#doesnt get more toddler than that < 3

[bunnyboy-juice]

toddler dinners >>>>

[whispers-of-gallifrey]

I've gotta stop thinking about Turlough's age and timeline bc its driving me insane. Like he was apparently exiled on earth for 8 years, which makes sense in terms of Malkon being an infant when he left. But on his side if he was at the school for the whole exile which it seems like he was, then did he look aged 10/11 when he arrived? That doesn't seem right since he was a soldier on trion but how else did he grow up alongside his classmates?

[erwinsvow]

ive been rereading ur bitchy reader stuffs n pleek do more of the pope cameo.. HER SAYING DICK APPT WHEN RAFE COMPLAINED ABT HER HAVING POPES NUMBER MADE ME GIGGLE OUT LOUD pretty please give us more of them 🤲

i imagine her being pissed off at rafe so she keeps giving him the cold shoulder and when he asks something she’d just go “maybe i should’ve gone to heywards instead he wont treat me like this 🙄” BUT ITS SO FUNNY KNOWING SHE DOESNT LIKE POGUES !!!!

LMFAOOO THIS IS KILLING ME!! one thing about my readers, their secret pogue crush is always gonna be pope <3

one thing you had in common with rafe—despite the glaring differences that were so hard to ignore—was that you both didn't care much for pogues.

that was putting it lightly, rafe despised them and you just didn't like them. but some were more tolerable than others—for example, the maybank boy who seemed to you the equivalent of a toddler with sticky hands versus pope heyward, who used to tutor in math. you don't know why or how they're friends, just that you like pope enough to be friendly, or rather polite, and you definitely don't like maybank enough to even think about him.

rafe didn't like any of them, and you didn't really care. you weren't in the habit of defending pogues, and certainly not when you were constantly trying to remind sarah to stay away from them, even though she never listened.

but seeing how angry rafe seemed to get at the mere mention was enough to give you some ideas. when you had jokingly—although now you remember you hadn't really ever clarified—said that you had pope's number because of dick appointments, rafe had gotten so angry it had resulted in the best sex of your life.

you were curious to know what else you could get out of it. unfortunately, your curiosity didn't last for very long. rafe pissed you off just as much as you pissed him off, and though these thoughts were often in one ear and out the other for you.

like today. you had been waiting for twenty whole minutes at the club for rafe, who had insisted he would be on time even though you knew he would probably run late since he was coming from barry's—all the way across town.

all he had to do was admit it, and you would have come later, but instead he had told you to show up at noon and that he wasn't going to be late.

normally you would show up at half past and just tell him to fuck off, but if he really was on time you would never hear the end of it. so you showed up on time and waited... and waited.

rafe finally shows up about forty minutes later, and you stare at him with your signature look—eyes rolling back, an i-told-you-so expression with arms crossed. you could make it more withering if you wanted, but right now you just wanted to hear rafe admit he was wrong.

"shut the fuck up," he says, taking a seat the table. your half drunken diet coke has left a ring of condensation, and you move the cup towards you, wondering how you'd become the kind of girl that waits forty minutes for a guy to show up.

"first of all, i didn't even say anything. second of all, you shut the fuck up. i'm the one who was forty-fucking-minutes late."

"it took longer-"

"longer than you thought? yeah, i said that. yesteday."

"well m'here now, so just order."

you huff, scanning the menu and not sure exactly what retort to use. instead you settle for shutting up entirely, not speaking to rafe the entire time. the waitress comes and goes, the food comes and goes, and you look up when rafe speaks but don't say anything back.

rafe thinks you'll give it up once lunch is over, but you grew up in a household where an hour of silent treatment is child's play. so the car ride to tannyhill, throughout the movie you put on and when you walk away to make popcorn, you haven't said a word.

while the movie credits roll, you look down at your phone, waiting for your apology and deciding when to leave if you don't get it.

"are you seriously gonna ignore me the entire day?"

you stare at rafe, not answering. this is your withering look.

"fine, princess. your choice," rafe shrugs. "finally got you to shut up for once."

you take a moment for his words to really hit you. like any other girl in the world, that comment from your boyfriend hurts a little. it even stings. you don't like the words in the air and you can even tell it left a bitter taste in rafe's mouth. he looks like he's just realizing he overstepped a little. then, for the first time since you saw rafe that day, you speak.

"you know, it's a good thing i didn't delete heyward's number from my phone. times like this i realize how handy it can be."

"what the fuck is th-"

"i mean, really, rafe. even these pogues you hate so much would treat me better than you do. i should go call him up now-"

"okay, princess i get it-"

"bet he'd probably fuck me better than-"

"okay, enough. jesus, i get it. m'sorry, okay? can you knock it off now?"

"i'm not knocking anything off. and you can go fuck yourself if you can't apologize for a little thing like being late-"

"i'm sorry, okay? now can you stop talking about pope fuckin' heyward?" you huff, finally a little pleased he apologized.

"thank you. was that so hard?"

"oh shut up-"

"you shut up. and don't be late again. or i'll show you fuckin' heyward-"

"enough!"

[cxffecoupx]

omgomgomg just read your soonyoung as a girl dad and it was so cute!!!! but what if it was joshua but twin girls😭 imagine him struggling who is who because they keep on messing with him in their toddler phase, cause that would be so chaotic 😆 plus what if it was jeonghan who gave the twins that idea, i think joshua would lose his mind if he found out.

sorry for the random thought i just needed to get it out😭😭😭😭

I LOVE your random thought shut up-

but but imagine this:

your twin girls are so identical that you're basically the only one who's able to tell them apart. so to make it easier for everyone, you come up w distinguishable features like maybe one pigtail for one and two for the other, or or the colour of their clothes and stuff like that. that's literally how even joshua tells them apart (he thinks he's sneaky, but he's not).

and then one evening, shua asks jeonghan to babysit the girls so that you and him can have a date night and jeonghan accepts because he loves the girls, but only realises later about the fun he can have in pranking josh with the help of the girls. with fun uncle han's ideas and plans, the evil twins 2.0 (han and shua remain the og evil twins) return home and start with the elaborate plan.

no. 1, changing their hairstyle. let's say they exchange the way they tie their hair, so the one who used to wear one pigtail, jiwoo, now has two, and the one with two pigtails, jiwon, now has one.

no. 2, changing their clothes. they decide to exchange their reds and greens. now jiwoo who used to wear red has a green skirt on, and jiwon who loves her green top has a red one on.

no. 3, and the final one. jiwon going when jiwoo is called. they've basically exchanged their names too.

you see, jeonghan was very very elaborate while planning this. but that does not make you not notice the way jiwoo now wears her hair in two pigtails unlike her usual one, or how jiwon runs to her dada when jiwoo is called. you quickly catch onto their tricks and play along with them, because what's wrong with a lil fun?

and then chaos ensues. he's feeding carrots to who he thinks is jiwoo, but it's in fact jiwon who HATES carrots with a burning passion. joshua almost cried at his daughter's tantrum, but doesnt notice the way you and jiwoo laugh behind his back as he runs around to think of a damage control.

or, when he's putting on a frilly skirt on jiwoo who starts screaming because she likes the shorts more than those irritating frilly, weird looking skirt.

i dont think this would last long though, like joshua's bound to fall onto the bed and worry about how he still can't figure out his girls. and while you try to calm him down saying that it's okay, the girls — who he had just put to sleep — climb up the bed and on shua's back and tell him all about the plan they had made with uncle jeonghan and that they were actually just pranking him. he sits up almost instantly and calls all curses in his mind, until the girls mention your part in this lil game and you swear you hear his heart break. needless to say, you've got two mature kids and a pouty adult to take care of now.

joshua turns to seungcheol to babysit the girls after this fiasco.

[littlebabyself]

little!jinx headcannons

she is baby :( just a baby please just shes baby.

i havent watched season 2 of arcane so if i say anything out of character about her thats prolly why, ive only seen season 1 her.

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regresses to a toddler, around 2 to 3 and a half.

very often has meltdowns and tantrums but they decrease the more she trusts the person that cares for her. like if they stick around she starts to freak out less.

panic attacks very often send her into regression, often rendering her unable to say anything other than apologies.

she loves making things and taking small things like pens and toy cars apart.

likes to finger paint

cannot process big feelings while small. she simply doesnt and cant understand.

she loves watching fish, she wishes she could visit an aquarium.

cant handle loud noises

cant go to sleep when small without her star nightlight that she made that projects moving stars around the room.

loves bubbles. bath bubbles, soap bubbles, saliva bubbles, it doesnt matter, theyre like magic to her.

always has her sisters bunny stuffie

has to be the centor of attention, meaning she cant handle play dates.

draws on herself

she hums when the voices get too loud, but usually she doesnt hear them while regressed.

feels bad for her older self when small. she hugs herself for hours, apologizing to herself and tracing scars.

music is always a big comfort, but especially when small.

she tries to prank her stuffies but she always fumbled it. either setting it off herself or forgetting what to do midway.

very bad at coloring but shes loves it anyway.

HAS to have physical reassurance (hand holding, hand on shoulder/back, back rubs, ect.)

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drops this and runs back to my cave

[umahumahumah]

if nikoniko's son was a toddler back in 2013 (1-3 y/o), he would probably be in junior high school right around now, so heres what i imagine he would look like today!

(i blacked out his surname cus idk what nikoniko's surname is. my personal headcanon for why nikoniko's name hasn't been revealed is because he wants to lead a completely private life and doesn't want his human name publicized and attached to the identity of nikoniko)

i think he would have a chuuni-like nerd personality and genuinely believes that he could become a country if he tried hard enough. cause i guess that just runs in the family, i guess?

since his dad worked at dakeonsen after becoming human, i feel like he would've lived there for the first half of his life. there's an elementary school there too, so very convenient for mr. nikoniko! and cus of that he has developed a strange sense of patriotism for dakeonsen, and in turn, the nikoniko republic (some would say that he has more patriotism for nikoniko than he does for japan lol)

i like to think his dad never told him that he was the representation of the nikoniko republic, mainly because he didn't want to entertain his son's pursuit of nationhood considering all the things he went through during it (not aging, getting sick 'cus of the economy).

i also like to think that while he doesnt know who the personification of nikoniko republic was, he sees them as a sort of role-model and someone he aspires to be anyways. :D

[sammygender]

thing is, in canon deans already forced into the role of emotionally supporting and caring for john. you know that journal entry where johns like... dean tried to comfort me which means hes old enough to shoot guns now. if dean was a girl i dont think johns thoughts would jump to the whole intense raise him to be dad's perfect soldier the same. itd be more like Marys dead but at least i have my daughter... shes just like mary fr....... shes so comforting to me...... girls always are said to be more mature than boys and deans definitely an old soul......... itd be like. john going off hunting and leaving his eldest daughter at home to look after his son like a stay-at-home wife <3. john probably doesnt raise girl dean to be a soldier from quite such a young age.

BUT. he still definitely does raise her to be a solider. john respects women (? he thinks he does at least!). women can be just as capable as men, and john's going to raise a strong woman, goddamnit. dean gets these contradictory messages about how she shouldnt be TOO girly, and about how she's cool because she's tomboyish and tough and not some whiny girl, but john also wants her to be a Girl. hes a military man and he still has gender roles ingrained. hes not going to take his 6 year old daughter out to shoot a gun, even though he is going to give her her toddler brother to raise. he is however going to take his 10 year old daughter out to shoot a gun! he wants her to be tough after all. she still has to be a hunter and work to avenge her mother.

its like. i dont know. john is happy he has a Daughter and as a result hes probably less hard on her in the training respect. he like. buys her kiddie nail varnish kits to indulge the fact shes a Girl. hes sweeter with her, at least at first. and kid dean dutifully plays with them a little but also gets the sense that, actually, dad wants a son, and sam's too young to be that yet, so dean tries her best to be both as good as any son of dad's could be AND the reincarnation of her dead mother.

i also think as a result of girl dean, john is harder on sam. sam is probably in some ways more coddled (by dean) and less coddled (by john). john worries about sam becoming too girly (read weak) under dean's influence.... which fucks with dean's head so hard. now sam has to shoulder the entire weight of being His Fathers Son. which is also a weight dean is kind of sort of insanely jealous of. like how in canon johns all like 'i dont think sam has the same killer instinct as dean....' itd be that except combined with classic old-fashioned gender worries. 'sammy hates hunting, and deanie likes it too much. have i gone wrong somewhere?'

[pokemon-ash-aus]

Cuteness!

Cuteness

Timeline: Present

Alternative Universe: Swap Maturity AU

May grinned, chuckling as her new friends gathered closer and closer, tied into it by a certain missing ebony.

The awkward atmosphere was still plenty palpable, but the more they talked and mingled, the more many of them had realized they all had quiet a bit in common.

And yes, May was going to get at Ash for forgetting to mention how many cool people he knew. The dude had the memory of swiss cheese at times, which still baffled all of them on plenty of occassion.

"Anyone got any insight in Ash." Brock tilted his head, the ten year old mullishly picking at his pokedex. "I thought, he was gonna be here sooner."

"Either Indigo held him up, or he got lost." Max grinned, taking the plate offered to him by Bonnie. "You know how they are."

"Just cause we know it, doesnt mean we get it." Came the grumble, Brock glaring at the plate of chicken offered to him.

"Worse comes to worse, we get a Jenny and preform a search party." May waved a hand, feeling her phone vibrate for the briefest of seconds before she flipped it open. "Man- they choose the worse timing, it would have been a great search party too."

"They're here?" Dawn prodded, leaning to look over her shoulder.

It didn't really matter much, as they all felt the smallest tug of a teleportation, ears popping at the subtle change of atmosphere.

Suddenly, they heard the thundering of footsteps, watching Peach burst in with the flamboyance only ten year olds seem to manage.

"HELLO!" She threw her arms up and threw her head back, like a tiny little rockstar in the making. "WE ARE LATE CAUSE OF THE TERRORS!"

May snickered, rolling her eyes as Indigo came running in shortly after, hair askewed and desperately trying to fix it. His face was tickled pink, burning brighter as he glanced at everyone.

"Oh fuck." Indigo breathed out, wincing slightly when Misty shot him a glare. "For the record, here and now, I wanna say we've had a hellish few months, we didn't actively choose to not tell you."

"Gogo, what are you even talking-," And Bonnie's sentence trailed off, the older teen sitting up straight as her mouth dropped open.

And May followed her line of sight, taking in Ash as he sluggishly walked in, eye bags bruised and hair frazzled.

Still, when he caught their eyes, he grinned, face considerably brightening.

"Come on now." He drawled sarcastically, shifting his shoulder slightly. "This isnt the weirdest thing you caught me doing."

And May's eyes traveled down, right into the two kids settled neatly into Ash's arms.

One child, couldn't have been older than two, peered over the swaddled blanket he was in. Big red-brown eyes stared right back at her, a pout settled on his lips. The kid has black hair from what she could tell, contrasting against paler skin.

The other child must have been only a year older. Maybe three? Maybe not. But he was a small bit bigger. Black hair toussled with streaks of pink, big blue eyes glancing at everyone nervously as he tried his hardest to sink into Ash's shirt. Unlike the other one, he had a tanner skin, nearly the same tone as Ash's.

May completely froze, barely registering any sound as her eyes darted from Ash, to the two children in his arms.

"What the fuck," Iris dropped her plate onto the table, blinking slowly as she stepped forward, then back, then forward again.

"Oh yeah-" Ash lifted up baby number 1, the two year old scrunching his face and making an odd movement with his hand. "This is Red, Red Ketchum. He's 2 years old and he can't speak very well, so we've been teaching him sign."

The baby made another movement with his hands, coordinated in a way that May had an inkling she knew less and more than she was supposed to.

"And this-" Ash lifted up baby number 2, the Toddler having a vice grip on ash's shirt, uncaring of the way he dragged Ash's shirt and jacket up. "Is King, King Ketchum. He's 3 years old, but he doesnt like people very much. Just give him a bit of time to get used to everyone."

The silence might have been much more all consuming, if it wasnt for the way that Indigo and Peach both walked to the center table to start serving themselves food, one looking exhausted and the other gleeful.

"Cute kids." Serena mumured out, her eyes still wide as she turned to look at everyone else. "So, where did you even... Did you- did you make them?"

And Ash's demeanor fell, an annoyed look to his face that would have made her flinch is May hadn't known her friend.

"Oh, let me tell you all what happened." He sighed, striding forward with a story on his shoulders and 2 toddlers in his arms.

Oh, May was gonna remember this day forever.

[bbkissme99]

Megumi

fushiguro megumi masterlist

𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑~ inumaki toge // fushiguro megumi ; jujutsu kaisen

guardian when one of the actors at a haunted house attraction gets a little too handsy, megumi doesn’t hesitate to come to your aid.

Seven minutes in heaven/hell

Surprise Surprise!

angry kisses

first 18+ best friend Megumi x reader

best friend!megumi

𝔹𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕖𝕘𝕦𝕞𝕚

❝ 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘢❞: Where Megumi has an existential crisis over his best friend.

classic he doesnt realize he's in love with you until your gravely injured trope.

i am once again thinking of childhood friends to lovers with megumi fushiguro

You had both liked each other for a while anyway so why not try just saying it

Caught

he likes me, he likes me not

— CARRYING YOU : FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

Secret relationship

Megumi's secret girlfriend comes back to Tokyo after a 3 month mission abroad.

hiding your relationship from your loudmouth friends and your energetic teacher is harder than it seems.

truth or dare - fushiguro megumi

Megumi F. ||sensitive/ flustered reader

Puppy Love | Megumi Fushiguro X GNReader

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ — 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : Gojo watches from the sidelines as his son gradually falls in love with you.

nothing but fluff + kisses (lips) + touching foreheads

Megumi Fushiguro Headcanons

sleepy confessions

Sleepover

Injured Fushiguro Megumi Kisses and Confesses to You

he is crushing on a dense reader

happy little accidents

♡ A MELTED HEART

♡ CUTE LOCK SCREENS

Megumi Fushiguro bf hcs!

megumi bf headcanons!! ☄. *. ⋆

random boyfriend headcanons

General bf!Megumi Fushiguro HC

relationship dynamics w/ megumi

♡ PAPER RINGS - FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

♡ MEMORIES OF LIFE - FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

Dad Megumi

him teaching your toddler

more dad megumi

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI || HIS S/O BEING PREGNANT + HIM AS A FATHER

nonsexual acts of intimacy ↬ sharing a bed

Lazy Mornings

comforting megumi after a nightmare

crawling back to you- fushiguro megumi

Megumi’s ears turn pink when he lies

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO | no nut november

megumi finding out his girl watches porna mf them asking to watch together

[12:17 AM] — FUSHIGURO MEGUMI X FEM! READER

one sitting on the counter as the other grabs a spoon + pint of ice cream from the fridge and feeds it to their lover.

✩ ˛˚ . FUSHIGURO MEGUMI — it’s beginning to get colder in the mornings, so now your boyfriend is trying to steal your body heat

morning smut in kitchen

Megumi the type of boyfriend who lets you lay on him all the time

megumi wants to fuck with his dad so he decides to rail you in order to annoy him with your moans.

sexy missionary with megumi

“i’m sorry that i did that to you.”

tattoo! artist megumi x reader

megumi was not shy around his crush — and that’s a fucking lie.

SERIES: Rich bf! Megumi

brother’s best friend!Megumi x reader

Gojo's little sister kissing her childhood crush Megumi for the first time at Shibuya

LOVESTRUCK FOOL gojo younger sister

Yuji and Megumi introducing you to Gojou

Fushiguro Megumi x Reader

megumi finds himself eavesdropping a conversation between the rest of his classmates when he hears his name pop up. 

Reverse curse user f!Reader

cuddling gumi and the dogs. fluffy fluff

summary: “its okay, i couldn't sleep anyways."+ playing with their hair.

literally just more random megumi. cuddly megs.

random boyfriend headcanons i can’t get out my head

I don’t want you to stop.

please come back to bed

touched starved Megumi

12:15 AM - Megumi Fushiguro

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI || EVERY DAY AT EVERY SECOND

the little things with megumi

LOVER'S QUARREL

[lady-charinette]

Convince me to watch Buddy Daddies, if you please?

*sips tea*

I will make a powerpoint presentation if this very biased, very comprehensive list still doesnt convince you.

Reasons to watch Buddy Daddies:

the songs are catchy (listen to SHOCK by Ayase, you'll be dancing in your living room or crawling on the walls)

its a hitmen trying to parent action rom(?)-com with very relatable fresh parent moments, yakuza domestic violence scenes and a short if on the nose critique on Japan's bogus complicated paperwork process while Kazuki and Rei try to enroll Miri into daycare and forging getting all the neccessary documents and forms together

features a motherly, overzealous best friend with past trauma-coded hitman Kazuki, who's more the 'brains' aka strategist of a hitmen duo together with deadpan, possessed-by-a-cat-spiritiually hikikomori who knows his way better around a gun or 100 than he does in a grocery store Rei.

the best assassin ever doesn't know how to cook for shit, his signature dish is french toast

the mothers of the other kids Miri plays with at daycare oggle Rei and Kazuki (understandable since they're two hot single dads ahem)

there's a mom group chat where the chat explodes with messages like "OIL BARON?! I KNEW THEY SMELLED OF OLD MONEY!", "they r hot :D" & rumors about the family situation in general

the jokes/compliments the mom's give to Rei "he's very cool! he has that hitman aura!"

Miri's biological dad gets killed during a deadly altercation with Kazuki and Rei in a shootout, her only other biological relative is her mom, who abandoned Miri in order to pursue a singing career with an abusive boyfriend but is trying to get around & wants Miri back

Kazuki is a deadly housewife

central themes: family relations, blood doesn't mean shit, the horrendous struggles of raising a kid with 0 knowledge of how to raise kids, sacrifice, implied stigma of two men raising a child alone + stigma against single mothers, generational trauma & overcoming trauma as adults, sometimes the only light at the end of the tunnel is your completely platonic co-worker who offers to cut your hair, a warm bath and gets your life together so you don't die alone

Rei has an undercut

Miri is the cutest ball of energy and sass that only a small child possesses

some boy has a crush on Miri but gets the Death StareTM by her two overprotective Papas

the tough, cutthroat life of a kindergartener

the overlapping themes of how important family is & how biological family can have the types of people in your life you absolutely want and have to cut off in order to be healthy, adjusted adult

love being the driving force to overcome obstacles, grief being the love with nowhere to go and the suffocating emptiness being replaced by a mismatched found family of two assassins and an orphan toddler who cook together and win races together

the food looks good

how grief and generational/familial trauma can cripple people in different ways and how traumatized people can heal together and become each-other's strength

alcohol is not the answer kids (oh and killing too)

the concept of motherhood: Ep 3. feat. Kazuki's sexist comment about mothers that are incapable of hating their own children. Misaki (Miri's mom) resents her daughter for destroying her dreams, Kazuki says that raising a kid is supposed to come naturally to a mother. He changes his tune later when he sees how difficult it is raising Miri & how Misaki genuinely tried until she was disappointed and traumatized by her own life & the arrival of an unwanted child.

the concept of fatherhood as introduced by Miri: "A papa is someone who will save you from trouble!". Whereas the fathers through the rest of the cast can be either described as "tormenters", "absent" or "sir"s.

good character building for almost all the characters

Bad Guy Ogino gets killed in a very poetic way, *mwah*

speaking of: creepy assassin Ogino keeps a notebook of people he's killed & what their last words were. Basically the teenage girl journaling experience but for deranged assassins

all in all you'll fall in love with the characters and laugh and cry until you dehydrate yourself

Send me another ask if you end up watching it & tell me what you think! :D

[thegamingcatmom]

Hello c: I was going through the Denali asks in your blog for uh scientific purposes(?) And i came across the ask about MC having already a child so yk how would the sisters be around the kid and all, super sweet I must say I love it. But questions happened in my mind. I know it wasn't probs in 'The sisters' timeline bc MC doesnt have a kid in that story but let's think for a moment that she has. So you have now MC with a child and the Denali sisters as her mates, in the kids eyes like 3 gfs I imagine, so my question is how do you explain that to the kid? like they went from having just 1 mom to have three extra maternal figures (without counting Carmen ofc), wouldn't that be confusing for the kid? Unless they were a baby and yk they grew up already in the fam so to speak so theya re already used to that so they don't question it(?) I think I'm confusing myself by overthinking all this XD Idk if I made myself clear bc words are hard and I wasn't sure on how to put into words mys crambled thoughts, also you'll sure know who this is, I just ask too many questions and get all shy and embarrassed bc im a dork XD Thanks as always for the answer <3

I think I know who this is. 😘

And I absolutely love how deep your asks go. 😩🤌

Right so-

That´s actually something I´ve been thinking about as well lately. Like, even if MC wanted kids, Tanya pretty much took that chance away from her by dragging her into this supernatural world (that she isn´t even fully aware of yet). So there´s probs gonna be a convo about that at SOME point because it´s all about those "bumps". 😉

Anyhow, back to the tame world. 😅

I think it depends on how old the kid is, as you said. Like, if they're toddler age (or younger) when MC joins the Denalis, then they've known nothing else. Not much explaining needed because it's always been Mom, Mama, Ma and Mother.

(Who is who do you think? 😏)

If the kid is old enough to understand what's happening (or at least old enough to realize Mommy is much friendlier with the pretty blonde ladies than with any other "friend"), then I guess it depends on the questions they ask. I'd imagine MC would wait until her kid comes to her, listen to what's on their mind, and go from there. She's not gonna turn it into a huge thing that needs sitting down and explaining in great detail because I think that would confuse the child, actually. Like-

Depending on the kid's age, I think showing is better than using too many words they might not fully grasp yet. So it's more that MC would include The Sisters in daily/family activities like going for a walk in the park, cooking together, going to the beach etc. Maybe steal a kiss or two while she's at it. Y'know, slowly getting her kid used to their presence (and the PDA) and then steadily increase the time they all spend together.

And y'know, I can imagine this would eventually raise questions like "Mommy, why did you and Kitty kiss today?"

(Bonus question: Who's "Kitty"? 😏)

That's when MC will use words to explain it. 👍

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Thanks a lot for your ask! 💋

[wulfums]

5G family thoughts

Gnarly had genuinely horrible parents growing uo. He left at 16 and hasnt spoken to the since. So when Griddle happens (unplanned completely) he decided pretty fast that being a great dad is his new goal.

Since theres 3 of em in the throuple, theyre financially stable enough for Gnarly to quit his job that he hates and be a stay at home dad. I think he Loves it. He loves hanging out with his kids. He has some trouble connecting with Griddle since hes more introverted, but something they love doing together is watching youtube and doing their own ‘rifftrax’ on it once Griddle can talk. Gnarly is sooo encouraging and will laugh at every joke Griddle makes which helps Griddles confidence a lot. So its just something that they do together, even once Griddles an adult.

When Gnasty happens, it becomes obvious shes way more extroverted than Griddle. And she also ends up with Gnarly as her fav dad.

I think Griddle gets really upset when Gnasty first hatches because he feels like hes being ignored and replaced. Gnarly doesnt notice for a while because you know, babys need a lot of attention and Griddle spends a lot of time on his own anyways. But it isnt Just Gnarly paying attention to the new baby, its all three of Griddles dads.

Griddle just refuses to say anything, but Gristle walks in on Griddle crying in his room and is like :( Griddle…come to the living room. Tell us whats wrong.

So Griddle tells them he thinks theyre replacing him with his sister, and that they like her more and that no one ever plays with him anymore :( His dads explain that babys cant do anything for themselves and thats why, but they realize they maybe havrnt been spending enough time with Griddle and should have been checking on him more instead of assuming hes fine and assuming him saying he hates his sister is him being Difficult instead of him being scared of being replaced

So they start making sure Griddle gets time with all his dads. They also make sure to ask him if he wants to come do something, even if they know he wont, because getting a choice means a lot to Griddle. They give him some tasks to hell with the baby so he feels involved. His very important job is to read to his baby sister, which he takes very seriously!! Though this ends up with her only wanting her big brother to read her stories when shes toddler age. Shes like “Gwiddle is better at it, you guys suck at it >:(“ and that makes Griddle feel good and really helps him finally bond with her.

One of the fun Dad Things that Gnarly does is that he asks Gristle and Grim to make up small rules that they dont actually care about, so that when theyre both working (Gristle works at a pub, Grim is an author and the kids understand he needs to be alone in his office during worktime. So like hes technically home but hes at work.) Gnarly can be like “As the coolest dad, you guys dont have to follow those rules. But it has to be a secret, ok?” And it makes the kids think theyre getting away with something w/ their Cool Dad.

The age difference between Griddle and Gnasty is 4 years I think btw. And even once Griddle starts liking his sister, hes like “Ok but I dont want anymore siblings, ok?” To his dads. And Gnarly is like “Dont worry, im taking your other dads to the vet to get them fixed.” And that makes Griddle giggle (So when Gristle goes in for surgery when he elects to get his tubes tied, both Grim and Gnarly are like yeah hes at the vet getting fixed. Its just become a family inside joke.)

Idk I love this family…

[themoonsbride]

She's Mine, You Stay Away From Her .

pairing; Peter Ballard x Fem!Reader

summary; Reader is basically in Elevens spot like in the episodes leading up to 7; The Massacre at Hawkins Lab in season 4

warnings; swearing, descriptions of - Murder, insanity, hatred, being shocked, anxiety, isolation. Peter himself is considered a warning for this fic.

a/n; I've spent forever working on this agh!!! it's been taking up my time of working on other requests </3 but I got the inspiration of this fic based of an edit I saw of Peter to this song! I also just really wanted to write him to a Pierce The Veil song because they're my favorite band :) (HOPING THIS DOESNT FLOP HHJ)

word count; 5.1k

--×♥︎×--

The lingering quietness was always off putting inside of Hawkins Labrotory. It always made you feel uneasy. The fact that you were forced to live and work here everyday for most likely the rest of your life was uneasy.

But there was nothing that could be done, Martin Brenner was a dangerously powerful man who ruled over everybody that was within the walls of his facility.

And it was clear to you that he had not a single silver of an amount for care for the humans inside of his building either. If he did, he wouldn't be scientifically experimenting on children to give them different forms of physiological powers. It was inhuman to do this to undeveloped brains of practically toddlers.

And you having to watch and document it happen every single day was picking away at your sanity piece by piece. What you would do if you could've had the power the children withheld.

You would take matters into your own hands and put an end to all of this insanity that went on, put an end to the man behind the madness.

You weren't sure if you were losing your sanity, or if it was already lost. But you would do anything to break free of this hell, Martin seemed to be Satan himself when someone did something he didn't like, if they even breathed the wrong way, his wrath would come their way and would last for longer than you'd prefer to admit.

But you weren't the only one who seemed to grow this type of hatred for a place like this, no. There was another, And though you'd never been directly told you weren't the only one, you could tell. It was obvious in your eyes.

He seemed to be Brenners favorite, and also his most hated worker, And his name is Peter Ballard. A man with the facial features made of pure beauty like a God.

He isolated from others, as they were uninterested in him and often spat shit at him, infront of him and behind his back and you'd heard it all. Some of the pesky rumors that went around about that gorgeous man seemed so ridiculous a fucking 4th grader could've came up with better.

You were both just looking at eachother, the tension wasn't awkward between the two of you, she was nervous to be standing before you, you towered over her.

She probably would have started to sweat thick bullets if it weren't constantly fucking cold. Which surprisingly didn't constantly get the children sick, maybe them having humanly impossible powers strengthened their immune system to the point they don't get sick anymore.

It wouldn't suprise you if that were true, nothing was surprising anymore unless Brenner left you off with a warning and not 3 hours of you getting shocked to the point your nerves went numb and you felt like you were about to take your last fucking breathe.

"play." Eleven mumbled out and lightly tugged on the hem of your skirt. you raised a brow at her, your face felt blank, and numb, you felt numb inside too.

"play what." your voice was clear and ferm, your remember how your mother used to tell you when you were a teenager that she loved the femininity in your voice, it made you sound more professional.

The image of your mother's face in your head made you feel a certain way, a feeling that had felt lost for a long time, like it was hidden deep and burrowed inside you.

"puzzle." Eleven spoke, bringing you back to the reality you lived in today. the dreadful reality you lived in.

"okay." her small fingers wrapped around your index one, guiding you towards a small table, leaving you next to one of the chairs, you sat down feeling somewhat hesitant. You didn't understand, why now? why would Eleven now be talking to you?

Maybe it was something under the control of Peter, or Brenner, maybe either of them convinced her to talk to you, to get you to like her and use her as a weakness towards you. You didn't trust anyone anymore, the first look you took inside this building, you knew you were fucked.

Eleven sat across from you and placed a tiger children's puzzle onto the table, opening the box carefully. Everything felt off, You'd never spoken to Peter before, but you didn't need too, you already knew he hated this facility as much if not more than you did.

But you did supervise the rainbow room together, You were never a fan of the room, infact you seemed to have a weird sense of hatred for it, the way the room was displayed.

Maybe it was those muted rainbows on the wall and flooring. Or all the toys that surrounded them to make it seem like they were cared for, when in reality it was most likely to keep them distracted from the mortifying reality around them.

The somewhat nice part about that room was the children mostly placed nicely with one another, the youngest would play with wooden building blocks or solve animal puzzles. There were only around 4 of the children that were in their tweens..

It was 002 and his gang, God you fucking hated 002 and his devious little followers. All they did was bother one of the subjects, and specifically one, her name was Eleven.

She never caused trouble, because she was too afraid. She feared everybody, and she was only a little bit older than the youngest ones. She was 8 years old, the younger ones were more around 5-6.

She was especially scared of the workers, but she liked to play around with the puzzles and challenge herself to see if she could solve them, she also seemed to be observant.

She seemed to take interest in you, often you would catch her looking over at you, but you'd never thought anything of it, mainly because you couldn't care enough.

But today was different, because this time instead of the small girl just eagerly staring at you, she ended up walking her walk over towards you. You tried not to show the suprise on your face, you saw Peter watching her as if he were a hawk and she was a meek prey from the corner of your eye.

Her shaved head looked up at your eyes, You assumed she wanted to talk to you, but since she was 8, and no one cared to teach these beings anything else other than how to enhance their powers, they most likely didn't understand how to form full sentences from what you've seen and heard.

You looked around the room carefully without trying to move your head much, you started inspecting the rest of the ominously quiet room. The children were usual to minding their business.

You brought your gaze to the blonde man who kept to himself, and noticed he couldn't seem to keep his own gaze off of you.

'..Weird.'

You looked back over at Eleven and found her struggling to fit a puzzle piece to connect with another, though it was the wrong piece. You carefully took the small cardboard photo from her tiny fingers and placed it in the spot, she just stared at you, like she were embarrassed.

You weren't really sure what you were supposed to do or say now, you sort of just awkwardly smiled, it was too quiet for you to speak, your sanity didn't want you to crack somehow by simply speaking to an 8 year old.

She sort of just awkwardly looked away from you like she felt shy or wanted to speak, but obviously as noted before, she doesn't really understand how. Which is expected.

She instead just went back to figuring out how to member the tiger into a normal photo once more. You observed her movements closely, usually when she would think very critically of her next move she'd place her small index finger onto her chin or lower lip.

Every now and again she had to look up in your direction, as her way of saying "help" or "can't figure it out" and you wordlessly helped her and pieced the correct parts together. She'd finished her puzzle just as Brenner had entered the room.

"Goodmorning Children." And there she was to get quick on her feet and in her spot where she always stood in union with the rest of her "siblings."

You were meant to stand as well and did so, you watched all of them follow out behind Brenner and were fast to break the puzzle and place it back inside its box and onto the shelf where it was kept.

When you turned again, Peter was still stood in that spot next to the door, you knew he was watching you, and as much as it would've put anyone else on edge, it didn't for you. You were constantly being watched by your every move in your life now, so it seemed like nothing new.

--×♥︎×--

It was now your break, taking your time into the breakroom, it was like any other room. Only with a fridge and a counter top inside of it with a coffee machine. The coffee was rancid, tasted horrid.

The taste of the dirt water reminded you of when your father forced you into summer camp, when he first told you he had signed you up, you were extremely pissed.

"I'm am not going daddy! I do not want to go to summer camp! I'd rather be home!"

You would whine and complain to him, but there was nothing to be done, he already signed the paperwork and handed over the cash.

And when you had gone, it was more fun than you had expected. You went inside of a swamp and a creek, and went fishing, did tie die and collected rocks and small insects. You'd even found a snapping turtle once.

Remembering the times of your early teenage years and how you'd been happy made you feel a sense of grief, and also anger. With yourself and the world around you.

You pushed through the double doors of the breakroom, grabbing water from the half broken refrigerator and sat down by yourself, alone.

You were always alone, even when there were others around you, you were alone. No one seemed to take interest in you, not like you'd wanted them to anymore at this point.

Even if you could see through that perfectly physical man with those deep blue eyes, you were still alone. you always were since birth. Barely ever had many friends, always the targeted girl when it came to kids who had troubles in their own lives and had the shit audacity to take it out on you.

What you would've given to get your revenge on those little fucks at the time you were dealing with them.

What you would give to get your revenge on Brenner and all the shit he's dumped onto you and the rest of the people who were imprisoned here.

Your train of thought about you getting your pay back was interrupted by the sound of the doors opening again. You didn't want to make it noticeable that you were checking who was entering, But you weren't too shocked to see it was Peter.

You stared at the bottle of water that was held in your hands, small beads of sweat forming on the plastic and making your hands moist.

The sound of coffee pouring from the dispenser of the machine filled the room, no matter how similar you could tell you were to others, you never understood the trouble they would put themselves through of drinking the mud water that was labeled as "coffee" in this building.

what's something that was a shock to you about the man was that he'd sat across from you, he never interacted with you before and now he's suddenly across from you, you could feel him staring again.

It was like Lazer beams burning through metal. You'd felt that same feeling with Brenner multiple times before, it was an anxiety inducing feeling.

It reminded you of how he'd lecture and yell at you for the littlest of actions, like giving one of the children candy or something else that doesn't even matter.

And then when you would refuse to look at him because you didn't want to see that familiar cold glare that would send shrieks of fear throughout your entire being he'd send you to the punishment room.

Your skin began to form goosebumps at the memory of your entire body going numb and not being able to feel anything and your throat constantly hoarse and sore from that fucking collar he'd put on you like you were some dog.

Your skin felt itself getting warmer like your blood was boiling with rage from all your mistreatment and how you could do absolutely nothing about what you've gone through.

You shook your thoughts away, not wanting to physically remember what it felt like to wear that collar or feel those metal rods connect with your skin.

"Eleven seemed to take an interest in you today." His voice broke the imagery of your memories and your eyes automatically looked into his, they weren't cold like Brenners, they were light, and reminded you of clear skies during the summer that you used to take in while you'd make castles at the beach when you were a child, or would learn to ride your bike as your mother helped guide you in the spring, how you'd ride around your neighborhood as a teenager and would embrace the warm air and beautiful sky.

"Yeah, I suppose she did." Your voice was flat, but it wasn't cold, or mean, but it also didn't sound normal, but what would he know anyway? he's never even spoken to you before.

"She usually doesn't do that with the orderly." He clearly wanted to talk to you about something and it wasn't Eleven, but you weren't sure if you should just go along with it, or tell him to get on with the point already.

"She usually isn't like that with anyone." you remarked, there was a slight snark in your tone, you didn't really want to come off as snarky, but who wouldn't after all the shit that goes on in this place?

"So I've noticed" He didn't sound mad, and he still hadn't taken his eyes off you the entire time, it was a little uncomfortable how good he was at holding eye contact, but maybe that's what the point of making it so strong, was to make the other uncomfortable.

Or maybe it could've been unintentional, it was clear why it was one of the reasons your coworkers commented it on it and called him 'weird' or 'creepy.'

It didn't make you as uncomfortable as it would've others, it was normal to feel that way in Hawkins Labrotory. But when it was Peter who was making this strong of eye contact, it didn't seem that uncomfortable anymore. His eyes were so angelic and his hair seemed perfect in the horrible light, almost like there was a halo around his head.

It felt almost like you were losing yourself in him, like the way you'd lose yourself in the pages of a book, or a masterpiece of a drawing that someone would spend day and night on.

Maybe because in your eyes, he was like a masterpiece drawing, he was beautiful.

The both of you were just glaring at eachother now. It wasn't awkward, it only would've been if you told yourself it was. You learned a long time ago about how it worked that way, your mother had told you.

"That was so awkward.." You spoke quietly, walking out of the doctors office with your mother.

"It was only awkward because you had told yourself it was." She replied, walking to the car that your father was waiting in.

"What do you mean?" You looked up at her as she suddenly stopped in her movements and looked down at your 13 year old self.

"It was only awkward, because you told yourself the tension and the interaction was awkward." You were still confused.

"If you don't tell yourself when something is awkward, you won't feel so anxious or uncomfortable anymore." And then she continued back in her tracks.

you were only 13, so you still didn't understand what the hell she was talking about, and even now you didn't really understand. She'd worded it in a way were it sounded like she thought awkwardness was just an illusion of the human mind.

Sometimes your mother would be very smart with her words or explanations, and others it seemed like she just didn't care enough to hear you talk about how you felt, or she just wasn't sure how to explain something to you.

It was now that you realized that you still didn't respond, assuming that's what he was waiting for, there weren't any words that were forming out of your throat, and lunch was about to end anyways so you just stood to your feet.

"Lunch is about to end, maybe I'll see you tomorrow." You spoke quickly before exiting, he was watching you the entire time, of course.

--×♥︎×--

It was now Training of the next day, the children were lined up against the wall whilst they waited for their turn to use their powers on a ring a bulbs that was implanted in the floor infront of a metal chair.

It was currently 002's turn to attempt to light the glass bulbs, You walked up and placed the headset onto his buzzed scalp.

You felt your skin grow warm with how close in contact you were with him as a visous anger grew deeper in you for him. And for a split second, you were thinking of what it would've looked like if you killed him right then infront of everyone.

When you finished placing the wiring on his head you quickly walked away back in your spot at the corner of the room, clamping your hands behind yourself as usual.

You glanced over at Peter, and he was quick to look back over at you, but it wasn't like he darted his head over at you, it was slow and calm. Maybe that's what was off-putting about him that people didn't seem to like.

It was sort of assuring to see him be slow and calm, almost like he was tired, or maybe just burnt out, whether it was mentally or physically you didn't know, but it was sticking out to you.

He was good at masking how tense he was and how much he hated everyone here, as were you. Maybe he could see through you too and that's why he had spoken to you yesterday.

He seemed to take a liking in Eleven though, he was sitting next to her and talking to her a few days before she'd spoken to you, which is why you were curious as to whether if it were his doing or not.

Brenner had forced Eleven to go next by brainwashing her with a piece of fucking candy. A piece of candy she clearly could've cares less for, she was so obviously scared and uncomfortable. Her powers weren't as strong as the rest of her siblings.

Peter had went up and placed a headset on her stubble hair, unnecessarily fixing the front of her headset. He'd whispered something to her, why would he have done so right infront of everyone in the room? infront of Brenner? He was practically asking for the punishment room, but why would you care? it wasn't you who would be tortured later on.

It was her who had you do that stupid puzzle with her, you weren't the one who came up to her asking to solve a puzzle, she just up and decided randomly to ask you to solve one with her. after almost 2 weeks of her just eye-balling you.

--×♥︎×--

It was now a week later, and todays training was different from anything else they've done before, Peter's been interacting with Eleven more, and it's quite strange.

Regardless of all the rumors of how strange he is, this was one of things you did find weird, why has he started randomly started interacting with her? What was he telling her?

Brenner proceeded to draw 2 circles with white chalk onto the lominum floor as he spoke.

"For today's lesson, we are going to play a game." His voice was mutated to sound kind with a plastic smile on his face. It was a relief that these children didn't understand how powerful and cruel he truly was, but it was also so fucked in the head that he would do this to any of them and act like some big teddy bear and like this was okay.

It wasn't, obviously. But it just pissed you off so much, and it only made things worse when you'd remind yourself there was nothing you could do about it. It started to feel like every passing day it felt more and more like you were living in an insane asylum.

You used to think about escaping from time to time, but now you full on fucking fantazied it. you truly were starting to go insane, who wouldn't though.

002 was beating all of his opponents, and then it was Elevens turn, and when Peter finished tying on her blindfold, he wasn't very quiet to whisper "Good Luck" in her ear.

This started to seem tedious to you, what the fuck is he telling her? what if he's attempting to brainwash her just like Brenner? Though you told yourself multiple times you could've given less of a shit about these kids, there was a part of you that felt protective over Eleven.

Almost maybe like a motherly kind of protection? Though it wouldn't matter, there's nothing you can protect her from because both of you live in danger. She just isn't aware of it.

To your suprise, Eleven beat 2, she had slammed his body against the mirror behind him, leaving it cracked, he was shaking and looked at her with fear But he'd get his revenge soon, and you were sure of it, whether or not he'd be successful in getting away with it was yet a mystery. Because he's gotten away with it before, you've seen it yourself.

You could still remember it like it were yesterday, when you had to monitor the cameras.

"You're weak, and useless. You don't deserve to have the place as papa's favorite.." His voice was hushed and filled with rage.

"I-im sorry.." Eleven was so young at the time, her lip was trembling and tears were forming in her waterline.

"I'm gonna hurt you, for having what I dont.."

"please d-don-" But before she could even beg him further to spare her, she was already being pushed around the room, into tables and on the floor.

And then they left her there, crying.

Why they were all in there? was never answered, but she shouldn't have been in there by herself with 002 in the same building as her.

But the small amount of guilt you felt for her on that day still lingers. 002 stumbled to his feet and sat with the other children.

"It looks like we have a new winner." Brenner spoke, Eleven seemed shocked and nervous at the same time, but at this point it seemed like nervous was just a normal feeling and vibe to get from her.

--×♥︎×--

You were back inside the breakroom now. Holding a bottle of water you most likely weren't going to drink. And Peter entered the room too, but this time was different.

"Miss L/n, may I speak to you, alone?" His tone sounded pleadful and curious.

"We are alone." You answered firmly, but he didn't respond he just continued to stare at you, and then that's when you glared at the camera in the corner of the room and sighed to yourself.

Standing to your feet and walking over to him, you didn't trust him or his motives regardless of seeing his feelings. it was how everyone felt about this place.

He took you inside of a small broom closet that seemed like it was never entered anymore, he closed the door behind himself and you just stood there.

He faced you and smiled lightly at you, but you were careful go examine him.

Your grandmother always told you to keep your head up and seem serious, men would take you seriously, especially if you'd show you didn't have a care for them.

And throughout your life, it mostly worked, but Peter was already here when you came here 2 years ago, so he probably would be smarter than that.

"How would you like to escape with Eleven and i?" His tone was excited but quiet.

"What?" You were in pure shock and weren't even sure if you heard him correctly, but you did your best to keep a straight face.

"I've been speaking with Eleven"

"I've noticed that." You kept your voice ferm and serious, you didn't want to agree with him, maybe if you kept this conversation with him, you'd be able to seek through his true intentions.

"And I've told her about how she deserves to escape this horrible place."

"Are you fucking insane?" You blurted out, you didn't mean too, it was just the first thing that came to mind.

Was he fucking insane? what the hell was he doing tell an 8 year old to escape the place she's lived in and only knows as good? what else has he told her?

He completely disregarded the question, which was appreciated on your end.

"I've got a plan set out for her and I, and I know you hate it here, Y/n."

"You don't know shit." So maybe he could see through you too, but this couldve still be a trap regardless, a trap to get you into trouble or become his little minion and do whatever he wants you too.

"Don't I? I've seen the way you've glared at Brenner and 002."

"You look at them the same way, It's not just them either, don't think I didn't know you couldn't keep your eyes off me either Ballard." You felt someone outraged that he would just randomly propose this to you, he didn't even know you. Maybe he didn't have too, though.

"The same goes for you, are you going to join us, or no." His voice sounded serious now, and after a few moments of just staring at him, you could sense this man was infact serious.

"..When is this happening exactly?"

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" You looked at him like he had actually lost his mind, and maybe he did, but whats so wrong with that?

It's not like you had your sanity in tact with you anymore either, so if he's crazy then you can be crazy together surely.

"Are you joining us, yes. or no?"

"..Yes."

Part of you was mentally cursing yourself out for agreeing, you still didn't trust him, fuck no. But at least you just got a free get out of jail ticket so.

--×♥︎×--

You felt anxious in the rainbow room, Peter was nowhere to be seen all day, and you felt hazy, your vision felt blurry and eyes sore, but from crying.

Your breathing was shaking and so where your hands, you hadn't gotten anxiety since your freshmen year of collage.

You remembered the uncontrollable fear that was tensing throughout your veins, you used to get that same feeling when Brenner would have his gaurds shock you until he felt as though you'd had enough.

When you were barely breathing and laying on the floor like an injured kitten inside of a box that no one cared for.

Eleven was at a coloring station, she checked the clock and then stood to her feet, making her way towards an orderly and leaving with him.

You soon exited the room aswell, going down into the basement where Peter had instructed you to meet him.

'I'm going to be free, I'm going to be free. I want to get revenge, I want my revenge. I want Brenner to feel the pain he caused me.' Your mind raced as you walked down those steps and soon saw Peter waiting for you.

'I want him dead.'

"Hey." You spoke, walking up to him

"Hello, Eleven will be here soon." You didn't respond after that, instead just leaned against the wall next to him, picking at your fingers.

Soon Elevens small body was heading down the stairs, you stood up straight as she looked for the both of you, bumping into Peter.

"Shh, follow me." And then the both of you were following after him as he took the both of you over to a small drain, atleast, that's what it had looked like anyways.

He was able to convince the small girl to escape through the pipes, explaining how they worked.

"They lead out into the woods, when you get out of here you need to run, do you understand me?" She seemed extremely scared and shook her head no.

"What about you.. and Miss L/n?" Her voice was shakey, like she didn't want to leave him, gosh what kind of things did they have going on? what was he telling her before?

"Well be following you shortly after you escape, I promise. we promise."

Eleven looked over at you to confirm his promise, and you simply nodded your head, and she was quick to squeeze herself into that tunnel.

The both of you rose to your normal height, and he smiled at you.

"How are we getting out of here now?" You asked him. there was boredom in your voice, but that was just natural now, when in reality your anxiety was bolting throughout you.

"I'll show you, it'll be fun." He smirked and grabbed your hand, running out of the basement with you, and once you two exited, the alarms were already blarring, they must've discovered that Eleven was gone by now.

Everything was happening so quickly your brain didn't have much time to process what was going on, but the next thing you knew, Peter was slaughtering everyone in sight.

There was blood splattered all over the walls and floors, this answered your question.

"Are you fucking insane?"

Yes. this is his way of saying yes, Part of you felt absolutely terrified of him and wanted to run away, but there was another, stronger half of you that felt raged and viewed this as the both of you getting your revenge.

You didn't freak out, or runaway, or feel scared of him, because he let you do the honors of killing 002, and you made sure it was agonizingly slow and painful.

And then off you two went, escaping, running as fast as possible, feeling relief, and free. Feeling a smile that was stretched on your lips as you ran, feeling the wind all around your bodies and fresh air in your nostrils.

You were finally free at last.

[starfxkrinc]

Sooo about kie maybank-carrera, idk if you’ve talked about this buuut, how was that year when jj and her live together as kids??

ive alluded to it but it was….complicated. jj was 3-4 and she was 1-2 so he remembers more than she does bc honestly it was quite traumatising. this was before her mom got clean so they were both strung out and would go on benders so jj is a toddler taking care of an infant. he was making her bottles before he could read and thats a lot he was still a baby too.

but that kinda solidified in his head that nobodys gonna take care of kie but him. and when her mom got her shit together and put some distance between her and jj it made him resentful! bc kies mom used to take care of him too then she just left :/. he holds that over her moms head bc like i said kie doesnt remember but he does. and a lot of shit would get thrown out of wack if he talked about it

[littlekoifishes]

Headcanons for mr.puzzles!!

■ Mr puzzles regresses around 3-5 years old.

■ He loves to color and draw, and finger paint when he gets permission to.

■ He's a giggly toddler and often shows his caregivers his tv show ideas and his cool new plays he makes.

■ Going by he/they!

■ He has 2 caregivers to take care of him, pretty much replacement for his inactive parents.

■ He's a fussy toddler sometimes and over hit his own screen out of annoyance, and pulls often at his antennas when not able to talk

■ He's gotten easily attached to his caregivers and often doesnt leave their side feeling safe and loved around them.

■ He does impurity regress at times during mental breakdowns and when he injured often crying and coughing up a storm. Needing somebody to help slipping to fast to catch himself.

■ He uses pull ups, you couldn't put him in a diaper. He'd rather die. And hates rattles often finding them annoying.

■ He doesn't use pacifier often using a teether instead and had a stuffed bunny named Ms carrot. A light brown rabbit with crinkly ears that he snuggles with when small.

■ He doesn't baby regress often and doesn't like to admit that he is an regressor and often represses himself until he breaks.

■ He loves his footed pajamas and often wears big hoodies not feeling so great about his body.

■ He's easily sleepy and often falls asleep in his carers arms whenever he's to tired, as if he didn't just say 3 minutes ago he wasn't tired and didn't need a nap

■ He loves playing pretends with his TV shows, often self inserting himself into his favorite TV shows and getting lost in his shows.

■ Only talking in short phrases and mostly whining for what he wants if he isn't throwing a tantrum.

■ he's not a brat, he has had no parental figures to guide him so he's lost, and big feelings like sadness and anger etc hit him way more than most people. Often getting told he's dramatic by people when he doesn't know how to control emotions when small.

■ He can share not with baby regressors afraid they would hurt his toys and feelihg protective over them.

■ Can't dress himself often needing help to dress himself and hates bathes often needing heavy convincing to bathe. (His head is a tv so he's scared but his body is still in Canon human so he does stink lol)

Often his caregivers bath him when he's tired or just slowly work him into bathing and wipe his tears.

[phightingconfessions]

ok im just gonna. get this out. idk if this blog is dead or not but i just need to get this out anonymously somewhere

i HATE how basically the entire phighting fandom infantilizes biograft. any mention of a biograft ship or anything related to biograft going through more mature things “oh b b b but hes 3 hes a baby :((“ THEYRE A PHUCKING ROBOT. THEY ARE A MASS PRODUCED MURDER MACHINE, NOT A TODDLER. IVE SEEN PEOPLE EXPLICITLY STATING THAT THEY WANT TO DO WORSE THINGS TO LIKE OTHER ROBOTS THAT ARE PROBABLY YOUNGER THAN A BIOGRAFT, YOU COULD BE TALKING ABOUT LOTS OF OTHER THINGS WITH OTHER ROBOTS BUT THE SECOND BIOGRAFT IS BROUGHT UP IN THE CONVERSATION? OOHHH NO NO SUDDENLY ITS A PROBLEM, SUDDENLY ITS WEIRD BECAUSE “bIoGrAfT iS cAnOnIcAlLy ThReE yEaRs OlD tHo”

shut up. im TIRED of you guys treating biograft like its a CHILD. IT DOESNT ACT LIKE A CHILD, IT DOESNT LOOK LIKE A CHILD, IT ISNT A LIVE ORGANIC THING, SO STOP TREATING IT LIKE ONE. ROBOTS DONT HAVE AGE. they may have started PRODUCTION 3 years ago, but that doesnt mean theyre a child.

thank you.

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