#cuppy requests

[mochablogger]

Hi hi hello Ms Mocha !! Can I see some Lightbulb , bot , puffball , snowball or pin pls ?? :3 they r my comfort characters but if you don't wanna draw it's fineee !!! ^^ - 🍈 (Melon)

I drewh all of em as silly critters !! And I made this Dooble days ago and I completely forgot to post it here :(

But anyways!! ^^ My hand died 👌

[honiegoo]

How I'm sleeping tonight knowing I got pictures of my blorbo sent to me

[seabirdtxt]

.Irminsul Push/Pull

You, the Creator, experience your first day with the world's weirdest roommates. [< prev] [Blog tag] [next >]

Notes: SAGAU, reader is the Creator but no cult shenanigans. mild swearing. very gentle puppet bullying, it's probably the cain instinct or smth. all relationships are currently platonic!

WC. 1.8k

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You’re not super sure what you thought telepathic communication was going to feel like, probably assuming you would hear the voice of the other person saying their message out loud in your head.

In reality, it ends up being more like receiving a text message. In all caps. In your head.

GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE.

You sit up in your bed with a frown when the message suddenly crosses your mind. You check outside the mansion’s window, deeming it to be relatively early in the morning. Curious, you slide out from under the covers and shuffle your way downstairs.

Your curiosity quickly turns to irritation as you hear the sound of tools being thrown and voices arguing coming from the direction of Kabukimono’s room, the only currently inhabited room on the ground floor. 

You slowly push open the unlatched door and quickly duck to avoid a flying object—what is that? a pair of tongs?—that was aimed somewhere in the vicinity of your head. 

“- told you you can’t cook on the forge!” Kabukimono shouts, whiny and furiously stomping around, tossing loose tools around the room. Scaramouche is standing a little ways away from him, holding a bowl of ingredients with a bored look on his face.

“It’s a heat source, isn’t it?” The Balladeer asks, rolling his eyes. “If I can light it on fire, it can cook things.”

“No you can’t! I have to keep it way too hot to cook things,” Kabukimono scolds him, brandishing a metal poker in his direction. “And if you get food crumbs and oil in it, it might affect the quality of the metal! I won’t let you use it, and that’s final!”

“What else am I supposed to use, then?” Scaramouche growls, gesturing widely. “It’s not like this genius Creator of yours, in their boundless wisdom, made a kitchen.”

Whoops. Your eyes scan the room, surveying the damage, until your gaze lands on a terrified Cuppy hiding under a coat rack behind you, close to the door.

“Hey, buddy,” you whisper, inching closer to him. “D’you think you can turn one of the ground floor rooms into a kitchen really quick?”

The little teacup spirit nods frantically and disappears in a puff of smoke, presumably to fulfill your request as fast as possible. 

You look around the room again and spot Wanderer hovering above the other two, one leg crossed over the other in a pose hilariously similar to Ei when she’d been meditating in the Plane of Euthymia. You wave to catch his attention, and he looks over at you with a wry expression before zooming over to where you are.

“About time you got here,” he snarks, landing delicately beside you. “These idiots have been going at it for about twenty minutes now.” 

“I just asked Cuppy to make one of the rooms a kitchen,” you tell him. “I totally forgot about that, I don’t usually make a kitchen inside the Traveler’s teapot, so…”

“Yeah, you use the outdoor one, right?” 

You nod, having briefly forgotten that Wanderer had seen your layout of the Traveler’s realm before. As you’re musing on this, Wanderer darts forward and smacks the underside of Scaramouche’s bowl, causing it to escape the Balladeer’s grasp and sending ingredients flying in all directions, much to Kabukimono’s displeasure. 

“What the- why would you do that?!” Kabukimono wails, his argument interrupted. “Look at this mess! Niwa would have a heart attack if he saw this!” 

“Half of this garbage is yours,” Scaramouche points out, expression thunderous as he picks up one of the smaller prongs on the ground and uses it to take a swing at Wanderer, who takes to the air and floats out of reach with a smirk. 

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” Wanderer says with a shrug. “I was just getting so sick of hearing you guys whining like babies for no reason.” 

“Okay, and you needed to waste perfectly good ingredients, why?” Scaramouche snaps, bending to pick up his now empty bowl and waving it at Wanderer threateningly, visibly restraining himself from flying off the handle.

“Because it’s not like you were gonna actually use them,” Wanderer snaps back. “I am you, and I know for a fact that you can barely make cup noodles if someone else did the preparation for you.” 

Scaramouche quickly turns red in the face as Kabukimono laughs at him, so you step in before another argument can break out.

“Guys, come on, I think Cuppy finished making a kitchen,” you say placatingly, hands outstretched and palms up. The three puppets look at you with varying levels of skepticism. 

You lead the way out of the trashed room, picking one of the other doors at random and hoping that it’s the one Cuppy chose. Mentally keeping your fingers crossed, you turn the knob and open the door, and freeze in the doorway, prompting at least two of the puppets to peer over your shoulder at the scene inside.

Cuppy did, indeed, choose this room. It’s one of the Mondstat-themed bedrooms, and what the teacup spirit did was put a single stove in the middle of the room and replace the bookshelves with jars and cupboards. Everything else about the decor, including the bed, carpet, and wardrobe, is the exact same.

Wanderer can’t seem to help himself about this, either, and bursts out laughing. 

“You call this a kitchen?” Scaramouche asks, pointing at the lonely stove sitting beside the Mond-style bed frame. 

“I think he did a great job,” you try, covering your mouth with one hand to hide your amused grin. Thankfully, it seems Cuppy made his escape as soon as he renovated, because he’s nowhere to be seen. 

“I don’t get it,” Kabukimono says, and you can feel him pushing someone (Scaramouche) behind you to see the rest of the room, to the person’s (Scaramouche’s) protests. “What’s so funny? A good stove and a well-stocked pantry is more than okay.” 

“And,” you interject through your repressed giggles, eager to defend your little teacup spirit. “Having a bed nearby just means you can lay back and relax while you wait for your food to cook!” 

“Are you serious right now? It’s just a stove in the middle of a bedroom!” Scaramouche protests, pushing you aside and stomping into the room. He points at the stove, and then at the carpet it’s sitting on. “This cannot be safe, right? This breaks all kinds of safety regulations.” 

“We’ll just move it aside, it’s fine,” you say, hoping to diffuse the situation. 

“It’s understandable,” Kabukimono agrees. “It’s not like he’s seen a proper kitchen before, right?”

Even Wanderer stops laughing as the three of you stare owlishly at Kabukimono, who shuffles nervously under the attention.

“What?” Kabukimono asks defensively. 

“I actually hadn’t thought of that,” you mutter, hands on your hips as you survey the room with new consideration. “He is pretty small, and who knows if he ventured outside of the realm before…” 

The other two remain silent, seemingly contemplating Kabukimono’s words but not voicing their opinions on it.

IS IT BAD THAT I FEEL BAD FOR LAUGHING?

You hide your flinch well, the sudden message scaring you out of your own thoughts. You steal a glance at Wanderer out of the corner of your eye, where he’s leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He doesn’t look you in the eye, instead pretending to be very interested with the shelf of ingredients near him.

‘I think that's just normal’ you think, hoping he somehow receives your thoughts as well. ‘I didn’t think of it either, so we’re all kinda wrong…’

While you’re distracted, Scaramouche has already started lighting the stove, having kicked aside the offending carpet, and browses the shelves for ingredients. He knocks on a few of the jars with a frown.

“... These are all empty.” He finally evaluates. 

“Yeah, that tracks, I don’t actually own anything yet,” you nod. “Everything I’ve ever collected is probably still with the Traveler.”

“Presumably they’d be willing to part with some of their stash,” Wanderer adds sarcastically. “I don’t think they really need several thousand of each ingredient they own.” 

“I mean, you never know, right?” You chuckle nervously, thinking of all the bag space your farming must have taken up. How does the Traveler’s inventory work outside of a game-mechanic perspective? You suppose you’re going to find out soon enough. 

“If you’re going out to get stuff, I’m coming with you,” Scaramouche declares, crossing his arms as if daring you to refuse his company. “No way am I staying in here with these guys.” 

You shrug, and Wanderer doesn’t protest either. “Yeah, that’s fine with me. I’ll head out now so we have time to sort and put everything away before lunch.” 

“Bold of you to assume we’re going to get anything done before lunch,” Wanderer mutters, herding Kabukimono out of the ‘kitchen’, promising the other puppet to help him clean up the mess in his room. 

“Are you ready to head out?” You ask Scaramouche, ignoring the jibe. You hold out your hand, which the Balladeer reluctantly takes, and you will yourselves out of the teapot realm.

You materialize in one of the alcoves of the Sanctuary of Surasthana, briefly disoriented by the change in location until you see Nahida and Aranyani sitting on the central dais, seemingly having a quiet conversation. Nahida spots you first, waving cheerfully at you both.

“Your Grace! Balladeer! Apologies for relocating you, but we decided that the chamber of Irminsul should remain uninhabited for now,” she explains, hands clasped together. “After all, it’s too easy to stumble and damage one of the branches of information, and I would hate for any of you to blame yourselves if that kind of accident were to happen.” 

“That’s fair, thanks for doing that for us!” you smile at her thoughtfulness. Still holding Scaramouche’s hand, you lead the two of you down to the central part of the chamber. “Do you know where the Traveler is? We wanted to ask if they could spare some of the materials I had collected from before I came here.” 

“Yes, we saw the Traveler earlier, but they went to fetch some people that Nahida recommended,” Aranyani says, picking up Nahida under her arms and putting the small god in her lap. Nahida doesn’t react, still smiling as Aranyani begins to play with her hair.

“Recommended for what?” Scaramouche asks before you get the chance to. You elbow him subtly, a warning to watch his tone. 

“To help us figure out how and why you’ve descended to Teyvat, Your Grace!” Nahida claps her hands together. “It will be good to know in case you need to go back home, or if you wish to return here from your world!”

You nod, grateful at the prospect of having that option. “Who did you call in for this?”

Aranyani cheerfully answers this for you: “The General Mahamatra, and a scholar named Alhaitham!” 

You share a quick look with Scaramouche.

“The linguistics guy, and the cop…?” You ask, with a slight wince.

“I don’t think you’re figuring this one out anytime soon.”

[rwuffles]

pt: candy-themed names and pronouns. requested by @/smilingnap. end pt.

♰ ⠀ — ⠀ CANDY-THEMED NAMES & PRONOUNS. REQ ; @smilingnap.

bonbon

sugarcoat

gumdrop

caramel

honey

taffy

tootsie

sundae

cuppy

mallow

candy / candies

sweet / tooth

sweet / sweetly

sugar / sugary

sugar / sugars

sugar / high

bon / bons

bonbon / bonbons

dessert / desserts

sweet / sweets

choccy / choccies

chocolate / chocolates

choco / chocos

syrup / syrups

cotton / candy

[mary-theglow]

Yes it's them again finally

I do still ship it but I like them to be in my way

The appropriate way than the original crew from u know who...🙃 they're both flirting but cups is the type to be flattered quickly, bendy shows abit of dominance (cuppy likes it) they're be a upcoming ask au of them and the other characters too which includes the brothers, friends the accuracy from the games and the show.

I'm actually taking questions and requests In the mean time while I get ready for the upcoming au, so plz ask anytime but will be rules...

No roleplay

No NSFW or sfw ( will be something I'll be creating only on my soon patreon) because I don't want minors involved

Don't ask the most out of pocket questions that came make you look wrong 🤨

If I don't answer your question is either someone asked already or I just don't got the time or something u perhaps said that I don't wanna answer😭 okay

U can ask me questions too but please if theirs something personal you are asking I will respectfully let you know I'm not giving you the info okay thank you 🥴✨

[theturtlefamily]

Welcome/Account Intro

Hi, I'm Kappa. I'm a fictive in a DID system. This ain't meant to really be an educational account, but questions are okay. Read this for my DNI and more.

About My System

My system is a traumagenic, polyfragmented, and fictive heavy DID system. We are mentally and physically disabled. And we are a RAMCOA surivor. I hope you keep this in mind.

Disorders: Autism, CPTSD, ADHD, anxiety, OCD, questioning NPD, and undiagnosed DID and schizophrenia. We also have brain damage.

Introductions: Kappa🗝🍸 - Cuppy🍼🧸 - Vasey🍼💛 - Winey🧸🍀

Main account: @thefluffystuffiesystem

How The Blog Will Work + More

This account will be run by me (Kappa). I will mostly post things regarding my source, my kids, agere, and casual posts.

I don't really care if anyone follows. I'm not here for fame. I just wanted my own blog and not to share a blog with my system.

I also don't mind if I become an online caregiver to any littles. Any littles (unless NSFW) are welcome here and are valid.

And since everyone is asking. My asks/requests are open unless said otherwise ^^

I will be doing QnA questions!

Claimed Anons!

Moodboard and Stimboard Masterlist

I take requests for stimboards and moodboards

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Basic DNI: Homophobes, transphobes, ablist, pedos, zoos, radqueers, racist, etc

Fetishist: Plurality, ddlg/abl/etc, age/petplayers, assault, introjects/fictives, etc

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If you demonize systems/individuals/alters for source, disorders, trauma, ect

If you support narc or any form of disorder abuse, get off my page immediately

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Caregiver accounts

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RAMCOA and trauma survivors

[bendyandboristhehorrorcircus]

Hey cuphead where is your bro?

"Which one?"

Omfg they look CROOKED.

Edit: P.S. When making an ask, be sure to clarify who ur talking to!! Like Qftim!Cuppy, Qftim!Mugs, Batim!Bendy, Tcs!Mugman- and of course the actual horror version!

Which you can request by adding "Horror!"

[bluecheese17]

"Min pappa, Willy" (𝒘. 𝒏𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓)

dad!william and dad!auston

*i used google translate for some of this, so if its inaccurate that's my bad just message me or lmk what i got wrong*

a/n: sorry for the lack of content, I've been busy :( But i want to write a jamie drysdale fic, any thoughts?

anyways, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAV SWEDE:))))

"Have you ever seen so much uh...stuff come out of something so small?" willy said to Auston who listened intently on the other end of the line while a child's shouts can be heard in the background. "Daddy hurry up I want to go to the park...now" said a tiny demanding voice. "Uh I gotta go uh we're going to the park and as for your uh situation there...tons of wipes and prayers good luck" Auston stated before hanging up. William sighed as he noticed a small chunk of something roll out of the baby's diaper causing him to spring into daddy mode "oh shit". After using almost the entire container of wipes he had an epiphany and picked of his phone. Auston answered the phone with a chuckle, "dude just wipe and toss and powder then close" Auston Teased. "Shut up that's not why I'm calling so I just had an idea why don't I meet you guys and we can work together...your better with the tiny ones anyway and I prefer to run around its a win win situation for the both of us" he said waiting for a response. "Be there in ten" Auston replied. "Why did I tell her that I was fine...your mom is an angel sötnos " Willy said planting a gentle kiss on his baby's forehead. Ten minutes later he was sitting on the front porch diaper bag and baby in hand as Auston pulled up in the wives delicate SUV. He chuckled opening the back door to load up the stroller and baby blue designer diaper bag. "Whoa baby goes in the seat dude" Auston said motioning to the baby still strapped to his chest in the carrier with his tiny legs hanging out on each side. "Oh right...thanks" he said then opened the back door to strap his baby in. "Hey little dude" he gushed to Auston Jr sitting in the other seat. "Nice ride" Silly said with a chuckle as he got into the passenger seat. Auston scoffed, "I don't know why she insisted on taking my 67 impala for their spa day this...doesn't even have my presets or any of my music at all" he said with a pout. "No kidding I succeeded in the diaper changing but when I tried feeding him he tossed the entire little cuppy thing of food at me then started licking the rest of it off his little fingers...he would not let me dress him it was like an organized sport trying to dress him up" Willy said as he laughed. "I do not miss those days" Auston laughed then got a punch to the shoulder. "I want ice cream...mama gets me ice cream when we go to the park" Auston Jr shouted from the back seat. "Sure buddy how about later when we're all done playing I wouldn't want the bees chasing you around...cool" he said looking through the rear view mirror at the cutest little pout ever. "I want coco play coco" he said. Auston sighed then turned on the radio to an already loaded disc that began singing nursery rhymes and as Mini Matthews began singing along the baby fell fast asleep. "Awesome" Willy said giving Auston a thumbs up.

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feel free to request anything loves<333

(daddy daycare vibes lol)

i'm gonna try to upload as much as i can!!:)

taglist

@julieluvsme

[homobrainjuice]

it’s getting cooler witch mean it’s almost time to drink hot Mocha!

Just make sure it’s not haunted >:)

mocha cuppy by @mochablogger I turned her into demon hehehe

(demon requests are open)

[lascidarkblueuniverse]

PPG: The Daisypuff Girls! by isrrael120

What's Up Everyone, I accepted a request from AmazingGuy2005 (DeviantArt) who wanted me to draw a his The Daisypuff Girls(Blossy Daisy, Bubbly Daisy and Cuppy Daisy), I Hope You Like It!!!☺️

Notes: -It Was Fun To Do It! -I Accepted Because I Had Free Time! -Links Full: Tumblr, Twitter, Pixiv, Instagram and Deviantart

Blossy Daisy, Bubbly Daisy and Cuppy Daisy - AmazingGuy2005 Art - Me The Powerpuff Girls © Craig McCracken/Cartoon Network

[mochablogger]

Can you draw Bell please?

She looks like this one.

The silly !

[randomeanonjustwatching]

Husband!Cuphead x Spirit Talker! Reader

I was bored, and did this at 12:00 AM in the freakin morning.

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Cups was wondering why you had wandered so much recently.

Was something wrong?

Did HE do something wrong?

So one night he decided to follow you. And saw what you were doing. Talking to Spirits. Dead. People. Animals. Whatever came around you just appeared around you, and then he could see the Spirit. “Y/N?..” Cuphead said gently as you turned around in your sitting position on the ground. “Yes Cuppy?” You reply, patting on the spot next to you. Cuphead sat down. Your smile quickly made his heart melt.

“I- Since when could you talk to ghosts?...” Cuphead had said even quieter, eyes leaving you gaze. “Since I was like 5.” You chuckle.”I don’t use it often, but I’m trying to find a cat who recently died.”

“A Stray?”

“Yup.”

Cuphead stared at you, and you stared at him. “Oh you big dork, don’t take it like I’m gonna take over the world. I’m not.” You kiss his forehead gently, and a deeper red fills his face. “...okay..” Is all Cups replies with as he tries to refocus,

“C’mon, let’s get outta here and go to bed, hm?” You smiled and stood up, giving him your hand.

He grabbed it and stood up. “Yeah let’s go.”

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Hoped you liked it! Sorry it was short, I was tired and bored so...also sorry if it’s bad. Send in requests if you want more stuff like this!

[cuppykin]

hi Cuppy!! so you take request sketch?

Fraid not, BUT! I have commissions at the ready!

[queersrus]

Tarot theme - Ace of Cups

requested by anon!

(nick)names:

ace, acer, acey, aced, acie, as, aas, assa, asso, assos, asa, asz cup, cupp, cuppy, cupper, cupped, cupere pro, primo, prima single, solitary, solitaire, sole, solo, solter, singl, singil, singolo, solteiro, singur, singilte, soltero, sengl, sola, sel first one, odin, odyn, otu lone grail, guda una, un, uno, um, unus, unicu, uhtne, unique, uni, unico, unum hana, hal mona, moja, monóklino eso, es, ess, eins, ett, en, eis, ekab, enkelt, egyetlen, einn, eenzel, enda, enkele tuz jeden, jedno yksi, yeke, yekoyek bat, bakar wahed, wiehed inkel, ib, ingaragu viens, vienas dan nikan

1st p prns: i/me/my/mine/myself

a/ac/ace/aces/aceself cu/cup/cups/cupself on/one/ones/oneself, one/ones si/single/singles/singleself

2nd p prns: you/your/yourself

ace/aces/aceself cu/cups/cupself one/ones/oneself sing/single/singleself

3rd p prns: they/them/theirs/themself

ac/ace/aces/aceself ac/ce, ace/aces on/one/ones/oneself one/ones sing/single/singles/singleself sin/gle, single/singles cu/cup/cups/cupself cu/up, cup/cups ace/cup ace/of/cupself

titles:

the ace, the ace cup, the ace of cups, the one cup, the single cup, the ace of the card suit, the ace of the suit of cards, the ace of tarot

(prn) who aces

[lolita-lollipop]

Sorry I put in this request so late but I was thinking something like when erasermics daughter like they wanted to let her be independent and whatever but they are still very protective over her. so she gets Engaged and is pregnant. So she shows up to their house and all hell breaks from lose there. Because they felt betrayed she didn’t tell them.

YANDERE ERASERMIC X PREGNANT BT READER

It was late at night, to your parents protests of course, in their eyes you were still some little child who went to bed at 8:00 and cuddled with them till 6 in the morning. You had decided to have a “suprise” visit, without your beloved husband/wife of course, this was something you needed to do alone, mainly for their safety. They were both more than happy to visit with you, being that neither of them had spoken to you in almost a war, getting engaged and all was time consuming.

You’d had everything prepared for the big announcement , worn their favorite little pair of pajamas , a soft pink pair that made you look all the more younger, let mic do your hair and read you stories like he used to, even Let Aizawa hand feed you little bites of the favorite food mic had made. All this preparation just so you could drop the news in a way where they wouldn’t be infinitely pissed with you. It was at the dinner table, maybe five minutes into dinner, papa Aizawa just holding you close during it all. Slow conversation had been bubbling up amongst the three of you, a lot of questions about how your liver was treating you, which you always answered with “fine”. It’s not like you’re scared of them, just a little worried, they went overboard all the time. This would be no exception.

“Daddy, papa. Don’t be mad. I’m pregnant” you spoke quickly, and it was like the room froze completely. Mic dropped his fork into his lap, and both his and his husbands jaw dropped immediately. It took a few seconds for them to register this, a few seconds to realize what you just said, and then it hit them. You… their baby… is having a baby?

What?

There was a defeating silence in the room, one that made you so glad that you left your lover at the hotel. The heavy weight wasn’t directed at you really, more from the two men to eachother, regretting ever teaching you what seggsy times were. They knew they shouldn’t hav elect you go out with that man, or go to that college alone! They ruined your innocence, tainted your pure little heart, and that is unnaceptable. Just guttural rage coursed through both of them. Aizawa dropped the fork form his hand, letting it clatter against the plate below. He turned and placed both hands on your shoulders, squeezing lightly.

“Mind repeating that?” He spoke, scanning your face to see the different emotions filtering through. Sure, he was mildly pissed, but he needed to make sure this was… you know? Willing, from what they had taught you doing the dirty for a child was not something enjoyable, there had to be some reason that you did it right? You didn’t seem really upset, just worried. His guess was that you’d known for a while, maybe even a month or two, it made his heart sink how you’d dialed to inform him.

“I am pregnant. I learned a while ago and was scared to tell you because I know you’re gonna be mad and don’t want you guys to overreact and-“ you hurriedly spoke, waving your hands around frantically, tears threatened to spill over the edge of your eyes. Mic stood in his state of shock, just sitting frozen with his mouth set widely , very widely, open. Aizawas hands wandered from your shoulders to your neck, up to cuppi your face.

“Why didn’t you tell us! I did tell you that man was bad luck, that he would infect you! And now look, you’re having his child.did he make you do this? I swear to god if he-“

“No! No, after our wedding we- did things. And I was scared to tell him about it cause it was so early, and you guys were already so reluctant to let me marry him. I just didn’t want to mess things up. It’s been three months.” Mic finally snapped back into reality. It’s been three months since you’ve known, three months that you’ve been alone, without any help. Sure, your husbands mother, inko, was a lovely woman, they Bruh actually liked her, mainly because she was just as fiercely protective over you as they were. But not even she was good enough to help you through this right now. You should’ve told them. They should’ve known sooner.

They never should’ve let you marry that man. Doesn’t matter how much they love his mother, or how much you might love him, it shouldn’t. Have happened.

“You aren’t going back to him.” Mic spoke, you recoiled form his hand as he tried to push the hair out of your face, circling your lip and squinting your eyes. They can’t just keep you from him, that isn’t how this works. You nicked aizawas hands away, standing up and backing away from the two.

“No. You can’t do that to me- he’s the fathe- I love hi-“

“I’ve had enough of this. Why can’t you see he’s manipulating you? You don’t love him, he wants you because you’re sweet and controllable honey! That’s why we wanted to keep you with us, to keep his disgusting hands off of you.” He spoke, harshly enough to actually spark fear in you, the tears that had previously threatened to fall were now streaming out form your eyes, they’d never mentioned this. They hadn’t ever told you any of this, if they really cared that much they would’ve informed you that your fiancé was a jerk. The two paused seeing the tears slowly protrude from your eyes.

“Why are you crying baby? Did papa upset you? He’s just trying to tell you the truth honey, don’t be upset with hi-“

“I thought you would be happy for me! I finally get something of my on taht I can be Happu for and you can’t even show the courtesy to smile- you act liek you’re so concerned but then you don’t even care what I want! It’s not fair!” You yelled, waving your hands about like your papa did whenever he was upset. The tears streamed freely from your eyes at this point, and you were clearly on the verge form simply collapsing. You do hate to say it but they were your parents, you lived them no matter what, it’s just they were so terribly controlling. It was just so infuriating, knowing they could do whatever they wanted and get away with it because you loved them.

It took you little to no time to head out the front door, the two males heading straight after you, your keys jingled in your hand as you hustlers your way to the car you owned, crying all the way. Aizawa took a quick moment to glare at mic for being so blatant, of course you wouldn’t understand it, they’d taught you to just believe what you’re told, so obviously you would go off and trust whomever fiddled with your emotions.

“Don’t leave just yet baby! We weren’t finished, I’m sorry papa got carried away, jsut stau a bit more” mic yelled at you, rushing after you, who was surprisingly faster than he remembered. But he time he’d made it over to you you were already trying to buckle in, he grabbed the piece of fabric before you could though, staring straight at you. His sweet little baby is mad, at him?

“I don’t want to be around either of you, leave me alone” you hisses, yanking the seatbelt back from his grip, and clicking it firmly in. Your heart felt as if it had shattered into hundreds of peices, it was a good try I got you hadn’t thought him with you, they might’ve killed him this time, or worse, completely taken you away.

Mic went to reprimand you for talking back like that, you’d never truly defied them, or told them off, so it hurt a little more than it should’ve. Aizawa stopped him before he could though, being the level headed person he is, no matter how angry he may be, he knows that trying to talk you out of anything right now will just sadden you further. Mic let his own tears free, and he dropped to his knees by the edge of your car, a hand placed on the side of it. You should feel bad, but you don’t.

And so, the two men watched you drive away in that little white car of yours. Aizawa with his mouth pressed into the thinnest line, and mic sobbing completely. Crying while driving wasn’t realy a good idea, but you would do anything to get out of there right now. You’ve never truly been mad at them, well enough to a point that it couldn’t be made up with a hug and some Chocolate. They did nothing but stare in longing as you drive away, they didn’t know what to do, you’re mad, that man has full control Over your life, and they can do nothing about it

…

What do they do now?

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I’m so sorry that this is so late, if you didn’t see I’ve had exams for the past week, and they’ve got me s t r e s s e d

But thanks for the patience, sorry this sucks so bad.

Have a great day!

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You can call me Kenna. I'm 18+, experimenting with he/him pronouns, but will still go by she/they, and aroace. That being said, I'm an adult. I'm not responsible for your experience if you're a minor however, and my sense of humor can be crude, and I make sexual jokes and innuendos, get over it. Cater your own damn experience it's not my fault you see something that makes you uncomfortable, take a moment and back up if you don't like it. I tag stuff for a reason.

Dream occupation is an animal/ecosystem conservationist. I am a huge biology nerd. A progressive Nondenominational Christian (In other words, I'm for the LGBTQ and I don't agree with the bigoted jerks that claim to be Christians, and I instead just try to spread love and care for those around me.) I've got so many races in me, I'm literally a mutt, but I'm mainly Italian.

I'm not all that picky with DNI stuff, literally just be nice. If you stab me in the back, or you hang around those who have stabbed me in the back, I'll block you. Sorry.

If you wanna chat, I'm more than happy to. Please just don't spam me, or message me just because you want me to draw you something.

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