#check the mail

[ew-selfish-art]

DpxDc AU: Justice League requires all of its youngest members to list at least one adult emergency contact in case something happens out in the field- And Lancer did tell Danny to put his number down if he needed help!

Lancer wanted to call CPS, wanted to call them for years, but something was wrong with his beloved town and the government agents that came were always… ill mannered. To say the least. So with the young Mr.Fenton appearing wounded in his class on multiple occasions, sleeping through lectures even more often, Lancer felt himself gradually accept that no other adult was going to step up to protect this child.

He figures out his Identity as Phantom and it makes his rage boil hotter than Dante’s sixth layer of hell. Danny refuses to abandon his parents (who continue to hunt him unknowingly), and he refuses to let any of his ghostly responsibilities fall wayside (this CW fellow is a real piece of work!).

But for all the things he expected when he told Danny that he could be trusted and could help- Ms. Manson and Mr.Foley coming to him for help, patching wounds, offering snacks and covering for Danny when attacks occurred in class- he hadn’t expected the Justice League to be knocking on his door.

Lancer blinked at the appearance of Batman in his classroom after the final bell, but then his stomach dropped.

TELLTALE HEART THATS THE BATMAN!!

“Phantom listed you as his emergency contact. Have you had any recent communication with him?” The deep, gravel voice startled Lancer.

Lancer checks his phone, Danny had skipped class today; and while Lancer was working with Danny to get him after school lessons and tutoring for all of the hours he missed, it was uncommon for him not to respond at Lancer’s text asking for a confirmation of his safety.

“Not in 24 hours, but I can message him again.” Lancer is shaking as he types on his phone to team phantom-Who wouldn’t be nervous at both the implications of Danny’s safety and the Batman??

Superman flies into the room from the open doorway, “No luck, without a heartbeat I can’t find him. Where ever they have him it’s lead lined or he’s keeping himself invisible.”

SCARLET LETTER ITS SUPERMAN!?!

Danny doesn’t reply to Lancer, and neither do Danny’s friends.

“He has two team members with whom he is inseparable, if none of them are responding then all three have been accosted. I’m coming with you until we find them.” Lancer declares and while he’s sure that Batman is unimpressed, Superman gives him a sad smile and nods.

Thus Lancer joins the Justice League for a day, Helps to save Team Phantom and Informs the takedown of an illegal government agency.

Batman also slides him some adoption papers and a card for a lawyer if Lancer decides to formally adopt Danny. Lancer also wins a Wayne Excellence Award for Teaching that year but he’s pretty sure the money is unrelated to Danny’s alter ego- after all, Lancer is a fantastic teacher.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #danny phantom #dp x dc #dc crossover #dp crossover #I like to think that lancer learns so much about the IR from Danny that he becomes akin to a consultant for the JL and JLD #like a ghost appears and if Danny is in a different dimension or smith they just call his English teacher #lancer being a bro to Danny is my fave #but I’m biased cause I had an English teacher who noticed my mental health decline before anyone else bothered to care #lancer gets a check in the mail and it’s for a ton of money and it’s labeled JL Hazard Pay #Bruce: game respects game #lancer corrects both Constantine’s information and his grammar

[b1rds3ye]

AAAA i loved that 141 + masked reader one!! omg you're filling my head with mask ideas now...

what if reader had one of those LED masks that showed different facial expressions? just walking around going ":D" ":]" "^-^" "?" ">:(" as a substitute of their real expressions. omfg imagine them coming back from a mission and price is praising them on their work or smth and they just hit him with the "uwu"

I'm glad so many people are liking the prompt, I had a lot of fun with it too!! This is very much giving me Watch Dogs 2 Wrench but also Rina Tennoji omg there are so many legendary masked characters-

The rest of the 141 were confused at first. While the mask provided anonymity, there was also the benefit of hiding facial information to an enemy. But now with these LEDs your emotions could be read like an open book, but ultimately they found it endearing.

Soap in particular loves your mask. Johnny loves surprising you to generate "!"s over the eyes and finds himself smiling every time your mask switches to a new emotion. As demolition expert, he prides himself over the one time he got you so riled up that an error message flashed across your mask. He's also genuinely curious about the mask and will gladly try to help if there are any technical difficulties or if you want a hardware upgrade. He's also the most unnerved out of the 141 if you ever turn the LEDs off, immediately by your side to comfort you as he can no longer read your mood.

Gaz doesn't often provoke you but he does find himself snickering whenever your expressions change from others. It's also an easy way for Kyle to keep track of how you're feeling, even when no one's around your mask automatically goes ";-;" when you're feeling down and he'll check up on you. Whenever he does make a joke though, he's immediately looking to your mask to see if someone will appreciate his humour. He also wishes you turned off your mask more during missions, the little angry face your mask makes isn't intimidating in the slightest and he can't risk getting distracted cooing over you during an op.

Ghost is very curious. Your own mask has him wondering if his own needs a bit of an upgrade - perhaps an LED skull mask with a moving lower jaw. Simon's heart warms up a bit at how you've picked a mask that's still so comically expressive, he enjoys interacting with someone that's so upfront with their emotions. He won't admit it but he finds it cute how your mask goes "-_-" whenever he says one of his horrendous "military humour" jokes. He's considerate of your mask and ensures that there is no water or liquids nearby.

Price's first concern was practicality (how the hell were you going to use night-vision?) but once the mask seems to work without a hitch, he now checks on your mask to not only gauge your mood but as a visual indicator of the overall atmosphere among the rest of the task force. You're now his favourite person to praise. He doesn't give it freely of course, but most of his subordinates will try to hide their smiles as they glow under his praise as they keep up their tough soldier persona. You though? The sudden "! o !" and then consequential "^_^" as you walk away with a hop in your step is probably the sweetest thing he's seen in his entire military career.

It's all fun and games until you turn off the LEDs - usually done in dark/covert missions or when you're interrogating the enemy. That's when you're truly unreadable, a masked terror. As you eliminate enemies in close combat the last thing they will see is their own face contorted into absolute terror as it is faintly reflected like a memory against the bottomless darkness of your visor.

Masked Reader Masterlist Call of Duty Masterlist

#cod x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x you #task force 141 x reader #captain price x reader #john price x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #john mactavish x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #anon mail ❤️ #/*avery actually writes*/ #/*avery checks the mailbox*/ #/*cod x masked reader*/

[bruhstation]

can't it even be more obvious thomas. why are you surprised that a sudrian historical site filled to the brim with armor and weaponry that dates back to the middle ages has old people afflicted with the gold dust working around the castle

#thomas the tank engine #thomas and friends #ttte glynn #ttte millie #ttte stephen #casa tidmouth #senjart #MORE OF LADY'S EXPERIMENTS GONE WRONG #WHO UP ULFSTEADING THEIR CASTLE #stuff for the kotr arc of casa tidmouth. now this is where gold dust has historical significance #going crazy right now. my friends are influencing me #I had 12 tabs opened just to draw young glynn's armor. they dont have plated armory in the 10th century!!!! only mails!!!!!! #(looking at you KOTR intro) #I remember reading some inputs on my 1k milestone poll and saw someone put ''the misery of growing old'' and honestly. Checks out #glynn's eyes are goldish brown because well. that's the perks of being the first bearer of the gold dust horrors #lady during 989 AD do not know anything about human thoughts and ethics and emotions. she was literally freestyling that!!!!! #Oh a wounded soldier on the verge of death. what if I *dumps 200 kg of gold dust on him* yeah that'll do the trick. #then she saw how glynn aged so so slowly and went Oh well I messed up. Good thing there are lots of other sudrians here #funny coincidence that young cstm glynn's helmet resembles canon glynn's funnel #I wanted to make millie's design resemble a tour guide more with her scarf and more stylish than usual tie #shes so pretty. I'm so proud of her design #(AND I REALIZED TOO LATE THAT HER TIE HAS THE COLORS OF THE FRENCH FLAG) #<--- said the guy who has beef with the french #stephen's crown is translated to a hat decor! was about to draw a top hat but whatever just imagine he has a collection of various hats #that he can put his crown on #also I want to give him that cool hip-with-the-kids I-am-still-young-at-heart energy #sir robert norramby is balling in the background. #hope you enjoy..... won't be able to draw as much from now on but I'm excited #also whos ready for old man yaoi........... 2!!!!!!

[aprilthebiqueen]

It’s okay to make things easier for yourself! Use the accommodations, eat easy food when your spoons are low, clean in unconventional ways! Take shortcuts when you need to. You don’t need to constantly push yourself to your limits. It is okay to make things easier on yourself. In fact, please make things easier for you when you can. You deserve that.

#I felt guilty that I drove to check my mail earlier #it’s about five minutes there and back walking #and not much shorter driving because of the turning around in my truck and stuff #but I was in so much pain #and feeling so sick #so yeah

[solar-sunnyside-up]

Autumn and winter is a RUBBISH time for my love of solarpunk to be rekindled, because so much of what I can act on is guerrilla gardening. Alas, here I am, getting back to my solarpunk roots.

Do you have any suggestions for solarpunk activities we can work on in the cold months?

God I feel for this!!! Winter always feels like such a festering time to be in love with solarpunk. Not to mention how starved we are for winter content for solarpunk and lunarpunk in general. But yeah!! Here's some ideas to do in winter!!!

Out and about:

There are a lot more social clubs in your city then you'd expect! I know 2 different community associations in my city that have social clubs that go in adult field trips (like to farms and cafes ans boardgame places!!)! And have crafting clubs! And the best part is if their in your community, it's within a decent walk of you but it's almost always walkable!

Using a library!! For anything! Everything! In my provenance we got a saying "Use it or they

Graffiti- leaving kind messages or fun stickers all over the place isn't really a weather restricted activity for the most part. I know someone who made a Playlist filled with union songs and rebellion songs and put a code for it and links to how to unionize on stickers and did that.

Adopt a stop- more cities have these then you might think! But adopt a stop programs basically let you take care of a certain bus stop and this lets you add things (like good benches, shoveling and removing ice, asking the city to add heaters, etc..) you become the advocate for that bus stop. If your city doesn't have a program like it yet you can ask your city or community to start one since it saves a bunch of money on maitance costs!

At home:

Archiving and pirating - highly recommend doing it in a physical sense if you can afford it. Bc then you can give them out as gifts!

Create!! - Sewing, sewing for friends, knitting gloves/scarfs for ppl who might need it, make art to inspire others via writing or drawing or other mediums! Gift economies require gifts after all so make some!

Learn! - learning a new skill, like canning or how to install solarpanels. Researching in general, but also keeping up to date with local politics and what you can do on the ground there. Building up knowledge is such as useful even if it doesn't feel like your doing anything.

Connect! - Shoveling neighbors walkways, or in general connecting with the ppl in your immediate surroundings! They can help you out in ways you couldn't imagine, someone didn't bake often so they gave me 15lbs of flour!! And their extra pair of snow boots, I hadn't had snow boots since I was 12 years old and it meant the world to me. The pizza I taught her daughter to make and a cheap meal for them meant the world for them. These small acts really are what tie each other together.

Plan! - plan for next year, what kind of equipment can you gather? What do you wanna accomplish next growing season? Seed swaps are also a fun thing I know ppl will do in winter as they start preserving food!

#community #sprout guide #solarpunk #activism #direct action #winter #i know reaping week just ended but i also got some stuff prepped for winter time #idk if a winter solstice event is happening yet ill.have to check but god we need more winter content #solarpunk winter #anon #besties #mail

[orange-catsidy]

if i was an idol stan and my fav moved away because of their pro wrestler husband i would hate that mfer for life

#wrestle opinions #can we get a wellness check on the umi lovelive standom #okada betting start screening his mail for real

[wackywibrart]

Me and my friends watched our friend @iamsj do the pacifist route of Undertale Yellow and this was all the doodles I did during the run

#undertale yellow #undertale #undertale fanart #uty clover #uty mail whale #uty cerboa #wackywibrdoodles #wackydoodles #she would slam clover's head against the wall at any given chance #she would also ring the mail whale bell for 5-10 minutes anytime the bell appeared #otherwise fucking AMAZING game PLEASE check it out

[badnewswhatsleft]

in my aimless bid to find out wtf was up with that random black holes and revelations-ass photo (1) i came across another photo (2) i've never seen before which looks like it was shot in the same place :o

#LIKE AM I TRIPPIN????? im sure i would have remembered that 2nd photo circulating in like. 2016 or whatever #fall out boy #andy hurley #patrick stump #joe trohman #pete wentz #mailing letters #media blitz #pamelalittky i have questions 4 u #anyway the 1st img kills me regardless. like. trick's cunty levels off the charts. andy in a checked shirt #the flash of red lining trick's jacket in the 2nd is sexy too. PETE'S LONGLINE SHIRT

[salamanderpickle]

🚨 PSA FOR MY COLORADO HOMIES 🚨

If you live in an apartment complex or have a mail locker of any kind

GET YOUR MAIL EVERY DAY.

Colorado mail lockers all use the same master key and that key has been stolen. Mail theft is on the rise. My apartment's mailboxes have been broken into 3 times and management never told us. I did not find out until I walked into the mailroom and found a bunch of lockers open and empty.

I recently applied for my passport. When you do that they mail you back your identifying documents. My fucking original birth certificate and my new credit card were both stolen out of my mailbox this weekend.

The only thing you can do to prevent theft from your mailroom is to get your mail every single day.

#Dont be like me and check it once a week #Our security camera is broken too #I'm so mad #PSA #mail theft #colorado #this is my karen origin story #im sending so many heated emails #managament has a fucking responsibility to warn residents of ongoing crimes like this

[slowestlap]

Charles and I had a tough relationship to start with in go-karting. The beautiful thing is Charles is also someone who will never give up. That’s why we initially clashed quite a bit. We were both fighting at the front and wanted to win. And at that time we weren’t really communicating because we were young, in our teens.

But over time our relationship has grown and we really respect each other. We sometimes see each other in Monaco, in a restaurant or wherever. Charles has always been fast over one lap. He can put everything together. He is not afraid, either. He is happy wrestling the car. It doesn’t matter if it snaps out a bit. He has confidence in his ability and that’s what makes a great F1 driver.

Max Verstappen on Charles Leclerc, ahead of the 2023 Bahrain GP [x]

#max verstappen #charles leclerc #did anyone post this yet? #it's nothing new but thought you might enjoy #this is the same article where he calls lando his grid bestie and also george now lives in monaco too? #(also daily mail is truly a horrendous site. how does anyone check this regularly?? their design is unreadable) #bahrain gp #mp #quotes #articles #1633

[bakathief]

Sleepy boy for your sleepy needs.

#Detective conan #dcmk #kaitou kid #kaito kid #kaito kuroba #kuroba kaito #magic kaito #mk1412 #Chibi #doodle #yesterday I came home late from my unpaid internship #Checked my mails of my first part time job and found out that there is no new work #Thought I could continue on my commissions #Only to wake up and find a mail from my second part time job #So I used my break to draw Kaito on break 👍 #Go me

[b1rds3ye]

hi!! this is my first time doing a request so idk if I'm doing this right haha but uh, I was wondering if you could do like. yknow the masked one you made for the 141 (I can't remember the name rn💔)? I thought of like, a sequel idea. like, what if during combat an enemy manages to take reader's mask, and so reader panics and like, rips the enemies throat out with their teeth (or if that's too violent, just goes basically rabid on them lmao) and how they would react?? if this is too violent or specific dw you don't have to!! anyways, I love your content it's totally awesome ur writing is amazing! have a good day!!

YES I LOVE THE BADASSERY AND THE UNHINGEDNESS!! If I'm your first request I'm so flattered anon pls do feel free to drop by again <333 Also just going to do general rabidness because ngl the throat thing sounds like an infection speedrun and we want our masked reader to stay nice and healthy <333

Word Count: 1.2 (it got a little long WHOOPS)

Warning: Canon typical violence, reader does get a lil sadistic and unhinged <333

Beyond Task Force 141 and Laswell, many - if not all - allied soldiers wondered about what lay under your mask. Obscuring even the eyes, your visage was more unreadable than Ghost's. Larger than life, a soldier among men.

There was a running joke that there was just nothing under your mask, perhaps an eldritch horror of sorts. You let the new recruits entertain the thought, it kept morale up as they conjured more myths of you. They said that no one has seen you without your mask. They were partially right.

It simply was that no one lived to tell the tale.

You were never one for close combat, but fighting terrorists was never smooth sailing. The chaos of battle had all of the 141 separated against the tight streets of Las Almas. How uncanny that you could not see your allies but hear their gunfire. Running out of ammo, you couldn't lament at your misfortune as a shoulder pummeling into your chest, sending you to the ground and the air out of your lungs. Head bashing against the floor you groaned as you furiously clawed up to whatever heavy weight was crushing your body. You were starting to make up the figure of a man hovering over you through the blurry haze of a concussion that filled your sight. The distant static of Price's voice through the radio, probably asking where the hell were you but you had more pressing issues at hand.

Through your struggle and flailing limbs you managed to wring the enemy's pistol off of them with a painful twist of their wrist. And they retaliated tenfold, a large sweaty hand reaching down and pressing your head back against the ground. Your adrenaline makes you writhe further, he was going to suffocate you, or worse, poison you with how fucking awful his hand smelt as the stink of burning gunpowder replaced any of your oxygen. But no, he committed a far worse crime.

A singular pull and the grating tear of fabric as your mask is pulled off of your face.

A heavy moment where your enemy looks down at you and his gaze is not like before. It's clear, it's deep. It is not looking at your facade but at you and you are no longer a soldier. You are merely a human, so fragile, so weak. One that is on the verge of death in a foreign land surrounded by bodies of fallen comrades and enemies alike. One whose mythos is all but lost at the victorious and leering smirk of an enemy as they take in your face.

That simply won't do.

Pulling your knee up to create space between you and the man, you pull out your tactical knife from your waist and drive it into his torso. His smile falls only to land at settle on yours below him, just like his blood that trickles as forbidden crimson down your hands and seeps into your uniform. It's disgustingly warm. He grows heavier as he loses all control over his body and you heave to throw his figure off to the side. You stab him once again for good measure. And then again. And again. Quick, short jabs down with a sharpened blade that cuts through uniform, flesh and bone alike. You did not count how many times you drove your blade down, numbers were too complex when your mind was running faster than any comprehensible speed. There was only one goal. To make sure no one knows what happened.

A harsh grip on the shoulder yanks you back up and you swipe with your armed limb to cut your new assailant's neck but they were onto you. Catching your arm, they pull it up as they hold onto your shoulder once again with a tightening grip that digs into your uniform. But they do nothing more, no matter how much you thrash and kick.

"Wake up, Sergeant," your opponent seethes and that voice makes you still, a buoy that floats across through your rage. Deep and grounding and your captain's.

You nearly stumble back but Price catches you before you crumple to the ground in exhaustion. The adrenaline was escaping your body leaving you with barely the energy to stay upright. Your head lolls back for a second before you bring it to the side to look at your direct superior, the remnants of a concussion making your vision blurry.

"You broken?" he asks.

"Negative, sir,” you respond immediately but he looks a little doubtful, a singular eyebrow raised as he inspects you. Not your body, but your face. The dilated pupils and the taut muscles told more than any wound.

"Can't say the same about your wee friend over there," Soap whistles as he tilts his head to behind you. “Christ, you did a number on him.”

You dare turn to look over your shoulder but Ghost already situated himself in front of the body. But between his feet you could already make out the indistinguishable mass of tattered fabric and discoloured flesh. Fresh blood filled the rivets between the cobblestones, the remnants of the body inching its way closer to you-

"Was it the mask?" Simon brings your attention back to him. You nod dumbly. He only dips his head in what you can only describe as understanding as he folds his arms, fortifying his stance in front of the mess you made. You weren’t going to see your handiwork, he was too kind to ever let you.

John drops his hands down to his sides as Gaz approaches you with your mask.

"Remind me to never get on your bad side," Kyle offers you a sympathetic smile.

"Learnt that the first day I saw 'em on duty," Johnny retorts and you instinctively smile as you take your mask from Kyle. The hardened plaster of your mask had cracked, the fabric that hugged your neck had become torn but it'll do for the remainder of the mission. Slipping the mask back on, Simon offers a nod of approval while Johnny tugged at the fabric for a few finishing touches.

Ultimately the mission was successful. The task force returns to base and although none of the boys mentioned the carnage you left, there are still whispers of it on base. You had hurried to debrief and get your mask fixed but it seemed some privates caught sight of you and that was enough to spark rumours. Your mask had gotten so fractured that a shard was left back in the streets of Las Almas and revealed one of your eyes to the rest of the world. Such a small organ but so vivid. The privates saw, and more was added to the myth that was you. There was now no question about what was under the mask. No lovecraftian horror or empty space, no monster beyond comprehension. No, what was under your mask was terrifyingly human.

Masked Reader Masterlist Call of Duty Masterlist

#cod x reader #call of duty x reader #cod x you #task force 141 x reader #captain price x reader #john price x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #john mactavish x reader #soap x reader #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #anon mail ❤️ #/*avery checks the mailbox*/ #/*avery actually writes*/ #/*cod x masked reader*/

[optogeneticist-nsfw]

so......... this post............................

thank you @thrumbo for coloring the lineart <3

#mumbo jumbo #goodtimeswithscar #suggestive #hermitnsfw #hermitshipping #mumscar #redscape #hermitcraft #my art #i havent done soft shading since literally [checks my deviantart] 2016 at the latest #but this needed to be done this way. it needed to. #good lord what am i looking at #after i drew this i had a dream that my insurance company sent me a Letter In The Mail telling me that #if i didn't stop drawing minecraft p*rn my enrollment would be cancelled

[podcastwizard]

"you are sensationalizing and catastrophizing" i repeat into a bathroom mirror, gripping the sink and sobbing. somehow i do not feel better.

#I FORGOT TO THANK MY GRANDPARENTS FOR THE CARD THEY SENT ME #AND I FORGOT TO CASH THE CHECK SO THEY THOUGHT IT GOT LOST IN THE MAIL #I AM A TERRIBLE GRANDCHILD #ALSO MY WORK MIGHT BE DOING WAGE THEFT IM NOT SURE #AND MY MOM AND MY STEPDAD ARE SICK #AND I STILL HAVEN'T HAD BREAKFAST

[diaryofaprettyprincess]

Wait- what if bimbo reader was actually more of the cold and uptight type. Hyperfem and naive but has walls pushing people away. But by some miracle starts dating yandere!Eddie who burrows himself into her heart until she cant live without him, hes the only one she can trust. Makes her his little baby that only needs Daddy. Always has to hold hands with Eddie or be in his lap to feel safe. Basically bimbofication but reader was always a bimbo at heart, just pretended she wasnt to protect herself

:,)) <333

CW: bimbofication, daddy!eddie, ddlg dynamics, yandere!eddie babies reader, pacifer usage, fluff, crying, dark!eddie, little!reader, littlespace, eddie picks reader up/carries her

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you're a top student, but eddie can see past that. you're tired, and you need someone to take care of you because you're so busy takin' care of everyone else. he knows what you need, and even if it takes a little time to get your defenses down, he will succeed.

but !! but !! but!! imagine eddie just plants himself in your subconcious (and heart) so when your feeling upset or sad you just think of him and wanting him to comfort you <//33

he gives you a big hug in the morning before school, taking a deep breath in as he smells your scent, his heart fluttering in his chest.

he starts to do small things to baby you before you begin dating. like for example, trying to force you into your 'little mindset' so you can be open to him caring for you.

at first you were stubborn, "no, eddie i can do it myself!" you would huff, but eddie could hear that little whine in your voice. he knew he was getting somewhere.

he'll call you nicknames like, "baby" on a normal basis, but when he starts calling you "sweetheart, princess, 'my little___"" you begin to feel yourself slip.

even when you begin dating, your walls are still up.

but as you begin to slip further and further, he'll drive you away from your friends saying things to you like, "i'm the only one you can trust, sweetheart,,you don't have to be someone everyone else wants you to be around me." and "they don't understand you like i do, princess. you're my little baby an' you need me to take care of you.."

he can sense your walls starting to crumble but one specific night, everything changes.

you call him, crying.

"a-an' then, she jus' yelled at me! 'm so tired, eds," you whimper, and eddie can feel his heart break, but he also knows that right now is the perfect time.

"poor thing," he murmurs, and you can feel your mind get that familiar fuzziness, except now it's intense. "y'wanna come over, baby? we can watch a movie an' i'll take real good care of you.."

you sniffle, "y-yeah, da--eds, i--- 'm gonna go now, mk?" you slur, and eddie could hear it. he could practically taste the word that is sitting so heavily on your tongue, just begging to fall out.

"m'okay, sweetheart, be careful--i'll see you in a few.."

"m'kay, an' when i get there can we cuddle n' stuff?" he can tell your shy about it, probably fidgeting with the phone chord.

"'f course, princess. we can do anything you want."

you nod, although he can't see it. "m'kay eds, m'gonna go now, okay?"

eddie laughs softly, "yeah, princess, i'll see you soon."

you both say your goodbyes and hang up.

once you get to eddie's he embraces you tightly as you hiccup over sobs into his chest.

he kisses the top of your head before pulling your face back gently with his hands.

you feel so..tiny.

"let's getcha all nice n' cozy m'kay, sweet girl?"

you nod, sniffling as he swipes your tears with the pad of his thumbs gingerly.

he changes you into his Hellfire Club shirt, kissing your forehead once your head pops out of the material.

you giggle when he steals small kisses from you, brushing stray hairs away from your seraphic face.

the night progresses and eventually, he can tell your holding back on calling him what you really wanna call him.

"da--uhm, e-eds can you hold me, please?" your voice is unintentionally higher and whinier than it usually is, so he can tell your really fighting being fully submerged in your 'littlespace' mindset.

he's cradling your head, his body leaning on his bent arm on his bed, his hand cradling your face as he looks at you softly, making your body feel like mush.

"'s okay to call me whatcha wanna call me, sweetheart, i know you want to.." his voice is alluring and kind and gentle and you so badly want to give in but that pesky wall is still there; even if it is about a few inches high at this point.

you whine, your bottom lip trembling as he kisses it to calm you, "can you relax for me, bunny, hm? do as daddy says, he knows what's best for your little head.."

that's what does it.

"d-daddy, wanna cuddle lots tonight.."

your cheeks are red as he praises you softly with, "that's my good girl, my little baby.."

and from that night on, you felt so deeply connected to eddie that you would follow him around everywhere like a little lost puppy (one morning he woke up having to pee, and you felt him remove his arms slowly so then that resulted in you waking up as well. so, you grabbed your teddy bear with heavy, sleepy eyes, holding eddie's hand as you both walked to the bathroom.).

you're always sitting on his lap, and he buys you cute little onesies and pacies and toys to aid your little side.

one night your hair is in cute little pigtails, a pink pacifier in between your pouted lips, your cute little baby blue onesie on (not the ones with the long sleeves and long pants, the ones with the sort of underwear cut that buttons under the crotch and with the short sleeves).

you're playing with your pink bunny eddie got you when he came home one saturday afternoon. eddie's sitting across from you, legs spread open as he fidgets with a little doll he gifted you (this man is constantly spoiling you). he's looking and admiring your child-like happiness, watching you play with your toy as you sit on your haunches.

you crawl into his space, on all fours as your face is right in front of his.

"hi, princess," he coos, and you wrap your arms around his neck, his big hands going to your waist as you hug him. "lub you." you muffle, nuzzling your head into his neck.

he kisses your shoulder, "i love you too, sweet girl."

you let go of him and turn around, lying your head back on his chest, his left arm extended behind him and holding him up, your pink rabbit forgotten as you fidget with his rings.

you twiddle with his hand, rubbing your fingers gently over the calluses on his palm making eddie want to fucking cry.

oh and don't get me started on the fact that when you both are out with like Steve, Nancy, Robin, or something how you literally cling onto him like a koala.

you whimper into his neck when you want his attention on you. you're always sitting on his lap and holding his hand and it's now hard for you to even go to a class where he isn't apart of the roster of students in that period.

when you both come home from school, he takes a bath or shower with you when you mumble out a, "need daddy."

he makes you feel safe, calm, and happy.

he tells you that you don't need to think with your little brain, because daddy'll think for you.

he knows what's best for you and he loves you deeply.

#eddie munson #daddy!eddie #daddy!eddie munson #daddy!eddie munson x little!reader #bimbo!reader #mail 💌 #eddie munsonxreader #dark!daddy!eddie munson #note: i didn't check for errors again

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Peoples and gentlefolks, FEAST YOUR EYES!!! I just got my package from @theskeletongames !! 💖✨

Look at all these bony little gremlins, I love them with all my heart!?! 😭

And if you love them as much as I do, consider adopting one of your own --or if you're anything like me, all of them--!

#today was really tense #but checking my mail at two in the morning and seeing a key for a package?? #i lit up like a gyftmas tree #thank you so much poetax!! #poetax #undertale sans #sans the skeleton #sans au #underfell sans #underswap sans #horrortale sans #outertale sans #dancetale sans #underfell papyrus #underswap papyrus #bitty sans #sans merch #sans au merch #cute skeletons