#welt please adopt me

[headache-haven]

i cannot stress enough how welt yang is literally the character ever . 

he's well over 80 years old . he has an adopted son . he's been in wars and has died several times . he knows a little too much about mecha anime . he used to teach history . he cannot sleep because of The Fucking Voices . he's even bisexual .

[platonic-qpr-selfshipping]

Imagine taking your parental f/o to your favorite bakery. You wanted to show them one of your preferred places to eat something sweet, so of course they agreed, and with the secret intention of paying for what you ordered. The happiness in your face makes them want to remember the bakery's name to surprise you with your favourite cake on your next birthday

[impactedfates]

Hi hi I'm feeling so cruel right now >:]

So uuuh HCs for DH[IL], Jingyuan, Blade and Welt reacts how does their child [reader] dies... Like imagine how reader dies is like how the Genshin Playable characters die [they dusted away]

Please feed me a n gst

—🫶🏻 Anon

★ A/N: The way the reader dies reminds me of how one of my ocs species dies lmao. Hopefully this is up your ally :))

☆ Genre/Trope: Platonic + Familial + Angst

★ Format: Bullet Pointed HeadCannons (It kinda turned into a mini story I think-)

☆ Warnings: Mentions of Death (Readers)

★ Extra: Adopted reader in all // Reader is under 12 for Dan Fengs, and in their teens for the rest // Giving Jing Yuan more of a sad life/hj // Wrote this in WellBeing class lmao // Characters may be OOC

Dan Feng as a High Elder doesn’t always have the time to really see you. Sure when he first adopted you he did spend a good chunk of his time with you but eventually his duties caught up.

He appointed someone to look after you. Someone that you knew and that he knew. Someone trustworthy.

So when he came back to his home early one day, the house dead silent. He grew worried. He called out to the person, to you. But there was no response.

He walked to your room, perhaps the both of you fell asleep. Wouldn’t be the first time.

But all he could witness was dust covering your room. And the man no where to be seen.

He knew instantly where that dust came from, he was quick to search for him. Found him hiding thinking he could get away, unaware that Dan Feng would be home early, unaware Dan Feng would catch him.

The man he had trusted to protect you, was the same man who ended the life you should’ve continued to have.

Dan Feng was quick to throw the man in the Shackling Prison, praying to whatever Aeon that can hear him that he gets what he deserves.

He collected as much of the dust that was still in his house, the last thing that he had of you. And carefully placed them in a jar.

Many question the High Elder why he holds a jar of dust so dearly to him, and all those times he refuses to answer. Not wanting to break down in front of the other Vidyadharas.

It was only a mission, a mission he sent you and Yanqing on. He had thought there were only a few Mara struck soldiers that had to be defeated.

He had wondered why Yanqing slowly entered the Seat of Divine Foresight without you. He had wondered why Yanqing was breathing rapidly and on the verge of tears.

Jing Yuan comforted Yanqing before asking about your whereabouts. Perhaps you were getting snacks after a successful mission? Yanqing could only try to explain in a shaky voice, clearly startled and upset.

But why would he be upset? You were his adopted sibling and was usually so kind to him. You wouldn’t have done anything to hurt him?

Yanqing tried his best to explain, stuttering over his words and needing to take a few deep breaths, the General listened carefully.

…Ambush? Well…Jing Yuan supposed he made an error in that. He only thought there were a few. Wow, if you and Yanqing didn’t know about that then you could’ve been caught off guard and…

Oh!

Oh…

Jing Yuan quickly connected the dots, he slowly held Yanqing closer, witnessing his own sibling fall to the hands of the Mara struck then be faced with dealing with the remaining enemies…he couldn’t imagine the stress.

A ceremony was held in your honour. Your dust already gone away like the wind so your memories will follow as he sends multiple starsciff at with gifts.

But he’ll always remember, he’ll remember the regret he felt that he couldn’t do anything nor could he have seen that an ambush would occur.

He wished he could’ve done something.

Are you dumb or something??

Blade could’ve taken that hit. Why’d you have to take it!?

He would’ve been fine. He wouldn’t been okay, a relief would’ve washed over him even though he knew he’d survive.

So then why did you have to take the hit that was meant for him, and leave him in a state of rage?

He quickly disposed of the pests that caused your demise, before trying to check on you. But all he could do was watch as your body dusts away.

He tried his best to grab any dust he could but most went with the wind. All he could do was stand there questioning why you would do that.

He said he’d protect you. Everyone else in the Stellaron Hunters were busy so he had to take you with him when he did his part. Yet it ended with you gone.

There was a small ceremony for your disappearance from the earth. Elio as much as he may not want too, he continued sending people on missions however allowed Blade to opt out of them he could properly mourn.

Blade still wonders why you decided to save him when he would’ve been fine, he wonders if he’d be able to save you if he noticed the enemy creepy behind him.

It was just a small argument. Welt felt bad but allowed you to storm off. You’d return eventually anyways. You’d return once dinner was ready back at the express, you knew what time that was.

But you never did return did you? Welt had thought long and hard and was ready to apologise for his words yet you weren’t back yet? Did you get dinner then go to your room?

He went to check, your room was the exact same you left it.

Did…anyone see you come back? He questioned the members of the express. None have seen you.

Finally he grabbed his coat and cane and went to look for you. Went in the direction you went and searched. As he walked his foot stepped in something. Looking down confused, his eyes widened.

Golden Dust. Dust that he knew belonged to you. Dust that told him you were gone.

And he wasn’t able to tell you he was sorry.

Welt is silent as he walks back, he let the wind take your dust elsewhere. A place he hopes you’d be happy in.

He was quiet but able to tell the express what happened. Each of them holding a small funeral for you. They kept your room intact, filled with things you loved before locking it. That room will no longer be filled with warmth but will soon grow cold.

Welt drew a picture of you, keeping it safe with him. And despite how it may seem that eventually he was over your death. He could never be.

Not until he was able to apologise for the argument.

But that won’t happen anytime soon now will it?

This was actually rlly fun to write!! Especially in well-being haha. This was meant to be posted yesterday but something came up so here it is now haha.

Might've missed some warnings, so as always. Please inform me if I did.

[dollfaced-erin]

𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟'𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖 (Blade x F!Reader x Jing Yuan)

PART 15

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14

A/n :-

Oh lord im so sorry i didnt update. i had a few tests i had to go through ;;-;;. COVID here is rising again so everyone please take care of your health ! exams are finally overrr aksdlksjd now i can write and finish up those requestss Small reminder that a part of Yingxing's name means star, and a part of Dan Jia's name means home !

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"They're ready to head to the base terminals to start them up. Apparently all three of them shut down after conduction of foreseeing your current and past predicament." Fu Xuan said, looking at (Y/n) after she had returned from giving orders to her assistant.

(Y/n) lifted an eyebrow as if to say, 'is it my fault ? Damn, sorry', but Fu Xuan sighed and put a hand on the forearm of the taller lady next to her.

"No, it's not your fault. The symbols on the Matrix have been dimming for quite a while now, it was expected for it to not be able to recount such memories as distant the Era of Bloodshed." Fu Xuan said, shaking her head.

"Then, if so, would it be able to relinquish Kafka's means ?" (Y/n) asked as she looked at the Master Diviner of the Luofu.

"To reread the recent past written by a mortal to another, is hardly much of a chore." Fu Xuan said with a proud huff, her cute cheeks blushing red with happiness.

"I suppose a lady as capable as yourself shouldn't have any problem in pulling through crises." (Y/n) said with a small smirk.

Fu Xuan flushed and she almost beams at the words of the former High Elder of the Vidyadhara. Then she turns away, trying to keep the ghost of a smile hidden from her face.

"You and that sugar-tongued General...he has really been rubbing off on you, hasn't he ?"

(Y/n) chuckled, shaking her head slightly with dusted cheeks. "As it is, fate is inevitably cruel to those blessed with more time than others. It is only natural to adopt similar instances of speech."

"Ugh..." Qingque grumbled, looking down with tears in her eyes. "I worked so hard in getting transferred to the repository. It was the best place to slack off and be invisible..."

"Now, I actually have career prospects...this is terrible !" She sobbed softly. "If I screw up, they might fire me...but if I get it done right, they'll send me more work !"

But as (Y/n) approached, Welt coughed into his fist, stopping Qingque's rambles.

"Lady (Y/n), will you be joining us ?" Welt asked as the royal lady approached them, her hand fan elegantly resting in the palms of her left hand, the hilt firmly wrapped with her right.

"Yes. I am indebted to the Master Diviner, the General, and those who had expressed concern over my wellbeing." (Y/n) said with a nod. "I shall assist you with whatever power I possess."

"L-Lady (Y/n) herself is accompanying us ?" The librarian, whose name was Qingque, as she recalled, said, looking at the horned woman with admiration in her green eyes. She was just grumbling a moment ago how there was extra work but no extra rewards.

Maybe...

"Does that mean we'll get jobs done faster ?"

"Perhaps ?"

"Oh great ! Then, let's go ! I want to play-- i mean..."

The brunette coughed into her fist for a bit.

"I would like to complete the task provided by the Master Diviner as efficiently as possible. Then, spend my leisure time with some relaxing but mind boggling luck based games." Qingque said, trying to mask her want to get the job done and quickly slack off to go play some Celestial Jade.

(Y/n) chuckled a bit before parting ways with the librarian to meet up with Jing Yuan who was addressing the present events with Stelle and March.

"Fu Xuan's Matrix of Prescience was able to go one step further than Kafka. To maintain the upper hand, I had to keep it a surprise. I hope this hasn't made you doubt my sincerity ?" Jing Yuan said with a smile as he nodded at the approach of (Y/n), his smile turning warmer.

March did NOT look impressed. "Next time, ease off on the surprises ?"

"I promise to be more transparent next time. This time it was sealed tight, not even (Y/n) was aware of my moves."

Jing Yuan looked a little guilty, but not by much.

"At present, Kafka has no intention of speaking and the Stellaron Hunters' motives remain unknown. We must rely on the power of the Divination Commission to unearth the truth." The General said again.

"'Unearth the truth'..." Welt said before looking at Jing Yuan. "You mean, interrogate Kafka using the Matrix of Prescience ?"

"Precisely. The Matrix of Prescience is the Divination Commission's ultimate weapon. It was originally used to calculate navigation routes and predict future events..." Jing Yuan said with a slight nod of his head. "With, special exceptions of course."

"Special exceptions ?" March asked, looking quite invested in the functionality of such a master device.

"Yes. For instance interrogation. The secrets of the Stellaron Hunters' cannot remain hidden for any longer. I have no choice but to move beyond conventional protocol -- we must use divination to ascertain Kafka's intent."

"And for the second means, is to peer into the misty fog that prevents power and past knowledge that is needed to be applied in special circumstances and for health purposes." Jing Yuan said, looking at (Y/n). "Lady (Y/n)'s recurring memories were quite literally dragging her consciousness to the brink of insanity. And as you all know, she possesses timeless and indispensable knowledge."

"Everything hinges on restoring the Matrix of Prescience, which is why I would like you to help Diviner Fu complete the setup. I am eternally grateful for your assistance."

"And as such, I would like you all to look after this little princess for me. She wants to come along with you, and I hope you'll help me keep an eye on her." Jing Yuan said as he gestured to (Y/n) with a cheeky grin.

"Wh-what ?! How rude !"

After repairing the first screen, the group teleported to their first destination. The first of three terminals. The Temporal Terminal which correlates with essence of time. "Observes the potential of the temporal plane" as they say.

After arranging the Mutare Magnus of the Temporal Terminal, the group then moved towards the second gate, where there was a malfunctioning robot, sparking with electricity and buzzing circuits.

"What the heck is this ? It looks like a walking gate !" March said, looking at the automaton in slight fear and awe.

"An Aurumaton. A guard-like robot placed in strategic places. The Matrix is very crucial and information abundant, so it's a...protection measure to make sure only those allowed could activate the terminal." (Y/n) said, looking at the malfunctioning piece of metal suspiciously.

"I feel like it needs a sign saying 'mortals forbidden' or something..." March said, hiding behind (Y/n) while holding onto her arm. Then she looked at Qingque with worried eyes. "Are you sure it wont fly into a rage if we walk past it...?"

"We're here by the order of the master diviner to restart the Matrix of Prescience. We're friends -- not foes !" Qingque declared to the Aurumaton.

The malfunctioning Aurumaton stood up, voice crackling with a broken chip. taking a stance. March yelped and (Y/n) pushed March even more behind her, and standing in front of Stelle.

Qingque looked panicked as she looked at the rising Aurumaton. "Ah...! March, you should join the Divination Commission ! Quick, do something !"

"Get back !" (Y/n) exclaimed, pulling out her fan as she summoned, cloudhymn magic to conjure up surrounding water to slip into the broken cracks of the piece of machinery.

"Before me !" (Y/n) commanded, before stomping her foot onto the ground, leaving a crown of ice circling her foot. Then she swung her fan, using her ice powers to freeze the water that slipped into the Aurumaton, locking it in place.

(Y/n) panted as she set down her fan, the fear from the sudden attack taking her by surprise. Her cheeks were a little dusted even though it was an easy battle for her, but she had to admit.

She was scared for a moment there.

"Hurry. Before the ice melts, you have to either destroy it, or spend time looking for the control panel and cutting the wires." (Y/n) said and Stelle hurriedly rushed forward with March by her side.

"It should be on the back !" Qingque said, still cowering behind (Y/n) as she held the legend's arm.

Without thinking much, March found the control circuit and conjured up an ice knife to cut through the colorful wires.

Then, just as hoped, the Aurumaton fell to the ground, broken. It crackled with sparks, as it serving a warning like it would get up again. But knowing that the circuits were ripped apart, they were sure that it was no longer a need to be afraid...

Then the group entered the second terminal, the Spatial Terminal. It was designed to retrieve information based on space, as Qingque explained. This time, (Y/n) sat by the side as she watched the other girls line up the Mutare Magnus, finding it endearing how they bickered over what way they should put down the pins to achieve the required shape.

And as they walked into the third and final terminal, March looked around with hands on her hips.

"So...let me guess, time, space... I bet the next terminal is energy-related !" March said proudly with a bright smile one her lips.

"Darn..." Qingque groaned as she looked at March with a sorry smile. "The Karma Terminal. They say this terminal is designed to establish casual relationships."

"What ?!"

The three began to move around, arranging the Mutare Magnus, even (Y/n) decided to join in to help them after watching them reset the plane a couple of times.

As she hopped in to help move the pins, she was suddenly reminded of an old memory that flashed in her mind.

"Hey ! Not too far out !" The familiar beloved would call out, chuckling as he followed the tugging of the blanket in his hands. He held the edge of the blanket in his thin but crafty hands, calloused from the harsh work he endured day and night to produce legends.

"But I want the blanket to be straight and tense before setting it down, Yingxing !"

"I understand, but there is no need to pull it so hard, beloved." The older man said, shaking his head as he set down the blanket on the grassy plains beneath the tree.

Wind blew past his hair, causing it to fly all over the place. The white-haired man sighed as he pushed back his long tresses behind his ear. Then he looked at her with a kind and loving gaze, the light of the moon highlighting his features.

"Well ? What are you waiting for ? Come sit down with me, my moon dancer."

Then she saw herself sitting close to the older man, snuggling happily in his arms as the two of them laid under the blanket of stars. The sight of the man staring into her eyes with love as he leaned in to kiss her forehead.

"--dy (Y/n) ?" A voice called out.

"Lady (Y/n) !" A cheerful and bright voice called out, making (Y/n) snap out of her trance-like state. The dragon lady blinked a couple of times, taking in the difference of what seemed to be her memory and the reality in front of her.

All three of the girls were looking quite worried at (Y/n), as she had suddenly stopped after placing the pin in the board.

"Are you alright, Lady (Y/n) ?" March asked, looking quite concerned. "You suddenly spaced out all of a sudden ! We're done here now, and all the terminals have lit up, so let's go back and take a short rest." The pink haired girl advised.

(Y/n) didn't really seem to understand what had just happened, but she nodded and followed the group back to the core using the screens. Although she knew that there were alot of entities roaming around to cause havoc, she couldn't help but shake off the feeling as if there was someone watching her.

The red eyes that observed from afar turned around, once he had determined that his beloved was in safe hands.

"Well done, all of you. I can sense the Matrix of Prescience symbols re-illuminating." Fu Xuan said with a satisfactory smile. "Now, to interrogate Kafka."

The master diviner turned around to face the Matrix before shooting (Y/n) a glace. "Those of you in the core may feel a few...impacts."

March was about to question Stelle what Fu Xuan had said, but then there were two Cloud Knights escorting a young and beautiful woman with red wine hair tied in a messy ponytail and captivating eyes. She wasn't cuffed, yet made no attempt to flee, following the soldiers with a simple gloved hand on her hip.

"Is this really necessary ?" The woman named Kafka asked, her voice as alluring as her features. "I said I'd cooperate with you."

"I have no interest in the words of wanted criminals. Especially those skilled in the art of manipulation." Fu Xuan briskly answered, gaze averted with a frown on her face. Then with a breath, she turned back to face the detained criminal.

"So, say what you will. I'm here to witness the divination of the Matrix of Prescience." Fu Xuan said strongly. "The Divination Commission has ways of extracting the truth, and they're far more effective than a conversation."

The woman with wine red hair chuckled softly, turning to enter the core. That was, before she shot (Y/n) a brief glance with a smirk playing at her lips.

"Then please, Master Diviner."

"Witness my destiny."

With Kafka standing in the middle, hands bound by imaginary power, Fu Xuan stood by the edge, watching her before taking out the power of the matrix. With precise hand gestures and polished expertise, Fu Xuan closed her eyes before she began to extract and activate the power of the three terminals activated by (Y/n) and the group earlier.

The tiles correspondent to their reason and trait glowed, before forming a connection that linked the plates to the Master Diviner. With using the three terminals and herself, a large binding hexagram formed in the air, rotating and calculating the past, present and future.

Kafka levitated in the air, letting her form be suspended and closer to the Matrix' core without a struggle. Symbols and constellations surrounded her as the Master Diviner began to collect data by reading the lines and the meaning of her stars, yet she smiled. Her eyes began to glow a light blue from the power surging through and out of her body, letting it see through her memories and seek out the answers they chased after.

Fu Xuan's own eyes began to glow blue, as she resonated her consciousness with Kafka's and the Matrix itself, focusing and getting a good reading of her own divination.

That was before she saw what she sought after.

Fu Xuan gasped and immediately re-casted the spell, making the Matrix stop its function without the user and Kafka slowly descended to the ground.

"That's...why you're here...?" Fu Xuan asked, full of disbelief as she looked at Kafka.

Kafka smiled slyly and knowingly in return, enjoying the look of betrayal and disbelief painted so evidently on Fu Xuan's face.

"All for that ?!"

Kafka looked down, an unreadable expression in her magenta eyes. "Well ? Not what what you were expecting ?" Kafka asked, tilting her head a little although she had totally expected the reaction.

"I cant believe it..." Fu Xuan said, looking at Kafka in horror, as if the woman before her had told her the most atrocious lie ever known to mankind.

"But the Matrix of Prescience cannot be wrong..."

"What did you see ?" Stelle asked, looking at the Master Diviner worriedly.

"Kafka has nothing to do with the Stellaron." Fu Xuan said before landing her eyes on Stelle. "But you...it's you..."

Stelle looked so confused to what Fu Xuan was talking about, for it wasn't her that had seen the same visions as Fu Xuan did.

"Ha ! Absurd ! I'd never have thought it..."

Then her golden eyes landed on (Y/n), gaze slightly scrutinizing.

"And you...I'd never considered the relation..."

"Talking like this isn't solving anything, Master Diviner..." (Y/n) said, hands crossed over her chest. The other members of the Nameless, and the Amicassador of Sky-Faring Commission looked all confused the same.

Fu Xuan shook her head before nodding in Kafka's direction.

"Ask her yourself. Take as long as you wish."

Fu Xuan left in a hurry after that, saying something about needing to see the General as soon as possible. The remaining party remained unsure of how to proceed. And since it was both (Y/n) and Stelle that were directly regarded by Fu Xuan, it was now known that Kafka knows something about them.

Stelle looked unsure of how to approach the situation, but Welt nodded at her encouragingly. "It's fine...you go ask her. I know you have many questions for Kafka yourself."

Though Stelle looked determined, she was quite unready. "Mr. Yang..." she started. "I think I still need more time to figure out what I want to ask."

"Don't worry." (Y/n) said, putting a tender hand on Stelle's shoulder.

"I'll go first."

"Well...I have heard of you, former Lady High Elder." Kafka said with a little awe in her eyes. "But to see you up-close and personal isn't really the same feeling as he had implied it to be."

"Which do you prefer, Lady High Elder ? Or the Saltator Lunae ? Or even the name you go by with now ?"

"(Y/n) is fine." (Y/n) said, raising up a hand to stop Kafka.

"I had only just woken up from a slumber. So I do not know of your misdeeds to have you scoured by the cosmos itself. But what I do know of is Blade's affiliation with the Stellaron Hunters faction." (Y/n) said with a shake of her head, (h/c) locks swaying elegantly as she did so.

"To know that is more than enough. The Master Diviner wasn't aware of Bladie's intentions of meeting you here. But to see through me consciousness and be aware of it must've been a little surprising to her." Kafka answered simply and honestly, looking straight into (Y/n)'s eyes.

She couldn't be lying. Not that she needed to anyway.

"How was he aware that I was awake in the first place ? Not even the General anticipated my awakening." (Y/n) said with a curious tilt of her head.

"Well...that's because the Destiny's Slave had said so before." Kafka said with a small chuckle, remembering something quite amusing to her.

"You should've seen the look on Bladie's face when he was announced that he stood a chance to meet an intergalactical treasure that had laid dormant for centuries..." Kafka said tenderly.

"It was such...an odd encounter...with emotions so strong. I wonder if I'll ever experience something as intense." The cuffed woman said with a light chuckle.

"For the first time since I met him...he looked alive."

"For the stars had turned against us while we adhered to the laws...perhaps the tide of fate pities us for leading such miserable paths of fate to let us reunite in unfortune events..." Blade said to himself, red eyes clouded with memories, heart beating again with reason.

Unknowing that there was a certain concerned young woman eavesdropping in case his Mara had reacted in him. But oddly, there was no reaction even though Blade was reminiscing about his past.

"Dancer of the moon...shall time and fate allow us..." she heard him gasp softly through a rare soft but broken voice.

For the first time since Kafka had met him, she heard him weep.

'How envious...' Kafka thought to herself.

"With my immortal and life-infested shell, I'd never let you stray away again..."

"My beloved home of stars...(Y/n)..."

[daboyau]

You are being adopted. Do not resist.

“Ah-ah!” Two said loudly, reaching out to pluck the pen out of One’s hand. His brother grumbled softly, but didn’t put up any further resistance as Two shoved past him. He didn’t miss the flash of disappointment that crossed his counterpart’s face before being swiftly hidden away. “We don’t sign anything before reading it.”

Three laughed as he threw himself over his batch-mate’s shoulder, wrapping arms around his neck despite Two’s grumbles of displeasure. His posture was relaxed and open, his sharp teeth showing in an easy smile, but his eyes were hard as they darted between Hyde and Dr. Rude. He fought the urge to scoff; there was no way that that turtle ever went to medical school! 

“What’s it say?” Four asked, inching closer, trying to steal a peak at the many paged packet that Hyde had set out for them to sign. He was visibly sweating beneath his lab coat. 

“Ah, just some simple competition rules,” he said, voice pitchy and strange, just like Two’s got when he lied. Three saw his batch-mate’s snout wrinkle with distaste as he realized the same thing. 

“Please tell me I at least manage somewhat better than that,” he muttered, eyes not straying from the papers as he speed-read them. 

“You’re way worse,” One replied with far too much cheer, and snorted out a little laugh when Two’s tail snapped out like a whip to smack his leg. It left a raised welt, right above the bandages hiding his stitches. They’d have to take those out soon, since he was probably almost healed by now. 

From the corner of his eye, Three caught sight of Dr. Rude creeping a little closer, bright smile pasted on his face. The expression had shifted slowly from welcoming and friendly to manic and just-barely-holding-it-together the longer it had stayed in place. Three made a sound, low in his chest, and his brothers immediately stepped a little closer, closing ranks while turning slightly to ensure they collectively had no blind spots as they guarded Two. Their alternate selves watched closely, something like recognition and horror flickering over their features as they took in the display. 

“There it is!” Two suddenly exclaimed, tossing the heavy packet down. It hit the floor with a solid thunk. Geez, they could assassinate the president with a brick like that. Who let them carry something that heavy between dimensions? Wasn’t there a weight limit or something? 

“What’d you find?” Four asked, his fingers wrapped around One’s wrist. His dark eyes were intense and alert as he swept them over the gathered crowds. Though he had been so excited just moments before, Three’s signal for potential danger had snapped them all straight back into the easy rhythm that years of training had driven into them. Three trusted that his brothers would all take the potential threat seriously, at least until One or Three gave the all-clear. 

“There’s a clause in here that effectively renders this competition agreement an adoption agreement.” 

“Adoption?” One repeated, frowning and obviously confused. Four broke formation, just for a second, to lean around his brothers to shoot Hyde an incredulous and deeply disappointed look. 

“I think there’s another version of you here who’s already a teen dad,” he said, far too solemn for the way that their counterparts’ expressions got all twisted up in four uniquely hilarious ways. “If you want to be one, too, maybe you can talk to him about how he did it instead of trying to adopt One.”

“It was actually for all of you!” Champion cut in, far too cheerfully.

“Ugh, this is taking sooo long!” Dr. Rude lamented as he clambered up Red’s shell to perch atop it, crouched and staring at them with a predatory glint in his eyes. He looked like he was planning on leaping at them any second. The danger was obvious, which meant it was time to go. They didn’t need to get in a fight here, where they had no access to their weapons or supplies. One rumbled, deep in his chest, an order. 

Dr. Rude’s eyes snapped to him, fever bright. The smile dropped, leaving only a hollow eyed stare. His eyes seemed to spark and glow for a brief second. 

Four took a step backwards, Three closing rank in front of him, One and Two flanking him. Muscles tensed, ready to move. They were all watching their respective counterpart, noting the signs of a brewing fight, well aware that the second a single one of them moved the tension would shatter and it would begin. 

“It doesn’t have to be like this,” Champion said, his voice low and soothing. Trying to talk them all down, even with his fingers curling tighter around the hilt of his sword and his muscles bunching in preparation to attack. 

“Sorry, but I think that it does,” Three shot back, baring sharp teeth in the brief flash of a menacing smile. They moved as one, taking another careful step back.

“Aw, that’s okay!” Dr. Rude cut in, staring at them from his perch on his brother’s shoulders. He tipped his head, and Three noted that Champion mirrored the movement at the exact same time. It was eery, how in-sync those two moved as identical grins twisted their faces. “We love a good fight.”

Three didn’t wait for more. He barked an order. As one, they turned and ran, the others right at their heels. 

@boots-with-the-fur-club

@tmntstorycomp

[kiri-tatsu]

My Wife

After a long day he wants nothing more than to just come home to his wife and rest with her. But his wife has other ideas for him to destress and who is he to say no to her?

cw- fem!reader, trying for babies, fingering(Jing Yuan), oral(Welt), choking(Jing Yuan), scent kink(Welt), soft dom(Welt), teasing dom(Jing Yuan), size kink(Jing Yuan)

also my requests are open, please send in some stuff and i will write, most things welcomed <3

Jing Yuan

Being the General of the Cloud Knights; his job is very difficult, especially with his young retainer Yanquig who loves to do anything that involves swords. Be it battle, be it spar, but after the day of constant running around, Jing Yuan, especially since he couldn't take his afternoon nap.

Arriving home after the long hours of the day, he was greeted by his lovely wife, who had a smile upon her face. His hands latched on her waist as he dove in for a kiss nearly melting in her embrace.

Your laugh had reached his ears as he buried his face into your neck after his welcome home kiss. "My general, how was you day?" His lazy grin was etched onto his face as he began to lightly press kisses against your exposed neck, making you shudder a bit.

"I missed my darling little wife all day, I couldn't even get you out my mind," your cheeks burned at his voice right next to your ear made a shiver go down your spine, and his eyes took notice. "Hm, it looks like you got something on your mind, mind telling?"

Your breath hitched in your throat as you took his hands into yours, a flustered expression upon your face as you looked up at him, his lips still curled into that lazy teasing grin.

"It's been quiet a bit since we've been married, and I just wanted to know if..." Your words died on your tongue as you looked to the ground before speaking up once more. "I wanted to know if you'd want a child... with me?"

"Oh, is that all?" Your heart sank as you slowly nodded from his tone, "Well, I thought you were going to break some bad news to me," His hands slipped to your hips gently rubbing through the fabric. "Well, come let's go then."

And that's how you ended up in bed with your husband's fingers sliding in and out of you prepping you for him. His hand clasped around your throat as he pressed his lips to your neck, three of his fingers just sliding in and out of you.

His voice whispering in your ear as you felt yourself clamping down on his fingers. "And when we have a child, maybe we could have more?" Cause he knew, if you were going to bare his children, he would enjoy seeing your glow with your swell belly wanting to just fill you up once your child popped out.

"Maybe we could also adopt Yanqing and give him a few brothers and sisters, yeah?" His eyes looked down to see where your slick and cum soaked his fingers after letting you cum twice on his finger and hand. "Well, here, let me just fill you up now." He turned you to face him as he pressed his lips against yours.

His fingers spread your folds open as he moved his hand that was around your throat to guide himself in, before pushing his fat cock into your wet hole.

You were already shaking and panting for air after your second orgasm on just his fingers alone, his fat cock was stretching you out once more. "I will never get used to this feeling..."

His hands went to your hips as he began to pepper kisses against your exposed chest, his hips thrusting up to bury himself more into your dripping hole.

"You want me to fill you up? Fuck a baby into you? Look how cute you look with that expression, I wish you could see yourself," he chuckled as he brushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear pressing his lips to your already bruised lips.

"Just a bit more and I'll fill you up nicely before we go again after all, I just want to watch my cum drip out of you when we are done."

Welt Yang

It is absolutely no secret that Welt Yang is the father-like figure of the chaotic trio, with his wife being the mom, and Himeko being the wine aunt. Exploring the Xianzhou Alliance with Trailblazer and March 7th without his wife was a handful.

Welt wanted nothing more than just go back to The Astral Express and sleep wit his wife. But what is she doing here now with Dan Heng at her side and is that...?

Welt shook his head as he took your hand and pressed a kiss to your cheek, "How and why are you here [Name]? Are you okay? Any injuries or bruises?" His worried face made you giggle into your hand as your pressed your lips to his to quit his babbling.

"Shh, I'm fine. I'm a bit sad you underestimate me though... You hurt me," Welt's eyebrows furrowed as he opened his mouth to retaliate but was cut off by Dan Heng. "Mrs. Yang was with me, she is perfect fine and safe."

You let a giggle fall past your lips as you wrapped your arms around Welt, as one of his arms held you against him taking in the scent of your perfume making him just want to drown in your warm hold.

But ultimately Welt sighed out, and motioned for you and Dan Heng to follow after him, "I'll take you where me and the other two are staying. I'm pretty sure you two need some rest after your little journey to catch up with us."

After arriving to the place where they were staying Dan Heng went with his two chaotic friends shared room, and you were left to bunk with your husband.

When you turned to him after you locked the door he just sighed out after seeing that glint in your eye. "Indulge me?" He smiled a bit as he placed his cane nearly the door and moved to kiss you as clothes slowly came off.

His hands gently groped at you body, his mouth moving across your skin as he breathed in your lovely scent that seemed to drive him insane. You giggled as you slipped off the edge of the bed and gently took his cock into your mouth making him groan lowly.

Your tongue licked his slit as one of his hands went to the top of your head and gently scratched at your scalp the more you took him into your mouth.

Your hand moving down to massage his balls as abruptly bucked his hips upward forcing his dick down your throat as he muttered an apology as he gently pushed you off of him and pulled you up.

His lips pressed against your as he pulled you on top of him as he laid back against the bed, his lips not bothering to part from yours. His hands on your hips as you gently reached down and guided his cock against your folds before lowering yourself down as his cock pressed against the deepest part of you.

You shuddered above him as you parted from the kiss and pressed you hands against his chest as you began to bounce on him. "I-I think it time... for us to have our own little chaotic child."

Welt sighed heavily but his little smile didn't falter as his hands helped you with your bouncing. "If that's what you want, who am I to decline my wife?"

Your eyes softened as you leaned down and kissed him once more, unable to stop the warmth that spread throughout your body as he accept your little proposal.

this took way longer than need to post, my bad lovelies

[akatsukiky]

I know very little abt Honkai however

WELT YANG WELT YANG WELT YANG

PLEASE ADOPT ME, PICK ME UP FROM SCHOOL IF I WENT, MAKE ME COMFORT FOOD, AND BE A GOOD ROLE MODEL WHO I CAN CONFIDE IN

[shadowcatzone]

but i really like xingyue child things, both angst as well as comedy,

One day, xingyue child just randomly stands in the astral express, letter in hand,

And then welt reading the letter like "dear dan heng, please look after [child] for a while, it seems they got into trouble but as of now, i have no time to come and console them myself. Please take care of them, thank you very much. Signed by jing yuan."

Welt: ps. You're gonna love them, they used to be your- i mean, dan fengs child.

Cue dan heng groaning and not immediately liking this random child, but also;

Dan heng: vidyadhara can't get children?

Xingyue child: i followed them home was adopted

But it's okay because the others like the child, but they won't let go of dan heng. (I'm never sure where to set the age. For this one they're maybe a head taller than bailu.)

They have lots of fun, but its also an awfully shy kid (curtesy of trauma) and they're staying overnight. Since welt has experience with kids, the child will sleep in his room. But the child doesn't want to. They shake their head and hold onto dan heng tighter. (They were just reunited with their "father", they're not leaving.)

SO in the end they sleep in the archive. While holding onto dan heng. Who does not sleep, but instead reads a book.

I do not know the premise, but for some reason, blade breaks in. Just levers the door open, manic grin on his face, [here's Johnny Bladie~] enters the room and just. Stands there. For a solid minute with the most conflicted look on his face.

On the other side, the child, lying on dan hengs arm, while he holds a book with the other, looking at blade, terrified-

And they're just staring at each other. Then blade moves and lies down next to the child. Staring at it.

Dan heng: ...what the-

Blade: -shhhh... language. Don't wake the baby.

Meanwhile in the subconscious(tm) dan feng is freaking out "don't fucking cuss near my poor baby you piece of shit what if they fucking hear you"

So dan hengs not getting any sleep, either way, anyways. Blade has no problem falling asleep right then and there. What's dan heng gonna do? Kill him? They both know that doesn't work. And blade leaves like. 10 minutes before the child wakes up, but not before pressing a kiss to their forehead and whispering something nice to them but like, dan heng hears. Vidyadhara ears yk.

Blade: out of five, three must pay the price. You, my child, are not one of them.

Dan heng, looking a little disturbed: what? Why would you say that to a child??

Blade, putting a finger to his lips: it's soothing. Remember, no cursing.

So the child wakes up a bit later, they leave the room and jing yuan is already here. Has been here for an hour and didn't wanna cut into blades parent time. He picks them up and they just let go of dan heng. Like it was never an issue.

Jing yuan: aw, did you have a good time?

Dan heng: n-

Xingyue child: yeah uncle! I slept really well and i dreamt that father and daddy were with me the whole time!

Jing yuan, now lookin mischievously at dan heng: and you?

Dan heng: ...it was alright...

And then dan heng can't sleep for a week at least because every time he has to think about the child. And every single time his fucking heart throbs. (Not because dan feng is laying into it with "oh my poor baby" and "growing up all alone". Nope not at all)

Until after a week blade tries to murder him and he gets so exhausted from the whole spiel that he just. Falls into bed and sleeeeps.

On another note, jing yuan now has dan hengs number saved as 'emergency babysitter #0003'.

[crystallinestars]

Yeah English isn't my mother tongue so thank you for the compliment 🥰 Honestly I saw the way you write (it's scrumptious) and the Argenti header and thought "damn I need to be on my best behaviour!" haha

Also never apologize for going off on a rant, I truly love your input!

Oh I do agree that it must be a mix of multiple things and that virtue signalling is definitely part of it! And the point you make about people creating a safe bubble for themselves and others really does make a lot of sense! I'd even be so bold as to say that this initial sentiment has unfortunately spiralled into having kneejerk reactions against any kind of perceived threat (for their identity, etc.). While I understand the need to be careful about who you let into your circle, it's a shame that instead of meaningful conversations (I'd imagine something like "I enjoy X thing in this story", "oh that's great, I have a different hc / interpretation but I'd love to hear your reasoning!") we're having a lot of passive aggressiveness or even full on pissing contests within the communities.

And if I had to sum up why I dislike, let's say between 60% to 90% of 'fandom culture' depending on whether or not it's a good day, I'd say that it's because of how often I have to see the utter glee and contempt this subsection of the fandom radiates whenever they feel like they've won their one-sided arguments / they can lord a win over someone's head for the dumbest things. It just boggles my mind. What happened to basic courtesy? I feel like people have grown so accustomed to living their 'bad bitch' fantasies on the internet without having to shoulder any responsibility for it (because of anonymity) that they've started to become waaay too comfortable coming into your space and being rude at best.

This is a bit of a digression, but for the sources, an example that comes to mind is a post I saw a while ago about the maple leaves associated with Dan Heng and (no shade to the person, it was an interesting read). However, they presented their argument in such a way that you just KNEW it wasn't just about Dan Hend, but about Blade too. They gave a list of symbolism for maple leaves, and the last point (the one highlighted by the structure) was "they also symbolise lovers!". It's in cases like this one I'd love for the OP to provide a source for their analysis, because the uni student in me just cannot accept claims on specific fields without credible evidence. Like is your analysis based on a discussion you had with a native? A paragrapgh you found on a blog named "sakurasdreamygarden.com"? A book you've read? Please, I'm not here to troll, I want to educate myself 😭 In this case it was also worth noting that someone in the comment added that 'maple leaves' is the literal meaning of Dan Feng's name (丹枫), in which case (this is just me adding my two cents) you could also argue that the maple leaves, specifically on Dan Heng's splash art, could symbolise the shadow of a past he cannot completely get rid of.

I was feeling like sticking my head in a lion's mouth when I wrote the 4th point 😂 And since I still do, I will just say that Mihoyo's pandering extends to hetero relationships too. Remember how I said these games remind me of Kpop? What I meant by that is that what they do is basically "All for the glitter and the aesthetic with zero commitment to the bit". So far in Genshin and HSR, they seem to focus especially on giving players shiny little toys to play with (attractive playable characters). And I say that their pandering extends to hetero relationships because as of now the only playable character with a semi-canon relationship is Welt, who's a Honkai Impact character (at least that's what I've heard, I don't know anything about Honkai Impact). I'm thinking especially about Yukong when I say this, because when she became playable in 1.1 I think, they wasted no time to clarify in 1.2 that actually Qingni is her ADOPTED daughter, which is basically like telling players "don't worry, Yukong hasn't been tainted by any man and is just as much of a shiny little toy freshly out of the box as the others!" Like, what am I supposed to believe with that? That for HSR the censorship this part of the fandom loves to bring up was magically extended to the heteros?

Also, I know nothing about Hi3 but since I love semantics, identify as a relationship fiend and still feel like getting shot by the fandom today, I'd also like to ask people to please explain to me how a kiss (yes, even on the lips) is objectively an undeniable act of romance. I'd argue that it's a sign of intimacy because it involves letting someone else get super close to you in a vulnerable moment, but that does not make it inherently romantic. Truthfully I'm just being facetious here but my sentiment is genuine: I would be eternally grateful if we stopped taking certain things for granted "because it's obvious" or whatever, and if we truly started to take the argument that many things in relationships are social constructs seriously. (PS: I mean "intimacy" here as "the state of having a close personal relationship with somebody", based on the first definition given by the online version of the Oxford Advanced Learner's Dictionary)

Oh yes, Childe. I had heard of him before I started playing Genshin and when I arrived in Liyue I was like: "really? Is this the little guy you've decided to call daddy??" Childe's case hurts me less than Aventurine's solely because I decided recently that I would get Arlecchino and then uninstall the game for a while but I also really feel you! For HSR I'm here mostly for the lore and the Aeons and it really doesn't help that while I don't particularly mind shipping, it's something I indulge in sporadically, when a pairing scratches my brain just right. So I'm sitting here on the outskirts of the fandom watching people get mad at fictional corpos (the IPC, especially Topaz) but then jumping through so many hoops and getting up in arms to protect Mihoyo, or acting like the social justice police 😐

Oh and the fanarts you're talking about. I've been lucky enough not to see anything like that but like. Out of all the characters they could rough up they chose Aventurine?? Now it's reminding me of that one slave owner fanfic and I just have to wonder what it is about characters like him that always attracts the most unhinged fans.

They complain about Paimon hogging the spotlight in Genshin but then are taken by surprise whenever they fail to pick up hints, it's lowkey disheartening to see.

Honestly for Kaveh I feel like people had massacred Alhaitham's character even before Kaveh was introduced, to make it fit into any sexual fantasy trope. I just remembered this but whenever I hear about haikaveh or any shoe-horned ship for that matter, I start hearing this post:

https://www.tumblr.com/what-even-is-thiss/739539118572371969/sometimes-someone-just-isnt-into-you?source=share

The answers trying to make the character played by OP admit they've got hidden feelings is really how people with shipping lenses glued to their heads behave 😭

I'm also glad to see people focusing on characters individually and picking up interesting things about them! And I'm going to be honest: I mean this as disrespectfully as I can but if someone is surprised by reveals like that in a story like that, I'm just assuming they've never read anything else in their lives. Like, if your first reaction to anything in a story is to neatly categorize it as a trope (especially a romance trope) I genuinely need for this person to start educating themselves and engage with other media because there's just no way 💀 I can understand making assumptions / theories and then be proven wrong but this just on another level.

I hope I was coherent enough with all of this, and that you have a great day, evening or night too!

🪻

I’m so happy you like my writing 😭💚 I believe you can write amazing things as well. You’re really good at expressing your thoughts. The Argenti header is there because I like him and think there’s not enough of him in fandom haha.

The gleeful attitude some people have when their bullying succeeds is honestly repulsive. I only saw a bit of it, but it’s nasty how they act as if they accomplished a good deed. I daresay they even purposely go after people with differing opinions just to bully them into submission and feel good about it. As you pointed out, basic courtesy went out the window a long time ago due to anonymity of the internet.

Haha the Dan Heng maple leaf bit is proving my point! While people do try to be informative about symbolism and whatnot in character design, it’s also a means of validating their headcanons/ship. If Dan Feng’s name means maple leaves, then it makes perfect sense why maple leaves are a big part of Dan Heng’s design. Not everything about characters is linked to a ship, and I would love for more neutral discussions regarding the symbolism and culture behind their designs 😔

About Welt. I actually played Honkai Impact 3rd and read some of their comics (I was on the hunt for Su and Sumeru lore in preparation for Sumeru’s release). HI3 has a lot of canonical NL and GL pairings. Welt’s love is Frederica Nikola Tesla. There are more moments between them in the comic than the game, but it’s very obvious they’re in love with each other.

But of course, when he was introduced as a playable character in HSR, that part of him was buried. You can see Tesla in his splashart, but that’s about it. Same with Yukong. I was surprised they made her a mother since that’s a very bold move for a gacha game, so I knew there had to be a catch. And sure enough, she’s just an adoptive mother.

Gacha games are notorious for marking their characters single. If playable characters have a confirmed relationship, a lot of players would get very angry and jealous, and the company would lose profit. For example, I heard that back in 1.1 or so, Mihoyo wanted to release a lore book about Zhongli and Guizhong. I haven’t read it, so I can’t say if there was any romantic implication between them in the book, but Zhongli fans threw a fit, so Mihoyo scrapped it. Similarly, before Inazuma released, a leaker falsely said that Thoma was Ayaka’s fiancé, and again, the community got angry and cursed Thoma to hell. Ironically, it seems like players are far more accepting of same-sex relationship between characters than of opposite-sex ones 😅

I think kissing is strongly associated with romance because we have been conditioned to perceive it as such. Movies and other media make kissing a big deal between characters, there’s a lot of emphasis put on it as a turning point in their relationship. It also doesn’t help that practically every aspect of physical intimacy gets relegated to romantic relationships (hand-holding, cuddling, etc).

In our modern era, a lot of people feel isolated. Physical intimacy between an individual and their friends and family is rarer, so they think that if they get a significant other, they’ll receive the physical intimacy (and not only physical) that they crave. It’s a social construct for sure, but it’s very wide-spread and hard to break out of. At any rate, this is all just my conjecture.

Aventurine is a tragic case. I’m glad the amount of abusive fanarts of him has died down, though Childe doesn’t have that luxury 😔 I suppose the fuckboy type makes people think the character is up on a high horse, so they want to knock him down a peg. Some also perceive the trope to be inherently masochistic for whatever reason. I doubt we’ll ever know.

Lmao that post you linked! So true! That’s exactly how they behave! Gaslighting everyone, even the author, to convince them there’s romantic feelings between the characters when there are none. Characters used to be interpreted as friends, enemies, family, etc, but nowadays every character relationship gets seen as romantic. I miss the days when characters could be just friends or found family.

And I agree, Alhaitham was already butchered since the Sumeru Archon quest. People see a hot, muscular guy and focus only on how sexy he looks, and how hot it would be if he was dominant or aggressive, despite it not being his character at all. I get that people are free to imagine whatever they want for the sake of fun, but with how widespread some of those interpretations become, the character gets quickly reduced to tropes, and people forget what they’re actually like in canon.

To this day, there are still people surprised that Alhaitham is actually very nice and kind, even to children. He took in a broke man he didn’t particularly get along with and hasn’t seen in years, so if that isn’t a big fat hint that he’s a nice person, then I don’t know what is. As we have both agreed, a lot of people don’t pick up on the nuance of character writing 😔

Thank you for stopping by 🪻anon! I also hope you have a great day, and take care 💚

[straykidsnerd255]

Why do you love me?

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

Genre: HEAVY ANGST(at the beginning), happy end

Song: Gonna be ok- Brent Morgan(acoustic or original)

WARNING: Mentions of abuse, Child abuse, Billy crying, Billy begging, Neil and his grade A parenting, Neil being and asshole, blood, wounds, Panic Attacks, mentions of suicide(PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS IF IT TRIGGERS YOU! THE LAST THING I WANT TO DO IS HURT SOMEONE! If you need to talk, please come and talk to me! My messages are open 24/7, I will listen to you!❤️❤️)

Character’s: Billy Hargrove, Y/n, Max, Steve Harrington, Eddie (Alive Au), The gremlin kiddos, Joyce, Hopper, Susan, Neil

Summary: Billy has had it with his life. He says goodbye to Max and asks her to forgive him before he leaves and goes to his lifelong best friend and girlfriend’s house at 10 o’clock at night. He hopes that she will forgive him when he tells her he wants to die. She takes it into her hands to comfort him and make sure he knows that she loves him. The best way to do that, sing to him, and Hopper telling him something that would change his life forever.

Rating: PG-13

Word count: 2727

Billy knew that he would be in huge trouble when he got home. His father had told him to be home by midnight and he was slowly creeping closer to the house at 4am. He swallowed the fear down before parking the car in the driveway and closing his eyes. He wished to the high heavens that no one was awake and that he would be able to go to bed and no one would ask about anything. Luck was not on his side. He parked a good block from his house and walked back home. He opened the door as quietly as he could, but as he entered the house, a beer bottle crashed next to his head. He jumped slightly and turned to see his father staring him down.

“Where the hell have you been? I told you to be home by midnight and here you are walking in four hours late!” Neil stood from the chair and started walking closer to Billy. Billy tensed up and started biting his tongue. “I am sorry sir. My car broke down and I couldn’t get a hold of anyone.” Billy lied in hopes that his father would give him a harsh warning and leave him alone. That’s not the case, ever. Neil grabbed Billy’s arm a little too tightly that Billy yelped.  Max and her mother came running down the stairs in hopes that they could calm Neil down before he did something harmful to Billy. Max got to the bottom of the stairs only to watch Neil slam her step-brother against the wall, his hand around Billy’s throat.

Billy felt his body collide with the wall and everything went blank. His father was screaming at him  with one hand around his throat and the other hand hitting him harder than he remembered ever being hit. Tears spilled down his face as he held his lips shut. He refused to cry out knowing that would give his father a known pleasure for beating him. When he couldn’t feel the onslaught of beatings, he looked up to see Max and Susan pushing the man out the door yelling at him and him yelling back. Max ran to his side and pressed her hands against his face. Tears fell down her face and landed on him, making him blink away the expressionless look. “M-Max?” His voice sounded hollow and broken from how hard he was restraining his voice. 

“I’m here Billy. Neil’s gone. He won’t be coming back for a while.” 

Billy shook his head and sobbed. He sobbed for the first time in years. “I-I can’t take it anymore M-Max! I have bruises and welts from that man! I can’t live here anymore.” He cried out in pain. Max pressed her forehead to her step-brother’s and closed her eyes. “I know. I know. Mom is gonna do everything she can to get him away from you. She’s gonna try and adopt you.” Max whispered softly. Billy stopped his movements and looked at her with wide eyes. “A-Adopt me?” He asked. Billy looked down and tried to process what Max just told her.

Max nodded her head. “Yes. My mother would adopt you and you would become my actual brother, not that you being my step-brother is bad, but you would have a mother again and you could feel love again.” She said, a smile appearing on her face. Billy narrowed his eyes. He wasn’t even remotely ready to allow love into his life at this point. He had been hurt so badly by his father and his mother that he shut himself off from love. He had detached himself from love and feelings the minute his father laid the first fist against his stomach. He could remember tasting blood for weeks. He couldn’t even go to the hospital as it would risk him being found out by his father. 

Billy slowly stood from the ground. He straightened his shirt and looked at Max with tears falling down his face. “I’m sorry Max, please forgive me for everything that I ever did to you, or your friends. I-“ he could finish his sentence as he just bolted out the door. He ripped his keys from his pocket and climbed into his car. He gave one last look to his sister and saw her standing on the porch with tears streaming down her face as she screamed his name out. Billy slammed his hand on the storing wheel before he turned the car on and sped out of the driveway and down the street. He shot off the world as he drove to the only place that he knew he would be safe again. Your house. 

{With Y/N}

You were currently in your kitchen making dinner, spaghetti that is. Yes it was 4:30am and yes you just got home from work and you were starving. You put the finishing touches to the food and you were about to sit down when you heard knocking on your front door. You wiped your hands off on the towel before walking to your door. “Who is it?” You called out. “Please open the door Y/n, I can’t take it anymore.” You gasped and threw open the door to find Billy, in tears, blood gushing from his lip and his eyebrow. He had a black eye and was shivering. You quickly pulled him into the house and sat him on the couch. 

You grabbed your first aid kit and started to go from the smaller wounds to the much bigger wounds. Some were open wounds and needed to be stitched but you didn’t have time to get him to the hospital. You had graduated high school early for your age and immediately went and applied for a CNA position. You grabbed the needle and thread and very carefully began to stitch the wounds that needed it. Billy grimaced when you started, but he was thankful that you had numbed the area before. It was quiet for a while before you spoke up. “I’m calling Hopper and Joyce.” You stated, giving no room to argue. 

Billy sighed but nodded his head and lifted his not occupied hand and pressed it to your face. He traced over your nose and eyes before they landed on your lips. He smiled softly before his intrusive thoughts blew his walls down. “She could be with someone so much better than you.” “You don’t deserve her kindness.” “You deserve to live in the pits of hell for what you have done.” “Why would she want someone as broken as you?” “You know she is only with you out of pity.” The voices in his head were thrown off balance when he caught you staring at him. Your  eyes were half lidded with a determination to stop whatever was going on in his head. You gently grabbed Billy’s face as you stood up. 

“Don’t you DARE belittle yourself.” You said, anger flashing in your eyes. The anger, he realized, was not directed at him though. It was directed somewhere else. You grabbed the phone from the wall and punched in Hopper’s number. You waited and after the fourth ring, Hopper’s groggy and sleep filled voice echoed from the phone. “Hello? Who is this?” 

“Hopper, It's Y/n. I need you, Joyce, and the kiddo’s to come to my place. I know they are staying at your’s and Joyce’s place for a sleepover.” You said. Hopper snorted but you could hear him shaking someone awake and standing up. You turned your head when you heard a fantic knock on your door. “We will be over in thirty minutes, kid.” Hopper said before hanging up the phone. You hung up the phone and walked to the door. Opening the door, you saw Max with her hands on her hips and breathing hard. “Is…Is Billy here?” She huffed. You nodded and moved out of the way so she could walk in. 

“I can’t do this anymore. I can’t…” Billy could feel his breathing start to quicken and his body was slowly shutting down. “Y/n please make the pain leave, I can’t be here. I can’t live anymore. I want to die.” Billy grabbed your hands when you walked closer to him. Your eyes filled with tears as he kept mumbling how badly he wanted to die. You dropped to your knees and his eyes followed you. He was struggling to breath as his body shook violently. “Baby, look at him. Breathe.” You said as you took a deep, slow breath. 

Billy copied your movements and found himself slowly relaxing. You gently took his still shaking hand and pressed it to your chest when your heart was. The steady thumping pulled Billy from his mind and allowed himself to be grounded. Max scooted closer to Billy’s side and laid her head on his arm. You turned to Max, “Can you go next door and get Steve, Eddie, Robin, Jonathan, and Nancy?” You asked. Max nodded her head and gently pulled away from her brother. 

You slowly stood up and walked to your room. Billy panicked when he saw you leave. “Don’t worry baby. I’m just grabbing something from my room. Ok?” You whispered. Billy slowly nodded his head and watched you disappear from his sight. A few moments later, you came back with a guitar in your hand. You smiled when you saw him stare at the instrument. “What’s that for?” He asked. “Just listen for a little bit. Playing always helps me calm my mind down, so maybe it can help you.” You whispered. You strummed the strings to make sure it was still in tune before you began playing a melody your mother and father always played for you when you were little.

Don't listen to the voices inside your head

You're doing just fine

You're trying your best

And no-one ever told you it's all gonna be okay

We're just people never sleeping over stupid shit

We won't remember in the morning

Yeah, we're gonna forget

And no-one ever told you it's all gonna be okay

When you lose faith in everything you ever knew

Don't give up on you

When life gets overwhelming

Relying on yourself is hard to do

But don't give up on you, no

If you've been lost and lonely

Ashamed to be alone with only you

And no-one left to lose

If it's the last thing that you do

Don't give up on you

Billy’s eyes widened as you sang. The sound of the guitar sounded so calming to his ears. The words seemed to stick with him as you sang.  He tuned out the rest of the words as he listened to your voice. You opened your eyes and turned to see Max walking into the room with Steve and the others. You could even see Hopper waving at her with the others. She smiled and continued to sing. Billy closed his eyes and bounced his head to your singing.  Eddie came and sat next to you with a grin. You kept singing and playing knowing the song was almost done. You stopped playing when the last note played and you placed the guitar against the couch. 

“Billy.” You called out. Billy opened his eyes to see everyone seated on the floor with you or next to him. Hopper raised an eyebrow. “Kid, why are you covered in bandages and why do you have stitches over your eyebrow and arm?” He asked, walking closer to Billy. Billy told him everything that happened. You watched Hopper’s face grow from tired, to full blown rage. He placed a hand on Billy’s head and noted the way the boy flinched when he did that. You moved and sat on his lap while Hopper walked into a different room with Joyce to talk with her. Billy’s arms wrapped around your body and held you tightly. 

“You have nothing to worry about anymore Billy.” Eddie’s voice called out. Everyone turned to Eddie. “I’m serious. He’s a part of us now. He gets to enjoy life like the rest of us now.” He said. Everyone still looked at him with raised eyebrows. Eddie groaned and threw an empty bottle at Dustin. “What the hell did I do?!” He yelled with a smile on his face. Dustin threw the bottle back at Eddie causing a small playful fight to break out. Billy watched before he started laughing with everyone else. You smiled at him before turning to watch the chaos unfold in your living room. 

“Why do you love me?” Billy’s sudden question made everyone stop. You turned and stared your boyfriend down with a look of betrayal. “You dumb idiot. I love you because you let me be my goofy ass self and I know you won’t look at me differently. They love you because you keep them on their feet with your weird ass impulsive nature. The two of us together, I have heard from a little birdy, are and I quote Steve and Eddie, “A FREAKIN MENACE TO SOCIETY.” You laughed when Steve and Eddie tried to refuse that statement. 

“We love you Billy, because you are you. Cheesy as that sounds, it's a hundred percent true. Plus, you befriend us means you get an army of gremlins and ex-criminals to protect you.” Robin said. Everyone burst into a fit of laughter. Billy laid his head on your shoulder before tilting his head and pressing a kiss to your neck. “I love you. Thank you for saving me.” He whispered so only you could hear it. You smiled. “Anything for you baby.” You whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead before turning to see Hopper and Joyce. 

“Billy, how would you feel if me and Joyce adopted you and Max?” Hopper asked. Billy’s eyes widened and Max practically jumped for joy. “I could teach you what a real man is and help undo what your old man did to you. If you’ll let me.” Hopper said. Billy smiled a genuine smile and nodded his head. “I honestly would love that. Thank you, dad.” Billy said. You grinned and pulled your boyfriend in for a hug and Hopper grinned. “Alright, it's settled then. I will get statements from you and Max tomorrow morning and get adoption paper’s set up.” Hopper said smiling. Joyce walked over to Max and Billy before pulling the two in for a hug. 

“Welcome home.” She whispered, causing tears to spring into Billy’s eyes. “I’m home.” He whispered back and Joyce smiled, pulling him into her as she hugged him tightly.  “You don’t have to worry about anything anymore.” Joyce said before pulling away and smiling brightly at him. Billy grinned from ear to ear before turning back to you. “I love you.” He said laying his head on your shoulder and closing his eyes. You smiled softly. “I love you too. Sleep well Billy. We have a big day tomorrow.” She whispered. Everyone eventually just crashed in the living room with you  and Billy sleeping on the couch. Yeah. This was a big family and you wouldn’t change a thing.

[meaningofaeons]

!!!! fellow oi reader hello!! may i ask what ois you've read so far sorry for being so straightforward it's just that hardly anybody i know reads oi and it's kinda embarrassing for me ahahaha

gepard feels like he'll fit in so much as either the personal knight trope or captain of the king's guards. stelle could also be the personal knight i guess? but the kind where 'villainess needs somebody on their side so they take in a foreign traveler in to be their maid/knight/personal aide', except said foreign traveler happens to rifle through the trash of everything.

jing yuan already feels like the emperor in hsr, he's just so perfectly regal in that sense. yanqing could be like the captain for jing yuan's guards, or his (adopted) heir who first (sibling-like relationship) meets and bonds with the reader without yanqing or reader knowing each other's true rank.

will there be a magic system? there is the 'mischievous/sly wizard of the tower' position that could go to sampo. i know you'll probably only write for the characters you listed so i'm deviating because i have so much brainrot about this right now, but i'm imagining march 7th also as a novice wizard/magician who's a friend of stelle. herta would also definitely be a wizard of the tower, probably would own/be the head of it. himeko feels so much like the ally duchess/marchioness character, with welt being another duke/marquess (or himeko's adoptive father if you're into honkai impact 3rd lore) or even royal advisor maybe.

blade as the cold duke of the north fits so well - sad backstory, red eyes, dark hair, slightly unhinged personality - a perfect match! dan heng could be the 'mysterious librarian who was the only neutral/slightly sympathetic person to the reader, but also never helped them outright in the first life'. friends with march and stelle, of course. speaking of second lives...

will the reader be reincarnated with a 2nd chance at life fix-it story, with the previous memories of the original timeline's bad ending and character actions? there's so much potential for angst if any of the characters betrayed her or weren''t on her side originally and the reader doesn't know who to trust nor like or love.

sorry for this word vomit, please don't feel pressured, it's just that i love your idea and i've gotten so hooked on hsr!!

( ↀДↀ)✧ GASP (=^✧ｪ✧^=))ﾉ彡☆ HELLO FELLOW OI READER !!!!! HOW ARE YOU ???? I feel the SAME way, hardly anyone I know reads ois or manhwas of any kind so I'm stuck in my own little visual novel enjoying corner (≅ᆽ≅)

I've read tons!! I don't have my full list on me rn (I am at work ;m;) but I can name a few off the top of my head! some of these are less isekai and more reincarnation/time travel, but I'll list them anyways! I'll put them beneath the cut along with my comments on your ideas since it gets pretty long LOL

my next life as a villainess: all routes lead to doom, the villainess turns the hourglass, a stepmother's märchen/fantasie of a stepmother, who made me a princess, actually I was the real one, I fell into the world of a reverse harem game, death is the only ending for the villainess, I will master this family, the tyrant wants to be good, lady and the beast, taming of the tyrant, roxana/how to protect the heroine's older brother, the rebirth of a tyrannical empress, sister in this life I'll be the queen, the duchess' 50 tea recipes, father I don't want this marriage, how to be a dark hero's daughter, the villainess is a marionette, and many, many MANY more.

this is actually only a small part of my list! again, I am at work, so I don't have my full (and unfortunately sorta not updated) manhwa list, but I think this is a good show of what I usually read lol!

I'll start on your comments from the top! FIRST OFF, SAME BRAIN!!! (=♡ ᆺ ♡=) while gepard is kind of a shoe-in for the personal knight that falls for the mc, I was ABSOLUTELY hooked on the idea stewing in my brain about stelle being a knight of some sort as well, with the only conflict being "well there can't be TWO personal friendly knights that love reader..." BUT THE IDEA ABOUT HER BEING THE TROPE OF THE FOREIGN TRAVELER/BEGGAR WITH SWORDSMANSHIP TALENT TO BE THEIR KNIGHT IS ABSOLUTELY GENIUS I BOW TO YOUR BRILLIANT MIND!!!!!!!!! OR MAYBE SHES LIKE A DEPOSED NOBLE WHO READER GIVES A CHANCE TO *:･ﾟ✧(=✪ ᆺ ✪=)*:･ﾟ✧

I agree on jing yuan, and I think that idea sounds rlly cute for yanqing!!! (=´ᆺ｀=)

I LOVE your sampo idea too. I kinda get lucas vibes from who made me a princess minus the maliciousness and adding 100x more sleazy swindly-type guy vibes, he's totally a bastard when it comes to provoking the other love interests behind ur back... the march 7th idea is cute too! I could also see her as reader's maid! and yes herta 100% head mage of the tower thats so real...

I am not mega into hi3 lore but I DO know about the dynamic between welt and himeko!!! I would love her to have a role like duchess tuania in remarried empress, a master of the social world who aides the reader. maybe welt is her adoptive father and she's trying to earn his trust to take over the duchy, and she thinks he won't pass it on to her, but little does she know he thinks she's more than capable and is making plans to give the duchy to her soon!!!

BLADE RLLY IS A SHOE-IN FOR THE DUKE OF THE NORTH HUH... that guy covers all the bases. "the monster duke" of the rumors... I think that's def what his position will be. for dan heng, ONCE AGAIN YOUR BRAIN IS HUGE!! the quiet, scholarly-type ML who helps the reader in business dealings or things requiring an analyst type to help, like maybe information gathering... I think having him run an information guild as the trope goes would be a Bit much for dan heng since I don't see him as much of a leader in that sense, but I think he's definitely got connections to some underground info guilds (=｀ﻌ´=) maybe he is friends w stelle and march as you say, and he is a lower ranked noble who knew stelle and helps the reader as thanks for giving his friend a chance? :o cold, but he cares!!!

I would love 2 hear your ideas for kafka if you have any!!! you have such amazing ideas anon!!!!

as for the reincarnation thing, I'm still not 100% sure yet but I DO like that idea... I love the mc going from villain/ridiculed noble to execution to reincarnating and either taking revenge on those who wronged them, making their life better (and by extension the lives around them who they care for), or both!

thank you again for the wonderful ask!!! you should totally send another one any time!!! I look forward to hearing more of ur thoughts, oi anon!!!! (≗ᆽ≗)ﾉ

[flambo19]

Penacony story (and some other stuff) thoughts I'm writing when bored:

(not that long but I'm putting under a read more anyway)

A vocal track is almost a guarantee. I'm betting it will be Robin's performance they've already hyped up (I'm also hoping for jazzy ost in general)

Some creepy cult shit happening with The Family when things start going south

Harmony Trailblazer is likely so maybe we'll get almost-assimilated or smth (Xipe and Yaoshi winning awards for who i want to draw the gaze of the least)

I know we get to go into dreams but I want them to commit to it. Let it get weird. Make me question if what I'm seeing is real. (please)

Stellaron Hunters are here. Means a Stellaron might be here. Trailblazer got dreams in Belobog due to the Stellaron(i think). Lets have more of that

I like that its not obvious who the big bad will be. The Stellaron Hunters are antagonists but never feel very villainous. Duke Inferno is way too easy a guess. The Family is sus because of cult vibes but I doubt they'd be really evil either (bc they're playable)

Hoping that Sunday and Robin's wings have sweet animations and don't just bob behind their head all the time biblically accurate not-high entia mfers

I have a feeling Misha won't join the Express because status quo and all that but. c'mon, let the express adopt this kid

Everyone is worrying about Himeko dying because she's joining us in Penacony but I think thats too obvious and too early in the story tbh.

If anyone one the Express is dying eventually my moneys on Welt

Major story spoiler related thoughts about Firefly [rot13] ubj gur shpx ner gurl tbvat gb qb sversyl/fnz'f qevc znexrgvat fvapr furf fhccbfrq gb or 2.1? whfg gbgnyyl fcbvy gur gjvfg orsber 2.0 rira qebcf?? (cebonoyl lrf)

I'm hoping we get another Interstellar Journey type animation in the future. Whether specifically for Penacony or not

[distinctlywhumpthing]

(hii i was wondering where you went ^^ have fun on your holiday)

now for the anti honesty asks: hey aiden, what’s your favorite memory? and what is something you’ve always wanted to taste

~🍯

CW: Medical whump, needle mention, noncon drugging, restraints, necrophilia mentioned as an insult.

Today the table was angled so that he was practically standing. The straps held his weight differently. No longer sitting on numb spots, they bit painfully into his bruises and welts.

Harrison sauntered up so they were practically nose to nose. He had that awful shit-eating grin on. “Isn’t this nice?” 

Nice was certainly not on the menu today. Not a single element of what was going on here could allude to ‘nice’ and combined with Harrison’s mood, it was all a recipe for some top-grade fucked up shit. He tried to hold onto his composure. No need to completely lose it before he even got an idea of how bad it would be.  

“It’s–” He hacked something out of his lungs, gross and slimy on his tongue, and locked eyes with Harrison. 

“I swear to fucking hell, if you even think about it I will sew your lips together.” 

He rolled his eyes and spit– what turned out to be bloody mucus – onto the floor. He cleared his throat. “You know, face-to-face like this, you look…older.”

“All that fresh air and sunshine, I bet.” Harrison winked at him.

He suppressed a growl. “Fresh air? I thought you were too much of an outcast to be allowed out around other people.”  

“Jealousy is unbecoming on you.”

He wasn’t used to Harrison just talking to him. Usually, he was focused on some task, urgently pressing toward progress. The uninterrupted attention was unnerving and made him feel like he was losing ground. Not that he’d ever had any, but it was easier to spar when Harrison was multi-tasking and gave him space to think. He tried switching gears. “No one else can give you what I can,” he purred. 

Maybe it was low-hanging fruit but Harrison still laughed. “No, they certainly cannot.”

This was one thread he hadn’t ever pulled before. It was a bit of a gamble but maybe it would finally be the one that made everything unravel. “You know, I have always wanted to taste your–”

“Don’t be vulgar.” Harrison wagged a finger at him. “Nobody will want to adopt you if you have a mouth like that.”

He forced a dreamy smile and batted his eyelashes. “Why would I want to be adopted when I have you? You’re my everything.” 

Harrison gagged theatrically. “I think that’s plenty of consciousness for today.” 

The heart monitor hammered out his march toward panic. He had no idea why he was upright or what Harrison was going to do. 

“You don’t have to knock me out if you want to have your way with me. Wait. Don’t tell me the necro jabs are true.” It came out shakier than he’d intended. He curled his hands into fists.

“That is not a part of your anatomy I wish to explore.” 

“Not even my mouth?” He ran the tip of his tongue over his teeth and tucked his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Enough.” 

“Bite me.”  

“I’ll settle for cutting you open instead.” Harrison produced a syringe. “Wasn’t this nice, having a chat face-to-face?” 

He was shaking and couldn’t force his eyes away from the needle. He knew what this one was for, he recognized the gauge. “Please, Harrison–” 

Harrison cleared his throat. 

He choked back a sob and blinked away his tears. Tightened his fists so his fingernails bit into his palms and pulled his wrists against the restraints until the pain turned into a hot rush. “It was so nice,” he grit out. “New favorite memory.”

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@alittlewhump beta-read <3

[rjalker]

Wow mom that's just soooo fucking great you did such a good job fucking amazing!!!!!

Bandit? The puppy? Who's like maybe a year old at this point? Masivve fucking dog?

Yeah.

He's fucking food aggressive.

They've literally had him since he was a baby and he's food aggressive.

He has to have his bowl of food out on the porch and be kept separate from the other puppy until they're both done eating.

I just went out to check if he'd finished eating because it's been like 45 minutes.

And he just fucking growled at me for doing nothing but poking my head around the fucking door.

I swear to fucking gods.

It was fucking understandable with Sophie and Zoey because we got them when they were already older puppies and they were both rescues with unknown history. And we always made sure to keep them separated when they were eating, and they were only food aggressive with other dogs, not us.

But they have had this fucking puppy since you could pick him up with one fucking hand.

And he will fucking grown at you for looking at him when he's literally not even eating.

At this point I don't fucking think regular fucking people who have not passed a fucking free and mandatory class should be able to buy or adopt puppies. They should only be allowed to buy and adopt older puppies who have already been fucking properly socialized by responsible trainers who will make sure they do not fucking gain all these incredibly dangerous fucking behaviors just due to the owner's refusal to actually spend time properly socializing them when they're young.

The fucking pirahna, Lucy, continues to not only jump up at you and body slam you, she's still literally /snapping/ at you while she does so. She has put scratches and welts on my arms and legs from not just her claws when she jumps up at me, but literally from her fucking teeth closing around my arm.

And she's not even being fucking /aggressive/ when she's doing this. This is her "I'm super excited please pay attention to me" routine.

There is no fucking excuse for Bandit being so fucking food aggressive that he will growl at me just for looking at him when he's in the same room with his food bowl, which he's not even eating.

If you are not fucking fully prepared to properly socialize a puppy to make sure they don't grow up to be a giant fucking dangerous menace, don't fucking buy or adopt a puppy!

[charlesleclerc2003]

Rescued

Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader (Platonic)

Summary: The reader finally escapes her abusive family covered in cuts and bruises. She unknowingly knocks on Jensen's door and promptly collapses.

Warnings: Assault, passing out, possible TRIGGERING content, hospital, talks of abuse, injuries, blood, scared reader, concerned Daneel and Jensen, Jensen and Daneel adopting reader.

If anyone can think of any warnings I've missed please let me know either in a ask or personal message. I want to make sur that I set Warnings correctly.

Word Count: 1,350

A/N: I thought of this off the top of my head whilst cooking dinner and thought I'd share it with all of you.

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Requests are open

Dividers By: @firefly-graphics

Your POV

You stumbled down the road, the screaming of your parents echoing in your ears. Tears steaming down your face you glance back at the hell hole that had been your home for the past Y/A years.

It all started when your parents came back drunk, yet again. Your father had stomped into your room, belt in hand and proceeded to hit you, you had grown accustomed to it. Usually he stopped within a few minuets, but not this time. He just kept hitting, the belt leaving large welts across your back. You tried getting away but he wasn't having any of it. Pulling you back by your hair. Gathering the strength you bring your elbow back into his groin, forcing him off you.

Scrambling to your feet you push towards the front door, only to be stopped by your mother. She had a beer bottle in her hand and started hitting you with it. Breaking immediately, shards of glass dug into your skin. Blood already dripping onto the floor. Shoving her hard, she landed on the glass coffee table knocking her out cold.

Forgoing shoes you threw open the front door and bolted out into the street. The pavement was hot against the soles of your feet, but you didn't care. You would do anything to get away. Your father stuck his head out of the door and started screaming profanities at you, along with your mother. It only succeeded in spurring you on further.

You ran until you could no longer hear their screams , until your lungs burned for air and your muscles screamed in protest. Glancing down at yourself, you saw the multitude of cuts and bruises that littered your body. Even though you were Y/A you were small.

Looking around you found you were in front of a fairly large house. Taking small steps, and stumbling occasionally, you reached the large black door and weakly knocked. Your vision swam as the door was pulled open. There was a tall man stood in grey sweatpants and a black tee stood in the door.

Jensen POV

There was a light knock at the door, too light to be Jared. Getting up I opened it seeing a small girl, littered with cuts, swaying on my doorstep. All of a sudden she collapsed and whacked her head on the frame. Quickly crouching down I checked if she was breathing, letting out a sigh of relief when she was.

Pulling out my phone I called an ambulance.

"Jay? Who is it." Daneel asked walking towards me.

"She just showed up on the door step, Dee she's covered in cuts." I replied trying to rouse the girl. Nothing was working.

I told the 911 call handler what had happened and where we were, whilst Daneel kept the kids away. They didn't need to see this. Before long an ambulance and police pulled up to take the kid to hospital while the police questioned me on what happened.

Your POV

You woke to the annoying sound of beeping in your ear. Groaning you open your eyes only to be met with bright white. Closing them again a soft female voice comes from your right.

"Hey, how you feeling?"

You open your eyes again, turning your head you see warm brown eyes and flowing red hair.

"Sore." You mumble, with a small smile. Glad to finally be away from them. After Y/A years you were free, or so you thought.

"Yeah, I'd imagine you would be. Your parents are in the waiting room, they want to see you."

Your eyes widened, as you shook your head violently.

"No please, don't let them in, please I beg you." Your heart rate sped up as well as your breathing.

"Hey calm down sweetie, we won't send them in if you don't want to see them. Just breathe for a sec." The red haired woman soothed.

Nodding, you sucked in a few heavy breaths, instantly feeling calmer.

"That's it, I'm Daneel but you can call me Dee if you want." You nodded as the door opened and a man walked in. Tensing up you grab Daneel's wrist, as you notice he had something in his hand.

"It's okay, it's only my husband. This is Jensen." Daneel wrapped your hand with hers.

"How are you?" Jensen asked, standing behind Daneel, bending down to give her a kiss on the cheek.

You shrugged, wincing when it pulled at the cuts on your back and chest.

"Her parents want to come in." Jensen whispered to Daneel. You didn't hear already feeling sleepy. Closing your eyes, sleep enveloped you.

Jensen POV

"No don't send her parents in, she freaked out when I told her." Daneel replied, glancing at the now sleeping girl.

"Do you think they did this to her?"

"With her reaction, I'd say yes. Who would do this to their own flesh and blood?" Dee sighed, brushing some hair away from the girls face. A few tears slid down both of our cheeks as we sat in silence.

"What if we adopt her? Then she could have a loving family, one that wouldn't hurt her. That would give her unconditional love." She sniffled, looking up at me.

"Yeah, I think she'd like that." I smiled.

The next few days were long, or they seemed that way at least. We spent the entire time learning everything there was to know about this girl.

Her name was Y/N, she loves the colour Y/F/C, she's always wanted siblings, and a dog. She loved the idea of us adopting her. Her parents signed over custody immediately, with no hesitation.

We brought the kids to meet her, JJ insisted on calling Y/N het big sister already and Zeppelin and Arrow quickly warmed up to her. Jared came round with Gen and met her, they left the kids with Jared's parents so Y/N didn't get overwhelmed.

When the time came to take Y/N home Dee's parent's took the kids so she could settle in. She had a room close to ours, In case she had a nightmare. So far if one of us was in the room with her she would sleep peacefully.

We ordered pizza and watched tv for a while until Y/N fell asleep in my lap, my fingers running gently through her hair.

6 Months Later

Your POV

You've been with the Ackles for six months now, and they've been the best six months of your life. They even threw you a birthday party, you've never had a birthday party before. Everyone accepted you so quickly, it was like you had always been a part of their family.

Sure there had been setbacks, like when Jensen's brother, Josh, met you the first time. He had came at you a bit too quickly and frightened you. You hid behind Jensen shaking for a while until Jensen calmed you. Now it was like that had never happened, Josh was always telling you funny stories about Jensen.

Or when you went up to Vancouver for the first time, to watch Jensen film. The yelling and noises sent you back almost all the way back to square one. From then on Jensen always made sure that if you were with him that during those scenes you were in either his or Jared's trailer.

For all the set backs, there has been massive steps forward. Like calling Jensen dad for the first time. There were lots of tears spilled and lots of hugs given, the same with calling Daneel mom for the first time.

The first time you went to a party or brought a boy home, those were especially big occasions.

You finally had a normal and happy life. With a family that didn't want to hurt you. One that loved you for who you were, they treated you like a person rather than a punching bag.

More importantly they treated you like you were their daughter. That was something you had never had, but now you had it you wouldn't change it for anything. They had rescued you, and for that you were forever thankful.

TAGS: @sofreddie @hybrid-in-progress

[scarlettwriter91]

Snapetober 2021 Day 10

AN: This one is Severus at about 14. After his mom died but before he was adopted by Albus and Minerva.

WARNING: There will be depictions of child abuse in this oneshot. Please don't read if that could be triggering for you. I would rather you skip this one all together than to read something that you're not comfortable with!!

Day 10- Misunderstanding

 Severus stood on his front porch between his father and one of their very irate neighbors. He had been brought home after the neighbor caught him stealing apples from the tree in his backyard. 

That wasn’t true, not that anyone was going to bother asking for his side of the story. In fact, it was actually just a misunderstanding. The older man’s wife had told Severus weeks ago that he was welcome to take from the tree whenever he liked, but she wasn’t home now and couldn’t come to his defense. 

Not that it would have done much good anyway. 

Severus kept his head bowed as Tobias Snape continued to listen to his friend and when their conversation had ended, Tobias waited for him to leave before roughly grabbing Severus by the arm and shoving him into the house. 

“Dad, please I—” Severus immediately tried to explain but it was of no use. 

Tobias let go of Severus’s arm and instead took hold of his ear, wrenching it hard and causing Severus to cry out.

“How dare you?” Tobias growled as he pulled his son towards the sitting room and over to the fireplace. 

His father’s strop sat atop the mantle and though Severus had known it was coming, he couldn’t stop the fear that welled up inside him when he saw it. The leather was long and thick with a metal buckle on one end. 

“I didn’t! I swear it!” 

“Don’t lie to me, boy!” 

Tobias picked up the strop, the metal end dangling near the floor as he held the other end in his hand. He raised his hand high and brought it down quickly. Severus heard the whistle of the strop through the air a millisecond before feeling it connect with his lower back. 

He gritted his teeth to keep from crying out but he knew that he would only be able to remain stoic for so long before he inevitably broke. 

“I’ll teach you to steal, you ungrateful whelp!” 

Another blow landed, this time wrapping around his slender hips and sides. Tobias gripped his upper arm tighter as Severus attempted to move away from him and when Severus made the mistake of trying to turn away completely, Tobias let go of him and let the strop fall across his chest. Severus howled in pain as the leather bit into the flesh near his collarbone. 

Severus fell to the floor and tried to cover his face with his arms. He knew it would only be worse if he tried to run. He had tried that before and it only served to anger Tobias so badly that he stripped Severus and continued the beating while he lay naked on the floor. 

He lost count of the blows after the first couple of dozen. He could barely breathe and his entire body ached with each frantic beat of his heart. Tears and snot fell unbidden down Severus’s face but he didn’t care. He just wanted it to stop. 

When at last it did, Severus didn’t even notice. He simply continued to lay there on the floor between the fireplace and his father’s chair. 

Tobias replaced the strop and went into the kitchen. A moment later, Severus heard the back door open, then close. 

Severus gingerly pulled himself up, careful to not move too quickly and hurt himself further. He made it to his bedroom and lifted his shirt up to see that he had several cuts and welts that he would need to clean and he could already see the bruises forming along his torso and sides. He knew there were more but he didn’t have the energy to check further. 

Instead, he lowered himself onto his bed. It would be very late before Tobias came home and he wanted to get some sleep while he was able. 

Everything else would have to wait.