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Imagine saving Dark, Wilford from another demon.

Even though Dark could technically save themselves the demon had somehow made Dark weak, and Wilford had his gun taken away during the whole ordeal.

“Look here! Darkiplier, the most powerful demon in raspy hill, PATHETIC WEAK LITTLE SHIT OF A DEMON!” The demon cackled.

“I’M NOT WEAK!!” Dark yelled, punching the demon.

Just as the demon was about to choke Dark, an explosion shakes the whole hideaway they were in.

“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THEM YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!” You yell, with your bat in hand, you swing at the demon landing a hard blow to his head.

“GET BATTED BITCH!” You yell again, repeatedly beating the demon with your bat.

“Y/n! Wow I didn’t know you had a badass side to you!” Wilford hugs you jumping up and down.

“Y/n, what you did was dangerous and reckless, but I thank you for saving us.” Dark smiled, kissing your temple.

“Your welcome.” You smiled, but it soon disappeared when you saw Dark get up but just collapse to the ground. “Dark? Are you okay?” You asked, helping him up.

“Just a bit weak, that’s all.” He grunts. You and Wilford each take his arm and help him upstairs.

“Yo, I got em, come and get us.” You talk into a radio you pulled out of your pocket.

“Were on our way!” A voice comes through.

“Who’s that?” Wilford asks.

“Glitch and Google.” You nonchalantly say.

*Timeskip because I’m lazy*

You patch up Dark and Wilford and cuddle with them.

A/N: I’m a sucker for Dark-Stache apparently lol.

#darkiplier #wilford warfstache #Dark-Stache #darkiplier x wilford #darkiplier imagines #wilford warfstache x reader #darkiplier x reader #darkiplier x y/n #wilford x reader #ahwm wilford #wilfordmotherlovingwarfstache #I have at least five videos of Dark-Stache shit on YT #this is for fun #i do this for fun #I can’t help but love Darkiplier even though he is a dick sometimes #I can’t help but love Wilford even though he murders people #and is insane #coyotestarcraft #coyotewritesthings

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Omg the song Poker Face by Lady Gaga is amazing, the line, “Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun.” Got me thinking. (If you haven’t heard it you should it’s awesome.)

Imagine Wilford had caught someone who hurt you in the past.

Wil calls you into the interrogation room, “yes?” you ask. “My darling, please tell this man what we do if anyone tries to hurt you.” He smirks.

“We kill em.” You glare at the man who was tied up in the chair.

“Kill?!” The man shrieks, “no please, I’m sorry I won’t hurt her again.” He pleads.

“It’s them, not everyone is a woman!” You angrily tell him.

“Now come on let’s play a game, cause Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun.” You smile maniacally.

BAM

#coyotewritesthings #wilford #wilfordmotherlovingwarfstache #wilford warfstache #wilford x reader #wilford warfstache x reader

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2016 TMNT - Donnie x Loona(OC)

Hurricane

Note: This takes place in September of 2017 when hurricane Irma hits Florida. I do live in the sunshine state and we are prone to hurricanes. Going through Irma wasn’t bad, it was a catagory 2 when it hit my part of the state. so to my family it was just another huge storm.

Summary: Loona was gonna take a plane to New York to see the turtles but had found out that a hurricane was forming in the Atlantic and making its way towards Florida, her home. So she called Donnie to let him know she wasn’t going to come up for a while. (I’m gonna pretend Donnie knows what hurricanes are).

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Hurricanes were the norm for us Floridians, we’ve been hunkering down from them for as long as they’ve been recorded.

So when I heard on the news about Hurricane Irma forming in the Atlantic it wasn’t a surprise, I’ve been doing this for 23 years. No big deal. That was until I called Donnie.

I dialed his number and put earbuds in my ears and plugged them into my phone, while I help my mom put stuff from outside away.

“Hey honey.” He answered.

“Hey, babe.” I said into the mic.

“What’s up?” He asks.

“I know your not gonna be happy but a hurricane is coming, they named it Irma this morning on the news.” I said putting pots with plants into the shed.

I hear Donnie shuffling on the other end, and I know he’s researching Irma on his computer.

“Already a catagory 2, and making landfall in Dominica and soon the Virgin Islands.” He mutters mostly to himself.

“Yeah, I’m aware, we’ve had the tv on all day.”

“Are you gonna be in a safe place? Board up your windows? Do you have enough food?” He asks.

“Donnie! It’s okay, deep breaths baby.”

I hear him take nice long deep breaths on the other side.

“Listen, I’ll be fine, my family will be fine. We’ve been doing this for years, before I was born. Hurricanes are the norm during this time of the year. My house is far enough inland for no storm surge to reach. We will board up all the windows, also me and my mother just went shopping for food and other necessities. Trust me Donnie, we know what we’re doing, we’ll be fine. Besides I’ve experienced hurricanes before, it’s just a huge storm with lots of rain and wind. Besides the weatherman said by the time it reaches us it’ll have downgraded to a cat 1 or 2.”

“Okay.” He sighs.

“Put then on the shelf, if not in that corner.” I say to my mother.

“Sorry, Donnie, as a long time hurricane veteran I know how to prepare for things like this, I won’t fly away to la la land, my house is stable, it’s survived all the previous hurricanes that came through, it’ll survive this one.” I say into the mic.

“Well after those speeches I have no choice but to trust you.” He laughs.

*September 10th, Hurricane Irma Makes Landfall in Florida*

Me and Donnie were video chatting as I sat in my room watching the rain outside. “How’s it going?” Donnie asks as he leans over setting his phone upright on something.

“Good, were just getting the outer bands of it right now, it’s just like the normal thunderstorms we get.” I say.

“I actually did some research on hurricanes and I have to say, Florida definitely has had some hard hits over the years.” He pushes his glasses up his snout.

“Yeah, I’ve done my research too, it’s because it’s near the tropics and westerly winds that blow off the African coasts along the equator.” I say.

“Well, I’m not the only nerd.” He smiles into the camera.

“I love learning about hurricanes and their destructive power, it’s so impressive how much damage a huge storm can do.” I smile.

“Yeah, look, I’ve gotta go on patrol, you’ll call me later for updates right?” He asks.

“Of course.” I assure him.

“Okay, I love you dove.” He blows a kiss at the camera.

“I love you too terrapin.” I say and hit the hang up button.

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A/N: I’ve been watching videos about hurricanes for a long time and I’ve had the idea since yesterday.

Just a small idea I had :)

#bayverse donnie x reader #CoyoteWritesThings #my oc #tmnt donnie #tmnt 2016 #loona #oc #coyotestarcraft #TMNT Bayverse

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TMNT - 2016 - Loss - Donnie x Loona(OC)

A/N: This is like a comfort thing I guess. Loona’s pronouns are he/him/his. My actual grandfather passed away on April 18, I used to call him papaw. The stuff like throwing up and having a panic attack I never actually did but I wanted to make this a bit dramatic because that’s just who I am, a dramatic person. Also Raph, Mikey, Leo, Splinter, April, Casey and Vern met my parents along with my grandfather.

Summary: Loona’s grandfather passed away a little over a month ago and is still getting over his death. Having no where to turn he goes to the lair to seek Donnie for comfort.

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Loona’s POV

I had gotten the most painful phone call from my mother in Florida, I heard my papaw had gotten the stupid covid virus and wasn’t going to survive.

“He passed away just a few minutes ago.” My mother cried on the other end.

“I-okay.” And hung up.

I collapsed to my knees and hunched over, my body was shaking with every sob that left my throat.

*Later That Night*

I sat in the same spot since the call, I hadn’t moved at all and my body was letting me know by all the aches in my joints from sitting in the same position for hours.

After another 5 minutes I decided to go see Donnie. I grabbed my jacket and a backpack with overnight clothes since I was gonna spend the night. I grabbed my phone and charger and headed out to find a manhole.

Once I found one, I looked around then lifted it up and climbed down.

I knew my way to the lair by heart so I didn’t take long to find. I walked in a saw Mikey and Raph watching tv.

“Hey dude! Glad you could join us this time a night!” Mikey smiles pulling me into a hug. It took everything in me not to break down. “Is Donnie in his lab? I need to talk with him.”

“Yeah, says he was coming to hang with you later but your already here so..” Mikey pointed to Don’s lab with his thumb.

“Thanks.” I mutter and walk over to the lab and open the door to see Donnie hard at work.

“Hey dove, I was about to head to your apartment but I got a little caught up in my work, sorry.”

“It’s fine.” I sigh and set my bag down.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Donnie sets down his tools, he looks at me with a concerning look.

“You remember my papaw?”

“Yeah, he was surpriseingly smart for his age. I think me and him had formed a good bond, I would love to see him again.” Donnie smiled.

That comment is was broke me, I broke down in tears and collapsed to my knees sobbing.

“He passed away today, around 2:30.” I cried.

I looked up to see Donnies eyes fill with tears, he let out a sob before coming to hug me.

“I’m so sorry baby, I had no idea. Did he pass away from old age or..?”

“The fucking covid virus.” I angrily cried. “I didn’t even get to say goodbye! You never got to say goodbye! I just want him back!” I yelled.

“I know baby, shh, shh, breathe.” Donnie cooed.

But I couldn’t and sent me into a panic attack. “P-panic, a-attack!” I heaved, Donnie quickly grabbed an empty bucked and put in underneath my mouth, I threw up, coughing and gasping for air.

“Shh, shh, I’m here sweetheart, take it easy.” Donnie rubber my back.

A few minutes pass and I’m in Donnies arms silently crying. I hadn’t even noticed Don’s brothers, including Splinter, April, and Casey all standing at the door for the whole duration of my panic attack. They were all worried and it showed, even Raph looked upset.

“Is everything alright my son?” Splinter asks Donnie.

“No, Loo, you have to tell them.” Donnie whispers to me.

I sit up in Donnies arms but don’t leave. “M-my papaw passed away this afternoon around 2:30 from covid.” I look up to see April in tears hugging Casey, Leo was silently letting tears fall down his cheeks along with Raph, and Mikey was sobbing in his hands.

“So that’s why you were yelling.” Leo said.

“Yeah.” I mutter.

The turtle brothers along with Splinter, April and Casey had grown to like my grandfather for the short duration he visited New York with my parents. And now them all hearing that he passed was devastating.

They all knew I was devastated the most.

*Timeskip*

I was in Donnies lap dozing off as he worked on his computer. “Sweetness?”

“Hmm?” I hummed.

“Are you hungry?”

“No.” I shake my head.

“Are you thirsty?” He asked.

“Yes.” I nod.

“Luckily I have a waterbottle, that has been unopened, ready for you.” He says as he carefully leans over to grab it as to not squish me against him.

“Thank you.” I whisper.

“Your welcome love, I’m here for you no matter what.” He softly kisses my head.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

#TMNT #TMNT Donnie #Donnatello #tmnt 2016 #CoyoteWritesThings

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Scars Of The Past

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Fandom: Good Omens

Characters: Aziraphale/Crowley/Female Reader

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Summary: No matter how hard Y/N tries to forget the past, it always finds a way to come back and haunt her dreams.

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Y/N was laying in bed with Aziraphale on her right reading a book and Crowley on her left on his phone. Y/N was squished between them dozing off on Aziraphale's chest. Aziraphale looked down at Y/N and smiled wrapping an arm around her.

Crowley noticed and gave a small smile, admiring the beautiful sight.

That was until Y/N started whimpering and crying. Her grip tightening on Aziraphale's pajama shirt. Crowley put his hands on her arm and gently shook her.

"Y/N darling wake up", Crowley kept shaking her but she kept whimpering

Aziraphale put down his book on the bedside table and put his right hand on her shoulder to help wake her up.

"Y/N dear please wake up"

After a couple more shakes, Y/N wakes up sitting up and looking around the room wildly and breathing heavily.

"Y/N sweetheart it's alright, come here", Aziraphale gently pulls Y/N towards his chest.

Y/N buries her face in his chest whimpering and sobbing.

"What happened?", Crowley asked stroking Y/N's hair.

"I-It was h-horrible. I-I was fighting h-her again a-and she gave me a-another scar."

Crowley gently turned Y/N's head around and examined her face and saw no scars but the one on her left eye.

"Y/N there's no scars on you're face but the one on you're left eye. You're alright."

Aziraphale kissed Y/N's forehead, "Adelphia won't hurt you, and if does then she will burn in Hell."

Crowley and Aziraphale know Heaven and Hell have left them alone for the time being. But even Hell knows Adelphia has committed many crimes and has always managed to escape every trial she was supposed to be at.

"Promise?"

"We promise", Aziraphale and Crowley said at the same time.

Aziraphale reached behind him and turned out the light and lightly pulled Y/N to his chest. Crowley spooned Y/N from behind and buried his face in the back of her neck.

Y/N sighed contently knowing she was in safe arms of an Angel and a Demon who cared about her than anything else in the universe.

#Good Omens #Aziraphale x Reader x Crowley #CoyoteWritesThings

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Aziraphale x Valencia - Road To Recovery

Summary: Valen has been in bed for a couple of days sick with the flu, Zira finds her and takes care of her.

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Aziraphale's POV

I started to notice that Valen hasn't been to my shop in a couple of days. I know she has a lot on her plate but she always finds time to come visit.

I get up from my chair and close the shop for the day. I start my walk to Valencia's apartment.

Once I get there I knock on V's door...no answer. I look to my left and right, with no in sight I miracle open her door and step inside. I snap my fingers and the door closes. I call out for V but no answer. I walk to her room and find her in bed with a bunch a tissues around her. I snap and they all disappear. I walk over and gently put my hand to her forehead. She's burning up.

Valencia starts to stir and I rub her back slowly. "Ugh." She looks up and blinks a couple times, "Ziraphale? What are you doing here?" I smile at her and gently sit down. "Darling, are you alright? I haven't seen you in a couple days."

She groans and gently grabs my hand, "Sorry Az, I've been sick with the flu." I bring her hand to my lips and kiss her knuckles. "No need to be sorry dear. Luckily you have me to take care of you." She smiled and moved to nuzzle her face in my thigh. I gently run my hand through her hair and play with it. After a while I gently coax her to the bathroom to run a bath for her.

She whines and starts to cry. I cup her cheeks and kiss her forehead. "Darling I know you're hurting but I know you haven't bathed in a couple days." She looks down embarrassingly and a few tears flow down her face. I gently wipe them away with my thumb and kiss her forehead again.

I leave the bathroom and let Valencia wash herself. After 10 minutes she comes from the bathroom in pj's and tangled hair. I smile and hold out my arms for her to come sit in my lap so I can brush her hair.

She comes and sits, I take the brush and start to gently untangle the knots. After 30 minutes I finally got her hair untangled. I put the brush down and gently run my fingers through her hair. I notice she fell asleep, I gently lower her onto my chest and let her sleep. After a few hours she wakes up.

She groans, "what time is it?" She looks around and her gaze falls to the clock beneath her TV. Her eyes go wide and before she scrambles to get up I gently cup her face and turn it towards me. She gives me a confused look, "Az what are you doing here?" I laugh, "I've been here since the early afternoon dear." She looks away embarrassingly, "oops sorry."

I smile and kiss her cheek, "it's alright darling, you're sick and obviously tired. How about we get you back to bed and I'll make you something to eat?" She nods happily, "maybe some Mac n cheese? I'm not that hungry, I usually don't eat when I'm sick." "Alright darling, you go lay down and I'll make some for you." She heads to the bedroom grabbing her blanket, before she does she grabs a movie from the shelf. "What do you have there dear?" "The movie Twister that I've watched a million times. I really want you to watch it, I know you probably won't like it but can you do it for me, please?" I laugh and promise to watch it. She perks up and runs to her room.

After 15 minutes I come in and hand her the bowl of Mac n cheese. I go and sit next to her and she starts the movie.

When the movie finishes, she turns off the TV and turns to me. "So? What did ya think?" I laugh at the faces she's making, "To be honest, I thought it was..interesting. The crude language was a bit much but, all in all it was good. A lot of action and really good affects." She smiles and hugs me tightly. "I'm so happy. I know these aren't your type of movies, but it's okay your kinds of movies aren't my type either." We both laugh and V yawns.

She lays her head on my chest and starts to falls asleep. "Sleep well my darling."

A/N: Coyote here! I'm actually sick with....something and it is not pretty. I have a sore throat and plugged up nose. I will do Crowley next so stay tuned for more!

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