#by that i mean we're going to sob uncontrollably

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i reworked a bit of the outline of my quanyin reincarnation au and i'm so exciteddddd aksjdhaks god i keep hyping this thing up and talking about it all the time but it's because i genuinely love what i'm cooking (and i'm real proud of the chapters that are already written!)

i have around 24k words already written (chapter 1, 2 and 3) >:D and i also have an optimistic count for the remaining chapters (let's hope i manage to keep that count instead of letting the story get out of my control ;u;)

and i know exactly what i want to write!! i have so many different scenes that i'm itching to write!!! i'm going to implode x'D i wish i could just teleport my ideas from my brain to the screen but. i can't.

BUT I'M FIRED UP! let's fucking go!!!!

[firesmokeandashes]

Mha "could've been canon" quotes/scenarios

Fake Deku: *walks into the common room and over to Katsuki*

Fake Deku: "Hey Bakugou! Want to go spa-"

Half of class 1 a: *suddenly jumps the fake deku*

Fake Deku: "Wait! What are you guys doing! Get off me!"

Ochako: "Cut the bullshit, we know you're not Deku"

Fake Deku: *detransforms into some random villain*

Villain: "But how? I haven't done anything out of the ordinary!"

Todoroki: "Midoriya never calls Bakugou, Bakugou"

Tenya: "In fact we're not entirely sure he knows how to say Bakugo's real name"

Katsuki: Besides, danger sense would have alerted Izuku before everyone jumped you and gotten out of the way. So really you're just stupid"

Jirou: "Wait, sense this guy isn't Deku-"

Momo: "Where's the real one!?"

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Meanwhile at the villain's hideout:

Izuku: "So you see, you can be whatever you want to be, you don't have to be a villain"

Villain 1: *sniffling* "That's so deep man"

Villain 2: *crying* "No one's ever told us that before! Thank you!"

Villain 3: *sobbing uncontrollably* "Thank you so much! Im gonna turn my whole life around now, I promise!"

Villain 4: *sitting in a corner contemplating their life choices and having a mental crisis*

Izuku: *slightly flustered* "There's really no need to thank me! You guys should have been told all this from the beginning!"

All four villains: *thinking* 'And he's humble too!'

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Back at UA:

Aizawa: "So you mean to tell me he's been missing for FIVE HOURS!?"

Katsuki: *frustrated sigh* Yeah"

Aizawa: *insert groan of dissapointed and frustration*

Aizawa's phone: *rings*

Aizawa: "What!?"

Villain 1: "Um, is this Erasurehead?"

Aizawa: "Yes, what do want? I'm in the middle of important business!"

Villain 1: "Well, you see, we have one of your students, Midoriya, and we want to know where we should drop him off at?"

Aizawa: "...."

Aizawa: "What do mean 'drop him off at'"?

Villain 1: Well, he kind of gave us a talk about how we don't need to be villains and now we all feel bad about the stuff we did and want to give him back to you"

Aizawa: *sighs tiredly while dragging his hand down his face*

Aizawa: "Meet me at the abandoned choclate factory over on 15th street"

Villain 1: "Okay! Yeah, we can do that and I just want to say how sorry we are for kidnapping him! We're fully expecting to be arrested when we get there, so don't worry about us putting up a fight"

Aizawa: *sighs tiredly and hangs up*

Katsuki who listened to the whole conversation on speaker phone: "So he did it again?"

Aizawa: "Yup."

Katsuki: "And now you have to call the police and do more paperwork than you want to?"

Aizawa: "Yup."

Katsuki: "Want me to go with you to pick him up or..."

Aizawa: "Yes, lord knows he's gonna need someone to talk to on the way back and I cannot deal with him right now."

Katsuki: "So... what do we do with this guy?"

Katsuki: *jabs finger towards the shapeshifing villain who is tied and gagged with sero's tape snd spewing muffled curses at them*

Aizawa:"Hand him over to campus security and let them take care of him"

Katsuki: *nods and drags the screaming villain out the door with him*

Aizawa: "Im getting too old for this"

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Later at the abandoned Chocolate Factory:

Aizawa, Katsuki, and a handful of cops walk into the Factory:

Izuku: *jumping up and down while waving his hand*

Cops: *rush over to arrest the villains*

Izuku: "Sensei! Kacchan!! Over here!"

Katsuki: "We know, idiot! We aren't blind!"

Villain 1 being arrested: *whispering* That's 'Kacchan'? I thought he'd be nicer"

Villains 2-4 also being arrested: *nod in agreement*

Izuku: *bounds over to Aizawa and Katsuki*

Izuku: "Sensei! Kacchan! You're not going to believe the day I've had!"

Izuku: *begins rambling*

Aizawa looks tiredly at Katsuki: "You take care of him, I have a big enough headache as it is"

Katsuki: *nods and turns back to listen to Izuku's rant and scold him for being reckless and getting in trouble again*

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[doumadono]

EMERGENCY REQUEST

Hii, i was wondering if you could write platonic Aizawa emergency request in which hr has a daughter ho has veen strugling with self harm and su1cidal thoughts, please.

I had been really low latly and i relapes after 7 months of not self harming.

Thanks love 🩷

A/N: I'm so sorry to hear that you've been struggling lately, Nonnie. Remember, setbacks are a part of recovery, and it's okay to ask for help when you need it. You've made progress before, and you can do it again. Sending you love and support ♥

EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST

Aizawa is incredibly protective and caring towards you, his precious daughter.

He always makes time for you, even with his busy schedule as a pro hero and teacher at U.A.

Aizawa is observant, noticing even the slightest changes in your behavior.

One day, he accidentally walks in on you wrapping your wrists in bandages after harming yourself, and he's filled with terror.

Despite his fear, he immediately approaches you, sitting down beside you on the bed. "What's going on?" he asks straightforwardly, his voice laced with concern. "Why are you doing this to yourself, sweetheart"

You look up at him, your Y/E/C eyes filled with pain and uncertainty. "I... I just can't handle it anymore," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. You explain that the pressure of hero studies and internships has been weighing heavily on you, and you don't know know how to cope anymore. "One day, I accidentally hurt my hand... and... it felt so good... like all my stress was relieved," you begin, tears streaming down your flushed face. "So I started doing this... from time to time... and... I couldn't stop... I was punishing myself for not being perfect, daddy," you say, your sobs becoming uncontrollable.

Aizawa listens attentively, his heart breaking at the thought of his daughter struggling alone. Without hesitation, he offers his unwavering support, reassuring you that you're not alone in this, his strong arms wrapping tightly around your trembling form as he offers you the tightest hug he can.

You hug him back tightly, whimpering, "I'm sorry, daddy, I'm so sorry!"

As you're held in his arms, you don't notice the tears streaming down Shota's face as he comforts you. He soothes you with gentle words and his presence, rocking you back and forth in his arms. "You're perfect just the way you are," he assures, clearing his throat to hide the hoarseness in his tone from the tears he shed for you. "We're in this together. You're not alone. We're a team. Always remember that you can come to me with all your problems, even the ones that seem small or irrelevant. Your problems are mine too. I'm your dad, and I'll do whatever I can to help you. Always."

You nod, listening to your dad's words. "I didn't want to bother you with..."

He interrupts you, shushing you, gently cupping your wet cheeks in his hands and making you meet his gaze. "You are never a bother. Never. You're my entire world, babygirl."

Aizawa makes sure to prioritize your well-being, adjusting his schedule to spend more time with you and offering words of encouragement whenever you need them.

He often says sweet little things like "I love you, sweetheart" or "you mean the world to me." He also praises your efforts, saying things like "you did very well on this test. I know you worked hard for a good grade, but even if it's not what you expected, remember that grades don't define your skills, knowledge, or spirit."

Through your journey, Aizawa learns to open up more to you, strengthening your bond and creating a safe space for you to express all of your feelings.

Even though Aizawa is hesitant at first, after realizing the seriousness of the situation, he doesn't hesitate to ask his friends for help.

And of course, they respond.

Hizashi visits Aizawa's apartment every day, bringing groceries and always having a little sweet snack for you that he knows you enjoy.

Despite the challenges you both face, Aizawa remains by your side, ready to support you through every step of your recovery journey.

[petit-etoile]

Congrats on 200 followers!!!

I've got a drabble idea

Tav has foiled Ethels plans one too many times So it's only fair she return the favor.

She seems to love giving out apples, it would be a shame if poor Tav we're to eat one unknowingly 🍎

the  folly of  a human heart

pairing: astarion/tav wordcount: 945 content warnings: none other tags: canon compliant, introspection, character study, hurt/comfort, whump,  gender neutral tav, human!tav archiveofourown: here.

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summary: 'I was going to offer Auntie Ethel her freedom,' you say, 'in exchange for a wish.'

‘I wanted a cure  —  ’

‘You wanted immortality.’

‘I wanted to save  —  ’

‘You wanted forever,’ Auntie Ethel says condescendingly. ‘I’ve given it to you, sweetums. Don’t you like it?’

You don’t like it. Your stomach is cramping so hard you can hardly stand, and every time you try to take a step, nothingness crunches at the base of your skull. Your vision has gone from blurry to nonexistent. You try to follow her cackle. You try to follow her anything, but all you can hear is keening from a wounded animal. You claw at your stomach and stumble forward.

How utterly stupid you’ve been.

Had you asked any of your companions, they would have told you that trusting Auntie Ethel after everything you’ve done to her was insanity. It’s your own fault. You have no one else to blame for how miserable you feel. But she had dangled a carrot in front of you, a wish and a promise, and you had wanted so desperately to reach out your hand and take it to let bygones be bygones. You had been hopeful, stupid, naïve to trust Ethel.

Your knees give out beneath you and you collapse on the floor of the Blushing Mermaid. Ethel regards you coolly even as her features shift back into Captain Grisly’s. She leaves you with nothing. When you wake next, you expect nothing but excruciating pain.

You expect your lungs to be pulled from your chest. You expect insanity, and yet there is nothing but Shadowheart’s frigid hands against your cheeks dragging you back to reality. She healed you. You gaze at her blearily, but she can’t even open her mouth to scold you before Astarion is shoving her out of the way.

‘You,’ he snaps, ‘get out.’’

Shadowheart won’t take it to heart, you hope, but she does scurry out of the inn room before anything else can be said. Your vision is still rough around the edges, but you can see Astarion as clear as day. The sight of him makes you smile stupidly, and even though he’s practically snarling, baring his teeth and grasping your blankets with his hands, you’re not afraid of him. But after remembering how Auntie Ethel betrayed you, your heart sinks into your stomach faster than you can stop it and you sob uncontrollably, pushing the palms of your hands against your eyes roughly.

‘What is wrong?’ he asks, suddenly frantic. He wraps his hands around your wrists. ‘Are you still hurt? Shadowhea  —  ’

‘  —  nothing, nothing,’ you weep. Your head feels too full and your stomach hurts.

‘If that wretched hag still has a hold on you,’ Astarion says fiercely, ‘I’ll rip her throat out with my teeth.’

‘No,’ you say. ‘I don’t think  —  I don’t think that’s it anymore.’

Astarion takes a little time to contemplate what you mean by that, but you like the way he dotes on you rather than the way he scolds you for your mistakes. You stare at him miserably. He frowns back.

‘What were you thinking?’ he asks, looking terribly sad and wrecked. ‘Why did you go alone?’

‘I was going to offer Auntie Ethel her freedom,’ you say, avoiding his eyes so you don’t have to see the curiosity in them, ‘in exchange for a wish. I was going to give her a tadpole disguised as the one from the Emperor in exchange for…a wish scroll.’

Astarion raises his chin as he attempts to process the information. Confusion, pride and then terror flickers across his face as he digests what you said, and then he’s reaching for your hands and holding onto them tightly.

‘But she didn’t want to help me,’ you say. ‘She really, really hates us, Astarion.’

‘What could you have possibly wanted a wish scroll for?’ he asks.

You aren’t sure if he’s serious or if he’s being obtuse on purpose. You peer at him cautiously, watching him as he watches you shuffle up the headboard so you’re sitting up more than you are resting. You have a raging headache and your stomach hasn’t stopped rolling since you woke up, but that won’t stop your endless altruism from puzzling Astarion or you from trying to comfort him.

‘For you,’ you say shyly.

‘Me?’ Astarion scoffs.

‘I was going to wish it away,’ you say. ‘Your vampirism. You’re so beautiful in the sunlight, I wanted to see it  —  ’

You aren’t able to finish your sentence before Astarion is toppling over you. He burrows his face in your hair and cradles the back of your neck to help with the strain. He kisses your forehead next and studies the way your hands shake in your lap.

‘You’re silly, I don’t think you even realize it,’ Astarion says softly. He reaches for your hands and smooths his thumbs over your knucklebones. ‘You’re so fragile, so human and yet…you inelegantly strike at gods and mystical things without fear. I could learn so much from your bravery.’

Astarion does not laugh at you. He does not applaud you for your attempt at deception. He doesn’t even mildly ridicule you for what a ridiculous plan it was. He sits with you until your stomach hurts less and you feel hungrier, and when it’s time for you to eat, Astarion carefully feeds you spoonfuls of Gale’s soup.

‘If I could make a wish,’ he says when you’re warm and cozy, basking in the attention as he smooths your hair away from your face, ‘I’d wish for you to be alive forever. Being a vampire spawn wouldn’t be so bad if I could have a thousand and one days with you.’

You don’t tell him it’s what you dream about.

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Strange Behavior

A Text Conversation Between MC and Solomon

MC: Asmo's acting weird.

Solomon: How so?

MC: Ever since Simeon and Luke arrived at the House, he's been spacing out frequently and looking rather sad, and yet whenever I ask him what's wrong, he brushes me off and quickly changes the topic, trying way too hard to seem upbeat.

Solomon: I see. Perhaps he's homesick.

MC: That's what I'm thinking. He probably doesn't feel right being here in the Devildom. Unfortunately, him returning to the Celestial Realm is out of the question.

Solomon: I can relate to Asmo on a certain level. While I miss the place where I was born sometimes, I've lived too long a life for it to still be recognizable to me. But unlike our demon friend, I'm not sure I want to go back even if it WAS the exact same place I left.

Solomon: The only reason I would is to witness the nature there one last time. It was the sort of place where the earth and the sky seemed to go on forever. The vast meadows, the deep blue sky, the shadows that fell over the valley...it was truly magical.

MC: If circumstances were different, I'd have liked to go visit it with you, but I understand if the memories are too painful to retread.

Solomon: *blushing crow sticker*

Solomon: The last time I was in my hometown was also when I first met Asmo. I'd come back home after being away for several decades, and I decided to pop in a local tavern to grab something to drink. Asmo was sitting at the bar, drunk beyond belief.

MC: Good or bad?

Solomon: ??

MC: Was he having a good time or not?

Solomon: OH!

Solomon: He was rather depressed. Apparently a human he'd been pursuing rejected him, and so he was sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, so I tried talking to him. That was a choice I immediately regretted, because once he started talking, he just wouldn't stop, and I hadn't intended on staying at the tavern for very long.

MC: That sounds about right.

Solomon: The good news is that I was able to propose forging a pact with him, and the rest, as they say, is history.

MC: *shocked crow sticker*

Solomon: What?

MC: No wonder this version of Barbatos doesn't like you.

Solomon: Now what's THAT supposed to mean? *angry emoji*

MC: You LITERALLY took advantage of someone while they were drunk!

Solomon: It wasn't like I slept with him!

MC: It doesn't matter, Solomon. You shouldn't have made a pact with him while he was drunk and heartbroken.

Solomon: I didn't think I'd have another chance.

MC: Save your excuses.

Solomon: Well, OBVIOUSLY I wouldn't do that sort of thing now, MC.

MC: Really? *eye roll emoji*

Solomon: Yes, really.

MC: Prove it.

Solomon: What?

MC: I dare you to make a pact with Asmo without manipulating him into it.

Solomon: While we're here???

MC: YES

Solomon: I suppose that wouldn't interfere with the timeline TOO much...just as long as I still have my seventy-two pacts when we return, it shouldn't really matter what order they occur in.

MC: I'm being serious, Solomon.

Solomon: I know. You didn't exactly consent to all your pacts, so I can only imagine how Asmo might have felt when he sobered up and realized what he'd done.

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5 and... jaytimkon??? (For the drabble prompts)

Jpeg fr the things I would do for a jaytimkon from you akfjslajdlaja

-@bi-bats

I haven't drabbled much into jaytimkon territory, but i'll do it for you, beloved <];)

"So how long have you two been married?"

It comes out of Jason's mouth as a joke. Or, at least, he means it as a joke. He expects a scoff or an eyeroll or maybe a besotted smile. He isn't quite sure what to do with the startled look Kon gives him.

"What?" the guy asks, stupidly thick lashes fluttering in abashment. His cheeks go pink and Jason gets the sense he's resisting the urge to fan his face like a scandalized genteel woman.

Jason nods his head towards the door that Tim had just left through after walking in, saying, "Do you-" and promptly getting handed exactly what he needed from Kon without having to specify what it was. It isn't the first time it's happened since the two of them have set up shop at the little basement coffee station - separate, of course, from Tim's regular coffee station up in his living area - waiting for Tim to work his genius.

It's kind of magical the way they operate on the same wavelength - finishing each other's sentences, knowing what the other needs, vollying inside jokes back and forth too fast for Jason to even pretend to keep up. It makes some kind of longing crawl up in his throat. So he teases instead of saying Can I get in on that? Instead of saying Stop doing that before I start uncontrollably sobbing. Instead of saying Who do I have to kill to get me a bitch like that?

Kon stutters out, "We're not- that's- why would you-"

"Oh my god, breathe," Jason orders, taking pity on him. "I was messing with you. I just meant that you two practically share a brain. It's kinda freaky. But also...kinda cool."

Kon looked down and shrugged. "Just known each other a long time. Lotta missions, lotta near-death experiences. Watching Santa get blown up together probably had something to do with it."

"You- what?"

"It's whatever." Kon waves a dismissive hand through the air. "We're close, but - I dunno. You bats have something else entirely going on. I'm sure you understand him better than I do."

"Oh, come on," he can't help but protest. "Just 'cause we're both bats doesn't mean we have some kinda psychic connection. If we could communicate the way the two of you do, we'd all beat each other up a lot less."

"No, seriously," Kon insists, face open and imploring in a way that makes Jason want to cover him with a blanket so no one else can catch him like that. "Sometimes I think he's the alien, but then I hear how he talks about you, the way all of you guys work together, and it's- it's a little cult-y, but it's also really cool? Like you guys have a secret language. Plus, it doesn't hurt that he's been obsessed with you for, like, ever, so there's kind of that hero worship thing going on, and you're actually smart enough to keep up with the stuff he talks about and-"

There's something in Kon's voice that tickles the back of his brain, something between He talks about me? and 'Batclan Cult Allegations.' It sounds stretched thin and bittersweet and tense. The pieces fall together faster than he can relegate them.

"Wait a minute," he interupts. "Are you jealous? Of me?"

The idea is bizarre, absurd, unthinkable. It makes a little bird flutter around in his stomach, but he isn't sure whether that has more to do with the lovely, mysterious creature in the next room over or the goregous, good-natured creature in front of him.

Kon shrugs again, refusing to meet Jason's gaze. "Who wouldn't be?"

A warmth surges in his gut, rushing to his palms in a way that makes him want to reach out and share the heat. He puts several years of laborious therapy to use and decides to take a chance.

"And here I was, all green with envy over watching the two of you together."

And once those ethereal blue eyes lock onto his, Jason can't look away.

"Maybe if we put our heads together," he continues, hoping Kon can hear all the things he isn't saying as well, "We can parse out what the hell Tim is talking about all the time, 'cause I don't have a fuckin' clue."

The laughter that earns him sounds like bells. And when Tim walks in and asks, "What's so funny?" the two of them share a knowing look, something just between them.

[rustys-lodge]

Angrily panicky

Summery : Panicky as hell, you act out instead of asking for help. And Sam and Dean don't like it.

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Your chin was shivering against your will, your stomach was churning and you trembled discreetly, but uncontrollably.

Was Sam acting stupid on purpose ? Weren't you allowed to ask questions ? Wonder ?

You tapped your right foot on the floor as you waited for the door to open and for your two saviors to come save you. You weren't sure whether they were coming to save you or kick you ass, but at least they'd be here. And that's exactly what you needed.

As soon as keys jungled outside the door, you ran towards it, yanking it open.

Relief rushed through your body the minute you processed the faces looking back at you. They looked confused, angry and worried. But who cares ?

"Need something ?" Dean asked, sarcasm apparent on his tone and your mouth just froze open.

What did you have to say ?

"Are you ready ?" Dean totally ignored you, brushing past you as he entered the room, while Sam followed behind, eying you from the side, a judgy hint in his glare.

Following behind after you closed the door, you planted your knee into the edge of the bed, crossing your arms over your chest. "We don't need to go right now, right ?"

"Yes we do." A cold cold Dean answers, and you just scoffed, shaking your head repeatedly. "No, no we don't" you crushed your chest, squeezing your arms against your body, harder.

You couldn't...You couldn't. Not right now. Why do they get to decide for everything ? When you leave, when you don't. When you're allowed to participate.

"No, we don't. No, we won't. I'm-I-m really tired. And i need to sleep."

"Don't we all." Dean answers, coldly, again, sending a strike of anger down your body.

It wasn't just anger, though. As your heart sat heavily in your chest. And your gut tightened.

"Well." You shrugged. "I'm just not going, then." You shook your head at them. And all they could do was stare.

This wasn't how you'd usually act. But when were they going to realize that ?

"Why's this suddenly a problem ?" Sam asked and you spun around to fully face him.

"What do you mean it's suddenly a problem ? Am i not allowed to have one good fucking night of sleep ?"

"You've always slept in the car, why is it suddenly a problem now ?" Sam's voice softened for a second, attempting to set out the fire, but that only ignited it more.

"Why is it a problem ?" You stepped back. "Maybe because who-the-fuck wants to sleep cramped in a revving fuck-"

"Say fucking one more time, y/n." Dean interrupted you, sending chills down your whole body. And you just quieted. Even you weren't sure why you were acting this way.

Somehow all types of emotions flooded your mind and you didn't know what to do.

"I don't fucking c-"

"Hey !" Dean shouted at you. You startled.

"What is this sudden temper tantrum ?"

"Don't say that to me, this isn't a fucki-"

"Okay, you know what ?" Dean held his hand up, cutting you off again. "Stay. We're leaving."

"D-" You were about to protest. But you just said you didn't want to go ? What else were you going to ask for ?

"This isn't the right way to talk to your older brothers, kid." Dean scolded before walking past you and out the door, followed by Sam.

And that is how you realized anger wasn't the right way to ask for help. Because they left.

And there you were, back glued to the door and your chest puffing up and down against your hand.

Your hand trembling against your will, you dug into your pocket, pulling out that phone of yours before calling Sam.

"I'm sorry." You panted, breathing heavily. "Please, come back." choking on a sob, you held the phone close to your ear. "I'm sorry, i-"

Sam cut you off, shushing you and cooing to calm you down.

"We're on our way back, don't worry, baby. We're almost there."

Familiar to those words, you breathed deeply as relief traveled through your body. They were coming back to save you.

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Been in my drafts for months. 'Hope it's good ❤❤❤🌹🌹🌹

[sentientsky]

So Everything Everywhere All at Once huh

[through a mouthful of my own blood] yeagh. i'm actually so normal about this movie [i trip and fall and a bunch of scenes fall out of my pockets]

additional thoughts and infodump below the cut lol!

No, but genuinely, this film is so fucking incredible!

And I'm glad to see we're on the same page, 'cause I every time I watch this movie, I also spend the last 15-20 mins weeping uncontrollably lol

There are so many facets of it that make me feel as though my heart is clawing its way out of my chest: The enduring message of hope and resilience and compassion—that nothing matters on a cosmic scale, and that things are going to knock the air out of our lungs and leave us reeling with pain. But we create meaning. We are not alone and we are not fundamentally unloveable or worthless or wrong. And we are deserving of care and for people to try to understand and SEE us.

It also (imo) deals with depression and suicidality in such an evocative and important way. Jobu's apathy and exhaustion is so relatable. And the scene where Evelyn reaches into the bagel to pull her daughter back from the precipice of self-destruction? Instant tears. Sobbing uncontrollably.

I also really love the way it subverts the notion of masculinity as something that is emotionally closed-off and dismissive. Waymond is a hero by virtue of his compassion and gentleness (Pop Culture Detective has a really good video on the topic here)

And of course, the mommy issues. A woman traveling through all of time and space—ripping a hole in the side of the universe—just to get her mother to see and accept her? To have someone understand her? Painfully relatable. Send help.

I could go on, but it's pretty late here and my brain is starting to power down (also I don't want to clog up my mutuals' dashes lol). SORRY anyway thank u for this ask, i LOVED it ajskjfskdgds

[panic-flavored]

Bro I'm so normal about the knuckles show, it's crazy how normal I am about the fact that we're going to get Jimbotnik lore crumbs. I'm definitely not losing my mind over the possibility of the smallest bit of Jimbotnik backstory wait what do mean I'm sobbing and shaking uncontrollably, bro I'm being so normal

[miss-nandini]

May I request some Malleus angst?? Were Malleus wants to end his relationship with fem!reader because he is afraid that someone would target her in order to get to him? And it proceeds to both of them having a fight and avoiding each other, meanwhile reader relies on Leona what happened (they are like close friends after his overblot) and Leona tries to cheer her up during the time, with Malleus’ side Lilia starts telling him that he and Silver and Sebek would protect reader if it means them being happy and to not ruin something beautiful (their relationship), but when Malleus is about to go and try and get his love back he sees them from far away and assumes they are dating and gets jealous and confronts the reader when she is by herself and proceeds to both of them confessing they still love each other and can’t be apart from each other? (Yes happy ending because I can’t stand Malleus being sad or hurt!!!! TTuTT)

A/N: I'm so sorry for being late. I just love your idea. Enjoy 💜💜💜

No Damsel in Distress! (Malleus Draconia x F! Reader)

You don't know what happened, you really don't. All you can say is, what started as playful bickering turned into petty arguments. Your glare remained as he growled in frustration. Honestly, you were super tired of this. This is not the first time. You two keep having the same argument over and over again and you were just sick of it.

"(Y/N), will you please just listen to me? I'm a fae-prince, the future king of Briar Valley and you—you are just a human. So fragile... so... unprotected... We can't be together. You will never be able to fight with the danger that lays ahead."

"...When I said the same thing 6 months ago, you were the one to assure me with your sweet words. What is the real truth, Malleus? That I can be in danger? Or, that you are embarrassed to love a human girl?"

"We're you listening at all?!"

"I heard you loud and clear."

"We are not meant to be together! So, just go!! We can't be together. I don't love you! You and I are not real."

That hurt. Really? Was he really playing with you the whole time? Were you really that blind that you couldn't see the truth? Good heavens... You were hurt, you were angry and you were extremely disappointed with him.

"...When people told me that you are a living curse—that you only bring bad luck, pain and disappointment... I didn't want to believe them. When my friends warned me again and again...I should have listened to them. Now, I see the truth. Now, I really see that they were right about you from the start. I never would've trusted someone like you. I should have turned my back on you ages ago. I... should have never met you... You just aren't worth it... Fine, you want me to leave? I definitely will. Thank you for opening my eyes."

With those words, you stormed off, leaving him there stunned, horrified.

He didn't expect you to be so... brutal... But that's okay... If it means you will be safe then he can accept you hating him. He can, right...?

After you left, he teleported back to Diasomnia and locked himself in his room. His hands were shaking. You didn't mean what you said, did you? You can never abandon him just like that, right? He knows he screwed up real bad. Hurting you is the last thing he wants. Why did he say he doesn't love you? That's nowhere near the truth! He loves you so damn much, more than anything...

Uncontrollable tears flowed from his eyes. Your words replayed in his mind over and over again. It hurts... His chest hurts. Just because of his stupid mouth you were gone... just like that.

On the other hand, you found yourself sobbing your heart out to the Savanaclaw dormleader. You and him somehow managed to get pretty close over time. Leona sighed. He hated seeing you so upset... especially over that overgrown lizard! How could he do that to you out of all people? Leona knows better than anyone that you poured all of your heart to Malleus. Huh... what a shame...

"Hey, herbivore. Don't cry over that stupid lizard. You didn't do anything wrong, okay? You are a strong girl, come on stop crying. It doesn't suit you."

That made you almost chuckle. "Thanks...Leona."

"Tch, you better not tell anyone about this."

The whole night was a blur for Malleus. Next morning, when Lilia found him curled up in his bed with tear stains on his face, he immediately knew something was wrong.

"Malleus, what's wrong?"

Lilia pulled the covers off of him.

"GO AWAY!!"

Lilia didn't even flinch but that sure made Silver and Sebek run into his room in worry. Lilia sighed. Oh sevens, he sure was used to this.

"If you don't tell us what's wrong, how will we help you?"

"You can't... not with this Lilia..."

"Try me."

"... It's about (Y/N), I..."

And with that, the cat was out of the bag. He could barely keep his voice steady.

"Mhmm... I see... That was intense... But, a genuine talk can fix this problem. Malleus, you are not alone in this. You know we will always protect her right? You have nothing to worry about Malleus. She is a fighter. You shouldn't underestimate her."

"Father is right! We will always protect her from any danger and not to mention she is a tough girl!"

Silver chimed in.

"I agree with Silver and Lilia-Sama. We will protect the prefect with our lives!"

Sebek boomed.

"Are you all... sure? I-I can't bear losing her."

"We are sure Malleus. But, if you don't make it up with her this instant, then I'm afraid you will end up losing her in the worst way possible."

Lilia warned him.

"You are right. Classes will start soon. I will talk to her."

Leona for some reason decided to tag along with you—which is super strange. Leona? Actually present during school hours? For classes? With you?!! That immediately raises unlimited questions.

"Leona, are you sure you don't want to take a U-turn?"

You joked.

"What do you take me for, herbivore?"

He scoffed before ruffling your hair.

"Don't ruin my hair!"

You laughed as he smirked. This smug lion!

"Alright, herbivore. I will get going now. You better not cry again. Have fun with those three troublemaker friends of yours."

He smiled at you and then left to attend his own classes.

Okay, that was definitely bad timing. Malleus's heart shattered as he watched you interact with Leona. Did you move on from him that fast? He wanted to know. Maybe that's why his legs moved in your direction rather than taking him to his classes.

"Child of man."

"What the—

You almost jumped. Now, to be honest he was the last person you wanted to see after that awful fight. You rolled your eyes.

"What do you want from me now, your highness?"

Your tone almost made him back-paddle. But, he stood his ground.

"Do you... do you like Kingscholar?"

"I don't know why does that matter to you. But to answer your question, no I don't. Was that all? Can I go now, please?"

You turned around to leave but he grabbed your arm, a desperate attempt to stop you.

"Please... just let me explain..."

"Oh shut up, what's there to explain? You made your point pretty clear last night, didn't you?"

"Please, just listen... If you still don't want to see me after that, I promise I will never show up again."

"...two minutes. You have two minutes to explain."

"Please! What I said was a complete lie! I love you very much, (Y/N). I'm just scared for you!"

"I need you to understand, I'm not a damsel in distress!"

"Yes... I know... I'm sorry I doubted you... I just... I can't afford to lose you... I lost everything, (Y/N). I have been alone for decades... But, you came and you brought spring in my life. I don't know when I fell for you. But, I know you are the one for me. I will never be able to love anyone else. Please... (Y/N), I am really sorry for my behavior but I promise that I love you. I always will..."

You sighed. You knew he was telling the truth. Malleus is a terrible liar, at least when it comes to you. The way his hands were shaking and his voice was wavering... you could feel his emotions. He loves you, he really does. If he didn't, then he wouldn't show up like this—his pride wouldn't allow him to. But he did. He came back, for you. That was enough proof.

"I'm sorry too, Malleus... I said things I shouldn't have... I promise I didn't mean them, not at all. I'm sorry for hurting you. The love I received from you healed me in so many ways... I still love you Malleus... I still do..."

He pulled you in his chest immediately. You could feel how scared he was. You could only try to imagine how your words affected him.

"I'm sorry, Malleus..."

He pulled you closer, if that was even possible.

"I love you so much..."

"I love you too..."

[rattlyglitch]

What Happens When the Sky Cries

Enjoy my open-ended angst about Grim and Yuu from twisted wonderland.

Everything felt dark and cold. It made it hard for him to think to breathe to understand what was happening. The only thing Grim knew was that he was scared and alone. He wanted to be back at the dorm with Yuu. Be back with the friends they both had. It didn't matter where he and Yuu were as long as he was with them.

Since the coldness was all Grim felt he wanted to do his best to ignore it by thinking of how Yuu would hold him in their arms. He had never admitted it but he enjoyed being in Yuu's arms. It was a safe place for Grim. A place where he knew that no matter what came at him from the world he would be safe.

Something he had always hoped for when younger. A weird warmness came over him. It felt comforting and nice but it wasn't a warmness he knew. It was a warmness that scared Grim. It made him feel like he was on fire.

Like something was trying to burn him. That was when a scream came over him. Grim screamed as loud as he could. His screams turned to a cry for help for some force that would keep the fire away. When the fire got to its worst point when it got to the point of suffocating him Grim opened his eyes.

He was on the ground for some reason in a puddle of black ink with a pounding headache. It took a long while to try to figure out what was happening. Someone seemed to be overbloting and fighting Leona, Malleus, and Azul. "Sealie are you with us?" Grim groaned and rolled over before coughing.

Two hands quickly pick him up and turn Grim over. Every cough hurt and it seemed black ink kept exiting his mouth. When they stopped Grim painfully wheezed. Why did his body feel like fire? "What hurts Grim?" The voice he couldn't see who it was but it sounded like Deuce and the one that had spoken first must have been Floyds. "Everything hurts."

That's when the tears started falling and Grim sobs. "I want Yuu. Take me to Yuu please." They would be able to help Grim he was sure of it. Yuu had the answers to everything it seemed like. They could make his pain go away. Make it feel better with some of that homemade tuna soup that was made when he was sick.

"Grim we can't do that. Yuu's overblotting and we don't even know how it started." Grim looked over to the area where the Ace sounded voice came from. "It's my fault." Ace looked at Grim confused. "What do you mean by that?" Grim meowed in discomfort.

"Yuu had a dream about going home. Then they started thinking about it and I made it worse by saying that if they left that meant Yuu wouldn't come back. Yuu started to panic after thinking about it." Grim hugged himself his sobs getting harder.

"I didn't mean to upset them I swear. I just don't want my only friend to leave. I-if they leave then I'll have to leave and no one's going to care." Broken sobs exited Grim along with coughs that came with them making his body shake uncontrollably. "You really think we would just abandon you after Yuu leaves?" Jack asked now next to Deuce.

Grim nodded. "Why would you stay? No one likes me." Grim was certain that no one would care if he had to leave the school. "You're obviously an idiot if you think you can get rid of us that easily then." Kalim was glaring at Grim.

The disappointing look would have been scary if it also didn't look worried. "We care about you Sealie. Kalim is right that you can't get rid of us that easily. Even if Yuu left we couldn't just leave you on your own. That would be disrespectful toward Yuu. You're their first companion. Their first friend." Grim nuzzled into Deuce's shirt when he started comfortingly rubbing his back.

"What we're going to do now though is take you to Professor Crewel. We need to make sure there's no more blot in you." Grim froze at Deuce's words. If he was taken to the professor then that meant he would be further from Yuu. Unable to help Yuu. If the others couldn't help Yuu then that meant they would die. Yuu wouldn't even have the option of returning home or staying.

They would have to live out whatever moments were left in pain and agony and sorrow. No one was there to help them in their final moments. No one to comfort them.

Grim reacted as fast as he possibly could then to get away. He managed to get out of Deuce's arms and ran as fast as possible towards Yuu. He didn't care if they were overblotting or accidentally hurting him. What Grim knew was that Yuu needed him more than anything. They needed to know that now even though they were so sad and worried that Grim would be there for them no matter what. That's why Grim knew he needed to get their attention.

"HEY YUU OVER HERE!"

Yuu turned to look over at Grim their overblot in full view. The ink monster was large and seemed to have a torn school uniform on. Yuu who had been wearing a school uniform now seemed to have on black suit with frilly cuffs and a cape running down the back the fit finished with a top hat adorned with a purple gem that seemed to be tied around it.

The way it looked made Grim grasp for the mage stone on his neck only bringing him to the realization that it wasn't there. The realization made Grim unsure of what would happen if his stone started to blot. "GET OUT OF HERE NOW!" Grim looked over and saw Riddle looking at him face red and angry. "WE DON'T NEED THIS SITUATION ANY WORSE."

Grim felt his heart drop at the thought that he may make it worse but if he didn't at least try to help then all would be lost for sure. Grim looked determinedly at the tree behind him and began to climb up it as quickly as he could. Once he thought he was at a good height Grim yelled at Yuu with all he could manage.

"YUU YOU'RE OK JUST LISTEN PLEASE. I'M SORRY OK? EVEN IF YOU DO LEAVE THERE HAS TO BE A WAY FOR YOU TO COME BACK!"

Yuu's overblot seemed to slow down in their attacks hesitating for only a moment before attacking again. That moment though was all Grim needed to know he was getting through to them.

"YUU, LISTEN TO ME YOU'RE STRONGER THAN THIS JUST HEAR ME PLEASE I NEED MY FRIEND!"

The attacks stopped altogether and Yuu's looked over at Grim their overblot following their gaze before moving towards Grim. Students seemed to be panicked as the overblot seemed to move. Grim could see Ace, Deuce, and Jack rushing over and began trying to hit the overblot with spells.

Eventually, though it reached Grim and the overblot's hands picked him up before placing him in their palms. Grim smiled at the overbot tiredly exhaustion overcoming him. Grim managed though to whisper what he could to Yuu while he could.

"I know it's my fault you're like this but please come back for me. You can be as mad as you like at me. Be as mean as you want to me. But I still need my other half. I still need my best friend. So please fight this for me?"

After the words he spoke Grim fell down his body out of whatever adrenaline it had been running on and tired from its forced movement. Grim smiled though even if he was unsure what would happen it seemed that Yuu would be ok and was able to be saved.

/////////////

Everything stopped when Grim collapsed in the hands of Yuu's overblot. Time seemed to stop running as the overblot and Yuu looked at the dire beast confused about what had happened.

The inky being gently moved a finger over Grim in a petting motion when Yuu moved their hand as if trying to see what was wrong. When his breathing seemed to slow though was when the overblot started to panic. It let out a pained cry before looking around and kneeling holding its hand out to the closest person in reach.

"HeLp HiM" Yuu spoke in a broken voice. "HeLp My BaBy."

Malleus was the closest to the hand and carefully walked onto it before kneeling down and picking Grim up. "I don't know if any magic can help him. He's dying-" A scream pierced the air again.

"HELP HIM!"

Malleus looked over and walked to Lilia who stood next to Professor Trein and Professor Crewel. He held out Grim to Lilia and looked at him. "You have to know how to fix this right? Even if you don't someone else can?"

Lilia looked down at Grim and then up at Yuu and their overblot. "I don't know if there is anything I can do." Yuu looked at Lilia terrified before their eyes started to fill with inky black tears that turned into open sobs their overblot slowly sinking away.

"There has to be something you can do I'm begging you." Yuu reached their hand out towards Lilia ink starting to drip off their arms and the suit they wore slowly turning to their school uniform. "I'll do anything just don't say he'll die." Slowly the inky tears turned to clear ones washing away the trails of ink on Yuu's face.

"Please."

[puppyplayhouse]

Can't stop thinking about bulldog hybrid Changbin who has been used in illegal hybride fight rings all his life even though he hates fighting and hates hurting others but it's either him or them

Changbin who immediately is on guard when people he doesn't know and never smelled before break into his owner house and "arrest him" and try to let him out of the cage, Changbin who fights back not understand what those human mean when they say "we're trying to save you" before shooting something and him feeling sleppy all of a sudden

Changbin who wakes up in a bigger cage with soft blankets and a bed, who's really confused where he's at, who overhears one of the men that was with him "he's dangerous! He almost bit my arm off you can't go in there!!"

Changbin who immediately growls when the cage openes and he sees... A small person a pretty person like nothing he's ever seen before but that's not what surprises him what does surprise him was how dangerously he was growling even snapping his Teath at them a few time and that person had just a soft smile on them, not saying anything just sitting down

Changbin who for the first time in years gets very softly pet, who for the first time in years can feel his tail wag uncontrollably, Changbin who didn't know how touch starved he truly was, who's ears immediately drop and whines when the pretty person apologize and promised to come back tomorrow

Just touch starved Changbin who's getting all the love he deserves :(

Oh my goddddddd sobbing.

Pretty convinces the shelter to let her take him home because he's lashing out to everyone else :( poor bully Binnie is so CONFUSED by this! He doesn't understand why Pretty is being kind to him even after how threatening he'd been to the other humans that had tried to help him.

Pretty buys him so many comfy hoodies and soft sweaters and pants and he doesn't even know what to say, only able to thank them in the form of allowing them to carefully pet him.

Oh my GOD and pretty has to bathe him for the first time because he's so used to not being allowed to that he's kind of lost on what he really needs to do but Pretty has such soft and gentle hands that he only slightly flinches when they reach for his face with a wash cloth to clean it <3. He even... dare i say... relaxes! when they massage his scalp while washing his hair, he is SOLD. He never wants to be anywhere else ever again!

[farity]

Obsession, part 9

"Change of plans," Aegon declared, walking into the living room. "We're heading home."

Helaena clapped, smiling. "So it's safe?"

He nodded at his sister. "I've heard from several of the Houses. Our allies stand true and I have sent word to mother to return."

He looked around.

"Where the fuck are they?"

* * * * *

"I promise you. I will protect you with everything that I have and everything that I am."

She looked so fragile at that moment, Aemond thought, the exhaustion and shock and fear flashing through the composure she'd kept so far. "I want you," she whispered, and smiled sadly. "That is all I know. This is your world and if I must embrace it, I will."

"Here." He pulled off one of the rings he usually wore, the smallest one that fit on his pinky, and took her hand. "Until I can get you a proper one."

It was too big on all her fingers except for her thumb, and she laughed when it was still a little loose. "Perfect," she said quietly.

There were three loud knocks on the door.

"If you're having sex, wrap it up - heh heh - we're leaving!"

Aemond hung his head for a moment. "Fuck off, Aegon," he finally yelled out, then turned back to her. "Yes. He is an asshole. And he is the new boss. And I trust him."

"Then I trust him, too." She smiled, "and I adore Helaena."

"I believe that's mutual." He kissed her, pressed his forehead to hers, I am glad we're going home."

* * * * *

Aegon's gaze went straight to your hand the moment you and Aemond made it to the living room, and he walked toward you.

"You should know that as head of this House I will be instituting Prima Nocta, which means-"

"I know what it means," you replied, "and no."

Aemond walked past his brother, slapping Aegon's head on his way to the kitchen. "Are we leaving now?"

"As soon as Helaena stops making lists, we are," he snapped.

"My lists keep this family going, Aeg," she said cheerfully, and closed her laptop. "Let's go."

You let Helaena shepherd you around as things were gathered and put in the trunks of the cars, and you caught her looking at the ring on your finger, but she said nothing.

Once in Aemond's car, you let out a long breath.

"You okay?"

The concern in his face warmed you, and you smiled at him. "Yeah." He took your hand, turning it to kiss the inside of your wrist. "Once Mother is home we can have a legal wedding, have you added to the books, send word to the other Houses."

"Mm-hmm."

He looked at you for a couple of moments, then started the car.

"We can have a Sept wedding later if you like, with everyone in-"

It's suddenly too much, the fear, the way the last twenty four hours had upended everything you knew, the loss of every single one of your possessions, the knowledge that you will live in danger for the rest of your life with him, and you burst into tears, much to your horror.

You clamp one hand, then the other, over your mouth, even though you can't stop crying, and it takes Aemond only a second to pull you in, to wrap his arms around you and simply hold you while you sob uncontrollably.

You wonder if Alicent ever sobbed like this, like a complete idiot, and you decide she probably didn't, because she's a hardcore bitch who murdered her asshole husband and you're just a normal girl who had a normal life and a normal job and then you had to go fall in love with a guy who tortures and kills for a living.

But he has also shielded you from bullets and followed you when your asshole ex played your fucking song at his wedding, and has told you things that you just know he hasn't shared with many others. He has told you the truth about what he does and asked you to marry him and you figure that has to count for something because the way you want Aemond is not like you've ever wanted anyone before.

"I'm sorry," you finally whisper, and he kisses the top of your head.

"There is nothing to be sorry about," he murmurs against your hair. "I've got you."

* * * * *

"Here we are," Aemond said, opening the door and letting you walk into his place. It was within the estate but far enough from the main house that it felt like its own property. You didn't really know what to expect, but once you walked in, you saw that it was very much a reflection of him.

The living room was spacious, with lots of natural light, the clean lines of the furniture mixing with touchable fabrics that made the entire place welcoming. "My room is this way," he said, taking your hand.

The word that came to mind when you stepped into his room was refuge. The bed had a timeless wrought iron frame in darkest black to contrast with the snowy linens. There was a large leather club chair to the right of the fireplace and on one of the night tables there were a couple of books next to the lamp. No fuss, just comfort.

You'd calmed down since your earlier bout of tears and Aemond, while not hovering, was keeping an eye on you.

"Knock knock!"

You turned at the sound of Helaena's voice.

"Come in," Aemond said.

"I kind of need help, boo!"

You went out there and found her standing amidst half a dozen boxes. "You didn't get very much," she frowned. "I mean, three pairs of shoes? Who owns only three pairs of shoes?"

* * * * *

One thing you had ordered along with the basics to carry you through the next week or so, was a short white dress. You were not getting married in jeans or sweats or leggings, not when same-day delivery existed. And so, once Alicent arrived, you began to feel butterflies in your stomach. You were getting married.

Tonight.

"May I come in?"

Speaking of your soon-to-be-mother in law, she was standing at the door of the guest bedroom where you were getting ready.

"Of course, please, come in."

Alicent looked impeccable, of course, and she walked in. "Oh, is that your dress?" She went up to it, turned to you with a smile. "It is beautiful."

"Thank you."

"Sit with me, please."

You followed her to the little sitting area by the window.

"Out of all my children, I thought Aemond would be the last to marry, if at all," she began. "I figured Aegon would make some alliance with another House, same with Helaena, and Daeron is so beloved by everyone that he is bound to find a partner." Her smile faded.

You watched and listened, because frankly, the woman terrified you.

"Aemond hasn't had the easiest time of it. He found his purpose in his work, in keeping us safe, but I always worried he might be too comfortable in his loneliness." She reached into her pocket and for a moment you thought she was going to pull out a gun, but it was a small box that she placed in front of you. "These are Targaryen jewels, part of a larger collection. I thought you should have them, since you are the first bride of this generation." She looked at you, her eyes sharp, "and because my son seems to have a new light in him."

"Thank you, I-"

"I hope that light never dims," she said softly, "for his sake. And yours."

She stood, ran her hand down the side of your face, and left while you tried to not throw up.

It was only when you had dressed and were ready to meet Aemond that you remembered the little box.

Inside were a pair of earrings, large diamond teardrops surrounded by smaller stones, hanging from a round diamond in a similar setting. If these things were real, and you doubted Alicent Hightower wore fakes, they were worth more than the yearly budget of a small kingdom in Essos. You put them on, slipped on your new silver heels and went to meet your groom.

* * * * *

"Can we have a stag night later on?"

Aemond rolled his eye at his brother. "No."

Aegon fell back on Aemond's bed, groaning. "You're such a fucking bore, you fucking twat!"

Aemond turned after fixing his tie and looked down at Aegon. "Come on."

"In a rush to get to the wedding night, are you?"

Saying nothing in return, Aemond began heading towards the front door, and then he saw her.

She was standing by one of the bookcases in the living room, examining the titles. Her white dress was short and showed off her pretty shoulders, her slim waist, and he felt a strange tenderness, and guilt, that this rushed wedding was necessary to keep her a little safer because she'd chosen to be with him.

When she turned, she smiled and looked at him from his head to the tips of his freshly polished shoes. "You look very nice."

He reached her, kissed her cheek. "You are breathtaking." He noticed the earrings and smiled. "I see mother has welcomed you to the family."

"Oh she has," she replied, and caught sight of Aegon. "Hello brother."

"Remember, I am the oldest and I can tell him what to do." Aegon threw back a small glass of something amber-colored and then walked out, heading toward the main house.

Aemond offered you his arm and you took it, and followed Aegon out the door.

* * * * *

"Does she have any family?"

"Only child, deadbeat dad, mom bounced from boyfriend to boyfriend and she left when the boyfriends started noticing her as well."

Helaena turned to Aegon. "That is awful!"

"We will keep an eye on them, in case they choose to resurface," Alicent said as bride and groom strolled in. "Ser Criston, are you ready to do the honors?"

"Of course, Mrs. Targaryen."

Alicent went up to her soon-to-be daughter-in-law, admiring the way the earrings looked on her. "You look very beautiful, dear."

"Thank you. Oh hey, Helaena!"

"I got you something," Helaena said, and handed you a bouquet. It was mostly white flowers but had some blue hydrangeas throughout. "I didn't know if you had something blue, so I had them add these."

"That was so thoughtful of you, thank you!"

Alicent watched her daughter beam at the praise and then signaled to Ser Criston to take his place. "We can get started, yes?"

* * * * *

I'm a married man.

I expected to be the one seeing everyone else get married before me, but here we are.

My wife - my wife - looked beautiful. I told her as many times as I could, but it wasn't enough. She was calm and composed and spoke clearly during the wedding.

Now we're back at my place. Our place now. Our bedroom. So much has changed in a few weeks, and-

There she is. She's wearing a short nightgown, and she smiles shyly at me. Is she as nervous as I am?

I walk up to her, to this woman who has turned my world upside down so quickly, and I kiss her. Her lips are familiar now, a comfort as well as a delight. When I trace her lower lip with my tongue, she lets me in and makes a little sound as her arms go around me.

I can't wait and I take her to the bed, her bare legs tangling with mine as we lay down and she brushes my hair back from my forehead. Her fingers are slim and cool and I think of them wrapped around my cock.

But first I want to see her come undone, so I slip one delicate strap off her shoulder, then the other, and I tug on the nightgown until I can brush my lips over her naked breasts. She bites down on her lip when I take one rosy peak in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around and she whimpers, a sweet little sound that makes me smile against her skin.

I slip the nightgown lower until she's kicking it off and she's completely naked. She's pulling me up to her but instead I slip down until I can spread her open and hook her legs over my shoulders. The taste of her is addicting and I've only had one night with her, so I grab her thighs, keeping them in place.

When I run my tongue over her, she shudders. I remember how she went to pieces last night while I ate her out, orgasm after orgasm tearing her apart, and I feel myself getting harder, but right now I want to make her scream, so I suck her flesh into my mouth and she arches off the bed as she comes, and nothing has ever tasted better.

I don't plan on giving her time to recover, and start to lick her in slow, steady strokes using the flat of my tongue. She's whimpering because she knows I am not going to stop, she knows I will make her come until she is delirious with pleasure, until her body is no longer hers.

I think she starts saying my name but it turns into a moan and she doesn't want to, but her hips start rocking ever so gently. Her fingers are clutching at the bedcovers, and I know she's going to come soon and the taste of her is going to flood my tongue again. I never stop, I keep working her, driving her closer and closer until she goes very still, her thighs tensing as the orgasm hits her and she screams again, and it's the heavenliest sound I have ever heard.

She's panting now, saying something about the gods, but I've only gotten started and the gods can go fuck themselves while I fuck my wife. She starts pressing her hips against me, grinding against my face, her feet pushing on the bed to get leverage, so I begin pushing two fingers inside of her. Ever so slowly I push into the heat of her. She whines as my fingers reach deep inside and I curl my fingertips.

The way she clenches around me nearly makes me come, but this is about her right now, and when she comes again, I swirl my tongue over her, wanting every bit of her taste.

She sobs and reaches for my hair, and I hear her whispering.

Please, please, please.

Her wish is my command.

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Pro hero Deku × pro hero gn reader

Warnings: not sure if there's a need of a warning on this one but there's a mention of a burning building, a dead kid and a woman.

**comforting Izuku after a bad mission**

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"Knew I'll find you here" You spoke calmly as you walked over to the edge of the building, stopping behind Izuku to give him a hug from behind. Your hands sliding down from his shoulders got his attention and he quickly looked up at you. A few tears were wailing up in the corner of his eyes, causing his to eyes sparkle at the light from the sunset. Izuku pressed his cheek against your arm, finding comfort in your touch.

You gave his forehead a small kiss before moving to sit next to him on the edge of the building.

It was silent for a moment, you looked over at the city. You could see all of it from up here, from the ocean slowly swallowing the sun to the park next to the building you were on. You watched as the sky switched colors, the stars slowly coming into view as the purple and pink was fading away from the sky.

"You we're never good at keeping things from me you know?" You asked, turning your gaze to him. "It's because the mission we had today doesn't it?"

He nodded and you started replaying the event in your head. There was a fire, a massive one. It burnt down a few buildings. You had to rescue civilians but as far as you knew you rescued them all.

"Something happened" You staited "something only you knew happened" He nodded in response, his gaze still fixated at the setting sun. "You wanna talk about it?" You asked, grabbing his hand and giving it a comforting squeeze.

He took a deep breath and sighed "there was this lady" He said softly "she lived on the eight floor. I tried to get her out but she kept trying to run back to her apartment, she tried to grab a teddy bear from one of the rooms. I tried to run after her but the whole building was starting to collapse on itself at this point. I was trying to get her out but she said this teddy bear was the only thing she has left from her son. There were pictures on the wall of her and a bold kid in a hospital gal on the wall I'm guessing he was sick... When she said that I finally let go of her hand and she run to the room and was running back to me with it in her arms..." His voice was starting to break as tears stated to wale up in his eyes "but I wasn't fast enough.. " He started to sob and you gave his hand a squeeze,trying to comfort him "she died when the ceiling fell..." He was sobbing now, his voice shakey "I didn't even have time to get her corpse out so she could be buried" He broke down, starting to sob uncontrollably. You hugged him trying to reassure him it'll be okay. His head rested on your chest as he cried, muffeled sobs escaping him.

"I keep thinking that if I was fast enough maybe I could have saved her" He sobbed "maybe she could still be here if I was just fast enough"

You petted his head, running your hand over his hair in an attempt to calm him down a bit.

"Sometimes it doesn't matter how fast we are" You said and pressed a kiss to his head "sometimes no matter what we do, we will never be fast enough.. But even so, it just means we can get better you know?" You stroke his hair with one hand while the other stroked his back "for now... Focus on who you did save, like the pregnant lady and her other four kids, or that ugly chiwawa who looked like he was on something" You both chuckled softly "or that fat orange cat that constantly had his tounge out, or that Lady who was so hooked on her book she was still trying to read while you saved her" He chuckled softly and looked up at you, you placed your hand on his cheek, wiping away a tear with your thumb. "You have to remember the people you did save, and when you can you can try do what I do"

Izuku smiled softly "and what do you do?"

"Well, for started, if I wasn't able to save someone I donate blood. It helps me when I know I might didn't save that one person but maybe I saved someone else's. But if I lost no one and I just need to cheer myself up I buy some stuffed animals and go to the hospital to give them to sick children, seeing them smile makes it a little easier, knowing I did something good for someone else.. It just makes easier you know?"

Izuku kissed the inside of your wrist "I think I should do that" He smiled softly. "I'll go donate blood tomorrow so I could save someone else's life"

You smiled at him, wiping another tear "maybe we can go together?" He nodded.

"Thanks for making it easier on me" He spoke "you always find a way to make me smile when I'm sad"

"That's why you proposed to me" You smiled "you saud, and I quote 'you make everything better' "

He chuckled "I did, didn't I?" He looked at you "well it's true, you always find a way to make me smile when I get like this"

You giggled "I know, that's my magic" You looked over at the now dark sky "we can stay here a bit longer if you want to"

"I think I wanna go home" He smiled "take a cold shower and get ready for bed"

You nodded "okay"

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Okay, just to clarify when I say an ugly chiwawa I mean this:

Hope it made you laugh like it made me lol.

[peachymilkandcream]

Ready or Not|Part 1|Yandere Levi x Evelyn

(A/N: I'm so psyched that we can start the next series! If you all thought it was over we're no where close! While this series is going to be shorter I guarantee it's going to be a freaking blast! Comment to be added to the taglist!)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc

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Erwin found him two days later, when Levi refused to show for work or any of his responsibilities the Commander was forced to drag himself over there and soothe the child's temper tantrum. Probably had too much liquor and too little sex to keep his erratic personality under control.

He didn't have time for this. If he didn't need Levi so much he would've swept him out years ago. He was a good soldier, but he wasn't reliable. How could he continue to run a government with a soldier sabotaging the carefully made trust he'd established.

The house was empty, he swore if Levi went to a fucking bar again he'd really chew his ass this time. Maybe he'd threaten to take Evelyn and his child away until Levi learned how to juggle his responsibilities like an adult.

He was in the living room, the whole place torn to bits after yet another obvious tantrum. But something was off about this one, this time he didn't even acknowledge Erwin's presence, like he was deeply disturbed about something and didn't give a shit about anything else.

"Levi. What happened."

"She's gone Erwin, she's fucking gone!" He emphasized the last word by throwing his empty bottle against the brick fireplace.

"So she finally left you, didn't she?"

"She escaped, I don't know where the hell she went, but I'm going to find out. I'm going to find whoever helped her, and kill them. My son, that bitch took my son!" Levi wept, the first time Erwin had ever seen him so emotional, usually he stopped at nothing to conceal his emotions and appear weak. Poor bastard.

"I'm sure she hasn't gone far, we'll just have to look for her."

"I'll hunt her down to the ends of the earth!"

"Calm down Levi."

"Calm down, calm down!? How can you expect me to be so calm when my wife and child are missing!? They're all I have and you tell me to calm down!?"

Erwin rolled his eyes, the temper tantrums were almost ridiculous at this point. "I won't help you until you relax."

He wiped at his eyes. "Fine, I'm calm, I'm calm."

"Better. Now pull yourself together, and we'll solve this thing."

"Why the hell do you care?"

"I need you stable Levi, and I need your wife's good reputation to keep on top. If it means starting a nationwide manhunt for one woman and toddler then so be it."

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The sea breeze suited Evelyn well, it had taken a lot of courage for her to get on that boat. The fear of the unknown had paralyzed her for too long, causing the ship's captain to ask her several times if she was actually coming aboard.

But she had. She'd stepped forward into her new future, a life of freedom. And while it had taken a small chunk of her funds to be taken so secretly across the sea it was worth it for this view. Sparkling blue as far as the eye could see. Her last trip by ship was overshadowed with the fear of the world ending, now she could actually enjoy these moments with her son.

Furlan, in the past years he had grown to look just like his father. And while Levi had always been a shitty husband, he was a stellar father, so much in fact that the boy seemed to already prefer him over his mother. The past few nights he'd taken to sobbing uncontrollably since he missed his dear Papa so fiercely. Hopefully he would grow out of it, she couldn't bear to think about a world where her child only desired to be loved and cared for by his abusive father. Perhaps since she was pregnant under such dire circumstances the child craved violence like his father.

The wind threatened to undo all her hard work of getting her hair to stay, but it seemed out here was the only way to get Furlan to stop crying. He held onto her dress firmly, watching the waves as they bounced up and down. This would be good for him, good for both of them. All three of them. Evelyn and her two children, both born and unborn would be able to find a life of peace and tranquility away from Levi.

A fresh start.

[popculturebuffet]

Art Therapy

Charlie: Okay guys, I gave you a few hours to express yourself with art, to help work through your pain let's see what you have. First up is angel Angel:(unveils a canvas that's dog's playing poker, but with dildos) Ta-Da! Charlie: okay... I don't think you got the point of the exercise but it still looks... goooooddddd? I think? Sir Pentious? Sir Pentious: I prefer a more hands on medium (Unveils a statue of himself with over the top muscles with eggboys at the base... that's also weeping uncontrollably and wearing a backwards cap) I call it "Sir Pentious' true masculinity" Charlie: oh okay your showing both how you wish to see yourself but also your vunerablity underneath. Very good. Sir Pentious: This is how I look every day. Underneath this suit is a row of rippling muscle. (He flexes.. as alastor casually burns his suit off.. and also starts burning sir pentious, revealing his skinny ass snake physique) Vaggie: (Sighs) I'll put him out. Again. Alastor: I wouldn't rush, his tears will do that. While we wait, it's time to show MY piece. Charlie: Oh you particpiated.. that's ... lovely. You really don't have to. (Alastor unveils his painting.. which is made of real demon blood and shows allistor in his more demonic form eting a unicorn) SHITWHATWHYNOOOOO Alastor: For the look on your face. It took ages to get all the blood. Charlie: That poor unicorn... Alastor: Was delicoius Vaggie:(Having put sir pentious out, whose standing ashamed and shirtless.. and lightly singed. ) Alright cut it out. Your lucky I don't stab you. Alastor: What a concidence that's what I tell all of you every night while you sleep. Vaggie: Okayyyy since Charlie is Charlie: (Sobbing uncontrollably) Vaggie: Let's.. move on to someone less disturbing. Who's next? Nifty: (Raises her hand excitedly) Vaggie: Fuuuuuuckkk Nifty: (lifts curtain over her scuplture without anyone asking. It's her, in her dominatrix gear, standing atop a gagged and geared up sir pentious) Vaggie: Okay that's ... fucked but in a diffrent way than I expected? good job? Nifty: (claps excitedly) Sir Pentious: I... have mixed feelings about this but nonmetheless with yoru permission it shall go in my gallery. Eggboi: You mean the closet boss? Sir Pentious: Yes my closet gallery! Nifty: I'd be honored. I promise to visit every night. Just like I do for every last one of you. Vaggie: O-kay. we're getting better locks. Husk you do anything? Husk: Fuck no Vaggie: Terrific. We're done. (Drags a still sobbing charlie off) Let's go get you some ice cream champ. You tried your best.