#that or getting killed by bright because he made one joke about children

[rainbowgod666]

He avoids main events and hes juat doing his Ex Soviet Boi schtick to avoid

You know

Aneurysm

It's been 7 too many days since Strelnikov was mentioned in his tags... I yearn for more Strelnikov I YEARN FOR MORE

Anyways another Strelnikov headcanon

He definitely says "WHAT!?" Every time someone isn't at least a foot close to him? Two feet away are you? He can't hear you sorry, speak up next time or something idk?

Plus wack ass drawings idk about them but the rest might be worse. Ignore my handwriting :/

[bonesandchalamet]

you can’t catch me now — coriolanus snow

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

summary: when you want the plinth prize, and so does he, you’ll do anything in your power to make sure snow doesn’t land on top.

warnings: slightly unedited/ minor grammatical errors + snow isn’t that much of an asshole + minor tension between characters + no graphic details of death + SPOILERS TO THE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND SNAKES!

a/n: typically don’t like to write for villains… but that movie has been on my mind since I saw it 😅

when the plinth prize had a minor change in plans the only person you could look towards was him. snow. he had to have an idea, but by the reaction that took place, the way he shifted in his seat, he’d have had no clue. this must have been some sick joke. but the hunger games was all about discipline and viewers, it’s no shock the plinth prize money stakes were upped.

you’d have risen to the top and fought coriolanus snow every moment you could. academics were easy, but this? mentoring someone to win a game? this was a true test.

leaving the capital, leaves crunch beneath your feet as your pace quickens. how was this fair? to throw children in an arena to fight for their lives, that was one unfair choice the capital made, but this? was a cruel punishment.

you can hear his feet against the pavement. his pace was always rather faster than yours, which is why you’re surprised he hadn’t caught up to you now. you’d had booked it out the capital the second you were dismissed, but the dread of the next few days still lingered the air like bad perfume.

“y/n, y/n—“

“corio,” you finally snap. turning on your heel to face him, he stops. the air in his lungs catches when he sees the tears against your blush colored cheeks. you held your fight for the rights of the district close to your chest, similarly to sejanus; but you’d only ever been the one to push snow to the limits and make him fight back. tomorrow, your tribute could die and Coriolanus would win once again. it wasn’t fair how snow seemed to always win.

“you think I’m happy about this?” his question takes you by surprise. nobody was happy about this, but coriolanus’ songbird made quite the impression with viewers. you’d expected him to gloat in your face, a typical action of his, but todays far different. there’s an eery difference to the coriolanus you saw that morning before the plinth prize was changed.

“I’d expect you to be happy about your bird gaining you views and donations—“

“she’ll die by tomorrow, y/n. your guy at least has a chance to win. he’s strong enough to take on the others. you’ve got the money in the bag.” he runs a frustrated hand through his white blond curls. his bright blue eyes stare into your soul the way they normally do. so tempting to swim in, but you fight the current. you’re stronger than that, and after all these years of fierce competition, Coriolanus was not going to get you like this.

“I know your motives, snow. sympathizing with me isn’t going to get you far.” you spit out the words, spinning back in the direction towards home. if it wasn’t for the capital traffic, and coriolanus, you’d be home by now. you’d be in bed dreading sleep while you worry awake about the next morning.

“motives? can’t we be friends for once—“

“you want my alliance so my guy doesn’t kill her. I’m always a step ahead of you.”

he scoffs. he stands inches behind you, watching you eye the traffic circle for a chance to sprint across towards the grass for the home stretch. the comforting walls of your bedroom were waiting for you, but coriolanus and rush hour were adding to your time.

“alliance? if I’d wanted an alliance I’d have asked sejanus for help, since he has the money we both don’t have.”

it’s no secret to the two of you that money was tight. it’s maybe why you both work harder than the others, because college was in their futures, and your futures were determined by the outcome of the hunger games. the first time you met Coriolanus, you knew he was just like you. tight shoes, shirt that was far too big, and an excitement for the amount of food that capital had to offer. staring into each others souls that first lecture was when you knew coriolanus was not going to be your friend.

“so then what do you want from me? because once this is all over,” you snap your head up in his direction, his blue eyes piercing into your own, you can feel his anxiety radiating off him, “you’ll go back to hating me and begging for some of that plinth money.”

—

anxiety sits at the pit of your stomach. his songbird had run to the fans leaving four remaining in the pact on the hunt for her. coriolanus sits two seats away from you, his eyes haven’t left the screen since she’d gone into hiding.

“she’ll have to come out eventually.” you snap your head in his direction for a brief second, but his don’t leave where the four attempt to get her out of the vents.

you’d be lying to say you weren’t nervous for everyone in the arena. you’d hated how they were pitted against each other for punishment, and having to mentor these people made your attachment towards the games far worse. you couldn’t eat, you couldn’t sleep, and frankly if you could, you wouldn’t watch.

there was no exact plan when you met your tribute. he’d been shaken up from the past couple of days and just wanted to survive. you couldn’t blame him, and while you worked on some strategies, it was all up to him.

“she can survive—“ his words were a second too late when the clan began to rattle the vents, using pitch forks and other weapons to get her out. the dust was too heavy for the cameras to see anything, but you’d assumed they got her out by the looks of it, and everyone held onto their seats.

she’d appeared from the dusty air in no time. running for another escape, when Dr. Gauls trick up her sleeve rattled the arena. she had a way of twisting the games, and the game seemed to last longer than she intended: enter the tank the drones were dropping off.

“what is she doing.” you move closer to coriolanus, your voice in a hushed tone so the other remaining mentors didn’t hear a thing. he’s focused on the screen, but your eyes find Dr. Gaul and her wicked smile.

“if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you anyway—“

“there’s no point in bluffing, they’ll die anyway with that tank of snakes.” your voice is strained, the words come out slithery on your tongue, coriolanus turns his head in your direction for the first time today.

his blue eyes were a different shimmer. they bleed with anxiety, and as he rises out of the chair, he pulls you closer to his chest. he carefully lowers his head down towards your ear, mouth hovering over it, “I’m so sorry, but it had to be done. I wouldn’t look if I were you.”

slowly moving backwards from his grip, you run towards the doors. time seemed to slow down. you spot Tigris, she’s rising from her seat, a smile stretched across her face as her, and other students, rush to congratulate coriolanus on his victory, you can hear him calling out your name as the doors slam behind you.

your feet carry you. the sounds of the fireworks and the honks of the cars in the traffic circle don’t phase you, but you’re running to the only place that you know. the only place that’ll play fair against coriolanus snow’s twisted games.

MONTHS LATER

“so you do win after all.”

the sound of his shoes scraping against the floor are different. you used to recognize his patterned steps, the way they scuffed the floor because the shoes he wore were too small.

turning around in your chair, you spot the new coriolanus snow. the man who fell off the face of the capital once Dr. Gaul was made aware of his cheating. now, you sit in the University library staring a different snow.

“I didn’t have to cheat for it.”

he rolls his eyes taking the seat across from you at the table. your notes are scattered amongst the table, and you look the same minus the bags you wear under your eyes. university changed you. and district twelve certainly changed him. working through the ranks to move to district two, only to be summoned by Dr. Gaul for a second chance in the capital. he arrived home yesterday, and made it his plans to find you. which wasn’t hard, since you spent all your life in this exact library anyway.

“I learned my lesson. you caught me.” he raises his hands up in defense, you spot the marks against his forearm. leaning forward, you carefully wrap your fingers around his pale skin, “snake bite?”

“they aren’t friendly in the wild.”

a chuckle escapes your lips as you release his arm from your light grip, “they were friendly to Lucy gray.”

“well she’s not so friendly to me anymore.”

“oh corio, you should know cheating for a girl never makes a good impression.” you smile brightly. leaning back into your seat, you get a better look at him. the buzzcut suits him, bringing his bright blue eyes more to the center of his looks.

he exhales a deep sigh nodding in agreement, “I’m a changed man, thanks to you. you taught me a lot.”

“so what are you doing home, snow? I thought you were out of here for twenty years.” at least those were the rumors you heard. nobody spoke of sejanus or coriolanus much anymore, and while you worried if tattling was the right thing to do, you’re happy to see he came back a better version of himself.

“you didn’t hear?” he asks. shaking your head you gesture for him to continue, “I’ll be working closely with Dr. Gaul. I’m back to the capital, and I’m back to mess with you.”

you wish he could’ve seen how far you rolled your eyes back, but he was long gone after that, leaving you alone to study once again. you knew Coriolanus wouldn’t last twenty years away from you. not since he was practically in love with you.

[drvscarlett]

GRENADE (MV01)

EPISODE 1. Who is getting Checo's seat?

Grenade Series

Taglist. @spideybv28 @randomcuboidshape @mehrmonga @casperlikej @itsjustkhaos @stampiej

The newest episode of the documentary series starts in a studio with the camera crews focusing their camera to the Red Bull drivers. Aubrey Vaughn and Max Verstappen has conducted the interviews separately but they were showcased side-by-side. Max was in his usual Red Bull gear while Aubrey was dressed to kill. Right here there were words floating down the screen.

'Max Verstappen and Aubrey Vaughn, the two Red Bull drivers embroiled in intense rivalry finally sits down to talk to us' Max held the clapper indicating the Red Bull documentary is currently in-session. His usual blank face plastered on his face. Aubrey was flashed to the screen with a candid shot of her fixing her microphone. Then the camera angle shifted to a front view where she smiled and looked directly at the camera. "Aubrey are you ready to start this interview?" the interviewer was not in sight and Aubrey nodded to the camera "Can you first tell us how did you get your Red Bull seat?" "Honestly I owe everything to Checo"

Sergio "Checo" Perez has already had his fair shares of victories in Formula 1. It wasn't always sunshines and rainbows, for sure there were times where it was a really really bad weekend. There is a lot of experiences, teams, and stories for him to tell. He wasn't getting any younger and the calendar has just got a bit hectic. The kids are also growing up and he doesn't want to miss more milestones. He knew that it was a very perfect time for him to retire.

Of course,the first person he discussed it with is his teammate Max then the rest of the Red Bull crew. Christian made an offer to increase his benefits to convince Checo to stay but alas the driver wanted to retire.

It was a mess to pick which driver could work best with Max. Checo told about his retirement during the Shanghai GP and now its the summer break so the team is scouting for their second driver. Of course, Checo offered that he will join in the quest of finding the other driver for Red Bull which is why he is here in Spain.

"Are you here to look for a retirement plan?" Fernando greeted with a joke

Fernando Alonso, two time world champion and a good friend of Checo. He was also the first person outside Red Bull that Checo told about his retirement.

"Not planning to retire soon?"

"I'm doing okay"Fernando answered "I can still beat the kids"

The two glanced at the track. It was filled with children and teens practicing. Checo smiled as he remembers how he used to be like one of them.

At the corner of his eyes, he catches a bright pink go kart. His eyes followed as she moved gracefully and with precision around the track. By the end of it, Checo's eyes widened as the helmet was lifted up.

"Is that Vaughn?" Checo recognized her.

"Oh you know Aubrey, she's one of my pride and joys"Fernando proudly acknowledges.

Fernando was quite proud of Aubrey Vaughn like a father would be to their daughter. He have mentored Aubrey ever since he saw her frequent the track in 2015. He would always look into her races whenever he could andd offer advices about how to survive.

As for Checo, he knows all about her due to the Red Bull garage talking about Aubrey Vaughn.

He has gotten acquainted with the name when the garage buzzed about the rising star of the F1 academy. Then he soon found out that it was a sore topic for Max because the 8 year old Aubrey has beaten him twice when he was still karting.

Although from what Checo has heard, Aubrey wasn't able to win the championship. Plus she hasn't been seen ever since her crash so he was pretty surprised to see her here.

"How is she? Its been a while since I last saw her" Checo wondered

Frankly, Fernando remembered how broken Aubrey was after the whole F1 Academy shenanigans. It was even more unfortunate when she was not picked to race for F1 Academy for 2024 and even for the 2025 season.

"She's been resting here and teaching in my academy" Fernando admitted "I think she has far more potential than just staying here"

Checo nods his head in agreement. If Aubrey was as good as the stories that he heard then she should have been competing even in Formula 1.

It was like a lightbulb moment for him.

"She's not yet signed with anyone?" Checo clarifies.

"Not yet" Fernando looked at him skeptically "What's on your mind? You look like you have some grand elaborate plan"

"Well Red Bull is looking for my replacement, why not have Aubrey take a shot at my seat"

"I still send gifts every month to Checo because of that." Aubrey concludes "I think by month 3 he told me that I didn't have to but I was really appreciative of the whole thing so I decided to give gifts to his kids instead." The camera cuts back to Max. "What was your reaction to Aubrey being your teammate? Were you happy to know that a familiar face will be joining you? We heard you crossed paths in karting before" "Well I was pretty chill about it" Max replied

"WHO IS REPLACING CHECO?"

It was a good call for Christian to talk to Max first in a one-on-one set-up before announcing it with the whole team. Christian knew Max like the back of his hand and he will not be happy about the decision that he made but Christian knows that she is the best option to replace Checo.

"Aubrey Vaughn is replacing Checo" Christian repeated "I would rather you hear it from me than the media"

"What about Daniel? What about Carlos? Why are we putting a rookie as the second driver?" Max asked, completely in disraught.

"You know Daniel is not doing well, Carlos is signed with Mercedes, and she is the best option" Christian answered.

Max sat down as he rethinks his decision in life. He can never forget how a menace Vaughn was when they were kids. He was actually happy that he hasn't heard of her for the past few years ever but her F1 academy stint brought her back to the picture. As far as Max knows, she hasn't been up to a lot.

But now she will be his teammate? Hell no.

"How can she be allowed to go back?"Max's frustration was evident in his tone.

"She is really good Max, I have a clip of her testing the car" Christian pushed a tablet with the Visa Cash App RB car on track.

For a second, Max was taken a back with how well she performs on track. There were moments that he thinks that Aubrey lost control the car but then she handles it smoothly as if it was on purpose.

It reminded of Max that Aubrey is a driver that pushes everything to the limits.

"This will not work, she will be a pain as a team mate" Max groans

"Now stop being dramatic Max" Christian smiles "I'm sure you will enjoy having someone to challenge you during the races."

It was true that he wanted to be challenged, he expressed it multiple times that the only time he felt the competition was in Singapore 2023. Max should have made his wish clear that he wanted a challenge but not someone like Aubrey to challenge him. Now, he felt like he wants to run into a wall over and over again so he will be disqualified instead of having Aubrey as a team mate for a whole season.

"I'm telling you Christian that we will be a pain in your head" Max warns.

"This is a development that you have been asking for Max." Christian has a very convincing argument "Didn't you say that you're not crossing out the possibility of a female driver in Formula 1? And bringing Aubrey into the picture will help more female drivers to enter the sports"

Max really hates it when his words comes haunting him back. He remembered that interview well when he criticized the F1 academy for not making fast cars and delaying opportunities for female drivers.

"Okay but this one is on you if you have another multi 21 moment" Max says before leaving the room

"Oh Max said he was very chill about the news of me joining the team?" Aubrey stifles a laugh "I'm sorry but that's the craziest lie he said" "Really? What happened" "Well, this is crazy but we never saw each other until the testing season. Its like he is avoiding me like the plague" Aubrey recounts.

Aubrey knew that entering a new team requires her to be friendly with everyone so she spent a lot of time at Milton Keynes. She went to meet every engineers, mechanics, and the whole Red Bull crew to catch up with everyone.

It was quite funny because she almost met every single employee of Red Bull except for Max Verstappen.

"Aubrey Vaughn, its nice to finally meet you"

Now she is face-to-face with Gianpiero Lambiase, Max's engineer.

"So you are Max's race engineer"Aubrey grins, shaking his hands "So should I start bribing you to mess up Max's race strategy so I could win?"

"I'm not sure if you're joking.."

GP has heard of Max's crazy theories that Aubrey was out to get him. At first he thinks that Max is crazy but seeing Aubrey now, he definitely knows why Max is thinking of such things.

"Of course I'm just kidding" Aubrey laughs "Not unless you wanna join forces"

Immediately, GP relaxed in Aubrey's presence. There was something light and silly about Aubrey, that's for sure. GP thinks that maybe Max just misunderstands Aubrey's humor.

"Max seems to be missing in action lately" Aubrey pointed out "I hope he feels better"

"I'm sure he is okay"GP confusedly answer.

"That's good, Christian told me that Max called in sick because he had some food poisoning" Aubrey added

There was a scrunch in the face of the race engineer. As far as he knows, Max is doing some sim testing in floor 12. He immediately fixes his expression so that Max won't be caught in a lie.

Meanwhile, on the 12th floor, Max was on the lookout before going out to the corridor.

"Where is the devil?" Max texted Aubrey's trainer.

He wasn't scared of her. He just didn't want to meet her as much as he could because he knows that once the season starts then he is required to see her every weekend. It was even worse that the races this 2025 season is so close to one another.

"She is with GP at 4th floor"

Max felt really relieved that Aubrey was out of his way. He started walking towards the elevator when the door dinged open and he suddenly had a thought that maybe its her on the other side of the door.

"So basically I didn't know how to break and I crashed"

It was an unfamiliar female voice but it immediately triggered Max's fight or flight senses.

"fuck fuck fuck" Max muttered as he immediately hid behind a pillar.

He was not seen by those coming out of the elevator but he can see those going out of the elevator. He wanted to thank the heavens for his quick thinking and reaction skills because it was Aubrey coming out of the elevator.

It was the first time that Max got a good look at the devil's spawn. He haven't seen her ever since their karting days and the first thing he noticed was gone was the dark locks. It was replaced with a more blonde color like the barbie dolls.

She looked tall but Max thinks he is a couple of inches taller. She still had that grin on her face that she used to give him when she finishes ahead. Max absolutely hated it.

"She is exaggerating, I was not avoiding her" Max complains "I was just busy doing... things.....yes things"

There was laughter from the crew. Obviously they know it was bullshit but no one would dare tell the World Champion that.

"Okay max so how does it feel when you worked with each other on track"

"When you put two competitive drivers on one team, what do you think would happen?" Max asked.

"You already started racing during testing?" the interviewer clarifies.

"We weren't even on track and we started racing already"Max confirms.

Aubrey made it her mission to see Max on the first day of testing. She was waiting at the hotel lobby when she saw a familiar Red Bull cladded man eating at the hotel buffet. She sprinted her way to the table.

"Finally! The elusive Max Verstappen is in the flesh now" Aubrey grins as she sat down at the empty seat.

Max looked like a deer caught in headlights. He knew it was a bad idea to eat here for breakfast as there is 60% possibility to meet her here. But here goes nothing.

"What do you want from me?"Max grumbled.

"Just wanna meet my team mate"Aubrey said "You're just as grumpy as the first day that I met you"

Its been years but Max could still remember why he was so mad to meet Aubrey.

"You took my helmet and I have been disqualified because I did not have a helmet"Max pointed at her accussingly.

"Oh cmon Max that was years ago,would you let that go" Aubrey groans "Plus I said I was sorry and that it was all an accident"

"How is it an accident,it has a lion on it and you knew it was mine"

In Aubrey's defense, she was tired of people making fun of her because she is a girl. So she decided to take a random boy's helmet to wear to make them think that she isn't a girl.

Fortunately,it worked wonders because she was finally taken seriously. Unfortunately, the helmet she stole belongs to Max.

"It was a childhood mistake"

"Childhood mistake my ass" Max grunted.

He stood up to leave as he no longer has any appetite. Plus, he really needs to get away before this goes to a full screaming match.

"Oh cmon Max, were supposed to be team mates"Aubrey complained as she follows him.

The two Red Bull drivers earned looks from hotel guests as they bicker all the way to the parking lot. With Max telling her to go away while Aubrey keeps on pestering him to forgive her.

"Okay fine, lets settle this with a competition then dumbass" Aubrey challenged "What if the first person who arrives at the circuit gets what they want"

Max seems to think for a bit but then his face cracks to a smirk.

"Okay bring it on"

And so the cars started racing through the streets. Aubrey swears she can hear Tokyo Drift playing in her head as she drives her car throughout the highways. Max felt very determined to win so he could ask Aubrey to leave him alone.

The two were not mindful of their speed limits which is why sirens started following them.

"And that's the story why we got delayed to our first testing because we got speeding tickets" Max wrapped up. "So who got to the circuit first?" "There were no winners" Max answered "We were both at the police station" "I firmly believe that Max called the police because he knew that he would lose" Aubrey's interview replaced Max. "It was really interesting to be picked up at the police station by a fuming Christian Horner wondering where his two drivers are"Aubrey added.

[rapz-rites]

Demon Spawns

Damian Wayne x Powered!Fem!Reader

When your’s and Damians future kids come to the present

A/N: Inspired by @cipheress-to-k-pop version of this. Please give me some feedback, it’s always appreciated :3

Word Count: 2500+

Warnings: mentions of a miscarriage, was lightly proofread and revised

Future

-Honestly, it’s not Mar’i’s fault

-You needed someone to watch the twins as you and damian had to go away on a business trip for a few dayside hours hours and I

-Mar’i eagerly accepted

-Yes, she knew she wasn’t supposed to bring the twins to the cave but she didn’t think this would happen

-The worst she expected was that they broke on of Tim’s gadgets

-She didn’t expect them to accidentally send themselves to the future

-You were going to kill her

-Mar’i did the only thing she could think of at the moment, call her best friend, White Rabbit, aka Lian Harper, to help her get them back

Present

- You and Damian had been dating for a year already

-You really loved him

-After 3 years of knowing him and 2 months of dating, it was only a matter of time until you both found out about each other

-Damian being Robin didn’t entirely surprise you, it just made a lot of sense

-The constant disappearing, the odd phone calls, the weird excuses

-At least he wasn’t cheating (Damian would NEVER cheat)

-Growing up adopted you never knew your birth parents, just that they had to have been metas because you have powers

-You had powers like Kori and more, you even kind of looked like her

-People joked that you could have been her daughter before she came to Earth

-Those jokes make her uncomfortable

-You thought everything about her was interesting: she’s heir to the thrown on Tamaran, her sister sold her, she’s been married 4 other times, and even the fact that she 9 stomachs

-Today was a normal day at the Manor

-Everyone was just chilling in the BatCave

-Bruce and Tim were working on a case on the BatComputer

-To you, everything in the BatCave started with a ‘Bat’

-BatKeys

-BatSeat

-Your secret name for Alfred was Batler (Bat + Butler )

-Dick and Kori we flirting talking by the weapons

-And you were watching Damian train with Jason

-Watching Damian train was one of your favorite pastimes whenever you were in the cave

-Suddenly a bright light purple light flashed in the middle of the cave, right between Damian and Jason as they were jumping to attack each other,

-The light startled them, causing then the jump back

-All the heroes prepared themselves in a fighting stance

-Next thing everyone knew, two small babies, a girl and boy, were in the middle of the cave

-They looked like they could be twins, but you couldn’t say for certain from where you were standing

- Everyone was surprised, two random babies just appeared out of nowhere

-“Aye, Big Bat. Bet you don’t have a protocol for this, do ya?” Jason says trying to break the silence

-The two babies looked around confused

-They couldn’t be older than a 9 months

-Last they checked they were with Mar’i in the BatCave, now they were in the BatCave with strangers they didn’t recognize

-BOOM, waterworks

-“I’ll go and get Alfred” Tim said dashing up the stairs

-Everyone knew he was probably the least qualified to deal with children, mainly because he’s always sleep deprived

-Naturally the two most recent parents went and scooped one up

-“How did they get here?” Dick asked rocking the girl in his arms

-They both calmed down a bit looking at the person holding them and back at each other and back at the adult

-They stopped crying, but were still fussing

-“While they’re like this let’s get saliva for a DNA test to find out who their parents are”

-Bruce took two swabs and collected saliva from each of the babies

-After, Dick and Kori passed the babies around to see if anyone could calm them down

-It wasn’t until Bruce handed you the little boy that he stopped crying, cooing in your arms and little hands reaching for your face

-Jason stopped, looked at Damian, and questioned if it would be the best idea to hand a baby to him

-“Is handing Damian a crying baby the best idea?”

-“Probably not, but it’s the only idea we have” Dick responded

-Handing the baby girl to Damian, she looked at him and stopped fussing, smiling at the face in front of her

-“Never thought I’d see the day” Jason chuckled

-“What do you think their names are?” Kori asked gaining everyone’s attention

-“How about we get in a circle, go in a circle calling out random names and see who they go to” you spoke

-Everyone nodded and hummed in agreement

-You and Damian placed the babies on the floor jointing everyone else in the circle

-Before you could call the first name, a voice interrupted you

-“After this game, I believe you will be needed these”

-The voice belonging to none other than Alfred said

-Tim decided to join the circle at that point

-“Thank you” you called out

-Alfred gave you a small smile and nod before heading up the stairs

-You all started with your little game ‘Name the Babe’

-“Makayla”

-“Isaiah”

-“Nick”

-“Elizabeth”

-After 5 minutes of calling names and receiving no reaction from the babies, a ding

-It was from the BatComputer, signaling the results from the DNA test

-Dick and Kori

-Bruce opened the test and everyone had a face mixed with shock and confusion

-Under ‘FATHER’ was a picture of Damian

-”The Demon spawn had a spawn.”

-Under ‘MOTHER’ was a question mark and underneath it was ‘match not found’

-You turned to Damian with a look a shock, confusion, and… betrayal and one that said ‘please don’t tell me you cheated on me’

-Damian took a step towards you, and you took a step back

-You rushed up the stairs heading into the manor

-Damian rushed after you

-“This makes no sense. Damian has only ever been with anyone other than YN and Raven”

-“And he’s not the type for random hookups”

-Bruce checked the database and noticed he didn’t have yours or Ravens DNA in the system

-“Kori contact Raven and have her come to the BatCave”

-“Bart!” Tim shouted

-“What? Haven’t you been paying attention, Damian is the father not Bart” Jason retorted

-“I know that! But Bart’s from the future. Who says the babies can’t be too?”

-Back in the manor, Damian was looking all over for you

-Your car was still parked in front, so you were somewhere in the manor

-Fifteen minutes later Damian found you on his bed, facing the window, looking at the garden

-You’ve always loved how Damian’s room faced the garden

-He slowly walks towards you until he’s also on the bed

-“Beloved-”

-“I was pregnant”

-“What? When?”

-“Four months ago. I lost the baby early on, I didn’t even know until I went to the ER. I thought it was food poisoning from that Thai place I went to with Steph and Cass, but they told me I had a miscarriage. I was 3 weeks”

-“Why didn’t you tell me?”

-“I didn’t know how and I was somewhat relieved. I always told myself I’d wait until I was married to have kids. Also we can’t raise a kid now Dami. We’re only 21 and you work in a dangerous field.”

-You put your foreheads together, caressing his cheek with your hand

-Damian just wrapped his arms around you, pulling you down, forcing you to lay with him and you accepted his embrace

-“Todd messaged me”

-“What did he say”

-“Tim come to the conclusion that the babies most likely came from the future and father doesn’t have yours or Raven’s DNA is the system, Raven is on her way so they can run the test again”

-“And if they’re not mine”

-“Let’s not worry about that right now”

-After an hour of silence and Damian just holding you, you both make your way back to the BatCave hand in hand

-Raven, and even some League members, are now there too

-“Can I see the little ones” Diana asked with a smile on her face

-She has always had a soft spot for children

-“Careful. She just ate” Kori informed her, handing Baby Girl over

-While you and Damian were gone, Tim made the executive decision to call them Baby Girl and Baby Boy until the mother was determined

-“Awww, so precious”

-The Themyscrian rocking the small baby in her arms

-Baby Girl soon became fussy, most likely from Diana’s cuffs

-Diana handed the baby off to Raven

-It made sense

-We were here to see if you or Raven would be their mother (yk that motherly connection)

-Once Baby Girl was in Ravens arms she quickly calmed down, almost as quickly as she did with Damian

-You didn’t show it, but you felt a pang in your heart

-Damian just squeezed your hand lightly but you couldn’t take your eyes off Raven and Baby Girl

-Bruce spoke up, breaking you out of your trance

-“I need both of you to get a good saliva swab”

-You and Raven both did as told

-“Here. My arms are getting numb” Dick says handing Baby Boy to you

-You smile at the tiny human in your arms

-After 10 of waiting, a BatComputer dinged

-Bruce went to open the results

-Damian standing right behind him, and you and Raven on each side of him

-On the screen where a picture of the babies

-When did they take that picture?

-The babies were at the bottom middle and above them was the same picture of Damian as earlier and under ‘MOTHER’ was a picture of…

-You

-WAIT! How did they get that picture?

-You were too happy to question that

-“Happy to say that Baby Girl and Baby Boy are Y/N’s and Damian’s ”

-“Thank Azarath”

-You laughed at Raven, she pulls you into a hug

-“These babies are so adorable but I don’t think I’m cut out to be a mother. I’ll gladly babysit though”

-“Wait. You guys have been calling them Baby Girl and Baby Boy?”

-No one other than Wally West would ask that question

-“Come one. You can think of something better to call them”

-Before you could say something, Damian stepped in

-“Actually we already know their names”

-You smiled

-You handed Baby Boy to Damian

-“This is Soren Jackson Wayne”

-“Jackson after Drake”

-You walked over to Raven, who was holding a sleeping Baby Girl, and picked her up

-“And my gorgeous daughter. You are Jaylena Mariah Wayne. Jaylena inspired after Jason but means blue crested bird aka Nightwing. For that time you both saved me”

-You and Damian make eye contact not breaking it even when the others spoke

-Dick and Jason both smiled

-Jason punched Roy’s side

-”See that. Demon spawn named his spawn after me”

-“Don’t worry father we plan on naming the next ones after your mother and father”

-You looked away quickly,

-Bruce had a shocked look on his face

-“There’s going to be more?!”

-Jason could already see it: A demon army

-Suddenly another bright light flashed in the middle of the BatCave

-Everyone but you and Damian had a fight stance ready

-Bruce and Dick stood in front of you and Damian

-Two people now stood in the middle of the BatCave, they looked like vigilantes

-One was dressed in all white, with a matching white masked with bunny ears falling along her wavy ginger hair

-The other, well anyone could tell who she was

-Mar’i Grayson

-“Hi mom. Hi daddy”

-The girl in all white removed her mask as she walked towards Roy giving him a big hug

-“Hi dad”

-It was obvious to say that Dick, Kori, and Roy were baffled

-It wasn’t even a few hours ago they saw their daughters in the care of Barry and Iris, playing along with the other superhero kids

-Now they were teenagers, vigilantes at that too

-Mar’I was walking towards you with a pleading look

-“Sis”

-Sis?

-Mar’I never called you sis

-She always called you this funny tamaranean name she heard from Kori, it’s supposed to be a pretty flower but dangerous or something

-“I am so so so so so sorryyyyy. I know you told me not to bring them to the BatCave by myself but it was only for a minute to get something. I didn’t think they would get sent to the past. I put Sor and Lena down for a second then boom they’re gone. Please don’t kill me”

-She turns to Kori and Dick

-“Please don’t ground me”

-You step towards her

-“I can tell you didn’t want this to happen and I know my future self will probably get on you for this. So just please, please get my babies home safely”

-Mar’i nodded eagerly as you handed her Jaylena

-“I promise. I really don't want to be on the LoA’s bad side” she chuckles

-Damian looked slightly confused at the remark

-He gave Soren to Lian, staring her down with a look that says ‘drop or hurt my son, I’ll hurt you’

-“Daaaaddd”

-“Stop scaring my daughter Damian”

-“Tt”

-“Anyways… Congrats on your…nevermind” Mar’i stops when she noticed your promise ring that Damian gave you

-Soren looks at Mar’i, reaching for her but found it no use when Lian wouldn’t let him

-He looked upset

-As he started fussing a blue power orb slowly started to form about a foot above him

-Thinking of only your kids safety, you quickly absorbed the energy

-“Our kids have powers?” Damian asked in shock

-Naturally you were in shock too

-You barely knew the full extent of your powers compared to other metas your age, and now at least one of your kids will have them too

-“At the moment only Soren does. He uhm… does that sometimes. So far it only happens when he’s mad or extremely fussy.”

-Lian’s watch starts beeping

-Before she can even open her mouth Mar’i talks

-“We really have to go now”

-Damian walks up next to you, placing a hand on your waist

-“Bye Uncle D. Bye bye sis”

-Again with the sis?

-You and Damian give a small wave goodbye

-Just like that, with a flash, they’re gone

-Everyone goes their respective ways

-Tears start to well in your eyes when it’s just you and Damian in the BatCave

-“Let’s go to bed, Beloved. It’s been a long day”

-You follow him to his room and you both go to sleep

-That night you dream about your future with Damian, Jaylena, and Soren

Back to the Future(hehehe see what i did there)

-“Great! They’re still sleeping. We can get them to bed before Y/N and Damian get home”

-Mar’i was ready for this day to be over

-She knew she would get hell from you and Damian for what happened

-“Oh. We’re home. What happened?”

-Hearing your voice, Lian took that as her que to hand Soren over to Damian and hop out

-Mar’i turns around to see you and Damian dropped head to toe in LoA attire

-“Uncle D. Sis. Back already?”

-Damian walks over to Mar’i also taking Jaylena in his arms

-He walks over to you, with both twins in his arms, placing a kiss on your temple

-“I’ll put them to bed while you deal with Mar’i”

-With that Damián walks up the stairs into the manor

-“Before you blow a fuse, I know I shouldn’t have brought the twins to the Cave but I had no choice. I couldn’t leave them upstairs by themselves. As soon as they flashed to the past I immediately got help to go get them. And I almost ruined your proposal surprise but i didn’t so that’s something. I promise this will never ever EVER happen again”

-“Go home”

-“What?”

-“Go home. It’s late and we’re all tired. We’ll talk tomorrow”

-“Oh ok”

-You retire to yours and Damian’s shared bedroom as Mar’i leaves

-“What did you tell her”

-“To go home and we’ll talk tomorrow. You know she almost ruined your proposal”

-“Not surprised”

-You slip into bed, cuddling up next to Damian, head on his shoulder and his arm wrapped around your waist

-You bring your left hand up admiring your engagement and wedding rings

-“It was a great proposal”

-“Damn right it was”

-You chuckled

-You look up at a sleeping Damian, admiring the man he grew to be

-Physically he’s always been attractive, but he grew mentally and emotionally

-He wasn’t the same boy who entered the manor when he was 10, emotionally and mentally detached from everyone, doors and windows shut to everyone, stubborn as a mule

- Actually, Damian will always be stubborn

- You both grew to care deeply for each other

… after writing for about 15-20 minutes I decided I wanted to make a part 2 but of the proposal…😚

I kinda want to make another version, the kid is like a teen. Should I???

Should I write why Mar’i called the reader ��sis’?? Wouldnt y���all like to know? Do you have any ideas?

[igotanidea]

Glimmer: Jason Todd x reader

request: Jason Todd x fem!reader who is optimistic, sees good in people and gives him hugs and kisses when he comes from patrol.

****

She never knew it, and even if she did she would totally refuse to believe it, but there was something in her eyes that always made Jason feel better about world and about himself. A bit.

He met Y/N on one of his night patrols and not-so-surprisingly rescued her from a mugger. Typical Gotham occurrence, but unlike any other citizen of this god-forsaken city she did not seem shaken or terrified or even sad.

“How are you so fine with what happened?” instead of taking off the second the robber was dealt with Jason found himself captured by her unusual behavior

“I’m not” she sighed deeply and her e/c orbs focused on him, making him shake inside due to the intensity of the gaze “I’m not all right with how Gotham affects people. That the poor had to go to the great lengths to survive on the streets while crime lords have everything. I’m not fine with the fact that kids here suffer because their parents abandoned them. I hate that GCPD seem helpless when it comes to dealing with all this shit and vigilantes have to take matters in their own hands.”

“So, pretty much you hate Batman?” Jason scoffed, trying to act casually, not showing how touched he was by the mention of kids on the streets. After all, he was one of them many years ago and the memory of what he went through was still hunting him sometimes.

“I never said that!” she laughed. She laughed a few seconds after a traumatic events. “I admire everything he does. But unlike our fierce protector, I’d rather focus on seeing good in people.”

“Good?” Jason scoffed, his helmet muffling the sound a bit “There’s nothing good in this shithole.”

‘Maybe that is your problem, Red. Your aim is to get rid of the crime lords. Arguably by killing them all off….”

“I don’t do that anymore.” He chimed in

“Then hurting them. Injuring them. Making them remember the pain. I’d rather spread the good emotions. Like in the homeless shelter where I volunteer after work. Or at the child center. You should see the smile on those people faces just because you gave them ten minutes of your time. To talk, to actually ask them how they feel, if there’s anything they would like to do. Elders have so many to say, yet no one ever listens. And children, those poor little souls, who did nothing wrong in their life, except for what’s necessary to survive. A hug or a joke is enough to make them cry happy tears.”

“You’re being awfully optimistic, aren’t you?”

“Can’t help being who I am” she smiled so bright, Jason could swear that it lighted up the whole alley “you should try that sometimes, Red Hood. Anyway, sorry for keeping you this long, bet you have another parts of the city to patrol.” Once again her beaming, hopeful, sincere eyes landed on his face (or rather helmet) “thank you for helping me. I know you do not see yourself this way, but what you do matters. The method may be a bit extreme, but still, I appreciate what you did. What you do.”

“I……” Jason stuttered. It was the first time someone actually said something like that to him. Was he really good in her eyes?

“I gotta go.” She shook he head, hair falling all over her face and Jason had to use all his strength to fight the urge to brush those strands of. There was something about this girl…. ”Stay safe, Hood, will you?” she turned around and started walking away, but he called after her, making her stop.

“Can I get your name?!”

“Wonder why that matters to you.” she laughed, but decided in favor of answering “It’s Y/N. My name’s Y/N.”  with a single wave of the hand she was gone, leaving Jason wondering and muttering that single word over and over again.

***

“Hey, Drake. I got a favor to ask.”

“And out of all the people in the world you came to me?” Tim raised an eyebrow “You must be truly desperate, Todd.”

“I can always go and ask Barbara. Bet she’ll deal with the search I need much faster than you. She’s an expert after all.” Jason smirked knowing well enough how the reverse psychology affected Tim.

“Better!? No way!! What do you need?” the younger boy spun around on the chair, now facing the bat computer, fingers hanging over the keyboard, twitching in anticipation.

“I want to find a person. I only got a name, Y/N, possible living location and I know she works at the homeless shelter and kid center. Can you target her?”

“don’t know.” Tim tapped his chin, wondering “Is he a Red Hood’s object of interest or Jason Todd’s one?”

Fuck. There was no good answer to that question and Jason found himself falling right into Tim’s trap. 

“Let’s say a little bit of both.”

“Whatever you say……”

***

Tim was faster than Jason anticipated and with just a few clicks and searches he managed to locate the girl. And just a few minutes later, after breaking some speed limits (Bruce would pay for the tickets obviously) Todd was in front of the building she was spending her evening at.

It’s been a while since Jason seen so many hurt and scared people in one place and that reminded him how much crime actually was in Gotham. He was fighting some part of it, but the rest…. Damn it. The view was just painful. Starting from a few-years old, ending up on the elders, every age group has a representation in this place. And amongst all those citizens he saw Y/N. With messy hair and a smudge of something that seemed like a paint, but was awfully similar to blood she was telling a story to a bunch of kids, one of them placed on her knees. That little dirt on her cheek made Jason shudder. In the depths of his mind he already saw her injured, bleeding in some alley, after being attacked or raped, her optimistic attitude not serving as a shield.  But apparently her positive attitude was not a result of obliviousness and being raised in separation from the bad aspects of life, but rather the opposite. She experienced the sadness and pain everyday while working with those people and yet, remained cheerful. That was….. strangely alluring.

“Hey there.” She put the kid down, noticing him standing in the aisle, looking confused “Are you lost? Are you hurt? Do you need help?” she was so tiny in comparison with a tank Jason was and she wanted to help him. Not even expecting anything in return.  

“No…. I ……”

“Hey, it’s ok.” she reassured, putting a hand on his shoulder and he immediately felt the warmth coming all over his body. “You’re safe here. We can give you any aid you need.”

“I don’t need help. “ Jason shook his head.

“You sure?” she tilted her head “Cause it seems to me like you got a strained muscles, a bruise on the jaw and some cuts on the forearms.”

“You are quite observant, aren’t you?”

“Did my time as a doctor assistant.” She shrugged “never get to finish though”

“Why?”

“Um… you know, typical Gotham stuff. Parents getting shot. No one to help me pay for college…. I had to tend for myself and that required a full time job, not just studying. So I dropped. Became an assistant nurse instead. Shitty job, shitty pay, shitty work hours, but  get to make ends meet.”

“And you still find time to volunteer?”

“Like I said to someone before, I’d rather help people by spreading good. Seriously, can I help you with anything…..?”her voice hanged a bit and it took him a while before realizing she was waiting for hi name.

“I’m Jason. And I …. I think I want to be a volunteer as well.”

***

It’s been three years since then.

Three years in which she was constantly surprising him with her attitude, her smile, her uptake on things.

Three years of her being his rock, getting him through the shittiest, lowest day, never letting him give up or his darkness and shadow consume him. She was his ray of sun on those days when he had no power to push through.

Jason was not the first person to trust people, but somehow she managed to gain it quite quickly. After a few months of acquaintance, shaking because of the emotions (mostly fear) he told her about his alter ego, awaiting abandonment, terrified, judgmental gaze and her leaving him for good.

There was a moment of silence after his confession, two young adults just sitting on the couch opposite of each other. Jason looking down, silent begging for her to not leave him, missing the fact that Y/N’s signature honest gaze were focused on him.

“Jason….” she said quietly, careful not to startle him “Jace, please look at me.” The boy hesitantly raised his head, scared what he might see on the girl’s face “did you think I would leave you?”

“Yes.” He blurted not able to control himself anymore.

“You silly boy.” She leaned forward slightly, reaching for his cheek, not touching yet, since she learned how hard physical contact was for him “Can I?”

“Please….” He mumbled, and once she cupped his face, immediately leaned into the touch. So touch starved, so desperate for her, without even realizing this.

“Listen to me, Jason Todd. I am not going anywhere.”

“You’re not?”

“Of course not.” she whispered “I’m honestly a bit offended you could even think something like that. Do you even know me?”

“I know you see good in place where there is none. And I’m no good. I’m bad news, always have been and….”

“Oh, for crying out loud.” She hissed and not giving a shit about being gentle put her lips on his, the urge being just too strong to hold it anymore. “Sorry….” Just a few seconds later she realized what she did and pulled back, her face turning apologetic. “I didn’t mean to push….”

“Come back here” Jason breathed out, wrapping an arm around her waist and claiming her lips again, this time fully. God, he never knew how much he craved her and how much fear of rejection on her part he had.  “I need you.” he whispered pulling her flush to him “God, I shouldn’t  but I need you so bad.”

“Good thing it’s mutual.” She smiled, brushing a curl from his face and connecting their foreheads

“But….” He tried to say.

“if you start talking about that shit about darkness and everything else I won’t kiss you for a week.”

“Are you threatening the Red Hood, princess?”

“Guess, I am” she laughed, realizing that little fact “is it working?”

“Sure as hell it is.” Jason gasped before closing the gap between them.

***

Y/N was quickly accepted into the Wayne family, turning into a valuable member of the team. And damn, she was good at working with Oracle from the cave. But the most important part of her job (in her own words) was still giving the good vibes. Keeping the batboys (and batgirls) up and running, showing them how much good they were doing and how grateful people were for that.

Jason needed it more than anyone else, still doubting himself and dealing with past trauma, not that anyone blamed him for that. If nothing else, dying and resurrecting definitely have an effect on one’s mentality. And that was precisely why, Y/N would always stay up in the night, waiting for Jay to come back from the patrol to welcome him in the most caring and loving way she could.

“Jace!” she jumped off the couch as soon as she heard him walk thought the door, his helmet and jacket already discarded on the floor. She practically jumped into his arms, wrapping legs and arms around him, tugging her boyfriend tightly, feeling his muscles relax under her touches and caresses.

“Hi, baby….” He sighed deeply feeling her in his arms. The only person that made everything he did worth the effort.

“My hero.” She tugged him even tighter, hands tangling in his hair massaging gently.

“Hero? That’s funny princess. Are you sure you’re not mistaking me for Grayson? Do you wish that it was someone else in your arms?”

“What are you…..?” she pulled back from him slightly, but his arms kept her in place, familiar smirk forming on his face. “You are incorrigible Todd! Why are you constantly playing with me?”

“Cause you look cute with that surprised Pikachu face” he kissed the top of her nose and she pouted.

“Stop it! It’s my job to kiss you and hug you. You’re tired and hurt. Let me take care of you.” her hand travelled down from his neck and rested on his heart “Please, love. I just want to take all the pain from you. Let me, Jason.” she was practically begging him now, and the fact that he truly had someone who was willing to do that for him was making him melt. Since the words failed him, he just nodded, closing his eyes not to show any vulnerability. Almost three years of being together and it was still hard for him to show her his emotional side. “Open those eyes” she commanded, once he put her back on the floor and they just stood in place. “I love you, Jason.” Y/N said with fully convinced voice “whatever you think about yourself, you are a hero to me.” a little kiss on his forehead “A protector.” Kiss on his nose “a fighter” one on each of his cheeks “I can never see you differently” a peck on his lips, too short, leaving him wanting more and chasing her lips “but it’s me. You don’t need to act strong with me when you are tired. You don’t need to hide your emotions. You could never be too vulnerable for me. I accept and somewhat understand Red hood, but it’s Jason Todd I fell in love with. My Jason. The emotional one. All right, baby?’ she caressed his cheek, grabbing his hand and leading him backwards towards the bed “will you rest with me?”

“Yes.” He whispered “Please……”

“All right.” She helped him lay down and once he rested head on her chest, feeling her fingers play with his hair, the other hand caressing her back, Jason slowly let the tension and the burden of opinion, judgments and expectations go.

She was making him feel better about himself.

She was making him feel better about world.

And maybe it was wrong and selfish and careless, but he loved her.

And he was going to tell her that.

Soon.  

[roll-of-royces]

HC: The LaDS Find Out You're A Single Mom & Meet Your Ex

This was an open request @exactlycleverpirate had on her page. SO here we go. I had a lot of fun on this prompt and I made new banners!

FINDING OUT . With him knowing you since the two of you were young; it perhaps takes Zayne most, out of the three, by surprise. It shouldn't of course, it's been years and yet … there you are. He finds out because you, trusting Zayne as the very best doctor in Linkon, bring your child to him for a check-up. Concerns about your heart condition affecting their growth encourage you to tell Zayne about your child. You love them far too much to selfishly keep them a secret.  

After the initial shock, which for Zayne results in a whole lot of stunned blinking, he changes focus. Because this is you, and this child, with eyes the same color as yours, is a part of you. And he needs to do his job. Because you're right, he doesn't know what the effects you may have passed on are.  

He runs through his tests, but he's softer than usual (though he does often become less cold when in the children's ward). Zayne hands them a seal made of snow to entertain them during the blood testing, makes soft whispered jokes that has them giggling, and makes sure they get not one but three stickers for their bravery. And well … if he notices you are a blushing mess because of the positive interaction then that in yet another advantage.  

By the end of the appointment your child seems rather fond of him, and boldly invited him to dinner. Zayne accepts, much to your stammering surprise. He gives you a smile as the three of you leave, reminding you, yes it's okay. Whether it is three or two or more he is happy. He is with you. 

MEETING THE EX . Zayne knew he would eventually have to meet the father of your child, though he does on principal secretly dislike him. How could he have respect for a man that creates a child and then abandons them and the perfect woman on top of it. But he didn't really expect your ex to be so … disgusting.  

He's quick with a crass statement, or underhanded comment. Zayne made sure to stay back, to allow you to control the encounter but his normally well-controlled temper rises when your ex grabs your chin forcing you to look at him.  No one touches you, no one.

He doesn't mean to, but he's got his hand around the man's wrist yanking him back. Protectiveness curling up in his gut, "That's more than enough."  

Your ex thinks he wants to fight, but Zayne will not give him the satisfaction. He doesn't need to, he's a trained field medic. Zayne knows a thousand ways to kill someone quickly without ever getting a drop of blood on him. And the best part.  

Ice melts. What weapon, officer?  

FINDING OUT . Xavier finds out on bring your kid to work day. You'd been putting off telling him, because you didn't know what he would think. Though you're certain he probably already knows after all he lives on the floor above you. But maybe not, because his coffee cup is on the floor liquid seeping into his boots. He blinks at you, shakes his head as if to clear it and makes his way over.  

Xavier doesn't address you, instead he sinks onto one knee, coffee already forgotten and asks, "So who are you?"  

Your kid is taken with him right away, maybe it's the brightness that always clings to Xavier, maybe it's the stories you’ve already told (after all Deepspace Hunters are cool). Or maybe it's the kindness, the way that the moment Xavier looks at them it's as if they are together in a separate world.  

They spend the day with each other more than your kid spends with you. It becomes a bit of a game, swordsmanship with pens for weapons, Xavier whipping them down the hall in a rolling chair as you laugh so hard you can't breathe. It's a complete success.  

Xavier looks over at you, eyes drooping from fatigue after running around with your little one he smiles. "They look just like you." His smile continues, "I hope our child does too." And then before you can figure out what to say to that as your heart beats too fast in your chest, he falls asleep at his desk, your little one passed out in the chair next to him. Two sleeping stars, the greatest lights of your life.  

MEETING THE EX . Your prior partner visits you at the office, even though you've asked him a dozen times not to. He does it anyway, maybe just to vex you. So you're already irritated when he gets there, more so when he knocks over your pencil holder just to be rude.  

Xavier seems to appear out of nowhere and he's barely recognizable. There's something sharp about him, fatigue entirely absent in his eyes. Something angry and soldier like, it's the look he gets before he takes on a particularly nasty Wanderer.  

"Office is for friends and family only. You don't have clearance." His voice is harsh, your ex draws back in surprise, muttering excuses.  

You half expect Xavier to lead him out physically, dragging him by the arm all the way. He doesn't but mostly because your ex is already on the move, thinking Xavier is some high level exec, which in a way he is. When your ex is in the elevator Xavier makes his way back up to you.  

"Are you alright?" He starts picking up your pencils for you, making sure they're the same way they were before.  

You stand and hug him, and Xavier holds you tight.  

FINDING OUT . You're out at the market, your child close by when you run into Rafayel leaning over a market stall. He spots you before you can hide in the crowd, because you really should have told him already but you keep chickening out. He makes his way over, gait casual. "Babysitting?" He asks.  

You could lie, but you'd never do that to your child. Never pretend blatantly they are an inconvenience to be hidden away, you tell him the truth. Rafayel falls into about twenty different woo is me complaints about having not been told sooner. He throws his arm around you pretending to be mortally injured, but you notice no hurt in his eyes.  

When you ask if he's really not mad he just winks, "Two muses is better than one." The three of you spend the rest of the early afternoon shopping and getting lunch. Like always Rafayel is casual with his money, buying things both you and your child have your eyes on.  

He spoils you, feeds you well, and you return as a group to his studio. Your kid is enchanted by all the paintings, running around looking at them, touching them. Rafayel lets him, utterly unconcerned and even content. Really he looks happy, as if the world is a little brighter.  

Once your little one fully explores Rafayel ends up setting up an entire painting station for them, lying on the floor drawing shapes and images across a massive canvas. You didn't know that that canvas would hang in his bedroom for years.  

MEETING THE EX . He shows up at Rafayel's studio because of course he does. You don't even know he's there to pick up your kid until Rafayel is answering the door with a curt, "Who are you?"  

Once his identity is confirmed Rafayel calls out to you. He doesn't want to let him in, and you understand why. This is where you are most comfortable together, it's a safe place. He doesn't want that influenced by a negative source and well your ex hates that. He gets ruder, snapping at you to hurry up.  

"Don’t take that tone with my lady." Rafayel says, calm, collected. He looks furious.  

Your ex advances, but Rafayel doesn't flinch back like most would. He keeps his sturdy presence in the doorway, blocking him. "Bigger and better have tried." He mocks, "Don't make me ruin this shirt, my girl likes it."  

They stand off until you rush to make sure the switch goes well, frantically looking between them the whole time. When your ex leaves Rafayel reaches out and touches your cheek, his eyes dark, "Alright, muse?"  

You are, you have him.  

[happypotato48]

Only Boo! EP 3 Unhinged Tangent Thoughts

After one week break because of Songkran we're finally back with our blessed cute BL. this week episode had everything, cringe flirting lines, moo randomly started a music video for no reason, best boy pining, and a love confession after only 3 episodes.

Awwwww! he so cute! i'm loving this "welp, i guess i'm in love" kind of energy. no drama no angst, head empty, only kang!

Moo! it's 3-4 AM in probably a busy wet market. the aunties don't have time or energy for your bullshits right now! also that's a Lemon basil not a Sweet basil but i get it the sub needed to make the pun work in english.

This baby is so cringe he gonna make all the dad jokes enjoyers proud.

Baby i love you but you need to stop bothering random uncles and aunties with your shenanigans. this whole sequence is very cute though and i liked the song.

You did nothing wrong!. Ta waen just needs to be more responsible for his own dream and to not expecting way too much from other people.

You all are cutes! stop it, its too much, my heart gonna burt from how bright and pink this show made me feel.

Yes kang! you tell him. look some men are worth the afford but i really loved this message about how it's good to not giving everything for love and lose focus on other things. cause like, dicks come and go but educations are forever baby!

Girl you should've smacks that little hoe. some boys deserve it, that how we prevent them from growing to be stupid man children.

I don't care how beautiful this place is nobody can make me go into that water.

Oh yes. the gay headwashing, the most romantic bl thing ever in my opinion. this and the princess pickup are my two favorite guilty pleasures in BLs.

Argh!! boy scout jump scare. SO....... i kinda have a stupid boy scout uniform related trauma, that i will not be elaborate >.>

This is why you should've kill those mosquitoes!! kid these days and their lack of knowledge about dengue fever, smh.

A confession after a gay sponge bath 😏 this boy had moves.

This show continued to be is very very kawaii and brainless. i'm now both dread and excite for the angsts and dramas that will befall our adrokable protagonists in the future.

[five-hargreeves-marvel-fan-25]

New Timelines New Life (Same family in Choas)

Chapter Two

“Ah Sloane?” Ben called from The main room. 

“What wrong Ben?” Sloane asked. She turned to the TV and watched the reporter talk about the massacre of a gang. 

“20 men dead. I only know one person who could cause that much blood,” Ben said, “I know a certain brother who was an ex assassin with blinking power that made killing crazy efficient,”

“Do you think he has his powers?” Sloane asked. 

“Don’t know. But I don’t think you could just no have them. Even when I was dead I had my powers,” Ben says.

“I asked because I tried floating - my power. And I couldn’t. It’s strange,”

“Come to think of it. I can’t feel the horror,” Ben agreed.

“So your siblings are in the world with out their powers,”

“Well at least we don’t have to worry about one of them ending the world,”

“Yeah. We should go searching for them. If we find one we should find the others,” 

“You know who to find. I know who to find,”

“When you find the people, have them come here.”

The walked out and Ben sees the Academy has a sign. Though like the rest of the building the sign looked broken and worn down.

Umbrella Street’s home for Wayward Children. 

-o0o-

Five walked into the “office” and he could tell that everyone was on edge. The minute before he had heard laughing at a joke someone had said. Five were used to this. He didn’t give a fuck. Right before he was about to sit at his desk, Ms. Handler was standing right there.

“Five”

“Ms. Handler,”

“Great job on your work last night,”

“Thank you,”

“You should take the day off,”

He looked at her “exsuse me”

“You deserve a break. Five of you are top worker. I also granted that rise you put in for,” 

”Thank you,”

“Tell your sweet girl friend Delores I said hello,”

“I don’t mix my personal life and work together,”

“But Delores does know why you do for a living right?”

“Of course,” Five said, rolling her eyes. 

Five ended up going to the bar two buildings away from the job the night before. Mostly because they didn’t card at the door. Five sat up at the bar. The bartender was a guy in a jean jacket with fur lining. When the bartender turn around he was shocked to see a teacher sitting there.

“We don’t serve minors,” the bartender said.

“Why ever not?”  Five said, giving a shit eating grin.

“Because it’s against the law and I could get this place shut down,”

Five grumbled. 

“Look I can’t save you alcohol but is there anything I can get you?”

“Two cheeseburgers, a coffee, and a tea unsweetened with two lemons. To go,” Five grumbled.

“Okay. I’m Viktor by the way,”

“Five”

“Like the number?”

“No like the letter,” Five snapped. Viktor put in the order and turned back to Five.

“You are one moody ass teen,”

“You would be if you spent the night killing people three times your size,” Five said. He had no problem saying the truth because this man was not likely to even believe him. One benefit that the Home taught him: no one suspects a kid to be a murder. 

“Really?” Viktor asked. Viktor wasn’t sure if to be scared cause the kid could be a serial killer or laugh because the kid was crazy. Klaus would have a field day with this.

“Really and how would someone so young be able to get a jump on guys three times your size,”

“The Gang I killed was bright. So snapped the bodyguard's necks and then one other started firing. I loaded my gun and shot them and killed the rest with an axe,” Five said with yet another shit eating grin. Viktor was so concerned. This kid had just play play a murder of a group of people. Viktor knew he was going to the cops about this kid so he kept asking questions about him.

“And your parents let you be out late? Don’t you have a curfew?”

“In order to have a curfew you have to have parents or a person that gives a shit about you. The only person that really gives a shit knows that it do what I do,”

“They don’t question it,”

“No, she accepts all my flaws. To be honest I don’t deserve him at all,”

“She sounds great,”

“Yeah. My only regret is that when someone kills because believe me someone will. My regret is that I won’t be able to spend my afterlife with her. Hell is going to suck for me so much,” Fire laughed.

“There is a way to make it so you could stay with you,” Viktor said. Viktor, what are you doing? You are putting this girl in danger.

“Oh”

“You could always make it so she was damned to. Both of you would go to hell. Together,”

Five looked serious and it sent shivers down Viktor's spine, “I would never do that. Delores doesn’t deserve that. She deserves to go to peace. Damning her would be damning everything good in my life,”

“You really care for her?” Viktor said, shocked.

“Of course I do. You helped my through my shitty life,” 

Then the cook finished the order. Viktor handed the meal to Five. Five gave him a fifty bill.

“That is way to much the mean was only fifteen,”

“Keep the change then. A tip for talking to me. Maybe next time you’ll let me have a drink?”

“Thank but it's still not happening. Hey the order yiu taking to your girl? Delores?”

“Yeah. Going to surprise her at work,”

“Nice,” Viktor nodded. Five opened the door letting Klaus in. Viktor watched as the kid walked down the street.

“Are you serving kids now Vico?” Klaus said sitting in the same spot as Five had.

“No. The kid tried to though,” Viktor said.

“Bad lucky to him. He came to the bar with the tightest ass bartender and owner,”

“Yeah but I need to call the cops,”

“Why?” Klaus said ready for some gossip. 

“Because the kid that just left. I think he murdered the gang two building from us,”

“Well shit,” Klaus said shocked.

Viktor walked over to the bar’s pay phone and dialed 9-1-1. 

“Hello 9-1-1 what is your emergency?”

“It’s not an emergency, at least not like that,” Viktor clears up with the operator.

“Why did you call?”

“All think I might have a tip on a serial murder case,”

-o0o-

“Diego!” Someone called.

“Yeah?”

“I think I might have a lead in your gang case,” the cop said.

“Damn, well due tell,”

“I got a call from an owner of a bar on the street that their bodies were found. He thinks he just talked to the killer,” 

“Killer as in one guy?” Diego asked, confused. The gang that was taken down must have been like a ten man team. Not one guy. 

“Yeah,”

“Well I take everything I can get,”

“Address is on your desk,”

“Thanks man,”

Diego stood in the front of the bar that the beat cop gave him. He opened the door. The bar has been shut down. Only two men sat in the bar. One got up as soon as Diego said. The man held out his hand.

“Viktor. And that’s Klaus,” the man introduced. Klaus had a lazy wave from where he sat.

“Detective Diego Handler,”

“Thank you for coming, Detective,” Viktor says.

“Yeah of course they tell me you have a tip,” Diego said, grabbing his pad of paper. Viktor told Diego everything.

“A kid?” Diego said, shocked.

“Yes. He looked about 16,” Viktor confirms. Diego mumbles something else and closes the pad.

“You don’t card at the door?”

“Only after eight. It’s also a restaurant during the day,” Viktor said. 

“Okay. Did he mention anyone else? Anyone else that might be endangered,” 

“He mentioned his girlfriend. Delores,”

“Anything about Delores?”

“He made mention that she was much better then him. And didn’t deserve her,”

“That’s all?”

“Yes,”

“Well Viktor let me know if the kid comes back again. And if it does, call 9-1-1. It seems this kid is really dangerous,” 

-o0o-

Sloane thought she had seen Luther walk into the clothing store. She walked around and a worker must have thought she was lost because a burnett walked up to her. Her name badges read Delores. 

“Do you need help finding anything?”

“Yes umm this is usually but I’m looking for my Husband, Luther Hargreeves. I thought I saw him walk in here. He’s over six foot. Blond and built like a muscle man,”

Delores laughed, “Quite usual. I don’t think I have. I can let othe other know. And if you give your number to the front desk then if we see we’ll call. I’m sorry I’ll look for him. But my lunch is in ten minutes,”

“Thank you so much,” 

“Of course,” 

The door rang and Delores ran to go help them and Sloane went to wander the store. Delores stop short when she saw Five.

“What are you doing here though you were at work?” She said, giving him a hug.

“Boss gave me the day off. Though I’d bring you lunch,” he said, holding up a bag and a cardboard drink holder with two cups.

“Thank you so much!” She said hugging him. The two walked outside and sat on the bench.

“How was work?” Five asked her.

“It was work. Just met a lady looking for her husband in the story said she lost him,”

“Probably though the husband was cheating and was following him,” 

“Must you alway be so negative?” She asked.

“Sorry,” he muttered.

“Oh I might get promoted,” Delores said happily. 

“That's great. You deserve it?” Five smiles drinking his coffee. Sloane walked if the clothing store and saw Delores sitting next to a boy how was wearing a dress shirt, vest and tie. Dress up really more then anymore his age. It reminded her of well Five. FIVE! Sloane turned around.

“Five?” Sloane asked. Both teenagers turned to look at Sloane.

“How the hell are you,” Five said, looking like her was going to grab a weipon. Delores stopped him. 

“It’s Sloane you don’t remember? We’ve been trying to find all your siblings. I was Luther in the store,” Sloane rambled. Five got up Delores tried to stop him but he walked towards Sloane.

“Listín lady, I haven't talk to any of those kids since I was ten. So if they are looking for me any of them. Tell them all to go to hell,” Five said, getting in Sloane's face. Delores dragged Five back. 

“Five but your an Umbrella,”

“Thanks for reminding me. Go to fucking hell,” Five said cleaning up Delores and his meal and walking inside the store. Delores watched him leave.

“Look if anyone from Umbrella Street is looking for him. Please tell him don’t. He’s been through enough,”

Delores said before walking inside. 

-o0o-

Ben has by a  counseling building. It had a photo of all the different photos of the counselors and what groups that they lead. He saw Klaus’ photo in two. Grief counseling for family members are passed to service member. And for recovering drug and alcohol addicts. Both are very fitting for his brother. He went inside. He walked up to the lady at the front desk.

“Hi I’m looking for Klaus Hargreeves,” Ben said.

“There is no one here by that last name,”

“I just saw his photo outside. I know Klaus is here,” Ben said.

“Oh Klaus. Yes, that sweet heart. He’s not here. I think he left with the friend,” 

“What friend,”

“I think his name was Viktor. He owns a bar Two  streets down,” 

Ben ran out. If he found Viktor and Klaus he would only have to find Five. Which might be harder because no one could find Five didn’t want to be found.

***New Chapter y’all. Hope you guys like. I currently typing chapter three. Going a bit slow. Don’t worry though I try to finish soon. I’ll make a table of contents post and add chapter as three post so you can there for the chapters. So that’s soon. Anyway let me know what you think. Sorry for any grammatical errors and spelling. I’m not the best speller.

Thanks!!!

[blueberrypancakesworld]

The lost boys ~ Yandere Headcanon ~

warning : +18 minors don't interact, dark themes, blood, yandere behaviour, no use of Y/n

masterlist

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David: Ever since he saw you alone that night and only you at the fair, he wanted you. It didn't matter whether you wanted him or not in the end. There was only you and not like with Star, you belonged only to him. None of the other boys were allowed to drink from you or touch you. You hung out with them but Davis' hand was always on your body, whether it was your hip, hand or right around your neck. His greater pleasure would be to see how quickly you would give in under him. Because he kept his control over everything, even with you. If you were to put up a fight against him, he would even try to kill you. The longer it lasts the more he wants to break you and make you his own bride. But his fun would be to play with you physically and torture you, knowing that he can bind you to him with a relationship. He would simply force you to drink his blood, hypnotise you and from then on you had no choice. Even if he wasn't always there, you would have to be there for him all the time. ,,I have a little surprise for you, my love," he crooned and laughed as he led you into the room where your family was. Knowing that you suppressed your hunger, knowing that you didn't want to kill anyone. His hand slid to your jaw and gripped it tighter, forcing you to look at him. He saw the change in your eyes as you smelled the irresistible blood. ,,N-no" he heard your words that he didn't want to hear and yet he knew that he could continue to play with you. Pulling you closer to him, anger flashed briefly in his bright eyes before he regained his composure and took your face between his hands. ,,You disappoint me...you will do it anyway," he murmured before his eyes changed and he forced his will on you again. Before he released you and watched with a look of pleasure as you cut your family in two and fed the blood to you like a wild animal. ,,My beautiful bride" he crooned as he walked over to you and brushed a strand of bloody hair from your face. Before pulling you into a bloody kiss. He was sure you would learn your place one day.

Dwayne : That night in Santa Carla when you were just driving along the streets you didn't notice the motorcyclist. But you caught his eye in that brief moment when he saw you. And he had never felt a greater desire and attraction for anything else than for you. He wanted you. But he would initially take much more pleasure in just watching you, being a second shadow to you. Slowly finding out all the things you like and don't like. What you spend your time on and what you don't. He would remember all that before he just brings you into the cave and puts you in his nest/room. Which he would decorate and furnish like you do your room. He would know everything about you and shower you with your favourite things. He would give you everything so that you would love him, even if you already did in his head, you would just have to accept all this. He wanted to create a second home for you, him and the children. The one thing that made him more than hungry was the image of you with a round belly in which his children were. What the others dismiss as a half joke becomes reality when he pierces each of the others with his gaze and gets angry when they come too close to you. His perfect wife chained to the bed, belonging to him alone, when you are about to ovulate. He would get you pregnant before turning you but that would be the last resort. He would rather have to hypnotise you than force his blood on you. ,,You're going to love your new life, my heart," he purred as he joined you on the large bed, the chain on your ankle rustling as he pulled you to him with a simple jerk. His fingers gently ran over your body and he could feel your heartbeat a delicious mixture of fear fascination and excitement. Before he calmed you down with a kiss as he forced his will on you and you finally gave yourself to him, suddenly more than willing to have his children.

Paul: The blonde would meet you on a trip to the funfair, which was actually decided by David that you would be the new victim was more for Paul. Diverting the others to a group of poor surfers, he immediately threw himself at you. What was covered under a friendly funny facade hid his devotion and lust for you. What he would do slowly over a period of time he would sneak into your life. Your friends would suddenly disappear one after the other and little by little you would find yourself in his arms more and more. He would take care of you with his funny way of cheering you up and making you depend on him more and more. Any doubts will disappear when he puts on his doggy eyes and moves towards you almost submissively. When you take him into your arms and look after him with care. When there is only him for you and he brings you into the den, introduces you to the others and almost wants you all to get along. But Paul will always be with you and you won't even notice how dependent you are becoming on him. When he lies down with you at night and he has you so far, you won't be afraid when he comes closer to you. You take care of him and he is loved by you. Gives you the feeling that you could leave at any time. But you would not escape him. ,,Bunny, where are you going?" Paul mumbled as his hands wrapped around her body from behind and pulled her close. He knew you wanted to get out, the sun would be up soon and he wouldn't be able to catch you. Running his hands over you, he felt where the metal of the shackles had slightly bruised your skin the last time you tried to escape. Up your body to your hair which he pushed aside to kiss your neck as he slowly took you back to his room. You would never see the sun again, he would make sure of that.

Marko : You are his obsession, his heart, his doll that belongs to him. Over which he can command. You just have to love him, fear him and melt into his world of madness. You were with a group of beach goers who just wanted to have a good time. When the lost boys came upon you and Marko's gaze was on you. You were covered in fear and panic, the blood of your friends triggered something in him. You looked beautiful and his hunger grew. When he came closer you jerked back and begged him to stop. He just pulled you to the ground and sank his teeth into your neck. Since then he had simply taken you and released you hundreds of times. He loved to chase you through the night, like David, to see how long you would last before you collapsed. Resigning yourself to your new fate and embracing his madness. That just like him only the smell of blood brought out the lust in you. But the others also had fun watching Marko torturing his heart and yet loving it at the same time when he had his soft moments. Whereby the gentle moments referred to the fact that he tortured you together with the others and wanted to see how far you could resist his restraints. But he wouldn't hypnotise you for that, he loved your pleading to finally kill or hyonotise you. No, he wanted you to remember everything, to know all the time what they all are and to live with it. In spite of everything you end up back in hell in the arms of Marko who drinks your blood and tortures you all the time so that he turns you. ,,My sweet blood bag" he purred as he flew after her through the night, her running away from him. Even though they both knew he would catch her soon, that spark of hope he loved to destroy every time. The night became even more horror for you, but Marko had his fun. Especially when he bit his hand and brought you down with a well-aimed push. Despite your rustiness and the lightness of his demeanour, Marko wasted no time in pouring his blood into your mouth. ,,You will finally understand, my sweet" you heard him chuckle and knew that the madness that had captured him would also get you.

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[bigassmoth]

Dazai Osamu does not have a breeding kink with a longterm s/o. Hes got other ones though

R18 below

He doesnt have a breeding kink. Osamu doesnt have any interest in having kids, reminding him of it during sex would probably a turn off. Kids are annoying and fragile and he would fuck them up too quick.

To Osamu theres nothing sexy about the image of you pregnant, that just means you are now creating new life (barf) and your body is expending energy and resources to do so.

While Osamu is very possessive, he doesnt view pregnancy and children as a way to have access to you. Theres no "youre mine" aspect in it for osamu just because you carried his progeny- he would actually think that the relationship was even more precarious because of course the child will come first.

He practicess his obsession with you in other ways. Bites and hickies on your neck and chest, vibrators held under the hood of your clit or to the slit of your dick, coaxing orgasm after orgasm from you until you are lax against his body.

"You are so sweet like this. I could keep you here forever- I should keep you here forever." His words are honey and sin. This is typical roleplay- him having you cuffed and displayed for his use over hours. But when he says things like that he means it. "If someone else tried to do this to you I would kill them", "if you can make yourself cum by riding on my thigh then i will let you outside again", "im going to borrow your lipgloss, youre not allowed to wipe it off no matter how ticklish you feel. I want you to feel tingly and sticky all day, knowing that i will lick it off when you get home."

He purposefully teases and annoys you so you scorn him in public-anything to get his name on your tongue. When you do sometimes snap at him with an even-toned "Osamu..." as a warning to stfu, he is smug and puffed like a pigeon. For you he can play the part of an obedient guard dog

You arent the only one accessorized with leather, dazai loves a leash and collar on himself. Maybe even more than when its on you. Pull his leash, run your finger between the leather collar and his skin, fidget with the gaurish bright pink [Y/N]'s heart shaped id tag. He always melts under your praise and attention but this creates a specific kind of fire in his gut. If he is your beloved pet then its his job to protect you, right? No one else gets to see you vulnerable, no one else gets you obey your commands. Not that he always obeys you anyway- you scold him and put a hand on his shoulder to push him off your body. You flex the leash away from you, not hurting him but making clear your demands. He doesnt budge, continues to pull apart your outfit and plant slobbery kisses on your skin. "Please, pleeeaassee~? I have been lonely all day without you. Havent I been a good boy? Dont i deserve a reward?" "A reward for what? You havent done anything." "Hrm, boo. I watched you all night you know."

He jokes about being praised for his dedication. Dazai doesnt actually expect any favors from you just because he brought you pastries for breakfast. He will complain and dramatize as per usual but knowing he was the one who filled your belly or made you smile is enough reward. You shower him with affection anyway, he soaks it up like a sponge.

Maybe you decide to indulge him, he will have plenty of ideas. "I have always wanted to see if I could get you to cum just by playing with your nipples. Ah- it will take a while though, lets see how hard I can get them." "Suck me, just the tip. I want you to be between my legs licking my cock for as long as your jaw can stand it." "No clothes today, I dont want any obstructions when I touch you."

[bluemirea]

Forbidden love, the story never ends

A bright morning the sun is shining, the wind is blowing

Victoria sits on a chair while drinking her homemade warm tea

Victoria: "hmm.. it's been a long time since I went hunting with my horse. What if after this I leave for a while"

10 minutes after Victoria stood up and went to feed her horse

Victoria: "hello.. it's been a long time since we've been hunting together,,, yes.."

He said while stroking his horse's head

5 minutes later Victoria's brother (Albert) came

Albert: "I want to say something, about my marriage with Erika (a beautiful woman, daughter of the king of Shlember), I thought... ah maybe later"

Victoria: "why later? Just now!"

Albert: "ee forget it,, how about we go horseback riding and visit the lake across"

Victoria: "You are always. Okay,, how about we compete with who gets to the lake first,,, he wins.. how about it? Agree?"

Albert: "okay who's afraid"

~~

Victoria and Albert prepared to compete and of course Albert won

Albert: "look!.. you always lose to me"

Victoria: "it was just a coincidence"

Albert: "come on"

The two of them joked and relaxed near the lake

Albert: "oh yeah.. your 20th birthday is coming soon right!?.. What if we hold a different party from the previous one?.."

Victoria: "it will be fun if the theme is 'tea party' all guests wear light green and white dresses"

Albert: "I think it's a good idea.. it doesn't feel like my little sister has grown up"

Albert said while stroking Victoria's head

Victoria smiles

The two of them continued to discuss Victoria's birthday party and had fun together

***

In a different place Victoria's father is talking to the royal bodyguard discussing about the number of residents who have disappeared lately

Edward: "Did you hear about many residents who mysteriously disappeared lately?"

Bodyguard: "Yes, if there are 9 people who are reported missing since the last 2 weeks, some of them are 17-30 years old"

Edward: "It's been a long time since 30 years, and this problem reappears"

While talking suddenly King Darwin came and asked the guards to order the other troops to tighten the guard in their territory

The bodyguard left

King Darwin: "It's been a long time, when we were teenagers this also happened and no one knows what the cause is"

Edward (Victoria's father) nodded

"Yes, I hope it ends quickly"

***

Victoria and Albert went back to the palace

Victoria: "It's so fun today"

Albert: "Let's go again when I'm off"

Albert doesn't have much time with Victoria because he is the heir to the throne because King Darwin has no children

Victoria went to her room to take a shower and prepared for dinner together

**Family dinner

The entire royal family gathered at the dining table for dinner together. While enjoying a meal, a loud explosion was heard from outside the palace. Everyone was shocked and the royal guards gathered to secure the area

King Darwin and Albert came out and saw what was going on. A big fire was seen at the location of the explosion, all soldiers were assigned to extinguish the fire area

"What happened" said King Darwin in his heart

A very messy night, many victims of the incident, of course it harmed the citizens and the kingdom

Two days after that incident King Darwin received a letter from the Vampire kingdom containing a threat that wanted to destroy his palace and kill all members of the kingdom

King Darwin instantly in a cold sweat and sat in his chair with a blank stare

King Darwin replied to the letter, which asked for peace and did not want a war between the two kingdoms. Unfortunately the request for peace was not accepted by the vampire kingdom, and even made the vampire kingdom angry

**

In victoria's room**

Victoria who was in her room felt something strange and felt that someone was seeing her from a distance

"Hello?, who is there?" Victoria said

But no one answered it

Victoria: "Maybe it's just my feeling"

Victoria went out of the palace to go horseback riding alone, in the middle of the road she stopped to buy arrows

He rode to the forest as usual to hunt

When Victoria was hunting she saw a girl in a white robe sitting on a tree with bloody legs

Victoria: "hey.. are you okay?"

The woman turned to Victoria and nodded

Victoria: "Your leg is hurt, I will help you"

Victoria cleaned the woman's wound and bandaged her with a handkerchief

Victoria: "my name is Victoria, what is your name?"

The woman answered her name is Rebenca

Rebenca: "my name is Rebenca, thank you for helping me"

Victoria: "where do you live?, I will take you home"

Rebenca: "no need, this is enough, I have to go immediately.. Once again thank you for helping me"

Rebenca disappeared quickly as Victoria turned her head towards her horse

Victoria left the forest and returned to her palace

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Night came ^In King Darwin's room

King Darwin: "I received a letter from the vampire kingdom containing threats, I tried to ask them for peace, but they refused"

Albert took a deep breath

Albert: "There is no other way but to fight"

King Darwin was silent and called the leader of his army to prepare in case of war

Albert came out of the King's room, walking alone in the corridor to meet his mother (Eliane)

Eliane: "What's wrong?, you already know about it?, it's okay, we'll go through it all together. Mom has talked to your uncle (King Darwin), this will not cost a victim, all residents have been given a letter so that they can move to Gleire for a while until the situation here returns to normal"

Her mother (Eliane) is the daughter of Queen Selendeira (Queen of the Kingdom of Gleire). The Kingdom of Gleire is a kingdom that vampires cannot enter

Albert: "I never thought this would happen"

Albert said with teary eyes

Albert and his mother told Victoria about what happened

****

Five days after that the war started, exactly at 02.00

The vampire kingdom sent their troops to burn the entire settlement

Victoria came out of the palace and rode her horse and carried her arrow. Victoria joined the war with other troops

Victoria meets Albert

Albert: "follow me"

Albert said to Victoria. They went to take refuge in the basement

Albert: "listen.. Whatever happens, promise not to get hurt."

Victoria nodded. They came out and continued to fight

Victoria suffered a wound on her leg due to an arrow that was shot at her

In the middle of the war Victoria's arrow ran out, she had no other way but to stay away and take shelter, unfortunately Victoria was too far to go back to the basement, so, Victoria rode to the middle of the forest to take shelter

In the middle of the dark night Victoria and her horse sat hiding behind a huge tree. Suddenly a man approached her from behind, Victoria was shocked

Victoria: "Huh!?, who are you?!"

The man covered Victoria's mouth and told her to be quiet and not to be surprised. The man was named Alexandre and introduced himself to Victoria

Alexandre: "Shhtt,, shut up, I won't hurt you!.. My name is Alexandre"

Victoria: "what are you doing here?. I've never seen you before"

Alexandre: "I'm not part of you, but don't worry I'm not a bad person... You haven't told me your name yet?, What's your name?"

Victoria: "my name is Victoria"

Alexandre: "Come on, come with me, I know a safe place to hide, I will treat your wounds"

Victoria: "sorry, but we just met, I can't trust you"

Alexandre: "I promise I'm not a bad person"

Victoria felt there was no other way so Victoria went to that hiding place with Alexandre

~

Arriving at the hiding place, Alexandre treated Victoria's wound

The hiding place is a little dark and warm

Because Victoria was so tired that Victoria fell asleep in that room

**

Exactly at 11.00 pm Victoria woke up and she didn't see Alexandre there, so, Victoria decided to go back to her palace and left a letter for Alexandre that said thank you

Arriving there the vampires are no longer visible but the settlement and palace have been destroyed

Victoria went in looking for her family, they met in the basement. Albert approached him

Albert: "Thank God you're okay"

Victoria: "Are you hurt?, is anyone hurt?"

Eliane (Victoria's mother) : "Everything is fine. We must prepare the next plan for this war to end"

All members of the kingdom gathered and prepared a plan to stop the war

****

It's been more than a week the war keeps happening every night

King Darwin and all the soldiers were very tired of the war that happened,

There is only one way to stop the war which is to take one of them hostage

~~

That night, King Darwin kidnapped a member of the Vampire family named Brenella

Brenella was kidnapped, tied to a chair and left starve. The bodyguard asked Brenella to write a letter to stop the war so that he could survive

The letter was written by Brenella and sent to the vampire kingdom. The vampire kingdom also stopped the war and asked for Brenella to be returned to them

The main reason is because Brenella is the child of Jezzeforl Oxlye's favorite brother who died because he was kidnapped by humans

Brenella is back and the war is stopped

**

Everything is back to normal and peaceful

~

Victoria met Alexandre again in the afternoon when Victoria was hunting

Alexandre: "Victoria!? Is that you?"

Victoria: "Yes, Alexandre? I'm so grateful because you have treated my stiffness"

Alexandre: "it's nothing"

Victoria smiles

They talked a lot of things until the sun went down

Victoria: "there are many things I want to ask you"

Alexandre: "Ask what?"

Victoria: "Where are you from? Why do I feel like I've seen you years ago?"

Alexandre: "Maybe it's just your feeling"

Alexandre: "If I tell you, will we remain friends?"

Victoria: "yes! Of course, where are you from?"

Alexandre: "I'm part of the Oxlye vampire family, but I'm not like them"

Victoria was surprised and slightly prepared with her archery

Alexandre: "calm down, don't get me wrong, it's true that the war happened because of Oxlye's vampire kingdom but I'm not like them"

Alexandre: "I'm not going to hurt you"

Victoria: "How should I believe you?"

Albert: "I helped you and didn't let you get hurt that night, I didn't even hurt you at all even though you had a lot of blood from the wound on your leg"

Victoria was silent and tried to trust Alexandre

And...

[eldritch-spouse]

Headcanon that Patches is a babysitter for Adelo and Adrul

I literally can see the 2000’s style sitcom where Admin told Patches to keep an eye on them and its end up total mayhem

[Oh, I adore this.]

The Staff as babysitters

Some staff members were initially blacklisted from nanny charges, like Vinnel and Morell, but actually- Most of the team isn't half-bad at this?

Vinnel is, although sometimes a bit too violent with others in front of the princes, very entertaining! They love seeing jester man juggle random (preferably sharp but he's been whipped warned about that) things and tell dumb jokes. He's really perfect for cheering up the little lads and making sure they still see the bright side of things. Adelo's going to absorb some of his mean-spirited humor.

While most people thought Morell would get weird, maybe have some odd urge to cook a god's offspring, he's actually very protective of the kiddos, and determined to cook for them. They're not allowed to enter the kitchen at random however, as no one wants them entering and seeing fresh kills. He would like to teach them how to make animal traps. Adrul specifically loves the chef's baking and has made cakes with him before. Adelo is surprisingly the one with the bigger stomach.

Patches is a nervous, nervous man. While initially a bit awkward, if not fearful regarding his lord's children, he tries to do his best. Problem is, the pumpkin-headed man is at times a little too lenient, and allows the siblings to touch lab equipment they shouldn't while he screams inside. If nothing else, he can take them outside, to one of the nearby stables, and tickle them pink with random horse facts. It would be his pleasure to teach them to ride. Although he sometimes enters long-winded rants that have Adelo groaning and Adrul's eyes twinkling.

Grimbly* knows about as much on how to take care of kids as he knows on how to build a spaceship, which is to say he's got no fucking idea what he's doing. So he settles for buying the princes pretty things and taking them out for ice cream. Because kids like shiny things, right? And sweets? Yeah. Adelo always manages to put a dent in his wallet (now he knows how Santi feels) and Adrul mostly just enjoys it when the bat tries to doll him up, as his centipede-like body is hard to work with.

(*By this point, he has transformed into his older form.)

Santi actually just straight up vomited when he felt Adelo's presence, Adrul's makes him enter a panic... Yeah. Even if direct contact with them is off the table while they grow, the incubus does feel fondness for the princes and occasionally sends them whatever children's toy is most popular these days.

Nebul is a great monster to pair the princes with when Belo's not around. Due to his increased sensitivity to other people's emotions, the wraith can more easily detect when one of the siblings is feeling depressed or anxious. Both kiddos think he "talks funny", his monotone voice being a source of great amusement apparently. The wraith is generally witty and good at showing them interesting new things. While they may never set foot in the shop for obvious reasons, Purpur is often brought out to play with them. Adrul likes to give the tentacle ball rides on his back.

Gallon is exasperated with the amount of times Adrul and Adelo ask to drink alcoholic beverages. One of them almost got his hands on an unsupervised Willow Twister and the slime's heart nearly stopped. He makes iced tea for them and says it's whiskey. It works for now. Adelo is very amused by the way he can stretch, so the angel will sometimes just run off with a tendril and she how long he can make it before Gallon pretends he's in great pain.

Fank-e is another one the little princes like a lot. Probably because he's loud and constantly decked in shiny weird stuff. Plus, he has a seemingly limitless supply of old Internet jokes and forgotten media. It's safe to say both Adelo and Adrul leave his hands covered in stickers, with three new bracelets and maybe a little too hyper for their own good. Nobody wants to deal with two hyper and powerful monster kids.

Sybastian's got a bit of experience from handling mimiclings, unfortunately Admin and Belo don't like it all that much when he tries to put either one of the siblings in his mouth for carrying. Even if both of them seem to have a lot of fun. The mimic is not the best for conversation, and maybe he shouldn't be trusted with cooking either, but he can keep the brothers safe in the garden while they play and torment Hellion.

Ludwig is a honorable mention, because after he gets serious help and becomes functional again, Admin does want the demon to be a part of her life and will let the children have contact with him. Lud is happy for her and treats the kiddos with nothing but love. He's a decent babysitter but he does need more of a filter when it comes to swearing. Adrul and Adelo call him "uncle Ludwig", and that makes him sentimental.

[silvernyxchariot]

It’s still February, the “lovey-dovey” month, as I see it. So, here’s a somewhat comprehensive blog of “Would I Date That JoJo Villain?” Main villains only. Non-yandere harem.

⚠️DNI: bigots, anti-LGBT+'s, trolls, MAPs, proshippers (incest & pedos), anti self & OC shippers, and everyone else synonymous to the mentioned. You will be blocked.⚠️

Dio Brando: Maybe, but it'll lead to an inevitable breakup.

See the first sentence of DIO down below. Anyway, this is the Dio I would be willing to date depending on how we met back in the late 1800′s. He’s still a conniving selfish megalomaniac, but not as bad as Stardust Crusaders DIO and I’m a sucker for Victorian Gothic fashion. This is also the only form of Dio that I have any sympathy for, like “Hon-neyyyy! You were set. You would have been golden. You didn’t NEED more. You could have easily made yourself a fortune. Live the rich man’s life you wanted.” He was adopted by an old rich man, accepted by his adoptive brother, and graduated as a top law student, even still he was influenced by his sperm donor’s last words to gain all the power. All the wealth. So yeah, I would give this Dio a chance.

Kars: YES.

If you’ve been here long enough, you know he’s my favorite in the yandere JJBA villain harem. But even outside of the yandere harem, my answer is still yes.

DIO: NO.

I have a mate that self ships himself with Dio/DIO and I ain’t a traitor like that. 😤 Also, see my explanation for Dio Brando above. Which is ironic since I self-ship with One Piece’s Doflamingo. . . But we ain’t talking about him. 😗🧋. . . At best, Vanilla Ice and I are the adopted children that get fed and dragged along while DIO and my mate are on a date. We’re also carrying all the bags and coats so they can take cute couple photos together. And also, Araki had all the opportunity to bring back a sexy, mysterious, Victorian Gothic vampire. But naaaah. He made DIO a Neon Banana. It doesn't help because my least favorite colors are bright yellows.

Yoshikage Kira: No.

Not my type, I guess? Don’t get me wrong. Diamond is Unbreakable was such a refreshing, fun, and unexpected part. It was a major switch up from the world-threatening and inhuman beings of parts 1-3. But I wasn’t attracted to Yoshikage all that much. I think I need the extra ego and bloodthirst for my villains. 😂

Diavolo/Doppio: Maybe, but it'll be a No in the end.

Hey~ Two for one deal. 😎 But jokes aside, You Killed My Husbands! Seven of them indirectly! This is essentially a yandere situation without it being a yandere AU because I think Diavolo would be a good partner. . . If you know... submit to being hidden from the world, living alone in an Italian villa where no one can find you, and you have to move every few weeks, months, years, or maybe even days. You have NO Connections to the outside world. No internet for you. Doppio seems like a loyal and sweet partner, but he'd be the only good part of this relationship. They definitely have the money to spoil you too.

Enrico Pucci: No?

I honestly think he’d be a decent boyfriend. (Thank you to all of you headcanon creators that are still putting out content or are still JoJo fans. You make my day a little less bleak.) It’s the whole devotion to DIO that's a turn-off. Also, please don’t talk about converting me to Christianity or Catholicism at the dinner table. Or how about I introduce you to the entire Greek pantheon? No? Ok, how about the Tagalog pantheon?

Funny Valentine: No.

I have no right to be talking about the part 7 villain because I’m only ten chapters into Steel Ball Run. . . But from what I’ve learned through the fandom and the JoJo wiki, he’s not a pleasant man. . . So, no. Also, how's that infatuation with another Married person, who is also 15 Year Old Adolescent Girl hmmm?/RH 👀🔪🔪

⭐️ My work is for entertainment and personal purposes. Do not take, translate, repost, or use it for profit. Hearts and reblogs are appreciated though.

[ofasphodel]

(evan mock / cis-male / he/him / asphodel ) did you just see FITZGERALD ANDERSON-CORRA walking through the halls? they’re a 23 year-old FOURTH-YEAR FILM STUDIES student from SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA. rumour has it they’ve been a member of praeditus since they were in their SECOND YEAR. i’ve heard they have a tendency to be RECKLESS and COCKY, but ENDEARING and CONFIDENT, too. well, anyway, you’ll know if you spot FITZ again because they always seem to remind me of THE SEAMLESS GLIDE OF A SKATEBOARD, GOOD FEELINGS UNDER BAD INFLUENCES, CREDIT CARDS IN EVERY SHADE OF BLACK, A SNICKER WHERE THERE SHOULD BE A FROWN.

background:

fitzgerald anderson-corra has been called many things – “fuckboy prince of sydney” being his favorite, but the submission box is always open – but nobody has ever dared to call him boring. 

he was adopted as a baby, before he could ever conceive of anyone else as a parent, and he was given the atrocious name of fitzgerald after mama anderson’s deceased father. fitz grew up richer than god and all his disciples (or perhaps her disciples in this, the year of barbie), adopted by a lesbian power-couple who had more money than they knew what to do with. as such, they lavished their wealth on their three children, and fitz never knew how to want something, only how to get it.

this became his philosophy in life: whatever he set his sights on (whether it be things or people), it had to be his. and honestly, it was easy to fulfill these endless desires, being as charming and persuasive as fitz was.

he remembers clearly the first time he made a room full of people really laugh. he was eight years old, and his mothers were having a group of people over for dinner. they were going around the table, and everyone was tasked with doing an impression of a celebrity. fitz chose björk (which, looking back, was quite advanced for his age), and after just a couple sentences in his best icelandic accent, the whole room was hysterical. it felt incredible, like love and respect and power all wrapped into one. with every joke that fitz has told since, he’s been chasing that feeling – he’s done his fair share of drugs, but no high compares to that. 

he spent his teenage years surfing the sydney coast during the day and hopping from one party to the next by night. he made easy friends with everyone, and if he didn’t, it was only because they were jealous of his good looks and seamless charisma. at school, he thrived in any activity that put him in the spotlight, whether it was playing the comic relief in a theater production or writing funny cartoons in the school newspaper. fitz was a bright and shining star, and even though he was middle-of-the-pack when it came to pure academics, every teacher and student alike swore that he was going to do something great with that mind of his.

it all changed when he was sixteen. they never should’ve been drinking as much as they were. they never should’ve dared each other to climb higher and higher, up onto the roof even. but they did, and fitz lost more than just a brother that night – he lost a piece of himself.

fitz spent the rest of that summer indoors. no surfing, no parties, no laughter. his mothers assumed it was grief, but guilt is what it actually was. fitz stared at the ceiling and replayed that night endlessly, unable to come to any conclusion besides the fact that fitz’s own recklessness had killed his brother. it ate away at him. 

when the summer ended, so did fitz’s period of mourning. he was determined not to let others see how the summer’s events had affected him, so he was back to fitz as usual, all the smirks and snickers included. he shut down anyone who wanted to talk about what happened with his brother, pushing it down lest it consume everything that made fitz special. he was a comedian, goddammit, and nobody wanted to watch a sitcom episode where the main character does nothing but cry and self-loathe.

he graduated with his sights set on meraviglia, determined to attend the best university that his mothers’ names could get him into and, conveniently, the same school as bindweed. his high school graduation speech received an average of three laughs per minute.

when professor dupont slipped an asphodel in fitz’s direction, he wasn’t very surprised. fitz exists as one of the most likable figures on meraviglia’s campus, and everybody agrees that his charisma is going to make him a big deal one day, though even fitz isn’t exactly sure what comes after college. he’s studying film and media with the hopes of perhaps migrating to the big screen, whether that’s as a writer or an actor, but he also has hidden desires to make something that’s entirely his own – a late-night show, when he’s feeling especially ambitious. 

but fitz is also a person that’s scared of failure and rejection and working too hard, so for now, he’s planning on making it through his last year and then spending some time doing what he does best: traveling the world, racking up the laughs, and bringing a party with him wherever he goes. of course, professor dupont’s disappearance is disturbing to him and is certainly a wrench in his plans to live it up as a senior, but fitz is determined to make something positive out of his last year in praeditus nonetheless.

[therealgothambychelsealauren]

Chapter I: While in the Shadows

*opening sequence - making coffee, getting ready for school*

In 2021, the National Institute of Health published a study that demonstrated how parents were statistically more likely to misperceive a black child as feeling angry than a white child. The NIH used buzzwords like "adultification" and "racialized anger bias" to explain the disproportionate phenomenon between race of children and mis-labeling of emotions. Basically, to scientifically say what us Black folk already know - the "angry Black woman" stereotype wasn't endorsed by white people by accident.

I had many things to be angry about in my teen years; the star of the boys' soccer team didn't wanna date me, my sister needed medication we couldn't afford, my clothes were found on sale at Goodwill and Old Navy, I was a child and a co-parent at the same time, my mother had demons in her head that needed more than holy water to exorcise.

In the study I mentioned earlier, they conclude that a large reason for the "racially-biased misconception of anger in children" is because it correlates with how Black children are also misperceived as being older (and presumed more mature) than they actually are. And like these researchers and other Black folks can tell you, there are cultural and systemic contributions from our society that allow this correlation to exist. The article's suggested solution to this psycho-social problem is to acknowledge the cultural phenomenon and the impact it has on our children.

For myself, I just read comic books.

I was the oldest of 3 kids. We needed a dad - a safe dad, who didn't make us feel like we had to sleep with one eye open if he stayed the night, who was gonna keep our stomachs from growling and the bullies from laughing.

But despite my mother's beauty and desperation, Superman would only hover before vanishing from our doorstep.

My brother and sister were into Spiderman mostly; they liked his vibrant bright colors and his cool backstory. He made the spiders creeping around our section-8 housing less scary (they could potentially give you superpowers, after all). And of course, the iconic quote - "with great power comes great responsibility" - is a line that just caresses the nostalgia part of our brains.

But I was of the minority opinion. At the public library, the sibs read adventures about Peter Parker and the Avengers rescuing New York City, whereas I gravitated towards the darker grittier side of comicbooks - the side that mirrored my reality rather than fantasized a different one.

"You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become a villain" - that was the favorite movie quote (from Batman: The Dark Knight) I introduced myself with on the first day of 9th grade history class, and I remember the judgemental glances and snickers exchanged amongst my classmates.

Batman Year One.

The Long Halloween.

The Killing Joke.

My library list of titles and due dates was a monochromatic receipt in theme and morals compared to what my siblings borrowed. My mother noticed, and she especially noticed when I dressed up as Batgirl for Halloween three years in a row. She didn't mind Batman, but pictures of the Joker scared her. My brother had to convince her to let us borrow The Dark Knight on DVD from Family Video. I think when my sister moved on from My Little Pony to Gossip Girl and my brother became obsessed with computer engineering instead of Legos, my mother hoped I'd turn away from the dark compelling images of bloody clowns and tormented Caped Crusaders into something less dark and disturbing.

But I needed the Batman.

Watching Batman punch The Riddler square in the jaw felt like releasing my own fistfights through my knuckles tightly clenching the colorful pages. When Batman snarled, I gritted my teeth. When the Joker laughed, I screamed.

Batman mirrored the reality my soul writhed and burned within. Every morally gray act was a validation of my anger in such a corrupt system. I wasn't a villain, I was a product of my environment. I wasn't a hero, I was a survivor.

In college, I drafted a short film inspired by this coping mechanism of my childhood. My freshman year of college was the first year of the Covid pandemic, the momentous year of the Black Lives Matter movement, and the year I realized my mother's white parenting and upbringing did not protect me from the biases and cruelties systemically distributed to Black folks - to my father's folks. My final year of undergrad began soon after the overturn of Roe v. Wade. Personal and worldwide challenges were faced and scarred in the years between.

After graduating college and experiencing the worst summer of my adulthood, I packed my bags for an opportunity to serve as a peer mentor for students in underresourced schools in the real Gotham City - New York City. It was an experience that taught me a lot and, unfortunately, burnt me a lot - both in physical exhaustion and in an emotional metaphorical sense. Following the year of servitude, I was accepted into law school.

Which brings me to today, the start of my first 1L semester. It's exciting, but also harrowing as I learn how much of my life has been a pawn in the unsaid chess match between law and empathy, between control and anarchy. I have stayed in Gotham, never feeling so at home anywhere else.

And as I learn more and more about the legal system, I feel the dark cowl of the Batman hovering closer and closer over my mind like a noose dangling over my neck, dooming me to risk dying a hero or play the game long enough to become one of them. Can I be clever and resourceful like the Batman? Will this rope tied by generations of oppression choke me out, or will my hands snap it at just the right moment to use it like a grappling hook and pull myself up above the cycle?

[liptonsbabe]

My dear [S.U]

Sam Uley x Fem! reader!

Summary: “Did you have a hard day? You can complain to me. Did something make you almost cry? It’s alright, look at me. Starting from now, think of three really good things: the warm air, the dazzling weather, and me outside your window.  I told you, you can see brightness only when it gets dark”

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, death, heart dissease and such. English not my mother language so pls let me know if something’s wrong

gif’s not mine

"Sorry to bother you, Chief," you said following the man's moves through your house. Charlie Swan was carrying a reclining chair with ease leaving it in the middle of the living room while you stood at the bottom of the stairs with your little four year old daughter in your arms. Cassie was exhausted. It had been a long plane ride and a bit more road travel, which knocked your little girl out as soon as you set foot in your new home in Forks. It was a long time since you had seen that place but of course you remembered Charlie Swan as kind as he had always been. Even when you were just starting to think about moving back to Forks he was the first to help you get a safe home for you and your daughter. You remembered looking up for Charlie's old phone number hoping it was still the same and when you dialed and heard the man's voice behind the phone you sighed in relief. At last life seemed to be smiling on you after a long time and Charlie was quick to offer to help you if you decided to return to town.

He told you about a house for sale next to his. The owner was elderly and preferred to live with one of her children and earn income from the house near the forest that could be bought by curious tourists so Charlie convinced her to sell you the house and at a lower price than she was originally asking because the house needed some repairs that he could do. So you thought no more about it and packed your things to return to Forks after the horrible years you had lived in Brownsville.

Charlie picked you up at the airport in his police cruiser and avoided turning on the siren cause Cassie was already half asleep in your arms when you got off the plane and he didn't want to disturb her, but Cassie had the strength to stay awake long enough to make him promise that next time he would turn on the siren as they drove around town.

The truth was that Charlie Swan was an angel. He arranged everything so you would have a quick return and even now he was bothering to get all your stuff out of the moving truck so you wouldn't have the worry of doing it later.

"Nonsense, I'm happy to do it. Besides, it's my day off."

"And that's why you shouldn't be doing all this. I know vacations for police officers are non-recurring."

"I'm the chief, I have certain privileges."

"Still."

"Well, I wasn't going to let you do this on your own" he replied, carrying the boxes with your and Cassie's clothes. He set them down on the kitchen island and leaned back against them to rest. You walked over and settling Cassie better in your arms you sat down in one of the chairs Charlie had given you "Billy and Jacob will be here in a little while to get all this settled so you can have your first night here without any problems."

"I still think it's too much. Stop spoiling me like this, Charlie, you even gave me part of your dining room!"

"Ah, it was nothing. Bella and I recently bought a new one and we didn't want to take it to the dump cause it still has some use. The table is made out of good wood and the chairs are freshly upholstered. Look at it, it suits perfectly!"

"That's not the point" you said, glancing sideways at the newly arranged dining room near the kitchen "The point is that you're doing a lot for me and it's not fair."

"Your father would have done the same for Bella if it had been about me" he replied reaching for a bottle of water from the installed cooler. A sudden tension appeared in the room as you both remembered what your father's life was like in Forks "Jackson was my best friend for a long time and when he died...I promised him that I would seek you out and support you as if you were my own and that is precisely what I am doing."

"You wouldn't have if I hadn't left and hadn't abandoned him. He died because of me"

"That's not true."

"He was left alone when I left. He died of grief"

"He died from the heart valve disease he had. Your father suffered it from a young age and even so, you had a right to look for your mother"

"I wish I hadn't" you murmured, cooing to Cassie who was beginning to get annoyed by the noise of your voices "I abandoned my father and didn't find anything worthwhile"

"Well, that doesn't matter anymore, stop tormenting yourself and thinking you killed your father. I was with him. He loved you and he died peacefully, remember him as the good man he was, child."

You sighed. Cassie went back to sleep peacefully

"You're right. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I know it's not the same, but you have me now and I'd rather die than let you leave again, do you hear me?"

"Easy, I have no intention of doing that" you half smiled "I'm running away from the tracks I left in Brownsville, I have no desire to go back under any circumstances. What I'm worried about is that the tracks won't rub off and show the way to the one I'm hiding from"

Charlie clicked his tongue.

"That should be the least of your problems. I have a gun and I know how to use it. He'll have to deal with that first before he gets to you."

"Thanks, Charlie."

"Although, if Chief Swan is as good at shooting as he is at fishing then you'll have to learn how to handle a gun yourself, honey" a voice appeared from the doorway followed by a young man's laughter.  You looked up meeting the unmistakable face of Billy Black next to his son Jacob. Billy entered your house being pushed by Jacob leaving him next to Charlie as he rolled his eyes "Be a little more modest, buddy."

"There's nothing wrong with bragging once in a while."

"Yeah, but you do it all the time."

"Shut up."

"Make me"

Charlie got up from his spot lunging towards Billy who ina swift movement spun the wheels of his chair avoiding Charlie's attack thus beginning a chase through the house dodging the obstacles of boxes on the floor. Jacob laughed taking Charlie's place in front of you.

"I thought we were coming to help with the move, not to watch them play like preschoolers?"

"Me too. I think Cassie will get along with them."

"Your little girl will beat them up right away"

"Probably."

You giggled quietly avoiding waking Cassie as Charlie and Billy finished their game to go back to the truck and get the last boxes, then you could finally get everything settled at home. Jacob smiled, looking at you

"I'm Jacob. You may not remember me but..."

"Are you kidding? I used to give you the bottle."

"No you didn't."

"Of course i did! My dad used to visit your parents a lot and he used to take me with him. You were a newborn baby and I used to volunteer to help Sarah feed you. You were the worst baby ever. You cried too loudly and squeezed the bottle with your swollen gums. Then you'd throw the milk back and you used to get really messy. Your poop was the smelliest I could remember."

"Don't say that!" he replied, embarrassed "I see you do remember me."

"And Quill and Embry. Tell me, are they still the same old fools?"

"They haven't changed at all."

You laughed.

"Perfect."

"Ok, these are the last boxes" announced Charlie walking into the house carrying with him a small box with Cassie's toys. Billy came in behind with some boxes on his lap "I think now we can get everything organized and finishing in time for you to get some rest."

"I'll clean up the little girl's room" offered Jacob standing up "then I'll fill the closet and set up the bed so you can lay her down, you must be tired from carrying her around for so long. is that okay with you?" he asked you. You nodded

"Yes, thank you Jacob."

"You're welcome. Give me that" The boy took the boxes off his father's legs and picked up Charlie's, all with one arm and with the other he carried the folding base of the bed. You opened your eyes wide 

"Easy, big guy, when did you get so strong?"

"I don't know. It just... showed up" he replied disappearing up the stairs

"It showed up" said Charlie "Ah, I hope shows up something like that to me"

"Don’t hold your breath as that happens" Billy joked.

"I should do something for lunch" you said trying to stand up. You were going to put Cassie down on one of the couches and put some cushions around her, but Charlie won't let you. Billy agreed 

"None of that. We'll order something."

"But..."

"Nothing" interrupted Billy "We'll buy pizza"

"You guys really need to stop doing this" you reproached. Billy picked up his phone

"Ah, sorry, you had to say that earlier, I'm already on the call."

"You guys are unbelievable"

Charlie smiled

"We know. oh I'll get Bella, she hasn't said hello yet" Charlie walked out before you could say anything else and closed the door dismissing the moving truck. Billy smiled complicitly, placed the order, gave the address and left the cell phone on the kitchen bar

"Dinner is served."

"Thank you."

"They had children's menu, so I ordered it for Cassie. I hear their brownies are delicious. Maybe I'll steal it for myself."

"I'll keep it as a secret"

Billy nodded with a smile and as the food arrived you chatted animatedly about what had happened in your absence, he also told you things about your father and all the times they went fishing together before his death. You were enjoying Billy's stories when time began to pass and Charlie didn’t return with Bella as he promised. Jacob was finishing Cassie's room and when the pizza arrived he came downstairs immediately, asking about Charlie's whereabouts.

"He went to get Bella, but he hasn't come back yet."

"That's strange, his house is right next door."

"Maybe something came up for him at the station" Billy shrugged.

You  decided to wait for the Swans to eat, but seeing that they didn't show up Jacob offered to investigate what was going on when suddenly the door opened and a very worried Charlie Swan walked in wiping the sweat from his brow

"Bella’s missing."

"What?"

Jacob suddenly became alert and Billy remained static in his place. You felt a knot in your stomach. While riding in the police cruiser that morning, you had heard something about tourist disappearances and wild creatures killing people in the woods and you feared Bella might be in that kind of danger. You were never close, but you knew her and occasionally went out together to talk or share a movie night. You still hadn't seen her after the years you were away and the least you wanted was for something bad to happen to her.

"Did you talk to any of her friends?"

"She was with them during classes, but they lost track of her on her way here. I'll call the Cullens, maybe..."

"You didn't know?" asked Billy "The Cullens left Forks, Charlie."

"Where did they go?"

"We'll find her" encouraged Jacob "But we have to go out and look for her before dark."

"I'll go with you" you said "I'll take Cassie to her room and..."

"No, no, stay" Charlie asked you "I left a note for Bella at home in case she comes back she’ll know that she has to come here and wait for me. If she does, call me right away, please" you nodded

"I'll call Harry and ask him to join along with the boys" Billy said and wheeled away down the hallway holding the phone to his ear. Charlie and Jacob left and you decided to take Cassie to the room, go down to the kitchen and make some coffee for the Brigadiers and Bella. If she was alone in the woods and the night was catching up with her then she was going to need something hot to get her strength back. 

You hoped with all your heart that she was all right. For her, for Charlie.

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Hours passed one after another with no sign of Bella. Your driveway was carpeted with people and police cruisers specially brought by Charlie to search for Bella. The entire town was scoured by officers from the early hours of the night, yet there was no trace of the chief's daughter. You decided to join the search taking the opportunity that Sue Clearwater was playing with Cassie - who was awakened by the ruckus of the patrol cars - asking if it was a good idea to search for her in the woods, but Harry refused.

"It's too dangerous, we don't know what might be among the trees. We can't risk losing any more people."

You were about to object his words when Jacob came up to you putting a hand on your shoulder telling you that he was right and that the forest was something not to be taken lightly. So you gave up, deciding to go back inside and refill the coffee pot when Jacob alerted Charlie that someone had found Bella.

A tall man walked in a straight line toward the Brigadiers where Billy and Harry watched him with restrained relief. He had a stocky frame and Bella unconscious in his arms seemed to weigh no more than a feather. His cropped black hair was messy and his lack of a shirt told you that the icy cold of the city didn't affect him at all

You knew him. His face was very familiar yet strange at the same time. You were back in Forks after a few years, but you knew that no one could change that much in that period of time.

Sam Uley was holding Bella and Charlie took her in his arms as he came out of the stupor and relief of having found his daughter. The Brigadiers sighed in unison and Billy thanked them all. You wanted to do something, to approach Charlie, to ask him if he needed help with Bella, but your eyes were caught in Sam’s. 

They were dark, wild, like the forest behind him. You remembered him perfectly. 

Before you left Forks you two were close friends and came to like each other as something more, but your leaving ended that and what you might have been up to that point.

You tried to look away, but then Sam's huge body began to shake, his knees buckled and he fell to the ground resting his hands on the dirt. Harry Clearwater reacted and approached him asking if he was okay.

"Tired" you heard him whisper causing you to shudder. Harry helped him up, whispered something in his ear and after taking one last look at you he disappeared into the woods. Harry walked back towards you.

"I thought the forest was dangerous"

"For us."

"What do you mean?"

Harry looked at you. Then he looked at his wife with Cassie in her arms standing at the doorway . He smiled.

"You'll find out soon, child"