm coming!” You cried before yelling out Eddie’s name.

“Good girl.” Eddie kissed your clit once before giving your clit a slight slap making your body jerk, continuing to ride out your first orgasm.

"You want to make Daddy feel good now, don't you?” He asked, and you nodded your head dumbly. You needed to have him feel good and you did, you would give him the world if he asked. “That's it, there's my good girl." He smirked as he sat up to align his angry red cock at your gooey entrance.

“You ready for me?” He asked permission like he always does. And you nodded like you always do, as if you would say no? But if you ever did you knew Eddie would roll right off and cuddle you the rest of the night.

“Words, baby, I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes I want you to fuck me, Daddy!” you answered.

Eddie could see your eyes were glazed over with lust. He knew he had you in his favourite place. Cock drunk and needy... just for him.

"Daddy is going to fill your pretty little pussy right to the brim and then keep fucking you until you can’t think anymore, that okay with you baby girl?"

“Okay, Daddy.” You let out a shaky breath in anticipation. His words make your pussy flutter once again. His mouth always made you wet in more ways than one.

Eddie took his cock by the shaft and slapped your very sensitive clit a few times with the head before he ran it up and down your slit a few times to collect your slick so he could slip in smoothly but you still winced at the size of him.

"I know, baby girl, Daddy's cock is so big, but you can take it."

“I can.” You countered back.

“That’s what I like to hear.” He is cock slid in without any hesitation. He made it to the hilt, and you finally felt complete. Like a missing piece of you was found.

Eddie slowly pulled back before slowly pumping back into you, gaining speed with each delicious pump. He watched as his thick long cock disappeared inside of you.

“You feel that babydoll? I’m so deep inside you I can see it in your stomach.” He pressed a hand down onto your lower stomach, and you let out a long, drawn out moan.

“Oh god! Fuck right there!” It was like a bolt of lightning ran through you.

“Ohhh oh, oh yes! That’s it squeeze my cock, you’re going to milk me so good” His eyes squeezed shut, trying not to cum until you’ve had your fair share.

“Please I’m so close!” The feeling inside you quickly built back up.

“I know, baby. Let go for me.” His hand trailed down to your overly swollen clit. He rubbed quick little circles until he felt your walls clamp down on him. Your body was washed over with another wave of pleasure.

“God you squeeze me so good” he gritted through his teeth. Again refusing to cum until he gave you one more. Eddie pulled out before he could bust inside of you too soon. You let out a cry at the loss of Eddie’s contact. Eddie could see your tight hole closing in on its wild again as he pulled out.

The loss of contact didn’t last long as his thick fingers replaced his cock. He watched intently as his fingers stretched you out once again. They swam in your slick before he brought them to your lips.

“Taste how sweet you are, babydoll.” He grabbed your jaw to open your mouth and slipped his fingers inside of your mouth. You could taste the mix of you and Eddie on your tongue.

“God, you have the prettiest lips. Can’t wait until they are wrapped around my cock later.” You swirled your tongue around his fingers and hummed. Eddie’s eyes were full of lust as he observed you. You were lost in your own lust, all fucked out and needy. You hardly were processing Eddie’s words.

"Now baby, you're gonna take all of Daddy's cum, and then we are going to make sure it stays in there all night long. Okay? Gotta breed this pussy so good so everyone knows who you belong to.”

“Yes, Daddy,” you moaned in a daze. The thought of Eddie filling you made your head spin. Having a part of him growing inside you, god, you needed it more than air to breathe.

Eddie doesn’t hesitate to manhandle you and flip you over into all fours, and you let out an oomph before you feel his strong hands grip each hip. Your body feels like it’s on fire as his thick cock slams back into your wanton pussy. He then gabs both of your hands and holds them behind your back as your chest falls onto the plush bedding. And then he rides you. He fucks into like there will be no tomorrow.

“Fuckin’ love this needed little pussy, love it so much.” Eddie slammed into you between each word. “Love it ever better when it’s been bread with my cum.”

“Yes!

“You going to let me own this body?”

“Yes, Daddy, please!” You cried. His cock was grazing your G spot with each pump. Having eddies cock stretch and pump into you never failed to make you moan.

“Show me what’s mine baby, yea that’s it arch your back for me.” Eddie loved you in this position because it was when you were the most obedient. You were so playable you would do almost anything he asked of you when he had you bend over like this. It was also when you were the loudest without realizing it. All fucked out and cock drunk, not aware of your noises.

“Oh fuck, scream my name! Let everyone know who owns this pussy!” He cheered as he slapped your ass.

“Daddy!!” You scream because your throbbing pussy can’t take anymore. Your third orgasm is washing over you before you know what is happening. Your whole body felt like it was on fire but like you were also floating simultaneously.

Finally, Eddie can breed your pussy. “Gunna fills this pussy” Eddie lets out a loud grunt as he cums inside you. His cock twitches inside of you, releasing his hot sticky cum inside.

Eddie pumps his cock two more times, making sure it stays inside of you before he pulls out.

Your limp body is flopped on the bed, and Eddie pulls you into his chest.

“Thank you, baby,” you whispered as you returned to reality.

“I’ll always be here for you, baby girl.” He kisses you sweetly before you spend the rest of the evening in bed.

Tagging those who showed interest😈 @take-everything-you-can @reidsbtch @itsfreakingbats @lofaewrites

[moltensmusings]

I follow some people who talk about baldurs gate 3, and the way the fandom almost largely goes out of its way to babygirl everything astarion does while refusing to give the same leniency to the far less evil characters is baffling.

I feel like Gale, Wyll, and Lae'zel are the ones who often make this the most clear. Under the cut.

Whether it's because of the glitch pre console release or just a general refusal to engage with his story, people like to paint this picture of Gale being some Narcissistic abuser who is only ever power hungry. I've seen people try and justify mystra's actions. Now even if Gale was a young adult when Mystra came to him, Mystra is his goddess. She's in charge of the weave. She had so much more power over him, student/teacher and boss/underling relationships are so looked down upon because of that inherent power imbalance. And I think there's also an implication that this is relatively normal for all versions of mystra to do to younger men.

Elminster isn't free of criticism because he actively brought a young Gale to be groomed into becoming a pawn for Mystra. Gale gets discarded by mystra for his seeming ambition and wants to move on, but is also still desperate to please her in anyway he can, and she tells him to kill himself. I don't understand how people go through his plotline and see him believing the only way he's useful is dead and then just assume he's just power hungry. Is he a bit full if himself? Yes. He's a wizard. They're like that. But he's not the worst person in the world, and he's definitely not the one people should claim as the abuser in his relationship with Mystra.

People call Wyll boring, some paint this idea of him being holier than thou/looking down on everyone around him. Since he was 17 Wyll has given his whole life to protecting people and trying to be a hero. He's self sacrificial, thrown out by his father for making a pact he only made to save the city he adores. Wyll talks so much about baldurs gate. He wants to return.

Wyll has his body altered unwillingly for doing the right thing and yet he never once regrets it. He's made into a devil, the creatures so many of the npcs and companions loathe, for his kindness. He's constantly tricked and mocked by Mizora who we know from the game was sent by Zariel to corrupt a good hearted person. Even still, Wyll is a kind and honest man. He's charming and a bit cheesy but that's fine. Wyll can be incredibly self sacrificial and stubborn in his morals, but if you're running around doing mean things to impress Astarion, you can't blame Wyll for not liking your character and judging you. He's a hero of the people, of course he'd stand with them. We also need to remember he got so heavily redone that he has barely 6 hours of in-game content now. Which is abysmal compared to everyone else.

Lae'zel was raised by a cult, a cult that spans all her people where they're taught to bow and serve a lich queen who promises them glory if they're good enough. She can be harsh and unfriendly, but we need to remember she's the one most aware of what the tadpole can do and with that in mind we know she's very desperate to get things done and cure herself. Next to astarion she's the most evil aligned origins companion, and even still so much of that is due to being brainwashed into a certain belief.

Lae'zel in canon is the youngest companion, very early 20s and it often shows. She's a skilled warrior who doesn't see the need for statements that are already obvious. She's been beaten into shape and filled with ideas that unless she's perfect as the creche commands then she is worthless. She's scared and alone in act 1 with people who most likely don't care about it the same way she does. Lae'zel is imperfect like all the other companions, but if you're willing to accept that astarion is soft under all his bluster, why can't you do the same for Lae'zel?

I don't hate Astarion, I liked him a lot my first playthrough, he was my main romance. But the way the fandom ignores that he's definitely evil in act 1 and 2 because "I just don't see him that way", how people act like he's the only character in the cast who was abused when abuse and the cycles of it are the main theme of the game, how people willfully misunderstand his ascension ending and paint it as his good one when the writers state repeatedly it's not, the way the fandom will insult and demean other characters for jabbing at astarion's trauma but applaud him when he does the same exact thing, when they ignored his racism towards gnomes and gur (which is anti Romani racism repackaged). There's also a chance that in his time, Astarion was a corrupt politician, something making his death more complicated but also adding interest to it that a lot of his fans want to ignore to make him pure.

Astarion isn't perfect, none of the companions are. And they're not supposed to be. But his special treatment by fans is becoming so incredibly tiresome to see.

[magical-characters-tourney]

Magical Boy Tournament: Round 5

Entrant Propaganda:

Superman

Link to his magical boy transformation: https://twitter.com/DCOfficial/status/1677029743005245440?s=20

He's so cute. I have never been into dc comics or superman but this version of him took the "softboy adapts to city life while fighting crime" story and made it so anime coded. You know what I mean.

he's so sweet and adorable and he cares so much about people 🥺 I have to vote for him

HIS POWERS LITERALLY GET STRRONGER BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH HE CARES WHEN THE VILLAINS PLANS BACKFIRE AND THEY GET HURT HE ALWAYS TRIES TO HELP THEM

I went with Clark because he deserves to be in the magical girl club || hes enough of a sweetheart to embody the magical girl spirit

his transformation was inspired by Minami Kaidou (Cure Mermaid)

Qifrey

Wise man who teaches four girls magic and also deals with literally everything

Qifrey is too much of a warcrime babygirl

[ananxiousgenz]

(I LIED, one more part! It will come tomorrow!)

4/5

John awoke with a start. Sitting up as the panic of his dream—- Nightmare—- Began to fade. His heavy breathing slowed, and his grip on the yellow bandana loosened. He swallowed, dropping his head into his hand, as his shoulders slumped.

It was a familiar nightmare. Fire, brimstone, and the overlapping voices of every preacher from his childhood. Blood of people who was once a friends spattering church floors and walls. Nothing John hadn’t dramed of before, but it all felt particularly visceral this time.

John wiped his hand down his face. He knew he was punishing himself for the day before.

It was the only explanation for the intensity.

He looked up. The sky was pale with morning light. There was no clouds in the sky, and already John could feel the day would be warmer. The last chill of winter finally thawing out.

John watched the peaceful scene around him. Birds were starting to chirp. The river was slow. Everything looked pale with dew. His gaze fell slowly on Arthur. Feeling calmer, as he watched his friend.

A growl twisted unexpectedly at John’s stomach.

He pocketed the yellow bandana, and pulled the wrapped food out of his bag. John got up quietly, careful not to startle Akke, or Arthur’s horse. Or wake Arthur.

John relieved himself in a bush, and found a quiet rock away from their camp. He chewed the last few pieces of cured meat, and bit the cheese into little cubes with his teeth. He was absently nibbling at the stale bread as light began to make the dew shimmer on the bushes and tall grass.

Despite not sleeping long, and John knowing it was a fitful, restless sleep. John felt clearer headed than he had the day before. He still felt… Conflicted. Arthur affected him in ways that John had only just begun to comprehend.

John stared out over the river, ripples barely visible on its surface. Knowing he had to make a decision about Arthur Lester.

Arthur was awake as John came back into their camp.

“John?” Arthur asked, his hand hovering over his hip, where his gun holster sat.

“Calm down, its me,” John couldn’t fight the slight smile that tugged at his lips at the thought of Arthur shooting him just because he hadn’t properly announced himself.

Seemed only fair after putting Arthur down a hole.

“Ah, good,” Arthur nodded, but he continued to stare in John’s direction.

John began to roll up his blanket, after almost a minute, he didn’t look up as he asked, “Yes?”

“You seem… Better,” Arthur said, cautiously.

“Well, I feel better,” John answered, and it felt true.

“Great!” Arthur said, maybe a little too loud.

John smiled, but looked up from his task, raising an eyebrow at Arthur.

Arthur gave a sheepish smile as he felt John’s gaze.

“Arthur?” John asked.

“Um, well, after yesterday—-,” Arthur turned his head away.

“I am sorry about that…,” John said softly.

“Yes. Yes,” Arthur waved his hand at John’s words. “I know. We all have our days. I just…”

“Yes?” John asked, as he finished rolling the blanket, keeping his eyes on Arthur.

“Could I trouble your help with a shave?” Arthur said the words cautiously, slowly, like he was worried it would cause a repeat of the day before. “My arm is still not cooperating. And well…”

John’s eyes finally focused on Arthur’s face. Hair had overtaken his normally clean-shaven cheeks, and chin, over the last few days. John hadn’t noticed the day before, too wrapped up in his own thoughts. John wasn’t used to seeing Arthur looking so… Scruffy.

He pulled it off actually…

But what Arthur was asking settled in John’s head. A familiar ripple of his emotions from the day before echoed, seeming to get louder the further each ripple went out.

John forced a smiled, “Of course, friend.”

He had a decision to make after all.

giggling twirling my hair between a good, traumatic nightmare and my babygirl John being so down bad for Arthur even when he doesn't want to be AND the ominous overtones of this "decision" you keep mentioning...... I'm having a fantastic fucking time with this I am waiting with bated breath for the next part <3<3

@percymawce-arts ITS PART 4

[puckpocketed]

get ready for avs essays, babeyyyyyyy!!! 

so i’m actually completely fine with it if you don’t find nate compelling but since you bring him up, i will start with him. 

the thing about fortnite gamergirl nathan mackinnon is that he is like. very talented and reasonably conventionally attractive and also soooooooo cringefail. he’s the league mvp and a stanley cup champion and he has a gorgeous fiancée and he’s rich and he’s smashing through joe sakic’s franchise records left and right.... and he’s succchhhhhh a loser (affectionate). he’s uncomfortable all the time. he doesn’t know how to act. he’s pretty private but also he’ll just Say Things that are way too personal with the exact same tone he’d use to. i dunno. tell you what brand of sneakers he wears. he’ll also reveal things about the most private man in sports, squidney crocsby, that are way too personal—and sid apparently is fine with this because he continues to be boybestfriends and next door neighbors with the guy.

everyone thinks he is soooooo serious alllll the time (in spite of the fact that he is goofy and silly when he’s out with the boys) but it’s just a combination of a) his face just looks like that b) he’s just intense in general. he’s equally unchill about how much he fucking loves the boys and how much he loves his tiny dog. and c) mostly we see him when he is at his fucking job? and when he’s at work it’s All Business. don’t make him do dumb social media shit or ask him stupid questions about whether or not he thinks preseason is too long, he’s! busy! come back when it’s puppy day. 

he’s so focused on being working harder and being better and improving everything about his game and yet!!! he cannot win a faceoff 💖 he trains with squidney all summer! every year!! you would think he could learn something from the guy. but no, he doesn’t even seem to try to win faceoffs sometimes. he’s also. not ? defensively responsible? i do not exactly expect him to play like kopitar, here. i don’t even think he should waste all his energy backchecking; like, that’s not the thing we need him for. but idk from a guy who is sooooo fucking smart about hockey, a little more situational awareness would be nice. just a thought! like, if he wanted to be better at things, maybe he could get better at the things he’s terrible at? (but whatever, this gives me more of an excuse to push my ondřej pavel -> big boys’ club agenda). like. nate is an elite 1C—except that he doesn’t forecheck and doesn’t defend and one of his wingers (jonathan drouin) is actually the playmaker and the other winger (mikko rantanen) has to take all his faceoffs for him 🥰 

his one and only love language is trying to convince the boys to come play with him (jo, jack eichel, mitch marner, jo again). he doesn’t like late games, because he doesn’t nap. and he doesn’t nap because he can’t sleep during the day. and he can’t sleep during the day because he drinks too much water, so he has to piss too much. babygirl, why would you volunteer this information 💕 he tells people to call him “the dogg” and then they do. he says awkward sentences that rewire my brain. he should be cool, but he isn’t!!!!! he extremely fucking isn’t.

this is my natemac thesis, you can take it or leave it (said with love!!!!! there are other players i am significantly more invested in getting people on board with). i think many other people can speak more eloquently than i can about everything impressive he does on the ice. but he’s one of my special little guys bc of everything else

i have no idea what to do with all this <3 I'm here because he just bonked my ducks into oblivion - im hoping this cures his dogboy depression (it was becoming so wretched that it had started leaking into my curated feeds) - and it made me think of this ask which i've been marinating. hello!!

fortnite legend natemack is the exact age to have grown up in the heyday of COD xbox lobbies, do u ever think about that . i think about that now. do u think natedogg is his gamertag. rpf people are you writing gamergirl natemack AUs yet? has that happened yet? (sorry i don't. i don't have any clue what tropes are popular. im just throwing stuff at the wall <3)

nate is an elite 1C—except that he doesn’t forecheck and doesn’t defend and one of his wingers (jonathan drouin) is actually the playmaker and the other winger (mikko rantanen) has to take all his faceoffs for him 🥰

^craziest description of a 1C i've ever heard AND the most compelling he has ever been.

also thank u for not makin some kind of eating disorder joke amongst all this. it IS that serious (to ME) and people do this so much and i think they're not as funny as they think they are <3 (<- WHO SAID THAT!!!)

MYE two cents looking thru a writer/narrative lens: just, like, skimming whatever the hell comes up about him, he strikes me as someone who is very sincere. i get that everyone calls it "intensity" but i think sincerity has its own power. idk. i think he's very brave for wanting what he wants so transparently and wholly. <3 fortnite legend nathan mackinnon you are in my crosshairs......

[ronunknown0413]

... I just thought of a new AU, and it is NOT apart or my main ones! It's inspired by many sources in the fandom but none the less! Hear me out!

Lucifer died in the final battle in season one instead of Sir Pentious(He is babygirl and I would love for him stay with his friends!), and his soul got reincarnated into a human! Now he is known as Luci Hoshiyasu(I would go for Magne, but I want be original and yes! I chose a Japanese name and he is half Japanese here, BITE ME),He was an orphan but he has quite the great talents, singing and dancing is one of them! He can dance many types of dances and sing many types of music genre that goes well with his dances! If he hears about a dance or music he never had done before, he will take the challenge and got it instantly!

This had caught the attention of the idol industry and they sought him out to join them as an Idol. Luci was skeptical at first but agreed to do so

Several years had past and Luci was a popular idol in the worldwide scale, Luci preformed many different music and dances which often keeps his fans on stance

Everything was great, until it wasn't... Luci has caught an unknown illness with unknown reasons by the time he was 26 years old, his manager tries to help hide it and find ways to cure him but Luci stops them and decided he has to retire, while he had loved his job, his fans, and his passion... He couldn't continue like this, even though it saddened him, he has found a purpose he fully enjoy and made him happy but he can no longer continue, not even when he's deeply ill

So, Luci retired and lived a normal and regular life with his former Manager, who we can call Genma(They/Them pronouns), to be his caretaker, they both have a parent-and-child sort of relationship, but right after he just retired, Luci also found out he was pregnant(He was biologically female but he Genderfluid, okay?), It scared the heck out of Genma and Luci, having a baby while also being terminally ill is a scary situation but Luci decided to keep the baby,

Despite the hardships of his illness, Luci gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, Arthur Hoshiyasu, Both Genma and Luci tried their best to raise Arthur and it did pay off, Arthur is a kind, caring, and loving young man who is exactly like Luci but has a dominant aspect

Arthur has the talent of playing guitar, Like Luci, he can't play many different genres of music and sing them. Arthur dreamed of becoming a music artist like how their mother was as an idol (Luci is a mom, and you can pry it from my own dead hands!) which Luci wholeheartedly supported and so did Genma!

One day, Arthur was 21 years old, walking home from Music School to surprise his Mom and Grandparent(Genma) with his acceptance letter when he noticed a stranger secretly breaking into his home and sneaking to the garden where Luci and Genma were currently at, out of fear Arthur rushed to his home and found his grandparent dead on ground mother got stabbed by the stranger, and the stranger noticed him too, out of retaliation, the stranger attacked, Arthur does his best to fight back but got stabbed as well in the process, Both Luci and Arthur died from the blood loss and all they can do is smile at each other before resting in peace

By the time Arthur and Luci woke up... They were in hell! Which scared the heck of the mother and son, Genma wasn't there which meant they were in heaven!

They were unsin sinners in literal hell! Their sinner forms are overall angelic instead of demonic! Luci and Arthur did their best to survive and adapt, and by the time they learned how the hell hierarchy worked. They decided to start their dream careers, Luci restarted his path of being an idol and Arthur finally started his path of becoming a music artist and guitarist! They owned many souls, not out of need for power, but out of kindness and promise to keep them safe

Overtime, The two became known as "The Unsinned Musical Overlords", Luci is known as "The Unsin Idol Overlord" and Arthur is known as "The Unsin Singer Overlord", they had more influence and power than the oldest Overlords, they were like a refresher of air that could never, ever be turned back

Luci is happy of becoming an idol again and Arthur is happy to finally achieving his dream despite the circumstances,

Everything is going well! But that doesn't mean some old and familiar faces won't take noticed!

I hope you like my new AU idea! I would probably be working on it more in the future so feel free to ask questions if you're curious! As for the AU name... I'm calling it

OSHI NO KO in LITERAL HELL AU!

Eh, it's not the best, but I tried, yeah?

[baileypie-writes]

~My Thoughts on Wonderful Pretty Cure: Episodes 31-35~

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Episode 31 - Nyanfluencer Mayu:

This episode was really sweet!

I feel like Mayu’s backstory about her friend kind of came out of nowhere in previous episodes. However, it makes me feel better about it now that they’ve talked more about it.

Chiran is very similar to Mayu. Almost to the point where’s there’s no difference between them. So I wish they added more traits to her. But she was okay! I really liked her chinchilla too.

It was very sweet when they both apologized to each other, and finally made up. I also loved how Yuki was watching the whole time. She really cares about Mayu a lot.

Also, we finally got more content of babygirl Zakuro! She’s so beautiful and sassy. That’s pretty much my type when it comes to Precure villains.

My Rating for This Episode:

6/10 - D-

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Episode 32 - Favorite Animal at the Zoo:

When I tell you I squealed when I saw Sora on screen, I’m not joking.

My babies are back! I was so happy! I wanted to cry when I saw Tsubasa. I missed that boy so much! We also got a short shot of the Witchy girls. I’m a bit disappointed that we didn’t get any dialogue, but whatever.

We got even more Zakuro, so I’m happy. You can probably tell she’s my favorite villain.

Lastly, I was pretty disappointed that none of the other Pretty Cure helped out the Wonderful team in battle. I was really hoping they would. But what can you do? I’m still happy we got to see them!

My Rating for This Episode:

7/10 - C-

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Episode 33 - Full Animal Smile

I don’t have much to say about this episode at all.

It’s just more filler. But I did enjoy seeing more of Iroha’s hot dad- I MEAN-

But yeah. That’s all I have to say.

My Rating for This Episode:

2/10 - F

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Episode 34 - Cat, Cat, Cat Meeting:

This was a nice, Yuki focused episode!

I feel like she definitely feels some jealousy when it comes to Mayu’s dad. Which, by the way, why is everyone’s dad’s so hot in this anime? Lemme see Satoru’s dad next…

The cat meeting was super cute. I’ve never seen one in real life. I don’t live in an area with a lot of stray/outdoor cats. But I wish I could see one! I think Yuki’s definitely gonna keep participating from now on.

I enjoyed seeing Zakuro interact with the cats. Or, try to. It shows that she’s not all cruel, and that she really does care for all animals. Too bad they did not like her back though.

Lastly, I just wanna know who on Earth came up with the idea for the Kirarin Fox’s power? I can’t take it seriously at all. I mean, I just watched a giant cat toy with Cure Nyammy’s face on it for like two whole minutes.

My Rating for This Episode:

8/10 - B-

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Episode 35 - Operation: Satoru’s Love Confession

I was so excited for this episode. But it didn’t exactly play out how I wanted.

I fully expected that Satoru and Iroha wouldn’t get together in this episode. I didn’t even expect for the confession to happen at all. And it almost didn’t! Thanks for the save Mey Mey!

To be honest, I’m hoping for Satoru and Iroha to get together more than I’m hoping for Satoru to become a Cure. That probably sounds crazy. But we already got our first boy Cure. I want a canon, healthy relationship with no weird age gap! And Satoru and Iroha would look so cute together!

I’m both excited and scared for next episode. I’m glad they’re not gonna brush this under the rug, and that it’s going to be the focus of the episode. But it’s not clear how Iroha feels. She looks worried or confused. I just hope everything will turn out okay!

My Rating for This Episode:

8/10 - B-

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Overall Score for These Episodes:

62% - D-

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~~baileypie-writes

[writing-whump]

okay request about my specialest babygirl, I'd love to know more of Matt's backstory!

Maybe a fever having him spill to Zaya and Sel?

Fever revelations

"Stay still," Matew grumbled against his shoulder.

"You are heavy," Isaiah protested with a fond smile.

Matthew was surprisingly clingy, when he was feverish. The redhead came home all sluggish and tired and Isaiah knew something was up before he napped through the afternoon. No surprise that when he woke up, he was shivering, flushed and more grumbly than usual.

Isaiah wanted to let him sleep in peace, but Matthew followed him around the kitchen like a lost puppy, blanket halfheartedly clutched around his shoulders. So Isaiah settled for the couch, Matthew a living furnace beside him, leaning against his shoulder under a heap of blankets while he trembled with chills.

"You guys watching something fun?" Seline's voice came from the staircase as she walked down.

She raised her eyebrows at them. "Cuddle session without me?"

Isaiah snickered.

Matthew got even more red than he was already, which was impressive. "We- this- ufff. This is not cuddling!"

He gave her an indignant stare. Would have been more effective if his eyes weren't so glassy, his nose wasn't running and his body was all but glued to Isaiah side for additional warmth.

"Matthew's sick," Isaiah explained.

"How do you always catch everything that comes through town?" Seline complained, sitting down beside Matthew on the sofa with a huff.

"As if I had any say in it."

"Well, hurry up and get better. It's just a week until Christmas!"

Matthew rolled his eyes, then sneezed loudly.

Seline grimaced. "Bless you. But you could at least cover your mouth."

"If you covered yours, I might not have ended u-"

Isaiah shook his head in exasperation, tugging Matthew closer against him, disturbing his equilibrium enough for him to cut himself off.

It seemed Seline and Matthew figured out a way to talk through awkward situations. Not that there was anything all that nice about it, but it put them both at ease and Isaiah knew nothing serious was up if they kept it up.

Matthew sneezed again, hugging himself. Isaiah adjusted the blanket so it covered him up to his neck.

Seline got up. "I'll make you some tea. You too, Isaiah?"

Isaiah nodded in thanks.

"What do you two always have with the tea? It's not a miracle cure," Matthew murmured under his nose. He was shivering, but sweating simultaneously, his brows and upper leap covered in it, dark red hair plastered to the back of his neck.

"It's healing herbs, warmth for your organism and it makes us feel like we are helping," Seline said cheekily from the kitchen as she put the water to boil.

Matthew rolled his eyes, then sagged against the sofa, rubbing at his temples.

"Don't do that," Isaiah chastised, "you will just make yourself dizzy."

"Already did," Matthew whined, pressing his forehead against Isaiah's neck and shoulder. "What the hell is a fever even for? I could handle the sniffles and the raw throat, but not being able to move because my body weights a ton doesn't make sense."

"It's fighting the virus inside you and making you rest. Or do you mean to claim you would not go for your run and then to the gym, if you only had the sniffles?"

"Tsk. Sniffles wouldn't stop me. Not a weakling..."

Isaiah just shook his head again, arm propped around the sofa where Matthew was leaning. Not quite snuggling, but opening the possibility.

Matthew sagged against him, grumbling something in gibberish as his voice trailed away.

Seline came with a tray of tea and cups, making a displeased pout, though her eyes were sparkling. "He didn't make it that long, huh?"

"Maybe better without the tea," Isaiah said, cupping the side of Matthew's face that was still hidden against his neck. "His fever is real high."

"Should I get him some cold compress? Thermometer? Or outright with the ibuprofen?"

Isaiah bit his lip in worry. It wasn't such a big thing. Matthew was strong, uninjured, safe and at home. Nothing that bad was happening. His chest still twisted in worry, like ants crawling down his ribs. "Maybe everything?"

Seline huffed, leaning over to kiss the top of Isaiah's head before going to collect the items.

In a few minutes, all three of them were settled on the couch, Matthew between them as per the tradition. Seline mopped the fever sweat from Matthew's neck and cheek, sliding it over his skin carefully.

Matthew groaned, wiggling uneasily under the touch.

"Shhhh. Just sleep. It's okay," she whispered, brushing a lock of hair away.

"Mmmmm." Matthew's face scrunched up as he slid down the sofa to an almost lying position, an arm around Isaiah's waist. "I don't feel good."

"I know, bud," Isaiah shushed, a hand running down Matthew's sweaty back, looking at Seline. "Maybe we should help him into some dry cloth-"

"Nooo. Don't send me to my room." Matthew's eyebrows drew together, forehead furrowing as he nuzzled against Isaiah's side.

Isaiah chuckled. "I'm not-"

"Please. I don't want to be alone there."

The smile vanished from his lips immediately. "Matt?"

"I swear I won't do anything. Just let me stay here."

Isaiah exchanged a concerned look with Seline, who lifted herself up on her knees. "Alright. That fever is going down." She reached for the meds and a glass of water on the table.

Isaiah put his arms around Matthew, helping him sit up so Seline could hold the pills to his lips. "Mattie, sweetheart, take these. Your fever is super high."

Matthew opened a bleary eye at them, nodding slightly and opening his mouth enough for Seline to slide the pills in. She held the glass of water to him to help him swallow.

Matthew shuddered, another chill running down his spine.

"Matt? You with us, bud?" Isaiah wrapped his arm around him from behind, guiding him back into a lying position on the sofa and against his side.

"Hmmmm. You are not leaving, right?" Matthew looked at him with big dark brown eyes. Isaiah didn't know if they glistened from the fever or unshed tears. His heart was clenching in his chest at the sight nontheless.

"Of course not, buddy."

"They wouldn't let me stay," Matthew complained, face scrunched up in concentration to finish the thought that troubled him. "Had to be in my room or outside...but I just wanted to see her again."

"Who did you want to see?" Isaiah asked softly, petting Matthew's hair.

"My younger sister. Marcella. She is a witch, so they wouldn't let me...but she was never afraid of me, you know? They...they were always afraid, but she never was."

"I didn't know you had a sister," Seline said quietly, propping her head on her hand, elbow on top fo the sofa as she watched Matthew carefully.

"Many siblings. But only Marcella...I only got to see her during summer holidays, when I got back from the boarding school...haven't seen her since starting uni." Matthew turned his face towards Seline, voice small. "She was so small back then. Do you think she would remember me?"

Seline frowned in thought. "Depends on how old-"

"Of course she would," Isaiah reassured, interrupting her. Objective information wouldn't be of help here.

Seline pressed her lips, bowing her head.

"Do you think..." Matthew's voice wavered dangerously, bordering on a sob, "do you think they would let me see her again?"

Ah. Isaiah knew Matthew was considered troublesome because of his giant shadow and bad temper. He obviously had control problems since he was a child. His pack was big, his family had many kids from Isaiah understood and they had little time and patience for 'problematic' shadows.

And witches were rare and precious for any pack to have. Isaiah wouldn't be surprised if Matthew's parents had as many kids as they could just so they could get one witch for a daughter. Humans would be ignored as disappointments if they didn't become something useful like doctors or lawyers and troublesome pups would be neglected and delegated to wolf boarding schools as soon as possible.

Isaiah wrinkled his nose. 14 was the earlier age to get into a boarding school. A very sensitive age for a wolf. Pups in their teen years needed good examples and guidance from their fathers and older brothers to manage their training and to rule their tempers. He didn't hear many good things about the boarding schools either. There were only a few of them specializing in wolves, to help them get their adult exam, which would give them permission to study and work in heavily human-populated areas.

"Your sister surely wants to see you as well. I don't see why they wouldn't let you guys meet," Isaiah said pragmatically, thinking of all the reasons that might not work.

If Matthew's family pack decided he was too much trouble to waste resources on, they would cut all contact with him. It was very likely that was what happened, with Matthew being known around the campus as the wolf without a pack. Not because he didn't want one, like Isaiah, but because none would have him.

Matthew grimaced, turning away from the light to press his face into Isaiah's thigh, drawing the blanket over his face. He was shaking slightly. "That's a merciful lie, Zaya. Thank you."

Isaiah rubbed his back, deciding then and there he was going to make that lie a reality, whatever it took. The next wolf meet was the week after Christmas. He would just ask around for the Blackwells a bit, see who represented them in the city and how he could get access to their leader. Arrange a meeting or two.

If Matthew's family wanted nothing to do with him, he could hardly make them. But if Matthew had a backing of a wolf known for diplomacy and control? If he had an official pack now, including a witch of his own? Isaiah could change their minds alright.

For today, he could just stroke Matthew's arm as Seline pressed against the redhead's back.

[cloudcountry]

i have a lot of hair clips/pins/accessories and i'm handing them out to the ikevamp suitors while i wait for a mystic messenger chatroom RAHHHHH

i’d give napoleon my dark blue rose bobby pins. i think they suit him but also im thinking they might blend into his hair too much OOPS. maybe the small white rose hair clip too? it matches his hair and i think he’d look pretty C:

mozart gets my light pink bow no question. i think it would look pretty in his hair but idk how it would work with his eyes since they're so BAM. but i should stop overthinking bc this isn't about MATCHING this is just me being cute. but yes i think mozart should put his hair up and put a little bow in there. i will do it for him.

leonardo gets my little hand painted purple & black pins. also i want to put his hair in a stupid ponytail. i think it would be pretty actually. oh btw he would totally fall asleep if i played with his hair im just saying. i feel like that's canon.

if arthur wouldn't make it WEIRD i’d give him my baby blue rose pin and one of my hand painted yellow hair pins. i think they’d look pretty in his hair C: he has shorter hair so unfortunately i can't give him my big floral hair clip BUT. i’d like to think those two pins are enough.

vincent gets my other hand painted yellow hair pin and the blue/yellow one as well. they came in a set of three and they were so van gogh coded i couldn’t resist. i would give him my white bow simply because he deserves everything soft and lovely in his life. also my light pink rose pin. i adore him.

theodorus gets my silly little pink ribbon hair clip simply because i think it would be so goofy on him. he’s intimidating!! he’s a big tough man!! and then there’s a bundle of pink ribbons in his hair awww :((( it’d be so cute cmon!!

ISAAC MY BABYGIRL!!! I BOUGHT AN APPLE HAIR CLIP JUST FOR HIM but as much as i want to give that one to him i wouldn’t dare. i will give it to him in secret so arthur and dazai don't tease him. aside from that, i’d give him my pink chrysanthemum and pink lily hair pins. also i have a really frilly pink hair clip that i don't even know how to describe,,, but he gets that one too because he’s perfect.

jean gets my dark blue hair painted hairclip and my bedazzled flower hair pin because he needs some shine in his life. ALSO i have a little hair bow with a kitty cat pattern and it’s cute. plus it single handed cured my ailments when i found it two years ago so yea. it’s adorable. take it jean.

dazai gets my purple flower hair clips. they’re both roses and i didn't realize i had two so i wore them over and over not realizing they were the same pin until i had them both in my hands and were staring at them like o.o so yea. confusing!! vexing!! just like dazai.

i can finally remember how to spell comte!! HE GETS MY LEMON HAIR CLIP. i think it’d be funny. my only hangup is if i tried to give him something i’m worried he’d be like “omg” and take me shopping and then we’d buy like fifty stores worth or hair accessories.

i have a really classy silvery hair clip i think would really suit sebastian!! based on the routes i’ve played he always seems to care deeply for the mc and i think he’d treasure it. which is nice because it's really pretty :D

shakespeare gets my dusty pink rose pin, and my giant ass purple flower pin. i don't even know what flower it is it's just bigger than the rest of them and that's dramatic as hell!! good for him!! also he gets my red flower pin from my childhood that has a center made of little bead things that are very Texture.

VLAD GETS MY TWO STRAWBERRY HAIR CLIPS. one can be used to hold his hair back and the other one is a little bow with a strawberry charm in the center. he likes strawberries and i don't know much about him anyway. ALSO HE GETS MY RED ROSE HAIR PIN. he’s very red and it suits him!!

i have a gorgeous silver butterfly hair clip that i think would look really nice on faust. i would also give him my grape charm hair bow for hilarity's sake. but really, the butterfly one would look stunning in his hair. actually i can’t get that mental image out of my head now.

charles is so cute. i would give him one of my floofy hair clips that i don't even know how to describe and my cherry hair clip. also my other dusty pink flower hair pin. i feel like he’d cry though :(( like darling ACCEPT MY AFFECTION YOU ARE SO ADORABLE.

[ijumpbridges]

do a headcanon of doctor clef,dr kondraki,scp 076,scp 049,scp2396 after the first time with y/n

After the first time

(Ft. Scp 049, Scp 076,Scp 2396, Dr Clef, Dr Kondraki)

Hello babygirl 👹

I said no nsfw but… we can make arrangements when it comes to my homgirls, here you go babygirl:

❗️NSFW AHEAD❗️

Scp 049: Like that - Doja Cat

A but awkward afterwards.

Asks you how are you.

Asks you if you need anything.

The first thing he is thinking is if you are tired to make you comfortable.

He brings that plan B (if you need it).

He makes sure you are not in pain too.

He lets you sleep on the bed while he gets up to keep working on his cure for the pestilence.

Really not much happens from his side since he is not used to doing this type of stuff a lot.

Beautiful pro-tip from yours truly: Dont take any medicine coming from that dusty crusty muddy ass bag from him, maybe you bring your safety kit yourself.

Scp 076: Closer - Nine Inch Nails

This one doesn’t even know what to do.

He wont let you go and pulls you close.

You gotta do the aftercare quickly.

Because the moment you don’t do it and he pulls you into his grip you will fall asleep.

And wake up with everything being a mess

Makes sure no one sees you.

Yes, of course you both are doing it on his cell.

You may get remove because he destroyed the cameras because he thought i would be disgraceful if others that weren’t him seeing your naked body.

He will always cover you up and try to tell other to go away.

He asks you how are you and what can he do to make you to make you feel better since he wants to help.

He will compliment you in how good you did on him.

Overall its an okey with him too, it could be better, but at least you didn’t get taken away naked from his cell.

Scp 2396: Kitty Kat I - Megan thee Stallion

A little bit of a tease.

But in a good way.

The way that you moan and might as well tell you how you moaned her name.

She praises you.

Gets you candy or snack that have candy

If you are not tired makes popcorn and puts on a movie and cuddles with you.

You might fall asleep on her

Since you are guard she will breach containment the next day.

She will try to tease you and tell you how good you did for her.

Afterwards she will give you a kiss on the cheek and finally comply onto taking her to her cell.

And even there she will try to lure you in but not in a way to do it again more like she is trying to get you excited so you can cone and visit her again.

Dr Clef: SexyBack - Justin Timberlake

Not even a chance to even process anything and starts teasing you.

He teases you that night.

He teases you the next day, the noises that you made.

And then the day afterwrads.

He teases you for like either 3 or the whole week.

The after care is okey.

He makes sure you are okey and brings you water.

Kisses.

You two might talk for a little before either you fall asleep on his bed or clean up yourself and go home.

Avoid this man at all cost the next day cuz he will find you and embarrass you.

And he did find you the next day and embarrassed.

Dr Kondraki:Tome mi Foto - Ayesha Erotica

Drunk sex with him🔛🔝

No surprise, since he is an alcoholic.

You were the one topping too.

After it, the after care is really weird.

So its either awkward or not.

If you two are dating (and if you are okey with it) he will take pics of you afterwards and in process too.

So he is after that camera trying to take a pic and add it to his collection.

if dating to the collections he has of you.

Then probably get some water and try to clean you up.

He is not the best but he tries.

He tries to reach out for tissues and clean you up.

Not the cuddle type but if you tried to he wont move unless he needs to.

Friendly reminder everyone to stay safe. Maybe i should write nsfw, anyway i finish all my request really fast and y’all don’t request anything on me.

[shibarot]

hi everyone, i'm in need of some help. i hate asking others for anything, but this is different. as it concerns my babygirl of 13 years, apple. this cat has been with me thru everything. my parent's divorce, horrendous bullying throughout junior high, a couple breakups, a svicide attempt, loss, and much more. she is my rock and i wouldn't be here today without her. she got diagnosed with "kidney failure" by a vet on friday, and they swarmed my boyfriend in the clinic and urged us to put her down. that she wouldn't make it a week. i wanted some more time with her, so i took her home that day. when we got home, i started to panic because i was scared she was suffering, and got my boyfriend to contact his family vet to put her down that same day instead. to spare her from suffering. however, as we were in the patient room, about to sedate her to put her down, the doctor came in and looked at the bloodwork we received from the other vet. he immediately stopped the euthanasia-procedure and explained to me that she was not in kidney failure. that she was about in stage 2 of chronic kidney disease, and that she did not need to be put down. apparently some vets refuse to help cats with CKD and insist that there is no hope and that they should be put down upon diagnosis. but he didn't want to do that. so now here we are, she's back home with me and being just-about her usual self. however, CKD is common in senior cats and apple has it. it cannot be cured, and it is terminal, but cats with CKD can live happy, normal lives if they are given treatment and special care. (i've done lots of reading since thursday-friday.) of course though, vet bills and special food for apple is going to be expensive. so i would like to ask, if you can afford to commission me, or if you would like to donate at all, please check out my ko-fi. it would mean the absolute world to me, my boyfriend, my family, and apple. thank you so very much for reading ♥. please don't feel obligated to do anything, just keep her in your thoughts for me.

[arcielee]

Ahem... My close friend now has a cat sick again, and this gave me the idea... Yeah... Your husband, ModernAegon, is sitting on the floor with your little third daughter and is having a conversation, in which you don't want to participate at all.

Babygirl: "daddy! Why can't we take a kitten!"

ModernAegon: "no, baby..."

Babygirl: "but daddy!"

ModernAegon: "I said no. - The girl was very upset. - My dear, come here, - modernAegon put his daughter on his lap and hugged her. - Listen to me, honey. We can't take the cat, because mommy will cry again."

Babygirl: ????

ModernAegon: "Oh, my God... He exhaled. - You see, honey, even before your mommy and daddy met and got married, your mama had a cat. And she lived with this cat for many-many years. Mommy loved this cat very much. But the cat is no longer a small kitten, he is an adult cat, and adults tend to get sick. And one day this cat got very sick. Mommy treated this cat for a long and difficult time. What she just didn't do to make her cat recover. And while she was treating this cat, she cried a lot and very much. And I cried too, sometimes, because I hate it, when your mommy cries. - ModernAegon took a deep breath again. He remembered how he hugged you all night, while you were crying because of everything, that was happening. - And mommy was able to cure the cat after all! - He kissed the girl on the forehead. - But the cat didn't get any younger, and when your oldest sister was in mommy's tummy, this cat didn't wake up. He died in his sleep, because he was already very old. - ModernAegon licked his lips. Everything that was happening rose before his eyes again. - Your mama was very upset. Mommy cried very hard and a lot... Because of mommy's tears, we almost lost your older sister... - Although it was difficult for the baby to fully digest the story, but she was clearly impressed. - Baby, I would like to take all the cats and dogs off the street myself, but I won't chew such mama's tears again... Be merciful to me, please..."

Babygirl: "... Did you cry too when the cat died?"

ModernAegon: "yes, honey... - In response, the little girl just pursed her lips and nodded, thinking over everything she had heard. - Come here, baby... - ModernAegon hugged his daughter tightly and gently kissed the top of her head. - I'm sorry, that it turns out that way..."

I just love this. 💜😭

[wanderingaldecaldo]

3, 9, 12, 15, 21, 25 27 and 43 for street kid Val and Travis please and A B and F for you💚💚

Thank you so much for the asks, @faepunkprince! 💚💚💚 From the Uncommon Questions for OCs & their creators ask:

3. How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

Val burrows under the covers and looks at her phone until her eyes droop and she finally puts it away.

Travis usually drinks until he passes out.

9. Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

Abso-fucking-lutely for both of them. Val doesn't remember. Travis was 5 the first time he remembers swearing intentionally; he said "give me a fucking break" to his grandma and that's when he learned to never swear in front of her again. She died thinking he was an angel.

12. How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

Val will ignore it; eventually it will go away.

Travis will rub up against furniture or fixtures like a cat.

15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

Val is so self-conscious that she rehearses everything she says and she still feels like an idiot when she opens her mouth.

Travis is the opposite -- so self-important that he thinks everything he says is gold, even when he knows that he's spinning bullshit.

21. Why do they get up in the morning?

Before canon, Val does it because she loved the challenge of netrunning and creating her own quickhacks. After the events of the game, it's to redeem herself to the Aldecaldos (and to find a cure).

Travis wakes up every morning because he's always got some scheme running, usually involving making eddies fast and cheap and/or seducing his latest target.

25. What are their thoughts on marriage?

Val is skeptical. She hasn't seen a successful marriage, and she doubts she will find someone who she will want to spend all her time with. (Spoiler: she does, and yes, she does want to get married.)

You can hear Travis's laughter all the way out in The Badlands.

27. What causes them to feel dread?

Val fears leaving Mitch alone if when she dies. She still carries the burden of Driss's death, and she doesn't want to put him through that again, especially so soon.

Travis fears having to account for all his sins (and they are multitude). Though he isn't religious, his devout Catholic grandmother who raised him was, and she really did a number on him. Good thing he never stops for long enough to think about that.

43. If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?

Val: "Like, who would I date? Anyone. More about the connection. Helps if we're friends first."

Travis: "If it's got a hole, I'll fuck it."

A) Why are you excited about this character?

Gonna answer this for Val. She is the first OC I've actually developed. In the past when I wrote about an OC, they were primarily the vehicle for the romance I didn't get story I wanted to tell. As they weren't the real subject of my story, I never felt the need to develop them beyond what canon provided, other than to add a few details as necessary. Val is the first OC who took on a life of their own. When I started my longfic No One's Gonna Love You (aka NOGLY), I didn't know a thing about Val other than the canon events. Somewhere along the line, she became more than just a way for me to romance Mitch. She became real.

I've also really enjoyed thinking about alternate lifepaths. Her Corpo lifepath still starts the same, but diverges at 14. I'd like to create a Nomad version as well, though I have enough writing on my plate as it is with the corpo longfic and the eventual NOGLY sequel. 😅

B) What inspired you to create them?

The previous answer also kinda covers Val, so I'll go with Travis here. Honestly, I wanted a poor little meow meow. A babygirl. I didn't have any real ideas for him other than I wanted to use the 6th Street tattoos, and that he would be Val's ex. His creation helped me further develop Val's teenage years when she joined 6th Street briefly because of him.

F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)?

Pride and excitement! I'm proud of her as a character that I've written, and I'm legit excited that people like her, even if it's only because she's fucking cute. 😏

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Joel hugging Ellie and saying “It’s okay babygirl, I got you” has just cured me of everything wrong in my life.