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vanilla-c0c0 · 5 months ago

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here's my two cents:

William: as we all know, he'd give his kids all the freedom and support in the world. they want to be a ballerina? he's coming to all the shows; they want to travel across the globe? have fun! heres some money. this said, he wouldn't just let them be with no discipline at all, and would most likely teach them about boundaries and try to raise them with a good heart (though if they ever crossed the line of the evil he has promised to take down, he wouldn't hesitate to condemn them). the main issue is that because of who william is and what he does, it would be very hypocritical of him to teach his kids about being righteous and about subjective behavioural standards (all parents impart different values to their kids, the choice of such values is in and of itself a subjective choice that depends on what the parent deems correct). it is because of this paradox that i think william will always be the wine uncle rather than a father (+ having kids would mean taking responsibility and keeping them close aka dooming them to a life in the darkness, a choice taken against their will) (8/10? he just needs to find his way)

Liam: extremely playful and would do anything to make his kids smile, sometimes taking it even a bit too far. sweets right before meals or right before going to bed, delayed bedtime, less studying more playing yay!, etc. i think in his case, he would definitely need someone to step in as the serious parental figure to try and balance things out a bit. that is not to say he cannot lock in and be responsible, but i still believe he'd much rather be the fun/laid-back father. i can definitely see him as phil dunphy from modern family. (7/10)

Harrison: im gonna say that he'd probably be the best father in crown, since together with roger he's one of the only ones that has had positive experiences in relation to father figures, lol... he'd be the perfect balance of playful and serious, with his main concern being the kids' wellbeing, always. he'd read to them, plan ahead for quality time, build playtime for it to be as stimulating and enriching as possible, put emphasis on creating a trusting/solid bond, etc. (10/10)

Elbert: erm... i don't think he'd make a good father. it'd take a LOT of trial and error and definitely so much external support from either a partner or the other members of Crown. when the kids are extremely young, he's not allowed a series activities which would require someone who's a bit less dazed and a bit more... present (an example of something he isn't allowed to be in charge of is feeding; i can definitely see him either overfeeding the baby or underfeeding it, esp because i don't think he'd be able to punctually keep track of when the baby needs to be fed and all). he would spend HOURS looking at his kids do whatever (he particularly enjoys watching over them as they sleep) simply because he finds them absolutely beautiful. the kids would love playing around in his room with any and all items they can find (alphons had to baby-proof it and throw away any potentially dangerous items), and i can see elbert teaching them about butterflies and flowers, and how to preserve them to make a collection. (6/10 bc he can barely look after himself i dont think him having kids is a good idea tbh)

Alphons: i have not read his route, and although many would not trust him with kids personally i think he'd never do anything to put a child in harms' way (i remember reading something about him visiting an orphanage every now and then? but i might be mistaken). the biggest problem of alphons being a father is being the other parent, because he will do anything in his power to tease you in the kids' presence. from innuendos the kids will be pestering you about for an explanation, to sometimes just straight up shoving all his responsibilities on you just to see you squirm... not a great idea. regardless, deep in his heart he loves his newfound family very much, especially as kids are the living proof of the fact he existed, whether they forget him or not. alphonse is absolutely capable of handling kids, seen his experience with elbert, so overall he wouldnt be too bad as a father, just very annoying (7.5/10)

Ellis: i don't know much about ellis, but afaik he would be a decent father, just please don't ask him to scold his children. that is the one thing he cannot do. he loves cuddling with them, and raising them up high on his shoulders, making them laugh as much as possible, but the sight of them frowning and/or crying, breaks his heart. like with liam, the desire to make them happy often overrides the occasional strictness that a parent needs to have when dealing with kids; under this one aspect he needs help😭 a little scenario that comes to mind for ellis is him taking his kids to the kitchen at night in secret, so they can have a feast with cookies, cakes, warm milk, etc (8/10)

Roger: a Father, and a natural-born one at that. as someone who graduated in fatherism with the highest grades, roger would not seem to struggle in taking care of kids. he wouldnt be afraid of showering them with affection and words of affirmation/encouragement, would spend time playing with them and/or teaching them skills, and he can also be strict when it matters. he'd simply be a typical father, the kind that always has a beer in hand. oh and btw, though i did not mention number for the other suitors, i just know roger would have a BIG family. an army of children. yeah. (10/10)

Jude: i dont think there is a single cell in Jude's body that craves fatherhood. however, you never know what life will throw at you, so when the kids arrive he has no choice but to step up to the father role. i dont think he'd do too bad in taking care of them, but i also cannot see him being vulnerable in front of the kids, though he'd let the mask slip every now and then. "tch! i told you it'd be cold but you wanted to have it your way, you'll get sick😒 *lovingly wraps the kid around in a scarf*". his speech remains as sharp as ever, but there is not a single moment where he isnt looking out for his little brats, both in the domesticity of home and outside, where his enemies are always awaiting for a chance to strike his weak spots. with his signature scowl printed on his face, i feel like jude's relationship with his kids could be, at times, a rocky one, maybe due to his own stubbornness, but there is undeniable love deep underneath. (8/10)

Victor: with all the information we have on him (which is close to zero), i think its pretty much already canon that he'd make a wonderful father, seen how he's already the mom, the dad and the grandpa of Crown. his behaviour wouldn't be much different than how he already behaves with everyone, though he'd be a bit more protective of his own kids, and could border the overbearing stereotypes. (9/10)

HYPOTHETICALLY SPEAKING, maybe lore aside, what kind of dads would the ikevil guys be?

#ikevil #ikemen villains

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nilolol30 · 3 years ago

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Sundrop(Moon) x Reader

New assistant pt: 1

I am a new daycare attendant I was mostly planning to get a job behind the counters but the boss saw I used to volunteer at a small daycare I asked why since I heard they had a robot take care of kids but boss said it's best to have more people to take care of the kids since the daycare has been getting more popular and they couldn't afford to make another animatronic to aid Sundrop.

I've only heard about him through some of my new coworkers and seen a few pictures of him in posters but I was told to be two hours early for my first day so we can be introduced.

I just entered the Pizza Plex and went to the daycare entrance I showed up in uniform at the entrance I noticed Nic I was informed that she will introduce me and Sun Nic saw me and waved me over.

"Hey y/n right?" Nic asked squinting her eyes to read my name tag I nodded.

"Okay so before I introduce you to Sunny a bit of a warning he is a pretty social animatronic and affectionate too we have a lot of complaints about him trying to get staff or night guards to stay and keep him company once the daycare is closed so if that happens call me and if there is the rare incident that you are locked in the daycare after hours you will have to wait until 6am until the doors are open but you don't have to worry Sun has never harmed anyone at all so just stay with him until 6am got all that?"

I couldn't help but feel uneasy about being locked in a pizza place until 6am but I agreed anyway it's to late to back out now.

"Great also Sun arranges all the activities so he will inform you about those if you need assistance he can help with that to so reddy to meet him?" Nic softly nudges her elbow on yours with a wink.

"Yeah I should be all right" with that Nic unlocks the daycare doors and walked in as I followed behind the door was Sun stacking some blocks up.

"Yo Sunny your new assistant is here" Sun immediately stopped what he was doing and turned around to face us.

"Oh? A new friend to join us how wonderful!" He says clapping his hands while walking over.

"Hello I'm Sun but I have many names you can choose from" He puts his hand out for a handshake I took his hand and shook it

"Hi it's nice to meet you im y/n"

"Okay I gotta go so I'll leave you both to it see you later y/n" Nic says giving me a pat on the back she suddenly stopped walking away and dug her hands into her pockets.

"My bad nearly forgot this opens the door" She threw over a key luckily I cought it Sun gasped.

"No throwing things in the daycare unless it's the ball" Sun waved his finger at Nic as she shuts the door.

"Oki Doki y/n today we will be doing finger painting and then we have free time and hand out snacks and then nap time that's when you have break time and then playtime" Sun continues to tell me all the events today and what we have to do after the kids leave.

Soon a bunch of kids entered the daycare Sun and I greeted them and waited for a few more children to get started once they all showed up we showed them the table full of all kinds of paints and paper Sun and I sat with the kids and joined them asking what they are painting and making sure the paint doesn't get spilled.

But one of the little boys accidentally knocked over the cup of red paint and started crying Sun panicked and asked you to stay with the kids while he goes and gets the cleaning supplies.

"Hey it's okay accidents happen you didn't mean to" I tried to comfort the boy also trying to distract him.

"My drawing is ruined!" He screamed I looked and saw only a small bit of the corner has red paint the drawing looked like it was of him and his parents outside well more like I guessed.

"It's okay this is a picture of you outside right? The red bit can be the sun" the boy thankfully stopped screaming and looked at the drawing he then started to continue his drawing without another word.

Sun got back and began go clean the paint mumbling "clean up clean up"

After a while we had all the kids put there paintings of a rack for them to dry and helped them clean their hands.

"Alrighty little stars you can all go and play" Sun says excitedly quickly kids yelled happily and ran all sorts of directions most played in the play structures and the ball pit.

Sun played tag with a group while I was in the ball pit making sure no one losses anything occasionally someone lost a Faz watch or a hair clip luckily I managed to find the Faz watch but not the hair clip.

"No no no little star please don't shake the structure you might hurt someone" Sun panics as a boy shook one of the pillars causing the play structure to shake.

Sun bribed him with some sundrops and checked to make sure none of the screws or bolts fell loose.

#fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #fnaf daycare attendant #sun x reader #sundrop x reader #fnaf x reader #fnaf #fnaf security breach x reader #fnaf sundrop #sundrop #moondrop #moon fnaf #fnaf sb moondrop #fnaf moondrop #moondrop x reader #fnaf moon

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belphieslilcow · 3 years ago

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Good Puppy +18

Mc has some fun playtime with their puppy!!

[Beelzebub/Mc - gn!mc - petplay - dom!mc]

im very obsessed with puppy boy beel <3

"Aww, Beel... you make such a cute puppy." Mc said as they gently pat their demon's soft, bright orange locks, being careful around the puppy eared headband so as to not knock it off on accident.

They ran their hand down his face, lightly caressing it as they went and stopping at the bright red collar around his neck. They used their fingers to recheck how it fit, they didn't want to accidentally hurt their sweet, obedient puppy after all.

"Everything still good, baby? It's not too tight on you?"

Beel shook his head, his violet eyes glowing with lust as they trailed to his master's cock, already glistening with the lube they made a show of applying to themselves earlier. Beel licked his lips, desperately wanting a taste.

"Not yet, sweetie! You have to show how good you are before you get your treat!" Mc patted the bed behind them. "Come on, boy! Get up here!"

Their tone was sickeningly sweet, exactly the way you’d talk to a dog, but Beel loved it, and he always obeyed. He got up and sat on top of his plush comforter, Mc quickly guiding him to lay on his back with his legs spread.

“There we go… what a good boy you are, Beel!” Beel moaned at the praise as Mc slowly started rubbing his thighs, teasing their lover by going closer and closer to his flushed cock, but not touching it.

It took Beel giving a pathetic sounding whine for Mc to look up at him. “What’s wrong, puppy? Show me what you want your master to do for you, don't be shy.” They gave a soft kiss to his leaking cockhead.

“Mnm… I want y-'' Beel started, but was interrupted, by a light smack on his outer thigh.

Mc tsked at him. “Silly boy, puppies don’t talk, I said to show me what you want.”

Beel’s face flushed with embarrassment at his mistake, as well as the thought of what he was about to do. He brought one of his hands down to his ass, rubbing his large digits around his tight hole. He looked at his master with a pleading look in his eyes, a slight pout on his lips as he softly moaned.

“Oh I see, you wanna get your pretty ass fucked by your master? Such a naughty little puppy you are...” Mc chuckled and crawled up to the bedside table where their bottle of lube was sitting.

They squirted some on their fingers and started fingering their demon, adding more fingers as he loosened up. Their hand started to move rougher as they fingerfucked him, purposefully avoiding his sweet spot.

“Ah, I think you’re ready for your master’s big cock, don’t you?”

Beel excitedly nodded, his face looking fucked out already just from their fingers. Mc stroked their cock with the lube still on their hand and slid it in his waiting hole. They didn’t start slow, quickly thrusting in and out of his slick entrance as they both moaned. Mc changed their position slightly, now hitting Beel’s prostate with every thrust.

“Mhmm… gah- !! I- I’m-” Beel had to stop himself, changing from words to high pitched whimpers.

“Hah… are you close, baby? Lemme help you...” Mc used their hand to roughly pump Beel’s impressively large cock as they kept hitting his sweet spot.

“Mhm!! Hngg!! A-ah!!!” Ribbons of white cum spouted from the ginger’s cock, getting all over Mc’s hand and his own stomach. With a few more thrusts, Mc came as well with a wanton moan.

They slid out of Beel as he came down from his high, panting. They grabbed a towel from the side of the bed and started cleaning up both themself and their partner. They smiled when wiping off his cum from his cock made Beel softly moan.

They reached up and used their clean hand to pet his hair, just as before. “You did so good today, baby, I’m so proud of you.” They gently kissed his forehead. “Come on, let’s take a bath and then we can go to Hell’s Kitchen for a snack. how about that?”

Beel perked up at the mention of food and stumbled as he stood up, body still sore from the intense fucking. Mc offered for him to lean on them as they walked to the bathroom, but not before ruffling his hair once more.

“Good puppy.”

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub x mc #i dunno what other tags to use lmao #this was originally supposed to be for kinktober #but yk how it goes #i also posted this on ao3 btw

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dark-mnjiro · 3 years ago

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crown of thorns .06.

Author’s Note: Here it is, the final part of Crown of Thorns. I'm so happy everyone has enjoyed reading this! I really appreciate everyone's time and comments and likes and reblogs... everything. I'm debating if I want to go through a sequel but another story that furthers a bit of Miyu's story (at least until I decide if Im going to continue) please check out Shinsotired and their newest fic. Thank you again everyone. I really appreciated it.

Warnings: sukuna x f!original character, king of curses!sukuna, dubcon, a dash of noncon here and there, slavery, human trafficking (in a sense), sexism, master/slave relationship, explicit s*xual content, oral s*x (female and male receiving), explicit language, murder, torture, blood rituals, marking, angst, rough s*x, sukuna using his multiple mouths, manipulative relationship (both sides), eventual queen, choking, extreme violence, a very realistic (and not nice) sukuna.

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Part Six

Her eyes fluttered open as the sun spilled into the room. A dull pain immediately struck between her legs and Aruna knew that she had given into Sukuna once again. She shifted in the bed before trying to get up but weight around her waist seemed to tighten and only anchor her in place. Confusion filled her eyes as she managed to find Sukuna slumbering peacefully next to her.

Her eyes went wide in surprise. She had never known him to sleep with her after having sex. His hand moved in small circles in the small of her back. Aruna couldn’t help but watch him sleep, having never seen him so peaceful.

She watched his chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. Her hand reached out and traced the dark marks on his skin. It didn’t seem to wake him but she noticed goosebumps trailing behind her touch. Her eyes scanned over the marks, following the patterns over his chest before a hand snatched her wrist.

“Aruna?”

His voice was low and gruff causing her face to flush at being caught admiring him. She pulled back just enough to catch the smirk growing on his face.

“Enjoying the view?”

Aruna scowled. “Shut up.”

“Hm… is it morning?”

“…yes,” she whispered. “Why did you stay?”

“Well this is my bedroom,” he said flatly.

Frustrated, she rolled her eyes. “Then why was I allowed to stay?”

“Perhaps,” he said, stretching. “I wanted a change.”

“You’re insufferable… why can’t you just give me a straight answer?”

Sukuna merely chuckled before rolling onto his side to get a better look at Aruna. “I do love to aggravate you,” he replied, threading his fingers through her long locks.

Swatting his hand away, Aruna sat up in bed before using the white sheet to wrap around her nude form before walking around the room in search of her clothes. She noticed Sukuna sitting up in bed, observing her movements as she slowly began slipping on the kimono he has discarded on the floor. Cursing under her breath, she knew she would struggle to tie it well without Kaede here to assist.

“Here,” a gruff voice she recognized said from behind her.

Sukuna grabbed the small rope-like fabric and tightened it around her waist, earning a small gasp from Aruna. His hands moved to rest at her waist before slipping to her thighs. She felt his claw brush against the fabric before pulling her back against him. Her cheeks flushed at the small display of affection before she noticed his chin resting on her shoulder.

“This looks much better on the floor,” he commented.

“...you’re insufferable,” Aruna groaned, tugging herself away from him.

His chuckle was low as it rumbled from his chest while he watched her turn to face him. A playful glint glittered in his crimson eyes causing Aruna to mirror an expression of annoyance. He mentioned he felt he deserved a little extra playtime for all the work he was about to endure for her… exterminating her family. Aruna could not understand why he deserved playtime for doing something he enjoyed, what a nuisance.

“Do you need to eat?”

Sighing, Aruna glanced at the window. “...yes.”

“Go on,” he commented. “I’ll meet you to eat later.”

Aruna turned and exited out of the bedroom as she made her way down the dark corridors. It was strange how she had learned the layout of the home she once looked at like a prison. She found the double doors that led into the banquet hall as she watched all the other girls from his harem gathering to eat breakfast.

Once again, they all stopped and looked up at her. The silence was deafening. Aruna’s eyes fell to the floor before she made her way to the table to usually frequented as a servant brought her meal to her. She sipped her warmed, mugwort tea (at the insistence of Kaede) before a smile tugged at her lips. She glanced down at the meal, wondering if she could eat it all. After all, she really didn’t have much of an appetite after the ordeal from the night before.

She couldn’t believe what she had done. Still couldn’t wrap her brain around her actions. Was she truly that calloused, that much of a monster now? “What do I do now?” she mused mostly to herself as she started taking small bites of her bowl of rice. “Shit…”

“Miss Aruna?”

Her ears perked up at the sound of Kaede’s voice next to her before motioning for her to sit across the table from her. “Be quick,” Aruna said softly. “He’s on his way.”

“I made it extra strong,” Kaede commented. “So you drink quickly.”

The smile on Aruna’s face couldn’t help but widen at her servant’s joke as she took her advice, quickly downing the specialty tea. A sigh fell from her lips, despite the bitter taste, the relief was worth it.

“Is it true?”

“Is what true?”

Kaede leaned in. “About Miss Hoshi-”

“We don’t have to use polite speech when speaking of her,” Aruna corrected. “You know to speak freely with me.”

Kaede’s lips cracked into another smile. “...Hoshi did you-”

“Kill her?” Aruna questioned, tilting her head. “...yes.”

Sitting back, Kaede’s face paled a bit in shock at her lady’s actions.

“Believe me,” Aruna whispered. “I wasn’t exactly myself. He’s done something to me since that night. I think I’m becoming more like the queen he wanted.”

Kaede reached out and touched Aruna’s face with a ginger touch. “You are still you, despite what he’s done,” she said. “You have been nothing but kind and gentle to me and many of the other girls adore you. Only a few seem to hold grudges for the fact they weren’t chosen-”

“He said he picked me because I had the same vengeance in my soul that he does,” she whispered.

“I imagine anyone who has been through what you have gone through,” Kaede interjected. “Is willing to do anything and everything for justice and there is nothing wrong with that-”

“Aruna-”

Her eyes widened as she heard Sukuna’s voice approaching their table. “Go… before he catches on,” she whispered before discreetly handing Kaede the empty cup that had contained the mugwort tea. Kaede merely nodded before hiding the cup away and making her leave. Aruna turned to glance at Sukuna over her shoulder. “Yes? I’m eating,” she commented, keeping her tone even. “You should be thrilled.”

Smirking, he took a seat next to her. “Of course I am.”

“And you’re going to eat all of that?”

“Bloodshed does make me rather hungry,” he replied, shrugging his shoulders.

Her eyes scanned the plate filled to the very edge with massive piles of food and Aruna could not imagine how anyone could eat that much in one sitting. But perhaps, he was right. Murder must take a lot out of an individual - and slaughtering an entire clan, well she could only guess would need a lot of energy too.

“Would you care to join me tonight?”

“...you want me there?”

“Perhaps I love noticing the evil look in your eyes when you commit such heinous acts.”

She grimaced at the thought of her committing another murder, but at the same time, she could rationalize that it would be rather satisfying to witness her abusers suffer and then perish. Maybe she could compromise with Sukuna. She could join him and perhaps not commit any acts of murder or violence, just witnessing the bloodshed she so desperately wanted from her family.

“Do I have to murder anyone?”

Sukuna tilted his head. “Only if you wish.”

“...you won’t trick me?”

“I’ll save your father for last,” he suggested. “If you choose to make the final blow to him… I’ll allow it, otherwise I will destroy his bloodline.”

“No tricks?”

Sukuna sighed, clearly annoyed with her questions. “No tricks, my pet.”

“May I think about it?”

“Of course.”

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It was a strange sensation as the screams rang out into the midnight air. Aruna could spy fire bursting from the inside of the different structures littered along with her clan’s land. The screams only grew louder as she watched men, women, and children scurrying around in fear as Sukuna’s maniacal laughter almost drown out their pleas. Some looked to her for mercy as fear filled their eyes and yet, Aruna felt nothing.

She would merely tug away from her kimono away from their greasy fingers and found herself almost smirking at their agony. A loud crash caught her attention as she noticed fire spouting from one of the buildings, causing the roof to collapse. “The library…” she mused before taking a step closer to the burning buildings, curious to see exactly what was happening.

“My queen…”

A sigh fell from her lips. “Uruame. You don’t need to worry. I won’t get too close.”

“But Master Sukuna-”

“...when have I ever listened to his suggestions?”

Uruame frowned. “Please stay away from the flames.”

Smiling, Aruna patted the young monk on the head before standing in front of the main building of her clan’s land. Fire erupted from the roof. Her lips cracked into a smile as she watched her family’s legacy beginning to crumble around her. Seemed fitting enough.

“You she-devil!”

Her ears perked up at the sound of her father’s voice approaching her with his fist raised, ready to strike her. She wore a bored expression as she merely stepped out of his way, causing him to misstep and fall to the ash-covered ground. She approached him as he scrambled to sit back up so he could face her. The wind caught her crimson lock, causing the natural curls in her hair to move just as wildly as the fire that surrounded them.

“Hello to you too, father.”

“You brought the devil himself to us!”

Sighing, she crossed her arms. “Father. I did what I had to to survive,” she explained. “No thanks to you. But today, all those horrible things you made me endure - come to a fiery end.”

“You red-headed demon! A curse among this family!”

“Is that all?” she asked, tilting her head curiously as he continued to spew insults at her. “I’ve heard much worse now, father. You have to do better than that. You can’t just ship me off and sell into prostitution anymore, can you? You don’t scare me anymore. I’ve seen much scarier monsters since then.” A hand came to her waist, tugging her closer as she felt lips brush against her throat.

“I suppose,” he whispered. “Like me?”

“Of course like you,” Aruna replied, making a sour face at Sukuna which only earned him to chuckle in response. “Master… meet my father.”

His crimson eyes darted to the ground before smirking again. “Hm… not much when he’s squirming beneath you, is he?”

Looking up at him, she couldn’t help but smile. “Not at all.”

Raking his fingers through her hair, Sukuna turned his attention back to Aruna. “What would you like me to do with him, my queen?”

It was tempting to make his death quick but bloody, between her father’s screams and insults still echoing from the ground as she stared back at Sukuna. But at the same time, she wished this horrible man would suffer more. Suffer more than he had ever wished on his ungrateful daughter. Another strange sensation of happiness rushed through her veins when Sukuna allowed her to have control in the situation. Though it was rare he allowed her any control, it was obvious in this moment… she needed it.

And he was happy to oblige.

“Aruna,” he probed again, tugging her closer to his body. “You haven’t answered.”

“I’m deciding-”

“You evil, little bitch!”

Sighing, Aruna glanced down at her father before looking up at Sukuna again as she tilted her head to the side in a playful manner. “It’s hard to concentrate when someone keeps screaming… How do you expect me to think in these conditions?”

“I love how you think sometimes…”

Sukuna let go of Aruna before turning toward her father as he continued to cower on the ground. He grabbed him by the throat with one hand before using another to hold out his tongue. A third hand came up as his dark nails elongated again before pressing the sharpened nails against his tongue. Her father paled as the realization of what was about to happen before the claw sliced through the tongue. Blood gushed from his mouth as Sukuna dropped him to the ground. Her father scrambled to his knees, grasping his throat as the blood pooled around him in puddles.

“And now you will never breath another horrible word about me ever again,” Aruna commented. “Will you?”

Her father’s eyes widened in horror as he stared up at her with tears beading in the corners of his eyes. The blood continued to ooze from his mouth as she took another step toward him before leaning over. Her eyes flashed a bright red color for just a moment. He tried to speak but only gurgles managed to escape his lips before coughing as he started choking on the blood seeping down his throat.

A giggle bubbled from Aruna’s throat. “This family is going to burn with their sins…” she stated. “To ashes.” She raised back up to stand upright. “How does it feel, father? To know your daughter, the one you threw away, is now a queen. A queen that brought nothing but ruins to god-forsaken family.”

Her gaze snapped up to look at Sukuna once again. A proud gleam flashed in his dangerous eyes before her lips curled into a smile. “He’s suffered enough.”

“I thought you would never ask…”

“Kill them all.”

Sukuna chuckled before moving to stand inf front of Aruna. “Stand behind me,” he instructed. “Or you’ll die instead.” She watched as Sukuna muttered a few strange phrases before she noticed her surroundings change for a split second before he muttered the word “dismantle”. Aruna quickly shielded her body, knowing what entailed with this technique as she had watched him slaughtered several people in her captivity with this.

Blood splattered the ground as her father’s body collapsed at their feet in several pieces. A sigh fell from her lips, knowing he could no longer haunt her nightmares. “Master, I-”

His demeanor changed as a growl rumbled from his chest. “Sorcerer,” he hissed. “Uraume!”

Uraume appeared behind Sukuna, awaiting orders. “Yes, master.”

“Take Aruna and leave,” he snapped. “Sorcerers are arriving… and fast.”

“Of course,” Uraume said, bowing before grabbing Aruna’s arm.

“But-”

“But nothing,” Sukuna snapped at her. “If there was ever a time to listen to me, this is that moment. They will murder you. I’ll handle it. Take her home.”

Aruna felt her blood run cold as his words. Would these people kill her that easily? No questions asked. And Sukuna, it was strange to hear him seem worried about her well-being even if he put it in such rude phrases.

“...Alright,” Aruna said softly. “Be-”

“Oh please. I’ll be fine.”

Sighing, Aruna shook her head before following Uraume. It was strange that she felt a small pang of worry in her chest about Sukuna. Grimacing, she shook her head trying to force the thought from her mind, knowing that it had to be impossible for anyone to cause him harm.

“My queen?”

Aruna looked at Uraume and smiled. “I’m fine.”

“Of course,” Uraume commented gently before tugging Aruna through a path to dodge falling pieces of the building burning around them. The heat was becoming unbearable for Aruna and she prayed they would escape soon. A beam fell from the ceiling, causing Aruna to scream. Uraume quickly shoved Aruna back to keep her safe as the beam fell between them.

Wincing, Aruna forced herself up onto her feet as she tried to look over the flames as she heard Uraume calling out her name. “Shit,” she mumbled, looking around her surroundings for anywhere she could go. She spied a small passage between buildings that didn’t seem engulfed in flames yet as she quickly took off. She stayed close to the wall, straining her ears to see if she was growing closer to Uraume. Sukuna would be furious if he knew they had been separated.

“My queen!”

A sigh of relief moved past her lips as Aruna managed to squeeze out of the small passage and rejoin Uraume. “Are you hurt?” she asked.

“No. I’m fine… you have a burn on your arm. I’m sorry I didn’t react quick-”

“Uraume,” Aruna replied. “I’ll survive. I’ve had much worse.”

Nodding, Uraume managed to pull her away from the burning building and a safe enough distance that their attention could return to Aruna’s injuries. Uraume placed a hand on her arm before using a reverse cursed technique to heal her just enough to take away the pain.

A smile curled over her lips before she gently touched Uraume’s head. “Thank you-”

A scream echoed into the night air as Uraume practically jumped back from Aruna. Her body lurched forward as blood began to spill out of her mouth. Her eyes fell to her abdomen as she witnessed a sword mixed with cursed energy piercing through her body. The pain was unbearable as she looked over her shoulder. “Uraume…” she sputtered out. “Runaway.”

“But-”

“I order you,” Aruna managed out before grimacing in pain. “Runaway.”

“Of course, my queen.”

Uraume disappeared.

Aruna turned to face the sorcerer who had managed to stab her.

“What are the odds that Sukuna’s little queen would be so easily caught?”

The corners of her lips dipped into a frown. “He’s going to slaughter you… just wait.”

The pain was becoming unbearable again as she began to feel woozy from blood loss. Just how long could she survive with this injury, even if Sukuna were to appear? She knew he could heal her, even Uraume could heal her. But, at the same time, was it too late? Her eyes fell to the pool of blood surrounding her and grew larger by the second. She was certain vital organs had been pierced by the blade as well… How long could she hold on? Was she okay with dying now? Perhaps, it was perfect timing.

An escape she always prayed for…

The sorcerer merely cackled. “Oh please… there’s no way-”

His words were silenced as his body was sliced in two as Sukuna appeared behind him. “Fucking piece of garbage-” he growled before his gaze fell on Aruna’s body. A weak smile spread over her lips as she slowly pulled the sword from her abdomen and tossed it aside. His rage was evident as he rushed to her side before weakness began settling in. He cradled her body as she winced again.

Her hand came up and touched his face. “It’s alright.”

“Shut up,” he growled before placing a hand on her stomach. “I can heal-”

Aruna shook her head. “Don’t…”

“Aruna!”

“Sukuna,” she assured him as blood spilled from her mouth again. “It's okay. Perhaps it’s perfect that I die along with my family.”

His eyes narrowed at her. “I didn’t say you were allowed-”

She forced herself to giggle at his bizarre display of hurt. “I don’t think you get much of a choice,” she whispered as her voice became weaker. “Not this time.”

His grip tightened around her before pulling her into his chest. “I’ll bring you back.”

Aruna took in a deep inhale of his scent, wanting to imprint it in her mind. “I know you will.”

“Rest, my queen.”

Her hand rested on his face as she traced the markings along his cheek before her eyes turned glassy and lifeless. Her touch grew limp before her hand fell back to the ground as her body succumbed to her injuries. Her last breath moved past her lips as Sukuna stared at her now lifeless form.

He wasn’t sure what to make of his feelings or how to rationalize what had happened. He had calculated everything so perfectly, and yet… this was still the outcome. He had lost his queen. The only one he had deemed suitable to stand beside him, the only woman filled with as much vengeance as his dark soul.p

“...rest now, my queen.”

He gently laid her body down, gently posing her hands in front of her body. His fingers threaded through her crimson hair before bringing it to his lips. He took one last inhale of her hair, his favorite feature… before standing up. He would order his servants to retrieve her body quickly before the other sorcerers would try to steal her away from him. And in order to bring her back, he would have to preserve her soul by keeping her physical body in his possession for as long as humanly possible.

At least until Aruna could find a viable vessel.

A blood relative.

He knew what he would have to do.

His eyes snapped up as he caught a glimpse of a sorcerer running away from the flames as several others were trying to save the property. A child was with him… the same dark and stormy eyes of that of his lover. Sukuna smirked before realizing perhaps everything had worked out better than he could have hoped.

A direct relative, her brother had survived along with his child.

“Soon, Aruna,” he whispered, turning away from the burning building. “I will see you soon.”

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She had lost track of time as the years ticked by as she stayed close to her brother’s descendants, despite being dead. She was unsure how her soul had decided to linger, but assumed it was some sort of doing thanks to Sukuna. He was long since gone and now she was stuck in limbo, tormenting her brother’s female descendants over the next one thousand years.

Had it really been that long?

Aruna’s eyes watched as another female had been born into her family. She had taken it upon herself to stop a suitable vessel for her to be born. She knew Sukuna would never just lay down and die so easily. He was waiting, just waiting patiently for his next move. She had heard rumors spoken by her family members regarding his whereabouts, that his soul was split among twenty fingers scattered around Japan.

And yet, here she was, bringing nothing but illness on any female born into this cursed family.

As the years ticked onward, Aruna became more and more bitter. She wasn’t sure why she was so angry at Sukuna for allowing her brother to survive that night. She had begged him to slaughter every, last member of that family. And yet, here they all were, surviving and thriving.

“Ignorant fool,” she grumbled as the newborn infant began crying out.

She snapped her fingers, causing the woman who had just given birth to immediately have complications as the doctor and nurses gathered around her to try and assist her. The newborn’s father frowned, cursing under his breath and she swore she heard her name just barely move past his lips.

“It’s what you deserve,” she growled at him as she moved around the delivery room.

It was a perk to being a cursed spirit now. No one could knowingly see her and she was free to torment her family without restriction. She always wondered why they never sought out a sorcerer to try and kill her, but from what she had gathered several larger family’s in power refused to accept that she was ever a cursed spirit.

Her lips curled into a smile. No one would try to exorcise her because there was no proof that she was a cursed spirit. She wasn’t in the books they spoke of so often. She was merely a superstition that the Hana family cried and whined about and she was free to do as she pleased to torment them for the rest of their days. She wondered if that was also Sukuna’s doing, that he had managed to keep his workings toward making her a cursed spirit quiet even after his death.

But at the same time, she was never a sorcerer. Even after the deal, Sukuna had made with Kenjaku and perhaps that was why she was never recognized as a possible threat. She was merely known throughout history as Sukuna’s queen… his favorite whore as her family seemed to dub her, more often than not.

“She’s coding!”

The smirk on Aruna’s face grew wider as the infant’s mother was slowly dying on the table. The infant’s wails were growing louder, aggravating Aruna. She slowly walked toward the infant, staring at her. “Little one, do not worry… You’ll join your mother soon.”

“She’s dying!”

“Oh please… just let the bitch die already,” Aruna huffed, crossing her arms.

The father placed the infant back into the bassinet before walking back toward his wife. Tears brimmed at his eyes as she was beginning to lose consciousness. “Aruna, you witch,” he hissed, grasping his wife’s hand. “Spare her. Please.” Tilting her head, Aruna wondered just what type of bartering technique this was if all he was planning to do was insult her. “Don’t take my wife… I’ll give you anything.”

Sighing, Aruna walked back toward the wailing baby in the bassinet before her eyes narrowed. She spied crimson-colored hair barely peeking out on her scalp. “Red hair,” she whispered. “The first girl in this family to have red hair since I was born…” She turned her attention back to the sobbing husband as his wife continued to hemorrhage more despite the doctor’s efforts. She slowly made her way toward the husband before leaning into his ear. “Look at her hair…”

The husband stiffened at Aruna’s voice before moving away from his dying wife to look at the baby in the bassinet again. “R-red hair,” he stammered. “A demon child… an omen!”

“Get rid of the child,” Aruna whispered again. “As far from Japan as possible and I’ll spare your pathetic wife.”

“We have to get rid of her,” he said quickly. “Put her up for adoption. We can’t care for her!”

Aruna giggled before snapping her fingers and allowing the mother to survive.

“Perfect…”

And before she knew it, Aruna found herself intrigued as she followed the little redhead to America after she was adopted. Her birth family had managed to organize a private adoption allowing the infant to start over in America. After she was born, Aruna had noticed the infant was mistreated similarly to the way she had mistreated herself. Miyu, as she was named, was often ignored and neglected by her biological family.

Perhaps America would be a better place for her.

And over the years, Aruna watched Miyu grow into a child. And as a child, Miyu was able to see her. She couldn’t place her finger on it, but Aruna had grown interested in the young girl’s life and wellbeing. While she hated she had grown a soft spot for the girl, she found herself still protecting her even as her adoptive family would throw her into psychiatric institutions not completely understanding that she was a sorcerer, that she curses existed.

Little Miyu was told over and over again that she was nothing more than crazy, given the diagnosis of schizophrenic by several doctors. She was sent off for months at a time to residential psychiatric hospitals and despite that, she never once shook her “delusions” of curses and of Aruna.

And despite being told over and over again, Aruna wasn’t real, Miyu disputed it at every turn. Even as her birthday approached. She was turning fifteen. She was growing into a beautiful young woman, and Aruna had vowed this sweet girl would need to be protected.

Aruna, over time, had grown softer, speaking and mentoring the poor girl as she began to take pity on her. She would advise her not to take her medication as she was not mentally ill. She was just different than other children. This would cause much discourse between Miyu and the staff at the hospitals and would often end with Miyu being forced to take injections that would knock her out for hours at a time.

“You little brat,” her mother would snap at her. “There are no such things as curses! These monsters are all in your head and you’re doing this for attention!” Miyu would flinch at the tone of her mother’s voice, causing her mother to reach out and grab her by the upper arm and jerk her around. “You have brought nothing but problems to this family since you were brought here! We should’ve known something was wrong with you when your biological family gave you up so easily!”

Aruna would frown as she would watch Miyu retreat to her bedroom, curling up on her bed in the fetal position as the tears would begin to flow from her eyes. Aruna would sit at the foot of her bed, petting the girl’s long, crimson hair trying to comfort her. “Little one… there is nothing wrong with you,” she would tell her over and over again.

Until her brother would open the door…

Miyu’s face would pale as he would step inside. “Please go away,” she would cry out.

And despite her protests, her brother would not leave. He would often take advantage of the girl, knowing that no one would believe her, that they would just brand it as another crazy girl’s delusions. And as Miyu grew older, her brother became more inappropriate until Aruna would no longer tolerate his actions and snapped her fingers and took over Miyu’s small frame before using her cursed energy to shove her brother back and slam into the wall on the opposite side of the room.

“Little pervert,” Aruna hissed as she still had control of Miyu’s body. “I’ll kill you…”

He scrambled to his feet before rushing out of the bedroom trying to get his mother’s help.

Aruna sighed, before allowing Miyu to take over but told her she needed to make a run for it. It was odd that she easily took over the girl’s body and began to wonder if she was the perfect vessel Sukuna had spoken of so long ago. They were almost exact copies… even down to the birthmark on Miyu’s wrist that mirrored the mark Sukuna had placed at Aruna’s so many years ago.

Miyu took Aruna’s warning and made a run for it before her mother would harm her again. She ran until her chest tightened and she could no longer breathe as she stepped into a dark alley. Miyu leaned against a brick wall, trying to catch her breath before she started hearing screeching noises growing closer… The screeching then turned into slashing noises and before she knew it she found a curse slashed in half at her feet.

Her eyes went wide as she looked up and met the gaze of an older woman. She was not from America as when she spoke her English wasn’t perfect but enough for Miyu to understand. Luckily, being adopted by a Japanese-American family, Miyu had managed to learn Japanese as she introduced herself to the older woman.

“Did you kill that thing!”

“...you can see them?”

Aruna watched carefully. A sorcerer…

“Yes,” Miyu admitted, wiping her eyes. “All my life. I have no idea what they are!”

The woman frowned. “My name is Hayami… This is a curse. I’ve been sent here from Japan to exterminate them though they typically aren’t found outside Japan.”

Miyu blinked. “I’m…I’m adopted. My biological family gave me up. I was born in Japan.”

“I think we have much to talk about Miyu,” Haya explained, offering the terrified teenager a soft smile. “Come with me.”

“Are you,” Miyu frowned before pausing. “Are you going to hurt me?”

“I would never do that,” Haya said, gently petting the girl’s hair. “I believe I’ve found the source of the cursed energy here… You’re not crazy Miyu. These are very real things.”

A wave of relief washed over Miyu’s face as she followed Hayami. “So what now?”

“We need to get you back to Japan and get your cursed technique under control.”

“But my parents…” Miyu sighed. “What about them?”

“I will handle it,” Haya explained. “But first. We must talk.”

Aruna was silent as she watched Miyu interacting with this woman. She could sense the woman had no ill intentions toward Miyu, perhaps she could even save her. Her hands moved through Miyu’s hair, offering her some comfort and letting her know that she was fine with this decision. Especially because deep down, Aruna knew that she was the reason Miyu had been placed there, to begin with…

“She will keep you safe, Miyu,” Aruna whispered to her, causing Miyu to smile.

Perhaps, it was finally time to fix it. There would be no way Sukuna would ever find her again, even though a part of her craved his touch and attention. He would only torment this sweet girl and she would never allow that to happen. Miyu would be much safer in a place that would harness her cursed techniques and teach her proper control. Perhaps, Japan would be the safest place for them both.

It was time to go home.

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years ago

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Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s son (Part 1)

Tony Stark x son!reader

warnings:

a/n: me and noah are abt to blow ur minds lmfaooo -> takes place around the same timeline as the daughter!reader ones aka y/n was born in 2000

prompt: i had to

part 2

the world was raving over this billionaire playboy’s newest title: father

and boy, did the headlines get interesting

among your favorite magazine covers, your all-time favorite was

Tony Stark: World’s Most Eligible DILF

^accompanied with a picture of your dad holding you

(tony stark’s superpower is being a dilf, it’s just a fact ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

“look at us, kid. that’s me and you! wow! you make me look magnificent”

*babbling*

you were so...boring to him

like tony watching you was wonderful, he absolutely adored having a kid to take care of...but babies don’t do much of anything

rhodey came to see you every chance he got

“rhodey! what’s going on?”

“i’m not here for you, i’m here for the baby”

ouch....

rhodey was a fuckin awesome uncle

one of the only level-headed people you could call family

back to dad:

“hey, little guy, what’s up? any baby-things you wanna do today? anything on your mind?”

he really wanted you to speak to him

your first word was “duck”

he’s pretty sure you meant “fuck”

“love this kid!”

who wouldn’t?

“let’s play ‘superman’” he runs flies you around the house

he talks abt single dad things to get women to swoon over him

tony always has baby food stains and spit up all over himself

YOURE SPOILED

he has a separate garage for those tiny drivable cars that kids can vroom in, you know what im talking about

“god, you’re gonna be so cool when you grow up”

tony stark is a rough-and-tough dad

loves to get wild when it’s playtime

“y/n, catch!” *ball hits you in the face* “alright, not an athlete, that’s okay”

“i’m good!”

tinkering in the workshop with dear ol’ dad

“alright, sport, what’s your million-dollar idea?”

“a car that’s powered by water”

“i knew i shouldnt have let you watch that 70s show”

you actually did become a handful growing up

if tony didn’t want to Dad(tm) for a few hours, he’d make happy take you to chuck e. cheese

“buy the kid as many tokens as he wants, it doesn’t matter”

tony would either take a long, much needed nap or work until he crashed

one time he heard you blasting black sabbath in your room and opened the door to see you playing air guitar and he shut the door and cried

so proud

you wanted to go to school but you were a budding genius so he wanted to teach you himself

this would be around the time that tony went missing

which was traumatic for you and it didn’t seem like anybody cared

pepper was your godmother so she had to take care of you while he was away, but she was super busy and emotional about the whole thing

happy and pepper honestly acted like divorced parents shuttling their child back and forth

“it’s your day, happy! pick him up, i have to go to work!”

but eventually, tony found his way back to you and you cried really hard and there were snot bubbles and he tried to lighten the mood with jokes and he was like

“hey, i brought you some sand from my vacation!”

sir,,,, please

this mf started making a suit of armor and you didn’t think a thing of it

“can i help? can i help? can i help?”

lab assistant y/n reporting for duty

“sure, junior. grab me that screwdriver”

“flat or philips?”

“lets try flat, i gotta wedge this thing apart the old fashioned way”

you were learning so much

and he was really supportive of any idea you pitched

“we can give that a try, no problem!”

you hacked into the avengers initiative files bc you were curious about what agent coulson had to say

“dad, you would be such a cool superhero!”

“are you saying i’m not a superhero already? hellooo, single dad?”

“you’re not single! you have pepper!”

“dammit, you’re right i cant use that line anymore”

you started to DREAM of becoming an avenger

you thought you’d be able to get an in if your dad committed to it

“my dad’s an avenger” -you to everyone when youre trying to threaten them

“so, mr. fury, when can i become an avenger?”

“how old are you?”

“i’ll be 13 real soon”

“ask your dad”

honestly tony liked the idea of a father/son superhero team

but in practice?

“hey, y/n, sorry if i don’t tell you this enough, but i love you”

“love you too, dad”

the avengers seemed to enjoy your company

you still radiated stark energy, so that really hurt your likable-ness

“c-can i get your autograph?” -you to captain america

“not you too!” -tony

“shhh, dad, i’m talking to a celebrity”

tony is majorly offended

soon the avengers were your family, which was odd to get used to

lots happens in your life, that was for sure

every time you turned on the news it was something about an avenger

“dad...cnn says steve is a fugitive”

“sucks to be him” *eats toast*

tony makes u breakfast special :)

“want a pop tart?”

“sure...yeah, nat’s a fugitive too, it seems”

“she’ll be fine”

avengers tower was pretty cool, you and thor played ping pong together when you were there

“thor, if you use mjölnir as a paddle again you’re gonna kill me with a ping pong ball!”

you hung out at the malibu house a whole lot

theres a framed picture of the “Tony Stark: DILF” magazine cover on your wall

your friends were other rich kids

“y/n, you know all your friends are douchebags, right?”

“i am well aware”

you threw parties at said malibu house when tony and pepper were gone

“sir, there’s a disturbance at your home”

“which one, JARVIS?”

“malibu”

“shit, y/n’s there! what’s wrong?”

“see for yourself” *pulls up cameras*

“are you kidding me, JARVIS? you think i care if y/n’s trashing the house? you had me thinking he was being attacked or held hostage or something, jesus”

you programmed “the panic protocol” into JARVIS’s system without tony knowing, which can sense when tony has anxiety/panic attacks and figure out how to calm him

JARVIS sends you a notification if you aren’t in immediately vicinity, then he troubleshoots to find the best solution for tony until you can help

either music, counting, breathing reminders, water reminders, etc

“dad, everything alright?”

“im good, son! real good!”

eventually you found a good excuse for getting a suit

“dad, i think terrorist attacks warrant a need for armor...for my protection!”

“fine, we’ll develop a suit for you”

“no need! i already engineered one while you were busy, it’s downstairs”

“impressive. you’re grounded”

“nooo! unground me please!”

“fine, ungrounded”

youre one foot in the door becoming an avenger

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megan1412 · 4 years ago

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Golden Slumbers

John and Paul tuck their kids in to bed, and chaos ensues

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"Nooo... I don't wanna go to bed Daddy!"

Julian squirms in Paul's arms as he struggles to hold the three year old. John is right down the hall with Sean, who is having a tantrum of his own.

"No. I won't go! Im not tired!" screams Sean at the top of lungs.

"Yes you will or we won't go see Uncle George and Uncle Ringo tomorrow!" John says, on the verge of yelling.

"Why not? Im not being bad!"

"We're not bringing you over to their house if your grouchy and tired! Please Sean, do it for me!" John pleaded.

Paul finally tosses Julian into bed. John is right behind him, Sean on his shoulder, pouting. John gives his husband a weary look, and they both let out a tiresome chuckle. Sean and Julian reluctantly head to their beds as Paul takes Julian and John takes Sean.

"Can we have a bedtime story?" Julian says, wiping away his tears.

"Only if you go to bed right after." Paul says calmly.

Paul pulls out his old copy of Rupert the Bear. John sits in the toddler bed with Sean, pulling him closer as Sean lays on his lap. Paul reads the short book, keeping his eye on Julian, who is getting antsy laying in bed. As Paul finishes, Julian suddenly jumps out of bed and begins giggling.

"Another one! Another one!"

Sean hears Julian get all excited and gets up himself. They dart out of the room as John curses under his breath and runs after them. Paul throws the book down onto the bed and cradles his head. Toddlers were never easy to handle. He hears John yelling from down the hall, and a lot of giggling.

"SEAN! JULIAN! TIME FOR BED! ITS LATE!"

"You can't catch me!"

"No bed for me! You're too slow Daddy!"

"PAUL!" John yells.

Paul gets up and runs out of the room to help his husband.

20 mins later....

"Ok you rapscallions, into bed, NOW." Paul says sternly to his now exhausted toddlers.

John collapses into the rocking chair in the corner of the nursery. He wipes his brow and glares at Paul. The kids crawl into bed and lay down immediately. Paul comes around to each kid to tuck them in and lay a tender peck on their cheeks.

"Now, stay in bed. We have a long day tomorrow. Me and Dada love you and we will see you in the morning." Paul says soothingly.

"Sing a song please. A short one Dada!" says Sean, half asleep.

John gets up from the chair and stands by his husband, who begins to hum and sway back and forth.

"Now its time to say goodnight..."

"Good night, sleep tight..."

They sing softly in harmony as their kids fall asleep within minutes. They blow a kiss to each kid and close the door quietly. They head down the hall to the living room and collapse onto the couch. They let out a collective sigh and engage in a soft embrace.

"Well that was a nightmare." John sighs.

"Well, its our lovely little nightmare love. Treasure these moments before their gone. They'll be out of the house before you know it." Paul says soothingly.

John chokes back tears. For all the late nights, for all the tantrums, for all the endless playtimes, he truly enjoyed parenthood. It made him sad that one day, these precious moments will be just memories. He squeezes Paul as he looks at their family portrait on the wall.

"Paulie. Thank you for making me a father." he says tenderly.

Paul turns his weary gaze up towards his husband. They lock their hands and stare at the family portrait and smile.

This was my first Mclennon fic and I hope you liked it! This was the product of my bored self during class last week. Enjoy!

#the beatles #john lennon #paulmccartney #1960's music #1960s aesthetic #mclennon #mclennon fanfiction #family banter

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vikab · 8 years ago

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p5 thoughts

After having drawn so much fanart of p5 (most of it being Yusuke) before the game even came out, even with my hype when I started playing on the release date, I only FINALLY finished persona 5 OTL

Below will be my mini-review and thoughts on the game?? spoilers are gonna here on the entire game

Total playtime - 87 hours 40 minutes

OK this is gonna be disorganized mess but i will try to be .. not messy Story: The story unfortunately was very weak :( Like the game had an AMAZING start and it was tackling really important issues. I really started to care about Ryuji and Ann and their goals. Then Yusuke joins and I thought the game was just heading in perfect direction. Then I felt off during Kaneshiro’s arc as Makoto did not really feel .. really into the whole PT thing?? sorry Makoto fans i love her but she felt rly overrated... anyway Futaba’s arc no doubt was my favorite but then the game really started falling apart. like lets not talk about the whole series of events that were Morgana leaving the team that was straight up BAD. the pacing picked up a bit for the Casino dungeon and it was really intense then its Shido and thing kinda... fell back into this weird pacing ... Ah yes, let’s just wait 20 days to see if Shido has a change of heart or we die. After that the pacing was still all over the place then the huge plottwist happens. I knew about it but still liked it! The last arc had on point emotions and feels so it felt like a good ending to the game. SEVERE PACING ISSUES KILL THE GAME FOR ME THOUGH. I get that they still wanted the calendar system but honestly i dont think it worked any huge favors for the game . .. anyway yeah the game started amazing then dropped close to death then picked up again but not as good as the beginning Characters: I have not managed to finish a lot of confidants so near the end the parts where confidants help out it was .. very lacking lol .. . if that part wasnt so depended on the confidants that you have finished.... But overall the characters were good. Pacing of the story and the story itself did not do any justice to them I think and it feels bad bc everyone had so much potential but having a big cast it was obvious that not everyone was getting the attention they deserved Ryuji - good bro and I loved him but the middle part of the game and the constant “we gotta get the girls!” moments were so . . ugh ... confidant rank and beginning of game ryuji was absolute best though Ann - same goes for her as with ryuji that the beginning of the game was best characterization moment for her. I liked her a lot and she’s pretty bro for female heroine! but the constant fanservice kills me guys Morgana - boy did i dislike morgana for the most of the game. he really felt like teddie 2.0 at times and i just did not have a lot motivation to like him. Last arc of the game tho?? i love morgana??? i wanna cry tbh those parts near the end really resonated with me so my final verdict is that i like morgana a lot now Yusuke - I LOVE THIS BOY. while i get the beef that people have with his recruitment arc (the whole nude modeling thing) I thought it was ok since my interpretation is that he was just pissed and really needed that inspiration he found in ann but idk. otherwise his arc was good but goddamn fuck you atlus for continuously treating him like a weirdo?? PT is supposed to be a gang of misfits and yet even the teammates keep treating him like a weirdo. . that was just really bad like come on let me kiss yusuke and feed him. also will never forgive atlus for not letting yusuke move into leblanc. He’s a very good character and very level-headed so i love him sm. he has really great moments Makoto - I liked her a lot! i do think she’s a bit overrated and that she doesn’t fit well with PT but I think that’s just the issue with Atlus pacing of the story, because her issues during her recruitment were really good (as in i did feel like she would fit into PT well) Futaba - I LOVE THIS GIRL!! I played with jpn dub which I think does much better justice to her characterization. Her entire arc was so so good and I felt like she was a really solid character going through growth. her confidant was very very good. She has a lot of funny moments and I love her antics with Yusuke. they are the blessed characters of this game. too good for this game. Haru - love her too!!!! she was so nice and sweet but damn atlus did not do her justice at all. she is the “last” party member to join and it is so sad she does not get a lof interaction with PT. like I wish PT interacted with her somehow throughout the game before she joins, be it like help her out sometimes or something bc they go to same school so when she joins later the team dynamic can easily accept her. Goro - we dont talk about goro jk but honestly he was handled bad. his link was automatic and I get why but his initial personality just makes me hate him a lot. he was cool as a party member but not for long. I expect him to appear in spinoffs bc wtf was that ending for him goddamn atlus. i like a lot his potential as a character but everything else? hate Sae was for me quite funny during the interrogation (when you start the confidant parts) but after her casino her involvement in the story I really ended up liking Sae. she’s good Also gonna mention Sojiro bc i love that coffee dad. His dynamic with Futaba and protagonist was extremely good!!! such a solid family. I loved that he finds out the truth and how he handled it. love u sojiro Speaking of protagonist, I really really really wish atlus would ease up on the “silent protagonist” a bit more. for a game as huge as this, the silence does not do justice to the protagonist. idk i just wish there would have been a bit more voice to him and solid characterization other than some off-hand comments that imply the underlying personality. i get the whole “self-insert” part but it sucks stop putting it in games Overall character summary: pacing sucked so characterization suffered a lot. a lot of characters don’t get their time to shine and while I love them a lot it really sucks to see how they were treated. Pacing ruined a lot of things including team dynamic. Palaces: (in chronological order) Kamoshida/Castle - IT SUCKED I HATE IT. being the first freaking dungeon it sure was extremely hard and damn long. also not knowing about the calling car system really hurt lmao. i just hate this dungeon and i got stuck there a lot too Madarame/Art Museum - THE BEST ONE! Honestly I think it is the only palace that really did feel like a heist! It is a very beautiful palace and im probably also biased bc its Yusuke’s arc but this palace was legit fun to get through. Kaneshiro/Bank - it was ok, good music. i don’t really feel much for it and I was just mostly annoyed how long the vault part was. Futaba/Pyramid - I loved it a lot too! 10/10 music I had a lot of annoyances with coffin shadows and the puzzles for a bit but overall the music and aesthetics really made the palace work well with the story Okumura/Spaceship - we don’t talk about the “lunch break” parts.... overall it was ok and I liked its aesthetic. also the implications about the workers there was good sad material. Sae/Casino - 10/10 music. overall i disliked it a lot bc some of the parts really dragged and I hated gambling in there to progress. Shido/Ship - 10/10 music. overall i liked it / it was ok. the mouse mechanic was a bit fun, the last part being ... 3 boss fights in a row without saving was sure something. 10/10 creepy outside aesthetic of sunken city. Mementos Depths - not to be confused w/ p3/4 style dungeon we know as mementos (which were pretty much mindless fun to progress thru), the depths was ... so good. mostly for the creepy aesthetic 10/10 would suffer again. the music track Freedom and Security, that plays during goro’s bad end credits, plays as the theme for this dungeon and jeez did it make me feel so emo. the parts where you can talk to locked up people who are apathetic to the world just gave me depression and i loved it.. . i didnt really like the later part of it (when tokyo merges with mementos) To rank the palaces overall its: Art museum > Mementos Depths > Pyramid >> Ruse Cruise > Spaceship > Casino > Bank >>>>>> Castle Gameplay mechanics were very solid and fun. Movement a bit could be clunky (or that’s what i felt like) and stealth mechanic in dungeons was ok. The gameplay has A LOT of attention to detail and i appreciated it a lot. UI was cluttered but it worked and was quite Aesthetic. I think the game would have benefited if the stats weren’t so important to the social aspect or if the calendar system was revamped. Final boss imo was not as bad as P4 but still ... sucked. P3′s final boss fight is still ultimately my favorite. P5 comes close but once again, pacing issues. Protagonist summoning freaking Satanael was cool af though. Honestly my big issue with P5 was the PACING that made the story and characters suck a lot of times but overall the game was extremely solid and memorable. Of the persona entries i played i think P5 is special so I can’t really rank it. I am really attached to the game despite its heavy flaws that kill me. P3 and P2 are still quite my favorites but P5 is like really close to them so I guess it’s a fave too i love those phantom thieves

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