#julius stub

[thatotherrosewoodwriter]

JULIUS STUB.

✦ - fluff

❖ - angst

☼ - general (reader excluded)

☾ - suggestive

⛧ - crack

☁ - series

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 & 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

── 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴.

none yet

── 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴.

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── 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴.

none yet

── 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴.

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── 𝘢𝘳𝘵.

none yet

[creepypasta-meh-dudes]

To The Hellcrew

To Julius the Dressmaker: I hope you always have the right materials and your mind is always filled with ideas

To @killianlynchLynch: I hope you and Julius's love life is filled with possibility and that you'll drink "respect women juice"

To @seraphinashawShaw: I hope your makeup is always fresh and your boots are always shiny

To @seamuswrynn: I hope your camera lens's are always clean and that your angles are always correct.

To @cian-lynchLynch: I hope you finally get your dads approval and that you and Devlin's relationship stays strong as it is now.

To @devlindoherty: I hope your hangovers aren't as bad and that your eyebrows always keep a good shape.

To @sullivan-sweeney: I hope your wigs never tangle and that you always have good hair days

To @octaviandoherty: I hope your clients always pay well and that your piercings never get infected

To the creators of the hellcrew:

To @sanityshorror I hope your mind is always filled with ideas for new books and stories and that you're able to keep creating.

To @Scarfaxia: I hope you are able to find joy in each and everything you do and create.

To @gracilissart: I hope that you find fulfillment in life and that you'll always be proud of what you make and do.

Down here is what I wrote for Lucien.....🙄

To @lucienthepsychiatrist:.........I hope you are in an endless time loop of stubbing your toe. I hope that when you're brushing your teeth and brushing the back of your mouth, you gag so hard you feel the burning in the back of your throat. I hope that when you stand up, you stand up too quickly and your vision goes black for a couple seconds. I hope that when you go to buy protein powder, you accidentally buy a laxative and are stuck on the toilet for the next 3 hours. I hope that when you go to take out your garbage, the bag rips, and the garbage juice gets all over your pants leg. I hope that that your neighbors play loud and obnoxious music that keeps you up all night. I hope that your phone overheats every time you use it. I HOPE KILLIAN GETS RID OF YOU FOR GOOD.....and last but not least.....I hope that you'll be so overcome with regret for all of the things you did to Julius, that you will no longer be able to live with yourself.

[1800naveen]

"Why do you have to hate what the Acotar fandom does? It makes them happy!" It makes me happy and I love hating on this series.

Girl, I need to be serious. What do you mean "And y'all destroy me with this?" This isn't sad. I'm shedding no tears. Don't be unwell, get better because if you think this is sad, give yourself a good wack on the head. The only time I felt sad was when the suriel died but I didn't shed any tears.

And this is the caption: "Emotional damage: insurmountable" I looked it up and it says too great to overcome. To quote my boy, Julius Caesar: I came, I saw, I conquered. You'll get there and overcome it too.

It doesn't even sound that good. Ain't no Oscar or Emmy performance level. Whoever made this audio, stub your toe on a sharp corner.

It's good to start off my morning with being a hater, I'll be back some other time.

[the-dyke-of-handsomeness]

Things Julius ceaser and Frank Iero have in common:

I blame them for everything. stub my toe? IERO! Spilt my drink? CEASER!

Prolly some other things I can’t think of rn

[ra-horakhty-art]

«The Knock of horses hooves, is injuring my hearing! »

Said Nero the quotation from Iliad and stubbed himself with a knife on the 9th of June in 68.

There was a mutiny in Gallia. Senator Galba and his legions was moving to the Rome. Nero was going to go to Egypt to have ships and army. Then he recognised that Nimfidius Sabin and his part of Praetorian guard left him. Nero's satellites began to ignore his orders. When emperor was in Servilla's Gardens, he was informed that Tigellinus betrayed him to (we don't know exactly about him) Then caesar came back to his palace, there weren't any bodyguards. Nero went to sleep. He slept until midnight. After getting up, emperor saw there were only slaves in the palace, all his friends left him.

Freedman Faon offered him to hide in his villa, Nero agreed. Freedmen Epaphroditus, Phaon, Neophyte and Sporus stayed with him.

When they were riding horses, thunder was roaring. Escapers heard how soldiers shouted delighted phrases to Galba, when they went past their camp.

At the villa Nero got a letter from senate. Senators called him enemy of people. It meant, that Nero's way to executed would be whipping.

When Nero heard knocks of hooves, he killed himself with a dagger. Epaphroditus helped him. Nero was still alive, when soldiers came in. One of them tried to stop the emperor's blood and Nero said him "Is this your loyalty?!"

And died. He was 30. The last emperor from Julius–Claudius dynasty. The last, but not the worst.

Sporus

Nero

Neophyte and Epaphroditus

Phaon

[suizokukans]

stab him, i promise i’ll bail you out. // ( wavebreaker&julius. < also it's a lie. he won't bail him out. :| )

"Violence simply cannot be the first thing we resort too! No, no no!" Unfortunately for the sea beast, it was not that Julius didn't trust him (he did have a little hope in him), it was that he very much lived by a 'peace and love on planet Earth' mantra.

"Just because someone is mean to me, doesn't mean I have to such things, goodness gracious! If anything, the most I may manifest is that they stumble across a slight inconvenience for the day. Have you ever looked at someone and gone 'wow, I sure hope you stub your toe' or, 'may you get every red light'! That is as far as my cruelty will take me! Please, if you have suggestions for mild mild inconveniences, I'm all ears!"

[rightpastnowhere]

Other things in the au I forgot to mention:

Anna Ripley is Delilah's niece and lives with the briarwoods after she got kicked out of med school after patients at her training mysteriously kept dying and they couldn't get enough evidence to convict her.

She was basically a abusive older sister to Cassandra and used to put out her cigarettes on Cassandra's arms.

Vex gets the job after the briarwoods are defeated and Percy is able to influence the management of the suntree National Park to give their employees a better raise in exchange for one of the technology subsidiaries that his family owns updating their digital management systems free of charge.

Ripley was there when the briarwoods killed them. They had two of their personal security guards kill most of the family while Silas and Delilah tried to get information out of the parents and Julius about the family's connection to the god perler bead or however it's spelled.

The briarwoods and the guards were pretty Swift in their killings but Anna was batting around Percy and Cassandra like a cat with a mouse trying to prolong their pain for as long as possible.

Cassandra was sitting down with her back up against an oven in the kitchen when Silas tried to kick her in the face but she moved just in time and he ended up breaking his toe.

She then used this as a chance to escape with Percy but she was shot in the back as she was running off and Percy presumed her dead.

Silas then went home to clean up and then after a trip to the doctors with a excuse they showed up at the crime scene pretending to be concerned family friends who were about to come over for dinner.

hi hi !! sorry it took me SO long to respond to this, i'm very busy with school things

i don't have a lot of spoons to provide commentary BUT i love this!!! especially fond of the bit about sylas breaking his toe. as someone who just stubbed her toe pretty bad, Get Fucked Idiot lol

[alphareleasemedia]

Daily Drabble Project Mar 1-10

3/1/23 Squig ran through the woods with his hands in the air and screaming at the top of his lungs. He wasn't sure where he was going, but it was important that he get there as quickly and loudly as possible. Squig continued to run through the woods screaming and waving his arms until he tripped over a large root and fell flat on his face. Squig lay calmly and quietly in the dirt of the forest floor. He wasn't sure where he had been going, but he knew now that he had definitely arrived. Squig sighed contentedly into the dirt.

3/2/23 Zippy sluggishly fumbled for her keys. It was late, the heat of the day had given way to the chill of the night. A cool breeze bit at Zippy's hands and blew her hair in her face, further hindering her attempt to find her keys buried in her bag. Zippy paused her search a moment to take a breath. All she wanted to do was get inside her apartment and go to bed. Zippy reached up to brush her hair away from her face and was dismayed to discover that her keys had been in her hand the whole time.

3/3/23 Squeakers wiggled his little nose, his whiskers twitching in the air as he honed in on the scent of something potentially tasty. He peaked his head up to look around. His ears also swiveled searching for any hidden danger. Finding nothing Squeakers dared to dart forward across the room towards the scent he had picked up on. Squeakers followed his nose to the source of the smell that had caught his attention. It was better than he could have ever dreamed. A whole bowl full of little nuts and seeds. Almost as if it had been placed just for him.

3/4/23 Kyle stubbed his toe on the coffee table. Again. For the sixth time that day, actually. As he hopped on one foot and loudly cursed, Kyle knew one thing deep in his heart. The coffee table had to go. Its addition to the living room had seemed a good idea just that morning, but as the day had worn on it quickly became clear that Kyle just couldn't get used to it being there. And so, go it must. Removing it would be a chore, but Kyle was confident that with the right tools the coffee table's demise was ensured.

3/5/23 Leon sighed heavily. The last thing he wanted to do was eat this entire tuna fish sandwich, and yet here he was. Eating it. He might have tried just throwing the thing away but knowing his luck he'd get caught in the act and then he'd really be in trouble. No, the only thing for it was for him to eat the sandwich. The entire bland, soggy, fishy, mess. Leon sighed again and then took a bite. It was disgusting. Leon was prepared to give up the venture when Sara walked in. She smiled at him. He took another bite.

3/6/23 Turkey sniffed the glass suspiciously. Jella glared at him. He glared back. She raised her own glass and chugged the contents all while maintaining eye contact with him. Turkey rolled his eyes at her and took a sip of his drink. It tasted like ice water with a hint of lemon. He glanced down at the glass. It looked like ice water with a lemon wedge. But still... He sniffed again. Jella smacked his arm. He glared at her again and took another sip. Turkey did have to admit that Jella looked none the worse from her drink. But still...

3/7/23 Julius looked around his office. It was a modest space. No bigger than it needed to be with carefully selected impersonal decoration. Even the banner of his alma mater was little more than further credentials beside his diplomas. Proof of his ability to the job. It appeared to be the office of one who fully believed in separation of professional and personal. It was all a lie. The open folder on his desk was far from the pet project he had long pretended it was. Julius's pretense of professionalism had been stripped away. Now he only cared about saving Nina.

3/8/23 Pochi laughed carelessly as he buttered his toast. It was rude, he knew, but he couldn't help himself. In all fairness he was pretty sure that Jika was completely oblivious to him. She sat bleary eyed at the kitchen table with a deep-set frown filling her face. Her fair was piled up on top of her head in some sort of combination of rat's nest and 80's British punk. She hunched precariously over the table in danger of falling face first onto it at any moment. Pochi shook his head as he took a bite of his toast. Classic Jika.

3/9/23 Cheffon Piekly chittered through the glass at a bird that had landed on the tree outside the window. He watched entranced as the small, delectable creature flitted along its perch before flying off again. He had had his fill of birds in the short time that he had lived on the streets with his mistress, but since coming to their new home he had once again been confined to living indoors and watching the wonders of the world pass by from behind a windowpane. It was a hard life, but Cheffon Piekly did his best to put up with it.

3/10/23 Piko picked his nose and grinned. Fifi feigned an over exaggerated gag and turned away from him. Piko flicked his buggers into the weeds. Fifi shoved him out of the way as she stomped forward through the tall grass. Piko giggled as he followed after her. Fifi moved quickly but paused every now and again to give Piko a chance to catch up. As soon as he did however, she would set off again, giving him no time to rest himself, or to continue trying to annoy her. He suspected that was the point. So Piko started to sing loudly.

[royal-descent]

"A rather weak enchantment if it just wears off. Why not make it more magical materials? I am sure with a more amicable wood you could simply ask it to hold onto the enchanting for longer." Julius held out the crossbow back to the young man and eyed him with a little smile, so slight you might not even notice it.

"Forward of you. But I have a weakness for blue eyed boys. So sure you can come with me." Julius looked around at the dying sun filtering through the trees, reaching into his pocket he took out a stub of chalk, drawing a door on a tree. As he did it became a real door.

"Come on then. In the door before night falls. I may be able to charm monsters but not everything can be swayed by me."

“So you’re an emissary of sorts. That’s rather interesting.” That had dozens of questions buzzing in his head but it’d be rude to ask out of the blue. “It’s enchanted. Though it’ll go back to being a regular crossbow in a few hours, my magic is not especially strong.”

He raised his brow as he asked if he was lost. “I suppose I am.” His magic wouldn’t be able to guide him out of the woods. “In that case, is there somewhere I can stay until sunrise? You’re a guardian, right? Perhaps I can stay with you until then.”

[thatrosewoodwriter]

heeeyyyyyy

julius dating hcs gimme pls

𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐁 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃

☾ character/s: julius stub

☾ warnings: swearing, mild angst, much fluff, spoilers for princess ever after?? super soft julius ;v;

☾ notes: i’m not dead y’all! also, thank you for the request, i kinda went overboard with a long backstory to the relationship-

since you’d be part of leviathan, you’re probably childhood friends with him

he thought you were annoying at first 100%

avoided you at almost all costs because he just wanted to be sad and alone

his favourite place to mope ponder things was the pool

so when he came over to be sad, he paused at the entrance seeing you sitting by the edge of the pool with your legs dangling in the water

he considered just finding somewhere else, but then he heard a sniffle and he felt kinda bad for ditching-

after he awkwardly shuffled over and sat next to you, he asked what was wrong, in which you told him why you’re there

he definitely didn’t know what to tell you

the best he could do was stiffly rub your back as you cried

wasn’t what you wanted, but it was something

from there on out, you’d gotten closer as friends

let’s get this straight, ever since he talked to you by the poolside he was in love with you

he’d always been protective of you

so

you can imagine how he reacted when you got stabbed in the side by jamie

he was quite literally seeing red because of his busted eye

but now he saw red figuratively after hearing a shriek of pain come from you

after returning to the safe house and everyone had for the most part healed up, it was you who found him by the pool

sitting with him as he beat himself up over not being able to keep you safe and also getting injured himself, you returned his gesture all those years ago, except the awkwardness was gone

when he finished, you pulled him in and gave him a kiss to let him know he was fine and didn’t fuck up

which broke him

but also prompted you guys to start dating

NOW

julius is a really awkward boyfriend

at the start anyway

he eases into it eventually, but in the beginning, he’s hopeless

stumbles over words and goes red after any form of romantic affection

every anniversary of yours would be spent by the poolside just talking

and you’d always cook together

there had forever been a part of you that longed to be a normal person without all this partizan bullshit

so you often engaged in blander activities to even out the being part of an evil organisation bit

every morning, if he noticed you’d somehow escaped his arms, he’d shuffle closer to you and pull you against him again

and if either of you woke up before the other, you’d get each other your morning coffee or tea and drink them in bed together

he’s really fucking touch starved, so cuddles every night 

and he loves kissing, oh my god

he’s addicted

he also loves it when you kiss his scars

it makes the baby feel loved ;v;

and you’re under close watch when out on missions because no one touches his partner

though you often get teased for being couple-y around the safe house by other members

when jamie first came to the safe house, julius was mad

did not want you near him

and to be honest, you were also really cautious

jamie caught a glimpse of the scar on your side from the tompkins manor scuffle and apologised to you

so while you accepted it, both you and julius were still quite apprehensive

over time you grew to be friends with him, but you found you could never be around jamie without julius’ arm around you or hand holding yours

sometimes when he was jealous he’d pull you in for a kiss that lasted a couple seconds before shooting whoever was making him jealous a glare

at one point it became so frequent that you pulled him in by the belt and gave him a kiss

which broke him pt. 2

i personally believe that julius likes to caress your jaw when y’all kiss

the other hand is around your waist or holding your hand most of the time

the coloured lights in the pool illuminated your face as you stared into the clear water, swinging your legs gently through the water. it was over. leviathan, the organisation that defined your whole life and gave you a purpose, had disbanded.

memories were attached to the hexagonal tower you’d been living in for the past 10 years minimum, so you were reluctant to leave. your suitcases sat in your bedroom, completely empty. you’d meant to pack soon so you could start living a regular life, but now you weren’t sure you’d ever get one.

‘thought i’d find you here,’ julius said from the entrance. a soft smile played on his lips as he saw your figure bathed in the purple and blue pool lights. as you looked at him, his gaze brightened slightly, taking leisurely strides before pulling his socks off and rolling his pants up to his knees and sitting beside you. ‘what’s on your mind?’ he asked, placing a hand on your thigh and squeezing lightly.

taking a deep breath, you leaned your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes. ‘just what we’re gonna do now that leviathan is gone,’ you admitted.

‘yeah?’

‘my whole life revolved around this group, i don’t know who i am without it,’ you continued. ‘what do regular people even do?’

julius leaned his head on top of yours and followed the rhythm you had set by swinging your legs through the water. ‘i don’t know.’

‘i’m gonna miss this place...’

a silence filled the area as you sat beside each other in the dim light. most people found an almost all black room to be depressing, but you both found comfort in the darkness.

‘i will too,’ he said finally, pulling away from you to stare into your eyes. ‘but i know that i’m home whether we stay here or not, because i’ll be with you.’

smiling through misty eyes, you pulled him in by the back of the neck, pressing your lips to his gently. snaking his arm around your waist and grazing his fingers along your jaw, resting his index and middle fingers against your neck and smiling at your quickened pulse.

the sweet moment didn’t last much longer, as the water engulfed both of your bodies and the sound of a splash filled your ears. looking to the water, you saw the rest of leviathan in their swimwear and laughing amongst themselves.

‘sorry, we saw an opportunity and took it,’ jamie said through his smile.

‘the building is still ours, you know,’ phi explained.

‘pool party as celebration for our freedom?’ you and julius stared at the prince of maradova, then back to each other with wide grins.

‘fuck yeah!’

[thatotherrosewoodwriter]

MASTERLIST OF MASTERLISTS.

lottie pumpkin

ellie wolf

jamie volk

percy butter

binah fae

micky tompkins

lola tompkins

anastacia alcroft leblanc

saskia san martin

raphael wilcox

sayuri chiba

miko hanajima

wei li

rio santos

haruki hinamori

ingrid crow

julius stub

claude wolfson

ollie moreno

[baubunny]

THE IDES | S.REID/READER

genre: fluff, blurb

word count: 575

you hear your boyfriend before you see him, the tell-tale sounds of a minor crash and something being kicked, followed by muttered swears, making you look up from your laptop and in the direction of your apartment’s front door. he’s knocked your car keys off their place on the hook near the entrance. judging by the way he’s hopping on one foot while trying to keep the small box in his hand balanced, he’d stubbed a toe on the door or the wall while making his way inside.  

“babe!” spencer wheezes out, somehow managing to sound upbeat through his pain. the corners of your lips can’t help but quirk up of their own accords. he regains his footing, though not before kicking your door shut with the foot he’d previously had up in the air. your boyfriend raises the mystery box up in one hand as he bends down to pick your keys up, and once those are back in their rightful place, he finally, finally looks at you. 

“guess what?” he gives the item in his hold a little shake. as he unties one shoe, moves the box to the other hand, and then unties the other, you catch a glimpse of a clear covering of the top of it. it must be a pastry of some kind. 

“what’s the occasion?” you ask, puzzled. there’s no way you’ve forgotten an anniversary or anything, and it isn’t february 14th, may 4th, or either of your birthdays. pi day had been yesterday; you know this, because you’d brought home a blueberry pie yourself for the two of you to share after dinner. your brow furrows. 

wait. pi day was yesterday, so today is -

it hits you just as spencer sits down on the couch, right by your side, grin taking up his entire face. he places the box in front of you, and you can see a cake through the transparent film on top. a naked cake, because you’re not a frosting person and he knows it, with a cursive ‘happy ides of march’ intricately iced on top in a chocolate drizzle. 

you laugh, the sweetest sound spencer’s ever heard, and make sure the document you have open has all your changes saved before carefully shutting your computer. spencer’s nose scrunches up as you kiss his cheek, but it’s a happy scrunch. he pulls your legs over his lap with one hand while opening the cake box up with the other. there’s a little plastic knife there with it, so neither of you will have to get up for a while. 

“we should watch julius caesar,” you’re already turning the tv on as you speak, glad you’d convinced spencer to share a few subscriptions with you. “the 1950 film, of course.”

spencer turns to face you, nuzzling his nose into the space your jaw and neck meet. he presses his lips to your skin, dotting kisses up the side of your face before you move to finally get the kiss you crave. both of you can’t help but smile into each other’s mouths, and you can all but feel the stress of the day melt off of his shoulders as he pulls you even closer into his side. 

once he pulls away, he meets your half-lidded eyes with his own. this is where the two of you are meant to be. with you is where he’s always meant to be.

“sounds like the perfect night.”

[letsgostealthelouvre]

You’ve comb a long way, baby. 

This comb and the hippo ivory comb below that I posted weeks ago are so similar in shape and theme, if not in detail, that my Art History brain immediately went “I wonder if ancient Egyptians had some kind of pun about hair and antelopes”.

But also...these two combs are two thousand years apart. The same distance of time that separates us from Julius Caesar separates these two antelope combs -- one is from 3800-3500 BCE and one is from 1500-1425 BCE. 

I don’t know what it says about humanity but I think whatever it is, it must be something good. 

[Description: Top image, a wooden comb with most of its tines intact; instead of a handle, perched atop the comb is a kneeling antelope. Bottom image, an hippo ivory comb missing all but the stubs of its tines, topped by a handle carved in the shape of an antelope with damaged/missing front legs and a bowed head.]

[bowandcurtsey]

When the bulls turn into kids..

I stumbled across @folklorelise 's beautiful writing about the cadets from AOT turning into kids and calling Levi and y/n dad and mom.

You guys can read it HERE It was so beautiful and soo cute, my heart melted while reading it and I thought what would happen if it were the bulls? (*ฅ́˘ฅ̀*)

So here I am, writing about it after asking for permission, hehe! (I may or may not write more parts of this! )

EDIT: PART 2 | PART 3

Yami Sukehiro x f! reader

It's been a short 1 week mission for Yami and you, visiting the heart kingdom and discussing some joint training with the queen and her spirit guardians.

"We're finally home," Yami stretched his hands over his head. "God I miss our bed."

You laughed, "I miss the members, wondering how are they doing?"

"I just hope the base is in one piece.." Yami sighed

The two of you opened the door to the base, hand in hand, expecting a noisy welcome from the members as usual but you were faced with a bunch of babies and a flustered Julius and Marx.

"DADDY! MOMMY!" about a dozen kids ran to you and Yami's feet.

"The fuck is going on with so many babies in my base Julius?!" Yami shouted and some of the babies started whimpering.

"Shhhhh! Yami, don't scare them!" Marx shushed him and comforted them.

"Oh my god, is that Asta...? and isn't that Finral.. and.." your voice trailed off as Yami looked at you as if you were absurd but when he took a more detailed look at the kids again... his cigarette almost fell from his mouth and he stubbed it out, not wanting the second hand smoke to affect the kids.

"MOMMY MOMMY!!" Asta yelled at the top of his lungs, tugging at your pants.

Julius gave the two of you a sheepish grin. "Erm... I may have accidentally did something that I have no idea how to reverse... yet."

"You better turn them back to normal Julius or I swear the clover kingdom will not have a wizard king tomorrow." he narrowed his eyes at Julius.

"Daddy!!" Magna and Luck started climbing onto Yami, each at either of his thighs.

"So you see Yami, I found this little magic tool that stores time so I wanted to show it to you and have you experiment with me on it but I came here and you weren't around so..." The wizard king quickly explained to your raging man.

"So you tried it on my members?!" he yelled and this time you were the one that smacked your man after seeing the babies jump a little at his voice.

You picked up Grey who was frightened at all the commotion. "There there~" you cooed.

"No, there was an accident and somehow, combined with my time magic, the tool turned them all into kids.. I'm figuring this out but thank god you and y/n are back!!"

"NO." Yami looked at all of the child version of his members, "y/n and I can't take care of 14 kids?!"

"Anyway Yami," Marx added on, "They have no powers so they should be manageable" Marx picked up Henry and patted his hair.

"No. You guys started this mess, so don't expect me to clean up after your shit." Magna and Luck were at either of his biceps now.

"Well, if I take care of them, I won't be able to study and find a way to reverse it... " Julius shot Yami another sheepish grin, "Besides, once I figure this tool out and it becomes useful to help people in need, I'll reward the black bulls handsomely for participating in the help~"

Julius really knew which buttons to push on Yami. You raised your brows and smiled at Julius. Smart move Wizard king.

Julius shot a grin of triumph at you. Don't worry I know Yami.

"Fine." Yami relented. And you let out a snicker while Julius winked at you. "I'm giving you 2 weeks old man. Return them to normal or I'm pulling out all of mushroom head's hair."

"Soooooo." Yami looked at you and then to the 14 kids, they were about 3-5 years old, "looks like we've got our hands full y/n."

"Daddy daddy!!" Finral ran over, "Play with us!"

"I'm not your daddy." Yami growled at him.

"Yes you are!" Gordon tugged at his robe, "we love you daddy and mommy!"

"Just play along Yami.." you chided your boyfriend, "Don't hurt their feelings, they're just kids."

"I'll prepare all the dinners, so watch them a bit babe?"

"baby, you're leaving me with 14 kids alone?" He shot you a panic look, "I mean you might come back with just 10 left, just sayin."

You laughed and rolled your eyes at your man. "Okay, Nacht, Henry, Gordon, Grey, Vanessa~ Could you come help me in the kitchen please?"

The 5 of them happily ran up and followed you like little ducklings following their mother duck.

"Babe, you took all the easy ones!" Yami scowled at you

"Well, I can't have Magna and Luck climbing all around the kitchen, right baby?" You shrugged at him.

You had the 5 of them pass you stuff and set the table, they were older than the rest, about 5 years you guess, and they could manage simple instructions.

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Back at the common room, Magna, Lucky and Asta were chasing after Finral. Zora and Gauche were playing with some puzzle pieces from the entire box of baby stuffs that Julius delivered over not too long after he left.

Secre and Noelle tugged at his pants, asking to be carried.

"What? You two scared of the ruckus the 4 are making, huh." He carried them in one arm before coming to a realisation. "Wait.. 1,2,3.."

He counted the kids, "7..8.. hold up! Where's Charmy?!"

He started searching for her. He lifted up furnitures, flipped open cabinets and couldn't find her.

"BABE. I've already lost one!" he came into the kitchen and found you carrying Charmy in your arms while cooking. He heaved a sigh of relief.

"We kinda forgot this one LOVES food, I found her crawling into the kitchen so..." you laughed at him, "Babe, it's only been what? 10 minutes? and you already lost 1 kid."

"Baby, to be fair I'm already carrying 2 in 1 arm, I'm trying okay?"

Suddenly you heard crying from the common room.

"Geez." Yami rolled his eyes, "They really can't be alone for even 3 minutes and I have to live with this mess for 2 weeks?!"

The black bulls captain, or actually now black bulls dad, walked out of the kitchen, "Don't worry babe, imma handle this"

Finral had fallen down after being chased around by the 3 rascals. Asta felt bad and tried to pat his knees while Magna and Luck were laughing at Finral.

"Up you go." Yami pulled him to his two feet with one hand and pointed at Luck and Magna "You two. Stop laughing."

Luck and Magna stood still and pursed their lips.

"Come here, all of you." He led all of them to Zora and Gauche. "See? Play with toys, be quiet and sit still."

"Play with us Daddy!" Asta exclaimed and he handed Yami a car toy.

He sighed for the umpteenth time in the day, but sat down together with them, "Very well.."

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Dinner time was chaotic.

Zora, Gauche and Noelle were picky with what they ate and they refused to eat anything that looked or smelt weird.

"Ewwwww. What's this green thing? It looks like a flower." Gauche's face scrunched at the broccoli "Flowers are for girls mommy."

"No mom. I don't like mushrooms in my spaghetti..." Zora pouted at his food.

On the other hand, Charmy kept asking for more food. "Dada me wants more food!" she would wave her empty bowl in the air.

"Great. Gauche, Zora, give whatever you don't want to Charmy." Yami pointed at the 2 of them.

Luck, Magna and Asta were making a total mess, the food spilling everywhere, they were using their hands and got food all over their face.

"Luck, stop throwing food at Magna" Yami chided, "Asta use the SPOON not your hands."

Secre, Finral and Noelle had to be fed, or they refused to eat.

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"Babe, we need to wash them up." you looked at your man, clearly exhausted just from one afternoon and dinner.

"Do we have to?" he looked at you lazily from the floor, Gordon, Henry, Finral, Magna, Luck and Asta all on him at once, "I mean my wild beasts go about months without shower..."

"I'll take the girls first, and I'll come back to help you with the boys, but get started, we have 9 boys and only 5 girls." you instructed him, ignoring his question. "And don't let them fall babe, you have 6 climbing on you."

The girls were pretty easy going, Vanessa and Grey were about 5 so they didn't need much help, Secre and Noelle were just about 3 so they couldn't really shampoo properly but they would just stand there while you showered them. Charmy was a little squirmy, but when she got used to the warm waters and with the combo of her full belly, she started getting tired as well.

You got them dressed in little night pjs and put the girls in one room and opened up a box of dolls for them to play.

"Vanessa, Grey, could you help me watch over Charmy, Noelle and Secre for just a moment? Make sure they dont fall and hurt themselves?" You squatted down and spoke to the two girls at eye level.

"Yes mommy!!" Vanessa beamed at you, "I'll take care of all of them like mommy!"

"Ehh...." Grey's eyes widened at your request, "o-okay mommy, I'll try my best.."

You headed over to the boy's bath to help your boyfriend out. You opened the door and saw your man, his pants rolled up his calves but he was completely drenched.

The boys were running in the huge bath, splashing waters everywhere. All of them were somehow or rather covered in shampoo.

"Babe! I'm almost done with them," he picked Asta up and dipped him into the waters until he was neck deep and then pulled him out again. "There! all done."

You rolled your eyes at your man. "Honey, that's not clean!" You proceeded to take shampoo and scrubbed Asta. Come here Magna and Luck."

The two of them were still running about in the waters, not paying any attention to you.

Yami unleashed his menacing mana aura, making the whole room shake. Everyone paused what they were doing and looked at him.

"Oi. Listen to y/n. All of you. Stand in one line!"

They obeyed , to your surprise, as they stood in one line.

"Daddy," Zora looked at him with admiration, "that was so cool!"

You swear you saw a hint of blush creep up your man's cheeks.

You quickly shampooed all of them while Yami washed them up.

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"Let all of them sleep in 1 room baby, it'll be easier for us this way to check on them." You boyfriend decided. He was sitting on the floor, legs all sprawled out. Charmy was already sleeping on one of his thighs while Henry and Gordon clung onto him at his sides.

"Okay, Pick the room closest to ours then," You were still a little worried for them. Afterall it's 14 kids in one room, "so we could hear if anything happened."

"Mommy, " Secre asked to be carried and you scooped her up. "Can you read us a bedtime story?" she asked quietly.

"BEDTIME STORY!!" Asta shouted and clapped his hands.

"Okay," you relented, "but all of you have to go to your beds first"

Yami moved two beds together and the girls shared that bed. Then he put 2 boys in one bed

"I want to sleep on my own." Nacht said quietly. He's the quiet and easy going one throughout the day and you were really thankful for that.

"Okay, fine." Yami patted his head and prepared a bed for him as you started reading a random bedtime story to them.

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"Fuck babe. I'm getting old, I'm beyond exhausted. This is worst than going on missions or fighting devils or whatever." Yami plopped himself onto your shared bed. The two of you finally managed to have time to wash yourselves up after a week long mission and a long day.

You stroked his hair and gave him a kiss, "You did good baby, I'm proud of you~" You lay in his arms, eye lids heavy.

The two of you fell asleep in less than 5 minutes.

You woke up to something tugging at your blanket, you suddenly remembered about today's ordeal and quickly opened your eyes. It was Charmy.

"Hey.." you whispered, "What's wrong?"

"Toilet."

"Okay okay.." You quietly got out of bed, your man still soundly asleep.

You opened the door of your room and found Zora and Noelle at your door too.

"What's wrong kids? You guys need the toilet too?" They nodded their heads. Zora and Noelle had always been light sleepers.. They must have woken up when Charmy opened the room door.

You quickly peaked into the room and counted the kids, making sure no one was missing. You brought the 3 to the bathroom. Charmy had to poop so you sat down with Zora and Noelle in your laps and waited for her.

Back at your room, Magna and Finral climbed into bed with Yami. The captain stirred and he woke up, feeling 2 weights on him.

"What in the world.." Yami hated to be disturbed in his sleep, but there was tears in Finral's eyes, "What's up buddy?"

"Daddy I had a nightmare..." he clung onto Yami.

"Okay er. What are you doing here as well Magna? And where's y/n?!" he suddenly realised the other half of the bed was empty.

"Toilet." Magna said as you came back into the room with Charmy, Noelle and Zora.

"I saw the room door opened, what's wrong?" you whispered.

"Nightmare." he pointed at Finral, "Toilet." He pointed to Magna as he summarised everything for you. "you?"

"Same. Toilet." you looked at the 3. "Okay baby, I'll tuck the 4 of them back to bed and you bring Magna to the toilet.."

"I want to sleep here with mommy and daddy.." Finral whimpered, still teary eyed from his nightmare.

"Come here," you carried Finral from Yami, "Let's go and tuck the rest in first alright? And Magna needs the loo." You soothed his back and brought all of them back into their rooms.

Yami came back into your shared room and found Finral and Grey sleeping with you.

He showed his palm and mouth the word, "what is this?"

"Nightmares." you whispered.

Yami was too tired to argue, he just climbed into bed and slept, not looking forward to another hell long day tomorrow.

How are we surviving this 2 weeks? He questioned himself, cursing Julius and his stupid magic tools.

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BONUS: Headcanons of the bull kids!

Yami and y/n are really thankful that Nacht, Henry, Gordon, Gauche and Secre are easy going and quiet babies.

Nacht and Zora constantly wants to explore and find new things to play with. When they do that, Gordon, Charmy and Vanessa wants to follow them.

Charmy and Luck are constantly asking for snacks.

Luck, Magna and Asta seem to have never ending energy, much to Yami's dismay, he had to use his powers to keep up with them and ensuring their safety.

Finral, Grey and Secre are very sticky to you, they're constantly with you and if you're not around, they'll ask Yami to carry them.

Henry, Vanessa and Noelle love playing together and having 'tea parties' and tying each other's hair.

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Welllll~ What do y'all think?! I loved the idea of it so much, the baby bulls were in my mind all day hehe!!

I think I'll do a part 2 of this one with little scenarios that happen throughout the week! (◕ᴗ◕✿)

[writerofblocks]

Collar & Leash

[this entire short was inspired by an offhand comment by @eulerami so you have him to thank for this madness. Takes place mid-SR1. Bridget is a hellion so this is mildly NSFW.]

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Finding Troy within the church grounds was an easy task- he was a man of habit if nothing important needed his attention. If he wasn’t in the “office” he shared with Dex, he was talking with Julius. If he wasn’t talking with Julius, he was hanging around the pews to listen to the small talk between the Saints. And if he wasn’t there- which he wasn’t on this particular day- he was behind the church on a “smoke break”. 

Like he ever isn’t smoking, Bridget thought as she stepped out of the church into the cool, late-fall afternoon. Or ever really takes breaks. In the time she’d known him, she’d never seen Troy fully relaxed. Even “off the clock”, there was a current of tension in him- a tightness to his smile, a rigid set to his thin frame.

He was like that now, out of the wind in the shadow of the church. He puffed away at a stub of a cigarette, hands jammed into the pockets of his coat. His shoulders were rigid, posture upright. But as on guard as he seemed, she saw the way his gaze trailed off into the distance. Unfocused. Thinking. 

An opening.

A sly little smile crossed Bridget’s face. She slowed her pace to a crawl, careful to make as little sound as possible as she approached him. A little closer… closer… there. A foot away from him and he hadn’t noticed. “Having fun?”

Troy jolted, barely pulling his gun out of his pocket before a coughing fit overtook him. “Fuckin’- stop doin’ that-“ He yanked his cigarette from his mouth before hacking again, doubling over to rest his hands on his knees.

Bridget rocked back and forth on her heels, a wide smile filling her face as Troy continued to cough. “Gotta stop smokin’ so much, man. Your lung capacity’s crap.”

“Gonna give-“ Troy coughed one last time. “-give someone a heart attack one of these days, sneakin’ like you do.” He stowed his pistol, taking a deep breath before lifting his cigarette back to his lips. “Christ,” he muttered. “Need a bell collar on you or some shit.”

She could have let that comment go. She’d had her fun with him already, there was no need to drive the man further up the wall. But was she gonna pass up an opportunity for a stupid innuendo when she saw it? Not a chance. “Oh?” she replied, delicately arching an eyebrow. “Didn’t know you were into collars, Bradshaw. Kinky.”

Of all the shades of Frustrated Red she’d garnered from Troy over the past few months, this one had to be her favorite. A crimson flush ran up his skin in seconds as he coughed on his latest inhale, eyes wide. “I-wha-“ he babbled, before gathering himself. “That’s not what I meant!” 

Bridget could barely contain her glee as she held her hands up. “Hey, I’m not gonna judge if you are. Whatever floats your boat.”

“There’s nothing to judge,” he growled through gritted teeth, “because I’m not into that shit.”

She knew that sharp scowl. Troy’s patience had its limits- limits she was fast approaching. She’d be playing with fire if she continued to tease him- but something in her wanted to. She wanted to find the breaking point, figure out how far she could go. “How do you know?” she said, voice lowering as she stepped closer to him. “Ever tried it?”

Troy froze, then stepped backwards. It was brief- a moment of complete hesitation- but it was there. Interesting. “If I had, you’d be the last person I’d tell,” he grumbled, but his voice lacked the bite it had just moments before. His eyes darted back and forth, landing anywhere but her face. Very interesting.

She waited until she managed to catch his gaze, then stepped into his space again. This time he remained in place, eyes locked on hers. “I’d bet you’d like it, though,” Bridget purred, low and sultry. She coyly walked her fingers up the front of his jacket. “Putting a collar on me, that is.”

Troy’s eyes went wide, following the trail of her fingers as he struggled to form words. Was it the cold or her touch making him shiver under her fingertips? “I don’t really need to know your kinks either, Bridget,” he eventually got out, voice strangled.

Bridget laughed, light and airy. “Fair enough.” She finished the walk of her fingers by plucking Troy’s cigarette from his mouth, before stepping back and placing the cigarette to her lips. 

Whatever had Troy frozen melted away, leaving behind cheeks reddened only by the wind as he sighed. “If you wanted one, you could have just asked.”

“Well, yeah,” Bridget conceded as Troy pulled out a new cigarette from some pocket on his overcoat, along with his lighter. “But where’s the fun in that?”

“Is that what this is to you?” The flame from Troy’s lighter flickered, catching the trails of wind that curled into their safe space. “Fun?”

Bridget paused. What he said sounded neutral, but there was something… else. Something below the surface, moving where she couldn’t see. “I mean, it is,” she said slowly. “But it's also just… I don’t know.” She breathed out, the smoke of the stolen cigarette trailing off into the cold. “An excuse. To spend time with you. Make you laugh, or at least roll your eyes. Get some tension out.”

For a long moment, Troy didn’t say anything. Just when Bridget thought she’d messed it all up- whatever all of it was- Troy smiled slightly, and the strange feeling passed on. “You have a funny way of showing affection, Summers.”

Bridget let out a breath- though when she started holding it, she didn’t know. “I do,” she said, returning the smile. “But you like it.”

At least, I hope you do.

[bloededhoine]

do you ever think about how jesus got pimples and hitler stubbed his toe and queen elizabeth had a childhood crush and leonardo da vinci probably had the kind of cold where you can only breathe through one nostril and julius caesar ate hot food too fast and burned his mouth and that every person who ever lived was a human and before they did any great or terrible or memorable things they did all the most basic human things as well? and that maybe humanity is more common than we think, but that doesn't mean we are incapable of evil, because humanity is what we are and not what we do? because the potential to commit murder and the potential to buy flowers for a stranger can coexist and both are in every human but neither must be fulfilled, since our only destinies are inherently mundane?

because i think about it constantly.