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Baby, Please Come Home | Bucky Barnes (1st Day of 🎄)
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Hello hello hello! Alondra here! I haven’t written anything in a long time, so I apologize if this is shit lol I’m doin a 12 days of Christmas sort of thing and I’m praying that this doesn’t flop 😅
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“Merry Christmas, doll.” I heard Bucky’s voice through the phone, his tone in a slightly higher pitch than usual. I smiled to myself as I sat down on the couch, startling Alpine for a moment as she was just starting to fall asleep. She yawned and stretched out her little white paws in front of me, her claws peaking out as she started to climb onto my lap. The princess has spoken. Looks like I’m gonna be stuck here for a little while.
“Merry Christmas, Bucky.” I spoke. The realization that we’re not spending Christmas together this year comes fluttering to the front of my mind no matter how much I've tried to ignore it these past few weeks. The only sense of warmth I have of him in our house is some old shirts he left behind and our baby Alpine. She’s quiet and craves cuddles, just like her dad. “It uh… it doesn’t sound as good on the phone as I was hoping than in person, does it?” He chuckled out, trying to find a way to lighten the mood. I shook my head, forgetting for a moment that he couldn't see me. “No, it does not.” I replied, clutching my phone close to my ear trying to imagine that he’s here right in front of me and his voice isn’t so staticy.
“You want to say hi to Alpine? She’s right here.” I looked down at the small animal on my lap as my hand began softly scratching her head. “Of course I do! Put her on.” I placed my phone on the arm rest and pressed the speaker button on my screen. “You’re on speaker, baby.” I heard him shuffling on the other end of the line before speaking up. “Alpine? You there?” The cat’s ears turned up and looked towards my phone. “You takin’ good care of your momma?”
She stood up and leaned closer to my phone, inspecting it. It’s like I could see the cogwheels in her head turn as she wondered how she could hear her dad’s voice if he wasn’t here. “She’s been keeping me company.” I smiled and heard him laugh on the other end. “Really?” He said. I could almost picture him smiling. “Yeah! We’re best buddies now. We have so many intellectual conversations.”
“I can’t wait to see it in person. I gotta get Sam to help me figure out how to take a video so I can just do it without messing up when I get home.” I chuckled at the thought of poor Sam having to deal with Bucky’s lack of phone knowledge and the constant bickering they’re bound to have. I swear, sometimes he really does act like a 100-somethin’ year old man. “Sergeant Barnes, you are something else.”
“Hey, you know I still have trouble understanding! I didn’t grow up with this kind of thing.”
“Then how is it that my grandmother is able to figure out Facebook better than you?” I laughed as he grumbled. “Your grandma had more time to figure it out! It’s not my fault she’s hip.”
I could just imagine what his face looks like right now. His eyebrows are probably scrunched up, his gaze is on the floor and his lips are pouty and just waiting to be kissed. I let out a chuckle and looked around our house. The decorations were put up soon after Thanksgiving. We played Christmas music in the background as we both decorated our tree, Alpine seeming to think this is another place for her to climb and make hers. Once Bucky put the star on top, everything just felt perfect, even though I knew I wouldn’t see him on the day of. “I’m really sorry that I wasn’t able to be there this year.” He said. “I tried my best to – ”
“Bucky, don’t worry about it. It’s okay, I completely understand. Our line of work doesn’t exactly allow us to have vacations, sort to speak. I’m not holding it against you.”
“I know, doll, but still. I thought I would at least be home for Christmas.”
“I know, baby, I know but there’s nothing else we can do about it. We’re in two different places and flights are backed up, so I guess we’ll just have to make due with what we’ve got.” I could feel tiny vibrations on my leg as Alpine purred against me, my hand not stopping to show her love. She seems content. He sighed and spoke up once again. “I’ll make it up to you. I promise.”
I smiled. “I know you will.”
He cleared his throat as if he was trying to mask the sound of something. “Bucky… was that.. were you in a – ”
“Baby, did you get the thing that I sent you yet?” He cut me off as I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. “Um.. no, no I haven’t. I haven’t gotten anything.” He let out a groan. “No? Are you sure? FedEx promised me it would arrive in time for Christmas.” Alpine leaned in closer to my hand as I scratched the top of her head. “Doll, can you please do me a favor and keep an eye out for it? It could be arriving any minute.” I smiled to myself as I nodded. “Okay, I will.”
“I wanna hear as you see what I got you for Christmas.” I rolled my eyes and chuckled. “Bucky, you know I will love whatever you got me, but what I really want is you and I don’t think FedEx can send people over like that.” He let out a laugh. “Maybe they’d let me if Steve was to put in a good word.”
“You’re such an idiot.” I laughed and Alpine stirred in my lap, a quiet reminder for me to not move or else she’s gone and she’s the only thing in this house keeping me company. I could hear him huffing on the other line as I tried to figure out what he’s doing. “Bucky?”
“Yeah?”
“Where are you?”
“What do you mean where am I? You know where I’m at.”
“No, I mean are you outside? I could hear you huffin’ and puffin’. Are you trying to keep warm?”
“Maybe there’s another reason why you can hear me breathin’ so hard. I’m talkin’ to a pretty girl on the phone and she misses me just as much as I miss her.”
I stayed silent for a moment as I processed his words and gasped. You cheeky little fucker. “James!” My outburst along with Bucky’s laugh startled Alpine once more as she got up and left. “No! Kitty come back!” I could hear him practically wheezing in the background as she left to God knows where in our house. “What happened?”
“You made me scare Alpine out of my lap!” I whined as he continued to laugh at my expense. “Hey, you were the one who got the joke late and yelled, scaring our poor baby Alpine! That’s not my fault!”
“It is too! If you hadn’t made that joke, I wouldn’t have reacted that way!” I’m sure my face must be red from embarrassment as he continued on. “And to answer your question, with no hidden dirty jokes, I went out for a walk. I couldn’t stay in that hotel with Sam trying to find ways to decorate my arm with holiday decorations. Note to self, don’t let Sam buy tinsel and say it’s for the “tree at the Stark Tower”.”
I smiled at the thought of Steve being in the middle of these two teasing each other like children and not knowing which side he should take. Hearing his voice, even if it’s not crystal clear, makes me forget for a moment that he’s not here. There’s almost this sort of echo in the house that really makes you feel like you’re alone. It still breaks my heart, but I wouldn’t tell him to make him feel even worse about it. He’s trying his best and that’s all I could really hope for.
But I do wish he was here. Wherever Bucky goes, that’s home.
“Hey, I’m gonna take a wild guess here and say that you didn’t take the trash cans in like I asked you to.”
I was silent for a moment as I thought about what he said. “You didn’t, did you?” I shook my head and spoke. “Um no, I’m pretty sure I did.” I tried to lie and pretend like I didn’t forget, which in fact I know I did.
“Oh, really? Hmm… are you sure? ‘Cause something is telling me that you forgot.” I smiled and leaned back more into the couch and got comfortable. “I know I tend to be forgetful, but I’m pretty sure I already took them in.” I heard him chuckle. “Alright, alright I’ll believe you. I know you wouldn’t lie to me, baby..”
“Trying to put the guilt trip on me even when you’re not here, baby?” I laughed and grabbed the remote to turn on the TV. “I’m just stating the facts.. oh, hey, one second! I’m getting another call. I’ll be right back.” I waited for him as he placed me on hold and began to browse through Netflix to look for some good Christmas films to watch.
Before I could go to my suggestion list, I heard the doorbell ring.
“Weird, wrong number…” I heard his voice once again as he took me off hold. “Hey, I just heard the doorbell ring.” I spoke as I went to stand up. “It’s probably FedEx. Go check it out and take me with you!” I stood up, grabbed my phone and went to go and find a sweater to quickly put on. “Just uh do me a favor.” He requested. “Sure, baby. What is it?”
“I know you’re lonely at home, but try not to check out the delivery man too much, okay? Even if he is very handsome.” I laughed and shook my head. “Ohh, I don’t know Barnes. I gotta see what kind of a package I’m lookin’ at here.” I joked as he laughed. I walked over to the front door and opened it. My body stood still as my phone fell out of my hands.
“Delivery, for Mrs. – ” Before he could even finish the sentence, I jumped up and wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him towards me. I could feel and hear him laughing against me as his arms embraced me tighter into him. I could feel the cold air from outside come into the house, but I didn’t care. He was warm and he was standing at our doorstep.
He pulled me back so he could look at me and I could see a sheen of tears in his baby blues as he leaned down for a kiss. Both hands cupped my cheeks as he held me in place, his cold lips meeting my own. He’s grown out his stubble and it lightly tickled my top lip. I reached my hands up to tug at his hair and felt him smile against me as soft moans of content left his mouth. He pulled away too soon for my liking and looked down at me and laughed.
“Did ya miss me, doll?” I pulled him in for another kiss as he mumbled against my lips. “I can hardly tell.” His metal hand moved a strand of hair away from my face as he continued to smile at me. “But… how are you here? You’re supposed to be in – ”
“I know I know but we managed to finish the mission early and catch a flight. Turns out, Steve doesn’t mind using the Captain America card to get on a plane while running late.” He chuckled. He rubbed small circles on my cheek as I leaned into him. “I’ve missed you so much.”
“I’ve missed you too.” He leaned in to grant me one more kiss before pulling away to make a comment. “I know it seems hard to believe, but I made you a promise that I will try to be home for Christmas and I keep my promises… unlike someone I know who didn’t bring in the trash cans.”
Fuck…
“Oops? You’re not upset, right?” I asked as he shook his head. “No, baby I’m not upset. I could care less about them. I’ve just gone and gave myself the best present a guy could ask for… the love of his life, crying and cheeks reddened in his arms, clinging to him with all the might they can muster..” He laughed as he held me against him.
“I’m here and I’m not going anywhere… now let’s get inside, get a warm drink and see if we can warm ourselves up with each other.” He winked as I playfully slapped his arm. “Let’s go surprise Alpine.”
“Ahh! That’s right!” He walked in and yelled out. “Alpine? Daddy’s home! Where are you sweetheart?” I closed the door behind us and smiled at the thought of him finally being home. He took off his jacket just as she came out from wherever she was hiding. He crouched down as she walked up to welcome him home. “Hey, you. Ya missed me?” He chuckled as he looked up at me.
“Doll?”
“Yeah?” He smiled up at me, his cheeks rosy as he uttered, “Merry Christmas.”
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Lost in a winter wonderland~
A/N: Hey, First time attempting to post a fic, Hope you enjoy! if you desire to request a fic for any reason, go ahead!
(Winter king x lost!Reader)
You were cold. oh so cold.
You barely understood where you were but it looked..magical almost.
Surrounded in a snow storm, you fought on, fighting against the need to rest, the tiredness that pulled at your body. You were only a few feet away from a shimmering..ice kingdom? it looked beautiful...
the snow shone against it, lights shining from inside, music playing. It was beautiful, you had never seen anything like it before. It truly looked the part of a wonderland..a winter wonderland..your delirious subconscious began to allow you to hum. You admired the beauty, the sight and sound, and that beauty is the last thing you see before-
pomf. you passed out, succumbing to the cold, but not before you hear a voice, and a shadow cast upon you.
"Are you o-"
(End for the first part, Feed back appreciated! and yes, i know its short, my apologies..)
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posted my first fic and it’s scary to put yourself out there. simultaneously hoping people read it and also scared for when they do.
first two chapters are up! it’s a jegulus summer camp au where the marauders are all working at a camp for the summer - read it here
if u leave comments/kudos i’ll love you forever, okay byeeeee.
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The Apple Falls Far From The Tree
A/N: So this is a series I'm writing, not sure if I'll release more parts because it was a coping series for me. The rundown on why you may not want to read later parts is because there is Non-Con/R@p3 for the storyline. But I'll make it skippable, you can just skip chapter 2 and won't have to read any of it.
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Chapter 1: His Dear Doe
Overall Description: (Mentions of R@p3) As the child of Lucifer, heir to the throne of Hell, and badass with a badass boyfriend, people normally know not to mess with you. But Adam has other plans, he has a friend in Hell (Didn’t think he was capable of that? Me neither, but this guy helped him- if you’re wondering, it was Striker). He decides he’s gonna make his mark. During the fight you get caught and used, left there but he doesn’t want you dead. He brags about what he did to your boyfriend on the roof convincing you he was dead. He goes back to fighting bragging about what he had done to you, causing Lucifer and Charlie to go feral. Getting stabbed by Niffty doesn’t stop the fact that he left his mark when you fell pregnant. Lucifer gives you a million chances to abort the baby, but you have a chance that it is Alastor’s. When you have twins they come out looking like complete opposites. But raising them in the hotel is what you think will ensure that they are safe.
Chapter Description: The night before the big extermination, you and Alastor have a nice evening together.
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Y/N POV
I sat against the balcony, glancing next to me to my partner. He glanced back at me and his smile softened. “My Deerling, what’s got you all tight?” he asked softly scooting closer to me. I sighed, stupid deer always could read me best. I leaned over as he put up his finger, “Tis Tis, Mon Cheri- Don’t you think I could get an answer before you try to seduce me?” He whispered before scooting back. I giggled and smiled at him softly, “It’s nothing my love, I’m just worried about tomorrow. My sister has worked so hard for this, she has to win, I have to make sure of it.”
I heard static before my partner hummed, “Well how about we focus on tonight? I’ll court you, then when we can perhaps… make an occasion out of the celebration tomorrow?” I giggled and nodded, looking up at him. I felt as his hand grabbed my waist and yanked me tight against his hip. “Well, what do you say we get out of here while the night is still young, my doe.” I looked up at him and blushed. “Do you mean… actual like… sex?” I whispered the last word. I saw his smile widen and his eyes go dark. “Who said anything about that my Dear! Unless that’s what you want?” I paused and looked down at our friends and my sister talking to each other, distracted.
“We’ve never… I always assumed you weren’t into that.” He grunted and looked at me with an irked smile. “My doe, if I didn’t know any better, that sounds like you thought I wouldn’t bed you.” I felt his claws dig into my waist and I whimpered.
“I just had made the wrong assumptions my love. I would love nothing more than that.” I swear his smile widened. “Well, great! Then first, as talked about over the last year, I would love to give you a gift, but it is downstairs!” he said happily as he picked up my hand and kissed my knuckles gently. He led me downstairs and he brought me over to where our friends and family stood. My father had even joined us tonight at the request of Charlie.
Charlie spotted us and jumped up excitedly getting strange looks from the other company. I looked at her and laughed as she handed something to Alastor who bowed and thanked her. “What are you two up to? Should I be worried?” I asked as I faced Charlie, she shook her head and pointed behind me. I turned and saw Alastor on one knee, holding a box with a ring inside. I covered my mouth, shocked. “My dear doe, would you do me the honor of marrying me?” he asked softly looking at me with a soft smile. “Yes! Of course, I’ll marry you, I don’t know how I could say no,” I said as he slipped the ring on my finger and kissed my knuckles slowly and up my arm as he stood.
“What? My baby is getting married?!” I heard my dad shout. I turned around to see none other than the big boss of hell himself, I smiled and nodded hugging him. He picked me up and spun me as everyone else came and congratulated us. I giggled as I felt a familiar hand grasp my waist. I leaned into it as I was pulled against Alastors chest. “My dear, I think it’s time just the two of us go celebrate our engagement,” he whispered into my ear, breathing slowly down my neck. I shuddered as he spun me towards him and handed me a glass of champagne. “Mmm anything for you my love,” I whispered.
(AFAB written Smut)
I groaned as I felt my back slam on the bed. I looked up at Alastor as he undressed himself slowly. I smiled at him and raised my arms above my head, his smile went dark as he slipped off his underwear finally.
“My Darling Doe, be a doll and spread your legs for me.” I did as told and spread myself open for him, I reach down and spread open my pussy for him to see. I watched his face seemingly go out of character as he seemed to short-circuit like Vox. I giggled and spread my legs farther.
“Come on, please Dear Future Husband, why wait and make me take this torture? I’m ready for you,” I beckoned him with my finger and I watched as he slowly got his senses back and crawled on the bed towards me. I gasped as I felt his claw circle my pussy, slowly pushing a digit inside of me. I moaned wantonly and pushed my hips up into his hand. He leaned down and our lips met, kissing passionately I smiled into the kiss.
Finger after finger made work into my pussy as I groaned softly each time, him slowly working me open. He smiled and pulled out while I whimpered, giving him a kicked puppy look. “Oh Darling Dear, please, I’ll be making work of you soon.” I whimpered again as he made his work between my legs, spreading me open like a flimsy doll. He slipped his cock into my pussy and slowly pushed in.
“Oh Dear, you feel so tight around me… such a good little toy I have.” He groaned as he rutted into me repeatedly. I pushed against his cock and he rutted into me, this caused him to let out a loud moan. I felt him shove into me again, I let out a scream and reached up grabbing onto his antlers. I felt him stop and look at me, his face now dark and scary. But I had a feeling, he wasn’t going to hurt me. “Oh my little doe, don’t you know better than to mess with me in such a manner by now?” he said smirking before grabbing my hips and slamming himself into me again and again with no stop insight. I was flipped onto my stomach as he raised my ass and shoved his cock back into my pussy. “Now my dear doe,” I grunted out still going at an inhumane pace, turning my cervix into mush. “I’m going to breed you, my pretty little thing. I’m going to breed you so everyone knows who you belong to. I will make sure that you are marked so well, you’ll look so pretty with all my markings all over you my little doe,” I whimpered and nodded my head. “Yes sir, I’m all yours Alastor, please knock me up,” I whimpered as he fucked me harder. “Oh my doe, of course, I’ll knock you up. All pretty with MY baby,” he growled into my ear. I nodded as he reached down and rubbed my clit quickly, just enough to vibrate lowly. I moaned out quietly. “Tsk my dearest, I said I wanted to hear you screaming my name tonight and I believe that is what I will be getting.”
He slowly pulled out until only the tip rested inside me and paused, “What’s my name dearest?” Alastor asked, voice low and quiet next to my ear. I felt as he slowly reached his hand up to my hair and yanked. “Al-ASTOR- Ah fuck! Alastor Sir!” I screamed, he gave a low chuckle and pulled my head to look over my shoulder at him. “Good job baby, would you like to face me while I finish in you?” I whimpered thinking about him filling me. “Wanna face you Alastor Sir,” I whimpered while he smiled. “Good little doe, you gonna cum soon?” he asked softly and rubbed my face. “Don’t know sir,” he chuckled and let out another tsk. “Would you, want me to try my hand at… getting you off?” I gave a quizzical look but nodded slowly. I felt him slip out and groaned. “Shush now Y/N,” he whispered and laid me on my back. I felt his lips meet mine, kissing softly he nuzzled me softly. “Alastor, wh- Ahhh,” he had made his way down, leaning down to suck on my clit. I gasped and writhed under him. I felt myself going to buck into his mouth but he quickly placed his hands on my hips and held them down. “Dear little doe, let me make you remember this as the best night of your life,” he chuckled. “Yessss Alastor~” his tongue prodded before fucking me roughly with it. He sucked and licked until I felt myself getting close, “Alastor- if you don’t stop I’m gonna cum!” I screamed. He fucked me roughly and I felt my stomach coil. “Cum my little doe,” I screamed his name and felt myself release all over his face. “My my darling doe, making such a mess,” he said chuckling as he licked his lips. He sat up and rammed his cock into me with no warning. I groaned and whimpered as he fucked me roughly, slamming his dick in me. “Beg for me to release in you little doe, I wanna hear you,” he grunted smiling sharply at me. I whimpered and began to beg, “Fuck me, cum in me. Fill me with your baby, fill me, and mark me as yours. I’m yours Alastor, all yours.”
“Oh- fuck” I heard loud static before whimpering, my release shocking both myself and him. I came gripping his cock with my pussy while he groaned. “My little doe, you’re... So tight-” He moaned loudly and came in me, filling me load after load. I whimpered as he collapsed down, softly kissing my neck and shoulder. Leaving a few nibbles that I was sure would show up later on as bruises.
“Thank you Alastor, that was the best night of my life so far,” I whispered nuzzling him. I felt his mouth turn and a smile rise more. “There will be much for my little doe in the future, that is of course a promise.” I smiled as sat up, his cock slipping out. I went to complain but was met with his lips against mine. “Now hush, aftercare is the most important part of lovemaking.” Alastor said with a chuckle. I watched him leave and return quickly, “I have a bath running my dearest if you’d allow me to show you the way,” I giggled as he lifted me bridal style. “Afterwards, a massage and the finest cuddles for you my dear doe.” he said brightly.
“Al?” I asked softly as he carried me to the bathroom. “Hm?” he hummed. “Thank you, for everything. Being my everything. I love you.” I whispered.
“No, my dear, thank you for allowing me to call you my doe. For letting me care, thank you Y/N. I love you very much as well.” He whispered and placed me in the bathtub gently. Warm water engulfed me and was topped off by him slipping behind me. I leaned against him as he wrapped his arms around me. Both of us sighing contently together, we chuckled in response. Just enjoying the moment
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Word Count: 1,849
A/N: Last warning, chapter 2 contains material that will make people uncomfortable, it'll be obvious what happened in the 3rd part so if I do upload it understand you can skip it if you wanna keep reading. Much love darling~ 🩷
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Batmom!Reader x Batfam
Summary: It is a fic inspired by that one youtube playlist.
Wordcount: 1136
Warnings: I do NOT own anything in this fic! The characters nor the playlist! But please check the playlist it is awesome! Also this is my first fic and English is not my mother tongue. I'm sorry for every grammar mistake I made. Please enjoy.
You wanted to believe that it was a joke. You wanted to believe that he made it in time. That Jason was still alive. You wanted to, with every cell in your body. Yet you knew. Bruce would never lie to you. He would never make a joke that would hurt you.
The news crushed your heart into million pieces, it crushed your life apart too. At first, you were angry at yourself. You knew the second Jason was the new Robin. You knew you should have prevented it. Instead of helping him to be a better fighter to protect himself, you should have protected him from his choices. He was just a kid. Your kid. With or without blood.
You loved Jason as much as you loved Dick. Definitely more than yourself and maybe more than Bruce too. And it saddened you the moment he told you, you were not his 'mom'. You knew it was the heat of the argument. You both got louder and louder and being stubborn none of you took a step back. He screamed.
"You can't just try to push yourself into my life! I fucking hate you! Stay away from me, you're not even my mom for fucks sake. You're just a pretend, playing house with Bruce!"
If you checked on him that night -when he left home- if you reached out to him instead of drowning in your own pain maybe you wouldn't be burning in a much stronger sorrow now. Because damn it hurt, it hurt you so much what he said to you. You tried to let it pass. 'He is a kid, he doesn't mean it.' But it didn't pass, it didn't get better. It only got worse the more time passed. His last words were ringing in your ears.
His leaving was like a knife through your chest. You knew you would never feel better till you find him. You told yourself that you would talk with him and let him go if he still wouldn't want to be your boy. Your sweet boy. As long as he was safe, you would accept anything. But the knife through your chest only went deeper with time and pierced your heart when you learned he was long gone.
Time would heal any wound they said. Your wound only bled more. Dick was there for you. And Tim after him. Bruce was distancing himself. You couldn't help him then. Couldn't find the words in you to take him out of his guilt. No. Because once you got out of blaming yourself, you blamed him. It was his idea in the first place to take children to fight. It was him who couldn't protect your little angel. It was him who couldn't find him in time, get to him in time. Let him die and perish in the hands of a criminal who got away with way too much death. And it drove you nuts when he didn't avenge your son. How could he, let the man loose and alive after all that happened.
At last, you blamed the man himself. The clown that haunted your dreams. The Joker. That bastard was the real one you should blame. And you did indeed. You swear on your life that you would take down him even if you had to go down as well. You were not one to break her promises.
Parting your way from Bruce, you suit up as the Scarlet. Lady Death, The Rednight. You didn't care about others than the Joker. As long as they were not connected you made alliances with the rest of the villains even. You needed resources of income and intel since Bruce was onto your back. At every chance, you got a hold of Joker he was there to save him from you. But you made it after much spent time. Learned from your mistakes and got yourself a chance to keep your promise. You tracked the bastard once he was out of Arkham.
"Did you miss me mama bird?" said Joker once you took off the sack on his head. His hands were tied at his sides open. Bones were broken on both of his arms as well as his kneecaps. You didn't want to kill him just yet, he didn't deserve a peaceful death. No. Just like the video he sent, he was gonna be broken down in every way possible. Yet he was laughing. You placed your gun in his mouth not caring to answer. He was seeing this as a play. You were not.
The window of the warehouse broke down when Bruce came in, in his Batman costume. You didn't flinch, way too used to his schemes. You took out your other gun and pointed at him.
"Scarlet, drop your guns." his tone was like steel. "Be reasonable, killing him won't change anything." You bent your head to the side slightly.
"You have no idea just how reasonable I've been," you said. "He took my boy and if you can't take him out, Batman, I can." you opened the safety of the gun which you were pointing at Bruce.
"You don't understand. I don't think you've ever understood." he shook his head taking a step towards you. "You're putting the city in danger, letting those hell creatures loose."
You shot the wall next to him, barely missing one of his arms. "Sending those creatures after her instead of myself was mercy." he stopped midstep. You knew with Bruce's protection Harley was safe. For now. "And despite your hypocrisies and insults, I begged you to safely get out of my way."
You turned your head to the Joker, ready to pull the trigger.
"No! God almighty. No. It'd be too damned easy." Bruce called out to you.
"All I ever wanted to do was kill him. A day doesn't go by when I don't think about subjecting him to every horrendous torture he has dealt out to others. And then end him."
"Then end him. Let's end this here, tonight. I missed you, I missed my boys." your voice was close to a whisper.
"But if I do that, if I allow myself to go down in that place I'll never come back." he took another step toward you, hands reached out.
"You've exhausted my patience. But I do hope you understand. And even now what's about to happen." you turned your head sharp to him, your teary eyes glowing with the moonlight with something like madness in them. You shot towards his leg. Bruces dodged the bullet with a somersault. Now being much closer to you.
"I won't miss one more time." you took your other gun out of Joker's mouth. The man started to giggle.
" This is me being reasonable." you pulled the trigger.
#batfam#batfam x reader#batfam x batmom!reader#bruce wayne x batmom#jason todd deserved better#we love jason todd#no beta we die like jason todd#please go easy on me#it is my first fic#jason is an angsty shit#bruce needs a hug#reader needs a hug#everyone needs a hug#how does the tags work#batman x reader#batmom#jason todd x reader#dick grayson x reader
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Little something for the Simpsons fandom? I’ve been rewatching the Simpsons as of lately cause of this dude and Troy McClure
(Definitely not cause they had the same VA as PaddyWhack from DWD 😳) nah but fr though, they were amazing characters, they’ve definitely become a top fave. I’ve really been enjoying the watch through, I am going to miss them when these characters stop showing up
#Art#fanart#lionel hutz#the Simpsons Lionel Hutz#Miguel Sanchez#The Simpsons fanart#Bros not wearing a tie at all#draw your babygirl in this#draw your babygirl in this meme#Art trend#Please go easy on me#Sorry the hands look bad
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Trying to work on getting back to being more comfortable sharing my thoughts so going to jump right in the deep end. I do feel like there is a very good argument for faith lehane as an aromantic allosexual. I feel like faith in season three is specifically obsessed with Buffy in a way that is definitely tied at least in part to some degree of sexual attraction. I would like to note, however, that this attraction can exist absent romantic intentions entirely.
I definitely do feel like there are a lot of indications that faith is potentially romantically interested in Buffy, especially some amount of jealousy of Angel/desire to be in Angel's position. This is, of course, a very valid interpretation of Faith's character. I also very much hold that Faith does not have any real emotional attachment to any of the guys she hooks up with/has sex with, but does have something going on between Buffy and herself.
I do find, as an aromantic, getting into a pattern of obsession with others. It's kinda like this non-romantic non-platonic desire for emotional closeness. I don't think it's exclusive to aromantics but absent romantic inclinations it stands out more. I have definitely had bad times where I do feel resentful when friends prioritize their significant others over me. It can be tough feeling like you will never be able to be the most important person in someone's life. At this point I have been able to move past these feelings, but it takes time and introspection.
A lot of aro people talk about this idea that there isn't anything that is exclusively romantic except for intent. The idea that friendships look one way and romantic relationships look another way is not an accurate one, as the actions generally deemed to be romantic change based on cultural context.
So back to faith. She spends most of season three isolated. The only people she really knows are the people in Buffy's friend group. She wants this close emotional connection with Buffy. She also very obviously wants sex with Buffy. It is easy to see why she would see Angel as an obstacle to that connection when Buffy not only does not confide in Faith about Angel's existence, but also Faith is not necessarily clear on if what she wants from Buffy is actually friendship or not.
I do think that the argument for Faith as alloallo lesbian is 100% a valid interpretation, but I think that as someone who has repeatedly interpreted her (my) platonic feelings as romantic due to the perceived intensity of her (my) desire for emotional connection, I believe this interpretation is a valid one.
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I would absolutely lay down my life for this angel !
#good omens#aziraphale#good omens 2#please I haven’t draw this bundle of joy for a while#please go easy on me#good omens fanart#aziraphale fanart#please help him
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Based on this sign from Dapper
Who has seen these mysterious cats?
Bad, Fit, Phil, Dapper, Ramon, Chayanne, and Walter Bob.
Now I'm just gonna open up with it's a 99% chance that an admin is doing this.
Who does that leave us with?
Tallulah, Leo, Richarlyson, Pomme, or one of the throw away admin accounts. Maybe even Bobby since, I believe, his admin (06) played a capybara a couple days ago.
Dapper also said that the cats have nothing to do with the code or the Federation so that's why I'm ruling Cucurucho and the code out of this.
#qsmp#i could be completely wrong on this#i am hungover to shit and its nearly 3am 🙃#please go easy on me
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Daddy’s Favorite Story | Bucky Barnes (3rd Day of 🎄)
(Credits to the owner of this pic!)
Hey everyone! I hope you’re enjoying my stories! We’re on day 3 of fluffy Christmas fics! 🩵
Christmas Masterlist <- check out my other holiday fics! ✨
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“Daddy, can you please read me one more story?” I heard Grace’s voice on the other side of her bedroom door. I held a laundry basket in my hands, almost finished with the household chores for the day. I was about to walk in to ask our 5 year old if she needed anything from mommy before I stopped myself once I realized her dad was in the room.
I smiled to myself at the thought of her and Bucky bonding before she went to sleep. Placing the basket on the floor, my right reached out for the doorknob to take a peek at the loves of my life. Bucky was sat down on her bed, she was lying down with a small pile of her stuffed animals around her. She held onto a goat stuffed animal she got from her uncle Steve for her birthday earlier this year.
“You said that two books ago!” Bucky laughed as she sat up in her bed, getting ready to fight to get her way. “But – But this one is the last one! I promise!” She clasped her little fingers together and looked up at her father, giving him the best puppy dog eyes she could muster. Her blue eyes meeting his own as he tried to resist giving in.
“No, sweetheart, don’t do this to me!” She pouted her lips as he covered his face with his hand. The amount of love he has for his daughter will obviously make it difficult for him to say no to her. “Pleeaassee?” He peeked at her through his fingers and chuckled to himself. “Arghh… fine. You win.” She giggled and got settled into her bed, bringing her blanket closer to her and she watched her father in awe.
“Okay, one more story and you promise me that you’ll go to sleep after this, okay?” He raised an eyebrow as she nodded enthusiastically. I crossed my arms over my chest as I leaned against the doorframe, watching this all play out in front of me. He looked through her small bookshelf and picked one up, inspecting it. He turned to look at her and smiled, tapping onto the cover of the book. “This one is a classic, sweetheart. It’s one of daddy’s favorites.” He opened the book in his hands, cleared his throat and began reading.
“‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house.
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.”
Bucky made sure to lean in and show her the pictures. Her little eyes scanned the pages as she held onto her goat stuffie closer to her. I softly smiled to myself, thinking about how lucky I am to have found someone like Bucky to share the rest of my life with. To live a quiet domestic life with.
“The children were nestled, all snug in their beds.”
He leaned in and tickled her stomach as her laughter filled the room. Her cheeks tinted pink as he continued reading her a story for bedtime.
“While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
And momma in her ‘kerchief and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out in the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.”
He stood up abruptly and spread his arms out as Grace watched him with anticipation. He walked over to her window and brushed her curtains to sway them back and forth to give as much visual effects as possible.
“Away to the window flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But a miniature sleigh with eight tiny reindeer.”
He quickly looked around her room for a reindeer stuffie, but all he could see was her goat. He grabbed it and made it look as if it was flying. “Daddy, that’s not a reindeer!” Grace laughed. “Whaaattt? No, it totally is!”
“No he’s not!” He bowed his head for a moment and looked up, smiled at her. “Well, let’s just pretend baby, okay?” She giggled and nodded her head.
“With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
“Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen!”
I couldn’t help but think of how he’s such an amazing father. He’s going all out as best as he can just to make her night. To think we were both so scared to become parents is crazy to me. I don’t know what we were so scared of. Since Grace came into our lives, it’s been nothing but bliss. I can’t imagine our lives without her and I can’t imagine not doing this with Bucky.
“To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!’
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.”
Bucky grabbed her goat and pranced it on her bed, making it look like it was walking closer and closer to her. She smiled as Bucky continued to read the next part of the story.
“As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.”
He cleared his throat as his voice pitched a little higher than usual as he spoke.
“His eyes—how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.”
He walked towards her closet and quickly rummaged through it until he found what he was looking for. He came out with her white scarf wrapped around his mouth to imitate a white beard. Walking back towards his daughter, he reached for her pillow. “Excuse me sweetheart.” She giggled and sat up as she watched him stuff the pillow in his shirt and placed his hands on his belly, letting out a deep laugh. “Ho! Ho! Ho!” Grace burst out laughing as she watched her daddy pretend to be Santa Claus. I brought my hand to my mouth to try to stifle a laugh as I watched him in amusement.
“He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.”
He leaned in and pinched her nose, smiling as she let out a giggle. Her eyes gleaming with admiration towards her father.
“And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight —
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”
She cheered at the end of the story as Bucky placed the book down on her bedside table. He laughed and took the pillow out from his shirt and placed it comfortably behind her head. “Did you enjoy the story?” She nodded and yelled out a big “yes!” He slid off her scarf and placed it next to the book.
He leaned in and placed a kiss on the top of her head. “I’m glad you liked it sweetheart.” He brushed a hair away from her face and smiled. “I love you.”
“I love you too daddy. Thank you for reading me a story.”
He chuckled and nodded. “You’re welcome. Now, it’s time to head to bed! It’s late.” He tucked her into bed, placed one last kiss on her forehead and bid her goodnight. He made his way to the door and saw me standing there. “That was a lovely story.” I stated as his face turned a light shade of pink. “Yeah well..” He closed Grace’s door behind him and looked up at me. “How much did you hear?”
“Oh, not much… only all of it.” I smiled at him as he turned to look away in embarrassment. “Oh God.. so, did you see..?” I nodded as he covered his face with his hands. “I especially liked the part where you pretend to be Santa. That was a nice touch.”
“Hey, I was just trying to give her visuals. What I did was amazing.” He embraced me from behind and placed his hands on my stomach, rubbing small circles. “Of course it was amazing! I’m not saying it wasn’t.” He placed a soft kiss on my cheek as I placed my hands on top of his. We stood there, enjoying the silence between us for we don’t get much of that nowadays. I closed my eyes for a moment and softly smiled. We both sighed in content.
“She’ll be here in a few months.” I quietly spoke as he hummed, his hand not leaving the small bump in my belly. “I can’t wait to meet her.”
“Maybe you could do what you did for Grace tonight again when she gets here.” I chuckled. “It could become a Christmas family tradition.” He chuckled as I pulled back so I could turn to look at him. “I’ll think about it.” He leaned down and placed a kiss upon my lips before pulling away and bending down to grab the laundry basket.
“Head on up to the couch, doll. I’ll finish cleaning up. You just relax and get a movie ready for us to watch, okay?” I nodded my head as we both made our way to the living room.
“Y/N?”
I turned to look at him, my hand instinctively going towards my belly. “Yeah?” He just smiled at me, the kind of smile that could make anyone weak in the knees.
“I love you.” I couldn’t help the blush that rushed to my cheeks. How is it that he’s still able to do that to me? I will never know. I smiled back at him.
“I love you more.”
He scrunched his nose and chuckled. “I think that’s up for debate.” He bit his lip, trying to hide his smile as he turned away to go finish cleaning up the house. Soon our household will go from 3 to 4 and who else knows how bigger it’ll get after that. I’m not worried though, because I’ve got the best partner to do this with. Nothing could be better than this.
I can’t wait for our family to grow.
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I hope y’all liked it! Please let me know your thoughts! Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!
#bucky barnes#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes imagine#bucky imagine#bucky fic#bucky x reader#marvel christmas#marvel Christmas Masterlist#‘twas the night before Christmas#i havent written in so long#please go easy on me#🎄✨🎄✨
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Creepy Early Birds
The sun is starting to rise, once again attempting to pierce through the tick fog of the forest. What are the Slendermansion residents doing?
Headcanon inspired by this post.
Ben Drowned
He never went to sleep.
He’s a ghost, so he doesn’t really have to.
So yeah, he’s already up.
He probably is still playing video games too.
It must be nice not getting back pain from sitting in the same position for hours on end.
Eyeless Jack
Also doesn’t really sleep?
I’ve seen some debate whether he’s just a really strange human or a human sacrifice now possessed by a demon… and I’m kinda leaning towards the second idea..?
I mean, he CAN sleep, he just doesn’t really need to.
So he doesn’t.
He’s already up and scouring the house for his hidden stash of kidneys.
Hoodie
He sets his alarm early.
That way he has time to wake up and start functioning before work.
So he’s already awake when the sun starts to rise, usually.
Sometimes he does sleep in a little bit though.
Jeff the Killer
There’s a 50/50 chance he’s still asleep.
Like, some mornings he wakes up, gets up, and is already ready to get on with his day.
Which kinda scares me.
Other times, EJ has to drag him from bed.
You know, like a normal person would have to be dragged from bed.
Masky
Have you ever met a depressed morning person?
I haven’t.
And neither has Masky.
While he still does manage to force himself to get up with his alarm clock…
He has three set.
And drags himself up when the last one goes off.
Don’t try talking to him until he’s had his morning coffee and cigarette.
He won’t respond and he’ll be pissed for the rest of the day.
After that though, he feels somewhat awake and can actually start getting on with his day.
Slenderman
He doesn’t get much sleep.
He has too much work to do.
He’s exhausted.
Though, whether that’s from behind tired (does he need sleep?) or because of the other residents, he has no idea.
But yeah, he’s up and already working.
Toby
He’s still asleep.
He won’t wake up until the sun is up, but just rising.
He gets up at a decent 8-9 on the weekends and 6-7 on the weekdays.
Probably the most normal schedule out of everyone.
#sorry I’m still new to the fandom#please go easy on me#I hope I didn’t get too out of character#nyx#nyx speaks#creepypasta#creepypasta headcanon#headcanons#jeff the killer#eyeless jack#ben drowned#cp masky#ticci toby#hoodie
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Lost in a Winter Wonderland~ Part 2
(A/N: hey, you get free art this time!)
(Winter king x Lost!Reader)
A warm tone is the last thing you hear before you succumb to the cold.
once you awaken, you feel much warmer..too warm. you open your eyes and you are under about 5 blankets, which you remove, but quickly put back on, feeling the chill once more.
"Ah! you're awake!"
you look towards the voice, its familiar...
The person in front of you, though, looks very unfamiliar, pointed nose, blue skin, white hair..yet he looks..oddly human.
you ask where you are and who he is, on guard, but knowing if he attempts, you can not do much.
"You are in my winter wonderland! I am the winter king, my dear."
this..confused you. King? Wonderland? where WERE you? but none of the less, you bowed your head, sitting up.
"Ah, you needn't. Call me winter my dear! you are my guest, you needn't worry."
you ask exactly where you were.
"You are in the castle of the winter kingdom"
You ask to go home
"Home? where is it then?"
you realize you do not remember. you want to go home, but where is home..?
(A/N: ay, heres the art!)
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Perona x Reader: Day 10
Tags: nsfw, force feminization, masturbation, degradation, and cross-dressing
“Come on out!”
You flushed as you stood behind the divider, too embarrassed to leave it.
“Do I have to?”
“Yes, you do!”
You bit your lip before stepping out from the private space, showing off your outfit. You were clothed in a gothic Lolita ensemble, a mid-length black dress adorned your body, ruffles and frills decorating the dress. You wore a pair of frilly socks and a lacy choker as well.
Perona had also put you in light makeup, making your lashes thick, your cheeks rosy, and your lips glossy.
The young woman’s eyes light up as she sees you, her pink curls bouncing as she jumps up.
“You look so cute!” She gushes.
You flush. You didn’t want to tell Perona this, but this embarrassing situation aroused you. You didn’t know why, but for the longest time, you felt aroused by humiliation. And this situation, given your attachment to your masculinity, was arousing.
You could feel your arousal begin to poke through your skirt. The pink-haired girl notices.
She scrunches her face up, “Ew, that’s so not cute.”
She points to your stiffening cock, and immediately you turn red.
“Hold on,” she tsks, seeming annoyed by your body’s functions. The pink-haired girl turns towards her dresser and pulls out a pair of white panties. She then reaches for your dress’ skirt and flips it upwards, exposing your open cock to the air.
“P-Perona!” You squeal, trying to cover yourself. But she swats your hands away.
“Oh, be quiet!” He hisses, holding the skirt upwards, “Just pull these up to your thighs.
“My thighs?” You question, accepting the delicate panties before stepping into them, stopping at your thighs as instructed.
You jump when Perona reaches for your cock, tucking it between your legs and pulling up your panties the rest of the way.
“There you go, now you look much better!”
You feel yourself throb as your cock lies sandwiched between your thighs. You had never felt so humiliated before.
“Now we’re ready for high heels!”
She happily retrieved a pair of black platform heels that looked way too tall for you to comfortably walk in. You swallowed as she placed them before you. Knowing she would win anyway, you didn’t bother arguing, so you stepped inside the shoes. She smiles as you wobble before her, attempting to take a few steps.
“I don’t know if this is going to work-“
“Oh, it will be fine, don’t be such a downer!”
You take one step after another, trying your best to grow accustomed to the shoes, but you end up falling, your hands catching you. Perona tsks.
“Maybe high heels are too much. Ugh, you’re a terrible girl.”
The embarrassment of tripping and her degrading words gets you even harder.
“I already told you this isn’t cute.” She scrunches her nose as she looks down at you, placing her platform-clad foot on your rear end as you kneel on the floor.
“You’re all hard, and it’s disgusting. Get rid of it.”
“O-Okay…” you sit back on your heels, “I’ll go to the bathroom and-“
“No.” Perona crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her breasts up slightly, “You have to do it in front of me. That’s your punishment!”
Your bottom lip quivers, but you nod, pulling your cock out from your panties. It’s dripping, precum uselessly leaking from your tip. You’re about to begin stroking, but she stops you.
“Not like that.” She says, rolling her eyes.
She walks over to her drawer and pulls out a dildo with a suction cup at the base.
“Use this. And don’t touch your gross clit again.”
“Y-Yes, of course.” You say, looking at the dildo that she held. She hands it off to you, and you eye the gelatinous toy curiously. It’s silicone and pink, the toy jiggling with even the slightest movement.
“Hurry up!”
“I-I need lube-“
She clicks her tongue, “Then suck on it.”
Your face grows bright red as you look at the toy in your hands; it’s slim but lengthy, causing you to worry about your gag reflex.
“Go ahead and do it! I’m getting bored waiting here.”
You gulp but press the toy to your lips, licking the tip slowly. After several licks with your tongue, you take it between your lips, gently sucking.
Perona seems pleased.
You moan around the silicone shaft, taking it in deeper and deeper with each movement of your hand. Before you know it, it’s halfway down your throat, your tongue swirling at the tip each time it reaches your lips.
You were getting so aroused by this that your mind grew foggy. You felt too dumb to do anything but suck off this toy.
But Perona stops you.
“Hurry up and get off. We have to go back to playing dress up.”
You pop the toy out of your mouth and tug your panties off all the way. You sit up, placing the toy on the floor, your hips hovering over it.
You bite your lip as you sink onto the toy, your eyes shut tight. It burned as it stretched out your hole, the spit only helping slightly.
You rock your hips slowly, trying not to push yourself too much as it is your first time taking something up the ass. You whimper and whine, your hips bucking slightly as the pain blossoms into pleasure.
“Perona…” you pant out, your toes curling as you begin bouncing atop the dildo.
She simply looks at her nails, paying you no mind. The way she ignores you causes the pleasure to bubble up inside you. With your hips jutting at a certain angle, the toy hits your prostate dead on. Your eyes roll back, and you immediately cum, the ropes shooting all over Perona’s clothing that you wore.
“My dress!” She screams.
“S-Sorry…” you go limp, lying on the floor as your legs turn to jelly.
Maybe you’d just have to play dress up some other time.
#perona#perona x reader#one piece#one piece smut#anime#fanfiction#x reader#cream's fics#I have never written perona before#please go easy on me
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broflovski and fartman or something
#IVE HAD TO REPOST THIS LIKE 50 TIMES#I DON’T KNOW HOW TO USE TUMBLR#kyman#eric cartman#kyle broflovski#liane cartman#ike broflovski#please go easy on me
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Hey, folks! It's a reintroduction. We've been real slow over here for a variety of reasons. Now, Remy is going to take over posting and see if we can get back on track! I'm not as good at Tumblr as M is, but I'll do my best.
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Main Madcom Gang (Hank, 2bdamned, Deimos and Sanford) Reaction to the Eldritch!Player + BONUS at the end
(It's random honestly and I am not good at writing so if this bad. I understand the judgements eeee...I am sorry for any ooc writing. This is why I am a reader instead of a writer)
- Hank J. Wimbleton, An infamous nevadian. Understandably, He'd hostile as the appearance of the Eldritch!Player is off putting. Especially that they don't radiate any warmth of aura that the player they know. It's just cold, emptiness and dread aura that not even he'd get used to. Out of all the things he has faced and fought from a Zombie clown to an Employeer, Hell... Even Himself. This is the one person that He'd choose not to mess with.
- Deimos, He'd obviously one would expressively freak out at this player. He wouldn't believe that they were a player until feeling the strings attached to him confirms that they are another player. It wasn't warm... It was freezing. He questions why is this one so unsettling to begin with... Were they always like this? He may only met one player and that's the nice one but this one screams "danger" even from a distance.
- Sanford. He could only stand in fear as He stared back at the "Player" infront of him. Can He even call them that? He knows that the other player he met and know looks different from himself and nevadians but this one is unnaturally different that scares him. From the mouth that's somewhat attached to one another, An open mouth cavity that has teeth to eyes on their arms that can stare back at him.
- 2bdammed. He already sees them as a threat due to their unnatural appearance and power alone, Not only surpassing the Player that he knows... It's reaching levels that could be a threat to the entire land of Nevada as a whole. He fears that this "Player" could take on The Maker if they wish or planned to. Overall, He refuse to trust them as their motives are questionable on what they are planning.
BONUS! Headcanon for The Terrifying Eldritch!Player but It's random.
- Their motives is questionable to say the least but it's not known what their goal is to do with the people within the world of Madness Combat, Just answering with "It will be their downfall or ours..."
- Seems to be finding The Player that entered the hell hole that is Nevada. Sure, They can use their powers as they wish but where is the fun of slowly approaching their prey?
- There are followers of the Eldritch that are from the far land of Nevada. They are worst than the Fanatics and are NOT to be messed with.
- They are Tall.
- Hides their face behind a large hat and veil as the eyes around on either arms are closed, making it look like they have many scars. No, They refuse to share their hat.
- Can disguise themselves as a normal being or grunt if wished to do so but keeps the Hat with the veil. What? They like the hat. HAT STAYS ON.
- Out of all the things in Nevada. They seem to enjoy the Romps (even the Star), No explanation on what reason on why they like them. Maybe that they look out of place in the crossed face world? Hmmm...
#madness combat self aware au#god!players#self aware m:pn au#player x madness combat#madness combat x player#self aware m:pn au madcom self aware au#idk my writing sucks#please go easy on me#this is legit my first time
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