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nunalastor · 22 days

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Appleradio Secret Marriage au part 6:

(I will be signing most of my asks with (~☆) since though I love being anonymous, I also need to be known since I'm an attention whore. And yes, I am also writing a Radioapple "Partners in Crime" au.)

(Let me thank Entropyatropa (hope I got the user right) for the kind reblog! I don't think I could write a 100000 word fic, but I do hope you enjoy this little au!)

Vaggie had previously hated the radio demon. Being raised as an angel taught her prejudice against demons and through her time in hell her opinions against him only solidified continuously.

She was fully prepared to fight him when he'd first arrived in the hotel, since she was probably the only always battle-ready one there and she needed to protect her family – even if the only one she actually cared for was Charlie, and maybe that pig of Angel's.

But for some reason he was somewhat kind? Offering his help with little to no things in return because he "wanted entertainment"? Unbelievable. It would be easier to believe that Angel hated sex – which, for Vaggie, was terribly hard to believe.

It was so unbelievable she almost burst into laughter, patting the radio demon on the shoulder and saying "Good joke." Which she stopped herself from doing. Lucky she had a lot of self control, especially so since she used to be an angel – she'd literally been raised holding back all her desires, even the innocent ones.

But it was visibly true that he wanted to help, irrefutable when he brought two more demons – Husk and Niffty, he called them – and volunteered their help. Kind of him, despite the fact that both of them were forced; Niffty was questionable though.

It was the way the radio demon treated her more as a daughter than an actual demon, or rather, someone he owned. It was the way he seemed fond of her. The way she seemed psychotic, almost yet not quite like him.

Now don't get Vaggie wrong, Husk was also suspicious. But less so. He visibly hated the radio demon, calling him every insult in the book but even Vaggie could tell there was an established line he wasn't crossing. She could see how he'd sometimes stand too close to the radio demon, the way he would sniff the radio demon – always a metre apart but he was smelling something and he liked the scent.

It was just different with Niffty and Alastor, since with them it was clear they were some sort of a criminal duo. Yet with Husk it seemed more like Stockholm syndrome, or something like that.

But of course, she didn't voice these concerns out loud. She didn't want to diminish the light in Charlie's eyes when they'd gained three more members to the hotel. It meant more chances for redemption and so on. Vaggie didn't really believe in it, but she wanted to support her girlfriend through everything.

They'd shared a gaze, communicating silently on whether to allow this but Charlie was too excited for Vaggie to refuse. So they were added and Vaggie was almost jealous at how quickly Charlie and Alastor got closer.

Alastor seemed to know too much about her, and even Charlie felt this way. Especially since they'd even talked about this at dark, on a weekend where Alastor would mysteriously disappear without warning or explanation.

And when Lucifer, or Sir Lucifer, or the King of Hell, or her future father-in-law, or Sir King of Hell, or Charlie's dad, or Lilith's ex-husband, or Father, or maybe just Lucifer in the end visited, things made even less sense. The way he'd almost forgotten that time existed when he stared at Charlie and Alastor for what could've been minutes with a dumb smile on his face. It was even more sweet than the way Charlie looked at her, and that was saying something.

And it made even more less sense when they seemed so domestic together, forgetting their rivalry in mornings when they'd tiredly prepare breakfast making their food exactly how the other wanted it without even a request, like telepathy. Vaggie also would wake up earlier than Charlie so she would see Lucifer tiredly latching on to Alastor as they'd prepare things and then after about ten minutes he'd slowly let go, whining as he did but still letting though. And then ten minutes after that Charlie would be down and the two girlfriends would just watch Alastor and Lucifer being sickeningly sweet together.

It was obvious they both could care less about Vaggie knowing. And she didn't know what to feel about it. Was this them saying they couldn't care less about her existence or something.

No, was Alastor manipulating her future father-in-law? It could, but then she'd see the look in Alastor's eyes and it reminded her of the way she and Charlie would look at each other. So she decided to keep their secret, it was their unspoken truce.

Vaggie didn't know what to do with this, though.

(Yes it is Chaggie. They're just too cute for me to take it away.)

(Clarification with Vaggie. Alastor and Lucifer would forget she was with them. In the beginning they were wary, didn't make much mistakes in the morning with her watching but soon the mornings would become habits and they'd forget about her. Lucifer would allow his clingy side to show and soon it was just a morning routine for them. Alastor would still prepare Vaggie's breakfast and give her some but he would forget she's watching. He did eventually remember but couldn't be bothered to stop the routine. Vaggie doesn't like nor hate Alastor but in the future she will think of him as family and will eventually call him mother when she gets married to Charlie. Charlie, when Alastor reveals the relationship to the whole hotel, will begin to call Alastor mother too. Yes, Vaggie likes Angel's pig more than she likes Angel himself.)

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uyuforu · 4 months

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Hi. How do I read a vertex persona chart? I tried to understand if I am supposed to read it as a natal chart or not when looking for the meaning on Tumblr. Let’s say I want to understand my fated career or lovelife how do I read when x planet is in y house in z sign? For example venus in 7th in scorpio is that the type of person I am meant to attract or live with or even be in a relationship? Or virgo mercury conjunct MC in 11th am I meant to work in a communication-skilled job? I gave random examples but I am very confused especially because I don’t know how to interpret it with the aspects. Thanks in advance.

First of all, when doing a vertex pc, make sure to put the asteroids you want: for example for your love life, put juno, briede, groom, etc...

Vertex PC is supposed to make you see about your fate, so if you add asteroids in certain topics, you'll see more about a certain fate. I'm gonna take mine as an example.

Vertex Persona Chart Analysis

This is Uyu's Vertex PC, I added love asteroids for examples on love life.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ My Rising is Leo here, and rising is all about appearance. Many people have told me before that whenever I enter in a room, I have people's attention, people stare at me. Some people told me I look like the sun, and this can explain why. Im destined to shine, or to look like I shine. This is the aura I have. (without any huge ego lmao, this is really compliments people gave me) Because the degree is 24 (Pisces) this could explain why I have "shiny eyes", some people think I cried but im just existing lmao. Pisces rising makes people look angelic, and some people have told me I look this way, I look very innocent.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ My North node is in 12H Cancer and 27° (gemini), I was destined to lead a spiritual path, and maybe on my feminine side. Cancer is ruled by the moon and moon rules over the mother in astrology, I did also help my mother having her spiritual awakening. The degree is like talking about it on social media, and this is what I do.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Pluto and Chiron in 4H Sagittarius, my parents divorced when I was a baby, and it caused me a lot of pain later, because I was far from my dad and he didn't take care of me much. I was also constantly around adults and never children my age, and it caused me developing a more mature side earlier than other children, and it was hard to make friends or feel comfortable.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Vertex in Capricorn 5H, could be destined to have children? Also the degree is Cancer, so it could totally be that. Destined to be a mother, a leader in my family.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Juno in 6H Aquarius and 20° (scorpio), girl, my FS is aquarius sun LMAO. He also has strong pluto/ scorpio influence in his chart, he looks very scorpio like. He has a stellium in 6H too.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Uranus in 6H Aquarius could be about being destined to have a non conventional routine, and mostly also a job. Aquarius Uranus people really pushed society to think outside the lines, and I can contribute to that with all that is part of working and having a routine. I do as I please.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ DC Aquarius 24° (Pisces), so my FS is Aquarius Sun and Mars and his Mercury + Venus are in Pisces, funny thing. But also, this could be a sign of me marrying a foreigner, someone who is living in a different country than me, someone away. It could also be meeting FS on social media. Moreover, the pisces degree could be a spiritual connection with him. And he is my TF. This placement also indicates that I date foreigners mostly, or people who are very different from me. Also could be meeting most of my partners online, and this is what happened.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Venus in 9H, most of my ex are from a different country than mine, I tend to be attracted to foreigners. I also love to travel.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Mercury in 9H, im veryyy good at learning languages, and it's a gift of mine that I really love. It was like this since I was 4 yo so one could say it's destiny lol.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ MC and Sun (in 10H) conjuncting veryyyy closely, could mean destined to have success in career, or become someone famous. I also have that in my NC, my Sun in Leo exactly conjunct my North Node in Leo both in 10H. So you know lol.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Sun and Jupiter exactly conjunct in 10H, meaning I can easily attract good contracts. I always have been lucky into finding contracts or jobs easily. It can also be natural luck in one's life. Like feeling lucky.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Saturn in 10H conjuncting Jupiter and Sun, meaning I can attracts long term contracts, or even good stable contracts when it comes to my job. But it can be also struggling about finding what I want to do.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Mars in 10H gemini, I can have a job related to social medias, talking too. Or doing a job in another language than mine. It can also be having a lot of drive and ambition about my job.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Moon Cancer 11H, I am meant to have deep emotions and accept my emotional side. I cry easily and I feel emotions very deeply. I can also romanticize life. In 11H, that means my emotions can be seen online or in the internet, but it also means my relationships with the others is what makes me emotional. I need to accept to show my emotions to the others. Because my Lovelock conjuncts it, I can have show people I love them easily. The Lovelock is in Aries degree, making me very physical about my love (kisses and cuddles).

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Amor conjuncts Venus in 9H in Taurus, I fell in love and met my FS in a foreign country. I also dated foreigners quite a lot.

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Alma (represents Soulmates and TF) in 8H Aries with 3° (Gemini), I met my TF/ FS online and we talked first but I didn't want to continue. But since we met we are obsessed with each other? Can't stop thinking about each other type. In Aries, things went pretty quick between us. Which was scary, and since it's in 8H, im not surprised I was scared lol!

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Union in Libra 3H 23° (Aquarius) conjunct Groom in 21° (Sagittarius). I met my FS in a foreign country, and we first talked online before. We had love at first sight when we met. He was in the country to attend a wedding at that time (Libra).

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Hope it helped!

- uyu

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peachypinkygloss · 10 months

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Congratulations!!!! Your fics ara amazing, truly deserved.

For the game I thought about werefox!Tae and Shepherd daughter! OC or Shepherd! Oc 💭

thank you so much for the request, love 🫶🏻 love u, mwah 💋 xox

renard

You find an injured fox near the sheep pen and decide to save him.

pairing: werefox!taehyung x shepherd/human!reader

genre: hybrid au

warnings: mentions (no explicit description) of wounds and injuries on tae, tae really isn't well poor baby, maybe the start of a relationship 👀, little over 1k.

a.n.: i'm not super familiar with hybrids au, i still hope you like it! i'm not sure if that's what you meant by shepherd (had to google what it was 🥲), but i think it fits the scenario anyway ^^

This is part of my 2k milestone celebration! Here is the post for the drabble game if you want to participate and send in a request of yours! 🤍

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You didn't expect anything to be caught in one of the many traps your dad's set up around the house and the sheep pen. He put them there so no wild animals could disturb the sheep, like wolves or lynxes.

Initially, you were just coming to check on the sheep, as you usually do in the evening. This time is different, though. As you walk along the enclosure, the area closest to the forest, you notice an orange ball of fur.

You squint your eyes, approaching step by step the animal laying on the ground. You gasp and cover your mouth with your hand when you recognize an adult red fox, breathing with so much difficulty.

You crouch down, the animal being too injured to acknowledge your presence, and see one of his paws caged under the sharp teeth of the trap. The fox is really in bad shape, his right ear has a slit and he has a few scratches on him, his fur stained in blood.

It looks like he's been in a fight, maybe defending himself from another predator, and unfortunately got caught in the trap. He's still alive, but you don't know for how long. You have to help him, there's no way you can let him suffer alone.

After struggling awhile with the trap, you've managed to free his paw. You got him in your arms, careful to not hurt him in any way, and went back to your house. Luckily, your dad isn't home, so he won't question you about the injured fox in your arms.

And anyway, you doubt he'd let you bring a wild animal in the house. Especially a fox, he doesn't particularly appreciate them.

In your room, you place him on your bed. You pet him gently, he seems to be sleeping, it'll be easier to heal his wounds that way. He's lucky you found him because you don't know how he'd have survived otherwise.

You wonder what happened to this poor fox. Could it'd been a hunter instead of another animal? Maybe, everything's possible. Nature is quite unpredictable and dangerous, even more when humans are a part of it.

You decide to go search for the med kit you remember to be in the bathroom. You've never been confronted to a situation like this before where you had to take care of a wild fox, but you'll do your best. It must not be so different from a human.

You have to disinfect, clean the wound and cover it with bandages. You hope stitches won't be needed because you're not very good with these. Your hands are really shaky right now, you wouldn't be able to be precise.

When you come back into your bedroom, the fox isn't there anymore. You start to panic, having no idea how he could have disappeared in such a bad condition. You check your closet, look under your bed, behind the door, in your drawers, but there's no sign of him.

You suddenly hear a loud noise from downstairs, sounding like dishes falling down on the floor. You don't think twice and rush to the kitchen, hoping to find the fox there.

As you step foot into the kitchen, your heart skips a beat at what you discover. There isn't a fox, but an unknown man, looking even more confused than you are. The blanket you had wrapped around the animal is covering his body and one of his legs is visibly injured, the exact same one the fox had his paw caught in the trap.

You look up at the man's face and you're met with scared eyes, staring back at you as if you were the stranger here. You don't understand at first, but as you look into his eyes, you come up with the craziest conclusion.

What if he is the fox?

Everything ties in. The blanket, the wounds, the pain and fear passing through his eyes.

"Are you... are you the..." you take a pause, the word kind of stuck in your throat. You're making a wild guess. As far as you know — or used to know — humans can't turn into foxes.

But there's so much you don't know about the world in general. Maybe the pain prevented him from transforming into his human form and that's why you stumbled upon him. It makes sense, but also doesn't.

"The fox I saved?" You finally say, stepping closer, which stresses him out and results in him backing away. You don't move closer, not wanting him to fear you, but you really don't know what to do.

While he backs away, his back hits the countertop and he winces at the contact, almost falling down, his sore legs unable to support his weight. You come to him in a hurry, catching him before his body brutally meets the kitchen's floor.

"Shh, it's okay, it's okay," you reassure, voice soft and gentle to not startle him. You let him sit on the floor, back against the cabinet. You kneel beside him and extend your arm to reach the med kit you'd let down while you were rushing toward him.

He whimpers, really sounding like a hurt animal who just doesn't know how to ask for help in any other way than yelping loudly. You open the kit and pick up what you need.

You choose to make him take the pain killers first, but he seems to not know how to swallow pills so you crush them into powder and put it into a glass of water for him to drink. Next, you disinfect the many cuts on his body and clean them correctly. You do the same for the major wound on his leg too and cover it with bandages.

You've finally treated every wound on his skin. You notice his eyes are closed and his bangs covering his forehead are damped in sweat. His head lolls back and forth, seemingly having a hard time enduring the pain he feels.

You can't help but stroke his cheek, feeling how burning hot his skin is. It makes him flutter his eyes open and your gazes connect immediately. He's no longer afraid of you, seeing you as someone safe, someone he can trust, you hope.

Your hand doesn't leave his cheek and you're surprised when he lays his own over yours. You don't move, you stay like this and look into each other's eyes like it's a way of communicating.

"Taehyung," he eventually breathes out and your eyes light up, understanding he just gave you his name.

You say yours back and he smiles, the last thing he does before falling asleep.

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lu-vin-it · 1 year

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I've never requested before so idk if I'm doing it right and also idk if this is what u meant by soulmate au so feel free to just ignore it if it isnt- but maybe something where soulmates have the same mark or symbol as each other, and daryl and reader's is the little skull tattoo that he has on his hand?

Group of Outcasts

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Pairings: Daryl Dixon x Reader

Pronouns Used: None Mentioned

Word Count: 1,552

Warnings: None

A/N: Tysm to @stqrluvr for proofreading!!! Also one of the characters may or may not be named after @lov9r 🤫🤫

The day you got your soulmate mark was supposed to be the best day of your life, and for most, it was. However, when you get a skull on your hand, a lot of small minded— small town people, kinda go crazy. Plus, it didn’t help that you already had a bad rep around town due to your Mama leaving and your Daddy being a drunk. You were seen as trailer trash and nothing more.

It didn’t bother you all that much, it was a small small town and people were going to judge. You got used to the glares from Mrs. Thompson when you passed her house, the way the sea of students would part when you came down the hall, and the way police officers’ would pay extra close attention to you when you were around.

So even after you became an adult and your Daddy died, you stayed in that town, it was all you knew, after all. You kept dealing with the glares, the parting, and the spying.

Then people started getting sick. And people who were sick became these monsters. So you packed up your shit and went off. You lived alone in the woods for a while before coming across a group of 7 people. There was Timmy, a nice man in his fifties who was accompanied by his wife, Mia, a woman in her thirties, and their 8 year old daughter, Charlotte. There was also Cece, a seventeen year old girl who was desperate to prove herself to the group. And Grace, a twenty-something year old who reminded you a lot of Annie from Annie Get Your Gun. And last but not least, Johnny, a 16 year old boy, and his Dad, Sydney.

You very quickly became the leader of the group. You led them around Georgia for a while before you ended up being caught by some walkers and lost everyone but Charlotte, Sydney, and Grace. So now here you are with 3 people to look after, despite being barely able to look out for yourself, stranded in the middle of Georgia with nothing.

You were fucked.

“Y/N.. when are we gonna be where we’re tryna be?” You let out a frustrated sigh.

“Grace, I dunno how many times I can tell you. We aren’t going anywhere specifically. We’ll just find somewhere dry to camp for a bit. I don’t know how long it'll take for us to find somewhere like that so please have a little patience.” She glares at you in response. You return your eyes to the road ahead of you. You’d been through these parts many times searching for other signs of life but.. there was nothing. You often found yourself wondering if you four were the last humans alive.

“Take a left up here. Should be a neighborhood right down the road.” Sydney says, pointing at an intersection. You do so.

A few hours later you were slowly making your way through the neighborhood when you realized that Charlotte was missing.

“Sydney, where the hell is Charlotte!?”

“I.. I dunno she was just here..” Your heart drops.

“When was she just here? You were the one in charge of her, where the hell is she?”

“I—“

“Sydney.”

“I helped her get out of the truck and.. and I thought she was behind me.” You let out a chuckle. And then another one, and another. Soon you were hysterically laughing. “Grace, go look for Charlotte around the truck.” The girl nods and runs off. “You and me,” You poke him in the chest. “Are gonna talk. What in the hell were you thinking?”

“I was thinking; she ain’t my kid. She won’t ever be Johnny. You keep putting us together as if we’re gonna click just cause I’m a— I was a Dad. That’s unfair.” You scoff.

“Unfair? What’s unfair is that Charlotte lost her Mom and her Dad within ten minutes and now the man she looked up to left her for dead. That’s unfair. How about this? How about I leave you here.” His eyes widened.

“You wouldn’t.”

“I would.”

“Uh.. Y/N?” You hear Grace yell. Your neck snaps to her direction where a man with an eyepatch is holding a gun to her temple.

“Don’t take another step.” He says, his voice is coarse.

“Let go of her.” You spit back, pulling your gun out.

“I don’t think you want to do that.”

“I think I do. Let her go.”

“Why should I?”

“Because if you don’t, I’m not afraid to blow your fucking brains out.” He laughs.

“You couldn’t get me from this distance.” You see Grace slowly reach into her pocket and grab a knife.

“Couldn’t I?” You tilt your head to the side.

“N—“ Suddenly, the man starts screaming in agony. Grace had stabbed him in the neck. He fell to the ground, his gun going off a few times in the process. Grace grabbed the gun and shot him in the head. You run up to her.

“Are you okay?” You put your hands on her shoulders. She was shaking.

“Did I just.. I just killed him, didn’t I?” You sigh.

“It was you or him, Grace.” She nods slowly. “Now let’s find Charlotte.”

Thankfully, you did find Charlotte pretty quickly. She was hiding out in the truck after she realized she had forgotten her knife.

Two days later, You, Grace, and Charlotte were getting some much needed sleep inside of a shed while Sydney kept watch. It wasn’t too long before the shed door burst open, waking all of you. Sydney slowly walked in, a man following him with a crossbow raised.

“Who the hell are you?” You jump to your feet and stand in front of Charlotte.

“Names Daryl.”

“Okay, Daryl. What do you want?”

“How many people are in your group?” You furrow your brows.

“Syd, Grace, and Charlotte.” You pause. “What do you want?”

“How many walkers have you killed?” You squint your eyes.

“Man what are tou talking about? Why would I keep track?”

“How many people have you killed?”

“What? None! What the hell is wrong with you?”

“One.” Grace whispered.

“There’s a community, ain’t too far. If we leave now, we can make it by dawn.” You glance at Sydney and Grace.

“You’re just gonna barge in here, pointing a crossbow at Syd, ask me these unsettling questions and then invite us to move in with you?” You shake your head. “Go to hell.” The man stares into your eyes for a moment before removing the glove from his right hand. You look at him with confusion before finally realizing what he was showing you. He had a skull tattoo on his hand identical to the one on yours. He was your soulmate. “Oh.”

“So you comin’?” You nod slowly.

“Yeah, we’re comin’.”

The drive to the community, Alexandria, was quiet. Daryl barely spoke and you had the feeling that it was an all the time thing, not just because he didn’t know you. When you arrived at Alexandria, the gate opened almost immediately. You were welcomed in by a man named Rick Grimes. He asked you guys some questions before showing you to a house.

It seemed too good to be true. There had to be some sort of catch.

“Y/N! They’re having a little shin-dig tonight to welcome us into the community, you coming?” Grace asked as she walked into the house. You had been reading a book on the couch for the past day.

“No.. you gonna take Charlotte?”

“Yeah... That book good?” You nod mindlessly. “Must be.. ain’t seen you interactin’ with anyone at all. Not even your soulmate.” You glance at her. “Well.. if you change your mind.. I’ll see you there.”

That night, you could hear the party happening all the way from your house. It was disrupting your book. Okay, and maybe you felt a little guilty about being so curt with Grace.. So you got up and walked to the party. You stood on the sidewalk staring at the house for a bit, wondering if you should go in. Parties were never your thing. People were never your thing. Was this even a good idea?

“Hey..” You turn around, startled by the sudden voice. You’re relieved to see Daryl with two men behind him.

“Oh, Hi.”

“Er.. This is Aaron and Eric, guys this is Y/N.” You muster up a small smile for the men.

“It’s nice to meet you both.”

“Likewise! Are you heading in?” You glance at the house again and shrug.

“Not sure if I’d be welcome.”

“You can join us if you’d like? We always have dinner together when they throw parties. You can be a part of our little group of outcasts.” Aaron offers. You look at Daryl who raises his eyebrows. You nod.

“Yeah, okay.”

Dinner was lovely, although you didn’t talk much, you found yourself enjoying the company of the three men very much.

“Maybe you can join in next time too!” Aaron said as he waved to you.

“Absolutely. Thanks for having me.” You waved back and started walking to your house.

“Y/N, wait!” You turn around to see Daryl running towards you.

“Yeah?”

“Mind if I walk you home?” You smile.

“Not at all.”

#daryl dixon imagine #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon x reader #soulmate au

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shiro-ravs · 7 months

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hii<3 can u do an one shot where mark hoffman is y/n's dad and gets mad when amanda is flirting with y/n?

amanda x reader

synopsis: you get grounded by your dad (hoffman) as amanda is flirting with you.

tw: age gap (y/n is 18, amanda is 30); hair pulling; sex toys; light spanking; dom amanda; sub y/n; lesbian; calling names; mommy amanda

You and your dad are just walking out of the place where Amanda is working on her new trap. Hoffman, John's apprentice and also your father - was helping her with it. And you? You were there just because of boredom. And maybe to admire Amanda, as she was the hottest woman you've ever seen. The way she- "Y/n, are you okay?" Huh. You realized you have been staring at Amanda's lips for few minutes now, meanwhile slightly biting your own bottom lip. "Yeah. Sorry, what were you saying?" you responded. "I said Hoffman's waiting in the car. I'll see you tomorrow, beautiful." A blush crept up your face when you heard the last word, how she called you beautiful. She noticed your red cheeks, so she walked up to you and whispered into your ear. "When will you stop being so fucking cute, baby?" Oh well, this caught you off guard. Amanda touched your hips softly with her fingers, which made you feel goosebumps. Suddenly, a sound of a car door slamming interrupted both of you. It was your dad, of course. You shifted your gaze at him. He was smoking a cigarette, looking at you. His face immediately said that you're taking too long. Amanda quickly turned around and left without saying goodbye. Without any choice, you approached the car and got in the front seat. "What did I tell you before?" He asked in an aggressive tone. "That Amanda is your rival and I shouldn't talk with her..." "Exactly young lady, and here I am, watching you flirt with that dumb bitch who sees me as an only heavy lifting useful guy." You knew he didn't like you talking to her, but you couldn't help it at all. "I'm sorry daddy but I really didn't mean to!" Tears start to appear in your eyes, as he screams at you. "Fuck it. You're grounded. No going out of your room for a week." You stayed in silence the rest of the ride, sobbing quietly. Feeling of breeze on your face was perfectly relaxing. As you were looking throught a window, you noticed someone under your house. Gasp escaped your mouth when you realized it's Amanda. She pointed at you and gave you a sign to come. You jumped out of the window onto her arms. You sat on her bed just like she did. It was awkard, because until now you only watched her working on traps. "I know how you look at me, pretty." she confessed. At first you were clearly confused, but after awhile you understood what she meant. As you were about to respond, she pinned you down on the bed and looked in your eyes, grinning from ear to ear. "And I also know how much you want me to fuck you." Amanda undressed you. Since you were the only one naked, it felt unfair but also made you more and more wet. You didn't expect one thing. Her soon grabbing a vibrator. She pressed it against your clit, making you whimper her name. "A-Amanda~ Nghh~" "Please.. Mm...~" Amanda kissed your lips, suppressing your moans, then neck, tasting your skin, and finally your nipples. While holding your wrists, she turned you over to make you now bend on your stomach. "I-I think... Ahh.. I'm.. Ngh.. going to cu-" "Not so fast, Angel." She spanked your ass and pulled your hair. "Be a good girl and make mommy proud~ And I'll name my new trap Angel Trap." she whispered. Amanda put the vibrator aside to then put her lips on your cunt. You groaned as she licked your hole gently. You quickly felt mommy's tongue twirl neatly in you, which caused you to cum almost immediately, drooling over. And that wasn't the last time you came tonight.

#mark hoffman #amanda young #amanda young smut #saw #saw smut #amanda x reader #amanda x y/n

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phoenixyfriend · 2 years

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Not Just a RomCom: CodyWan AU

This actually did start out as a vaguely normal modern AU but then we all got distracted. Set up with help from @bytebun and @catboydogma.

Single dad Obi-Wan has a pottery studio. (Technically he's parenting his siblings, but he believes he deserves the Respect of a successful single parent.)

Anakin is, as per usual, just. Being incredibly rebellious and uncooperative with Obi-Wan's attempts to be a parent. Anakin, on a rebellious streak (number eighteen of the year) decides to skip out on Obi-mandated college application hours. Yes he wants to be an engineer, but Obi-Wan's pressuring him right now, and he does not want to do what Obi-Wan wants him to do, even if the thing Obi-Wan wants him to do is meant to help Anakin do what he wants to do. Anakin uses his sudden free time to go to the mall and, seeing a pop-up stall for modeling, decides to give it a shot. He's a pretty guy, he can probably do this, right? Can't be that hard!

(You know. He's eighteen. Maybe nineteen. It's that age.)

(Also it is VERY hard.)

Enter Cody, who is not technically, in and of himself famous… but he is the top modeling agent in the country, by virtue of having sourced and negotiated all of Bly's top runway and editorial models, and the guy who is now 'discovering' Anakin Skywalker.

I feel like there's a specific energy to amputee male model Anakin Skywalker and I like it very much.

I was just. Rolling around 'people of similar ages and maturities who have vastly different life experiences, and going 'hm, this is why power/maturity differences are a way bigger issue with teens and early twenties but way less of an issue in middle-aged people.'

Obi-Wan isn't a Big Name With Big Responsibilities, but he has been more or less single-handedly raising his brother and sister. Like yeah his friends and stepsister help out sometimes, but he's been doing this mostly alone since he was twenty-five. He also runs a small business as an artist/creator, and does all the management for it (taxes, advertising, insurance) himself.

Meanwhile, Cody helped out with his own younger siblings, but he was never the primary adult in their lives, and he's got a position that works around communications and networking, and a lot of the management bits get delegated, so it's…. IDK

It's a weird balance that does work out but it feels very odd and strange to both of them at first, especially because there's a Big Difference in financial statuses and the whole 'you are my little brother's new boss, sort of.' I think they initially connect over the parenting-younger-siblings aspect of their lives.

I'm torn between "he does plates and bowls on a wheel" and "he does insane custom fantasy pieces like overly detailed dragons."

Come enjoy this completely normal romcom [take note of the dragons they will be important later]

I do know that, whichever it is, he does classes, including "Wine and wheel" nights where people come in on dates to take a pottery class while tipsy. It's like drunk painting nights.

I want Cody taking Obi-Wan out on the fanciest dates, like the kind of NYC restaurant where an entree is $200. Sometimes dinner turns into "bitching about Anakin" sessions.

Obi-Wan: I cannot help you. Cody: You raised him. Obi-Wan: Yes. But you are the one who signed a contract to keep him around. You made this bed. Lie in it.

"I inherited this can of worms. You grabbed it off the shelf, paid in full, and were then surprised that there were worms."

Side note I've decided that the head of his legal department is Padme. She and Rex (IDK what his actual job is?) are in competition to gain Anakin's affections. IDK how legal that is but Padme probably ensured it was fine before she got involved.

Alternately, Rex is a fellow model (he's using it to pay for college) and he can flirt with Anakin as much as he wants (which is usually not that much), and Padme can't.

She wants to! Anakin is flirting with her! But. Legally. She can't. (Yet.)

Padme: Until your position has been secured in such a way that I cannot influence it, I cannot date you. Anakin: 🥺

And now we get to the part where it is... not just a RomCom.

Because I was... trying VERY hard not to talk about The Last Dragon chronicles (you know, The Fire Within, etc.). And then I did. And now it's part of this AU.

Quiet subplot to the entire romance and Anakin's modeling journey is the fact that Obi-Wan and Ahsoka are just making sapient dragon statues to hand out to their friends.

Obi-Wan: Okay Cody, as a symbol of my affection, here is a statue of a dragon. It's got some props that are related to your passions. It survives on your love. Cody: Aw, that's cute. Thanks. Cody, that night: [hears some small scraping noises and weird shuffling] Cody: [looks up and sees the dragon statue moving] Cody, whispering: what the fuck

HE THOUGHT HE WAS IN A ROMCOM WHAT IS THIS

Anakin is not very good at the dragonmaking. He tries, for Rex and Padme, but he's. Not very good at it, at least not compared to his siblings. Ahsoka has to go through it with him, step by step, so the dragons are Worth Giving.

They gotta be perfect.

Obi-Wan definitely makes other things as well but the Dragons are absolutely magical. (Vases and plates and whatnot are easier to sell, though.)

The one he made for Anakin (right after Qui-Gon and Shmi died) has a cyborg arm, because it just felt right. Ten years later, Anakin lost his arm in a freak accident, and everyone was like oh.

I feel like Obi-Wan's dragon might actually have a shield? Because he defines himself in large part around protecting and raising his siblings. His dragon is also less 'dragon' and more 'Boga the varactyl.'

Cody's needs to be something about connection and networking, since his whole thing in this AU is making connections and figuring out how to put people where they need to be. I'm partial to a spiderweb hanging from the end of the statue's raised tail, and also he's got a tie on.

Padme's comes with a fountain pen. Rex's has jaig eyes and feathered wings. Unrelated, I do think he's studying to be a social worker.

I'm not entirely sure what I want Ahsoka's role to be, insofar as what about her is reflected in the statue. I think I'm going to say she's a skater girl, so her dragon has a board and knee/elbow pads? Or possibly a paintbrush. IDK. Still poking her open.

A giant eastern dragon statue that watches over the house from a central location as a vestige of Great-Grandpa Yoda. It is in fact bigger than Yoda himself. It's one of those incredibly long and complicatedly coiled ones.

I think I really enjoy Anakin being just. Really bad at clay stuff compared to Obi-Wan and Ahsoka. Ahsoka is happily being primed to take over the family business one day.

What Anakin does eventually turn out to be incredibly, terrifyingly good at is steampunk dragon automatons.

Like this but it's real and it moves:

(Source)

And you assume it's just like. A windup toy? And it is... when you're looking. If you look away (or it trusts you), it moves on its own. When Anakin's dragons move, everyone just assumes there's a battery or something.

Anakin's just really excited that he can continue the family tradition but like in his own way. Fuck knows he can't really do anything on his siblings' level with clay, but he can do clockwork.

It's the GG fan in me popping out, nothing is cooler than steampunk automata with minds of their own.

#CodyWan #Anidala #Rexwalker #Rexanidala #Obi Wan Kenobi #Commander Cody #Anakin Skywalker #Captain Rex #Ahsoka Tano #Padme Amidala #dragons #pottery au #modeling au #phoenix posts #star wars #the clone wars #modern au #Crossovers #The Fire Within

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razor-tits · 5 months

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A very long and over due life update.

So, to start this off I guess I need to back up. Let's start in October. It feels like yesterday but also a lifetime ago. Things were...ok I'd say. Boring, routine, the only shake up was my hormones ran out and my job was changing our insurance, so I had to cancel my follow up appointment for bloodwork and a refill. But then I got some bad news from my parents.

My dad had a heart attack and was in the hospital. He was ok, but he needed surgery. First they thought just a stent, but then decided he needed a triple bypass. I have a pretty good relationship with my parents, but we're kind of distant. I live a few hours away and only see them around the holidays but we talk on the phone weekly. My dad can lean a little on the conservative side but both of them are the absolute salt of the earth. They're done so much to help me and I felt powerless to be able to help. I couldn't leave work and felt like there was nothing I could do.

The next couple weeks were rough, my dad was staying in the hospital, my mom was going back and forth staying with him and taking care of my grandma, who is in her late 80's and has a litany of health issues. On a Friday I finally managed to make the drive home and spend the weekend there. Seeing my dad laid up in a hospital gown tied to machines is something i'll never forget. He could get up and move and acted like he was ok. But he's one of those guys you meet and you think he's invincible. The kind of guy that put a new roof on our house with a broken finger and can't turn away a stray animal at the door. Some family members I hadn't seen in a long time came and went over the weekend. Thoughts of our own mortality set in and I realize this could be the last time I see any of them.

I've lost people before. Some of them suddenly and unexpectedly. Others who's death was almost a sigh of relief after fighting for so long. I never got to say goodbye when my friend died and I hope he knows how much he meant to me. I don't want to feel that again, ever.

The day of surgery came. He was in the OR for 3 hours but it felt like an eternity and a second at the same time. A few hours after that my mom and I were able to see him. He was extubated already, which was a good sign. But he was on heavy medication, incoherent, coming in and out of sleep. But he knew I was there and that's all that mattered.

I had to leave and make my way back to my parents to get my dog, and then make the 2 hour drive back to Ohio and go back to work in the morning. At this point I knew my dad would be ok, he just had to get through recovery. But now thoughts of my own health were worrying me. I'm not in the best shape, I don't exercise or work out. I've already had surgery to fix stomach problems. Everyone on my dad's side has heart problems, and everyone on my mom's side has cancer and diabetes. There's not much I do to prevent any of that. I'm in my 30's and I feel it, maybe more than I should.

Over the next couple months my mental health continues to fall. I had a birthday and spent it sick, as I always seem to do. It's always a rough time of year for me. Seasonal depression kicks in, I get older, and another year passes. My dog, my best friend, the reason I kept myself alive, is getting old. I see it more and more every day and it breaks my heart.

The holidays came and went. I saw my grandma for the first time in a few years. Always wondering if it will be the last. Despite that, this year I never felt less in the holiday spirit. I used to love this time of year, now I desperately try to enjoy it, but part of me just wants it to be over. The best part seems to be a few days off work.

At this point it should be noted I have not restarted hormones. My identity has always been more in flux than i've let on, and maybe that needs to be it's own post, but I don't know if I want to start again or not. I don't know what I want, I don't know what my goals are. I don't know who i am. Beyond basic hygiene, I really don't even feel like taking care of myself most days. I pretty much always feel melancholic. I'm not angry, I don't get excited, I don't have much joy. My sex drive is non existent and I have no desire to do...well, anything.

New year's comes and I honestly couldn't care. It feels like another day. My gf and I go out and have an Ok time. I'm just so tired all the time it's hard for me to go out and enjoy myself like I used to.

And then, a couple days ago my landlord calls. We have to move out. Not sure when, but probably soon. I'm heartbroken and panicking over it. We absolutely love our house. We've only been here about a year and a half but it's been wonderful. It has plenty of room, privacy, it's quiet. We can leave our doors unlocked and packages aren't stolen off our porch. We're allowed both of our dogs and all 3 of our cats with no issues. We've invested so much time and money here. My gf is close with the owners and their children, who were the previous tenants. We even thought about trying to buy this house off of them when their other kid moves out of the downstairs apartment. And it's affordable. Anything else like what we have now will cost double and we can't afford that.

Our last apartment was tiny, cramped, dark and ran by an awful property investment company. And now we have to deal with that again. If we can even find a place where we can take 5 animals. We can hide 2 of the cats, but not all of them. We're in no position to buy nor do we have the time to go through the process. My gf said we may have to find 2 different apartments and live separately for a while. Just the thought of that brings me to tears. I can't live without her, I can't live without our pets. We're a family. I don't know what to do.

Since I got the phone call I've done nothing but panic, contact rental agencies and weigh my options. None of them are good. Best case scenario is we move in a smaller, worse place, paying more rent.

Nothing is going right for me. I know this isn't insurmountable and nothing that people haven't gone through before. But...god damn I need a break and I can't get one.

#i just needed to vent #dont reblog

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aleksa-sims · 4 months

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RL Simself Story ⛈️

We had just arrived at Damien’s Mom's house. The thunderstorm continued, so Nico and I had to spend the night there. As I wanted to call my Mom, to tell her not to worry, Ana also called me, to tell me Daniel was back home. I was confused!?... I couldn’t believe it and I was annoyed by some things Ana did. Why was she at our place to talk to D.? Why is Ana meddling in my affairs? I mean, I get it! She was worried about him, she loved Daniel, just like my whole family did. But why did she have to mention that.... Lexi- shit? And why does she always think Alex is responsible for D.'s & my probs? Anyway, it pissed me off. And Nico was sitting right next to me while I was on the phone with Ana & my Mom. So he knew it too now, that D. was back. 😞

Me (to N.): I’m so sorry.... But trust me, it doesn’t change anything. I promise.... Uhm... I'll step out for a sec. I-...I have to call Ana back.

Nico: It's raining buckets!! Where you going? It's crazy out there.

Me: I-.... I just have to get out. Don't worry N., it's-... it's all fine. ok?

Nico: I'm going with you. 😟

Me: No! Please, don't. I just need to be by myself for a while. 😞

I'm so stupid!!! No one was out in the fucking weather, expect me, fool!... I had some questions for Ana. She said Daniel seemed high to her. I wanted to know why? Why did she think that? Well, Ana meant D. smoked, when she saw him. Actually, she was right. Daniel only smoked when he was high, or when we tried to get off that damn durg. I was worried about him, but at the same time, also mad. By now I knew, that Daniel saw Irena, just before he left 4 months ago. He was in her apartment. I didn’t know why he was there, at Irenas and his former place? Irena didn't want to tell me more.

Ana: Where are you anyway? Are you out there alone?

Me: Ah... yea, I'm alone.... Agh, Ana? Um... shit. The reception here's poor. Wait, I’m going in a different direction. Maybe it's better there?.... I think I’m gonna call Daniel.

Ana: You should go back to the house, to N. Just text Daniel. Tell him you'll be back home soon. But you don't have to call him, now A.!

Me: I’m afraid to tell him, Ana... And I feel so shitty about N., too. I'm so horrible. 😞

Ana: Yea. I get you. But Nico knew what he was getting into.

Me: Still, he also has feelings. N. is not an ass, as you all think. And I love him.

Me: Ana?.... Hello?... Ana!... Ugh, shit. 😨

Perfect timing. My phone died. 🤦‍♀️I was so absorbed in talking to my sister, that I got lost! I had no reception near Damien’s house, so I went in a completely different direction, but now, I did not know where I was? I decided to go back the way I went. Couldn't be so difficult, I thought....🧐

I was wrong! I got a.... little mental breakdown?... I wandered blind through an unknown area. Because of the heavy rain I could hardly open my eyes. I started to panic. I couldn’t use my phone to call N. He’ll think I left him, to rush home to Daniel. I was so worried about that. Nico told me himslef, just a few days ago, that he doesn’t trust me anymore. He's gonna hate me! 😨 And my Baby won’t have a Dad or a family bcs of me. 😭... I tried not to think about it, but about the tips my therapist taught me, to better deal with my panic attacks. And yea, I calmed down. I looked around again. I tried to concentrate to keep my eyes open. I saw two houses in the street where I was. I made my way towards the houses, to ask someone for help. But then I changed my mind. Somehow I didn’t feel good about ringing at strangers. I was afraid a psycho could lure me into his house. 😬 Yup, that's from watching so many horror movies, Ik!

Besides, I noticed that the road I was on, was a sign pointing to a bar and some shops, that should be just around the corner. I decided to try this first, before... well, I get killed by a sicko. Believe me, I have often run into some sick guys in my life. That’s why I was so insecure.

Meanwhile the others were starting to worry about me. Nico couldn’t find me outside and my phone was off too. He asked Damien to help him look for me. Oh, and the electricity was cut. Allegedly, an important power pole was damaged by lightning. 🤷‍♀️

As you can see, I did not end up in a bar, but went to a shop that was open. I was so relieved when I saw other people there. They were surprised by the thunderstorm. Now they’ve been stuck in that small twon for two hours. They couldn’t get home. The streets were closed due to flooding and some other probs. Anyway, I was looking for the shop assistant to ask if I could use their phone. I just wanted to call N. to tell him where I was. Finally I found a young woman standing behind the counter, admiring herself in the mirror and taking selfies. I think she was about to go home? She grabbed her bag and hung it over her shoulder....

Me: Hi!... Um, excuse me?... Sorry, I don’t want to disturb you. Um, may I short use the phone here somewhere? I’m not from this area, just visiting, but I got lost. I just want to call my boyfriend so he doesn’t worry about me.

Girl: Oh, hi!... Sorry, but we are having technical probs with our phone connection atm. But, you know what? You can use my phone for a second. I hope it works. I just got off the phone with my brother and my mom. Let's try.

Me: Omg, I know you! (😡) Is your brother Damien?

Yes, I met Diana. Damien's Twin Sister. Let’s see if she remembers me? 😒... Oh, and btw, I didn’t really get lost. I just have a terrible sense of direction! Damien’s house was only 2 blocks away!!! So I went in the right direction, but.... somehow I didn’t recognize the surroundings. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #myrlgameplay #rl story #cw addiction #cw drugs

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innytoes · 5 months

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uhm... 👉👈 Ray hitman AU? maybe? if you were up for it? pretty pretty please? 🙏

-For those who don't know I made a shitpost about Ray being a hitman because I looked up housing prices in Los Feliz (and how medical debt works) and SIR HOW THE HELL DO YOU AFFORD THAT HOUSE ON A PHOTOGRAPHER'S SALARY.

-It starts when one of the Petal Pushers has a very abusive, stalker ex. She had tried everything, but even with a restraining order, it isn't enough. Law enforcement just shrugs and suggests she moves (again) after 'someone' breaks into her house, ransacks it and kills her cat.

-It's not like Rose and Ray meant to kill him. But it's what happens. They manage to make it look like an accident. They never tell Violet, but deep down she knows.

-Somehow word gets around and they suddenly have a booming side hustle of taking out abusive spouses, partners, exes, stalkers, etc.

-Ray starts to take on the most of the wet work, with Rose doing the research and being his alibi.

-He's always been a great shot. He won Rose so many stuffed animals at carnival shooting games that they had to start donating them to shelters.

-They do have very strict rules on who they work with and who their targets are. Ray gets very good at stalking people with a giant long distance tele-lens. Both the people who hire them (to make sure they're telling the truth) and the targets.

-The prices they charge vary, and they even have perfected the scheme of 'take out life insurance on him and we get half of the pay out' for people who are in a bad financial situation. Those are trickier because he has to make the deaths look like an accident.

-Listen I'm not saying a few of the plants in Rose's Plant Wall in the studio are toxic. Of course they aren't, they have children running around in there.

-The ones under the grow-light in the attic though....

-He tells everyone he's a photographer but really, he only knows how to work the tele-lens. Rose jokes he could become the world's greatest paparazzi if he wanted to.

-Rarely does he get up close and personal with the targets, but he did made an exception once when 'My Ex Is An Abusive Scumbag number 87' really, really wanted Ray to know the client was right by going after his kid from his first marriage, because his favourite target (their client) wasn't there to take his rage out on.

-He starts hitting the gym after that because it was a liiiiittle too close for comfort.

-As spoken by @floating-in-the-blue: THAT'S WHY HE'S SO FIRM.

-They buy a big house and have money to send the kids to summer camp and fancy music school and the likes. When people ask he just smiles and shrugs and said he signed an NDA so he can't talk about most of his Big Photography Clients.

-Carlos and Julie think their dad is the biggest goober and he totally is. He forgets where he put his phone because he's too busy with the 700 other details of his job. He can tell if any of the parts of his work-toolbox have been moved even a millimeter.

-Just imagine Reggie like: wow Ray really does a lot of research about his photography clients, I wonder if it's like an engagement shoot or something.

-IT WAS NOT AN ENGAGEMENT SHOOT. There was a shooting, though.

-He's a little shell-shocked but still follows Ray down to where he meets the client to promise her it's done, and she cries and tells him thank you and mentions some of the awful things the guy has done or threatened to do, and then he gets it.

-They stage it to look like a break-in gone wrong. Reggie helps knock some shit over when they're distracted like: he's a ghost there are no finger prints. He stays after Ray leaves and watches the woman 'come home' and call the cops. She's either a really good actress, or the tears are just more tears of relief.

-He's really, really glad the abusive guy didn't come back as a ghost though, that would have been so awkward.

-Reggie decides that Julie can never, ever know.

#julie and the phantoms #not!fic #I wrote a thing #ray molina #rose molina #reggie peters #Reggie is the best little ghost accomplice #he's been a distraction from people who might have noticed Ray 'working'#he's calmed down pets and kept them out of the way #(nobody noticed the little cat toy floating in the living room while Ray finished the job in the bedroom after the guy 'OD'ed')#has he haunted a few people Ray's been researching so they have a few awful days before they die mysteriously? Perhaps #he's also alerted Ray about stuff that either meant the potential client was lying or all was not as it seemed #or if things were even worse than they seemed #did he spend the day curled up under a pile of Luke and Alex #because he had to subtley tell Ray there was a WOMAN CHAINED UP IN THE BASEMENT?#he doesn't wanna talk about it #hitman ray

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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 2 years

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It's the first time I send you an ask and I'm nervous lol just I want to know if you have some fics where Stiles is total flirt towards Derek like dancing to him or making risky comments or just doing something that set Derek off, like just Stiles being seductive in general

I loveeeee your blog💕💕💕💕 I always checking it for new fics to read

Aw thank you! Here you go.

Dancing in the Street by wulfnerd (nerdwrites)

(1/1 I 100 I Teen)

Derek enjoys Stiles’ dancing. Maybe a little too much.

(Strip)tease by hailtohale (MissAntagonist)

(1/1 I If You Keep Following Me I'll Call Your Mum by ScorpioGirlFromMars(2/? I 2,007 I Explicit)

Driving me Insane by Viet_joker

(1/1 I 2,604 I Explicit)

Stiles is seriously driving Derek insane. He always had control, up until the worker at the drive-thru window had an interest in Stiles, and Stiles seemed somewhat surprised and probably interested. Derek was going to show that Stiles belonged to him and only him.

Five Time The Pack Made Assumptions About Stiles (+ one time they were right) by graveltotempo

(1/1 I 3,530 I Not Rated)

There are 5 things the Pack is sure of: 1. Stiles Stilinski is a virgin 2. Stiles Stilinski can’t defend himself 3. Stiles Stilinski doesn’t have friends outside the pack 4. Stiles Stilinski can't dance 5. Stiles Stilinski has terrible fashion sense Apparently, they were all wrong

Beastly Lover by M4nEat3r

(19/? I 8,767 I Explicit)

"So what does the name BeastlyLover mean anyways? Does it have something to do with the Disney movie? Are you a beast, Beast?" "Actually, yeah. Something like that. "Care to elaborate? "To make it quick and to the point, it means that if you ever have the pleasure of having sex with me, I'm going to fuck you like a beast." "...Oh." "Getting shy on me, LittleRedRidingHard? Didn't think you had it in you." "SHUT UP!"

-OR-

Stiles signs up for a werewolf dating site and meets someone, but who he ends up with isn't who he expected.

Set a Song for Me by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

(1/1 I 11,573 I Teen)

“You did a favour for a stranger?” the sheriff asked, surprised. “You won’t even do a favour for me.”

“Your favours involve chocolate and salty snacks, damn straight I won’t do you any favours,” Stiles insisted, pointing an accusatory finger at his dad while leaning back against the counter, taking another large sip of coffee. “Some guy lost his phone and was calling it hoping someone would answer. That someone was me. He said he’d had some drinks and couldn’t come grab it right then, so we agreed to meet at the station this morning. I didn’t realize ‘this morning’ meant the ass crack of dawn.”

“It’s not the ass crack of dawn, that was at five thirty-seven, according to the weather app on my phone.”

Stiles let out a sarcastic laugh and flipped his dad off. The sheriff gave him a look, but he didn’t reprimand him, clearly able to tell Stiles was miserable.

Bad Habits by Fudgebug

(12/12 I 108,296 I Explicit)

"Mmmmh pretty.“ Stiles purrs in a way that makes a wild fire torch the planes of his skin. He knows Stiles is drunk and that the boy would probably stroke a pineapple and compliment its attractiveness, but Derek can’t help the way his heart starts to be a huge backstabbing dick, thundering uncontrollably against his chest. It’s painful, because Derek knows it isn’t real.

A story about goody-two-shoes Derek crushing on a Polish Prince Charming with a drinking habit - also the universe keeps on shoving astral poop into his face. It's utterly spectacular.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #first date #flirting #anon

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Yearling Stuff

Hi Yearling Besties!

I have a few asks sitting in my inbox right now that I'm stalling on replying to. I usually reply to things that aren't for stories as soon as I have a spare minute but there are a lot with spoilers, so I'm going to leave all Yearling-related asks in my inbox (spoilers or otherwise) until Monday. Thank you for being patient with me!

On that note, there is something spoiler related below the cut. I've seen some questions about one big thing from Chapter 22 and I thought I'd lay some of it out!

If you're jumping away for now, thank you for reading and for being here. For everyone else, see you on the other side. Love you!

The big reveal in chapter 22 is what I've mentioned building toward in the past. Here's the breadcrumbs, for those who might want to revisit things!

Chapter 4: When Bambi thinks of how Joel might be tied to Ellie, she notes that they don't look alike but that they could be like and then stops herself. That was about herself and Savvy, less about specific appearance and more that they were family without being blood.

Chapter 6: Joel thanks Bambi for teaching Ellie how to dance. Bambi looks distant for a moment because she's thinking about Savvy.

Chapter 7: Bambi knows how to help William's teething because she helped Savvy through hers.

Chapter 8: When Bambi remembers Marisa and begging her to stay, she asks her to stay "for us." She didn't mean for her and Marisa, she meant for her and Savvy. She's also specifically grateful for another "adult" not another person when Marisa shows up. She had another person in Savvy.

Chapter 9: The dream Bambi has is the dream version of the memory of teaching Savvy how to shoot. They have the same conversation, almost word for word, in chapter 22. Bambi looks for her at the former raider encampment they find at the end of the chapter.

Chapter 10: Bambi says Ellie would understand if she's a parent. She's speaking from experience. The trip to her former home was to see if - maybe - Savvy had ever come back and left some sign that she was there.

Chapter 11: Bambi says she can't replace what she lost because she lost her child. Her interactions with Ellie in this chapter are particularly maternal.

Chapter 12: You see/hear Savvy's name for the first time. When Bambi remembers back to the night she first encountered Ben, she gives Ruger and Gattling the command Savvy. That's their command to protect her.

Chapter 14: At the start of the chapter, she was buying time for Savvy to escape.

Chapter 16: We meet Savvy's dad but no direct hints to Savvy.

Chapter 17: Bambi recognizes that her and Joel have suffered the same losses - their children.

Chapter 18: Bambi talks to Ellie like a parent and tells her she wouldn't fully understand until she's a parent. She's speaking from experience.

Chapter 19: Mark leaves because he's going to take care of Laurel in the last few months of her pregnancy and take care of his child when she's born. She also thinks this about Ellie: "She wasn’t your daughter but it felt like she could be. You’d protect her like your daughter." She was thinking about protecting her like she tried to do for Savvy. She tells Joel she's never "loved someone I haven't lost," that includes Savvy. She distinctly empathizes with Joel when he talks about he pain he was in after Sarah died.

Chapter 21: Bambi's sadness at lost time on Christmas morning was because she never had this with Savvy and the things that could be better or different was Savvy still being with her because she'd been able to keep her safe in a place like Jackson. Bambi looks for Savvy again when she sees the small footprint in the snow.

That's most of them, I think. I may have forgotten some, honestly! Some are definitely bigger than others. I was surprised no one questioned the teething stuff or when Bambi said she liked having another adult around with Marisa. But it's been very fun weaving a character that's unknown to the audience into this story! I hope you enjoy it now that you're in on it, too ❤️

Thank you so much for reading this whole thing!

#fanfic #joel miller x female reader #yearling

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yoinkschief · 9 months

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Hello Jay, I would like to hear your headcanons about Tom and his mom 👀👀👀 Go on, speak into the mic 🎤

AAA HI NEIL I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED

Taps mic 🎤 ahem

Buckle in cause this got absurdly long I did not expect to get this long omll

So I guess I'll begin when he was younger,, when his mother and father first got married they were just going into their 30s, and while weren't actually trying for a kid they did end up having one: Tom

Barbara (Tom's mom) was ecstatic at having a kid whereas Peter (Tom's dad) was terrified, he knows he has anger issues and is very aware of how he's gotten easily frustrated with children in the past and doesn't want to get angry towards his soon to be son (though Barbs has been a dear with helping him and his anger, truly he'd be in jail by now if not for her)

Fast forward a bit, Tom's born and while Peter isn't magically cured of any anger issues, Tom is just the sweetest little guy and he, genuinely throughout his fatherhood, has not once gotten angry at his son. Gotten angry a good few things, but his son and wife weren't in that list

Tom is also born completely nonverbal (this is a little reference to how 2004 he's drawn without a mouth,,, I know that all the characters are at this time because mmm animation but in most fanart of 2004 only Tom is the one kept without a mouth because that and his one eye gives him creechur vibes I love it so I incorporated it like this) due to his autism, and he did get formally diagnosed early on due to this

It's a bit of a struggle trying to figure out what he's saying but he's a quick learner for how to read and write so if he can't get what he's trying to say through hand motions or actions he'll go and write it down (at least when he gets around 5yo, the years before were hard and they had to learn a weird, Tom version of sign language,, to clarify not actual sign language just learning what motions of his mean what)

One interaction I think about a lot with Tom and his mother is in Tom's youth when he's, maybe, 4? And he sees his mom shave her hair for the first time. Tom didn't like the sudden change as she looked like a different person and was having trouble understanding why it was gone

It took Barb a while to fully understand what he meant, why he was crying and whatnot, but finally able to sit him down in her lap he started making a lot of motions towards his own hair and then Barb's, and the interaction goes something like this:

"Are you talking about my hair?" Barbara quietly concerns, gesturing to her now bald head.

Tom made small grunts with wide eyes, rocking in his mother's lap incessantly.

"Okay, okay," She nodded holding her son's hand gently in her own- less so holding and more resting them in her own. "It's gone, baby."

Tom didn't seem to like that answer, shaking his head no with his hand reaching up to grab and tug at his his in distress. His eyes were screwed shut, why would his mom do that? But Barbara was quick to respond with carefully holding her son's hands again, their fingers interlaced as he squeezed on her hands instead in his temper.

"You don't like that it's gone?" She tilted her head to the side, bringing Tom's hands away from his face and towards her chest.

He shook his head no with an upset grunt, swinging his hands (and by proxy his mother's) side to side to drive the point further.

"Ohh,, pumpkin," Barbara gave Tom a sad smile, resting their hands in her lap as she gave him a small, reassuring squeeze.

"It’ll be alright-”

Tom hated that answer more, giving a frustrated noise as his eyes started welling with tears.

“Honey,” Barbara frowned at the tears coming out of her child’s eyes, it hurt to see him so upset, gently running her thumb along his cheeks to swipe them away. “I’m still mama, I’m still you mom.”

She led Tom’s hand over her heart, letting him feel the steady beating of it. The constant and steady pattern of thumping seemed to entrance him for a moment until his mild rocking and distressed noises slowly came to a halt.

“See? It’s still me, baby.” She cooed, running her thumb along the back of her son’s hand. “My hair is gone, but I’m here.”

“Sometimes, in life,” Barbara began, setting Tom’s hands down in his lap again now that he was calmer. “things change, and we can’t control it. Like my hair, you couldn’t control that, could you?”

Tom looked up from watching his hand feel the steady movement of her heart pumping, looking up at his mother’s face. He still looked displeased and upset, but less so, even going as far as to reach for where her hair used to be, trying to grab at the air around her head like it was still there. Fruitless.

She held his hand again, pressing it against her cheek with a broad smile, one she gave him often. He couldn’t keep his resentment for long, giving his own goofy smile back with a giggle. The way her gap tooth showed when she smiled that big was forever burned into his memory, only disappearing from her face so that she could kiss the palm of her son’s hand.

Tom shook his head, frowning at the thought but keeping a wide eyed expression to his mother as she continued her lesson. She smiled to him once again.

“Well, that happens a lot in life.” She sighed, cupping Tom’s cheek in her hand. “And no one likes it, you’re not alone for thinking that. But what you can control is how you deal with the change. Like how you showed me how upset you were, so now we’re talking about it. Do you feel better about it now?”

Tom took a moment, eyes casted down as he thought on it. He gave a small nod as he looked back up at her.

“Good.” She beamed. “And from now on, I’ll do my best to let you know beforehand when I make a change like that, alright?” She kissed Tom’s forehead, causing the child to give a small giggle. That was her favorite noise.

Now, Tom was always a Mama's Boy (not in a derogatory way, he just loved his mom a whole hell of a lot) but even moreso after his father died. They both were grieving and so it caused them to cling closer together because of it, to the point that had it not been for his friend (at the time only Matt, but later Edd too as this was before Tord was introduced to the friend group) he probably would've completely self isolated

They do a ton of things together as Tom gets over and they both eventually heal from Peter's death, baking, sewing, shopping, watch movies, anything they can do when they have the chance to hang out together

They were so close in fact that Barbara was genuinely the first person he came out to for being nonbinary (He/They pronoun user :) ) and of course she loved him unconditionally, but he didn't even tell Matt, Edd or Tord (now in Highschool and having been introduced to delinquent) that yet

However, later in his highschool years, around late Junior year (11th grade) or early Senior year (12th grade) of highschool his mother dies as well. Not from a freak bear with a gun attack though, instead from Pneumonia, which is something she tends to get a lot and always had in her youth, and while it usually isn't fatal and there is treatment and whatnot and she definitely took as much as help as she could, this time just hit different it seemed.

This really fucked with Tom during some of his most important years of his life and caused him to go into a BIG depressive episode for a long long time

Side note that I guess also kinda applies: Had it not been for Tord being just as stubborn of a jackass as Tom, he would've completely self isolated. Edd and Matt helped a lot in his youth but he also had his mom to encourage him, but now with his immediate family all gone he didn't see much of a reason to interact with people. And where Edd and Matt lack in persuasion, Tord more than makes up for in the lack of giving a fuck and would literally drag Tom outside even if he was kicking and screaming. This is mostly because Tord is second only to Tom himself in how durable he is, like a brick shithouse (built like one, too) and not afraid to make Tom hate him if it meant getting him better in the long run (a running theme I have for their relationship :) they're less so "GRR I HATE YOU I HOPE YOU DIE /GEN" and more of like have this weird understanding with eachother where like "I'll literally kill you if you touch me but I'd kill anyone you touched you" type beat, unafraid to get the other to hate them for the greater good because they have the understanding that they wouldn't do something so wildly stupid for no reason. Yes that plays into The End and the future events of WTFuture)

I love them so much oh my god you have zero idea

Anyway, TL;DR

Tom and his mom are extremely close and helped each other get through the worst of times while Tom continues to learn the lesson of "everything changes, it's out of your control, and you can only control how you proceed with it"

#jay talk #jay answers #also i just wanted to add: the reason Tom's mom is bald has nothing to do with any sort of illness or genetic disorder #she just was like “fuck it” and decided she wanted to shave it off #i know that sounds weird but i try to incorporate it in the way she dresses too #i chose this because one: [insert bowling ball joke here]#and two: to show her openness as a character and that's got nothing to obscure who she is #not wearing layers. usually not wearing long sleeves unless it's cold. same thing with pants and they're usually skinny if she does #character design is my passion and psychoanalysis is my game I'm sorry you have to deal with it lol #i really need to draw her more i love Mrs. Barbara Inkwell #and thank you Neil for asking this #I'm bursting at the seams /pos #and I'm trying to get back into the writer grind 💪💪 so this helps lol #sorry it took me so long to respond to this ask lol got my creative mojo back so I'm grabbing it by the reigns and multitasking #to the best of my ability without burning myself out that is #i guess i'll add the ew tags cause this is like a headcanon rant so #eddsworld #ew #ew tom #tom #ew tom's mom #tom's mom #ew oc ?#barabara #barbara inkwell #peter was mentioned #fun fact: he took barb's last name cause he despised his own last name :)#also her name's inkwell and that's sick as fuck #eddsworld headcanons

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Love Just Happens

A New Chapter - Part 10

Characters: The future's Bill Skarsgård and others close to him. The rest is my own characters.

Setting: This story is set in the future but because it's hard to say how the world is then (and it isn't that important for the story) the future is similar to our time now, even with fashion and so on.

Warnings: 18+, age difference, ageism, pregnancy, family problems, emotional chaos.

The older man next to her had a white beard that made him look softer and kinder. He was in his sixties and looked at her with wise blue eyes. He made her feel calm just by his looks. Maybe he wasn't even a nice man but at that moment she was totally sure of it.

Aurora looked at the doctor while he felt her stomach. He listened with a cold stethoscope and smiled a little. Bill looked at his smile and wondered if it meant he could calm down. He sat on the couch with Aurora's head in his lap while the doctor examined her. Curious eyes looked at them from the doorway. His ex, his three daughters and his oldest daughter's boyfriend. They all were an audience while the doctor sat by Aurora's side.

"False alarm, your little daughter is happy and calm in there. I think you can feel her kicking? She seems like a lively one," said the doctor with a smile. It was the archipelago's doctor, he had come with his boat as soon as he got the call from Aurora's doctor.

"Are, are you sure?" Asked Aurora with shiny eyes.

"I'm sure," said he and with a smile he laid Aurora's hand at the spot where the baby was kicking. She could feel it without him doing that but in the pain she couldn't say it was kicking. "It's just contractions, nothing to worry about."

Bill made a sigh of relief and took Aurora's hand in his.

"But I think you should take it a bit calmer now in the last weeks? It can be a sign that the baby wants out a bit early so don't do things that can provoke it."

Aurora nodded like a well mannered student and looked down at her big belly.

"Does she need to be on bedrest?" Asked Bill. He sounded more like the student that wanted to show how much he already knew.

"No, no. But maybe you can take care of your wife a bit extra? Doing life easy and pleasant. Maybe some massages and a bubble bath?" The doctor smiled playfully and Bill did the same until he saw his middle daughter in the doorway. She talked with her mother without looking at her dad and his wife.

"Hm?" Said the doctor to get an answer from Bill. Aurora gave his daughter a fast look too but looked away. For the moment she didn't like her so much. She stressed her and made Bill give their baby less attention. She was just a child, Aurora knew that but she was so worried for their baby while Bill's attention just drifted away.

Bill looked at Aurora who sat up on the couch, none of them had answered the doctor and the doctor looked more and more worried.

"Bill? I hope you know it's important for you to be there for Aurora right now. This must be your priority," the doctor said to Bill who looked at once bashful.

"Of course. Of course."

He swallowed dryly and began to help Aurora to sit comfortably but she thought it was halfhearted and once in a while he looked towards his middle daughter. He didn't even notice that his oldest daughter's boyfriend stood with his jeans unbuttoned.

Before the doctor left he said once again to Bill that he should care about his wife. Bill nodded with a strained smile. Of course he would take care of her, even if there were a lot of other things to think about.

"We're going now… Us two," said his ex when he had turned around from the outer door, waving at the doctor.

"What? No?" Bill said, shocked and upset and looked at his daughter.

"She needs to relax and it doesn't seem like she can find that here…" his ex nodded towards the couch where his other daughters sat with Aurora. Aurora was crying and they tried to comfort her with pats and hugs. Even the teenage boy sat on the coffee table in front of her and patted her knee. He felt bad by seeing it because he should be the one comforting his wife but right now he didn't have time for it.

"You will call when you feel ready, right?" Said his ex and laid a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"But…" Bill said and tried to stop them from opening the door.

"Mom?" His oldest daughter stood suddenly next to him and Bill gave her a confused look. His ex and middle daughter looked at her with the same type of expression.

"Isn't it better if you're here? We are, we’re actually trying to be here for Lou right now. She's upset right now because she feels out of control and you don't make it better!" She said to her younger sister, upset. Her younger sister looked down at the rug.

"Don't talk like that to her, she's upset too," said their mother but Bill was quiet.

"What are you even upset about? What is it that you want? To have dad for yourself? For him to be with mom?"

"Stop it now, let her be!" Said their mother and Bill laid a calming hand on his oldest daughter's shoulder.

His middle daughter gave her older sister an angry look and tried to find the words she wanted to spit out.

"I just want a normal family!! I will never get that if he has a kid with Lou! He can never just divorce her and move on!" She screamed and pushed her way forward to the door. Their mother gave her oldest daughter and Bill an upset look and then ran after the girl. Bill dragged his hands over his face and leaned forward with his hands on his knees.

"Mom and you really must begin to see that she's just stupid. She is blaming Aurora for this weird ass period in her life. She is the one that must change."

Bill sighed, he didn't know if he should listen to her or not, either way he just wanted things to be easy again. All three of his daughters had loved Aurora and thought she was the best girlfriend he could have. They had even fixed the two of them together but suddenly his middle daughter seemed to think everything with Aurora was wrong. He walked into the living room where the others were. His youngest sat and patted Aurora's belly while Aurora sat close to Ahmen with his arm around her shoulders. He had buttoned his jeans now and looked respectable but Bill didn't like to see him there anyway. Ahmen was nineteen years old, a good guy but something with him comforting his wife felt off for Bill and he gave him a bit of an annoyed look. Not like he thought he made a pass on his wife, the boy just made him feel small.

"Thank you Ahmen… Can I take over now?" Bill said with a strained smile and Ahmen nodded carefully and looked down at Aurora. To both Bill and Ahmen's surprise, Aurora stood up instead and walked away without looking at Bill.

Bill pressed his eyes together with a frustrated face. He sat down on the coffee table with a sigh. Of course she would get angry now. To have so many females in his life could be a struggle because even if he felt he did everything right something was always wrong.

"Shouldn't you walk after her?" Said his oldest daughter, annoyed at her father.

"I think she may need some time alone…" he said with a resigning voice.

It wasn't meant for him to look at Ahmen but where he stood next to his daughter he saw his judging eyes. Like he knew anything about being married.

"Oh, right. She's mad that you don't care about her so your solution is to leave her alone," said his daughter with a growing anger in her voice.

Bill bit his jaws together and looked at her angrily. It was just too much to get berated by her in front of her boyfriend.

"I know you care about Aurora but sometimes you must understand a marriage isn't always as easy as you think."

While they were deep in their argument they didn't notice the youngest girl walking away, up the stairs to look after Aurora. She found her in the armchair in the nursery with her legs thrown over the armrest and a Bambi stuffy in her arms. Aurora looked at the girl with big eyes and wet cheeks.

"Hey…" she tried to smile and dried her cheeks. "I'm sorry for making a scene like that…"

Bill's daughter gave her a small smile and sat down by her side, on the floor. She laid her small girl hand on Aurora's belly and patted softly. Aurora smiled at her warmly and then looked down at her nails. They were glittery from their day together at the saloon.

"I'm sad sometimes too," said the girl and stood up on her knees to be able to pat her belly better.

"Why?" Asked Aurora worriedly and played with her step daughter's hair.

The girl shrugged her shoulders with a smile.

"I hope you know you can come to me and talk if you want," said Aurora.

She nodded and looked down at Aurora's belly.

It was quiet between them a minute or so until the girl said her youngest big sister made her sad sometimes. Not because she was mean to her but she acted strangely.

"Your sister is in a tough age now, it happens a lot and she grows fast," said Aurora. The girl nodded and then smiled towards Aurora.

"That's probably why she is so weird towards you too. And the baby."

Aurora smiled. It was actually comforting hearing that from the young girl.

"I love you, sweetie," said Aurora and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"I love you too, Lou."

Bill's youngest daughter was different from her sisters. While Bill's oldest was mostly alike their aunt Eija or a female version of Bill himself, their middle daughter was more alike the women on their mother's side. His youngest was harder to put a finger on who she was alike. She missed that Scandinavian shyness, the pensive ways and the control of her feelings. She wasn't fully alike Aurora either but she had more in common with her than her parents. Maybe she had been affected by Aurora or she just had an idol. Aurora didn't really notice it was that way because the girl was happy and sweet to everyone.

She had a hard time understanding why her older sister was like she was towards Aurora. For her, Aurora wasn't an addition to her family but just as a natural part of it as everyone else. And the baby just made it all better. It was exciting and she loved the small clothes and the thought of having a soft baby to hug, bathe and play with.

And Aurora was the most talented person she knew and she didn't think anything about Aurora's history of doing quite daring photoshoots. All celebrities did that, even their dad.

"I think you're the best," the girl said to Aurora and laid her head on her shoulder. Aurora felt her eyes tear up again.

"Honey…" she said and kissed the girls head several times.

When she looked up she saw Bill standing in the doorway, looking at them with love in his eyes. He also looked a bit sad and worried but didn't say anything, like he didn't want to interrupt.

"Hey…" he said carefully and dragged his hands over his hips nervously. He knew he was in the wrong but didn't really know why or how. He needed to say sorry but couldn't say how he would have done anything differently. Aurora looked at him and then down at his daughter.

"I should probably talk to your dad…"

The girl nodded, gave Aurora's belly a kiss and then left the room on running feet. Bill would otherwise tell her to not run in the house but now he let her be. He sucked his lips so his dimples became prominent but not of joy as they usually would deepen by.

Aurora dragged her hands over her belly without looking at him. The baby moved around and she could feel a faint pain again, a contraction. She knew that now but it still hurt.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry I wasn't there when you were stressed and sad… But…" he sighed and sat down on the round white rug. "But I don't know what to do with her…" Aurora knew he meant his middle daughter and looked at him with sympathy but sadness.

"You know, this is just as much your daughter… Will you leave her again when one of your older daughters starts drama?"

Bill made an offended sound and dragged a hand over his face.

"You make me sound like the worst…"

"The doctor had just said our baby can come early, that's not good and you know it too but instead you give all your attention to her and left me alone, stressing me when it is the last thing I need."

Bill looked down at the rug. He heard that it was bad but he hadn't seen it that way when looking at his daughter's distant expression.

"She is just so far away and angry and…"

"I'm sorry but I will say the same thing as your oldest daughter. What has she got to be angry about? She has parents that love her, a big loving family, friends and money. The only thing she doesn't have is a round room and married parents."

Bill sighed and looked at Aurora. He heard what she was implying, that his middle daughter just was jealous of her unborn sister. He nodded and scratched his forehead. When he looked up at Aurora his eyes were glassy and she could see he actually held back tears.

"Baby…" she said lowly with a worried tone and crawled down to the floor to him with some struggle with the belly. They hugged closely with Aurora on her knees in front of Bill.

"I just don't want to be a bad father to any of my girls…" he dragged a hand over Aurora's belly and she looked between his hand and his pained face.

"You're the best dad, you must just learn that your daughters, all four of them will try to manipulate you in all ways to get what they want. You could only imagine what I did to get what I wanted of my dad. Do you really think he would have fixed a record deal for me when I was sixteen if I wasn't on him all the time?" She said with a little smirk and Bill looked back at her amused.

"And think about all those times your dad let Eija do things while you got berated."

Bill laughed and hugged Aurora closer to him.

"Okay, okay. I get it… I'm going to take off the silk gloves."

Aurora gave him a strange look and he smirked with a shoulder shrug.

×××

Bill and Aurora sat in the security car outside of the school. It was a discreet black car so nothing anyone would think would hide two international celebrities. Bill played with Aurora's hand while waiting for his two youngest daughters to come out from the school. Otherwise they walked down to the ferry by themselves where Bill met them by the harbor but this day Bill and Aurora would meet them by the school so he could talk with his middle daughter and get her to come along to their granddad's big Skarsgård dinner party. All of Bill's siblings were in Sweden for the moment and his father took the chance to gather them, even if he was now a bit too old to cook for so many people and instead got help from his kids. Bill's two youngest daughters loved when they got to meet all the Skarsgårds (his oldest had her own plans) and he knew his middle daughter would probably want to come, even if she was angry at him and his wife at the moment. He had just been able to talk with her on the phone a couple of times the last two weeks and had now decided to force her to see him, even if his ex didn't think it was the best idea.

When he saw his daughters he jumped out and walked towards them with a smile. He could feel people look at him but they let him be. The kids in school hadn't really seen anything with him and the adults wanted to be respectful towards the two pupils' dad and had also seen him before.

His youngest ran up to him and he lifted her up in his arms. She was always so happy to see him, even if he had forced her to eat porridge for breakfast that morning. His middle daughter looked at him annoyed but she seemed to be too conscious about the people surrounding them to make a scene.

"What are you doing here?"

"Oh, don't you remember? It's grandpa's dinner today," said he with a smile, pretending like everything was like it used to be. His youngest made an excited scream. Bill could see his older daughter also got excited and she nodded a little until…

"Oh shit, there’s Aurora Lou…"

Even if the young mom believed she spoke with a low voice several people on the school yard heard her, including the Skarsgårds. Others started to whisper and some kids even ran towards the black car. Aurora stood outside of the car, dressed in her 20s inspired black fringe dress and a white coat. Her har laid in perfect glossy dark waves and she had burgundy colored lipstick. Even with the pregnant belly she looked like a glamorous doll, in high heels. Bill's middle daughter made an angry grunt and looked at Aurora taking photos with her classmates. Bill swallowed a sigh. Of course Aurora should be able to get out of the car and he had no right to say she couldn't walk like she wanted but right then and there?

"Let's just go to grandpa?" She said sourly and Bill put her sister down and took her hand.

The kids had left when they came up to Aurora and she smiled brightly. She got a hug from the youngest daughter and she gave her a lip gloss from her handbag. She knew she wanted to have it if they should do something special. YSL, Lush Coconut.

His middle daughter just gave her a look, zooming in on the dark lips and the long manicured nails.

"Can't you just look normal for once?" She said to Aurora with an annoyed tone before jumping into the car.

Aurora stood totally still, looking out into the air. She smacked her lips and laughed sarcastically. Bill and his youngest daughter looked at her. They were also shocked his daughter had actually said something intentionally mean and afraid Aurora would start to cry.

"Hey… You are so beautiful, she doesn't mean…" said Bill and took her hands before she interrupted him.

"It's okay. I don't care. This is me. She just must get used to it."

Bill nodded but looked at her with big eyes.

"You're the prettiest in the whole world!" Said his youngest while putting on more and more lip gloss. Aurora smiled towards her and Bill kissed his wife's cheek and temple.

"You really are," he whispered and breathed in her sweet perfume.

"Hello? Are you coming?" His middle daughter had opened the car door and rolled her eyes.

"Yes, but you, after the party we're going to talk about your attitude," said Bill authoritatively and with a serious look. She just rolled her eyes and closed the door again.

×××

The dinner was successful as it usually was, with good food, discussions and silly jokes. Bill had always liked that Aurora found her place so fast in the setting. She didn't try to be intelligent or theatrical as his exes had tried, instead she was sweet and curious. It was also obvious she came with knowledge they didn't have about music, fashion and gossip. To many's surprise, Stellan loved all the gossip she knew but he also had a weak spot for Aurora because of her looks. He was still a man even if he was old and his other son's girlfriends were also pretty but he had liked sensual brunettes and especially those who laughed at his jokes, or when it came to Aurora, giggled.

Bill and Aurora left quite early because she once again had problems with contractions. They even went down to the car before the kids so Aurora could be in a calmer setting.

Bill looked at her while she made pained noises in the back seat and pressed her eyes together, even the security guy looked back at her.

"Do you want me to drive to the hospital?" Said the security guy.

"No, no. It's okay, okay…" said Aurora out of breath and hugged Bill's hand. "I just want to go home."

Bill nodded and let her go but he looked at her worriedly. The doctor had said it was natural.

"I’ll go up and get the girls," he said and then ran up to the apartment again. To his surprise he met his middle daughter at the stairs.

"Are you tired?" He asked.

"Noo… They’re just talking about politics…"

"Oh, go down to Aurora then, but she's still in pain, so you know," he said and then ran up the stairs. The girl sighed and walked down to the car. She furrowed her brows in confusion when she saw the security guy standing outside of the car, looking in through the backdoor.

"What is it?" The girl looked at him then at Aurora who had crawled up to a ball and cried.

"She says it's alright…" said the security guard but looked at Aurora worriedly. The girl looked at Aurora too. Her dad had said she was in pain, but this sort of pain? Would he leave Aurora like this?

Aurora made a loud pained sound and sobbed while tensing her whole body.

"This can't be okay?" Said the girl and jumped into the seat next to Aurora.

"Lou, Lou? I must just get dad…" to the girl's surprise took Aurora her hand and looked at her in panic.

"Please don't leave me!"

Bill's daughter didn't say anything but felt her heart beat in her chest with worry, both for Aurora and the baby. It wasn't time for her to give birth yet.

"I’ll call him okay?" She said but Aurora just cried.

Bill stood and tried to put on his youngest daughter’s outerwear on her. She was high on sugar and wanted to stay with all the others. Who left a party first?

"Aurora is really tired…" he started to explain when his phone rang. He looked at it and saw his daughter's number. His thought was that she was angry or even had run away so when he answered he tried to sound really calm.

"Dad, there’s something wrong with Aurora. I think she is about to give birth!"

It wasn't time yet. She was in week 34. Six weeks to go. The doctor had said it was okay but he had also said she shouldn't stress. Had he stressed her? Maybe the family dinner wasn't a good idea?

The thoughts spun in Bill's head while he ran down the stairs, even jumping down the final steps. His father and his wife had offered to take care of his daughters while he and Aurora went to the hospital so the youngest was still in the apartment.

As soon as he came out in the darkness of the autumn evening he heard Aurora's pained cry from the car. The security guard walked in a nervous circle outside of the car. Clearly child birth was something the beefy guy was afraid of. His daughter sat in the car next to Aurora and tried to make her breath calmly. Bill looked at her with big eyes and could see how engaged she was in helping Aurora.

"Hey honey can I…? He said to his daughter, meaning he wanted to come inside. She walked out but looked worried, like she believed her father wouldn't be able to help Aurora as well as her. She and the security guy jumped into the front seats of the car and he started to drive to Södersjukhuset, the hospital in South Stockholm. Aurora had been there with Bill one time before.

"Take it easy," said Bill while sitting close to Aurora.

"Take it easy? Take it easy?? Easy for you to say! It's not you who feels a head coming out from your genitals!" She screamed and cried. For a second Bill saw the image of himself she painted up in his head and he made a small laugh.

"Are you laughing??" Said Aurora with hurt feelings.

"No, no. Of course not. No… Now we breathe together, okay?"

They breathed together a while and Aurora looked at her husband who looked so calm.

"Have you any idea how often you’re having your contractions?" He asked softly. Aurora looked at him with big eyes and then she started to cry again.

"No!"

Bill tried to smile. He knew he must be really calm with her, if he needed to be calm with his ex he needed to be ten times calmer with Aurora, especially because it was so early to give birth. He reminded her again to breathe but she started to cry hysterically again.

"I think that was the water..!"

"That means the baby is coming, right?" Said his middle daughter and turned back towards them. Bill hadn't realized she sat there with them.

"Didn't you go up to grandpa?" He said stressed while dragging a hand over his face.

"No? You didn't say anything about that?" She said with attitude but got a scared expression when Aurora made a pained sound again.

"Just let her be, let her be," said Aurora and dragged her hands over her belly. "Have you called the midwife?"

She had her own midwife at the private hospital. They paid good money so they would be able to contact her whenever they needed her and now it was time. Bill took up his phone and tried to find the number with stressful hands while his daughter helped Aurora to breath. Just when Bill had found the number the car stopped and then the security guy opened the door for Aurora. They were by the hospital, Södersjukhuset, the wrong hospital.

"No, no, no..! This is wrong!" Cried Aurora.

"I'm sorry but you must get out. I can't handle this!" Said the security guy. Bill took down the phone and looked at the guy confused while Aurora continued to cry.

"This is your fucking job!" Said Bill angrily.

"Not to take care of screaming… Whatever!" Said the guy and crossed his arms.

Bill felt the heat blow up in his face and the anger exploding in him.

"Your going to jump into the car right fucking now or you will soon lay on one of those fucking stretchers!"

The guy looked at Bill. He wasn't really afraid of his threat but he realized who he was talking to when he saw Bill's murderous gaze. He was on his way to close the car door and jump in again when Aurora made a loud cry.

"I think it's coming! Now!"

The security guard froze again.

"Just give dad the keys!!" Shouted his daughter to the security guy and made him look at her puzzled.

"Give him the keys!" Screamed Aurora and finally the man gave Bill the keys to the car.

Bill drove with one hand and called the midwife with the other. His twelve year old daughter sat in the back trying to make Aurora breathe slowly and when Bill hung up after talking to the midwife he heard them breathe softly together.

"Continue to breathe… I'm just going to say that she is on her way and there are two nurses at the hospital so in a few minutes we will be there okay?" Bill said calmly and looked back at Aurora in the rearview mirror. She nodded while hugging his daughter's hands hard who answered with giving Aurora a little smile. She wouldn't confess it but she was so happy being a part of this and while looking at Aurora being in such pain but still continuing to fight she promised she would never be mean to her again. And soon she would have a little baby sister.

×××

The first part of the birth had gone so quickly so it seemed like they would have a baby just a few hours later but then suddenly it calmed down and the contractions stopped being as painful. Bill sat in an armchair in the hospital room while Aurora walked around in a big white silky shirt. She had refused to have the hospital's nightgowns so she had bought silk men's shirts and Bill had got them from home. His middle daughter sat in the other armchair looking at Aurora with big eyes. Bill had called her mother but she was out with friends and the only one who could get her by car was Sam but he would be off work in two hours so for now she was there with them.

"I didn't know you had decided a name," she said and bit her thumb nail.

"We have an idea but we want to meet her first," said Aurora and smiled a little towards Bill. He smiled back with his cheek in his hand. He actually loved the name, it was Aurora who had come up with it but it fit the little girl he thought they would get. That she would have big Bambi eyes was obvious.

When the midwife came in, Aurora looked at Bill's daughter.

"Now I want some privacy, okay?"

"Why?" Said the girl, disappointed.

"Because the midwife is going to put her hand in my pussy," said Aurora bluntly and Bill laughed awkwardly.

"Okay, honey, you don't need to see that!" Said Bill and stood up from the chair.

"I don't mind?" She said and shrugged her shoulders. Aurora laughed a little.

"You're weird as hell."

The girl smirked.

"So are you! Having a kid with my old dad!" The girl joked. Bill laid a hand on her shoulder and laughed with the three women in the room.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Now we go out and wait so…"

"I can get a hand in my pussy," filled Aurora in and made his daughter laugh again.

That was the last Bill's middle daughter saw Aurora that night. Gustaf had borrowed Sam's car and got her. Bill was by his wife's side the long, hard delivery and 11 hours later he watched her birth their little, tiny baby girl.

Isadora Li Paula My Skarsgård.

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Payback and Retribution Pt 2

Pairing: Soldier Boy x Supe!Reader

Warnings: language, mentions of death, mentions of gore (very little), mentions of drugs, depression

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: You finally meet The Boys.

A/N: I'm so sorry it took me so long to publish this, my app I use to write deleted my original file so I had to rewrite it all over again. I haven't said what powers the reader has because it's a secret for the next chapter! Hope everyone enjoys this, I'm so thankful for all the support on Part 1! ❤️

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“You must be well fucked in the head, agreeing to this…” Butcher tells you as you follow them both down to the parking garage.

He's right…

You walk right up to a beat up van, reaching for the handle. Butcher grabs your shoulder, scoffing. “Oi, just 'cause we're wanted doesn't mean we drive shitty cars…”

“That ain't mine.” He clicks a car alarm and points the opposite direction. “She is.”

“No fucking way…” You run up to an old black 87 Cadillac Brougham. It's in good condition too…

“I always wanted one! Vought wouldn't let us drive ourselves, had to have someone else drive for us. Ugh.”

Hughie grins. “I thought the same thing. He really looks like he owns a van!”

“Fuck off. Get in the car so we can fucking leave.” Butcher hops in the driver seat, Hughie sitting next to him.

You barely have time to climb in before he speeds off… dickhead.

“You didn't know the truth, did you?” Hughie turns around in his seat. “Before we came?”

You shake your head. “If I'd known sooner, they'd already be dead.”

It's still hard for you to wrap your head around the thought of it all… Ben's alive. Your own team betrayed you. Vought was behind everything and you'd been blindsided. It somehow hurts more, knowing that you’d been set up, that you’d been lied to. You think it would've been easier if you never found out the truth. Because through all the heartbreak, the tears, the endless nights high off your ass, desperately trying to savor the memories of him, it all meant nothing in the end.

As much as you'd rather be out hunting them all down, you knew you had to find Ben first. It wouldn't be right, getting revenge without him…

Hughie looks up at you, “I know how you feel… in a way at least.”

You raise an eyebrow, “and how's that?”

“A-Train killed my girlfriend Robin. Ran right through her… We were on the sidewalk, she took one foot off it, and then… then she was gone. The only pieces of her left were her arms that I held. He kept running, said he couldn't stop. He didn't bother apologizing, he lied to the media and Vought covered it up. They tried to buy my silence, but I-I couldn't take the money. It didn't feel right, being quiet about what happened. Why should I keep silent when he doesn't suffer any consequences. Butcher found me soon after…”

Poor kid. “I’m sorry… No wonder why you hate supes.”

You wonder what's Butcher's story…

“Don't be. Not all supes are like that, you know. You were always one of my favorites?”

You laugh. “Seriously, me? Why?”

“You weren't born a supe. You know what it's like being ordinary. You fought for the little guys, showed us that anyone can be a hero. I remember my Dad playing your old films, I used to want to be just like you…”

Your ears turn red. “T-thanks kid.”

You never felt you deserved to be a supe. To be called a hero. You just did what you felt right and helped others, because that's who you were, even before taking Compound V.

Maybe that's where it all went wrong, signing up for Vought's experimental program. At the time, it seemed like a good idea. You were young and needed the money, you were already struggling to make enough to get by. They offered a good hefty paycheck to those willing to try a serum they were working on. Of course you said yes, what a fucking mistake that was…

Pain, unlike anything else you'd ever felt. The serum rushing through your veins made it feel like you were dying. At first you thought you were.

They didn't tell you that most of the other subjects died. Their bodies rejected the serum. You somehow were lucky.

You got powers, but they came at a cost…

Vought made you their superhero. Dressed you up in latex and spandex and made you part of Payback, the first official supe team.

You thought you were fighting for freedom, but you were only fighting for a corporation.

You killed whoever they asked, saved whoever they wanted, all for ratings. That's all that mattered. How well the public responded to you.

You had it all, the fame, the drugs, the freedom…

You put on a face in front of the cameras, made it look like everything was fine, but in reality you were breaking inside. You'd never been so stressed before becoming a supe, but Ben, he made it look easy.

Maybe that's why you fell for him. He didn't have to put on an act, he was truly himself on and off the camera. He didn't care what anyone thought and that's what drew you to him. He taught you that you how be yourself again. But no one knew that…

Butcher turns around facing you. “Oi, we're here.”

You exit the vehicle and follow closely behind Butcher. He leads you all to a industrial looking building. Climbing the staircase, he stops in front of a door and unlocks it.

Stepping in, you have three pairs of eyes following you.

The place definitely didn't read: ‘We're wanted criminals.’ It was almost like an office, something you didn't expect from someone like Billy Butcher.

You face towards the only other woman in the room, a woman with long black hair.

“Hi!” You wave at her. “Nice to see Butcher has a woman on his team, I can already feel the testorone building in the room."

The woman uses sign language, signing hello.

Hughie laughs, Butcher just rolls his eyes. A man with a buzzcut stands up, “She doesn't talk. Her name's Kimiko. I'm Frenchie."

"Couldn't of guessed with your accent..."

The other man in the room turns away from you, grunts rolling his eyes. "Can we just hurry this up?"

“Who are you?” you ask, curious as to why the man clearly didn't like you being here.

“That's M.M.” Frenchie looks over at him. “He's got issues with Soldier Boy.”

Soldier Boy wasn't a good person. Everyone knew that. But he was only good to you.

There was so many things Ben didn't tell you; dark things he wasn't proud of.

Butcher pulls you from your thoughts. “Now that everyones here, let's go over the plan.”

You take a seat on the couch next to Kimiko.

“Your boy’s in Russia. We have a favor to our source, kill a target. Kimiko and Frenchie are already keyed in that. Once they're finished we'll be given the location.”

Kimiko pouts, signing something to Frenchie. He shakes his head at her then shrugs.

“You don't know where he is?!”

You should've known things weren't fully fledged out, but you expected a little more especially when these people were widely known supe killers.

“Oi, calm down will ya?” Butcher shouts.

Hughie looks away, rubbing his neck. There's a lot of tension in the room...

You face Butcher. “Who’s your source?” You rub your temples, sighing.

“Russian mobster, Little Nina. Frenchie here used to have a thing for her, now he owes her a favor. She told us if he does this for her, she'll tell us where the facility is.”

There has to be more than he's letting on… “What's the catch? Surely it can't be that easy, what's the favor she want?”

Frenchie speaks up, “She needs someone killed. But not by me…” he faces Kimiko who frowns. “Kimiko is the only who can do it.”

“Why her? No offense…”

“Because she's a supe like you. Little Nina knows that Kimiko doesn't want to do it, that's exactly why. She's doing it to get to me,” He sighs.

You get up from your place on the couch, rolling your shoulders, cracking your neck. “Well, when do we leave?”

#x reader #soldier boy imagine #soldier boy x reader #the boys imagine #soldier boy x supe!reader

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