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crystallinearts · 5 months
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hoping to get my first Shigaraki Tomura ASMR out tonight, almost done editing it and will just have to find a good pic to use~
BUT, here's a hypothetical...
a couple years ago, I made a Redbubble account with the intention of selling original designs, but never really did anything with it
and... a few days ago, I bought a game wherein you run a cute sticker shop, complete with various assets to create designs
obviously I wouldn't use those same assets, I'd draw my own based on ones I'd put together in-game and others I think of, but, the big question-
if I actually started up my Redbubble (OR started an Etsy), would anyone buy original designs from me on stickers/mugs/phone cases/etc. that kind of thing?? idk I just think it could be kinda fun <3
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alfredsolos · 1 year
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Okay! So this is my more thought out version of batkids as villains au.
Dick Grayson: After his parents' murder, Dick gets sent to juvie because the orphanages are full. There, he gets abused and harassed daily. Because of his personality, his race, his behaviour, his parents and more. For a little more than a year, he is alone.
But then one day, he saves a child from older inmates and they become friends. His first ever friend. The place livins up more and more each passing second.
They make a plan, to take down the hierarchy that exists in the juvie. They are sick of the mistreatment. And one by one they pick up other boys that are also at the bottom like them.
Their numbers grow and grow. Suddenly they realize that they outnumber the others and plan an attack to them. 2 days later bruised and bloody boys fill up the infirmary. Dick could never forget that moment. The rush of adrenalin. The sound of bones cracking under his fist like music. The chaos. That moment was the one that changed Dick Grayson.
At 16 he gets put into an orphanage and Dick absolutely despises it. It's dull and boring, so he starts to sneak out at night. The streets are dangerous. But he knows those people. Their behaviour and issues. He had lived with them after all. Played games and teach them languages. Fight them, broke them.
One night he encounters a group of people fighting each other. And sees a man pull out a gun to another person. Dick picks up a rock and hurls it across the man, wanting to distract him for just a few seconds. Instead the rock hits the man right across the temple and he drops dead.
He should have been terrified of what he had done. Taking a life was the worst of the crimes after all. Seconds pass nothing. Hours, days and weeks. No regret. Just a spark of electricity inside his his hand. The one where he picked up the rock.
A few months later he finds out that what he saw that night was a gang war, the man he murdered was the leader; and right now, he was recruited. The boys were dressed in ripped clothes and talked with an accent. The spark slowly growing and growing.
Dick spends 3 years as the leaders right handman. The man looks at him with interest and amusement. He wants to ask, what's so funny? He doesn't question. Not yet.
Then something big happens. He finds out his gangs' other activities. Millions and millions of dolars. He wonders where the money goes to, since it definitely wasn't their safehouse. So he makes a decision. Kill the boss and take his money. And kill him, he does.
No one knows it's him. But as the ex-right hand man, he is put into the leaders seat rather quickly. He knows how to communicate with these guys. He had been sleeping among them just a few days ago. They all liked him. So he aimed higher. The spark grow into the shape of a gun. Killing mob boss after mob boss. Too easy. Too boring. He hated the boredom. It reminded him of the orphanage. So cut out the boring parts of his life. One by one.
Years later, everyone feared him. Both the ones that knew him and don't. Money wasn't the focus anymore. It was the reputation. The infamy. His reputation growed and growed, with every whisper on the streets.
Jason Todd: First, Jason Todd was just a little boy, then an orphan, then a street rat and then a foster child.
His guardian was a strict priest that never seemed to smile. Jason hated him and the stupid chores he made him do. Clean the windows, dust the chairs and tables, wipe the floor. He couldn't wait to turn 18 and fuck off.
One day sick of the stupid chores and errands, he decided to sneak around the Church to look for some cash and cigarettes. Instead he found a hidden door. He should have just mind his own business and pretend he never saw this. He obviously didn't, and proceeded downwards.
The walls were stone and cold. The only light coming from the candles. Then he heard something. A chant. A prayer. It was unnerving and scary but he had already came this far. He wouldn't turn back.
At last he came across a door. He didn't open it, and instead tried to eavesdrop. For a while it was the same prayer and melody over and over again. But then it stopped. And suddenly the door he was leaning on opened and he fell down.
Quickly scrambling off, he saw robed men and women whispering urgently to each other. A man stepped forward, kneeled in front of him and lifted his hood. The pastor. His guardian.
Jason was ready to run off, but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He looked at the man in fear, expecting to be a sacrifice for his weird cult. That didn't happen. Instead the man smiled. It was the first time Jason saw him show an emotion other than anger and exasperation.
He started to explain. His voice like a calm ocean. About his cult, his followers and their philosphy. It was all crazy bullshit and and an obvious attempt at brainwashing him.
He wasn't an innocent and naive kid though. He had grew up in crime ridden streets. He knew what to do. So he acted stupid and scared, then asked the pastor to let him join. A pathetic attemp at surviving. But surprisingly, it worked. He had just joined a cult.
Slowly, he started to learn about the dynamics and their theology. They were power hungry, and no doubt would end up being an insane villain stuck in the Arkham Asylum in the future. But then an idea formed in his head. A plan. Although flawed, their ideas weren't from stupid minds. It was smart and manupilative. And Jason would use it. Drain it to it's core. He didn't have a reason for doing this. He'd do it because he fucking wanted to. Not that life had ever given him something to be greatful for.
6 months later the pastor very unfortunately passed away from a heart attack. The Pastor was the previous leader of the cult. So Jason stood upto the role. He was barely a teenager. But he was smart. Very smart. The followers all knew this, so with a little push, he was made the cult leader.
Years later Father Todd, slowly brainwashing people and stealing their free will, became the streets most beloved priest. He was a great person with endless patience. He was a good man. And they were so lucky to have him.
Tim Drake: It wasn't Tim Drake's fault that he had ended up like this. Really it wasn't. Maybe a little more adult supervision would make this a little better but, here we are.
The first time he stalked someone was because, he wanted to talk to him in private. He had been bullying Tim for months and he just wanted to solve this problem between them. He didn't wanted trouble. But then the kids father came out. Tim hid behind a brick wall and watched from afar. The kids head was hunged low. The father was quiet and still. It lasted for just a few seconds. A slap. The child fell down but didn't cry. The father dragged the kid from his arm to their house.
For a couple few days, the kid didn't came to school. Tim should have felt sad or angry. Even scared. He didn't. He was curious. About the child and the father. Was his wife around? Or was she dead? He wanted answers, so one night he hacked something for the first time. A camera hunged from the street light. It showed the living room of the kids house but nothing more than shadows were visible.
Frusturated, he went out to the kids house and sneaked up upon the window. Yelling and crashing. The house was a warzone. Bruises and blood and scratches. Tim Drake watched in awe and excitement. Nothing was wrong with him. He was fine.
Years passed and he became the CEO of Drake Industries. He was young, wealthy and happy. His nightime activities had gone further. Mobs, superheroes, citizens, villains. He knew everyone and their dirty little secrets. He enjoyed seeing their face turn into horror in mere seconds. He was happy and fine.
They asked him why? Well honestly he didn't know why either. He did it because he liked it. That was it.
Damian al Ghul: Damian was raised with impossible expectations. He was demanded perfection. He was to be the best of the assassins, the wisest of all, he wasn't to be ever scared, sad or confused. He was to be in control. So he did. No, he became. It was all their fault really.
Damian had mastered; 17 languages at the age of 6, 37 martial arts at 8, PhD level academics at the age of 10. He was a genuis. An overachiever. He was fast and strong and lethal. He had killed hundreds of people at his family's command. Yet they never saw him enough. Not one compliment, a head pat or even a smile. Everyone surrounding him was with cold faces and dead eyes. It drove him crazy. Maybe he was too emotional. He killed them all.
First was his language and academics teachers, poison. Then his healing arts teacher, a knife to the throat. Next his martial arts teacher, ripped intestines. Now he was better than them. They weren't alive after all. No one to compare him to. His mother and grandfather would surely be proud now.
They weren't. Cold and dead eyes change into disgust and alarm. Not the eyes he was looking forward to, so he killed them too. It broke his heart to do this to his own blood. But he was merciful. He had done it so quick that they hadn't even realized until the blood started seeping.
Guards and assassins barge into the room. Such disrespect. They hadn't even knocked. So he punishes them.
He kills and kills until there is no one left in the compound. Damian doesn't enjoy killing. Of course not. It's their fault. Not his. He leaves to never come back.
Damian travels place to place. Finding mentors worthy to teach him. When he's done with them he kills them. It's just the way of life He tells himself. Natural selection.
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ts4-safc · 8 months
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HANDLER SPOTLIGHT - ASTRID HOBB
Welcome to the SAFC's very first interview in our new series of handler spotlights! Our very first sport goes to Astrid Hobb of Bourbon Smoke Kennels & Stables. We flew her out to our headquarters and are excited to share her with the rest of you!
Check below for her interview answers!
(👩 Credits: @occultpuppy/occultpuppy on discord)
Tell us a little bit about your program!
Well, as you may know, the Hobb family has been steeped in the agricultural history of Henford-on-Bagley for many generations-- know the best way to secure a herd of Highlands second to a strong electric fence? A great set of dogs. They are man's best friend for a reason and with the knowledge we have today, they are the ultimate working companion. At Bourbon Smoke Kennels, we are evolving the guarding instinct of our dogs; whether it be a herd of rough cattle or your family, with a BSK dog security is never a concern. First priority for my dogs is to make them excited for work--Even my pomeranian Princess has kept my farmhouse free of any menace or pest! Second, they are as healthy as the beef bulls we keep in the fields and third, they fit breed standard with great personalities which means they can go to shows and win competitions--fingers crossed. I'm the first in my family to take our furry friends in this direction but I am excited for our future victories and grateful to expand the Bourbon Smoke brand. We are also dabbling in importing as a future service and recently funded the construction of an Equestrian Center to help bring our community of horse-lovers in Henford-on-Bagley and from away closer together. We hope to host some showing events and plan to do some boarding/farrier work as well. Mr. Westbrook, my right handman, has been leading that effort but the bottom line is: Nothing is off-limits to a Hobb.
What breeds do you focus on?
Currently, I'm starting with what I know: Highland cattle and Kangal Shepherds, with potential to expand once we've been established. My great, grandfather brought home some Kangal puppies home from Simstanbul and we've been sold ever since. We've actually become great friends with the breeders there so once a year, we visit and reconnect with our distant 'family'. We only get new our new Kangals EXCLUSIVELY through them.
What is your favorite aspect of the SAFC?
SAFC has been INTEGRAL to the blossoming expansion of Bourbon Smoke Breeding. We are fiercely loyal to our supporters and their sponsorship has key to our quick expansion. With their inclusion, we've managed to network with a lot of experienced players in different groups here and it has given me a lot of great ideas and insight on how best to fill our niche here. I fully expect the SAFC to benefit from me just as much from me as I benefit from them.
If you could, what would you tell those wanting to get into the dog showing and/or horse eventing community?
The best advice I could give would to be realistic with your expectations and understand that hard work and money always get the most attention. If you're committed, take the leap, do the research, commit to the training and know it's expensive. Obviously, the better the animal, the better your chances but that won't always get you the blue ribbon. Not everyone ranks and sometimes, you straight up lose. Take it on the chin, raise your head back up and move forward--there is nothing more powerful than a competitor that won't stop fighting.
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missplaguedoc · 10 months
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Have you ever read Minecraft smut with a bit of lore on the side? No? Want to?
Hi there!!! I'm Lilith Relish, an ao3 writer, and after a lot of time and having finished the first part, I wanted to share with you all my creation...
Minecraft: BL Edition
And what is this? You will ask...
Well, it's a very wide range of things. From a troubled gay mess called Steve, going through humanoid monsters like a cute creeper, a tsundere skeleton and a very very sweet Enderman, (and more), lore that I came up with and a lot of smut and that sweet sweet harem style that we all love, you'll be on a wild ride through the world of Minecraft.
Hope you all like it, and hope that you enjoy the art that peppers the fic, from myself and the wonderful @lustsright-handman (hi there, mate).
A bit of what you'll find in there...
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fawrishfish · 8 months
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Can we know a little more about your Paranormal Inc.? I watch the teaser every time I come into your blog and I am very intrigued
Sure! It’s this little project I’ve been developing. I want it to be an animated show on YouTube about two friends who come across something strange and spooky-something they weren’t meant to see, and they go on little ghost adventures, collecting clues along the way that eventually reveal a dark secret the town they are living in(Gittata Town) was trying to hide.
-I’m going to voice the main character in the show, Sam, a girl who’s super into murder mysteries and paranormal activity
-Her best friend is Greggory, a tall nerd boy who likes comic books and superheroes, and him and Sam live in a roof shack
There’s three main ghosts that appear in the show, and somehow all of their stories are connected
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Mr. Handman, Ms. Iris, and the dreadful KYLE SMILES
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This is still just an idea, I want to get a tablet with clip studio paint so I could animate this to my full potential, rather than just doing everything on Flip a Clip, which limits my abilities
I’ve recently began writing the first episode script, tho! I’ve abandoned this for a while because I lost a lot of concept work and writing for it :(
Here’s all I could scavenge from then
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(All of this art is really old 😬)
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nityarawal · 2 months
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Sent to legal:
Aloha! Happy Presidents day! I spoke to my handyman about bullying from my landlord Daniel Hall for his lazy sauna bedroom bill. He and my other 7 handman feel he's giving men a bad name smearing our best moms as a gay man. His X Cougar gf Melody Gray lured me here to testify against her nurse IEHP mom in medical malpractice lawsuit with Dr Natalya. They treated me for Tick, lymes, and a brain cyst then coldly blocked me from any follow up since and try to mentally abuse me. Melody caught her mom on this phone number listed above smearing her and I. She's failed to procure screen shots she promised in June! Darlene worked at Dr. Browning office & Idyllwild Health Center with Ukranian Dr. Natalya murdering thousands of colleagues and clients since covid. My atty was Ken Carlsson but he's been found guilty of committing foul play with brokers & courts too for murder. America First Legal is handling refunds from Elon Musk now. I cc'd them. We just need all your testimony for Dr Adam Cash- he wrote "Psychology For Dummies." Thankyou.
This is the culmination of my work. Integrity. Lol A new president and my kids are coming home today to play with puppies. Make that happen. Melody also busted PNC Bank for harvesting clients with Pfizer and BBVA AI scams. She filmed pnc Pfizer executive office on record- caught them lying etc. Could y'all hurry and send in your testimonies so I can close out? Truth is I need heat and Daniel has been a selfish substandard landlord. I was soaking wet cold all winter and he kept unplugging electric because he's having bi-bolar, manic, schizophrenic episodes at all the tenants. Melody claims he violently broke her leg. I work on comission as a journalist for justice & housing rights as a realtor of 25 years. Melody took a bribe from her Idaho sugar daddy big pharma pimp and got a black Mercedes over Christmas- tampering with Elon Musk cybertruck give away for distressed moms. Melody also claims her step dad molested her and her 3 daughters. He's 10 years younger than Darlene and she's sold out to pedophilia agenda. Melody also said Daniel's step-dad Martin tried to molest a tenant. Could you explain what happens to men that molested children Dennis. I'll send the country club murder article about Adrian Denada so we're crystal clear what happens and please advise Martin not to come back to California. Robert Dreyfuss's dad was murdered from Aguanga on that addiction too. They'll put the gun in Daniel's hand and force him to pull the trigger. Only a 2.5 year charge for the child victims in self defense. Does that play book work for step-dad? It seems Sheriff Parsons is circling our home to set the groundwork? We'd rather Vegas handle charges humanely.
Thanks for cleaning up the hill. Please don't hurt Daniel or his pets & dogs or my x! Just get our kids. Melody has a 15yo Anjali molested by Darlenes pimp too.
All Love,
Nitya xo
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itsthemysterykids · 2 years
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Coraline: Wait wha are you doing here?!
Anon: oh hey guys
Raz: Anon why are you with these cultists
Anon: well uhh..... Your not suppose to see me
Wybie: How are you even in the past we thought you went missing
Anon: well first I didn't know you cared about me and I accidentally use that time machine and then I dropped form the sky and I got kidnapped by these cultists and worked my way through the ranks and became his right handman so here I am
Neil: huh I didn't notice them anyway let's go-*Anon sprints to the portal* uhh let's go
Norman: And Anon, we do care about you.
Anon: Really?
Lili: Of course. You’re very important to us, and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
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homeownershelper · 5 months
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The holidays often mean hosting family and friends, which can put your home's functionality to the test. Handyman services can ensure that everything from your guest bathroom to your kitchen is in tip-top shape. Common tasks include fixing leaky faucets, unclogging drains, repairing any damage to walls or floors, and ensuring all your home's fixtures and fittings are in working order.
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Safety should never be compromised, especially during the holidays when homes are busier and likely to be decorated. A handyman can check smoke detectors, secure loose railings, and ensure outdoor lighting is adequate. These small tasks play a big role in ensuring the safety and comfort of your guests.
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leslierodgers01 · 5 months
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Handyman
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glitch-in-the-system · 11 months
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Freakaspective - S1E1, Five Day Forecast / The Dance of Doom / Handman
Hoo boy… the first episode! And what an impression to make. 
So, if you're new to this show, you may ask: 'hey, why is the first episode… this, and not like, the origin episode that's way further into the season?'
The answer is they made that because the network told them 'hey do this'. You're going to be seeing that be an answer a lot– in between 'this is something the writers knew and wanted to put in' and 'the people making the show wanted to see if they could like, do this, and to their shock, awe (and sometimes horror) they were not stopped'.
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l-anna-art · 3 years
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So I watched Wolfwalkers (which I loved) and a new au was born! I only took up the concept of people being able to change themselves into wolves while they sleep.
So so so, here the beast!
After a disastrous day, Izuku, 12 years old, has an argument with his mother and decides to sneak out to get some space. Despite thinking that his day couldn't get worse, it ends up to be, because during his walk, Izuku finds himself sandwiched between a big wolf and a weird guy who is determined to fight that night. The poor greenette ends up bitten all over his forearm, but manages to go home to take care of his bleeding arm.
When he wakes up, he has a fever and his wound has not improved. Too afraid of the questions his mother would ask him about his condition, he still goes to school but loses consciousness on the way. He ends up in the hospital, where he is questioned about the bite. (At least the lie is easier to construct since he was outside).
From then on, Izuku starts having dreams similar to the movie, and starts to feel strange during the day: his senses are sharpened, his teeth are sharper, his eyes are more sensitive, and so on.
One night, he ends up taking his wolf form and, in panic, falls out of his bed causing a lot of noise. He nearly gets caught by Inko.
As Izuku can't really sleep anymore, and he finds the time long in his room, he starts wandering at night. He wanders around Musutafu most of the time, and plays the vigilante by helping people he meets while searching for information about the first wolf. His large size (for a wolf, at least) and the fact that he is a green wolf with very nice fangs make people quickly retreat in front of him, but not always. That's how he learns that the wounds inflicted on his wolf form are reflected in his human body.
While he was walking around, Izuku comes across two guys fighting and Izuku interferes. The first flees as soon as Izuku gets too close and the other one remains frozen on the spot. It's Tomura, who will quickly become obsessed by the wolf by dint of crossing him. Tomura doesn't know the wolf is in fact a 12 years old kid and Izuku just finds Handman weird, especially when he starts to define him as "a familiar".
He' s starting to become a kind of urban legend. He is referred to as the Musutafu's Wolf, who only appears at night and only attacks people with bad intentions.
He was thinking about telling his mother he finally had a quirk that would allow him to transform into a wolf in his sleep, but the rumors about his wolf form became a little too much, so he decided to postpone it until later. However, he finally recorded a quirk to explain the sudden improvement in his senses and finally have some peace at school.
Aizawa eventually runs into him during one of his patrols and uses Eraser, which causes absolutely nothing. He tries to contain him with his scarf, but ends up dragged through the streets of the city.
Izuku can cover very long distances in one night. During one of his trips, he meets Yagi, with whom he starts to spend time. He will probably be the first to discover the truth about Izuku.
And that's it for now!
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lxvebun · 3 years
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Dabi + reader with PTSD 
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⁀➷Request: "Can you do a Dabi × Reader with PTSD..? I understand if not! That's alright, I just love your stories! They never fail to put a smile on my face! Have a good day/night! :)"
⁀➷A/n thank you for requesting angel I hope you like it! I actually got another similar request from another anon so if that anon sees this i hope you like this as well! I did do some research about it but if i got anything wrong let me know so i can fix it.
⁀➷content warning: GN!reader, fluff+comfort,reader suffers from common ptsd symptoms, dabi calls you doll. Little mention of dabis past but no spoilers. I had to rewrite this quickly because tumblr likes to get rid of my drafts sometimes so its not proofread cause im a little tired. English is not my first language so im sorry for any mistakes
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-♡Dabi is observant, so he is very aware of any PTSD symptoms you have, and he's glad he is cause now he can check in with you and try his best to help/comfort you.
-♡He's not going to force you to tell him why you got PTSD. It's up to you if you want to tell him or not. But he does always let you know that you're safe with him and can talk freely about whatever you want without any judgment
-♡both you and Dabi are not a fan of sudden loud noises. Dabi especially hates yelling because it reminds him too much of his past, so you don't ever have to worry about him raising his voice to you or near you. Please check in with him as well and don't raise your voice at him
-♡Dabi also carries an extra set of earplugs with him just in case you forgot them but it's not like you forget them often because he will spam text you as a reminder to wear them
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"Hey, doll, remember to bring your earplugs with you before you go out x<3"
"Handman is being whiny as fuck please bring your earplugs with you"
"Did you hear that? I didn't because I have my earplugs in, YOU should wear them too"
"Doll
Doll
Doll
WEAR your earplugs xx"
-♡he does not at all mind it when he needs to reassure you about something multiple times. He's actually very proud of you that you voice out your worries to him. He rather has you tell him what is going on in your mind than put yourself through unnecessary stress
-♡he definitely encourages you to find a therapist/psychiatrist if you don't have one. Just to try it out and see if it helps you. He will do whatever he can to make you feel more comfortable and safe, so if that means he has to come with you, he will. It does not bother him at all. He's glad to know that he can make you feel safe.
-♡as I said, Dabi is observant, so he knows what you need from him most, if not all the time, but he gets so incredibly proud of you if you voice it out yourself! If you're comfortable with it, he will shower you in so many kisses
-♡your home is a safe space for both of you. Theres no need to pretend that you're alright, there no need to pretend to be someone you're not. Both of you can completely be yourself without any fear or judgment. Your home is filled with a lot of love and support
-♡Dabi is a night owl himself but he is a king at lulling you to sleep. He makes sure that you feel safe and warm before gently tracing shapes on your back and kissing your forehead.
-♡even though he's not going to sleep for a while he still stays in the room with you. It comforts him whenever you're sleeping peacefully and it comforts you to know he's there for you and will wake you up from any nightmares you may have
-♡mans has memorized a lot of grounding techniques, so if there is ever a time you need it but can't think of one yourself, he's ready to help you
-♡when you start to self-isolate he will try his best to gently coax you into doing something with him like going on a walk or going to your favorite cafe. Space is important of course, and he does give you it but at times like this he feels that it's better to do a fun activity with you rather than leave you alone
-♡you're the love of his life! He wants to treat you right! and he will make sure that you know he will always try his absolute best to keep you safe and happy because you deserve to be and feel safe and happy<3
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Thank you for reading bunnies<3
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inanabsentia · 3 years
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Dabi and Shigaraki falling for you and them both realising it headcanons pt.1
I keep all of my works gender-neutral.
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Dabi would realise that he’s gotta crush on you, at least definitely faster than Shigaraki does because while he routinely represses his emotions, Dabi still recognises when he has a crush. Our handman over here, on the other hand, just doesn’t know how to register that foreign feeling of jittery-ness and chaos reigning deep within whenever he sees you
Boy does it feel like a swarm of butterflies attacking his insides and throwing a massive party without him being invited (I’m not sorry for this) 
Shigaraki initially associates the fluttery feeling with negativity because he didn’t like to feel uncertain! Especially not of himself, of course. 
Instead of actively advancing towards you in the bar like how Dabi did, Shigaraki just decides to observe you for about 2 weeks and figure out what the heck it was. 
Was it the way your eyes fluttered so beautifully even when your stare wasn’t directed towards him? Well, you do have really pretty eyes and that’s the least Shigaraki could admit to himself. 
Or maybe it was how you carried yourself in the league, you were composed yet you’ve got that right touch of crazyness within you. Whether you are actually crazy or not, it was certainly a fact that you were making the leader feel all sorts of crazy emotions that he couldn’t seem to comprehend....
Dabi, on the other hand, was taken in by your first entrance.
What? You looked real cool and pretty cute, too. 
But looking cool and pretty aren’t enough to spark an interest within the flame dude. He never intended to act out on his attraction towards you initially. Yet as the weeks passed by, as he watched you interact with the other league members, he noticed something quite distinct about you. 
You surprisingly got well along with practically everyone in the league. Toga absolutely adores you and always gave you bear-crushing hugs but you never seemed to push away and mind, listening to whatever the crazy blondie had to say about her broccoli-haired crush.
You watched all of marble dude’s tricks with amusement and they never ceased to amaze you for some reason. I mean,, they’re just...blue balls...and weird cards flying around...
Get this, you even got along with Shigaraki out of all people, well he didn’t seem to detest your presence as much despite rarely speaking with you. 
And that night when Twice+Toga suggested a game of Truth Or Dare and made you answer the real reason why you joined the league and decided to pursue villainy. 
Damn, you were so enchanting, delivering your speech about how corrupted heroism was- with the hyper fixation on ‘heroic’ quirks, the over glorification of heroes, all sweeping aside the systemic issues which stemmed from heroes themselves.
That very moment made both men interested in you just a tad bit more (a lot actually)
Anyways, as Shigaraki decided to stay behind at his spot on his usual barstool and observe you for a bit more from a far like a longing secret admirer, Dabi decided he might as well shoot his shot with ya
He walks up to you and starts off with something that doesn’t seem flirtatious and takes you a while to register the true nature of his statement. It was hard to tell with how stoic Dabi looked but it was undeniable- the innuendo, the piercing gaze and the way he raked his eyes over your figure. 
Yeah he was interested in you for a while now
Everyone in the bar overhears it and just stares at him all flabbergasted at the sudden innuendo. Toga and Twice are the first ones to break the silent tension by going absolutely bonkers, shouting out “DABI HAS A CRUSH, DABI HAS A CRUSH OOOHHHHH” “I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT, MY SHIP IS OFFICIALLY SAILING THE TITANIC COULD NEVER”  
Shigaraki sees the whole scene unravel before his eyes and a new feeling emerges! But this time, it’s a familiar feeling! 
Jealousy, duh. 
He stands up abruptly, his cup circling and almost toppling over and his looming presence and death glare enough to make the chaotic duo stop raving about you and Dabi, you and Dabi, you and- 
Shigaraki didn’t like hearing that.
Dabi connects all the dots together and realises it all. Upon knowing the leader’s feelings towards you, Dabi scoffed and smirked, nonchalantly swinging an arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer to his warm body. 
“What? Don’t like seeing me with your hot crush?” he teases and casually plays with the strands of your hair just to aggravate Shigaraki more. 
Shigaraki took the sight before him, taking one last look into your eyes and you could’ve sworn that you saw his eyes soften a bit while looking into yours, but they immediately turned into a harsh glare as he redirected them back to Dabi’s hand which was getting closer than he liked. 
 Ultimately, at a loss of words and remotely not knowing how to express himself, Shigaraki turns his back towards the league and left abruptly, which made you feel kinda bad for the leader (although you did nothing wrong) and jabbed Dabi at his ribs, making the blue-eyed man raise his eyebrows in question. 
“C’mon doll, handjob is just being his plain ole self. And what about it? I can do so much more for you anyway if you’d give me the chance,” Dabi tilted your chin towards him and his eyes glimmered with a hint of mischief and adoration. 
You were in for a big time, having 2 men from the league falling for you and pining after you. 
Good luck, it only gets more intense from here ;) 
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glassartpeasants · 4 years
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I’m Sorry
Shigaraki x Reader
Warnings: Angst, like REALLY ANGST
A/N: I came up with this at work, i literally wrote down an entire plot to a story in about 30 minutes. I don’t know if i should feel proud or ashamed
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You sat in your car sighing heavily as you put the seat down to look up at the stars, since you had opened your sunroof. Your arms going behind your head to create a make shift pillow as you waited for your boyfriends response.
Tomura Shigaraki, Leader of the League of villains was your boyfriend, and god did you love him. You loved him more then anything else in the world. But for some reason it felt like he was ignoring you. You look at the text your sent and just stared at it wondering if you said something wrong. You scanned over it again realizing he just hadn’t opened it yet.
You grab the necklace that was hanging around your neck and fiddle with it between your fingers. The metal reminding you of when he officially asked for you to be his.
The necklace was a symbol of devotion to one another. You always wore the necklace cause it made you feel butterflies every time you looked at it. Shigaraki always wore his too. It was so romantic,
Well it was romantic.
You had noticed recently that he stopped wearing it, or forgetting. You didn’t mind at first cause everyone’s forgetful sometimes but it did bother you when it became a regular thing. He’d always say he left it on his nightstand or took it off when he was going to bed. These were all rational explanations but he didn’t even bother to put it back on. It felt like you guys were drifting apart, which ripped a hole right through your heart.
Not to mention every time you went into the hideout, everyone gave you looks of pity. You don’t know why they did but you weren’t gonna question it. You refused to believe that Shigaraki would do anything to hurt you.
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After your little session in the car you had gone grocery shopping for the League, something you would do often. They gave you a list of food they wanted and you got it for them.
You packed up all the groceries in your car and drove towards the building. You smiled all the way there. They didn’t know you were coming it was going to be a suprise! Oh won’t Shigaraki be happy!
You park outside the building and as you got out you see a lady coming out of the building you’ve never seen before. Normally you wouldn’t mind someone like that but...
She had Shigaraki’s hoodie on.
“Hey wait miss! Can i speak to you?” You said running up to her.
“Oh of course, what do you need?”
“Um i was wondering where you got the jacket from? I really like it.” You lie, you wanna know why this woman has your man’s jacket on, but you wanna hear what she has to say first before you go ape shit.
“Oh its my boyfriends! Isn’t it cool! That’s not the only thing he got me either, he gave me this necklace as well. He told me that as long as i have this on, it would show how much i love him. Isn’t that romantic!” Your heart shattered in your chest. You couldn’t believe it. No you wouldn’t, he said he only loved you. How long as this affair been going on? You needed more answers.
“That’s super awesome! How long have you guys been dating?” You smile holding back your tears and the burning urge to scream out of your chest.
“Almost 1 year!” She was so happy, could you tell her? Would she even believe you? She seemed even more happy then you been for the part 2 months, she seemed to be everything you weren’t.
Long hair, curvy, not an inch of skin imperfections, and lets not forget how much bigger her chest was compared to yours. She was everything a man could ever want. Hell she was there for most of your relationship, you guys have been dating for a year and 4 months.
“IM so happy for you! I have to go but i hope to see you later!” You lie through your teeth, you never wanted to see her again.
She drove off while you open the doors to the building looking down as tears streamed your face, your lungs burning with the need to scream and sob.
You open the door to the main room where Shigaraki sat with, Dabi, Spinner. Toga, and Twice. Your arms shaking as you could feel everyone staring at you.
“(Y/N) what brings you here?” Spinner asked before you pushed past him, you grabbed the necklace from off your neck, pulling it off letting bits and pieces of the chain to fall onto the floor. You throw the necklace at Shigaraki before slapping him across the face.
“How fucking dare you! Your such an inconsiderate piece of shit! You thought i wouldn’t find out?! Was she good huh?! Was she worth it?!” Your screams could e heard through the entire building, everyone’s eyes on you as you screamed at their leader. Shigaraki’s eyes were wide, you could see it behind father.
“I-”
“Don’t say a thing! I should have never agreed to be your girlfriend! Was it because she had a better body then me?! Did she satisfy your fucking needs?!” Your rage was outstanding as more tears streamed down your face, the pain of knowing your supposed love of your life was going around with other women. Shigaraki said nothing as he took the screams, his eyes soon looked uninterested and bored, which only fueled your fire.
“You know what fuck you, i wish i never met you. Enjoy that bitch cause im done!” You only cry more as you ran out of the room and out of the building, getting into your car and driving off.
Shigaraki didn’t move an inch as trying to keep his composure. But on the inside he was shaking. He was going to break it off he promised! He was going to the next time he saw her, why couldn’t you have come a little later? Why did you just show up damn you!
Your words cut like knives into Shigaraki’s skin, as the image of you crying kept replaying in his head.
“Nice job Handman.” Shigaraki turned his head towards the burnt male.
“IT’s not your place to talk so shut the hell up.”
“It’s not your place to talk either, must suck knowing the girl that would have taken a bullet for you left you. But can’t say i didn’t see this coming.” Shigaraki stayed silent. He didn’t want to say anything he just wanted to figure out a way to make you come back.
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1 month later
Ice cream.
As stereotypical as that sounds, ice cream had become your best friend for the past few weeks. You just ate your heart away, not mentioning that you threw up everything you ate.
After your fight with Shigaraki you blocked him on everything. His number? Blocked. His gamer profile? Blocked. Everything was blocked.
You had even moved to another part of town, he knew where you lived so you just deiced to up and leave, your lease was over soon anyways. You thankfully found another apartment. It was small but it was perfect for you.
You’ve watched the news a few times looking for any sign of Shigaraki and his plans. But nothing occurred.
“Aw shit-” You ran to the bathroom as fast as you could about to throw up everything you ate that day.
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“Well fuck.” You look down at the home pregnancy test. A positive home pregnancy test.
“What do i do now?” You sat down on the bathroom floor looking up at the ceiling. You liked kids so having on shouldn’t be a problem right? 
But the fact that it was your cheating ex’s is the problem...
“No! I will not think about that crusty rat anymore! I don’t need him to be happy i have everything i need right here!” You say to yourself as you get up off the bathroom floor.
“I will take care of this baby and I’ll be the best mother that their could possibly be!” You hype yourself up as smile to yourself. He may be Shigaraki’s child ut that doesn’t mean you can’t love your kid. You would love the kid to the ends of the earth, and no cheating ex will stop that.
~~~
Shigaraki laid down on his bed staring at the ceiling, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. He couldn’t help it, he’d actually lost you.
He tried contacting in in every form possible, once he realize you blocked his number. Once he called from a payphone only to find out you changed your number as well.
He broke off ties with the other girl, hoping it would bring you back. Which it didn’t. 
Now he was alone again, the feeling of emptiness crept back up from the depths of his mind as his bed was cold. Your body no longer there to warm it. It ate him alive, the realization that he would never feel your fingertips brush through his hair again or the comforting words you said that put him to sleep.
His thoughts were his own worse enemy, he hated how much that fateful day replayed in his head. Over and over again until it corrupted his everyday life.
His bitterness was soon taking over. The madness that was Tomura Shigaraki slowly crept into his thoughts. Corrupting them, warping his mind making it seem like you were in the wrong not him.
He couldn’t bare to handle the insufferable guilt that he felt so he occupied himself with work. Running the LOV to escape the fractured pieces of his mind.
Within 3 months you were no longer plaguing his mind.
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We skipping to when reader give birth
As you laid down in the hospital bed with your newborn child in your hand you couldn’t help but tear up. 
You were 100% sure that your little girl was going to look like her dad, hell she even had the same eyes and mole. 
But you couldn’t dwell on the fact she didn’t have a single feature of yours yet all you could think about was the amazing smile she gave you as soon as she saw you.
“Aren’t you just the sweetest little thing.” You cooed at the baby as she giggled at you. She reached her little chubby baby hands at you and grabbed your nose. You chuckled before giving her a kiss on the cheek as you sung her a little lullaby in your arms.
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2 Years later
You watch the TV as the war keeps going on. Fighting and war is all people seem to do nowadays. You were afraid, your not even scared to admit it. After hearing about Shigaraki and learning that He’s now the leader of a huge army made you very scared for your daughter. HE may not know she exists but it still scares you.
You sigh at the Tv before getting up and putting on your jacket getting ready to pick up your daughter from your parents house.
You step out of your door and lock it before going down to your car. Putting your purse in the passenger seat as you buckled up and started the car before pulling out on the road.
Little did you know someone was watching...
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“Pwease! pwetty pwease!” Your daughter whined trying to convince you to let her play on the swings near your parents house. You looked at your daughter as she gave you the puppy eyes.
“Fine, your lucky i love you so much.” You daughter squealed as she ran to the swing and waited for your help.
You laugh as you put your daughter in the baby swing and push her a little bit. Her baby blue hair moving along with the motions. You were right when she got her appearance from Shigaraki but she had your facial features.
‘At least she got something from me’ You chuckled to yourself before you hear your daughters giggles grow quiet.
“Sweetie what’s wrong?” Concern wired in your voice. She kept on looking on the other side of the street, so you look too.
Once your eyes were scanning for a bit they blew wide open as a patch of similar blue hair caught your vision.
No it couldn’t be....you moved how did Shigaraki... how did he find you?
You pick up your daughter before quickly walking towards your car. You car was in eye sight before a gruff voice stopped you in your tracks.
“Is she mine....”You back stiffened as you felt his eyes burning into you. There was no escaping him at this moment.
“Mommy who’s that?” Your daughter asked, her little body trembling as she looked at the hooded man in fear.
“Shigaraki, take your hood off your scaring her.” Your voice stern, laced with poison as all the emotions waved over you once more.
“You know i can’t do that. Answer my question, is she mine.” His voice laced in the same poison you once spoke in.
“No shit sherlock.” You look at him as you hear him let out a huff of air.
“Can...can i see her...” His voice was weak as you saw his hand twitch. HE refused to look at you the entire time.
“You think I’d let you see her?! Shigaraki look at yourself! Your an S-Class villain! If people saw you with her they’d go after her! Im not letting you see her.”
“I know im a villain but she’s my kid too damnit!”
“You didn’t even know she existed! Why now huh?! Why after almost 3 years do you decide to show up now huh?!” Your voice shooting daggers into Shigaraki’s heart once more.
He happened to stumble by you guys on accident, he was walking home from getting a new game when he heard your voice. It may have been years but he could always remember your lullaby you use to sing him to sleep. He walked over to your location and dropped the game on to the cold concrete as he saw you holding a little girl in your arms.
His crimson eyes widen as he stared at the exact copy of himself. There was no way, how could you not have told him?
“Let me guess you accidentally saw us and now you want to be with me again?!” You screamed at him but immediately stopped when you heard sniffling coming from the little girl in your arms.
“Hey, Hey its okay Sayori, mommy’s just a little angry that’s all, im sorry for screaming.” You say as your run your fingers through her hair.
“Please...just...can i not even look at her.....” You could hear it, the pain in his voice. The tiniest part inside you begging you to give him another chance but the realization of having to protect your daughter over through your love for him.
“No. Shouldn’t have cheated. Not going to let my baby be in harms way because her father can’t seem to keep his dick in his pants.” You turn around and walk away leaving Shigaraki at the playground as you drove off.
Shigaraki felt his soul leave his body as his knees gave out. He started to sob uncontrollably. The once dormant flashbacks of your heartbroken face now replayed in his mind once again. 
Hiccuping as his sobs became much more inaudible. He felt like shit, the thought of his turning up like his father blew his mind as it only added to the pain. Images of what could have been a happy family replay in his head as he could just imagine a world where he has you by his side and his daughter in his arms.
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h2bakugou · 4 years
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deadpool’s quirk p.2 | headcanon
a/n: i wrote a request to this idea and i’ve been thinking about deadpool lately so once again i am putting aside requests dskjfhdj im so sorry dfjk it’s the mask fetish-
headcanon: them with a s/o who has a quirk like deadpool’s
key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / intense regeneration/borderline immortality - your quirk
warnings: fluff, swearing, gore/blood
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When you show up to the league, he has no idea what your quirk is, he’s never heard of you. He’s quick to think you’ve got some genetically drowned out mutation quirk that’s nowhere near powerful enough to make it in the league.
But you start to test his patience.
“I can’t really show it off, it’s hard to explain.” You stand a few feet away from them in the abandoned building. The rest of the league looks interested, you’ve sure got a fierceness about you standing up to Shigaraki like you are.
“You won’t regret this.” You cross your arms over your chest.
“Why the hell would I let you in, I don’t have a fucking clue what you can do. You’re useless to us.” Shigaraki hisses. It’s the final straw. Things were about to get messy.
You reach for the gun attached to your hip and pull it up and cock it, and the members of the league are quick to come at you.
Lifting the gun in the air, you pull the trigger and fire up into the sky, a few of the blonde girl’s knives sticking into your side.
“That all you got, blondie?” You smirk and look at her, watching as her own sadistic smile fades away.
You push her away and pull the knife out of her hand. It’s quick and messy, blood dripping from some cuts on your hand.
In one somewhat difficult move, you’re slicing your own hand off. The other members stare in horror as they watch it fall limp to the ground.
“I hate this part.” You mumble, tossing the knife to the side.
You lift your now amputated arm up and show the powder-blue haired man just what your quirk entails.
“This blood could’ve been resolved if you would’ve just used your quirk instead.” You groan, watching as the flesh around your severed hand began to grow back.
Shigaraki is silent. He’s completely mesmerized by your quirk. You’re strong, you’ve got attitude, and now he knows you can regenerate lost limbs. You can withstand stab wounds like it’s nothing.
“Are you immortal?” A man wearing a top hat asks. You laugh and shake your head.
“About as damn close to it as you can get.” You reply.
“You changed your mind yet Handman?” You’d already given the leader a somewhat boring nickname.
“Don’t call me that. You’ll refer to your leader as Shigaraki and noting less.” His red eyes glare at you.
“You made a good choice.” You smile and pick up your gun, setting it back in it’s holster on your hip.
From there on out, you’re at Shigaraki’s side constantly. You’re more or less the unofficial right hand man.
Overtime you start to develop feelings for the man child. It’s hard to come to terms with though, you’re both busy, and he clearly shows no signs of even displaying normal emotions. 
All it takes is one mission gone wrong to tell him how you feel.
Everyone is injured, severely. You’re the only one that’s going to even be remotely okay within the next few days. It makes you feel guilty.
It’s one of the reasons why you never get close to people. You can withstand what most people can’t. It’s unfair. You get out a-okay while everyone else returns in shambles, barely even holding on.
As they continue to get hurt, you barely know pain. That’s your own torture, watching as those around you take hits while you sit back perfectly fine.
Seeing everyone in the league hurt, hurts. You do your best to try and help, but you find yourself sulking alone after.
Shigaraki is the one to find you outside by yourself, the cool air nipping at your exposed skin through the rips and tears of your outfit from where you’d been shot at or swung at with a knife.
“Why are you out here moping?” Shigaraki’s tone isn’t soft or kind. It makes your heart break a little.
“I’m sorry. I should’ve just never stepped into that building.” You apologized. Shigaraki was confused. 
“What the hell are you talking about?” He replies, taking a seat beside you, the large hand that usually rested on his face, nowhere in sight.
“I can go anywhere, do anything, and make it out alive. You can’t.” You turn to face him, your eyes red and puffy with tears,
“It’s fucking torture. I don’t want to lose you, or anyone in the league. I-I care too much about you.” You hang your head and ball your hands into fists.
“Part of me wishes we’d never met, while another part wants to spend the rest of my life with you, you’re the best things that’s ever happened to me. You gave me a home, a family of friends, and feeling of being alive and having something to fight for.” You confessed. Shigaraki was taking it all in, his cracked dry lips parting in disbelief.
“I can’t stand to watch you go out and get yourself killed.” You let a few more tears fall. Shigaraki’s hands diligently shoot up and place themselves on your shoulders, a finger lifted on each hand.
“Shut up.” He remarks, shaking you lightly. You lift your head and examine his face.
His lips collide with yours, it’s rough but tender. You never expected him to kiss you first. You were almost certain he hated you.
But you kissed back, closing your eyes and melting into the kiss, you let his hands fall from your shoulders to your own hands, holding them carefully.
He pulled away and his expression returned to normal.
“You’re important to the league, and everyone here needs you. We’ll try to be more careful. But just because you’re strong doesn’t mean you should go all crazy.” Shigaraki scolded you. You let out a small laugh and threw your arms around him.
He’d never hugged anyone, or at least he couldn’t remember hugging anyone. It was a nice feeling.
He quite like your arms around him, he liked the feeling of your lips on his, he enjoyed the taste of them too. Maybe being around you wasn’t as bad as he thought.
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Sent to legal:
Aloha! Happy Presidents day! I spoke to my handyman about bullying from my landlord Daniel Hall for his lazy sauna bedroom bill. He and my other 7 handman feel he's giving men a bad name smearing our best moms as a gay man. His X Cougar gf Melody Gray lured me here to testify against her nurse IEHP mom in medical malpractice lawsuit with Dr Natalya. They treated me for Tick, lymes, and a brain cyst then coldly blocked me from any follow up since and try to mentally abuse me. Melody caught her mom on this phone number listed above smearing her and I. She's failed to procure screen shots she promised in June! Darlene worked at Dr. Browning office & Idyllwild Health Center with Ukranian Dr. Natalya murdering thousands of colleagues and clients since covid. My atty was Ken Carlsson but he's been found guilty of committing foul play with brokers & courts too for murder. America First Legal is handling refunds from Elon Musk now. I cc'd them. We just need all your testimony for Dr Adam Cash- he wrote "Psychology For Dummies." Thankyou.
This is the culmination of my work. Integrity. Lol A new president and my kids are coming home today to play with puppies. Make that happen. Melody also busted PNC Bank for harvesting clients with Pfizer and BBVA AI scams. She filmed pnc Pfizer executive office on record- caught them lying etc. Could y'all hurry and send in your testimonies so I can close out? Truth is I need heat and Daniel has been a selfish substandard landlord. I was soaking wet cold all winter and he kept unplugging electric because he's having bi-bolar, manic, schizophrenic episodes at all the tenants. Melody claims he violently broke her leg. I work on comission as a journalist for justice & housing rights as a realtor of 25 years. Melody took a bribe from her Idaho sugar daddy big pharma pimp and got a black Mercedes over Christmas- tampering with Elon Musk cybertruck give away for distressed moms. Melody also claims her step dad molested her and her 3 daughters. He's 10 years younger than Darlene and she's sold out to pedophilia agenda. Melody also said Daniel's step-dad Martin tried to molest a tenant. Could you explain what happens to men that molested children Dennis. I'll send the country club murder article about Adrian Denada so we're crystal clear what happens and please advise Martin not to come back to California. Robert Dreyfuss's dad was murdered from Aguanga on that addiction too. They'll put the gun in Daniel's hand and force him to pull the trigger. Only a 2.5 year charge for the child victims in self defense. Does that play book work for step-dad? It seems Sheriff Parsons is circling our home to set the groundwork? We'd rather Vegas handle charges humanely.
Thanks for cleaning up the hill. Please don't hurt Daniel or his pets & dogs or my x! Just get our kids. Melody has a 15yo Anjali molested by Darlenes pimp too.
All Love,
Nitya xo
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