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Hallo again! I am the one who asked about Val, it wasn't a request I was asking if you write for him so here we go!
Could it please be where reader is Valentino's son ( or just child if you don't write for male reader ) and Valentino can't find someone to trust-worthy to babysit his son so he just take him to work since reader is non-verbal anyway and won't be much of a bother?
So reader now comes regularly with him and see the other Vees as family. Perhaps Vox as another dad/uncle and Velvette as a big sister ( or any family role for them ).
Thank you for giving a look to my request!
Ooh! Right! Okay, okay. I can try this out. To be honest, Val is a monster but something tells me he wouldn’t be THAT bad with a kid of his own and yes, I do write male readers. Female, male, transgender, genderfluid(if that’s possible, idk how but I would do it anyway), nonbinary/GN! But anyways. Let’s try Val out as a dad!
Valentino- Silkworm Caterpillar
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Everybody who knows the director of the Pentagram City’s Porn Industry, Valentino, is aware how much of a bastard he is; cruel, abusive, exploitative but nobody had ever suspected that he would actually one: have a son and two: treat that son better than he’s ever treated anybody, even his on-and-off boyfriend, Vox
Your dad’s an insufferable man-child but yet, he is actually pretty good with you. He doesn’t really like much things, other than you. He is awful but he feels kinda soft and fluffy whilst he is around you. You’re basically his soft spot
Valentino needs hugs and he will get them, no matter what may step in his path. You are non-verbal and mute so he cannot communicate with you properly, he just acts on his affections for you since he believes it’s fine
Valentino is that type of wingman-father. He always encourages you to get out of your comfort zone and boosts you up to look even better. He’s a close friend to you and you can hang out with him in casual settings where it almost seems like he is just your uncle, not your father
Valentino always offers to get you what you want, he is a father that spoils his seed rotten. Want a drink? He’ll get it. Want a phone? He’ll get it. Want more hugs? You’re getting them rather you want it or not. He likes it when you smile and he does very much have favouritism towards you, where he almost never raises his voice to you
Valentino is actually protective, believe it or not and he is defensive over his son. Rather said son be above ten years old, he doesn’t trust a single being in Hell. Not anybody in Vees, not any under their luck bum he picks up for hire, not any one of his assistants. Nobody. He doesn’t ever want to leave you with somebody who can cause a threat
Valentino doesn’t really want to resort to this but after some more time. He decides to stop leaving you in the Vees Tower. You’re alone and you need him so he begins to bring you to his porn studios but what he does is that he glues you to other devices so you don’t have to be uncomfortable with watching pornography
Valentino is relatively soft and gentle. Even somebody as deranged and sick as him has a moment of love and affection and it’s in his son. He could be the most pissed off and at his absolute worse but when he is greeted by his offspring, he swallows back everything to be dote on you
Valentino calls you his silkworm because you’re a little caterpillar to him. He’s the moth, you’re his caterpillar and he’d pop you on his back and spread his wings for you if he had to. He enjoys your reaction of surprise and awe at his rather beautiful moth wings. He can understand where it comes from, it’s incredible. Isn’t it? He likes it when you’re proud of him or in awe of him
Valentino is aware of your deafness. You’ve been deaf since he had you… back in human life. Believe it or not, but he did and he actually cared to get you hearing aids but after you two died, he lost a hold of hearing aids and he has literally no other methods to help you
Valentino also much prefers you like the Vees themselves and the effort proves worth it since you end up viewing his on-and-off boyfriend, Vox as a stepfather and Velvette, their close friend, as a surrogate big sister. Valentino finds your point of views on his fellow rulers rather adorable and will playfully tease you about them
Valentino is learning sign language, since now of this time, sign language has been fully developed but he is struggling and his temper makes him go from trying to giving up to trying again. He’ll get there eventually, all for you
Valentino doing aggressive sign language and failing a bit
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americassoldierboy · 2 months
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He loves his adopted son so much
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uniquely-mystical03 · 2 years
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For the toa ask reader, could you do little whelp Bular asking his father Gunmar about his mom remembering how he meet s/o who is Bular mom, how they fell in love but also remembering Gunmar finding his wife dying and try to tell her that she going to be ok but she said her last word to Gunmar and die.
*Flashbacks are signified by words in italics*
(Your Name = Y/N, Your Title = Y/T, Your Weapon = y/w, Your Height = y/h, Favorite Color = f/c, Eye Color = e/c, Hair Length = h/l, Hair Color = h/c, Favorite Gemstone = f/g/s)
“Father. Father, wake up!” Gunmar groaned as he was awoken from his slumber, only just slightly aware of the small weight on his arm. Peaking his eye open, Gunmar took notice of the little whelp staring at him eagerly, his tail wagging and mane puffed up at odd ends from his impatience. 
“What is it, my son?” Gunmar asked, a tired huff escaping him as he closed his eye again.
“Can you tell me about mother?” Gunmar opened his eye once more, lifting his head as he became fully awake. 
“What’s with the sudden interest?”
“AAARRRGGHH!!! mentioned her today in training.” Bular explained, sitting back on his haunches, “He says that one day, I’m going to be as strong as she was.” 
“Aarghaumont would know of such things for he fought alongside your mother and I many times.”
“What was she like, father?” Gunmar thought for a moment before shifting into a sitting position.
“Come here, my son, and let me tell you the story of (Y/N) (Y/T).” Bular immediately climbed into his father’s lap, eagerly waiting for his father to begin. “Now then, once upon a time…”
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CLANG! RAAWR!
A troll flew across the arena and collided with a pillar, the beast of stone crumbling to the ground with a pained groan. Gunmar raised his sword high in the air, roaring in victory as his army cheered around him. He had been sparring with Gumm-Gumm after Gumm-Gumm for hours now, proving his strength. 
“Who’s next?” Gunmar called, glancing around at the trolls around him. “Who thinks they can best me, Gunmar the Black?” The trolls crowded around him glanced at each other, waiting to see who would challenge him next, but no one dared to step forward. “No one? Not one of you wishes to challenge-” 
“I challenge you!” Gunmar turned towards to owner of the voice. A female troll with a (y/w) had pushed her way through the crowd to stand in the arena with him. She was a (y/h) troll with (f/c) skin and (e/c) eyes, her (h/l) (h/c) hair pulled back into a braid (if you have short hair, just leave it down). 
“And, who might I have the honor of defeating?” Gunmar asked, eyeing the troll as she made her way to the center of the arena.
“I am (Y/N) (Y/T), and it is you who shall be defeated, oh great Skullcrusher.” the troll claimed, bowing in a mocking manner. Gunmar narrowed his eyes at her and smirked, brandishing his sword.
“Do your worst.”
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Gunmar sat atop a small boulder, his back against the tree as he sharpened the blade he held against the stone of his forearm. He was being patient, but he wasn’t entirely sure how long that would last. As confident as he was in his decision, he had never seen something such as this to be in his future. To have it now…
“Gunmar?” a voice called from further within the woods. Gunmar stopped what he was doing and turned to hide the blade in the hollow space within the tree. 
“I am here, (Y/N).” Gunmar called back as he picked up his own sword and started to sharpen that. (Y/N) emerged from the trees a few minutes later, a smile on her face.
“Here you are. I was beginning to think you had forgotten me.” (Y/N) teased, making her way over to him. 
“I would never do that.” Gunmar argued, glancing up at her. She smiled in return. Then (Y/N)’s gaze fell to Gunmar’s blade, watching him sharpen the blade before glancing up to meet his eye. 
“Is something wrong?” (Y/N) asked.
“What makes you think that?” (Y/N) arched a brow, gesturing to his sword.
“You only sharpen your blade like that when you’re deep in thought.” Gunmar glanced down at his sword, a huff of laughter passing his lips.
“Am I truly that predictable?”
“Only to those who truly know you.” (Y/N) clarified, sitting on the ground beside him. “Now, what’s troubling you?” Gunmar hesitated before stabbing his sword into the ground, turning to face (Y/N). 
“We have known each other for many years now, fighting battles and destroying our enemies together.” Gunmar claimed, reaching for the blade within the hollow. “No matter what occurs, I always know that I can count on you.”
“Gunmar…” (Y/N) started, but trailed off when Gunmar brought out the blade. It was an onyx blade with (f/g/s) embedded in the hilt.
“I want you to rule by my side, (Y/N). Now, and forever. You can be my dark queen.” Gunmar said, presenting the blade to her. “You’re always talking about being mated and starting a family. I want that too. With you. So… What do you say?” (Y/N) silently stared at the blade and for a moment, Gunmar worried that she would say no. Then, (Y/N) reached forward and placed a hand on the smooth surface of the blade, her gaze meeting Gunmar’s.
“I would love nothing more than to be your mate, oh great Skullcrusher.” Gunmar beamed at her acceptance and leant forward, bumping his forehead against her’s.
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“(Y/N)!” Gunmar bellowed, turning wildly in every direction as he searched the battlefield for his mate. Bodies lay scattered all around him, troll and human alike. He could see his men searching through the destruction for their injured as well as any humans that remained alive. Most of the fleshbags had fled, but not before dealing a blow to Gunmar’s own people. 
“Skullcrusher!” Gunmar turned upon hearing Aarghaumont’s call, catching sight of the brute just at the edge of the carnage. He was holding up a blade for Gunmar to see… An onyx blade with (f/g/s) in the hilt. 
“No…” Gunmar rushed over to Aarghaumont’s side, slowing to a stop only when his gaze fell upon a (f/c) skinned troll lying on their side in the grass, their back to him. Gunmar slowly approached the troll, his eyes roaming their form as he crouched beside them. Their back was littered with cuts and gashes, the wounds already hardened into solid stone. Hesitantly, Gunmar reached forward to grab the troll’s shoulder, tugging them gently so that they rolled onto their back. Gunmar’s eye widened upon seeing the large gash marking (Y/N)’s chest, the stone that was already covering the wound now creeping across her skin. 
“Gunmar…?” Gunmar’s eye shot up to (Y/N)’s face, locking his gaze with her’s.
“(Y/N)! It’s going to be alright. We’ll get you a healer.” Gunmar said, trying to reassure himself just as much as her. Gunmar turned to Aarghaumont, an urgency in his expression. “Aarghaumont. Get the healer.”
“Gunmar… Don’t-” (Y/N) was cut off by a violent cough, scaring Gunmar.
“Now, Aarghaumont!” Gunmar’s general immediately rushed off at his order, going in search of the healer. Gunmar turned back to (Y/N), taking her hand in his. “Everything is going to be okay, (Y/N). The healer will come and they’ll help you.”
“Gunmar… It’s too late for me…”
“No! Don’t say that! It’s going to be okay. You’re going to be okay.” Gunmar argued. (Y/N) smiled weakly, reaching a hand up to touch Gunmar’s cheek. Gunmar turned to look at (Y/N)’s face, his grip on (Y/N)’s hand tightening.
“It’s okay, Gunmar… I’m at peace…” (Y/N) claimed. Gunmar shook his head in denial, wanting so much to argue but the words were lost to him as (Y/N) started to speak again. “I want you… to promise me something…”
“Anything, my love.” (Y/N) took a deep, ragged breath, wincing from the pain she felt all over.
“Promise… you’ll keep him safe…” (Y/N) said softly, the stone creeping up her neck making it harder to speak. “Promise that… you’ll guide him… and love him… for the both of us…” Gunmar stared at his mate in confusion but said nothing, instead reaching up a hand to hold her’s against his cheek. “Promise me…”
“I promise, my love.” Gunmar claimed. (Y/N) smiled again, wincing slightly.
“I love you, oh great Skullcrusher.” Gunmar huffed in laughter, lowering his head to press their foreheads together.
“I love you too.” Just as Gunmar uttered those words, (Y/N)’s arm went slack, her hands going limp as her entire body turned to stone. Gunmar gave (Y/N) one final head bump before lifting his head, howling mournfully into the night sky. Aarghaumont returned sometime after with the healer trailing behind him and the two trolls, under Gunmar’s request, immediately got to work with gathering (Y/N)’s body and carrying her away. Gunmar picked up (Y/N)’s blade as he stood, following the trolls with his gaze before turning away, grief overtaking him. Gunmar was about to make his way home, not wanting to be on the battlefield any longer, when suddenly…
CRACK
Gunmar whirled around, brandishing his own sword as he searched for the source of the noise. His eye roamed the trees around him, his guard up. Gunmar was about to think that perhaps he imagined the sound when it suddenly came again.
CRACK
Gunmar looked down, the direction of the sound clearer now that he was paying attention to it. At the base of a tree, hidden under its roots, was a glowing red crystal, weblike cracks etching their way across its hard edges. Gunmar’s eye widened upon recognizing the crystal, the Skullcrusher immediately dropping to his knees as he ripped the roots from the ground, exposing the crystal. He watched the crystal as it glowed brighter, the cracks growing in number until suddenly, the crystal shattered in a bright flash of red light. Gunmar shielded his eye from the light, only lowering his arm when he was sure that the light was gone. Within the small space beneath the tree, lying among shards of the shattered red crystal, was a black puffball of a whelp small enough to fit in his hand. Promise… you’ll keep him safe… Gunmar realized then that (Y/N) had been speaking of the whelp that lay before him… Their whelp. Gunmar reached out as the whelp stirred, brushing crystal shards from the small creature’s mane. The whelp mewled at the contact, lifting its head as it slowly blinked its eyes open, the small thing squinting up at Gunmar. Small red and yellow eyes met the gaze of one neon blue eye and immediately the small whelp squirmed, trying its best to crawl out of the hole and towards Gunmar. A soft smile graced Gunmar’s lips as he reached down, picking the whelp up by his scruff and carefully placing him in the palm of his other hand. The whelp cooed happily, bumping its head against Gunmar’s claws. 
“I promise…” Gunmar murmured, lowering his head to bump his forehead against the whelp’s, the little creature cooing at the contact. “I promise to protect and guide you... I swear, for as long as I live, you will never have to be afraid.” Gunmar pulled away from the whelp slightly, the little one reaching for him as he did, making him smile. “And, you shall always be loved, my little Dark Prince.” Gunmar leaned forward, allowing the small whelp to grab at his nose. “My little Bular.”
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youmixxx · 1 year
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Hello everyone! It’s Day 9 of the Four Swords Advent Anthology Event and, ho boy, do I have something interesting for you today! Going a little out of my comfort zone, I decided to try myself on a FS x SS Crossover. So, I took our beloved FS boys and placed them in Skyloft.  There is still a little bit to come until Christmas, but therefore you can check out the first five chapters for now! So please stick around! Huge shoutout to @fsadventanthology for hosting this event. I had a blast writing this fic. Merry Christmas everyone and stay awesome!
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pavelzacha · 1 year
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Also every time tim thomas comes out from wherever the hell he is it always has something to do with tuukka or he’s usually seen with him
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kkelsey--spring · 4 months
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seeing yourself in someone else
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sadgeniuslab · 1 month
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reading from left to right
AU where Dragon raised Luffy comic
I'm also convinced Dragon is at least a vegetarian.
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sucharandomwolf · 26 days
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Hello Rise fandom 🤗
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fefiemmanouil1 · 2 years
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evilhorse · 10 months
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Thank you, Tim. For coming for me.
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phykoha · 9 months
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For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone-
The Leo's get along very well now... But, at first, Little Blue had a hard time learning when to keep his mouth shut.
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turtleblogatlast · 4 months
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I think about Leo’s “I’m your least favorite” comment to Splinter in “Down with the Sickness” a lot. It’s likely just a throwaway comment, a way to get Splinter to leave him alone before Leo gets sick too, but I can’t help but wonder if Leo believes it on some level.
Obviously it’s not true, Splinter loves him as much as he loves the others, but…it wouldn’t be shocking if Leo believed otherwise. After all, just in “Many Unhappy Returns” alone, Splinter has, with no hesitation, said comments like “my other sons would have taken this seriously” and “I knew I should’ve brought purple”, said “no” to Leo’s “I love you”, and pretty blatantly didn’t extend any trust in Leo’s plan even after Leo was fairly effortlessly defeating their opponents.
It was only after, when they’d already won, that Splinter finally gives him a “it was all you my son!” And…that’s basically it. Raph is the one who announces his trust in Leo. Not their father, even though Splinter is the one to witness Leo lowering his walls for once (which Splinter doesn’t react well too, because Leo only lowers his walls in the most hectic of times, and because he lowers them only then, either no one is around or no one is in the right state of mind to respond properly, leading to Leo building his walls back up, and the cycle continues.)
Again, it’s not because Splinter doesn’t love Leo, but Leo…can’t be feeling too good about all that. The way he never reacted surprised about any of Splinter’s words too…
He may know that Splinter loves them all, as a group, but individually…I don’t think Leo believes he ranks all that high with that love. Gives another meaning to “I’m nothing without my brothers” huh?
(Of course, I’m willing to bet the invasion changed that understanding, but with that comes the potential misunderstanding that his father’s outright love is tied to Leo sacrificing himself.)
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt leo#rise leo#rottmnt headcanons#again OBVIOUSLY SPLINTER LOVES HIM DEARLY#but I wouldn’t blame Leo for thinking he’s loved the LEAST#Splinter also blatantly thinking Donnie is funnier doesn’t help#Leo being a Leo and thus being a Daddy’s Boy at his core doesn’t help#man splinter if you tell Leo he was the first one you held he’d be riding that high for MONTHS#but yeah I just think that with all of Leo’s insecurities…this all isn’t all that unlikely a conclusion to make#and I’ve said it before but…Leo and Splinter don’t really have a softer moment between them unlike the others#that must sting#this isn’t to say that Splinter was WRONG in being upset with Leo in Many Unhappy Returns#because Splinter had no way of knowing Leo’s plan would work out#but again - Leo has to be so confident and cocky because goddangit SOMEONE has to believe in him#so he lets it be himself#hell even the hug that comes after they incapacitate the shredder was more of a ‘Leo was there but it’s to all of them’#I want them to have a good father son talk so bad#is it any wonder why Leo imprints so quick on Hueso#when the man sees him break and decides to help?#can you imagine how much that means to someone like Leo#that someone with all the reason in the world to leave Leo to deal with things alone#chooses not only to help him but to actively protect him after as well#I bet with Splinter there’s always a voice in the back of his head#that says his dad’s love of him is more obligation than anything#and if they didn’t have that DNA connection it wouldn’t be there#so Hueso having no connection but still sticking by Leo’s side in Leo’s moment of weakness…it probably means a lot#it’s a shame we didn’t truly get that with Splinter and Leo#now I want Hueso and Splinter to meet bc like…they’re both dads! and it’d be interesting
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vaguely-concerned · 1 month
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there are a lot of daddy issues to go around on DS9 in general, but odo, bashir and garak are really in their own special little fucked up 'what am I but wrought in my father's image' club
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hanafubukki · 12 days
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Love is in the smile 🥹🥹💚💚💞💞💞
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jventureart · 4 months
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andthebeanstalk · 8 months
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Hey anyone else remember the episode of Adventure Time called "Evergreen" where it's revealed that the original bearer of the crown to whom it was "forever linked" was actually a neglected child (and prior reincarnation of Finn) named Gunter trying to be like his wizard father?? Anyone??? Because I had fully forgotten until re-watching the episode last night and I'm losing my mind about the implications.
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(This episode is also a devastating look at how a mistreated child unconsciously learns that he must treat himself and those he has power over as cruelly as he has been treated. Adventure Time has so much sadness and madness, y'all.)
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