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Hot chocolate boy amirite?
#he has very low blood sugar.....#my art#starkid#starkid fanart#npmd#nerdy prudes must die#pete spankoffski#peter spankoffski
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Cruel and Unusual Punishments (the PSA episode).
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#wen zhuliu#The pay off of the juicebox finally comes to fruition. Wen Zhuliu was diabetic and trying to mange his low blood sugar.#The theme of WWX's revenge kills is 'cruel and unusual punishments' which is very much what I'd consider this to be.#I know this is a funny jokes blog and a funny jokes comics but:#Hypoglycemia is a serious medical emergency. Do *not* prank anybody who relies on quick sugars by hiding their stuff.#I am lovingly skipping the other brutal torture scenes in this episode <3 They happened off screen but I'm not ready to draw that.#This is the end for Wen Zhuliu. Mr. Core melting hand more like...uh...Snore Smelting hand (got 'em)#He feels like such a dominating and threatening force - and he has a lasting impact within the story.#And yet he is so spineless. He really is just the attack dog at the heels of the Wen Clan.#For all the airs he gives off about not *really* being 100% down with everything going on - he still goes along with it.#It's the most pathetic kind of evil in this world.#Rest uneasy in your grave Wen Zhuliu. No peace for you.
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Went to the doctor just for a check up and he basically just told me "your body just processes sugar very well! :) :) :) It's a good thing! :) :) :) It can't possibly be the source of your symptoms even though eating fixes it :) :) :)" But there was also a moment when talking about my iron deficiency that is possibly one of the funniest things a doctor has ever said to me, up with the cardiologist who said "you're a medical mystery": He was going over my blood test results, and said "Your iron levels haven't gone up at all, they are still extremely low, but you're not anemic anymore" And I was like how am I not anemic anymore??? And he said "Your hemoglobin levels have gone up...somehow..." while frowning at the blood test results on his computer. It was very "somehow, palpatine has returned" lol
#the person behind the yarn#medical mention#food mention#he did at one point say the iron issue is probably an absorption issue#which. give this is either my third or my sixth absorption issue (depending on if you count electrolytes)#I'm not exactly surprised but I'm also not thrilled#at some point it stops being 'your body is very good at processing' and starts being#'your body just yeets all nutrients out of it!'#I am on two different medications to make me retain salt more#like. one that is 100% the entire reason I take that med#one that that's a side effect of that med strong enough they thought I shouldn't take both together#until they did bloodwork to check (and found it was appropriate to take both)#and I STILL need a RIDICULOUS amount of salt#and sometimes! even with two different meds and like four different kinds of salt pills! I straight up do not retain salt!#I get super dehydrated and cannot fix it for days!#and I am more tired of it than I perhaps realized#just real tired of doctors going 'your body is just so efficient at processing :) :) :)'#I am already doing all the low blood sugar things. smaller more frequent meals lots of protein lots of complex carbs#not looking for advice just wanted to share the 'somehow...your hemoglobin has gone up'#because I do genuinely find that really funny
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"i have very low blood sugar..."
lautski chocolate moodboard requested by me
#moodboard#npmd#lautski#steph lauter#stephanie lauter#peter spankoffski#pete spankoffski#he has very low blood sugar#chocolate#chocolate aesthetic
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seeing people refer to pete spankoffski as hot chocolate boy/hcb in the langβs year of 2023 is so jarring
#hatchetfield#npmd#starkid#his name is pete!! he has very low blood sugar! heβs as cool as he thinks he is!#nerdy prudes must die#tgwdlm#peter spankoffski#pete spankoffski
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I would like to formally apologise for ever implying that Stephanie Lauter and Peter Spankoffski were normal about sex. (I watched Abstinence Camp)
#here i was thinking these two were the normal ones of the nerdy prudes and then they go and spring this on me#especially steph#she was ready to fuck this man after knowing him for a day#the facts she knew about him were as follows:#he has very low blood sugar#he had to go jerk off in the bathroom during a test#he is ripped#she was down /bad/#steph lauter#stephanie lauter#peter spankoffski#pete spankoffski#nightmare time#starkid nightmare time#nightmare time spoilers#nightmare time season 2#nightmare time 2#abstinence camp#lautski
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baby we are dropping like flies over here my great aunt passed this week.
#π#it's like a joke kind of. like god is just fuckin bashing me over the head with a bat over and over!#my mom found a photo of me with my papaw and great aunt from when was little today. very sad#and you know what else I found out today?? my grandpa has diabetes and my grandma tells my mom that his blood sugar keeps getting low to th#point where he's super out of it and isn't making sense. like on the verge of going into shock and even after that she was complaining to m#mom that he'll tell her he needs to eat right now because he isn't feeling well and she's like okay well I'm busy! I'll get to it!#lmfao grandma he could DIE what are we doing here???#I think she's desensitized tbh he's been through so much already. I mean like his brain was literally rotting at one point#and he just....got over it. he flipped down the side of a damn mountain in a golf cart. had cancer twice. he's running on pure spite#she's also very mentally ill and not on any meds! so you can see why we're all dropping left and right
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"I apologize. I have a low blood sugar."
"Excuse me?"
"I didn't eat this morning. I feel lightheaded. Could you get me something from the officer's mess? Sandwich, maybe?"
Apparently this is all versions of Jack.
@thethistlegirl @malewifebillcage
#Ijustfinditveryinterestingthatthisisobeoftheconsistenciesacrossallthreeversions
#jack reacher#jack reacher: never go back#tom cruise#my gifs#jack reacher gifs#my edit#given that this was mentioned in the books too#they chose to include that in the movie#and in the show as well#and how he wolves down food in any version#he is not beating the allegations that he indeed has low blood sugar#I just find it very interesting that this is one of the consistencies across all three versions
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The Other Woman
(Part 2 FINALE)
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Synopsis: Miguel had left Y/N for another version of his old wife in hopes of getting his old life back. To only realize the mistakes heβs made.
Link to Part 1
Pair: Miguel OβHara x Spider!reader
Warnings: very heavy mental health, ANGST LIKE A LOT OF ANGST, ALL OF THIS IS ANGST, mentions of death/almost dying, long term establish relationship, cheating, swearing, therapy, physical fight, blood, feral protective miguel?
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A/N: hello again! this one is more heartbreaking and longer than the first part oofβ¦ Very low dialog up until closer towards the end! wanted to just get through telling the story itself and the emotions. Itβs just a very heavy storyline!! I want to say thank you so so much for showing so much support for part 1 i had no idea it would receive that much attention :O !! i wrote this out kinda fast as i didnβt want to loose the momentum of the idea. so apologies for any mistakes! all feedback is greatly appreciated ~
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You used to make Miguel coffee everyday, with one cream two sugars, and he would nag about how he hated the taste. It was to your liking, not his. As you would sneakily take sips out of his mug while working next to him. Why didnβt you just get your own coffee? You claimed you could never finish it and just wanted a taste out of his. Miguel would roll his eyes at you every time he caught you but he adored it. He had secretly grown to love the way you made it and had become his only way of making coffee after meeting you.
Now as this version of his older wife made it the way he is suppose to like coffee, bland and straight, he found himself bothered by it. Going as far to correct her even though this was what he had been claiming to have missed so much. He was now seeing himself teaching someone else how to love him like you didβ¦
He was only a shell of the man he was when he had Gabriella. Even though the copy of his old wife has her same personality, the relationship couldnβt be exactly how it was before because he had changed so much. You had helped him become whole again. His tastes and likings had all switched to everything about you. The charm he found in his old wife doesnβt hold a light to you now and he was getting frustrated. He had wanted this so badly. He felt like those babies who whine and cry wanting to eat a lemon and once they get their way they realize the sour truth.
Miguel never truly realized what it was like to loose you until three weeks after he told you the truth. Over the years the idea of losing you terrified him but he only ever thought of it being in death. He never considered separation when everything was perfect for both of you then. There were times he believed that you were made just for him and he treated you like his queen. Which you truly were to him in his spider society. Why would he ever throw that away? Look at what he did.
He gave himself every excuse in the book before you knew he was cheating on you. βThis is only for research.β he would think every time he found himself back in that universe. As everyone knew he was so serious about his work, obviously this is just him getting to know more about certain universes and canons. Lyla was the only one seeing straight through him knowing where he was actually going. Things kept tumbling and the more he found out about the place and spent time with her the more his grief and yearning returned. It was all just there, so reachable.
There was a time his mind tried to snap him back out of it while cheating on you and made him realize the guilt. The first time he kissed this woman you were there in his mind. He came home right after and held you without saying a word. You never questioned him, just showed him comfort as much as you could. Lightly stroking his back, you never over stepped or pushed him when he was vulnerable with you. He only closed his eyes and held onto you tighter processing how you were always too good for him. He was converting to living two different lives; his old self during the day and then coming home to you. He didnβt want to let go of either at the time.
Once he found out he could safely have Gabriella again was when he became distant with you. The shame of using you for research made him become stoic. He didnβt want to admit how wrong he was treating you. All while you were always being so loyal and trusting towards him. Things were slowly slipping through the cracks and he knew he couldnβt up keep it. He wished he could have had that conversation with you so much differently but it was over. Now he had his old life back, a dream he had his mind set on.
He ignored the shakiness in his hands when he returned to her after letting you go. βItβs all for the best.β is what he would repeat in his mind as a mantra. His new girlfriend truly had no idea who he really was or what his background was. Miguel continued to feed her lies to the point where he even started believing them himself getting too lost in avoiding what heβs done. He believed he was happy as he spent time with her.
When she got too close to finding the truth after finding his wedding ring in one of his pockets, he set her off course from it by revealing his spider identity and taking her to HQ. This was the day that everything felt like it was crashing around him. Being reminded of his marriage, having to face his friends with his new lover, sharing his personal spider life, his work with someone who wasnβt you. He excused himself rushing to an unused office room while his chest was tightening. Pupils dilating as he realized it was his first time having a panic attack.
Nevertheless he continued to push it all aside and act completely normal with his girlfriend. He was feeling your absence the most while working. You had became an extension of him. He had trained you from scratch and you helped him build this society he has now. You knew the ins and outs of everything and fought perfectly alongside him. Now that he was on his own he let his girlfriend be there for him when he got stressed, but there always was a knot in his stomach he never could get rid of.
The more his mental health ate at him late at night the more he considered searching out for you. There was no closure between both of you and he never got to listen to how you feel. What was your opinion on all that happened? Do you hate him?
He wanted to speak with someone so badly but he dug himself in a hole too deep. You were gone, he was lying through his teeth to this poor woman heβs kept for some fantasy, he felt too ashamed to say anything to his friends, he would rather die if all his workers found out how big of a piece of shit he is. Anytime Lyla tried peeping a word that wasnβt work related he would snap. He had pushed everyone away and now he just felt alone.
Regardless he would wake up in the morning and swallow all his dark feelings. He would remember his grief of when he lost his family and it would put him back in the moment. He has another chance. He was happy with the direction he was going in now.
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The day he found out you were at HQ he felt his heart stop. He was mid mission trying to call for Lyla but she wouldnβt answer. Frustrated he tried looking into what was happening only to see her busy having a conversation with you. It felt like something took over him when he opened a portal in less than a second. Without thinking nor wasting a heartbeat he rushed back. Just a glimpse of you, maybe just to hear a word out of your mouth. The feeling of having you back in HQ was making him ignore all his insecurities. How he would coward at the thought of trying to reach out to you before. You were in his home, your home, and the thought drove him wild.
You were already long gone though. Lyla stared at him not saying a word. The quietness in the room making his ears ring but his thoughts were screaming in his head. He stood there frozen still trying to recollect himself. He was the one that left you, what is wrong with him?
Again he went back and forth in his own head trying to convince himself βYou wanted this.β but if he did why is he feeling like someone just killed a puppy in front of him? Why is he here fighting with his self if this is really his dream? Why did he try chasing after you? The wounds of his past grief were too deep. He never took the time to properly heal and now look at what heβs become.
βMiguel, whatβs this?β He was startled turning around seeing his girlfriend holidng your watch and skimming through the divorce paperwork addressed to him.
There was no more hiding, no more lying. He swallowed hard even though his throat was dry. He let everything he had kept away rise to surface. It hurt him to see the beautiful face his old wife shared contort into such anger and pain while finding the truth.
She didnβt stay, but for some reason he wasnβt upset. Though he longed for his daughter, he knew it would have never been the same now. He finally closed the door on his past. His heart had made the choice this time but itβs too late. Now grasping onto the divorce papers left by you, emptiness spread through his soul.
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You on the other hand did not find yourself crying by yourself on a rooftop for long. The shift in the air from your arrival alerted the local spider-man immediately.
βIt didnβt work out, did it?β He crouched down next to you as he noticed your watch gone and your missing wedding band.
Peter Parker knew both you and Miguel. Your husband had come to do many rounds of research in this universe when he took you. Eventually offering this Peter a spot in the society, which he politely declined due to just being busy enough here. You both never spoke much but always had an appreciation for each other.
βDo you need a place to crash at?β He continued while trying to get you to look at him. Reaching his hand towards you.
You had absolutely no one and you had been gone so long you couldnβt even go back to the little you had. When you met Miguel you didnβt hesitate to never look back and now it filled you with regret. How naive were you to put all your trust and reliance on him.
You took Peterβs hand. You were ready to start your own life and be your own person now.
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Peter Parker was nice enough to let you stay with him as long as you needed it. You both had became βbesties!β as he would love to poke at you. The first month with him you were a disaster really but he showed you how he liked to cope using his spider abilities.
The first thing he helped you with was getting a new suit. Your old one resembled too much to Miguelβs and you felt suffocated every time you put it on. Peter had taught you to use your current emotional pain on whichever sad little villain was making trouble out in Brooklyn that night.
βCome on, we got multiverse spider-woman helping me keep these streets clean now!β He would taunt at the men while watching you easily take them out a little bit too aggressively. His feet kicking up and down while he sat on the side of a building watching you. The crime rate did go down a bit once word got around how strong your punch was. Peterβs just happy he can now spend some nights to himself.
You got yourself a job at the mart on the corner to help cover bills for Peter and save up. You were grateful enough the owners never batted an eye when you would disappear during a shift to either suddenly go cry uncontrollably or beat the shit out of someone at a nearby robbery. Next thing you were enrolling yourself back in university, wanting to finish that degree you never did.
It wasnβt too long that some of your older spider friends would stop by to check in on you. Seeing them was difficult sometimes, you were internally itching to ask about Miguel. Things were going okay for you on a very slow path of breathing step by step. You never wanted to feel that hurt again and so you very well pretend like Miguel didnβt exist if you could.
You couldnβt ignore the hurt resurfacing when you passed couples on the street. Or when you found yourself going to fidget with your wedding ring just to remember itβs gone. You canβt just move on from a relationship that was so deeply apart of you and lasted so long. You gave everything to him and it will take you much time to get yourself to build trust again.
After two semesters, you finally had your graduation. All the things you learned while in Earth-928 paid off as you barley had to study. Passing top of the class, you immediately got an offer for an internship opportunity with Alchemax and was able to get an introduction tour of the building beforehand.
What you hadnβt realized was that Alchemax had been looking for that girl who snuck into their offices a couple years ago. Who made another dimensionβs spider appear and then went missing herself soon after. They had kept as close tabs on you as they could and how foolish you were to think your little break in wouldnβt come back to bite you. The moment you stepped foot back in their building, it was over for you.
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Miguel had spent a whole year in much deserving therapy. Nothing could stop the embarrassment he felt when Peter B signed him up with HQβs best spider-therapist after 3 months of constant out bursts. No one could come near the man when he felt like he had lost everything. Those first initial months were difficult for everyone around him.
Therapy did help, he hates to admit it, but it was a very rough ride. He finally was able to understand his deep inner term oil and heal his issues but moving on from you? No, he could never.
You were the only one who had sincerely stood by his side, always rooting for him. He never fell out of love with you despite of everything that he did. He just pushed everything down too deep and was blinded by obsession. Till now he could never deny that he still loves you. Maybe if he just would have went to therapy years ago instead of acting out on unsolved grief none of this would have happened. The guilt always making him toss and turn at night.
He would have big temper tantrums when he would find his coworkers going to visit you time to time and not sharing any details. He needed to know if youβre okay. Did you already move on? He longed to find you and speak with you but he knew he wasnβt ready yet. He was so self destructive and this was what he deserved.
Everyone avoided him completely when he overheard someone saying you were living with Peter Parker. Fighting crime with him and having a cute little home life. Peter followed you around now like a puppy. Miguel did not take the news well at all. Letβs just say, the large bill replacement for his monitor screens was what snapped him out of that rage.
He also wanted to strangle Hobie Brown every time he saw a glint in his eye when your name was mentioned around. Yet Miguel couldnβt hate the kid either, as Hobie was one of the people to try help repair the damage he did to you. How badly he just wanted to hold you and shield you in his arms from any other people taking you from him as if he wasnβt the idiot to let you go in the first place.
Everyoneβs big, powerful, scary boss was really just a grumpy, wallowing-in-self-pity, sensitive, lonely man now. Mention your name too much to him and watch him start crying or take it out on whatever he could find nearest to him. He would some nights scroll through your wedding photos while listening to your last tracked log with Lyla. Your words cutting through him deep like long sharp knives. How he urged to go tell you it was all wrong and how guilty he was for making you feel like this.
Despite it all, he still believed in being the best of the best. He used his work to distract himself from his sorrows, to become numb. Even though his divorce paperwork were set next to him on his desk to remind him the pain. He never signed it.
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βWe canβt tell him!β Jessica gritted through her teeth. Small group of spider-people were hovered around Lyla taking in the new found information.
βHer canon events have always been uncertain, we canβt just stop and fix this one?β Gwen Stacy suggested in hopes.
βWe have never prevented a canon event of hers or the people involved in it. It could be even more dangerous than a regular canon.β Peter B spoke grimly.
βWhen βas danger ever stopped us?β Hobie spoke up.
βEveryone get your gear.β Lyla added to the stress of the situation.
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You couldnβt open your eyes properly with a strong blinding light being held above you. Arms and legs secured on top of a metal surgical table. You could feel the warmth of blood scattered on certain parts of your body, slowly starting to dry. It was a mix of yours and the people you had tried fighting through to get out of here when you realize the trap you were reeled into. Different people in lab coats poked and pried all around you while you were tied. Your mask was thrown on another table and your suit had large gashes across it.
Soon you also could feel the presence of Peter Parker being brought to the room, thrown slumped in the corner breathing heavily. They had gotten you too good. They knew everything and had planned this so detailed.
βNow youβre going to help me open the multiverse.β Kingpin loomed around you. All you could feel was searing pain as a laser aimed right at your chest.
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Miguel was already staring out the window to the glowing night lights of Nueva York when he saw a big hole appear in sight of the skyline. His eyebrows furrowed while he was trying to process what he was looking at. It wasnβt a second later when all alarms started going off in his office.
βQuΓ© carajos?β He exclaimed seeing the alerts of a possible universe collapse. βLyla! Why wasnβt this being taken care of already?β
βI already sent people.β
βThen what are they doing?β He yelled. His confusion and anger only furthered when he saw a red alarm for a canon event.
βCanon event?β He whispered to himself. He always knew when these were happening, there were none scheduled for today. There was no way he would let one passed him, itβs not like this could magically appear? His jaw dropped in realizationβ¦ a new canon event.
βLyla, tell me the truth. Why wasnβt this reported to me?β He made the atmosphere turn cold. She knew he already figured it out.
βA new canon event was received this morning being given to Peter Parker. Of Y/N L/Nβs death.β The words from Lyla made Miguelβs body go still. His eyes raced side to side while he processed it.
βNo!β He roared, a fist slamming into the nearby desk. His massive strength breaking it in half.
βBoss, you canβt go on this mission only using your emotions.β Lyla warned. However Miguel was already half way stepping through a portal to find you.
He appeared, watching his team struggle to shut down the machine causing the collapse. Outnumbered by the amount of Alchemax puppets. A different kind of rage filled him as he saw you, for the first time in a year, suffering. Miguel was never one to act reckless while on missions but he had no plan here and just ran off the pure adrenaline the fight or flight had hit him with.
His claws tore into the backs of his enemies as he jumped beast-like across the room. Not hesitating spilling blood across the wall while he took everyone down as fast as he could. His team could only watch wide eye with an unsettling fear as they saw Miguel lose himself to his spider sense. While he fought they took the opportunity to take apart the machine.
Miguel was panting heavily, pupils blown wide glowing red, and fangs dripping with venom as the room slowly silenced. Kingpin laid on the floor slowly trying to drag himself after being beaten to a pulp. It was over. Peter B stopped him from doing anything further. Knowing Miguel would kill the man, Peter B let the team finish up to give Kingpin to authorities. Miguel turned frantically to look at you seeing the other spiders step away. Peter Parker was hunched over you in tears. Miguel fought the urge to snap at Peter and grab his hands off of you.
Your vision was too blurry and everything felt like it was burning. A shape that seemed too familiar came into your peripheral vision and you tried to push yourself up.
βMiguel?β Was the last thing you croaked before slumping back passing out. Miguel catching you in his arms before you could hurt yourself further.
βItβs her time.β Jessica spoke behind him. Yet he was refusing to let go. He had never defied the way the timeline worked since he created his society. He would never break the rules and you both had promised each other before not to. If there was a situation like this you both agreed to save the universe first. How stupid was he to think he would listen to that now facing it in-front of him.
He never got to tell you what happened. He never got to apologize. He never got to tell you one more time that he loved you. Even if you in result just spat in his face, at least he was able to talk to you one more time. You were never a placeholder or someone to fill a hole in his heart. His whole heart belonged to you and he couldnβt let you go thinking you didnβt mean anything to him. No matter the consequences, he needed to tell you.
βCall all the teams to control the damage of a possible universe collapse.β He turned to Jess with Y/N tightly in his arms. The spider-people watched speechless as he opened a portal and disappeared.
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Two weeks you laid motionless in the HQβs medbay.
The clean up after breaking the canon was a little intense. They were able to get it under control as the event started to fade from your timeline once you were returned and starting to heal in Earth-928.
The spider society would remain silent near the medbay. The lights always being dimmed and hushed whispers between staff to not bother the distressed OβHara. He refused to leave.
Your Peter Parker had now joined the team, much to Miguelβs dismay. Everyday your friends would come in and check to see how you were. Some telling stories about their day or any gossip updates you missed, in hopes that it would get you to wake up. They would ignore the gloomy Miguel who was basically glued to the seat next to you not saying a word to anyone.
At night Miguel would play with your fingers and softly stroke your hair all while pleading βPlease donβt leave me, please donβt leave me. Por favor mi alma.β He knew it wasnβt his place to beg this after what he did, but he didnβt mind the words falling on deaf ears.
Miguel hadnβt eaten in days, he felt too nauseous from anxiety to even try anything. Pavitr had done the favor to bring you and Miguelβs favorite empanadas from a small street vendor downtown. Hoping to get Miguel to at least try the food before he ended up in a hospital bed next to you due to starvation.
You started to blink open your eyes, spots surrounding your vision. You could hear a soft breathing to your right side and you slowly felt your sense come back one by one. It felt like you just had a really rough nap.
βOh my god that smells so good.β You moaned, sitting yourself up to try to look at where the smell of food was coming from.
You were met with a wide eyed Miguel holding a box of empanadas. His jaw slacked open acting as if heβs seen a ghost looking at you. Confusion hit you first for a second and then you start to panic.
Why was he here? Why was your ex-husband sitting right here? You started to push away from him and Miguel caught on to your panic.
βNo, no, no mi amor stop.β He tried calming you. βYouβre hurt, youβre going to open your stitches.β
You suddenly remembered everything that happened right before you blacked out. At that moment you forgot the hurt you had towards your ex-lover. Gathering yourself you just stared at him. βIβm suppose to be dead.β
Tears rimmed your eyes. Why did it feel like life just hated you so much?
Miguel engulfed you in his arms as you started to cry. You didnβt care right now. You had ached for this feeling again, so alone, with the comfort Miguel used to bring you. Just for a moment you could pretend like how it was before.
βWe canβt do this Miguel.β
He knew what you were thinking. He didnβt want to let you leave his arms yet, as he let his self hold harder and push your head closer into his the crook of his shoulder. The tickle of your breath on his neck, he just wanted this forever.
βShe left. Almost a year ago.β He let out to you. A big weight coming off of his chest. You pulled back from him and looked up into his eyes while you watched him avoid your gaze. You felt bad to say you could feel a bit of satisfaction bubbling in you.
βGood, she deserved better.β
βSo did you.β Miguel sighed playing with his hands. Your eyes widened when you saw the ring still on his finger. He let you stare. βI-I could never. I couldnβt.β The emotions struggle to come out of his mouth. You understood him though. You always did. Placing your hand on top of his you just nodded.
βPlease stay here.β He whispered.
Miguel had broken you in so many ways. Yet he almost ruined another universe just to keep you alive. You both needed time to talk and coming out a coma right now isnβt good timing.
βI finally became my own person when I went back in my universe. I enjoyed my independence.β The words pelleted at him. He could only hold his breath as he waited for you to continue. βIβll stayβ¦ but not for you.β
It wounded him deeply; but he deserved it. This place will always be a home for you even if he wasnβt apart of it. Before he can tear his gaze and turn away, you reached out to hold his face close to yours. Your fingers gently rubbing on his cheeks as you slowly look at him properly after so long. You let your thumb smooth over his frown lines and he leaned into your touch closing his eyes.
βLetβs give us time.β Was the words you blessed that opened every door of hope he could find. He would take it, he would absolutely take it. He has to fight for you, he has to prove to you. He would do anything but for now heβll be on his best patiently waiting for you.
Both of you sat comfortably without speaking, only the faint background beeps of the hospital monitor making up for the silence, while passing small glances. For once both of you felt a missing warmth you didnβt realize you needed. Sharing empanadas with each other, just maybe it will be alrightβ¦
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The end!!! Thank you so so much for your time in reading my story. i really really was so happy with all the comments and feedback on pt 1 it really meant a lot!!!
i hope this was ok ~ i apologize for how long it was i was thinking of doing another part but just wanted to finish this up. I was in such a conflict how to end this. i hope it wasnβt too cliche or anything iβm just a sucker for very wanty needy dramatic stories. Itβs a hopeful ending tho~ i couldnβt pick with just happy or sad.
So many of you had tons of amazing suggestions which I appreciated so much. I was such a mess trying to figure it all out. Many of you wanted to see Y/N move on with another person but I ended up going this route. I used Peter Parker as an obv character in y/nβs universe but itβs not tied to any specific one and you guy can think of him more to your liking if you want to!
If any of you would like a small drabble or imagine of another route of this story or just anything angsty/possessive and rarwrarwbarkbark miguel. Iβd be glad to help lol!! My request box is wide open~ i had so much fun writing this!
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Hotch request! Please sir, can I have a Hotch request? I'm trying to follow what you said about comfort but also Hotch being angry. So I get low blood sugars cause of my diabetes and I'd love if you wrote something about them being on a case and BAU!Reader is really busy trying to get stuff done, so she has a bad low blood sugar and sits down but one of the local officers thinks she's slacking off so she tries to keep going and Hotch comes in and defends her, making sure she has everything she needs and doesn't faint. Love you <3
ty for requesting!! hope this is okay <3 fem, 1.3k
βI understand.β You frown, phone pressed to your ear hard. βI totally understand, but itβs really important that I get to talk to her.βΒ
βSheβs on heavy medication,β the nurse replies, unimpressed by your asking, βshe wouldnβt be much use anyhow.βΒ
βI understand, butββ
βListen, Iβm sorry, but we have a lot to do here. Iβm sorry we canβt help. Bye.βΒ
You groan in frustration, bringing your phone from your ear to see the Call Disconnected notification flash across your screen. How are you and the team ever supposed to get answers if nobody wants to help? Your head rushes. You kid yourself into believing itβs annoyance like a hot flash, youβve been sweaty for ages, but then reality cuts through. What usually makes you sweaty and dizzy?
βWhereβs my test kit?β you murmur to yourself.Β
The door opens while youβre looking through your bag.Β
βAgent,β Officer Debs greets, a stout, sturdy woman with sharp eyes, βany news from Georgetown Psychiatric?βΒ
You rummage frustratedly through your things. You should know better than to misplace your test kit. Doesnβt matter. Youβll just have to eat something quickly before you get any worse. βUh, no, nothing they could help me with.βΒ
βDid you call them?βΒ
Your eyelids are getting heavier. You sit down on impulse, worried youβre gonna fall if you stay standing. βYeah, I called them.β Youβve had diabetes for long enough to know what to do, but itβs always harder than it felt the last time when your blood sugar drops. It can be so sudden.Β
Realising you might need help, you clear your throat, about to ask Officer Debs if she can get the glucose tablets from your bag. You shouldβve grabbed them βyour thoughts are starting to thicken like someoneβs poured cornflour into your skull.Β
βIs now the best time for a break?β Officer Debs asks.Β
You focus very hard on bringing your attention into the present. βNo, sorry,β you say, standing up. You open your phone and direct to the contacts page, clicking your favourite contact at the very top.Β
Donβt know m where test kit is, you text clumsily. Hotch should still be in the precinct. Do u have it ?Β
βI hope youβre texting someone about the case,β Officer Debs says sternly.Β
You shove your phone into your pocket. βUm,β you say, getting confused now, and not wanting to be shouted at. You grab for the page of phone numbers youβd been making your way through, canβt get your hands to work. βI wasnβt. But Iβm getting to it.βΒ
βWe really donβt have time to waste.βΒ
βI know, but my blood sugarββ
She talks over you. βWhatβs the point in all our officers working day and night when you FBI agents canβt be bothered to put in the same effort?β Her voice rises. βItβs ridiculous!β
βItβs not ridiculous, weβre trying our best just like you are.β
βClearly not!βΒ
βMy blood sugar,β you say, more insistently. βStop shouting at me.βΒ
The door opens quickly, creaking hard on its hinge. Hotch doesnβt slam it open, he never slams anything, but he doesnβt hesitate either. βI have it, you left it in the car after you tested this morning,β he says, your kit in his hand. He gives Officer Debs a surprised up and down. βWhoβs shouting?β he asks, unimpressed.Β
You wouldnβt like to be on his bad side. βHotch, I need a tablet.βΒ
If heβs shocked at your lethargy, he doesnβt say. He ignores the officer from that point on. βYes, I think so, too.βΒ
Hotch is more efficient than you were, grabbing your tube of glucose tablets and shaking one out into his hand. βCan you take it yourself?βΒ
βYou want to chew it for me?β you ask.Β
He tips it into your palm. βVery funny.βΒ
He opens the test kit on the desk and starts to extract the pieces. Itβs quite complicated, especially for people unfamiliar with it, but youβre pretty sure Hotch learned how to use it the day he knew you had diabetes. He wipes his hands with an alcohol wipe and presses a test strip into the meter, careful not to touch the end, before wiping your finger with a new wipe, and readying the lancing stick.Β
βGonna stick you, okay?β he asks quietly.
βMm,β you hum, the glucose tablet like chalk between your teeth.Β
He sticks you. Some days it feels more painful than other days, but today itβs like a pinprick in a haze. He squeezes your finger, wipes the first drop of blood with a cotton ball, and dips the test strip into the second bead of blood, careful not to jab your cut.Β
In the five seconds it takes for you to get a result on the meter, he kneels down, pressing another cotton ball to your finger to stem the flow of blood. βGood,β he murmurs to you. The meter flashes on the table. βNot so good. Fifty nine, huh? Howβd that happen?βΒ
You shake your head slowly from one side to another. βIβve no idea.βΒ
βOkay. Well, that tabletβs not gonna do it, honey. Do you have any gels?βΒ
βNo,β you say apologetically.Β
βThatβs fine. Iβll get you a drink.βΒ
Officer Debs clears her throat. You may be foggy, but her awkwardness is palpable. βIβll get it.β
βIt has to be full sugar. Coke, if you can,β Hotch says. She nods in understanding and leaves in record time. Hotch turns back to you, his severity melting away. βShe was shouting at you?β
βTried to tell her about my blood sugar. She told me weβre not here to waste time.β You close your mouth, licking the glucose off of your teeth.
βHow did you get so low?β he asks.
βMust have done something wrong this morning. Am I okay?βΒ
βWeβll see. I think youβll be alright.βΒ
βDonβt usually get so dizzy.βΒ
βWhen was the last time you were below seventy?βΒ
βDonβt know,β you mumble.Β
Hotch peels the cotton ball from your finger and packs your things away cleanly. βLetβs see how you feel in ten minutes. After your coke. Nowβ¦ what did the Officer say to you?βΒ
Heβs getting his facts straight. Again, you wouldnβt like to be on his bad side. You relay your conversation, Officer Debs hadnβt even been that bad, just uppity, stuck on her own assumptions rather than willing to listen when youβd needed a hand. Her lack of empathy couldβve really affected you. Low blood sugar is no joke.Β
You tell him, savouring in the warmth of his hand on your leg, how uncaring he is to be kneeling in front of you on the precinct floor. He frowns at you long and hard.Β
By the time Officer Debs returns, heβs on his feet again. βA word?β he asks her.Β
You donβt hear all of what heβs saying through the door as you sip your coke. He doesnβt shout, but he defends you with a heavy gravity. Officer Debs speaks up and he cuts her down, something about understanding, and then a more clear telling off, βI donβt want to hear about Agent L/Nβs performance from you again. Sheβs my agent, and if she needs a break, sheβll take one. Itβs none of your concern.βΒ
βI understand.βΒ
You feel much peppier when he comes back in, though he appears less so. βYouβre nasty,β you say, smiling, happy to be defended, and happier to know youβre not gonna pass out.
He crosses the room. Still frowning, he takes your face into his hands, and he leans down inch by inch, until heβs pressing a soft, soft kiss to your lips. You barely have time to close your eyes before heβs pulling away, thumb pressed into your soft cheek. βNobody gets to shout at you. Especially over your blood sugar.βΒ
βItβs usually you telling me off for letting it get low,β you mumble.Β
He stands up straight, leaving you wanting for another kiss you wonβt get, hands stolen back from your cheeks. βYouβre ageing me prematurely. Drink some more coke, please, sweetheart.βΒ
βWhat do I get in return?βΒ
He touches your face briefly, as much of a promise as youβre going to get.Β
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One Shot:
X-Reader with Sakamaki Brothers, Reader is a type 1 diabetic and their blood sugar is so low they think they're going to die
DISCLAIMER: The person who requested this has type 1 diabetes. I asked them for their experiences before writing these one-shots because I wanted to be accurate. That being said, not all people with type 1 diabetes have the same experiences.
Shu
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You stumbled, holding onto the couch's arm. You could feel your energy slipping away rapidly. "Shu..." you whispered quietly. Your lover, with his earbuds in, didn't hear you. "Shu." You said with as much strength as you could muster - which wasn't very much, but to your relief, one of his eyes opened. He sat up slowly and said your name.
"What's wrong?" You held onto your head and tried to steady yourself, but you ended up collapsing. Shu rushed to your side and cradled you in his arms, his eyes panicked. Your blood sugar had gotten low before...but it was never like this. Your vision was fading fast. You grasped for Shu's hand, holding it limply. "I feel like I'm dying."
Through your blurry vision, Shu's eyes flashed with a mix of anger, fear, and determination. "No." His voice came out form. "I love you." You told him weakly. He growled. "You're fine. You're not leaving me." He gently laid you down on the couch and ran to the kitchen, his long legs running as fast as he could. You could hear him opening a cupboard. His footsteps rushed back and he gently pushed a straw into your mouth.
You leaned up on your elbows and managed to drink. The cold, sweet apple juice didn't immediately bring your senses back to normal, but it would soon. Your vision cleared. Shu helped you into a sitting position and wiped your hair from your forehead. You made eye contact with him, his blues eyes soft. He leaned forward and kissed your forehead. Shu took your hand in his and pressed another small carton of juice into your palm. "Start keeping snacks with you. I won't let you die, ever, but don't scare me like that again."
Reiji
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One second you were fine. The next you were on your knees, barely holding yourself up. Reiji, who had been examining his vials, immediately rushed to your side. You gripped your head as your vision swam and your peripheral vision turned black. Never...it was never like this before. It was slower, you had time to grab something to get your sugar back up. This was different and it scared you to your core.
Reiji was talking by your side, but you could barely compute his voice. "My love, tell me!" "Blood..." you were only able to make out the beginning "sh" sound of sugar, but Reiji knew. He grabbed a syringe from his desk; his syringes were all around the house. He bent down next to you again. "Hold still, my love." He moved your hair to the side and injected the syringe into your neck carefully. Almost instantly you felt better. He had come up this serum almost as soon as you'd entered the mansion, first for convenience, later out of love.
He held your arms and gently lifted you to your feet. You swayed, but ultimately the strength returned to your limbs. He pressed his forehead to yours. "I should've realized what was happening when you collapsed." He lifted his headand cupped your cheek gently. "But it was never like that in the past." "I know." You leaned up and pressed a quick, gentle kiss to Reiji's lips. "But your serum really works. I'm thankful you made it for me." Reiji's eyes softened. "My love, I only regret I can't do more."
Ayato
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You swayed, holding onto the counter. "Oi, Titless! What's the hold up?" Ayato rounded the corner and entered the kitchen. His eyes zeroed in on you and he stepped forward carefully, saying your name.
"Hey...talk to me. What's wrong?" He was concerned but the words were forceful. You turned to him. It took you a moment to focus on his face; your eyesight wasn't right. You touched your head with one hand, the other still gripping the counter. "My head..." You got out. Ayato's eyes widened. "Shit. That diabetic thing again?" You nodded and the action was too much for you. The fingers holding onto the counter slipped and you fell straight into Ayato's arms, who had lunged at the speed only a vampire possessed to catch you.
"Fuck! This damn-" Ayato cut off, looking around the kitchen. He saw the cupboard full of the snacks to get your sugar up. His arm reached up until you weakly said, "Ayato...I feel like I'm dying" Ayato was shocked to the core for a brief second. "No, you're fucking not." He growled leaping up and opening the cupboard, then grabbing everything he could. Ayato joined you back on the floor and gently lifted your head in his lap. He slowly fed you some of your favorite jelly, not even bothering with a spoon in his hurry to make you well.
It took a while but you started to feel better. You opened your eyes to find your vision clear and focused. He looked down to you, his face concerned and his eyebrows furrowed. "You alright?" You smiled and he smiled in return, helping you get up on shaky legs. "I'm alright."
Kanato
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Though he hadn't understood - and originally threw a tantrum believing you just didn't like the same sweets he did - Kanato had eventually accepted that the cakes and cookies and desserts he ate weren't safe you. He actually ended up quite excited to shop with you and even tasted your desserts - and spitting them out and crying when they didn't taste how he expected.
Nevertheless, Kanato was being the loving boyfriend you were used to again. After putting you in his favorite dress and doing your hair, he kissed you sweetly and called you his prettiest doll. Today he led you to a table that was surprisingly already filled with sweets and hot chocolate. You stared at Kanato, confused. Normally he asked you to do it and you just assumed you always would. He noticed your staring and narrowed his eyes. "Stop staring at me. What, are you surprised that I'm a good boyfriend?" "Of course not! It just looks so good." Kanato smiled, satisfied. "Yes, it does, doesn't it?" He beamed and added, "Teddy helped me." hugging his beloved teddy bear.
You smiled and sat down. He sat down across from you and giggled, holding out one of your favorite pastries. You opened your mouth, but as you looked down you noticed your fingers were shaking - and pale. As if seeing your fingers accelerated how fast your blood sugar levels were dropping, you felt faint and soon - too soon - the corners of your vision were fading in and out of blackness.
You tried standing up, but your legs couldn't support your weight and you toppled over, holding your hand to your head like a maiden. Kanato cried out in surprise, rage, and concern. "Stupid! Why did you fall over?" You reached out a pallor hand to touch his vampire-pale cheek. Kanato's eyes hardened in realization and he growled. "How inconsiderate of you. Right after I set this all up!" Under his angry words, you saw the concerned tightness of his eyes.
But...this happened so fast. Normally your blood sugar dropped at a much slower rate...now it had only taken a matter of moments for you to collapse, for your vision to turn dark. There had to be something wrong. You felt beyond light-headed, you felt like you were slipping away...
"Kanato...I love you, even in death..." your voice trailed off and your eyes closed. "No, no, no!" Kanato screamed, standing up. With great effort you opened your eyes to see him stamp his foot. "Stupid, stupid! Don't say that! I won't let you leave me!" Kanato stormed back to the table and filled up your hot chocolate with sugar and creamer, so much so that the brown liquid had turned porcelain white. "Drink." Kanato commanded. When your shaking nearly knocked the cup out of Kanato's hand, he batted your hand away, tilted your head, and dripped the incredibly sweet liquid down your throat. All at once. You spluttered, but your vision cleared and you felt your blood sugar skyrocket.
He hadn't exactly done it right, but for now it was good enough a fix as any. You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him. "Thank you, Kanato." "Stupid..." he muttered against your neck, and you felt his tears on your skin. "I can't lose you."
Laito
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Laito's nimble fingers were touching the keys, his eyes closed as he created gentle music, so experienced he need not even open his eyes to make such a beautiful sound.
It was one of his softer tunes, the music you'd hear during a lullaby. It wouldn't be the first time you've fallen asleep to the sweet sounds your lover played. You'd always wake up in his bed, safe and sound. He was so gentle when carrying you that it never woke you up.
But this time was different, instead of your head rolling forward and your eyelids drooping, your vision was turning black. It was so different than what you expected that it took you a second to realize what was actually happening. "Uhh..." you groaned in discomfort. Laito stopped playing the piano and turned to the couch you were laying on. You felt yourself slipping off and your vision went almost entirely black. Then you were back and Laito was there, gently putting you on the floor. "Laito..." Oh God, this was bad. Your head was already swimming so badly you could barely make a coherent thought.
What was this? Were you dying? "Laito. I love you...I love you..." for you it seemed like an eternity passed, but apparently it was only a few seconds. Laito had already come to the conclusion on his own and, to your surprise, or as surprised as you could be in that state, he pulled a pack of special gummies from his pocket.
"Open wide, Little Bitch." Laito said, his voice sing-songy and playful, but from his shaking hands and the slight quiver of his voice, you knew he was fearful. You managed to eat the gummies. You weren't sure how long it would took, but eventually you gained the strength to push yourself up on your arms.
Laito looked at you sadly. "I hate that you suffer from this." He pressed his forehead to yours. "But it's okay, right? You're always here." Your eyes met his and you saw the steely determination, his playful green eyes turned to hardened emeralds.
"I am. I will be."
Subaru
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"Oi!" Subaru called. You whirled around. "Why are ya rockin' 'round like that?" You were rocking? You looked down and your legs weren't steady. You touched your hand to your forehead. You were almost as cold as Subaru. Mortals weren't supposed to be that cold.
"Uh...". You groaned. Your head had felt foggy for a while, but that was normal for you. "I'm fine..." you muttered. "No you fucking ain't!" Subaru growled. You barely reacted to his harsh tone but you saw the regret in his red eyes immediately. "You're not...just let me have a look at ya, alright?" Subaru asked softly.
You nodded and he gently took your arm and pulled to him. "You're way too fucking pale." Subaru told you, and this time it wasn't anger that made his voice sharp. You leaned your head against his chest, first simply seeking to rest your head on something, but out of nowhere fatigue hit you hard and you crumpled against your lover.
Subaru cried out in alarm. He gripped your forearms and lifted you up. "Fuck! That damn mortal thing!" His fangs bared. He scooped you up. "Where are your fucking sweets? If Kanato ate them himself I'll fucking kill him!"
You barely registered Subaru gently putting you on a soft surface. You swayed and fell against a pillow, the sides of your vision turning completely black. You felt like you were dying. "No! No, you aren't." Subaru snarled, and you realized you had said that aloud.
Subaru gently lifted your head. "Stay with me, please." He slowly fed you something sweet and soft. He kissed the side of your head and stroked your hair. "You'll be okay. Just work with me." It took a while until your vision cleared. You groaned and he gently lowered you to lay completely on the bed. You blinked and leaned up, feeling better, but he pushed you back down and then stretched out on the bed. He gathered you close.
"I ain't losin' ya, ya hear? Not even some stupid mortal problem can take ya."
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The day i got a new uncle!! | Vox x Kid!Reader
Vox claiming that yes, kid!reader its totally his.
Warnings: HH violence-cursing- Kid!Reader bites Valentino - Everybody freaks out - Lucifer snaps - Charlie snaps - Alastor its all for the drama - Vox has a crush on Alastor - Protective!Alastor - Protective!Angel Dust - grammar mistakes
Note: its edited, now Kid!reader does bite Valentino
The hotel was for once quiet. Like, extremely quiet. Too quiet.
"as much as i hate seeing your face, is (Y/N) with you? They have their piano lesson today" Lucifer said towards Alastor who in return smiled to hide is now nervous self.
"I tought they were with you?" The demon said turning his head to the side then sending all his shadows to look for you.
Lucifer gave him his own nervous look and went to ask the others, his wings carring him in the halls.
"Charlie? CHARLIE? PLEASE TELL ME (Y/N) ITS THERE WITH YOU" Lucifer called from outside her daugther's room only for it to open with a very nervous Charlie.
"Dad, what do you mean? (Y/N) was supposed to be out with Angel Dust for today"
"And they havent returned...?" The king asked in a worried tone.
Before Charlie could respond Alastor appear in his hand was a beaten up lamb from Lucifer.
"My shadows found your spider friend on the side of the street, and they took this back with them" Alastor trow the lamb to Lucifer who looked at it asking where you were.
"They took them, the sinner tried to fight them off but could not..."
"its Angel hurt? And (Y/N)?" Charlie asked now getting desesperated.
"I knew he was weak" Alastor said in a low voice getting a pissed look from Charlie.
"Alastor, does your shadows know where the sinner is?" Alastor nodded in return "and you, can you tell me what they looked like?"
"A big insect and a tv" the lamb said. In reaponse Alastor voice turned into static taking the lamb by its collar.
"And you did something to prevent this?" Radio deals now in his eyes "you are a creation from the king of hell but left them take (Y/N)?"
"Alastor stop!" Charlie pleaded getting the lamb back.
"They did this to get back to me" Alastor said turning to leave "i must put them in their place"
"Wait a dam minute, it may be your fault"
"Dad..."
"But im (Y/N) father and i should have prevented this. So im going to settle these sinner down myself"
"Not if i get to them first" Alastor responded baci giving out a siniter smile.
"Im coming too, we need to check on Angel"
~β~β~β~β~
A few hours earlier
Angel, the lamb and you were outside doing some quick errands. You rarely got to go outside so this was an experience. Being with Angel (who you loved like a big brother) was a plus, specially when he could toss you up and get you with his four arms.
"Are you having fun?" Angel asked after stopping to get some ice cream
"Yes!! This is amazing, you are amazing, sugar its amazing" Angel could only laught at you, he was sure you were going to be running up and down the hotel later.
"Well, what do we have here? I thought you would be hiding with that princess now"
Angel froze slowly turning around, his face getting hit with red smoke, besides him a tv radio demon kept looking past him towards you.
"My, thats must be Alastor's kid"
(In some part of hell, Lucifer felt a change in the force).
"And just happened to fall right into our arms, be a good employee and give them to us Angel"
"Over my dead body"
"If thats what you want"
~β~β~β~β~β
The others found Angel all bloody but not dead with a note besides him. He was tied up and had cuts all over him.
"Im sorry, i tried to stop them. (Y/N) tried to help me but got electroshocked" Angel lamented his hands covering his eyes.
"Angel its not your fault, im sure you did the best you could to protect (Y/N)".
Angel smiled at Charlie's words, images of you biting his Boss arms and legs going to his mind. "(Y/N) has fire on them, they were biting Valentino's so much to even draw blood" Angel comments with a fond smile getting a creepy smile from Alastor who is just proud of you.
"If you want your kid back Alastor, meet me in the V's tower" Alastor read out loud getting everybodys attention.
"Thats a trap and wait a fucking minute" Lucifer took the note, he conjured some reading glasses (that he does not need) to read the bullshit he just hear.
"IM GOING TO KILL THESE SINNERS" A very demonic Lucifer said, flamed came from his mouth at the same time Charlie tried to calm him down.
"Dont worry dad, im sure (Y/N) and manage, we need to go to the V's first"
"WHY CAN NO ONE UNDERSTAND (Y/N) ITS MY KID!!"
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Turns out you did manage.
At first you opened your eyes seeing lots of lights from tvs, different sinners where showing on them. A small claw came out from your hand cutting your robes. As you were going to go outside a door opened and a demon with a ....tv as a head? Enter the room.
"Well, arent you sneaky" the tv said getting you up and inspecting you. The missmatched eye trying to get you under his influence but you just gave him a confused look.
"Did a tv fall over you to end like this?" You asked getting back an angry scowl from the demon.
"Oh im sure your father taught you that one, im right?" Vox asked moving himself to his chair getting acomodate with you on him.
"My dad does not like tvs, says its makes our brain go off"
"Yeah that sounds like him" Vox said thinking about Alastor, getting the most dreamy look on his face.
"You....you like my father?" You asked imagining Lucifer seeing this demon. If it was a demon that resembled a duck then it may have a chance but not this one.
"W-what?" Vox asked his face giving out an error signal "of coruse not, i dispise him, why do you think i kindapped you?
"....to have a chance to see him? But i believe this approach its a bit agressive"
"....kid, you have no sense of self preservation"
"...well you have no idea how love works!!"
"IM NOT IN LOVE WITH YOUR DAD!!"
"YOU KEEP SHOWING ERROR WHEN MENTIONING HIM"
Silence fell over both of you. Vox really needed to re think his life choices. You kept staring at him and it made him uncomfortable.
"But I support you, my Sis says love its love no matter your gender or lack of it"
"....thanks?" Does Alastor have another kid? Vox wondered then saw as you turned to face his monitors "are you stalking the streets?"
"What? No. Im just...collecting information" Vox simple said ignoring the sudden feeling of guilt.
"You have lots of monitors, and no one has a kid's show" you noted.
"There are not kid's show in hell"
"Of course, thats why this is hell. I got so angry when Barney was not here. It was said it was from the devil but Barney its not here"
Vox looked a bit confused at you then went to look for old record till he found a show, he sent the record to one monitor.
"BARNEY!!, thank you demon tv"
"Its Vox..."
"Thank you Vox!! Im sure my dad will love this, do you have ice cream?"
"...what flavor" Vox asked giving out to your big eyes.
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Turns out Vox and You bonded well over ice cream and Barney. You kept giving him hints on how to get with your dad and Vox took notes on his screen.
He later almost breaks when you started to run avoiding objects and staff that went in and out.
"You cant help if you are dead!!" Vox screamed getting a laught from you.
"VOX WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?"
Veelvet appeared in front of both of you, like a mother stopping the fun two siblings where having.
"Mmm, i dont follow?" Vox said taking you back to his arms.
"WHY ITS LUCIFER OUTSIDE OUR DOOR DEMANDING WE GIVE BACK HIS KID!!"
"Wait...this is not Lucifer's kid this is Alastor's...."
But he could not end talking when the doors busted open, a very pissed Lucifer, a demonic Alastor, an equal demonic Charlie and Angel with guns ready enter the room.
"YOU BETTER GIVE ME BACK MY KID YOU LOWLIFE SINNER" the disoriented voice from Lucifer caused Vox to tremble in fear.
"Wait!! This must be a missunderstanding, this is Alastor's kid"
Lucifer sent Vox flying to one of his monitors.
"(Y/N) ITS MY KID YOU STUPID TV FREAK"
For once Alastor liked what the king said, however he was quicker to catch up on what must likely happened.
"And i tought you watched every move i made old pald" Alastor said returning to his usual form to take you towards Charlie who hugged you and kissed your head.
"I- i have other things to do than look at-for- THAN YOU" Vox said error flashing.
"DAD HE LIKES YOU!!"
"What?"
"What?"
"Oh hell no"
"(Y/N) are you hurt anywhere? Did this sinner do something to you?" Lucifer asked with worry.
"No! We saw Barney together and ate ice cream, we were playing tag before you all crushed the door"
All of them turned to Vox who gave a small grind "Hey, im not that low to hurt a kid"
"I dont believe you sinner, you were given free will and ended here" Lucifer responded making Vox shiver.
"Dad!! Wait, he has Barney and can show ducks on his monitor"
"...ok and?"
"And you like ducks right?" You said louder looking at Vox to see if he got the hint, however Vox just blushed now realising that all this time you were talking about Lucifer and not Alastor.
Fuck my life.
"Alright, since you did not hurt (Y/N)...besides that shock you gave them earlier" Lucifer snapped his fingers getting the Power of the V's off. "I believe two weeks without your program, social media out of service and you wont be able to record....adult things its enough for a greedy soul as you and the other two"
"But Sir-"
"AND IF YOU EVER TRY TO DO THIS AGAIN IM TAKING YOU DOWN TO DO HORRIBLE THINGS TO YOU THAT I CANT SAY NOW BECAUSE MY KID IS HERE"
Vox nodded, getting a nod back from Lucifer who left with you on his arms.
"BYE NEW UNCLE!! TRY DUCKS"
Uncle? Nono, Alastor was your only uncle. He turned to Vox and broke off all his monitors.
"Dont even think on getting used to be called that, only I get called uncle from them"
After all of them left Vox fell down onto the floor.
Why does the king of hell look lowkey hot and why does a real treat from Alastor get him all funny inside?
#hazbin hotel x reader#alastor x reader#hazbin hotel x you#lucifer x reader#hazbin hotel lucifer x reader#vox x reader
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Λ౨ৠβqΛοΉjanitor a.i bot list update P.2
γ my janitor ai acc - @ Aresangell γ
γ my venus chub acc - @ Starangell γ
γ my cai acc - @ Angelstaar γ
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γ౨ৠβqΛγ Titan Lord Raiden - γ π πππ π£π’π© γ - reencounter
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How the JJK Characters react to your slutty costume
(Head Cannons/Drabbles)
Ft ~ Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Ryoumen Sukuna, Choso, Takuma Ino, Shiu Kong, Uraume, Yuki Tsukumo, Shoko Ieiri, Mahito
Synopsis ~ How the JJK Characters react to you in a slutty costume just before you're supposed to go to a party
Content Warning ~ 18+, dress up, roleplay. Idk adult stuff
Gojo ~
Angewomon (Digimon)
First Sight: His jaw would drop and he'd be speechless, which is rare for him. His hands would get sweaty as he opened and closed his mouth like a fish, baffled by the sight in front of him.
Go Party or Stay Home: Would BEG you to stay home, not because he didn't want people to see you dressed up but because he REALLY wants you back in the bedroom. You'll end up going
"I can't decide if i want to rip that costume off or savor every sweet second you're in it." Gojo spoke breathlessly. You quite literally took his breath away and left him stunned.
"Why not fuck me in the costume now and rip it off after the party?" You playfully swayed.
"Oh god I love you!" Gojo groaned before grabbing your hand to drag you back into the bedroom. You'd be late to the party and probably a little disheveled, but you'd make it. You'll also be leaving early
Geto ~
Demon
First Sight: Groans. Literally lets air escape his lips as blood rushes to his cock. It's instantaneous. He can't take his eyes off your ass
Go Party or Stay Home: You're going to the party. He's absolutely bringing you to parade you around and show you off
Geto grabbed your arm and pulled you into the small bathroom.
"Sugar bear." You laughed but tried to keep your voice down.
"Sorry Angel, or should i say devil?" Geto's lips were already on your neck. "I just can't wait until we get back home."
Nanami ~
Cheerleader
First Sight: Swallows hard and immediately feels like a little emo virgin again. You always made him a little nervous but dressed like that has him sweating bullets and stuttering
Go Party or Stay Home: You're going to the party to at least make an appearance but you will be leaving early
"You always say I'm your number one cheerleader, right?" You smirked, shaking your pom poms at Nanami.
"U-um yeah, you are darling. It's j-just. wow." Nanami mumbled out. It was rare he would trip on his words so you know you did good.
"Come on, we have a party to go to and you have a date with a cheerleader." You giggle before grabbing his hand
Toji ~
Sexy Cop
First Sight: Confused but very amused. Can't help but eye up the shiny handcuffs you're swinging around
Go Party or Stay Home: You barely make it out of the bedroom. No one saw you at the party and it was because you were busy all night
"Did I do something, officer?" Toji mused with a scarred smirk.
"I'm afraid so, and I'm going to have to take you in. All of you in." You purred, twirling the cuffs around. Toji just put his hands out for you to cuff before you dragged him back into the bedroom
Sukuna ~
Minx (Animal)
First Sight: Confused. Why were you an animal? But the second you told him you were a Minx, HIS minx, he was a goner
Go Party or Stay Home: Party? What party? You never even left the room
"Don't you get it? I'm a Minx. You know, like what you always call me?" You laughed and swung your tail around playfully.
"Ah my minx. If only you knew what you did to me." Sukuna's voice was low, eyes dark with want.
"Yeah? Why not show me?" You purred out before he tackled you with his entire bodyweight
Choso ~
Ghost Face
First Sight: He doesn't know why but he is absolutely turned on. Was it the mask? The tight outfit? Or the fact you watched the movie the night before?
Go Party or Stay Home: You go to the party but Choso is following and drooling over you the entire time
"Can we please go home now?" Choso pulled desperatly at your robe.
"Tell you what, why don't you go home and hide, and I'll find you. I'll give you a five minute head start." You whispered into his ear. He couldn't even muster words because he was already heading home
Ino ~
Sexy Nanami
First Sight: Confused. Ino's always a little slow on the uptake though. The spotted yellow tie didn't give it away. It wasn't the tan suit jacket that barely covered your chest or the blue, skin tight shorts. No, it was when you pulled out a replica of Nanami's weapon that it clicked for him.
Go Party or Stay Home: You go to the party, purposely wanting to fluster Ino. Ino was ready to die from embarrassment or maybe all his blood running to his dick when Nanami saw you
"Babe, his eyes almost blew out of his head." Ino whined, hiding his face in your neck.
"And you almost blew your load." You chuckle, stroking his hair
Shiu ~
Nascar Driver
First Sight: Amused. Your tight racing gear left little to the imagination, not that he needed to imagine it.
Go Party or Stay Home: You had no plans to go to the party in the first place and made sure to seduce Shiu so you didn't have to go
"Didn't think you were into racing, Doll." Shiu leaned back more in his chair, taking in the view that was you.
"Can't say I am, But i do know i want to take you for a drive." You licked your lip.
"That so? Then hop on and show me how your engine purrs."
Uraume ~
Viking
First Sight: Is stunned. Seeing you with a fur cape, braided hair and an axe left them in a quiet awe
Go Party or Stay Home: You were dragging them to a party because you wanted to show them off. You're prized Uraume that everyone needed to know was yours
"Can we go home now?" Uraume's voice came out meek and small.
"Why, want me to pillage you." You wink, their cheeks turning crimson.
"We should go home now." A smile tugged at their lips
Yuki ~
Bunny
First Sight: Is IMEDIATLY ready to take you. Has to stop herself from tackling you, not that you'd mind
Go Party or Stay Home: You aren't going to the party. Yuki never planned on going even if you did
"Are you my little Playboy Bunny?" Yuki bit her lip, taking in your skimpy outfit.
"I can be, want me to bounce on you until easter?" You winked and stuck out your tongue. That's all you had to say before Yuki was groaning and dragging you back into the bedroom
Shoko ~
Nurse/Doctor
First Sight: Can't stop smiling, mainly because you stole her clothes and tools for your costume
Go Party or Stay Home: You'll go to the party and pretend to be Shoko the entire time. She's more than happy to show you off and entertain you though
"Are you feeling okay?" You ask, looking at Shoko with consern.
"I'm fine, why?" She looked at you confused.
"Because you're looking really hot and like you need a check-up." You wink and blow her a kiss.
"You're so stupid." She laughed. "Let's go home so you can make sure I'm okay."
Mahito ~
Scarecrow
First Sight: Doesn't understand but is excited about your matching stitch marks
Go Party or Stay Home: You'll make him come to the party with you. You like teasing him and making him wait
"Why do you have those marks?" Mahito looked at the stitches you drew on, ones that matched his.
"They're for my costume, I'm a scarecrow, so we can match. Though I suppose you're closer to a puppet." You chuckle.
"What does that mean?" Mahito tilted his head.
"Don't worry about it Rabbit, lets go."
#jjk#jjk smut#kinktober#jujutsu kaisen smut#jujustu kaisen#jjk gojo#jjk geto#jjk nanami#jjk toji#jjk sukuna#jjk choso#jjk ino#jjk shiu#jjk uraume#jjk yuki#jjk shoko#jjk mahito#gojo x reader#geto x reader#nanami x reader#toji x reader#sukuna x reader#choso x reader#ino x reader#shiu x reader#uraume x reader#yuki x reader#shoko ieiri#mahito
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November is Diabetes Awareness Month A few years ago during his days in WWE, The Conglomeration's Kyle O'Reilly opened up about having diabetes. Here's what he said: "Iβve never been super candid or vocal about living with type 1 diabetes but since November is Diabetes awareness month I figured it was my responsibility to share some things that may help somebody else. This device on my arm is a continuous glucose monitor and it is basically my life line. I know how hard it can be living with diabetes. Injecting insulin or constantly stabbing your finger to test your blood at what always seems to be the prime inopportune moment. There are so many variables that make living with this disease difficult and every day is a struggle to maintain healthy blood sugars. Iβve been inspired recently byΒ Chris RudenΒ andΒ Kyle KondoffΒ two guys who are very comfortable in their skin and are very open about living with type 1 diabetes. Iβve been reminded that nobody has to travel this road on their own and having a support system is critical in diabetes management. Although there is no cure, medical technology continues to advance and having the EversenseCGM become a part of my life has really changed the game for me. I know how self conscious one can be with pump wires hanging out of your shirt or having to draw and inject insulin in the middle of a crowded restaurant, but thatβs life. And having this device makes me feel like a cyborg which is cool too. If you or somebody you know struggles with this disease youβve got someone cheering you on. If you care for a child with diabetes let them know they can achieve anything. Doctors told me a career in pro-wrestling would be impossible. Iβm an NXT tag-team champion now. This is a mental grind as much as it is a physical grind and take each day with a new perspective and chance to be better than you were yesterday." As well, from a different interview, if you're curious about how he manages things: "On days where Iβm on TV it seems like my insulin doesnβt really work. I think thatβs cortisol and stress doing its thing. As soon as Iβm done and I can settle back down it works again. Typically before matches I tend to run pretty high, but I think that beats the alternative of having a low. We all know what can happen there. So I have to be a little comfortable being high going into the ring. I might get a little more tired at the time, but I can manage that. As soon as I come back through the curtain, I take insulin."
#aew#throwback#diabetes awareness#kyle o'reilly#the conglomeration#interesting#today i learned#pro wrestling#inspration
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Am I too late for the gif prompts???
Tell me the 141 wouldn't love feeling the sting in their gums for days afterwards...
oh darling no! never too late! im just slow as hell. thanks for the ask and for being so patient with me.
it's so true though. they would love this bratty behavior. these lads love a challenge don't they? and when you don't just blindly roll over and show them your soft underbelly, when you've got some teeth... mm mm mmm.
Gaz's reaction is immediate. When you suck that full bottom lip of his into your teeth, applying just the right amount of pressure to ache, he pulls himself from you, his hand instinctively grabbing your jaw, those big brown eyes of his, once so kind and sweet, now are studying your face with a fiery frustration. All of his blood has rushed south, filling up his cock for you, eager to see if you like it as rough as he does.
Soap bites back. When you nip at his bottom lip, he has the audacity to laugh at you. He chases you with his hot mouth, the scruff of his unshaven beard scratching your skin, sinking his teeth into your soft flesh. And when you hiss from the pain? That's when he has to readjust himself in his jeans. Loves his woman reactive, vocal, and eager for a little pain with her pleasure.
Ghost is surprised. He'd been the gentleman all night. He held doors. There were even flowers involved. So, when you finally kissed him in his truck, stretching yourself over the console (before you were very unceremoniously dragged onto his lap), you got the same treatment. He was careful not to take it too far, keeping his hands at your waist, well-behaved, even though you could feel his excitement lengthening beneath your ass. So, when you decided to get a rise out of him, latching onto his mouth hard enough to taste a little blood? Well, love, you should've known all his sugar was just a ruse to hide his spice.
Price is fourteen steps ahead of you. You're pinned to something - a desk, a door, the wall, who knows! - and trying desperately to catch your breath. His tongue is silky warm invading your mouth, that beard bristling just enough to let you feel it on your cheek. His hands are everywhere at once. He's peeling off his clothes and your clothes, fondling you and himself, hungry like he hasn't had a pretty thing like you in his whole damn life. As you catch him in the midst of all of his fervor, pressing your teeth into his lip, he stops. His huge body melts into the pain that you give him, and his eyes open, dark and fully blown in the low light, earnestly allowing you to bite him as painfully as you like. He stares right into your soul as you let him go, taken aback by his intense gaze, wondering if you've gone too far, but he rubs his maw across the front of your teeth, tracing your lips with his own, whispering into your mouth, "Harder."
#the gift of gifs#ask game#thanks for the ask!#cali answers asks#slowly but she does answer them#call of duty fanfic#cod#call of duty#gaz smut#soap smut#ghost smut#price smut#141 headcanons#tf 141 x reader#cod 141#task force 141#tf 141#task force 141 x reader#141 x reader#tf141#kyle gaz garrick#johnny soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#captain john price
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