#you can't put him in a safety bubble saying he didn't want this if all he can do is stay passive

[kitespark]

sorry to all of you white middle aged man lovers out there but shane madej subtly shifting the blame with the whole 'steven, talk about money' feels like a pathetic way to salvage the hip leftist uncle persona he's got going on and you all are waiting for him to return to your embrace like some prodigal son who was forced and didn't go on his own accord

[pressureplus]

Sebastian Solace Kissing Headcannons

Warnings: N/A

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• No, he does not taste like fish, Yes I know you've giggled about that at least once so I may as well knock it out of the way

• Considering he's been confirmed to smoke and it's safe to say he eats from the vending machines pretty consistently, he usually tastes like cigarettes and chips

• Occasionally, he may taste like other snack foods, namely: Chocolate, Peanuts, Hard Candy, and those weird prepackaged vanilla cookies

• At first he didn't want to kiss you at all, even when you two got your confessions out

• His mouth is so inhuman and sharp, with rows of shark-like teeth... It made him really nervous about kissing you for a long time

• What if seeing it up close made you not like him very much anymore? What if it just doesn't feel right to you? He'd rather avoid making you uncomfortable like that

• There's only so much defensive sarcasm and passive aggression can do for you, and it isn't gonna fix heartbreak

• Makes fun of you for even wanting to kiss him, have you SEEN him??

• Will accuse you of having a thing for fish 💀

• You're going to have to kiss him first, he isn't gonna pop that safety bubble himself

• That first time, his whole body locks up, breath held for the long moment it takes for him to process what's actually happening

• He relaxes slowly into actually kissing back, that familiar wall coming down

• After this, he'll start initiating them

• At first it's these stiff little pecks on the cheek and corner of your mouth, but he quickly gets a taste for you

• When he starts kissing you directly, he gets hungry for it, starting to sneak them in any time he can find

• The kisses get longer and slower and easier for him, humming into every one of them so affectionately

• He's needed the touch for years, so naturally he's going to have his hands on you the whole time. Yes, all three of them.

• Likes to pick you up, means you can't get away when he goes to tease you about wanting to kiss such a scary thing like him

• Absolutely gives you little snake kisses, his tongue flicks out at you a lot when he's giving you smaller kisses

• That mean ass mouth doesn't get any nicer, but at least you get kisses for putting up with it

• He's going to nip and nibble at you too, overall getting really comfortable with the mouth affection

• He does this all the time, too, and most enjoys bothering you while you're trying to work by sneaking up and biting your neck

• Seriously tho, how is he so quiet?? He's huge???

• Oops, hickeys! He's too pleased with leaving marks not to ❤️

[ozzy-boy]

Hii! Volks, Scale and Cole's reaction (separately) if someone calls their s/o ugly?

Volks:

-Volks doesn't do social media. He doesn't have any and he doesn't look at it either.

-He finds the whole thing kind of ridiculous anyway- why would you care what strangers online have to say? You show him cute videos of dogs sometimes though, so he figures it can't all be bad.

-When Volks notices that you're a little downtrodden, he doesn't suspect that social media would be the cause.

-You brush him off and say that it's stupid when he asks what's wrong, which immediately rubs him the wrong way.

-He's your boyfriend- he doesn't care if it's stupid, if something is bothering you, he wants to know.

-If you keep trying to avoid it he'll end up putting his forehead against yours and staring into your eyes until you say it.

-You eventually give in and admit that someone called you ugly under one of the new pictures you posted.

-Normally Volks would probably agree that it's stupid to be upset over a stranger's opinion, but that kind of thing doesn't bother him. You're more sensitive than he is though. (unbothered king)

-He assures you it isn't true and is extra sweet for a while to make you feel better. He also goes on your phone later and deletes any comments that aren't compliments (even if it takes him a while to figure out how bc he's an old man with technology 💀)

Scale:

-Scale isn't huge on social media either, but he makes accounts so he can like your posts and so you can send him things.

-Honestly if he didn't have the whole 'assassin secret identity' thing going on, he'd probably post stuff about his workout routine. He's fine just sending those videos to you, though ;)

-He likes to go to your insta and look at your pictures when he's having a rough day with training, just as a little pick-me-up.

-Though, today he notices a comment under your most recent post.

-Immediately confused. ("Huh?")

-Refreshing the page constantly, as if expecting it to be a mistake. ("Who?")

-You? Ugly??? ("What?????")

-Genuinely dumbfounded. He's never heard something so ridiculous in his life.

-You're equally confused a few hours later when you log on and see your boyfriend getting in an online slapfight with a random person under your post.

-It's very endearing that Scale is so willing to go to bat and defend you but you're gonna have to give him a lesson in online safety and teach him how to block people that make him angry and move on -_-

Cole:

-Cole is your number 1 fan he has all your accounts on notification. He is your first like on every post.

-He kind of hates that your pictures are online for anyone to see but he deals with it. He has his own collection of pictures to admire but he often refreshes your pages to see what you're up to.

-While you're out together one day you decide to take a quick photo and post it since you're feeling cute.

-It's not until a while later that Cole watches you check your phone, only for a sad look to pass over your features. He quickly investigates, and finds a bubbling anger rising in his chest when he finds that someone's insulted you.

-'I have to kill this guy right fucking now-'

-'No, no, calm down Cole. You need to keep your cool in front of Marshmallow.'

-'Wait a second, they look sad. I'm going to kill-'

-Cole does a few deep breathing exercises, gets his head on straight and repeatedly tells himself that he can't run off to track down an internet stranger while you're sad.

-"My darling, have I told you how wonderful you look today...?"

-He spends the next several hours spoiling and complimenting as much as you'll allow.

-After all, you need no one else but him.

[mismatched-sockss]

Don't make me the villain

» Pairing: Emily Prentiss x (unsub!)gn!Reader » Word count: 1,3k » Warnings: NOT kinky but still 18+ only, MDNI since it is for the bingo, angst with no happy ending, established relationship, implications to sexual assault by multiple men (happened to reader, NO details, only vague mentions), murder, guns and gun shots, blood, death, pet names (baby); no use of pronouns or anything indicating reader's gender; pls let me know if i missed something!; barely proofread; » A/N: this is so not what i had planned - neither for both bingo fields nor is this the fic i actually wanted to post today, but that's okay; kind of inspired by Death of a Predator by Banshee; the next one will be smut again; enjoy? (':

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It was a sadistic twist of fate that had brought you here, you were sure. Someone upstairs was having a field day, pulling all the right strings for their own entertainment; but those strings were all kinds of wrong for you, the one on the receiving end of it.

Whenever you had imagined how your life would turn out, you would never have guessed it would end like this. Like every other person, you had wanted it all: dream job, living in a house with a picket fence together with the love of your life and your 2,5 children and maybe a dog or something.

Definitely not like this...

When you had heard the cops called the feds in after the third victim was found, you were hoping, praying, that it would be any other team than hers that would get assigned to the case.

But if any higher deity was caring about you and looking out for you, you wouldn't even be in this position in the first place. Or at least would have given you a couple more minutes before she arrived. They had barged in to the abandoned warehouse right after you bound the wrists of soon-to-be victim number four and made him kneel on the floor. You had just enough time to position yourself behind him; one hand holding the gun to his head, the other gripping deep and painfully in to his greasy hair.

Figures, that she was the one standing in front of you now, with her team fanned out to both her sides and a platoon of cops behind her. Each and every person has their gun raised, trained on you.

"Put the weapon down, baby", Emily pleads with you. "Please. You don't want to do this." Her voice sounds desperate, but still holds that special softness that is reserved for only you.

You scoff, your face twisted in a grimace of despair and anger. "I don't? Are you sure about that? Do you even know wha-", you stop yourself as tears are welling up in your eyes and a sob bubbles up in your throat, chocking you, as pieces of the memories flash in your inner eye.

"I know", Emily says pained. And of course she knows, she wouldn't have found you here if she didn't. And the cops would have done a bang-up job if not.

She removes her second hand from her gun and takes her finger from the trigger, then holds up both of her hands with open palms to show you that she doesn't mean you any harm. "I know what he did to you, what they did..." She slowly lowers her dominant hand, holstering the gun. "Let me help you. Please"

“Walk away; that's the only thing there is left to help me with.”

She takes a small step in your direction and says your name, pleading. ”You know I can't do that.”

“He's the last one”, you cry out, almost begging her to just let you do this; one last shot, one last kill.

Emily takes a second step. “And he will pay for what he has done to you.” Another small step closer. “I promise you, he will. Please, baby, give me the gun.”

A part of you is longing to be close to her, yearning for the safety she used to bring you; ready to do it and give up your weapon..But you won't, not before you did what you came here for. You sniffle and vehemently shake your head, holding her gaze. “I can't...”

When she moves to take another step, you press the barrel of the gun firmly against the guys temple and you hear him hiss. This asshole has to pay with his life, not with his time.

What happens next, happens in a matter of seconds; too fast to even make sense of it, too fast to register what is happening.

"I'm sorry...", you whisper as you let go of his hair and pull the trigger; warm blood splattering onto your face and the lifeless body of this waste of space falls to the ground in front of you.

A second gun gets fired merely a second later.

"Don't shoot!", Emily yells, but she wasn't as quick as the person whose finger had pulled the trigger on you. You don't know who it was. One of the cops? One of her team mates even?

You don't even feel the pain at first, the force of the bullet is what knocks you down. Pain shoots through your skull when your head hits the hard concrete, the fall knocking all the air out of your lungs. Your eyelids flutter as you are gasping for air.

Someone falls on their knees next to you, then you feel hands on your body and a scream leaves your lips when the person presses down on your stomach with all their strength, trying to stop the bleeding.

With all the commotion around, you can't hear what is being said to you. But when another wave of pain shoots through you, you don't even care.

"No, no, no, no", Emily mutters fast, "keep your eyes open. Stay with me, okay? Stay with me. I need a medic!"

You try to keep your eyes open, you really do. If not to try and stay awake, then to at least have Emily's face be the last thing you see before the cold darkness swallows you whole. You wish she wouldn't look at you like this – with furrowed brows, tears streaming down her cheeks, with blood, your blood, sticking to her hands –, you wish she would have a happy expression instead, with the wide smile on her lips that you love so much, the skin at the corners of her eyes wrinkling the way it does when she laughs. You wish her eyes wouldn't be glistening with fear and pain in them, but shining with love and joy.

Slowly, you vision gets more blurry and the black spots on the corners grow bigger, closing in until your sight would be taken from you. Your ears are ringing and you feel the room starting to spin. With a shaking hand you reach up and cup her cheek. You wince when you see that your fingers were bloody, so you try to wipe the blood away. But in the attempts to remove it, you instead spread it more, covering half her face.

“'m sorry”, you mumble, not even sure what you are apologizing for, there are so many reasons; the blood on her face, the both you ending up like this instead of the future you had planned with each other.

Maybe you apologize for even loving her in the first place, for confessing your feelings and asking her out all those years ago.

Maybe you apologize for leaving her, especially in such a cruel and gruesome way.

You lower your hand and place it on hers where Emily is still pressing down on your stomach. You don't even feel the pain any more. She is speaking, but you don't hear what she is saying, the ringing in your ears is too loud, drowning everything else out.

You wish you could hear her say “I love you” one last time. If you would have known it was the last time that you would hear it, you would have cherished it even more the last time she said it.

Instead you try to say it yourself, try to tell her for the last time, but before you can get even one word out, your eyes roll back and darkness washes over you.

[ancha-aus]

RealAgeAU Drabble - Parentalbond Cross

We are back on my BS and selfindulding drabble series, today we are finishing up how all the guys adopted Nightmare!

Last but not least, Cross :D

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Okay! No edits and no beta because we don't roll that way 😎😎

But more serious. slight content warning. Cross helps Nightmare bath, wash and clean his wounds and injuries. Poor baby can't take care of his own wounds that well and needs assistance from one of his four dads.

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Cross isn't feeling good. Nothing is actually wrong with him but he is nervous.

Why is he even watching Nightmare today?!

It isn't that Cross... it isn't that he doesn't like...

Cross just doesn't feel sure about this.

He just doesn't have that instinct with childcare that the others seem to have. He tried! But he can't help but keep seeing Nightmare as an adult, or old adult? Ex adult?

Even when Dust and he spoke about it. How Dust just compared it with a natural change. Cross just... can't see him as a child.

He knows it is bad. Cross tries very hard to treat him as a child and do it right but Nightmare seems to notice Cross' nervous around it.

Which helps because if Ngihtmare needs anything he just asks Dust or Killer or Horror! Which works perfectly for Cross! How bad of a caretaker is he? That even the child notices that Cross can't handle it.

Cross checks the list again, the list beign something that Dust (and Killer) had put together. Cross would feel bad about needing a list but seeing as the last time he had to babysit he skipped a step or two he knows he deserves this.

Cross nods to himself. Breakfast and lunch were both done. Nightmare had his personal reading time. Nightmare had completed the few assignments Dust had put together for him. They had gone outside for fresh air and sunlight.

Now, the point he had been dreading. Bathtime.

Cross just doesn't get why Nightmare can't do it himself. But Cross had tried that last time only to get Dust to be furious at him, at the time it had also surprised and confused both of Killer and Horror much like Cross.

Since then Dust had refused to let Cross watch over Nightmare. A few days later Killer fully accepted his role as babysitter and caretaker. Which meant that Cross just didn't need to solo babysit Nightmare again.

Which had been fine! Perfect even!

But... well... You always have days were it just doen'st go according to plan. Which leaves Cross today to do all the duties.

Cross sighs and takes out the second list. It is a long list of rules for bathtime.

You need to follow all of these steps! And I mean all of them Cross. No skipping.

Cross rolls his eye lights and reads.

Step 1. Use WARM water. And I mean WARM! If you put your hand under the faucet it should be close to burning you.

Cross turns on the faucet and holds his hand under it to measure the warmth as he continues reading.

Step 2. Fill the bath as Nightmare gets ready himself. He doesn't need help undressed unless he specifically asks. And only then! >:( Tiny boss is specific about when he wants help!

Cross nods before snorting at the extra text. Seems like that Killer also got his hands on this list.

Step 3. Use the soap in the pink bottle and put enough in it to get a few bubbles to appear. NO! USE A LOT! MORE BUBBLES! >:3 No. I am serious. Just a bit is enough.

Cross finds the pink bottle in the small basket of bath stuff that Dust had left for him. Cross knows this because there was a note on it saying 'CROSS USE THESE.'. He can't help but ready the bottle and frowns. mild soap for sensitive skin with some antibacterial effects. Cross puts in a little at first and waits. No bubbles so he puts in a little more. a few tiny bubbles appear and Cross puts the bottle back in the basket.

Step 4. Just let the bath fill up until about the midheight. Safety reasons. Yeah we know we don't need air but Nightmare's magic is fragile and if he gets under water and panicks he may not be able to make his magic shape in the way to enable him to handle no air!

Cross hums and keeps an eye on the height fo the water. Turning it off at the right time.

Step 5. Just wait until Nightmare knocks on the door that he is ready. Once he is make sure you stand with your back to the door and bathtub. Nightmare can get in himself and if he needs help he will let you know. <- This.

Cross nods and just waits. He eyes the door and knocks on it, knowing the large master bedroom is behind it. "You okay Nightmare?"

Silence before a huff "I am fine." he sounds slightly out of breath. But Cross doesn't bother to point it out. He sits next to the bathtub and looks through the basket. A pink soap bar and Cross sniffs it. It smells like citrus, the same scent that the other soap had. Mmh. He grabs some of the brushes and feels them. Very soft and hardly any resistence. Weird choise as the harder and stiffer brushes work better with cleanign between bones. Cross spots some of those brushes in the basket as well and organises those as he waits.

A knock on the door "Cross? I am ready... Is the bath okay?"

Cross gets up and takes his list as he stands with his back to the door as ordered "It is ready!" he takes the list out in front of him again as he reads the next step.

Step 6. Whatever you do. Be normal. Please be normal. Don't freak out and remain calm. No sudden movements as you go near and announce your movement and what you do. Try to make some noise as you move! I have notices that that helps!

Cross feels nervous about that but waits. He hears Nightmare shuffle in and the door close behind him. No movement for a while before light steps move towards the water. Some splashes as Nightmare gets into the tub.

More silence before "okay. I am in... I can do this myself you know..." he sounds nervous.

Cross takes a deep breath and reads the text again before he turns, making sure his feet make noise as he moves around on the tiles. A familiar clicking of bones against it. Cross sighs "I know Nightmare. But last time they got annoyed I let you do it yourself and I don't want to risk that." he slowly gets closer.

Nightmare hums as he moves the water around with his hand "Fair enough."

Cross gets to the side and feels himself freeze. His back is a mess. Open wounds nad chips of bones missing. large cracks and bones barely holding together.

Cross gulps and finds his voice "I am going to sit down now, behind you..." fuck. fuck.. This is why Dust was furious. Because these need cleaning. fuck fuck fuck.

Ngihtmare hums that he heard him and keeps playing with the water.

Cross sits on his knees behind Ngihtmare and glances at the list.

Step 7. Once you are behind Nightmare you will start with his ribs. Use the shower body scrub thing for that. I always called it the poof. I am very sure that isn't the name Killer. Well what is the name? .... That is what i thought. Use the shower body scrub and some of the soap bar. Soap it up and move slowly rib by rib. It takes time. As you do this you need to pay close attention to Nightmare. If you reach his limit he will tense up. When this happens you need to pause and give him a moment. Use this time to just clean the scrub and reapply some new soap before continuing. Ha! You sure that isn't a new step? and what call it 7B? no thanks.

Cross glanes around and sees the shower wash thing that they must have meant and were talking about. Cross isn't even sure about the name for those sponge floof things himself. He nods and speaks "I am going to get the scrub ready. You okay? water okay?"

Ngihtmare hums and shrugs. The shrug causes Cross's attention to shift from the back and mess of ribs and the horrific view of the spine to the large bruises and sores all along the clavicle. Who would do this to a child? Why would they hurt a child this badly?! He is just a babybones!

Cross has the shower floof all nice and wet and soapy and moves slowly closer "I am going to start on your ribs now... okay?" A nod is his answer and Cross gets to work. He applies almost no pressure but Nightmare still shivers. Cross moves slowly to clean some of the ribs. He keeps a close eye to make sure nothing gets stuck on the broken and wounded bones.

They are silent as Cross works as Cross is hyperaware of Nightmare and his breathing. it is slow and even. One by one the ribs get cleaned and Cross makes sure to take two breaks to enable Ngihtmare to calm down.

Cross washes out the floof as Nightmare tries to relax, poking bubbles. Cross looks back at his list.

Step 8. Once you managed to finish washing his ribs he will need a moment. Give the scrub to him, soaped up, so he can wash his own legs and pelvis. As he washes this you need to wash his skull and neck with one of the washcloths. There are no wounds there but it is easier if you do it.

No extra comments form Killer this time. Cross does as told and gives Nightmare the shower floof and Nightmare gets to work on cleaning himself without even needing instructions. Clearly already part of the routine.

Cross still gets the right washcloth wet and soaped up as he speaks "I am going to wash your neck and skull in the meantime okay?" a small nod and Cross gets to work. His hands and fingers easily finding the curves and dips as he carefully cleans the babybones. Nightmare actively relaxes as Cross takes care to clean everything.

Cross leans back and grins "There. those are done." he looks at the list.

Step 9. Now the hardest part. the spine. Nightmare knows he needs this but won't like it. But he won't fight you on it. Again, he understands this is needed. So don't even bother to tell him it will be over quickly or not suck. He hates that. For the spine and the many tiny wounds nad the larger cracks you will need to soft soft brushes, you will quickly understand what i mean. It are the softest i could find and we keep them clean and disinfected. Still, one of the two will have the soap as always. the other is to apply disinfectent at the very end. Make sure one of those two stays dry.

Cross puts one of the two soft brushes to the side and grabs the other one. He starts getting it soaped up as the speaks "I am going to start on your spine now." Nightmare immediantly grows tense and hugs himself. floof forgotten in the water. Cross feels terrible "I am sorry. I will do my best to be careful okay? Just slow and steady?"

Ngihtmare hums and nods "okay..."

Cross has the brush ready and sits nearby "Okay. I am going to put one hand on your side to help keep you steady as i do this." Another nod and Cross helps support Nightmare as he nears the spine with the brush. "I am going to start cleaning the wounds now." a very soft brush but Nightmare still shudders and whimpers in pain.

He hates this. How fucking dare they hurt a child like this? To do this and hurt him this badly? And why?! because they are idiots to think he was bad?! That a child was evil??! That a babybones was evil?!

Cross is seething but his hands are steady as he cleans the wounds and deep slashes. No wonder that they need to do this for Nightmare. Ngihtmare is shaking in pain as he cleans the wounds. Nightmare would not have the ability to do this for himself.

Eventually he manages to clean the spine and Cross puts the brush away "there! All done with that!" Nightmare still sits shaking but leans a bit deeper into the water. calming himself.

Cross grabs his list and searches quickly.

Step 10. If you get to this spot you are almost done. We are in the home stretch! Now. Next is to give him a moment to relax. JUst let him sit in the water. In the meantime you can get the scrub soaped up again for the last step.

Step 11. next is the arms and shoulders. And while sensitive they won't hurt too badly in this. Just wash it off with the soaped up scrub once Ngihtmare sits up striaghter again.

Okay. easy enough. Cross starts preparing the floof as he keeps an eye on Nightmare. Nightmare sits back up after a while and mutters "okay... arms next?"

Cross nods as his soul fills wiht pride and... and... he isnt'sure what... instead he ignores it as he speaks "indeed." Nightmare hums but holds one of his arms out, still not looking at Cross. Cross cleans it efficiently but makes sure his touch is gentle. They switch arms and this one gets the same treatment.

Nightmare uses the water in the bath to get the soap off of him and Cross refers back to the list.

Step 11. This one and the next go together. After you got a towel, pick Nightmare out of the tub and just wrap him up. I like to fully burrito him, You know you did it right when he starts to purr.

Step 12. Use a soft towel to get off all the water. Just softly dab- LMAO! DAB! :D okay. My bad. Just softly tap the towel to the areas near the wounds instead of scrubbing it dry. It takes longer but hurts him less.

Cross searches the bathroom and finds some towels that meet his standard of softness. He takes it to Nightmare. Next he carefully picks Ngihtmare out of the tub, Nightmare still isn't looking at him and Cross can spot a small blush on his face. No doubt embarressed. Cross wraps Nightmare in the towel and hugs him close.

Affection. The other thing he had felt was affection and pride. Becuase Nightmare had been such a brave babybones and had been so well behaved. How could he not be proud?

Cross follows the instructions to the letter as he finishes drying Nightmare. He keeps him in the towel and reads the steps explaining how to desinfect the wounds and how to wrap those. pretty basic stuff. He grabs the other soft brush and explains to Nightmare what he is about to do.

It still stings as that is the nature of the desinfectent but Cross finishes up bathtime with wrapping the ribs and wounds all in soft bandages. In the end Cross puts on the hoody and holds their babybones close to him.

Nightmare, still purring softly as he leans against Cross, relaxes further and further and Cross nuzzles the tiny skull "There we go. you did amazing! We will just sit downa dn waits for the others okay?" a glance back at the bathroom but Cross leaves it be for now. He can clean up their tools and stuff when someone else is back to watch Nightmare.

Nightmare hums and snuggles clsoer to him under his chin and Cross starts to purr himself.

Maybe he does know how this whole parent thing works.

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[lunar-rcp]

could you do something with Roy being cared for by Poli. I don’t mind it being anything, I just want my favorite character to be comforted—Kidshowsarecool

Putting out your flames of emotions

# . . ! tags; fluff/angst (mostly on roy's part, though)

Having achieved his dream of being a recuse member, he already had his life set in stone. Saving others from unfortunate incidents.

However, the firetruck never could save himself at times. (Which was, mostly.)

And today was one of those days.

Roy sighed wearily, his gaze saddening as he closed the electrical panel after inspecting it thoroughly at Mr.Builders place. Today was quite the exhausting day, even the overworking fire truck could admit that to himself. It was one of those days where he just wanted to quit and imagine himself laying onto his bed, happy to even hear his own thoughts.

But, he couldn't. He had to please others around him, that was the goal he set for himself.

“Roy!” Mr.Builder yelled with glee as he approached the firetruck, quickly making Roy snap out of his carousel of thoughts.

“O-Oh! Erm, ah-..” Roy fiddled with his fingers, desperately trying to compose himself as quickly as possible. He couldn't just show off this state to anyone. Even his own rescue team. The firetruck despised it when anyone would worry about him. He was fine. 

Well, he thought he was fine.

“..Yes?” Which was what he managed to mutter out, cringing at his own answer. His eyebrows furrowing, pondering as to why he just didn't feel his best.

“Seems like you've finished ya work here? Well, that's great! Oh, and also–” Mr.Builder suddenly tilted his head, taking notice of how dull the firetrucks expression was. “Hey, Roy? What's with the long face? Is your day not going swell?..” Mr.Builder spoke with a concerned tone. In response, Roy shook his hands frantically.

“Oh, nono! Don't worry, don't worry! I'm just fine!”

Roy gulped. He just lied. But, he didn't want to worry anyone about his day.

His day contained of bratty children screaming at the firetruck, all because he was concerned for their safety. He also had to set out many fires, having to face families look at their now charred houses.

..But he couldn't tell Mr.Builder that.

“Ya sure? Well, can't be helped! I'm just a big worrywart, aha.” Mr.Builder scratched his head, chuckling. “As I was sayin’, could ya check out some fallen signs in the mountains? Me and my team jus’ don't have the time with the new construction.” 

He didn't want to. But, what could he say? He'd rather toss his emotions into a bottle and ship it overseas than to face a disappointed citizen's face. “Oh, of course Mr.Builder. I'll get on to it.” Roy spoke with a quiet soft sigh, saying his goodbyes and transforming into his vehicle form to drive off to the mountains. 

. . .

The police car was patrolling the road to the mountains, humming softly along with the whimsical tunes of birds chirping. 

Poli stopped his humming when he spotted quite the familiar red silhouette from the distance, it wouldn't take a genius to find out who that red paint belonged to.

“Roy! Hey, Roy!”

Roy stopped in his tracks. He knew Poli too well; and so did Poli. It would take a matter of seconds for the police car to find out that something wasn't right.

‘Pretend you didn't see him, pretend you didn't see him..’ Roy talked to himself in a whispered tone, swiftly turning around and driving the other way. To which leaving the police car puzzled.

“Huh? What's going on?” Poli raised an eyebrow, this wasn't like Roy. Concerned, Poli started to drive towards Roy's direction.

“Roy! C'mon, what's up?” Ack. That concerned tone left a bitter taste in Roy's mouth and heart. The guilt started to settle in, and so were emotions that started to bubble.

“..D-Don't..-” Roy swallowed his stutters, his voice obviously cracking. This only added to Poli's concerns. “Don't worry, I'm, u-uh.. fine.” The guilt at last has come up to the surface as his eyes were pricked with bubbles of tears. Roy refused to face Poli, not in this way. He needed to escape the situation. “U-Uhm, gotta go. See you.” The firetruck started to drive away, his tears already spilling on his frame.

“..Roy? Wait, no! Roy!” Before Roy could react, Poli sped right in front of him. No surprise for the fastest car in Broomstown. “Roy, you're acting off. Please tell me wha-” Poli stopped his rambles of questions to a halt when he saw tears bubbling in the beady eyes of the firetruck. “Oh, Roy..” Poli sighed sadly, driving closer next to his best friend, touching his tire against his.

And that was the final arrow to break the bottle of emotions as Roy started to sob. The guilt completely ate his composure away. “I'm- I..! S-So..” Roy choked on his words, only to be interrupted by his sobs.

“Shh,” Poli shushed the firetruck, softly rubbing against his tire. “It will be okay. Just spill it all out, friend.” 

. . .

After Roy finally had calmed down from this aching moment, the two had transformed and were sitting on the hills of Galaxy hill, admiring the view while Roy had finally talked out his problems.

“Ah, so that's what happened.” Poli sighed with a hint of frustration. Those damn kids.. He'll be sure to speak to their parents after this ordeal. “Thank you for telling me, Roy. But you could have told me sooner.” 

“I'm sorry..” Roy looked down to his hands. “I just, don't want to worry anyone. Everyone always has this image of me being the strongest, and I just have to keep to that expected image of theirs.”

“Not true, I don't.”

“What?” Roy was rather surprised by this answer, his mouth slightly open.

“Sure, you're the strongest and can lift an entire boulder with ease. But that doesn't mean you always have to throw your feelings way like nothing. I care about you, Roy. And so does the entire team as well. We all care about you.” Poli smiled at him, a glint of appreciation in his eyes. Roy has always protected the town with such care.

And now it was his turn to take care of Roy.

Roy's mouth was about to open to say something, but he was met by an embrace from the police car.

“P-Poli, I..” A tear formed in his eye. But this was a happy one. “Thank you, Poli.” Roy hugged him back tightly, finally finding his usual warm smile plastered on his face.

“Roy, I'll be there for you, whenever and wherever.

Word count: 1090 !

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wow, this was an emotional one shot. thank you for the ask !

[sleeplesswixard]

Hey there! Love what you write. I've been thinking about one where you go in the stasis bubble chikn got put in, instead of chee. (I've also got a Gumball one panning out in my head so be ready.)

As you wish, my child. (Oooh i wanna hear the Gumball one >:3)

ChaosDemiGod!Chikn Nuggit x gn!Reader

Type: angst-like, fluff, comfort

Warnings: None!

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You looked at the large stasis bubble in front of you, which that was holding your bestfriend inside. You never tought anything like that would happen, he was a sweet puppy, how did that happen?

Maybe you didn't gave him enough attention? Maybe he felt himself lonely because of you? You should've be aware that something was wrong with his behaviour.

Your turned your head to İscream and Fwench Fwy, while they we're talking about what are they going to do.

"I'll go inside." You said, cutting both of them off. They both turned to you, assuming from their faces they didn't really liked the idea.

"What? Y/N A-are you sure??" Fwench Fwy asked skeptically, clearly, doesn't wants to let you inside. You can't judge them, they we're concerned.

"But you can't just-" İscream tried to talk, but you cut off them. You already had made your decision. "İ'm sure, İscream." You insisted. "İ know what i'm doing. İ'm his bestfriend, he will listen to me."

İscream and Fwench Fwy looked at eachother, than they sighed, walking to the purple bubble.

They held from each side, ripping it apart slowly, making a space enough for you to enter. "Quick...!-" Fwench Fwy grunted, struggling to keep it open. You immediately hopped inside, they let go of the bubble quickly after.

You looked around, it was mostly empty, it made you feel uneasy. But you we're determinated to talk with Chikn. You couldn't just back away.

Chikn was sitting on the floor, his back was facing you, a little out of breath, since he was trying to get out of the bubble for so long. Clawing, punching, hitting it, none of them clearly didn't work.

"Chikn?" You called out, his left ear lifted up slightly when he heard your voice, but he kept silent. You didn't know if he was ignoring you or if he couldn't bring himself to look at you.

"Chikn Nuggit??" You decided to approach to him slowly, slowly making your way to him. As you came to him closer, as he heard your voice more clear, he got more nervous and angry. "Chikn it's me-"

Chikn turned his head and growled at you, which made you jerk away immediately. His eyes weren't as indimitating as like the last time you saw. (Or at least to you.) The puppy's growl died down slowly to a low grunt, his head down slightly. He than just turned his head away again...

You let out a breath, a tiny smile appears on your lips. You carefully sat next to him slowly, keeping a slight distance from him, both for your own safety and in case if he's not comfortable.

"Chikn you-..." You stopped at your sentence, to be honest, you had no idea what to say. Than you sighed, dissapointed and annoyed to yourself. Your raised your hand, hovering on top of Chikn's head, not touching to him directly. "Can i uh-... Can i touch you..?" You asked. İf you don't have anything to say, maybe you could comfort him, bring him back to himself with this way.

The silence was defeanening, it was uncomfortable. For a few good solid seconds, Chikn didn't said anything, but then, he gave you a small nod, giving you permission.

Your hand touched his soft fur, slowly starting to pat his head, trying to be as gentle as possible to give him at least some sort of comfort.

And to your surprize, it kinda sorta worked?? You weren't really sure. But you felt he leaned his head against you slowly. When was the last time he had gotten affection through all the chaos??? He couldn't remember.

Your reached to his long ears, petting them slowly. You smiled, even though he was the demi god of chaos, he was still Chikn. You sighed softly, you didn't wanted to risk to talk, so you didn't said something.

You just hoped that you could have back the Chikn Nuggit you know.

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Hello!! Thank you for reading my fic!!! (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

İ kept platonic since it wasn't implied if it was romantic or platonic, also a little bit bland but i hope you guys will like it!

İ'm sorry if there's any spelling or grammar mistakes, English is not my first language!!!

[treatian]

The Chronicles of the Dark One

Chapter 53: The Great Debate

"We need to go after her!" Hook insisted, doing his best impression of a valiant hero.

"No!" he snapped. "You should let her go for now."

Now that Emma was gone, he looked around at the damage she'd done. He checked to be sure Henry was okay and dropped the protection spell and the bubble that had kept him and Belle safe.

"Let her go? Gold…she's my daughter!" David hissed, coming toe to toe with him. "Can't you see she's hurting? She needs us right now!"

"She needs to clear her head of emotions and get a grip on reality. Until she does that, anyone who approaches will be putting their life at risk."

"There is nothing to risk! This is Emma, she's never done anything like this before!"

"Exactly!" Why was he the only one seeing the trouble in all this? "She has more power than you realize, more than she's ever learned to control before, and she needs to focus on controlling it right now!"

"We can talk her down."

"The only thing you'll do is paint a target on your back and get her more worked up when, not if, you get yourself killed by your daughter!"

David didn't like that answer. He didn't like that response in the least, but as he stared at him with angry eyes and nostrils flaring, he couldn't seem to come up with a rebuttal.

"He's right," Belle muttered from behind before wrapping her hand around his arm again and alerting him to the fact that his muscles had been far more tense than he'd realized. "Emma's born as one of the most powerful magical users in all the realm, but she's barely tapped into the full potential of what she's capable of. She doesn't know how to use it. Until she can calm down, she's dangerous to all of us."

And maybe it was her touch, or just the way that she'd worded it, but suddenly he understood what Emma's father found so insulting about that. He wasn't saying they needed to rally the villagers and their pitchforks or even that Emma was a villain. He was only trying to keep everyone safe.

He sighed and moved away from Belle, closer to David where he could feel that nothing was broken, his wrist simply seemed badly sprained. A lucky thing, given that bones didn't heal perfectly with magic. But a potentially unlucky thing if he helped him and David still refused to understand.

"Give her the night," he commanded as gently as possible while reaching out to heal the traumatized muscle.

As David moved it about, flexing and testing his arm, he stepped forward and used more magic to remount the lamppost, then put the bricks back into the wall, right where they came from, mortar, paint, and all. Now, all scars from the incident had been healed. Emma just needed to get herself some control. And so did her family.

"By morning she'll be rested and hopefully cooled down, someone might be able to try talking to her then, but until morning comes everyone should do as she says and stay away or a sprained wrist will be the least of our worries."

Danger behind them, he wanted to make this as quick and painless as possible. So, he turned back to Belle and held his hand out for her. Without hesitation, she was right back at his side again, hand through his arm, letting him lead her back to the safety of the shop and the-

"No."

He stopped in his tracks. He'd been expecting David to put up a fight at this plan, but the voice that had uttered that "no" was smaller and lighter. It was defiant without any bit of David's anger behind it. It was chilly. And so, when he turned to meet the defector, it didn't surprise him that Elsa stood there with her arms crossed over her chest.

"No," she repeated. "I understand your argument," she commented with a soft but stern tone he could only call queenly. "But I know better than most that at a time like this, she shouldn't be alone. Leaving her by herself risks it getting worse just as much as it risks getting better and…I won't do it. I'm going to look for her, and anyone who wants to come with me is welcome to."

He had been willing to work with her proposal up until that last bit. Now, he felt anger rise in him all over again.

"That's unwise."

"Maybe," Elsa answered simply. "But…I owe it to my sister to go after her."

"We'll split the baby," David declared. "I'm going with you."

"As am I," Hook chimed in.

"Me too," Mary Margaret added.

He was about to comment that nothing about this plan of theirs was remotely similar to the compromise they thought it was when David insisted, "No. You're not," looking at his wife.

For a moment, Mary Margaret's jaw dropped nearly as far as he thought his own would have at the news. "Neal is fine," she explained after a second. "I left him with Granny-"

"But it is too dangerous," David insisted, glancing over at him as if to prove that he agreed with him. He failed to see how three people going to search for Emma instead of four was any kind of compromise. Especially if the one leading the charge saw his point. "We don't want to overwhelm her, and there's no telling how long it'll take us to find her. So, you should go back to Neal, take him home, get him dinner, and wait for us there. Henry can go back to Gold's and Belle…one way or another, we still need to figure out how to take apart the real mirror."

Belle nodded at his instruction; he did his best not to glance at her in shock. "The real mirror"? There was a false one? There were two mirrors?

"But what about you?" Mary Margaret argued. "If it's dangerous for me, then it's-"

"I have faith in our daughter," David breathed, stepping up to her and grasping her shoulders tight. There was a smile on his face as he craned his neck to meet her eyes. "She may have hurt me once, but she won't do it again. I trust her. And I'm going to go and bring her home to us."

The kiss he left on Mary Margaret's forehead was endearing, sweet even. But it was made sour by his contradictory statements. There was no such thing as compromise in this situation. Either David believed what he said when he said that Emma was dangerous, or he didn't. Giving himself permission to go after her while keeping Mary Margaret away wasn't "splitting the baby." It was forcing Mary Margaret to abide by his belief even while he rejected it. Nevertheless, he stood there with his wife and grandson and watched as the hunting party went out to hunt down the Savior.

[lover-of-mine]

Yk, I'm a believer that Eddie went through all the stages of realizing he's actually in love with Buck and is now settled in the acceptance that he will be Buck's best man and it's trying to be okay with it. I don't think that at this point you can say Eddie doesn't know. I think Buck doesn't know how to name it, because he always loves with all he has and he thinks romantic love is this all consuming thing and Eddie is safety so he doesn't fully understand what they have. But Eddie knows. And it goes back to the beginning, to Buck stepping up with Chris without being asked to and never making Eddie feel like a bad parent, just realizing he needs help. But because of the Shannon of it all he didn't stop to consider those feelings until the tsunami and the lawsuit. The there's no one in this world i trust with my son more than you is very telling but I also don't think Eddie stopped to consider what it meant that he actually means that. And then Eddie lost his footing not being able to talk to Buck because he got used to Buck always being there, because up until that point Buck has always been there. It's why he gets so mad at Buck and there's the grocery store of it all because that's not a fight you have with your best friend, you don't bring up your kid to make your best friend feel bad for leaving you, you just don't, and also the way Eddie just let it go the second Buck apologized for not considering him in his decision. And he spends a while ignoring his feelings, until the well. Signing a legal document that makes a guy you've known for like, 2 years, who's single and has no kids of his own, the legal guardian of your kid is crazy. Like, Eddie's lawyer probably stared at him like he was insane because one, Eddie has living family that's very willing to take care of Chris and two, Buck is also a firefighter and not only he's a firefighter, he's Eddie's partner, so if Eddie is in danger, Buck is probably in danger too. And he just does that. And doesn't mention it. And I feel like that is because, mentioning would mean thinking about his reasonings to do it and thinking about his reasonings would be thinking about Buck's place in his life and more importantly his feelings for Buck and he didn't want to do that. But then he got shot. And he was trying to reach Buck. He asked if Buck was hurt as if he was not bleeding out. And sure, you can brush it off as he needs Buck to be okay because one of them needs to go home to Christopher, but when he tells Buck about the will, it's not really about Chris, is about Buck acting like he somehow matters less and Eddie can't have that. Then there's the PTSD of it all too, but with the PTSD, there's Eddie going to therapy and learning how to stop moving past things. You can't tell me season 6 Eddie doesn't know. Because he does. He's just living in his bubble with Buck and Chris and acting like that's enough and hoping that maybe Buck will get where he is eventually until Buck dies and meets someone else and Eddie has the revelation that he's not what Buck wants, so he needs to move on. It's very interesting that Eddie decides to date after Buck makes it seem like this random woman is the love of his life, because what it tells him is that he's never gonna have that. But Buck thinks love is work, but in that way that makes him ready to kill himself to make it work, and he hasn't realized the amount of work he's put into his relationship with Eddie and that Eddie is right there with him and doesn't realize that he already has the thing he's searching for. So Eddie knows but accepted it's never gonna happen and Buck needs someone to shake him so he can have his oh moment.

[antihibikase2]

Numeron Code : Final Wonderland

Long ago, I think I lost something in an unfamiliar place and cried, And a [ dark-eyed ] sorcerer took me by the hand and helped me [ He ] isn't going to come here, I remembered who [ he ] was I'm coming to help you now

The steps of the undersea castle were infinite, as if to dissuade their lone inhabitant from leaving.

Though Slater found the view enthralling, he knew he was not meant to stay here, no matter how loudly the ocean called for him.

The current was merciless- with each step bringing him closer to the light, he was pushed down as soon as escape was within his reach.

All he could see in front of his outstretched hand were bubbles from his throat, as the water pulled him back into the depths of the abyss.

For a moment, he had considered giving up, curling into the safety of the sea's embrace.

But the light filtering through the waves called out to him like a siren's song- and with it came a gloved hand.

He tries again.

No matter how hard he was put down, he had nowhere to go but beyond.

He had lost count of how many times he was brought back to the darkness.

But as long as that hand was within his reach, he could not stop trying.

...

Surrounded by the flames of the end, Piper knew this duel was going to end one way or another.

Either he performed a miracle, a blessing only given by the gods,

Or he, Slater, and Ghetsis would all burn in the flames of hell.

There is no outcome where Ghetsis will win. He refuses to entertain that.

As the wall of flames grew, he could barely hear the screams of his rivals- the ringing silence of the Heralds was all he could focus on, as he stared down at the limp body in his arms.

"I end my turn."

...

Pushed down into stone floors once again, The Herald of Perfection breaks its vow of silence.

"Why do you insist on leaving?"

Was he not so lucky, to be chosen by the angels?

Was he not thankful, to be worthy of their protection?

Was he not happy, to live in comfort in the depths of the sea, where he could not be touched or hurt?

Slater shakes his head.

No matter what treasures these angels offered him, he would not falter.

He promised someone he would meet them.

...

Burning Land's stacked effect with Dark Room of Nightmare, coupled with the charging Wave-Motion Canon-

"Desperate, aren't we?" Ghetsis mocks. "This isn't the strategy you had planned at all."

It wasn't- it was a bit of an old shame, to say the least. Piper never wanted his duels to come off as anything other than perfect, and he didn't want to resort to tactics like burn to gain the upper hand.

He was better than this, smarter, even.

But a cornered dog bites back, no matter how ugly.

Ignoring Ghetsis' taunts, he sticks to his new strategy- or, to be more accurate, he falls back on an old reliable.

"I activate the spell, Swords of Revealing Light. All face down monsters are flipped up in attack position. With this card on the field, you can't attack for three turns."

"Desperate and bidding for time."

It was all he could do, especially when Slater's eyes remained shut.

...

At some point, he had lost track of time.

He must have been expected to be driven to insanity- as for no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the clutches of the legendary sea.

But, even as the Heralds of Green, Purple, and Orange lights swirl around him, ready to subdue him once more,

He reaches out for that hand at the surface yet again.

As their fingers brush together, he remembers their promise.

...

The heat continues to grow, melting the Sweet Hearts that Piper pops into his mouth in a panic.

With Jinzo on both their fields, Piper wonders how the rest of this duel was going to go-

And then Ghetsis does the unthinkable, and performs an Xyz Summon.

As a new monster emerges from the field, Piper realizes the control he initially thought he had was a mere farce.

Yet, he swallows the bittersweet chocolate down his throat, steeling his nerves.

Though this wasn't the spotlight he envisioned, Piper continues to fight for the sake of the only thing that matters-

But just as he's about to draw his card, he finds that he can no longer see clearly with one of his eyes- the one with the crest.

...

"Slater, I'm sorry I was so busy lately."

"It's alright! How are you? Are you doing well?"

"It's-"

"..."

"..."

"Piper?"

"..listen, Slater. Can we meet up? At our usual spot. I'll meet you at sundown."

...

And so, Slater waits.

Even as the sun sets and the moon takes its place, he waits.

Even as the inky darkness swallows the golden sky, he waits.

Even as an angel shows itself to him, its haunting chime a sign of bad fortune-

He waits.

...

The water slowly rises from the soles of his shoes to his knees.

Strangely, in the midst of this hot summer day, his Sweet Hearts retain their shape.

...

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. This is my fault."

...

"It's okay, I've forgiven you a long time ago."

Their hands meet, and Slater holds his breath as he's taken out of the water.

...

As Piper falters, his body does not meet the marble floor.

With shaky arms and an even shakier breath, Slater stands with his singed holy robes, holding him close to his body as they stood against the devil- the one who had played with their fates.

"The Diviner of The Herald," Ghetsis spits out. "To think you still had the strength to wake, even after all that-"

"Slater?"

"Piper-"

Oh, his throat felt dry. Each word pricked his throat with a thousand needles.

Yet, he smiles.

"Partner."

"Partner- yes, that's me, we promised-"

Ah, bad time.

He looks up at the banner- with only a thousand life points left, on turn fifteen no less, Slater wonders how to turn this duel around.

He wasn't that good of a duelist in the first place.

Still, just as Piper had reached for him, he would offer to do the same, even if his body perishes in hellfire.

With Piper hanging onto him for dear life, Slater summons his duel disk into his arm-

"Here, take mine. It's temporary."

Piper transfers the mark around his eye onto Slater's, in place of his missing D Gazer.

His indigo eye turns to a shining gold, the same shade as the light attribute that was forced upon him.

An angel-

The wings of his tailcoat were burnt off.

Even with these chains binding him to the heavens, Slater persists.

He would not allow himself to ascend.

"Partner," His voice quivers, especially as Ghetsis glares down at his form- "Please, you've done so much for me already. Let me share your burden."

And normally, Piper would not allow such a thing.

But, consumed by his own fatigue, he chooses to believe the sight before him was a dying dream.

"Partner," Piper whispers under his breath. "I'm counting on you."

His eyes shut as Slater fully awakens, having broken out of his dreamland.

As the flames lick up his arm, Slater prays that the angels who had taken him would at least part from his form with a blessing,

and bring about a miracle.

"My turn! I draw!"

[avatar-mikazuki]

ALRIGHT OKAY SO;

Firstly I played it solely for the rhythm game part as I mentioned, it has vocaloid songs and some commissioned songs that are made just for the game! I found so many songs I didn't know about before in this game and even more artists who create these songs. I've also come to love the voice actors in the game because their covers of the songs are amazing as well! My playlist now consists mainly of pjsk songs because of this but I'm not complaining

NOW LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT ALL MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS OMGGGG (take note that all of the characters are actually connected in one way or another)

Let's start with my main and most favorite boy; Rui Kamishiro(the guy in my icon rn) He's in the group named Wonderlands x Showtime! and GODS what is up with me and purple haired dudes—He is their stage director and has a lot of extreme ideas for his shows since he can create robots that help him and because of that he has a very wide imagination, he used to make his own shows in a very *ahem* not so legal way (he trespasses lol) and he's a social outcast at his school(specifically in his theater club, but then spreads to the whole school) because of his dangerous ideas. Until he meets the rest of his group(Tsukasa who is egotistical but still cares for those around him, and will literally take anything Rui throws at him, Emu who's all fun and bubbly and joy and just has an absolute fun time even if it's supposedly 'dangerous', and his childhood friend Nene who cares for him and his ideas and genuinely loves theater and shows like him.) and he really REALLY cares for them. Like one time his machine accidentally hurt Tsukasa and he was DISTRESSED LIKE AHSHENMW and they all worked it out in the end and they really just!! Make him so happy that they genuinely listen and want to make his crazy ideas work. He just genuinely wanted a place to fit in and HE FOUND IT WITH THEM‼️He feels so comfortable around them. He makes sure to be extra careful and even puts emergency/safety precautions in his robots to make sure no one gets hurt and he's just so smdmdm I can't I will explode lovingly

(This isn't official art I think, but look at themmm🥺 also text behind them is WONDERHOY!! I love them sm sbdjne sobs)

THEN HONAMI I cannot explain well but she's so?? Understandable. So she's in a band group named Leo/need, and in their story there are 4 girls who are childhood friends but slowly grow apart (Saki is their keyboardist, who is Tsukasa's little sister, and had to be confined due to her sickly body. Shiho is their bassist, but slowly drifted apart because if I understand correctly her passion for the band was much stronger. Ichika is their guitarist, who wanted to keep them all together but couldn't and since then has felt like her world fell apart. Then Honami is the drummer, but because of her being a friend to everybody, she became a friend to nobody at the same time back when she was in middle school, and at highschool she got scared of losing her friends, of being alone, so she grew apart as well.)

Honami didn't want to lose any more friends, and she thought that by keeping Shiho and Ichika away, her classmates who are her "friends" wouldn't hurt them. Honami's class friends would talk badly about Shiho and she felt so bad. She thought that if she was just friends with one friend group, her other friends wouldn't get hurt. (I SRSLY CANNOT EXPLAIN IT FORGIVE ME, just know that she just came up to the wrong solution but really just didn't want to hurt her friends)

When Saki came back, she got Ichika and Shiho to join back in the band(that's for another story, this is long wjeken) Honami wanted to join, but in fear of her friends getting hurt by her classmates, that she would be forced to pick a side once more, she couldn't. But the three pushed Honami, telling her that it's okay to say her opinion. That she can be HEARD. That they will LISTEN and that they will understand what she wants. And her classmates did. She could finally be free to choose, that they understood that she cared for all of them but had friends that were like family and just ahahaiwkdkdoelw

PLEASE LOOK AT THEMMM I genuinely can't do them justice but you may search their story if you'd like🥺

NEXT NEXT MY BABYYYYY AN

Okay to start, An is in a group called Vivid Bad Squad. At first, she has a friendly rivalry between these 2 guys named Akito and Toya who are known as BAD DOGS but they all have the goal to become the best group that would defeat RAD WEEKEND (an event that took place when they were kids, but inspired them to take the path as rappers/dancers/singers) then An meets Kohane, a precious little girl who has an amazing singing talent and they become partners known as the Vivids. Kohane feels An's passion, and she helps An with her dreams. But Akito felt differently, because An took an amateur as her partner. Of course at first, Kohane was super nervous. In the end though, An helped Kohane and both guided each other and helped one another grow and proved Akito wrong in the process. An actually thinks Kohane is so talented, and she looks up to her even though it's only been a short time since they've worked together. And Kohane to An, same thing. They look up to each other, and that's why they work so well together!!! Not sure who suggested it anymore but one of them suggest that they(Akito, Toya, An & Kohane) form a group and they all agree, then Vivid Bad Squad is born!

An is pretty insecure actually, she thinks that her group mates are all so talented and that she's falling behind. Kohane tells her otherwise, and always reassures her because she looks up to them as well. It's why I ship them tbh they're just perfect together, I also ship Akito and Toya because they make each other stable as well and help each other with problems like wksmdmd

Boyfriends and girlfriends💜

Then we have Haruka!

I'm actually not the biggest fan of MORE MORE JUMP! But they're an idol group consisting of 3 idols who lost their dream, and 1 who aspires and dreams to be an idol. (Minori is super fun and bubbly, she's actually pretty similar to her friend Kohane other than the fact that she's not as shy. Shizuku is an idol who is the one considered to be the most beautiful of their group, and she's a very doting older sister that Shiho finds a bit annoying lol. Airi, who is both in the idol and entertainment industry! Though the entertainment part wasn't exactly what she wanted and was forced into it, but she's great at it! :'D and of course Haruka! She's the most popular in the group, and the one who got Minori into the idol business in the first place.)

Haruka left the idol industry because one of her friends in her group lost the chance to become an idol, and she blamed herself for it. It tormented her until she just left. She went back to school, but felt so out of place since she was still treated like an idol. Minori on the other hand, while she is her fan, she just wanted to be friends with her as she looked up to Haruka. Haruka felt inspired by how Minori worked so hard to become an idol, even after failing to get into an agency multiple times. Airi and Shizuku just became sort of "idol tutors" for Minori in the main story, but it also shows their experiences. Like how Airi left her agency after being told that she would be moving to pure entertainment when she wanted to be an idol, and how Shizuku was treated badly in her group because her agency kept focusing on her and giving her more projects and things to do while the other members in her group basically get ignored. Minori was the groups' hope, she shone very brightly in their eyes and they created the group now known as MORE MORE JUMP! In the end, they just become idols through yt lol.

The event stories even expand on how they grow, they give them more background, and its just more character development and you see their depth. While not my favorite group, I enjoy seeing their stories and their development together as a whole :D

LASTLY BUT NOT THE LEAST, MIZUKIIII

Okay so basically their group consists of 4 people who met on Discord(called Nightcord in game) and they're called Nightcord at 25:00(because they all meet and make music at 1am) but they all have their own mental health problems, especially Mafuyu. (Mafuyu is extremely depressed, she's lost herself and doesn't know why she exists anymore because everything she's ever wanted wasn't actually what she wanted, but what her parents did for her. Kanade composes because it was her father's wish for her. To bring warmth to people, so she tries so hard to help Mafuyu through composing songs, just to bring her emotions back and have her feel warmth. Fun fact; Mafuyu smiles a lot at school, but Emu is terrified of her because she can sense that her smiles have never been real. Then Ena just feels like she's not enough, she creates art but always feels like it's never good enough and tends to compare herself to Mafuyu, who can basically do everything she thinks she 'can't'. But it may be due to the fact that her parents neglect her and her little brother Akito. Now for Mizuki! She's s sort of an outcast at school, because she just tends to stand out from others. The only person who understood her was Rui, her friend from middle school, who was also an outcast like her.)

Mizuki honestly doesn't play as big of a role in the main story, but when you read the event stories, you see more of her and how she grows. She feels alone for most of the time, but ever since she met her Nightcord friends (Ena, Mafuyu, Kanade) she felt like she has a place that she's comfortable in.

I love this game so much, even after just playing it for less than a year. (Can't believe I've only been playing since last year of August 25?? Like damn) you HAVE to try it. The characters, their depth, IT'S JUST INSANE. You don't have to of course hwkendn but if you, install the global ver. and we can play together! :D

Oh god this ended up being so long I'm sorry—also just turned into me rambling on about my faves🥹

SOOOOOOOOO MANY NAMES! WOWWW

Ok, so this sounds awesome because all these characters tie in together and have a purpose, not to mention so much depth?? And if it has music, I'm so down to get into that, too. As for installing the global version, let's see if I have enough storage -

Also also I don't mind it being so long! I'm listening 👀

And damn yeah since August 25th of last year, you're coming up on a year soon!! I don't think I've played any game that much- other than obey me, tho I'm falling out of it 😭 too much work to keep up with it, really.

Mizuki kinda sounds like my user name without the a 💀 and the other k-

Kohane I read as cocaine for a sec no lie 😭

The fact that rhe players Sekai is the game world is so clever!!

Honestly this game looks like its got so much to it I can't wait to play :3

I'm also glad you've got some new stuff to get into!!

[dalphahale]

Derek had no doubt that Rosalie was the best at what she did. Stiles would have a hard time hacking into anything she set up and Danny wouldn't even be able to get past all the safety guards she had put into place. When she mentions the video game, his eyebrows scrunch together some. He still didn't have any clue about those types of things but he did have a bit of knowledge now thanks to her explaining some of their concepts. "He's unfortunately worse than fiction," he says with a small sigh. At least when you were playing against someone in a video game you had more than one chance but with Peter it was about life or death, there were no second chances unless you were him. "When I thought he was dead, he had a banshee poison me and bring him to life. He'll do anything to keep himself alive." And in power but he leaves that part out.

"They definitely have milkshakes. Some of the best in town I would say," he replied with a smile after she agreed to his offer of food. Rosalie knew how to read him better than most and that point was proven when she asked if she should be worried. "Well, I wouldn't be asking for your help if I wasn't a little on edge myself." He admitted to her and began to walk with her to his car so they could head to the diner. It didn't take them terribly long to get their, conversation normal until they sat down with menus and their own bubble of privacy. "There's been sightings of new packs in town and some people that none of us know. We aren't sure what they are but we can tell they aren't exactly human," he told her, going into more detail about why he wanted her system. "We think the Nemeton might be sending out some kind of signal that we can't see which is why they are drawn here."

Rosalie took note of the unspoken challenge and returned a smile back at Derek. " I think I can make that work, " she began to say as she adjusted her bag strap. " I pride myself on the best firewalls and anti-hack software unless they brute force it, but that's technically cheating and they'll just owe me. " She gave a little shrug at the thought of a bunch of teenagers breaking her equipment.

Hearing about Peter did make her tense a bit, but not for her own safety, for the mere fact of Gabriel being hurt. The knight had been around for years and even longer than that before he was tied to Rosalie's mind and soul. The idea of someone finding a way to subdue him brought a sense of discomfort to her. As she was lost in thought she heard a whisper in her mind, I won't let anything happen to you or myself. If I have to, I'll be just like the boss in that game you played when we first met. The reassurance was needed and she was able to relax again before speaking. " Every time you remind me, I just compare him to Nemesis from Resident Evil. " she pauses for a moment. " Nemesis is this big creature thing that literally wouldn't die until he got a railgun in his mouth. I'll have to show you that cutscene sometime, it's actually pretty cool. " Leave it to Rosalie to always say or give a video game reference in conversation.

Once Rosalie was able to acknowledge Derek's offer to buy her food, she was able to give a bright smile at him. " I'd actually like that, been awhile since I've had a good burger, I hope they have milkshakes too. " The idea of a burger and shake brought back happy memories of the Atlas family whenever they would travel the country together per Tyler's requests after he watched cooking shows broadcasting the best diners and food had to offer. It was the only time her mother wasn't a famous pop singer and her father wasn't a busy CEO. Just the Atlas children taking road trips and enjoy the local food that everyone went to on the daily. " While we eat, maybe you can fill me on the latest news that's happening in the city. I usually never ask the cause for security set ups, but you had me interested when you asked for my help. Should I be worried? "

[jin0]

since you asked for the filthy version of my steve thingy with the only one bed trope, here you go :

(gif is not mine, all credits go to the author)

"fucking gorgeous... taking this fat cock so well, feels good don't it pretty ? feelin' me all the way up in your guts." he groaned, guiding your hips roughly to ride him exactly like he wanted.

steve had ordered you not to move. you were still healing and he refused to have you moving too much. he gave you one task : to stay put and take what he gave you. clearly you were really good at obeying the captain because you looked absolutely divine, taking his cock so deeply inside your pretty pussy.

you looked onto your stomach, biting your lip and holding your tits to rub your nipples desperately.

if you could see how good you looked above him, his pretty girl. he probably should've waited a little more to fuck you this roughly. he probably should've, but he couldn't, not when you looked so beautiful in that dress you'd chosen for your date. he kept his promises, steve was an honest man after all.

"stevie, god... can't keep going like that stevie please... i can't do this stevie, please... pussy feels so full... we're so new... baby... can't do this..." you cried, feeling his girth expand into you, splitting you in two.

aww, look at you. so adorable, worrying about him stuffing you full of cum after only dating officially for a few days. you should keep worrying, because his entire body needed to keep working into you. he needed to keep plowing into your soft channel, letting your walls swallow him to perfection as his palms kneaded your ass like dough.

he moved you like an inanimate doll, treating you like a toy on over him. he couldn't be nice on you, his body needed to fuck you silly and he was doing a damn good job. you couldn't keep your head straight, your breasts swaying right in front of his nose. his mouth watered, the urge to suck in your delicious tits into his mouth.

"pretty little dove, worried i might fuck a baby into you so soon ?" the tone of his voice, despite being playful and teasing, did bring the idea out, reminding yourself of the way he raved about the future with you that night.

wrapped in his arms, you felt his need to protect you surge and envelope you in this safety bubble he'd made for you. seeing you bloody and on the verge of collapsing had turned him into a thoughtless being, feeding on your happiness and confort. all he wanted was for you to have everything you wanted and he would be the one to give it to you on a fancy platter.

"steve ?" you called out softly, keeping your face in the crook of his neck.

he hummed, turning slightly towards you and pressed your lower back to signal for you to speak.

"are you ever going to leave the shield ? you know, to live your life, start a family and other stuffs like that ?"

"why ? you wanna start a family with me bunny ? get a nice house with a yard, a dog and a few babies to run around ?" he teased, whispering these words into your ear directly.

you started squirming in his grasp, probably not noticing how bad of an idea this was. you were very much wounded and rubbing your backside on him wouldn't do any good.

to keep you in place, he grabbed the flesh of your thighs and pulled on your legs to keep you close to his chest and as still as you could be.

"i... i didn't necessarily mean with me... i mean if you want to get with som-"

"if not with you, there's no one else i'm having a family with. it's you or nobody, dollface."

these words sounded so dreamy at the time that you did not fully grasp the honestly in his voice. honestly probably wasn't the right word either, he wasn't just being honest, he was saying the truth, a truth that hadn't happened yet but that he would make sure to get. he was speaking factual because he knew that there was no one else he'd be with after you. before dating you or even after a few days only, he was certain that you would be his forever.

hammering into your pussy from underneath, his eyes stayed fixated on your sweet face, grasping his chest and trying to keep steady. you had never felt so small under the man but his large hands and shoulders had often reminded you of how easily he could break you. bouncing on top of his massive cock, you felt him push into your cervix and rip you apart from the inside.

"fucking beautiful... so, so fucking pretty doll... can't get enough of you, your pretty pussy's swallowing me good. greedy cunt she ? need all of me just for her, all of it for you baby..." he groaned, his gaze focused on your folds, spreading open around his thick girth.

he couldn't focus on one single part, his eyes juggling from parts to part of you. his obsession with your beauty as you took his cock, only grew when he saw your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"stevie ! stevie, god ! c-can't... can't take it ! can't do this anymore... cock feels too good !" you wailed, leaning backwards and moving your own hips up and down his shaft.

sounding so pathetic and desperate for him to fuck you deeper, he could ony deliver, grasping your ass tighter and slamming into you. the messy sounds of your fluttering walls dripping all around his cock made his head spin, his balls so full of cum from the divine vision you were.

"god, you're gripping me so tight pretty, you needed this more than i did, huh doll ? needed to get your pussy broken by this fat cock ? needed to milk me dry and take it all from me ?" he grunted, reaching for you.

when you violently nodded your head, biting your lip and drawing blood at the amount of pleasure you felt. you came already, multiple times even, but once could never be enough. you needed him to make you cum until your legs gave out and stayed trembling for hours.

he watched the way your pussy wrapped around him and smiled when seeing your tummy move, a small bump showing through your skin. your pretty belly was being invaded by his bulging cock and that was what broke him. laying a hand on your stomach, he pressed into it, making you cry out louder.

"f-fuck... good baby, take me good, look at your belly, all pretty getting fucked all the way up there. you like having me so deep in you ? rearranging your guts ? feels good don't it baby ?" you loudly moaned his name, laying your own hands atop of his and grabbing his fingers to press his hands into your stomach.

he sat up, grabbing the back of your neck and pulled your face to his for a kiss that would force air in your lungs. you'd been feeling so good, fucked out of your mind, that you'd forgotten to breath.

groaning nasty praises in your mouth, he pumped his cock into your sweet walls, drawing out your orgasm and his own.

"need you to cum baby... need you to give me all that sweet juice you've got in there... wanna give it to me princess ?"

"yes, yes ! please, fuck ! please stevie, make me cum, needa cum, please !" you rode him raw, his throbbing member and your slick pouring out of you and finally exploding inside of your stomach.

your orgasm ripped through you, a loud moan echoing in the room and shaking your entire being. you lost vision, white light blinding you and felt your legs go numb when his hot white seed exploded into your channel and leaking messily out of your moor cunt.

laying you on the bed, he smiled at your pussy dripping out his cum and twitching open at the lose of his width inside your hole. he stayed above you, placed between your legs, and attempt to gather his cum with your fingers to bring it up to your lips. his own cock, still rock hard, started pulsating on his stomach at the vision of you hungrily feasting on his cum.

leaning down, he kissed your forehead, groaning when you whimpered under him. god, you truly were a treat.

"how 'bout we compromise babydoll..." he pushed your thighs apart, nudging your entrance with his cock and kissing your cheek, forehead eyelids and lips. "let's skip the dating part and directly get to the baby, okay ? let me put a baby in your tummy and a ring ln your finger. can't wait any longer doll... you'll let me ? you letting me fuck a baby in your pretty pussy ?"

let's just say that after more than a year turning around each other, 6 months of sleeping with him casually and only about three days of dating truly, the baby did not seem so weird in your weird relationship timeline.

[ibuki-loves-you]

SDR2 boys with an S/O who is like Mikan

Warnings: Mikan's personality/actions

Mod Ibuki: Back at it again with the Mikan series! I had absolutely no idea what to put for Nekomaru and Imposter Twogami, so please let me know if you want them I'll try to add them. Thanks for the overwhelming support, means so much! More to come, enjoy!

Hajime:

Instant protectivity

No fucking joke

As soon as you met, he was by your side 24/7 making sure no one bothered you

If anyone ever made fun of you, mean Hajime commence

"What did you just say? Do you know how rude that is? Back off, and don't come back. Don't let me hear you say that again."

If you ever took a fall in front of him, suggestive or not he'd pull you to him as soon as possible

"Shh, shh, it's okay. It's okay, don't worry. It was an accident, don't worry."

He found that petting your hair calms you down very quickly so he does that very often

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for him, he'd be opposed the minute the words came out of your mouth

"No, no no no. No, S/O. I don't need to have sex just because I'm in a mood. That's taking advantage of you, and I'd never do that. I love you, alright? Please don't offer that to me unless you yourself want it."

The one time you thought he was angry with you, he got very upset

"S/O, baby, no. I'm not angry with you, the others were just annoying me a bit. If anything, I'm a lot happier now that I'm with you." "R-Really?" "Yeah! I get so happy around you. I love you." "I-I love you t-too, hehe!"

Overall, Hajime is very protective and loves you very very much

He won't let anything happen to you

Nagito:

Nagito adored you the minute you met

Although he felt as if it was selfish, he wanted to be around you at all times

He just wanted to protect you

If anyone ever made fun of you, he'd scare them

No joke, Nagito can be very intimidating when he wants to be

"Hey, S/O! Get on all fours and bark like a dog!" "O-Okay..." "S/O, please don't. You don't have to do anything. As for you, you really must be pathetic. I'm gonna assume you're talentless. How worthless."

If you ever offered to take off your clothes for Nagito, he'd cry on the spot

"M-My hope, y-you don't have to do that just to make me happy! I-I don't want that! I'd much rather have a conversation than sex, especially because it's only to p-please me. P-Please don't offer yourself to me unless you w-want to do it with trash like myself..."

Nagito's self deprication would go through the roof if you thought he was mad at you

"W-What!? God I really am the worst, aren't I? I made you think I was angry with you! A-Angel! I promise, I am not mad at you! I-I don't think I have the ability to be mad at you! P-Please, don't ever think that. Never."

If you fell in front of him, he'd be very fast to pick you up, albeit with a red face

He never wants you to feel exposed or embarrassed

"Love, it was an accident. Please don't cry, it's okay."

Nagito would go to hell and back for you I swear

Kazuichi:

When Kaz first saw you, he was immediately attracted to you

Of course, when he got to know you he was concerned

Why were you so shy?

He stayed by you a lot to make sure you were alright

If someone started making fun of you, he'd immediately start screaming

"Hey!!! What's wrong with you!?! Leave them alone or else!!"

Sometimes it works sometimes it gets him laughed at

But it's the effort that counts

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for him, he'd get really confused

Like we're you asking for sex?

But then it clicked that you were trying to make him happy

"S/O, no. Never. Don't ever offer to do that for me because you think I want it. I don't! If you're gonna offer that, offer it because you want it!"

If you thought Kaz was mad at you, poor boy would be very confused again

"M-Mad? S/O I could never! Babe, I'm not mad. I can promise you that. Never ever! Never in a million years! How could I get mad at such a cute face?"

If you ever took a fall in front of him, he'd try to catch you but probably fail

Whether you fell in a suggestive position or not, he'll scream and squeeze you into his chest after the fall

"I got you, S/O! Don't worry!"

Kaz will protect and attack anyone who dares hurt you

Fuyuhiko:

Fuyuhiko got annoyed at first

He was very conflicted

Peko pointed out that he most likely had feelings for you

Ah, so that's why he felt those protective urges

If anyone ever made fun of you, Atua only knows if they made it out alive

"The fuck you just say!? You better take it back, bitch/bastard!! I'll fuckin' kill you!"

He definitely sent Peko on them after

If you ever took a fall in front of him, most of the time he'd catch you because he has fast reflexes

But if he didn't then he'd help you up as soon as you hit the floor

"S/O! You alright? How the hell did you manage that? C'mon, baby it's okay..."

If you ever thought he was mad at you, he'd blow up at himself

"I'm a fucking dumbass! God dammit! S/O, n-no, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you. Shit. I'm mad at myself, baby. I-I never want you to think I'm mad at you, because I'm not. That bitch Hiyoko pissed me off again, not you. I-I'm sorry I made you think that."

You offered to take your clothes off for him one time and one time only

He shut it down quick

"No, S/O. Don't offer that. Please don't, just don't. That's your body, and it's beautiful. It shouldn't be shown so easily. I love you so fuckin' much, and that's because of you, not your body. That won't please me, you yourself will."

Let him protect you, Fuyuhiko will never let anyone hurt you, ever

Gundham:

You were an interesting mortal

You managed to attract the dark lord to you with a mere look?

Impossible!

Gundham was around you very often

And if he wasn't one or more of his devas were

They loved you

People usually don't make fun of you

The way he carries himself keeps people away from you

If anyone ever tried to make fun of you (which is rare, Gundham is very intimidating even when he doesn't try), he would flip the fuck out

"Pardon!?! How dare you say such a thing to a wonderful person as themselves!? Must I harm you!? Fiend!!"

If you ever took a fall in front of him, he would try to catch you but would be too late

"H-Huh!? I-I'm sorry, my love. D-Don't fret, it is alright. It was an accident, d-don't cry..."

His personality gets so soft around you it's amazing

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for him, he'd freak out

"M-My love!? No, my dear. Your body is not what I wish when I'm in a foul mood. I wish for you and your comfort. Your body is far to beautiful to be shown to the eyes of others so willingly. Pick carefully who sees such a blessing sight."

If you ever thought Gundham was mad at you, he'd instantly try to soothe you

"Dearest, I may have a devilish temper, but never would it be caused by you. You are precious, far too much so for me to be angry at. I love you with all my heart, my dear. Please don't forget that."

Bless this boy <3

Izuru:

Izuru found you interesting

The minute he realized he wasn't bored by you, he was around you like a lost puppy

Your safety was his number one priority

If anyone ever tried to make fun of you, keyword tried, they'd have to be pretty bold

Izuru is fucking scary

"S/O~Can I have a little private show? It'd make me very happy~" "Repeat yourself." "..." "Go on. What's wrong?" "..." "That's what I thought. I ever catch you near them again and I will be sure to end your worthless existence."

Okay, you would never fall in front of him

He knows when it's gonna happen, so he literally always catches you

And when he does he knows you're embarrassed, so he pulls you to his chest and plays with your hair

"No need to be embarrassed, S/O. It's normal to fall. It is alright."

If you ever thought he was mad at you, he'd be a little upset actually

"I can assure you, I am not angry. I am actually a little upset right now. Weird..." "I-I'm s-sorry! I-I can't do anything r-right!" "I have never felt this before, so thank you. You can do no wrong, love. I promise. I barely get angry, let alone at you...I love you." "R-Really?" "Of course." "I-I love you m-more! Hehe!" "Impossible."

If you ever offered to take your clothes off for him he'd immediately deny you

"If we are going to do something so intimate I want it to be because both of us want to. Not because one wants to please the other. I don't need pleasing, having you in my presence is enough to make me feel, uhm, bubbly? I believe happiness. So, happy. Come here, I believe affection is needed here. I would like to hold you."

[wife-of-magic-monkeys]

The bats Lost Pearl.

Chapter one the bats of the sea lost moon and there star.

Bruce has been watching over his little baby that he was told he made with a one night flig he found it when he was looking for his son. He could tell this child was his by the smell and how it had Little bats on the bubble.

it not uncommon for mermaid to not want the baby and do a magic spell to take the baby out and live it somewhere else and leave it there on it own.

But it very dangerous. Cuz The baby can die as well it was Luck he found his daughter and took her to a cove by his cave where his family stays.

As she grows the bubble become clear.

And he and the rest of the family takes trunks wacthing her

Right now Bruce is reading to her

Just reading her a book his mother read to him but he smels something and grows

Bruce : come out now or die

Sleana comes out and he clams down

Sleana Bruce she is two weeks Old she need a mother you know this.

Bruce scoffed I don't date other mers

Slean ( eye brow raise) yes you have sex with them then leave that how daiman was born and this little kitten guppy.

But I want to be her mother I can't have kids but somtin in me want her as my own. Please let me take care of her.

Well let's just say he said yes cuz slean was being so many good points.

So sleana was a marking the reader with her scent in the bubble and slowly her looks become like both Bruce and sleana

Everything was going very happy

Third pov

A year later the reader bubble pops and a wail was hard

Sealna who has not moved from the spot like mothes who do put there kids in bubble to Keep them safe then there body's. Quickly pick her up and rocks her and feeds her and quickly gos to the surface. And lay her by a rock so the reader can get some sun and dry off a lot of the no longer need film over her body.

Bruce comes back from hunting with his son's and father figure but didn't see sleana but see no bubble. Quickly panicked but when daiman bolt to the surface he she slana beautiful tail. Slowly moving while staying in place he tail the boys to go to the cave and get the air pocket ready.

And when he get up there he see a cute sight

Bruce :hello my little ( y/n) Pearl Star wayen

You look at him and make graby hands and he nuzz you happy purring.

Slean slowly takes you away and put in Damian arms and he since you very careful

Like your made of glass very happy to be a big brother.

All the family come up to do the same bounding

And so far everything is wonderful and happy and at peace.

But sadly life can be cruel

When Bruce and alferd and the boys where called to help the other pods of heroes

You and your mother where Left alone.

You can't swim very well and your still learning.

Slean that it your doing good my little kitten guppy. But right when she garba you a net is Thow right at you and both you and your mom where trying to get out.

That when alferd came back but what he saw made him bolt into action.

With Jason by his side while the others go get help.

But try as the might the get shot and alferd take the hit for his grandson.

Who quickly look torn and quickly takes his grandfather to safety and crying when he to gets hurt.

Lucky the other pod speed swimmer got there and got them to safety.

But sadly the price was to great and lost there moon and star. But the won't stop until they find them.

Tbc

[minyoongees]

comethru || myg

✧ pairing: manager!yoongi x worker!reader

✧ genre: slight angst? hurt/comfort, pathetic attempt at crack, barely there fluff

✧ word count: 2k

✧ summary: Yoongi saves you from heinous karens

✧ snip: "We have a coupon for a free meal at your restaurant and we demand you open it right now!!" this bitch—

✧ warnings: karens, oc gets all panicky, bubbling anxiety, rude af people, unhealthy relations with parents, unrequited love? (oc doesn’t really know)

This fic was genuinely fun to write! I know I did not do a very good job on this it’s lengthy with useless info but it just felt important. Let me know what you think of this!

Also, the title is inspired by Jeremy Zucker's comethru

As a new worker in a big restaurant, there are a few words one could dread to hear. For example, 'You're fired' sounds horrifying, gut wrenching, all your student loans flash before your eyes. It's scary, yes, but it's not as dreadful as the infamous —

"Can I see your manager?"

"Ma'am I already told you the restaurant opens at 11:30 am, and none of the staff arrives before 11, but I'd be happy to serve you at 11:30" you assured.

BANG!

One of the three ladies with a blonde bob cut hit at the door again.

"We don't talk to low class workers, call your manager!" Called out another from the group while the bangs continued. It was so loud you were almost afraid that they will tear this place down.

"Because of the unavailability of the manager, a low class worker is all you'll have to speak to for now," you spat, "but I'd be happiest if you don't speak to me at all"

Numerous loud gasps were heard. If the head chef heard you talking like this, you'll be out of the restaurant sooner than these karens can call your manager.

"HOW DARE YOU TALK LIKE THAT TO A CUSTOMER???"

"Ma'am since you have not walked into the restaurant yet, you are not our customer." you tried to explain, "The restaurant opens at 11:30 ma'am which is just in an hour and a half, I suggest you wait outside on one of the tables."

Even though it was kinda against the rules to sit on the tables unless you eat at the restaurant, but you desperately needed to get rid of the situation. The restaurant didn't even open yet, so what could be the big deal about them sitting on the benches outside. You were just hoping your manager would be understanding.

Anticipating another harsh string of words from them, the total silence that hit you surprised you. You pulled the blinds lower and peeked through them. The ladies were seated on the chairs outside, looking through their phones. Even though a bit shocked that they decided to do what you asked so easily, you didn't wanna jinx it. You thanked your lucky stars and moved on to getting the coffee machine started.

The day hasn't even started yet and the karens are here to disrupt the place already. Being the newbie, you have to come early to get this place started and on top of that, people like them are making it even harder. You clearly don't get paid enough for this.

Moving on to wiping all the tables, you were wishing that when your manger arrives, he'll understand the situation. To come to think of it, he's actually a good man and been nothing but nice to you since you joined here a month ago. He even covered up for you when you broke a plate. Another time he took the blame upon himself when you put a bit too much salt in of the dishes and a few people left unsatisfied. He's been sheltering you ever since you joined here and you've been enjoying this more than you should. Yet you still can't help but hope he handles it this time too and saves you from these heinous Karens.

brrring brrring brrring!!

The sounds catches you off guard not because of it's sudden penetration into the too good to be true silence, but because it shouldn't be ringing when it's the restaurant's hours closed. Nevertheless against your better judgement you pick it up and place the receiver between your ear and shoulder.

"Thanks for calling the Nile's! My name is y/n, how can I help you today?"

"We have a coupon for a free meal at your restaurant and we demand you open it right now!!"

this bitch—

"Ma'am as I explained already, the restaurant opens at 11:30 and if you walk in by then, I'll be happy to serve you and make use of your coupons too." Is it too early to quit?

"Am I talking to the manager?" she asked penetratingly.

"The manager is not here yet, but as soon as he arrives, I'll make sure you're the first person he talks to." you tried calmly hoping it would help.

The woman on the line took a deep breath but nothing could prepare you for the coming onslaught of distress.

"Missy you've been saying this to us since the morning and yet your manager isn't here. You should not open a restaurant when you do not know how to run it.”

She was so loud you couldn't even hear yourself losing the will to live.

"You do not know my husband. If he gets to know about the way you've treated me today, your restaurant will be closed forever." She threatened and you could hear her talking from the outside. Did she know that you did not own the restaurant?? "You should be grateful to me for not telling. Now open this damn door RIGHT NOW!!”

Another round of bangs started ringing and it echoed through the walls. They seemed louder than you know they should've been. And it was the trigger. The helplessness of the situation created panic. Your eyes unfocused, your stomach churned and your heartbeat escalated. You felt trapped.

Her shrill sound coming from the phone felt like it was piercing your ear drums and you could no longer understand what she was saying. So you slammed the receiver back into place, not knowing what to do anymore.

The grip on the cloth between your fingers seemed weak. You have always been a strong woman, dealing with irrational people all your life since you spent most of it around such people. But the karens have been tormenting you since the past 30 minutes and it was bound to get to you, sooner or later. Though you'd hoped for later rather than sooner. They way they started banging on the door while demanding something from you seemed so familiar to the way your parents banged on your bedroom door when you locked yourself in to save yourself from them.

Anywho, the situation is delayed for now and you have to calm down and start working again or you won't be done till the rest of the staff comes around. You don't know till when you'll be living under Yoongi's shadows and he'll be protecting you.

You put your hands on your face and let out a deep breath. Back to work bitches.

You started wiping the tables again, trying to think about something else. That 'something else' had a lot of options for you like, how are you going to repay your student loan that you took to go to college and didn't even help you land a decent job, or how your mom has been pestering you since months to get married and you haven't the found the best way to tell her yet that you wanna focus on your career for now and become a chef, or... well let's just say you had better things to worry about. But your train off thoughts was cut short when the phone rang again.

You already knew who was calling, so you decided against picking up. The ear splitting sound of the phone again echoed through the walls and it made you want to throw the phone against a wall. You know the restaurant phones should be loud enough to be heard by the staff even when the place is busy, but it did not help with the way it was making you feel.

After what seemed like forever, it stopped ringing and you went on to work again. The phone rang several times after that and with each ring, you felt your patience slipping farther away from you. You had half the mind to pick up the phone and tell them off, but you knew it would only anger them further. Yet you couldn't let this go on so after at least a dozen calls, you decided to pick it up.

"Thanks for calling at the Nile's! My name is y/n how can I help you today?" you spoke through a sigh.

"I'VE BEEN CALLING AT THIS DAMN RESTAURANT SINCE THE PAST 2 HOURS AND NOBODY HAS PICKED IT UP." she bellowed. If you thought she was loud and shrill earlier, you would change your mind now. Also, 2 hours????? you weren’t even here 2 hours ago!

"I HAVE GOT ALL THAT YOU HAVE DONE ON MY PHONE AND I WILL POST THIS ALL ON FACEBOOK THE WAY YOU HAVE TREATED ME IS NOT AT ALL A WAY TO TREAT A CUSTOMER." she didn't even pause for a breath "WAIT TILL MY HUSBAND HEARS ABOUT THIS."

You didn't dare say anything for the fear that anything that may come out of your mouth right now, may anger her further, considering, you were not the manager she hoped to talk to.

There was small hustle on the other end. You could hear the ladies outside arguing a little. After a short pause, someone spoke again.

"Am I talking to manager?" this was not the woman who yelled at you earlier but someone else.

"Yes you are, ma'am"

You let out a small shriek. Surprised to see the receiver that was in your hands a moment ago, placed against Yoongi's ear. When the hell did he get here and how did you not even realize?? Even so, a strange feeling of safety filled up your chest at the sight of him and you felt like you could breath again.

"No ma'am, we cannot do that for you. As y/n here explained to you, the restaurant opens at 11:30 and no exceptions will be made for anyone." he explained calmly and it had you hoping that they'd listen to him if not you.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused to you ma'am."

You just stood being a witness to one side of the conversation. You could hear someone talking outside the restaurant as well, but couldn't make out their exact words.

You admired his calm even in such a patronizing situation. At least to you, it was that way. In your eyes, he seemed so serene, his lips moved to utter the most calming sounds and you felt like you'd hand over your life to him if he asked you for it.

You really needed to practice professional work ethics when it came to him.

"Yes we will take care of this in the future, thank you for your suggestion."

"Ma'am we do not accept any kind of coupons for any of the meals provided here. Are you sure it is the same restaurant?"

Wait. But we do accept coupons here at the Nile's...

"No ma'am we cannot do that for you. There is no such policy, and we do not accept coupons."

"You can totally go ahead and call the police for yourself and we'll be sure to tell them how have harassed one of our workers over here." He said in an unbothered tone, gaze floating to you and you strangely found yourself looking away.

"Sure thing. Thank you for calling!"

And he placed the receiver back, as if job accomplished.

"Are you okay y/n?" He questioned. In his deep eyes, you saw genuine concern for yourself and you wanted to stay there for some while more. His voice was music to your ears and you did not want your own voice to taint the air around.

But he asked you something.

"Yeah." you said breathlessly and cleared your throat. "Yes, I'm fine, thanks for the help Yoongi"

It was something he insisted you call him even though the rules say he is your senior and should be addressed as so.

"Such people are so irritating and do not deserve to be let out of their homes. What kind of a husband would it be, huh!" he wondered, "though I question if there is any husband at all or she was just bluffing."

"Yeah I know right?" you didn't know what to say. "Though it was really impressive the way you handled them, I could never!"

He laughed at that. Sounded so heavenly, your knees kind of gave out.

And it was another day when he saved you. Why does he do that for you? Why was he here here so early? Why does he even try to get to close to you?

These are questions you do not have the answers to yet. You hope to get them someday. But you are happy they you are right now. Or maybe you are too afraid that the answers to these questions wouldn't be what you'd like to hear. Maybe he was just being nice and you being a horndog took the hint wrong way.

But for now, you have all the time (45 mins max before some other employee comes) to enjoy this moment with him alone in the closed restaurant, surrounded by the smell of food and his cologne and you have no idea which you like better. You wouldn't have it any other way.

masterlist | fin.