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usernameforaboredcat · 1 year ago

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Wasn’t Fated To Succeed

{Spy Ace X Marine Reader}

(I thought of this idea from a manga side story where Ace breaks into a Marine headquarters and fucks around n thought “hey, I can make sum angst with this shit🤷🏻‍♀️” so tehe like look at him!!

He’s such a silly goofy guy I love this mf so much!! Anyway-

Warnings⚠️: Angst, very sad angst, smut, p in v, virginity loss, use of nicknames "princess" "sweetheart" "good girl" ect, fingering, groping, very very slow burn, like this might take a while to read, death, daddy isn’t the best lol

It didn’t take long for him to notice her.

Who?

That young woman maybe a year or two younger than him, sitting at the large table, leaning comfortably in her chair with her arms and legs crossed with an annoyed and tired scowl on her face. Whist on his infiltration mission, Ace got dragged into a Marine meeting. He was more in the back, hiding himself to stay unnoticed while listening in.

Something about her was trying to telling him something he couldn’t hear, and he was trying desperately to make out what it was. To be fair he had been listening to everything, making as many mental notes as possible.

“What about that Straw Hat kid?!”. His ears perked up. “That punk has caused enough trouble as is!”. A loud disgusted “uhg” echoes through the room, drawing all eyes to that girl. She’s wearing a white low cut sailor dress with a beautiful pink flower in her hair. “Is there something you’d like to say?”. She gets asked, the man talking in an angry tone. “First of all I don’t quite appreciate that tone of yours when talking to me”. She starts, her eyes like daggers.

Ace felt a shiver run down his spine, her cold tone freezing the temperature of the whole room. “And second I don’t think that child should be a problem of ours”. She leans forward in her seat, propping her elbows on the table and resting her chin on her laces together fingers. “He is a child, gentlemen. Us marines should be adult enough to not get too affected by him”. She finishes. “But miss! Haven’t you heard all the trouble he’s started! Lougetown! Alabasta! Water 7!?”. A man yells.

The girl rolls her eyes dramatically at his words. “Please, I quite frankly think we have much higher risks and problems than him! And even if we did follow through with his antics and arrest him, what exactly do we do? There’s no laws regarding child pirates so what? Do we execute a child? Just like how if a grown ass man committed theft we just give him a smack on the ass like a child who stole a cookie from grandmas kitchen?”. She questions.

The room goes silent, no one knowing how to respond or even daring to respond. Something switched in Aces mind, something that felt weird and funny and new. Seeing such a ice cold girl with a burning fire of true justice set his heart ablaze. She wasn’t wrong, there aren’t any laws about punishment for pirates under the age of 18. He couldn’t help but let out a quiet chuckle.

The girl stands up from her seat, resting her hand on her hip. “Now, personally I think we have more important things to deal with at the moment! Send a team out on a patrol of the city and see if there are actual problems we should take care of, report them back to me by the end of the day”. She explains as she starts to make her way to the door. “And if I find out that there’s been an incident that hasn’t been reported to me I’ll make sure to serve you at the next hot pot in the hot pot”. She threatens, then exits the room.

The room bursts into whispers and murmurs. The room started to clear out, the meeting ending basic after the girl had left. As Ace starts to make his way out, he hears whispers about her. “I don’t get why she’s here”. “Bitch really think she’s the boss of us”. “Hey! Don’t say that!”. “Why? Scared her daddy will kill you?”. “Yes!”. So her dad has a lot of power in the Marines then. Interesting.

The room had emptied, the halls slowly emptying with people heading off to their jobs. With not real job, Ace scrambles down the hall and walks into a random room. He sighs as he closes the door, the click of a sword being unsheathed makes him freeze. ‘Oh fuck’. He slowly turns around, seeing the girl from before standing behind her desk holding her swords handle in her dominant hand ready to pull out. “You’re not supposed to be in here”. She tells him. “Why are you here? And what’s your rank?”. She asks him.

He straightens up and chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his neck. “I just wanted to say that what you said back there was cool! A real sense of justice, I’ve never seen something like that from a marine”. He admits to her. “I see”. She mutters. She clicks her sword back into place and makes her way over to the little kitchen in the office, opening a cupboard. “Care for a coffee?”. She asks without looking at him. “No thanks, not a fan of bitter stuff”. He answers.

She nods. “Very well”. She only takes out one mug. “Tell me, are you new to the marines? With your wording ‘I’ve never seen something like that from a marine’ implies that you haven’t seen a lot of marines talk or any meetings”. She explains as she puts coffee grounds and sugar in her mug. “Yep! I haven’t been here too long!”. He answers. Technically he’s not wrong. “Tell me then, how are you finding the marines?”. She asks. “Definitely not annoying and sick of people telling me what to do”. He explains in a chuckle.

She lets out a small chuckle as she fills her mug with milk. “I can’t imagine having to listen to marine would be easy for someone like you”. She states as she stirs the milk. “Especially for someone like you, Fire Fist Ace”. She adds. Aces eyes widen, but he gets back his cool demeanour and tilts his marine cap up as if it’s his classic hat, his finger alit. “Guess it was only a matter of time before someone figured me out”. He chuckles.

She lets out a chuckle again, walking over to the kettle. “It only took me a second. Unlike my colleagues I’m good with faces. As soon as you walked in I was able to recognise your face”. She explains as she fills up the kettle with water and set it on the stove. “However I do not wish to report you or arrest you”. She adds. She tries to turn the stove on, but it’s refuses to turn on.

She lets out an annoyed sigh, turning back to the pirate. “Mind giving me a hand?”. She asks, her voice in a more softer tone. “Uh…sure!”. He agrees happily, walking over to her. He places his hand on the kettle and sets his hand on fire, the kettle slowly starting to boil. “So…how come you’re not gonna report or arrest me?”. He asks her. “Because I hate the marines”. She blatantly states.

The kettle quickly starts to whistle causing Ace to move his hand away, the girl grabbing the kettle by the handle and filling up her mug. “I’ve always hated the marines”. She walks towards her desk, taking a seat. She gestures him to take a seat in the chair across from her, which he does. “Ever since a young age we’re all taught the black and white of marines good and pirates bad, however those with a brain can tell you that it’s mixed. I’m only young but I’ve seen good pirates and bad marines”. She explains.

She leans back in her seat and takes a sip of her drink. “For example…That Straw Hat Luffy”. Aces eyes widened. “I had been keeping an eye of what’s been happening in Alabasta for a few months now but because of our affiliations with Sir Crocodile the marines never did a thing. I felt terrible, for the king, Princess Vivi, and their people! I honestly thought that Sir Crocodile was going to distort that poor country, until I heard that Straw Hat arrived and was able to take care of it. I’m honestly surprised someone just a year younger than me was able to take him down, colour me impressed”. She explains.

Ace let’s out a chuckle as he leans back in his chair, arms propped behind his head. “That’s my little brother for ya! He’s full of surprises!”. He laughs loudly. “You’re joking! You and Straw Hat are brothers?!”. She yells out in shock, almost dropping her cup. “Nope, Luffy’s my baby brother”. He confirms. “Hm, you learn something new everyday I guess”. She mutters. “So if you hate marines so much, why become one?”. Ace asks her. “Because like hell I’d let the corrupted marines stay in power and continue to ruin the world government. I’m just waiting for the day the head admirals kick the bucket and I’ll take over! With them gone, I’ll finally be able to fix this twisted government up”. She explains to him.

“Now it’s my turn to ask a question”. She sets her coffee mug down on the table, crossing her legs and setting her hands down on her knee. “Why are you here?”. She asks. “Simple! I’m here to gather information, is there anything else to it?”. He responds. “Well if that’s the case”. She takes a key out her pocket, opening a filing draw at her desk. She grabs a note pad and a pen, sliding it over to Ace. “What would you like to know?”. She asks him with a growing smirk, Ace smirking and chuckling in response as he takes the note pad. “Whatever you know”.

Ace had been around the marine base for over a week now, working as a small team with a very powerful woman in the marine world. (Y/n). That’s the name she told him, he trusts that it’s her real name and not a name she’s giving him just to play with him. They where a team of people from two worlds. Ace had thought she would have outed him by now, but instead she’d always vouch for him if he was ever in trouble and let him sleep in her office. In his eyes she’s truely an amazing person.

The room was quiet, the faint light of a candle lighting up the desk enough for the woman to work. She lets out a sigh as she finishes reading the last of the reports, crossing her arms and laying them on the desk to use them as a pillow. The door to her office opens without a knock, she knows who it is. “Hey hey! There’s my favourite marine!”. She giggles to herself and she looks up, seeing Ace closing the door behind himself. “Evening Ace, how was your day?”. She ask him in a soft tired tone. “Ah ya know! Pretty good! Almost got my ass beat today but I in fact was the one who did the beating!”. He says proudly as he walks over and takes a seat across from her.

“I wouldn’t recommend drawing too much attention to yourself”. She says as she look up at him. “I’ll be fine! I have you!”. He responds. She smiles to herself, tilting her head. “I can only do so much you know, have you forgotten the kind of number that’s on your head?”. She tells him, then letting out a yawn. “Hm? You okay?”. He asks her. “Yes yes, just tired from work is all”. She explains. “You want me to leave and let you rest?”. He asks her, concern in his voice. “No no no, it’s good that you’re here. It’s better when you’re here, I feel like I don’t have a stick up my ass”. She explains to him, laying her head back down.

“Aawww, you chill out around me! Aren’t you cuuuuuute”. He coos at her, heat rising to his face. “I mean you’re not a marine, I don’t have to try to impress you”. She admits in a soft tone, looking back up at Ace for him to see her reddening cheeks. “I wish you never have to leave”. She adds, smiling up at him. “It has been fun, but if I stay here any longer it might start to cause you trouble”. He adds to her statement.

“Hey, how about tonight we drink? To a better future!”. He suggests to her. She hums, smiling at the idea. “That sounds quite nice, I approve”. She agrees. “Actually-“. She gets up from her chair, walking over to the fridge and taking out a bottle of fancy expensive alcohol. “I’ve had this since my 18th birthday and I thought now would be a good time to use it”. She explains, grabbing two glass cups. “Wow! Pulling out that good stuff! Very nice very nice”. He responds, his hand on his chin as he rubs it.

“Only the best…for me!”. (Y/n) says happily as she grabs glasses, shrugging. She walks back over to her desk, popping open the bottle and pouring the liquid into the glasses. She takes a seat, the two taking a glass each. “Well, even with this funny predicament…I’ve enjoyed our time together”. (Y/n) admits, swirling the drink then taking a sip. “Why not come with me?”. Ace suddenly asks. (Y/n) looks at him wide eyed. “What?”. She asks simply. “Leave the marines, come join the White Beard Pirates with me! The old man would love ya, take ya in as if you where his own daughter”. He explains to her.

She continues to look at him in shock, then turning to look away from him. “Ace I-… I can’t just leave the marines! It’s all I know, it’s what I’ve grown up with. Besides, if I left the marines to become a pirate my father would for sure kill me”. She explains, the thought of death sending a shiver down her spine. “By the way, who is your father?”. He asks. “He’s a…an Admiral”. She answers, refusing to look at him. “Damn! No wonder everyone is so shit scared of you!”. Ace yelps, almost spitting out his drink.

“Hey! Don’t spit that out! It’s expensive!”. (Y/n) snapped at him. “You never told me that your dad was a fucking Admiral!”. He snaps back. (Y/n) scoffs and rolls her eyes. “It doesn’t matter anyway. You wouldn’t know what it’s like to have a father like that, especially a father that kills the innocent despite being a “man of justice”, yeah justice my ass”. She mutters, chugging the rest of the drink. “I’m guessing you don’t know my father then”. Ace chuckles. “Hey, I have a lot of people to do background checks on and to keep track of!”. She defends. Ace let’s out another chuckle, chugging down the rest of his drink. “Ever heard of Gol. D. Roger?”. He asks. “Okay now you’re fucking with me! No way your father is the King of Pirates like 20 years ago!”. She snaps. “Yeah…”. He mutters out. (Y/n) leans over and refills both of their glasses up.

“So tell me lil Roger Jr. What do you think about him?”. She asks, taking a sip of her refilled drink. “I don’t really care, I don’t see him as my father anyway! White Beard is my father and always will be”. He answers. (Y/n) smiles softly as she looks at the older man. “That’s cute”. She admits. “What about you? What do you think about your old man?”. He then asks her. “Ah. I don’t know, he treats me like his own personal army toy. He raised me to be a marine and I never really got to have a life. No friends, no other family, no hobbies, no nothing to me! I never wanted to be a marine or even a pirate, I’d rather just be a normal girl”. She goes on. She sees Ace looking at her with a soft smile, causing her to take another sip of her drink to hide her plush.

“I didn’t mean to go on”. She apologises. “No no no, it’s fine”. Ace reassures her. “I just…never really had the chance to talk to anyone like that”. She hums. “Oh Ace, you have no idea how badly I wish I could go with you. Travel the world, find who I am as a person, meet people of all different…well…everything!”. She rants. “But…I’m stuck here”. She chugs her drink again, quick to fill it up again. “Come on kid, you’re drinking a little too much”. Ace states, getting up from his chair and walks over to take her drink from her. “I’m not a kid! Don’t you dare call me that!”. She snaps, quickly chugging the drink before it can be taken away.

“Maybe we should get you to bed”. Ace says, taking the glass from her and placing it on her desk. “I’m fine, okay? I don’t need you to baby me like everyone else!”. She snaps, looking up at him. He chuckles down at her, amused by her cranky face. He reaches and grabs her chin with his thumb and pointer finger. Without thinking, he leans down and presses his lips against hers. Regret immediately flows through him, but it instantly vanishes when he feels her hands on his cheeks to pull him closer.

He could taste the alcohol on her lips, tasting it more when she opens her mouth to let him slide his tongue in. He pulls away from her, looking down at her to see her big pleading begging eyes and kiss puffy lips. “For a marine you’re absolutely beautiful”. He whispers just loud enough for her to hear. “For a pirate you’re incredibly handsome”. She whispers back loudly. This time, she leans up and kisses him. She pulls him closer by wrapping her arms around his neck, Ace leaning over and easily picking her up to wrap her legs around his waist.

He sits down in her chair, letting the younger girl sit on his lap. She pulls away from Ace, the two panting of the lack of air. Fire, want, and need builds up in their bodies, (Y/n) slowly starting to grind herself over Aces growing length. He chuckles at her neediness, rubbing her hips up and down. “Never in my life would I ever think I’d see a marine be so needy for a pirate”. He chuckles as his hands travel to her thighs and going over her dress.

He uses one hand to move her panties aside and the other running a finger through her wet folds. “Ah! Ace~”. She moans out, grinding against his hand. “Jeez you’re so wet already, it makes me want to take you here and now”. He teases. “Then why don’t you?”. She asks in a giggle, running her hand down his chest to his hardened bulge and rubbing it through his pants. Ace hisses at her actions, causing (Y/n) to giggle as she leans in close to his ear. “Although I’d rather be the one to take you~”. She whispers into his ear, then kissing his ear lobe.

“God!”. Ace let’s out in a loud groan. He grabs her chin again with his spare hand and grabs her chin, pulling her in closer. (Y/n) moans into the kiss, letting out a cry of pleasure as she feels him slide two finger inside her warm wet entrance. She pulls away and whimpers at the new slightly painful feeling, her legs shaking as he slowly drags his fingers in and out. “I just realized…you’re a virgin”. Ace states. “Oh shut up”. She gasps, slamming her lips back on his. Ace picks up the speed of his fingers, using his thumb to rub against her clit.

He pulls away from the kiss, moving his hand from her chin to the low cut neck of her dress. He smirks as he pulls the dress neck down, her boobs sliding out from the motion. He’d be lying to himself if he didn’t at least wanna cop one feel of her tits while here. He aggressively grabs her breast and squeezes it, pulling and pinching on the nipple. “A-! Aaaaaace~ please!”. She cries out, needing something more. “Pleeeeease let me feel you inside me!”. She begs. Ace smirks as he lets out a single chuckle, pulling his hands away from her as he goes down to his pants. With ease his undoes his belt buckle, belt and zipper, easily being able to hop with her on top for him to slide his pants and boxers down to his ankles.

(Y/n) feels a shiver go down her spine as she looks down at his erection. He’s so long and thick, probably the first time in her life she’s ever felt intimated. “What’s the matter? Scared?”. Ace chuckles, grabbing the base of his cock. “Quiet!”. She snaps. She puts her hands on his shoulders to use to keep herself stable. She lifts herself up and hovers over his cock, feeling his hot leaking tip against her entrance. “Take it slow princess~”. Ace coos her, his hands back on her hips and rubbing them to comfort her.

She sinks down on his cock, feeling his tip slide inside her aching hole. The aching feeling of need grows stronger and stronger, craving him to fill her up. Without thinking she sinks her whole body onto his cock, his tip slamming painful against her cervix. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”. She cries, feeling as if electricity shock through her body. “Sssshhhhhhit! Ah fuck me! Shit you’re tight”. Ace pants out as he squeezes his eyes shut, feeling his cock getting squeezed so tight inside her he could explode inside her already.

He opens his eyes but his vision isn’t the clearest, light headed from the feeling of her insides. He looks at the girl on his lap, seeing her still trying to catch her breath as tears run down her cheeks, a painful grip against his shoulders. He slowly starts to rock her hips, sliding her up and down on his length. Her cries turn onto moans, starting to move her hips on her own. “That’s it, good girl~”. Ace praises, rubbing circles on her hips over her dress.

(Y/n) picks up speed, smoothly bouncing up and down on the pirates cock. Ace happily leans back in the chair, his limit approaching fast at the feeling of her right pussy sucking him in and trying to milk his cock of every single drop of his cum. More. More. He grips her hips tight, getting a tight hold on her and pulling her up and down on him, using her as a toy. A very pretty, very off limits, very hey she’s literally your enemy, toy.

He can’t help but start thrusting his hips up into her as he slams her down, the two meeting half way as Ace oh so desperately tries to chase his fast growing high. He needs to cum. Specifically he needs to cum in this marines perfect tight pussy. A now strong believer in the idea of if he cums in her it’ll make all his dreams come true. Without warning and a hard slam he releases deep inside her, his hot seed filling up her insides. (Y/n) shutters at the feeling of his warmth.

She pants as she tries to get off of him, but Ace slams her back down, drawing a whimper from her when she whimpers. “I don’t think so”. He pants out. He moves his hands under her thighs, swiftly picking her up and laying her on her desk. Ace smirks as he looks down at the marine, seeing her breasts raise up and down with each breath, her pussy still stuffed with his cock as cum starts to leak out the sides. He reaches over and grabs the forgotten bottle of liquor, taking a massive chug of it till the last little remaining drops are gone.

He leans down with each of his hand on either side of her head, her hips trying to move to chase the aching need of release she still hadn’t gotten. “We’ll be here all night until morning, hope you like the shitty coffee they have here cuz you’ll need it”. He tells her as he slowly grabs her ankles and pushes them up to her chest. “A-Ace~”. She whimpers, feeling him so deep inside her he might just be inside her womb. “You’re in for a looooooong night sweetheart~”.

The wind was cold, giving a gentle touch every time to touched her face. There’re no clouds in the sky, just a blue ocean above and in front of her. The sound of ringing and feet pattering rush over to the young lady’s sitting spot, some marine in a much lower rank than her running towards her with a transponder snail. “Miss! Your father is calling!”. The man calls. She reaches out and answers it. “Hello father”. She greets him. “Hello (Y/n)”. He responds with his bored gruffed voice. “What is the pleasure I have for you to call me out of the blue?”. She asks. “I wanted to check in that you’ve arrived to the base safely”. He answers. “I’d prefer you’d be here but you made the mistake that lead not to”. He adds. Ah yes, a mistake. A living, growing “mistake”. She runs her free hand over her stomach, only a few month’s pregnant by this point. “I’m sure everything would go smoothly without me, besides I’m not really in the mood to see something like an execution”. She informs him. “Yes, I’m sure”. He agrees. “How long now?”. She asks. “8 hours until that Fire Fist is dead”. He answers.

(Y/n)s grip tightened, her hands shaking. “Mr Akainu! We have to go!”. A voice is heard in the background of the call. “These idiots need me, I’ll be leaving”. And without a goodbye, he hangs up. (Y/n) ends the call on her end, shooing away the marine. She takes a deep breath as she closes her eyes, feeling the soft breeze on her face. She starts to hum a random tune as she rubs her stomach, hot tears falling down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, little one. I’m afraid your father won’t get to meet you”. She mutters under her breath. “Oh Ace, I’m sorry that this happened…I hope…I hope somehow that brother of yours saves you so I can see you again…and…and you to meet our little one…”.

The winds where fast, the breeze smelling like sea salt as music rode along the winds. “CAPTAIN!”. The crew pause their antics, looking towards the navigator. “MARINES APPROACHING!”. He yells. The Captain shoots to the head of the ship, sitting on the lions head. “Do we attack?”. The cyborg asks, getting ready to ready for an attack. “THEYRE WAVING A WHITE FLAG!”. The sniper informs them. “What do we do captain?”. The swordsman asks. Their captain looks at the oncoming ship, laughing. “This could be fun!”. He laughs.

The ship slowly gets closer, the two ships setting down their anchors. The pirates watch as the marines look over their ship to look at them. A young woman walks up to the side, a high ranking woman. Without a second thought she jumps down, easily landing on the ship. The woman is wrapped in a long white cloak, maintaining eye contact with their captain. “You’re Straw Hat Luffy, correct?”. She asks him. “Yeah? So what?”. He asks her. “There’s something I’d like to discuss, is there somewhere more private for us to talk?”. She asks. “Don’t worry, if you’re questioning my intentions your crew mates are free to join which I think you’d rather”. She adds. “Yeah sure, we can talk in the kitchen”. He answers.

He leads her to the kitchen and dining room of the ship, the crew following behind them. “So, what’s up?”. Luffy asks, taking a seat at his spot at the head of the table. “If I remember correctly your older brother was Fire Fist Ace, yes?”. She asks. Luffy shivers, looking at her with murder in his eyes. Why would a marine come to him asking about his brother NOW?! “Yeah, what about it?”. He asks. The woman smiles softly as she takes off her coat hanging around her shoulders, setting it on the table to reveal a sleeping toddler in her arms. A little girl, long black hair with freckles. She looks like… “I know Ace never got the chance to meet her, but I thought her uncle should at least know she exists”. The woman explains.

Luffy looks down at the girl wide eyes, his eyes softening as he looks at her. “Wh-what?”. He stutters out. “WHAT?!?!”. The other crew members yell out, causing the baby to stir and begin to wake up. She looks up at her mum, who sweetly looks at her. “Mama?”. She asks. The woman giggles as she points Luffy to her, the little girl turning to look at him with wide eyes. “Rouge, this is your uncle! You know that stretchy guy that grandpa yells about? Say hi”. She tells the little one. “Hi”. The little girl greets, giving a little wave. “Would you like to hold her?”. (Y/n) asks Luffy. He doesn’t answer, just taking the girl from her arms and holding her close to himself. The other crew members crowd around their captain, looking down at the girl with aws and coos.

“Aawww she’s so adorable!”.

“She’s so pretty!”.

“She sure does look a lot like her daddy”.

“Wow! You’re an uncle!

“Uncle Luffy!!”

(Y/n) takes a seat at the table as the Straw Hats coos and laugh at her daughter. “How old is she?”. Robin asks the mother. “She’s two”. She answers. “She’s so adorable! You and Ace really made the cutest baby I’ve ever seen”. Nami compliments, taking a seat next to the mother. “Thank you! A day doesn’t go by that she doesn’t remind me of her father”. She thanks. “Honestly with how much she looks like her dad I’m surprised there hasn’t been anything in the news about it”. Nami points out. “No one’s figured it out yet, which I’m hoping never happens. If anyone asks about her father I tell them it was a random I had a drunk hook up with at a hotel so I don’t know what he looks like”. She explains. “Hey Marine Lady”. Luffy calls, the mother turning to him. “Yes?”. She responds. “What’s your name?”. He asks. “It’s (Y/n)”. She answers. “And hers?”. He asks, referring to the girl in his arms. “I named her Rouge, after Aces mother”. She answers.

“Luffy, I have a request”. She then starts. “Yeah?”. He responds. “If something happens to me, weather I die in war or I get executed for birthing Aces child, no matter what if anything happens to me…please take care of her. Either she’ll get raised to be a marine soldier like I was or killed as well, I want her to live free and I know you and your friends will teach her the right things. I know you’d be an amazing uncle and teacher for her”. She explains to him. He smiles brightly and nods. “Of course!”. He says happily. His expression changes into a more serious one, but still with a smile.

“If anything happens, I’ll make sure to protect and save her! I won’t make the same mistake again!”.

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quitealotofsodapop · 1 year ago

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Spicynoodles baby #13 (he's a fankid for your AU [yes, I make ocs for other people's AUs if I get their permission] if I can explain this all in one go, I would.. maybe I'll just reblog to explain how he was made—) probably has red hair just like Redson. Like Redson, he also has a short temper. Despite being the youngest, (and probably the most babied by his grandparents, much to his protest..) he's not the weakest. His hair will burst out into flames when he's mad.

Clothing wise, he likes revealing clothes. He probably wears clothes similar to those of what Golden Cheese Cookie wears. He likes to wear them and prefers the winter season rather than summer. He feels like he's cooking from the inside out when wearing hoodies and baggy clothes. Despite being a fire demon, he's more inclined to the cold. All of his elders (parents, grandparents, godparents, ect..) were very taken aback by this. Everyone else is still confused to this day on why the fuck he's like this.

Anyway— what are your thoughts on him?

Oh my lord I love him

Probably gives his uncles and grandparents bad memories of Redson as a little kid. Lots of burn marks all over the playroom and nursery. Redson having to invest in tiny wielding equipment cus his youngest son is determined to join his bama in the workshop.

I did have to look up Golden Cheese Cookie's outfit and:

Oh yeah this is def a kid who'd wear shorts and mid-drift shirts in any kind of weather. Wears the more traditional fire demon clothing. He's running hot - dont mean he likes being hot.

I feel like his name has a metal/golden ring to it like Huang Hua/黄花 ("goldenrod/yellow flower"), or spicy like Hua Jiao/花椒 ("Sichuan pepper/prickly ash") - because he is a spicy baby :3

Im sorry but now I'm thinking he has a literal "cheesy" nickname. Like his family and friends just take one look at his red-orange hair and decided "that boy looks like spicy cheese" "Plus when he's too warm he melts!" :D

#spicynoodles being parents #spicynoodleshipping #spicynoodles #the monkey king and the infant #the monkey king and the infant au #lmk fan children #others ocs

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genavere · 1 year ago

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Let's talk about "The Overgrown Lawn." I am curious.

This is an odd one I had been working on. I stopped when I realized that people might not really read it since it was centered around original characters, and when I came to a crossroads in how to write it.

The story focuses on Dabs and Oats (Debra and Otis) Brandfield, an elderly couple who hired a young college man to do their yardwork. Unfortunately, by the time the story starts, the young man has not been showing up recently, and Otis has been getting ornery. They decided to give him a call to find out why.

Here is a snippet of it below:

Otis looked over his overgrown lawn, a frown firmly in place. Last week he had been willing to give leniency the week before when it rained every day and the college kid who had come around with business cards and fast smile called to say he would be over the next available day to do the yardwork. That day had come and gone. The grass was unruly, the flower beds needed to be weeded, and the service he paid for was not fulfilled as originally promised. A strongly worded review would be issued the next time his grandkids came over to show him how to do it. “Dabs,” he called for his wife and turned from the window. “That young punk who charmed you to do the lawn work, do you have his card still?” “One second, Oats,” her reply came from kitchen. There would be more cookies his doctor would scold him for eating, he knew. Could not be helped, his wife’s baking had to be worshipped for the goodness it was. Retirement had offered her enough time to become a master of all things sugar.

Apron clean except for a small speck of flour, which confirmed his suspicions, the love of his life and high school sweetheart came from the kitchen. Even with greying hair, wrinkles that highlighted her smiling face, and the extra weight she had put on from bearing their children and enduring the changes in her body, she looked as beautiful to him as the day he first saw her. The sour mood the lawn brought him lifted a small bit. “Here’s the card,” she said, a touch of motherly concern in her voice. “Has that young boy still not shown up?” “No,” he huffed and looked at the card. Adjusting his glasses, he managed to read the wording on it: ‘Natsu Dragneel – I’m all fired up to do your yardwork!’ Of course, a young punk would say something like that. Below that was a phone number. “Going to demand he show up today. The youth of today have no idea how to prioritize anything.” Debra chuckled at him. “I remember your father saying that about some of your actions.” “And I learned!” He felt her follow him to the kitchen. While he went to the phone hanging on the wall, she went to the counter and began getting everything together for tea. A grunt escaped him before he had the state of mind not to. Coffee would have been preferred but damn his aged body that could only handle one cup a day now, unless it was decaf. His sense of pride would never allow that in the house, so tea it was.

Receiver against his shoulder and ear, he punched in the number on the card and listened to the dial tone ring. His foot tapped, agitated at even having to do this and the longer the ringing went, the redder he felt his face grow. Finally, when he thought he would be sent to the answering machine, a tired voice answered. “Hello? This is Igneel Dragneel.” The agitated tapping halted. “Igneel Dragneel?” Where had he heard that name before? He knew he had, and the way he felt eyes on him, he had a feeling his wife knew who it was. “Yes, oh, right, this is Natsu’s phone.” A short gasp, what his long years could fathom being near a sob, came from the man on the other side. “I apologize, it has been a long couple of days. Are you one of his customers?” He looked back at his wife, his frown no longer pulled by anger. “Yes, Otis Brandfield is my name. He was supposed to come by the first day it didn’t rain.” “Oh…” Silence filled the line after that. They both shared another look, and both moved to sit at the table. Once again, he was glad his kids had insisted on getting them a cordless phone. At his wife’s insistence, he pulled the receiver from his ear and pressed the speaker button. It sat on the table between them. “Mr. Dragneel,” Debra softly called to the man on the other side of the phone, “my name is Debra, but you may call me Debbie if that is easier on you. We were just calling since your son is usually very dependable, and we were worried that he has not come by.” A look was all Otis needed to know not to say anything to contradict his wife’s statement. It was a battle he knew would be added to his tallied losses. “Sorry, Natsu, he—” A shuddered breath came over the line. There were few instances when he had seen Deb purse her lips together. It happened when she was mad, especially when he had done something that warranted her wrath, and when she became set with determination. The slight difference between the two depended on her eyes. In that moment, he saw the burning fire of determination in her still-clear grey eyes and fell in love all over again. “Mr. Dragneel, pardon my intrusion, but where are you right now?” “Huh? Oh, um, Magnolia General Hospital—” “We will see you soon, Mr. Dragneel.”

Let's just say...Natsu and Lucy ran into some trouble. Natsu was not being a bad apple, just...unable to do anything.

I really did like this story, and I will probably go back to it. I loved Oats and Dabs, thinking of putting them into other stories, too, cause who don't like the ol' grandparent couple?

Thank you for the ask!

#fairy tail #fairy tail nalu #fanfiction #lucy heartfilia #natsu x lucy #nalu #natsu dragneel #writing #fanfic #fairy tail fanfiction #wip meme #writing wip #fic wip #answered ask #ask answered #send me asks

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bogbees · 1 year ago

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Fuck it I'm reading this sort of thing rn so! FLORIST AND TATTOO AU NINJA DADS!!

7:53 AM · Jan 22, 2018

Kakashi has a flower shop. It was his mom's, cherished by his father and he just kinda ended up taking it over after they died

Iruka is a tattoo artist. Likes tribal designs, Japanese art and ocean themes. Is a master at inking dark skin tones

Naruto is under Kakashi's care, Minato and Kushina were over seas and died in an accident while he was babysitting and now they're just waiting for Jiraiya to arrive to start godfathering

But Naruto is like 9 and is upset and fights a lot with Kakashi - one day he runs away

Iruka is taking out the trash when he finds this little kid hunched up by the dumpster. He's like "you ok little dude?" Naruto ignores him and starts yelling at him

And Iruka fucks off like and Naruto thinks he's won but Iruka comes back with two bags of ice cream and cookies like "I got comfort food for you, come into the shop and I'll give you some"

Naruto's stomach growels obnoxiously but reluctantly listens to the guy. He's shocked to see the tattoo parlour and goes "I don't think I should trust you Anko pops her head around like "Ruka who's the brat? Are we stealing brats now for practice skin??" "Shut up Anko"

So Iruka sets the kid up on a stool and feeds him some junk food "You know you shouldn't run away from your parents" Iruka says "I don't have any parents" Naruto says Iruka feels like he was punched in the gut

"Same," Iruka says biting into a cookie, "mine died when I was 12, there was a fire." Naruto looks up like the very fact there was someone like him !! But he quickly closes off again

Iruka goes "well surely someones worried about you," and Naruto bristles "No that guy is a jerk face nugget fart" Iruka cracks a grin and Anko barks a laugh. Anko looks at Naruto, "brat, Ruka here was king of running away when he was younger. He knows" and sorta hisses

So anyway they feed Naruto some more food and talk with him a bit more ab running away and that sort of thing and eventually get him to give them Kakashi's phone number

Anko really wants to be the one to talk - but Iruka knows she'll just swear the man's ear off and Iruka would rather be in the man's good graces as they've been sorta watching his kid

So he dials him up like "hello? Hatake-san I've found your kid - Naruto - Yes yes, he's fine would you like me to bring him over - oh we're at the tattoo place on 4th, [ocean pun name here]

Kakashi apparently knows it and hell be there shortly. Iruka ends the call and turns to his friends like "time to clean up this mess" But then the door opens with a jingle of bells and a man is yelling out to Naruto

Iruka blinks. It's the florist from across the road??? He looks at the guy chastising the kid and goes to attempt to lighten the load - tell him a piece of his mind bc children run away for reasons and this isn't helping it at all

And Kakashi starts talking shit ab feeding the kid junk food - gesturing wildly to the counter cluttered with cookies and ice cream wrappers "And you call yourself responsible" he sighs

Naruto kicks Kakashi's knee "shut up and stop being mean to Iruka-nii!" Kakashi blinks. He takes the kids hand and says "we're leaving." They walk across the lobby, across the street, and into the flower shop across the road. Anko starts swearing after Kakashi

Iruka bristles and spends the rest of the day - the week in a crappy mood. One day, the door opens, and he hears Naruto's loud voice coaxing his guardian into the store

"Iruka-nii!!" He calls, "Kakashi-san has something say to you!" Kakashi looks 100% anxious and embarrassed to be there and he's holding a potted plant.

The man Kakashi looks awfully anxious to be here, probably because of Narutoxs nagging. He bows a great degree and apologises for his behaviour the other day, presenting the flower as a gift. Iruka, he asks if it was a bribe.

Kakashi looks close to sputtering or walking away in a huff at the very accusation. Naruto just simply nods, "yes." Iruka starts laughing at that and accepts the plant, "thank you for the bribe then!"

So after that it's sorta smooth sailing between them. A couple times Iruka finds Naruto hiding in the alley and ushering him inside to wait out the negative feelings. It gets so accustomed Naruto starts to walk on in, announcing to the shop that Kakashi is a turd.

Kakashi tends to collect Naruto around closing time and is usually annoyed with Iruka when he feeds him (usually cup ramen or cookies) and one night he catches them just before they start boiling ymtge water "You're coming with me." He says to Iruka, "You're getting a good meal" 10:30 PM · Jan 24, 2018

#bogs' muttering #the great naruto twitter to tumblr transfer #naruto #kakairu

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kayssweetdreams · 2 years ago

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A Wonderous Christmas Ch 15

Meanwhile, Back in Timeville...

Walt gave a sadistic smile as he watched the entire town freeze over. All of Timeville seemed to have scurried for cover under the darkened winter. "Oh how I love the snow during the holidays!" He squealed. His family watched uncomfortably as he skipped like a kid in a candy store. "Walt dear? How long is this winter going to last?" Wilma asked. "Just until one of those pathetic Brunos comes out, and gets that book to stop it." Walt reminded.

"Yeah. And how exactly are we gonna know when they do that?" She asked, shivering in the snow. "When one of them finds a way to make the sun shine, or make the flower bloom. " Walt said, as if he was stating a fact. "Well. It better happen sooner or later. Or else I'm heading over to the Bahamas." Wilma said.

Walt rolled his eyes at her before he gazed back out at the frozen over town, he just needed to wait...

Meanwhile, Back with Team Flora in Wonderworld...

The 4 inhabitants searched for the Flora of Love around the combined stages. Cass checked a clock themed teacup rids while Bruce tapped around some rather technological snowflakes. "Maybe we're thinking about this to much. Maybe we're looking for a flower!" Cass said, trying to encourage the others. "Yes, but none of our stages are really flower centered..." Iben said.

The others knew Iben had a point. Bruce's trash covered temple didn't have many plants other than the vines and foilage, and the only flowers made from Iben's stage were those carved of Ice and Snow. Cass' stage had sweets popping around her world, and the closest thing that Attilio had to flora, was the roses he wanted to gift to Princess Merry.

Bruce gave a comforting pat on Iben's shoulder. "Chin up dearie. We'll find the Flora and stop the winter." He said. Iben smiled at her surrogate grandfather. When she was in the hospital getting ready to give birth to Lila, Phil had helped Bruce clean up the Timeville park. After that day, the old man was practically like family to her.

Cass and Attilio smiled at them. They too felt their moments of love. Cass when she realized her kitten was safe, and Attilio when he finally confessed and had gotten the hand of Princess Merry. A clattering sound got their attention, and to their surprise, a large top hat that sat on a kitten plush had fallen off of its head...and started talking in Balan's voice.

"Iben or Bruce? Attilio or Cass? Can you hear me young sir or Lass?" It asked. Attilio picked up the fallen top hat. "Balan! It's good to hear your voice! We're having a little trouble finding the Flora of Love." He said. "You are? Well that's no good. I wish I can be there, I really could. But don't fret! It's not over yet!" Balan said

"Do you think you can find some kind of info on what the Flora of Love is?" Iben asked. "Of course, just a moment please. Soon you'll be able to find that flower with ease." The maestro said before his voice was no longer heard. The group looked at each other while they waited "Well, Maybe we should keep looking? I mean, we haven't searched the entire world yet..." Attilio said. "We might as well, at least until Balan finds some more info about the flower." Bruce said.

The group nodded before they began their search once more.

Meanwhile, Back in the Theater...

The families and friends of the inhabitants and Wonder Stars all gathered in a large sitting area in the theater. A roaring fire kept them all warm from the darkened snow outside, but that didn't mean that spirits were high.

Nancy Gallard, Lin Lin Chang, and Elieen Brand all worriedly gazed outside, and back to the theater curtain, hoping to see their loved ones come out. Miguel Gallard stood up and comforted his mom "Hey Mama, it's gonna be alright. It'll be fine!" He said, hoping to get her to stop looking so worried.

"Hey, on the bright side! We have an endless amount of food!" Bianca Suresh pointed out as Catilin walked out with a tray of fully decorated Gingerbread cookies. "Erm...Maybe you should calm down a little Catilin, you've made a lot..." Alice said, watching as she sped back into the kitchen, and pipe nervously at a very large cake. "Nope, We gotta have food. At least while the ovens hot. And besides! Who doesn't love sweets!" She said, jitters in her voice.

Arwen walked in, trying to comfort his wife "If you're worried about Kaylo and the others, don't worry. This is Wonderworld, the place watched over by two ultra powerful maestros with reality bending powers. They're perfectly safe." He said, grasping the hand she was piping icing out of.

Catilin shook her head. "That's not the part I'm worried about." She said. Arwen and Alice raised an eyebrow at what she said, when she lead them over back to the entrance of the theater...

And to their horror, it was beginning to freeze over...

The Keller family belongs to @lovelyteng

Miguel, Nancy, Lin Lin, Elieen, and Bianca belong to @sundove88

#Balan Wonderworld #Balan #Lance #Leo Craig #Emma Cole #Jose Gallard #Fiona Demetria #Yuri Brand #Haoyu Chang #Sana Hudson #Cass Milligan #Cal Suresh #Iben Bia #Attilio Caccini #Lucy Wong #Eis Glover #Bruce Stone

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rosewendybros · 6 months ago

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Mario and Luigi: OvenBreak Adventure

Chapter 2: The Observation

Meanwhile, in a dark, barren, desolate land, with lava and fire everywhere, at the valley, laid a castle, home to the Mushroom Kingdom’s oldest nemesis: Bowser! Bowser of the Bowser Kingdom. Unlike the brimming and bustling cities of the Mushroom Kingdom, the Bowser Kingdom was a place of terrible sorrow. Unlike blooming flowers, there was burning fire, unlike lush water, there was scalding lava, and unlike the bright virtue of the Mushroom Kingdom, there was pure evil. All the people there were a part of Bowser’s Koopa Troop, Bowser’s army of Koopas, Goombas, Shy Guys—you name it, he has them all.

Bowser’s private army, the Koopa Corp, had just completed their mission on spying on the Mushroom Kingdom, and they were heading back to deliver the news.

“King Bowser, your Chicanerousness, we’ve come back with the latest news.” The Koopa Corps leader, Corporal Koopa announced to Bowser with authority. “Security is loose for now, so we should be able to sneak in without being detected.”

“Heheheh… you fail to disappoint me.” Bowser said. “I’m giving you guys a raise!”

“Thank you, King.” Corporal Koopa said.

Meanwhile, back at Peach’s Castle, there was an investigation going on at the castle sewers. Mario and Luigi showed the ruler, Princess Peach, the pipe they saw earlier.

“This pipe…” observed Peach. “I’ve never seen anything quite like it…”

“No kidding.” Luigi said. “I wonder what’s inside.”

“Not sure…” Mario said. “I don’t know if anyone has ever been inside of it…”

Mario decided to step forward a little, and peek inside the pipe, when suddenly…

“Well, well, well… lookie here…” a voice said from behind the group. Standing there, was Bowser, with a devilish grin.

“BOWSER?!” the group cried out in question.

“That’s right, bozos!” Bowser said. “I’m here! I heard about you guys lowering your security, so now, it’s our chance!”

“Not on our watch!” Mario jumped in front of Bowser.

“You guys again!?” Bowser was surprised. “Ugh… it always has to start like this…”

“That’s how the cookie crumbles!” Mario joked.

“FINE! I’ll let you have this one.” Bowser said.

“Are you saying I win?” Mario asked.

“Yes...” Bowser said. “Have at me.”

“Very well.” Mario said, before he jumped high, and stomped on Bowser, defeating him.

“Wow... that was way too easy!” Luigi said.

However, what Mario didn’t realize was that the automatic win for him was a trick, as when the group started celebrating, Bowser said, “Hey bozo!”

“Huh?” Mario said.

“HOT POTATO!” Bowser called out. He pulled a lit Bob-omb out of his spiked shell and tossed it at him.

“EEK!” Mario shouted, and ducked, successfully dodging the bomb. “Nice try, slim.” He said, after.

“Wait for it…” Bowser said.

The bomb went into the pipe, and exploded, causing a massive interdimensional collapse inside the pipe, which started pulling the group, and Bowser inside.

“Wha-!? What’s happening?” Mario worried.

“It’s an interdimensional collapse!” Luigi shrieked. “We’re being pulled in!”

The pipe started sucking in everything in its vacuum. From blocks, to bricks, to other pipes, and even the group standing near it.

Mario was the last sucked inside the pipe. Inside the pipe was a current that was pulling Mario by force. Up ahead, he saw his brother and the others being pulled alongst the current. Reacting fast, Mario grabbed his brother’s hand, who grabbed Peach’s hand, who grabbed Bowser’s hand as well.

“I got you guys!” Mario said. “Just hang on!”

They managed to hold on for a few, but the force became too much. Soon, they let go, and a fork in the current separated them. Mario, Luigi, Peach, and the rest were all separated from each other. Finally, he was pulled into a charcoal black pipe, and he got sent inside. It seemed like the end… or was it?

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piedpiperart · 2 years ago

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“Look, Danny, you can’t keep breaking into crime scenes,” Nightwing scolds,”Especially not with a vape, and I don’t want to have to tell you this again.”

“Then stop telling me,” Danny pouts,”It’s not like I’m gonna listen to you this time either.”

Grumbling, Nightwing pockets the vape, much to Danny’s annoyance. He mutters something about bees before looking back to Danny with a frown. “No more crime scenes, no more drugs. It’s way too late for you to be out here on your own, kid.”

“Technically it’s early, since it’s like 2am,”Danny corrects,”And who else is gonna solve Charlene’s murder?”

“I’m trying to, but some kids been distracting me,” Nightwing mutters, giving Danny a look.

“Sucks for you,”Danny smiles, crossing his arms. “But seriously, she says her husband killed her with the flower vase she got from her grandma. His alibi lied and you find his dna on a beer bottle in the living room where he’d been drinking all night. Now can I have my vape back?”

“No,” Nightwing says, not missing a beat. “Thanks for the tip, but you shouldn’t be out here, even if the ghosts want you to.”

“It’s not like anyone else can hear them,” Danny rolled his eyes. “What if I need it for chronic pain?”

Nightwing raised an eyebrow, making his mask warp with the movement.”Do you have chronic pain?”

“… yes?” Danny lies, putting his best puppy dog eyes on. Nightwing gives him a deadpan look, unyielding on giving drugs to nine year olds, unfortunately.

“I can’t even believe we’re having this conversation,” The vigilante grumbles,”Alright, where do you live, I’m taking you home,” Nightwing says, shooing the kid away from the dead body in the dining room.

Danny glares at him as he dodges Nightwings floppy hands. “Charlene says I can have a cookie from the kitchen though, can we get some first?”

“This is a crime scene, Danny.”

“Yeah, so no one’s gonna eat em,” Danny points out, and Nightwing feels like this is what Bruce has had to deal with for years.

“How about this, I’ll take you to Batburger and you can have as much food as you want,” Nightwing bargains, and Danny lights up at the prospect of the kids meal toys.

“Deal.”

“And then I take you home,” Nightwing adds, and Danny groans.

“Can Charlene come?”

Nightwing pauses in his efforts to get the kid out of the house before the police show up again, wondering why Charlene’s ghost would even want to come to Batburger with them. “Uh, I guess?”

“Sweet,” Danny smiles, and Dick watches with fondness as the little kid hops down the steps to the sidewalk like a little rabbit.

When they get to Batburger, Nightwing let’s Danny order a kids meal and gets his own burger and joker-ized fries. Apparently, Charlene wanted a milkshake, so Nightwing got her a vanilla one that Danny ended up drinking.

“Okay, it’s time for bed,”Nightwing says, offering the sleepy kid a piggy back ride so he could roof-hop. “Where’s home, kiddo?”

Smooshing his face into Dicks neck, he feels Danny shrug. “Firehouse on sixth,” he says, and Dick freezes.

“Kiddo, that’s…”Dick trails off, realizing just where the little ghost detective lives. He swallows his protests and heads to the firehouse anyways. He doesn’t know the kid, not really.

Hopefully, Dick thinks, there’s someone looking after Danny at the firehouse. Maybe his parents are just going through a rough patch, he reasons. And if the Wayne foundation offers them some amenities tomorrow, then only Dick would know why.

But when they arrive on the roof, Danny’s nearly asleep, so Dick travels to the fire escape and slides into the second floor. His heart sinks when he sees the lone sleeping bag in the corner next to a pile of non perishable food. Dick purses his lips, no longer able to let the kid stay here if no one else is looking out for him.

“Thanks for the ride,”Danny mumbles sleepily, wiggling to get down but Dick keeps him there and starts walking back out. Danny freezes,”uh, Nightwing? You can put me down now.”

“Nope,”Dick says firmly. “You’re coming home with me instead and sleeping in an actual bed.”

“What?!” Danny exclaims, wiggling more until Dick gives up and holds him under his arm like a sack of potatoes. “That wasn’t part of the deal! This is kidnapping!”

“I’m not letting you stay here, Danny,” Nightwing says firmly. “Do you have anyone looking after you?”

Danny is about to protest until Nightwing adds,”Not including ghosts,”and Danny falls silent. Dick sighs,”yeah, that’s what I thought.”

“Hey, I can look after myself!”Danny protests, kicking his feet lightly as Nightwing swings them to another roof. “I’m almost ten!”

“Right,”Nightwing mutters. “Do you even go to school?” He asks, realizing he’s only ever seen Danny at crime scenes at all hours. He’d been trying to keep the kid from putting himself in danger, but the kid was surprisingly great at disappearing.

Danny scoffs, crossing his arms as best he can while still being held under Nightwings arm. “Schools boring,” He says, and Nightwing would laugh if he wasn’t so sad for the kid.

“Kay, we’ll come back to that,”Nightwing sighs, finally landing on his apartment building. “For now, you’re gonna take a bath and go straight to bed. I think some of my little brothers clothes will fit you.”

“You know I’m just gonna leav- wait,”Danny gasps. “Are you- is this your real appartment? You’re showing me where you live??”

“And my identity,”Nightwing agrees. He was pretty sure Danny could see his parents ghosts anyways. The kid was just too polite to mention it, and while Dick was grateful, he had no doubt that it would give away his identity if they ever met outside of crime scenes. And, he was surprisingly okay with Danny knowing.

“Your- your identity?!” Danny splutters, too shocked to stop Dick from hoisting Danny through the window. Still in shock, Dick plants Danny on his feet, watching the kid take in his messy apartment with wide eyes.

Dick takes advantage of this, and leans the kid to the bathroom. “I’ll bring clothes in a minute, but why don’t you take a shower, or a bath if you want,” he says, not waiting for Danny to protest before closing the door on the kid and walking to his guest room.

Feeling almost giddy with nerves, Dick does his best to find clothes that would fit the nine year old. Damian, now twelve, wouldnt be a perfect fit for Danny, but they’d be similar in size than anyone else in his family. On his way back, he smiled when he hears the shower running.

Once he dropped off the clothes, Dick hurries to get dressed in his pajamas as quickly as possible, then started on making some hot chocolate.

Danny exited the bathroom just as the cocoa was done, and Dick had to resist the urge to coo. The kid was dressed in Damian’s clothes, which were definitely a few sizes too big. The sleeves of the shirt covered his hands and the pants covered his feet entirely. Dick was a bit worried he’d trip on them. He almost offered to roll them up when he caught the look on Danny’s face.

“What?”Dick asked as the kid continued to stare.

“Oh my god,” Danny said absently,”You’re Nightwing. Why- you- you know I could tell people, right? Why would you trust me with this?”

Dick just shrugged, smiling into his cocoa as Danny threw his over-sleeved arms into the air. “Geez, are all the heroes like this? You also shouldn’t kidnap kids. I hope you know that.”

“It’s not kidnapping,”Dick protests, handing the kid his cocoa as he sits across from him on the counter.

“So I can leave?”Danny raises an eyebrow. He smiles wryly at Dick’s silence. “Totally a kidnapping.”

“Well, now that you know where I live and what I look like, you should probably know my name,”Dick says, ignoring Danny entirely.

Danny sighs dramatically, then glances to his left. Dick tries to follow him but sees nothing there. Suddenly, Danny blurts,”You go by Dick on purpose??”

Dick laughs, assuming a ghost told him. While he’d normally be unnerved by that, he’d been around the kid enough to get used to it. Besides, if the kid was staying here he’d need support, especially with his ghostly powers. “Yeah, it’s what my parents nicknamed me.”

Danny grumbles a bit, but Dick notices he’d been visibly dropping from exhaustion. “Alright, time for bed kiddo, we can talk more in the morning over pancakes.”

“You know how to cook?”Danny yawned, and Dick would be offended that the kid guessed he couldn’t if that wasn’t true. He was planning to video chat Alfred for advice.

“Of course,” Dick lied, picking up the kid and carrying him to the guest room, much to Danny’s protesting. Dick felt the kid relax against him though, which warmed his heart. “Now get some sleep. No talking to ghosts, no crime scenes, no drugs.”

“I don’t think vape counts,” Danny protests sleepily, but snuggles into the blankets anyways. He’s out before Dick could finish tucking him in, and Dick runs his hand through Danny’s damp hair.

The panic would definitely hit him in a few minutes, but right now he couldn’t bring himself to regret kidnapping the kid. After reluctantly working with the little ghostbuster for the past five months, he’d grown attached. He’d be lying if he hadn’t thought about adopting the kid before today.

Dick just hoped his family wouldn’t freak out too much.

"Probably because they don't have a grave," Danny said, pulling out his vape. "Final resting places are--HEY!"

Nightwing held the pilfered vape above his head. "Where did you get this?" he asked, scandalized.

Danny jumped for it, but Nightwing was too tall! Even at 5'7 he'd have to use his powers to reach the vape; he had no chance as a 9 year old. "We're in Gotham! You're lucky I didn't get cocaine instead!"

#dick ends up adopting Danny #then he realizes Danny has a bit more ghostly quirks #the whole family loves Danny and spoils the heck out of him #Bruce probably cries when he finds out he’s a grandpa #dick doesn’t tell them about Dannys ghost powers and just lets them figure it out on their own #Danny also has to go to school #he probably gets a lot of teachers who don’t tolerate when he talks to air (ghosts) but dick is a good parent and supports Danny #damian and Danny end up at many crime scenes and it drives dick crazy #maybe Danny ends up as Robin? damian gets to pass it on once he grows out of it #dick is happy for him and proud of Danny #ghost Robin #Danny probably bonds with Jason too #dick is jealous Danny likes Jason more #he’s less jealous when he sees Danny pull toxic sludge out of Jason’s chest #de aged #smol danny #dp x dc #dc x dp prompt #deaged danny fenton

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thesupernaturalhouse · 2 years ago

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Designs and some funfacts about my oc Violet(in the WF au)

Violet is a former heaven angle who left for multiple reasons, including finding out about the FFM burning incident. She's 3x immortal, the peach, Elixir/wine, and having her name erased from the book of the dead. Powers would include: breathing underwater, immune to fire and poison, flying(she has wings), incredibly fast reflexes, more speed and strength, and she can speed up the growing process of plants(Specifically flowers and fruit). Her choice of weapons would be mainly explosives and long ranged weapons; bit she does have a staff with a sharp blade at the end

She like the sray collector, but children wise!....seriously half the kids she has she picked uo from the streets and just took them home- she has a whole bunch of Immortality alcohol and carries a flask of it on her person. She downst take training lightly and won't go easy on you....unless she's actually hurting you and your close to her. A very stubborn person and a tough cookie to crack, her defenses are almost always up and she doesn't trust easily. Besides that though she'll gladly help anyone who needs it, sometimes forcefully. A chaotic, protective, mom figure at best and a defensive, willing to kill, soldier at worst.

Shes 6'2, AroAce, She/Her, and is dyslexic; though noboImmortal peach

And the immortal elixir winedy ever taught her how to read anyways, as they gave up after the first 3 tries because she "wasn't tying"

For her looks she has short purple hair, brown skin, dark blue eyes and white wings. She wears a black top and pants, with a belt that has most of her weapons, and bracelets.

Shes about 15 thousand years old in immortal years so aboutttt 600 human years but physically 35 years, older then Wukong and Mac

Side note: yes she knows NeZha but absolutely refused to train him because "thats a fucking CHILD!" And so they don't see eachtoher much....until later on in the book series when Macaque grabs the boy, proclaims him as his kid and now she's his grandma-

.....she may or may not have passed down the picking up stray children thing to Macaque.....

Another side not: from what I know Zísè means violet in Chinese so, for now that's gonna be her name(in chinese) and by that I Mena, lime Macauqes name is Luier Mihou in chinese but in English we call him the six-eared Macaque or how Meis name is Xiaojiao in chinese so, yeah, just for fun and stuff

#wild fruits au #lmk wild fruits #lego monke kid au #lmk #lego monke kid #Violet

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little-mouse-gardens · 2 years ago

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Tsym for tagging me @mijune !

Tagging : @aninkwellofnectar, @awordchemist, @anechomirrored, @angelasscribbles, @angelswing236, @rustickettle, @regalserpent, @writingmoth, @space-cadead

my words are : wood, fire, cleanse, rain, snow

your words are; doctor, pony, staircase, earthflax, wolf

🐯= The great beasts (jttw, monkie kid)

🦊= The Grimwood kids (The owl house)

🦋= Bluebottle Manor (Undertale + Undertale Au's)

🐭= Dearest, you said? (Encanto)

🦋wood🦋

grabbing a few of the logs from around the back of the house, daisy quickly and quietly made her way back into the kitchen.

The large skeleton, who she decided to nickname teddy since it was the only name he had responded to so far, quietly trailing behind her.

sitting the logs down in the wood stove and lighting it, daisy shut the tiny door back and faced their new guest.

looking at him in the lighting, daisy just now realized how tall he was.

he was a bit intimidating to say the least.

The skeleton practically dwarfed her in size. her head only coming up to his chest and his hands capable of covering her entire face if wished to and his maroon tinted eye light, his working one, remained sharp and small like a cat looking for its prey.

he looked just like the other sanses that had come here, all except for the jagged hole in his skull and a hell of a lot taller.

however, that wasn't what was bothering her. in fact, she was more concerned about his drenched clothes and the rainwater soaking the kitchen tiles.

"Now that I've got a fire going for you" daisy said, a hint of anxiety in her voice "l-let's see if we can find you some dry clothes to change into and get you feed! does that sound nice?"

the skeleton didn't say anything to her. only giving a small nod in reply.

"......I'm going to take that as a yes then!" she said, walking towards the entrance of their large living room "if you would follow me, please?"

🐯fire🐯

even with the heat of the summer air with the fire in the kitchen roaring and making the kitchen almost unbearable to be in, Chuntao was still working in the kitchen.

preparing lunch for everyone. a smile on her face as she rolled dough, cut up fruits and grinded herbs and spices in the sweltering heat.

The monkeys resting in the trees just watched her with amazement. surprised how she wasn't miserable from the heat like they were.

most of the monkeys and residents of flower fruit mountain were gathered by the huge lake and the inside water curtain cave to cool off.

meanwhile Chuntao chose to stay in the kitchen and make some of the some of the baby monkeys a snack to help them cool off.

Chuntao paused from tending to the dumpling she was working on when she felt a familiar presence behind her.

"Good morning to you too sun" she said, preventing the monkey demon behind her from grabbing the plates of cut fruit she made for the baby monkeys playing down by the water

🦊cleanse🦊

"May I ask how a boggart got into the house? especially after I just preformed a cleanse on the house just last week?" may sighed, turning around looking at each of the kids quietly standing behind her.

luz, Quinn and felicity all looked over at Nadia and king standing in the kitchen with raised brows.

The kitchen table covered in flour, eggshells, sugar and what looked to be melted chocolate chips as they stood side by side with a plate of cookies in hand.

without saying anything, Nadia and king just looked guilty.

the way Nadia's smile strained. the darting of her eyes, not being able to look any of the directly in the eye. how her hands clenched the tray and the fact that king couldn't stop trying to hide his hands.

yeah. they did it. there was no doubt about it. their demeanor was just too obvious.

🐭rain🐭

Adoncia smiled at the sound of rain on the roof of their casa.

the pitter of patter drops hitting the roof relaxing her she continued working on the dress she was going to where for her and Bruno's date tomorrow.

having some of the stuffed animals and wooden carvings she made bring her thread, her book of color swatches and snacks when she needed them.

Adoncia still couldn't believe it. she excited yet she was still in a state of shock and disbelief.

she had been listening in on the conversation from her balcony, hidden behind the curtains.

his words echoed in her mind.

'I love her senora. I love her more than anything. more than the very air I breath and I wish for your permission to court her!'

a small blush made its way onto her cheeks as she added a new spool of thread to her sewing machine. her heart pounding in her chest and her thoughts racing through her head as she tried to process everything.

🦋snow🦋

The snow had just fallen on the ground. bathing the earth in fluffy white. The Christmas lights were being brought out and the air was cold and frigid.

which meant one thing and one thing only.

homemade candy

treats that daisy always made in the winter that everyone enjoyed. something they helped her make, not just because it was fun but because of the quality time the friends got to spend together.

this year would be extra special, because of they would be trying to share this tradition with their new friends and residents.

Find the Word

Thanks for tagging me @genesiswriting !

My words were: Peace, Wait, Stay, Plead, Cherish

Tagging: @elijahrichardwrites @verba-writing @little-mouse-gardens @sentfromwolves @comicgoblinart @writingforevren @kayedium-writes @regalserpent

Your Words Are: wood, fire, cleanse, rain, snow

These are from my paranormal fantasy AVOF!

Peace

“And who’s in my bed is my decision.” “No. Not when you’re breaking the Treaty. This could destroy the whole pack.” Helio's throat burns. Because there’s truth behind the insults. The Order already knows about this. At any time, they could swoop in and deem the Treaty null and void—that means they could make peace with the pack by expelling (or executing) the perpetrator, or they could wipe out the pack for violation.

Wait

Danny’s caressing a stranger in the backroom when he smells the younger vampire enter his club. But he doesn’t emerge until he’s finished. Whatever news or scolding Aldrich has come to complain about this time can wait a few more minutes.

Stay

Aldrich nods. “Just try to take care of yourself? And stay away from that dog if you can.” Danny’s brow furrows at the term dog. “No promises.”

Plead

Danny shakes his head, the smirk vanishing. “Too dangerous.” “More dangerous than setting the Clément’s mansion on fire?” His eyes meet hers again, amused. “Equally as dangerous.” Still, he gives her nothing. She reaches out and tugs his sleeve, channeling the pleading eyes that used to work on her father. Danny sighs, something contemplating behind his eyes.

Cherish - Nothing!!

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(Ask to be added or removed!)

#tag game #find the word game #writing community #wip : the great beasts #wip : the grimwood kids #wip : bluebottle manor #wip: dearest #jttw ocs #monkie kid ocs #toh fanfic #toh ocs #toh #undertale ocs #undertale aus #undertale fic #encanto ocs #encanto fanfic #snippets

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luimagines · 2 years ago

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The Chain Tries to Lie

Masterlist

This is the second place prize for the 500 follower Raffle! @himurakenshin25 had asked for an expansion of The Chain and their attempts to lie which you can read right here.

Content under the cut!

Warrior

“Yes, thank you sir. Thank you and come again soon.” The merchant smiles with a greasy and unsettling grin.

“Of course my good man!” Warrior smiles with a little more genuine feeling. “When we come back, we know the place to go.”

You don’t know how he can be so calm. Between subtle comments and jabs at your relationship, there was a little voice telling you that he either thought less of you or was hitting on you directly and you weren’t sure which was worse. Warrior seeming as right as rain made you feel like you were the crazy one.

The door shuts behind you and Warrior instant drops into a sneer. “I hated that guy. We’re never going there again.”

The look was so venomous that you got whiplash. “What?”

“Are you ok?” He asks you instead. “I’m sorry you had to put up with him for so long. I thought I was about to punch that guy.”

“But you- He- But what about-?”

Warrior tilts his head with a questioning look. “You ok?”

You feel like your whole brain is restarting. “How much of that was a lie?”

“Try all of it.” Warrior hands you the goods.

Hyrule

“Hyrule, did you eat the last of the cookies?” It was a simple question and you wanted a simple answer. You had made those the day before. It should have technically lasted the rest of the week and yet- they’re gone

“Nope.” The boy replies. He doesn’t so much spare you a glance.

You’re not doing this. “Really? I asked Wind and he said that you did it.”

“Weird.” He still doesn’t look up. “Maybe he ate the last of them and is lying.”

You deadpan. “U-huh. It’s not like he’s the worst liar out of the whole group.”

Hyrule shrugs. “Could happen.”

“Link, look at me.”

Hyrule looks at you at last, face serious and borderline annoyed. “I’m telling you I didn’t do it.”

There are cookie crumbs on his cheek.

It’s such a ridiculous look that you can’t even be remotely mad. At least they didn’t go to waste.

You step forward and wipe them off with your finger. “Yeah? What’s this?”

Hyrule blushes a bit and coughs into shoulder. “Bread, probably. I didn’t notice that.”

You deadpan further. “Mhm…Weird. I wonder how it got there.”

You both stare into each other. “Admit it, Traveler. You’re caught.”

“Never.”

Time

“So after fighting on the moon I saw the stars fall from the heavens in a glorious display of fire and ice. It was beautiful. From there it was only a matter of time until the giants came and fixed the whole issue.” Time finished his story, a strange, borderline mischievous smile on his face.

You stared at him with incredulity. “...Some of that did not happen.”

“Maybe.”

“Which parts?”

“Guess.”

You growled and stared at his face. His smile only grew as the seconds passed. “I hate that I can’t figure out your stupid poker face.”

He snorts.

“The giants. You’re lying about the giants.”

“Guess again.” He smirks and leans back and laces his hands on top of his lap. “That really happened. There were four of them. Tall and red, mostly leg and arm rather than body.”

You frown and stick your tongue out at him. “I don’t believe you. What’s supposed to be the lie then?”

“The stars didn’t fall from the sky.”

“Are you kidding me?! That’s the most believable one!” You cry out in frustration. “I don’t like this game. I lose every time. I’m not playing with you any more.”

Time just laughs.

Legend

Legend was staring into the distance, not watching where he was going. He’s been weird since you came back from the beach you’ve been dumped on. Something, something about a flower and a girl and that was it.

“You ok, Veteran?” You poked his shoulder. He seemed to snap back into himself.

“What?”

“You’re acting a bit off. Something on your mind.”

“I’m fine. I’m just thinking. Nothing to worry about. I’m right as rain.”

You don’t buy it. “Then what was up with the flower? You didn’t want to look away from it… which.. You know… Isn’t the weirdest thing I’ve seen any of you do but it’s also a bit concerning. I wouldn’t have expected that from you.”

“It was a pretty flower.”

“Enough to nearly make you cry? I thought someone was murdered. You looked devastated.”

He starts walking faster. “Don’t worry about it.”

You pause, watching him move ahead of you for a moment before you jog to catch up with him. “I’m going to worry about it.”

“You shouldn’t.”

“I’m going to.” You poke his shoulder again. “Did it remind you of someone?”

“Nope. It didn’t. I have everything under control.”

You don’t believe that.

Twilight

“Twilight, did you take my pencil?”

“Twilight, do you know where Wolfie went?”

“Twilight, do you have a girlfriend?”

“Nope.”

“He went left. He started chasing a rabbit.”

“I am currently single.”

“How do I look in this?” You spin for a little flourish. Twilight has to actually pause before he answers. His face gives nothing away but since he always seems to have an answer for everything, you already know what he thinks

“It’s hideous.”.

“I didn’t say that.”

“It’s ugly.” You groan. “I’m returning it then.”

“No… no no no… You look good. Great, even.” He tries to save it. “Literally left me speechless. Wow. Took my breath away. It’s…. Good.”

You deadpan and hang your head in defeat. “You hate it.”

Twilight’s voice gets gravely as he forces out the next words. “I love it. It’s the best thing you own.”

“I’m cleaning it with fire.” You turn around and begin to leave. “You’re horrible at this.”

“You sprung it up on me!” He defends.

“So you do hate it!” You spin back and point in his face. Twilight freezes in his tracks. “...No?”

“Is that a question or a statement?”

“Yes.”

“I am disowning you, Link.”

Wild

“Wild.. what happened to Legend?” You point to the boy in question. “Why is his hair pink? Wasn’t he traveling with you?”

Wild doesn’t even bother looking from the pot as he chops carrots into it. “I accidentally dropped a health potion into his hair and it stained. I bet he would just to suck on his hair for the magic to kick in though so I guess he’s covered for now… Literally…”

“How on earth did you manage that?” You raise an eyebrow. “Was it the whole thing?”

“Well, no.” He shrugs and drops the last of the carrot into the pot. He works on some fish next. “But then we tried to wash it and it spread, that’s why it’s pink and not red.”

You stare harder but he gives nothing away. “O-kay…. What about your sword then? What happened to that?”

He coughs and drops the fish into the stew. “Uhhh….. I broke it.”

You can feel Four vibrating within the parameters of the camp. “…How?”

“It broke.” He says as he bites his lip. His cheeks slowly get a bit more pink. “I hit it too hard.”

“On what?”

“A rock.”

“Why?”

“....Heat of the moment.”

Four

“And then this huge wave came and nearly broke the entire boat!” Four jumped up and opened his arms frantically to convey the size to the best of his ability

“Woah!! So cool!” Wind grinned

“I was only saved because I had a life raft that I was able to enlarge to a raft.”

“How’d you do that?”

“A special spell that a friend taught me.” Four grinned.

“Huh, I thought you said you caught the legs of a bird. You told me this story three days ago, remember?” Wild raised an eyebrow.

“It.. happened more than once to be honest. This was a different time.” Four said confidently.

“Oh?” You joined in, sliding into the conversation. “When it was my turn to hear it you said that you weren’t on a boat. It was a giant mushroom.”

Four slowly begins to pale.

“And the only way for you to get it to move was to jump on the side of the mushroom that you want to sail in.” You lean forward and get close to his face. “So which one is it?”

Legend tilts his head in the direction of the conversation. “It’s none of them.”

Four pouts. “Thanks.”

Sky

“How did this happen?” You look at the frankly destroyed book by your feet. Its pages were scattered all around the camp. The contents of the book were frankly hidden and its pages mostly blank but that doesn’t change the fact that it was your book.

Sky stands next to you with his hand pressed tightly against his mouth. “I don’t have a clue.”

You whine and turn to look at Sky. “But you were here the whole time, right? Surely, you saw something, right?”

“No. Sorry.” Sky sinks down into himself.

You press harder. “Did you hear anything? Is anything destroyed? I don’t understand how it’s just this book! Man, I was planning on using that, you know? We’re days from a town. Where am I going to get a new journal?”

Sky bites his lip and kicks the ground. He’s gone a bit red in the face with shame. “I’m sure we can figure it out. Next time we’re in town we can get you more than one to compensate for the loss.”

“Link.” You say. The name makes his face deepen in color. “You’re not telling me something.”

Sky avoids eye contact. “It was Wolfie.”

“You liar.”

Wind

“I didn’t do it!” Wind yells.

“Uh-huh.” You cross your arms. “So the spiders just appeared in my bed roll?”

“I don’t know how but why do you suspect me?” Wind pouts, tensing in on himself. “I’m telling you, I didn’t do it.”

“So this isn’t your bag?” You hold up a familiar looking pouch.

Wind makes a strange face. He’s trying to stay angry and mad and frustrated about not being believed. But his poker face leaves much to be desired. There’s a moment of silence as he tries to steel himself and his nerves. He stares harder at it. If it could burst into flames at that moment, he would have been able to make it happen. “It’s not my bag.”

“This is not your bag?” You reiterate.

“Nope.”

You’re not even mad. You’re just tired and ready to end the day. You look up to the nearest Link, which so happens to be Warrior and deadpan. “Captain, whose bag is this?”

“The Sailor’s.” He replies easily.

“It is not!” Wind doubles down.

“He had it tied around his belt.” Four pipes up, not looking up from where he was cleaning the sword.

Wind frowns. “That’s not fair.”

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #are they short?#yes #could I have gone a bit longer with some of them?#absolutely #did I want this to be longer than the first place prize?#nope #they get cut #sorry boys

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