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tammyu2 · 3 months

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My friend requested this from me personally :>

“I want it to start of with a bit of angst. I want you to take from the trailer of N and Uzi comforting eachother after losing V, and from there I want to see what you do with the two chatting and leading up to a first kiss...“

Comfort and Confessions

“U-uzi?“

Uzi sat there on the ground,with her legs hugged to her chest. Staring at the floor sadly. Befpre groaning and putting her good hand on her hair griping it slightly, gritting her teeth out of frustration. She had been too focused in her thoughts to notice N a few feet away from her, bending his knees while tilting his head to see her face.

Uzi stopped gripping her hair once she caught her reflection in an oil puddle next to her that was cause from a whole in the the ceiling. She the sighed before looking to her right and jumping slightly at the sight of N waving his hand softly. She looked away quickly while pouting.

“What are you doing here?” She said stubbornly while whipping away any tears that were spilling on her screen.

“I told Tessa I wanted to check on you... I was worried..“ He said softly. “N-not that you can't h-handly yourself!- Its j-just I wanted to check in- And all!-“ He said akwardly rambling nervously.

Uzi stands up before looking at him with holographic tears on her monitor-

[I guess cause ther are robots and all-]

“A-are you still sad about..?“ N didn't continue but she knew he was talking about V. “You know I'm here for you and all... We can go through this together- Oof!-“ Before N could finish his sentance Uzi ran up to him and hugged him.

Stiff and startled, N didn't do anything for a minute. When he finally registered what was happening he hugged her back as Uzi gripped his shoulder a bit more as tears started to spill from her monitor again.

N lulls her while hugging her gently. As if she could have broken at any moment. (The hug was a bit akward cause like she didn't have her other arm and all) They exchanged no words as Uzi calmed down a bit and pulled away slowly still in his arms. She shyly looked at N as N looked down at her.

Tears still in her eyes.

“I just.. miss her.. I hope she is okay..“

N was a bit taken back cause this was out of character for Uzi. But now? Her in his arms letting him see her vulnerable side. And opening up to him? He was shocked but also honored she trusted him this much to her like this.

N raised one of his hands and wiped away her tears and rested his hand on her chin.

“She will be fine. I know her, she won't go down so easily. So long we will be fine aslong as we are together. I promise I will protect you.“ N said reassuringly. Uzi did not respond. Still looking up at him before softly smilling and leaning into his touch as his hand came up to her cheek again.

“Thank you N. I know you will.“ She said as she looked at him longingly. Both of their expressions faultered as the slowly leaned in. N stopped when there was a small gap inbetween them.

“May I?“ He said whispering softly. Uzi didnt respond, only pulling him by his shirt and kissing him.

The kiss was sweet. A reassurance for both of them. Uzi mostly guided N because he was knew to this. And she was somewhat experienced from that one awkward kiss she had in kindergarden with this random guy because of a bet her old friend dared her to do.

N used the hand that wasnt holding her cheek to pull her closer by her waist gently. As he did that Uzi let go of his shirt and wrapped her arm around his neck.

Its was going all good till a voice sounded from the hallway N came from...

“What did I say about dating my robot?“ Tessa said as she sassily put her hand on her hip leaning on her right leg.

They parted quickly. N a blushing mess covering his face with his hands. Softly groaning out of embarrassment. Uzi blushing lightly before running up to Tessa face.

“Bite me! I never asked for your input!!“ She said gritting her teeth as Tessa’s stance didn't change.

They bantered back and forth as N was making sure his system didn't over heat.

What a first kiss hey? THOUGHTS??? THIS WAS MY FIRST ONLINE ONE SHOT!! HOPE YA LIKE IT!!!! (not proof read)

-Tammy<3

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royalwriteroftheuniverse · 2 years

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The beginning of the end of Lloyd Lloyd Hanson origin story.

COMMENTS welcome its still a Work in progress. Reblogs are welcome working on a larger peice im thinking it might go this way or maybe another way. So I need feedback

Trigger Warnings 18+ as always just incase there is mention of Lloyd getting aroused once just one sentance violence, kidnapping. Guns being shot and manipulation. No reposting or publishing elsewhere or translating you are responsible for what you read.

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Immediately following the events of The Gray Man

Lloyd stood frozen at the sight he last time he saw her she was...

"Meg but I thought you were-"

"So did I looks like we were both reserected. Happy Easter. We've got work to do" she shoved files in his hand. Not amused at him or the situation.

Lloyd stood there speachless by the only women who could do that to him. Who turned him into....by breaking his heart. Alive breathing and she looked good.

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Years ago when Lloyd had begun his training.

Lloyd: copy that you're clear I have eyes you get to-

He felt steal against his head

"Bang"

Lloyd's head dropped

Then the gun lowered "bang"

"You're dead Lloyd What are you doing?" He didn't respond "What. Were. You. Do.Ing."

" I was covering my p-"

" No You were trying to get killed," she held her her hand for the ear peice. "Give it to me.:

He bregrudegedly agreed.

"You need to look out for yourself because trust me no one will be covering your ass in the field. It may be all friendships bracelets and kumbayas now but out there no one care trust me."

She blows a horn two long one and two short signaling a reset on the field.

"Again We start from the top" she emphases to Lloyd

"But"

"I don't care . Just as much as you hate it its boring for me to go over the same stupid simulation point out the the same issues. I mean how many time do I have to fucking say it Lloyd. No one will come for you. No one will rescue you you go on there and your partner will do the same thing you go down they continue. When will you start to fucking trust me on this. It's not boy scouts"

The frustration rose in the chest as she finally fired the gun at three trunks.

Lloyd. Steped back a little.

"Oh yea I dont have a training gun oops she says dryly. " Crushing his earpiece with her bare hand it both terrified Lloyd and turned him on.

She turned her back and walked away and Lloyd caught up and put his hand on her shoulder which she grabbed, twisted and held him securely with his hand behind his back

"Don't do that."

"How do you know?"

"Because"

"I was like you then I spent six fucking months in a terrorist camp in the hills. partner was dead mission failed and HQ knew. They heard. And I waited for my rescue and no one came I got myself out. Then I found out there was no failed exfil there wasn't even an attempt at one. As far as they were concerned I was K.I.A. in an unscantioned operation."

She took a shaky breath

Then through gritted teeth "I am trying to help you here."

She let go and he turned around rubbing her wrist.

"I love you Lloyd. I do. But you're going to get killed out there unless you listen to me. Because he was alive"

"He"

"My partner"

"Alive and fine he didn't even care while he knew I was-"

Her head dropped.

He stepped slowly to her

Then in a caring voice- slowly lifting his hand to her shoulder

"Did they?"

"Don't" she said softly with a tear escaping for her eye.

"I dont want to be going to your funeral Lloyd because I didnt do my job." She sniffled.

He looked her over- this confident badness chuck just gone. Her eyes down. Her shoulders rolled forward slightly

"You won't. I'll listen. I promise you. When were on a mission together."

"If"

She looked at something else on the ground. As he stepped closer

"When because ill pass training. I'll never leave you behind I'd rather be there with you. Than to live without you."

Thier faces were closes her breathes uneven as she then threw her arms around Lloyd's neck

Promise me you won't tell anyone what I just told you. I never told anyone- her breath shaky

"I promise" me wispered in her ear as he rubbed her back.

"Come on" she sniffed "Lets go get another ear peice for you." She went to while her tears off when Lloyd did it for her.

"What did I say about getting too close? "

"It's more fun to see the fear as you kill them. Not that you ass."

They did then things were reset.

Everyone was reset as meg and the other trainers and supervisors sat at the command center

"Well that was evil." One commented

"That was fun" she laughed

"Tears were a nice touch."

"You can send my Oscar to my office."

"And you don't feel the slightest bit of sorrow for him?"

She breathed in slow. "No. " She smiled "he'll thank me one day well not thank me my grave stone. I'm thinking I want one of those infinity flames. But trust me if I needed a heart transplant he'd give me his. Bit of a shame though- might have made someone a good husband." She says with an indifferent look

"Oh yea you look so broken up." A handler rolls thier eyes.

"Hey I train him to be a ruthless killer I've done my penance and I'm back on the field and Meg is dead."

What do you all think

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maxismp1 · 1 year

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Wanda with a comfort fem or nb reader you can decide, but like Wanda is going through stuff after the blip and needs someone to help her with copping with what happened and that she needs to move on even if its hard for her she can,(this can be during Wandavision) and maybe this could be Platonic?

Thank you

-HauntedFoxInternet

It is you again I see my dear. I can do that. The thing is, as much as I am part of the fandom, I did not see wandavision. But. As I said before. Your request makes my imagination bloom. Ofc I can do it. And... it was long time since I watched any marvel moves.... I totaly didn't forget certain personalities.....

Wanda's time of need

Everything was not alright. Everything was overwhelming, and people did not help. Wanda was hurt, tired and sad. She was gone from the face of earth. Just to come back. It was too much. Everyone could feel it, it was just there.

People tried helping. People tried comforting. But they just made it worse. Constant "everything is alright." Or "are you okay". She wished to just get away from everyone.

"Wanda, dear, are you okay?"

That voice... so comforting and soothing. She could just hug it, yet she couldn't. The person that it was coming from tho. Then. She could hug. The voice belongs to you.

You were there for everyone. Not romanticly. No, no, no. You were there as comfort. No one knew what it is with you. You helped Loki when he cane to the tower, you calmed Barns when he had his episodes. You helped Tony with his problems. You were just the right person for it.

"Ye... yeah im alright"

"You are a bad liar, dear"

Those nicknames were so carousal. You had it for everyone. It was your way of greeting people. You were not an older lady that calls then that due to them being way younger. It was the way you grew up.

"I know.."

"Do you wish to speak about it?"

You knew what to say, you knew how to ask or respond in this situations.

"Yeah"

"Do you want to go to a more private area. I don't think the kitchen is the best place"

"It's alright."

"Alright then. What is bothering you"

"Everything. Everything is so overwhelming. It doesn't sit right. People are too much. I was erased from earth then broth back. Just to kill someone.."

"Many people were erased on that day mate, we couldn't stop it from happening. But we did now. That is in past. And what's in past stays in past. No?"

"Yes..."

"You made the right choice, you did what you think was alright. You are safe now. With me. With others. We are here for you"

Even tho you comforted so many. Even tho you saved so many. It was still painful to see someone suffer this much.

" Emotions are cruel things. No one can predict what shall happen when one gets so worked up because od them. When they bubble up, just waiting to be poped.

It's the way of human mind. We were created that way. People get traumatised and think they can't feel them anymore. Some can't. And that's alright. No one is to blame for it. Not even yourself .

Traumatic events happened in past, but as I said. The past is the last. And should stay as that. It may taunt you in the future. But it's more important to rember the happy part od it. Just keep your head up, think about the things that make you happy. Take deep breaths and relax."

"Thank you y/n... thank you"

"You are welcome my dear"

You had time to finnish the sentance. But when you did. You felt the taller woman hug you. You hugged back. She deserves it. Like everyone else .

As I said.... I forgot half of the things in movie so I decided to make you my dear reader, talk more then her..... I hope you do not feel as I ignored the main part of your request.

Remainder. I'm dyslexic. If you see spelling mistakes. Tell me in comments.

Another remainder. Drink water and take care of yourselfs my loves. Goodnight or good day.

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kakashifanrp · 3 years

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36 + secret relationship + angst with happy ending?

An: Thank you for the request 🥰 Hope you enjoy the story 🥰

Prompt:

36. "I Don't know who you are anymore.."

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Guilty Feeling

3 years had gone by soo fast, almost too fast. Being a forced retired shinobi now, you had gone into the family buisness after your recovery.. Selling baked goods along with your mother. Your chakra network had been severly damaged around a year ago, which had you to give up on the shinobi life. You didn't mind, at least after you got used to the whole civillian life that you were living.. The one who seemed to taking it harder than you were your boyfriend.. Kakashi, that you had been in a relationship for around 3 years..

After the accident he had changed alot.. And not in a good way. If people had known about you two they would have noticed aswell, but since your relationship had been private from the start you were left alone to notice the changes. He used to come around during the recovery when he had time, but now you had only seen him in the streets, him ignoring everyone as usual or having the cold stare that he usually had whenever anyone tried to talk to him. He had been rather colder than usual...

It was just one of the regular early mornings when you had gotten to the bakery around 4 am do get it ready for the day, that you saw him on the roof in full anbu gear. It was unusual seeing him around the village like that, which meant he were about to go on a mission, just got home or in the middle of one. Neither really made sence since he actually made his presence known. You didn't know why he was acting like that, but when he didn't move from the rooftop and kept staring at you throught the bakery window you waved at him, gesturing for him to come inside. If he had the time to stare at you for a long period of time while you were working, then he would have the time to actually come by and say hi.

As soon as you had vawed to the masked ninja he dissapeared, making you frown a bit before just conntinuing your work. Around 8 am your mother came in to take over. "Y/N, Did you check the notes for today?" She were going throught the calendar on the desk with a frown on her face. "No, is there something important coming up mother?" You washed your hands and dried them before walking over to the woman. "The baking trip to the land of grass... It is next week" She pointed at the red marks in the book and sighed. "Apperantly we have to cancel this year.. The roads are more unsafe than ever after what I got from your father" It was a yearly thing, some bakeries met up in one of the smaller countries for a market, normally your mother went each year since she loved that stuff.

"It is not uncommon to hire shinobi assistanse on journeys mother... The worst out there for people like us would be robbers anyway" You smiled, and got ready to leave. "Yeah, I can discuss it more with your father.. Maybe send you for a change, you are never out of the village anymore" You shaked your head as you picked up the baked goods that you couldn't sell and put it in your bag. "We have to see, a longer trip would be nice.. But it has been a long time since I was outside the gates."

She turned to look at you with her regular soft smile. "Think about it, maybe it will do you good.. Who knows, maybe you find a husband" the sentance made you cringe as you sighed. "mother, I am 25, still young and in no rush for that kind of thing" It was no secret that your mother wanted grandkids, apperantly she had to mention it all the time to make sure you knew. "You are not getting any younger either, Y/N... At least think about it" You just nodded before waving goodbye, ending the conversation there. You had not told your parents about Kakashi, that would only put unecessary pressue on him, which he was not ready for at all.

The week conntinued the same, you went in early to bake for the day, and Kakashi was standing on the rooftop looking throught the window. It started to become annoying, atleast when the man choosed to ignore you the rest of the time, and if he even aknowlegded you it was that cold stare of his. Maybe this trip were not the worst thing, getting away from the annoyence would be great.. Soo you decided to let your mother know that you were gonna go for her this year, and be the face of the store at the market. Your father had agreed to the whole thing as long as you hired shinobi escort and guards for the weekend, which you had no problems with doing offcourse.

You had put in the request with the Hokage, and signed it as a B rank. Since it could be robbers and those kind of things. All you had to do was to take some days off to prepare and wait for a team to get assigned to you from the Hokage. Since it was a market, you would need alot of stuff, and clothes for the occation. The knock on your door made you take your eyes off the mess on your bed as you walked over and opened the door, almost expecting your mother, but were met with a displeased silverhaired instead. "really, the land of grass? In a time like this?" Kakashi walked inside, and looked at you. "How did you know about that?"

You had not had the chance to tell him yet, since the few times you had seen his face he had been ignoring you. That was when you noticed the change in his attire.. The grey anbu vest was gone, aswell as the crop top underneath. He were wearing the regular jōnin outfit, which actually looked good on him. "why do you think? You asked for help for a B rank? After what happened last year?" And there it was, the glare of his and the tone of his voice didn't make it any better. "well hello to you too" you sighed and walked back to the bedroom to conntinue with the packing, having him following you for once. "I asked for a B rank because it can be robbers around, nothing else" You sighed and started to put things away. "soo since you are here then, it means someone you know got assigned too the mission?"

"Yes, I was.. Who else?" Your brows narrowed as you turned to look at him. "That don't make sense, Kakashi.. You are in the anbu.." You stopped when you noticed the change in his posture. "not anymore, I am going to have genins assigned to me.. But there is none available yet.. Soo regular missions it is" The way he pushed his hands in his pockets just confirmed he was not his usual self. "Ok, maybe thats good for you.. You have alot to teach the new genins afterall with your experince.. And if you are assigned to the market thing we can take it as a get away weekend?" You smiled, feeling this might be something he needed.

"no.. I want you to cancel.." It was blunt and short, a typichal command that a superiour would give those underneath them. "I will not cancel, I promised my mother and it helps the bakery... What is going on with you lately?" Your hands were on your hips as you watched him, trying to read him to figure him out. "Nothing, But all this for a stupid market.. You are only doing that career because you can't do what you really want to anymore, it is obious for most" That was the last straw, of all the things Kakashi could have said, that was low blow. "I Don't know who you are anymore.." You whispered. "I see you when we leave for the market" With that you just conntinued to pack, letting him leave without anymore words between you two.

When the day came you stood by the gate with your mom, her not even noticing how late Kakashi was since she was rambling. "now, remember.. You need to get right to baking when you get there, freshnes is the top priority! And keep that smile on your face, you never know" You rolled your eyes and sighed. "mother, I have it all under controll.." First then she noticed the ninja had arrived. "well, he seem to be able to protect the goods, oh and Y/N.. No fighting" You narrowed your brows. "and who am I suppose to fight?"

"you are your fathers daughter, you never need a reasion.. We won't have you scaring a potential husband would we?" You cringed at her words. "mother.." You warned, hating her constant mention of it. "You are 25 and single, at this point I won't have any grandbabies.. I allready had you when I was that age..maybe I should been harder with your father and have it arranged" You shaked your head. "See you in a few days.. And don't dare to even think that thought...." You just started walking, grabbing Kakashi's arm to make him move before your mother started to try something more. Before he was able to even give a snarky comment you put your hand up." one word, and I will fight you" You warned, not in a good mood. "too bad you can't in your condition" He muttered and removed your hands from his arm like you had burned him.

It went quiet between you after that, he still seemed to be wierd in the way he was acting.. Secound time he had brought up you obious flaws, which he knew would hurt..but this time you decided to ignore it. The last thing you needed was relationship drama. The walk would take the whole day, making you both arrive late at the village in the land of grass. You showed the ID for the market and had to explain and show papers on why you had a shinobi with you. Very typichal for events like this in a neutral village that didn't want trouble.. You followed to the appartment your mother had rented and sighed when you got inside. "Are you hungry, Kakashi?" You looked back at him as you placed your backpack down. He had been reading in his book the whole way here, and even started over at page 1 again.

"I find something, no need to wait up" He left before you even could answer, making you sigh. He had the days off, soo he could do what he wanted... But this was starting to get ridicolous. You found your room and got it ready before taking a shower.. You had a few things to buy before you could start to bake everything you needed for tomorrow. When all was ready you got your wallet, and walked out to check out the village. You were suprised to find most of the stores open this late.. One or two would be normal, but almost all was suprising. You found the store your mother had recomended and got the few things you missed before leaving. Everyone seemed happy and ready for the market, booths were allready up and people were out and about which made you smile a bit.

"ey, You are here for the market aren't you?" A man looking around the same age as you walked up as you nodded. "soo you are from the leaf? Stepping in for your mother this year I pressume?" He started to walk next to you. "Yes, you are here for the same reasion?" Small talk was not what you were in the mood for, but not being polite would be out of charachter. "Yeah, Booth next to yours, finally able to hold it myself this year since my father decided to retire... It is going to get busy, soo you should make sure you have enough" The man smiled. You stopoed outside the appartment building when you reached it and nodded. "I am well aware, but thank you... Maybe I buy something to taste tomorrow" You quickly exused yourself and walked up to the appartment and hurried inside with a deep sigh.

"found that husband?" You yelped as Kakashi was next to you, making you loose the bags. "don't you start too!" You groaned and grabbed the bags before walking to the kitchen. "When did you get back here? I thought you wanted to stay away from the boring baker?" You muttered as you started to place everything on the counter to get started. "I followed you when I saw you walking around, you of all know it is not safe to walk around at night in a unkown village" Kakashi followed behind, suddenly he was concerned. "I might not be a shinobi anymore, but I sure as hell know how to kick a mans butt if I need too" You grabbed the aproon and put it on as you found the bowls and all you needed. "really? Didn't look like that with the tall and handsome baker out there? Didn't know you choosed men after what career you are having" The way he could spat such words while staying calm and unfaced by what he was even saying started to not only hurt, but annoy you.

"Ok, Enough with this snarky behaviour of yours.. Either you are telling me whats going on with you, or you shut up about it until we get back to the village" You looked at him, watching his eye narrow as he thought about the options. "neither, I do as I please in my freetime."

"Then use your freetime everywhere else but the kitchen..." The last thing you needed was for the baking to get disturbed or filled with negative emotions. You didn't care if he decided to stand there, but the comments he was giving lately was too much. You ignored him for once as you started making everything you needed for tomorrow, knowing your mother used to be popular during the markets she went on. When you finally finnished everything it was almost 4 am and you sighed and looked at everything. You put the aproon down and walked to the bedroom before falling down on the bed and falling asleep.

You groaned as you woke up after just 3 hours. Hopefully the day would just go by quickly. You got up, took a shower and got dressed in the kimono your mother had told you to wear. When that was done you made sure your hair was ok aswell. You knocked on Kakashi's door, but there were no answers. Since he didn't respond you let him be.. Either he was still asleep or had left allready. You grabbed the boxes with the baked goods and decided to go to the booth early to get everything ready. You made sure everything was set up nicely and in order aswell as it was enough to last for the whole day. "Soo you are a early bird, as to be expected of us bakers" The man from yeasterday smiled from the booth next to you. "You can say that..just want to make sure this goes well" You admitted, and noticed the sign on his booth, and the name was familliar. Apperantly they always stood next to your mother when she sold things on theese markets, and she said they were a friendly family.

"Soo you brought shinobi with you I see, I heard the roads could be dangerous" You turned and noticed Kakashi standing close and you nodded. "Yeah, better safe than sorry.." It was calming knowing Kakashi was around, even if you two were not in the best place. "Yeah, some of the others could not come because of it.. It was a shame really.." You narrowed your brows and looked at the man. "It is, but maybe it calms down for next year" You looked back at Kakashi and waved at him, he took his time to walk over fully, but atleast he came. "Can you watch over the booth while I grab some tea? Please?" You whispered. "I rather get the tea instead.. " You just nodded and gave him your wallet. "Thank you" You smiled at him, happy that he were kind enough to do soo.

It was suprising to have kakashi staying close by the whole day, at least when he had the day off to do wathever. You started to close the booth for the day and made sure to take the boxes back to the appartment. "When was the last time you ate?" Kakashi opened the door for you as you went inside and placed the boxes on the counter. "I had some of the baked stuff earlier, but it has been busier than I thought it would be.. But thank you.. For staying today" He scoffed a bit and shaked his head. "I had nothing better to do.. And I didn't like the booth neightbour of yours, he seems suspicious" He muttered a response

"Yeah, no one is that overly polite, at least without a catch" You smiled and went to get changed, ready to get out of the kimono for the day and find something comfortable to wear. "are you gonna be angry with me for a long time, Kakashi?" You came back out when you were done and raised a brow as you watched him carefully. "It is kind of frustrating that a man has to talk with me to get your attention" It was not hard to put two and two togheter, he would not have stayed close if it hadn't been for the man in the booth next to you. "You think that is the only reasion?" You nodded, not caring about the annoyed tone in his voice. "I do.. And I also know you requested to take this mission instead of my old teammate.." You watched him tense a bit, thats how you knew you got him.

"You have been acting wierd for the past few months.. At least after I got out of the hospital and had to retire.." You had a feeling he didn't want to be with anyone who was civillian, that this might be the reasion. "Soo they told you?" Kakashi tilted his head as he looked over at you. "about this mission yes.. But he was happy to stay back home..I am just trying to understand whats going on.. If you want to end things you can, I won't hold it against you" You didn't have much to offer anymore anyway, atleast not for a shinobi like him.. "it is not that.. How could you even think that?" He straighten up a bit as he walked over carefully. "I'm just... I can't stand something like that happening again.. If My team had came sooner.. Maybe" You stopped him, knowing exactly where he was going. "Then it could have been you.. We were lucky your team showed up when you did.. We didn't even know the Anbu was going to back us up.. And we underestimated the rouges" You sighed, not liking the idea of what could have happened if he did show up sooner than what he did.

"I promised to keep you safe.. But I failed.. I know you wanted to become a jōnin leader and have genins.. It just feels wrong that I am the one getting it and not you" He sighed and looked away. Kakashi had never been good when it came to opening up, but at least he was trying when it mattered. "Don't think like that.. I am alive, and that is because of you... I think you will be a great teacher.. I missed you, you know?" Now when you thought about it the comments he made were not to go at you, but to point out too himself how he failed.. "I missed you too, I just can't stand not being able to be there when you need me.." You sighed and pulled him into a hug. "Thats why you were outside the bakery wasen't it?" You felt his arms wrap around you too as his mask tickled your cheek when he nodded. "Next time, just try to talk with me.. I don't like when you hold that inside.. It changes you" You cupped his cheek and looked up at him, knowing he had a darkness in him that could change the man within secounds. "I will try.." You smiled and kissed his masked lips, that was good enough for you. If he is willing to try to speak when he can, that would always be enough. "Lets go out and find something to eat.. The market is still open, and I know you wanted to see it?" He smiled a bit, making you smile aswell. God, how you had missed that smile.

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nanaminsonyfans · 4 years

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✨Shouta Aizawa hcs✨

A/N; fuck it, shouta aizawa relationship headcanons because i'm a self indeulgent bitch and need my fix

Pairing; Shouta Aizawa x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings; spoilers for season four, fluff, smut, sfw, nsfw, slight angst

SFW

Shouta Aizawa is obviously a big ol teddy bear

You love to embarrass him at UA, you yourself being a teacher at UA!

You teach them hand to hand combat, but like aggressivly, like you fucking kick ass

You're quirk is just being fast, kinda like the flash or quicksilver

Along with the speed, you are semi hyper, enough to keep up with the kids these days

You've been married to Shouta for a while but both of you agreed that your private life is to remain private, only the other teachers and nezu knew about it

You keep your ring on your finger ofc, but he keeps his in a chain around his neck, hidden behidn his binding cloth

You were on that mission to save Eri; hearing of a little girl made you frustrated and depressed

You and Shouta always talked about having kids but never really acted on it, i mean you both kinda already adopted Hitoshi Shinsou....

You were running with Mirio, honestly too fast to have the walls stop you. Also you can vibrate your patricles to slip through anything, but that leaves you comepletly naked if a wall did get in your way

Luckily that didnt happen.

Mirio was faster than you, you honestly didn't know whether to be thankful or angry at yourself because you go there late, his quirk was already gone

You tried to get the girl, overhaul was fast though, faster than you which was a first

He made the floor spikes, stabbed your feet and legs; causing you to not be able to run.

It hurt to walk or run so you didnt

"Y/n! What happened!?" Shouta finally arrived.

"You're...You're late to the party." You grunt, shoes now covered in blood and your suit ripped from your ankle to your mid thigh from the stabbing.

"Are you okay?" Concern fills your husbands voice, your couldnt see his eyes from those goggles and his hair but you could almost sense the tears.

"Sho, dont care baby. You arent the emotional one. Thats me." You teased and kissed him. "I'll be fine, worry about Deku and the girl, I-I think Mirio got out- i mean Lemillion." You sigh softly

After everything, you were bedridden in the hospital, much to your dismay

"Y/n stay in bed you can't be walking around!" "I can and i will- ah fuck-" Walking still hurt, the soreness and tenderness of your feet overpowering the need to see anyone or get around.

You heal up of course; and around the the same time as Eri. You always went over to her hospital room despite the warning not too but hey, she was obviously lonely.

You would braid her hair, paint her nails if she wished, put flowers in her braids or pigtails, you even watched Sailor Moon with her in which she wanted her hair up like hers! It was adorable

When she needed a play to stay, You jumped out of your seat so quick

"Shouta and I can take care of her!" You yell before Nezu can even finish his sentance. Your husband turned red at your declaration but he didn't argue

So she became your little buddle of joy!

You've never been happier

You teach her all of the schooling she missed out on, and helped her and answered any questions she had

Aizawa loved her as much as you, you felt like a happy family!

Then the time came; FAMILY PHOTOS

You talked Shouta into it, it was for christmas cards to send to the facility and your family! It would be cute!

So you go to the mall with Eri and Shouta, and but onesies. The theme is cats, its the only way you got Shouta to say yes to your shenanigans

Eri wanted a pink cat, you wanted a purple, and Aizawa was a basic bitch and wanted a plain black one

It was all fun though

This man loved his little family, i mean why wouldn't he?

He had the best partner and daughter, even if she was adopted she addressed you both as papa and papa/mama

NSFW

This man is big on eating you out

He can work his tongue like a GOD(i listen to too much yagami yato)

"You like that kitten? You always taste so fucking good...it's intoxicating."

His words always made you quiver

Shouta's favorite position is between your thighs, he loves to be suffocate between them

You love to have your thighs around his neck , his scruffy beard always tickled your plush soft thighs

You're always covered in hickeys and love bites, thighs, hips, chest, collarbone, he never made obvious marks, he still wanted your guys private life to be PRIVATE

He much rather give you pleasure orally than received it from you, but you love to treat him

You're very scandalous and ended up giving him a few blowjobs in the teachers louge or in broom closets at UA

You get punished for it later

Because of his binding scarf he is very much so into bondage, with your consent of course.

He'll tie you up, legs spread, blindfolded, maybe even gagged, he likes to tease

Aizawa is not into hurting you, but if you request for him to choke you of pull your hair, he will.

"Pull my hair Sho." He pulled your hair. "No, not from the roots, the ends so it hurts." Shouta was no sadist but, hearing those moans almost made it worth it.

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futurewriter2000 · 4 years

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Assertive People

A/N: I just felt like writing this and I really did enjoy writing it. Hope yall like it.

PAIRING: Sirius Black x reader

“I am in love with you.” a sudden voice spoke next to your right.

Slowly, carefully even, you turned your head to his face and decided to give him the cold shoulder. You turned your head back to your book and continued to read.

“Ignoring me. The perfect type.” he bit his lower lip and leaned over the table and into your eyesight. He walked with his index and middle finger to your book and placed his whole palm on top of it. “Woo-hoo.”

You shot him a deadly glare and pulled your book under his palm. You swung your bag over your shoulder in a flash, you were gone. Frustrated and angry, you stormed to the library instead.

Hearing his footsteps run along after you, made you sped up and turn your current goal from library to the room of requirements. In a second, he lost you.

“Bollocks.” he put his hands over his black curs and ran his hands down his face.

---

He hadn’t seen you in the next few days. He told himself that you must have been avoiding him. The pretty, mysterious Durmstrang girl, who clearly wasn’t joyous from switching schools. He had always found you intriguing, made it his mission to make you his friend... if not more.

Quiet, never smiling and always with a book tucked under your arm, you swiftly moved down the corridors, in the Great Hall and on to every corner of the castle. you hadn’t talked to anybody, made it clear you do not like making friends in this school. In and out was your plan.

You never raised your hand but exceeded in every subject except Arithmancy. It was average but the grades started getting better throughout the following months.

He had seen you in the common room, tucked behind a book.

Gryffindor. Just the perfect house for you. He was excited to hear you got into Gryffindor instead of Slytherin since you had shown more characteristic of one than the other.

“Here is why.” he sat down and grin, his eyes lifted up into the ceiling. “I think it was love at first sight. I saw you and you were this stunning woman I had ever laid my eyes on. You clearly did not even look at me, nor anybody really- which I don’t get.” he sat and leaned forward to you, this time his eyes blazing into you and the other way around. “You don’t talk. I don’t think I had ever heard you talk- you voice. It doesn’t matter.” he leaned back again, his eyes on you. “I think no matter the voice, it’s gorgeous.” he winked flirtatiously at you but you haven’t changed your expression. “Why don’t we start properly?” he cleared his throat and reached out his hand. “My name is Sirius Black.”

You kept looking at him with perplexion in your eyes, then glanced at his hand and slowly reached down on it with your right hand. It was large in your hand, soft and it squeezed your hand firmly and shook it extremely slowly. He kept looking at you with a sparkle in his grey arms that resulted into baby blue colour close to his iris.

“(y/n).” you said without any hint of emotion in your tone. “But I figure you already knew that.” you finished and pulled your hand away from him, leaning back on the sofa and turning your gaze back to the book.

He felt his cheeks lift up to his eyes. “That’s something... (y/n).” he rolled your name gently off his tongue, reaching into his bag and pulling out his own book- not just any book but the same book you read currently. He leaned back on the sofa and turned to first page.

From curiousity, your eyes couldn’t stay long on the written words when you saw him shuffling on the sofa. You looked up and saw the same title of your book, written over his, the coverage, however, was green instead of orange like yours. He glanced up at you, his grey eyes meeting yours. You saw them lift as if he smiled but you couldn’t see due to the book that hid lower half of his head.

You turned back to your book, hiding your own little simper.

---

Sense of time isn’t present when you’re reading a book. You have no idea whether it was an hour or 10 minutes but you knew it was long when you heard him gasp in the middle of your reading session. You looked up and found him staring profoundly into the book.

“No!” he gasped again, getting so close to the book that you thought he might consume it.

He must be at the part where the little girl drowns.

He flips back a page, tracing the sentences with his fingers and flipping fiercely the page forth- then back, then forth again, then he just kept doing that until he only moved the page front and back until he stopped and stared at you. “She dies?!” he frowns at you with his lower lip pointing out and his eyes about to tear up. “Bu- but it was supposed to be happy- he was supposed to-” he stopped as he finally saw your facial expression.

You were smiling at him, your eyes sparkling at his reaction to the book. He felt his heart do a back flip as he found you hiding your lower half of your head behind your book, your chest jumping as you laughed a bit.

“You think it’s funny?” he quirked an eyebrow.

“No. I think your reaction is as close to mine when I read the chapter. Wait a few more chapters.” you pressed the whole book on your chest and pulled yourself up to the sofa.

He watched you with wonder in his eyes. He had never saw a woman so gorgeous with her hair messed up like that. Your lips in a soft smile, your cheeks red from the fire and hands wrapping around the book.

He can’t ruin this. Stick to the book, Sirius. Stick to the book.

“Does he end up happy?” he asked, putting the book away just like you did.

“I don’t know.” you smiled, looking at the fireplace, then back at him. “It’s fiction, not a fairy tale. Knowing a few works of this author, I’d say he will end it in a way that it’s comforting.”

“Comforting?”

“No- is probably the answer.” you smiled, pulling your legs up to your chin.

“You were just going to let me down easy, huh?”

“You’re assertive. You rush into things.”

“That’s a sudden change of subject.” he said. “ Though if I’m the subject it’s a good change then.” he flashed you a smile.

“I don’t like assertive people, that’s why I read books because it’s a slow process.”

“That I do not like. Being assertive also means confident, which you have.”

“I don’t think being confident is something bad.”

“I never said it was.”

“Then what did you mean by that?”

“That we are both assertive, both confident and I do maybe rush into things but only because I wanna get it before it disappears.” he smiled at you, mirroring your position and pulling his legs up to his chin. “It’s not a bad thing.”

“I never said it was.” you smirked.

“You implied.”

“I did, didn’t I?” you looked at the fireplace again, then back at him. It was a moment of silence, a nice moment and so you made it count to read his expression, take in his wonderfully structured face. “What really caught your eye with me, Sirius Black?”

“I thought I told you.”

“No. You told me what I wanted to hear.”

“Your ignorance.”

“Alright.”

“You walked the halls with pride and ego, your head high, your chin up- too much confidence for a british woman, which you are not since you are from Durmstrang. Students there are cocky, high society-”

“That’s where you’re wrong. Students there are eager to learn because nobody wants to go back to their homes and live the life of their parents.”

“Cold.”

“It is cold there- what do you expect?” you tilted your head.

“You miss it?”

“Yes. All my friends and family went there.”

“Then why don’t you make friends here?”

“It’s not my priority.”

“Then what is?”

“Succeeding. Achieving my goals.”

“How come you’re not in Slytherin?”

“I told the Hat I want to be in Gryffindor.”

Sirius wanted to say something but your answer surprised him. “Wh- I mean, aren’t-”

“You said it yourself, Sirius Black. We are assertive people.” you smiled again, then started to gather your things and prepared to leave. “Plus I prefer red over green.” you looked over your shoulder and sent him a wink.

He chuckled to your answer and shook his head.

---

He had found you in the same place the next evening. Same sofa, same position, however, this time you brought yourself a blanket to cover your legs.

He sat himself to his place and opened himself the book. The two of you met with your eyes, smiled and turned back to the book.

Time passed and this time the reading was interrupted by your sharp intake of breath. Sirius looked up at you, found your eyes confused and tearing the book apart. Your eyebrows were drawn together and tears started to gather in your eyes. You flipped another, the last page and read aggressievely, your finger tracing the sentances until it reached half of the page and your eyes stopped.

You stared at the page, then your eyes flickered up to his and a tear rolled down your cheek. You smiled through it and wiped the tear away. “Guess it doesn’t end up happily.” you tilted your head and he gave you a comforting simper.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” you let out a chuckle. “Just... a really shitty ending.”

“Do I even want to finish this book?”

“Honestly?”

“Yeah.”

“No, you don’t want to.”

“But I probably will because now you sparked my curiousity.”

You let out another laugh, leaning on the back of the sofa. “What chapter are you on?”

“Not far behind you. I spent last night reading another half, so I’m-” he put his arm up and checked his watch. “Maybe ten minutes away.” he smiled then looked down at your blanket. “May I?”

You looked down and nodded. “Yeah, sure.” you threw him the other end of the blanket and soon felt his cold feet touch yours. “Wow. You’re freezing.”

“Yeah, no thanks to your selfish arse.” he joked and you laughed.

“You could have easily asked.”

“And you could have easily offered.”

“My mind wasn’t on your cold feet or your needs.”

“Should be.” he continued to joke. “I was born to be served.” he threw his hair back and you laughed again, throwing pillow at , then leaning back and watching him. He looked at you and furrowed his eyebrows. “So you’re just going to stare at me?”

“You saw me cry. It’s only fair, I see you.”

“That’s unfair. My masculinity!” he put his hand over his heart and backed away.

“You’re pretending like you already had one to begin with.”

“You’re pretty mean.”

“I’m being nice.”

He gasped, mouth open before turning into a grin. “Fine but let me tell you I won’t shed a tear. I never liked this characters anyway. I’m a man.”

---

You observed him as he read the next 10 to 15 minutes, flipping from one page to another, his expressions always changing. Sometimes he would mouth the sentences and furrow his eyebrows, re-reading them again. You could see he wasn’t much of a reader to begin with but he clearly enjoyed the book, living in it as he had completely ignored your gaze.

He bit his lower lip as he flipped to the last page, leaning back with his mouth open and you could see his eyes changing colour. He wasn’t sad... no, not like you. He was furious, angry even. I guess, everybody has their own reaction to things.

He slammed the book shut, fury on his face up until his eyes met yours. You were looking it him with affection- comfort maybe?

“How could you cry after this? It’s abominable.”

“It’s a book.” you smiled, leaning back and stretching your arms over your head.

“Fine. Then it’s an abominable book.” he spoke with frustration and you only chuckled.

You shrugged. “Wanna go get ice-cream?”

Sirius’ face went through three different expressions when you asked him that. “What?”

“You clearly need some comfort after what you just read.” you smiled and uncovered your legs, pulling them away from the warmth.

It was at that moment, when you placed your feet on the ground that had Sirius realized how close the two of you were. The moment he felt cold again when you removed your legs from his; they were intetwined together all this time since he was reading. He just didn’t realize it because he was completely lost in the book.

He felt something burn his cheeks and it wasn’t the fireplace that caused it. He stood up and stretched his arms over his head, grinning. When he stretched and cracked some of his joints, his arms fell right on your shoulder and pulled you a bit close. “Is the ice queen asking me on a date?” he teased, whispering to your ear.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes. “No, the ice queen wants some ice CrEaM to drown her sorrows in, now are you in or out?” you said but never removing his arm from your shoulder.

“Only if we eat from the same bucket.” he wiggled his eyebrows and you laughed.

“Get lost, Black.” you pushed his arm off and started walking.

“Oh, I knew you’d warm up to me eventually.”

“The book was a nice way in.” you shrugged.

“I know. Quite opposite of assertive, wouldn’t you say?”

“Bog off.”

“I’m going to love what we have.” he wrapped his arm around you and pressed you close as the two of you walked together. “Especially if we share the ice-cream together. Imagine the bond. That won’t ever go away.”

“Are you always this dramatic?”

“Depends on who you ask.”

“Don’t make me regret this.”

“I won’t for the life of it.”

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theodora3022 · 3 years

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Too Trusting (Yandere Ciel Phantomhive X F!reader)

Summary: You picked up a half-dead young man from a dark alley, tended to his wounds with your nurse skills. However, you did not expect his way of paying his debts.

Notes: So this is a Ciel counterpart of this by @animeyanderelover First time writing for Black butler so hopefully this do not turn out to be too OOC.

Ciel is aged up in this, so no pedophilia haha.

Word count:3.1k(I went overboard oops, a sequal is already taking space up in my mind but whatever), long read with caution

Trigger Warning(s): Gore, drugging, implied dub-con, stalking

Stars glistening behind thin clouds, while the silver moon watches over midnight London carefully.

You yawn and stretch your stiff limbs as you walk out the hospital hall. It has been a long night, though not many patients, the slow hours from afternoon to midnight is nothing less then torture.

You know what you were getting into when you took up studying nursing, but you still cannot chase away this sensation of annoyance. The walk back to your family’s manor is usually peaceful, as it is through a well-to-do neighbourhood of the city. But you still stay on your guard as you lower your hood cape and hurried along. Under ideal circumstances, you would have a carriage for commute, but your noble yet impoverished family could only live a modest life even though your father holds the title of Count. As a result you grown to be independent, cleaned your own room, dressed yourself, enough to become a hard-working nurse instead of a proper noble maiden.

You were unsure of your eyes when you noticed a trail of blood prints leading towards a dark alleyway. Judging by the traces, it means the person, or the thing is still nearby as they are fresh. Should you follow this? What if it is a criminal? But your care for this person’s health got the best of you. With this amount of blood loss, the wounds can be fatal if not given proper medical care. Whoever they are, you cannot just walk away and forget all about them, as it is against your conscience.

A young man dressed in fine suits is not what you expected, although you imagined that suit would look better if not soaked crimson, it seems that he has been shot by guns, the bullet wholes are the proofs. This is no good, you thought as you observe the pool of blood forming underneath him. He needs treatment right away. Although the gunshots are not on his vital parts, such as heart or brain, the blood loss from arteries would drain his life quickly.

“Sir? Can you hear me?” Crouching down, you made a close-up examination of his condition. Unconscious and pale, it seems he had dragged his way into his dark back alley with all those bullet shots. Putting some simple bandages over his wounds, you scoop his slim form up and hurried out of that place.

It feels like a long, feverish dream for Ciel, being carried as he senses the bullets still present in his flesh.

He woke up staring towards your bedroom ceiling. It is morning already, where is Sebastian? Noticing the unfamiliar scenery, Ciel quickly reaches for his right eye, relieved to feel that his eyepatch is still intact.

With a crack of the door, you walked in with a teacup in hand. “I see that you’re awake, I was expecting you to be in coma a bit longer.” Although you are a bit offended by the young man’s cold and evaluating gaze, you still put the cup of warm water on the nightstand.

Instead of taking a sip at the liquid, he asked questions. So demanding, fitting for a young noble.

“Where am I?” “The (family name) manor, do not worry, my parents would not be home until later this week.” Brining a man home while your parents are away, how scandalous, yet you know the laundry maid and the cleaning maid knows to keep their mouths shut. “I advise you to not trying to move too intensively at present, your wounds are still healing.” Pouring yourself a cup, you took a seat on the long sofa next to him. That is where you doze off last night, where the wounded man took your bed. Today is supposed to be your day off, you planned to use it to catch up on sleep, but now it is all ruined thanks to mister mystery on your bed here.

The (family name) family? Ciel vaguely recalls reading about this name before. This house of Counts used to be quite influential in the days of the Queen’s grandfather, George III, and the regency era, but now they are nothing more then minor nobles. Still, he cannot fandom how a lady like you had saved him from that bloody mess.

Looking down to his abdomen, Ciel can see he had received medical attention from you. Now that he has been saved from the reaper’s collection, Ciel knows the best thing to do is calling for his loyal butler. However, he must find a way to repay his debts you. You did save his life, after all.

“How long was I unconscious?” “Only for a couple of hours. May I have your name, Sir?”

He knew he should hide his identity, even from you. The less people knowing that the Queen’s guard dog was almost successfully assassinated last night, the better. But as if his lips have a mind of its own, Ciel let it slip out. “Ciel.” Good thing he managed to hold the word after.

Ciel, the French word for sky. Suitable for his eye color. “Well, pleasure to meet you Sir Ciel, I am (y/n). You might have guessed I am a noble but spare me the court protocols. Right now I am nothing but a humble nurse.” Now you have a chance to look at Ciel properly, he is actually quite handsome with those delicate features. Silky blue-black hair paired with peacock blue eyes, although one of them is covered by an eyepatch. You were tempted to pry when he was still out but choose not to as it could bring horrific consequences. Noblity can be so cruel, you do not want to get dragged into their mess further.

“I thank you, for coming to my aid.” Ciel lowering his upper body forward, attempt to bow as best as he could in his current state.

“It was nothing, really. Please be careful, Sir Ciel. Your wounds are sealed, but vigorous movement can still open them up.” Your knotted brow amuses him, how can you act so nonchalantly when receiving gratitude form Lord Phantomhive himself? You are a peculiar one indeed. Brining a stranger home and patching him up, while you know nothing of his identity or intentions. How very naïve of you. Guess there no harm in trusting you for a bit. If you want him dead you could have just left him in that damp alleyway.

Taking a sip of the teacup you prepared for him, the Earl frowned at the plain taste. But he drank all of it, nonetheless. Being subjected to tea for so long, he finds water dull and it leaves a foul taste in his mouth. It would have to suffice for now. “My butler would be here soon; would you mind opening the windows?”

Baffled by this odd request, you still drew away the curtains and let the morning sunshine in the room. Seeing you bathed in sunlight had made Ciel feel a certain something. He is startled by this strange sensation, how it made him blush and lose composure. The Earl had never been very sociable person since childhood, so the only female he frequently spend time with is his fiancée Elizabeth. One could say the fairer sex is foreign territory to this man. Ciel is used to being around Elizabeth, out of duty as she is his future bride. But he never felt this warm feeling when he is with her. You might not be a beauty by popular standards, but there is just something about you that made him want to... maybe it is your caring gaze, or your easygoing attitude, Ciel is not sure which one to pick.

“Excuse me, young lady, do you mind telling me how serious my lord’s injuries are?” You jumped back, frightened by the sudden appearance of the tall man on your window ledge. This is two stories high; how did he get up here? No wonder why Ciel wants you to open the windows.

“Sebastian, you frightened her.” The young man scolded the butler, who merely bowed and apologized for the intrusion. You begin describing his bullet wounds in great detail, even showing him the aftermaths: the bullets you took out before on a plate. But you soon found yourself staring up into the butler’s gorgeous eyes, and you started stuttering. Those eyes are like swirling tornadoes, drawing you close every minute. Although Sir Ciel is already an attractive lad, his butler seems to be on whole new level.

Usually when women were swooning over Sabastian, Ciel would find it irritating but simply ignore the interaction, as it could be used to their advantage. But seeing your starring eyes fixated on the tall man in black, a bunch of...jealousy hit in in the head. You saved him; he is supposed to be the one you are looking after! Why are you so focused on that demon? Taking notes of his young master’s angry signs: how Ciel bit his underlip, Sabastian knows he had gone too far with you.

“Sabastian, carry me back home, that is an order.” He spitted out the sentance rather harshly.

You snapped out of your funny state, approving his actions: “If you must move, it is the best if someone carry you. Sir Sabastian, do you need me to call you a carriage?”

“No need, Miss. My lord and I would be on our way now, thank you for your assistance.” Within two seconds, they both disappeared from the room, as if they were never there. You shook your head, cleaning up the teacup and the messy quilts, wondering how you are supposed to return that blood-stained suit jacket that still lies in the laundry bin downstairs.

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The Earl Phantomhive is now back to his study, reading a report about you.

“May I ask you why this young lady had peaked your interests?” That smirk on Sabastian’s lips successfully irritated Ciel’s short temper. Scowling at him, he tried to explain how he only wants to properly thank you on saving his life. “I never like owning debts, but I do repay them. What is that smirk for, Sabastian? Are you teasing me?”

“Why, how could I milord. I do not have the courage to mock my master.” After giving him a warning look, Ciel returns to his paperwork, setting your files aside. But unfortunately his mind starts to wonder.

What would it be like, to have your hands messaging his shoulder when they are sore from work? Those hands that pulled him from death not so long ago. No, no. He has to stop. Ciel Phantomhive already has a fiancée, and even though he had no romantic feelings for Elizabeth, it is not proper to just daydream about another lady in such salacious manners.

Even so, Ciel needs to make you do not face any dreadful consequences because of him. Many people want him dead; he simply cannot allow you to be affected by his foolishness. A precious person like deserves to be protected and cherished.

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Labelling your strange encounter with Sir Ciel as a notable but past event, you carried on your daily duties per usual. Your parents did not suspect a thing as you took care of all traces of Ciel, you still work those awful full night shifts. That suit jacket is cleansed, folded neatly in your bottom drawer, as a reminder of Ciel and his handsome butler is not a fever dream.

While browsing the London news during afternoon tea, you glance at the gossip column and find how Lord Phantomhive had broke off his engagement with little lady Midford. You pay it no particular mind, as you were barely involved in high society due to your family’s declining status. Gossips such as these does not bother you a bit. You placed the newspaper back to its proper shelve, finishing the biscuits as you thought about how you should get out of this state of unease.

Maybe you are just losing your sanity from night shifts, but ever since that day Ciel appear in your life, you have this constant feel of being watched everywhere. In your bedroom, in the hospital halls or in the streets, no matter where. No matter how hard you searched, there is nobody. Even though you sense no malicious intent, it still worries you and kept you up at nights. Your parents are worried about your ever-growing dark circles, but you just brush it off as side effects of your job.

“Really, dear, you shouldn’t overwork yourself.” The Countess, also your mother said at the dinner table one night. “The household can still run without your overtime pay; you know.”

You nod silently, pretending to be having trouble dissecting the salmon filet. Working is a way to help your parents pay for the ever-expensive bills of this manor, as well as your insurance of not being sold on the marriage market by your devious uncle, who brought suitors to every family party. How he said: “Your family might not be what it used to be, but a son of a wealthy merchant can change that!” disgusts you so. Those men disgust you also. All they want is that Count title, as you are the only child, your family title would go to you.

“You got mail, milady.” Your washer maid presents the latest postage to you. Ah, is it the pay checks?

When you held the white envelope in your hands, you could not believe your eyes; The scarlet wax seal is engraved with the crest of a dog, representing the Phantomhive family. What could the Earl possibly want with you? Although you are a nobleman’s daughter, you never acted like one and you lived a middle-class life. The only distinction being the family tree and your blood. Knowing your worth, you did not assume naively how the earl must have want your hand in marriage, even if he recently broke off his engagement. Your status of a backwater noble is too insignificant for him to notice, so why did you receive this letter?

It indicates the Lord wants you to join him for dinner tomorrow night, which made your stomach churns. Your table manners are not the best, as your parents do not care for such things. Along with the letter there is a package containing a fine black dress, its velvet material surely feels expensive. What did you do to attract such attention from the Queen’s guard dog? You simply cannot fathom why, never at once Ciel came to your mind. You initially wanted to turn down the invitation, but your father said it would reflect poorly on the family. You accepted it, not wanting to put your parents in trouble. This must be a mistake, you thought. I am not qualified to be some lady, all I wanted is to help people in the infirmary.

The dress fits you perfectly, as if it is tailored by the finest in London. A shiver climbs down your spine as you thought about how he obtained your measurements. All you have to do is smile, eat whatever, and he will get bored of you in no time, right?

No.

When you were greeted by that devilishly handsome butler again, you were so relieved. This is just Ciel inviting you to dinner, to show his gratitude! There is nothing to be concerned about.

Ciel not like himself from few weeks ago at all. You can tell that he is trying whatever strategy to make you feel comfortable, even telling you to forget about stiffy table manners if you like. Hm, how unusual, as you heard before the Earl is found of strict etiquette and protocols. But having seen him in a fragile state before, you never once suspected his true intention.

Ciel is mad. Not at just anyone, but at his loyal servant, Sebastian.

How dare he drawn your attention away, how dare he makes you giggle like a fool, how dare he make you smile like that. Doesn’t the demon know you will soon belong to his master from all those investigations? It is bad behaviour for a servant.

“Were you listening, (y/n)?” Ciel suddenly stops in the middle of a description on his company’s latest candies.

“I-I’m sorry Lord Phantomhive, it is just...” You lower your head to apologize, but he seems less then pleased.

“Sabastian, leave the room now.” “As you wish, young master.”

After the butler backout of the dining room, leaving the two of you alone, Ciel’s expression completely changed. But you are a bit preoccupied by your dizziness. Why did your head feel so heavy all of a sudden? Have you caught a chill? Standing up from the chair, you courtesies to your host: “Thank you, Lord Phantomhive for this delicious dinner. I am feeling rather unwell, so I am afraid I must take my leave.” You almost lost your balance because of your vertigo, only caught the chair for support at the last moment.

Thin, but strong long fingers grabbed your wrist, forcing you to sit down beside him. “Oh no, my dear. I think you are exactly where you need to be.”

His...dear? What can he possibly mean by that? There are certainly many other suitable noble ladies available to him, why?

However, your mind starting to become cloudy, as you can no longer form coherent thoughts. Seeing you in such hazy state, a sinister smile forms on his lips, as he pulls your body into his embrace, slowly stroking your hair as you black out. Feeling you had been forced into a dreamless sleep, Ciel knows he had succeeded, as always. To be honest with himself, Ciel did abuse your trust, by seasoning your steak a little differently, but it is your fault for being so trusting of someone you only met once. Ciel had won this game, now he would gladly take the prize to the new bedroom he so thoughtfully prepared for you. You are going to love it, including his series of plans. The title of Lady Phantomhive suits a sweet person like you impeccably.

He had thought about this long and hard, and he came to a conclusion of the best way to repay you is to offer you a position you cannot possibly refuse. The position of Lady Phantomhive. He even upsetted Elizabeth for this! It should qualify as a decent compensation. Should you ever think it is not suitable, your parents would be a good place to start negotiating. You wouldn’t want anythnig happening to them, don’t you?

Now that Ciel understand how it is like to “love” someone romantically, he swears he is going to try his best to make you comfortable with him in this new home. Your presence would lighten the grim mood of this manor greatly. Easily swooping your unconscious body up bridal style, Ciel begin to walk up the grand staircase, towards the bedrooms. Maybe the manor could return to its former glory in the near future, with a happily married couple and their adorable little brats. He could have a family again! Doesn’t that sound just lovely?

#yandere #yandere black butler #yandere ciel phantomhive #yandere ciel #ciel phantomhive #black butler imagines #black butler #collab

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elucienschild · 3 years

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elucien one shot

pov: there’s only one bed😏

concept: Elain and Lucien are in an emissary business for the night court. they already grew a bit closer but not so much lol. and basically, they are on the continent for emissary purpose, and they have to sleep in a little hostel, but there’s only one bed left

Elain entered the warmth of the tavern, Lucien just behind her. They had traveled all day from the coast after spending a few days on the ocean. They have decided it was best for them to hide their power on the continent, the hatred between the faes and the mortals was still very present.

“I’m going to ask for a room,” Lucien told her. She waited for him a few minutes, anxious of the men starting at her, and her bare leg. She was wearing a cream gown, but the left side of it gets ripped off during their journey. She tried to cover it while Lucien came back to her. “They only have one room left, is that alright?”

“Yes sure,”

“Is everything okay? You look anxious?”

“Yes, I'm just tired” of course he didn’t believe a word of it, but Elain did not give him the chance to understand and dragged him upstairs. “Which room do we have?”

“The fifth one” He opened the room, and went still, noticing the problem.

“What are you doing that face ?” She then entered the room, and see it. One bed. One, little bed. Well, it is a bed made for two people, but compared to the night court’s bed, it was so little. “Oh...”

“I- I asked for two beds. I swear I did”

“It’s okay”

“Are you sure ?”

“Yes, I am. It’s just to sleep, right?”

“Yes! Of course. Sleep.” he looked embarrassed. Of course, Elain thought: the bond. Feyre and Nesta told her that it was hard for some males to restrain their impulses. “I am going to look for dinner, you should go take a bath”

“Just say I smell bad !”

“I would never say such things, but”

He was teasing her, she knew “Fuck off!”

He laughed “Such words in a lady’s mouth” and then he leave before she could show him her middle finger.

She tried not to laugh, and then get undressed to go the warm water of the bath. Lucien must have warm it with his power, she thought. She tried to go fast and put on her nightgown as Lucien entered the room again with two food trays. “Hey, are you descent?”

“Yes I am” she sat on the bed “What is it?”

“Food”

“It looks disgusting”

“I know” he laughed, and then gave her tray. “Here. You can eat, I am going to take a bath”

“Okay,” she did not wait for him to start eating, she hasn’t eaten anything of the day yet and was starving. She finished her tray when Lucien went back into the room and eat as well. “How many days before we arrive at our destination?”

“Depends, 2 or 3. If you give up your gown for pants.”

“Unicorns will exist before you see me in pants!”

“Well, Helion already has pegasus, I wouldn’t be surprised if he had unicorns” he laughed “Besides, no weird old man would look at your legs if you wear pants”

“You knew?!”

“Yes I knew, I’m not blind, I saw the old men looking at you, I just wanted to see if you would tell me”

She didn’t answer immediately. “And what would you have do if I told you?”

“I would have burst their eyes” He was not laughing, his face completely serious.

“You did not, right?”

“No. You want me to do so?”

“No! No, of course not, don’t get in trouble for that”

“You were uncomfortable”

“But they did not approach me. I’m fine... But... It’s sweet to know you would defend me” He last sentance put a smile on his face.

“Always.”

She smiled to him. “Can i ask you something?”

“Yes..? I am scared what you are going to ask”

“Can i braid you hair ?”

He looked at her, to see if she was serious, and then burst out laughing.

“You are mocking me !”

“No! I was just not expecting this. But yes, sure, do whatever you want with them” he smiled, and sat straight. She then get closer to him, and started to brush them slowly.

“Tell me if it hurt” she continued to brush them a moment, and then braid them. “And here it is. You have soft hair”

“Thank you, dove” He smiled. “Perhaps we should sleep now, if we want to reach the next village by tomorrow night”

“Yes, sure, let’s sleep.” she slipped under the blanket as he did after turning off the light. “Good night Lucien”

“Good night, dove”

She smiled at the nickname, he has been calling her ‘dove’ for a few days now, and perhaps it was her favorite nickname. She closed her eyes, and tried to relax, before noticing how cold the room was. “Lucien..?”

“Yes?”

“I’m cold...”

A few minutes passed by before he finally say anything. “May i take you in my arms? I have nothing in mind, my body is just warm-“ He didn’t have the chance to finish his sentance before she put herself in his arm. He smiled, and hold her in his arms, using his magic to warm her.

“Thank you...”

“No problem” He smiled, and let his hand cuddle her back. “You smell good”

“Ha, now I smell good?”

He laughed with her. “You do. You smell like roses and fresh air. I never smell something better” He smiled as she blushed, and hide her face in his neck.

“You smell like fresh air, but fire at the same time, which is pretty weird. But I love it” It was his time to blush, and he squeezed her in his arms.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure?”

“Can you still hear it? My heart?”

She took a few minutes before answering. “Yes. I do. I still hear it, every day. Even when you are far.”

“It must be annoying”

“It isn’t... It is comforting.”

He chuckled. “Happy to hear it”

“Ho shut up” She laughed with him, and then pressed her body to his, looking for his warmth, and then close her eyes. “Good night Lucien, for real this time”

He smiled “Good night, dove”

#acotar #elucien #acosf #sjmaas #lucien vanserra #a court of thorns and roses #acomaf #elain archeron #give lucien a break #elain x lucien #i miss old lucien before everything truly went to hell #i want them endgame so bad

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theorangerangers · 3 years

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Why did you have to explain pegging?????? Anyways RPM 22

My family is from Iran (so English is a second language to most of them) and my cousin yelled she was going to peg her husband while drunk and no one (including the husband) knew what that meant besides her and me so I start laughing hysterically because I was super drunk. And everyone else is wondering what the fuck she was saying she was going to do to him and I had to explain because she was trying to get out of explaining.

And that’s how I gathered my extended family around a campfire at my uncle’s 44 birthday party and gave them an explanation of Pegging. Some of these people changing my diapers as a baby and now they know less about straight sex than I do as a 19 year old virgin lesbian.

this is 80 bullets so its numbered for my sanity

K was the original builder of the race performance machines

Ziggy, Dillion and gem were tight in prison

Gem and Dillion were the two most feared men in that prison for exact opposite reasons

Ziggy like with most things with their team is just along for the ride

Gem, Gemma, and K are childhood friends

K spent time in a maximum security prison after being tried as an adult at eleven for a crime she didn’t commit and gem and Gemma were considered accomplices

Gem Gemma and k always loved cars as kids

Gemma broke out of prison, while Gem got out on good behavior and K served her sentance

Gemma got a bit harder in prison than her brother did since she didn't have the back up

sometimes though a blind girl named Tanya would help her out but ultimately Tanya knew how to run with the wolves in a way gemma wasn't quite ready for yet

Dillon was locked up for illegal street racing with his sister but doesn’t know where she ended up

Ziggy had managed to smuggle over 1000 pounds of cocaine over the board before getting caught

Ziggy was the guy who could get you almost anything while locked up

summer was recently released from rehab for her substance abuse 'problems' because heaven forbid her parents try and do anything themselves

It wasn’t actually anything that bad, it was weed for crying out loud who doesn’t at least try weed by their twenties! but no two blunts in her purse was enough to get her sent off without another word.

ironically getting locked up made Summer a much better criminal in the long run

Scott was dishonorably discharged due to false claims

Flynn makes money under the table at his shop by fixing bullet holes in cars with a closed mouth policy

Scott found racing through a friend who told him it would almost be like flying again

Summer met Scott and Flynn at a bar and they had all made decent drinking buddies.

Scott hadn't meant to bring Summer and Flynn to the races but too much vodka and one thing leads to another and boom their cheering for some guy named Gem in his gold car as he shoots off like a rocket with his sister

they were all in it for the thrill now regularly going and watching

Scott had been trying to get his car race ready with Flynn's help when he was approached by a girl who went by K who asked if they were interested in joining their crew since they could use some extra hands and as good as Flynn was she was better

Flynn took it as a challenge, Scott saw an opportunity and Summer swore she had seen K somewhere before either way they were all on board

summer was going to be their quote on quote eye in the sky watching the cars from behind encase one of the other teams tries any funny business on the track

Scott was going to be another driver along side, the twins and Dillon and Flynn was rising to the challenge with K

Ziggy normally did some side betting to help them handle the financials though he does still deal K refuses to let him sell hard drugs anymore

They once met one of Ziggy's old associates on the track and he told the story about a rival gang shooting a bag of cocaine out of ziggy's hand, making it explode all over him and getting him higher than a kite

as things settle in more and the team starts to try and clime in the ranks Scott becomes the de-facto leader on the road while K still controls the garage

K had bought the garage with a rather generous inheritance she had gotten from her father when he passed. the same inheritance the court had said was the perfect incentive for her to have killed him and her mother

the twins know K would never and so does the rest of the team

K has accepted she may never find justice for her parents killer though the twins still have hope (they were screwed over too) that they will find them

K picked Scott not just because of his strong leadership qualities but also because he knows what it is like to be punished for a crime he did not commit

Flynn does not understand how a girl so much younger than him who spent so much time in prison is somehow a better with cars than he is

these cars are better than any other car on the legal market why isn't she selling them?

"because my designs were what my parents were killed over" this kept the rest of the team quite

K does however want to help Scott prove his own innocence in the charges that go him discharged

Scott could not have killed his brother, and K knows this because she knows Marcus is still alive and all they had to do was prove it

Dillon spent his free time looking for his sister with Ziggy tagging along because well ziggy didn’t have many other friends outside the group and he’s pretty sure Gem and Gemma were making C4 in the kitchen when they left

K was the one to ask them to make the C4

the other don't know but as a fail safe she has rigged the garage to blow in case of a last resort

Vengix was a code name for the man who ran a team that was known as the machines

K knew who vengix really was and so did the twins, this was the man who had ruined their lives

Flynn’s father knew exactly what his son was getting up to in his free time but said nothing. He respected Flynn’s choices and already knew his son kept questionable company before hand but he did ask one favor of Scott and that was to make sure that his son knew he could come home.

Summers parents didn’t know what she was up to besides that she now worked fixing motorcycles at a garage somewhere in Corenth and to say the least they were upset

No daughter of there’s was going to work inside of dirty motors and engines all day. Of course summer just pointed them to the door and when they refused to leave Flynn and Scott kindly escorted them out

Gem and Gemma’s family was distant at best, they ask for the twins to come home upon their release but they declined

Tenaya is dillon’s only blood family which is why he wants to find her since their grandfather who raised them died while they were both in prison

Ziggy is an orphan as well who spent his early years being cared for by his grandma until she was no longer able to. All of the money he made from drug smuggling he spent on taking care of her and she was still around and he visits at least once a week with Dillon

Ziggy's grandma taught him how to smuggle stuff

Gem and Gemma are so impressed by some of the crimes Grandma Grover got away with, while she shares her cookie recipe with them.

once another team made fun of the RPM team for showing up in matching sweaters Ziggy's grandma made for them and Flynn kicked their ass

when Flynn went home in that sweater and his dad asked him where he got it from, and flynn telling him it was from Ziggy's grandma from when he went with ziggy to bring her some flowers and knit with her for the afternoon it made his dad feel a bit better about the company his son keeps since how bad could they be when they spend the after noon hangout their grandma

The first time Scott saw Maniac named Seven she was changing a tire on one of the machine's Cars, she didn't look at her tools and it took him a moment to realize she was doing it entirely by touch

the second time he saw Seven she looked back at him, her eyes were fogged over and grey, she was blind

Seven punched Ziggy and promised to leave him dead in a ditch somewhere if he messed with her again even though they had only just accidentally run into each other.

Gem was the first one to figure out Seven had a prosthetic hand

K knows who Seven is when she sees her but is unsure she can trust Seven and does not know how Dillon will react to knowing his sister has lost a hand between now and the last time they saw each other

K asks Gemma to dig further since as it turns out, Seven was in the same prison as her and when she sees Seven she immediately recognizes Tenaya

Summer didn't have a crush on Dillon but he was charming in his own way, until she realized part of his charm is his disinterest in her, and according to Gem Dillon's apparent interest in Ziggy which was disappointing until she realized it was also hilarious to think about what exactly both Ziggy and Dillon would consider a date

Flynn was far more charming anyway in Summer's eye's from his accent to his honesty they made a good pair with her kindness and stubbornness

Flynn is also pretty happy to bring her home and introduce her to his dad

Gemma ends up telling Gem who tells Ziggy who tells Dillon about her secret mission and that they have found his sister working for a rival team. he is pissed to say the least.

summer talks him out of going right away to tell his sister who he is but that they need to have a plan since clearly some stuff has gone down since the last time any of them saw her

Tenaya tries to punch Ziggy in the face again when they see her with the Machines at the next race but Dillon pulls her back. "no one picks on Ziggy but us," and Tenaya knew his voice in a heart beat

Tenaya tried to punch her brother in the face too.

"how could you just leave me!" "Tenaya i have been looking for you since I got out of Prison! What the hell?!" none of them had remembered to tell Dillon about the prosthetic as she proceeded to pull it off and begin to try to start beating him with it

Gemma and Gem pulled them apart when it started to get more heated than what they deemed more than a regular brother-sister assbeating

(ayyyyy69!) Tenaya made a dirty joke to Gemma to make her let go of her. something about not needing a blindfold in bed room and immediately made Gem and Dillon regret having ears to hear that with

Once everyone said their piece Tenaya realizes Vengix has lied to her and used her and now is going to sugar all of the cars the machines have.

Flynn is both impressed and also a little heart broken about the shear damage she is about to do to all those innocent cars

Scott completely respects when Ziggy asks if she was gay (he's pretty sure he was trying to hook K up with her but also is probably the worse wing man) and her answer was "only for vengeance, but my brother is just gay for dick," if they weren't both in the military at the time he probably would have said something similar about his own brother.

Gem is Ace and uses the parts of his brain that he doesn't use for sex to draw better rainbows than his sister and this makes Gemma pissed off because she knows her rainbows are better because she's gay

Gemma loves the decorative pillows in her car even though K says they add extra weight

they have a strong reputation as badasses with ridiculous pass times among other racing teams.

Ziggy is friends with Trip who while he is on another team is a friendly enough guy

Ziggy has been attacked by Trip's bird on multiple occasions to the point where the second Gemma sees Ziggy near the bird she just pulls out her phone so she can play the video for Tenaya and Tenaya can laugh at how hard it is to tell what's the bird screaming and what's ziggy

Tenaya basically started a blood war with the machines by surgaring their cars

Gem and Gemma were more than happy to bring the heat to vengix

Scott finds a clue linking what happened to his brother to Vengix and is more than happy to fight, he was a slider after all

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justsomesomeone37 · 4 years

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For a while now I’ve been writing a su x gf crossover and I want to see what people think/ maybe get some help writing it. I’m new here so idk how this works but here it is

Steven applies for a job at the mystery shack. Under special skills he wrote “various superpowers“. Not too long after Steven got the job, dipper finds Steven’s application and sees where he wrote various superpowers. He asks them about it and he offers to show them off him and Mabel. So they go out into the woods for Steven to show off his powers. Before that, he explained how he was half gem half human, which dipper follows up with a bazillion questions. Steven did his best to answer all of them. After that, he started showing off his powers. First he showed them the basic stuff such as a bubble. Mable thought the bubble was cool so the asked if she could be in a giant hamster ball, and Steven said yes, so she ran around in a hamster ball for a while. Once she finally stopped. He showed them how the bubble could have spikes and be shaped like a crystal formation. It was very small so it didn’t damage anything, but still just a

My s cool. After that, he shows them his shield. Mable wanted to ride it like a toboggan down the hill. Next, he showed the hexagons he could make and control, so they ended up making a little statue of a mermaid. The mermaid got him thinking about water, which got him thinking about cat fingers. He asked them if they could go back to the shack for a bit, them not realizing what he was about to do. Once they got inside, Steven got a glass of water, then asked what they thought about cats. Dipper was kinda iffy, but mable was all excited, so he said “watch this.” Dipper could not be more confused. Steven’s finger was a cat and mable was going to explode with excitement. After Mabel finally calmed down and Steven put away his cats fingers, they went on the roof ledge to chill. Steven was talking about how much fun he was having while walking backwards towards the edge. Dipper told him to be careful, but he said not to worry and kept walking. He was almost at the edge and both twins were scared he was gonna fall.

Steven stepped off the edge and the twins raced to see if he was ok. Before they got to the edge, Steven shot up into to the air and started flying around. Dipper was ghost white. Mable shouted “oooooo, can I try?”

When the end of the day came, Steven got to stay at the mystery shack since he didn’t have any family in town. It was a long day of impressing the twins, but before they went to bed, Steven warned them. He warned them that he may do some weird things in his sleep, so they set up a set of cameras in the guest room to see what he meant. Then they went to bed. Some time in the middle of the night, Steven woke up in the mindscape, but this time there were 2 doors leading to each of the twins dreams. He opened one door to find a land made of rainbow and cupcakes. He decided to take a better look. Somewhere beyond the candy waterfalls, he found Mabel. Steven decided to stay and talk for a while, even staying for the tea party with sentient stuffed animals. After a little while, Steven decided to leave. After he found his way out, he started walking towards dippers dream. But when he opened the door, he was surprised. Rather than a dream, he opened it to see a giant dipper floating there. He knew exactly what was going to happen, because it had happened before with lars. He yelled “dipper, I’m sorryyyyyyyyy!” Then woke up the next morning in dippers bed right next to Mabel. He was about to tell her that he wasn’t dipper, but then he decided to play a little joke on her. He said good morning to her, but when she turned around the joke was immediately over. Turns out this time when he took over dipper, his eyes turned into diamond eyes. Mable jumped back and shouted “who are you and what have you done with dipper?!” Steven realized she was catching on, so he said “what do you mean?” Mable quickly said “your eyes??” So he went over to the mirror and looked, immediately knowing what she meant. So he said “you got me, I’m not dipper, I’m Steven.” What shocked Steven was rather than freaking out, Mable just said “again? What is with dipper and getting possessed? First a demon posses him, then we switch bodies, now this?” Then Steven explained what was going on, they went to Steven’s room to wake him up. When they walked in, Steven was glowing. Then he said “this is what I meant by weird stuff. The glowing, the possession, me being in your dream.” “Wait, that was you in my dream?” “Yeah, but we should wake me up ok wow that’s a weird sentance. Anyway, I don’t really know where dipper is, but he would probably like to be awake now.” So they woke Steven up, dipper’s body collapsed, then sprung up screaming “AAAAAAAAHHHhwwwwwhat just happened?!?” “I may or may not have just possessed you? I have a question, then you can ask me all the questions you want. Where were you?” “I-I don’t know.

Steven noticed that Mabel was sad, so he asked why. She said “I haven’t found a single guy to flirt with this summer and I’m kinda bummed about it.” “I got an idea. What’s your favorite type of plant?” “It’s hard to say, but I choose... all of them!” Steven thought to himself “kinda expected that” then said “how bout this, pick a plant you would date, I know is a weird question, but-” “a watermelon” “a watermelon? Why?” “Because,” she said, “they’re big enough you can hug. If it was a rose plant it would have too many thorns. I love roses, but they’re not the best for hugs.” “Ok. Be back soon, just gotta go do something.” About an hour later, Steven comes back and says “ok, close your eyes and follow me.” “I love surprises!” She exclaimed. After a bit of walking and a lot of bumping into things, steven says “Aaaannd, open them!”

After that dipper started with more question. Steven went to answer them, but then he remembered something, when gems fuse, anything one of them wants the other to know, they will know.

The twins and Steven were watching tv when the last episode of ducktective came on. By the time the show ended, the twins were very disappointed and so was Steven, just not as much.

Steven shows them a picture at the end of when he thought he was (and became) a monster. He even shows the twins a horn on his head hidden by his hair, kinda like the uncorrupted Quartz’s have.

Sorry if the text is all weird. The spaces means there is something missing and these pieces aren’t in order, but this is what I have. Feel free to reblog and or draw this, but however you go about sharing this, can you give me some credit somehow?

#su gf crossover #steven universe gravity falls crossover #steven universe #gravity falls #crossover #su #gf

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kenmasgameboy · 4 years

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ruin me.

a kuroo x library assistant!reader

chapter 4: hide me!

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kuroo tetsurou came into y/n’s life when she needed him to fuck it up the most.

Blending in was a really easy thing for you to do. Especially since you knew you looked so plain, you worked hard for that, eyes just would feel like they eat at you when they made eye contact with you. You hated that. You had all you needed just by staying alone.

There were a few spots where you could be alone and undisturbed, your go-to was always the library. But that’d be too obvious right now, knowing somebody might be looking for you made your skin crawl.

You settled for a seat to read against a tree in the art clubs courtyard. They didn’t meet at lunch so this was a very peaceful place to sit, there was cobble stones with paint dripped all over them, stools and easels laid out and some of the prettiest greenery in the school.

Your phone kept buzzing, you knew it was Inuoka. Nobody else texted you, and you liked that. He was a good friend, your only consistent one really and that felt right. You didn’t need anyone else. Well except maybe the librarian you worked for and the library itself. Maybe a boyfriend would be nice..

“Stop it, stupid.” You rarely spoke but you decided to let this one time slip. You needed to stop your thoughts. The plan has always been: you. Just you. Forever. And that was perfectly okay with you.

You adjusted your glasses chains from dangling on top of your cheek bone to closer to your ear. You had already read the same sentance three times you couldn’t afford anymore distractions. You liked this book, it was about a girl who overcomes her fears of love and commits to her partner after their life threatening situation.

A life much more exciting than yours. You sighed and put the book down, real life wasn’t like that. People who fall in love in real life don’t become stronger because of it, it’s always weaker. You always see couples at school who start failing or skipping class because they’re so in love.

“What bullshit.” You bitterly say to yourself. Not knowing that behind you a scuttering of footsteps come to a hault. You curiously look over your shoulder and around the wide tree trunk to see none other than the exact person you hoped you wouldn’t run into today.

You quickly whip your head back forward, breathing heavily and throw your book in your bag. He was with other people, a few third year girls, so he wouldn’t just leave them to come talk to you, right? That would be rude? Didn’t matter, you needed to run right now. But when you do you run right into his chest.

“Whoa there, crazy we’re running into you.” His smirk is the most obvious feature he has, you try to focus on that instead of his eyes. You open your mouth but nothing comes out. He’s so much taller up close, “I heard what you said, uh, what’s bullshit?”

You can’t just keep staring at his mouth hoping he’ll think it’s his eyes. Maybe he thinks you want to kiss him and that’s weird you definitely don’t. You stare at your foot instead. The tip of your shoe directly pointing to a blue star shaped paint chip on the ground. He’s going to think you’re such a weirdo.

“My book.” You answered, your voice quiet, better than how he pictured it sounded. It’s kind of like Kenma’s, Kuroo thought. But yours sounded more like a song, it was lighter and more full of emotion. The emotion right now was nerves. Did he make you nervous? But you weren’t crying, so that was a good sign.

“What book is it?” He asked, you reached into your bag and handed it to him quietly to look at. The maroon hardcover shining as he turned it over in his hand.

“This is nice, looks well taken care of. You don’t see that a lot these days.” Kuroo handled this book so delicately, it watmed your heart.

“Do you read?” You asked quietly, your heart leaping when you looked up for a second. Instantly wishing you could take back the words you just spoke. You just invited him in.

Take it back, take it back, take it back...

“When I can, I love it. I’d love some recommendations, with volleyball I haven’t had the time to go looking. But, uh,” Kuroo handed it back, “You still didn’t answer me. As nice as it looks I’m not stupid enough to judge a book by it’s cover. So why is it bullshit?”

You slowly sighed, you can’t tell him why because it wasn’t actually the book that made you mad. Just the concept of love and interest.

“I-uh.” You stuttered, goosebumps flaring up as you felt the girls Kuroo was with earlier scanning your body from the outdoor pathway not too far away. You looked over your shoulder and tried to hide your face in your shoulder.

She is nothing like her online persona. Kuroo continued his thoughts, thinking about how adorable your nose would look if you were hiding in his shoulder and not your own.

“Sorry about them. We were just working on a project but I wanted to talk to you after yesterday. I tried messaging you, but in person is always better. I should’ve done it yesterday anyways.” He suddenly bowed, “On behalf of my volleyball teammates I wanna apologize for the disruption in the library!”

Oh my god, now everyone was looking. Anyone who passed by were sure to stop and gigle at this tall hot volleyball player as he bows an apology to this second year nobody.

“It’s okay! It’s okay! Please stand up, people are looking, don’t worry about it.” You rushed him up, tapping his shoulder lightly with your fingers. He loved how worked up you got. He lifted his head up and smiled, cheeky.

“Thank you, for your forgiveness. Could I—” Kuroo started but you couldn’t do this anymore. You could feel the fingertips where you made contact with his uniform linger the sensation.

“I’m sorry, I—uh— have to do something for my class before lunch ends.” You were bright red, you couldn’t stand to look at him anymore. You looked him into the eyes before turning on your heel and the way he looked with such genuine interest made your stomach feel like it was rolling down a long grassy hill.

“Do you need help?” Kuroo asked, following at your heel for a while, bending at his waist a bit to get closer to your level, “I’d be happy to—”

“Not necessary, I can handle it.” You said, waving your hand away. “Besides,”

“Kuroo-kun!” The third year girls were waving him over with venemous smiles, “Come back!”

“I think your fans are calling you.” You said plainly, staring at your shoes as you walked quickly.

“Can I come see you again? Like in the library or somewhere?” Kuroo asked suddenly, you shivered he just wouldn’t stop.

“It’s a public space.” Was all you said, and kept walking back inside the building, biting your lips. This was the worst.

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viktorxsheep · 3 years

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THEODORE NOTT X READER: lovely

Summary: You're starting to feel really insecure and terrible about yourself, but theo comes to the rescue

Prompt: “Please don’t say that about yourself. Please don’t believe that. You’re so much more than that. You’re so…"

Pronouns: She/Her

House: Hufflepuff

Warnings: self deprecation

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The girl kicked the ground and sighed, she always felt like this. Every single morning she felt horrible about herself, but she could never let anyone know- especially theo. Y/n hummed as she walked out of the sunny hufflepuff common room,transfiguration books in hand. Why couldnt she tell theo? Well the answer was simple. The poor slytherin already had too much on his plate. From his mothers death and his father being a death eater, he was worn down.

She knew that other than herself, Theos other support system was blaise, so she had to stay strong her lovely green wearing boyfriend. Y/n was finally at the transfiguration classroom, sighing as she gathered as much energy as she could to remain happy in a way. She took a seat next to her partner in class, ernie. "Hey y/n, what's up? You weren't there at the great hall this morning" the h/c girl shook her head. "I spent all night working on my potions essay, I overslept a bit". While that statement wasnt a lie, it wasnt the full truth. The entire night as she did it,her mind was plagued with thoughts of how unworthy she was-to be at this school, to have friends, Theo, family or anything else.

Y/n had hope the day was going to be a little better, and those feelings of uselessness would tire out. Yet this all came crashing down as she got her transfiguration test back, and a big fat failure on it. Those thoughts of feeling like a burden just added on more and more each task that failed on her, from her test failing, falling off her broom in quidditch, spilling her drink on Zacharias Smith (who glared at her for the entire rest of the day or when she messed up a charm and instead of a singing teacup, they got one that screeched. It felt like the feeling of being useless and a failure was eating her deeply. She had been so tired and didnt understand why she always felt this way.

The last straw was in potions, usually she was pretty okay at the subject but this time luck really wasnt on her side. She accidently placed a wrong ingredient inside and it blew up on her. "Oh helga..." she closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears from rushing down her face as snape reprimanded her for that mistake. "I didnt think you were that idiotic l/n, i said newt eye but you placed a fishes. 10 points from hufflepuff for sheer ignorance of instruction"

Theodore looked at her from his cauldron, he knew that she accidently put it in by mistake. He also knew something was wrong, definitely wrong. In the day she usually always ran toward him in the great hall during morning to give him a hug. Or his daily kisses before entering a classroom if he saw her, he was going to kiss her but she just ran past him. Theo didnt even receive his regular hugs at lunch!

As the class ended, and y/n ran away to an alcove that nobody went to, he followed.

"Sunshine"

"Sunshine?"

"Y/n!"

Theodore excalimed, seeing his girlfriend frozen in place and staring at the ground. Y/n hopped up in suprise, theodore was always so quiet so she could never expect him. "A-ah, theo. Whats up?"

Theodore furrowed his brows, stepping forward. He wiped away her tears with his thumb and looked her in the eyes. Y/n wanted to push him away, tell him she didnt deserve his affection but it just felt so good. "What's wrong?" He softly asked, in the most gentle way he could. "...no-nothing" he raised a brow, and y/n sighed.

"I just...feel like I'm useless you know" that suprised theo greatly, before he could respond she ccontinued. "I feel so tired everyday, and I feel like such a burden to you and everyone. Sometimes i feel like a big pile of mush and trash"

Theodore took a deep breath as he caressed her face, letting him kiss her forehead. "“Please don’t say that about yourself. Please don’t believe that. You’re so much more than that. You’re so…” he paused "lovely...I know these feelings wont go away so fast, but I'm there for you, you know? Why didnt you tell me sooner?" The hufflepuff was crying as she gripped onto his shirt. "I-I didnt want t-to be a weirdo or a bu-burden. You have so-so many problems and I shouldnt add to that" theodore shook his head and stroked her hair. "Oh my darling, you're never a burden. I'm sorry if it ever seemed that way,but i love you so much and I'm always here to listen to your problems. This relationship shouldn't be just you helping me you know? Let me take care of you for a while"

He smiled a little sad smile as she burrowed her face into his chest. "...but I'm not really pretty, or anything...or smart"

"Does it matter? As I said earlier, to me you're lovely. Your face, your eyes, your nose, stomach, thighs, your entire body with all its perfections and imperfections. You're a kind individual who matters so much to me. You're never a burden, never to me. I've never been interested in anyone before but the moment you tripped onto the floor when we were in 3rd year that sold it. It dosent matter if you're not a genius, you're MY love, so it dosent matter"

The h/c girl was crying into his shirt, and he hugged her tightly, refusing to let go.

"So let's go get some hot chocolate okay?" "..okay" He kissed her lips and took her hand in his, a smile on his face. Theodore never talked alot, he always kept sentances short-but when he was with y/n he just couldn't help but ramble about anything. The way to his heart is heavily guarded-but she had a key that could somehow open it...and he wouldn't change a thing.

#theodore nott x reader #theodore nott #theodore x reader #harry potter x reader #slytherin x hufflepuff #hufflepuff #slytherin #x reader

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~Someone New?

Word count: 1176

Luisa Madrigal x Fem reader

You were walking around town, doing some daily chores, nothing to serious. Taking care of some donkeys. Feeding them, brushing them, just basic things. You just finished a chore when you notice someone, a new face.

He was carring a box that seemed to be rather heavy for him. Right on que, the one the only Luisa showed up. She helped him with the box while he stood there in disbelief. You had something you needed to do over there so you might as well say hi.

You swiftly walk over and quick notice that the dude's face looked.. kinda disgusted?

"Hey! Im (Y/N), you must be new in town! I see you've already met Luisa my-" before you could even finish your sentance, he looked you up and down and just stared in a.. strange way. "Woah, i didn't know this place had models!"

You looked up to Luisa who looked like she was about to snap his neck. "Uhm.. Thank you, but im taken.. and i don't really feel comfortable with you talking about that.. stuff" You sounded like you didn't wanna be there which is true. "Oh im sorry!" he said.

~Luisa Pov~

I'm not sure who this guy thinks he is, but i can definatily tell you he is getting really creepy towards (Y/N).

When i first saw him, i wanted to say hi because i always make friends with new people in town.

He was struggling with a box so i figured it was the perfect time to help out and introduce myself. I walk over and pick up the box in one hand "Hey there, I'm Luisa, if you need any help with heavy stuff, im usually around the town. Dont be afraid come and ask for help!" i say in the most friendly tone i can come up with.

He didn't say anything for a while, he just kinda stared. He looked almost disgsusted at the sight of me. That.. made me feel weird. I geuss hurt would be the word for it.

"Uhm yeah yeah, Im c/p" he said, his face scrunched. Was he that disgusted by the sight of me?

Just then (Y/N) came over to say hi, they looked just as beautiful as ever. "Hey! Im (Y/N), you must be new in town! I see you've already met Luisa my-" before they could even finish talking he looked her up and down and stared at their.. hips?

"I didn't know they had models here!" That broke me. I wanted to rip this.. disgusting creature limb from limb.

(Y/N) looked so uncomfortable. I wanted to do everything in my power to get them out of there.

"Uhm.. Thank you, but im taken.. and i don't really feel comfortable with you talking about that.. stuff" they spoke kindly, but their voice sounded so.. uncomfortable. "oh im sorry!" he said. I hoped (Y/N) heard how fake his tone of voice was, he was just trying to get in her good side to get into her pants..

Now i was mad. Really mad. I have never wanted to hurt someone so badly before.

"Hey uhm.. (Y/N) was it? can you show me around sometime? im still new here" he said, sugar-coating his voice. They looked at me. It was my time to shine.

"Oh (Y/N)'s often busy why don't I show you around?"

He stood there, and just stared at him. He pretended that someone called his name to get out of that situation, (Y/N) looked at me with a apologetic gleam in her eyes. For a few moments our eyes we fixated on each others, both having an agreement that we hated this dude.

~(Y/N)'s Pov~

It had been a few days since we met c/p, he would not leave me alone. His voice was always sugar-coated to make him sound more SwEet.

"So uhm.. (Y/N) do you wanna go hang out sometime?" before he could say a word, Luisa was always there just in time to save me from that disgusting creature. He always ended up comeing right back everytime though.

I said no to everytime he persisted. I knew that Luisa was pissed, i just hoped she knew that i didn't feel the same about him as he did me.

Later that night i was getting ready to go see Luisa at the Casita, when a knock came at the door. I assumed it was Luisa coming over to walk me. I felt the heat rise up to my face at the thought of her.

I quickly grabbed my bag and rushed to the door as quickly and quietly as i could. i opened the door with a big grin on my face. For it to only fade when i saw the face of the man i hated most.

C/P

I quickly changed my attuitude, i know why he was here so i just shut the door in his face and went to go out the back to go and see Luisa.

When i got to the Casita, everyone there seemed to be either concerned or mad at me?

i ran up to Isabele to see what was going on, and where was Luisa.

"You know what you did to Luisa, she cared about you y'know?" she scoffed, flipping her silky hair in my face as she walked away. I didn't wanna pester anyone anymore so i just went to go and see what I did for myself.

I hurried up the stairs to get to Luisa's room. I opened the door to hear soft sobs escaping her lips. I looked in, she sat in the cornor of the room with her knees to her chest.

I shut the door as i walk in. Her head spins around to look who entered. Her lip quivered when she saw it was me.

"Hun.. are you alright?" i say in a soft tone, as to not scare her.

"... I-I saw you and c/p.. you looked so much happier with him.."

She saw that?

I walked over and sat next her on the floor.

".. Hun, I thought you were knocking on the door. im so sorry.. i didnt realise"

"B-But.. he always talked to you in town.. I thought you liked him better.. i thought that he was stronger than me.."

she whispered under her breathe a subtle "fuck." as she sobbed harder into her knees

"Amor, you do realise i hate him right? i have been trying to tell him that your my one true love but he wont listen.. Im sorry.. I didn't know that you thought i would leave you. i love you so so much amor." I rubbed her back

I leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"You missed.." she said, her hands slowly reached towards my free hand.

"My apologies Mi amor~" you said before you kissed her passionately on the lips

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Hello! I have always believed that Michael needed better doctors and good treatment. He was simply billed as "Evil". Sometimes I think that at that time they were unaware or ignorant of mental illness, and that is why Michael did not recover. I wish it had been treated better. I would like to know your opinion about it ;v;

Oh, absolutely. Michael is a very tragic character, and what happened to him was almost entirely Loomis’ fault, secondarily the system and his parents’, and like onyl 0.8% his own. It’s true that mental health aid has historically been really bad in most places, and even today treatment and acceptance—even in specifically medical settings—tend to be abysmal. Of course people knew less than they do now about how psychological stuff works, but bias, cruelty, and superstition as well as a system that enables and even to degrees outright encourages that is to blame for the awful treatment people woth mental illnesses and personality disorders faced and continue to face, not just a lack of knowledge, and the history is really heavy and awful to look over. : ( It’s horrific some of the things doctors have done and do to people just trying to get help.

Like, in Michael’s case, we’ve had a name and understanding of psychosis since the 1800s. Canonically, by the time the poor kid was six years old, he was hearing voices telling him to do bad things to people. He told his parents, seeking help, and they did nothing to help him—just told him it was his imagination—despite knowing hos grandfather had suffered the same symptoms. If they had only taken him seriously and given him therapy and possibly medication too, Judith never would have died. (I am not goong to say it every time, but all this information is official canon) Michael’s reason for killing his family members is wanting the vocies talking to him to be quiet, because it’s agonizing. If you’ve ever had intrusive thoughts (stuff like “pull into oncoming traffic” or “break that and see what happens” and such that don’t actually compell or force you to do it at all, and are always things you as a person deeply do not want to do, but nevertheless are really annoying or distressing to hear in your head), imagine that cranked up to 1000, endless and constant, but from voices that seem to come from around you instead of in your head. Especially as a young child, with no understanding what is happening to you, this would be incredibly scary and distressing—doubly so when dismissed by your parents, whose sole job is supposed to be to love and protect you.

The voices say they’ll be quiet if Michael kills Judith, so Halloween night, he does. Important to note here Michael is recently six years old at the time, which developmental psych literally is not old enough to have a complete understanding what death itself is, let alone complex morality. You /cannot/ be evil at six, you simply don’t have a complex enough understanding of right and wrong or of consequence to /be/ evil. Also at this age, usually kids see death as a vague concept, but one that applies to people they don’t know only, not to them and their loved ones. In Halloween 1978, immediately after stabbing Judith, Michael looks away while he keeps doing it, and his breathing speeds up in a scared way. He barely looks at the body, and immediately goes down stairs to wait for his parents—probably for them to fix it—and does nothing to flee or hide what he’s done. He looks traumatized when they take his mask off. (Lots of little notes here like that Judith when she sees him seems annoyed but not very, and when he attacks her, tries to shield herself and call to him to stop, rather than fleeing or fighting back, which [appealing instead of fight or flight] is pretty exclusively something you only would use if attcked by someone you are on good terms with—I mean, Michael is six—if Judith had /tried/ to fight back, no way she would have died—so there’s less than nothing to indicate they had anything but a loving familial sibling relationship. But if I list all these I’m gonna launch into my six page Michael Myers meta so I will speed through the rest.)

Anyway! Sorry, I have many feelings. About...everything. Including Michael for sure. So, immediately after killing Judith, Michael stops talking. He also shows other psychosis and trauma readily recognized side effects, like catatonia, slowed movement. In Halloween 1978c Dr. Loomis claims he tried to treat Michael for eight years, then spent another seven trying to keep him locked up because he realized he was evil. This is a /blatant/ lie, as in film canon Loomis, by Michael’s review hearing I believe four months in? Six or less for sure, I believe it is four. Loomis has /already/ become convinced Michael is a demon in human form, faking his symptoms, and itching to kill again. The other doctors think Loomis is crazy, as does the other doctor who examines Michael, but they’re awful people so they let him stay Michael’s doctor anyway, even though they refuse to move him to Litchfield maximum security. By this time only a few months in, Loomis is canonically also threatening the six year old in his care and constantly telling him he is an evil being who wants to get out and terrorize again. (Also, I will die enraged the sentance Michael gets for killing Judith is to remain locked in solitary in a sanitorium for /15/ years, until he turns 21, at which point he will be tried as an adult for murder??? The fuck?? You CANNOT charge a 6 year old’s crime in adult court! ‘Tried as an adult’ is meant for like, when a 17 year old dismembers their family and eats them! It’s for particularly heinous crimes, committed by someone /very/ close to being legally an adult, and that /only/. The idea of waiting fifteen years to try someone as an adult for something done at age six is laughable and sick).

Okay this is already long, I get carried away rip. Uhhh, anyway, yeah. In Smith’s Grove, Michael is visited by mom and Laurie once, then never sees any of his family again, because his dad hates him and forbids the others—finds out because Laurie is four and talks that they went /one/ time, and physically beats four year old Laurie for mentioning his name until she trauma blocks out ever having had a brother. From then on, Michael spends /fifteen/ years and all the dest of his developmental stages of childhood in a sanitorium with Dr. Loomis—a man who on wild religious superstition grounds assumes by his own admission /on sight/ that Michael is evil, and no other human contact. According to canon, Michael spends at least four hours of /every/ day with Loomis, his /only/ human contact, who threatens him, promises to stop him, and endlessly barrages him with “You’re evil, you’re not human, you want to kill again, I /will/ stop you,” and nothing else. He also canonically keeps Michael overdosed on a type of antipsychotic that, while a fine drug if used normally, if overdosed can deeply worsen symptoms, and can cause permanent brain damage.

Honestly, if a six year old is exposed yo major trauma, none of their issues are explained, legitimized, or believed, and almost all of their developmental stage is spent with endless voices they don’t know the cause of suggesting murder and violence, one human being and authority figure telling them over and over and over for fifteen years with no other constant in their life or human contact period that they are a demon in human form who wants to kill and is /going/ to do so again...? How else was that story ever going to end? I’ve said it before, but that’s beyond conditioning; it’s lab growing a human child to one day walk out and murder Laurie Strode with a large kitchen knife.

I stand by Halloween is a greek tragedy more than a slasher, and Michael and Laurie are both victims. He’s the Asterios, she’s the Ariadne. Loomis the Minos, the real villain. (Or the Poseidon choose your poison).

Anyway, I 100% agree! If he had just gotten help from his parents, Judith would have never died. If he’d had good doctors, none of the events of 1978 would have come to pass, or anything after it. Loomis single-handedly causes the deaths in 1978 himself through years of cruelty, and bigoted bias towards a small child in his care who needed his help, not his abuse, but he chose to break as much as he possibly could despite his responsibilities as a doctor, an adult, and a human.

If you’re interested, I did a canon-deep-dive character study short story on Michael on AO3! Halloween is such a sad story but it’s fascinating. God, poor Michael and Laurie deserved so much better than they got. It’s a testament to Michael’s character that even after 15 years of Dr. Loomis, he really only kills his intented target(s) in search of quiet from the voices, and anyone who sees him/would be a threat, and not other people. Makes no attempt to kill any of the kids in Halloween 2018, and only kills Bob when he literally opens the door to his hiding spot and Michael is found and Bob becomes a threat to him. In H20, after Michael has had 20 years on his own, you get arguably the least brutal Michael, who intentionally passes on killing the mother and child, and the security guard he walks right past, because they don’t see him and thus he doesn’t /have/ to. Halloween II is less intentionally avoiding, but even then he still does the same multiple times too, like with the old lady making a sandwich, or the scene in the incubator room. Anyway he desevered better fuck Loomis all my homies hate Loomis.

#ask #anonymous #michael myers #halloween #halloween 1978 #halloween II #Halloween H20 #Halloween 2018 #note: Michael is written /very/ differenly in the different timelines. different writers took complrtely dofferent approaches to hin as a #person. and his motives. so unless I state otherwise I am always talking exclusively about the version of Michael from the H20. 2018. & DbD #timelines. since those are all largely the same character. unlike the 3-4 RZ and resusrection or the novelization etc #they’re seperate universes w different canons. i am only really interedted in core/OG canon and its offshoots #its /direct/ offshoots haha #laurie strode #sam loomis #Isolation (fic)#Isolation #meta #michael myers meta #long post #me: I am not gonna do the six page breakdown ima do an overview #me: doesn’t do the six pages but damn well doesn’t do the short version either #i can’t help it you found an intense passion topic

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