#not like that but you know...the family tree is something

[stormz369]

☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 35.5 & Jason Todd Week Special! Day 5: Family + Jason is a Literature Nerd

A/N: this official mini-chapter is part of the event being run by @jasontoddweek2025 but life got in the way of posting yesterday, so ... here we are! This chapter was inspired by 👻 anon!

Jason Todd x (f)Chubby!Reader

written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, let me know if I missed anything worth tagging!

warnings/labels: family fluff

wc: 830

Chapter Selection

I was reading Jason's annotations in his Christmas present for me when Damian knocked on the door. “Do you remember those snotty women at the gala?”

I blinked a bit, chuckling softly; “hello to you too, kiddo. Yeah, I do. Why?”

“They were talking about Todd's scars. … Todd gets upset when people do that.”

“He does, yes?”

Damian looked around, as if double checking that Jason was out. “... I … might have something for that … it will require your input.”

I raised an eyebrow; “oh? Do tell.”

The boy set his backpack on the table, pulling out his sketchbook. He flipped through it, and after a moment's pause he passed it to me. I smiled softly, taking the book. The page he'd flipped to had a rough sketch of Jason's face and torso. A few of his more prominent scars were delicately traced out, and above them were drawings; tattoos.

His shoulders and the side of his neck had tribal inspired patterns in heavy black lines. Damian had designed the tattoo so it curled toward his jaw, making the J on his cheek look like an intentional part of the design. Some particularly aggressive burn scars on his forearm were transformed into a skin rip design with flames and dragon claws curled around the muscles. And finally, Damian had outlined an oak tree over his autopsy scar.

“This is so sweet, Damian! I think he'd love to see your designs.”

He shifted his weight between his feet, squirming a bit. “They're not done yet … the tree's not quite right yet … I was thinking of putting a robin in this branch, and a bat here, and maybe a sword plunged into the trunk, but I'm not sure what else to put in…”

“And you want my opinion?”

He nodded, smiling a bit; “... If you don't think it's too dumb?”

“It's not dumb at all!” I pulled him into a hug, running my fingers through his hair. “My sweet boy~”

A pink flush dusted his cheeks as he looked away shyly. “O- ok, Sister, that's enough.”

I released him, smiling softly. “Ok, sorry. Let's take a look at this… what does the sword represent exactly?”

We sat at the table, looking over the design. “The sword is for nobility and honor. … He's … he's like King Arthur; rising from the gutter to stand for something greater, and inspire greatness in others…”

I smiled softly, biting my lower lip a bit. “... I think he'd be incredibly moved if he knew you thought of him that way.”

Damian cleared his throat, looking away. “Tt. It's not a big deal…. I still feel like it's not complete though…”

“... Why are you doing this, kiddo?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, artists don't typically create for just anyone. Usually the people they create for are important to them… Yeah?”

“... Of course he's important to me … he's my brother.” Damian mumbled into his chest.

“Then maybe what the tree is missing is something to represent your relationship. … Expressing his love for you all doesn't come naturally to him, but I know you’re very important to him. You're like … constellations, guiding him through the darkest nights.”

Damian slowly grinned, pulling the sketch book toward himself as he began to draw. I smiled softly, ruffling his hair gently as I got up to grab him an after school snack. By the time I returned, the tree had nine stars sprinkled through the branches. The robin and bat were nestled amongst the leaves, and he was finalizing the lines on a medieval sword, plunged halfway into the trunk of the tree.

“It's beautiful, sweetheart.” I smiled softly. “You're so talented…”

“... Do you think Todd would like it?”

Before I could reply, I heard the sound of Jason's key in the lock. Damian clutched his sketchbook to his chest as Jay opened the door.

“Honey, I'm home~” he called out, grinning.

“Hi baby~ how was your day?” I leaned in as he kissed my cheek.

“It was good, … you two working on homework or something?”

Damian shifted a bit; “... ah … no, not exactly. … I have … it's not done …”

Slowly, he let the sketchbook slide onto the table. Jason leaned over him to look, blinking slowly. “... Is … is that me, demon brat?”

“It's just an idea … It’s dumb …” Damian scrambled to close the book, but Jason reached over him to stop him, looking over the designs carefully.

“... Can I … have this?”

Damian slowly nodded, ripping the page out to offer to him. “... It's really nothing, it's not even done …’’

Jason gingerly took the page. “... It's not nothing, Damian. … It's … it's really nice.”

Damian perked up ever so slightly; “... do … Do you like the stars? They’re us, the family … she said … we’re constellations? … Do you like it?”

Jason looked over the design again; “... I do. I like it a lot.”

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[preciousjoongie]

↯ MAKE HER TAP OUT ↯

↯ synopsis ⇝ jaehyun, your enemy, challenges you and sees how long you can hold off being edged.

↯ warning ⇝ smut, enemies to friends with benefits, college setting, edging, overstim, squirting (all f!receiving)

you were perch against a tree in the middle of campus, a large textbook laid out in your lap. your face was a picture of stress with the way your eyebrows furrowed and your nose was slightly scrunched.

"having trouble?" an annoyingly smooth voice rang out, pulling you out of your deep state of concentration. a shadow of a tall but sculpted figure was casted a shadow on your and your books. if this wasn't going to make you go insane, he would.

rolling your eyes, you looked up at home. jeong jaehyun. the most annoying person on campus. or should i say on earth. you two went to high school together but he never really acted like this. he was actually on the shier side, only have up to 3 friends. but now that he's gotten into college, he tries to act like he's been this way forever.

yes, people can change. but you didn't really expect it to be jaehyun. you excepted him to be a nicer and kinder person but this.. this was bullshit. you should've stuck with your gut feeling and just kept yourself trapped inside of your dorm room all day.

"i'm perfectly fine," your voice was monotoned and laced with annoyance; it made him chuckle. "why do you hate me so much, baby?" you weren't gonna lie and say that him calling you that didn't make you feel some type of way. regardless, you wasted no time to give a response, "maybe because you're an asshole."

you roughly closed your text book and picked up the rest of your supplies, stuffing it all in your bag. jaehyun looked around at the other people in the park, "you don't have to be so loud, you know? it was just a question." he looked back down at you. you got up, throwing your bag over your shoulder. "yeah, well, regardless of how i say it, you're still an asshole."

"maybe i'm not an asshole. maybe you just think i am." he said, trying to match your quick pace. "why are you following me?" you said, now walking down the empty and concrete path you take to get to your dorm.

completely ignoring your question, he brought up something that made you want to snap his body in half. "or maybe you're just mad that i won that scholarship and you didn't." you stopped in your tracks. he stopped just a couple feet behind you.

you turned around, "yes, that is why i'm angry. your family is rich that you could buy my entire bloodline. and that scholarship was the only i could afford to come here! this is one of the most prestigious schools in the world and i could've had a full ride if it wasn't for you. now my family is in life long debt and if i don't become successful then i'm done for." you threw my hands up and brought them back down, softly hitting your plush thighs.

he sighed, always feeling bad about stealing that from you. "now, please leave me alone so i can become successful and save my family." you turned back around and continued walking. but you came to a halt again as you heard jaehyun speak. turning back around, you saw him walk closer. "i'll pay it off. all of it." his hands in his pockets.

you wanted to tell him off and tell him that you didn't need his sympathy money. but in reality, you did. you needed all the money you could get. "only if you can do one thing." and there's the catch. part of you knew it was too good to be true. "uh-huh." you mumbled.

he stepped forward, hovering over you. "i wanna edge you, see how long you can. and if you last longer than my timer.. then, yeah, i'll pay it off. but if you tap out before then.. bye bye money." his voice was low and cold. you could tell he meant it.

your face shifted into disgust, shaking your head. "fuck you, jeong jaehyun." you said before walking off to your dorm room. he watched you walk. walked the way your hips swayed and the way your hair slightly bounced as you did. he knew if he were in front of you, he'd get to see your round tits bounce as well.

it's been hours since that interaction with jaehyun. you sat at your desk, working on your math when you got a call. it was your mom. "hi, sweetie," her sweet voice sounded. "hi, mom." a smile beamed across your face.

you heard a heavy sigh come through the speaker of the phone. uh oh. that's not good. "is everything ok?" you asked. "well, your father and i would lie to you and say it is but, it's not. honey, you're gonna have to come home after this semester. we can't keep taking out loans from the bank. we are so sorry." your moms voice was shaky and she was hesitant to speak.

you pursed your lips in order to try and hold back some of the tears that wanted to fall. you sniffled before speaking, "it's ok. i understand. t-thank you for telling me..?" you didn't know what else to say.

after your mom hung up and you wiped your tears, you remembered what that giant pervert said. how hard could it be to last a couple minutes being edged? you sighed, can't believe you were actually about to do this.

you quickly walked out the door, going down the single suites downstairs. this is what you could've had if jaehyun hadn't have stolen this from you. "hey, hey, do you know where jeong jaehyun stays by any chance?" you asked one of the boys on the hall.

"last door to your left." he said. you quickly thanked you, almost sprinting down the hallway. as you got there, his door was decorated with blue stickers. you rolled your eyes at how childish the stickers were. you took a deep breath before knocking, trying to not think about.knowing if you thought about it, you would've ended up back in your dorm room and packing.

about 10 seconds later, the door opened to a wait haired and shirtless jaehyun. he smiled. you huffed, pushing him into his room and closing the door. "look what the cat dragged in," he smirked with a cocky laugh.

"are we gonna do this or what?" you were impatient. not to be touched by jaehyun but to just live a life where you don't have to live in debt and where it's not eating you and your family alive.

"someone's eager." he ran a hand through his hair. you crossed your arms and your head fell back. he licked his lips looking at you before grabbing his phone. "c'mere." he gestured. you walked over to him, looking at a spiny wheel on his phone. each section had a different number from .30-5 hours. you tapped the middle to spin with furrowed eyebrows.

it stopped on two and jaehyun nodded with a smile. "i'm confused, what does this mean?" you looked up at him. "2 hours. that's how long you belong to me, doll."

"2 hours? what!? and what do you mean by "belong to you"!?" you exclaimed loudly. he threw his hands up, "you work for what you deserve." you huffed before inhaling, ready to finally tell him off but before you could do that he pick you up, throwing you over his shoulder as if you were a sack, "yeah, yeah. i've heard enough of you running your mouth today. how about we hear some of those pretty moans instead." he entered his bedroom, closing the door. setting you down on the bed, and standing in front of you, you started your shit again. he was so tired of it.

"oh, you are such a pervert." you bit back at him. he quickly shut you up by pushing you backwards on his bed. a small shriek rang through jaehyun's ears after action. you sat up on your elbows. "i'm gonna take these off, okay?" his voice was softer, changing the whole mood from tense to calm. you nodded, not even hesitating. you laid back down fully, not even wanting to watch.

jaehyun slid down your shorts and your underwear in one swift motion. you felt so bare, your face heating up and your eyes widening. it went silent after the clothes hit the ground. sitting up, you saw jaehyun staring at your pussy in awe. he bit his lip before looking up at you with a smirk. "you're so wet, baby." he cooed before taking two fingers and running them through your folds. you hissed, your reaction making jaehyun's dick grow harder.

"i can't believe i have finally have you to myself." finally..? your face had confusion written all over it but since jaehyun had already started the timer, you didn't wanna annoy him anymore. he would've probably been an asshole again and add more time if you did.

"ready?" he asked, teasing your tight hole with two fingers. "yes," you squeaked out. he immediately, but slowly, stuck his fingers into your leaking cunt. a stunted groan echoed in the room. he curled his fingers, while quickly pumping them in and out of you. you furrowed your eyebrows and opened your mouth to moan but nothing came out for a second. that was until his long fingers brushed that sensitive spot in your pussy. you moaned loudly, now letting them flow out. his cold rings pressed against your clit, making you shudder but also bringing you closers as they gentle rubbed against it.

"j-jaehyun," you cried out. the sound of your wet pussy being finger fucked echoed throughout the room. "fuck!" you shrieked as you felt yourself about to cum. he saw the way your legs started to close are his arm and how your pussy did the same around his fingers.

he couldn't have that. he wouldn't. he quickly pulled them out before you could cum. a small whine left your lips. you tried to rely on rubbing your thighs together to get off. "good girl. good job letting me know how your gorgeous body works." he stroked the inside your thigh, trying to calm you down a bit before he got back at it. maybe he's not much of an asshole as you though.. still sj assume though.

you didn't hear when he dropped to his knees. all you could focus on the small twitches of your walls and you involuntarily clench around nothing. that was until you noticed warm air blowing on your pussy. before you could even lift your head an inch, a long stripe was licked up your pussy. jaehyun's tongue was flat. his hands gripped your thighs to stop you from moving your legs.

"ah, shit." you whimpered. you pulled up your shirt, and started to softly pinch your nipples. you were doing even more damage to yourself but you couldn't help it. you moaned as receiving pleasure from two different parts of your body. sure, you've played with your pussy and nipples at the same time but having someone eat you like this while you pinch your sensitive buds made it feel so much better.

you hand reached down to grab his hair. he was slurping up your juices so loud, like he was trying to quench his thirst. he shook his head into you cunt softly. you couldn't stop the lewd noises that came from your pussy and your mouth.

jaehyun was so into it. he couldn't care less if you came right now or not. he wanted to taste your cum so bad. but he knew to not let you go this easily. he wanted to work you up and break you back down over and over and over again until your body was shaking underneath him. until your body was like jello. he wanted to see you shattered. he wanted to make you tap out just to get him to stop.

he groaned into your pussy at how good you taste, "holy, fuck." he pulled away from your puffy pussy to mutter. your pussy was so wet and sticky since was covered in your juices and his spit. all thanks to him.

he drove right back in, not wanting to pull away from it again. his tongue fucked into you so deeply and when he softly nibbled or sucked on your clit, it drove you up the wall. "ah, fuck. jaehyun.." yoh legs started to close again making him pull back. you let out a groan, your high slowly faded away again.

that's how it was for next hour and a half. he would do anything and everything to push you close to the edge and pull you right back. he fingers you multiple times, sucked your tits and even used a vibrator he bought an hour before you even showed up, just knowing you were coming.

you body was shaking as jaehyun was back at eating you out. your body shook with every slurp, feeling his now warm rings at the rim of your hole. "jaehyun.. i cant do it anymore. it's too much for me," he staggered out. tears were flowing out of your eyes from some many rejects.

"come on, baby. i know you can do it." he tried to encourage you but it wasn't enough. your legs were too weak to tighten around his head. your hand left his hair to hold on to the covers that were soaked at the end from all your juices. but they're about to be soaked even more.

your core started to tighten but in a different way. it felt like you were gonna piss on yourself. "jaehyun.." you squeaked out which he hummed to. "jaehyun!" that's when hit the bed three times, tapping out. it was kinda of too late since the moment you tapped out, you squirted. it covered the bottoms of your thighs, the bed, and on jaehyun's chest and the bottom of his face and neck. you could hear the faint sound of your arousal dripping on the floor.

jaehyun licked his lips before smiling. embarrassment flooded your body as you thought you just pissed on him. "you just fucking squirted." he sounded amazed. which he was. he'd never made a girl squirt before. and him doing this, this was like an accomplishment. he chuckled a bit.

when you found out you just squirted, you felt relieved. but suddenly, you felt dread. you basically came before the timer. you wanted to sit up and say something but your body wouldn't allow you. jaehyun stood up and looked at your body. "oh, you look so beautiful, baby." he rubbed your thigh.

"look at this mess you made." he said gesturing towards his body. his abs were covered in your juices. you held back the whimper in your throat. even though your body felt like you couldn't even look around just using your eyes, you wanted to fuck jaehyun. you don't care if you have to tap out in the first second.. you wanted to feel him inside of you.

"fuck me." you whispered quietly. jaehyun didn't let you see the shock that went through his body. he thought you'd had enough and to be honest, he was going to let you rest for the rest of the week. knowing damn well you need it.

jaehyun's shorts weren't on for much longer. his cock was now stuffed deep inside of your swollen and abused cunt. you let out a strangled moan as his hips rubbed against your pussy clit. your hands wrapped around his neck. he moved quite slow at first until you asked him to go faster. he waited for you to say that. his hips snaps forward, his abs contracting with each thrust.

by the end of the night, or early morning, you were burned out. completely. jaehyun had to help you bathe and get back into your clothes. he laid you on the couch while he changed the soaking bedsheets. he brought you back into bed, laying next to you.

"don't worry. i was going to pay it regardless. and i know i'm a big pervert. but i'm a big pervert with a crush on you." he whispered as you had finally fell asleep, playing with your hair.

divider credits: @adornedwithlight

[vroombeams]

hi kee dear! would die for some 17 w sargebon??

from this prompt list - 17. tending to a wound

"Just an awful bother, isn't it? Can't take a step in your damned woods without walking into a trap or a wild animal or—or some band of roving—I don't know—brigands."

Logan nods along, because Alex doesn't seem like he's going to be done with his raving any time soon, and Logan doesn't have the lung power to join in. It is a bother. Supremely irritating to have to clear out his own family's land of thieves and bandits when all he was meant to do was trek—leisurely, mind—to the nearest hamlet down the highroad, make an appearance, and then ride back.

A ruse, really. An excuse to spend time with Alex, send him off on a longer journey to the neighbouring province, where he'll be staying for a long, long time. Maybe forever.

Just a visit, Logan's had to keep reminding himself. Alex isn't a knight sworn to his father, his family, or to Logan himself. Just visiting. Borrowed at best.

"—and another thing, now—hey. Logan?"

Logan nearly trips over a gnarled root, glancing up. Alex is a good ten paces ahead, unmoving, staring back at Logan with a strange look on his face. Annoyance, maybe, that Logan's not kept up with him? It's not technically Logan's fault that he's not in shape like Alex is. He's the son-of-a-lord, not a knight. Not practicing with a sword every day. That's not what he's destined for.

"Sorry," Logan tries to say, but it comes out wheezy and thin. They've been jogging for the better part of an hour, putting distance between themselves and the group of thieves who'd attacked them on the road. Logan's exhausted. The adrenaline is starting to wear off. It makes sense, that he'd be falling behind.

The pain catches him off guard.

When he glances down, finally, the rich blue of his coat has turned a richer, darker shade, and the fabric is sliced neatly open along his side. Completely ruined. His mother will be horrified.

He stutters to a halt and peels back the coat. Everything underneath it is stained a deep, dark red—the crisp white linen of his undershirt blooming with blood. He moves to pull the shirt back, too, and then winces away. The fabric is caught in the tacky ooze of a wound just below his ribs.

"Ah, fuck," Alex says. Logan passes out.

—

When Logan wakes, it's night.

The forest isn't quiet. A buzz of insects and hooting, the soft crackle of wood burning. The sky is a dark, star-speckled blanket peeking through the tree cover. It’s beautiful out here, Logan thinks. He hasn’t slept outside since he was small, camping with his brother out in the edges of the wood, still in sight of his family’s keep.

He doesn't lift his head. He's quite comfortable, actually, draped in a cloak, pillowed on something warm and solid. Even the ground underneath him is soft with moss. It would be so easy to fall back asleep, turning his cheek into the firm heat under him which—

He’s abruptly embarrassed to discover is Alex's thigh.

“Oh,” says Logan.

Alex himself quirks an eyebrow down at him.

"Had your head on one of my spare coats," he says. "But you were thrashing around like a trout. Didn't want you to open your wound back up."

Right. The wound.

"Am I dying?" Logan asks dumbly. He feels a bit lightheaded, too pleasantly warm and cozy considering he'd just been bleeding a moment ago. Or—how long have they been here? The sun was still up, angling down in the west.

Alex snorts. "No," he says. "No, I'm not getting rid of you that easy."

Logan feels himself flush, hot in the face. Alex sounds faux-forlorn in a way that should be far too fond. Too familiar, Logan's father would say, improper for a knight to be so at ease with a lord's son no matter who the knight's sworn to.

"Well," Logan says. "That's good."

Alex splays a big, warm hand over Logan's forehead, gives him a little shake. Logan's ears burn.

"I wrapped you up as best as I could," Alex goes on, conversational, and then reaches across with his other hand to smooth out Logan's—the spare one, fresh, Alex changed his clothes for him—over a layer of cloth bandages. "The cut wasn't all that deep. You just need some rest."

Logan's eyes flutter shut—he is tired, sure. But he feels so indulged-in, so taken care of in ways he's not used to. Ways he wants but hasn't ever had.

"Thanks," he mumbles. He turns his head, nose brushing the fabric of Alex's shirt and then the softness of his belly underneath. Alex's hand moves with him. Along to the back of his head, winding into his hair and giving it a gentle tug.

"My pleasure, your lordship," Alex says. Logan can hear him grinning. He doesn't really have a choice to do much but grin back.

[supernatural-hunter1]

“Hunter On The Crew” Part 1.

Summary: Saving people, hunting things, Family Business! Right?.... WRONG! You some how ended up on the thousand sunny, and meet a stranger pirate wearing a straw hat and joined his crew, But little did they know you are actually a hunter who hunts down the supernatural.

Strawhats will female reader, Fluff story🥰

Might turn this into a series?😅

It was a perfect sunny day no clowds in sight and the ocean water was calm. Luffy Usopp and Chopper We’re sitting on the railing on the side of the ship fishing as always, Zoro was doing his usual training routines in the crow’s nest, Nami is relaxing on a chair sitting under an umbrella to block out the sun while Robin was sitting next to her reading a book, and Brook was playing a calming tune on his violin sitting on the swing under the tree on the deck, and Jinbe is staring the ship. Sanji comes out of the kitchen with a tray and walk over to approach Nami and Robin.

“Here you go ladies.” He said, as he handed them their drink. “Thank you Sanji.” Robin said with light smile, Sanji goes all heart-eyes and goofy smiling. “Anything for you my darlings.” He goshed, before giving them a slight bow and rushing back to the kitchen. just then Nami noticed a slight change in the air? Even Brook senses a similar feeling and immediately stopped playing his music?

Suddenly something falls beside him on the grassy deck, and Brook jumps back with a frightened shriek which now got everyone’s attention, and everyone rushes over to get it out? “What’s going on up here, I heard Brook scream and came up to see what was wrong?” Franky said as he emerged out of his workshop.

“Whoa, what is that?” Luffy asked? Looking down he sees a black rounded duffel bag with silver handles as he picks it up off the ground, “Be careful we don’t what kind of dangerous things might be in that bag?” Usopp says nervously? Robin walks over and takes a closer look and noticed something, “look it even has a strange symbol on it?” She said. Pointing at the symbol of a sun with a star in the center of it, “I’ve never seen anything like that and it fell from the sky?” She added as she looked up?

Just then something else entirely catches their eyes, Usopp pulls out a telescope to see what it is? and to his surprise and horror it was you falling out of the sky he shouts to the others to warn them, "THERE IS SOMEONE FALLING FROM THE SKY!?" He shouted as he pointed to your direction.

Unfortunately, the worst was yet to come as a giant sea king jumped up from the water with its mouth wide open, luckily Sanji used his skywalked ability and caught you before you became a sea king snack. He glanced down at you his eyes widened he saw you were covered from head to toe with injuries and blood, and pieces of your clothing were torn up, he quickly rushed back to the ship.

A few hours go by, and you slowly start to wake up in the infirmary on the ship you groan, a little in pain, ask you slowly set up. "ow, man, what happened?" You muttered. "Oh hey glad you're finally awake." A voice said, do you turn your head to see a guy wearing a straw hat? "How are you feeling? Be careful not to move too much." Another voice said you looked over. And saw a reindeer wearing a blue helmet with an 'x' on the center of it.

"I feel a little bit sore in some places, but I think I'll be all right." You said as he looked down, add your bandages. "Thank you, um..." You for a second. "My name is Chopper I'm the ship's doctor." He introduced himself, " thank you doctor Chopper my name is Y/n." You look over. To the man on the other side of the room, "i'm sorry. I didn't quite get your name either?" You asked?

"The names Luffy the captain of the ship, and I'm going to be the future king of the pirates." He said, you let out a sigh of freelief "nice to meet you Luffy." You smiled, he then start asking you questions and you answered telling him everything that you could remember, at 1 minute, you shy away for a second. And asked him if he was looking for new members to join his crew and offered to join?

Luffy nodded with a big smile on his face after a few minute. He and chopper took you out of the infirmarie and onto the deck where everyone was waiting. "Everyone, great news, we have a new crew member!" He announced. You walk out of the infirmarie with a blanket wrapped around you. Like a cloak protecting you from the cold air. "Everybody meet Y/n." He said, you nervously smiled and waved.

"Hi." You've said nervously, Robin was the first to greet you then Usopp and Nami also introduced themselves after, Robin then handed you your bag. You thanked her happily. And she pointed you to the restroom to change out if you're torn clothes, you left for a while and changed into new clothes then once you were done you made your way to the kitchen.

You slowly opened the door and poked your head through the door, Sanji was the first to notice "Well would you look who it is, come in and get something to eat." He said, as he hand out a plate of food, you walk in closing the door behind you before walking over to him.

"It smells really good, then again? I haven't eaten anything in 3 days, so anything would be pretty good right about now, thanks." You said, as you gently take the plate.

After getting your meal and sitting down in a chair between jinbai and Robin then you all started talked and laughing, "Hey Y/n speaking of which there's something I've been meaning to ask you?" Robin asked, "sure thing what is it?" You said, "there was a strange symbol on your duffel bag, that I have never seen before mind I ask what that means?" She asked, and you nodded.

"It's called an anti possession mark, it's what the hunters wear to protect ourselves from being possessed, See." You answered,

You pull-down the front of your shirt showing them a tattoo on the side of your chest, it's a sun with a star on the center of it, Luffy's eyes sparkled with awe "THAT IS SO COOL!" He said excitedly, Usopp scratches the back of his head in confusion."What did you mean by 'hunters' and 'protecting yourselves' from what exactly?" He asked? "Do you know much about werewolfs and vampires?" You said, and he and everyone else in the room nodded, "well, where I'm from, we are known for hunting down creatures of the supernatural, like werewolves and ghouls, and all that at." you added.

You explained to luffy and his crew more about it, you even told them a little bit about your childhood and growing up learning about creatures of the supernatural and learned about their weaknesses and strength. Sometime after dinner, you offered to help Sanji out with washing the dishes but also for the chance to get to know your new crewmate more too.

"Here, let me help you out with those?" You said, walking to the sink to clean your dish. Sanji swore that he could feel his heart skip a beat when you offered so sweetly, he shook his head and gave you a light smile. "No, it's alright y/n i can handle it from here, I appreciate the offer those but maybe next time." He said, he gently takes your dish and placed it in the sink. You nodded at his word Nami walked over and she dragged you out of the kitchen to show you around the ship.

Later in the night, you decided you wanted to sleep on the floor in a small corner of the girls' room with the pillow and a blanket, as everyone was asleep you lied there, awake looking up at the ceiling, thinking to yourself maybe things wouldn't be so bad here after all? Before closing your eyes and start to drift off to sleep.

( I hope you guys like the story i think I might turn this into a series? I know my writing is not as good but I am trying my best😅)

[sabi0229]

DARIUS HEAD CANNONS PART 2:

He sleep talks and sleep walks

Once he sleep walked into Kenji's room and Kenji not knowing what to do got Brand and by the time they got back Darius took Kenji's mattress ( trust me when I say he would do this if he was awake too) so guess who slept on the floor that night.

Yas teaches him to draw

Him and Sammy had their own YouTube channel for a while and they would giggle non stop

If Kenji or Ben is not around Darius will just follow Yas like a duckling and stick to her side until it's night

Darius is sometimes found sleeping with Yas or Ben mostly during stormy nights on Nublar (not Kenji because he snores)

Only chews gum when he has a nervous breakdown

Doesn't like gum that much that why he's only has some for a certain reason

When he gets a snow cone he'll put whip cream on it

On a hear me out cake he put down a dinosaur just to bug everyone on purpose ( he wouldn't actually want a dino guys....or would he?....Nah)

fave soda is cola, more specifically Cherry cola

Takes Ben's lollipops

in chaos theory he becomes allergic to strawberries

Will never eat lettuce for a year after their boat trip to Africa

Slaps ben and Kenji on the back of the head whenever they do something stupid

has lots of scars on his back because he hit many trees and was dragged around a lot and I mean a lot

Our baby is bisexual ( you can't prove me wrong guys he has that look)

Favorite holiday Halloween and Christmas

Least favorite Christmas thing to do is the shopping cuz he has no idea what to get anyone

Least favorite soda is ginger ale he's not a big fan of Ginger at all

Least favorite color is gray brown and gray

during high School people kept coming up to him asking questions about Nublar and that's when he decided he wanted to drop at immediately but his mom wouldn't let him

Does not like doing homework

Does not play as many games anymore when he got back from Nublar

Watches Arcane

Him and Sammy would make slime

Still had nightmares after Nublar

In CT he doesn't get nightmares anymore instead he sometimes hallucinates

Drank underaged a few times ( .....in CT not while he was 13 he's too smart for that)

After Brooklyn's death he doesn't eat a lot anymore also hallucinated Brooklyn

Loves blue raspberry ( I want some now crap)

Listens to Britney Spears and Ayesha Erotica

Has a dog while Kenji got a cat and not to anyone's surprise their pets fight exactly like them ( great parental example guys)

Loves warm and fluffy Blankets but doesn't like to sleep with them because he gets too warm.

When he first saw the dino from the last ep in season 5 of cc he definitely went to tell his family and they all went outside to see and kenji just got daja vu

Bookworm

Has a garden full of his favorite flowers

Can actually cook amazing burgers and that's the only thing he makes edible

Can write with both hands

Hates loud noises. It triggers him :(

Has social anxiety

Can ride a motorcycle ( we all know who taught him)

Visited Brandon and his mom every 2 months before the accident

Sometimes when he hallucinates it's gets super bad that he'll accidentally destroy stuff

Gets into fights

has anger issues

Had a TikTok addiction

Loves the beach

[cece693]

Can you make a ftm reader and Micheal Myers where Micheal breaks in and there's a fight but then BOOM smut

Silent Pursuit

pairing: michael myers x gender neutral reader tags: no smut today (apologies), but the lead up is there, michael is his silent and murderous self, can't help that you find him hot, if you want smut then perhaps I can make a part 2

The wind howled through the trees outside your home as you sat in the dim light of your bedroom. Something had been gnawing at you for days, an unshakable feeling of being watched. You weren’t paranoid by nature, but this was different. Every time you stepped outside, you felt the weight of eyes on you. You’d catch fleeting glimpses of movement in the shadows, but whenever you turned to confront it, there was nothing.

Tonight, though, the feeling was worse. It was suffocating. You locked your bedroom door out of instinct, the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end. As you glanced toward the window, the faint outline of a figure—tall and motionless—stood just beyond the glass.

Your blood turned cold.

It was him.

The rumors in town had whispered of a masked killer who left behind only carnage. You’d shrugged it off like everyone else, but now, as those hollow, lifeless eyes bore into yours through the mask, you realized the truth: Michael Myers wasn’t a myth.

You grabbed your phone, hands trembling as you tried to dial for help. But before you could press the call button, a crash echoed through the house. The sound of shattering glass and heavy footsteps reached your ears. He was inside.

Your family—your parents, your younger siblings—were still downstairs. You froze, heart hammering as screams erupted, then were suddenly silenced. The thud of bodies hitting the floor followed, each one like a nail driven into your chest. Tears blurred your vision as you backed away from the door, knowing there was no time to mourn, no time to think. There was only survival.

The footsteps were getting closer.

You unlocked the window, threw it open, and climbed out onto the roof. The cold air bit at your skin, but adrenaline kept you moving. You didn’t look back as you lowered yourself down to the ground, your legs barely catching you before you bolted toward the woods.

The darkness enveloped you, the trees casting twisted shadows under the pale moonlight. You could hear him behind you, each crunch of leaves and snap of twigs louder than the last. He wasn’t running, but he didn’t need to. Michael Myers never rushed; his relentlessness was enough to wear anyone down. You ducked under branches, your breaths ragged as you fought to stay ahead. The thought of your family’s lifeless bodies fueled your panic, your legs burning as you pushed yourself harder.

Suddenly, you tripped over a root and crashed to the ground. Pain shot through your ankle as you scrambled to get up, but he was there, standing just a few feet away. His white mask gleamed in the moonlight, his tilted head studying you like a predator sizing up its prey. “Stay back!” you screamed, your voice cracking as you grabbed a branch and swung it at him. He didn’t even flinch. With one fluid motion, he batted the branch aside and closed the distance between you.

You did the only thing you could think of: you turned and ran again, ignoring the stabbing pain in your ankle. You could feel his presence behind you, an unrelenting force that seemed to grow closer no matter how fast you moved.

A faint light flickered in the distance—a cabin? A campsite? You didn’t care. It was hope, and hope was enough to drive you forward. You burst through the door of the small, decrepit cabin, slamming it shut behind you. Your eyes darted around for anything to use as a weapon or barricade. You found a rusty knife on the counter and gripped it tightly.

The door creaked open.

Michael stood there, his massive frame filling the doorway. The knife in your hand felt like a toy compared to the glinting blade he carried. Your chest heaved as you pointed it at him, your voice trembling. “Stay away from me.” He didn’t stop. Each step forward was deliberate, methodical. You swung the knife, but he caught your wrist with ease, his grip like iron. The blade fell to the floor with a clang.

This was it.

But then, something strange happened. He didn’t strike. He just stared at you, his head tilting once again. You froze, your breath hitching as his grip on your wrist loosened slightly. For a moment, the world was silent except for the pounding of your heart. Why wasn’t he killing you? Did he see something in you? Or was he simply savoring the fear in your eyes? Before you could process it, Michael was on you—his hand moved from your wrist, its calloused surface grazing your skin, before settling firmly on your hip. A shiver ran through you, but not entirely from fear.

Michael’s imposing frame pressed against you, and you could feel the coiled strength beneath his grey suit—muscle honed for destruction now caging you in. His body was solid, unyielding, radiating a heat that contrasted sharply with the chill of the night. You were trapped, and yet, the fear coursing through your veins mingled with something darker, something that made your breath come faster and your heart pound harder.

His hand, still on your hip, tightened slightly, as if asserting dominance. The weight of his presence was suffocating, yet you couldn't look away from him. His mask tilted downward, the cold surface brushing against your skin with an eerie intimacy. The contact was fleeting but deliberate, almost as if he were placing a kiss.

Your chest heaved, your lips parting in a sharp intake of breath as his face hovered close. Those icy blue eyes behind the mask bore into you, void of emotion yet strangely magnetic. There was no malice, no rage—just an unsettling stillness that left you guessing. You couldn’t read him, couldn’t decipher whether this was the prelude to your demise or something far more twisted.

[rowaelinsdaughter]

out of the woods

a/n;; HI EVERYONE!!! im alive and im back with a new fic. i know i havent written ANYTHING in months but sincerely, school projects have been a pain and also i didnt have any idea for any fic, but one of my goals for this year is to write more so, here is a rowaelin fic. give it some love <3 love u guys and sorry for making you wait

WARNINGS; angst to fluff, cage

she has been trapped in a cage inside the woods for 15 years, too many years for a human, a few years for a fae, her hopes of being found are gone. now she is just a memory in the minds of all her closest friends and family… including her mates.

but she didn't forget them.

aelin, with her bright eyes, golden hair like liquid gold and her fierce and wild nature.

rowan, his silver hair like moon tears, his green eyes like precious gems and his calm nature, the opposite of aelin.

she looked at the moon like all the nights since she had been there, trapped in a cage of stone and metal, alone with the company of the moon and stars.

she awoke abruptly by the knock of the door.

“food” the door opened and a trail of food was pushed inside. with the strength left in her legs, she stood from the corner of the cage and with wobbly legs, walked to the trail, sitting on the cold floor, feeling nothing as she sat there, eating the cold food, like always. it had been one of her punishments, no warm food, no warm room, no bed, nothing, only the clothes she was wearing when everything happened. she thought about the last day she talked, she didn’t remember her voice, it was sweet? it was loud? 

she dug her fingers into the plate and touched something colder than the food, something that shouldn't be there but was. her hand grabbed the metal and her breath hitched, her heart stopped and her mind went blank. a key. it was a key. someone had placed it there so she could run from that hell of a place, run to her beloved ones… run to her home. 

she waited until night, when only the breeze could be heard and every animal and fae was asleep. she was shaking from head to toes, but she needed to calm down, she needed to be as silent as possible to not be heard. quietly, she opened the lock of the door and pushed the door slowly, when she was finally out, she swallowed a sob and bit her lip, that was freedom, she was free.

quietly as a feather, she walked through the corridors of the house, up the stairs and through more corridors, but she saw a door at the back of the house, one that led to the forest and went straight to it. when she opened the door and her feet touched the grass, she felt the trees welcomed her, the air was pure, clean, and after 15 years of hell… she was in paradise.

and ran.

ran through the forest, through the night, the trees moving and leading the way to the castle of beauty and magic. 

the sun was climbing his way to the sky when she halted at a hill and looked to the city infront of her. she was home, she made it, tears fell down her face as she hit the floor, her eyes closing and her mind echoed the same word.

home. home. home. home. home.

the large glass doors that lead to the balcony were opened. she could have sworn they were close when they left the room, but there was something strange, something was missing in the room, or rather, something had been added to it. her eyes searched the room, and she found it, her heart beating faster and faster as she looked down to the dress on the bed, a little figure made of sticks and leaves above, a sleeping figure, but she could recognize that face even with her eyes closed.

carefully not to break it, she took the figure and she felt it, the golden string that attached her to the other half of her. alive. she was alive and near them. near home.

she ran to the door and opened it, her voice loud and filled with emotion.

“rowan!! we need to go!! she's alive!!”

warm hands touched her face and body.

then cold hands.

a pair of arms lifted her from the floor, a solid and firm body that protected her.

a soft voice.

“we got you little flame. you’re home”

the room was warmer than she remembered, and the floor was smooth and soft… and her head was resting on pillows, she wasn’t in the cage, it was real, she was home. gently, she opened her eyes adjusting to the sun that entered the room. she knew that ceiling and the paints that decorated it. it was then that she noticed the two bodies near her, on either side, two arms around her waist, gripping it tightly but it was a comfort tight, something she had missed so deeply. 

she felt two pairs of eyes looking at her right side. slowly, she turned her face and met a strong face, with green eyes and silver hair. his eyes were red, dark circles under them, a new bright on those beautiful eyes. rowan lifted a hand to her face, his fingers tracing the lines of her face, her lips, her nose, her cheekbone… aelin was looking at them as she cried silently, all the emotions of the last years broked the wall of her heart. 

she turned her face to look at her mate, a soft smile, one she thought she would never make again. 15 years later, she talked again.

“hi fireheart”

aelin hugged her mate and cried. rowan hugged them both and cried.

she cried between her mates, but this time, they were happy tears.

i’m finally home.

all rights reserved to ©rowaelinsdaughter. no tranlations allowed. no copy theme. don not copy my work.

@throneofsapphics @danikamariewrites @shadowdaddies @whisperingmidnights

[lookwhatyoudidithasanxiety]

where’d Sun go, did he get lost-

Kill Code: *patting Eclipse's back* S͝u҉c̕h͠ ̢an ̡exci͏ta҉ble̸ l͞ittle̴ ̕o͝ne. ̀Sur̷e͞l̨y ҉i͟t ̧is ̨tim̡e f͏or҉ you͠ t̴o̶ reşţ.̧ ̕Y̨ou'v͘e͏ pl̸aye̛d ͠wit̡h̸ M͠o͜on̛ ͘f͟o̧r ̴so̢ ͟lo͘n͟g͜.

Moon: Played-?!

Kill Code: C̨om͜e,̵ let P̸apa tu̕c̸k҉ y̛ou͜ i҉n fo̢r͝ ͞an̕ǫt͝h͘e͏ŕ ̕nap͠. ̛Per̢ha͘p͘s̢ ͢a͜ bơttl̕e͜ f̨ir̕st̕.͝.̧.*smiles at Moon* Th̵ank y̨ou̸ agai҉ņ ̡f͏or̷ ͞w҉at͜ćh́iņg̛ ̵h̴im̢. ̶I̷ ẁilĺ take ̸c̨ar̴è ̴o̕f h̀im̨ ͜a̛s I p͢rom͏i͠se̡d̵.

Moon: Uh...your welcome? I think? I'm just glad my face is still attached.

[shorthaltsjester]

the mighty nein - critical role

this is a place where i don't feel alone. this is a place where i feel at home.

[puppppppppy]

Why are ppl scared to call it what it is and say we’re still going thru covid on top of seasonal illness. Like. That’s pretty important right. I was watching the news and they were like oh yeah we have an unprecedented number of flu cases “as well as other sicknesses” without actually saying Covid. No announcement abt vaccinations or masking or anything. Also if I hear someone joking abt “war flashbacks” for mentioning covid I fucking hate u

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

whump episode of all time look at this poor baby

[swan2swan]

Sammy pls.

[nobodieshero-main]

thinking about how the makai taught the solari's how to wield magic, and in return to the solari's used that gift to betray them; and turned the heart of the continent into a prison

[adore-gregor]

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[thefloatingwriter]

okay so since i created vera and mateo does this mean that i should create beetee’s other great grandparents??? much to think about…

[cuteniarose]

Each time I think I’ve finally become normal about This Fucking Family my brain comes up with shit like “Hey have you noticed how much Liba looks like young Sunat?” and now I want to throw up