#the reluctance turned genuine care and protection

[skoulsons]

that line from episode 2 is still haunting me. Joel’s “You need to stop talking about this kid like she’s got some kind of life in front of her!”

We know of Joel’s reluctance and annoyance regarding the smuggling of Ellie outside the QZ and to the fireflies, but this is something we never get in the game. This very strong pessimism. He’s become so detached. He doesn’t believe she’s worth anything. He’s dehumanized her and stripped her raw of any worth or meaning in his mind. She equates to nothing. She has nothing to offer the world, not even her immunity to the fungus. She has nothing to offer either of them or anyone else. She’s worthless to him, in nearly every way possible.

And not only is this a mix of his pessimism that has been a part of him for who knows how long at this point, it’s also his vehement defiance of getting attached to her. This little girl is handed to him on a silver platter. A little girl that reminds him so much of Sarah. She’s cute, snarky, inquisitive, and a smart ass. What’s not to love? But he’s fighting himself the whole time because of this. She’ll get to him, he knows she will, so he has to do everything in his power to keep that from happening. Be rude, ignore her, blame her, point a gun and threaten to shoot her every time she breathes, downright shit on her whole existence to Tess while she can hear the conversation, whatever it may be. He has to mean nothing to her. Because he’s responsible for her. Because he has to protect her and get her to safety. And what happened the last time he had that same responsibility? And if that same fate happens to her, at least he’s not attached this time. He can throw her in a fire and move on. But if their journey goes too far, that bonding is inevitable. It will happen. And he just can’t let it. He has to get rid of her as soon as he can. Because those limits of not caring will only get him so far.

But, in part, it also makes me smile knowing how they end up. Knowing how much she ends up meaning to him that he massacres a whole hospital to save her. How much he ends up loving her, and her him. That she does have a life in front of her, and it’s because of him. They get to settle down together. Ellie living in a normal community for the first time in her life, not a military school. Making friends and finding love. Learning how to swim, visiting a space museum and getting to touch the stars, and learning how to play guitar; everything that he gives her. The man that convinced himself that she was nothing and without a purpose becomes more than everything to him. and I can’t wait to see it all unravel in live action.

[twilightkitkat]

Almost everyone agrees that both sides of Poolverine have unhealthy attachment styles. A lot of people portray this as Logan having an avoidant attachment style and Wade having an anxious attachment style. But in reality, I think it'd be swapped.

Logan has all of the surface-level factors that make him easy to write off as avoidant: he's gruff, masculine, and has a habit of leaving without much forewarning. I feel like the largest factor that contributes to this portrayal of him is how he's closed-off and wary of people, and how despite getting closer to the X-men he still leaves the second he has a reason to. (And oftentimes, that reason is exploring his past or just needing to get away.)

But the reason he's leaving isn't because he wants to. It's because he feels like has to.

Logan acts like he doesn't care, but he does. And it's so painfully obvious. The second anyone he cares about is in danger, he rushes off to save them even if it goes against orders. His "leaving" isn't him running away from the people he cares about, but running toward them. And the other times, he's trying to uncover his past. Not because he wants to distance himself from the people he loves, but because he needs to know that he doesn't endanger them or put them at risk. So that he can be better for them.

He feels like the only way to keep the people he loves close is to not put everything out in the open. While he comes off as cocky and guarded and gruff, in reality, he's insecure and paranoid that people will leave him. He's terrified of loss, so he tries to prevent it by only showing people the parts of his personality that are "acceptable." The Wolverine can be animalistic and rough, but if he's soft and clingy then people will push him away.

The second he gets a crumb of affection, he clings to it desperately. He sees Jean's attraction to him and relentlessly flirts with her and tries to show off. If she told him no or turned him down point-blank, he would stop. But she only gives weak resistance (the type you give "for show") and so he keeps pushing. He puts himself in harm's way for her and protects her and supports her because he loves her, even if she only gives him a little back.

A scene where this is incredibly obvious is when Jean tells him that girls only flirt with the bad boy, they don't take him home. They marry the good guy. His response? He told her that he could be the good guy. That if she just gave him the chance, he'd change himself for her just to hold her close. He's desperate for her to finally see him and tries to plead his case.

If he were avoidant, he wouldn't lean in so hard to anyone who gives him any semblance of care or affection. Instead, as soon as someone is kind to him, he devotes himself to them. Gives away as much of himself as he can for their sake. He tries to be as close to them as he physically can, but it's hard. It's hard when nobody reciprocates. When he's met with awkwardness and discomfort the second he asks for more.

(He just wanted someone to belong to. A steady home. The second someone opens their door for him, he belongs to them. Until they get tired and kick him back out again. Until they just leave food scraps by the door and expect it to be enough.)

His natural instinct is to cling to someone as hard as he can. To stay on the lifeboat even as it sinks, even as his head is submerged underwater, until he physically can't anymore. But after so many times of trying to stay afloat on debris, he's reluctant to get into the water again.

And yet, the second Wade calls out to him and asks him to stay, he does. There's no room for hesitation. Not when someone finally wanted him.

Whenever Logan was offered a home, he always stayed as long as he could. And he learned that people normally took this as him overstaying his welcome. So he leaves not because he wants to, but for their sake. To not be a burden. Because that's what's expected.

But as soon as someone gives an indication otherwise, genuinely wants him, he holds them so closely he can hear their heartbeat. He's anxious that they'll leave him, so desperately tries to show that he's worth keeping. He'll do anything they ask. He'll push as far as they'll let him, curl up as close to them as they allow, and stay there.

Wade, on the other hand, is more avoidant. It's easy to write him off as anxious and affectionate: he's cheerful, flirty, and wears his surface-level emotions proudly. He isn't afraid to claim that he has a family, and one of his main motivations is his long-term relationship with Vanessa. He's been explicitly shown to be scared to lose the people he loves, and he coped horribly with the loss of his girlfriend.

However, attachment styles aren't about what you feel. They're about how you react to it.

Wade does care, because of course he does. He cares so much that it's painful. But how does he act on the love he feels? By distancing himself from others.

Wade is good at flirting. He's good at joking and being there when times are easy. But he's always had a habit of hiding his deeper emotions, even from the people closest to him. He doesn't let them know about his problems until it's too late. He intentionally hides from them and doesn't let them get involved in his life because he fears hurting them. It's a compulsion to keep them safe and happy and to protect himself and his own feelings.

After breaking free from Francis after unlocking his mutation, what does he do? He avoids Vanessa for years, terrified of how she'll react to this new version of him now that he looks disfigured. He never lets anyone too close to his true feelings, hiding behind his suit and mask. His first reaction when there's conflict that could result in issues isn't to stay and try to work through it, but to leave. Before they can get hurt. (Before they can hurt him.)

This is also shown at the start of the Deadpool & Wolverine movie. The overarching issue in Wade's life is that he feels empty and like he has no real purpose. Like he doesn't matter. Instead of using his relationships as support and sticking with them, he pulls back. He doesn't open up to Vanessa which results in their eventual break-up. He acts like he's perfectly content with his life to Peter and Al even though that's clearly not the case.

His first instinct was to run away. From his feelings, from difficult talks, from the people he loved. He tried to suppress his emotions and avoid intimate or serious conversations. He feels uncomfortable with the idea of being vulnerable with someone. He knows how to be alone. It's easy. Familiar. It's what he returns to the second he feels threatened.

However, as a pair, Wade and Logan balance each other out. Wade can finally feel comfortable being more open because Logan understands the pain of loss and suffering and immortality. Logan finally has someone who doesn't judge him for what he's done and who lets him be himself and still wants him.

When Logan initially was more closed-off, Wade felt comfortable pushing. When Wade tried to pull away because of his guilt, Logan yanked him back. When Logan was about to walk away, Wade called after him. Offered him a home. Logan answered.

Logan would latch onto Wade like a cat with separation anxiety. He'd give all he has to Wade in return for finally being treated like a person. And this would make Wade realize that he doesn't have to run away. He doesn't have to pull back when Logan can protect himself and wants to stay with him. Despite his mangled appearance and crude personality and shitty morality.

Wade gets used to Logan's presence. To finally having someone who's an equal. (Who won't hurt him. Who can't die. Who won't become overwhelmed because he knows what it's like. It's like he can finally breathe knowing that there's someone who's going to be there no matter what.)

Logan feels less anxious when Wade only acts this close to him, when he reassures him that in a multiverse of Wolverines, he's the one Wade would choose. Again and again. He finally feels like he's the exception in a good way. Like he's someone's first choice.

So Logan lets himself relax, and Wade lets himself finally get close to someone. They both let themselves stay and mean it.

[tinydefector]

Can we get a first contact au with Rodimus becoming increasingly possessive towards the human the lost light found.

My Human

Rodimus x Human First contact AU

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: none

Rodimus masterlist

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Had a lot of fun writing this. I may have written him as more Protective Possessions than anything else, but all up, I'm very happy with how this turned out. But I've seen so where the human is distressed by Possesive Rodimus in First contact Aus so I wanted to go with them being just as distressed about being taken away from him.

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Rodimus hated this, he hated being away from his little human. He paces back and forth in front of medlab, at this rate he would wear marks into the floor, he regretted that his little friend had been found out. It had resulted in Ratchet and Ultra Magnus taking them from his care. It had now been nearly three cycles since they had been taken from him and he didn't like when others were in charge of their care. 

Ratchet and Ultra Magnus believed he wasn't skilled enough to care for them. Yes there was a language barrier between them but they had been working on it with hand signals, nods and head shakes along with visual items. He was gentle with them, he did his best to make them comfortable and they didn't set off any signs that they felt uncomfortable or upset with him. 

Rodimus keeps his energy field taut with restraint, his optics flick to the door as he faces Ratchet, though his unrest is clear. "Look, I know you and Magnus think I'm not 'responsible' enough or whatever, but that's my little human! I've been taking good care of them since picking them up, You can't just keep me away from them!." His plating flares briefly. " you both swoop in, say I'm not 'qualified,' and carry them off for your tests and whatnot. Please just let me see them!" Rodimus remains poised, despite his clear frustration he tries to not let it show.

Ratchet isn't impressed by the situation, Rodimus had hidden the human for who knows how long before they found out about them and it was due to the fact Swerve had seen the human with Rodimus late one cycle. The medic had a hard time trusting Rodimus to be responsible for such a fragile being. 

The smaller beings' eyes light up the moment they see Rodimus, a small collection of thrills and vocal chirps falling from them as they see the Speedster finally being let into medical, they stand quickly moving to the edge of the table calling out to him eagerly.  

Ratchet huffs in exasperation as the human calls out so eagerly for the red mech. He grudgingly has to admit their attachment seems genuine. But that doesn't absolve proper procedure. Rodimus had withheld information, hidden an organic, he was lucky that they were in good health otherwise Ratchet wouldn't have let him within the radius of the lab. 

"Alright, alright, calm down, both of you." Ratchet levels a stern glare between them. "I'm letting you see each other as a trial, Rodimus. One slip-up and they go right back to my care, and you do not get to see them at all. got it?" 

Rodimus nods eagerly, and Ratchet steps aside with reluctance. The human chirps happily as he swiftly moves closer to the table they are stood on. "Be gentle, and watch your energy, you're lucky you haven't caused any medical problems" Ratchet grumbles. But his rebuke as he reads over the few tests he had run over them. 

Rodimus beams down at his human. "Missed you too. Don't listen to Ratch', okay? I'll always keep you safe." He directs the latter at Ratchet. The medic huffs but doesn't disagree. Seeing the human's contentment, maybe Rodimus has earned his chance after all. He'd be keeping a close optic on the two.

The human almost flings themself at Rodimus snuggling against his plating, had it been any other Mech their plating would have been cold but Rodimus ran hot due to his Outlier ability and they seemed to swarm to him for the heat. Their arms curl around his shoulder plating little thrills leaving them in delight to see him after not being able to see him for days now.

Eventually they pull away hands moving quickly as more noises leave them, trying to ask him questions he can't understand, giving a rather rude gesture towards Ratchet as they voice their displeasure over being stuck here. Ratchet isn't particularly happy but given the circumstances it was better than the human needing multiple injections and a drip. 

Rodimus chuckles at the rude gesture aimed at Ratchet. "Eheh, I'll let that one slide since I know he's been keeping you against your will." He hums softly while pulling them back into a hug which they eagerly accept. "But play nice," Rodimus whispers, directing a pointed look at Ratchet. "Don't want Ratch' banning me from visits, y'know?" 

Rodimus strokes their back gently, happy to finally have them back even if it was only for a little, he didn't like it but he would fight if it came down to that so they didn't have to stay in the Medlab. 

It's only when Ultra Magnus walks into the room does the human become rather vocal, seeming to scowl in displeasure, another flurry of noise coming from them as they clinging to Rodimus expecting the larger mech to take them again.

 After all this was a massive violation of ship conduct having a human on board and Rodimus had hidden them for who knows how long. Rodimus himself was still rather angry over the separation for cycles. Magnus' field bleeds disapproval as he notes the organics ferocity. " Rodimus, your failure to disclose finding an intelligent alien has compromised ship safety. That you concealed them speaks poorly of your leadership. Do you have any idea what could have happened if it was another species, think of the Viruses, and other contamination you could have brought onto this ship!"

Rodimus' plating flares indignantly. "They were scared! I was looking after them, making sure they had everything they needed, rather than dragging them in here for pit knows what kind of tests and dragged me to the brig!" 

"Enough, both of you!" Ratchet interjects sternly. "Arguing will solve nothing. Your disapproval is clear, Magnus, but separating them now could cause harm. For their sake, I advise they remain in Rodimus' care, But they are to be brought in Every Luna Cycle for check ups, do I make myself clear captain?."

Magnus' optics narrow, he goes to argue about the situation, But the sound of heavy foot fall makes them tense as Megatron stalks in, red optics lingering on the group. The co-captain looks to Rodimus with a raised brow before his optics flicker to the human in his arms. "What is the issue here?" He finally asked. Rodimus' fields blast protectiveness as Megatron's gaze settles on the human clinging to him. "There's no issue, Megatron. Just everyone freaking out that I took in a stray. As if providing refuge is a crime." 

Magnus stiffens. "Harbouring an unknown organism without informing command put the whole ship at risk. Repercussions must follow regulations."

Ratchet shoots him a glare. "Perhaps. But separating them now risks worse harm." He faces Megatron decisively. Megatron considers it thoughtfully. While Rodimus broke protocol. 

" they remain in Rodimus' care. But you will face consequences, Rodimus, for keeping them hidden, you should have come to one of us over this when you found them." His gaze levels on Magnus, daring dissent. Magnus' field churns discontent but he nods curtly. Rodimus flashes Megatron a covert grateful look. “Look I'm sorry I didn't tell anyone but I knew this was how Magnus was going to react, they needed help and I wasn't just going to leave them” 

The group continued talking about how things would proceed from there. It's only after the medical check is finished are the two finally allowed to leave, the human clinging to Rodimus as he walks with them. It catches many mechs, some doing double takes and others just blatantly staring at the human shocked over the strange organic. Rodimus did his best to shield the human from prying optics as he strode briskly down the corridor. He didn't want to deal with the rest of the mechs, or overstimulate his companion. 

"It's alright,” he murmured soothingly. "Just ignore ee. They're not used to fleshies is all." He shot a warning glare at Swerve as the mini rolled by curiously. Relief washes over him as they reach his hab suite, Rodimus shut and locked the door behind them. "Whew, finally some peace! Nobody gonna bother us here, promise." 

He settled gently on his berth, cradling the human close. "I know it's all weird and scary dealing with bots as big as mechs. But you're safe with me" Rodimus' field radiated comfort as he chatted to help them relax, he knew full well they didn't understand him, but he knew the rumbles and vibrations from his chassis would calm them. He was careful not to let his distaste for how the others acted show - he knew he had messed up but it was worth it. 

They let out a soft noise as he finally laid down on his berth, it brought him comfort knowing he finally had them back safely. The human snuggles in to his plating, a hand coming up to his faceplate as they check him over as if he had been hurt. Rodimus' optics crinkled warmly at the human's gentle inspection of his faceplates. "Aww, you're checking me over now, huh? Making sure grumpy Ratch' didn't do anything to me?" 

He nuzzled their tiny hand affectionately with the tip of his nasal ridge. Primus, they were so tiny and fragile, but their caring touch warmed his spark. "Don't you worry about me, little bit. I'm tough, it'll take more than their glares to take me down." Rodimus chuckled softly. 

Turning serious, he added, "But it means a lot that you care. I'm here for you too." He let out a soft noise as they curl up against him, happy to finally have him back, it makes a smile etch into his lips as he covers them with one of his servos to make sure they don't fall off his chassis. “get some rest littlespark” he hums softly. 

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[kyokutsu-sama]

Fluff Headcanons| Rengoku x f!reader

A/n: Writing some cute headcanons for this man cause I love him and he's the sweetest man alive❤️🧡

You may not know but I'm in a seriously relationship with him (I'm delulu😅)

~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~

This man is definitely the best thing that has ever happened to you. He is the kind of man who is perfect and perfect in every way. He has a genuine and bright smile that he always has and it will only shine even brighter when he sees you. He will never hide that he loves you and will always remind you of his feelings. He always has beautiful words to say to you and to make you feel good about yourself and whenever you have a problem he always has advice or always tries to find a solution to remedy the situation. When he leaves to go on missions, he always says goodbye with a kiss and a long hug as if it were his last. The feeling of having you in his arms makes his courage and confidence increase. When he returns from a mission it is a great joy for both of you. He immediately runs to you and feels the warmth of your hug again. When he hugs you he remembers when his mother hugged him when he was a child. The Flame Hashira has a big stomach, so when you two go out to eat, he always makes big piles of empty bowls and plates. You always wonder where this man kept so much food. You also can't help but feel a little embarrassed when he yells "UMAI!" in the middle of a crowded restaurant and everyone turns their attention to your table. Short scenario: "Kyo, keep your voice down. Everyone's looking at us!" You warn him but he just keeps eating "UMAI!!" He yells again You just sigh and roll your eyes seeing that he ignored what you said. You know how much he loves sweet potatoes and that's why you often prepare them for him when he gets home or for him to take when he goes on a mission. He's so grateful to you for that his love for you only grows even more. He's also very playful and soemtimes he plays pranks on you which always triggers a little wrestling between you. Pillow fights are also on the list, especially when you two are making the bed and he throws the pillow at you who throws it back. Speaking of bed, he's the big spoon. He loves to hold you in his arms as if he were protecting you from anything. And you find it very comforting how strong and welcoming his arms are. He also likes to sleep with his head on your chest and listen to your heart beating. That brings him inner comfort and is all he needs if his day is not going well. And when he has a bad day he will just hug you and tell you everything that is wrong with him. Flowers. He also loves giving you flowers and seeing you smile when you receive them. If you are on one of those days of the month, he will hug you and give you lots of affection because he knows you are more sensitive. He also makes you good food and gives you chocolate. (I want a Rengoku for myself this Christmas😭😭) He likes to train with you and sometimes takes his little brother with him to join too. Senjuro likes you a lot and always thanks you for taking care of his big brother. On rainy days you just hug and watch the rain fall outside. You once invited him to dance in the rain but he was a little reluctant at first because he didn't want you to catch a cold but deep down he thought it was fun and went with you. It was a great feeling until he knew he was right and you both ended up sick. "Babe, I told you so many times..." He whispered "Oh come on, you were having fun too" You replied before sneezing

[sonamytrash]

Precious cargo

An: Just Dadvi fluff that has been rotting my brain. I actually imagine Levi and readers' first baby being a little boy, but a baby girl worked better for this particular drabble. I promise to revisit some of my other headcanons following readers' pregnancy.

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Levi strides through the Scouting Legion headquarters, his sharp gaze scanning the familiar surroundings as he cradles your newborn daughter securely against his chest. The ever-present crease in his brow softens ever so slightly as he looks down at the sleeping infant, a rare tenderness glimmering in his steel-grey eyes.

"Try not to make too much of a ruckus, brat." He murmurs to the newborn, his deep voice barely above a whisper as not to disturb your child's slumber. "The rest of these idiots don't know how to behave themselves."

Levi's grip tightens protectively as he approaches the mess hall, his gaze sweeping the room. Upon spotting Hange waving enthusiastically in your direction, he lets out an exasperated sigh, bracing himself for the inevitable chaos that's about to ensue.

Carefully, Levi shifts the baby's weight, angling his body to shield your child from the impending chaos. "Hange's about to descend like a pack of rabid wolves. I hope you're ready for the onslaught." He mutters, his fingers tightening protectively around your waist.

Just as the words leave his lips, Hange's boisterous voice fills the air, drawing the attention of the entire hall. "Levi! Y,N! There you are!" they exclaim, barreling towards the three of you with unrestrained enthusiasm. "Let me see the little one!"

Levi's brow furrows as Hange approaches, their boisterous energy directly at odds with his own protective instincts. "Tch, calm down four-eyes. You're going to wake her up." He grumbles, angling his body to shield the sleeping infant from Hange's grabby hands.

Despite his gruff demeanour, there's an underlying fondness in Levi's tone as he gazes down at your daughter. "Besides, I don't want you to contaminate her with your filthy hands." He scoffs, though the slight quirk of his lips betrays his amusement.

Hange's infectious enthusiasm draws a reluctant smile from Levi as they turn their attention to you. "How are you feeling, y/n?" they ask, their eyes shining with genuine concern. "The little one treating you well?"

You nod, "I'm okay. So far, everything seems to be going smoothly." You reply, Levi's grip on the sleeping infant tightens ever so slightly, his steely gaze softening as it flickers between you and your daughter. "Tch, of course she is." he interjects, a hint of pride colouring his gruff tone. "This brat's got a strong constitution, just like her mother." He says, smiling at you affectionately.

Reaching out, Levi gently brushes a finger against the baby's downy cheek, a rare tenderness shining in his steel-grey eyes. "Causing trouble already, aren't you?" he murmurs.

The rare, affectionate smile continues to tug at the corners of Levi's lips as he watches your daughter stir, her tiny features scrunching up in a delicate yawn. "She's perfect. She gets that from y/n, too." He breathes, his voice thick with an emotion that few have ever witnessed from the stoic captain. A feint blush paints your cheeks at his affectionate display as you place your hand on his forearm.

Krista makes her way over, gushing excitedly over the baby. "Oh, she's just perfect!" She squeels.

Levi looks to you for guidance. You can tell what he's thinking, and without any words needed, you nod reassuringly. He looks back at Krista, Levi's expression shifts, his usual cool detachment replaced by a rare warmth. "Tsk. Do you want to hold her?" he asks, his tone gruff but carrying a hint of invitation.

Levi's brow furrows slightly as he carefully transfers the sleeping infant into Krista's waiting arms, his fingers brushing against the delicate girl's skin with the utmost care.

"Support her head," he murmurs, his voice low and gruff.  "And for god's sake, don't drop her."

Sasha soon bounded over, her eyes twinkling with excitement, the other members of the 104th close behind her.

"She really does look just like you, Captain!" She reached out and touched the tiny hand that was now resting on Kristas shoulder, admiring the infant's dark hair. The others in the room chimed in, oohing and aahing over the tiny fingers and toes, cooing and gushing over the newest addition to the scouting family.

"Tch, the brat's got my looks, alright." He murmurs, a hint of pride in his gruff tone. "Though hopefully she's inherited more of her mother's pleasant disposition."

Levi hovers protectively, his steely gaze flickering between the baby, the others and Krista, ready to snatch the child back at the slightest sign of trouble. A faint, barely perceptible smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he watches the petite girl and her friends coo over his daughter, his chest swelling with a fierce, paternal pride.

"Careful..." he rumbles, his brow furrowing in a rare display of vulnerability. "She's precious cargo."

[genevievefangirl]

Gen's Top 100 DBDA Fics - PART 7

For all caveats/rules/backstory, please read the Master Post

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So Tie Me to a Post and Block My Ears By: that_trans_autistic_guy @that-trans-autistic-guy Rating: T Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Hell, Trauma, Blindness, Deaf, Past Torture, Protective Charles Rowland Summary: Edwin loved his job. Truly, being a detective was something he’d daydreamed about in life and it was his reality in his afterlife, a genuine dream come true. Even better, he had the best partner and agency he could have ever asked for. The work was always intriguing and exciting, there was always more to learn and he always had his favorite person by his side. What more could he need? My Notes: Edwin having a panic attack and then Charles calms him down? Sign me up please! And the second chapter being Charles POV of the whole thing is the cherry on top.

solatium By: matelotage Rating: T Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, PTSD Summary: It's not something Charles noticed right away in the heat of things, considering they'd been in hell the first time it happened, and at the mercy of a deranged witch the other. But they'd been the only times he'd seen Edwin without his usual posh school attire. My Notes: Charles giving Edwin his coat after the events of Ep 8 is EVERYTHING TO ME

Something’s gone terribly wrong (But I’ll make it better) By: Aster_Flower114 aStar_flower on twitter Rating: NR Tags: Fluff, Protective Charles Rowland, Injury Summary: Short fic about Edwin getting badly injured during a case and is reluctant to rest for a bit My Notes: Edwin refusing help/rest when he's hurt? So in character, but also makes me want to smack him lol

Soul Protector By: Ice_Elf @ice-elf Rating: M Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Protective Charles Rowland, Soul Bond Summary: Whoever held the greatest claim on his soul could be worse than Doll Spider. They might doom him to an eternity of pain that even he couldn’t imagine. But he didn’t care: this chance of freedom—of snatching victory from the creature that had stolen decades of his existence—was far greater than any risk. “The claimant is unknown,” the Justiciar stated. “If they approach the court with the proper paperwork, or are willing to be put to the sword, we will revisit your case. ~ Following their return from Hell, Edwin and Charles had thought themselves safe. They had believed that Hell and its denizens had no more claim on Edwin's soul. Unfortunately, not everyone is of the same opinion. When Edwin is summoned to a tribunal to determine whether the Doll Spider or the Office of Lost and Found has the greater claim on his soul, it is up to Charles, Crystal and the Night Nurse to put things right. The truth, however, may be more complicated than it seems - and more than one of the agency will be forced to confront their demons. My Notes: This is truly one of the greats for me. The worldbuilding, the characterization, and the plot are all exactly what I want out of a fanfic. And Edwin and Charles are just so devoted and codependent in this it is unreal.

Spectral Rage By: Baby_Spinach @a-jasminator Rating: T Tags: Hurt/Comfort, FIrst Kiss, Whump, Protective Charles Rowland, Protective Edwin Payne Summary: "Hold on, you think I'd turn?" Charles demands. "Every ghost has a unique trigger, and I can't say I wasn't a little concerned on a few occasions in Port Townsend. Then, with that same look in your eyes just now…" Edwin isn't wrong; it's not like Charles hadn't been thinking the same thing. But he shakes his head and attempts a comforting grin--Edwin's got too much on his plate to waste time worrying about the one person who's supposed to look out for him. "Don't worry, mate, I'm aces. So how do we find this demonic arsehole?" -OR- All ghosts are capable of turning vengeful. When their quarry is revealed to be a demon from Edwin's past, Charles and Edwin learn something important about their own personal triggers. My Notes: References to Edwin's time in Hell? The boys being mutually protective? One of them turning into a dangerous powerful mess when the other is threatend? What's not to love!

Still a Better Lovestory By: Vamillepudding @vamillepudding Rating: T Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hanahaki Disease, Protective Charles Rowland Summary: “That about did it,” Edwin says, patting himself down and straightening his bowtie. “Now, if you’re ready, I suggest we find a mirror and-“ “Did you just cough up a flower?” Charles interrupts. Flower, perhaps, is a slight exaggeration. It’s more like a petal, red and incredibly out of place here on the shore. Edwin clears his throat, but this time no petals follow. “Certainly it’s nothing to worry about.” Or: Edwin is suffering from a weird curse, but for some reason, he's refusing Charles' help. Charles is trying his best to fix it anyway, but Edwin is being oddly secretive about the whole thing. My Notes: I'll admit that I am not normally a Hanahaki desease persona, but this fic is amazing. And if you like Twilight references you will have a lot of fun with this!

still. By: Backstabberr @dulltulipz Rating: T Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Protective Charles Rowland, Hurt Edwin Payne, Hurt Charles Rowland Summary: He reached out to take Edwin’s hand. “I realized…I loved you, that I’m in love with you,” Charles said, his eyes moving from his hands to meet Edwin’s. He was crying as well, his hand gripping Charles tighter. “And you were gone, I couldn’t tell you, I wouldn’t be able to kiss you or hold you. It just started and ended at that very moment.” Charles tripped over some of his words before shuttering, he breathed deeply. [aka Edwin is badly hurt to the point he falls into some sort of ghost coma, Charles inevitably has a revelation.] My Notes: Injuried Edwin to protective charles to love confesssion pipeline strikes again! (And I love it every time)

Stories left on our skin By: DryadGurrl @dryadgurrl Rating: T Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Magical Tattoos, Protective Charles Rowland Summary: Charles always hated re-doing the tattoos, but that was part of why he'd insisted on taking over the task in the first place, it was easier, somehow, being the one to etch those marks into Edwin's skin than it was watching him do it to himself. Or: Edwin has magical tattoos to help with his spellcasting and when a case goes south, it's up to Charles to replace them (and not for the first time) My Notes: I would have never come up with this idea, but it is brilliant. Charles redoing magical tattoos for Edwin is just such an intimate gesture and really shows how close their relationship is.

sun in my eyes By: pisces_spider @pisces-swirlix Rating: G Tags: Fluff, First Kiss, Romantic Soulmates, Platonic Soulmates Summary: When Edwin reads to Charles, everything is okay. Edwin tries to get to the bottom of why Charles likes it so much. (Or — Edwin and Charles treat reading aloud like it’s a love language) My Notes: Edwin reading to Charles is literally one of my favorite things ever.

[sailorkamino]

your pet name {bad batch}

relationships: gn reader x bad batch

a/n: i tried to make this gender neutral. which name is ur favorite? his pet name can be read here

crosshair

• "don't start something you can't finish, doll."

• the first time cross calls you doll it's in a mocking tone. instead of snapping back you flash a pretty smile and call him something sweet in return. his heart stutters, ears turning warm. once the shock wares off he's pissed. you think you can fluster him and get away with it? not a chance in siths hell. (crosshair is the type to think you flirting = mind games and i stand by that.)

echo

• "stars, you're an angel"

• the only medics allowed near echo are tech and kix, even with them he's reluctant to ask for help but you can tell when he's in pain. one trek in hyperspace the cold is really making him ache. you bust out some prosthetic cream you purchased and offer a massage. he's excited because your hands on his body is a dream come true but he's also wracked with nerves and insecurities. yet the second you rub his sore shoulders he loses all filters.

hunter

• "hey sweetheart, can i borrow your body spray? i want my blacks to smell like you."

• you quickly realize that strong scents, even good ones, give hunter headaches so you go on the hunt (hehe) for something subtle but sweet. one day you try a woodsy, fruity body spray and hunter is attached to you like a leech, flirting that it's 'sweet like you.' he's literally a golden retriever boyfriend... meaning he wants your scent on all his belongings cuz it reminds him of you. also he can literally hear your heart beat so,

tech

• "can you hand me the spanner? thank you, starlight"

• tech is unflinchingly honest. it usually gets him in trouble but once in a while it works in his favor. one day you're sitting in the cockpit together, you're telling him about your latest interest, when he blurts out that you look beautiful in the starlight. his first reaction is to apologize for interrupting you because he genuinely does care what you have to say but then you're kissing him and nothing else matters.

wrecker

• "you're too cute to be scary, little tooka."

• the first time wrecker compares you to a tooka you're sleepily nuzzling into his chest. the next time you're pouncing on him playfully. he doesn't even stumble, wrangling you in his arms with boisterous laughter. doesn't matter how tall, big, or otherwise intimidating you are, to wrecker you're his baby. (cue the strong must protect the sweet gif)

[jubileemon]

Why Adam Wilkins is the most hated character on Invincible?

He has a very rocky relationship with his daughter and is generally unsupportive of her decisions and aspirations to be a superheroine.

He's a misogynist who holds outdated views on gender roles and chastises his daughter for not having traditionally feminine aspirations as a way to cover his insecurities and fragile masculinity. He states that the only reason he ever let Eve become a superhero was because he assumed her then boyfriend, Rex was going to "protect her", even though Eve is extremely powerful herself.

While it's shown that he does care about Eve and most of his disdain for his daughter's career choices come from a place of worry about her welbeing and the welbeing of those around her, that is simply too weak of an excuse to justify his actions, as he damaged his relationship with his daughter because of his own choices, to the point Eve started to actively dislike him. Even though he sometimes brings up good points, such as calling out Eve for using her powers in an inconsequential manner, the way he goes off about them doesn't help and only further cements him as a bad father.

While it's shown he had a good relationship with Eve when she was a kid, ever since the day he learned she had a special ability to identify atoms and molecules, Adam began forming a disdain for his daughter and started acting rude and abrasive towards her.

He was also rude to her babysitter after he started praising his daughter's advanced intelligence. He initially refuses to send her to a school for gifted children, calling her a freak. When Eve didn’t show up to her birthday, he ate a part of the cake and when called out by her, he furiously yelled at his daughter.

When she runs to her room he rudely yells at her that that he and his wife are the only family she has.

While it's implied that he does genuinely love his wife (especially in the flashbacks seen in the Invincible: Atom Eve special), it's rarely ever shown onscreen, and it's stated that they frequently fight a lot. It's also implied that he might even be psychologically abusive towards her as well, to the point she's completely submissive to him and enables his behavior.

Season 1

After finding out that Eve had broken up with Rex after she found out he was cheating on her with Dupli-Kate, Adam lashes out at his daughter, telling her to forgive him, saying that "everyone makes mistakes".

When Eve tells him that she's considering quitting the superhero career, Adam rudely tells her that it was "about time".

When Eve decides to leave her family home in order to become a full-time superhero away from them, Adam doesn't respect her choices and further insists that she quits her dreams in order to live a "normal life". He even told Eve to her face that the worst day of his life was when she got superpowers, something that really hurt Eve emotionally.

Season 2

While he does take a job at Burger-Mart in order to provide for his family after being fired from his previous job at the furniture store, Adam is shown to have been very reluctant to do so and puts the blame on the superheroes for having destroyed their corporate office, essentially blaming his daughter for getting fired.

He stubbornly refuses to get his daughter's help for income, purely out of a place of insecurity, and still persists on lashing out on Eve, despite her being very understanding towards him.

After Eve uses her powers to turn an apple into gold and gives them to sell it, Adam angrily refuses to do so and, later on, even throws the apple in the trash.

During their argument in Eve's second visit to their house, he blames her for an accident in Chicago, where Eve had used her powers to build on an abandoned lot, not knowing it was actually unstable. While Adam tries to rightfully talk some sense into Eve to not use her powers irresponsibly, he's still overly harsh to her, telling her that her powers don't make her a hero, they make her dangerous.

Overall, Adam is generally an unpleasant and rude person who is unreasonable to his daughter for no good reason, and is by far one of the most hated characters in the series.

[arminsfavoritepookie]

What's your opinion about gojo , is he a green flag or red flag or both (when he genuinely date someone or like someone or normally,and why ? give us a detail answer please

So first, he’s definitely a lime bright green flag…and I don’t think him being in a relationship with someone normal would necessarily work simply because of the stress and complications of his job, but….

I think Gojo would be much more gentle with you in the beginning stages of the relationship, unexpectedly, confoundingly soft, and careful when around you; the reasons behind it are cryptic even to him. His transition from being guarded to open with you would be a slow dance, reluctant and mindful. The fear of your touch, the dread of proximity - all stemming from the blooming emotions nesting in his heart.

He doesn't know how to behave around you, how to steal natural breaths under your perceptive gaze - Your image of him unbalances him, sets him off-kilter, an anomaly he is yet to decipher. To you, he is more, far beyond the brackets of the strongest, and he is dazed, utterly disoriented with this newfound revelation.

For example, after you return from a mission, wounded and smeared in blood, its scarlet seeps into your flesh. A sense of unease wraps around the silence as you fall prey to muteness. Gojo’s treatment might carry a faint roughness underneath the surface tenderness while tending to your wound, refusing to meet your gaze and instead fixating upon the sanguine hues staining your skin.

His usual chatter is absent today, replaced with an unsettling, gloomy silence. His hands are everywhere checking for more wounds, stiff and harsh but attentive, with a finesse he reserves for you. You can see him out of your periphery, blue eyes pinned on the offending wound that separates the skin from his touch, grimly fascinated with the metallic stain.

A sight that knots his heart and fills it with unvoiced, mounting emotion. It seems as though his heartbeat is in sync with your wound, spilling precious droplets with every weak thump, every involuntary flinch of yours, every agonizing, tight press against the soaked cloth bandage. The edges of pain eventually dull, and you turn to meet his gaze. You catch his eyes then - The familiar bright blues of his irises are a shade darker, dilated to the brink and shimmering with something haunted. Something wounded.

So you kiss him.

And he pulls back a fraction. A hesitant reciprocation on his part, followed by a hard clench of his hands around your arm. But when his kiss becomes less resistant and more desperate, it's not a token of farewell - instead, it's his claim of ownership, a silent promise to protect what's his. And with that, he’s opened a door that can’t be closed again. With the taste of your lips on his, he realizes he's crossed a line, and savored an experience he'll never forget.

After that day, he clings to you. His lips dance with yours like it might be his final opportunity, his words whip you into laughter so intense that your eyes water. He orchestrates an elegant night out just for you; the way your eyes glimmer with satisfaction when you sample your meal becomes the night’s spectacle that he admires. He spoils you rotten, catering to your every desire.

When you inevitably depart for another mission, an unwelcome heaviness pervades his heart. Every shared moment, every instance of skin-on-skin, every kiss exchanged suddenly feels woefully inadequate. He’s skillful in hiding his dread behind an breezy smirk; he prompts you to take care with a playful gleam in his eyes. Yet, he keeps you in the dark about the degree of his affection - his care for you terrifies him.

The potential reality of you being gone, of you joining the league of people who've left his life, seems unimaginably harsh. The thought makes him cringe internally, and he shudders at the very prospect. He's certain that this time, recovery won't be an option. Not without your enchanting smile to brighten his darkest hours, not without the calming presence of you by his

I also feel like Gojo wouldn't be possessive either; the thought simply doesn't fit into his understanding of you and him. His mind stumbles, skids, crashes against the unimaginable scene of your hands - those fingers that know him so well, those soft palms that sketch his love notes on his skin - on someone else's body.

His heart shudders at the phantom taste of betrayal, of your lips kissing another's cheeks - those same cheeks that have soaked up your affection countless times before. Those same lips that have whispered sweet nothing and love-infused somethings, finding another canvas to leave their marks. He doesn't possess, he realizes. But he aches at the possibility of loss, a feeling gnawing at his insides.

And then the way you look at him - a sight that disarms him every time, despite his repeated exposure to it. A tender glance that cradles his insecurities and desires alike. Those luminescent orbs of yours have a special glow, an exclusive incandescence that flares only when he touches you. It seems ludicrous, surreal even, to think they could hold that same softness for someone else.

Because, after all, doesn't he put his best foot forward? Isn't he his best self for you, shedding old habits and striving for goodness just to meet your standards? Doesn't he strive to be a person deserving of that particular glow in your eyes, the feel of your hands, and the tenderness of your kisses? In his mind, it is unthinkable to comprehend you wishing to share this sacred intimacy with anyone else.

And don't get me started with Geto.…..

[mangora]

If I ever do a PI rewrite it will be solely because I’m obsessed with the Sky/Jasmine/Scarlett/Sammy dynamic that I’ve concocted in my head. Jasmine and Sammy are best friends but there’s also tension from Sammy’s end because she has some unresolved issues with Jasmine not standing up against Amy for her, but also Jasmine never stood up to Amy herself because she wanted Sammy to do it to boost her confidence and make her stronger because that’s how she was taught growing up: always fend for yourself and go through trials to make yourself the toughest you can be. Jasmine and Scarlett have a mutual respect thing going because they both view each other as observant and intelligent strategists, but both of them are also reluctant to call the other a friend even if they feel that way because they hate being vulnerable and don’t want a friendship to get in the way when they eventually have to turn against each other. Sky and Jasmine also respect each other, but Sky is a lot more starry-eyed and idealistic, and wants to be best friends with Jasmine who she thinks is super tough, while Jasmine really likes her too but is afraid that the game will eventually destroy her because Sky is so nice and wants to win so badly and can’t do that without hurting people along the way which will either crush her or change her, and eventually Sky resents how Jasmine is so strong but refuses to be everyone’s hero like she tries to make herself. Sammy is hesitant to befriend Scarlett because Scarlett never had a problem with Amy beyond finding her kind of stupid (albeit entertaining), but she’s also confused because Scarlett knew and kept her secret, and she’s also concerned for Scarlett because it doesn’t seem like she really knows how to bond with people or care about anything non-intellectual; meanwhile Scarlett finds Sammy weak and pathetic, but also can’t find anything to genuinely dislike about her, and has to fight the urge to protect her or let her teasing and advice turn into legit kindness. Sammy and Sky are friends, and Sky wants to protect Sammy, and Sammy thinks Sky is super nice, but they both run into a wall when Sammy refuses to go against Jasmine and Scarlett and starts becoming her own person and almost resents how Sky treats her as some kicked puppy. And Scarlett and Sky are a classic hero/villain dynamic, and Scarlett loves to tease Sky and thinks she’s ridiculous, and Sky hates everything that Scarlett stands for, but they also really admire each other and understand each other and might’ve been friends in another life and they can relate to each other’s need to be the best and they’re kind of obsessed with each other ngl. Alas this is not real. But what if? Come. Take my hand

[rosyrosethings]

Assistant Prank CEO Harry

This is series on my page. Harry's assistant stays with him. Just short and sweet

On a seemingly ordinary Friday, the atmosphere in Harry and Y/n's shared residence was tinged with a sense of bittersweet anticipation. Harry, known for his meticulous nature and a deep sense of responsibility towards those he cared about, was preparing for a rare weekend getaway. His destination was a cozy retreat in the countryside, where he planned to spend some quality time with his girlfriend, Bridget. This trip was a much-needed break from his demanding work schedule, offering a chance to recharge and nurture his personal relationships.

However, this departure was marked by an unusual heaviness, primarily because it meant leaving Y/n alone in the house. Y/n was not just a housemate but played a crucial role in Harry's life, managing the balance between a confidante and a responsibility he felt deeply for. The thought of leaving her alone, even for a weekend, didn't sit well with him, stirring a protective instinct that he often found hard to dismiss.

“Y/n, text me if anything goes wrong, okay?” Harry implored, his voice laced with concern as he slipped into his coat, ready to step out into the brisk morning air.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, Mr. Styles. I’ll be fine. I’ve been here alone before,” Y/n responded, her tone light and teasing, aiming to inject a bit of humor into the heavy atmosphere. She approached Harry, extending his bag towards him with a gentle smile. “I packed your laptop because God knows what would happen to you if you don’t work for one second out of the day,” she added, her voice soft yet playful, aware of Harry's relentless work ethic.

Harry couldn't help but smile, a genuine expression of gratitude and fondness. “Bye, Y/n,” he said, his voice carrying a hint of reluctance to leave.

As the door closed behind him, Y/n secured the lock and made her way to the living room, sinking into the couch with a sense of solitude enveloping her. To distract herself, she decided to scroll through TikTok, letting the endless stream of videos wash over her. It wasn't long before she stumbled upon a prank trend that immediately sparked an idea. The premise was simple yet mischievously effective: texting someone “you can come over now, he’s gone,” implying a clandestine meeting now that an obstacle—typically a significant other or a parent—was out of the picture. Chuckling at the thought, Y/n couldn't resist the urge to execute this playful scheme on Harry.

‘You can come over now babe, my boss is gone.’

She sent the message, a giggle escaping her lips as she imagined Harry's reaction, picturing his bewildered face trying to decode the message.

Harry, meanwhile, was only ten minutes away, his mind partly on the road and partly entwined with thoughts of Bridget and the weekend ahead. His phone buzzed with a notification, a text from Y/n. Assuming he had forgotten something at home, he glanced at the message, his eyes widening in disbelief. The words on the screen seemed to rearrange themselves, challenging his understanding. “Is she having someone over? And did she call them babe?” he muttered to himself, confusion and concern taking hold.

Without a second thought, Harry executed a swift U-turn, ignoring the chorus of honks from startled drivers. His mind raced with possibilities, each more unsettling than the last. Upon arriving back at the house, he entered to find Y/n lounging on the couch, her eyes meeting his with an innocent curiosity.

“Were you expecting someone else?” Harry inquired, his voice carrying a mix of jest and underlying seriousness as he approached her.

“No, why would I?” Y/n replied, her tone playful yet genuine, puzzled by the intensity of his reaction.

“Then why did you send me a text saying, ‘you can come over now, my boss is gone’?” Harry pressed, seeking clarity amidst the confusion.

“Because I thought it would be funny to see your reaction,” Y/n confessed, a giggle punctuating her words as she sat up, her eyes dancing with mischief.

Harry, however, was not immediately appeased. The protective instinct that had made him uneasy about leaving surged stronger. “Actually, I’m staying here. Bridget can come over here. I don’t want any boys coming around here,” he declared, a firm resolve setting in as he removed his coat, symbolically dismissing the prospect of leaving.

“Mr. Styles, it was a prank,” Y/n tried to clarify, her tone softening, attempting to bridge the sudden gap Harry's reaction had created.

“Yeah, okay. Now your night is with me instead of with your mysterious man,” Harry countered, half-teasing yet half-serious, as he settled next to her on the couch.

“You’re such a dad,” Y/n remarked, a blend of affection and exasperation in her voice.

“No, I just don’t want any mystery men around what's mine without me being here,” Harry retorted, his comment laced with a deeper, unspoken layer of concern.

“Or do you not want any men around me?” Y/n probed, her gaze locking with his, a challenge in her eyes.

“Aren’t you mine? I think what I said the first time makes sense,” Harry responded, his words hanging in the air, a mix of possessiveness and care mingled in his tone.

“My assistant, I mean,” he quickly added, clearing his throat, realizing the weight of his words and the ambiguity they carried.

“Oh, assistant, is that what you meant?” Y/n teased, her voice dripping with sarcasm, yet a soft smile played on her lips.

“Yeah, assistant,” Harry affirmed, the exchange leaving a tangible tension, a mix of amusement and unresolved feelings lingering between them.

[princesspuresarahk]

Courage the Cowardly Gal! (new design)

starring Corage the cowardly gal! Abandoned as babe, she was found by Muriel, who lives with her husband, Eustace Bagge.  But creepy stuff happens in Nowhere. It's up to Courage to save her new home! Stupid girl! You made me look bad! OOGA BOOGA BOOGA!  Courage:AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Courage is an sweet kind but overly frightened 16-17 year old who lives in Nowhere,Kansas Courage is a genuine coward and she often expresses her distress with over-the-top, piercing shriek. regardless, she still goes to great lengths to protect her family. she often gets hurt, sometimes quite bruised and only surviving through her determination and/or pure luck. Despite her cowardice, Courage is very clever and resourceful when the situation demands it, outsmarting the villains most of the time which sometimes impresses them with her wit and growing bravery. she also sometimes displays super strength, carrying Muriel and Eustace with relative ease when her adrenaline kicks in. Aiding her at saving the day is a self-aware, sarcastic and seemingly omniscient computer that she keeps in the attic/her room who she nicknamed Cye .Courage was abandoned as 3 year old babe after her parents were sent into outer space by a mad doctor after he tried to do the same with her but her parents who were concerned and suspicious intervened saving their daughter but were incidentally sent to space instead of Courage who sadly couldn’t do anything to save them as the poor toddler watched her parents be transported away not knowing if she’ll ever see her Mama and Daddy again as all she could do now was run and escape that cruel doctor! during her escape Courage accidentally ran into a table with unknown chemicals spilling all over the little one (turning her skin becoming pale like milk, cheeks and lips continuously rosy hue, glass paler bluebell eyes and hair once a lovely raven was now a beautiful luscious deep purple pink becoming soft as silk as she would get old her body would grow into voluptuous figure yet still small of 5′0 ft to where one day her foes would find her alluring) ,after her escape with many hours and running far away into the night until her energy finally ran out where Courage dropped into an ally by a dumpster as she sat down tired and scared to the bone all Courage could was cry for the lose of her parents and hide in the garbage of strangers passing by her fear making her to scared to ask for help for days Courage thought no will love and help her until a kind sweet-nature woman noticed the poor little one know by as Muriel Bagge who decided with her maternal instinct took Courage in adopting her into the family (while giving her the name Courage when she saw the words in a heart locket around her neck and remarked that she must be quite brave to be there by herself). and loving her with a motherly care and her reluctant husband Eustace who regularly bullies her but Muriel always protects Courage scolding Eustace for scaring her with a whack of her rolling pin or purse. 

[gabessquishytum]

Feeling like some family fluff ❤️

Dream and Hob reunite in the modern day, clear the air about 1889, and somehow manage to confess their feelings. There’s just one little hitch to keep Hob from immediately jumping into this relationship: either by adoption or by accident, Hob has a small child that has to be his first priority. And they are a feral little creature to nearly anyone who isn’t Hob, and very protective of their father.

Dream is rather nervous to be introduced to someone whose opinion is so important to Hob, but determined to try his best to like and bond with the tiny human, for the sake of his relationship with Hob.

Upon meeting them, the kid starts by biting Dream’s hand. He is enchanted.

So wrapped up in his worry about messing this up, he’d forgotten how much he genuinely likes kids, and look at how delightful and interesting this one is! They’re the sweetest angel in the world to Hob, which reminds him of some of his loveliest dreams, and does their level-best short of maiming to scare Dream off, reminding him of his youngest nightmares. They’re the best of both worlds, and Dream is besotted, no longer just for Hob’s sake.

The child is growing more and more torn about the situation. On the one hand, no one they’ve ever met has been good enough for their dad, and they’re reluctant to admit that this guy might be the exception. On the other hand, he can do magic, which is pretty cool. On the other other hand, their personal pride at their ability to chase anyone off is at stake here. But on the other other other hand, it’s kinda nice that he never gets angry at their tricks or threats, and in fact seems to enjoy them. Not to mention their dad seems to actually really care whether or not this guy sticks around, which is significant.

Hob tries his best to rein his kid in when they’re like this, but he can’t help but see their feralness as a kind of zest for life and therefore isn’t very good at reprimands. Dream tends to wave off his apologies anyway, and his obvious delight at the child’s creative antics (not trying to tame or gentle them, but appreciating them as they are) does funny things to Hob’s heart. This might work out after all.

-🪽anon

Oh yes this is very sweet. I love it when Hob is a dad.

And oh, I love the idea of Dream having to go through the traditional ritual of "You're dating my dad and I hate that about you." As every potential step-parent should.

And the best part it - Dream loves it. He loves being scrutinised by this very small human, who is so like Hob in many ways. He doesn't mind how feral the kid is, basically because they are clearly having a really great time trying to chase Dream away. The whoopee cushion prank in the middle of the new inn was pretty epic, even Hob has to admit that, and he's never seen Dream laugh so much.

Maybe somewhere along the line Hob has a big emergency and there's no one to babysit, so he calls on Dream to help. The child is secretly thrilled because a) Dream is magic and they secretly love that and b) being alone with Dream is the perfect opportunity to be as feral as possible and prove that Dream is not up for the job of dating their dad.

But Dream turns out to be a rather excellent babysitter, and keeps very calm during all the antics that occur. Eventually he sits down on the bedroom floor in the middle of the chaos with the kid and they actually talk for a bit. The kid shares some concerns about whether Dream will actually stick around, whether he'll be nice to Hob, all of that stuff. And Dream (not exactly king of communication) tries his best to promise that he does want to be with Hob longterm and that he's learnt a lot about not hurting people, recently.

Hob returns to find his kid tucked in and snoring away (benefits of having the literal sandman putting you to bed, Hob is so jealous). They end up kissing on the sofa because Hob is kinda horny about Dream’s potential parenting skills, and in the morning the kid begrudgingly admits over breakfast that maybe it would be ok if Dream comes over more. And takes Hob for dates. Maybe.

But no kissing. They got up to pee last night and saw more than enough of that 🤮 <33

[itsahotminuteinbetween]

Hiiiiiiiiii :>

Would you perhaps be privy to giving me a sort of peek into sun and moon's brains in the Narnia au? (or honestly anything; I'll hear any ramble :3)

*waves enthusiastically* boy oh boy WOULD I -

(caution for a somewhat long ramble ahead:)

Okay, going to discuss this in relation to events prior to the introduction of mc to the plot, so here's some pre-narnia au information:

Moon and Sun start out as two fauns - twins, entirely inseparable, they do everything together. Read, roll down grassy hills, make flower crowns, play, anything and everything. Later on in their technical youth, there's rumors of a rabbit ascending to power in the Far Lands, and he's summoning any able animal within the kingdom for aid.

Sun and Moon are handpicked for...special reasons, to which they aren't privy to - all they know is they're helping the kingdom and given the titles of knights! They're tasked with finding the Sons and Daughters of Adam (aka humans) and bringing them to the palace - and, to two average fauns who've only ever heard stories of humans, such a prospect sounds absolutely wonderful!

But something about it doesn't sit right with them - or Sun, at the very least. Moon is 'promoted' and ascends higher up the ranks, while Sun's reluctance leaves him right where he started. The two brothers still talk, but there's much less to talk about when you're leading two entirely separate lives. Plus, Moon's starting to speak much less, thoughts more distant...Sun finds it best to avoid topics of work.

Unfortunately, certain incidents lead to the brother's relationship falling apart completely after Sun finds out what exactly they're collecting the humans for. Walking into the Stone Garden, a silent graveyard of cemented bodies, with his brother proudly showcasing his new 'friends' and accomplishments, and how kind their new King is to have gifted them so many new acquaintances...

And Sun is horrified. At the prospect of sending little humans, little children, to their deaths, to be encased in stone...and at the fact that Moon sees nothing wrong with it.

There's a bit of a falling out - less of a falling out, really, more of the dawning of the realization upon Sun that his brother has unknowingly become a monster...and, though Moon can't see it, he has - cotton tail matted and grown, soft doe ears sharp and pricked...Moon hasn't realized, but his form has become more akin to a wolf than a lamb.

Turns out, unbeknownst to either of them, though Sun does get an inkling of suspicion towards this later on, that The Rabbit has been pulling a great deal of strings under the table - messing with soul magic, corrupted magic, things that are and shouldn't be. Slow decay of their kingdom's environment, the rot within the souls of its inhabitants, the compulsion to bring them here, bring them, make them safe...

Sun tries to resist the urge to take the humans and add them to Afton's collection because he sees it as immoral and horrific. Meanwhile, Moon doesn't see that part of the goal. He genuinely believes that the safest course of action is to take the human to the Stone Garden and protect them. He doesn't really care what Afton does. All he knows is that the children started crying-he never understood why they started crying. There was nothing to be afraid of, and if there was, he would protect them from it-and then there was silence.

It's always silent in the statue garden.

[sjmgirlie]

You will never be able to convince me that ACOSF was a good book. Let me explain.

1) It was a literal homicide for all the characters. Every. Single. One. I’m not sure if it’s because it’s from Nesta’s pov or what, but seriously, every single character basically became unlikeable? Rhys? Feyre (to an extent)? Cassian? Mor? Amren? Did Nesta really get much better?? Like no one was really likeable. Maybe Az being the only sane one. Elain showed some teeth which I liked but it still wasn’t the best.

2) Where was the plot? You’re telling me she only found troves and then killed one mortal/made queen? Before you argue, the fact we find out about Nesta’s literal powers in another series says a lot. Why didn’t we find out Nesta had silver flame power (WHICH IS THE NAME OF THE BOOK) in said book??????? Make it make sense. This book didn’t move the plot at all. Other than having the troves now. And killing the one crazy queen. The amount of times we were on the stairs was not needed. Nesta is a massive part of this universe, and yes, she can wield the troves. But everyone who is made can. So like what else could she have done? Something more im sure. I mean that’s why I think she was in HOFAS in the first place. To “conquer” the prison, get gwydion as her return of service, and show her powers. I get that the whole starborn thing needed to happen in HOFAS with Bryce but honestly Nesta needed more. And that’s another reason why people think she’s going to get another book, because what even happened in her book????

3) Nessian. Now here me out. Do we like smut? Yes. Do we like it when there’s actual romance involved? Yes. Did we truly get that? No. It’s been a while since I read this book because I just have no desire for a re-read. I’m sorry. But going from “my only regret in this life is that we did not have time. That I did not have time with you Nesta. I will find you in the next life” (ya I basically memorized it because I was kicking my feet at him saying that) to “I didn’t ask to be shackled to you either” after Nesta, a human turned fae, didn’t care about being called a mate? Like? Absolute homicide to Cassian’s character. Was the hike nice? No. Did he say nice things after she passed out? Yes. But like? I just think they deserved a better romance. And I just literally didn’t even know who I was reading when Cassian was involved. The guy that would crack jokes and just was loving? All of a sudden a mean person? To Nesta too? Like idk. It rubbed me the wrong way. They deserved better. The fact people actually want Eris and Nesta means it CLEARLY did not stick. Which means it was not convincing. No one says this about Feysand. They could have been FIREWORKS. But at times it genuinely didn’t feel like Cassian even liked her??? Where was the golden retriever energy? It was like the guy was on steroids the whole time and just blowing a fuse constantly. That was NOT the Cassian I remembered from ACOWAR. I mean idk maybe it was the fact the reluctant mate trope was just too difficult? The fact it started physically wasn’t my favourite either. Then it was so focused on that that it was like okay were are those romantic moments. “You’re not going to marry Eris” “no” “we will have no others” like that was romantic. Then the shackle thing literally happened the next day. Wtf.

4) Did I relate to Nesta’s issues and healing journey? A bit. But I just found it aggravating at times. I felt there was huge potential to dive into what it is to be the oldest sister. More into alot of things tbh. Her holding the line on Ramiel was a great moment, because she could finally protect people she cared about, but I wish that would have been implied more? Her journey seemed like a huge self insert and idk. It wasn’t as amazing as it could have been.

5) Nesta’s redemption? I don’t even like that word. I wanted people to begin to UNDERSTAND Nesta more. Not just be thankful she saved Feyre/Rhys/Nyx. Like a genuine understanding. Does Cassian? Ya I guess. Elain? It’s said she knew everything Nesta did and why. So yes she did. Az? Ya. He was literally the only one who wasn’t an asshole to her at any point lol. And I wouldn’t consider Elain and asshole to her either because she did just stand up for herself finally. Like imagine the comments you’d hear having Nesta as a sister (for real). But did anyone leave understanding Nesta, understanding why she was snarky and rude? No. Idk if that’s the point to create a divide or what. But seriously. I get Nesta to some degree now. Why did the characters not.

6) Nesta gaining friends was nice and I see why people cling to the Valkyrie. That was literally probably the best part of the book. And that’s saying something about the way the romantic pair was executed might I add. We weren’t obsessed with Feyre and Mor and Amren being friends. We were obsessed with Feysand. But the most you hear from ACOSF is about the Valkyrie.

7) Again. I never truly hated Nesta, but I didn’t necessarily love her after this either. I understood the character more, I saw her own dark thoughts, I saw how she felt, and I understood. But was she my favourite? No. I think her appearance in HOFAS, other than showing her powers (????), was to make Nesta more likeable. Because a lot of people still don’t like her. Like I said, I am PRO ARCHERON FOREVER, but I wanted more for Nesta. I wanted a lot for the girl.

8) The dreaded bonus chapter. I’ve said my opinion on this multiple times. Idk. It’s just hate for Elain that drives it tbh. It’s literally a copy and paste of the Nessian one from ACOMAF basically that if you put it in a plagiarism generator it would probably not pass. YET, it has literally desecrated the fandom. Completely. You literally can’t go anywhere without some ship war happening. And ya, I feed into it too being super pro Elriel because I love them. But damn. Imagine if this energy was put into, idk, theories of the plot? We would have figured out the Maas universe by now tbh. I wish it didn’t exist everyday. And to a lot of people it doesn’t, and I envy them. Life was simpler before the “did you read the bonus chapter” fiasco. And tbh I’m pretty sad that SJM hasn’t said a word about it. Or her publisher because it gets way out of line way too often. The actual love triangle has always been set up as Lucien/Elain/Az, and somehow we left the BC with a square??? Idek.

Overall, it just did not do Nesta or Cassian justice in my mind. It created way too many head canons, it made Cassian unlikeable in a lot of ways (why are you calling Mor beautiful?) and it just seriously destroyed a lot of characters.

I’m really hoping in Elain’s book we, idk, make amends finally? If I have to see another toe to toe battle between Nesta and Rhys I’m going to be sick. They are both right in ways, but I just can’t take it anymore. And this is what I mean about Nesta’s story not being one of UNDERSTANDING. Which is what she NEEDED. TO BE UNDERSTOOD. The rudeness, snarky comments, death glares etc just needed to be understood man.

[kindnessisweakness2]

13

Unclipping the helmet on his head, Jax smiled wide at the massive group of people. All the women and children greeting their men home. It felt good to see. This is what kept them grounded. This is what kept them fighting to come home. Family. Kissing his mom on the cheek, he wrapped her in a tight hug. "How's the baby? Does Neeta still have him?" He spoke quietly. He was reluctant to mention Abel. Only the people closest to the club knew about the little boy dumped by his mother just months earlier. He wanted him protected. Distanced. No one could use him as leverage then. He didn't want his son to have a chaotic upbringing. He wanted to give him the stability he never seemed to have. Gemma smirked at her son. "Actually he's here. Where he should be." Jax's stomach dropped. What the fuck did his mom think she was going? Emily didn't know about him. God this was gonna make her run for the fucking hills. Before he could say anything to her, Gemma pointed over by the boxing ring. Turning around his heart nearly jumped into his mouth at the sight. There she was. Emily cradled Abel against her chest as she rocked from side to side, soothing the now wide awake baby. She was talking to Chibs but the care she showed Abel was clear. His head was tucked into her neck as his hand gripped one of her fingers. He was obviously comfortable with her. "He's been with her all day. She had him in his baby sling as he wouldn't let her put him down." Jax's eyes widened at the realisation that she clearly didn't care about his secret son. His mother wouldn't let just anyone take Abel. Without another word Jax made his way over to the woman he couldn't get out of his mind.

Emily laughed as Chibs asked if she had made the food. "Oh no Gemma's been all over that. Ive been kept well away from the kitchen." The disappointment that flashed across his face made her smile. "But if you can forgive me just this once I might drop off a big tray of that Lasagne you loved so much." Chibs blew her a kiss. "You're forgiven love." Emily rolled her eyes at how dramatic he was but she really did love it. It made her feel good how much they liked her. She guessed the saying a way to a man's heart is through his stomach must really be true. She felt Abel start to squirm against her chest. Just as she was about to lift him from the sling she heard his voice. "I'll take him, darlin." Feeling a shiver run down her spine she turned to face the man she missed more than she thought she would. Smiling at him she gently passed Abel over to him. She didn't know how it was possible but the sight of Jax holding a baby made him 10× more attractive. Unclipping the baby sling she placed it onto one of the many tables and grabbed a cold beer for Jax. Opening it she handed it over to him and took a seat on the side of the boxing ring. "Back in one piece as promised. What's my prize?" Jax questioned as he took a seat next to her. Reaching across stroking Abel's cheek Emily grinned at him "What do you want?" Looking up at him Emily felt the noise of everyone else melt away. It's felt like it was only the three of them. "What if I said you?" Jax looked her dead in the eyes as he spoke. He watched her get red and shock cross her face. Emily's heart pounded so hard she thought it was going to jump from her chest. Her? No. Not her. There was so much they hadnt talked about. So much was complicated.

Fuck it was the only thing she could think. She deserved to be happy. And since she met him, Jax genuinely made her happy.

Leaning up till her lips brushed his, Emily threw caution to the wind and kissed him. Jax tightly held Abel with one arm while his other lifted to cup her cheek. Fireworks. As cliche as it sounded that was the only way that Emily could describe it. This. This feeling was what she was missing with Noah. Jax melted into her completely. God, he'd never felt anything like it before. Not even with Tara. She was addictive. He'd never be able to get enough.

Her phone ringing pulled them apart. Still red and flustered she answered the phone as soon as she saw Oswalds number. Worry filled her stomach straight away. "Emily, Zeus has bitten Jake. I need you at the yard now." Emily jumped up grabbing her car keys. "Eliott I swear there's more to this. I trained that dog myself. He's a fucking perfect dog." At the sound of Eliotts name the club boys turned all their attention to Emily. "Well you best come down and see for yourself. He'll have to be destroyed, I can't take the risk." Emily seethed as she paced back and forth. "I'm on my way. No one touches him till I get there. Promise me that atleast."

Once Eliott agreed, Emily started running towards her car. "Em?" Cara shouted in question. "It's Zeus I've got to go!" Without hesitation Jax passed Abel to his mom running to his bike to follow Emily. Before she knew it Emily was speeding out of Teller Morrow, Jax, Chibs, juice and Cara in tow.