#fill my empty heart

[kissorkill16]

Fill My Empty Heart Masterlist

Summary: After Mya's death, Aaron committed suicide. Mr. Peterson, desperately to have a family again, takes in the depressed and heartbroken child across the street, Nicky Roth.

Credit to @abrilk and inspired by @retro-radio

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/762863240646639616/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 11 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/763082850045181952/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 12 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/763282805842231296/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 13 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/763461093931843534/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 14 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/763554583598514176/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 15 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/763729269728952320/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 16 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/764283381708095488/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 17 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/766090324725661696/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 18 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/766730175156273152/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Chapter 19 - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/766819752929804288/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

Epilogue - https://www.tumblr.com/kissorkill16/766867727305527352/fill-my-empty-heart-a-hello-neighbor-fanfic

[saltoru]

being a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent rarely ends well. sorcerers who have to fight for their lives everyday barely have any time and energy even for themselves. adding babies to the picture is hard to imagine.

but gojo was determined to balance his work and personal life when you entered his life, which is why he has a baby girl strapped to his chest as he holds up his hand and crosses his fingers, already to send a special grade curse into his domain.

"daddy~" his baby babbles, cheek squished against his purple uniform.

"yes, baby?" gojo smiles down at his baby and gently sweeps her hair out of her eyes. he pays little to no attention to the curse, who had already spread out their domain and is currently sending wave after wave of attacks, all of which gojo repels with a touch. "this is domain expansion," he gently explains to her, smirking at the curse who is obviously offended that he wasn't taking them seriously. "in a second, you're gonna see daddy's domain."

his baby blinks and shuffles around in the strap, whining a bit as she tries to get comfortable. for all she knows, it's too dark and hot and she misses mommy's smell.

before she knows it, the space around her begins to look like the night sky, and she can't see the curse anymore.

"this is my domain," her daddy says, but she misses seeing the sun. why is it nighttime all of the sudden?

"nooo" she whines as she kicks around. where's the ice cream he promised her earlier? and where is mommy? she doesn't want to go to sleep yet!

"not easily impressed, hm?" he laughs, protectively holding his baby's head against his chest as he closes up his domain after finishing off the curse.

"let's go get ice cream, yeah?" he ruffles her hair and holds up her hands, dancing them up in the air with a huge grin. the sunlight hits her face again and a smile quickly reappears. "you did so good today. did you learn a lot about jujutsu fights today? did'ja enjoy our little adventure together?"

"ice cweam" she smiles, doing a few happy kicks. and that's how the tradition of getting ice cream after missions started for the daddy-daughter pair.

[funsize-cenobites]

I just find it so interesting how over and over and over again Oda shows us how food and the act of preparing and sharing it with others, the act of feeding another, acts as a representation of love and care and good will

Then chose to show us that Mihawk not only fed Zoro and Perona on Kuraigana but made that food with his own hands, hell, it shows us how he grew that food with his own hands.

And people still insist he doesn't care at all past Zoro's potential. Ok.

I just mean.. Oda could've not shown us that. He could've just shown us harshness. Cruelty. Even just pure indifference past Mihawk's teaching. He could've shown us the highlights of Zoro's training and hijinks between Zoro and Perona and absolutely nothing else. But he didn't. He put that in.

And I think it fits. Mihawk is a man of few words, even fewer words he actually means at face value- preferring to keep his heart cards close to his chest while using words and rudeness and apathy to push others away; gathering information rather than allowing others to gain much understanding of him. But hes also a man who once he decides to do something, he does it. To the letter. In the words of Charles Winchester III: He does one thing, he does it well, then he moves on.

He decided to care about for them.

He did it to the best of his ability.

Then he let them go.

Except... I don't think he's finding that last part as easy to do as he once might have. (*Stares pointedly at how achingly lonesome and soft?? the framing of his Cross Guild invitation scene was*)

[taub-truther]

when i say i need a dilf, this is who i mean

I'm just saying. If your dilf isn't exhausted and harried, juggling his offspring as if his life depends on it, feeling uneasy about whether he's their real father or not, and having an existential crisis about his inability to relate to literal infants on a conversational level despite the fact that he loves them more than anything he has ever known... is he even a proper dilf?

[dent-de-leon]

Do not think I'll get over the fact that Molly encourages the idea that he's always had a string of lovers, lets people believe he goes off with someone new or visits brothels every night, and the whole thing is just...just because he doesn't want anyone to find out he's got this bleeding heart.

That his "choir practice" is him risking his life to save some strangers he's never met. That he's this compassionate, fiercely loyal protector who believes, "The truth is...How do I put this...the world is harsh and cruel, and I don't seem to be able to just walk on by."

That he has this reputation for being a shameless flirt with countless partners, and just...as far as we know, he only ever had one relationship. And after she died, he carried her cards and wore her coat every day, kept her close to his heart and never said a word about it. Not until he admits to Yasha that he's lonely, that he wishes he still had someone. The way Molly is grieving and mourning a partner just like Yasha, and no one ever knew.

The way Lucien couldn't believe that Jester found him "dreamy," the way people only ever saw him as a demon and monster for so long. Waking up as Kingsley and still looking for the love he lost. Still falling for Caleb. Tealeaf keeping so much close to the chest, afraid to let himself be too vulnerable. Only ever trusting his heart with a few. Wanting so badly to be good, to be loved, to be whole. Worshipping the goddess of love herself. Writing down, "Love. It binds us. It frees us. What more needs be said?"

[beheamothscreamoth]

Bonus episode #1 for Screenshots of Despair ( @screenshotsofdespair ) featuring Sen and Elyon! (I really am just going off of pure vibes and theories [both personal and from other fans] on this one, we don't know much about them 🧍):

Sen's section:

Elyon's Section:

And as of right now, for both of them:

[boyblundering]

happy birthday victor, forever my #1 main 🫶🫶 no survivor could ever replace you and wick in my heart

no regrets from maining you for the last 3 years of my life, your dumb dog has saved my life so many times

[victor art comparison 2020 vs 2023 under cut]

[lost-in-reveriie]

if anyone shared with me the saddest b99 edits you could find, I would be forever in your debt

guess who just finished it.....

[kissorkill16]

Fill My Empty Heart: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: After Mya's death, Aaron committed suicide. Mr. Peterson, desperate to have a family again, kidnaps the depressed and heartbroken child across the street, Nicky Roth.

Chapter 13

Trinity, Enzo, Ivan, and Maritza continued to watch Mr. Peterson from afar.

However, Mr. Peterson didn't really do anything too suspicious. He just went out, came back home with supplies or groceries and that was it.

Other days, he didn't even set foot outside of his house.

"He hasn't shown any signs of murdering Nicky yet, I guess that's good.", said Ivan. "But how're we supposed to save Nicky if he doesn't even leave the house? Or if he leaves the house and comes back in just minutes?"

Trinity tapped her chin as she thought, then she got an idea.

"Nicky barely ever had a full night of sleep ever since Aaron died. So what we do is we wait for Mr. Peterson to fall asleep, then we sneak through Aaron's window to Nicky, and then we all escape together.", said Trinity. "Does that sound good? Everyone in on that?"

Enzo shrugged and looked at his feet, "I don't know, Trin.", he said. "What if we fall asleep or get caught?"

That's when Maritza took off the backpack that hung on her back, and inside was full of energy drinks. "I came prepared.", she said. "We'll be up all night."

Ivan snagged a drink from the backpack and flicked it open, "We're gonna live forever with these!", he screamed.

Enzo and Trinity rolled their eyes, but they grabbed a few energy drinks from Maritza's backpack and drunk them themselves.

Later that night, when the kids were sure that all of their parents were fast asleep, they snuck out and ran all the way straight to Mr. Peterson's house.

All of the lights were off, so that must mean everyone was asleep.

They slowly tip toed to the backyard, and they immediately recognized Aaron's bedroom window. It had a few scratches on it from being jacked open with a kitchen knife.

"Give me a boost.", Maritza said to her brother, holding her foot up. Enzo put his hands together and took her foot in them, trying to keep himself still as Maritza climbed on his shoulders.

Trinity picked Ivan up and was about to help him reach the window too, but then a bright, white light flashed on, and both Ivan and Maritza fell to the ground.

The kids squinted their eyes and tried to look in the direction of where the light was coming from, and their hearts nearly stopped beating when they saw who it was.

Mr. Peterson.

They thought he was asleep.

All of the lights were off, so he had to be!

Everyone stilled in fear, not daring to move as Mr. Peterson looked at them with wide eyes.

They didn't know what he was going to do next. Yell, call their parents, report them to the police for trespassing?

But instead, he just looked at the children worriedly. Not like last time, where he just yelled at them and scared them off his lawn.

"Children?", he said, "What are you doing here? It's late, and your parents must be wondering where you are."

Enzo was the first to speak up, "Oh it's alright, Mr. Peterson. We all just told our parents we were having a sleepover in Ivan's treehouse. We got bored, so we decided to just...go for a walk..."

Mr. Peterson didn't look too convinced, "At 10:56 at night?"

Enzo shrugged.

Maritza was on her feet, getting ready to run. "Well, it was nice seeing you, Mr. Peterson. But you're right, it's late, we should get home."

Mr. Peterson held up a hand to stop her, "What were you all specifically doing in my backyard?"

When no one could come up with a lie, they all saw it as pointless.

"We're looking for Nicky.", said Ivan. The man just looked at Ivan like he just grew a tail.

"Looking for Nicky?", he repeated. "But children, Nicky is gone. He's not going to be anywhere at my house."

Trinity stomped at Mr. Peterson, yelling at him. "YES HE IS! YOU HAVE HIM, WE KNOW YOU DO!", she said. But Mr. Peterson just stood his ground, totally unfazed. He bent down to meet Trinity's level, taking her chin in her fingers.

"Now now, dear. I see you're all upset, I know it's hard to go through grieving, but I promise it will all be okay.", he said. His hand traveled down to Trinity's shoulder, and now he was guiding her to the back door to the kitchen. "Why don't you kids come inside for some tea and cookies?"

"Oh, I don't know, sir.", said Enzo, "Like you said, it's very late. We should be at home right now, so we're just gonna -"

Mr. Peterson put his hand up and waved the rest of the children forward. "I insist, children.", he said.

But there was something unsettling about the way he said it. His voice was so deep, and he sounded almost too serious, like he wanted them to come in.

They guessed he did, otherwise, he wouldn't be offering them refreshments.

So they all hesitantly walked inside Mr. Peterson's house, trying to shake away the uneasy feelings in their stomachs, and trying not to panic as they heard Mr. Peterson lock the door behind them.

"You children just sit at the table and I'll make you something to eat.", he said, walking over to the refrigerator and pulling out a large tube of cookie dough.

Meanwhile, the children were all silently glancing at each other. They were scared that Mr. Peterson might hear them, so they just talked with their eyes.

"What do we do now?", asked Ivan, "Do we just sneak away while he makes us snacks?"

Enzo looked behind him, and his eyes widened when he saw Mr. Peterson staring at him and the others as he began to boil some water in a kettle.

"I don't know, Ivan.", he said to his friend.

"Well we gotta do something.", said Maritza. "Nicky is depending on us."

As they all talked with their eyes, Trinity tried to think of a plan to sneak away while Mr. Peterson was busy with the snacks.

An hour and a half later, Mr. Peterson took out a fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies and sat them down on a large plate. Then he took the kettle of boiling water off the stove and poured them into two tea cups.

The children waited until he was completely done with the snacks, and they were all greeted with a plate filled with cookies, and four cups of tea. Mr. Peterson stood behind Trinity, smiling warmly.

"Now what was all of this about me having Nicky?", he asked. Trinity turned to face the man, "You have him somewhere in this house, don't lie to us. We were literally about to run away from you with him before he got caught in one of your dumb bear traps."

Mr. Peterson sighed, "Trinity, dear, I promise you that you were all just imagining things.", he said. "I don't have Nicky anywhere with me. He's gone."

Then out of nowhere, Enzo began to cry. He tried hiding it in his hands, but Mr. Peterson was already rushing over to him and placing his hands on his shoulders.

Enzo tensed up and tried to gently shake them off, but Mr. Peterson didn't let go. "I'm sorry, sir. I really don't know why I'm crying.", Enzo said in between sobs.

"Well I do.", said Mr. Peterson.

All of the kids turned their heads to focus on the man, absentmindedly drinking their tea and eating their cookies.

"I understand that it's difficult to accept the fact that someone you love is dead and there's nothing you can do to bring them back, and you lash out at others because you're angry at the world for taking away your loved ones. That's how I felt with my family. It was all just taken away from me in the blink of an eye, so I sheltered myself away from the outside world to stop myself from taking my anger out on innocent people.", he said.

Ivan took the final sip of his tea, "I bet it must've hurt when you found Aaron in the shower...hanging by a rope."

"Oh it was, my dear.", said Mr. Peterson, "But all of that pain will fade away very soon."

Mr. Peterson turned his attention to all of their cups. Two of them were half empty, and the other two were almost empty. He smiled and walked away from the children.

Trinity yawned and rubbed her eyes, "What was in the tea?", she asked.

"Oh, nothing too dangerous, my child. Just some mint and lavender...and one sleeping pill in each cup.", replied the man.

Suddenly, all of the kids were yawning and rubbing their eyes. Ivan put his head down on the table, and soon fell asleep. Maritza laid down on the floor, Enzo leaned back into the chair, falling asleep after Maritza.

And though Trinity tried to fight it, she ended up falling asleep too.

Mr. Peterson turned back towards the children, still smiling.

"Goodnight my children."

[itsatorchwoodthing]

“oh c’mon, give me a day like this, give me this one”

“you want moves rose, i’ll give you moves”

“everyobody lives rose, just this once, everybody lives”

“doctor costantine, never left his patients. back on your feet, costant doctor”

THIS IS WHAT DOCTOR WHO IS ABOUT ACTUALLY.

bonus

“who am i to argue with history?” “usually, the first in line”

[fuckthemforthis]

@bokjasamkeko ig story

[caelesjjk]

I am lovesick.

[jonbongjov2]

[gutfaced]

missing my boy... sigh

[kissorkill16]

Fill My Empty Heart: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: After Mya's death, Aaron committed suicide. Mr. Peterson, desperate to have a family again, kidnaps the depressed and heartbroken child across the street, Nicky Roth.

Chapter 12

Trinity banged her head on her desk, so hard that she was sure it was going to leave a bruise. Good, that's what she wanted anyway. She wanted to hurt herself.

"Babe, please stop that -!", Enzo said, trying to calm her down. Trinity turned around to angrily look at her boyfriend.

"No! We went to save him and we just left him there as soon as Mr. Peterson spotted us!", she yelled, tears pooling in her eyes and her voice starting to choke up a little.

She went to the right side of the wall and started punching it, her knuckles beginning to bruise.

Enzo stood up from the chair he sat on and went to hug his girlfriend. Despite her resistance, she eventually melted into the hug and relaxed in Enzo's hold.

"We left him there.", cried Trinity, "He's still there because of us."

"Shhhh...it's okay, sweetie.", said Enzo, "I know we failed, but I have a plan, and we're going back tomorrow night to save him again. Okay?"

Maritza rolled her eyes, "Are we even sure Nicky's going to be alive tomorrow? Mr. Peterson's probably killed him by now. And judging by that bear trap, there's no way he could've -"

Enzo flashed his sister an angry look, and Maritza quickly shut up. "Sorry.", she said.

Trinity took a deep breath, "Thank you, Enzo.", she said. She gently broke away from Enzo's hold, and dusted herself off. "And you're right. We can still save him. Mr. Peterson hasn't shown any signs of planning to kill Nicky yet, so we're still really lucky.", she said.

Enzo and Maritza exchanged a look, then a nod. "Tomorrow night.", said Maritza.

Trinity looked out the window of her room, "Oh, Nicky...", she whispered. "You're probably so scared right now."

Meanwhile, Nicky was waking up, still feeling a little woozy. He sat up when he realized he was in Aaron's bed, and his eyes widened when he saw the cast on his leg. He felt a gentle hand push him back down on the pillow.

"Not so quickly, dear. You just woke up.", said Mr. Peterson. "And you lost a lot of blood, so that's another thing."

Nicky turned his head around to face the wall, not daring to look at Mr. Peterson. He knew he was in big trouble, after all, who knows how many rules he broke? Even he forgot.

He turned his head back around to see Mr. Peterson holding a bottle of water and a small container of pills. "Take these, they'll numb the pain more.", he said.

Nicky felt like he rebelled against Mr. Peterson enough today, especially with the broken leg, so he took the water bottle and pills, put one in his mouth and swallowed it with the water.

Mr. Peterson sighed the deepest of sighs.

"This is why I told you not to go outside, Nicholas. Something like this is always bound to happen.", he said. "And not only that, you went and snuck a sharp object and didn't even ask me for my permission to use it. What's worse is that I specifically told you to stay in your room because you were still sick."

Mr. Peterson took Nicky's chin in his hand, tilting his head to meet his stern gaze.

"When I tell you to do something, you do it. I told you to stay in bed, you didn't listen. You broke the rules, and now you've made me even angrier at you than I was before."

At that moment, Nicky felt himself begin to cry. It only started with tears running down his face, but then sobs started escaping his throat. He pulled away from Mr. Peterson and buried his face in his hands.

He probably knew that Mr. Peterson put that bear trap there to keep him from escaping, but he was too sad to think about anything else right now. All that was occurring in his head right now was how his kidnapper was angry at him, and Nicky was sad about it.

"Oh dear...", said Mr. Peterson, he gently pulled Nicky close, wrapping his arms around him in a warm, comforting hug. "Don't cry, sweetheart. I'm not so angry anymore."

"I'm so sorry, daddy! I don't want you to be angry at me!", cried Nicky. "Please don't be angry at me!"

"Shhhh...", Mr. Peterson gently rubbed Nicky's back. "I'm not angry, sweetheart. Not anymore. I'm just worried now. You got so hurt and you were already going through a cold, I don't want you to add more pain."

As Nicky cried in the man's chest, Mr. Peterson asked him something that he just realized.

"You miss your friends, don't you, honey?"

A moment of silence passed through the room, then Nicky nodded, "Yes. I miss them so much."

"Is that why you tried to sneak out?"

The boy nodded again.

"Oh sweetheart...", said Mr. Peterson, "Darling, if you missed your friends, you could've just told me. I would've happily allowed you to see them, just not in the way that you think."

Nicky didn't say anything.

Mr. Peterson gently laid Nicky back down on the bed, "It's still not a valid excuse for you to disobey me, so I'm still going to have to punish you. This time, you are definitely not allowed to leave this room. I will bring you food, and I will come here to check on you every other time, but you're not allowed to leave until your leg is healed and your cold has passed. Do you understand?"

Nicky nodded.

Mr. Peterson smiled warmly, leaning down to kiss Nicky on his forehead. "Good boy.", he said, and he was about to leave the room before Nicky called out for him again.

"Dad, wait!", said Nicky. "I don't want you to leave me alone yet. Can you maybe stay in here a little longer?"

Another warm smile from Mr. Peterson, "Of course, darling.", and he went back to the boy, sitting down next to him.

He stayed beside Nicky until the boy fell asleep again, and that's when Nicky finally accepted this as his new home and his new normal.

And the strangest thing was that he didn't seem to mind one bit.

[svampira]

I remember Elias having a veryyy happy childhood but what was he like then before he died? class clown? popular? beloved?

Yeah the thing with Elias is that he was pretty much spoiled by everyone and everything in his life before he was turned, which is the main explanation for why he is. The way he is.

He ended up joining the football team in highschool cause he was freakishly tall and he got popular off of that (and being rich) to the point where he had an impenetrable social shield for the things other kids would have gotten bullied for. He was mostly chill and friendly with everyone in the school, EXCEPT when it came to football > His villain era started there insane jock 3000 he was running that team at 16 like the navy. If he felt that anyone wasn't up to par he'd bully them mercilessly until they quit then acted as if nothing had happened and god forbid anyone was a better athlete than him. He'd start planning deadly football incidents > probably never actually killed anyone but serious injuries 100%. While he was popular with the rest of the school his football team was terrified and just prayed he'd graduate asap.

Grade wise he sucked but graduated on time cause his parents made a huge donation to the school in his senior year + he would have gotten into a good college with a football scholarship. Dating wise he'd get into relationships constantly and act insane in each one. Got broken up with maybe twice and went nuclear each time. After highschool he took a sabbatical and just partied the entire time, he was kinda popular on social media growing up (on vine at 13 > musically > instagram and tiktok) but he really blew up in that year. He was a blood doll for 3-6 months before his sire turned him and started acting weird enough irl and online the "he's secretly been kidnapped"/"he's on drugs" theories began way before he acc disappeared