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q-gorgeous · 5 months

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Destabilizing

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Vlad Masters suddenly shows up at the Fenton household after disappearing for years asking for their help.

heres my holiday truce fill for @sybill-d

ahhh im sorry this was so late. i intended to do a storyboard of this, and i still intend to, but my arms and hands have been hurting lately and i couldnt trust myself to get this done by the third without aggravating whats hurting already 😔 but! here this is for now :D

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Jack sat at his work station in the lab. He couldn’t focus on his work today. Looking to his left, his gaze traveled over his desk until it landed on the framed picture that sat in front of him. Him, Maddie, and their old college buddy. They haven’t seen him in years. He always wondered what happened, why Vlad never spoke to them again.

Jack sighed. There’s no use dwelling on the past. He just had to hope Vlad was doing well these days.

“Jack, are those samples ready yet?” Maddie called across the room to him.

He spun in his chair to face her. “Yes, Maddie. They’ll be ready in-”

A crash sounded from upstairs and both he and Maddie turned to look towards it. Maddie stood up, planting her hands on her desk.

“What was that?” She shouted.

Jack stood up and walked up behind her. “I don’t know.” He frowned.

He made his way across the room to the stairs. Maddie followed behind him.

“Maybe it’s Danny and his friends?” She said.

“Or a ghost.” Jack glanced at her. “Stay alert.”

“Right!” Maddie brandished her gun and a focused expression crossed her face.

Together they made their way up the stairs and through the heavy duty doorway. They tiptoed through the kitchen and backed up against the wall that divided the room from the kitchen. Jack peeked around the corner.

There was a figure in the living room, He looked just in time to see them fall to the floor. That must’ve been what that crashing sound was. This person couldn’t stay on their feet.

He popped out from around the corner and pointed at the figure on the floor. Maddie aimed her gun at them.

“Put your hands up…” Jack trailed off as his eyes adjusted to the dark lighting in the living room.

Lying on the floor in front of him was their old college buddy Vlad Masters.

“... Spook.” He finished softly. He heard Maddie gasp beside him.

“...please.” Vlad spoke. “Help me…”

Jack couldn’t believe it.

“Vladdie?” Why was Vlad here? What happened to him all these years they’ve been apart?

“Vlad, what happened to you?” Maddie exclaimed. She walked across the room and bent over to help lift him off the floor. She laid his arm across her shoulders and lifted him up. Vlad groaned as he stood up.

That was when Jack took in the state that Vlad was really in. He had green spots all over him.

“Why are you covered in ectoplasm?” Jack reached a hand out and stepped closer to the two of them. He squinted at him. “Did a spookum get you?”

Vlad opened groggy eyes and looked at him. “No. I’m sorry to show up so unexpectedly. I didn’t know what else to do.”

“We haven’t seen you since college!”

“Where have you been all these years?” Jacked asked.

“I’m sorry for disappearing…” Vlad looked away from Jack. “There was something I never told you two. Something that I was afraid to tell you.”

A pit formed deep in Jack’s stomach.

“Do you remember my portal accident?”

Now Jack felt almost nauseated. Of course he remembered Vlad’s portal accident. He’d never been able to forgive himself for getting his best friend hurt.

“That it didn’t work?” Vlad continued. “And I got hurt?”

Vlad shuddered. “It changed me. In a way I couldn’t explain.”

Jack frowned. What did he mean by that?

“It wasn’t until the doctors diagnosed me with ecto-acne that I understood.” Vlad finally looked back up. First at Maddie, then at Jack. “I had somehow obtained ghostly attributes in that accident.”

Vlad coughed and Maddie gently guided him to the couch in the living room. She slowly sat him down and covered him in a blanket. He took a deep, shuddering breath before he looked back up and continued.

“They cured the ecto-acne, but there was still something wrong with me.” Vlad held a hand to his head, a vacant stare now in his eyes. “Sometimes I would have trouble keeping my form. I started my own research but I couldn’t find a solution. I was getting weaker.”

He looked back up at them.

“I’m destabilizing. And I need your help.”

Both Jack and Maddie looked at him with shocked expressions.

“What can we do though?” Maddie asked.

Vlad looked at them with such conviction that Jack couldn’t help but believe him. “You’re the most brilliant ghost scientists there are. If anyone can help me, it’d be you.”

Jack shook his head. He didn’t understand. Vlad was destabilizing? Wasn’t that something ghosts did if they grew to be too weak? Humans couldn’t destabilize. Did that mean that Vlad was a-

“Can you excuse us for a moment?” Maddie spoke in her pretend cheerful voice. It set off the alarm bells in Jack’s head.

She grabbed onto the collar of his jumpsuit and roughly pulled him out of the room and into the kitchen.

Jack turned to look over his shoulder to see Vlad frowning sadly at his lap. Jack frowned at that.

Maddie tucked them back against the wall they had been hiding behind before. “How do we know we can trust him? What if he’s a ghost?”

Jacked looked over his shoulder. “I don’t know. Shouldn’t we trust him? He was our best friend.”

Maddie leaned past him to look past the wall to where Vlad sat in the living room. “It doesn’t matter if he was our friend. A ghost is a ghost.”

The alarm bells in Jack’s head grew louder. “He seems to believe he’s still human though.” Maddie placed a hand on her chin as she listened to him speak. “We could use the ghost catcher to see if we can separate the ghost from him.”

“That could work.” She said. “If he’s human, it’ll separate the ectoplasm from him. If he’s a ghost, we’ll know.”

Maddie put a smile on her face and walked back into the living room. Jack followed her, conflicted. Vlad didn’t seem like a ghost. He seemed normal. Ghosts were evil.

Jack stopped beside Maddie in the living room. She clapped her hands together.

“We’ll help you! We want what’s best for you!” Maddie closed her eyes and tilted her head. “We’ll just need you to come down to our lab so we can start working.”

Vlad smiled at them. “Thank you. How can I ever repay you?”

Maddie walked up to Vlad and placed a hand on his shoulder. “It’s nothing! We just want you to get better.” She helped him up. “Now let’s get you down to the lab.”

She walked by Jack as she continued talking to Vlad. “We’ll figure out how to get you fixed up in a jiffy. I’m sure we have something to help you. We have an assortment of ghost hunting and research inventions. Surely something will help.”

Jack frowned at their backs as they headed towards the basement door. He sighed and followed after them, the pit still deep in his stomach.

He made his way down the stairs and into the lab. When he got down there he saw Maddie sitting Vlad down on the lab table.

“Right here, Vlad. Take a seat on this examination table.” She gestured to the cold looking table in the center of the lab. “We’ll start by taking your vitals.”

She pulled a couple things out of the drawers in one of their countertops. The first thing she pulled out of her new pile was a stethoscope. She placed the earpieces in her ears and put the other end to his chest. She listened carefully.

“Hmm… Heartbeat is slower than normal.” She pulled a thermometer out next.

She placed it in his mouth and studied it closely. She took it out of his mouth and read it.

“Temperature is near hypothermic.”

Then she took out a blood pressure measurer. She wrapped it around his arm and squeezed the pump a couple times. She pressed the stethoscope to his arm and listened for a few moments.

“Blood pressure is low.” She said quietly. “Jack, would you be able to get a blood sample? I’ll get a swab of his mouth to test for ectoplasmic viruses.”

Jack shook out the bad feeling in his stomach and threw a smile on his face. “You got it, Mads.”

He grabbed a syringe from her pile on the counter and turned to face Vlad. As he turned he could see Vlad visibly gulp. Jack smiled at him sympathetically. “Don’t worry, Vladdie. This’ll be over before you know it.”

Vlad smiled softly at him. “Thank you, Jack.”

“All done, V-Man!”

Vlad looked down at his elbow that Jack was in the process of wrapping. “Wow, that really was fast.”

Jack smiled at him again and Vlad looked like he was about to say something else when Maddie suddenly shoved a swab in his mouth.

“Swab acquired!” She said excitedly. “Let’s go examine these, Jack!”

“You bet, Maddie!” He exclaimed. He turned to look back at Vlad. “We’ll be right back.”

He walked across the room to Maddie’s workstation.

“Here’s the blood sample, Maddie.”

“Look at this, Jack. This swab shows no traces of any ecto-viral infections.”

Jack frowned. “That’s good, isn’t it?”

Maddie shook her head. “Not if we’re hoping that Vlad isn’t really a ghost.”

They both looked down at the microscope sitting on her desk. This wasn’t really looking good for Vlad…

Jack held up the syringe and spoke softly. “Let’s take a look at the blood sample.”

Maddie grabbed it from him and set everything up. She slid the petri dish into the microscope and bent down to look through it.

She looked back at him.

“Jack, take a look at this.”

He took her place and looked through the microscope. The ectoplasm here didn’t look out of place. It looked almost as if it belonged there.

“This is odd.” Jack said as he looked at it. He stood back up and turned towards her. “Maddie, I think this ectoplasm is melded to his DNA.”

Jacked turned to look at Vlad over his shoulder. He coughed into his blanket and took a deep breath.

“I don’t think he’d survive it if we removed it.”

Maddie shook her head. “Nonsense, Jack. This is probably what’s making him sick. Surely using the ghost catcher and separating it from him will cure him.”

“But what if you’re wrong?”

Maddie squinted at him, pointing a finger at him. “Are you doubting me?” She asked lowly.

“No. I think we just need to think more critically about this instead of jumping right in.” Jack said.

“But he’s a ghost!” Maddie shouted.

“We don’t know that!” Jack whispered back at her.

“Is everything going alright over there?” Vlad called.

“Oh!” Maddie threw her hands into the air exuberantly and turned back towards where Vlad sat, walking over to him. “Everything’s okay! We have a way to cure you!”

Vlad smiled a big smile at her. “Really?”

“Yes!” Maddie said cheerily. “We’re going to use the Fenton Ghost Catcher to remove the ectoplasm from your DNA!”

“What?” Vlad shouted. He backed away a couple steps away from her, looking ready to bolt if she so much as moved wrong.

“The ectoplasm must be what’s causing your illness.” Maddie walked across the lab and dragged the ghost catcher out of the closet it was sitting in and across the room. She patted it. “This bad boy will remove all of it!”

Vlad took another couple steps back, the blanket falling off from his shoulders and to the floor. Jack stepped up and held an arm up in front of Vlad.

“Maddie we can’t do this!” Jack pleaded. “He’s not comfortable with this!”

She gestured behind her at the ghost catcher. “We have to do this otherwise the ectoplasm will kill him!”

“Removing the ectoplasm will kill me!” Vlad shouted from behind Jack.

“The ectoplasm is what’s killing you!” Maddie shouted back at him. “What else could it be?”

Vlad rolled his eyes and threw his arms into the air. “Why won’t you listen to me?” He held his hands to his chest. “Why do you insist on hurting me?”

Jack took another step forward. “Maddie, please. This is our friend.”

“How do we know he’s not a ghost?” She threw back at him. “How do we know he’s not tricking us?”

Vlad sighed. “Even if I was a ghost, not all ghosts are evil like we hypothesized. I was terrified for so long that I would become evil.”

He leveled a look at Maddie.

“But that never happened. Because I’m the one who decides who I want to be. Not whether or not I have ectoplasm.” Vlad looked away from Maddie.

Jack was about to stop her when he saw Maddie approaching Vlad quickly but stopped once she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

“I’m so sorry, Vlad.” She whispered into his shoulder. “I went about this all wrong.”

Vlad wrapped his own arms around her. “It’s alright, Maddie. Thank you for believing in me.” They smiled at each other.

Jack walked up to both of them and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “Now let’s get back to work. We have a friend to fix up. We’ve got an old concoction that always seemed to make spooks stronger. We can try that if you’re up for it, Vladdie.”

“That’s probably our best bet.” Vlad placed a hand on his chin. “I’ve tried just about everything else. That’s something I’ve never thought of before. Genius.”

Jack pulled the two of them closer to him. “Let’s get started!”

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Jack picked up a vial from his set that sat on his desk. He stood up and turned to face Vlad where he sat beside Maddie.

“Alright, Vladdie! Here it is! A fresh batch of ecto-dejecto! Are you ready?”

Vlad turned around to face him and Jack’s heart twinged at the fresh ectoplasm that covered his face. Vlad smiled at him. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

Jack handed the vial to Maddie and she filled a syringe with it.

“Okay. Here we go.”

Vlad squeezed his eyes shut as Maddie plunged the syringe into his upper arm.

“All done.”

Vlad’s eyes shot open just as the ectoplasm started seeping back into his skin, the blemishes disappearing right before their very eyes. A big smile spread across his face.

“It’s gone.” Vlad laughed. “It’s all gone!”

He walked up between Jack and Maddie and wrapped his arms around their shoulders.

“Thank you! So much.” He glanced between them. “How can I ever repay you?”

Jack jostled them. “Just don’t disappear on us again!”

Vlad chuckled softly. “I can do that.”

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notzawzark · 2 years

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I really enjoyed your story a part two would be lovely but do not push yourself and have a lovely day

GHOST (mw2) X MALE READER (platonic) PT2

woooooo yeah baby, thats what ive been wait for, thats what ive been taking about, wwoooooo, another installment of my poorly planned fanfic

as perusual: sorry for any typos, and do not expect some grandiose writting, i am not that smart

CW/TW's: toture, gore, vomit, if i should add more just tell me and i will

I throw on a shirt. A button up. Not one I chose myself, but its not like I hate it. Its ugly but in a charming way. I put on leather boots, keeping the pants I wore to sleep on. Its not my best outfit, but considering how little sleep I got last night, I don’t anyone will care. I sure as hell don’t.

I leave my room, entering into a hall. The cold concrete below me tapping under my feet. I stop in front of ghosts room. I hear talking on the other side of the heavy metal door. Faint, but still there. The guards posted in front of the door ask me if I want in. I tell them no. I want to get somethings first. I wonder the halls. Looking for the stairs up. The building were currently holed up in (and have been for awhile) is some old abandoned hospital. When we first set up here, it was trashed. To this day It still doesn’t look very homely, but its better then it was.

Ive been stashed away in the basement, Also where the interrogation room is set up. i find the stairs, ascending up to floor level. I make my way to the current medical ward. there are so many people. You wouldn’t expect this place to be so packed, but it almost always is. Most of the people here are good. Civilians. Simply people in need of doctors, but without the money to get any. Cant say the same for the people stationed in the basement.

“hey.” I try and get the attention of one of the makeshift medical staff. His name is Chester im pretty sure. “shit-“ he turns around, startled. he was tending to some random sick person. Cant tell why their sick though. “(reader)!” he sounds pleasantly surprised. Like meeting an old friend unexpectedly. Weve only really ever talked a few times. “I need bandages.” I tell him. He looks around, a but confused, “uhm…” he takes a second “do you mind if I ask why? Or is that.. uh.. can I ask why?” he lowers his voice into a whisper for the last bit, leaning in.

All the ‘doctors’ know who theyre working for. The same man im working for. But that’s about all they get to know. We bring them medical supplies so that they can help their towns people. in return, they fix up anyone we bring to them, no questions asked. It’s a covert deal, and they arent aloud to talk about us. If they did, my boss would probably anonymously tell the police what they have set up here. Only one of the doctors has a medical license.

“the bandages arent for me” he understands that he isnt gonna get much more then that, nodding and leading me away from his current patient. He takes me to a closet “bandages and stuff are in here,” he opens it, “can I ask what type of wound your bandaging?” he asks, leading me in.

“I don’t know.” It sounds like a copout, but I genuinely have no idea. It could be anything. Cuts, burns, chopped off limbs. “oh wow.” He looks worriedly, searching through the random supplies. He hands me a roll of white bandages, “here” and then he goes back to looking around. “what are you looking for?” I peek over his shoulder. “well your probably gonna need more then just the plain bandages, even if we don’t know what you gonna have to fix up.” he hands me some bandage tape. “thank you” I tell him.

we part ways, and I start back to the basement. Stopping on my way to ghosts new room to get a bucket of water, two rags, and a towel.

I stop in front of the door, there isnt any talking now, nodding to the two guards. They go to open the door, but its prematurely opened by someone else. Im greeted by a man covered in someone else's blood. The man with the cart of torture supplies. The butcher. “hi-“ my voice cuts off. “hello.” He looks down at the assortment of things Chester handed me. He grunts, pushing past me, dragging his cart behind him. Its bloody. Very bloody. there are a few loose teeth on it that werent before, and it leaves a trail of blood behind him as he leaves.

I enter the room, hastily met with the smell of blood and vomit. I turn my face, it smells fucking awful. The door is shut behind me. The table has been moved off to the side, and ghost to the middle of the room. Hes covered in his own blood. “hey..” I let out. I try not to let my concern waver my voice. Ghost groans, and then ends up in a coughing fit. His mask is off, but his head is dropped down, facing the floor, blood soaked in his hair. I go over to the table, dropping my supplies down, and picking up his skull mask. “would you like your mask back?” I ask, turning to him. He just coughs more. Im pretty sure he coughed up blood.

I get up closer to him, placing down my bucket of water, his breathing hastens, he turns his face away. It takes a moment for it to click, “oh shit-“ I look at the rag in my hand, “im not gonna water board you bro, I swear.” I panic out, trying to make him less weary of me.

It doesn’t work much, and he tenses everytime I move. Pulling up my sleeves, I dip the rag in water, and then start to clean out his wounds. There are different kinds. Some deep gashes, some circular holes in his skin, others bruises so blue youd think it hurt his bones. I don’t really get a good look at his face, even while I try and get blood off of it. he moves his face away everytime I try to touch it. its Understandable, but it makes things much more difficult.

I give up on trying to clean his face, and just put his mask back on him. He immediately seems more comfortable, still incredibly tense, but less so then before. I continue to clean off all the blood on him. Its tiring. Eventually its done though. I wrap the towel around him, covering him and helping him dry all in one. I get up, and grab the bandages, and tape. i get back to him, placing both on the ground. I open the package for the bandages.

I cover up most of the big gashes, and even a few of the smaller ones. Im covered in dried up blood now. I clean up around his chair too. Just getting blood up off the floor. Theirs vomit beside him. I begrudgingly clean that up too. I throw the second rag into the bucket. Taking a deep breath ones ive left the floor.

“thanks” ghosts voice sounds hoarse and it cuts out at the end. I go sit up in the table off to the side. “whens the last time you slept” I ask him the first real question of the day. Its quiet for a few minutes until he responds, “four days.” I mouth a ‘wow’ under my breath. I hold my breathing in thought, puffing out once I get to my conclusion. “ill let you sleep the entire time im here.. which should be..” I trail off thinking and doing math in my head, “two hours I believe, if you tell me what you guys know.”

He doesn’t respond. “what about a hint.” I smile at him. “no” his voice sounds more firm. The smile doesn’t fade. “fine, then you wont sleep for another day.” I hop off the table, and get onto the chair that was discarded next to it. Theres still paper and pencils, and so I start drawing. I draw him again. Its quiet in the room for nearly 20 minutes, I look up from my drawing every now and then to make sure he isnt asleep.

Hes falls asleep. I throw a balled up piece of paper at him. He startles up, looking around frantically to assess the situation. He drops his head back once he realizes it was just me. “if you had given me that hint I would have let you stay asleep” I taunt him. “fuck off” he blurts out. Hes getting comfortable, that hes just tired enough to not give a shit.

It gets quiet again.

“you know what-“ I look over to him, getting out of my seat and sitting on the table again. “if you tell me about your family ill let you sleep..” I pause, “that or your name” he looks me dead in the eyes, then up and down. Silence. “how’d you know about my brother?” he asks. A surprise for sure. “we made a little file on you, figuring out everything we could before we ambushed you. It was in that file… one of the few things about you in that file, and not just about ghost.”

“I am ghost.”

“you are a ghost.. you know how hard it was to find that out about your brother? That you even had a brother?”

“that’s the point.” He says in between coughs

I take a deep breath in and out. “I guess it is.” I say looking off.

A silence settles again. For about five minutes. He stares at me for three of them before looking away. “my brothers name was tommy.” I snap my head towards him. I didn’t actually expect him to tell me about his family. “is that so.” I inquire more. “he had a kid.” He continues. “and where is that kid now?” ghost doesn’t answer.

“and what about your dad?” he doesn’t respond, just like last time. I sigh. i want more, but technically he followed the rules I had. “you can sleep.” I jump off of the table, and get back to my drawing. Ghost gets as comfortable in his seat as he possibly can. Wasting no time to getting to sleep.

An hour and a half pass by. Ive filled the entire page with drawings. Ghost is sound asleep- the door starts to open. Shit. “HEY-“ I greet the person at the door loud enough to wake ghost up. “your back early,” I turn to the door. And ghost hurriedly wakes up. “(reader).” ‘The butcher’ greets me back, waving one of his hands stiffly at me.

“uh- can we have a few more minutes?” I rush out as the large man starts hauling in his cart into the room. He stops in his tracks. Slowly turning to look at me. “your time is up.” fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck “yeah but… i-I I was- I was starting to get somewhere with my… interrogation.”

“where?”

“he was starting to talk about his- uh his family and-“

“the boss doesn’t want to hear about his family.” He cuts me off

I look to ghost, and then to the man in front of me. “yes but-“

“why are you wasting my time (reader)?”

He cuts me off again.

I mumble and apology. I really shouldn’t have fucking done that. Shit, all cause I wanted to show ghost my stupid drawing.

He leaves his cart next to ghost, who has started hyperventilating. “you gave him bandaids.” He points out. “I didn't want him to bleed out.” I had already thought of an excuse. “I didn’t say you could give him bandaids.”

“yeah but he was probably gonna die”

“I didn’t say you could give him bandaids.” He turns to me. “yeah and the boss didn’t say you could kill him,” I retort.

He picks up a pair of pliers, holding them so tight his knuckles turn white. Hes threatening me. Fuck. “im sorry, I just didn’t want valuable intel to die.” I soften my voice, trying to de-escalate the situation. He turns back to ghost. I start to leave. “your not aloud to leave.” He snaps his pliers a few times to emphasize.

“come on man-“ I turn around towards him, my voice breaking. I don’t want to be here. He hums a bit, snapping his pliers a few more times. He doesn’t respond. “ill get you those drugs you wanted.” He stops humming, and lets the air fill with silence. “alright, you can leave.”

I practically run out of there. I feel bad. I feel bad for ghost. I feel bad about having to steal from the med ward. Shit. I really wanted to show him my drawing. I bet he would have told me it was cool. I get to the showers upstairs, and I wash all of his blood off of me. Then I go to my room. I put the drawing next to the first one. Hopping onto my bed.

If I get caught stealing ill be as good as dead.

hiiiiiiiii i see you made it to the end again, blushes

if everything goes to plan there should be at least five chapters of this fic when im done

#mw2 fanfic #call of duty mw2 #male reader #x reader #platonic reader #ghost mw2 #simon riley x reader #mw2 #reader fanfiction #fanfic #platonic fanfiction

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rachelsfav-queer · 6 months

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Probably insane scenario but baby Wednesday going through her spell book trying to find a spell to make things multiply. She wanted to steal one of Enid’s cookies so she can make endless cookies. The spell goes wrong and there’s now four baby Wednesdays. End and Yoko find all four in Wednesday’s room crying and screaming on the floor

Hee hee hoo hoo IM GOING INSANE WOOOOOO

The sound of a loud bang followed by what sounded like four separate wailing cries had Enid and Yoko shooting upstairs. When they reached Wednesday’s room, they were greeted to quite a sight. Four separate Wednesdays, all lying on the floor and crying loudly. Along with that, there was little Raven and one of Enid’s homemade cookies lying in the middle of the group of tiny seers.

Enid and Yoko were frozen in pure shock for almost a full minute before Yoko recollected herself, tapping Enid on the shoulder and saying, “Call Bianca and uhhh, tell her we have a… situation?” Yoko then proceeded to kneel in front of the Wednesdays and did the best she could to console them, though it was mostly a losing battle as every time her attention switched to a Wednesday, the others would cry louder at the lack of attention.

When Enid finishes her call to Bianca, she rushes to kneel next to Yoko to brainstorm how to handle the situation until help arrives. They get the only idea they have and they each pick up two Wednesdays, one for each arm, and they try their best to calm them all down. Though it’s still very ineffective and now they’re just carrying four crying Wednesdays around the house.

Eventually, Bianca arrives and she enters the house, just to see the sight of a very exasperated werewolf and vampire carrying four little goths. Enid and Yoko both mouth at the same time, “Help. Us.”

Bianca tells them to set the four on the couch and to cover their own ears. Bianca removes her necklace and sings the Wednesdays to sleep. Once they’re sleeping soundly, Bianca turns back to Enid and Yoko who have collapsed on the other couch. “So, what exactly happened this time?”

The question makes Enid burst out crying, “I don’t- she just- I was- I can’t-“ Enid’s barely capable of getting out a complete sentence as the insanity of the situation catches up to her. Yoko pulls the blonde into her arms and quietly shushes her, helping her calm down.

“We’re not sure, B. All of sudden, we heard a bang and we went up to her room to that,” Yoko gestures to the other couch and sighs, “We didn’t even know she had gotten a hold of her spell book. We seriously need to hide that better.”

Bianca sighs, “Yeah, you could say that again. Alright, game plan time! How the hell are we going to reverse this?”

Enid, now feeling more stable again, shrugs her shoulders, “I have no idea how to read that book and I know neither of you do so, the only way we’re solving this is by asking someone who can. And I am NOT waking up Wednesday. I don’t think she’ll be able to help anyway, not when she’s so deep in little space.”

Yoko gets an idea then, “Wait, Wednesday was taught most of her witchcraft by her mom, right? So we should just call Morticia.”

“Do you think Wednesday will be happy if her mom sees her like… this?” Bianca asks.

“Do we have a choice?”

Enid takes control of the situation, “We need help and Morticia is our best bet. Besides, Morticia is the absolute last person in the world who would ever judge Wednesday for anything, right along with Gomez. And they’d both do anything to help us.”

With that, the women go and grab Wednesday’s crystal ball and call the eldest seer.

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Around ten minutes later, Morticia arrives and enters the home, hugging Enid, Yoko, and Bianca. “So, you were very cryptic about the situation, Enid. What exactly is the problem?”

Enid gestures the Addams matriarch to follow her to the living room where Wednesday and her three clones are sleeping on the couch, all resting against each other. “We weren’t sure how to fix this and Wednesday was… freaking out so we had to have Bianca put her- or them to sleep.”

“Ah,” Morticia speaks gently, “It’s happened again, has it?”

“Again?” Yoko questions.

“Yes, there was a situation years ago when Wednesday was much younger. She was inconsolable then too,” Morticia looks away from her daughter and back at the others in the room. She definitely noticed Wednesday’s clothes but saw no reason to comment on it, “Can you imagine, Gomez and I dashing around the mansion, trying to catch a bunch of clones of our daughter. At least this is a lot less dramatic. Back then she managed to create fifteen clones, oh what a week!” Morticia laughs fondly before returning to the task at hand.

She tells Bianca to fetch the spell book and when she returns with it, Morticia flips through the pages as she speaks, “You know, it’s quite handy that we have a siren this time around. One would’ve been quite useful back then.”

The dove goes on to recast the spell, reversing its effects. The younger three women watch in fascination as three of the four Wednesdays disappear in a sprinkle of light. When the spell is over, Morticia closes the book again and hands it to Yoko, “Now, you really should find a proper hiding place for that, lest you have this or something more drastic occur. And I,” Morticia declares, “shall take my leave. Just in case my daughter awakes in a more… vulnerable headspace. It was lovely seeing you all, though I hope the next time isn’t under the pretext of a botched spell, perhaps dinner? Next Saturday?”

End <3

#anon ask #ask answered #vampravenwolf #baby wednesday #agere wednesday #sfw littlespace #my writing #enid sinclair #wednesday addams #yoko tanaka #bianca barclay #morticia addams

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rainyraisin · 5 months

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2023 YEAR IN REVIEW!!!

My artstyle changed a lot this year, especially after my shift from ibis paint to procreate after getting my iPad (drawing on an iPad is the BEST btw 100% recommend I love it way more than a phone and it didn’t die after a month like my old wacom 💀💀). I’m relatively happy with where my art is atm and I hope to continue to improve in 2024!

Explanation of all the silly art down below! (Mostly so I can tell y’all who the fanart is for but also cause I like rambling)

January: A drawing of my Rise Leo human design I did to test out a pixel brush I found for Ibis Paint. He’s very fun to draw hehe I need to draw him more-

February: I wanted to learn how to draw the future designs of Leo and Mikey along with CJ so I planned to draw them all together! I struggled with Leo though so I just got rid of him. Sorry Peepaw 😞😞💔💔💔

March: Fanart for @beannary ‘s TLP au! I love it so much so I had to draw smth for it hehe 😈😈💥💥💥 which reminds me I need to draw more at some point- might redraw it at some point cause I’m not super happy with how it turned out but I do like the idea a lot

April: The month I created Reticent! April’s Fools was the first episode I came up with so I drew a chapter poster! It ended up being very different to the chapter cover I drew a couple months later but it’s still cool :D Leo is being weirdly affectionate to Mikey though what the heck that isn’t like him smh. Although I guess it was meant to be purposefully exaggerated sooooo 🥰

May: Reticent Casey!!! I don’t have much to say it’s just Reticent Casey HDKSGXKSHD this wasnt a very good art month

June: Krangified Donnie is literally my favourite concept ever thats it that’s all I have to say dbskdbwkh I adore Krangified Donnie and if the Rise brainrot takes over the Reticent brainrot for a while then I will probably be drawing Krangified Donnie during that time sorry not sorry

July: Reticent Chapter 3’s cover yippee!!! Still my favourite Reticent cover although Chapter 8’s is a close second (I can’t wait to post it once it’s been betaread yippee!!!). The scribble over Leo’s eyes is literally just because I was struggling to draw his eyes and i was getting annoyed dbskdbskdb it’s actually a very common issue with him (common Ret!Leo L). Also Mikey being reflected in the mirror is a reference to Mirror Man by Jack Stauber which I’ve basically considered his theme song since @aaronymous999 introduced it to me ebwjcbkwhd thank you Mr. Aaronymous! Also somebody said he was in the barbie box and I still need to draw that to this day because Mikey would’ve killed to go see Barbie.

August: RET DONNIE WOOOOO he’s being bullied again!!! I drew that piece for a colour palette challenge request and realised I got the prompt wrong so I just made it into its own thing 💥💥💥 it’s usually a flickering light gif but I chose to just use the version with the light on for this post. The photos in the background were really fun to draw hehe either April’s or Mikey’s is my favourite.

September: MY 500 FOLLOWER DTIYS YIPPEE (/my 150 follower DTIYS for tumblr). This one took me. Forever to draw and I love it to pieces hehe it was really fun to design Mikey’s room and figure out outfits for the sillies and idk the concept of a sleepover just seemed really fun to me dbskbdkdb- and all the entries I got were so so awesome I loved them all to pieces!!! I still look at them all the time hehe

October: FANART OF @endlesslogo ‘S HUMAN RISE LEO DESIGN WOOOOOO!!! This was the piece I started rendering on hehe it was so much fun to draw!!!! Although I did have a fight with rendering the hair for over an hour svsjegksbdk HOW DO PEOPLE DO IT FR!!!

November: Me and my friends were working on a crossover between our TMNT iterations so I drew all of our Karai’s together!!! Confluence Karai is on the left, created by Salem and Marine, New Stars Karai is in the middle created by Starla, and Reticent Karai is on the right created by me! All our Karais have such cool designs AHHHHH literally dead over them constantly/pos

December: Most of December I spent drawing Christmas presents so this was my present for Salem!!! Confluence!Jonatello my beloved….

#rai rambles #tmnt #year in review #tmnt fanart

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ketho484 · 1 year

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Actor AU story part three! WOOOOOO!!!

Au belongs to @frillsand

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Chapter 3: Dinner with a new friend

Willow followed Wally back inside to watch him and his friends record the newest episode after Eric had to concede to Wally's 'Offer'. The others were surprised Wally asked for this, but they welcomed the change nonetheless. They loved entertaining kids, and this would be like early critique before the show even aired. Willow had a lot of fun too. She was really shy and very quiet, but she loved getting to know the cast. They each noticed something a bit odd, however. Like something didn't sit right. She was sweet and kind, sure, but the level of shyness she exhibited felt less like her being shy and more like her being afraid of them. It was odd to say the least, but when the rest of the cast asked her why she was scared or told her she didn't need to be scared, she'd turn away and deny it. Not Wally, though. He never asked anything like that. Unless she spoke to him, he observed the interactions Willow had with his friends quietly, making mental notes on her behavior so he could see if something was wrong at home with her.

The day went by a bit too quickly for everyone's liking. Before anyone knew it, shooting was over and the cast started heading home. Willow gave everyone a respectful farewell before going with Wally to get dropped off. On the way, they spoke to each other.

"So?" Wally started, making Willow look at him from the seat next to him "What did we learn about the cast today?"

"Uuhhhhh…" Willow started thinking "...Well, Franky isn't nearly as grumpy as we see on TV. He's easy to tick off, but he's overall really nice. Eddie is Franky's boyfriend, which I didn't realize either of them were gay. Julie does a little flap thing when she's excited, Poppy loves humming to help her stay calm, Barnaby is definitely not acting when he plays the funny guy, Howdy is vegan…What's vegan again?"

"It means you don't eat any meat or animal products" Wally clarified

"Right. A-Anyway, Sally is a lot sweeter than on camera, almost like a cool big sister" Willow continued "...And you have a really short temper with the production crew. I noticed how they treated your friends, but…" She stopped there

It was true, she saw how badly the puppets were treated in the studio. To say it was bad would be an understatement, to say the least. She saw Howdy get pushed off the stage, only being there because he was confused about his movement and tone for his personal recording as he was the least experienced in this field with Poppy being only slightly better due to her anxiety. Wally really lost his temper and started shouting at everyone. The only reason he stopped was because Willow had run off the stage. When Wally found her again, Howdy and Sally were trying to bring her out of a massive panic attack.

“...I take it your parents shout a lot?” Wally asked gently, Willow being pulled out of the memory and back to the real world

“Y-Yeah…They do…” She said, a bit startled from being pulled back into the conversation

“How often does it happen?”

“Every day…Sometimes it lasts all day and momma sends me out of the house so I don’t have to listen” Willow explained, rubbing her arm

Wally stopped at a red light and looked over at her, his expression immediately turning to one of worry when he saw the slightly raised sleeve…and what was underneath it. There was a large, hand shaped bruise on her wrist, barely covered up by bandages. Wally could guess where it came from, but he needed to get all the facts first.

“…Willow. Look at me, please” Wally spoke gently as the little puppet looked up at her favorite star “I only get angry like that when someone mistreats my friends, and I only do that inside the studio because the people there are racist and…honestly a bunch of idiotic jerks. Your parents fighting like that is a sign that that house may not be safe for you…”

“I already know that…” Willow said as she looked down at her lap “…But my daddy made it clear that I’ll have nowhere else to go. He said I’ll die on the streets if I run away because he won’t come looking for me…So I gotta stay where I am…” Willow looked ready to cry when she finished her explanation

Wally looked ready to snap again as the light turned green. He went off course, driving away from the house as he took a breath and gently rubbed Willow’s back to soothe her. He soon pulled into a parking lot and stopped the car, making Willow look up curiously as she wiped her teary eyes. They weren’t at her house, but rather at a large restaurant painted orange and red with gray tiles for the roof. There was a large neon sign in the shape of a circle with little circles on the inside and a triangle missing from it.

“Um…Mister Darling?” Willow spoke up “Where are we? I thought I was just going home”

“Well, I saw that you hadn’t eaten anything at the studio, so I thought you might want something to have before you go home” Wally explained, though the real reason was that he thought this could keep her out of the house, and away from her toxic father, a while longer

“Bobolli’s…Pissa?” She read the sign and tilted her head “What’s that?”

“…Have you never had pizza before?” Wally asked, a little horrified as Willow shook her head “What do your parents let you eat?”

“Daddy makes me eat cold bread and milk for breakfast. Momma tries to give me granola bars and water sometimes, but she usually gets caught” Willow explained timidly

Wally had to take a few deep breaths to calm down before he got out of the car. He went around and got Willow out before taking her inside. The interior had a very rustic feeling with dark wood floors, marble counters, orange lights, black leather seats, and dark red tiles all over the walls. Many folks, both human and puppet, worked behind the counters to make pizza, but only one came out to greet Wally. This puppet was rather large in size, a human puppet roughly three fourths of Barnaby’s height. He had red hair on his head, pale orange felt skin, and a big bushy mustache. His body was rather rotund in size and he wore a typical Italian chef’s outfit. His green eyes sparkled warmly when he went over to Wally, a smile beaming underneath that mustache.

“Well, if it isn’t Wally, my best customer!” He spoke, a boisterous and deep voice speaking with a heavy Italian accent as he shook Wally’s hand

“Hey there, Ronny!” Wally greeted the chef fondly before letting go and turning to Willow “Willow, this is Ronald Babolli. He’s the owner of this restaurant. It’s honestly the best place I know of”

“Oh, I don’t think I’ve seen this one before” Ronny said as he kneeled down to take a look at Willow, though she quickly hid behind Wally “Where did you find her, Wally?”

“She’s the daughter of the studio tailors” Wally explained calmly “I’m letting her come by the studio more often if she wants. She didn’t eat anything there, so I thought I’d treat this kid to dinner”

“Well, you brought her to the right place. Please have a seat. I’ll bring a surprise” Ronny smiled and ran behind the counter

Wally chuckled and took Willow to a nice, quiet booth in the back of the restaurant. Willow sat across from Wally as she looked around at everything warily. She had clearly never been to this area of the city before. It was kinda overwhelming for her, and Wally could clearly see that in her expression.

“So…What’s it like in the suburbs?” Wally asked, trying to relieve some of this little girl’s tension as one of the workers brought some drinks. Wally got a Diet Dr. Pepper and Willow got a Sprite

“Well…It’s usually really quiet” Willow answered “Other than my momma and daddy fighting. The people there are nice enough. Miss Fritters is my favorite. She’s this old human who lives down the street with her family. Her family is really nice, but Miss Fritters tells me stories and sometimes bakes cookies. She taught me how to make some of her recipes. Sometimes I can play with her grandkids, Billy and Bobbie, but they don’t think I’m very cool”

“Kids can be like that sometimes” Wally shrugged as he sipped on his soda “I had a friend like that. Frank was actually like that before I got him to open up”

“So he used to be as grumpy as he acts on the show?”

“Yeah. Honestly, though, if you know him for long enough, you learn quickly that he’s a sweetheart. The reason you saw it today was because he has a real soft spot for kids” Wally explained as Willow sipped her drink, a smile coming to his face when he saw her eyes light up.

“…Is this your favorite place?” Willow asked

“It’s my favorite place to eat, yes. Sometimes the cast and I come here for some good old fashioned friend time” Wally answered fondly

“…You’re really easy to talk to”

“Huh?” Wally perked up at the quiet words Willow spoke “I-I’m sorry, could you say that again?”

“Y…You’re really easy to talk to, mister darling. It’s like I’ve known you my whole life even though we met today…You’re really nice” She explained with a blush

Before Wally could answer, Ronny brought over a large pizza on a tray. It was covered with cheese and pepperoni with a big, stuffed crust that was only visible because Ronny had cut it up into some nice triangles. Willow looked really surprised as she gazed at the good smelling pie in front of her, making Wally chuckle a bit as they each got a plate.

“Looks as delicious as ever, Ronny” Wally said with a smile directed at the chef

“Yes, one of my finest pizzas” Ronny said with a smile as he turned to get back to work “Let me know if you need anything”

“Thanks, Ronny!” Wally beamed at Ronny as the chef left before grabbing a couple of slices, one for him and one for Willow “There you go, kid”

“…Y…You’re letting me have this?” She asked, immediately tensing up

“Of course. Why wouldn't I?” Wally asked before taking a bite of his pizza slice

“Well…Daddy says that if I eat three meals, I’ll be fat and useless”

“Well, daddy’s not here right now. You don’t have to eat all of the slice I gave you. Just one bite. If you decide you want more, I won’t stop you, okay?” Wally said as he gave Willow a smile

Willow was, understandably, hesitant. She’d never even seen something like this before. She was nervous. She poked at the slice a bit before picking it up. She inspected it from top to bottom, which made Wally giggle on the outside, though he could feel his heart break. How sheltered was this kid? How long had Eric and, clearly begrudgingly, Jessica, been keeping this poor little girl locked away and slaving over a sewing machine? It hurt to see such a sweet little girl look so scared over a simple food item…Willow soon took her first bite, and the way her eyes seemed to gain a new spark of life in them warmed Wally’s heart. The little puppet dove in, quickly gobbling up a slice and, after confirming that she could take more, ate more of the delicious pizza. By the time both of them were full, the entire pizza was gone.

Willow looked really sleepy, her eyes fluttering as she tried to stay awake with very little success. Wally chuckled and paid Ronny for the food before carrying her back to the car. She was completely limp as she was carried and placed into her seat. She jolted awake, at least awake to the point of being aware, when Wally’s car started. He pulled out of the parking lot and put on a classical CD that Frank let him borrow. When he stopped at a red light and Noticed Willow was half awake, he smiled and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“You can go ahead and get some sleep” He said quietly, his voice soothing to the little puppet’s ears “I’ll wake you up when we get to your house, okay?”

Willow gave him a nod and closed her eyes, drifting off pretty quickly. Wally sighed and turned his eyes back to the road. She was so precious. This little girl didn’t deserve to live in such circumstances. She didn’t deserve to be treated as a slave. Not only was it illegal, but it was just morally wrong. This kid deserved to be free to play and grow like a real sapling. It pissed Wally off that Eric was keeping her from growing. He had to do something.

After a while, the car stopped at the right address, and it made Wally uncomfortable. The house was stable, but it was greasy and clearly falling apart. There was a cracked window in the front that allowed him to see inside. Greasy walls, flickering lights, old furniture that was falling apart, loose wooden floorboards. That house was unsafe for more than one reason, but Wally took a breath and kept his composure. He woke Willow up and carried her to the door, giving it a gentle knock. Her mother, thankfully, came to answer the door. Jessica took Willow in her arms and thanked Wally for taking care of her. He simply smiled and passed her a note before leaving, giving Willow one last wave goodbye before he drove off

Jessica put Willow to bed, happy when she explained what he did for her. When Willow was fast asleep, Jessica unfolded the note and read it, smiling as she did.

‘I need to know what her father has been keeping from her’

#Welcome home #Wally Darling #OC #TW: mentions of abuse #TW: mention of captivity

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Hear me now (Jotun Loki x Female Reader AU) (18+)

Read chapter 12 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 13

Summary : The more time passes the more you get worried about Bluey wanting to go out and see the world.

Warning : 18+ SEX, smut, Mentions of torture, Rogers being an ass

You opened your arms as you kept the note aside and he instantly climbed into your bed.

"Thank you, thank you bluey thank you and I love you too ..so much..so so much" his eyes got teary as he heard your voice breaking but he knew you were happy. He could tell. He kissed your forehead and hugged you tightly, your words filled his heart with so much content.

You pointed towards yourself, made a heart sign with your hands by bending your index fingers down and touching your thumbs together. The rest of the fingers flared like the wings of an angel and then you gestured towards him

"That's how you say I love you, when you are not able to write that's how you can tell me that you love me" He imitated the gesture you made and you smiled. His mouth curved into a smile as well. Then he laid you down on the bed and held you in his arms as you both slept. It was a bit difficult for you to sleep after the lovemaking and with millions of thoughts running in your head but your body was exhausted and it helped you.

You couldn't stop thinking about the love confession, you have had men tell you that they loved you but you never felt it. If they really loved you they wouldn't have left. It was just the way he did it that made you want to laugh and cry all at once, he felt something and even though he couldn't speak he wanted to convey the message to you somehow.

Next morning when you woke up, he was sleeping in the freezer. You looked at him and it made you feel so fuzzy, you just wanted to climb in there and cuddle him in that small confined space, however you knew you'd get hypothermia and die.

You got showered, and your fingers trailed over your skin. The way he touched you so gently last night while he fucked you made you flush and gush again, he made love to you for real, it wasn't just physical, it was pure love.

You quickly got dressed, it was Sunday tomorrow and you felt so excited to spend all day with him, to wake up with him and to stay in the bed for a little longer. When you started to make breakfast he peeked his head up from the freezer and looked at you

"Good morning sugar" you smiled as you looked at him and he climbed out, he walked over to you and hugged you from behind, pressing several soft kisses on your neck.

"I have some time before I have to leave, do you want to go get freshened up? We can have breakfast together" he nodded as you said that, kissed your cheeks one by one and made his way to the bathroom. It was 5 am, and you had to leave in half an hour. You walked towards the bed and picked up his note from the bedside drawer, you were going to get it framed and keep it safe. Everytime you looked at it, it made your heart flutter.

"You know what tomorrow is?" You asked him as you both sat down on the couch to eat and he shook his head so you passed him the mini calendar you had. You kept your eyes on him while he tried to figure it out,

"Woooooo woooooo" he got so excited and he kept pointing towards Sunday.

"Amazing, I knew you'd figure it out Blu" he finished his breakfast as fast as he could then placed his head down on your lap while you ate.

He must get lonely, it wasn't possible for Phil to get here everyday so you had to do something about it. You left for the facility soon after and you couldn't stop smiling. You felt so thrilled that you will get to see him after a long day, and you couldn't wait to make love to him again.

"What is that? A love bite?" Natasha asked you while you both were cleaning the men's bathroom and you gasped, you freed your hair from the tie to hide it. You didn't have any make up products to cover it, you just owned two lipsticks and an eyeliner .

"Ummm yess, and from this moment I have decided that I'd call it a frostbite" she smiled and grinned like a cheshire cat as you said that

"So ummm just out of curiosity, how's it like having sex with a non human entity?" your face flushed as she reminded you of that, you stopped cleaning the sink and thought about it. It was definitely different but so right.

"It actually feels..right, so right. It feels better than any kind of intimacy I have had before. When I get home and he sees me, he doesn't care who I am out in the world or what I do for a living. He doesn't know what I lack or how imperfect I am to everyone else. He just sees me and he hears me, I feel heard" Her eyes teared up as you finished speaking but she didn't want you to see that. She had a hard time sharing emotions like that.

"Okay that's nice but I meant to ask about his ..you knowwwww..down there" you chuckled as she said that.

"It is ..ribbed for pleasure" she chuckled but you both got quiet as the door opened and Rogers walked in. Great , just the man you didn't want to see at all. You looked at him from the mirror view and continued to do your job as if he didn't exist, you truly wished that was true in that moment. You told Natasha about what happened that day in his office, she was livid, extremely furious but just like you she didn't have any solution for it.

"Oh don't let me interrupt your chat ladies" he smiled and Natasha gave him one too even though deep down she wanted to smash his head on the sink.

Just to humiliate you two further, he dirtied up the urinal he used and peed all around it like an animal. Even Bluey never did that and this bastard had the audacity to call him an animal when he wasn't even worthy of being called one. At Least animals had feelings. When he left Natasha picked up a bucket of water and threw at it.

"What kind of person does that?" She asked you and you took a deep breath

"I think he knows something, there's something going on in his head"

"Really? He doesn't seem the type to stay quiet if he did" she told you and you nodded.

Once Rogers left the facility, Bruce asked for you to see in his office after lunch so you went to go see him. He was standing behind his desk writing down something,

"How are you y/n?" He asked you and you smiled

"I'm good sir thank you"

"And him?" He looked at you intently

"He's fine, I'm doing my best, it's just, winter is still far away and I ..I just feel like he'd lose his mind. My apartment is really small, there's not much room for him to roam around" he thought about it and nodded

"Just keep him busy, engaged and stimulated"

Oh you knew how to do that really well

"I mean mentally" your face flushed at the blatant remark so you quickly changed the topic.

"He said my name yesterday, he's learning to write words, speak, and different other things, he's very intelligent" He sighed as that's exactly the reason why he was caught.

"That's why they wanted him, and they are looking for him. I pointed all the signs towards Oscorp industries but sooner or later Starks will get to the root of it. Just be careful" you nodded as he said that

"Umm do you know if there are more like him out there? A family maybe?" He looked at you curiously and shook his head

"Nah I don't think so, if there were more the whole world would have learned about it by now, and Rogers definitely wouldn't leave them behind and just bring one with him, especially now, if there were more he would go back and replace him instead of finding him like a maniac" you sighed as he said that. He gave you another check to cover his expenses and you took it without any hesitation or shame.

That day you purchased a board of scrabbles while on the way home. Mental stimulation is necessary like Bruce said and it would help him learn more. You also saw something in the alley and you thought about whether or not Bluey was ready for it. When you reached your apartment, he was staring out the window and at that moment you just felt bad for him. He must want to get out of here and see the whole world.

"Bluey" you called out to him and he instantly skipped his steps towards you and hugged you tightly.

"I missed you too" you smiled and he continued to hold you in his arms with his head hidden in the crook of your neck.

"I brought something for us to play with" You showed him the board and he sat down on the floor so you could teach him how to play with that. As usual he understood the point of it really quickly. The first word he made was your name. That made your heart swell but the feeling lasted for a few seconds because in that very moment you were met with a hard cold rotten truth about your relationship with him.

You had realised that to him you are his whole world, not because he loves you but because you're all he knows. It's because he doesn't know anything else or what more is out there for him to explore. He doesn't know that there are different people, and women much worthy of being with a man like him. Your eyes teared up at the thought so he scooted closer to you and kissed you softly.

"I love you" you mumbled and he made the gesture you taught him last night with his hands. You smiled and kissed him again, you didn't know what will happen when he goes back to Alaska and gets his memory back but you just wanted to cherish these moments with him for now. Maybe they will last a lifetime when he leaves you and you're all alone again.

He laid you on the floor underneath him, kissing all the way down until your head touched the floor. He noticed the mark on your neck and stared at it. He was probably going to heal it but you held his hand

"It's okay I love it, love the marks you give me and I want more, give me more" you rubbed his lips with your fingers, turning your head towards the other side you tapped on the side of your neck, and he sucked harshly. You arched your back into him and moaned his name as you felt so floaty all of a sudden. Pulling your skirt up, he slid down your underwear, taking it off your legs, the floor underneath felt cold just like your surroundings, just like the man on top of you. But your heart felt so warm, your body felt the heat that only increased more and more with every touch of his finger.

You didn't know when he took his boxers off or when he wrapped your legs around him, you only remembered feeling hazy as his cock pumped in and out of you, you have never been fucked on the floor like this, it was new and exhilarating, made you think about the places he could take you on.

Everytime you left him in the morning he just waited for you to get back to him, he just wanted to hold you close, touch you and kiss you. He wanted to know more about you, what you liked, what you hated, he wanted to know everything so he wouldn't do anything that will make you hate him.

He didn't know how your life has been before you met him but the thought of you having other special friends made him feel something different. He didn't know what this feeling was, or what to name it but he knew he just wanted to you to be his and his only. Only he gets to do with you what he was doing to you right now, only he gets to hear the sounds you were making under him and only he gets to love you and sex you up like this.

He growled as the feeling overwhelmed him. You are his, you are only his.

"Ohhh sugar god yess you make me cum so good, I have never felt like this before" you mumbled in his ear as his fingers played with your clit while his hips continued to roll and thrust, he placed his other hand on your face to hold your cheek and you instantly sucked on his thumb. His breath hitched at the erotic sight, filthy images branded in his head as he thought about your lips being wrapped around his intimate part. Then the image flipped and he pictured himself between your legs, sucking on those swollen nubs between your lips, he wanted to taste your juices right from its source.

He wasn't wrong about the several ways you can play with each other bodies and he wanted to do it all with you.

He panted heavily as he finally let go and filled you up to the brim, your state wasn't any better, he exhausted you completely and you loved it.

"I love youuuu" you whispered under your breath and he pulled you closer to him, the moments after he was done orgasming were always important to him. That's when he wanted to shower you in kisses and gentle touches. Not that he didn't want to do it rest of the time.

Next morning you woke up early and went downstairs to the alley right next to your apartment. You saw something there yesterday and you wanted to surprise him with it.

When he woke up he was met with a fluffy moving ball of a kitten in your hand. He growled as he looked at it first

"No growling, she's a friend okay? Say hi to her'' you told him as you pressed a kiss on top of Kitty's head. He tilted his head and raised his hands forward, you felt a little scared giving her to him but you knew he won't harm her.

He purred as soon as he held her then he wrapped his arms around her and snuggled her. You smiled as they both really looked adorable and you wanted to capture these moments so you ran to Phil's apartment and knocked on his door with urgency, then you asked him to bring his camera. He clicked so many pictures of you with Bluey and your new kitty. He told you that he'll get them developed soon.

"We have to name her, a name for her" you told him as he continued to pet her, he wasn't letting her go from his side even for a second.

He tilted his head as he thought of a name then he remembered something he saw in the alphabet book. So he gave the kitten to you and brought the book to show you the page with letter C

"Cat" you spoke the word and he nodded, he pointed towards the kitten and then the picture

"Cat yes she will become a cat someday" he shook his head as you said that and you looked at him confused "Cat? You want to name her cat?" You asked him and he nodded. You couldn't help but smile at his innocence.

"Okay cat it is then, hello little cat" you cooed to her and that made him smile. You taught him to feed her on time and you also made a sweater for her from your old clothes that you didn't need. You didn't want to get her sick as the AC was on all the time. However you decided to not keep her when you were there with him.

Phil already had two cats so you gave her to him for the rest of the day and he dropped her every morning so she could accompany Bluey when you left for work. You just figured that such a cold environment wouldn't be good for a kitten like her. So you, Phil and Bluey all got to have the custody of Miss Cat.

A week passed and you only got happier and happier as your relationship grew with him but you often found him staring out the window and then it made you feel guilty, the way he looked at you whenever you stepped out of the house made you feel even worse. You just knew he wanted to go out there and see the world you lived in. Explore new places, meet new people and learn about them.

What you didn't know was that he didn't look at you that way because he wanted to go out but because you left him here while you went out alone. He didn't want to see the world, he just wanted to live in the world you lived in, with you, for you. He didn't stare out the window because he dreamt of escaping, he just wanted to walk with you on those streets, holding your hand and seeing the beautiful sights together. He knew there were bad people out there but he met someone like you and he was lucky that you found him, that you helped him get out of there. And he wanted to do the same, he just wanted to protect you like you protected him but he couldn't do it if he was trapped in here.

He feared that those bad people would hurt you, hurt his whole world and make her cry from her pretty eyes. That's what went around in his head all the time but you had no idea about it. None

And he only wished he was capable of saying it out loud. Each and every emotion that he felt for you he wanted to share it with you but it was really difficult for him.

He knew you wanted to take him back home when the winter would arrive, you kept saying that to him and every time you told him that his heart broke in pieces, the heart that beat for you cried silent tears.

Because you are his home and he always wanted to stay with you.

Only you.

💚💙💚💙💚💙❤️❤️❤️💚💙💚💙💚

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#loki #loki x female reader #jotun loki x reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader smut #loki x reader angst #loki x reader #loki x reader insert #loki x reader fic #loki x you #jotun loki smut #jotun loki au #alternate universe

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koiseas · 10 months

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Fanfic for the 5 other Reinhardt x Ana shippers in the world, if nobody has my back I know they got my back 🙏 Anyways, the plot is Reinhardt attends the memorial for all of the fallen Overwatch heroes after the explosion and he's reminded of Ana, I finished this at 3:25am, WOOOOOO

The rain hits the window to the castle of Eichenwalde, Wilhelm Reinhardt was the only person inside the building. He'd been alone for years after the events of the base explosion, the only survivor of the original Overwatch team was him and the survivors' guilt was eating at him.

He stood in front of Balderichs armor, he watched as the armor was slowly being consumed by moss and all sorts of vegetation nature offered. He sighed and took a step closer.

"My friend.. It seems that all of this was my fault, I'm responsible for you.. my friends at Overwatch.. what is left?"

He sighed, looking down at himself, bandages wrapped around his arm and chest.

"There's a memorial service being held tomorrow, it's only right if I go.. right?"

He asked Balderich, silence filled the air but Reinhardt didn't hear it that way, he shook his head and stepped away

"I suppose you're right, it's the least I could do, if I couldn't have protected them, I can at least help them rest…"

Reinhardt kept his gaze on his bandages, though he felt something in his pocket. Slowly and painfully, he reached into his pocket, taking out an Overwatch medal. He looked into the reflection of it before he set it down onto the armrest of the seat, turning away from it and leaving his legacy there with it.

Soon enough, the memorial was held shortly after all the chaos, honoring the fallen heroes of Overwatch that once protected everyone. He stood outside as the rain crackled across the sky, unlike a few of the other people that were around to mourn the deaths, Reinhardt didn't have an umbrella. One of the graves stuck out to him, "Ana Amari" it read.

He closed his eyes and sighed, walking over to the grave as soon as the group disappeared, leaving Reinhardt and "Ana" alone. He got onto one knee, taking off the jacket he was using to cover himself from the rain.

"I know you don't like to get wet, Ana.."

He quietly spoke, setting the jacket over the grave, looking down at it.

"You won't have to worry about getting a cold like how you always told me"

Reinhardt sighed, a sad smile on his face as he continued to talk.

"You must be yelling at me now, aren't you? Telling me that I should be wearing that instead? I cannot just leave out here in the pouring rain."

He slowly got up, groaning in pain as he did so. He was damaged, the explosion from the base damaged him horribly. Though, he'd live, he just needed to relearn how to live once again, it'd be hard though consider he lost nearly everything that kept him "alive"

As Reinhardt finished up his "catch up" with Ana, he returned back to Eichenwalde, opening the gates as he walked inside, closing the gates with a loud bang behind him.

"Home.. It does not feel the same"

He shook his head, walking to the armor before he heard a shuffling noise, he breathed quickly as he looked around, feeling paranoid and unsure if he was hearing things or not.

"Who is there!?"

Reinhardt shouted, his voice booming through the castle walls. He grabbed onto his hammer, holding it in his arm as he shakily lifted it up, the weight of the hammer straining his arm.

As he began to walk around the castle, he dragged the hammer alongside him, looking around cautiously before he heard a noise, out of instinct he immediately swung, smashing a desk beside him as his breathing only fastened, starting to panic as his eyes darted around the room.

"Where are you!"

Eventually, Reinhardt had begun to walk around the castle, looking outside of the gates to let himself know that he was alone but to his surprise, around three bodies were outside of the castle, bags around their bodies full of different things from inside and around the castle, they were robbers.

He looked down at the bodies, looking at them with the limited light in his sight, noticing the rising and falling of the robbers chests.

A small sigh of relief came from Reinhardt as he felt a bit more at ease with these robbers who were just unconscious instead of dead. He gently set his hammer down, a yellow shine catching his attention as he crouched, looking at the shiny object that was pierced inside the stranger. He swiftly pricked it out, looking at the object before he recognized it as a dart, the liquid inside of it drained and injected into the strangers.

He thought for a moment, thinking of who would have this kind of technology, suddenly, his eyes widened in realization.

"Ana!"

Reinhardt shouted out, looking around outside for any signs of Ana. He had so much hope that she really was here, nobody else used this kind of dart besides her, he stepped around the bodies as he walked into the bridge, looking around for anything.

Upon the tower stood a familiar silhouette, a sniper in the figure's arm that reflected in the moonlight.

"Reinhardt.."

The figure spoke, it truly was Ana Amari. She slowly lowered the hood off her head, revealing herself as she looked down at Reinhardt before she turned away, swiftly jumping from the tower and disappearing into the shadows.

Reinhardt managed to spot the figure before it was too late, his eyes widening as the moonlight shines onto the figure. He soon fell to his knees, looking at the tower as he covered his face with his arm, quietly speaking to himself.

"You truly are.. watching my back.. aren't you, Ana..?"

#overwatch #fanfic #ana amari #reinhardt wilhelm

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idioticsky · 9 months

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Thank you for everything, mom..

First story for the welcome new campers au! Woooooo! (1,104 word count)

Tw: mentions of child abuse and cartoon violence

Summer is starting to end! It's getting a bit colder and nicer, the leaves are starting to turn orange, red and brown, and everyone at Whispering rock have gone home for the rest of the year... well, all except Sora-. He was hiding under the mess hall in a little hole he found, trying to keep himself from being seen and sent back. He didn't want to go back with his father, all the yelling.. demands.. abuse.. that wasn't home. It was far from it, and just the thought of going back there made him tear up and sob..

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Lili was starting to pack up her bags so she could go see her mom. She was excited to see her after the summer, and she had a whole ton of stories to tell her.

Once Lili finished packing it was time to take a sweep of the camp and make sure no kids where still there, wouldn't want another 15 angry calls from parents this year. So she started her rounds and marked them off on a clipboard once she made sure they were all clear. Once she got to the mess hall, she noticed something strange, there were candy and food wrappers around even though everything was cleaned about 10-20 minutes ago. Where did this come from? Then she noticed something else, a hole.

She knew someone had to be inside and went over to take a look. "Hey, are any trouble makers down here? If so you better get out before I cover this thing." Lili said, waiting for the kid to come out but soon after 5 minutes, there was nothing.

"Alright, I'll start filling the hole up then." Lili said as she started kicking in dirt, and just like magic, Sora came out with a backpack and puffy eyes.

Once he came out a wave of concern washed over Lili. Why and who would make Sora cry this hard, it looked like he just got back from a funeral.

"Hey.. hey, buddy.. what happened?.. Why were you down there crying?.." She asked while sitting on the floor next to him. Sora had told Lili about how he didn't have much of a connection with his father, but not too much. He kept most of it bottled up and away from everyone, but now the floodgates were starting to open before his eyes and before long, he spilled everything about his home situation to Lili through tears and sobs. Everything about his mother's death to what its like at the house now, it was like he couldn't stop even if he tried.

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It took a good 20 minutes to explain everything to her, and 5 more minutes to let everything sink in while Lili kept the boy close. This little emo has been through a lot and never let anyone know! And how could a husband and a father do that to his wife and kid?! What the hell was this man thinking?! No way Sora could go back to that!

Lili had to think of a way to save him and fast, for all they know Sora's father could be here to pick him up any moment now! What was she gonna do then? Worry about him till next summer (if he's even aloud to go by then)? I don't think so. Then it hit her, it was a strange plan for sure and she had to make sure he was ok with it but here goes.

"Hey Sora, how would you feel about me basically.. you know.. adopting you? It might take a while but you can stay with me while we work things out." Lili explained while keeping Sora in a close hug. He looked up at her with such hope and thankfulness his eyes as he quickly nodded and shoved his face into Lili's shoulder with so much force that it almost knocked her over. He was finally going to be free, he was going to be happy.

"Don't think you have enough time for that sweetheart." A man said, he was tall and thin with tan orange skin. He talked like he was western. He had dark long hair and beard and his eyes said something along the lines of "this man has killed before and would again if needed." He wore a suit that looked to be more than lili was paid (and she was paid a good amount). This man was Sora's father.

"I'll be taking the boy, I am his father after all." He said while snapping his fingers, causing Sora to stand up straight and stiff, like he was a soldier, then he quickly grabbed his bag and ran over to his dad. His hands were shaking as he looked back at Lili with fear, pleading with her to help him. To save him. Lili knew what had to be done.

"Good, now let's get home boy. We have a lot waiting for-" the man was cut off by a punch in the face. The man looked at who had just ruined his face with blood, and Lili looked right back at him with murder in her eyes as she hid Sora behind her.

"What was that about taking him?" She said while glaring the man down.

"Heh, this is gonna be fun.." The man then started to pull something out of his jacket, to which Lili stopped him with telekinesis

"Really wanna do that bud? We can get you in more trouble for having a gun in a summer camp then I'll ever get in trouble for beating the ever loving shit out of you." She said with a smile on her face.

"Oh I'm sure alright." The man said while glaring Lili down, to which she didn't give a shit while secretly starting to use is telekinesis on a log behind the man as he started to pull out the gun, ready to shoot Lili right between the eyes. But he was too slow, and before he knew it a log bashed him in the back of the head, throwing him into the lake, then Lili dragged him out and dropped him off at the nearest bus stop before throwing him on. After all of the, she let out a sigh of relief before immediately getting tackled down to the ground by a very very happy Sora.

"Woah!- what's with this?" Lili said.

"Thank you..-" Sora said while lifting up his head to meet Lili's eyes. "Thank you for everything.. mom.." He finished before laying his head back on his mom's chest, happy to be in her embrace forever more.

#psychonauts #lili zanotto #psychonauts oc #sora zanotto #ive had this saved for months people #welcome new campers #product of me being sleep deprived

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catsockpuppet · 4 months

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guysgusy i made a sad fic thing of my oc’s woooooo!

it’s kind of poorly written because i mostly wrote it for me buuut, here.

also, wanna say that there is a mention of unintentional cutting? like cannoli accidentally cuts himself on his claws. idk if him cutting off his fur should be mentioned as a warning but it’s there.

Cannoli sat on ‘his’ bed, curled up in a ball. Technically, he wasn’t even in his own bed, just the bed of some random hotel he and the others were staying in for the night. The apartment was hot and stuffy, making Cannoli just wanted to rip off his fur and sit in a bucket of ice until he froze. Sitting up, Cannoli absentmindedly tugged on his fur before glancing around the empty room. Hades had gone somewhere with Calix and Orchid, leaving Cannoli alone. Cannoli absolutely despised being alone like this. It was one thing for him and Hades to just not be hanging out, but this loneliness was.. Different.

The night wore on, Cannoli could feel every individual second passing. Every click of that stupid wall clock made him feel insane, if he could sweat he’d be absolutely drenched. Cannoli stumbled into the bathroom after finding a pair of scissors in the hotel room and began cutting his fur down. He’d always made a point of keeping it somewhat short, but this was the furthest he’d ever cut it. Even going so far as to cut his hair. Letting the long curled locks fall into the sink. Cannoli looked at himself in the mirror, hating his reflection just as much as he always did. At least I’m not melting anymore. He thought, his hands balling into fists as he looked at himself.

“Fuck!” He hissed, realizing his claws had cut open his palm. Cannoli glared at his claws. Why did he have them? They grew so fast, he didn’t even bother trimming them anymore. Sticking his hand into the sink, Cannoli hissed as the water hit his wound. Refusing to pull away from it until he heard the hotel door slam open, followed by muffled voices.

“Cannoli?” A voice called out.

Fuck. Cannoli turned towards the bathroom door. The last thing he wanted right now was for Hades to see him, it’d be humiliating. More humiliating than if Calix or Orchid saw. A knock sounded on the bathroom door, breaking Cannoli out of his trance.

“You in there, man?”

“Y- Yeah. Come in.”

Hades entered the bathroom, his eyes widening at the sight of Cannoli. “Holy fuck,” He exclaimed, shutting the door behind him before Calix saw. “What happened to you?”

“Thanks.” Cannoli scoffed.

“Dude- Seriously,” He says, stepping closer to Cannoli. “There’s fur everywhere, and-” Hades cut himself off with a gag.

Shiiit. Hades saw the blood. Cannoli quickly covered his hand, hiding it from Hades. “I’m fine, Hades. Honest.”

Hades frowned a bit, opening his mouth to protest before deciding against it.

“Well,” He began, grabbing the scissors off the counter. “At least let me help fix it.”

Cannoli sighed, there was no way he could talk Hades out of this. “Fine.” He responded flatly, watching as Hades stepped closer.

Hades gingerly avoided the wound on Cannoli’s hand as he began to trim the fur, trying to suppress gags whenever he caught a sight of the blood. After a while, Hades finished fixing Cannoli’s fur and hair. Smiling triumphantly at his work. “Perfect!” He hummed, turning towards the bathroom door when Calix knocked on it.

“‘You two done yet? Orchid needs to shower.” He called out, prompting Hades and Cannoli to leave the bathroom. Calix’s eyes widened at Cannoli’s appearance, but he didn’t say anything. Turning away quickly and glancing at the mess of fur on the bathroom floor.

“God- neither of you are cleaning that, are you?”

“I’ll clean it.” Hades offered, causing Cannoli to shake his head furiously at Calix.

There was absolutely no way Hades would be able to handle cleaning the bathroom after Cannoli got blood on the floor. Calix sighed. “I’ll clean it, prince.” He said, stepping into the bathroom and gesturing for Orchid to follow him in. Orchid’s eyes were glued to Cannoli until Calix closed the bathroom door behind them.

“Are you cold?” Hades asked suddenly.

“Hm? No, I’m fine.” Cannoli lied, desperately hoping Hades couldn’t tell. He felt horrible for lying to his best friend, but what else could he say? Tell Hades he was freezing? That’d just make him more concerned than he probably already was!

“Oh! I got an idea,” He said, grabbing all the blankets off his own bed and placing them on Cannoli’s.

Cannoli chuckled, raising an eyebrow at Hades. “And, how will you sleep?”

“I can share with Orchid,” He said.

Oh. Cannoli’s heart sank. That shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did. Why did it hurt so much? Orchid was basically Hades’ kid, why’d he care about Hades laying with them? “Right.” He said firmly, trying to hold in tears as he spoke.

Hades (thankfully) didn’t pick up on Cannoli’s stress, which isn’t exactly a surprise. The guy never presses issues, if someone tells him they are fine he believes it which is both a blessing and a curse. Cannoli watched as Hades sat down on his now-empty bed before following suit and laying in his own. He laid sprawled out and on his back, staring at the ceiling blankly.

“A bee’s wings beat 190 times a second.”

Cannoli didn’t glance at the TV as it was turned on. He already knew what it was, Hades watched it practically every day. The thing was some bug documentary that he’d liked since he was little. Soft purrs filled the room, and Cannoli’s eyes watered. Shit- why the hell was he crying? It’s just some stupid purr.

Calix stepped out of the bathroom, finally having cleaned up the fur. As he opened the door, the once muffled sounds of Orchid humming in the shower became more clear, before it was closed once more.

“Are you seriously watching this documentary again?”

“Mhm!” Hades hummed in response.

Cannoli didn’t bother to tear his sight off the ceiling above him, but he could hear the sounds of bedsheets moving around. He knew what was happening, Calix was sitting down in his bed. He heard Calix and Hades talking, but he didn’t bother to engage or even follow the conversation. It’s not like the conversation affected him, it was just Hades talking to his new best friend. He hated Calix. And Orchid. Why did he hate them? It’s not like they did anything to him. They make Hades happy, so why should he be upse-

“Cannoli?” Hades asked suddenly, breaking Cannoli out of his thoughts.

“Hm?”

“You’re crying.”

He shot up, wiping tears from his eyes. Fuck, they both saw him crying.

“Are you alright?”

Hades’ question felt like daggers through him. His friend’s voice was filled with concern which just made him feel worse. Surely it wasn’t really concern, right? It was probably pity, or maybe he felt guilty because he thought it was his fault.

“I’m fine.” Lie. Liar. How the fuck can you lie to him?

“Okay..” No, no, no! Hades, please, don’t feel guilty. I’m sorry.

“I’m going on a walk.”

Stop me, please. Don’t let me leave.

But Hades didn’t respond, he simply just watched Cannoli walk out of the hotel room.

The night air was freezing, and Cannoli hadn’t bothered to grab a jacket or anything of the sort. He felt a hand on his shoulder. Not a soft furred-hand, but someone else’s. Calix’s.

“Hey,”

“What do you want?” No, stop it you idiot, you’re making this worse. Just talk to him.

Calix didn’t waver, even for a second. He stood his ground, not allowing Cannoli to brush off the situation. “I want to make sure you’re okay.”

Cannoli scoffed.

“Seriously, dude. You cut off your fur, y’know, the thing you need to keep warm.”

“I can keep warm perfectly fine.” Liar.

“You’re shivering.”

Cannoli didn’t respond, ignoring Calix as he started walking down the sidewalk once more. Calix kept up.

“What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing.” You fucking liar.

Calix sighed, continuing to follow Cannoli down the sidewalk. Keeping up with ease, even when Cannoli purposefully walked faster to try and lose him.

“Hades told you to be here, didn’t he?” Cannoli hissed.

“No,” Calix shook his head. “He told me to stay. But something’s wrong with you, and I want to know why.”

“Why do you care? Your job is to bring Hades back to that hell hole he lives in.”

“Yes, I know that. But-”

“Don’t try to come up with an excuse. You’re in love with him, and that's the only reason we aren’t home yet.”

Calix didn’t respond, Cannoli had struck a nerve and he couldn’t help but feel proud of himself.

“Listen,” *Calix began, his voice softer than usual. “If this is about Hades, I’m not trying to ‘take him from you’ or anything like that. Once you guys are home, I’ll probably never see you two again regardless.”

“Okay..”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s.. It’s okay. I’m sorry for overreacting, it’s just.. He’s all I really have, y’know?”

“I know, now- let’s get back to the hotel room before we both freeze.”

“Yeah,” Cannoli chuckled. “Let’s.”

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They returned to the hotel room, finding Hades sat on one of the beds with Orchid in his arms. He lit up when he saw Calix and Cannoli enter.

“You’re back!”

“Mhm,” Cannoli hummed, sitting in bed next to Hades. “Sucks for you. You’re stuck with me.”

“I guess it does,” Hades responded, gesturing for Calix to sit with them.

Calix sat on the other side of Hades, who readjusted a bit so they could both share Orchid’s weight on their laps. Cannoli sat on the edge of the bed, unable to repress a smile as he looked at the two.

Everything was going to be okay because he had them. He didn’t just have Hades, he had all of them. Cannoli sighed contently, watching as the three fell asleep.

#ocs #original character #oc #fanfic #well #i am the creator and i wrote it #my fic #idk #deathblossoms #cannoli oc tag #cannoli defo has like #abandonment issues #bro tears up whenever hades is talking to calix or orchid hc he gets scared #SORRY IF THERE R TYPING ERRORS AND JAZZ #IM SICK WHIEL I WROTE THIS #totally not projecting #btw

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metablood · 2 months

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Oh no Shinsou !

(feel free to make this a comic strip) tw : mention of self harm, mention of domestic accident (nothing too bad)

Class 1A and 1B are enjoying a sunday afternoon outside. Sero and Mina made water baloons so everybody is changing for swimming suits.

Denki : woooooo, cool scars Shinsou, how did you get that ?

Shinsou arms are covered with short cut scars, matching the two others he has on his cheek and eyebrow. He also has some on his chest, tummy,neck.

Kirishima : Yooo that's so manly !

Mina *rushing to them, angryly whispering* : sssssssshut up both of you, it's not ok to ask about people scars ! Especially with guys like him !

Shinsou, hearing everything : hey what does that mean ?

Mina : eeemmmmm... nah nothing I just, I don't want to assume...

Shinsou : You know wearing black clothes and listening to goth music does not automatically mean you cut yourself right ?

Denki : There's also the make up !

Shinsou : What make up ?

Denki : the eye liner, or eye shadow, i don't know...

Shinsou : ...

Mina : ...

Denki: ...

Shinsou : So, first of all, these are all natural eyebags.

Mina : (thanks Denki I was too afraid too ask)

Kirishima : Impressive ! Your eyebags are so manly ! You are too tough to sleep !

Shinsou : And second of all, I got these scars because my mother cleaned the windows too well when I was 8.

Denki : how does...

Shinsou : I ran back home after playing outside, I was thirsty, and I thought the kitchen's glass door was open. It wasn't, it was just really, really clean. I had a total of 98 stitches.

Denki : This is nice how sometimes I'm not the one who did the most stupid thing !

Shinsou : See ? I'm here to support you, let's share the stupidity ! Now all the windows and mirrors at my parent's have stickers on it...

Koda : This is actually very useful for birds !

Shinsou : wtf this one can speak ?!

#class 1A #class 1A shenanigans #shinsou #denki #mina #kirishima #short fic

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eliyafreeman · 10 months

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hi hi :3 ask game thingyzzz

💐 and ☕️!!

(btw cutest selfship ever! never forget gordon loves u very much!!)

Hiii !! Tysm for the reply !! <3 (tysm I'm tearing fr me and him love all of you,,, 🥺💗)

💐: How did you two meet?

I will make it short since the story is L O N G- (this seems long but trust me that's just a small portion of it all)

We basically met at Black Mesa, him keeping his crush on me a secret as well as I do. But he is so good in hiding his feelings and staying in character so I haven't seen a single sign of him interested in me, while him seeing my head down so my eyes won't meet his. I was depressed and suicidal too so... It is based off the me from the past months (I am finally cured !!). But he did approach me in a friendly-like way but keeping his tough stoical being at all times. Even while giving me short comforting hugs at sudden times... He was always concerned about my health and being. Until I was much comfortable around him to at least tell him my past until I moved to Miami and started my work as an Ecologist in Sector F Lambda Complex in Black Mesa (I must address that in my story I am 20 years old after I moved from Israel to Miami away from my family since I have family members there in the US). The true romantic spark has happened while in The Resonance Cascade, us fighting aliens and the US Military and saving the human race together. He started being open more about his romantic interest in me, while me trying to deny saying negative stuff about myself and reasons why he should look elsewhere for love. He obviously ignored my bad sayings and he cracked the code for me to be open to him romantically, and it was easier in this tough time. And our first kiss will maybe be me and him hiding somewhere in Xen to rest (maybe in a crystal cave or smth-), being exhausted and our HEV suits and faces covered in blood and alien substances... And he holds me in his arms... His love has cured me and he makes me happier than ever... In the end ? We were both hopelessly devoted to each other... And love at second sight actually.

(I SHOULD DRAW THE KISS SCENE HXKSIXHHCJXJZ,,,,)

(AND THEN WE GET MARRIED WOOOOOO 🥺💗 <December 13th 2022>)

I swear he is like a big bandage on my shattered heart I swear,,, 💗

☕: How do you comfort each other on a bad day?

We cuddle, cuddles and sweet whispers in each other's ears are the medicine...💗👉🏻👈🏻

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aprillikesthings · 4 months

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OKAY time to do more She-Ra rewatch woooooo

I mean to get started on this hours ago pffft okay at least two episodes tonight and THEN an edible (if I watch it while high I'm not going to remember a damn thing, okay)

s1 ep5!

(At this rate I am never going to finish. On weeknights I have to watch anything in the living room, where other people are, but I can't find my wired headphones, and my laptop is an old macbook that hasn't been able to find anything on bluetooth in YEARS. I need to look harder for my damn wired headphones!!)

I keep thinking someone super-nerdy has to have made a proper map of Etheria

Oh, they did! Of course they did. There's multiple fan maps out there, actually. Nice.

[EDIT: also her dad's retired? Like, okay. I get that the reason they say it that way is literally "he's not DEAD but he's not important to the plot" but like, that implies that he also no longer gives a single fuck about his kingdom or the fate of his people. Or his own daughter. Also retired where. Is there a retirement home for former Princesses]

ALSO as I was digging through old posts of Nate's on twitter I found out that when people get his published autobio comic signed (I've read it, but on Kindle) they've often taped over or crossed out his old name on the cover, and he thought it was sweet--though it doesn't bother him to see his old name.

But Netflix should still fix it. 😤

Every time someone pointed out something they needed, the music stopped and then started over--that was a nice touch lol

I feel bad for skipping the intro every time but I have to admit I do not enjoy the song much. There's nothing *wrong* with it, it's just not my thing at ALL.

Blobby creature on the left looks like a Pokemon doing a sexy dance, help

UHHHHHHHH

like I know that thing is its ...nose? mouth? and it drinks from the bottle with it right after this shot but THAT LOOKS LIKE A DILDO OKAY, like one of those smallish smooth silicone ones for people new to pegging

Too hard to capture without video but Glimmer's POV literally pans up on someone with a sexy hourglass figure and she makes a little noise, ahaha

I struggle with Sea Hawk. As a character he's great. But from my POV as a viewer he is in fact kind of annoying sometimes

"Just because Sea is in your name doesn't tell us anything about your actual qualifications" this whole scene is just lampshading the dumb names She-Ra is saddled with because of the original series in the 1980's being made to sell toys.

"It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve parsecs!"

I know everyone knows that Bow and Glimmer are both bisexual but still

they're both such himbos sometimes lolol

"Last week, on She-Ra--"

I love the way they introduced Scorpia.

also how did she make it to Force Captain when she's so kind and goofy

(while going through my own old spop posts I kept mentioning that I knew Scorpia would eventually change sides, but it still took WAY longer than I would've expected given what she's like)

Catra's hatred of water (and the way she consistently reacts to Scorpia just picking her up for hugs) is great, I love it when they lean into Catra being a cat

"What are you some kinda furry" no I am a furry ally, there's a difference

...no comment

Also I get that there's all the jokes about shanties but his song actually sounds like an homage to Gaston's song in Beauty and the Beast

The way Catra's voice goes up in pitch here is hilarious.

I know this becomes a whole Thing that Adora can read it and almost nobody else can, but just noting that Mermista's palace's walls have First Ones writing all over them

So Mermista's dad was part of the Princess Alliance? I wonder if "Princess" is just the gender-neutral word on Etheria?

Voice-acting Mermista must've been so much fun. I feel like she was inspired by Daria.

This reference ages me, doesn't it lol

See, I keep forgetting stuff. But I did watch these episodes in like 2019.

If the characters were allowed to curse, Mermista would've said something like "what the fuck??"

I remember watching a thing where a few SU voice actors were talking about recording "efforts," which these little kinds of sounds for when the character is doing something physically difficult.

The problem of course, is that I'm rewatching this show so I can write a fic with explicit sex in it, and so my brain is like "heheheh are these also her sex noises"

(I'm going to headcanon that and you can't stop me)

do they ever address where he's from I forget

I...immortal? I mean obviously we know they *can* die because otherwise their world would be literally overrun by princesses (plus, y'know, the thing later) but wait how did I miss that

ALSO I can't get a good screenshot but Kyle is playing a ball-and-cup game in EVERY SCENE HE'S IN

eheheheheheheh

wait hold on

Here's a post of Daci and doing that two different times

Also it's not far off from the ASL for lesbian, which is part of why me and Daci did it

I am reminded of this post.

Like, is she insulting Adora or attempting to flirt?

(yes.)

A bunch of fics have mentioned all the scars Adora has from Catra fighting her, and this is the first time we see that during the show; but I can't help wondering if Adora didn't already have faint scars somewhere from when they played as kids? (I know she gets much worse ones later.) It's not like a childhood in the Horde is idyllic or gentle and I doubt they were discouraged from fighting/rough-housing, and I can easily imaging a child!Catra not being good at knowing how hard she was scratching someone.

EHEHEHEHEHEH

Okay, so Catra taunts her and literally injures her, and THEN Adora is able to fix the gate?

Is she motivated by spite or the adrenaline rush/complicated emotions around seeing (and being manhandled by) Catra?

(yes)

this shot is deeply hilarious

Also yayyy Mermista has joined the Alliance

Also also I had to edit this post bc it turns out you can only have thirty images per post, whoops!

One day it will take me less than two hours to make one of these posts >_<

Catra is still convinced (or pretending to be convinced) at this point that Adora's defection is temporary, huh.

#april rewatches spop

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Lee!Dream Month - Day 1

ITS LEE DREAM MONTH!!!! WOOOOOO

I am starting a day late BUT that doesn't mean I'm any less excited for this awesome event. thank you again @fluffallamaful for sharing this idea with everyone and letting us participate in this event with you :))

if you haven't seen the event post, you can click here to look at the prompt list/rules and check out llama's blog <3

lee!dream month prompt 1 - tummy tickles

lee!dream, ler!sapnap, 796 words

enjoy!!

"Dream?" Sapnap spoke softly, voice barely above a whisper as he carded his fingers through the soft, slightly damp dark blonde hair in front of him. Dream grumbled in his sleep, nuzzling his face more into the pillow as he was reluctantly pulled from his slumber. "Dreamie, hey, wake up for a second." Sapnap gently sat on the bed, pushing away the strands of hair that had fallen in front of Dream's face just in time to see his eyes crack open.

"Hm?" He mumbled, blinking up at Sapnap.

"Good morning, pretty boy," Sapnap said in his same soft tone, continuing to scratch at Dream's head soothingly.

"G'mornin'," Dream mumbled again, this time with a wide smile spreading across his face. He cracked his fingers before clasping his hands together, pushing his hands against the wall above his head and arching his back as he stretched. He let out a groan as he did so, hearing a few other joints crack before he went limp against the bed again, eyes properly opening to look at his housemate.

"How are you feeling?" Sapnap asked as he took the cold washcloth from the tray he'd brought in and folded it up, reaching out to dab it against Dream's forehead, cheeks, and the sides of his neck to help cool his body down.

"Still feel gross," Dream explained, letting Sapnap work his magic and letting out a happy sigh when the cool fabric touched his neck. Almost instantly, even though it wasn't true, he felt as if he was 10 degrees cooler. "M'all– like, I'm all sticky and sweaty even though I jus' took a bath… and I'm all stuffy and sniffly, but it's not even helping, y'know?" Dream emphasized his point with a pathetic sniffle, closing his eyes and relaxing against Sapnap's touch.

"Yeah, I hear you. And you're all cold and hot at the same time no matter how naked you are or how many blankets you have?"

"Mhm, yeah, exactly," Dream confirmed, eyes fluttering open when he felt Sapnap pull the cloth away and fold it back up on the tray.

"Mhm. Well, I wasn't sure what you would be willing to eat, so your mom said to bring you soup and water with ice and lemon, so… that's what this stuff is. There's also tissues, and ibuprofen, and I'll leave the wash cloth here too for you if you need it. I had it in the fridge so it should stay cold, but if you need me to re-wet it just shoot me a text and I will, or if you need anything reheated or refilled or anything. I think that covers all the bases, right?"

Dream nodded, smiling as he looked over at the tray as Sapnap gestured to it.

"Thank you, like seriously. I would be drowning if I had to deal with this stupid cold without you."

"Of course, anything for you, you little cutie," Sapnap punctuated his sentence with a pinch to Dream's cheek, earning a shy giggle from him. "Alright, I think that's everything. I guess I'll let you get back to sleep, you could definitely use the rest." Sapnap turned to walk toward the door, but before he could step away, he felt something grab onto his arm. "What's wrong, do you need something else?" He asked as he looked back at Dream, who wore a newfound nervous look on his face.

"No, s'just, um… can you… Ca-can you stay?" Dream asked with a hopeful tone, looking up at Sapnap. Sapnap swore he could feel his heart expand at the sight of Dream's big doe eyes, and he found that he would rather be slapped in the face than say no to such a request.

"Of course," He whispered instead, climbing into bed behind Dream and sliding under the covers, laying one arm over Dream's side. They both relaxed into the position, and within a few minutes, Sapnap's fingers were absent-mindedly trailing up and down the sides of Dream's tummy.

He didn't realize until he heard the giggling.

"Sahahap," Dream said, voice muffled by a pillow as he nuzzled back into it. "Tihickles-hehe…"

"Do you want me to stop?" Sapnap asked, and after a few seconds of giggle-filled silence, he saw Dream shake his head. "Okay then."

"Sh-shuhut uhup," Dream mumbled, wrapping his arms around his pillow and pulling it closer to shove his face into it.

Sapnap only chuckled in response, continuing his soft tickling until Dream's breathing evened out and his shoulders fully relaxed. He ended up falling asleep soon after, waking up a few hours later to see Dream's water half finished and his hand held loosely between the long fingers of his recovering best friend.

He wouldn't want to spend his Saturday any other way.

#lee!dream #ler!sapnap #llamas lee dream month #thanks again llama for letting us all do this with you <3 #cals writing

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