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bluegalaxygirl · 11 months ago

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Amnesia (KidKiller X Reader) P10

Plot: After an explosion reader wakes up in a hospital with no memory of the past few years, her parents want to take her home so she can recover and get back to a normal life while the Kid pirates want her back on the ship where she belongs.

Warning: Bad language, Medical stuff, family issues and Violence.

Reader is Female, Poly Relationship, established relationship, Kid X Reader X Killer, Reader is a member of the Kid pirates and is in charge of the money, Budgeting and negotiating the best price.

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Your parents turn to the nurse with outraged expressions at her suggestion "compromise with pirates?" Your father asks crossing his arms over his chest "There is no compromise, We want them to leave" Your mother pipes up before making her way over to your sleeping body looking you over while the doctor checks your shoulder "How many times do i have to fucking tell you? We're not leaving.. She's getting her memories back and your little lie is going to fall apart. Once she see's that, we're taking her home" Kid yells, now that your passed out he can be as loud and angry as he likes knowing it won't hurt you or at least hopes it won't "She's getting her memories back? That's amazing" The nurse smiles only to be shot down by the doctor who moves some hair out of your face before turning to the nurse "That's not what is happening, you should go back to your rounds, I'll sort this out" A puzzled look forms on the nurses face but unable to refuse the doctor she bows slightly before leaving the room "She is not getting her memories back-" The doctor turns to talk to your father but is interrupted by Kid who growls while his hands are clenched at his side "Bullshit, She remembers how we met, and she knows who our doctor is" Killer nods in agreement while looking down at you and your mother seeing the woman stoking your hair with care and whispering soothing things to you. He doesn't understand your family, while you were awake and in pain all they did was yell and cause problems but now your out she's acting like the perfect mother, soothing her injured child.

Your farther sighs one hand grabbing onto his bicep and squeezing hard seeming to control his anger and stop himself from saying something he shouldn't, the doctor panic's at this quickly walking over to the man and clearing his throat due to his nerves "N-no thats not what is happening, she's just having strange dreams due to the seizures" The doctor tries to explain as Kid growls again walking around the bad and grabbing the man's throat and lifting him off the ground making the man gasp and struggle for air "I don't know what the fuck your trying to do, but she's remembering shit weather you like it or not" The captain glares throwing the doctor into the other bed, his back its the bed hard making its wheels unlock and roll into the wall, the loud bang snaps Killer out of his gaze on you and your mother to see the fight starting to break out between Kid and your father, both yelling at each other about if your actually remembering or not. If you were awake Killer might have stopped them just to save you the pain of their loud voices but now that your passed out and don't seem to be waking up he'll let Kid get his anger out and if he pushes your father then so be it. The masked man crosses his arms over his chest looking at your mother debating on how to start, making a compromise would make thing easier for both parties, but he knows their all bound to break it leading to another big fight that might hurt you. "Do you mind?" Your mother scowls up at Killer, she's not sure who he's looking at but either way she doesn't like it, letting out a sigh Killer shakes his head and grits his teeth holding himself back from snapping at her, he wishes he could let his anger out like Kid but one of them has to keep a clear head.

He wants nothing more than to grab you and take you back to the Victoria, set sail and leave your bloody family behind but you won't trust them if they do that, you won't want them around if they kick your parents out and you might not remember anything else if he or Kid aren't around so through gritted teeth he states. "Lets make a compromise" Your mother sits up straight, her hand stops stroking your hair as her eyebrows nit together baffled by his suggestion, it takes her a second to think while looking him over and drowning out the fight behind her between her husband and Kid while the doctor tries to stop a physical fight between the two most of the time just getting shoves away or even punched by one or the other. "Your a pirate, you don't make compromises" she states with a smirk thinking she's won something "Your right but for her sake we'll make an exception, we want Y/n to get better just like you do, we care for her just like you do, she's our partner and our crew member we won't abandon her, and we won't or ever will take her away by force" He didn't believe most of it himself, but he hopes to take a note out of Heat's book and pull on someone's heart strings, thats if your mother actually has a heart. She thinks for a second, looking from you to the three still arguing behind her, Kid now with her husband's tie in his hands threatening to chock him and then back to Killer letting out a sigh "Fine, lets make a compromise" She yells out getting the three behind her to shut up and look over at her "We are not compromising with pirates" Your farther yells his hands grabbing Kids metal arm thats pulling his tie causing it to tighten around his neck. "I don't like it either but there not going to leave" Your mother sighs turning to look at her husband giving him a sad look, a smirk forms on Kid's face seeing your mother give in, letting go of the tie he watches your father fall to his knee's while trying to undo the knot with the Doctors help so he can breath normally again.

----- Memory -----

The work out room was big which was a good thing since you had room to work with, a large blue mat lies on the floor and on top of that was House with Heat kneeling next to her, his hands wrapped around her throat but not squeezing. "Ok so wrap your legs around and then force him down, just like i showed you" You state with a smile, the blue haired woman nods at you before grabbing one of Heat's wrists before bringing her hips up to wrap her leg under and then over his head while the other moves under his arm that she's grabbing. She pushes her legs and hips down bringing him to the floor while his arm stays on her chest where she holds it there with both hands. You jump up from your seat on the push up bench and clap happy that she got it "That's it you got it" You smile walking a little closer to help adjust her leg, House smiles wide at you seeming very proud of herself "That was fun" the stitched man now trapped laughs while lays there unmoving, you smile at the two before kneeling down to House's side who still hasn't let go just like you taught her "So what do i do now, if i get up he'll just grab me right?" she asks trying to work out how to get away, you nod at her glad she's thinking a head before placing your hand on Heat's stretched out arm "Well i don't want you to do it to a friend but if you lift your hips up while gripping his arm you will break it" House jumps a little at your words before looking down at Heats arm seeing that your right, even though she doesn't have a degree to be a doctor she knows the body well and can see the strain she's putting on his arm just from the position alone, if she does push her hips up she can snap his arm in two.

You tap her hands letting her know she can let go now before standing up "And if you want to do more damage instead of just letting go and rolling away you can roll away while holding his arm, if you do it right you can dislocate his shoulder" At this Heat lets out a big laugh pulling his arm back to his chest while he sits up "And here i thought you were a sweetheart" You can't help but laugh at that as well, just because your nice to them doesn't mean you won't put up at fight if need be, you may not be able to beat these pirates but you can at least buy time to get away. House smiles at the two of you while sitting up and fixing her strange glasses to see you better "So, what if i don't have the strength in my legs to push him down?" The blue haired girl asks getting the two of you to stop laughing and get back on track, she knows that in a fight she might get hurt and that can limit her abilities in battle, you pat her head in reassurance seeing she's still a little nervous about things "Well there are several things you can do, but an easy one is to twist the arm your holding in wards until his elbow touches your chest and then you can punch him in the face or even better the throat or head butt him" You state watching as the girl nods along taking in everything your saying.

Giving her two thumbs up you wiggle them making a point to show her the weak points in the hand "Remember, the thumbs are the weakest part of the hands, so you can pull on them or push against them. It might hurt a bit but its better than being strangled to death and when in doubt… you remember what i always tell you?" You ask, its something you tell her every time you practice, you want it drilled into her head so if she ever gets into a fight she'll use it on impulse "Always go for the eye's, throat and groin… even if it's a girl" She states as you ruffle her already messy hair happy that she can quote it so easily and be actually excited about it "That's my girl". As the memory fades your left in darkness to think but you only have questions, Training the crew, they let you train the crew or at least their doctor? It also seems you've been doing it a while and seem super comfortable training her. They must have trusted you or thought you were good enough to do so but that man who was with House, What was his name again? Heat? He's a strange looking guy and yet you don't feel anything but a friendly love for the stitched man, he does remind you of something though. He looks like a… a Scarecrow. Another image appears in your sleeping mind, a beach and a sunken ship, there's water and fire but the memory makes you happy like you gained a friend that day and… maybe more.

----- Hospital -----

It took an hour maybe more, but they soon managed to come to an agreement, your farther tried to set up a schedule for when the pirates could visit but that was quickly shut down by both pirates glaring at him and letting out a growl, in the end they all agreed to leave you alone at night, let you gather your thoughts and get some rest without others to disturb. They could tell your parents were still up to something but for now they'll let it slide, their sure if anything happens you'll tell them about it and you've already agreed to see their doctor so if its something medical House can find out. "So where agreed, You and your pals aren't aloud to touch my daughter while we're around" Your mother smirks waving her hand in the air like she's telling them to get lost, Kid growls not liking this at all, not being able touching you will be hell for him, he can't hold your hand or put his coat around you when your cold, hell they don't even want them touching you if you fall or hurt yourself. Killer nudges Kid in the side nodding at his captain who growls at his partner before nodding, as much as he hates this he trusts Killer enough to agree "And in turn you won't degrade, insult or say any kind of negative comment to Y/n or our crew" Killer states earning a nod off your parents, your farther stands out of his chair glaring at the two pirates before looking down at his wife "Now that this is over, i need to get on with business, i trust you'll stay here until they leave" Your Mother nods up at him watching the man grab his case and new's paper "If you break your word, i will insure there will be punishment" Your farther states directing the comment at the two pirates but refusing to look at them as he leaves the room and heads down the hall.

Kid groans leaning back against the wall and looking out of the window seeing the small port and a large ship that is most likely your parents one, anger boils in him not only for letting Killer talk him into this but also because he can't kick your parents aside, blow up their ship and take you away. Killer stands cracking his neck before grabbing the captain's arm snapping the man out of his destructive thoughts "Can i have a word? I'll head back to the Victoria and be back later but first we need to talk" The masked man knows he has to ease the captain before leaving, letting him sit and simmer in anger is only going to cause a fight and leave dead body's behind, with a groan Kid nods following his partner out the room, the captains eye twitches once in the hallway wanting to yell at the first mate for making such a stupid compromise but Killer doesn't stop, not until they get to a clear hallway where your parents, nurses and doctor's can't hear them "The Fuck Kill? wh-" Kid yells not bothering to keep his voice down until the masked man places a hand over the captains mouth and shoves him up against the wall "Keep your voice down" Killer whispers earning a deep growl from his partner whose quick to grab Killer's wrist pulling it away from his mouth while his metal hand grabs the masked man's face shoving him away "The fuck's your problem?" Kid whispers through gritted teeth, Killer sighs pulling his wrist out of the captain's grip before leaning against the opposite wall crossing his arms over his chest.

Despite the two sometimes getting into a physical fight neither of them get hurt, its normally just a little push and shove both not using much strength and knowing when enough is enough, it's normally because one or both of them need to break something or fight someone due to the adrenaline and anger in their system. "Kid, i understand your angry-" Killer goes to say only to be interrupted once again by Kid, despite the angry look on his face the masked man has been with his partner long enough to know he's actually upset "I'm more than angry Kill, i can't touch her, hold her, heck can't even help your out of bed if she needs. How can you make a compromise like that? what's next? i can't look at her, can't even be in the same room as her?" The captain's hands shake the feeling of wanting to punch a wall or strangle someone is making it hard to keep his voice down, Killer pushes off the wall stepping closer to his partner despite the warning glare he's getting "I noticed something with Y/n before, when her mother wanted to compromise with her. Y/n really thought about it and noticed how things where phrased, all the stuff you were happy with were worded in a way that wasn't in our favor but this one was" Kid groans while rolling his eyes not wanting a lecture from his partner right now, seeing this the masked man sighs and places a hand over his mask "You can touch her Kid, just not while their in the room" The captain raises a brow at his lover not fully understanding but his body relaxes, he can hold you, touch you, help you. "She said we can't touch her while their around, so when ever their not in the room we can touch her, if she'll let us"

Kid lets out a huff of a laugh while running his hand over his face and into his hair pushing it back, the anger he once had starts to fade away as a smug grin forms on his face "You manipulative bastard" The Captain chuckles grabbing his partner by the hips and pulling him in placing kisses and bites on the masked man's neck "K-kid" Killer tries not to laugh while wrapping his arms around Kids shoulders keeping the two close, the captain bites down on the first mates neck earning a groan of satisfaction soon followed by a slight push on his shoulder "Kid… Come on" The masked man protests despite wanting to continue, the captain slowly pulls away still keeping a firm grip on his partner's hips and raising a brow "What? Not aloud to show my lover some love?" he asks with a smirk knowing thats not true at all by the way his partner is still gripping onto him, if Killer wanted to he could easily get away. "We can continue this later, for now i need to head back to the Victoria, i promised the crew I'd save them from Papa's cooking and I'll get House ready to see Y/N tomorrow" Kid groans but understands since the crew have been complaining and honestly the hospital food is better than Papa's cooking, Killer garbs Kids hands pulling them off his hips to get his point across that he has to go, reluctantly the captain lets him do so and follows him out into the hallway leading back to your room.

Before Killer can leave though and idea pops into the captain's head, he's not sure it will work but it'll be worth a try "Hay Kill, bring the Victoria round to the port" Killer quickly turns to his captain humming in a surprised tone, they didn't want to draw any attention to themselves which is why they docked at the back away from the small port "I don't know if thats a good idea, we'll be spotted and have marines called on us" The protest earns a sigh from Kid while placing his hand on Killers shoulder, a small cocky grin forms on his face while looking his partner over "You know, I've noticed a few things too Kill. This place seems very reluctant to call in the marines, they've had days to do it, and they haven't even threatened us with getting those bastards. I don't think we have to worry about them, plus seeing the Victoria might trigger something for Y/n" The captain knew he was right, he didn't know why everyone seemed to not call in marines or even mention them but its working in their favor, so he won't question it, for now. Thinking for a second Killer nods agreeing with his captain "In that case, I'll pack some of her stuff hopefully that will trigger something too, I'll drop it all off later" Kid nods turning to his partner and placing a kiss on his jaw line while his flesh hand caresses his side, Killer leans into it letting out a hum while running his hand over Kid's shoulder and into his hair tugging on it lightly "Don't leave me too long with the old hag" the captain chuckles before pulling away and letting his partner go, Killer's shoulders shake while holding in a laugh quickly turning and walking away before his partner makes another comment. "Don't forget the Polka dot shirt" Kid calls out after earning a simple hand flick in return.

----- Memory -----

The first Island you stopped off at was an uninhabited one, you knew it was a smart chose to add that the island had to have a village for you to get off their ship since this was bound to happen. You got off the ship with Heat and wondered around a little, the two of you trying to help find something edible that you could take back to the crew. Pushing past bushes and branches you soon make it to the other side of the small island, Heat sighs as he plops down on the sandy shore "There aren't even animals on this island, boring" The scarecrow like man sighs making you shake your head at his whining, you keep your eyes on the water scanning it until they land on something thats almost fully submerged and surrounded by rocks. Strolling over to the water you stop just before the tide touches your boots, leaning forward while squinting your eyes you make out some kind of small wooden ship. "What is it?" Heat calls out before standing and brushing the sand off his pants before making his way over "I think there's a sunken ship over there, it beaten up but there's nothing growing on it so its most likely resent" you state before taking off your shoes and socks, Heat stands behind you not wanting to get his feet wet while looking out at the sea soon spotting what you've spotted, its small but has a cabin on the back of it, most likely a fisherman's boat from all the netting clinging to the side of the boat. You take off your jacket which gets Heat to look down at you and raise an eyebrow "What are you doing?" He asks stepping away from you as you place your jacket, shoes and socks to the side "I'm gonna have a look" you smile back at him.

Heat sighs and shakes his head "I don't think thats a good idea, we should tell the others and bring the ship round" You shake your head at him before turning to fully face him "It's not that far away don't worry. I would offer of you to join me but i don't want you getting your straw wet, scarecrow" you giggle seeing him growl at you while stepping closer "i'm not worried about you, i don't give a damn about you and why the hell do you keep calling me that?" His tall slender body towers over you while his eyes turn almost back with anger, it scares you a little but you know better than to show weakness "It's the stitches, your also abnormally tall and thin and when ever your mouth opens its just back, you remind me of a cool punk rock scarecrow" you state staring blankly up at him before turning and stepping into the water, he stands there frozen for a second unsure of what to say or do until he hears a splash. Once it was deep enough you dive forward and swim over to the wreck, there were some small fish around, but they swam away before you could get close. Once at the wooden ship you can see why it sunk, the underside of the ship is torn up beyond repair and it seems to be lower than a normal ship's bottom should be, It must have scraped against the rocks when getting too close to the island. Going under the water you swim through the open door of the cabin and then up to a large air pocket, wiping your face of the salty water you look around seeing the ships wheel and a bunch of lockers along with a opening where a ladder goes down into the bottom of the ship.

Checking the open lockers you don't find much just some old jackets and waterlogged boots but there is a small tin full of different fishing hooks which you place in your back pocket, maybe Wire who was fishing today since they haven't been affected by the water, kept nice and safe inside the tin box for who knows how long. Taking in a deep breath you push off the wheel of the ship and head down through the hole using the ladder to help you descend quickly, you now know the reason for the boats deep bottom, there's a small kitchen with broken wooden cupboards and a table and bench attached to the wall next to it, on the other side of the room are 6 cot beds going up the walls. You search for as long as you can before going back up for air, you knew there has to be something down there, so you took another breath and headed back down going straight over to the closed metal fridge, pulling a few times you managed to open it. With a happy smile you reach into the fridge and grab a large crate of beer before swimming back up and out the door before going up for air, catching your breath you manage to tread water until you can find a rock to stand on. "Hay Heat… Look what i found" You yell out while lifting the heavy crate full of alcohol bottles over your head. "Get your ass back here" Heat yells back at you but even from this distance your can see the huge smile on his face "Not yet there's another two crates and i haven't even checked the freezer yet" You yell back before looking around you and finding a loose piece of wood on the side of the ship, you kick it a few times until it comes loose and floats up to the top where you place the crate on top of it.

Luckily it didn't sink with the weight so you grabbed the wood and pushed it towards the beach "I'll grab the rest, just push the wood back once it gets to you ok" You call out as the wood floats over towards the shore being helped by the small waves. It took the two of you a while but soon enough you got all the crates of beer to the shore along with some big rolls of cheese wrapped in wax. Stepping onto the sand you sigh and rubs your arms suddenly feeling cold despite the warm weather, Heat looks over your loot checking to see if their edible and drinkable before stacking the crates on top of each other, so he can carry them. You take your shirt off and ring out the water while his back is turned before putting it back on and going to put your socks and shoes back on "You'll catch a cold, Tiny" Heat places a hand on your shoulder pulling you away from your dry clothes and over to another area "Hay what are-… Wait Tiny?" You ask pulling away form his arm and glaring up at him only for the tall man to loom over you again "While you were away i had time to think, if your gonna give me a nickname that you feel is fitting then why not do the same so because of how small you are, your now called Tiny" his smile grows bigger as your cheeks go red with embarrassment, the only up side is that he didn't call you anything to do with your looks, your height was never an issue to you but the way you looked was.

The two of you glare at each other for a while until you sigh and wave your hand at him "Fine, call me what ever you want but that just means your now scarecrow for life" The tall man throws his head back in laughter before ruffling your wet hair "And you will away be tiny" he comments before pulling you over to the side a bit more "Now shut up and let me dry you off, i don't want to hear any whining from you when you catch a cold" he states before stepping away from you, confused you stay there until he takes a breath in, your eyes widen realizing what his about to do. He breathes out fire that shoots past you, it doesn't touch you but the blazing heat warms you up instantly and mostly drys your hair and clothes off, once he stops you keep staring at him wide-eyed wondering how you didn't die. Walking over to your clothes Heat grabs them and throws them at you snapping you out of your scared state "Hurry up and let's get back, we have some drinking to do" The scarecrow laughs before picking up the crates and starting to head back the way you came, you scramble to get your socks and boots on before garbing the cheese and running after him while trying to put your jacket on not wanting to be left behind. Making your way out the forest you spot Killer already cooking over a large camp fire while Kid rested on the sand his hands behind his head as he looks up at the darkening sky, there's a few of the other crew member's scattered around the beach and carrying things off and onto the ship "Hay your back" House yells out running down the ramp holding a small bucket, she rushes over to the masked man placing the bucket down before turning to you and Heat who stop just short of the captain.

Glancing over with a groan Kid's attitude suddenly changes at seeing what the two of you brought back "Where the hell did you find that?" The captain yells sitting up with wide eyes making you both laugh, walking over to a blanket nearby you place the cheese down for Killer to inspect "There's a ship wreck on the other side of the island" Heat answers his captain placing the crates down before stretching cracking his back, leaving them to talk you head over to the ship pulling out the tin in your back pocket as you look for Wire. You soon spot the tall man leaning on the bars inside the skull at the front of the ship a fishing pole still in his hand as he throws it out and over the skulls teeth so it'll hit the water "Its late, thought you two got lost" Wire states not even turning to look at you, it shocking since you hadn't even gotten close to him for the tall man to see you and the floor doesn't creak, maybe it's some kind of sixth sense. Walking over you lean next to him on the railing holding the tin out to him "We found some cool stuff though. I thought you might want these, their not rusted like the tin" Wire raises an eyebrow while propping the fishing rod up and taking the tin out of your hands opening it to find the fishing tackles inside, picking one up he inspects it before placing it back in the tin and closing it "How much?" His question makes you tilt your head not fully understand what he means by that, did he think there's more or did he want money for it? Sighing Wire leans against the railing "How much do you want for it? 20? 30?" He asks glaring down at you only for you to let out a laugh surprising the man.

Shaking your head and putting your hands up you back away slightly "I don't want anything for it, i sore it and thought you might want it so just take it" You state putting your arms back down to your sides starting to realize that you just laughed at the tall man, gulping you wait for a bad reaction but his face is blank making the the tall man more intimidating than before. A tense silence falls between the two of you, Wire looking you over for any kind of deception while your waiting for him to scold you in some way, suddenly the tall mans hand lands on your head giving it a few pats "Thanks" He states the one corner of his mouth turning up a bit before he turns back to fishing, you stand there for a few seconds wondering what on earth just happened, you were sure he would be mad, but he thanked you. Nodding you slowly back up and walk away unsure of how to deal with what just happened only to stop when Wire calls out to you "Hay… have you fished before?" The tall man asks attaching one of the new tackles to his fishing line, turning you shake your head feeling more confused than you did before "Well if your going to be out at sea on your own some day, you might as well learn. Come on, I'll teach you" Wire gestures for you to come over while holding the fishing pole out to you, your still unsure what is going on but your not about to pass up this opportunity to learn something that will help you later so you walk forward taking the fishing rod from the tall man's hands.

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apomaro-mellow · 7 months ago

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Whatever Stevie Wants 10

Part 9

While writing this, I didn’t realize I was plaigirizing Durpleton’s backstory LOL

In accordance with tradition, Steve’s mother waited until they got home, until they were behind closed doors, before she started her tirade on him.

“I hope you’re happy with yourself!”

“As if you care about my happiness!”, Steve shot back.

“Everything your father and I have done has been for your happiness. Including all of the work I’m going to have to do cleaning up this mess.”

“What mess?”, Layton asked, coming into the foyer.

“You’re son slapped Findlay in the face and then threw egg salad in his face”, Margaret said.

“Actually, it was chicken salad.”

Margaret pointed a finger at him. “You and that mouth of yours. Whatever husband we can get for you, I promise he won’t tolerate it the way we have. Now we have to put out this fire before it spreads. People talk Steven!”

Steve shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. You won’t let me near the phones.”

“Son, settle”, Layton started. “You’ve been a good sport and the girls have been liking the nursery.”

“But I will send them to another house”, Margaret warned. “And they’ll be lucky if it’s one of our vacation homes. I’d just as soon send them off with a maid.”

Steve bristled at that, his scent turning sour. His mother pinched her nose.

“I keep forgetting to order you blockers. Honestly, it’s no good the way you throw your scent around. Now, go to your room while your father and I sort this mess out. And don’t even think of going to the nursery. Eleanor has taken the children out on a stroll anyway.”

Steve’s feet stomped with each step and he slammed his door behind him. There had to be something else he could do. Some way he could contact the outside world without a phone. Or at least without his parents knowing. It had been days since he’d last spoken to his real family outside his pups. They must have noticed by now and were doing something about it.

He might be able to convince someone on the staff to let him use theirs, might being the operative word. They were usually more loyal to his mother and father. Steve considered running away on his own. But he couldn’t leave the twins behind. He knew if he did, they’d be shipped off to parts unknown, maybe even separated. He tried to think of who could help him where he was now and there weren’t very many. Folks around here would either be indifferent or send him back to his folks.

Wait-indifference, that could work.

Steve collected himself and went back downstairs, walking past a room where his mother was on the phone, either apologizing to Findlay or planning a party, it was hard to tell. He went right to his father who was on his way out in his golf gear, right on time.

“May I come along?”, Steve asked.

“With me? To the club? Didn’t your mother send you to your room?”

“She did. But I remembered I have to be a team player”, Steve said. “And maybe there’s some nice, younger alphas at the club.”

“Well you know we can’t afford to be picky when it comes to that”, Layton reminded him as he walked out, a silent approval for his son to come along. “But perhaps there is someone. You know Findlay has some kids around your age.”

Steve winced. “Maybe not anyone from that family.”

They arrived at the country club and it took very little to convince his father to go off golfing and leave him on his own. Steve’s front was that he’d find someone to talk to in the tea room or perhaps one of the leisure decks. True to his father’s nature, the man didn’t question the fact that Steve had just returned from brunch or even process what had happened at said brunch.

All he cared for was that his son appeared pleasant, agreeable, and social. So Steve was free to roam. The moment his father was off on the course, Steve looked around for someone his age, maybe even younger. He really didn’t feel like flirting with someone just to get access to their phone, but he would if he must.

He sat down at a table on the deck and allowed his order to be taken as he looked around and then he saw it, a kid with an ipad. Jackpot. Steve scanned the area and found their mother. They were wearing matching clothes and as usual, she was a distance away, distracted. It reminded Steve too much of his childhood, the kind of thing he was trying to save Violet and Vanessa from. But he couldn’t think about that right now.

“Hey”, Steve said, approaching the kid’s table. “It’s probably pretty boring here, isn’t it?”

“Yeah”, the little boy said, not looking up from his screen.

“You know, if you go through that door over there”, he pointed to where servers were coming and going. “Sometimes they give you sweets.”

The boy’s legs kicked a little at that. “Won’t I get in trouble?”

“You might. But they can’t take the cookies out of your stomach when you’ve already eaten them.”

That was all the boy needed to hop out of his chair and head to the kitchen. Steve took the ipad with a smooth motion and went further inside, finding a private bathroom. He went to the apps and of course this five year old child had twitter. Steve couldn’t judge some stranger’s parenting when it was in his favor right now.

He searched around and found exactly what he was looking for. The trending page was full of phrases and hashtags regarding the whole situation #CorrodedCoffin, HE’S MISSING, #Stevegate, and BRING HIM HOME.

Steve wanted to spend hours looking at everything. But he had to be smart with his time. His pack knew he was missing, but Steve didn’t talk about his parents much. While the Harringtons were public figures, Steve could narrow the search down from their many homes.

He opened up the camera and started recording, beginning with who he was. “My name is Steve Munson…”

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Margaret was waiting for them, glass of wine in her hand. “I don’t like it when people go behind my back.”

Layton looked confused, while Steve froze, afraid he’d been caught already.

“Steve was just at the club with me, on the prowl for a husband”, Layton said.

“He wouldn’t need to prowl if he took this seriously. And when I send someone to their room, I expect them to stay put until I say so.”

“Margaret, you’re too harsh on the boy. He was perfectly well behaved while with me.”

“Oh but of course, you’re his favorite”, Margaret bit out. “I’m just his warden.”

Steve slipped away, not interested in stroking his mother’s ego nor coming to his father’s aid. When he got to his room, he let out a sigh. He’d made the video, posted it on the kid’s account with as many keywords and hashtags as possible, then deleted it from the ipad. Steve wished he could’ve taken it with him, but surely the device had a location tracker. He could only hope the video got shared and viewed for the right people to see.

Corroded Coffin had ended their promotions early, citing issues at home. And it was just that morning that they came public with the fact that Steve, their pack omega, had gone missing after a visit to his parents. Their fans were making waves and news outlets were running with the story. The spouse of a celebrity going missing was juicy news.

Steve wouldn’t be able to see what effect his video would have. All he could hope for was that his parents didn’t see it too soon and that if they did, the coded messages in the video would go over their heads.

“My name is Steve Munson. This is a message to Eddie, Jeff, Grant, and Gareth. The pups are safe, we’re together. I went to visit my parents at a rented villa. They drugged me and now intend to make me break my bonding so that I can mate with someone in their circle. The castle has many defenses. But those unknown by the dragons may have a chance to cast a charm. I urge you to make off with the treasure first. The princess has her own wings.”

Part 11

#apo writes #stranger things #steddie #corroded king #omegaverse #a/b/o

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renlyslittlerose · 15 hours ago

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What was your favorite part about your trip!?

Oh man, that's a tough question! I have a few favourite parts, if you'll allow me to indulge~

Standing on the bow of a fake 20th century ocean liner at Disney Sea, looking out at the actual ocean and seeing the massive shipping tankers just floating on the surface. As a landlocked Canadian, it's always a treat to see the ocean and feel that wicked wind in my hair and across my cheeks (even if it does strain my eyes haha)

Walking through Edogawa City and Chiba City. While the major tourist neighbourhoods/cities located in Tokyo proper were fun to visit (we hit up Shinjuku, Shibuya, Harajuku, and Akihabara), it was also nice to just exist in Tokyo away from the busier places. One day we decided to visit a mall, and just looked through the shops and weaved our way through local traffic, getting a sense of how locals spend their weekends. We ended up finding a pet store and bought some treats for our furry nightmares back home. And another day we walked to an arcade that was about thirty minutes from our hotel, that took us through parts of Edogawa. We found a park along the way that we stopped in at, breathing in the spring air and admiring the super massive koi and the sunbathing turtles

Handing out my 'swag' at Star Wars Celebration, and getting to connect briefly with people attending the con. My favourite little moments were giving stickers to a group who were cosplaying as Clone Wars Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Ahsoka, as well as a guy who had a hilarious George Lucas cosplay going on. Giving out stickers to kids was also fun - the parents were always much more appreciative than the kids themselves haha

Seeing the cast of Andor in person, and having Genevieve O'Reilly wave at me!

Making some staff at Tokyo Disney laugh, and getting stickers in return for their amusement at my expense. Mostly it was just me trying to talk to them in fractured Japanese, but one time I think it was because of my attempts to describe the lock-screen of my lost phone ("Men. Drawn men. Anime men???")

Riding Snow White at Disneyland Tokyo. It was our last ride of the night. The electrical parade was going on, so the line for the ride was super short. We were all delirious at this point, and by the time we got on the ride we decided to just let loose - pretend screaming at the spooky trees, begging the witch not to drop a boulder on us, etc.

Listening to the mother/daughter duo on Journey to the Centre of the Earth. Though I did not speak Japanese, I could tell the little girl was nervous at the start of the ride, while her mother was trying to reassure her. As the ride started, it was the little girl who started laughing, while her mother was screaming her head off at every little bump and turn. By the time we'd hit the big drop out of the volcano, the mother had gone completely silent in terror, and when we got off the ride I turned around to see the mum literally stumbling out of the cart, her hair a tangled mess, while her daughter laughed and skipped joyfully away

Eating all sorts of amazing food, and not having to change my diet too much. Some stand-outs I had were: tuna onagiri from Lawsons, smoked trout sandwich, spicy miso ramen, a traditional tempura lunch, egg drop soup (with real crab!), and two separate orders of curry from CoCo Curry (vegetarian curry, regular spice, less rice, added spinach, added crab croquette)

Navigating the subway system (I dunno why, I just like figuring out metro systems when I travel. Makes me feel all accomplished lol)

Visiting the Godzilla store. I 💖Godzilla

Buying gifts for friends and family. I love picking out unique and interesting and pretty and funny things for people in my life. If it weren't for my parents in particular, I wouldn't have the opportunity to travel like I do, so bringing them back loads of treats is the least I can do.

Finally, I think the best part was getting to travel with my buddy @the-nuup. We've been friends since Junior High, and were nicknamed Palpatine and Vader back in the day. Still being best friends with her all these years later, and getting to see these cool places and experience these things with her is a real treat. Whether it was playing Who Wants to be a Millionaire on the flight(s) over, perfectly synchronizing Fellowship and Two Towers on the flight back, walking to get snacks from the grocery store late at night, discussing fanfic and fandom culture while sitting on a bench in the middle of Disneyland, or people watching on the floor of a convention hall, it was just really special getting to spend time with someone I care for deeply! 💕

#ask #reply #boomhauer #thanks for asking!#I'm missing so much but these are some of the stand-out moments

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morrigan-sims · 10 months ago

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The Noble House of Lockwood

Lord Alistair Lockwood, his wife Lady Evangeline Lockwood, and their children: Silas, Byron, and Theodore Lockwood.

Lord Alistair Lockwood

Current head of the Lockwood Estate.

Wood Elf.

Extremely wealthy.

Member of the ruling council of Arborcea.

Takes great (too much) pride in his house, name, and family.

Has a short temper and is quick to bring it out on those who displease him.

Loves his [legitimate] sons, although he's not good at showing it, at least not in healthy ways.

Had an affair with a human woman ~27 years ago that resulted in Rook's birth.

One of the key players in placing Arborcea under Elven rule.

Very well-respected among the other nobles.

Stubborn and prideful, even arrogant. (His eldest son, Silas, takes after him in this regard.)

Despite his prominent place on the council, he hungers for more. More power, more wealth, more influence.

Very traditionalist/old-fashioned.

A strict father, but well-respect and even idolized by his [legitimate] sons.

Lady Evangeline Lockwood

Lady of the Lockwood Estate.

Eldest daughter of another of Arborcea's noble houses.

High Elf.

Her and Alistair's marriage was an arranged one for politics and money, not love.

Strongly begrudges Alistair for the affair that led to Rook's existence, and has not forgiven him yet. (26 years is a blink of an eye for an elf.)

Despite this, will forever and always keep up appearances of a happy and faithful couple. (Even when they are alone, she hardly ever shows her displeasure with Alistair.)

Was thrilled when Rook ran away, because it meant that there was no longer a constant reminder of her husband's infidelity and shame wandering the halls of her house.

Vain, and always fishing for compliments from everyone around her.

Cleverer than she lets on.

Her sons are her greatest love and pride. They can do (almost) no wrong in her eyes. (However, damaging the image of house Lockwood does count as wrong.)

Has tea gatherings with the other noble ladies where they talk shit about anything and anyone.

Very strict mistress to the servants and anyone in her employ.

Also a strict mother, though much more loving.

Silas Lockwood

The oldest Lockwood brother.

The closest thing to a "rebellious" kid the [legitimate] Lockwood family has.

Stereotypical "popular kid": has a ton of friends and is always the center of attention despite being a dick to most people.

Is rarely at home, usually off "adventuring" (aka, paying other people to do the real work, then let him come in and deal the final blow and taking the credit.)

Excellent fencer, but initially trained for dueling competitions for entertainment, not lethality. His style is kind of exaggeratedly showy because of this.

When he's not adventuring or dueling, he's usually in a tavern, slightly drunk and surrounded by "20 of his closest friends". (or "friends"... most of them are using him or he's using them. He's aware of this and doesn't care.)

Has his father's short temper and intense pride. Can never walk away from a fight.

Hates nothing more than losing/being humiliated.

Byron Lockwood

Middle child, often overlooked in favor of his siblings.

Most boring/practical of the kids.

Doesn't really know what he wants in life.

Doomed to always be out-shined by Silas or Theo.

Totally not bitter about it.

Currently engaged to the daughter of another noble house.

Wants to inherit the title of Lord Lockwood, and is offended that someone as irresponsible as Silas would get it.

Perfectionist. Expects the best from everyone around him at all times.

The only Lockwood kid with a "real" job. (Manages some of his father's interests in a handful of shipping companies based in Arborcea.)

Think of the stereotypical shitty boss: Greedy, ambitious, treats his underlings like tools not people.

Theodore "Theo" Lockwood

The youngest Lockwood brother.

His parents' favorite.

Mama's boy, has Lady Lockwood wrapped around his finger and he knows it.

Spoiled youngest child. Is used to getting everything he wants whenever he wants it.

Will get very upset if his desires are not met.

Has spent the last few decades attending various kind of universities for degrees in all sorts of things. (the perks of being an elf and super rich, I guess.)

When asked about his plans "after schooling", he just does a kind of vague handwave and starts rambling about "research projects", but can't give any straight answers.

Will probably end up as some kind of weird professor/research funder: Ultra wealthy, multiple PHDs, "inventor" (but really just pays people to invent things for him), more than a little bit of a jerk. All his future students will come in so thrilled to meet this famous guy who's done so much impressive shit, but end up leaving disillusioned about their idol.

Not as smart as he seems. More than possibly has paid his way through at least a few of his classes/degrees.

As an academic will almost certainly plagiarize most or all of his work.

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 CAS #ts4 CAS #adventures in cas #my sims #cas #ts4 fantasy #sims 4 fantasy #ts4 dnd #sims 4 dnd #dnd extras #the lockwoods #this is Rook's father his stepmother (I guess?) and his half-brothers btw.#the brothers are all older than him by quite a bit actually. Being elves they're going to far outlive him lmao.#but honestly given Rook's lifestyle even if he was a full elf I don't think he'd live that long. I literally can't picture him getting old.#but yeah. Rook is the best member of the Lockwood line and that's because he's a bastard not in spite of it.#Rook was supposed to face Silas in a duel and Silas was supposed to cheat and poison him but we had to skip that whole arc for pacing.#which I get it. The story turned out better bc of it but it would have been SO fun to have Rook see a relative for the first time in 9 year #none of them know where he went or what happened to him. They would certainly have OPINIONS about him being a pirate lmao.

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magicalberserk · 3 months ago

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New version of my old and dumb Microwave Society quotes roleplay meme, now including more quotes from this video! Please check out the actual Microwave Society channel here!

"Lion King is just a Shakespeare play, but for furries."

"Engineering; creating solutions for problems that don't exist."

"I am not going to Ohio! In fact, I'm going the opposite direction!"

"You know what I wish I had in my hands right now? A gun! So I could shoot whoever made this!"

"Call him 'Arby's', 'cause he's got the meats!"

"I'm gonna murder two children tonight."

"You have problems with cream filled chocolate cake?"

"Someone's halls are getting decked!"

"This isn't just a movie, [name]. This is the movie."

"I have no friends, and I'm not gonna start now!"

"The only problem with that is the fact that I don't care."

"We're in a sports competition! Why did you bring grenades!?"

"It's Santa Clause!"

"Oh dear, it seems I've missed my turn..."

"Nothing personal, but you are the worst being I've ever encountered."

"We're not gonna feed [name] unless you buy a tee shirt."

"I'm gonna put my head in a guillotine."

"Nobody that works here is sad, 'cause if they are sad they're dead!"

"I will light you on fire."

"Snip snap, your opinion is crap!"

"If we barrel to our deaths, at least we'll be singing a really cool song!"

"Your parents didn't love you, and no one else will either."

"You're boiling my vibe! You're heating my vibe to 212°F, bro!"

"I will forever remember the sound of a dodge ball hitting you in the face. That's a sound that stays with you for life."

"Kill me, so I can stop watching this."

"Oh god, I forgot this was a musical! NOOOOO!"

"This is the beginning of my villain arc."

"You know I hate to break it to you, uh, but you're wrong..."

"Check out my new invention: gun!"

"Um... I have a civil war to reenact..."

"Why are we in Texas?"

"This is a call for help, I haven't eaten in days."

"As a pianist, you make me wanna tear my hair out."

"Merry Christmas!" *Explosion*

"Picture this: it's 7 AM. You just woke up. You eat your hypothetical eggs and bacon. You walk out to the bus and two minutes later, you're experiencing 15 Gs."

"Technically, pirate ships are just really big sailboats."

"Joke's on you, there was a landmine right there."

"Everyone clapped, Obama was there."

"With all due respect, sir... no."

"What's the return policy on human beings?"

"I will literally kill us all."

"I'm gonna lock myself in my room and not come out for another twenty years!"

"It's school, you're probably just staring at a wall thinking about something else entirely."

"Would you love me if I was a worm?"

"Nothing is illegal in Britain."

"You are a danger to society!"

"Is your bed made out of cardboard and sticks?"

"We've all been to an execution, right?"

"Oh no, the taxes! They're coming for me!"

"I don't wanna go to England! I don't wanna be British!"

"I really wanna plug a straightener into a random outlet in your house."

"I hate my wife so much that I don't communicate with her."

"[Name], I'm going to actually kill you."

"I wish movies were real."

"Musicians are the most pure people, I dunno what you're talking about."

"What bathroom door? I've never seen a bathroom in this house!"

"Are you on drugs right now?"

"It's standard procedure! We're gonna throw a kid off the train, and they're gonna get sucked under the wheel and die!"

"I'm so mature and everything, I objectify all women! Not just hot women!"

"Guys, I'm from Awesome Town, so I'm like, super awesome."

"If you didn't have curly hair, George Bush would come into your house and shoot you."

"You know how you feel bad? Well, I'm gonna make you feel worse."

"Don't fall into another dimension in middleschool, you'll be fine."

"Being thrown into a wall doesn't hurt, apparently."

"I want a house made of gummy bears..."

"Only the United States would make jaywalking a thing."

"Brains are so gross, I'm glad I don't have one."

"What ever, major loser."

"Aircraft carriers are just floaty airports."

"Let's walk out into the dark, shadowy part of the forest where no one can see you."

"I... haven't read any of them. Because I just... hate reading..."

"I just want a restaurant to make me a cheeseburger that doesn't look like they slapped it face down."

"Back in my day, we went out back and watched someone get hanged."

"None of these people are ugly enough to be musicians. If you think a musician's attractive, someone else wrote their songs."

"My frontal lobe does not associate dopamine to anything, Ever."

"If you spend time with your family, you're fired! Because capitalism!"

"Can we stop having cinematic universes?"

"End my life right now."

"God, not England! Gross! Ew!"

"Let's put lighter fluid inside the turkey."

"He should be dead. I want him to be dead. I want to execute him. He doesn't have a punchable face, he has a shootable face. Let's kill him."

"It's a good time, no alcohol required!"

"Haha, I'm trespassing!"

"You have the mental capacity of a toe!"

"I hope everyone here dies of disease."

"I would fly like that if I was a superhero, just T-pose the entire way."

"I don't think labor laws existed in Bible days..."

#roleplay meme #rp meme #rp prompts #rp prompt #sentence starter #sentence starter prompts #rp sentence starter

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chipthekeeper · 3 months ago

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Andor S1 Rewatch Commentary - Episode 2

the adhd was strong with this one

Okay, episode two rewatch, part two—take two! It's take two. Because I couldn't hear it at first and that's kind of essential

I'm a day late because I was not really in the mood yesterday, and I did not want that to affect fun commentary. I mean I don't know how fun this commentary will be but at least I'm in a fun mood now. High probability of having to yell at cats though

Trying to be patient through this first arc but it's hard. I miss my children

Lizard! Or….slug…thing? I want it to be a lizard

These Kenari kids look like they're having fun. Maybe they killed all their parents. Just like, fuck it we'll do it ourselves……That was morbid. I take it back. Be funny, though. No one's ever thought of that before I bet

The whole mystery here on Kenari really bugs me. But not to the point where I am interested in theorizing about it. Because I don't care that much. But als—TIME GRAPPLER!!!!

This being like the first thing we saw in like a trailer was just the dopest fucking shit. I will never get over how fucking cool that was. Bangggg! And now I should see a shot of Vel because that's how the trailer went *sad grumbling*…..Who makes his headphones? I want some.

Aww Wilmon, he's so sleepy

Steelpeckers!!!!!!

How have they not made a Lego like, Ferrix Tower with him up there with his hammers? I need it. I need it!!!!

Cassian does have a dope jacket in this arc, I'll give him that

Looks like Bix has a rack of K-cups on her desk

Ugh. I don't care what you guys say. I hate Timm and it's not hard to hate him. Ugh

It always bugs me that I never got the chance to actually read that Aurebesh before they...just went ahead and translated it on the screen for me

I want my house to look like this. I don't have a house, but if I had a house…….It really does look cold as hell, though

Does Maarva have a TV? She's probably bored all day just sitting there…..Just kidding, her son is all over the police scanner

The Fest thing. I was so prepared to be so mad that they erased Fest, but that made me pump my fist SO. HARD. There are still some things they changed that I have issues with, but that was perfect

It really is cold in there, you can see his breath

*sits up and starts losing my mind at the bar scene* What is this shuffleboard game they're playing?!!! Ahhhh I need to know the Ferrix bar games!! Put that in focus please!!! Not that I don't want to focus on Bix but that's very interesting. I've never noticed that before

Again, Bix's big brown eyes are right. there.

Timm you fucking creep. Jesus christ

She definitely did not take a drink out of that cup. I hate noticing things like that. Timm definitely took a drink out of that flask though.

I want to play Name That Alien, but I don't know that guy :(

Noodles Brian part two!!! And girlfriend?...Hm, that guy's not in the throuple

The fucking cereal. Timm and Cereal Karn connected by the cereal. They're both bastards and I hate them both (sorry, Em)

That doesn’t make any sense Timm!! *dumbass voice* “Yes, it's not too late.” Drunk and stupid….Why don't you take your boots off?! I can't even watch this. This is the only romance we get and it has to be Timm for half of it. The other half is perfect…..Give Bix a girlfriend for god's sake

What's this funky little droid on the floor?

Oh my god, I just realized. Mosk moves just like my old boss that I hated. Just walking like you're the hottest shit that's ever lived. I wish I hadn't noticed that. Now I hate him even more……….How would all of these events have been different if Mosk was not such a dumb, aggressive bulldog?

She really does just sit there and stare at nothing all day

Again, this ship and these people, another thing that bothers me, but I don't care enough to theorize or make it make sense. Thankfully the rest of this show is a rich enough text that I don't feel the need to think about it, even two and a half years later

Fondor Haulcraft!!!! I can't look at this ship now without thinking about doing the Lego mod of it, which was annoying as hell

Luthen with a walking stick, not going to say anything about that….today…

Love how big the hotel is. You can see it even from where he is

*lethally sarcastic* Yay creepy Timm and his creepy socks. Jesus. Thank god he's dead. Oh, spoilers. Did he keep the socks on while they were—nevermind

I seriously don't know how they have not started selling these bantha plushies. You're just sitting on money. I would buy that so fast

Just…completely zoned out for like a full two minutes. It's not important what I was thinking about. Not for this episode anyway. We can come back to that in a couple

When that guy started standing up I freaked out. You can see him unfocused in the background. It was so scary the first time. And then he just opens fire. Insane. Shoot first, ask questions later. Later, Pincushion!

Listening to that thing that somebody believes is in English/Basic. And I have to say, that's completely nonsense. That was just as much gibberish as the rest of this

Xan and Granik!!! This is the highlight of the episode for me. Is Xan's across from a barber shop? Or are they just shining shoes over there? It is a barber shop! Somebody's getting a shave. That's amazing. I love not listening to what anyone is saying just so I can watch. Wait, Xan has the same computer monitor that I do? “Does it talk?” I want Xan's hat. Those guys are just cleaning that chair the whole time in the wider shot, but when it's close up on Cassian there's somebody in the chair hahaha [this whole scene provided an incredible showcase of my ADHD]

This Pre-Mor ship is just kind of hilarious…..Go ahead Inspector Karn, rouse the troops….That guy trying not to yawn *laughing*….See the thing is I couldn't really do better, so I can't laugh too hard, but also if I was offered the opportunity I would just say, that's okay, no thank you….And then if anyone tried to clap I would punch them in the mouth *cackling* ohh the lip bite

Hi Willi. You perfect bus weirdo

The DRUUUMMMSSSSSS *just doing enthusiastic drum noises* Yeah. Hearing those drums for the first time was a life-changing experience

I don't think I'm gonna sit through all the credits this time. So bye!

#i did edit out all the yelling at the cats #they were suuuuper annoying #andor #s1 rewatch #my posts

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blue-jisungs · 2 years ago

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HI! QUESTION

What is your opinion on rival pirate reader x rival pirate woozi???

:)))

enemies to lovers speed run.

sea salt flavoured kisses

author's note. hehe i feel like this was inspired by the hoshi pirate thingy i wrote….. and my opinion on that is: smash. would write. 10/10 would and will recommend. like. this is my jam, i love writing fics in those settings + WOOZI? E2L? he’s perfect for that. i have another e2l planned with him lmao bye anyway, i hope you enjoy this :D

also tagging @l3visbby bc i promised!! u deserve a gift for working so hard and i hope this can make u feel a bit better teehee

summary. while visiting your hometown, jihoon gets you in trouble. and luckily for him, he (somehow) gets you out of it too

word count. +- 2.9k

warnings. umm swearing, alcohol consumption, blades (dagger), blood, violence (people get slapped and kind of hurt but uh it’s not specified if they’re dead or not 😇), ment (?) of being hung ++ lots of cameos :D

stepping out of your cabin, the smell of sea filling your nostrils and warm sunshine hugging your skin; you stretched lazily, trying to shake off the rest of slumber in your body.

“oi, captain! you’re finally awake!”

you turned your head and sent yunjin a sleepy smile. her and chaewon giggled at you. nodding, you decided to take a stroll on your deck and observe your crew.

the girls who greeted you were fixing the ropes and gossiping. as usual, but at least they did their job well.

sakura, the oldest (after you) on the deck and your quartermaster, was sailing while you were asleep. you sent her a wave and she waved back. eunchae and kazuha were listening to taehyun as he walked them through the usage of canons. well, of course they will have to only clean them at first but later on they’ll be able to fix them if necessary. and shoot, like taehyun or yeonjun. they just needed the training.

beomgyu and soobin were out of sight, probably scanning the maps for the next journey. kai wasn’t near, so he probably sat with them and observed them curiously (like he always does).

the youngest members of your crew were cleaning. you all’ve been there so it was nothing strange. sure, they complained but due to their youthful nature and vigour they did the job fast. and fun.

riwoo, jaehyun and leehan were mopping the floor while splashing each other. sungho alongside taesan and woonhak were in charge of food today… which means it might be interesting. and hopefully not burnt, like the last time yeonjun and beomgyu cooked together.

walking up to the railing of the upper deck, where sakura was navigating, a smile spread on your lips.

“we’re close” you breathed out, heart swelling in your chest. your homeland…

you fixed your hat and leaned a bit, admiring the land from afar.

“do you think the boys will be happy?” you asked, turning around. sakura took a deep breath and shrugged.

“no idea… they wanted to leave but it’s been a long time, so maybe they won’t mind a quick visit” she hummed

“it’s been a long time for them, huh? then i wasn’t here in ages” you whined and sakura just let out a laugh.

“you’re ancient, captain”

you were born and raised in hybe, one of the biggest islands. growing up in a poor household, a neighbourhood filled with thieves and poverty made you adapt quickly to such environment. at the age of 6 you started pickpocketing. by the age of 10, you were a quite good – you’d say so yourself – thief. your parents didn’t really care, as long as you brought money or food home.

because of that you wanted some freedom, to start a new life. stories about pirates always fascinated you and you always sneaked into the docks whenever a bigger ship would arrive.

and one day you just snuck on a ship… and stayed there, thanks to the pirates’ kindness. this made you realise they aren’t always the bad guys.

during one of the visits back home, you met the young boys on a street. doing exactly what you did as a kid. you knew how can it affect them negatively so you decided to offer them a somehow better future. and of course they agreed, because y/n of hybe became a famous yet mysterious pirate known here and there. they heard about you; hell, who wouldn’t? besides, you remember when they were born – or more like dropped off by the orphanage next door.

so will they miss their hometown? they weren’t there as long as you… and you… you missed the town, not the people.

arriving at the land, you stepped almost hesitant.

“we’re leaving tomorrow, this time. go have some fun, rats” you grinned and ruffled woonhak’s hair.

you let out a deep sigh and started walking. no, you let your legs lead you.

you found yourself walking amongst the old, sketchy paths of your old town. memories flooding back, too deeply in the nostalgic feeling you failed to realise that another ship docked.

visiting a bar at the end of your small journey when the sun has set, you ordered a glass of rum and sat back at the dark corner of the room. thinking about your next trip, you watched the people there. most of them were just drunkards or hazard addicted people.

then you frowned upon noticing – or thinking you noticed – a familiar face. it was a quick movement so you weren’t sure. maybe it was someone else…? but still, you had to remain cautious. you need to return to the ship tomorrow anyways.

playing with the dagger that you stuck into the wooden table, you took a sip of the alcoholic beverage.

you’ve come to a conclusion this may be your homeland, but certainly not your home. your place is on the ship, with your crew–

“well shiver me timbers, who do we have here?”

you looked up lazily, knowing the voice too damn well.

“jihoon” you sighed, meeting the man’s gaze. he sat down in front of you, placing his own glass. also filled with rum. you pointed at it “amongst all those things we disagree on, at least our alcohol taste matches”

he tsked and took a look around.

“what are you doing here?” you hissed, leaning forward. jihoon observed the gold coin dangling on the necklace on your neck.

“what are YOU doing here?” he back fired, ebony irises almost black due to the faint light.

“it’s literally my island. you’re not from here, so stop acting like a local” you grunted and tightened your fingers on the wooden grip of your dagger.

“we agreed not to cross paths ever again” he said, voice low. you let out an amused huff, looking away. the door from the bar were constantly opening and closing.

“i remember. i said i’ll kill you when i see you next time” you said through clenched teeth. jihoon swiftly grabbed the dagger and started sticking it between his fingers, palm flat on the wooden table.

“i’d like to see you try. from what i know, you rather barely visit your home. so why you’re here?” he asked.

jihoon was your… enemy? any other pirate was your enemy, technically. but he… he was a real bastard. always stealing your treasure, almost as if he knew where exactly are you heading to next. and he’s cocky about it to – leaving notes and visible tracks. last time he went way too far.

he sunk your ship.

luckily, no one got harmed but the damage was done in your heart. the black cat, your beloved ship has kissed the sea’s bottom. since then you promised yourself to get revenge – and that’s why you may or may not insisted on visiting hybe.

because apart from you being the island’s hidden gem, there’s also illegal but very effective gun powder and explosives business. bang sihyuk, the driving force behind it owned you a favour so–

wait. if jihoon’s here, then he must have discovered it.

your eyes snapped back at him just when you felt the cold metal tip poking at your exposed throat. the dangerous glint in jihoon’s eye and handsome smirk made you even more angry. because he just played you and read like an open book.

“hah… oh, y/n. you’re real cute sometimes” he cooed, tilting his head. your dagger in his hand pointing at your throat. for seven seas, this is humiliating. you felt a trickle of blood run down your skin “i could easily kill you right now. quietly and quickly, but where’s fun in that–“

before you said anything, someone pulled jihoon back. and you as well. cold metal suddenly making contact with your wrists made you gasp.

“well, well, well… who do we have here… y/n l/n, lee jihoon. the two most wanted captains”

you turned around and if looks could kill– well, jihoon would already be dead months ago. and this man too.

“i’m the chief of city guards, kim namjoon. and you two are under arrest. with no way out.” the man crossed his arms and grabbed your chin, tilting it up.

namjoon. you remember him. he was…

“by tomorrow you will hang, together. and i’ll get a promotion. oh woah, who knew this day will end so well…” he smiled.

“namjoon?” you breathed out. your partner in crime, quite literally. he helped you steal when you were younger.

“officer namjoon to you. i’ve cut ties with you, y/n the moment you ran away. and now, look at me and look at you. you’re a shame to the society” namjoon huffed and let go of you harshly, causing you to stumble and fall onto jihoon. then he spat, right in front of your shoes “fucking pirates… take them to the arrest”

“this is all your fault, moron!” you grunted, kicking the metal bar of your arrest.

of course they had to put you in one cell with jihoon.

“mine? wha– this is ridiculous!” he scoffed, hands crossed on his broad chest.

“if you minded your business, you wouldn’t draw attention to me or you” you pointed at him and were met with silence. he knew you’re right “great. we were supposed to leave tomorrow? or today? there’s no bloody light in here”

“my crew will save me” he snickered.

“as if mine won’t. i bet they’ll be here soon” you mumbled and sat down on the cold floor because he was sitting at the bench. or something that was supposed to be it. he tsked and stood up.

“you should go to sleep” he murmured quietly, awkwardly standing next to the bench.

“no”

the man let out a deep sigh, eyes tracing the walls. the only source of light was a small lamp lit on the corridor wall.

“go to sleep” jihoon said, voice more stern this time.

“why? so you could arrange me in my sleep? no thank you” you huffed, pulling your knees closer to your chest and resting your chin on them.

“no. so you could finally shut up” he mumbled. obviously. it’s not like he cared. certainly not because the floor was cold and you would be cramped if you fell asleep on it.

you let out a small sigh, eyes observing the moths that gathered next to the lamp.

“i can’t believe i’ll hang in my hometown with my enemy” you muttered, closing your eyes.

when you woke up, you were laying on the bench. immediately sitting up straight, you startled jihoon out of his slumber. on the floor.

“why did you do move me? i’d cut–“ you started

“my hands off. yeah, yeah. that’s why i did it while you were sleeping” he yawned, arms shooting up to stretch lazily “i figured you’d want to get some sleep for the last time in your life”

you were about to say something when you heard footsteps. in no time five guards arrived.

without saying anything, they grabbed you out of the cell and handcuffed you both. sending jihoon a confused stare, he shook his head.

your legs weren’t really cooperating, so the guards dragged you along. after a long, monotonous journey in the dungeons you finally stepped outside.

the sudden sun blinded you both, especially after so much time spent in the darkness. then you realised you’re being walked down to the platform with hangman’s noose already prepared for the both of you. one walk downstairs and you’ll die because of a public hanging… and bloody hell, that’s a lot of people–

you halted your movements, digging your heels into the floor and pushing back.

“i refuse to believe this” you let out an airy laugh and caught jihoon’s shocked expression.

the guard suddenly slapped you; the impact so powerful that you fell on the floor. you felt your eyes water and cheek sting.

“yah! what do you think you’re doing?! you’re a guard and you hit a woman?! pathetic scum” jihoon hissed and nudged the guards that held him.

he kneeled down, pressing his head against yours. before they lifted him back up, you felt his breath fan over your skin

“i have an idea, just trust me” he whispered “are you alright?”

you nodded and jihoon got dragged away. then you heard another slap.

“she’s a pirate, i don’t see a reason why i shouldn’t hit her–“ the guard started.

you got lifted by two men and watched jihoon spit on the man in front of him. a smirk of satisfaction painted on his lips as the guard’s eye twitched.

“next time try punching someone your size, eh?” he cooed and the guard slapped his other cheek. his face turned to you, eyes squeezed shut.

“jihoon!” you yelped, jumping to him. before the guards could yank you back, jihoon turned around and spat at the man in front of him again. then he kicked the man with full force, so he fell down the stairs. using the distraction, he swiftly (almost as if he had experience) put his handcuffed hands in front of him by bending his knees and quickly moving them to the front. you did the same, definitely less gracefully and almost losing your balance.

then you felt his hand awkwardly grab yours and–

“go!”

you ran down the stairs with him, jumping over the man at the bottom. the rest of the guards followed you, shouting and screaming.

jihoon ran through the crowd, pushing with no hesitation whatsoever. his grip on your hand remained steady, scared to lose you.

“which way? you know the city better!” he asked, turning his head back.

“this way!” you ordered, leading him to the right.

even if the guards will follow you to the poorest place on whole town, there’s a plenty of good hiding spots. running through the houses and dirty streets, people watching you and pointing fingers.

you arrived at the local market. it wasn’t too sanitary but that wasn’t the most important thing right now.

you ran up to the butcher whom you knew, distress all over your face.

“yah, hoseok! would you mind?” you asked, putting your hands on the table. he gave you a weird look but without hesitation – and with terrifying force and speed – cut your handcuffs with his chopper, covered in blood.

“your lover boy too?” he asked unbothered, almost as if he was trying to sell one more pound of meat instead of helping the prisoners escape. you nodded. once your hands were separated there was a sudden noise

“they went that way!”

jihoon turned around and saw the guards in armours that shone in the daylight. you were about to bend and dive under the stall when he dragged you away, next to the stall with flowers.

“i deeply apologise” he breathed out, the guards’ shouts becoming louder. they’re approaching rather rapidly and…

“about my ship?” you furrowed your brows. the men will walk directly next to you and he’s…

“no” he scoffed and before you could realise, he spun you around and leaned against the wooden bar supporting the stall “about this”

the men ran next to you as you felt jihoon’s lips crash on yours. one hand cupped your cheek, the other was resting next to your head. the kiss was chaotic yet somehow soft, his lips rough and teasing like sea salt.

you kissed him back, realising what was his plan. you pulled him closer, trying to hide your faces as much as possible.

the kiss turned more passionate, your fingers tightening on his linen shirt. the steps and shouts started fading away.

jihoon stopped and leaned back but not too far. head buried in the side of your neck, hot breath fanning over your skin. your stomach was making flips, almost like you were sea sick.

“they’re gone… i think” you breathed out, scanning the market.

the sellers chatted between themselves, fixing the products that have fallen due to the rapid movements of a bunch of men in armour.

“what… uhm, what was that?” you whispered. he rose his head up, boyish smirk blooming on his lips.

“dunno” he shrugged “i just wanted to kiss you”

“oh fuck off” you grunted, trying to walk away. but jihoon had you caged between his arms and the wooden bar. you stared at him – partly in disbelief, partly in amusement… and slightly in participation.

“are you alright though? that bastard slapped you pretty hard” jihoon asked, worry in his eyes. your fingers lingered on the cheek you were hit on and then you shook your head.

“it’s fine. it’s been worse, like having a dagger pointed at my neck” you snickered and hesitantly brought your hands to his red cheeks “what about you?”

“been worse” he repeated after you “although…”

you suddenly pecked his cheek, then the other one. using his taken aback state, you escaped his hold by walking under his arm.

“hope it will soothe the pain. thank you for helping me escape” you hummed “even though i take back what i said about killing you next time i see you… be on guard, jihoon. your ship will sink”

“yeah. we could kiss next time” he smiled nonchalantly and watched you walk away.

some part of him wanted to stop you but he knew you’ll cross paths anyway. and then he’ll make you stay, maybe for a little longer. and maybe his heart will stop fluttering like sails on a strong gust of wind.

wait.

his ship will sink?

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atomic-taco-muffin · 11 days ago

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Can you do a part 2 of Kurumi Tokisaki x fem spirit reader who controls space, where Kurumi remembers her first time meeting reader and reader not being interested into Shido, and with Kurumi taking reader out on a date?

Ironically, I have an OC who also isn't into Shido but is also Kurumi's daughter lol. Of course, it's a Kingdom Hearts OC cause I'm obsessed with that video game (Nomura, please release KH4 PLEASE)

Sparring Session Part 2 (or Prequel?)

Warnings: It's been a while since I last watched Date A Live/Bullet, so if I get anything wrong, I apologize in advance. Kurumi being Kurumi, fluff

Rating: SFW

It was a typical day for Shido Itsuka. Or at least as typical as it could get for him. Being the only human possible to seal the powers of a Spirit via a kiss, and now having to live with those Spirits like it was nothing. It was like he was almost living in a harem drama. Scratch that; he WAS living in a harem drama.

One day, he was making breakfast for himself and the other Spirit's who were occupying his parent's apartment. As he was about to plate the delicious food when all of a sudden, his younger sister and commander of the ship Fraxinus, Kotori Itsuka, gets a call from her chief analyst, Reine Murasame, indicating that a Spacequake was about to appear.

"You're kidding! Shido, we gotta go! A Spirit is about to appear near Kyoto!" Kotori exclaimed. Shido froze, causing him to drop a fried egg onto the ground with a splat.

"What? You serious?" he asked, in both confusion and shock. Even though he had gained experience from the past experiences, it was still a hard thing to believe to see or hear that a Spirit was about to appear. He and the girls quickly grabbed their gear and made their way to the airship to figure out exactly where in Kyoto this supposed Spirit was about to land.

"Give us the rundown, Riene," Kotori demanded as she walked in with her signature Chupa Chups Lolipop in her mouth.

"...According to our sensors, the Spirit is near Nijo Castle," Reine replied, in her usual sleepy, monotone voice.

"Then, that's where we go. Shido, get ready. You're going on a date." Shido sighed, knowing that these "dates" never really go how he wants them to go. Just as he was about to take off, an alarm sounded from the ship.

"What the-?! What's going on?!" Tohka asked, concerned and worried at the alarm. Quickly, the Fraxinus crew began to investigate the sound of the alarm. As they investigated, one of the crew members gasped in shock, seeing that another Spacequake was about to appear in the same location as the other one.

"Commander! Another Spacequake is forming in the same location as the other one!" He shouted.

"What?! That's impossible! Two Spacequakes can't appear at the same time! In the same location, too! It's impossible!" Kotori exclaimed in shock. Even the other Spirit's were shocked as well. They had never heard of a double Spacequake before.

"Shido! You better get down there, now!" Kaguya shouted. Shido nodded and quickly headed to the location where the double Spacequake was happening.

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In the streets near Mijo Castle, you emerged from the crater that the Spacequake had left and looked around. You had no idea where you were or why there was such destruction around you.

Did I cause that? You thought. Given the size of the crater and the destruction around it, it was safe to say that you were the one who caused it. As you continued to look around, you spotted another crater caused by another Spacequake. Did I cause this one, too?

You decided to get closer and saw that it wasn't caused by you, but by another girl. Her black hair was styled in pigtails, her skin as fair as a pearl, and her crimson and black frilly dress shone in the sunlight, making her look like a Gothic Lolita. As the girl stood up, you got a good look at her face and saw that one of her eyes was an actual clock, resting in the three o'clock position. She was absolutely beautiful. The most beautiful girl you have ever seen.

"Ara, Ara~ I thought my kiss with Shido had sealed away my powers. Guess not," the girl said as she brushed herself off. She then spotted you and smirked. "Well, well~ What do we have here?"

You suddenly blushed as she faced you, not sure how to react to her comment. You stumbled over your words, causing the girl to giggle. It was quite literally the most beautiful laugh you have ever heard (even though it was the only laugh you've ever heard).

"My, what a cutie you are~" she said, her voice smooth like velvet. You blushed even more, her comments making you absolutely flustered. "My name is Kurumi Tokisaki. What's yours, cutie?"

You stumbled over your words, not knowing how to respond. Nor what to call yourself, as most Spirits didn't have names. Kurumi waited patiently, but soon got the idea of what you were trying to get at.

"Ah, you don't have one. That's understandable. Do you at least know your Angel's name or your Astral Dress?" She said, putting a finger on her chin. Oh, right! You forgot that you had an Angel and a Astral Dress name.

"R-right. My Angel's name is (your choice), and my Astral dress is (Your Choice)," you replied.

"(Your choice)? My, what a powerful name that is. To be honest, I've never heard of that name. I'll have to see a show of your powers sometime." Just as you were about to reply, the sound of a jet flew over. You turned around and found multiple different girls in mechanical suits approaching you.

"What are those? Are they like us?" you asked. Kurumi shook her head, her expression suddenly becoming serious.

"No, they're not Spirits. They're Spirit killers. They're known as the AST. A true pain in my ass, to be quite honest with you," she replied. Spirit killers? Were you that dangerous that it warranted Spirit killers? "Well, might as well see what those powers of yours are like."

You hesitantly nodded, obviously scared of fighting against the girls who want to kill you. You opened a portal of spatial magic and pulled out a katana. Kurumi was surprised to see that you were able to pull something like that out. The two of you nodded to each other and began fighting the AST.

~le time skip~

The AST were thankfully defeated by both you and Kurumi's combined power. Just as they retreated, Shido arrived, clearly out of breath.

"What...what happened?" he asked, heaving.

"Ara, ara, Shido~ you just missed the fun. My new friend and I just defeated those pesky AST," Kurumi replied, wearing her signature smirk.

"New friend...?" He looked over and spotted you standing next to her. "Oh, you must be the Spirit that had just arrived. My name is Shido Itsuka. What's yours?"

"Um, I-I don't have one," you replied, shyly. Shido nodded, understanding that most Spirits didn't have names.

"Well, since you're new here, we should get you to the Fraxinus to keep you safe. You staying out here isn't safe, with all the AST's out there."

For some reason, you didn't feel safe going off with some stranger you didn't know. Especially a man of all people. Kurumi noticed your hesitance and stepped up.

"Hmm, sorry, Shido~ But my new friend and I will be going elsewhere. The last thing either of us needs is to be bombarded by people we don't trust. Surely you can understand that, right?" She said. Shido was shocked, knowing full well that it was dangerous for Spirits to be left unattended. However, knowing Kurumi, the AST wouldn't even stand a chance against her. And seeing as how you helped her take them down, it was safe to assume that you were as powerful as her.

"Uh, I guess. But you know how dangerous it is to not have your powers sealed, right?" He said with uncertainty. Kurumi merely smirked, an idea forming in her head.

"Of course, my darling~ which is why I am going to do this!" Suddenly and without warning, Kurumi placed her soft lips against yours. You squeaked, not knowing how to react, but soon felt your astral dress start to disappear. For some reason, Kurumi was able to seal your powers away instead of Shido! Kurumi pulled away, still wearing that smirk of hers.

"There, much better. Now, come along darling. Let's get you away from here and into some better clothes. I have a whole closet full of where you can choose from," she said. Still in a daze, you followed her, leaving Shido and everyone else aboard the Fraxinus in shock.

#kurumi tokisaki #date a live #date a live x reader #date a live imagines #kurumi tokisaki imagines #kurumi tokisaki x reader #date a bullet #date a bullet x reader #date a live kurumi #kurumi #tokisaki kurumi

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luci-j · 1 year ago

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Okay, since I had a ton of fun with the last ones, some more headcannons of characters from my fic series! <3 This time we're going to focus on Lir Tam-Lin, with some facts, headcannons, and background info.

* He started off as a little bit of a one-off joke I made with a friend who is a FREQUENT head cannon buddy of mine, and I love that for them. Literally just something along the lines of "wouldn't it be funny for Rocket to be walking down a hall at Nova Corps and seeing someone who looks like Meti??"

* His last name, "Tam-Lin," is from an old Scottish ballad that is strikingly close to "Beloved and the Bastard". His first name, "Lir," is that of an Irish sea god. It was kept because it is also the name of Elphaba's son in the "Wicked" series, and that was too much a coincidence to pass up since Meti has basis from this story (down to his mother's voice claim is Idina Menzel!). This is all a loving homage to my headcannoning friend too, since they've been so instrumental in how this series has turned out.

* Speaking of voice claims, his is Timothy Omundson, who played Lassiter on "Pysch". When I write a character, it helps me to have a voice to work with in real life, and Omundson hit a lot of the marks for me with how tense he could sound but also how warm he could be.

* Omundson is a stroke survivor, and while this initially wasn't part of Lir's character, it quickly became one. Anyone who's read at least a little bit of my stuff probably has a handle on the fact showing those with disabilities is a big thing to me. While I have some disability issues of my own (with learning, a few other things), I also have a disabled parent. Seeing things through her eyes made me want to write more characters who were disabled, yeah, but also bad ass.

* Lir is from the planet Hill Temar, is another Celtic reference, this for the Hill of Tara, which factors in a lot of Irish mythology.

* His ship is named the Bán Pangar, which is yet ANOTHER Celtic callout. This is a 9th century Irish poem about a cat.

* Lir is really into Gundam models and mecha anime. His favorite is Gundam Wing, since it was his introduction series, and he is also a fan of things like Big O and Neon Genesis Evangelion

* He also has a soft spot for magical girl anime but would die of embarrassment if anyone found this out

* He was a fan of mecha things from childhood. He grew up in a very pastoral home world, and moving to Xandar was a shock to him. He didn't have many friends, but he always loved going out to watch machines or see ships fly

* Some of his favorite activities when he was a child was bow hunting, fishing, and collecting pebbles by the stream

* He has crow brain, much like Meti does, and loves collecting things

* He may be a little terse with Richard Rider and Sam Alexander, but would also take a bullet for either of them

* His mother is an Eternal. Being part Celestial as well, he has the potential for a lot of power

* While it hasn't been stated in text yet, his mother's name is Morga

* He loves music from anime and JPop. He's stolen away to more than one concert on Earth and watched from a distance

* He credits his dexterity to building models. While he does have exosuits that allow him movement with both hands, he still prefers using one hand to work. It's mostly out of habit now.

* Loves his weapons. Being a sharpshooter is what initially got him noticed by Nova Corps. Being a natural tacticle genius is what got him thrown into the position of Nova Prime. He actually has a lot of respect for Rocket, even if they butt heads a lot.

* A bit lonely and has trouble expressing it! His wife is also the only woman he ever dated, and he was about 27. He has a hard time opening up to people, but really wants to make a connection

* Loves kids and babies and is a natural with them. This is something he gets from his mother

* Owns about ten different outfits. Wants to branch out in his style currently, but doesn't know where to begin. With being half Meti, there is hope for him.

* A hopeless romantic at heart and a bit shy about it. Poor guy. <3

#rocky raccoon and the knowhere man #rocket raccoon #meti geer #dr. meti geer #gotg rocket #gotg #guardians of the galaxy #fan fiction #lir tam lin #lir tam-lin

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sophieswundergarten · 2 years ago

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OKAY. Ended up watching Doctor Who with my sibling tonight, so I am presenting a series of revamped DW/MBS AU thoughts. Still very rambly and silly, but due in large part to the genius of @oflightningandstars and @nobody33333333, so a great deal of thanks to them :)

According to Bods' very clever idea, the Book versions of Mr. Benedict and Curtain are previous regenerations, and Show Nicholas and Nathaniel are their current regenerations. Of course, they are being set up as the Doctor and the Master of sorts: As two Time Lords who were friends and then enemies and the whole mess.

Mr. Benedict comes across Number Two when she's a small child, maybe ten or so, living in Victorian England (Because why not). She's been shipped off to boarding school and then orphaned, but the school is waiving her tuition and everything as a philanthropic public image stunt, at least until she's 18. However, she utterly hates it because she's the smartest kid there and while they let her skip a couple grades because she obviously couldn't stay in the class she'd been put in, they didn't care enough to evaluate her and acknowledge that she was far more advanced then their curriculum was prepared for. The other girls didn't like her, the teachers couldn't stand her, and the administrative people ignored her every time she tried to come up for a compromise or a way to make the system better.

She's outside crying quietly by herself because she doesn't want to go in to another class where she's mocked and derided and told to keep small and quiet, when, lo and behold, a random older man walks up to her. He's wearing a green plaid suit and has white mussy hair. He looks like he could be a teacher at her school, except he seems much kinder, and he asks her why she's crying. She tells him all about how she hates it at the school but she doesn't have anywhere else to go and while she does miss her parents, it's in a distant sort of way, because they were largely absent from her life and it was they who sent her to boarding school in the first place to teach her to sit still and shut up.

And he hugs her and offers her a biscuit, listening to her story until she's cried herself out and falls asleep. He'd be perfectly content to sit out there with her, except it's England and so it starts to rain, at which point he scoops her up and very carefully takes her inside his TARDIS (Which is disguised as a bookstore around the corner). After a bit she wakes up, and instead of feeling scared or upset, she feels safe, and like she's home for the first time since she can remember. He asks her gently if she'd like to be taken back to the school now, and he's spent so much time listening to her that she has the courage to ask, plainly and desperately, if she can stay. She knows, even as young as she is, that it's foolish. That he needs to take her back, that he's an adult, and that it would be irresponsible of him not to.

But, instead, he smiles at her as if the idea delights him. She can stay for as long as she likes, he says, and he'll still be able to get her back in time for tea. She's a little puzzled at this, until he whispers in a quiet, conspiratorial voice, as though he's telling her a great secret and trusts her to keep it safe, if she'd like to see something amazing. She says yes almost immediately, as for however strange this man is, she trusts him just as much as he seems to trust her. And what she sees certainly is amazing

Milligan is someone they pick up later, in a far corner of the galaxy at a time where humans certainly shouldn't have been able to make it there. He's alone, lost and confused, living on the streets and being largely ignored by the extraterrestrial inhabitants of the planet. He can't speak the language, and no one cares to take the time to understand the gibberish of some species they've never seen before. Number Two isn't very old, still, maybe in her early teens, and she stumbles across Milligan where he's sitting in an out of the way alley. He reaches out to the young girl with a desperation all too familiar to her, hoping that she might understand what he's saying.

She does, and though he looks half crazy in his muddled, panicked state, something in her lets her know she doesn't need to be scared. She tells him that she knows someone, a man who will help, a man who will help him find what he's searching for. She takes him to Mr. Benedict, and Milligan almost collapses in relief upon finding someone who understands him (And also from exhaustion). They work out that Milligan was taken, and his memories had been stolen. He isn't exactly sure where or from who, but he knows that he's missing something important. Something vitally important to him is missing, and while he isn't sure what it is, he knows he must find it again, even if Mr. Benedict doesn't want to help him.

Mr. Benedict quickly assures him that of course they will help him, and he's welcome to stay with them for as long as he's comfortable. Milligan thanks the two of them profusely, and while he's not exactly a stranger to space travel, his first trip in the TARDIS takes his breath away.

(And if he feels a strange need to look out for Number Two, maybe a bit more than another responsible adult would, that's his business and no one else's. Mr. Benedict looks at him sometimes with a strange sadness, as if he also knows that kind of hollow, aching loss that never quite leaves the lungs, but Milligan has yet to ask him about it.)

Rhonda they meet in what to Milligan is the future (And to Number Two the far future). She is living in a human settlement on a faraway moon, and she is the only child there. Her parents were prolific scientists, but when they passed away, she was left in the care of some of their colleagues who were rather too busy and self-important to handle a child. They relied on her intelligence and experience with her parents' research when necessary, but for the most part she was on her own. It was a lonely life, but at least she knew she was necessary, in that way that people who have never understood what it is to be truly loved do.

A few more years had passed at this point, and while Milligan had settled in with his new family, he still felt that there was something missing. He had regained a few memories, but nothing substantial enough for a man who had command of all of time and space to fixate on. To cheer Milligan up, Mr. Benedict and Number Two decided on a destination that would allow him to indulge the interest in chemistry he had recalled.

While exploring, Number Two, who is still not quite grown up but feeling that she'd rather like a moment away from her two slightly over-protective "fathers" (Seriously, it's as if she's never been on an alien planet before), wanders away. She comes across a girl, a few years younger than herself, hiding in a back storage closet and writing in a well-worn journal. She jumps a bit, but asks Number Two what she's doing. The older girl replies that she's just looking around, and asks Rhonda what she's writing about. Her younger sister (Because, even after only a few seconds, Number Two knows they'll be taking this girl with them when they leave) replies that she'd been recording notes on what the researchers were working on.

A few minutes later, Rhonda realises that this must be what real companionship must feel like, as Number Two has spent the whole time nodding and listening with great seriousness, and even adding a few thoughts of her own. She tells the older girl about how she came to be at the settlement, and how she's been hearing whispers of them sending her away. She really would rather stay, but in a falsely upbeat tone she adds that maybe leaving the settlement for the first time she can remember will allow her to make some friends.

This is the last straw for Number Two, and she announces that they're going to meet her family. Half dragging Rhonda, she swiftly navigates her way back to Mr. Benedict and Milligan, who are enjoying a presentation about compounds accelerating plant growth. Introductions are made, and Number Two watches smugly as her family grows. One of the researchers notices Rhonda, and comes over to tell her that a shuttle will be by sometime in the next day cycle to take her off-world, and officially enter her in the foster system. At Rhonda's panicked look, Mr. Benedict is quick to whip out his psychic paper and announce that, actually, they are the authorities responsible for taking this wonderful little girl off their hands.

Rhonda watches curiously as the exchange goes down, and is ushered to a strange little shop that turns out to be a great deal bigger on the inside.

#WHOO #I'll try and do the kids tomorrow #Am Tired #Oh dang it I forgot to talk about Curtain #If people are interested I'll finish at some point #In case it wasn't clear I am differentiating Books/Show with Mr. Benedict/Nicholas and Curtain/Nathainel #I hope it isn't too confusing #Like I said. Tired.#So I'll deal with it in the morning #the mysterious benedict society #mbs #mbs dw au

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tabbyclaw · 2 years ago

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Yep, I'm doing this. Crosssposting my Yuletide letter here just for the hell of it.

Overall I like stories that are more on the lighthearted side, fun with a bit of humor and a happy ending. Grand, world-saving plots are always great, but I love an adventure where the stakes are low and personally important to the characters, and when the plot gives them a chance to show off their competence and recognize the competence of the people around them. (Most of the characters I've requested are a bit pathetic or goofy to some degree or another and I absolutely encourage embracing that, but they're also good at what they do and I'd like them to have a chance to shine.) I don't like AUs that completely change the canon setting and circumstances, but I'm always interested to see what people do with "What if [canon event] happened differently?"-type AUs. Characters and their interactions are always the biggest thing I'm here for, so I'm definitely hoping for banter and casual physical affection, both platonic and romantic. And speaking of romantic, there are definitely some requests here where that's what I'm hoping for, although in all cases I will absolutely be happy with platonic relationships between the characters as well. For romantic stories I'm a sucker for mutual pining and accidental feelings realizations, and I love unusual and unexpected romantic moments and flirtation, where maybe this wouldn't look like flirting if anyone else was doing it, but when it's these specific characters it definitely is. I'm not keen on second-person POV, but first and third are equally welcome.

DNWs: explicit sex, unrequested non-canon pairings, unrequested identity headcanons, non-canon character death, tragic/bleak endings, mundane/modern/setting change AUs, non-canon severe illness/injury (canon-typical comedic, non-permanent injuries in cartoon canons are fine), animal harm.

Fandom-specific likes and prompts

Darkwing Duck Requested characters: Drake Mallard, Gosalyn Mallard, Launchpad McQuack

I'd really love some domesticity for this group, especially mixed in with the way their home lives intersect with the crimefighting. Navigating the early days of making it work as a household and as a family, and how that changes over time. Possibly as Gosalyn gets older Darkwing considers bringing her into the crimefighting business (maybe to fill in temporarily because Launchpad is unavailable for some reason, or maybe as a more permanent thing) and has to walk the parenting tightrope of "wanting to help my kid grow" and "wanting to keep my kid safe"? Or maybe a look at her relationship with Launchpad specifically, and how it differs from her relationship with her dad? Also, Launchpad is out there being a superhero's sidekick with no secret identity to protect him and it should be super easy to connect him to both his lives. I don't actually have any specific thoughts about that; it just makes me go "Hey, wait a minute" sometimes and I wanted to throw it out there. And I definitely ship Darkwing/Launchpad, so if the spirit moves you in that direction knock yourself out. (But nothing about them dealing with homophobia, please!)

Kung Fu Panda Requested characters: Tigress, Shifu

This is a request made mostly in hopes of fix-it fic. The original movie makes it clear enough how desperate Tigress is for Shifu's approval, and every time the extended materials dip into her backstory it just hammers home how long she's been chasing it and how much not getting it has affected her. What I'd really like to see is Shifu actually recognizing that post-canon (or at least post-first film) and making some effort to ease that pain and improve the relationship between them going forward. I don't need a huge dramatic blow-up with groveling, just something that says the first steps are being taken. (Maybe something tied to that still of the two of them eating noodles in the end credits? I always felt like that suggested some of the tension between them loosening up.) And if that whole thing feels like kind of a lot (fair), maybe something about what she was like growing up, before things got really difficult. I've always thought that her time with him must have overlapped with Tai Lung's (would Shifu have taken her in so readily if he was already bitter about his previous failure?), so what would that have been like, and how would that loss that she was too young to understand have affected their relationship?

Oxventure D&D Requested characters: Prudence, Corazon de Ballena

That reference I made in my general likes, to characters who are pathetic or goofy but still surprisingly competent? I was definitely counting the Oxventurers among those, and Corazon especially. I love how cool he thinks he is, and how cool Prudence actually is (well, you know, most of the time), and I love the chemistry between them when they're being terrible people who are trying very hard to pretend not to care and failing miserably at it. Especially when they're being a mix of terrible and caring towards each other. They play off each other so well and have so much chemistry that I'd love to see them doing almost anything together (unintentionally taking a day off in the same place? Secretly planning a job they don't think the rest of the guild will approve of?), but I do specifically ship it pretty hard and I am always down to see things go in that direction. Anything that involves accidentally realizing and/or revealing their feelings for each other would be great, and specifically I think these two would be perfect for a fake dating plot (as part of a plan that made sense at the time? To piss off Corazon's dad?) that gets more real than either of them ever intended it to.

Megamind Requested characters: Megamind, Roxanne Ritchi

Even when these two are in conflict there's a level of sincerity and familiarity between them that I love, and they're already pretty flirty and comfortable with each other from the very beginning of the movie. I'd be interested to see a pre-canon take on that, with the two of them gradually getting bolder and more familiar in their interactions as Megamind starts to develop an interest in Roxanne and Roxanne realizes that a) Megamind is basically harmless and b) it's really fun to push his buttons. If "Bernard" had never happened, would they have ever gotten to an 'openly interested in each other' stage on their own? Alternately, post-canon it would be fun to see the two of them learning to live in each other's worlds, with Roxanne helping Megamind get used to being around people and interacting with the public like just another citizen, and Roxanne getting used to being with someone who approaches everything in his life (including romance) with the same level of drama and spectacle he devotes to villainy.

#yuletide 2023 #yuletide letter #oxventure #megamind #kung fu panda #darkwing duck

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bluegalaxygirl · 10 months ago

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Amnesia (KidKiller X Reader) P13

Warning: Bad language, Medical stuff, family issues and Violence.

Reader is Female, Poly Relationship, established relationship, Kid X Reader X Killer, Reader is a member of the Kid pirates and is in charge of the money, Budgeting and negotiating the best price.

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Kid didn't know what to do after you left, he wanted to follow you and drag you back to bed but the trust you once had with him was now on thin ice, he's scared to make a move in case it cracks altogether, losing you or Killer are the two worst things in his life, he can't imagine going a day without the two of you around. He's snapped out of his thought's by someone walking through the door and coming to a stop, a sense of dread washes over him while managing to get his eyes off the floor to see Killer whose shoulders tighten the longer he looks into the empty room. Looking around the room the red head sighs barely remembering your mother swinging the door open and going after you when you didn't come back in a few minutes leaving the room a mess, The masked man's jaw clenches as his hand tightens around the duffle bag full of your clothes, books and some food he made while scanning the room, his heart beating louder and louder as panic starts to set in. Why is the room empty? Why does Kid look like he's about to cry? Several scenarios of what could have happened rush through his head, did you get hurt? are you dead? Did you decide to leave early and go with your parents? "She's ok" Kid manages to get out seeing the masked man's hands shake in worry and anger, the blondes head snaps in his direction and even with the mask on the captain can sense the glare, he already knows what Killer is wanting to ask but the anger and worry seems to be making it hard for him to talk right now.

Putting his hand into his pocket Kid focuses his gaze back onto the floor looking and feeling like a kicked puppy "She… she lashed out at me and her mother after remembering something, then.. Took off" The captain sates not wanting to deal with his partners outburst that he knows is coming, but he also thinks its earned, if it were him in Killer's shoe's he'd be mad too. "The fuck Kid? You just let her go?" Killer yells dropping the bag letting it thud onto the floor before storming over to the captain and grabbing his coat pulling the two close together, to the masked man's surprise Kid doesn't fight back or get angry instead he stays still letting his partner pull him around and yell in his face "Where is she? Why didn't you at least go after her? She's injured Kid and god knows what these doctors are up too. The Fuck?" The blonde yells his grip on the red feather coat growing tighter causing a few stray feathers to fall off and slowly fall to the floor, Killers hot angry breath forces its way through the holes of his mask hardly able to control the rage that is building up. Kid lets out a gruff breath while clenching his fit at his side getting angry at himself, but he didn't know what else to do, if he did follow you then he would have dragged you back or started another argument making things worse. His anger finally snaps as his hand grabs onto Killers thats still attached to his coat gripping it tightly while taking a step closer his nose pressing into the metal of the blondes mask. "And do what Kill? Drag her back to bed? She doesn't trust me anymore, you should have seen the fucking look in her eyes" The captain yells remembering the look you gave him, full of hate and betrayal, it crushed him making him hurt more than he thought possible.

Killer loosens his grip seeing the clear hurt on his partners face while bringing his other hand up to grip into Kid's wrist just holding it instead of trying to pull his captain off. The small gesture allows Kid to relax a bit and loosen his grip but the hurt is still there making the anger he had before start to be forced away despite him trying hard to get it back. He'd rather feel angry than upset but right now his mind and body aren't letting that happen. "She's never said shit like that to me before, insulted me, compared us to her parents and called herself my toy. She's not a fucking toy" Kid's voice breaks slightly his heart feeling like it's going to be ripped out of his chest at your words alone, he tried for you, tried to stay calm and not fight or kill anyone just for you and yet its not enough to make you trust him, what ever you remembered made that trust disappear and there's nothing he can do about it. Seeing the tears start to form in his partners eyes Killer lets out a sigh while moving his hand from the captain's wrist to his cheek letting his thumb run over the scared skin "I know… we'll find her, talk to her. Ok?" Killer asks tilting his head slightly, a long sigh leaves Kids mouth before he nods and let's go of his partners hand feeling a little better since the masked man isn't going to scold him or yell at him, the blonde lets go of the red coat and reluctantly removes his hand from Kid's cheek before turning and heading back over to the door. Kid glances over to his metal arm thats propped up on the side of the chair, he took it off because his stump was hurting, but he didn't miss the way your mother relaxed around him once it was off which is what prompted him to keep it off. He hated keeping it off but hoped that if she was calmer than maybe another argument wouldn't break out, it didn't work out well but at least he can say he tried.

Picking up the duffle bag the masked man turns to his captain seeing the man slowly pick up his prosthetic and place it back on, the fingers on the metal hand move a little before turning into a tight fist, despite it being back on, which usually make the captain more confident, Kid still looks deflated, it's hard to see his partner like this, but he understands, trust and loyalty is very important to the crew especially Kid. "Come on, tell me exactly what happened" Killer states heading out the room and down the hall with Kid picking up the pace to follow, he tries his best to explain giving details and exact words to the best of his ability knowing Killer likes to have it that way, he's not one for it, he prefers quick and simple explanations but in this case maybe the blonde can pick up on something he didn't. After explaining everything and checking several corridors and empty rooms the two stop at the end of a T like junction at the edge of the building, big windows line the hallways letting the moon light shine through and light up the dark hallway, the only lights that are on are small dim bulbs hanging above paintings lining the walls down the way they came which all have open doors leading to empty rooms. While Kid leans against the windowsills with his arms crossed tightly across his chest, Killer looks down the two long hallways they haven't been down yet.

Panic starts to set in at not finding you, there's no lift up to this floor and your too injured to walk down several flights of stairs so you have to be here somewhere "Where the fuck is she?" Kid growls his foot tapping the floor in frustration and unease, Killer grunts in response feeling a little anxious its a descent sized floor so there is a chance they have just missed you by accident, a thought pops into his head but before he can suggest his plan of splitting up footsteps get his attention. Kid pushes off the windowsill starting to make a run for it down the way they came from soon followed by Killer both hopeful that it's your footsteps, the nurse in charge of your care rounds the corner about to scold who ever it is for running only to almost get knocked down by the two pirates. She lets out a small squeak of terror while holding her arms up hoping to at least soften the blow but the two pirates manage to stop themselves just before crashing into her much to everyone's relief "You seen Y/n? She took off" Killer asks placing a hand on Kids shoulder as the captain start to shakily pant out of anger and hurt, he's already managed to talk himself up in his head, he knows exactly what to say to you and he was about to spill it all only to find it wasn't you but the nurse. Letting out a breath and putting her arms down the nurse looks up at the two giving them a small smile, even though their pirates its clear to see how much they care "She's fine, we had a long chat-"

Killer lets out a sigh of relief knowing your not hurt somewhere or off crying alone, despite that he doesn't care what else the nurse has to say so steps closer towering over her "Where is she?" The masked man asks expecting a straight answer, Melody lets out an annoyed sigh placing a hand on her hip "I can't tell you that" She sates raising her hand to stop Kid from yelling at her, she could already see his fists tighten at his side and the tension on his shoulders knowing he would be the one to yell first "We talked, and we both agree that she needs time away from everyone starting now. No one is allowed to visit tomorrow but you can come back the day after" The nurse explains putting her hand down and letting the two voice their thoughts, she knows they will yell and maybe hit a wall or break something so keeps her arms close to her hoping not to catch any of their physical outbursts, what she fears though is that they will decide to hurt her but for now she pushes that down in order to do her job. "You fucking bitch, just tell us where she is and don't you dare try and quiet me again" Kid yells slamming his metal fist in to the wall beside her head making it crack, he notices her flinch, but she didn't crack and manages to keep her resolve even with the increasing murderous aura starting to ooze out of him "I have said all i needed to say" Her voice is quite trying to hide the slight fear in her voice, Killer's fists tighten by his sides trying to hold himself back but these past few days have been beyond stressful and now this, its starting to get too much the anger inside starting to bubble up becoming unbearable "I want to talk to her, she can tell me herself"

The nurse gulps looking over at the masked man, Kid hitting the wall next to her head was scary but the blondes calm voice mixed with a raging aura makes her fear for her life even making her think of giving in, gripping her shaking hands together she miraculously manages to speak "I-i can not allow that, s-she's only just calmed down and to be honest… her mind is a mess, she's struggling to cope with everything" They growl again but surprisingly let her continue, to be honest their quiet impressed that someone like her can still stand up to them after feeling their powerful aura "She needs rest, she needs time to process everything. So i please ask you to leave and come back the day after tomorrow, a days rest will do her good. Her parents won't be allowed to see her either, I have already seen to that and i told them the same as you" Kid keeps glaring at her while slowly moving his fist away from the wall and down to his side, Killer looks the nurse over as his fists start to loosen, the two look at each other before looking back at the nurse both giving a silent nod. Melody lets out a long breath suddenly feeling very dizzy as the tension and strong aura disappears, one of her hands reaches out to support herself on the wall trying to stop herself from swaying. "Just make sure she's ok and… tell her i'm sorry" Kid looks away while crossing his arms over his chest not wanting to say it to the nurse but it's the next best thing since he can't see you.

Killer hums in agreement glad that the captain pushed his pride aside to say it before holding out the duffle bag, Melody gives the captain a nod and a smile before looking at the large and very packed duffle bag, a part of her wants to give it to you but it might overwhelm you "I'm sorry but i don't think giving that to her right now is a good idea" The nurse looks up at the blonde hoping he'll understand but Killer groans in transfusion shaking his head "Its just clothes, books and food" He states getting a little angry, Melody sighs pushing off the wall now that her balance is back and places her hand on her hip "Her mother said that too but i don't want anything to trigger another memory until she's processed what's already come back, she's got weeks of memories crammed into a couple of days and on top of that they hurt her. I'd like her to rest her mind as well as her body" Even though Killer doesn't like it he silently agrees until he remembers your glasses and how you keep asking for them, setting the duffle bag down the blonde unzips it and rummages through it soon finding your glasses case, it's not anything special just a normal oak case with a few scuffs on it and your usual glasses inside. You had a habit of always picking out the same black frames each time you had to buy a new pair, so he hopes it won't trigger something and you can read on your day of rest. Closing the bag and standing up the masked man holds out the glasses case determined not to take no for an answer on this one, luckily the nurse happily takes it "I'll let her know this came form you. Now if you please, visiting hours have long since been over" Melody smile gesturing in the direction of the stairs.

Your eyes were growing heavy but you refused to sleep until Melody got back, despite the tiredness the alone time allowed you to think on what was said and how your feelings, you thought you knew what love felt like but this was something different, it makes you think if its real or not, maybe your brain is forcing you to feel like this. With a sigh you look over to the window seeing the moon slowly rising its soft light flowing into the room, it does nothing to help you stay awake instead making you feel more tired, luckily before your eyes can flutter closed Melody walks in "Hay, their all gone now, lets get you to be you look exhausted" The nurse gives you a smile as you stand up making your way over to her so the two of you can walk to your room together "I am, thanks though, this means a lot you going out of your way to do all this" You give her a smile back glad that she's willing to help you, letting out a giggle the nurse makes you link your free arm with hers helping to keep you steady on your tired legs "Oh it's no problem, plus my shift is long over so no one can complain" A spark of shock and guilt shoots through your heart at keeping her up longer than needed, sensing your worry Melody gives you a big smile while waving her other hand seeming unbothered by being on the job even after her shift "Don't worry, I'm glad i found you, the night nurse isn't… lets just say, I don't like to speak badly of coworkers." Melody's smile fades at the mention of the night nurse making your skin crawl a little, she can stand up to pirates and your parents but for some reason can't seem to mention her coworker without looking almost fearful.

Getting to your room your glad to see no one is there which means they hopefully listened to the nurse and stayed away at least for tonight, walking over to the bed you sit down feeling your legs throb a bit from all the walking "Now were here i can give you there's, Killer brought them for you and Kid apologizes but i'm sure he'll tell you that later himself" Melody pulls a glasses case out of her pocket and hands it to you earning an almost giddy smile as you quickly take it out of her hands, relief washes over you knowing you'll at least have a pair and don't have to use your contacts to read. "They did bring some other stuff but i advised against giving it to you just yet, i want you to rest and as much as i want you to get your memories back i don't want you in anymore pain. Rest tomorrow, and then we can continue trying to get your memories back and on the road to a full recovery… I'll get you your meds and then let you sleep" The nurse reassures before leaving the room, your grateful for her work and kindness but also kind of sad that she's working when she shouldn't be, you'll have to find a way to properly thank her later. Opening your glasses case you look over the black rimmed glasses, there not your old ones but there not new either, their worn slightly and there's a thin line across the joint which seems to have been expertly fixed, placing them on you grab a book nearby and read the first page glad to see their perfect, you only take them off when Melody comes back and hands you your pills "Good night Y/n, see you in the morning" Melody gives you a smile before heading to the door one last time closing it on her way out, sighing you look over the pills in the white paper cup, the blue ones worry you but you take them anyway not wanting to risk the doctor being right.

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sirkul · 8 months ago

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The story I've been working on

Rotten until you’re ripe

When you wake up, you stay in bed. When you brush your teeth, you stay in the bathroom extra-long to be alone. At meals, you examine your food and then eat it so everyone thinks you’re busy. That’s how it works at Vivian Freener foster home. Where dreams go to die, and the sky is never blue, and everyone loses hope. Especially when you’re twelve, like me. And the other kids just can’t seem to figure out that all hope is lost when you’re twelve. No boy, girl, foster parent, real parent, or even the Greek gods will understand why Maggie Baxter (me) hates every birthday she’s ever had. Because no one wants to adopt (adopt, not foster) a kid who is going to be a teen. A moody, conceited, grown-uppity teen. They all want people under eight, a kid or two who is still learning, and a kid that’ll last longer. And, while I was lucky enough to be fostered more than once by a certain family, they stopped after I turned ten. So ten was the limit. And I was way over it.

And so, this early Sunday morning, I stayed in bed extra-extra-extra long with my head buried under the sheets of my worn out covers and I tried to listen to the springs in the mattress, which is older than me, pop, creak, and groan. I listen as the nuns walk past the big room I’m in, that I share with thirteen other girls, and across the hall, fifteen more, connected only by an ugly floor carpet. I hope they’ll slip by, but they notice my arm move to cover my face with the blankets and sheets. If the dean happens to be near while you are still in bed late, she tugs on your hair by the ends, where it hurts the most. And if you still keep up your hoax of sleeping, she’ll turn your lamp on and then put tape on your fingers in intricate folds and shake you pretend-awake. When you go to rub your eyes, you can’t, and when you go to eat, all the girls around the long-tables laugh at you, and she only takes them off of you when it’s midnight. When she does though, she has to use a safety-pin, and if you get stabbed and flinch, she’ll tell you it’s your own fault. Mrs. Freener (The now-owner of Vivian Freener Foster Home For Young Children) used to be the dean. When I was five, the new dean, Paula Thurn, took over. We all just got used to calling her Dean, though. The nuns, in their mysterious cloaks and cross necklaces, instead patted my shoulder and gently shook me until I forced a yawn and said, “Breakfast already?”

I brushed my short brown bob of hair, and, unlike the other girls, didn’t twist it into a bun, and I didn’t tighten it into pigtails, and I didn’t really have enough hair to braid right now. Maybe I never would. I went to the mess hall, down the spiral steps. I was actually a little early, so I set the table with the maids and cooks (another reason I hated being early, because Dean always criticized what went where and how it went there). When I was done with that, I watched out the window until I heard the last girl clomp down the stairs so we could pray, then eat. If you looked hard enough, you could see the 7:00 ferry pull out of the port. My favorite ship was the red, gray, and blue one; whereas the others were usually green and yellow, so of course my favorite had to be the different one.

Though VFFH (Vivian Freener Foster Home) Was a Christian facility, they accepted children from all religions as long as they were converted to Christianity. I remember a girl who was about seven whenever I was ten, telling me that her real parents were actually Muslim and that she was also supposed to be Muslim, but now she was Christian and didn't know how to feel about it. I told her that Muslims and Christians both believe in God but Muslims call him Alan (ah-lawn), and they pray in a tent, or at least that's what one of my friends told me, who was also Muslim. She could have been lying to me but I didn't know and I still wouldn't have known because she got adopted and I didn't. The family she got adopted by I always wore hats and suspenders, and the women and girls had cloth discs made of lace in the back of their hair, and wore dresses made of denim and other cloths. They rode in a horse and buggy with her to her new home. That was a year ago. I don't even remember her name. It was so long ago, and it was so sad to see her leave in that Carriage drawn by horses with the hat boys and the disk girls, with their dresses and suspenders flowing behind them. I'm guessing that she was happy now that she could probably live with a lace disc in her hair, helping cook and clean and the hat boys as her brothers, a hat man as her father. The day she left I asked one of the nuns why they wore hats and suspenders and discs and dresses of denim and cloth and she told me that they were Amish and that's just what they wore. I think that day may have been the saddest day of my life. I was so sad that I didn't even watch the ferry leave the port. I was devastated to watch her go even if she was a year older than me. She's a teenager now and I can't say that I'm not jealous of her because I most definitely am. I hope she thinks about me, because if she doesn't I think I would be incredibly sad.

It was Maya. Her name was Maya. I remember it now. And even though I was sad to see her go I remember being mad at her the day she left. Because I remember we had a big fight about her leaving. We promised each other a year before, that if one of us got adopted then she had to take the other with her. She also told me that if we got adopted together we would share a room and do everything together. We would pool our money one day and pay for college, and we would go there together. We told ourselves that the world was our oyster and that no one, even whoever we got adopted by, could tell us that we weren't going to school, because we wanted to be teachers. We promised each other that if the family refused to adopt both of us then we would refuse to go with them. We shook hands on it, and just to steal the deal, she slept in my room that night so we could experiment how it would feel if we actually did have to keep our promise the day one of us got adopted. I always knew somehow that she would be the first to get adopted, though, because she had little ringlet curls that wrapped around her ears and never got frizzy and they were black as night. She had olive skin and piercing green eyes. She always spoke the truth and, unlike me, had never gotten in trouble with the Dean, not even once. It was scary just how good she was. actually, she would do jobs for the Dean, running down to the supermarket to buy flour for the cooks. She would always help all the other kids to keep out of trouble too, reminding them to wash their faces, or telling them to brush the back of their hair before they braided it, and other things of the sort. but then somebody else discovered her and her magical features, and her beautiful kindness. They fostered her for a little while, so she was gone for about a month. During that month I had no choice but to wait and anticipate her return like a puppy. and I hate to feel like I hated her, because she was probably the only friend that I had. In fact, she was the only friend that I had, and I couldn't bear to lose her, until she hurt me badly. One day she told me that she was getting adopted. It was a week after she returned from her foster parents. I thought she meant that we were the ones getting adopted, together, like she had promised me. When I told her this, she said that she was the one getting adopted. She started saying that it was awful selfish of me, saying that I was going with her just because I wanted to get adopted, but when I reminded her of the promise, she got angry. she was starting to scare me, she got so angry, and when I continued on about everything we said and even how she slept in the same bed as me that night, she smacked me across the face. I refused to see her after that, and my heart was rancid and in pain for nights. she smacked me so hard that my whole mouth was coated in blood from where I bit my tongue, and I had a bruise the shape of her index finger for a week. Also, she hit me on the left side of my face, and so it hurt to close my left eye for more than blinking time, which made sleeping kind of hard. She got a very harsh punishment from the Dean which was that she had to have her hands encased in socks for a week until her new parents arrived. From then on I cried every time I thought about her. I remembered the toy that she got me for Christmas, which was a cloth doll, so the day after she slapped me I ripped it up and drew on its face with a marker. I put it in a bag the day she left, and wrapped it and I sent it away with her to her new family. I made sure that I wrote a note that she had to give her to her new parents first before she opened it. I was overjoyed when I gave it to her, but she didn't apologize, and she in fact started being rude. I think that that was the best, worst day of my life.

Chapter two

I Thought I Was Alone

One bright morning after breakfast, I was stuck with the task of sweeping the entryway porch, and beating out the welcome mat to get rid of dust. I decided to sweep the porch first and then take the mat out to the clothesline and use the broom to beat the dust out of it. I swept until I couldn't see any more dirt fly off the edge of the small porch. Then I picked up the mat and walked it to the backyard. I took the broom and beat the mat until I was sweaty. The dust from the mat flew with the wind, squeezing through and going around pretty much anything that happened to cross its path. I watched the dust fly until I heard a small sound coming from under a corrugated metal plane that was left over from construction that we had on the roof from a storm. The noise repeated itself once.

“W-w-who’s there?” I ask, cowering. I drop the broom, which startles the Thing. Then the Thing startles me, then I stare at the Thing, and the Thing stares at me, and at the same time, we drop our heads to opposite sides in the ultiment confusion. The Thing was a pointy-eared cat. It wasn’t scared though. More like curious. I wanted him. I reached out my hand and tried to grasp him by the collar, because that’s how you do it with dogs, but he made a sound that sounded feral. It went like this: “HHHTTCCH!!!” So, like a rabbit (those pretty little animals that Dean refused to let us girls touch), I hopped away.

“No,” I say, “ Hcccchh” to YOU!” And I turn around with a petty little “hmph!” with my nose in the air, like the Dean said to do when the little kids were very rude. But the cat-oh, this little hag- didn’t care!

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bakumu-archive · 3 years ago

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a silent question

bakugou x fem!reader

wc: 1.5k

summary: kirishma uses his big brain to figure out why exactly bakugou is being so doting this christmas eve, it can’t be because you're… oh my god, are you?

cw: fluff, parenting, pregnancy, christmas eve traditions, kiri has a partner and children but they are only mentioned in passing (its @eijirosriot lol), and a hug where reader is lifted a little

a/n: this was inspired because I want to have his babies so bad, as many as he wants, i do not care. This also maybe might fit into the ruby red series in the future because this is apart of my self ship story, but it's totally not related to anything happening right now. its just a nice lil one shot. merry christmas, happy holidays, and all that jazz.

this is a part of the @goldenshoyo holiday collab for day 24! christmas eve! check out the masterlist here!

minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content

Kirishima sits across from you and Bakugou at his large dinner table, the red walls of the room contrasting beautifully with the Christmas tree decorated in the corner, and the soft holiday music fighting to be heard in the background is the opposite of the screaming children around him.

When your families get together, it always ends up loud like this. Your oldest and Kirishima's oldest are very close in age, and both boys are so excited about everything, they can't help but yell, and today they are shouting about who can finish their dinner first because for some reason they think they get to open their presents the second they finish eating.

Eijiro’s twins aren't helping the situation either; they are trying to tell their older brother that it doesn't matter who finishes first, Christmas Eve presents are opened from youngest to oldest, but their arguments are completely lost in the chaos.

And then there's your and Katsuki's youngest daughter, the princess of the group, or at least she usually is. She is currently crying, refusing to eat her dinner because her older brother told her the rice was made out of bugs.

Yep, just a normal Christmas eve for the Bakugou and Kirishima families.

The tradition started when the boys were born. It was nice to spend the evening together watching the babies wrap their tiny hands around your finger and giggle when they saw each other. Now it's still just as exciting, except there are more of them and they are louder and love to run everywhere.

The only thing missing is Kirishima’s partner who couldn't get the night off, but Eijiro gave them a kiss before they left and told them that he could handle it, and he can. But the yelling is starting to get to him and you as well.

Your eyes are closed and your fingers are rubbing along your brow bone, trying to soothe away a migraine.

Katsuki, who was trying to convince the princess to eat, looks over at your motion and Eijiro can see the fierce look of protection in his eyes.

“Oi! Inside voices. Now,” Bakugou barks at the boys, and they instantly quiet, sensing the unwavering energy radiating off of Katsuki.

Kirishima furrows his eyebrows, watching the way his best friend turns to you and begins rubbing your back in circles. It reminds him of something… but what is it?

There’s a nagging feeling at the back of his mind and he takes another bite of his food before replaying the evening in his head.

His first note of evidence: Bakugou is being too doting on you tonight. Sure, he has always been protective, but when the two of you walked in the door this evening, Katsuki wouldn't even let you take your own shoes off. Nor would he let you help cook dinner or help set the table. And you were only allowed to help serve the plates when you finally put your foot down. Kirishma has only seen Bakugou like this three times in his life: first on your wedding day, and the second and third times when you were pregnant with your kids.

Secondly: you're not drinking any alcohol or eating any fish, which honestly doesn't clue him in to a lot since those don’t always happen when he sees you. Sometimes you just aren't in the mood or you’re driving a drunk Bakugou home, but… it's not nothing, he thinks. Maybe he should test his theory.

“Here,” he says, placing a piece of sushi onto your plate. “You didn't have any yet, right? You can have some of mine.”

Katsuki instantly whips his head around, looking at your plate before glancing at you with wide eyes.

“Thanks Ei,” you say, trying to wave off the death glare that Katsuki is sending you. “But I'm not really feeling sushi tonight.”

Kirishima takes the sushi off your plate, checking off the ‘no fish’ box in his head.

He takes a bite and chews, pondering the rest of the night. The only other weird thing was when Kirishima gave you and Katsuki your Christmas gift before dinner.

It's a trip for two to visit one of the most beautiful hot springs in all of Japan. It should have been the perfect gift; he's even heard both of you mentioning wanting to go there but when he presented the tickets, he was met with silence and worried looks.

An overprotective husband, no alcohol or raw fish, no hot springs— they are essentially hot tubs, right? All of these things usually come with—

“Holy shit,” Eijiro chokes, chopsticks slipping from his fingers and landing on his plate with a clang.

His twins stare up at him like he just committed a cardinal sin. “Dad said a bad word,” one of them chastises before the other joins in with, “That's a dollar to the swear jar.”

Kirishima feels like he's being held at gunpoint with the way both of their palms stretch out expectantly. He reaches in his pocket, fishing out a spare dollar and holding it for them to snatch. “If you're done eating, why don't you go separate the presents, I need to talk to Uncle Katsuki and Aunt Y/N for a second.”

The kids leave the table, and you call after them, “Don't open them or we will return them!”

A chorus of ‘yes’s and squeals is all you receive and you take another drink of your water.

You can hear the kids fussing with the presents in the other room, but they know not to test the rules; one year you did actually take the presents away, if only temporarily.

“So…” Kirishima starts, looking expectantly between the two of you.

Katsuki narrows his eyes at him in response. “So?”

Eijiro’s eyebrows raise and he shakes his head a little, “Are you guys…?”

“Ei, just spit it out,” you laugh, cutting the tension between the two pro heros.

“Areyouguyspregnant?” he blurts out, immediately bowing his head and clashing his hands in front of him, praying that Bakugou doesn't blow up his house.

You look over at Katsuki, and he is already looking at you with a half smile. You raise your eyebrows at him in silent question: should we tell him?

Katsuki’s smile gets bigger, crinkling his eyes as he nods his head towards Kirishima as if saying: go ahead.

You cup Katsuki’s cheek, and he nuzzles into your palm. He's so absolutely smitten with you, especially when you're pregnant. It makes up for how overprotective he gets.

Truly, it is a little too soon to start telling people about it, as you haven't even told either of your families yet, but it's Eijiro. He's your confidant, your partner-in-crime, Katsuki’s best friend, and yours too, if you're being honest.

Katsuki takes your hand in his and rests it on his thigh, giving it a light encouraging squeeze.

“Kirishima Eijiro, how do you always figure these things out?” you sigh with a giggle, “Yes, we’re pregnant—”

He rises from his seat, raising his fists in glory. “I knew it!” he exclaims, running over to your side of the table. He pulls you from your seat and wraps you in a huge hug, lifting you slightly off the ground and swaying back and forth.

Katsuki stands up, putting a hand heated by his quirk on Eijiro’s shoulder and a wicked gleam in his eye, “She just told you she was pregnant and you come over here, yanking her outta her chair, and start swinging her around?”

Kirishima puts you down gently and releases you with a smile before he launches himself at Bakugou.

“You're so right, man! I should have attacked you instead!” Kirishima’s whole body is wrapped around Katsuki’s, clinging on to him like a koala. “I'm so happy for the both of you!”

You can hear the slight waver in his voice like he's about to cry, and you lock eyes with Katsuki. He looks torn between being irritated at his buffoon of a best friend for enveloping him in a heavy-ass hug and the joy of sharing this life-changing news to one of the most important people in his life.

You put a hand on Kirishima's back and lean against Katsuki’s arm in the weirdest group hug you've ever had, but you're so happy right now you feel like you could cry.

Your small moment of bliss is soon interrupted by a large crash followed promptly by the wailing of not one, but two children.

The twins come rushing into the dining room, stopping dead in their tracks when they see the sight of their father clinging on to his best friend. They try to process what they're looking at before one of them speaks up, “You know what—” and the other finishes “—nevermind.”

They slowly back out of the room like they are inching away from a hungry predator and then bolt back towards the commotion.

Kirishima climbed off of Bakugou and gives you one of his shining smiles before he's rushing off after the twins.

You go to follow him when Katsuki grabs your hand and pulls you into him. He kisses your forehead and you feel love bloom across your chest.

“Just think,” he whispers, smiling against your skin. “By this time next year there will be another one.”

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