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bibluebutterfly · 3 months

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Hoo boy. Now I've made it known multiple times on my blog that I LOATHE the whoobiefication of Vox, but lets get into why/how Vox is NOT a good person nor a baby that needs protecting and why he's all the better for it. Buckle up ladies and gentlemen, this will be long.

Now, why isn't Vox a good person? Easy. Because he (along with the other Vees) is supposed to be the bad guy of the story. Shocking, I know. Vox was NEVER intended to be a good person, and some of y'all just need to accept that.

Now for the long part: HOW is he not a good person?

Well, first of all, his literal introduction is an ad selling drones HE DESIGNED specifically for stalking,"peeping on the neighbors has never been more stylish"

Right off the bat, this tells us he doesn't care about people unless he can profit off them.

Which is also backed up by the point that he ADVERTISES Val and Vels "love potions" which are basically just roofies.

Again. This man ONLY cares about profit first and foremost, screw the people who can get hurt/SA'd by his products.

Next, he has a power of hypnosis which he is NOT hesitant to use. He can take away someones free will at a glance and uses that to his full advantage.

He's also very willing to give Val his lowest earners to shoot. Notice that he does so with no hesitance and no regret.

Also, (and most significantly) he's a huge, HUGE enabler. This guy has cameras EVERYWHERE, ESPECIALLY when Valentino is involved. He's got cameras in Val's room, Angels old room, at Vals corner of the club (which moves when Val does), there's NO WAY he DOESN'T know that Val is a r@pist.

And DESPITE that, he still sleeps with the man, is very likely in love with him, and oh yeah, FUNDS HIS WHOLE DEAL. The cameras Val uses are Voxtech cameras.

Val may be the one who does the dirty work but Vox willingly and knowingly makes a profit off of that. He doesn’t just know and do nothing, he actively HELPS Val out and obviously has no second thoughts nor regrets about it.

This is not a look of disgust or discontent, this is fondness. Genuine fondness. For Valentino. As a PERSON. Let that sink in.

There’s also the implications that Vox is jealous of the attention Angel gets from Val. Angel gets abused constantly by Val, Vox KNOWS, and still hates Angel because of the sheer fact that he takes up so much of Vals attention.

Not to mention the HEAVY implications that he gets off on watching people suffer.

“Well Vox can still do better than Val!!”

While I’m at it, I guess I should bring up the fact that BOTH Vox and Val are MASSIVE red flags.

With Val, aside from the obvious, he’s also a huge attention whore for Vox and isn’t afraid to break Vox’s property if Vox doesn’t pay attention to him. Yeah Vox gets frustrated with him, who wouldn’t be when their lover is throwing temper tantrums every other day?

With Vox, again, aside from the obvious, isn’t afraid to handle Val roughly when he’s mad, and literally screams about how watching his arch nemesis/obsession get the crap beat out of him is better than sex. Right in front of Val by the way. In regular circumstances, 9.98/10 that’s gonna get your ass dumped in a second.

Not to mention the mutual condescension ation towards each other.

And as much as fans (including myself admittedly) like to shit on Val for being a man child, Vox is literally no better.

Plus the explosive tempers.

Seriously. Vox LITERALLY cannot do better than Val. Vox is the only one who can put up with Vals BS and vice versa.

OH YEAH and lets not forget one last thing: VOX ALSO ABUSES HIS OWN EMPLOYEES.

This dude is scared of him, and it’s NOT because he’s worried about getting fired.

So yes. Vox is not nor HAS EVER been a good person.

And for me personally, I love that. I love that he’s entertaining yet awful. I love his dynamic with Alastor, and I love his relationship with Val even more.

If you’re wondering why I personally love Staticmoth, it’s because basic couple rules do not apply to them. They’re both toxic narcissistic red flags and therefore they can be as awful as they want to each other, and the other will simply shake it off. Yet there’s still heavy trust between the two (never being scared of each other) and they still have little moments together where they’re genuinely happy. It’s unique, and something I’ve never seen in media before.

Basically, if you liked Vox better when you thought he was a poor little baby being abused by Val, read a fan fiction. There’s a lot of them out there.

But people really just need to accept the fact that he’s an awful person. Always has been. He’s not better than Val by ANY means. He and Val are both evil pricks who deserve each other.

And guess what? LIKING AN EVIL CHARACTER DOES NOT MEAN YOU SUPPORT THEIR CHOICES. IT’S OKAY TO LIKE VOX EVEN IF HE IS EVIL.

But don’t go on saying that Vox was “ruined” as a character when all signs have always pointed to him being terrible.

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jadeddangel · 2 months

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I saw that u write poly stuff and my mind was inspired, maybe u could write something where adam and lute comfort reader because something happened and even a bit suggestive if u want:))

EEEE IM SO HAPPY I INSPIRED YOU!!

Lute x reader x Adam

"It's gonna be ok, beautiful"

Warnings: None

Art isn't mine and belongs to @.D4gm4rs on twt

The bed was cold even though it seemed like Adam and lute had left hours ago ,although it had only been 30 minutes. It was your day off.. you had finally gotten a break from everything. You were tired of souls coming to you for help for all these things that you couldn't possibly help with. The worst part of all, though was there was this angel that wouldn't leave you alone, he had been pretty much stalking you. He was trying to get you to go on dates to try and get you to hang out with him.

You were hesitant to tell Adam and lute scared Adam would over react and that lute wouldn't leave your side; you can imagine how surprised you were when they just gave you some love and left for work. And so here you were, alone, still laying in bed, you just wanted to sleep and stay here forever..

You must've fallen asleep cause when you woke up it was almost dark. With a sigh, you got up, tugging out of the bedroom and going to the kitchen to get dinner ready. You paused seeing that there was already a bag of food on the counter.. it was your favorite, and it even had your favorite drink.. you heard the tv running in the living room. You smiled and walked to the living room seeing 2 familiar tuffs of brown and white grey hair. You reached over and covered Adam's eyes from behind him. "Guess who?" You snickered a bit. Adam hummed a bit. "Is itttt my pretty girl?" Adam guessed, tilting his head up towards the ceiling so you could see his smile. You giggled and leaned down, giving him a kiss. "mhm.." You hummed against his hips. You pulled away brushing his hair back out of his face, you tilted your head to face lute, "there's my pretty girl" you mused leaning closer to her and giving her an Eskimo kiss before kissing her forehead. Lute smiled a bit. "Hi there, baby.. how was your day?" She asked sweetly. You climbed over the back of the couch to plop in between them. "It was as good as it could get with me sleeping all day" you laughed a bit. Lute played with your hair absent-mindedly while Adam tugged at the baggy pajama pants you were wearing. "You know I really like this color on you but maybe we should just take it off hm?" Adam hummed slowly slithering his hands up your thighs til he was holding onto the waist band of the pants. "Adam I will literally never make you ribs again if you take those off" you said curtly opening your eyes a bit to give him a glare. Adam huffed and pulled his hands away, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting like a toddler. You sighed a bit but decided not to deal with it, "Adam will you get the bag of food? Please? I'll give you head in the morning I promise" you bribed knowing he was going to fight you if you didn't offer. Before you could even finish the word head Adam was already up and grabbing the bag excitedly, "deal!", Adam even went the extra fucking mile and started making your plate for you while watching the movie that was barely getting any attention.

The night was relaxing, you and lute took a bath together cause Adam couldn't be trusted not to start something. Then it was onto dessert, another movie and cuddles. As promised in the morning before work you gave Adam head before he left. And you know what maybe it was good luck cause that day wasn't half bad.

You didnt know what happened(Adam and lute beat the shit out of the guy and talked to your boss about easing up on you) but that didn't matter and as long as everything kept going well it was always gonna be a good day.

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kassiekole22 · 8 months

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Can you do a Syzoth/Reptile x reader, about him telling the reader about things they should know about him & his reptilian form before they date each other? Thank you!!!

Are You Sure?

Picture lightly edited by me.

Description: It takes all the courage in the world to tell Syzoth how you really feel about him. But Syzoth isn't so sure that you can handle a Zaterran as a lover. So he decides to tell you everything you need to know, before taking your relationship to the next level... Warnings: Fluff, Pining, A Small Bit Of NSFW. (For brief mention of breeding.) Word Count: 1.4k A/N: I am sooooo sorry this took so long for me to finish! I've been dealing with some health issues and other personal struggles recently so I've been having a hard time getting things done quickly. But I'm getting better so hopefully that will change soon. I want any other anons to know that I still fully intend on finishing your requests and to other readers, please don't let this discourage you from sending any requests. I love hearing all of your ideas! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this fic. 🖤 MasterList: 🖤 Kassie's Angels: @lorebite, @mornandil, @bihansthot, @katiralovely. (If you want to be added to the taglist, let me know in the comments! 🖤)

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I slumped down under a shady tree after practicing fighting for a solid two hours. Lord Liu Kang told me the monks would be harsh, but I never expected training to be just as hard as it was. So I sat — the back of my head hitting the bark of the tree as it fell back onto my shoulders — and I let out a tired sigh. My eyes began to fall shut but then the wrestling of tree branches jerked me right awake as I let out a startled gasp. I looked up to find the source of this sudden commotion only to see Syzoth — in his human form — staring down at me from a high branch with a cheeky smile stretching his lips.

"You scared me!" I laughed as I reached an arm up to swat at his feet, which hung down from the branch he sat on.

After responding with a huff of laughter, Syzoth jumped down beside me. He sat down on the ground so close to where I was that I subconsciously held my breath, now very weary of moving in his presence. But not from fear — because it was the closest I had ever been to Syzoth before. The soft touch of his skin touching mine when our elbows brushed together, being engulfed in a cloud of his natural scent, even being able to hear his breath was enough to get my heart beat racing. To say I liked the man was quite an understatement. In my eyes, he was beautiful; I just wish I knew how to tell him that.

"It's so nice out here," he breathed before letting out a relaxed sigh. "I could sit out here for hours."

"Yeah, me too." I agreed, looking in every direction but his. Of course, I wasn't subtle about it — despite trying to be — and he noticed instantly.

"Are you ok?" He asked as his tone dipped softer with more concern.

I simply nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired."

I finally mustered up the strength to look back at him and make eye contact. But as soon as my eyes met those pale green ones, I could feel my cheeks burn with a sudden heat of desire. The expression that grew on his face was much like his tone moments ago: concerned and worried.

'Shit! He notices!'

"Are you alright, (Y/N)?" He asked while placing a hand gently on my own. The sudden contact did not help my rosy completion and I felt my skin burn even more.

I quickly pulled away and nodded my head, "Yes, yes — I'm fine." I assured him. "I just got too much sun today."

It was a good lie and I just prayed that Syzoth was as gullible as I had hoped. He did not answer me after that and for a good moment, peaceful silence had fallen over us and I was glad.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and finally felt myself relax again. Looking up at the sky, I noticed that not a single cloud covered it, allowing the sun to beam down upon us. The birds chirped happily and the butterflies fluttered in the air — watching them helped all of my stresses melt away and bring me to peace. It truly was a perfect day. I let my eyes flutter shut as a cool breeze blew passed us, and then I felt completely comfortable in my surroundings.

That was until Syzoth's voice broke the long-lasting silence...

"(Y/N)," His voice came out serious as he spoke. His sudden change in tone instantly caught my attention and I turned to face the man. "I have a question that I must ask—"

"Ok — what is it?"

"Do... Do you have feelings for me?" He asked hesitantly and almost... Shyly?

I froze as soon as the words came out of his mouth and I instantly felt my cheeks burn with intense embarrassment. The shock I felt was overwhelming and I had absolutely no idea how to respond. I just sat there, thinking deeply about a million things at once.

'Does he know? Am I really that obvious? There's no way! I mean, I've done so well to hide it!... Haven't I?

As humiliating as it was, I knew I couldn't keep the truth from him for any longer. So after heaving a deep sigh to gain just a little more confidence, I spoke my confession: "Yes, Syzoth — I do have feelings for you."

He stared at me with a blank and not so surprised expression for a moment. I felt as if I was under a burning spotlight while under his gaze. Finally — after a moment that felt like a lifetime — he let out a soft sigh. It didn't seem necessarily stressed or disappointed in anyway — it was just a normal huff of air.

"Are you sure? Because — as you know — I'm no ordinary individual. I'm not human like yo—"

"I don't care, Syzoth!" I cut him off as I raised my voice slightly. I didn't mean to come off aggressive in any way — I was just eager to tell him how I felt. I exhaled slowly and lowered my voice to a more calm pitch. "I like you for you; that stuff doesn't matter."

He looked at me for a moment, almost like he was reading over my words in his mind. Something told me by his expression that he did not believe me and would need further convincing. And unfortunately, I was right.

"No, (Y/N). You do not understand." He heaved a deep breath and shifted so he was facing me more before continuing, "There is still a lot about me that you do not know. Things you are not prepared for—"

"Well... Prepare me!" I basically demanded with an enthusiastic smile and he raised a brow at me for a moment. He seemed almost hesitant to let me into his world but eventually he did nod in agreement.

"Ok... For instance, our diet mainly consists of raw flesh of animals and humans. We can eat cooked foods but we don't prefer it." He paused for a moment to check my facial expression before continuing, "We shed our skin once a year. It's a very long and uncomfortable process and I will become very irritable at that time. I like warmth and do not do well in the cold — I can't handle it, in fact. I also have to keep my skin hydrated and... There's also mating season... Um..."

His eyes averted away from mine as he shifted uncomfortably on the ground while letting out a cough. I blushed at the thought of this "mating season" he mentioned, but tried my hardest to keep my composure for his and my sake.

"I may appear human sometimes, but do know that my reptilian nature still lingers within. Are you sure you want to engage in a romantic relationship with someone like myself?"

I smiled warmly at the man sitting before me and took his big hands in my own, massaging the backs of them with my thumbs to sooth him. It was obvious he was nervous and I didn't want him to be — he deserved to be comfortable with someone for once in his life and I was going to make sure that I was that person.

"Like I said before: I like you for you. And I would be more than happy to engage in a romantic relationship with you — that is, of course, if you want to engage in one with me?"

I gazed up at him through my lashes with hope blossoming in my heart for the first time that day. I felt his hands grow sweaty in my own and the look of concern on his face remained, causing a little bit of that hope to die off.

But then his worried expression melted away with a fond smile as his cheeks turned a faint tint of pink. He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips against mine — not necessarily molding them into a kiss, but just holding them there. So I decided to take charge of the situation and pressed mine into his in the way a kiss would be formed. And happily, he kissed back.

I knew that loving a Zaterran would be a challenge, but I wouldn't have it any other way. My heart longed for him and now that I had him, that's all that mattered to me. I had finally found the one for me and I knew I'd be happy as long as he was at my side — this I was sure of.

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#mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mortal kombat reptile #mk reptile #reptile #reptile x reader #mortal kombat syzoth #mk syzoth #syzoth #syzoth x reader #KassieMortalKombatFanFics

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weebsinstash · 3 months

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Imagine just fckn tasering Valentino because he tries to touch you.

Like look at when he died! He's an old fuck! He's not gonna expect the small taser on the key chain to keep the pervs away.

Taser Valentino.

The future is now, old man!

You know this actually got me thinking about a different idea. Could you imagine being so terrified from his increasingly intense behavior that you get yourself a taser to carry around, and eventually you're grabbed by him and you're going to taser Valentino and, with a taser, you have to go for kind of a weak point, there are prongs that have to make contact, so you go for his neck since everywhere else is like, his coat

...but his neck fur is way too thick and the taser just gets caught and maybe even causes a spark on his fur and CATCHES IT ABLAZE

You're being shoved away while he's like FREAKING OUT, SHOUTING SCREAMING HOLLERING, trying to put it out, little embers become a flame, shit shit shit shit he never knew he was so FLAMMABLE--

It gets put out maybe even by someone DUMPING WATER ON HIM and now he's soaking wet, clothes ruined, missing a LARGE, VISIBLY LARGE portion of fur on one side of his neck and the fur around it is singed and damaged. now he's BEYOND FURIOUS because from HIS perspective, he was just, swiping you up to give you a little kiss, maybe slip some tongue in there, maybe bite your neck and shoulders a little, and you respond to his generous flirting and complimenting of you by ASSAULTING HIM, ruining his beautiful snow white fur like DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS TO KEEP THIS CLEAN--

You'd be getting such an awful punishment. A prolonged punishment really, besides a potential paddling (because i feel like yandere valentino goes for sexually painful punishments instead of beatings since um, that's a little hardcore for me, although i do think he'd still slap you in the face). He might make you do extra hard work for WEEKS, or he might get drunk and furious and even do something to YOUR hair. Furious coked up Valentino just appearing out of nowhere when your guard is down, grabbing you by your hair and you suddenly hear the ZZZZZZZ of ELECTRIC CLIPPERS and he's shaving your fucking head and POORLY and then afterwards when he's sobered up and calmed down he'll laugh at how ugly you look (and then force you to wear some kind of wig because 1 you're kinda uggo now and 2 MAYBE JUST MAYBE he doesn't like looking at the reminder he hurt you and you're upset with him

Like I'm sorry I think he'd really have to put in some fucking work to earn any affection back if he touched my fucking hair let alone left me partially or fully BALD like. Reader finally quits and runs away and now Val has to chase you down and uses you running away as a reason for further punishment, or he love bombs you and apologizes instead, makes you lower your guard so he can hurt you all over again

Separate idea. Can you imagine you're doing your whole "no one understands how you work for him without fucking him or being a sex worker" thing, and you're like, riding home or to work or somewhere with him and his other employees, and you're fishing things out of your purse or your bag or your pockets or whatever, and Valentino sees you briefly set aside a self defense weapon like a switchblade or a taser and he has a really immediate negative reaction about it, like "why the fuck are you carrying that around? You better not be having that on you at my clubs or in my fucking studio!" And he can immediately tell by your expression that you do, and maybe he even DEMANDS you hand it over, and Angel sitting beside him gets This LOOK on his face as he realizes that, Val doesn't want you to have something on you to defend yourself from HIM

You just look scared and confused and can't understand why Valentino's so angry and he plays it off as you're going to ruin his image if you're causing fights and acting wild, that he'll fire you and throw you out on the streets, meanwhile Angel knows his boss is still feeling paranoid after that one stripper Candy pulled a knife on him during sex after he threatened to make her do a donkey show last week (and also did you guys know that term is literal 💀💀💀 I thought it was horseplay bdsm 😅 Valentino literally canonically threatened Angel with making him film zoo porn and now I'm just wondering if he films EVERY kink genre because some of that gets.... reeeeeeal messed up....)

#hh #yandere hazbin hotel #yandere hellaverse #yandere x reader #sinprompts

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gyll-yee-haw · 4 months

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I JUST FOUND YOUR ACCOUNT AGAINNN OH MY GODDDDDDDD I LOVE YOUR WORK SOOOO MUCH!! CAN YOU WRITE SOMETHING FOR DONNIE DARKO? 💕❤️

HIII, my sweet angel!!! <3

Anything you ask, my love, let's give our sweet boy some attention 😭🥺❤

Warnings: Donnie being a scared adorable baby. Unprotected sex, pain kink, dry humping, risk of getting caught, fluffy stuff...

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You woke up to weird noises on your window. You opened your eyes, knowing exactly what you would find. It wasn't the first time Donnie broke into your room like that, but it still scared you every single time.

He usually did that so you could make out after both of your families were asleep. But at the moment you sat down, ready to ask him not to do that again without a warning, you realized those weren't his intentions at all.

He looked pale. Lost. He had dark bags under his terrified eyes. The scene was heartbreaking. He rushed to sit beside you on the bed and hugged you tightly.

"What happened?" You asked, very worried as you hugged him back.

"Frank wants me to do something really bad." He confessed. "I don't want to do it, Y/N…"

"Shit. Did you see Frank again?" You sighed. "Well, tell him you won't do it. He can't force you to, Donnie. You're a good, sweet and kind person."

"Frank never finds me when I'm with you." His fingers squeezed your arms strongly, like he was scared you would disappear and leave him lonely.

"Yeah, that big ass rabbit knows better than messing with me, I won't let him hurt my boyfriend." You shrugged.

Even on such a serious situation, you were able to make Donnie laugh. Well, it wasn't much more than a chuckle, but he seemed to relax a little.

"Come on." You told him. "We can cuddle until it goes away."

He removed his shoes to lay on his side. The two of you faced each other for a second. Then he got a little closer and you wrapped your arms around him, keeping his face buried on your chest and his soft hair brushing your chin.

"You're safe now." You said, kissing the top of his head.

He lifted his head to look at you and whispered: "I love you."

Your heart almost stopped. It was the first time he had ever said that to you. And that look in his eyes was so sincere... maybe it meant more than the words themselves.

"I love you too, Don." You smiled at him.

You were ready to go back to holding his tightly, but, before you could, he placed his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you for a kiss. A hungry one. He had so many emotions he needed to let out. He would never be able to tell you how grateful he was for you always being there, and not thinking that he was crazy. Well, he probably would be if it wasn't for you.

His hands ran through your body, ending on your butt, squeezing and pulling your hips closer to his at the same time.

He continued kissing you while his hips brushed yours until he started getting hard.

"Donnie…" You moaned into his mouth.

"Need you, baby." He told you, then quickly glued his lips to yours again, his hands going under your shirt and he began stroking your nipples very gently with his thumbs.

Your body melted under his touch and you ended up letting him do whatever he wanted to you. He kept rubbing his erection against you, and even though you were both still clothed, it drove you crazy. But only when he stopped caressing your nipples and started pinching them, was when you gave up: "Shit, Donnie… Fuck me."

He would let out one of those adorable laughs he had as you started taking your clothes off. But at the sight of your naked body craving his, he started undressing himself pretty quickly too.

You two were laying on your sides, facing each other, and he lifted one of your legs, resting it on his hips so he could have access to your entrance. He began stroking your folds and you couldn't see his face very well, because the room was dark, but you could feel that the patterns of his breathing changed. His heart was beating faster.

He grabbed his cock and entered you at once. You bit your lip to control yourself, but he moaned loudly.

"Shhh…" You whispered. "Calm down, if anyone hears us…"

"I know, sorry." He chuckled. "But you feel so good, it's hard to…"

"Well, keep your mouth busy." You smirked.

He didn't understand it at first, but you took your hand to the back of his head, guiding his mouth to the crook of your neck.

He grabbed your hips and started pulling you down on his cock. It wasn't very fast, but it was so deep, and so good.

As he kept doing it, your fingers held to his hair very tightly, pulling it a little too hard. You weren't doing it only to control your moans, you knew Donnie absolutely loved the pain. You could tell by the way his teeth digged deeper in your skin every single time.

You pulled his body as close to yours as possible and whispered in his ear: "Harder, baby, please… make me cry.", followed by bitting his earlobe hard enough to leave a purple mark.

He absolutely lost it.

He flipped you over, so now you were under him and started thrusting faster inside you. His face buried on the pillow beside your head and you could hear the muffled sound of him screaming "FUCK FUCK FUCK".

He came hard, but kept thrusting until you came too, your walls clenching around him until his last drop was finally inside you.

His body collapsed on top of yours and you wrapped your arms securely around him again.

You kept stroking his back until you felt him relax completely. Maybe a little too much. He fell asleep.

You didn't have the heart to wake him up. He was exhausted. What if he saw Frank again? It would be better for him to spend the night, even if that increased the risk of you getting caught.

You would risk anything to make him feel safe.

#jake gyllenhaal #jake gyllenhaal x reader #jake gyllenhaal fanfic #donnie darko #donnie darko x reader #donnie darko fanfic

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emssturniolo · 5 months

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phone charger

pairing: christopher sturniolo x reader

summary: going to get your charger from chris's room escalated to a love confession

a/n: not me spending two hours on this

you and the triplets had become friends last year after meeting at a movie premiere. you were sat next to nick, who knew who you were, and immediately became best friend with him and madi, who was sitting next to him. the movie had taken a long time to start, and in that half an hour you got to know nick, madi, and nick's two triplet brothers, matt and chris. you had exchanged numbers at the end of the event and kept in touch, which eventually led to you five become extremely close friends. you weren't originally from la, but you spent quite some time there, and it quickly become more of a frequent habit to stay longer as you grew closer to your new friends and spent your time in la at their house, instead of staying at an airbnb. the five of you were inseparable, and as much as you loved the first few months of getting to know each other, you enjoyed their company much better now, a year later, that you knew all of them inside out. yet, though you loved all of them equally, there was something which drew you to chris from the very start

you hadn't taken notice of it that first day, but you eyes kept drifting behind nick and madi while you were talking to either of them to catch a quick glance at chris. the way he was so effortlessly angelic to you was baffling, and that feeling of wanting to get to know him never left you, even now that you were close friends. it took you a while to admit to yourself that you were in love with him, but once you did the attraction that drew you to him only became stronger. you couldn't explain it, really. it was just there. your body became dependant on the warm feeling he gave you, but you had no idea how to tell him that without freaking him out

right now, you were sitting on the couch of their living room in their house in LA on your laptop, while the boys were out filming a car video. you checked your phone for the time: it was around two in the morning. you realised your phone was about to die, so you got up to get your charger but you couldn't find it. remembering you had given it to chris earlier that day since he had left his in the car, you went to his room to get it. as soon as you entered his room you got a comforting feeling from the strong scent of his cologne. it was a quest to say the least, to find your charger in the mess of his room. while you were looking for it, you heard a sleepy ‘hey’ come from behind you. you jumped and turned around:

“shit chris, you scared me!” you said, heart still beating fast from the fright he gave you. he laughed tiredly, and walked to the bed to set his phone down. “came in here to grab my charger. how was filming?” you asked, noticing his tired demeanor. “good,” he replied “just super tired. didn't sleep much last night..” you furrowed your eyebrows, asking him another question, “how come?”. he sat on the bed and closed his eyes: “i don't know, i couldn't shut my brain off” you gave him a sad smile, internally wishing you could have been lying next to him to comfort him, little did you know you were the one keeping him up

see the thing was, you had accepted the things you felt for him, he however, did not know what to do with the things he felt for you. he was so down bad in love with you, and neither of you had ever experienced romantic feelings for anyone before, but he didn't know how to handle it. it killed him to think that there was a chance that he could lose you because he felt something he couldn't control. yet, it also killed him to think that if he didn't do anything about the way he felt, he could still lose you to someone else. so he was just left confused, because he was a little slower with realising that what he felt for you was more than just close-platonic-friendship-love

he patted the space next to him on the bed and you obliged, setting the charger you initially went in for down on his desk and crawling next to him on his bed. you wrapped his arms around your torso and rested his head on your stomach. you melted to his touch, but thought nothing of it, since he always got very affectionate at night. your hands found their way to his hair automatically, like they were made with the intention to do so. you lightly scratched his scalp and he let out a content sigh. in that exact moment, you wished you could see the yourself and him from another person's perspective, and paint a picture of the two of you to hand up in the louvre, because to you, this was the most perfect piece of art. and it truly was, unbeknownst to the two of you: just two oblivious lovers molding together by the touch of one another

you were quickly brought out of your train of thought when chris lifted his head to look at you, his pupils so dilated they had almost fully swallowed the blue. he smiled softly and spoke in a fragile voice: “i love you” he said. his words shocked you to say the least, but you tried to keep calm. “i love you too” your voice was shaky, but you hoped he wouldn't notice

“i want to say something but i don't know if i should, don't want you to hate me”

“i won't can hate you, chris” you say, slightly giggling

“not even if i told you i couldn't sleep last night because of you, like in a good way?”

“what do you mean?” your cheeks started to tint pink

“you know what i mean, goof. don't make me say it”

“i might, but i'd like to heart you say it”

“stopppp” he dragged out, covering his face with one of his hands. the other still resting between his head and you stomach

“no, say it” you giggled as much as you could, since he was still lying on top of you

“i love you, you goof. i'm really tired right now but i just can't stand not being able to kiss you when i'm tired and sleep in your arms like this...”

“yeah?” you teased him a bit, the way he teases you whenever you're tired

“i want to be your boyfrienddd” he says, his lips melting into a smile

“you can be my boyfriend,” you said “but only if i can be your girlfriend”

“word” he said “now stop talking kid, i'm tired”

without a word, you shifted your bodies so you were both under the covers. your heads resting on his pillow, you gave him a small kiss on his lips (which were soft, and perfectly made to fit yours) and you spent the night there, your phone long forgotten to be charged, but you appreciated your phone for having the need to be charged, or else none of this would have happened

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #emssturniolo !

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a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual · 9 months

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I've been stupid busy so y'all get 2 day old Nimona headcanons

I feel like Todd would try really hard to be friends with the trio after everything went down

Bal is an absolute angel who can do no wrong so while he doesn’t forgive Todd he is willing to acknowledge his growth (sike he has the moral backbone of soggy cardboard and the character development of a rock)

Bal makes no attempt to befriend him but he’s also civil whenever he’s around

Nimona and Ambrosius on the other hand they’re not afraid to slam doors in his face and tell him to take a long walk off a short pier

There have been multiple times when they’ve had to hold each other back from beating the absolute shit out of him

And it’s not cause they’re scared of losing or anything

No they’re both confident they could kick his ass in 5 seconds flat

They’re scared he’s gonna try and twist it and figure out a way to make it seem like them harming him led to more of his “character development”

So they settle for mental torment

Before Nimona got comfortable with Ambrosius she gave him the shovel talk with an actual shovel in hand

He wasn’t offended in the slightest

Was he a little scared? absolutely

But offended? No not at all

If anything he was incredibly grateful that there was another person in the kingdom that cares for Bal as much as he does

Maybe a month into them trusting each other Nimona turns around and gives Bal the shovel talk

And he actually started crying

Nimona tried to stop and get him to calm down frantically asking him what’s wrong while shushing him

And Bal encouraged him to continue because this was the moment that he knew Nimona viewed Ambrosius as part of their family

I gave my headcanons in this post about how often I’d think the trio would cry which got me thinking about how they’d comfort each other

Ambrosius was very used to Bal’s constant crying so he’s pretty good at comforting people

So when Bal and Nimona do cry he doesn’t overreact

He’ll quietly console them and wait for them to be done before asking if they want anything

Food water a blanket

Anything they ask for he gets

Bal is a nervous wreck when the duo cries around him

He’s still not used to Ambrosius crying in general

And seeing Nimona cry is about as likely as seeing a double rainbow in a tornado

He tries to damn best to comfort them and most of the time it works (emphasis on most)

Nimona is just awkward around crying people

Because crying is something they don’t do often and they haven’t gotten too close to anyone in a long time comforting doesn’t come naturally to them

Most of the time they try and get the boys to stop crying by making them laugh or distracting them

And they didn’t realize how damaging that was until one day Ambrosius just said “Nim love all I want to do is cry please let me do that”

They started working on their comforting skills after that but it’s very much a work in progress

While Bal and Ambrosius are incredibly sappy dorks I feel like they don’t overdo it with the PDA

Like sure they’ll hold hands and kiss occasionally but it’s so small that most people don’t comment on it

But if someone tries to make a big deal about them kissing or holding hands they will go overboard just cause they’re petty like that

#nimona 2023 #nimona movie #nimona headcanon #nimona #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister x ambrosius #goldenheart #what's writers block #we dont know her #yes we do #we just dont currently know her #imma say it one more time #screw Todd #me and my homies all hate todd #I said that to my sister once and she looked me dead in my eyes #and said since when are me and mama your homies

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thesupernaturalhouse · 13 days

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Another idea

Vaggie becoming more powerful than Alastor, which pisses him off to no end and torments Vaggie because of this

Vaggie finally snaps and goes full Demon mode on him, scaring the shit out of everyone in the Hotel (except for Charlie who is definitely simpi) and somewhat intimidating Alastor

Oh yeah, I can see that happening, Al hates that Vaggie is more influential than him due to her being a 'protective overlord' holding souls but not abusing them, shown to actually try and help people even if it's for charlie, and the fact unlike Al she's been in the public view for a good 3-5 years, Als been gone 7 so a lot of sinner don't knwo who he is

And he despises it. So he pokes more fun at her when he comes to this realization after the meeting. Eventually, she snaps. Maybe not in a full demon form, but definitely shows some of it. Which scares absolutely everyone, except Charlie...and razzle/dazzle/keekee....and maybe Nifty/the egg bois

Everyone else though- even ALASTOR is taken aback, cause he hasn't had someone talk to him like that in a longggg time, so it's a suprise for sure, he respects her a little more afterwards

Now to rant about stats :³

Its hard to tell how a fight between them would go because, for one, Al is still an overlord. He's been out of the game, but he's still a powerful sinner

Vaggie is also an overlord here, though, I do think Al would have more souls, though. But the fact he keeps a good portion trapped in his radio means that unlike Vaggie, he can take peices of their power slowly. It's either all at once or none

So while vaggie has less souls, unlikw Al hers aren't in storage, their constantly generating magic, and so she's constantly getting small amount back and put into her own 'reserves' so to speak; which then buff her strength and speed and stuff

On top of that, Al seems like he relies more on mental manipulation and deals and magic, while Vaggie focuses more on physical fighting, so as long as Vaggie can get past any magic spells she can get some pretty good hits in

Added onto that Alastor is just a sinner. Vaggie is an angle, so while Al might be powerful, Vaggie could still kick his ass. So while both can't die unless it's an angelic weapons- vaggie HAS an angelic weapon, and heavens healing ability and while it might be weakened by hell, it's still powerful and quicker then a sinner could heal. Angles probably also got resistance to sinners' magic, hence why no ones ever been able to hurt them before

So all in all, Alastor is at the disadvantage here, specifically due to that last part

Now, if we also want to talk about social power, Vaggie beats him, no questions asked. Not only is she well liked by the more tame sinners, but most at least respect her.

sure some sinners might see her as a weakling but she's still an overlord and can beat their asses so, respect and since also been gone their gonna go to the new person who has their respect. No?

And she's also been around for 3 years. She didn't suddenly go missing and lose the followers she had. She's also been more active than Al in these past few years

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #hazbin hotel vaggie #accidental overlord vaggie au #chaggie #hazbin hotel alastor #supernatural answers

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flowerhrt · 1 year

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the end of love | daisy jones.

pairing: daisy jones x fem!reader

summary: two weeks after your break up, daisy decides to confront you and ask what's wrong.

warnings: it's the 70s, internalized homophobia, eddie being a bit of a dick, daisy is clean and the band is still together, reader is a lesbian.

a/n: i interpret daisy as a lesbian who deals with compulsive heterosexuality.

word count: 2.4k

breathe in. breathe out. it's just one song. record it all in one go, ignore billy's stupid complaints, and then go home.

well, what used to be home.

“daisy, you ready to go?” she heard teddy ask from the other side of the recording booth. “yeah, i'm fine. let's get this over with.” the redhead said before taking a sip of the glass of cold water she had next to her. she closed her eyes as she felt the liquid make its way through her throat.

breathe in. breathe out. she opened her eyes to find the band and camila next to teddy, all smiling encouragingly at her. daisy was about to smile back when the door to the recording studio opened abruptly. “holy shit, tell me i'm not late.”

oh fuck.

daisy felt like her heart was about to beat out of her chest. why is she here? she was supposed to be in new york, not los angeles.

“y/n! you are kind of late.. hope it was for a good reason.” warren said with a wink “tell me the guy at least fucks good.” the drummer added while wiggling his eyebrows.

the blue-eyed singer wanted to disappear. she tried to distract herself by playing with the hems of her long-sleeved white shirt. huh, funny. daisy thought. she always loved it when i wore this one.

“yeah, warren. he fucked better than you ever will.” y/n answered, not before rolling her eyes at their friend.

they didn't know y/n didn't fuck any guy last night.

they didn't know y/n would never fuck a guy. ever. they didn't know y/n was late because she didn't know if she could face her ex girlfriend after she told her she was leaving for good. they hadn't seen each other for two weeks, and it was fucking torture for both of them. they had grown so used to always waking up next to each other, cooking together, and doing pretty much everything together, and god did it feel weird to not see each other for longer than a day.

daisy felt like she couldn't breathe when y/n left. she always had to remind herself to breathe in and breathe out. it was as if the girl before her took all the oxygen in the world when she walked out of daisy's front door. right. she remembered bitterly as she felt the fabric of the shirt in her hands.

daisy's front door. daisy's home.

because she refused to move in with her even after three years of secretly seeing each other. she refused to let anyone know about their relationship. not even simone, who is like… them. and daisy understood, she obviously did.

it was dangerous to be one of the world's most famous singers and openly date a woman. openly love a woman. openly say the word lesbian. people would crucify you in the street if they knew you were a homosexual. that was the main reason y/n was scared, she was just a tour photographer who happened to become close with the band and fall in love with daisy on the way. if the world knew she was into women, she would never get another job.

daisy tried to tell her they would be okay, to screw the rest of the world. they loved each other. how could that ever be bad? as far as she knew, love wasn't a bad thing. but maybe she only thought that because she didn't have much experience with it. her parents hated her. men used her. she only has the band, simone, and y/n. had y/n. not anymore.

“daisy!” her name being yelled at her got her out of the trance she was in. “are you going deaf or are you just high as shit?” eddie asked from the microphone.

“she's in recovery, eddie. stop joking about that.” she heard a soft voice she could recognize anywhere snap back at him. “right, sorry.” the bassist said with his hands held up high as a way of showing surrender.

y/n looked at her and they made eye contact for a solid second. daisy gave her a small smile and looked down. “alright, let's get this party started!” warren hollered as daisy put her headphones on to start recording. “okay, the end of love, take one.”

the redhead remembered to breathe as she heard the first notes of the song.

i feel nervous in a way that can't be named.

i dreamt last night of a sign that read, the end of love.

she looked up and saw y/n drumming her fingers against her waist. she obviously knew the song was about her. ever since daisy met the photographer, almost every song she has written has been about her. the singer wrote the end of love the day after y/n walked out of her new york apartment.

it's pitiful, she thinks. even when they're not romantically together anymore, she still writes about her.

and i remember thinking even in my dreaming.

it was a good line for a song.

daisy tried to steady her breathing but when she looked at y/n she felt like she was about to pass out.

breathe in. breathe out.

breathe in. i can't fucking do this.

the flower-named girl placed her headphones down and said a quick “i need some fresh air.” before storming out of the recording booth. daisy walked through god knows how many rooms, until she found an empty one in the back of the building, she sat on the floor and leaned against the door she had just walked through.

you dumb fucking idiot, she thought. now they're all going to think you´re singing about someone in the room, or even worse, that you've relapsed and can't record a damn song. she can't go through this again.

if the band thinking she was in love with billy dunne, when she's not even into men, was bad enough, them seeing her overreact this way is going to make them figure out she has been seeing someone.

there was a minute of silence while she tried to think of an excuse to say when she gets back into the studio, but it was all interrupted by a soft knock coming from the other side of the wooden door she has been leaning against.

“i'm fine, karen. just give me a second.” the blue-eyed girl said while running a hand through her long red hair.

“i'm not karen, but if you want me to go get her, i can do that.” her heart sank as she heard y/n's voice.

“no!” she heard her own voice answer in a quick desperate way. she grimaced at how pathetic she sounded.

“well, is it okay if i come in?”

one beat. two beats. daisy unlocked the door.

the photographer walked into the room and sat on the opposite side of the singer, facing her. “do you want to talk about it?”

“talk about what?”

the girl sighed and leaned her face against the palm of her right hand. “about what just happened. you don't normally walk out of a recording session, daisy. not ever. are you okay?” she asked as she looked straight into daisy's big blue eyes.

the singer stared back and bit her lip as she felt her eyes start to water. “i miss you.”

“daisy-”

“no.” she interrupted. “you say you love me but then decide to break up with me.” she says with a scoff. “without even letting me ask you what i did wrong. without even letting me try and fight for you. for us.” a tear streamed down her right cheek.

it took everything in the girl before her to not wipe it, the way she always did.

“listen, i understand being scared. do you think i'm not frightened of how the boys will react if they ever find out we are the way we are? but i didn't care as long as i had you. i know you have your doubts. but why did we have to hide from everyone? simone would never treat us differently. we both know she's a lesbian. just like you and i.” she pointed a finger at herself and the girl who now wouldn't dare to look her in the eye.

“karen wouldn't either, she's too busy minding her own fucking business to be disgusted by us. even camila wouldn't care, she'd be delighted to know i've never felt an ounce of love for her husband” daisy was fully crying now. god, she loved her girlfriend so much. why wasn't that enough for her?

“i left for that exact reason.”

“what?” she asked.

“you deserve someone who isn't afraid to love you. who isn't afraid of who she is.” y/n continued. “you know, billy and graham saw simone kiss her girlfriend at your birthday party” she said with a sarcastic laugh. “and they didn't give a single shit.” daisy was silent as she listened intently to her ex-girlfriend's voice.

“when simone realized they saw her, she told them they'd been together for over five years. and shit, they truly didn't care. even warren said it wasn't fair simone found a girlfriend way before he met lisa.” y/n played with the rings placed around her fingers to avoid eye contact. “the entire band knows about simone, and they think it's normal.”

daisy's heart was racing, she didn't know if it was excitement for simone, because her best friend was able to love her girlfriend without a care. or if it was happiness, because the rest accepting simone could only mean one thing. if the six don't care about simone and her girlfriend, then that means they won't care about her and y/n.

the photographer was silent for a while, so daisy decided to speak first. “i don't really understand. you left me because you're afraid of them knowing about us. but, you also know they wouldn't care if they find out?” the singer´s eyes scanned her ex girlfriend´s face, trying to find an answer.

“yeah… it's stupid.”

“damn right, it fucking is!” daisy sighed. “i love you. you love me. we can at least tell them and simone about our relationship.”

y/n was the one holding back tears now. “i want to. i truly do.”

“then what's stopping you?” her voice softened at the sight of the girl she loves the most crying in front of her.

“I can't openly love you, not when i can't even say… well, you know what.”

“god, y/n. you didn't tell me you were still struggling with that. i could've helped you.”

“i know you would've, but i didn't want to be a burden.” daisy slowly raised her arm and caressed y/n's cheek in the soft, loving way she always does. “you're not a burden. not ever. not to me.” the flower-named girl tucked the girl's hair behind her ear.

“i love you. i love you so fucking much, i can't breathe when i'm without you.” she continued. “you helped me when i was trying to recover from my addiction. you were there when i got out of rehab. you've helped me stay clean.”

“that was all you, daisy.”

“yeah, but you were next to me the entire time. the least i can do is be next to you, while you learn to accept yourself.” “it took me a while to come to terms with being a lesbian, too.” daisy said as she twirled a piece of y/n's hair around her finger.

“i used to think the only way i could make it into the industry was by not caring about men stealing my music because at least people would hear them. fuck, i forced myself to want them, the same way they wanted me. because that was the closest i thought i'd ever get to being loved.” “but that's not what love is. love is what you and i have.”

y/n placed her hand over daisy's. “i want to be brave, for you.”

“you already are. you just need to be brave for yourself. because you deserve it.”

“thank you, for everything.” y/n gave her a soft small smile. “you don't have to thank me for anything, seeing you smile is good enough for me.”

the two women locked eyes, and they just stared at each other for a small moment. y/n's hands began to shake with desperation, she craved the feeling of daisy against her. and suddenly, she felt a force pulling her towards the redhead girl, daisy placed her hands on both sides of y/n's waist, and instinctively, as if her body was made to be next to her's, y/n placed her hands behind daisy's neck, the same way she has done for the past few years, their bodies were pieces of a puzzle made to be together.

they both leaned into each other, they were so close, they could feel each other's noses rubbing together, daisy smiled at the sensation. “can i-” daisy started “you don't even have to ask.” the girl interrupted, before smashing her lips into the singer's.

their lips locked, the two women having been in the exact same position hundreds of times, but this was different. this kiss was about understanding, about forgiveness, about acceptance, about moving forward. it lasted a few more moments until they were out of breath and had to pull away.

“i love you, daisy jones.” the girl whispered against daisy's lips. “i love you, y/n l/n.” she answered with glossy, vibrant eyes. before getting back into her usual cocky self.

“well, not to spoil my amazing new song, which is going to be a hit, but there's a specific lyric i think you're going to like.” she said, trying to fight back a smile. y/n rolled her eyes at her girlfriend's antics.

“oh yeah? what is it?” daisy cupped y/n's cheeks and stared lovingly into her lover's eyes. “i've always been in love with you. could you tell it from the moment that i met you?” the redhead sang before kissing her beautiful girlfriend again, and again, and again.

daisy still had to finish recording her song, and they still had to explain what took the photographer so long to find her, but luckily, this time y/n wasn't afraid to tell them the truth.

we were reaching in the dark

that summer in new york

and it was so far to fall

but it didn't hurt at all.

#daisy jones imagine #daisy jones x reader #daisy jones and the six x reader #lesbian x reader #daisy jones angst #daisy jones fluff #x reader #fanfiction #daisy jones and the six imagine #daisy jones #daisy jones and the six

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voiidlizrd · 9 months

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How bout this? MC treats Obey me! Luke like a little brother and tries their absolute best to be a good older sibling cause their own older sibling wasn't....great

Luke is literally Mc’s little brother it hurts me :(

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・

BEST SIBLING EVER!!

You’d always had a soft spot for Luke. Anyone can see it. The brothers can see it. You’d be surprised but they they barely complain about it, they love seeing the way you are with Luke! It reminds them of the joys in having one another, that they can count on each other. You and Luke are a reminder that they genuinely love each other. Some will still get jealous and complain that you aren’t paying enough attention to them (mostly Mammon and Belphegor), but they get over it pretty quickly when they see how genuinely happy you are. The brothers have a soft spot for you and your parental/sibling role in Luke’s like, especially Simeon! He’s overjoyed. He loves bringing Luke around when spending time with you. He gets to spend time with you, the apple of his eye, and Luke, the little angel he considers family. It’s the best blessing he could receive.

With you, Luke is spoiled and pampered, almost like how Belphegor is. Luke wants something to eat? You’re getting him all kinds of treats! Luke wants to stay up past his bedtime? Of course! Luke wants to spend time with you but your schedule is free? Would you look at that, your schedule suddenly disappeared and you have the whole day with him! No matter what Luke says about being treated like a child, he loves the way you treat him and care for him. It makes him feel like you are his special home away from the Celestial Realm.

Luke has MC privileges.

It’s just a fact.

The brothers can’t do anything about it and if they tried, they get a grumpy MC and an even grumpier Luke (Chihuahua). Satan wants to study with MC? Luke’s coming too! He’s got some stuff he wants to learn that he struggles with. Lucifer needs help in the council room? Luke wants to come too! Mammon wants to hang out with MC? Luke’s there. Belphegor wanting to nap with MC? Luke wants to cuddle MC too! Move over! They brothers find it a little annoying but it’s fine, that’s just how little siblings can be with the siblings they love.

Simeon love, loves and adores MC and Luke’s dynamic :( he can’t stand it. It makes him want to cry happily when he sees Luke get so excited seeing you. It also breaks his heart when Luke has to go back to Purgatory Hall and sees the small frown on his face because he has to leave MC. It almost makes him want to cave and let Luke have a sleepover at HOL.

Luke never knew about your relationship with your family back in the human realm. He was curious but never asked because he was afraid it might breech your privacy. But there was one time where Luke encountered a couple of lower level demons that were causing mischief in RAD and was likely caught in the middle of it because he wanted to stop whatever possible prank they were planning on doing. He was shoved a bit but nothing too harmful because you came in barreling over to them and promptly beating the shit out of the demons with wrath that could make Satan start sweating.

Even though the demons didn’t do anything to hurt Luke, he was a still a bit shaken up and scared, but not so much now that you were here with him.

The demons were scared off by you and that left you and Luke alone. He was surprised to see the prompt switch in personality when you crouched down on your knees infront of him and pulled him in close, asking a bunch of questions. “Are you okay!?” “Are you hurt anywhere!?” “They didn’t do anything to you, did they?”

When he said no to every single one, you relaxed and held him closely. That’s when Luke noticed you were shaking while hugging him. Luke was upset because you were upset now!

“What’s wrong, MC? I said I was fine… Those demons couldn’t hurt me even if they tried!”

“Don’t say that! You need to be more careful when I’m not around, okay?” You said but sighed, not wanting to freak him out with how frantic you seemed.

“Sorry, Luke. It’s just… It kinda reminded me of the time my sibling.”

“Oh. I didnt know you had a big sibling!”

“That’s because I don’t like talking about them. They aren’t exactly… A good person. What happened reminded me of the bullies I had when I was around your age. They were older than me and picked on me, even getting violent at some point when I tried to stand up to them because my big sibling was there in sight. But… They never tried to help me. Turns out they were behind the whole thing and encouraged it.”

Luke was appalled. Are you sure your big sibling isn’t a demon in disguised!? How could they want to harm

Such a kind hearted soul like you!? It makes no sense! Luke was angry but also very sad for you. You didn’t deserve that. It makes sense how you gravitated towards him, the need to protect him because you never had that kind of love growing up. He hugged you and was sniffling a bit. He made a vow to be the best little brother he could be to you! He’d make you proud! He promises MC!

#obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me luke #obey me mc #fluff #imagine #x reader #platonic #obey me x reader

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notsoattractivearenti · 1 year

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Surprise x2 (Christian Pulisic x Reader)

Word Count: 1.5K

Warnings: few cursing words; mentions of pregnancy; possibly can cause baby fever lol. nothing else but fluff fluff fluff! 🥰

A/N: This was supposed to be the first fic I posted, but I just finished it after 2 weeks! Heavily inspired by the video above lol (not the gender reveal, but Christian's reaction). Written especially for dad!Puli nation 🥰🫶 Feedbacks would be appreciated!

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“Shit, it’s 6 fucking AM!” you quietly said to yourself as you just woke up and already feeling extremely nauseous. You got up and rushed to the bathroom because you felt like you were so close on throwing up on the bed. Your husband, Christian woke up to the sound of you throwing up, which was pretty loud. He immediately got off the bed, grabbed some tissues and a glass of water from the bedside table, and went to the bathroom.

You were sitting on the floor, facing down the toilet, and you heard him coming over. You were looking up at his tired-yet-worried face as he said “Y/N love are you okay? Do you want me to get any meds or anything else? I also got you water in case you need it.” You were feeling too weak to say anything so you just nodded, then threw up again. He was there the whole time holding your hair up, caressing your back, and even said “sorry baby” multiple times. You were feeling extremely sick and so worried, so his presence made you felt a lot better.

“Okay, I’m done,” you said as you wiped your mouth with a tissue, “everything inside my stomach is pretty much gone now, ugh.” He helped you stood up, you flushed the toilet and he asked, “what happened?”

“I have no idea. Just got nausea out of nowhere.” He then nervously said something that made your heart skipped a beat: “Y/N, I don’t know but um, do you think uh, it’s possible that… You’re pregnant again?”

You suddenly remembered that you did go through the same thing before finding out you were pregnant with Maxine, your firstborn. You froze for a second then responded, “Fuck. Chris, I need to get a pregnancy test like right now.”

“I’ll get them for you, come on.” You both went back to your bedroom, then Christian grabbed his jacket and car keys, and kissed your forehead before he left. You had mixed feelings about the possibility of being pregnant again but you started questioning yourself: are you ready for another child? You are a great mom to Max and you love her very much, but going through pregnancy and taking care of a baby were no joke. You felt like you needed more time to do it all over again, but now it seemed like you weren’t given enough time. You and Christian just started talking about trying for baby number 2 — now that Maxine is already 2 years old — but somehow you might have ended up conceiving before you two were even actively trying.

While you waited for Christian, you went to Max’s room to wake her up. You opened the door and saw your beautiful daughter who was still asleep while cuddling her beloved stuffed penguin Christian got her after she was born, which she named Fuzzy Penny. You sat on her bed, and shortly before you woke her up you looked at her and thought how lucky you are to have her in your life.

Max was a surprise baby, since you and Christian didn’t plan on having a child before you two got married yet you got pregnant with her 3 months after you got engaged. You remembered how scared you were, because you didn’t think you were ready even though you wanted to keep your baby, and Christian convinced you that everything was going to be alright. You’re so glad that he was right, because you couldn’t and don’t want to imagine your life without Max. Even though it’s not always sunshine and rainbows, she without a doubt has made your life so much better than you thought it could ever be. It felt like you just gave birth to her yesterday and now she is probably going to be a big sister.

“Good morning my little angel,” you whispered to her little ear as you gently kissed her head and caressed her arm, “time to rise and shine!” She slowly opened her eyes, looked up to you, then gave you a big, bright smile and softly said “Mommy!” Her little voice has never failed to make you smile. You were filled with worries before and thanks to Max, now you felt at peace. “How was your sleep? Was it good?” Max nodded her head while smiling, then grabbed her shoulder-length wavy hair and said to you “messy hair mommy.” “You have the cutest messy hair honey,” you laughed, then you picked her up “let’s get you out of this bed, and come find Daddy!”

Christian had just come back and as he entered the living room, Max spotted him and shouting “DADDY!!!” His eyes widened when he saw her, “Oh hey look who’s awake! Good morning my princess!”

He bent down to pick her up, wrapping her around his arms. She rested her head on Christian’s shoulder, had her arms around his neck, and Christian gave her kisses on the top of her head – he knows she loves it when he does that, and of course he loves doing it too.

You couldn’t help but smile, thinking how beautiful that moment was even though you have seen it many, many times. You felt like there were millions of butterflies in your stomach, so in love with the man who is not just the best husband, but also the best father in the whole wide world.

You were so caught up in the moment you forgot that you needed to take pregnancy test, but then Christian reminded you as he handed the bag over. “Honey, I wasn’t sure how many tests you may need but I got like 4 or 5 in there. I’ve checked all expiration dates so you’re good.”

“Woah, thank you,” as you took the bag, “I’ll take them all right now.” He smiled, nodded and mouthed “I got you”.

You went to the bathroom to took all the test. “Okay,” you sighed, “let’s get this over with.” You waited anxiously until you got the results. You heard the timer sound on your phone, meaning 2 minutes had passed. You closed your eyes and took 3 deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down before you saw the results.

Two red lines. “Pregnant”. You couldn’t believe what you saw. You gasped, and stood still for a minute, trying to process everything. You’d gone through this before, but it still caught you off guard somehow. You were nervous, but now you have positive results, you didn’t feel that way anymore. You’re going to have another child, and you felt good about it. Even though you weren’t sure you were ready, at least you knew you can count on your loving husband for everything, especially much-needed support.

Now that you’d spent some time in the bathroom, you finally felt ready to tell your husband he's going to be a dad for the second time. As you walked to the kitchen, you heard Max and Christian laughing. You then took a peek to see what it was all about, and you saw they were cooking breakfast. He was making Max’s favorite breakfast: pancakes with berries and chocolate sauce – he couldn’t cook before, but the day you two found out you were pregnant with Max he started learning how to cook because he wanted to be able to make homemade meals for his family. You saw they were having so much fun cooking those pancakes. When he was cooking, he held Max on his hip, while flipping the pancakes with his other hand. The kitchen was messy, and they were covered in flour – you could tell they were having a lot of fun while making the batter. He shook the pan for a bit, lifted it, then flipped over the pancake. In awe, Max laughed, clapped her hands in excitement and told him “good job Daddy!”

You didn’t want to interrupt their moment, so you just stood where you are until they noticed you. “Oh hey, there’s Mommy! Come here, we made pancakes!” As you approached them, Christian set up the table with Max’s help – she was still attached to his hip, of course – then sat her down on the chair.

“Wow, these pancakes look so good! You two made the best pancakes in the world!” you complimented them. Max gave you a big smile then looked to her dad “Daddy did good.” Christian was blushing, kissed her cheek and said to her “I did good because I have the cutest little helper.”

Before he sat down, you softly grabbed his arm, and you whispered, “Honey, seems like we got another surprise...” You saw his eyes lit up as you said those words. He looked at you as he responded, “Oh my God, Y/N, you’re really pregnant???” You grinned and nodded.

He gave you the biggest hug and was smiling ear to ear. He’s always loved being a father, and now he’s going to be a father of two. You could feel his overwhelming joy, which brought you back to the day you found out the first time. Still hugging you, he told you “I love you so much, Y/N! Thank you for giving me two best surprises!”

Before he released the hug he kissed you on the lips, then came towards Max, hugged her and told her in his excited, high-pitched voice, “Max! You’re gonna be a big sister!”

taglist: @pulisicsgirl @neverinadream @masonspulisic @swimmingismywholelife @chelseagirl98 @bracedes @lovelynikol16 @thoseboysinblue @lizzypotter14

#christian pulisic #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic x y/n #christian pulisic fanfic #dad!pulisic #christian pulisic fluff #christian pulisic fic

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kazutora-kurokawa · 2 months

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Hanma x Reader Who Had a Bad Day

♡ SFW, gender neutral reader but written with fem reader in mind, fluff, Hanma being goofy, Hanma being a sweetheart and a jackass, brief mentions of Kisaki ♡

note: I hope everyone had a nice weekend and my requests will be open shortly, also I wrote this specifically for @i-literally-cant-with-this, so I hope you enjoy it Sarah ♡

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🏵️ As soon as he got home and saw you, he knew your day was terrible

🏵️ It's almost like he has a radar that detects how your day has been because he always knows

🏵️ The type of boyfriend that'll interrogate you about your day

"What's got you so pissed darling? Someone or something? Do I have to beat someone up? Should I call Kisaki?"

🏵️ When you tell him about the series of unfortunate events that happened to you throughout the day (like your car running out of gas before you got home and then getting caught in the rain while walking home) he couldn't help but stifle a giggle, which made you feel even worse

"I'm sorry darling, I don't mean to laugh at you ♡" He says while falling to the floor in a laughing fit.

🏵️ Once he composes himself he tries to make you feel less crappy

🏵️ Prepare for him to be super clingy and not let you leave his side

🏵️ Holds you in his arms and kisses your face every other minute

🏵️ Offers to take you on a motorcycle drive and when you decline, he asks if you wanna go annoy Kisaki

"Wanna go throw shit at Kisaki's windows? Or better yet, we could just crawl through his window and scare the hell out of him ♡"

🏵️ He's so damn childish, but you wouldn't have him any other way

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Taglist

@arlerts-angel @trevengersprincess @giugiette @katkitkats @happy-trenchcoated-impala @babygirlrindou

#tokyo revengers headcanons #hanma fluff #tokyo revengers fluff #I need me a man like Hanma fr

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xlovelybluebellex · 3 months

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could you write some little angel comfort hc’s? How he copes with his trauma and how the others help him when he’s little?

thanks! Love your writing

ofc! So sorry I keep getting this wrong 😭. And tysm for the compliment!

PII Little!Angel Dust Would…

🕷️Lot of trauma regression, like a lot. But his friends are a,ways there to help him!

🕷️Whenever he’s having an attack, he’ll think of his friends. How they love and support him and how they’re here for him. That can get him to temporarily calm down and get someone for help.

🕷️Husk is his main caregiver, but almost everyone helps out. Even Alastor, on occasion.

🕷️Whenever Angel cuddles up to Husk after a nightmare, the cat will purr. It’s just so comforting, to know Husk is there and here for him. And then Husk will wrap his wings around him.

🕷️Husk also lets Angel cry and fuss. It’s good to get out a scream when you need it, so Husk is more than willing to help.

🕷️Husk has also learned to help with panic attacks. He uses the ‘what do you see’ and ‘what do you feel’ method. It helps, a lot.

🕷️Charlie is another big help with Angel. She’s good at comforting, keeping him happy whenever it’s a not so good day for his regression.

🕷️She lets Angel play with her hair. It’s incredibly calming for Angel to just do what he wants. Braid it, run his fingers through it. It’s his choice, and that comforts him a lot.

🕷️Going off that, Charlie gives him choices. Like, the red sippy cup or the pink one? This blanket or this blanket? Footie jammies or a onesie? All Angels choice. It help him know that he’s in control, no one is forcing him into anything.

🕷️They all do this, Charlie just more than others as she understands best.

🕷️Vaggie’s good at knowing when he needs to be little. She’s really good at picking up the signs when he needs to regress. A mood change, a tired look, she’s got it.

🕷️So, she’ll gently take Angel aside to ask what he needs and if he doesn’t want to regress, she’ll try to convince him.

🕷️Vaggie will also deal with his pranks. She won’t get mad, she won’t yell, as she knows that would scare him and most likely trigger a panic attack.

🕷️Vaggie can also knit because I said so and she knits and crochets him a ton of spider stuffies as well as blankets. He loves every one. It’s also the easiest way for her to help him.

🕷️Niffty is the cutest little big sister to Angel when little. She’ll play any game he wants, always giggling along and letting him win.

🕷️She’s also, surprisingly, a really good cuddler. Once she’s calmed down, she’ll lay down with Angel and Fat Nuggets and snuggle write up to him. She’s like a slightly bigger stuffy!

🕷️Niffty does this a lot when he’s crying or having a panic attack. She’ll cuddle up until he’s calmed down, then go with him to get someone.

🕷️Alastor is…well, he tries. He’s not that interactive with Angel when little, but he’ll be nicer than usual. Like, he’ll dial his grin down a little if it scares Angel.

🕷️Alastor would also beat the shit out of anyone who so much as bothers Angel, aside from Val. It wouldn’t be wise to anger all the Vees, as amusing it would be.

#age regression #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel agere

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callsign-bunnie · 6 months

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I know that you already did this but! What is their Halloween Costume this year?

I'm assuming this was meant to be sent on Halloween?? But, I only just now got it. So... in other news, my ask box is broken. (ALSO THIS LIST JUST KEEPS GETTING LONGER, I HAVE A PROBLEM) I'm ignoring MW3 for this ask

Rodolfo: He and Alejandro matched as Vampires this year. His was a bit more flowy, while Alejandro seemed to focus on just looking bloody and cool. Went modern with it, though

Alejandro: ^See above.

Chuy: For the NINTH CONSECUTIVE YEAR IN A ROW, he wore that fucking Demon Deer Costume and scared the fucking shit out everyone by standing in a dark hallway and waiting

Soap: A corp- ahem, I mean a sexy fireman. :D

Ghost: Didn't dress up this year simply for the right of making fun of everyone else

Roach: Had a contract on Christmas, so someone got their ass beat by a mercenary with glow in the dark face paint meant to look like a bioluminescent insect. Straight up looked like some bug themed superhero

Rocket: Every single year, he's an astronaut

Valeria: Another very elaborate costume, this time as a Vampire to show up Alejandro, including blood packs that she drank bloody marys out of the entire night. I also feel like, due to the whole "narcos use generosity to win over the people" thing that she hosts massive halloween parties for kids to attend. Idk. Responded to Alejandro's remark of "You know you're supposed to wear a costume, right?" with "Well, actually I'm dressed as a bitch, since I decided to match you." However, did not anticipate that this sort of collateral damaged Rudy, who was not pleased.

Price: Did not dress up, claimed he was too old. (Psych, Nik asked him very nicely so he was the Doctor and Nik was a companion)

Laswell: She actually didn't dress up

Nik: Doctor's Companion. He's kind of a dork about Halloween because he likes dressing up with Price

Gaz: Default costume of Angel this year

Alex: Cheekily dressed up as a Priest

Farah: Didn't dress up since Alex and Gaz did a couple's costume

Malika: Also didn't dress up

Reyes: Cryptid hunter, pretended to wrangle Chuy a few times

Graves: Cowboy, did not need to explain why

Mila: Her and Oz matched as Artemis and Apollo

Oz: Apollo, was Designated driver, by the way

Roze: Literally just went to Spirit and grabbed the first costume she found, which ended up being a Ghostface costume. Very pleasantly surprised by the female attention she got, was hardly seen most of the holiday because she was getting laid

Velikan: Spent hours making a realistic shark costume

Koenig: Did not dress up

Horangi: Also did not, but someone stuck cat ears on his head at some point, so if anyone made a comment about him not having a costume, he just sarcastically meowed

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ghostingssdeadlinee · 8 months

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PLATONIC ALPHABET - DEAN WINCHESTER

warning(s): none? Maybe swearing?

AN: I actually love him sm <33

Adventures (what kind of crazy shit would you get into together?)

Well, besides hunting? Getting food in the middle of the night.

Also him forcing you too watch ‘doctor sexy’

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Best-childhood-friends.

Flirty at that.

Cuddling (do you ever cuddle? how physically affectionate are you?)

Yes. Either you just lay over him like a blanket or it’s after a hunt.

Sleeping, his head in the crock of your neck, you slowly going over his back and hair, mumbling, reading/watching something in the background.

He’s definitely big in hugs.

Soft and suddel touches are his specialty.

Dance (do you ever dance together? how?)

Jamming out too classic rock in baby is a given of course.

But slow dancing in the kitchen in the middle of the night, or rocking out in the kitchen in the middle of the night is something he’d so do be up for.

Enemies (were you ever enemies? Do you share the same enemies?)

He definitely doesn't like some of the people you call ‘friends’ (like Crowley, Gabriel, etc) if you call any demon/angel your friends he’d probably doesn't love them.

But Lucifer? Pain in the ass for both of you.

Fight (how often do you fight? how do you resolve conflict?)

Probably over you putting yourself in danger. He takes a while to cool down but after he does it you talk it out.

Gain (how have you helped each other improve as people?)

You’d be one of the only people he’d trust to actually talk about what makes him sad.

And the way you’d be there for him, telling him everything’s going to be okey and that he’s doing great, he doesn’t need to be ‘Strong’ all the time, he’d be there for you.

Whatever you need, he’ll get for you.

Help (how do they ask you for help? how do they help you when you need it?)

He rarely does because of him being scared you’ll look down on him.

But it’s definitely when your alone, closed of era.

Injured/Ill (how would they act if you got hurt or sick?)

Hurt? What or who ever hurt you is fucking dead. So fucking dead.

Sick? Baby you as a joke, but of course gets you medicine and food.

Will even cuddle you even if it could get him sick.

“Dean- you’re going to get sick.”

“Mhmm, yeah, but your worth it.”

Jokes (what’s their sense of humor like? how do you joke about things together?)

Most of the time the jokes on you, but like in a loving way.

He’ll also jokingly flirt. Like a lot.

Kisses (do you ever kiss? how? Kisses not on the lips count)

Forehead kisses. Cheek kisses.

Sometimes while he hugs you from behind he’ll plant a kiss right on top of your head.

Love (how do they show you they care?)

He’s very touchy, in a calm way.

Definitely voices it, maybe no by saying ‘I love you’ but I’m other ways.

Makes you a mix tape, let’s you pick the music in baby, even MAYBE would let you drive her.

Definitely tells you random facts about classic rock.

Meeting (how did you meet? how did you become friends?)

Childhood friends.

Nesting (do you co-habitate at all? how?)

At motels, if you want too, he’ll let you sleep in his bed with him, gladly cuddling if you let him.

Oasis (is there a specific place that is “your place”? what is it?)

I can imagine that there’s a place near Bobby’s that you used to go too sense you were kids, maybe like a cliff with a tree house. Going there whenever you want to be alone.

Protection (how protective are they over you?)

Very protective.

Definitely understand that you can take care of yourself from monsters but still would take a hit for you, putting himself in danger just so you don’t get hurt.

Again, will beat up anyone who decides to fuck with you.

Query (how inquisitive are they when it comes to getting to know you?)

Doesn't want to make you uncomfortable by asking to much, everyone has secrets, especially him, but also doesn’t want to you hiding something massive.

For two reasons:

One, it could way you down and make you sad / not feeling like you could be yourself.

Two, it could be helpful in hunting.

That might sound dark and mean, but maybe if it could help he’d really like two know.

Record (what’s something you’ll never let them live down?)

Definitely once got mega black out drunk and just wouldn’t shut up about the most random things.

all from his crushes, fictional or real.

Too how much he loves and cares for you.

And then too really embarrassing moments in his life he has never told anyone.

When he woke up the next morning, very hungover, you had a lot of fun teasing him about it for the next year.

Support (how would they show their support for you? how far would that support go?)

Well, it depends on what it is.

You like something? If he sees something that is alike he’ll steal get it for you.

Lgbtq? Same. (He definitely has some internalized homophobia but he could never point that at you.)

Wants to get out of hunting? Don’t forget him, please, but if you could, he’d be so happy for you.

Trust (how much do they trust you? how do they show you that?)

Tells you it in looks.

As long as you trust him, he trust you.

If you’re unsure about a plan and is a little worried it’ll fuck up, he’ll give you a look of ‘it’s okey, I trust you that this will work’

And when it does work he gives you another one of ‘see? You got it.’

Uplift (how do you bring each other up?)

Tell him how you feel safe and protected around him and he’ll just start to tear up and pull you into a tight hug.

Knowing you feel safe around him is better then anything.

He’d try too get you out of the place that got you down and then ether just talk or listen to music, in baby of course.

If you want to talk, he’ll listen and give advice the best he can.

If you just want to listen to music, even if he’s not into it himself he won’t mention it, singing along.

Vacation (do you ever travel together? what’s that like?)

I mean, outside hunting? Probably not. No where long at least.

Maybe he’ll take you to a diner or some silly place you’d like to go (like a cat cafe) but not like airplane travel/vacation.

Worry (do they worry about you? how often?)

Every time you’re away. Especially on hunts alone. Leaves you messages and if you don’t respond for some days he drives up there himself.

(Yes, a little clingy but he has attachment and abandonment issues okey?)

Xerox (are there any traits or habits of theirs that you’ve picked up by accident?)

‘Son of a bitch’ is a word you never said before you started hunting with dean. You kind of just picked it up.

Not really relevant, but sharing looks of ‘damn (s)he’s hot’ and ‘huh’ and even ‘what the fuck’.

Yahoo (what’s an inside joke you share?)

You’d see like a pineapple or something and just burst out laughing for the dumbest reason.

Like I’d be that you mispronounced something once and whenever you say the word, he’ll correct you with the wrong way you said it like 20 years ago.

Zany (do they have a weird side only you get to see? what’s it like?)

He can be so silly when he’s not sad.

Doing wired shit, making stupid childish jokes, talking shit, watching movies, shopping (with stolen credit cards ofc), even going to like painting or pottery, the places where you just make stuff.

#platonic alphabet #spn fanfic #spn #dean winchester #dean winchester x you #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester fluff #dean winchester fic #dean winchester fanfiction

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