#they can all just have fun together!! they can be kids damnit!
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listen. please just hear me out. dave and his animal girl gfs
#PLEASE THEYRE SO SILLY#just dave and his poor irony poisoned heart together with two of the most unapologetically silly and joyful and “cringey” people#who are never gonna judge him for all the things he judges himself more#they can all just have fun together!! they can be kids damnit!#and admittedly davejade is the much more developed thing at play here but i like nepeta being involved too. she just fits right in#oh and this is jadenep too! they are very silly girls and i think they can get up to some lighthearted mischief together#these tags are a mess. i just like them theyre funny and i think they make each other better#davejadenep#davejade#jadenep#davenep#the obvious ship name is. davepeta.#but i dont wanna clog up their tag#jade harley#nepeta leijon#dave strider#homestuck#no id#undescribed#my art
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Could I request the students of Jujutsu Tech meeting Gojo's lovely s/o?
She's a gentle and sweet woman wielding the deadly ability to manipulate threads.
Another loud crash echo through the building as dust kicked up, then settled, around the coughing, injured high schoolers.
“Damnit! We can’t get close to him!”
“It’s not a question of close you idiot.” Nobara barked at Yuji, holding her shoulder; which she had landed on badly. “It’s that that thing has eyes in the back of its head and a reach for miles. We can’t do an ambush if we can’t sneak up on it.”
The special grade curse gleefully whistled. As if to agree with its prey. The hundreds of eyes littering its head, shoulders, and torso, scaling down its back, all quivered with enthusiasm at the idea of them trying to sneak up on it. Even with three of them, all with difficult tactical abilities, there was no way it seemed to break past it’s literally thousand-yard stare and wavey tentacle talons of arms.
“You guys make a break for it.” Yuji and Nobara both let out surprised grunts as Megumi stood. “Try to head for the front exit and meet Ijichi-san. Maybe he can get you back to campus and find someone else in enough time to still hold the curtain.”
“We’re not going to leave you here!” Yuji snapped. Furious at the idea.
Megumi sighed. Already made his decision that this was the best idea for everyone. His hands were already making the sign for Rabbit Escape, to give Nobara & Yuji coverage to get out, when the curse’s long arm reached out like a deadly accordion right at his head.
“Megumi!!”
The pair called out and caught Megumi’s attention. Causing him to look up just in time to see the hulking claw poised around his head to crush it. Just hanging there. Twitching. Like it was trying to close but couldn’t.
“My, my, my….” The sound of footsteps, and unmistakable voice of [Y/N] echoed through the room as she suddenly came out from the shadows. “I never pegged you for the heroics type, Megumi-kun. If I was a few years younger, I might develop a crush on you.” If the situation wasn’t so direr, Megumi would have blushed at his mentor’s wife complimenting him like that.
“Sorry to keep you kids waiting. Traffic was a bear. Although, I’m sure not as much of one as this guy.” The ‘guy’ in question growled and flailed miserably. Unable to move as it was suspended, apparently not of its own free will, in the air. “Those fools. Sending children to do a grow-ups job. It’s disgraceful.” Her hand reached out to delicately grasp and now visible tread in the room. Literal hundreds of red threads suddenly coming into view. Wrapped tight around the curse and pinned to any surface imaginable to keep it pinned. “Much like you. You’ve had your fun, but now it’s time to go. If you choose to go peacefully, I would have made this easier.” The strings pulled tighter in her grasp. Cutting deeper into the curse in a strangle hold. It’s once gleeful cries now one of painful screams. “But you’ve hurt my husband’s precious students. I can’t let that go unpunished. I’m usually a gentle woman. But since you’ve chosen violence.”
The strings tighten and tighten and tighten. Pockets of flesh bulging at their pinching crosshairs before their burst. The screams becoming a gurgling sound as they tighten around its throat. Until, eventually, the strings all pull together too tight, and the curse was cleaved. A flurry of parts exploded over the room before they eventually burst into cleansing, exorcism fire.
The students of Tokyo Tech stunned.
[Y/N] turned on their heels and faced their shocked faces with a smile that they all recognized. “Who wants ice cream?”
Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi all follow after her still in shock. “Did you know that [Y/N]-chan was that strong?” Yuji whispered to Megumi.
To which Megumi shrugged and said, “I don’t know. Gojo-sensei always said they were. That’s why he married them. But Gojo-sensei says a lot of things.”
They all met Ijichi outside, and [Y/N] instructs him to take them to the nearest ice cream shop. He seemed hesitant, at first. Starting off with a comment of ‘they needed to get back to school’ but quickly clammed up about it.
[Y/N] bought them all ice cream and they sat in a booth until Gojo-sensei showed up. Asking where his sundae was. “Of course, I knew how strong [Y/N] was.” He confirmed when regaled about the story and asked if he knew. “She’s my wife after all.”
The group finishes their ice cream and Ijichi was instructed to take them back to campus. Gojo telling him that they would take the scenic route. “Thanks for saving them.” He said as they watched the taillights fade off into the distance.
[Y/N] continued to smile, but dropped her arm from waving. “Of course. I couldn’t let anything happen to them. They’re your precious students. And I’m pretty fond of them as well.”
“It’s pretty sexy how you went all ‘momma bear’ over them.”
Gojo smirked as [Y/N] elbowed him in the ribs. “Don’t be gross. I may have my conflicts with the school that prevent me from teaching, but I still take my job as a sorcerer and de facto den mother seriously.”
He took a step a head of her with his long legs, then turned and gave her a kiss on the forehead. “That is why I married you.” [Y/N] blushed and returned with a shy smirk. “Let’s go home. I’m sure the kids are worried sick about us already.”
#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers)#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen imagines#jujutsu kaisen scenarios#jujutsu kaisen satoru#satoru gojo#satoru gojo x reader#jujutsu kaisen satoru gojo#jujutsu kaisen gojo#megumi fushiguro#nobara kugisaki#yuji itadori#jjk scenarios#jjk imagines#jjk satoru gojo#scenarios#imagine#female reader
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The Moon and Sun (Gon/Killua x Big Sib Reader)
Decisions: Alternate Ending
An: The alternative choice to the cannon path in our story. The only reason I didn't have Y/n stay behind is because there would be a lot less story and character bonding moments between them and the boys. Like most of the Chimera Ant arc would've been skipped over and what I have in store for the Chairman Arc wouldn't fit with this path. Buuuut- I do love my angst so here you go 🫴
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Your eyes widened at the angry spike of Aura from Gon. The power radiating off was a shock to your system. Immediately snapping you out of your shock. Yet you could only watch in horror as that thing turned around with a grin.
No.
Not again.
YOU WERE NOT GOING TO LOSE ANOTHER KID
In an instant you were up and out of Kite's arms. Staggering harshly from the wound on your side. You quickly clasped your hands together, forcing every ounce of nen you had into them.
A mass of nen strings wrapped tightly around the ant. It's malicious aura lashing out. Trying desperately to overpower yours.
And it was working.
"RUN! HURRY! I CAN'T HOLD THEM FOR MUCH LONGER!" Your voice nothing more than a rasp. Straining painfully with the damage done to it.
"NO! WE'RE NOT JUST GOING TO LEAVE YOU!" Gon protested.
His own furious aura not helping you focus. Your strength was fading by the second. If you slipped up now, you were all dead.
It also didn't help to feel the hesitance from all three of them. As if trying to come up with a way no one would be left behind. But that simply wasn't possible.
Your thoughts were interrupted by the ant releasing even more of its aura. Turning around with a bit of effort against your hold. It met your eyes with a childlike glee.
"I can already tell...This is going to be fun."
You could feel your heart pounding against your ribcage in fear.
Those eyes, they had nothing but bloodlust behind them. So empty and cruel.
"GOD DAMNIT! GET OUT OF HERE!"
Kite looked over to the boys then back to you. You would not be able to beat this thing. Maybe if you hadn't been injured you would've stood a chance. If he had been able to see its first attack coming. You were no match for it now.
He prepared to summon Crazy Slots, but a burning sensation consumed his wrist. Your promise. He was supposed to get the boys out of here if you fought. Or else he'd lose his nen.
But he couldn't just leave you when he knew you'd die. Not after everything. Those kids were strong enough to make it out of here if he stayed.
No.
He would just be dead weight without his nen. Nothing but a burden to you in this fight. No matter how badly he wanted to believe the opposite.
You were making a sacrifice, and he had to honor it. He just hoped you would be able to find a way to escape.
With that, he darted forward and tossed the boys over his shoulders. Setting a fast pace just as the ant broke free.
"HEY! LET US GO! WE HAVE TO GO BACK!" Killua shouted, trying to wriggle his way out of Kite's grasp.
"TURN AROUND! WE CAN'T LEAVE THEM WITH THAT THING!" Gon screamed, pounding on his back this time.
But he didn't listen to either of their cries. He couldn't afford to. If he did, then none of you were going to make it out of here. And as the Ant's aura spiked to an overwhelming peak, he pushed himself to run faster.
Kite wasn't nearly as fast as you, but it would have to do for now. At the rate he was going, they'd reach the border by daylight.
He could feel your nen at last vanish from his wrist. The conditions had been met. It was you who had stayed behind after all.
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When you'd first summoned your nen, Pitou was intrigued. So far, they hadn't met anybody else who possessed the ability to do so. You were a Rare. Maybe the humans with you were Rares too? The possibility made it all the more exciting.
When you broke a tree in half and used it to swing at them, they were thrilled. They didn't know humans had the strength to do that. And when it actually hit them, Pitou found themselves temporarily winded. Another first with you.
But when daylight broke and you collapsed mid attack, they were disappointed. Sure you'd been getting weaker the more you fought, but they assumed your stamina was running out.
This wasn't stamina.
It had to do with the gashes on your side.
How sad. You'd bled out before they got a chance to beat you.
"Hmmm. Seems my new toy is broken. What a shame, I was really having fun." They mumbled to themselves.
Pitou approached your limp body and pulled you up by the scalp. Staring into your now dull eyes with a frown.
"I wanna do it again. I wanna experience that dream like moment again. Where you were my equal, and you made me question if I was gonna win. I want that again."
They let go and watched as your skull slammed against the ground.
"But you're already dying. No, you might already be dead. It's no fair." They whined.
They continued to stare down at you, wondering what to do with your limp body. The last of your red blood leaving your corpse. Then an idea struck Pitou.
"Yes, I think I'll do just that." They mumbled before dragging your body away by the arm.
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"WHY WOULD YOU JUST LEAVE THEM!!! YOU KNOW THEY'RE NOT A FIGHTER!!! YOU KNEW THEY WERE STRUGGLING ENOUGH AS IT WAS!!! SO WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!!"
Gon had to hold Killua back from lunging at the silver haired hunter. The anger was something Kite had been expecting. These two loved you dearly, so to leave you behind wounded...He didn't blame Killua for being upset.
And although he wanted to provide the boys with a bit of comfort, he wasn't you. He wasn't a nurturing person. Never had been. The same words coming from you would be blunt and cold coming from him.
But he had to try.
He promised you.
Whereas Killua was furious, Gon was frustrated. He didn't care if this was for their own good. You were injured, and that thing was still there with you. You all should've fought together or die trying to take that ant down.
He said he wouldn't leave anyone behind, and he had failed. He said he wouldn't leave you behind. A feeling of guilt starting to weigh on his shoulders.
"We have to go back for them. You don't leave your friends behind to die. We have to go back." Although you weren't a friend. You were the protector. Family.
Kite couldn't help but notice the way Gon spoke just like you. 'You don't leave your friends to die if you know you can save them.' It was bittersweet in a way.
If Kite hadn't given you pushback that day, maybe things would have turned out different. Maybe he would've been able to stay behind and help you defeat that ant.
But it was too late to change the past.
He could only move forward. He didn't need the boys to like him, but he needed them to understand.
"When you make a promise to your friend, you keep it. We agreed that if you two were in danger, someone would stay behind to make sure you got out okay. And I'm sorry, I really am, that it was Y/n who chose to bear that responsibility."
You'd chosen to fight.
But it seems his explanation wasn't enough for them.
"Liar! They would never just leave us! If you're a coward, then fine! But me and Gon are going back!" Killua pushed past him, anger radiating in waves.
Kite had tried talking to them like kids, like you. Now it was time to talk to them like adults.
"If you go back there right now, you'd be making a selfish decision. They gave up their life for yours, and you wanna waste their sacrifice for your own piece of mind. You'd only end up getting yourselves killed for nothing."
And once again, his words had gone in one ear and out the other.
"They're not dead. Y/n wouldn't die that easily. So don't you ever say that again." Gon warned.
It was like talking to brick walls. But he couldn't really blame them for being in denial. A part of him believed you'd be fine, too. A hope that somehow you'd stumble your way out of the NGL.
For now, he needed contact his team as well as the association. If he was lucky, an extermination team was already on the way.
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The amateur hunters were beyond believed to see Kite standing before them. He was okay. And as the seven of them reunited, they couldn't help but feel eyes on them.
The boys.
And their expressions looked almost sad.
It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why. You weren't there. You hadn't come back from inside the NGL. They weren't as fortunate to have their mentor standing before them.
But before any of them could offer words of comfort, one of the three hunters with them decided to speak.
"What the hell is this? Family outing gone wrong?" The one with sunglasses taunted.
The two boys glared him down, silently daring him to say it again. Kite could only offer a drained sigh. Already dreading the conversation to come.
"We were ambushed by one of the queen's royal guards. It had already learned how to use nen. Judging by the power it demonstrated, I'd say it's about as strong as a zodiac." He explained.
The hunter with sunglasses only scowled. But before he could throw in another sarcastic remark, the one in the suit took over.
"People overrate things that they can't understand. And that is a perfectly natural response."
These men were irksome. Already full of themselves despite not even seeing the ant face to face. But if they were the best the association had at the moment, Kite would just have to put up with them.
However, he was surprised when Killua of all people defended him.
"Overrate? You wanna tell that to our big sibling who could hardly hold them back!!!! You wouldn't even last five seconds with that ant, so shut up!" He snapped.
"So you left them behind to fend for themselves like cowards? Just ran away with your tail between your legs? And you call yourselves nen users." The one with sunglasses chastised.
This wasn't good. They were getting nowhere by arguing amongst themselves.
"It wasn't my choice to run away, and the reason why is none of your concern. Our friend is still back there. Their life is more important than petty squabbling. Destroying the nest is more important than standing around yelling about who's right and wrong." Kite scolded.
Today had already been enough without everyone at each other's throats. A level head was needed. It'd be so much easier if Netero stepped in and kept the two hunters in line.
Luckily, they finally seemed to get a grasp of the situation without their ego.
"Fine. Anything we should know about your friend when we find them?" Morel grumbled.
It was a start.
"They were wounded badly before the fight even began, so if they're alive give them immediate medical treatment."
"And if they're dead?"
However horrible it was, all possibilities needed to be considered. There was a high likelihood you didn't make it. It was wise to be realistic instead of hopeful.
".... Bring back the remains for a proper burial.."
But the mention of you being dead had quickly caught Gon's attention.
"They're not dead." His tone was final.
Like he truly believed you'd be okay. And if the opposite happened to be true, then he'd surely break.
"Now that kid's got spirit." Morel praised.
"Their name is Y/n and they've been injured really badly. They've got three gashes on their side, so please find them and bring them back safe."
There was nothing else he or Killua could do. Out of respect for your wishes. Even if it looked like they weren't listening before.
They had.
But they were still hurt.
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Netero's explanation was simple: in order to enter the NGL, the boys would need to get the other halves of their game pieces. They had exactly one month to do so.
The air became tense once the extermination team left. With Gon and Killua standing away from Kite's team. He knew he wasn't on the best of terms with them anymore, but you left their care in his hands. He owed it to you.
So he had no other choice but to stay with them for that month. Maybe longer depending on if you were found. Well, he did have a choice, but it didn't feel right to leave them by themselves.
To navigate this grief alone.
"We'll see you in a month for sure?" Spin questioned.
"Preferably, but it just depends. I'll need you all to keep researching the Chimera Ants in the meantime. Find out everything you can about them. Especially how long it takes the king to hatch after a royal guard has been born. Can you handle that?"
"You can count on us. Be safe, Kite." Banana assured.
"I will."
Now the hard part would truly begin.
He could already feel the hostility radiate from Killua as he approached. And just when he was starting to warm up to him. But it was a valid response.
They were still just kids, after all.
"What do you want? Shouldn't you be leaving with your team, or do you just wanna rub it in our faces more?"
He had your temper, that's for sure.
And he knew the best way to get around it was to have patience. It would be the only way they were going to survive the month.
"I promised Y/n I would take care of you in their place. So that's exactly what I'm going to do. You can be upset, but that doesn't change the fact you need training." It came out harsher than Kite intended it to.
"We don't need your help. I sure as hell don't want it." Killua spat out.
Yet as he realized his choice of words, he froze.
'Language!'
It was like he could hear you. Your scolding. Damnit. He knew you wouldn't have wanted him to be mad at Kite. No, you liked him too much for that. You probably would have said something about focusing on the future, instead of what was in the past.
But he was just too mad to care.
He took a few steps before he was pulled back. He turned around with a scowl. But it was Gon who stopped him.
"Killua, we're not strong enough to do this by ourselves. We can't afford to be stubborn right now. And Y/n chose Kite. They trust him, so you gotta too. Do you think they'd be happy with you being mean to someone they cared about?"
No, no you would not be happy.
It was frustrating.
Killua wanted to hate Kite for leaving you behind, but he just couldn't. He was mad at himself for freezing up. For being too weak in the first place to help.
He knew it wasn't the silver haired hunter's fault, not entirely. For you. He was gonna give him a chance for you.
"Fine, but mess up one time, and you're out." He warned, making sure to point at Kite.
And that was enough. He didn't need the boys to love him the way they did you. Their trust would be enough to get through this.
It was a proper start.
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The first few days had been awkward. Trying to settle in as well as cope with your absence. The small home they occupied was quiet. Kite not wanting to press any boundaries yet.
He'd give the boys time to recover mentally before moving forward.
They seemed to be feeling better on the fourth day. Opting to search for clues on Morel's pupils instead of sitting in silence.
They'd run into a woman named Palm that day. Turns out she was the other hunter's pupil: Knov. Her objective was the same as theirs. And even though she was on their side, there was something off putting about her.
Especially as she absentmindedly continued adding sugar to her coffee while talking.
All three of them silently agreed you would've disliked her. Something foreboding radiating off.
"And I thought Y/n liked sweet things." Gon noted once she left.
"Yeah, she was just eating wet sugar at that point." Killua agreed with a shiver.
The mood had significantly lightened. Conversation flowing easier now that they had something to distract them.
"You know it's not nice to judge a book by its cover." Kite lightly scolded.
A quirk of the brow from Killua let him know it didn't come out as blunt this time.
"Yeah? Well I am, and the cover's screaming 'Weird Lady Who'll Probably Kill Us In Our Sleep!'"
He had to disguise his laugh with a cough. Gon other hand, was cackling along with the other one. It was the first time they smiled in days. Things wouldn't be as tense now.
They made their way back 'home' after paying for their meals. Well, Kite had payed for them after much protest from the duo.
"You can't buy my affection, I'm already rich." Killua pouted.
"Yeah, we can afford it so don't worry," Gon agreed.
"Then you'll get the next one. Think of it as a way of making amends."
It was a plausible explanation, but not the full truth. It was just a habit to take care of those around him. It'd become one after looking after the amateur hunters for so long. He didn't mind it.
It wasn't expected of him, but he preferred to either way.
He stopped abruptly in front of the door. Sensing a dark presence inside. Perhaps an ambush from Morel's pupils.
"Something wrong?" Gon asked.
"There's someone inside." Kite warned.
"What do you mean there's someone inside? Are we being robbed or do you think it's…" Killua started.
"I can't say for certain, but keep your guard up."
But before any of them could move, the door quickly swung open.
"AHHH! WHY ARE YOU IN OUR HOUSE!" Gon screamed, now hiding behind the taller male.
"I thought it would be better if we stayed together. We'd have a better chance of killing Morel's pupils this way." Palm explained.
"So you just broke in!?!" Killua accused.
"You weren't here, so I decided to let myself in."
Alarm bells were ringing. She really thought what she did was justified.
"Hey, substitute sibling, do something about the scary lady." Killua whispered, tugging on the sleeve of Kite's shirt.
Now the Y/n response would have been to tell her off and send her away. You always did have a knack for getting people to listen to you when you were mad.
However, Kite wasn't confrontational by nature. He wasn't a fan of the effort it took to argue. And at this point, it might've been a good idea to take all the help they could get. Still, it was wise to be cautious around Palm.
"You'll be staying with us for the month?" He asked.
"But of course, we are teammates after all. Though I have to warn you, I might not be so pleasant by the end of the month. You are positive they'll be able to kill Morel's pupils, right?"
He didn't like the way her aura darkened. This woman was unstable. No wonder her mentor left her behind.
"Just don't get in the way and they'll be fine."
The boys spared him nervous glances, not exactly thrilled to be sharing a space with Palm. The more on edge they were, the harder it'd be to get them to focus on training.
The objective just became even more difficult.
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The first week of training had gone about as well as Kite thought it would. The boys had potential, they just needed the experience to go with it. Challenging them to a fight only further proved it.
Gon was too reckless, relying too much on his Jan-Ken instead of focusing on his surroundings. The amount of time it took to charge up left him wide open for attacks. It also used a lot of nen to start up. Energy he could've been using for other attacks.
Killua, on the other hand, was too cautious. Hesitating everytime he made a move to strike. Staying purely on the offense to try and read Kite's movements. But it wouldn't make a difference if he kept to the sidelines. Waiting for an opening instead of making one.
There was a lot of work to be done if they even had a hope of beating Morel's pupils. But it wasn't just their strength they needed to work on. It was also their minds. They were too distracted. Auras weighed down by grief.
They missed you, but they wouldn't get anywhere by worrying about 'what if's.'
The second week had been a bit easier, with both boys making corrections to the way they fought. However, there was still something a bit off with the small assassin.
While he was getting faster, he was still incredibly hesitant. Going in for a hit and backing away last second. It was during one of 'these attacks' that Kite noticed something.
There was a malicious aura near his forehead. Something dark with a feeling of bloodlust. Was there something planted inside of his head? Who would do something so cruel to a kid?
"Time out!" He called, making sure to unsummon his Crazy Slots.
"What? Did you hurt your hip or something, old man?" Killua teased.
It was one of the many remarks Kite chose to ignore. Though this one was in more good faith than the previous ones. He gestured to the center of Killua's forehead.
"There's something there. Did your family put a tracker on you by any chance?" Because that was the only plausible explanation for what it could be. It was the only thing Kite could fathom being the reason.
But as Killua's face dropped and he started frantically scratching at his head, he realized it was much more than that.
Fingers digging into flesh as a needle was slowly pulled out. His first instinct was to try and patch up the new wound. His second was to ask just what the hell that was. What did it do?
"Damn, he really got me," Killua mumbled.
"Don't tell me that's Illumi's?" Gon asked, eyeing the bloodied needle.
"It is. That's why I haven't been able to fight properly. I kept hearing his voice telling me to run away."
So he knew the person that did this. Kite didn't know if that made it better or worse.
"If you don't mind me asking, who is Illumi?" He questioned.
"My big brother. Y/n would have hated him."
Definitely worse. What kind of monster would implant a needle into their little sibling's head? And why was Killua acting like it was normal? What other cruel things had he gone through to be this desensitized?
Maybe he understood your protectiveness a bit more.
"Hey, don't tell them about this when they get back, okay? I don't wanna stress them out." Killua added.
It was always a matter of 'when' with you. Not 'if.' Because for whatever reason, they refused to consider the possibility of you dying. And maybe Kite started to believe it too. It made things a little easier to pretend you were still okay.
It made moving forward easier.
And unbeknownst to him, that was the moment Killua gave him his full trust. No longer bitter towards him for leaving you. He was finally able to accept that it was your decision to stay. That Kite would be a good match for you.
He already put up with all of his tantrums, after all. Giving nothing but patience. And Killua appreciated it.
He already knew Gon forgave him long ago. How even though he was upset, was still grateful Kite stuck around.
He may not have been you, but he was doing a great job so far.
Kite had called it a day, telling the boys to get cleaned up before dinner. Although he wasn't too fond of Palm's presence, he was thankful she offered to make them food after training. His thoughts couldn't help but drift to you now that he was alone.
Did you ever cook?
It was embarrassing to think about you that way. Your affection for each other was mutual, but it didn't have a chance to go any further than that. So why? Why was he starting to wonder what it would be like to have you as a partner? To be able to explore these feelings.
It was best to push those thoughts down for now. Not to get his hopes up.
He hardly noticed when Plam approached him, her voice slightly startling the silver haired hunter.
"I do hope I'm not rude for saying this, but I'll let you decide how to train them." She started.
"However, if after a month we determine it would be impossible for them to defeat Morel's pupils, I sincerely doubt that I would be able to restrain myself."
At that Kite tensed up. Sensing her aura get darker by the second.
"What do you mean by that?" He was a bit worried about her answer. Especially since she'd given the same warning at the start of the boys' training.
"I must go to the NGL. I want to go right now in fact. If I'm forced to wait and wait and wait and then I don't get to go...Then I may end up killing you all."
He quickly unleashed a protective aura.
"You won't lay a hand on those boys." Up until this point, he thought Killua's joke was just that. An exaggeration. He didn't really think Palm would act out on violent intentions.
But that was proven to be wrong. If she tried anything, he wouldn't hesitate to put a stop to it. Their safety was priority number one.
No matter what, nothing would happen to those boys.
"I don't want to hurt them, which is why they should give up sooner rather than later. My rage won't be as bad as it would be then." Palm explained.
"They'll win, and even if they don't, you won't do a thing to them. Not on my watch." He sent her a small glare, singling the end of the conversation.
Palm didn't push any further.
Dinner was an experience that night. It started off with an innocent request from Gon that soon turned into chaos.
"Hey Kite. When we get Y/n back, is it okay with you if we spend the first day with them?" He looked a little embarrassed to be asking.
It made sense. The boys missed you like crazy. Who was he to deny them of catching up with you? Still it was odd Gon was asking for his permission.
"I don't see why not…Why do you ask?"
Nothing could have prepared him for his next choice of words.
"Well, I know you two really care about each other. And Y/n really likes being around you. So I wanted to make sure we'd get to spend a little time with them, too."
Kite sputtered over a response, not expecting the boys to have been so observant of your actions.
"Look, we're not even-" But Killua cut him off with mischief littering his aura.
"That reminds me! We gotta set some ground rules if you're gonna be dating our big sibling."
Kite's face went even redder. The last thing he wanted was to discuss your relationship with a bunch of kids. And you weren't even dating!
"Please don't."
But did they listen to his plea? No.
"No kissing or hand holding. None. I'll bite you if I see it."
"And no flirting with other women or men! If you make them sad I'll bite you." Gon added.
There had to be a way out of this conversation.
"I think my team's calling me." He tried to get up and leave, but was once again stopped by the sound of Killua's voice.
"Hey! We're not done talking to you! No stealing them away from us when we wanna spend time with them! You'll have to go somewhere else!"
Yeah maybe he understood why you called them demons so much. They were a bit more lively than he was used to handling. More persistent too.
But he couldn't deny enjoying their company.
He could see why you cherished your little family so much.
"Dad! Don't leave!" Gon whined before slapping a hand to his mouth.
Oops. He hadn't meant to say that. It was an honest accident. But Kite really was the closest thing he ever had to a father. He felt it more than ever this past month with the way Kite was taking care of them.
Stern, yet caring.
Very different from the way you treated them, yet very similar. So while he hadn't meant to call him that, a small part of him felt that way.
Yet Killua's immediate teasing didn't help ease his embarrassment.
"You gonna stop looking for Ging now?"
He'd just barley missed the way Kite's eyes softened at the word.
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They'd won.
They'd actually won and defeated Knuckle and Shoot. Both boys being completely exhausted from the ordeal. But they'd be damned if they weren't the ones to go into the NGL and get you back.
Seems even Netero was surprised by outcome.
Nevertheless, a deal was a deal.
By morning, Kite and the boys, along with Palm, were on their way back to the entrance. Meeting up with the rest of the extermination team before heading towards the nest.
The floors were empty, the ants having already evacuated. The King must've already hatched. They were too late to stop his birth.
The various 'rooms' in the nest were vacant. Except one, which caught the attention of the boy in green.
"Guys!" He called out.
The others entered the room, disgust quickly overtaking their expressions.
In that room must've been hundreds of giant meatballs. To the side of them were mountains of clothing and various accessories. Meaning those things…They were made of humans.
Killua picked one of the balls of meat up, inspecting it with a frown on his face. These poor people.
Gon approached the pile of clothes and froze. He picked up one singular article of clothing, catching Kite and Killua's attention.
This was your shirt. The one you'd been wearing throughout the expedition into the NGL. Soaked through with blood. And was that-
Your shoe.
Just one. Because you had thrown off the other one when you crushed that ant's skull.
But surely it was just a coincidence. And they would've believed that had Kite not picked up what looked like his hat.
The one he gave you when you'd gotten upset with him that night.
You'd been here.
"Y/n??" Gon cried in disbelief.
"Oh god, no please! Y/n!" Killua shouted, grasping desperately at Gon for support.
Was one of these balls of human flesh you?
Just like that you'd been killed and fed to the queen? Leaving not even your body for them to find. Just the remains of your clothes.
And what about if you were still in this room? What could they do if they didn't even know which one was you?
All this time fighting.
All this time spent getting stronger.
And what was it all for if you were already dead?
"I'm so sorry boys." It was the only thing Kite could think of to say. Too shocked to properly give them any comfort. Because he'd believed you were alive too.
He figured if you died, there would at least be remains to bring back. Or maybe it would have been better if they found nothing at all. Because this...
Seeing what the ants did to humans to prepare them for the queen's consumption.... Horrific was the only way to describe it.
This was your fate.
He should have stayed.
He should have gotten you out of there.
He should have tried to fight with you.
You didn't deserve this.
And the ant that did this to you would pay.
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They spent another two months training. The boys inconsolable after finding out what happened to you. The only thing keeping them going was the thought of defeating the ant that killed you.
And once again Kite had stayed. Sharing their ambition, but not wanting them to be consumed by it. Killing that thing wouldn't bring you back.
It might help them feel better, but you wouldn't have wanted them to dirty their hands with revenge.
Yet their resolve grew along with their strength. Preparing to enter East Gorteu and finish off the Chimera ants once and for all.
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Knuckle and Meleoron were fighting with Youpi. Morel was distracting Pouf. And Netero just left with the king. Meaning Pitou was by themselves. The cat ant responsible for your death.
"Keep your guards up, and don't let your emotions get the best of you. The ant will use that as an opening to end your life. Got it?" Kite instructed.
Both boys nodded before starting to approach the turret's entrance.
But something was off. It was eerily quiet. The night still…until a being jumped down from the top of the tower.
All three of them immediately jumping back as the debris cleared. It was another ant. This one dressed head to toe in armor. It produced a strong Ren, yet it wasn't malicious.
"Go any further than that and I'll stop you. I would prefer not to end children's lives, so run on home." It spoke.
And although the voice was muffled, something about it was familiar.
"We're not going anywhere, so get out of our way!" Gon shouted before lunging forward with a punch.
The ant easily dodged it, jumping to the side from another attack by Killua.
"You two should've waited," Kite scolded before summoning Crazy Slots.
"TWO!"
Kite glared as his scythe appeared.
"Damn, not a good spin."
But before he could use Silent Waltz, the ant jumped on top of the gigantic blade and kicked him square in the jaw.
They were fast.
He skidded a few feet before charging forward. The boys following suit, yet this thing was very skilled.
Ducking away from a slash and skittering back from one of Killua's lightning-based attacks. Grabbing both of Gon's hands and throwing him across the bridge.
"We'll never get past this thing!" Killua shouted, glaring the armored ant down.
Kite couldn't help but notice something about this enemy.
It didn't make a move to attack them from a distance. It stood guarded, yet still as Gon approached once again. And when he passed a certain point, then and only then did the ant strike.
But not with the intent to injure him.
Just keep him back.
It was protecting something. Pitou perhaps? If they could just distract it long enough…
"Boys, you know when to jump, correct?"
"You have an idea?" Gon asked after getting tossed back for the fifth time.
"Yeah, just be ready."
With that, Kite brought his scythe back, preparing to swing it. And just like last time, a heavy fog rolled in. But the ant didn't seem fazed.
Almost like it could see through it.
Kite took a few steps forward before letting his scythe slash through the air. A cyclone of wind encompassed him.
But it dispersed before it could do any damage. The ant making one swipe with their arm. The power from it canceling out his attack.
"That won't work on me!" It shouted.
"But this will! Jan-Ken-Rock!"
A fist coated in a fiery nen made contact with its helmet, knocking it off. The ant tumbled to the side, not expecting Gon's punch. However, that wasn't enough to keep it down.
It got up with a scowl, and as they got a good look at its face, their hearts dropped.
"No…It can't be." Kite whispered.
"You-You-Why are you here!?!? We thought-!" Killua had to stop himself. Unbelieving of what he was seeing.
"Y/n!?! You're okay!?!?" Gon exclaimed. His being lighting up with relief, but before he could approach you, Kite stopped him.
"That's not Y/n."
Because even though it had your eyes, your tired eyes with familiar circles under them…Even though it had your face…. Even though it had your voice…. Even though it had your speed…
This thing was not you.
It couldn't have been.
You would never fight the boys. You never would've attacked them. You would've rather died than hurt them.
The fox-like ears on the side of your head were a telltale sign that even if it was you, you were a chimera ant now. Your purpose was to serve the king.
So for the sake of keeping his sanity, this thing was not you.
"Y/n, c'mon! Why are you fighting us!?! Why didn't you try to get away!?!" It was Killua who was pleading with you now.
But you didn't react.
You didn't move an inch until the boys tried getting closer to you.
"I already told you not to come any closer. If you do, I'll have no choice but to kill you."
Your words felt like daggers.
You never would have threatened them.
"Don't you remember us!?!? You're supposed to be the big sibling and we're your little brothers! Stop pretending, Y/n!" Gon pleaded.
You gave an uninterested stare. Blank and emotionless.
"Why do you keep saying that name? Was that perhaps related to my human life? I'm sorry to tell you the person you speak of no longer exists. I am simply known as The Knight."
It was your voice, but it didn't sound like you.
"What did they do to you!?!? The Y/n I know never would have allowed these things to brainwash them, so what happened!?! Be mad at us! Something! Just stop acting like you don't know us!" By this point Killua was sobbing. Gon crying with him.
And the more you just stood there, the more they broke. They expected everything except this. Except seeing you face to face.
"Boys, stand down." Kite ordered.
He told them not to let their emotions get the better of them. He warned them to be prepared for anything. And if they couldn't fight something that looked like you, then bringing them here was a bad idea.
They just couldn't handle it.
The both of them backed away from you hesitantly. Wishing for a way to get you to remember.
"I'll distract them. You two need to be able to get past them. Pitou is definitely inside. If you can manage that, you'll be fine. If you can't, go home while you still have a chance."
The duo nodded begrudgingly. Wiping away their tears before preparing to run.
Kite lifted up his Scythe once more, eyes piercing through your own. He watched you prepare to attack, no longer defending.
Your familiar aura radiating off.
But it wasn't you.
This wasn't you.
And even if it was, he had to do this. He couldn't afford to hesitate. He couldn't-
"I think I like you…Is that bad?"
He froze mid swing, giving you the opportunity to swipe his legs. Your hand poised to pierce his throat. Of all times to hesitate, it had to be the one where you intended to kill.
Time seemed to slow.
Seconds feeling like hours as the boys ran past before stopping. Turning around and watching as your hand inched closer and closer to Kite's throat.
He prepared himself for the pain, yet nothing came. He glanced up at you confused. And to his surprise, your expression matched his.
"Huh. That's strange. My body won't let me kill you." Your hand shook, fighting with yourself to move. Yet for some reason it didn't.
"Tell me, what kind of trickery did you use to stop me?"
And it was at that moment Kite realized even if you didn't remember, your body did. Your body knew him. It was why you never really hurt the boys when they were fighting you. He wanted to fight off the hope it gave him.
To kill you while you were distracted, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Because somewhere inside, you do remember. No matter what the ants did to you."
The ears on your head flickered for a second. Your expression thoughtful. The hand ready to kill him being set down for the time being.
"What was I to you then?"
Not what were you. Not who did you used to be. But what were you to them. To the boys, you'd been their big sibling. Family. To Kite, you'd almost been a lover. But undoubtedly, you'd been important to all three of them.
"Our friend...We were almost more than that."
You backed away completely.
"Then I'll give you one more chance to turn back. I won't stop next time."
All the hope gone in one full swing.
You were gone.
"Hahaha! Aww, did we break apart your family!" A voice laughed out. One that you tensed up at. Immediately kneeling on the floor.
"Lord Pouf." You addressed.
The butterfly ant was much smaller than he'd been previously. Using his ability to split off into clones. He fluttered from above, cackling at the events that just transpired.
Kite glared at him while Gon and Killua prepared to kill him. Their current objective on hold.
How dare this thing.
"Did I strike a nerve? Don't you three get it? No matter what you say or do, they'll never remember! We altered their brain to get rid of any memories they might've retained in their past life! It truly is a fool's game at this point!" Pouf explained with a wide smile.
But he really should have kept his mouth shut.
"You altered their brain?" Gon asked slowly. The darkness hidden away in his aura rising to the surface.
"It's your fault they're like this?" Killua added. His own anger leaking out.
This.....this was you.
And the ants had done something to your brain. The faint line of stitching across your forehead clued them in enough on what they had done.
All at once, three furious nens spiked. Consuming the entire top of the palace.
"Can you two promise me something?" Kite started. His voice eerily calm.
"If I'm able to restrain Y/n, promise me you'll take care of the royal guards. All of them."
"I'll take the cat," Gon said, crackling his knuckles as he stepped forward.
"And I'll take the butterfly. The real him." Killua wasted no time powering up to God Speed.
These ants really shouldn't have messed with you.
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An: Nothing but fluff for the halloween special. Y'all deserve it after this one 💀💀💀
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miss rey is having a sick day and she's gonna spend it sending you kny modern au christmas thoughts 😌 working in this goddamn elementary school has gotten me into the spirit for the first time in years and i need to embrace this while it lasts.
growing up sanemi never really got anything big for christmas, over the course of november he mostly necessities like new shoes when his old ones didn't fit anymore or a winter jacket and then on actual christmas day maybe a dvd or something handmade. it got a little better once he was old enough to do parttime jobs but even then he used most of his earnings to get something nice for his siblings. when it came to sanemi money was always tight and he was okay with that if it meant genya or the others could get something out of it. and when he got older and his friend group started to give each other christmas presents, the first time they'd come up to him like "we got you something" he'd be like "... why would you do that 🤨" - literally the second kanae hears that he never really got nice christmas presents you KNOW she's dedicating eight months of the year to plan something for him and it makes him cry every single time.
with tengen it's the same thing but sort of in the other direction. got everything he never wanted for christmas every year which was annoying and draining and just felt so detached and performative. the first time makio hands him a box with self made cookies and says "i'm sorry, i would've bought you something but i didn't find anything you'd like" he almost proposes on the spot because it just feels so great to have people actually put thought into their gifts for him and not just grab the shiniest looking thing from a shelf. (not that he doesn't love getting shiny things but only if it's a shiny thing that the person picked specifically because they thought he'd like it)
obanai is the grinch for exactly however long it takes him to discover that mitsuri loves christmas more than anything. once he's a bit more open to the idea he also discovers that it's actually fun to exchange gifts and spend time together during the holidays (who can blame him, he never had that prior to going to university) and he gets really into it. people are always surprised by his great gift giving skills but it really pays off to sit in the corner and listen in on conversations quietly, he really picks up on a lot of wishes that way and when december rolls around he just knows what everyone wants or needs. on their first christmas together mitsuri gives him a little scarf she made and says "so kaburamaru doesn't get sick" and obanai decides right then and there that christmas is his favorite holiday of the year. (ONLY christmas eve and christmas day though and ONLY for exchanging gifts and spending time together, all the blinking lights and santa merch and mariah carey can go to hell)
tanjiro is always all over the place during christmas time because there's just so much to do and so much to take care of and oh son of a monkey i have to go gift shopping and oh fudge what am i gonna cook and fiddlesticks i forgot to put the tree up and GOD FUCKING DAMNIT INOSUKE STOP EATING THE ADVENT WREATH - it's a lot. so on actual christmas day he's usually exhausted and his friends have to tie him to his seat so he doesn't continue to run around and try to do everything for everyone. he still loves it tho, he's always participating in social projects around that time as well and getting gifts for homeless people, children in poverty and volunteering to dress up and collect kids' wish lists in hospitals etc.
sabito on the other hand grew to despise christmas because of his job at the elementary school. it's just too much. all the music and all the glitter and the all the christmas shows he has to attend (and organize!), the baking and crafting and reading christmas stories and looking out so children don't burn themselves with the candles and putting up that dusty old tinsel that makes his eyes water and pretending that santa is real, christmas is the bane of his existence. of course he gets his loved ones some gifts and maybe goes out to eat with them but once that's done he immediately goes home and sleeps through til new year's eve. everybody knows not to say merry christmas until sabito has left because one time they all said it when they met up during the holidays and when they got to sabito he went "if i have to say that one more time i'm gonna kill each and every one of you and then myself" and now they just do it when he's not around.
that's all the thoughts i have for now, sorry for barging in with this long ass ask like that 💀 stay hydrated, i send you a fluffy blanket and a kiss on the forehead but with a mask so you don't catch my cough :3
Oh Rey! *hugs and brings all the healing vibes and tissues* I'm sorry you got sick; something about this season just brings all the germs! And lets go getting into the spirit of things! :D
IJKRKJERJEJKRJ AHHHHHHH THESE ARE FREAKING DELIGHTFUL! Sanemi prioritizing his siblings and necessities is such a canon thing he'd do; and Kanae making it her life's mission to give him a good christmas is so KJEJJREKJREJ She's the queen of gifting- she knows everyone's taste and preferences and while it takes a while to get any info out of him, she'll find him something special. He's always so touched by it and makes it a point to do the same for her- saving up to get her one of those nice hair ornaments or dedicating any free time he has to making her something from scratch. He is a jack of no trades, but the effort is there and seeing her genuinely love it is the best gift to him.
Oh my god YES! I feel like Tengen doesn't really like christmas all that much? Mainly like you said, gifts always felt draining and preformative and also, despite growing up in a large family, maybe it didn't feel like a loving home? (Going a little into his canon background there) Like- his family held christmas parties every year but gifts were more like bragging rights over their guests vs actual care and thoughtfulness. Christmas with the girls is so much more special to him cause everything feels like they really thought of one another. (Also Tengen liking shiny things makes me laugh- he's like a crow ajerkjajekraejrj)
KLJERKJLEJKLRJKERJ OBANAI HELP! Grinch 363 days a year- the last two it fades away, especially with Mitsuri. He's a gift giving god; rivaling Kanae with his observation skills and such. You know he's always dressing Kaburamaru in his little scarf during the colder months- even when it starts to get a little worn down. (Mitsuri makes it her new tradition to make him a scarf every year after that.) They'd be the couple sneaking kisses under the mistletoe throughout the party.
TANJIRO YES! He's a little busy bee running about during December; baking treats and keeping Inosuke off the advent wreath (that's freaking hilarious oh my god) and volunteering and just- all of it! Christmas rolls around and he's so tired he can't even keep his eyes open for a good few hours into the day. It's his little reward for working so hard; a nice break on the big day ajerjaejarj
Sabito hating christmas is a whole mood akjekjrakjejkrajkerja He might have liked it at one point, but after working at an elementary school and being overdosed with the holiday spirit he is so burned out jareajreajjaerjkeajr (NOT HIM QUOTING ROSE KLJWJRKEJRJEJR) Of course he's gonna keep the vibes up for the children and his love ones but when the day is done he's hibernating with a heated blanket ajkaerjae
Just to add on:
Akaza wins ugly christmas sweater every year; he has so many cause he unironically thinks they're cute (and they keep him nice and toasty during the cold months). He gets matching ones for his favorite/only nephew Rui; they take pictures every year and have a whole album dedicated to it.
Douma is a pro figure skater without the pro part; good luck keeping him off the ice this season, especially if you put on "Theme of King JJ"; he also sings christmas songs non-stop and while he has a nice voice and can carry a tune, there comes a time when someone's about to shout "STOP SINGING ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS, IT'S FREAKING JANUARY!"
Zenitsu is absolutely the one to plan a trip to a warmer part of the world during winter; he cannot stand the cold whatsoever and saves up every year to escape for a week or two. If it happens to fall during Christmas, he facetimes everyone with a drink in hand on the beach wearing pineapple sunglasses he bought at the souvenir shop like the absolute tourist he is.
Thank you for sharing these, Rey! They are absolutely delightful! :3
#squiggily speaks#myreygn#friend :3#hey it's Rey!#demon slayer modern au#headcanons#christmas headcanons#christmas#God I love them ajerkjaerkjaejkrjearjlae#These made my heart happy :)
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☆ Hate to Love Her - Negan's Daughter
Part one ! [ enemies to lovers - Maggie Green]
Maggie Green x Savior!reader [VERY slow burn]
“You have been pissy all day. What the hell is wrong with you?” You normally never give your dad attitude, mostly just the saviors, but today he was getting on your last nerve. Something was obviously wrong, and he isn’t telling you jack - shit. Seems like five minutes have passed, and he still hasn’t said anything, and honestly, you're losing what's left of your mind. “Damnit dad please! Just tell me what's going on.” You mess with the silver rings you stole from some biker you came across and drop your head. You hear him let out a defeated sigh before grabbing your shoulder, “Damnit kid, fine, follow me. We got some deep shit on our hands.” You smile and hug him tight. “Thank you, dad, thank you.” You pull away quickly and look him in the eyes “Stop calling me kid though, i’m twenty-one” He laughs and ruffles your hair “Yeah, but you'll always be my little princess” “Dad seriously!” The happy, fun tone faded every step you got closer to his room. You're never really anxious. You can’t be in an apocalypse, but right now, your skin is crawling. You step into the room, and he immediately sits you down on the couch and pulls a wheelie office chair from his desk, and sits in front of you.
“So….” He utters out, a heavy deep tone in his voice. “ Some punks have.. Taken out about four of our outposts.” Your heart drops to your stomach, and the look of pure horror on your face shows it. “No.. That can’t be true, Our outposts are heavily guarded, How did this happen!?” He sighs deeply and leans forward, “They attacked most of them at night, I’m assuming they have been sending out large groups at a time.” You throw your body back onto the couch and slap your hands over your face and run them through your hair. “Well christ.” You pick yourself back up and move yourself into a more focused position, “We need to find these sons - of bitches and shut their asses down!” You rub your face in pure rage “ I mean, they can’t keep getting away with this shit! The saviors in the outpost were supposed to feel safe and now what? Over five hundred hell, even six hundred are dead!” You stand up and grab your chainsaw that you may or may not have forced the saviors to modify for you so it's not loud as shit. That damn chainsaw is your everything, in your eyes your dad has his bat ‘Luciel’ so that means you can have your chain saw.
“Slow down, you bloodthirsty demon, I already have a plan developed, so sit back and wait. We’ll take care of it together. But right now, I need you to sit down and let me finish speaking and put that thing down. It's in my room for a reason. You grab it when you need it.” You roll your head back and groan “whateverrrrrrrrrrr” Slouchy hanging your chainsaw back up and plopping down all grumpy like a little toddler. “So,” you adjust your leather jacket slightly “What's your super awesome plan that doesn't involve my super awesome chainsaw.” “Well I’m just thrilled you asked.” . . .
Dear Diary,
We FINALLY found the cunt’s who killed my people, this isn't the ending. This is only the beginning of their karma, be ready bitches.
Dearest Diary,
Sorry for the delay, but these past few weeks have been PERFECT. Everything is in place. We have them right where we want them. You fucked with the wrong bitches “Rick” Hope you don’t like your little friends too much, we’re gonna put your ass DOWN. xoxo < 3 .
“You ready, princess?” “Ready as I'll ever be daddy. ” “Alright step out there and show them just who they are fuckin’ with. I’ll be out as soon as you call for me.”
Finally, the moment you’ve been waiting for. The moment you get payback on the sons of bitches that killed your people. You knew they couldn’t escape your cold merciless hands, it was all a matter of time. Time was moving in slow motion, opening the door to the trailer, seeing all those fucking murders down on their kness, its like a sick twisted fantasy. Walking down the few steps, chainsaw in hand, the most shit-eating grin sneaking onto your face seeing their pathetic faces drop. The silence is strong and loud, “pissin’ our pants yet? ‘Cuz I'm telling you now I have a feeling you're gonna be doing a lot more than that.” dragging your chainsaw on the ground as you walk closer and closer. “Now, Who the fuck is the Rick,” You pause and raise your hand up “Actually no, I wanna guess.” Despite your commands Simon still pointed “He’s this one.” Your breath hitched as you shot him the coldest glare, “Bitch are you deaf, I said let me guess!?”
You throw your head back “Nobody fucking listens.” stepping to Rick, kneeling down to his level. “So you’re Rick huh?” His face stays in the same position. The sigh you let out could be heard from a mile away, “Listen ‘Rick’, you can either make this as easy as possible and speak when you’re fucking spoken to, or we can just get to the fun part and y’know not give you a deal hm?” You get up slowly and look around “Well, since your lovely ‘leader’ isn’t muttering a damn word, who wants to speak huh? Sadly there is no time to discuss, so that means I’ll just pick ‘Kay? ‘Kay.” Making your way down the line up, enjoying every scared look shot your way just a tad too much , eventually stopping in front of a boy with a gnarly ass eye - patch. “Cute kid, such a shame y’know maybe if you pricks didn’t kill my fucking people i could set you up with a real cute girl. They’d eat this eye - patch shit up” Patting his shoulder just a ‘lil too hard to be noted as friendly stopping right in front of the cutest girl you’ve come across since the breakout. “Hmm, what a shame the cute girls are stone cold killers. What's your name, gorgeous?” Her words mash together due to her trembling state “Maggie. My name is Maggie.” “Well isn’t that pretty?” you lean down closer to her face pulling out a pocket knife, about to bring it up to the tip of her chin before the buzzkill of the century decides to intervene. A lanky looking asian boy throwing himself out of the line - up screaming “No! No!! Don’t hurt her!”
The blade immediately retracts, fury building on your face, “You see that?! That is what were not going to fucking do. You are here because you cunt’s can't control yourselves. So sit your asses down and learn some patience before I get my dad to ‘beat some sense into you’.” Jumping up slightly at your mention of Negan “speaking of my dad, I think you meet the man behind your madness hm?” Skipping down to the trailer knocking hard on the door “Daddy! It’s your turn” The energy completely changed watching the door to the trailer open, ever so slowly. The sound of the buckles and leather clashing together as Negan steps out.
“Meet my dad, Negan.”
☆ - Part two coming soon ! !
#negansmith#the walking dead#father figure negan#enemies to lovers#maggie greene#maggie x reader#slow burn
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@meowmeowriley asked to hear more about 4, 6, and 7 from my COD wip list (thank you very much btw) and my motto will always be 'ask and ye shall receive' so here we go!
4 Still Unnamed centaur AU: Alright so Price is the very proud owner of a centaur wildlife reserve which is a place that takes injured centaurs and fixes them up so they can be released again. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, König, and my OC Flower (pls ask me about him), are all centaurs who cannot be released into the wild due to various reasons and they act as like ambassadors, they even organise events to help raise centaur awareness (everyone especially adores the kids that come with school visits) but Shepard, who is a very high official in the wildlife reserve business, only sees centaurs as beasts and not like the intelligent beings they are. He tries to put Price out of business at every opportunity and is generally an all around dick. Yet nothing seems to work as support for centaur communities continues to blow up due to the team being adorable and in love together, i mean look at Ghost blushing as Soap tries to court him! It's adorable!
6 The Men In The Corner Booth: It's basically an outside view on the lads from the perspective of a gay bar and it's patrons. I love outsider POVs so i decided to make my own. It's mostly about the lads being disgustingly in love with each other while also being absolutely insane. Also features another of my OCs i call Timber. I don't have much yet but i still love it.
7 Wild Wild West: A RDR2 and COD crossover, i also love this one. The lads are a bounty hunter gang who mainly deal with the worst of the worst and are on the search for Graves who betrayed them, they find out Graves is working with these dudes called the Pinkertons and accidentally stumble upon the Van Der Linde Gang getting shot at and decide to intervene. They team up and join the camp as they search for Graves, in the meantime they show the Van Der Linde gang that things could be better mainly by just doing their own thing as they normally do. (AKA everyone does the chores and brings in money instead of relying on one dude to do it, i am a firm believer in letting Arthur rest. That poor man needs it) Ghost and Arthur bond, Hosea and Price bond over being dads, Price sets Dutch straight, they drive Micah crazy. Very fun. Also stars Flower because i love my boy.
Nobody asked for it, but i need to rant about my Star Wars COD crossover too, it's very self indulgent and full of my own headcanons so be warned. It's about Ghost and Soap being Mandalorian bounty hunters who just got married a week ago and still very deep in that honeymoon phase. They make a stop on Coruscant because they're out of the tea Ghost drinks and Ghost without his tea is a nightmare so they go get it even though Coruscant is a sensory nightmare (They are both force sensitive because the Force is very cool and force sensitive Mando's exist damnit) they find his tea, but also find a wee little baby Obi-Wan, freshly traumatized from Bandomeer, hiding in a alley because Obi had a panic attack while searching for his master at the markets. Ghost and Soap's Mandalorian instincts activate, Soap sees Obi is Stewjoni like him and gets even more protective. And well the marriage is really new but it's never too early to adopt right?
Baby Obi gets fed copious amounts of tea and cookies and gets adopted, but requests to get brought back to the Jedi temple because he does really want to be a Jedi and finish his education, Ghost is a bit pouty but they drop him off by the temple with a care package and a few dozen comm numbers to call if he ever gets in trouble or just wants to call his new family. And because Obi-Wan is the greatest danger magnet to have ever lived he will get in a lot of trouble lol.
Anyways, first post that is not a reblog i think, nice. I will always love questions about things i write or my OC's so please, if you're curious about something, ask away.
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October Almost-Drabbles 10/13: Maze
Pairing: Steddie, implied Eddie x Chrissy (for like a SINGLE line)
Word Count: 1,027. God fucking dang it.
Additional tags: modern AU, single dads, implied meet-cute, Max is a lil shit and also Eddie’s daughter, Dustin is a sweetheart and also Steve’s son, Max’s POV
Side note: I TRIED TO KEEP IT SHORT. I SWEAR I TRIED. But as you can see, I failed, so this one goes under a cut, lol. The maze aspect was just a jumping off point, so I’m sorry it doesn’t play more of a part. Most of these prompts are of a similar nature for me - inspiration, though I may go off the rails a bit in the actual execution.
Anyway, enjoy!
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“Our dads are gross.”
Max looked back at the two men trailing behind her and Dustin. She couldn’t hear what they were saying, but she could see their expressions just fine, thank you very much. Her dad, always animated with his hands, was talking and gesturing wildly. She could see the flash of sunlight against his rings. Dustin’s dad seemed to be listening intently, smiling. And blushing. Every now and then he’d interject, probably asking a question about the story. They were both making absolutely ridiculous goo-goo eyes at each other. Ugh, disgusting. She made a gagging noise and looked away.
“Super gross,” Dustin agreed. The path split a few yards ahead, and the kids decided silently as a unit to continue together down the left side.
“Don’t get too far ahead, Dust.” The boy’s dad called out. They were following at a respectable distance; close enough to keep an eye out, but far enough to give the kids some measure of independence. Dustin slowed down a little, giving a thumbs up. His dad visibly relaxed. Max saw her dad give the other man a comforting arm squeeze. In a touch that, in her opinion, lingered a bit too long.
She scowled. “D’you think we could lose them? In the maze?”
“We shouldn't.” Dustin looked nervous. “My dad gets really worried about stuff like that. This one time, my friend Mike and I got separated from him at the mall, and he totally freaked out.” He shuddered. “Never seen my dad cry before that.”
Max shrugged. “My dad cries all the time. Shoulda seen him at the last Disney movie we watched. He cried more than me. I didn’t even cry when I got this!” She waved her arm, in a cast from wrist nearly to elbow. “But before that, before he found you, was it fun? Hanging out without him?”
“I guess,” the boy was looking at his shoes. “But I don’t think it was worth it.” He glanced back at his dad again. “He seems happy.”
The two men walked comfortably side by side. Their arms were brushing as they moved, and if Max knew anything about her dad, he was actively fighting the urge to take his new friend’s hand. Just then, to her horror, he did. The other guy looked surprised, but then… he grinned. And now it was her own dad’s turn to blush.
“Gross!” She called out.
Her dad waved her off. “Don’t mind her, Steve. Ten years old and already a little adult. I’m going gray before my time.”
Dustin’s dad laughed. “You look fine to me.”
At that, her dad raised an eyebrow. “Oh, ‘fine’ is it now?” He leaned a little closer. There was a very particular gleam in his eye. One Max recognized at a distance, though she might not have known exactly what it entailed. Whatever it was, it was probably more Disgusting Adult Stuff. If they actually kissed, she was going to puke.
Luckily, somebody must have been looking out for her, because as they rounded the next bend…”
“We’re out!” Dustin cheered, making a break for the entrance/exit of the maze. Max ran after him, missing her dad’s quietly disappointed “damnit.” The adults still walked out hand in hand though.
“Did you have a good time?” Dad asked her later, while they were getting settled in the car.
She shrugged. “It was okay, I guess.” He snorted.
“A ringing endorsement.”
Her eyebrow raised in a perfect imitation of him. “What about you? Have fun slobbering all over Dustin’s dad?”
He chose that moment to start the car. “What? Sorry, can’t hear you!” He yelled over the sputter and roar of the engine. One of these days the whole damn thing was gonna fall apart. That’s what Grandpa Wayne said whenever he took rides with them.
“Whatever,” she rolled her eyes. They pulled out of the maze parking lot, and began the long drive back to Hawkins. After a few minutes of silence, he spoke up.
“Say, Max… how would you feel about me inviting your new friend over for lunch sometime? Might be fun.”
“Yeah, or you could just ask his dad out on a date or whatever. Dunno why you’re using us kids as an excuse.” She saw him stiffen a bit out of the corner of her eye, but kept her gaze out the window, watching familiar passing scenery.
“What? Me and Steve? A date? Nah, come on.” He tried to play it off, but his face was too pink for her to really believe him.
“Did you at least get his number? Because I remember when you and Chrissy broke up-“
“Hey now-“
“-and that was a freaking nightmare. A solid month of nothing but gross pining.”
He gasped, indignant. “I don’t pine!”
She gave him a flat look.
“It wasn’t that bad!”
Her expression didn’t change. He sighed, resigned.
“Okay, fine, it was bad. But I can’t help it, Max - I’ve always been this way. Big feelings, you know?”
“Oh I know. ‘S why Papa tells me he’s glad I got my mom’s temperament. ‘More than two of you’d be sending me to an early grave, and not a moment too soon.’” That last bit was said in a gruff imitation of Wayne’s voice. Her impression improved every time she did it, and never failed to make her dad laugh.
“Point taken, you little menace. And to answer your question: yes. I did, in fact, get Steve’s number.”
“Gross. I bet you gave him a super cute, disgusting nickname in your contacts too.”
He coughed and focused back on the road ahead. Max smirked. Bullseye.
“Just promise me one thing? Don’t call him as soon as we get home? It was embarrassing enough to watch you guys flirt back there. At least wait until I’m asleep. Or at the skate park. Or anywhere that’s not at the trailer.”
“Deal. Easy. I’ll bet you like ten bucks I won’t even think of calling him until tomorrow!”
And Max immediately agreed, knowing that she’d be ten dollars richer by the end of the day.
He barely held out for an hour.
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(The nickname was “Pretty Boy,” by the way. In a few months, it’ll get changed to “Sweetheart.” It was “Babylove” for like a day. But then Max borrowed his phone, saw it, and demanded he change it because GROSS, DAD.)
#october drabbles#Steddie#single dads#they literally ran into each other in a corn maze#the kids are their literal kids#who are the kids’ other bio parents?#use your imagination#it’s not important#lol#adults being lovey dovey with each other#gross right?
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I want like Robin x A fem!shrunken reader Like robin needs to take care of bestfriend who she has had a huge crush on and so does the reader
this is adorable
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robin x tiny!fem reader
warnings: light swearing. reader is fem and lgbtq+ (wlw) in this. if you don’t want to be depicted as those things, then you don’t have to read <3 ill still love u
background info: this takes place in the same universe steve’s a sizeshifter so that explains partially robin’s actions and statements
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You two were sitting on the couch at Eddie’s trailer. Robin wanted to get away from home, and Eddie offered to let her spend the night. He wasn’t there currently, so it was just you two. Robin didn’t want to be alone, so then you decided to hang out with her. But it was just so boring doing nothing. You look over to her, and she glances back at you, blinking. Then she suddenly perks up.
“Oh! Y/n, I know what we can do! We can go for a walk through the woods!”
“The creepy woods next to here? That seems dangerous for two teenage girls to go out alone, especially with it being dark like this.” Robin rolled her eyes, facing you.
“Besides the fact that idea is really ominous and maybe a bit terrifying it would be fun! Besides, we don’t need a man to protect us. That’s a moral I live by.”
“Is that a moral?”
“I don’t know. But do you have any other ideas of what to do?” You sit silent for a few seconds, and she smirks. “That’s what I thought. Get your shoes on, or I’m leaving without you.”
You frown, reluctantly standing and tugging your converse on. They had sharpie marks all over them, drawings, words, ect. You got the idea from Robin, who wrote over her red ones. Yours were white. Easy to draw on, you thought.
She had them laced and tied before you did. You had your laces tied in stars, you thought they gave your shoes personality.
“Hurry,” She urged you, and you groaned, but grabbed her hand to help you up. You kept hold of her hand for a few seconds. Her hand was so soft and warm, it just fit right together with yours. You pulled away, embarrassed, and she opened the door, her face flushed red.
Your walk was mostly silent, but once you reached the woods, you decided to break it.
“This was a good idea. It’s nice out.” You say, looking up at the sky. It was sunset. The sky was darkening by the minute, but that made everything just that much prettier.
Made her just that much prettier.
You push the thought out of your head. She wouldn’t like you back. Besides, you two were fine as friends.
You close your eyes for a moment, breathing in the crisp air.
“Hey, Y/n, what’s that?” She said, tapping on your shoulder. You opened your eyes. She pointed, and you tracked the direction until your eyes landed on a blue jar.
“You expect me to know? Probably some kids science experiment.” You shrug, but she’s already walking over to it. “Hey, Robin, I don’t know if this is a great idea.”
“Why?”
“Uh.. What if someone’s fermenting it?” She raises her brows, but then frowns at you.
“You’re stubborn.” She said, grabbing the jar. “Hey,” She exclaims suddenly, looking at you. “I’ll give you a dollar if you drink this.”
“Uh, what? Hell no!” You exclaim, throwing your hands in the air. “Are you insane?” She just shrugs, opening the lid.
“Oh, shit, it smells bad,”
“Oh my God, you’re so dumb,” You giggle at her stupidity, but when she tries to stand, she trips over a root and dumps the contents of the jar over your clothing.
“Shit, i’m sorry,” She said, covering her mouth. “Oops.”
“Damnit! This was a new shirt!”
“Didn’t you get it, like, a year ago?”
“Time’s a weird concept.” You mutter, feeling your arms tense. Like when you worked out, lifted something just a bit too heavy, and your arm tensed up to the point it hurt. Robin noticed your expression, and stepped forward.
“We should get home.” Before you can even move, you’re on your knees, about to vomit. Robin is awkwardly standing over you. You know she doesn’t do well under pressure, but, God, you wish she had the thought process to take your shirt off, or something, but she was too nervous.
You start to take your shirt off, staring down, and suddenly you hear her call out.
“Uh, y/n,” She says, just as you pull your shirt off. You were wearing a white tank top beneath it, so it’s not like you were showing anything. “Y/n! What the hell?” She exclaimed, walking over to you. When you look up, you gasp and freeze.
She looked taller. She was nearly towering over you. You knew you were kneeling, but you weren’t that short, and you kept shrinking. You cover your mouth. “No, no, shit, this isn’t happening, this is NOT happening.” You look down. The liquid had absorbed into your skin. That’s what must’ve been causing this.
“What… what’s happening?” She asked, stepping back, and you take a step back too, but make it much less far. She considered it being a sizeshifting thing, but, you hadn’t been over emotional, had you? And only this had triggered it?
“I- I don’t know,” Tears streak your cheeks as you curl into yourself. As you felt the size change stop, and you opened your eyes, looking up. You were so glad it was your best friend and not a stranger. She was probably one of the least threatening looking people on earth, her warm smile and personality. She crouched down next to you.
“I don’t.. we’ll figure this out together, okay?” She seemed uncomfortable, tapping her fingers against her knee. She held her hand out, helping you up. “Do you wanna go home, or-“
“No!” You yell. “I mean- shit, no… I don’t need anyone else finding out about this. People are gonna hurt me…”
“No ones gonna hurt you.” She says, tilting her head as you stare up at her with glossy eyes. “I promise. Tell you what, y/n, if you’re not back to normal by tommorow, we’ll talk to Steve about it. I work with him. He knows about this stuff. But let’s, for now, hope that this situation fixes itself.” She pauses. “Can you walk?”
“I don’t know. I feel weak,” You say, wiping tears from your eyes. You were so glad Robin already had experience with this stuff.
“I can carry you, if you’d like. Don’t feel pressured, though,” She added, and you contemplated before nodding. She held out her hand, and you stepped on, holding onto her fingers as she stood. “I’ll take care of you, don’t worry. We’ll fix this, okay?” She hurried back home, cupping her hands around you in her own anxiousness to keep you safe. When you two got back to the trailer, she set you on the counter, and crouched down to be eye level.
“This is gonna be weird for a bit.” She says, and you nod in agreement. “I guess you learn something new every day, like.. what it’s like to be 2 inches tall.”
“Or how cool it could potentially be.” She side-glances at you, and you sit on the counter. “Haven’t you ever wondered what it was like to, i don’t know use a ruler as a diving board?”
“I have a lot of weird thoughts, but that is not one of them. Thought about sleeping in a matchbox though.”
“Close enough. I’ve thought of the ruler one more, though. Imagine swimming in a cup of soda, or somethin’,” You explain, your vision getting blurry. You yawn.
“Tired?” She asks, and you nod sleepily. She gently lifted you off of the counter, laying on her back atop the couch. She placed you on her chest. You could hear her heart beat, and her steady breathing. To be completely honest, it was a comfortable position, and you felt your face heat up when you thought more about your position. She was so cute. She cares so much about you. You loved her. You really loved her.
You could only wish she loved you too.
SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, IVE BEEN WRITING IT I JUS HAVE SCHOOLWORK LOL!! I DO LOVE WRIITNG THO BUT I HAVE A COUPLE ASKS TO GET TO. ILL GET TO ALL OF THEM IT MIGHT JUST TAKE A LIL BIT IM SPEEDRUNNING THIS
#g/t stranger things#stranger things g/t#g/t#stranger things#short story#t!reader#shrunken!reader#tiny!reader#g!robin#giant/tiny
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(this would obviously be after Emulator's corruption has progressed significantly, to the point where she's well aware of the problem but the malware has such a firm grip that it can force her to keep it hidden from the others, though it doesn't yet have full control. Key word being yet.)
Deep within the horrific fleshy caverns beneath the Mushroom Kingdom, Emulator stands amongst the ruins of the old castle, where the infection wracking her code is at its strongest. Here, she can drop the illusions that she's been forced to apply, revealing a web of pulsing, glowing fuchsia veins covering her model and a twitching photorealistic eye where her brooch should be. Her face is twisted in both pain and concentration, eyes firmly shut. Floating in a circle around her are seven different-colored Wonder Flowers, each with several lines of pink-and-yellow code spinning around them in thin cylinders.
This will only delay the inevitable you know.
She shuts out the voice, and she has every moment of every day since it became clear enough to understand.
Plus, are you really gonna drag a bunch of randos into your mess?
Focus Emmy, you're almost done.
And of course there's the fact that you'll just be trading one known flavor of corruption for seven different mystery flavors at once. Bet that'll go over well.
Just tune it out, girl. You got this.
And while they're all dealing with this mess you're making, I'll still be right here, chip-chip-CHIPping away at your mind.
Focus.
You're already so tired, Lovely. We could be so good together if you'd just let me in.
Another assault on the parts of her mind that are still her own, this time forming the impression of a gentle, delicate hand brushing along her jawline, and she can't help but shudder before stubbornly, desperately picturing a vivid memory of a fluffy purple tail performing the same action.
FOCUS damnit!
Still thinking about other girls, are we Lovely? Don't worry, when we're finished here we can go liven up that stuffy office and let her join our fun~!
She very firmly does not think about that, thank you very much, instead transporting the modified Wonder Flowers to random, scattered locations throughout the kingdom, before sitting down on what's left of one of the staircases to wait.
'I'm sorry everyone, I wish I could've done more.'
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Meanwhile, up in the Showgrounds, Domain and Forum are telling the Crew (or at least some of them. A few aren't there right now due to prior obligations...or a nap in Melony's case) about the SAA/Diamind 6 fused universe.
3 winces, "Yikes, and here I thought you couldn't get any worse than our activation."
"Oh, ours is still considered the worst. This one was pretty bad, though."
"Anyway, we were wondering if a few of you would be willing to visit their world. You know, introduce them to the multiverse, see how they're settling in, that sort of thing."
4 smiles, "That sounds like a great idea. Guys?"
"Mario's ready to go! How about you, bro?"
Luigi nods, "Sure! November's pretty slow for flower sales anyway."
"Hell yeah, maybe I can make deals on some new kinds of space drugs!" Bob...will be Bob, I suppose.
Marcy raises a sword, "could I come as well? I usually miss the interdimensional adventures."
Meggy side-eyes the two of them and leans over so she can whisper to 4, "I'll try to keep the wonder twins from getting us arrested again."
"Good call. Juliano, Tari, how about you?"
"I'd love to, but I'm having a bad leg day at the moment," sure enough, Juliano's leaning on his cane more than usual.
Tari, however, has no such issue, "sure, it sounds like fun!"
Toad...is still in his house, not having bothered to show up to the meeting. Even if he now likes the Crew enough to live with them like this, he still very much values his "Me Time" and not getting caught up in Adventures if he doesn't have to.
As you might expect, the kids (just the three who live in the castle, since the Haltmanns are with their mom this week and everyone else is still at their own homes) are pretty excited, "Space trip! Space trip! Space-"
"Now hold on there!" 3 gives them a stern look, "These kinds of trips usually take multiple days since we don't know exactly where our destination is, and tonight's a school night. So the four of us are staying right here."
The three deflate a bit, "Figures."
At this his gaze softens, and he kneels down to their eye level, "Sorry, but I've gotta put my foot down this time. You kids already miss enough school from the adventures we can't keep you home from. Besides, it's not like this trip's a one-off. We already visit the other SMG universes all the time, and this won't be any different."
4 looks at this exchange with great fondness, then turns to the group, "So that's everyone set, right?" At the various sounds and gestures of affirmation, he grins, "Then there's no time like the present."
He opens up a portal to the new universe, and the typical goodbyes are had all around, with one longer exchange between the SMGs.
"Don't have too much fun over there without me, Scrub."
"Only if you try not to destroy the place while we're gone, Edgelord."
"Hey, you're the one who's gonna have three Avatars to deal with."
Predictably, Mario leans back out of the portal in his SM64 model, "HEY! You two should kiss!"
The two turn to glare at him, "Shut up Mario!"
Once he's gone, they end up laughing, "Okay, but seriously. Be careful out there, alright?"
"I'll do my best," he goes to step through the portal, then pauses partway through, "Oh, and I know you can handle things just fine, but you do your best to be safe too, alright? I've got a weird feeling."
"Roger that." as he finally leaves and the portal closes, 3 rolls his eyes, "right, like the world's gonna get flipped upside-down or something just because a third of the team's gone. We'll be fine!"
Right as he makes that assertion, the scene changes to one of Emmy's modified Wonder Flowers appearing beneath the Ferris Wheel in the deeper parts of the Showgrounds...
#smg4#smg4 ocs#what a wonderful game au#emulator#showtime#(that's what i'm calling the voice that the meat moss is tormenting emmy with)#domain#forum#smg3#mario#luigi#bob bobowski#marcy bobowski#meggy spletzer#smg4 tari#juliano#lil coding#lily#root#toad#...yeah so certain parts of emulators psyche have had an “interesting” effect on the demon keyboard's consciousness#yes the corruption is literally trying to seduce her and will continue to do so#get ready to ad another character to the “hates being called a certain name due to Trauma” list#not tagging manifest because she was only implied#famous last words 3...#have you guessed which adventure time arc i'm using as inspiration yet?#if not don't worry#it'll be made clear in the next snippet...#anyone else think it's dumb that showgrounds is a whole abandoned fairground with visible rides but we only use the courtyard?
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Asks Compilation 13/05
They really are. A lot of these kids seem very isolated (I mean, we know Jade is), and it makes a lot of sense why they’d gravitate to online friendships the way they did. Plus, they subconsciously know they’re going to be co-players, so maybe they were always destined to vibe well together.
I’ll think about it! Honestly, though, I don’t know if it’d add much. I might try and experiment with different formats down the line, especially for ‘event’ flashes like that - we’ll see.
[ Super popular (half-serious) fan headcanon is that Prospit = you make your bed, Derse = you don’t make it. you got lots of asks about this but lots have spoilers so I thought I’d just tell you directly since I know you’d want to know 😂 - Cat ]
What do ya know, I’m a Derse girl!
Damnit, I wanted those prophecy clouds. Instead, I’m stuck with an asteroid belt, a sky full of monsters. and close proximity to a gang of murderous Agents. Derse’s perks better be good!!
Lot of fun Charles Barkley Lore here. I can always count on you guys to explain Hussie’s latest reference to me.
Now we know where Rose got this enigmatic quote. I like to think that in this world, T.S. Eliot never existed, and Barkley actually wrote all of Eliot’s poems himself, juggling Modernist poetry with his basketball career.
Yeah, it’s just edging out Doom. It’s a weird pair of elements (aspects?) to be associated with, and I kind of love it.
Combining the two just makes me think of this guy!
Thanks for the recs, guys! Other than Dumbing of Age, I haven’t heard of any of these, but based on their about pages:
Never Satisfied is a webcomic about politics, and also being a cool wizard. Strangely enough, I think those two would mesh pretty well.
Sleelpess Domain is a dark magical girl webcomic with an urban-fantasy setting. I really like the artstyle for this one.
Widdershins is an anthology fantasy series in a Victorian-inspired setting. Anthologies are a lot of fun - I find they really help the worldbuilding unfold.
Black Book is a card-based RPG, a type of game system that I used to shun, but one that I’ve really been getting into recently.
Dumbing of Age, which I keep meaning to check out, is, I think, a slice-of-life story about college students. They’re just like me fr
You really have be on the ball with Homestuck. The recap was one of the most information-dense pages in the comic so far, and if I’d been reading casually, I probably would have skipped it!
I guess the character naming pages were Hussie’s author avatar all along.
This gif kind of mirrors WV’s terminal introduction, and when you think about it, authors are kind of ‘super-Exiles’, sending ‘commands’ which can’t be disobeyed.
Like, I get it. John has no memory of that timeline, and is already primed not to trust Dave, but it still hurts to see him so dismissive of Davesprite. I think the ‘real Dave’ fuckup was because part of him still isn’t buying it.
I honestly think one of the Daves might end up snapping eventually, and then John will get his wakeup call.
Yup, it matches the kids’ introduction order, as most other things do.
These patterns show up everywhere, and when they do, it’s impossible to tell in advance whether they’re going to be subverted. Hussie caught me out this time!
.....oh my god?
Sweet!
It’s a good Cal. It’d have been hard to fully capture Comic Cal’s aura in realspace, so changing his design a little was the right move here.
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The Big Texas Post
Y’know what’s funny? Explaining Texas culture to non-Texans.
People from Dallas: Dallasites. People from Houston: Houstonians. People from Austin: Weird.
Texas has two pro baseball teams, three pro basketball teams, two pro football teams, two pro soccer teams, and one pro hockey team (and tried to get a second in the Houston Aeros but that didn’t work out).
Most sports orgs are based in either Dallas or Houston, and the two cities have a rivalry that when left unchecked causes brawls in restaurants and bars (among other chaotic things). The general rule is that Houstonians hate Dallas, Dallasites hate Houston, everyone hates Austin, and San Antonio and El Paso are just the two kids in the corner trying to stay out of the fighting. However, if you’re from out-of-state and you hate on any of them, you’ll be the one on the receiving end of a beat-down because “no one messes with my little brother but me, damnit!”
Meanwhile, you have all the people who self-identify as being from one of the big cities even though they’re really from a suburb that’s about an hour away. Live in Spring, TX? “Oh, I’m from Houston.” Live in Arlington (which is where the Texas Rangers - largely considered a Dallas sports team - are located)? You’re considered from Dallas or the DFW area. We Texans don’t really care about the accuracy. We care more about whether or not you’re from the coast (Houston), the middle (Dallas/San Antonio), the weird (Keep Austin Weird was supposed to be a slogan that would promote mom-and-pop small businesses in the city. The rest of Texas leapt on the opportunity to make fun of it. Sorry, Austin), the border (El Paso, Texarkana), or somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. The state’s too big to get into the nitty gritty.
And don’t even get me started on college rivalries. You’ve got U of H, UT, A&M, SFA, and even more acronyms and mascots and history and - well, let’s just say it can all get out of hand. Actually, A&M and UT refuse to play each other anymore out of stubbornness - they hate each other that much. (Personally, I land on the Aggie side of things. Anyone who goes so far as to genetically engineer maroon bluebonnets to prank another school has earned my affection. Though UT can give as good as they get.)
Some other weird/fun things about Texas include:
- Drive through margarita places
- Kolaches (which are a Czech sweet pastry that we bastardized into a savory breakfast option)
- The Battle for the Boot (I kid you not, two baseball teams compete against each other for a silver cowboy boot every once in a while. It’s the silliest and yet most Texan thing ever.)
- Buck-ees
- The second largest port in the US (the amount of people who don’t understand that yes, Houston is on the water, and yes, it has a booming transport industry is alarming)
- Really good barbecue (ours is tomato based, which makes the sauce thick and sweet)
- Strange laws including one where you’re not allowed to have pliers in the back pocket of your jeans (it’s a holdover from when cattle rustlers would use them to cut barbed-wire fences)
- There’s a law where in the US, no state capital is allowed to be taller than the US capital. Texas built theirs on a hill - it’s not taller, it just happens to be... higher.
- People argue over this one, but Texas DOES have the right to secede from the union.
- Six Flags the theme park was named such because it stands for Six Flags Over Texas. Why? Texas has had six different flags flying over it: France, Spain, Republic of Texas, United States, Confederacy, and Mexico. Yes, you read that right: France. No, we were not acquired in the Louisiana Purchase.
- Dry counties are a thing. No alcohol is allowed to be consumed or sold! That being said, a trailer park of 200 came together to create the town Mobile, TX so that they could sell and consume liquor in the 90s
- In 1963, Janice Joplin was voted “Ugliest Man on Campus” at the University of Texas
- The Houston Grand Opera is considered one of the best opera companies in the world!
#texas#ferno rambles#someone asked me texas questions in a comment on AO3 and I decided why not#texas culture#stupid texas things#fanfic#i only tag that because this spawned from a fic
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(Halloween headcanons that no one asked for but I am sharing anyway):
🎃 Happy Halloween, everyone!! I thought I'd share some random headcanons about my Strangerville OCs because Halloween probably won't be shown in the story. Fair warning this is so long lmfao like I'm serious... it's a lot of words. I rambled a lot. But if you actually read this ily and hope you enjoy! ❤
Tashia obviously loves Halloween. Outside of her birthday or her close friends/family's birthdays, it is the best day of the year for her. She hosts a Halloween bash at the 8-Bit every year for adults and sets up a whole treats and food station outside for the kids - caramel apples, apple cider, pumpkin spice cookies, full sized candy bars, popcorn, hotdogs, etc.
On the flipside, Erwin surprisingly doesn't like Halloween all that much. He loved it when he was a kid, but he would say that all holidays kind of suck when you get older (ever the optimist lmao). He is the king of minimal effort costumes - for example, his normal clothes and a pumpkin head that he definitely doesn't take off even to smoke (I like to imagine the cigarette poking out the mouth just a little lmfao).
Beckett and Junia would costume shop together. They are only dressing up because they're being forced to anyway, so they're going to grab a bagged costume from Spirit. They're not picky, they don't have time to make costumes from scratch!
Anwar didn't celebrate Halloween for most of his childhood - he always forgets about it and has to throw something together last minute every time. He never learns.
Zoe loves group costumes and couple costumes. She's a sappy person who loves expressions of friendship and love. She's never worn a scary costume in her life. She would assert that the world can be scary enough and on the *1* day she can dress up as something, she's going to take that opportunity to dress up as something fun and happy and magical, damnit!!!!!
Tashia likes her costumes to be scary and sexy. Anwar just wants to be sexy. Beckett will always pick something super recognizable because it makes for good conversations and jokes.
Junia is an artist but has 0 creativity when it comes to dressing up and cosplaying, so she always needs help and suggestions.
Erwin and his big sister Maggie used to carve very specific pumpkin faces growing up (really recognizable, ridiculous ones basically) so he takes the time to carve a pumpkin every year and set it out for her. He figures that if she's alive and sees it, she'll know he's looking for her. And if she's not alive... well, he figures she'll at least know he never forgot her, he never gave up on her ever.
When Zoe finds out about this habit, Erwin is worried it's going to weird her out or make her feel bad for him, but instead she's totally understanding and asks if they can put one at her house too, just in case.
The gang has scary movie nights at Zoe's when they have some downtime. Everyone (except Tashia) is terrified when it's Erwin's turn to pick the movies because they're always either (1) horrifying and gross or (2) just horrifying. He takes pride in his niche horror talent.
Tashia has a "spooky music" playlist she made herself that she listens to starting in like mid-August. She thinks it's dumb that "Christmas people" get music on the radio in November and that's normal but listening to Halloween music isn't.
Halloween in Strangerville feels like stepping back in time. The streets are decorated and people are all outside participating (no houses with their porch lights off). Even the local businesses decorate and hand out candy (and the decorations they use are quite literally 30 years old lol). There are yard decorating contests and doors open everywhere, it's just got that "small town" feel and everyone is talking to everyone.
The Roswell's couldn't take Beckett trick or treating most years, but after he got sick his mom started feeling like it was important for him to not miss out on childhood experiences. She would dress up with him (he would choose the costumes and she'd wear them no matter how ridiculous) and she'd take him trick or treating. Ted always worked on Halloween, so it kind of became a bonding day for Meredith and Beckett.
Junia is tough as nails, but she hates gore with a passion. If the movie has gore, she will be watching from behind a blanket and trying not to gag (while spending the other half of the time annoyed with people making stupid decisions.) But don't point out these quirks or else she will get very grumpy with you lol.
They all tried to go to a haunted house one year but Junia accidentally got so scared that she might have punched one of the workers. Needless to say... they don't do haunted houses any more 😂.
Anwar works at a hospital (he's a nurse) and during the holidays he is always the kid's favorite because he tries his best to make it fun for them! He always has candy or little toys, memorizes innocently spooky stories to share with the older kids, even incorporates little silly spooky things in his uniform. He comes off really cool and level headed, but he is soooooo soft around kids.
Zoe has watched Hocus Pocus so much that she knows it word-for-word. She can even reenact the "I Put a Spell on You" performance perfectly. She also loves Coraline!
Erwin and Zoe binge watch the 90s Goosebumps episodes during the month of October. (Also it should be noted that Erwin can play the Goosebumps theme on guitar which is super silly).
#strangerville outtakes#erwin pries#zoe tate#junia cahill#anwar nabih#beckett roswell#tashia moore#simblr#halloween headcanons#ts4 oc#ts4 ocs#headcanons
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it's haechan hourrrrrrr and I already had this pre-noted so I'm putting in this entry early)
day 22/365 of haechan from niwaaaa
my favourite interactions/moments of haechan and wayv + sungchan and shotaro (with one exclusion)
kun - honestly there's not that many moments together - but i'd say when they almost lit the kitchen on fire is a pretty stellar moment. and kun thinks haechan is so precious. always very bright when talking about him. and haechan's little kiss for kun's hand. very cute. wish they interacted a bit more (on screen)
ten - honestly haechan's karma. the way ten reacts to haechan is always like....'damnit' but you can tell. haechan needs tough love sometimes. but 90s love era for this pair is all i need to point out. when ten comes from (i'm assuming the bathroom?) and haechan gets the whole group to clap for him. haechan and ten with the legend taemin himself. i honestly think ten is like a mentor role for donghyuck. i love their relationship.
winwin - THE FLEXIBILITY CHALLENGE. I don't know if i'm reaching or not but I feel like when haechan is the MC or taking an 'announcer' role of some kind, he relaxes and enjoys himself more? It's quite cute. I think my favourite thing is when winwin is describing haechan and his name for the audience. when winwin sits on haechan too. I think winwin finds haechan really comforting and opens up a little more for the shoot and I think that's really cute.
xiaojun - their risque dance with each other for the Citi Field Day thing! and xiaojun always refers to haechan with such a softness and like a little 'haechan!' and i think it's so sweet. high note loveliessssss. i think their interactions are quite limited for now? but i think that won't last long. i'm also basing this off on screen moments obviously.
hendery - I THINK THE AWSAZ VIDEO!! I was so happy when I saw them both on it. And the way they communicated, I enjoyed it. I really really enjoy it. Just as weird and as chaotic as each other. I think they have a lot of fun together and it definitely shows. I want more INTERACTIONS. I really do.
yangyang - AHH I remember when you could start to see WayV’s personalities coming through and saw how alike Yangyang was to Haechan, I wanted them to meet so bad so when they did, I was fucking ecstatic. Like please mooooore. One of my favourite things to happen in NCT 2020 and 90’s Love was seeing them two together.
shotaro - our cute newbie pt 1. I think Haechan finds him cute (and I’m not surprised boy is really cute) But my favourite moment is the NCT World moment and Haechan was like Shotaro’s voice and amplifier and I think Shotaro is just happy to be there. And Shotaro helping Haechan get down is so small but I think it’s cute. Like there’s absolutely no roasting here - just being precious little kids together.
sungchan - our cute newbie pt 2. A very smiley kid that will forever haunted by the ‘who do you think helped you the most?’ / ‘who has influenced you’ questions that haechan literally ATTACKED him with. another innocent victim in haechan's jibes hahaha. He enjoys Haechan's banter so much though and even when he's on the receiving end, he takes it really well. i think for sungchan, haechan has this mentor role - my favourite moment was haechan helping sungchan with his verse in 90s love (banging verse by the way)
in short, wayv spoil him so much.
NIWAAAAA MY SUNFLOWER 🫶
Omg Yangyang and hyuck are my fav combo out of all of these like those two are just so complex and a hot mess over all 😭🫶 (so is Xiaojuns)
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OH NO! I WAS TOO DISTRACTED SQUEALING TO EVERYONE TO ACTUALLY THANK YOU FOR THE MECHS IN DRESS CLOTHES. I AM SO SORRY
They are bootiful, and I wuv dem, and gods damnit I need to clear off enough space on my desk so I can doodle them too. Also, I am happy to see steadily more and more people popping up to compliment Sides, he deserves to be in the spotlight. Sunny may have traditional beauty down, but Sides is that handsome boy next door whom spends their entire youth as an outdoor-playing sort of "dirty", and then cleans up and all of a sudden every girl within a five mile radius suddenly does that one spongebob meme of "Oh no, he's hawt!". And he deserves to be recognized for it, hehe. Even if both mechs are far too confident to get blushy from compliments, which is a true crime, tbh, cause both need to be seen hella positively flustered.
Also! I took Friday off of work because the jerkweed at my job was insistent on buying us lunch as a bribe, and I have too many complex feelings about people giving me things to let myself feel like I owe him. So I got to hang out with my dad, and we're gonna be sealing up my ladybug leaking window today after work. In other news /dun dun/ I was goofing around playing modded Ark: Survival Evolved (specified, cause I talk to a lot of people who don't know what that is, its about dinosaurs) and said mod was hybridization. So I made a manta omanite abomination monster. Twas chthulu, but as a bird. And I love him. I am naming him Flappy when I get home.
On an even different note, cause I've been doing my coloring books again recently, I've been debating on posting the progress of my books onto tumblr, cause I bought a one-sided-page book simply for the express purpose of being able to take the pages out and gift them to friends, so I thought it would be cool to have a visual timeline of what I have done, and how far along I got with different pieces. It would also mean I can take my watercolor pencils to the page the way I wanted to, without worrying about ruining the next page. Downside, I am terrified of posting stuff online, because I internalize everything negative people say about me, whilst simultaneously disregarding all the nice things people say. I am working on unlearning that, which being slightly more active in the interwebs would help with (exposure therapy, whooooo....)
Did/do you celebrate easter?
~Smooch 💜
Hehe, you are very welcome Smooch.
I'm glad you liked them.
Sideswipe is a growing favorite I've noticed, and it really is a lot of fun to watch happen. Sunny is still probably the most popular of my designs, but his brother is coming on fast hehe.
I REALLY want to draw some more robots soon, despite my other projects. I'm the mood for Mirage and Tracks atm, so we'll see what happens hehe
While the circumstances were not ideal, it is good that you got to spend time with your dad. And I guess congratulations are in order for your avian Cthulu lol
Also congratulations for finding time to do your coloring books again. Coloring books are supposed to be really therapeutic(so I hear).
On your possible tumblr posting: I too like to have a timeline on some of my projects just as a record/checkpoint. Tumblr blogs are really good for that I have to admit. Your downside is my downside as well. It's hard to accept compliments and even harder to deal with negative nancy barking up your notifications. I still get nervous over pieces I post, particularly my original works, so don't feel bad. I admit that exposure therapy HAS helped me, but if you feel like it won't help you, then don't do it. But unfortunately, you won't know until you try.
And yes, I do celebrate Easter hehe. I play piano for my church so that's one of my busier times of year outside of Christmas (dear Lord at the Christmas carols…). I even dyed Easter eggs to give out to the kids at church this year, so I really got into it this time. It's also the time of year I get together with some of my extended family, so it's fun (and kinda tiring hehe)
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im delirious i just had a GREAT idea this requires having terminal homestuck brain and also liking the idea of batman being fucked up in a funny way. putting this under a read more bc i want u to choose to ruin ur day
ok so like are your familiar with spicyyetis davekat halloween special? well i hope you are now.
ok now are u familiar with bruce wayne? are you familiar of his habit of accidentally acquiring kids left and right and also his perfect mental health?
ok now are you seeing what im seeing
im thinkiong like years in the future like im p sure there was a panel of bruce telling stories to one of his grandchildren like it was very cute right hand on im pulling up the panel
Batman Lost #1 a tie in for dark knights metal
do you see that those are kids , little children running around the manor with an old man bruce just chilling in his murder mystery office, this is the best thing i have ever seen.
so like ideally bruce would have a very happy life retired and with all the rest of the bats taking over in crime fighting n shit and his sons and daughters however many he gets are gonna fill the place with kids eventually bc picking up strays is like, a bat requirement u know, however, im not thinking in a positive way or even a coherent way.
back to YM&O did u see old man dave hoarding kids in a very lonely mansion bc of his fear that the kids are one day gonna be the nly thing that will remind him of the loev of his life or whatever yeah you see where im goin with this.
like i can see it perfectly in my minds eye bruce trying to cope with yknow life and stuff n finally accepting that hes not a one man show and maybe as he gets older hes like alright i gotta, take care of myself? and no matter how much my kids may hate me at times and try to shot me i know they love me and they would be Very Sad if they had to bury me, like , again i mean and so hes like well now im old and trying out this taking care of myself now what and hes like oh i know ill take care of the kids and then at the start dick is like weird but ok better late than never!!! i guess!! but oh wait actuyally sorry old man i cant hang out but u can hang out with timmy and damian ok bye have fun and at this point evryone is like almost thirty and are like trying to subtly get away from bruce bc they were raised independently and also theyre grownups damnit (cass is a treasure so she hangs out but also she knows whats up its chill) and then it expands to the other kids like he starts trying to act as this doting old fatherly figure (hes goin senile its what is HAPPENING) and its not until dick is like haha have u heard jason just got kids following him around thats cute and bruce is like YES THATS IT like he gets hardcore empty nest syndrome except the nest was always kinda full u know? thi pile of leaves and bird shit is gonna overflow,anyway like a few months later dick comes back and theres Horrors tm in Manor bc bruce definition of kid isnt constrained by like, species,(do you think jarro would want more siblings?)
so like the house is packed with kids, all sorts of kids, some arent even kids, some are straight up science experiments and bruce is like I Love My Family :) alfred has been dead for over 30 years and yet bruce finds the way to drag his ghost back to the house so they can coo at the kids together (alfred look at my new daughter isnt she cute yes master bruces shes quite charming what will all the eyes, yes youre right she is) jarro is having fun having siblings but he still tries to win bruces attention , cass is almost encouraging bruce to get more kids (i want a new sister) tim and damian are scared but in different ways jason went there once and said Not My problem (hes also scared) barbara doesnt know the extent of the problem and is just amused the titrans know and dick is the last to know (but only bc i find it funny) if u ask what about duke i dont wanna inflict this hell on him he scaped early amen also the justice league either enables him or is subtly trying to stop him (it is. not working)
#ac#sorry idk what any of this says#bat tag#i reread yours mine and us again the other day and my brain acted like a blender
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Found You
Ok, this fic is gonna be a little different. Since I wanted to step out of my comfort zone and wanted to challenge myself because I'm insane. I wrote an interactive fic. So I hope you enjoy it. And let me know if these are actually good. 😅 And if I should do another one. K Let's do this. And If you didn't understand what I meant by interactive you're in the story! Ok This is getting long so let's just get to the fic. Oh and this isn't canon in my AU! This is just for fun!
Chucky and Tiffany were just leaving a nice fancy restaurant, till Chucky spotted a potential victim, he nudged Tiffany and pointed to the guy. They both smiled and pulled out their knife and began stalking, like lions hunting in the night using the cover of darkness. What they didn't know was they were being watched by you. You despite all the red flags decided to follow the two out of pure curiosity. You stumble your way in their direction, it wasn't hard to find them since they had a blood trail and you could just follow the bodies. However, you stepped on a piece of broken glass revealing yourself, and had caught the attention of the two. Chucky didn't hesitate and ran at you. You screamed and regretted following them immediately. You thought back to when you're Mom told you that iconic saying Curiosity Killed The Cat. WHY DO I NEVER LISTEN? You thought to yourself.
"CHUCKY STOP!!!"
The blade inches away from your face, and in the hands of a serial killer only to be stopped by his wife. She gripped his arm and lowered it.
"TIFF! WHAT THE HELL!!!!"
"Sweetface, They're just a kid"
"A stupid kid." He turned his attention back to you.
"WHY DID YOU FOLLOW US!!!!"
"Chucky you're scaring them"
He just rolled his eyes and gave you a menacing snarl.
"What's your name Sweetface"
You stutter out your name whimpering.
"You're all alone aren't you?"
You nodded your head still shaking and wiping off tears.
"Chucky, we can't just leave them here"
"Yes, we can. It's simple and easy."
"Chucky. What if this happened to Glen and Glenda? Wouldn't you want them to be taken in and not be left alone in the dark?"
Damnit. She had him. She actually had him. No matter how cold and dead Chucky's heart was, his soft spot was his kids. They were his number one priority and Tiffany. He groaned rolling his eyes back but agreed.
"FINEEEEEEE! ALRIGHT ALREADY! BUT I'M NOT LETTING YOU OUT OF MY SIGHT! GOT IT! ONE SLIP UP AND I WON'T HESITATE TO PUT AN END TO YOU. GOT IT?"
You nodded your head and went with the couple
They walked you back to their place. When the three entered their home you were baffled. It looked so normal. You kinda expected there to be dead things and human heads everywhere. But nope. A regular home. It seemed joyful and happy. Then you heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"MOM DAD!!! YOU'RE HOME!!!...... WHO'S THIS??"
"MUM DAD!! YOU'RE BACK!!! Who's that?"
"Go on introduce yourself"
"Uhh, h--h-hi! I'm *Insert your name* Y/N and you two are?"
"Glen"
"Glenda"
"Nice to meet you two"
"Likewise"
"Nice to meet you too"
"Wanna come play with us?"
"SURE!"
The three of you ran off having fun together. The sight of the three of you having fun together brought a smile to Chucky's face. Of course, he wasn't gonna let anyone see. The way to the guy's heart was his kids and seeing them happy made him happy inside. So the both of you slowly warmed up to each other.
#You're In the Fic!#chucky#chiffany#childs play#charles lee ray#raysforever#tiffany valentine#chucky x tiffany#chuckyxtiffany#glen and glenda#Glen and Glenda#Glen Ray#Glenda Ray#Ray Twins
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