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yanderehsr · 5 months

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Hii! How r u? How was ur dai? About the oc thing...Could I prety please with cherry on top get a platonic platonic Furina, Ei, Nahidaand Venti with a reader that is like a elf? Idk, how to explain it, so I am gonna add a picture to how I wiev it:

Her name is Eclipsa and has white hair and pointy ears(ofc since she is an elf). And I dont mean like Santa's elfs, I mean the ones from greek and romanian mytology.

About the bakstory: Lets just say that she is the daughter of The Heavenly Principels(lets just call her THP bc I am lazy) (ik it sounds cringe but hear me out😭) and since THP was not all the lovey dovey tipe and probably VERY bad with children (maybe even hate them idk, I really cant see her motherly) she just decided to throe her to Tyvat into the care of the archons untill she was old enough (16 years old) to come to Celestia (bacically be mature since she doesnt want a cryng baby around). Eclipsa is growing, just like Klee slower (there is a theorh that says that Klee is 80 but is also 8 bc she is growing 10 times slower than normal) and everu 100 it adds 1 year rlto her age. Now, lets say that when she was 10(1000) she overheared somebody say that the archons dont actually like her (like parental figures ofc) and that they probably just cang get rid of her. She actually belivd them like a dumb child that she is and ran away (opened a portal to another world and dissapeared without anybody's knoladge). Now, lets just say for the sake of this au to make it more interesting (maybe more cringe but I am having fun ok?😭) that the disaster from Khaenri'ah happened bc the person occ heared it was a khaenriah'n and THP since finding this out was like "OH HELL NAHH" and this iz the reason they destroyd Khaenria'h. THP gave the archons untill Eclipsa was to turn 16 to find her. Well, now, at 15, she randomply (and awkwardly) came back. (Maybe she finally got into her head the ideea of checking Irmansole to see if the archons truly hated her and surprise surprise, ints not true). Now, imagine the characters meeting Occ in their nation. For Venti- at windrise, for Ei in the city (near the statue), for Nahida just at the spirit tree (maybe one of her little friends passed that message for her) and for Furina(back when she was still an archon) she was told from Neuvillette that he sensed Occ's presence(lets just say that higher ups are aware of Eclipsa's existance, including Furina. Perhaps she has read about Oc in one of the books she read to find a solution to Fontaine's profecy).

Also, I imagine ooc to look like this when she was little(I just love this fanart sm😭):

(One thing to note is that none of theres fanarts are mine, and idk who they are from to credit them. Also te line I made was bc there was some writting on that picture and I didnt want it to be out of the context:>)

About personalit I see her as somebody who is quite the drama queen and loves attention 24/7. She loves pulling pranks all the time and also like annoyng people, but in a joking way. Hoever I see her as somebody who has her moments of understanding and is quite the menance to societity(pretty mhch like how Klee is). About her powers, she is developing since young THP's powers but since she is not even 18, its definetly not as affective.

Anyways, I know it might be a weird request or cringe, and maybe I wrote too much, or gave too little information. Also, I am VERY sorry if you cant undrtstand this request, english is not my first language and I pretty much have dyslexia(not bad one tough, I am still working on correcting mynself :D) and I tried to make sure I made as little mistakes as posible but its hard to spot them when its a big paragraphe, uk? therfor you are always free to ignore thiz request, hopw you have a nice day and good luck writting so many requests. Also, congrats on 1k followrs!! :D

...Did I just read an entire fanfiction XD, I will gladly write this, and thanks for the congrats😆

Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Furina: She knows almost nothing about her, Neuvillette doesn't seem to remember anything about her and there are no books about it, hell the only reason she knows about Eclipsa is because Focalors thought of it as important that she knew about The Heavenly Principles daughter if she was going to act as an archon.

Furina's first meeting with Eclipsa is when Neuvillette is showing her around, it was instant love... not the romantic kind, the platonic kind, Eclipsa looked like a doll, so perfect to dress up, so perfect to have around, Furina feels lonely and Eclipsa makes her feel whole again, so she takes what she wants.

Furina dislikes The Heavenly Principles, she would be happy if she was hated by them, her performance is over either way, the profecy is fullfilled, is it really so wrong of her to be selfish... you will see Furina run around Fontaine with Eclipse causing havoc, as long as she is with her she doesn't feel lonely, and now she never will

"Y-you aren't leaving me right, right... ANSWER ME PLEASE... I'm sorry for yelling, I just don't wanna lose a friend so dear, you can understand, right?"

Raiden Ei: The day Eclipsa dissapeared was the day her sister died... not only did she lose her very own sister, she also lost someone she practically viewed as a daughter, she had never felt such horrible pain before, so she shut herself away as to not feel it again.

So many years spent in isolation, all Ei could think about was her sister and Eclipsa, she swore if she could just get them back, she would protect them both with her life, she just wants things to go back to normal, like it used to be.

So many years had passed that Ei nearly didn't recognize Eclipsa, she had so many questions for her, but she didn't say a single one... screw The heavenly Principles, she was going to protect her as best she could, Eclipsa don't even get a chance to talk before she was shut inside the plane of Euthymia.

"So long, you have been away for 500 long years... but that's okay, you're here now, I'll make sure you not come to harm like what happened to Makoto"

Nahida: She doesn't have much knowledge of Eclipsa, she isn't recorded in the Irminsul, all the knowledge Nahida has of her is what her predecessor left for her she didn't forget, she is confused why Eclipsa isn't around... did she dissapear or worse, did she die?

Nahida is confussed when she feels Eclipsa's precence by the Irminsul, it feels familiar but she can't figure out why, of course like the curious 500 year old child she is, she went to figure out what caused such familiarity... Nahida knew who it was the second she laid eyes on her, this is who she is supposed to protect like the Greater Lord she once did.

Nahida asks a lot of questions, why is she here? Why was she gone? Eclipsa is now her favorite subject to learn about, Nahida takes up some kind of little sister role to stay close with her, she needs to know everything, feed her ever-growing curiosity, maybe one day she will introduce Eclipsa to the Wanderer... but that can be later, Nahida wants to be selfish for a bit longer.

"Curious, you being here fills me with a feeling like... like a hole, you fall down it everyday and it just feels so annoying, then suddenly someone has covered it up and I don't feel annoyance anymore... You need to stay with me for a bit longer, I need to figure out why"

Venti: He isn't all that interested in following The Heavenly Principles orders, but he still did as to not occur her wrath... he did not expect to take care of a child, he wasn't the best, he got constantly drunk, never took anything serious, except for protecting Eclipsa from any danger.

It was no surprise that Venti felt such fear and despair when Eclipsa dissapeared, he had lost yet another loved one... why does he still care, it always happens anyways, no relation lasts forever, no matter how much he tries to drown the memory of her in even more alcohol, it doesn't work

That's when Venti notices her precence, after 500 long painful years, is she finally back? Is this his second chance. He meets Eclipsa at windrise, she look just as well as when she dissapeared... He doesn't care what The Heavenly Principles thinks or wants, he will keep Ecilpsa safe and away from her, He will keep that smile on her no matter what.

"It sure has been a while hasn't it, soooo how have you been, hope you missed me for I have missed you"

#yandere #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere male #yandere female #yandere furina #yandere furina x reader #yandere raiden ei #yandere raiden ei x reader #yandere nahida #yandere nahida x reader #yandere venti #yandere venti x reader #platonic yandere #oc #oc x canon #oc x character event

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dairy-farmer · 1 year

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How differently do you think the dicktim biosib AU would have gone if the reveal happened before Jack and Janet Drake were alive? Dick snapped by the end of the first part of the AU. He didn't trust any of the family and it was likely made worse by Tim regressing in mind.

Speaking of regressing, what if the reveal was brought on by some magical mishap. Robin aged down by some amateur magician's spell. And Nightwing was called on by Bruce who needed help watching over Gotham because the spell didn't age Tim down to the age 3 but 4 or 5, during the earliest years of Tim's ECT when the trauma of seeing your parents fall and being kidnapped was really, really fresh in Tim's mind so he's on a dissociative state. Bruce has no idea what to do. Clearly he needs to investigate what happened to Tim, both in the present and the past, but he can't leave Tim alone (he tried doing that earlier but then little Tim went into a panic attack).

Nightwing comes, albeit unsure how he'll react because he's still having a hard time with Tim sharing his brother's name and looking like him and now being the same age as him. Then he sees Timmy. In hindsight, Bruce thinks that maybe he shouldn't have called his eldest who had a hard time during his first few years, adopted. But then Tim responds!! He recognizes Dick? He called him Dickie?? Suddenly, Bruce has a feral oldest son and a dissociating almost son. Where is Alfred when Bruce needs him? In a sabbatical in England. I need him there to make sure the whole situation really blows up in astronomical proportions.

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!!!!!!!!!!OH MY GOD!!!!! THIS IS SUCH A TOP TIER CONCEPT!!! the idea that dick found out tim was HIS timmy while jack and janet were still alive would really put dick through so much trauma.

i honestly think that a lot of dick would regress to that same pained bloodthirsty hatred he had for zucco and attack anyone including bruce, clark, and his friends when they try to reason and talk to him. because as hard as he was trying to find timmy, part of him wasn't expecting to find him alive because why would someone kidnap a kid and then just keep them alive (unless they were doing truly despicable things to them)????

but then he does find timmy. he finds him ALIVE.

but terrified. scared. and sobbing in petrified fear when he's not stone cold silent and catatonic.

dick is devastated. if there was a better word to describe he'd be that. he's absolutely gutted and so relieved he could cry. he feels like he's on the verge of throwing up and crying so hard he just stops breathing. when dick finds out that tim had been hit with some magic he'd been concerned. a few magic users had been called in to help with clean up and through the grape vine dick had heard that robin had been hit with something particularly nasty, some kind of time spell.

when bruce had called him he hadn't been surprised to hear him mention tim but he was surprised to be asked for help. bruce's voice is noticeably strained and he tells dick about how alfred is out of town and he really had his hands full with gotham and normally he wouldn't ask but things have really taken a turn with tim and-

dick can hear a child start cryng and screaming on the other end of the line. he can hear what sound like little frantic fists starting to bang on a door and the muffled cries grow louder and bruce curses and presumably tries to get to tim. he can hear bruce's strained voice go from a low whisper to assurance and comfort as a little boy sobs in a way that has dick's chest going tight.

it's not that dick doesn't like tim. it's just that tim...he just...he brings back bad memories for dick and being in the cave and hearing bruce yell 'tim' or alfred say 'master tim' or even dick being forced to say the name tim and not mean his...

it hurts. dick hasn't been to see a therapist or a psychiatrist ever but he's fought enough of them and he's pretty sure being close to tim is not good for his health. he'll get over it. he'll overcome the mental barrier eventually but until he does he resolved to keep his distance.

but hearing a child cry and hearing bruce plead with tim that it was alright and he was here now and he was sorry for leaving while tim was asleep-

dick isn't heartless. and something...something about hearing some try and console a sobbing child named tim just twists something in dick's gut and he can't, in good conscience, tell the lie about being too busy that was on the tip of his tongue.

bruce sends him a batplan on autopilot to his location and dick arrives in just a few short hours. bruce tries to call a handful of times before giving up and just forwarding the case file of what he's accumulated so far.

dick reads it over, growing more disturbed the closer he gets. tim had been been hit with a spell by the magician in custody of the league. initially it had knocked him out but after getting medical attention and a consult from a magic user it was determined that tim had been affected by a time inversion spell. those spells are tricky because they can only be removed by the one who made it and as far as they could tell the magic user was an amaeteur and nowhere near the level to undo a spell of this complexity.

their recommendation was to get tim somewhere safe where he could be contained.

bruce had done that.

only to greatly regret it when tim woke up as a five year old and immediatly started panicking about being locked in a room, begging bruce to let him out.

bruce suspects tim to be the victim of some kind of domestic abuse. it hurts dick's heart to read that. bruce notes about how the sight of bruce in the cowl had frightened tim so terribly he'd urinated over himself.

somehow dick can detect the shame in bruce's writing as he reads that.

the picture painted is not a nice one. tim is anxious, skittish, he's frightened of loud noises, and of being left alone. he vomits when upset and he has a stutter in his voice. bruce has noted that tim gets out of breath quickly and is easily fatigued by too much physical or emotional activity.

the part that disturbs bruce the most is the borderline catatonia where tim will withdraw and enter a sort of headspace where he's almost... mind-controlled. he obeys bruce's every word but doesn't respond back even when prompted. he'll eat and drink if encouraged which he won't do normally because tim suffers from nausea which won't allow him to keep down food for long.

bruce has run blood panels, scans, and even pulled tim's decade old medical files. only for nothing to be physically wrong with him. tim's medical file is suspiciously thin and bruce notes how he just gets a weird feeling as he reads it over. he needs to look into it. there's something in his gut telling him something isn't right.

tim is terribly traumatized and bruce gets the feeling that it's not from him seeing dick's parents die at the circus. tim had told him about how he'd nightmares of that night for years but never in a way that told bruce that it would result in this kind of state.

tim's hair is so thin and bruce has included photos where it can seen that there are small patches where the hair is so thin it's nearly a bald spot and it's with dawning horror that bruce realizes it's most likely because of telogen effluvium. hair loss brought about by extreme stress.

tim's blood test results also show similarly concerning results. tim at five years old has the cortisol and catecholoamine levels of someone six times his age.

it's bad.

dick feels concern for tim deepen when he lands. he has no idea what he's walking into.

the cave is empty and dick remembers how the file said tim hadn't liked how dark the cave was so bruce had moved the operation to the manor. dick heads up. he changes out of his uniform first because the last thing he wants is to upset a toddler even more.

dick passes through the cuckoo clock entrance into bruce's office and can hear some soft crying distantly. so dick follows it.

he's not sure what it is in his mind that 'clicks' when he walks into the sight of bruce in a wife beater and pajama shorts carrying and rocking a little baby that can't possibly be five because he looks no older than two. bruce looks haggard and tired because he'd made it three days before calling dick for help in gotham. there are dark circles under his eyes and he looks like he hasn't shaved as he softly whispers to a whimpering child curled up in his arms. tim is in little yellow duckie pajamas. there's still a tag on the collar of the shirt hanging out of the back of it. at the sound of dick's footsteps tim lifts his head and bruce looks so relieved as they both turn to look at him.

tim lifts his little head and turns a chubby red-cheeked and tear stained face to him.

something in dick stops cold. it's like the entire world slows down and part of him distantly wonders if this is what wally feels all the time.

tim's sweet baby eyes settle on him and his expression crumbles as small arms stretch out for him and a fresh wave of tears as tim brokenly reaches for him, little voice hoarse as he yells "daddy!"

something snaps in dick. it's almost audible in his ears. it sounds like a bone buckling under pressure and just...snapping.

that face. that voice. that call of daddy that was always so joyous and followed by shrieking laughter as dick and timmy's dad would lift tim up and toss him in the air before catching him. only now that voice had none of the happiness. just pure desperation and fear and it's like dick gains tunnel vision. all he sees is his precious baby timmy who was taken from him being held back in the arms of a man who tugs tim back as tim tries to escape him.

his timmy screams and a decades worth of rage and pain races to the front of dick's mind and turns him into an animal.

dick's first instinct is to get his innocent baby brother away from the thing holding him. but he takes two steps and tim is pulled further away with that THING blocking his view and that's when dick just decides to kill it.

it'd be easy. like snapping the neck of a dog snapping at him. at some point in the scuffle dick has his teeth in the thing's arm and tim suddenly gets thrown onto a nearby couch. tim shrieks as he's in the air and starts sobbing when he lands.

and as much as dick wants to get rid of this THING as much as he wants to make it pay for scaring his timmy- dick is not about to lose his timmy again.

so dick runs. he snatches his timmy and runs, weaving and dodging and ignoring the yelling behind him. all he cares about is the little, warm body curled up against him and shaking.

dick finds an old crawlspace, a corner that sparks something in his memory about aged hands pushing food and juiceboxes in and a light shining in as his new guardian begged dick to come out.

it's a tight squeeze with timmy but dick recalls the big space at the end with a little window thining down on the lawn below. dick knows they will be safe there and that THING behind him is too big to fit through it.

timmy is softly sobbing against him, nuzzling close and hiccuping and he's cradled close and dick is only barely biting back his tears as he hastily examines tim. his little hands, his face, his little legs, and baby tummy. dick bites back a sob at tim's bald spot and pushes down the vicious snarl that wants to rip out of him. his timmy is too thin. his cheeks aren't as rosy and there are dark circles under his eyes, his timmy isn't as round and sweet and chubby and dick wants to cry at the thought of his timmy starving to death. it'd been one of the nightmares that haunted dick the worst. of timmy falling into the sewer or some big hole and crying but no one coming to save him and slowly wasting away. nightmares of timmy clutching his baby timmy and sobbing at ever rumble, crying out 'dickie! dickie i'm so hungry!'

dick trembles as he cradles the back of tim's tender head, stroking his baby fine hair and rocking the two of them, murmuring how it was okay dickie was here, dickie was here now just like he'd promised tim he would be.

and his baby timmy makes a soft sound at that.

"dickie?" he asks in that heartachingly sweet voice that haunted dick's every living moment for years. "dickie? dat you?"

dickie can't hold it back and lets a sob burst forth from his chest, sniffling as he nods, pulling timmy's sweet baby body back far enough so he can see him. timmy's eyes are dulled and there's something....broken in them. it's like he's looking right through dick.

"dickie." tim says in soft voice so low dick has to strain to hear it. "you look just like daddy."

tim breathes it so reverently but as soon as the words leave his mouth it's like a puppet with it's stings cut. tim goes limp, blank eyes somehow clouding over like a dead fish's.

to say dick panics would be an understatement. his timmy is hurt somehow even though dick has carefully checked his body, feeling every single one of his little ribs and with each one swearing he will make the one that did this pay. there is nothing dick can do but hold his baby timmy tighter to him. hot, vengeful tears burn trails down dick's cheeks and he holds back so much of his anger in favor of being able to gently touch his timmy. his timmy is in his arms now, his timmy is safe with him now and dick will make sure nothing ever happens to him again. dick will never let anyone take his timmy from him ever again.

bruce of course freaks out because dick has clearly gone completely crazy and taken tim with him. they've retreated to a little crawlspace dick used to go into when he first moved to the manor, he'd spend hours inside before coming out for the bathroom or food. those first few months with dick had been terrible. bruce had never had to care for a traumatized child but after they caught zucco dick had waited for days beside the phone, waiting for any news about tim. until it became clear none was coming and that's when....IT started. the fits of violence, the screaming, the crying, the hiding away.

it's like dick became a completely different person. he ended up accidentally cutting alfred with a shard of glass once and bruce had needed to hold him down. bruce had tried asking child psychologists, doctos who specialized in child development. they'd all wanted to get dick committed or put on medications and so bruce had stopped asking them. bruce knew grief, he knew it well. he knew there was a howling beast in dick's chest that was sobbing for that innocent baby that had been stolen away. so bruce hadn't held it against him. and eventually...dick started getting better. he didn't remember those first few months, all those instances of violence and self harm when he'd bang his head against the wall before bruce could stop him were evaporated from his memory and bruce didn't know if that was a blessing or a curse.

that flash....that glimpse of...something else that had crossed dick's expression just before he attacked was something that bruce only saw in his nightmares.

bruce doesn't know why dick took tim. what inspired such a violently animalist streak in him that bruce had only ever seen one other time in dick when he-

....

bruce is a detective. he gets all the facts and he gets the truth no matter how much it hurts. bruce's mind is not flawless and it's not perfect and sometimes it takes him awhile to put things together.

but everything starts fitting together so rapidly.

that day, that first day tim had come into their lives. when he told them that he'd been present on the day of the flying grayson's murder, that he'd been in the crowd with his parents....

this doesn't mean that the drakes, a family of significant wealth in gotham...kidnapped a child in broad view of strangers. the risk associated with such a move, the uncertainty of success....

what if tim had screamed? what if someone had seen?

it doesn't make sense. a family like the drakes don't lack resources. if they'd wanted a child they had so many options. their money gave them so many options it doesn't make sense for them to ...to see a child and then decide to take them.

but don't some of the most mentally disturbed criminals never act in ways that make sense.

and all bruce can do is think.

think about how they could've adopted, used ivf, had a surrogate. if they weren't willing to wait they could've purchased a child as well.

bruce had no proof the drakes were the kidnappers. it's entirely possible a trafficker had seen tim and taken him because the opportunity was there.

but that's not how traffickers function, not good ones at least, not ones that wanted to keep their operation up and running and away from the attention of the police. it pissed bruce off to no end to see on the internet how grossly people would spread lies and fear monger about trafficking. traffickers didn't stalk random people and then put zipties on their windshields or mark their front doors with paint so they can be identified later. kidnapping a person draws unwanted attention. most people don't even realize when they're seeing real trafficking. they think it's only poor neighborhoods but it could be anywhere and it could happen to anyone. but one thing that's certain is that it's almost always someone the victim knows. a friend, a boyfriend, an uncle, a father. somone you trust, somone you're not suspicious of, someone you might even depend on.

traffickers don't just see children walking around by themselves and decide to take them.

so it was the drakes. the drakes stole a child.

tim's thin medical file, his strange birth certificate from florida a state notoriously difficult to extract copies of documentation from, a state that hasn't yet digitized it's state clerical office and records so bruce can't just pull up the documents.

bruce knows that dick is unstable at mentions of his little brother. he's seen the aftermath of the breakdowns of how he'll become recluse at particularly brutal cases involving children. he knows that dick on some level hates him for security measures he instilled to protect him like getting his blood enchanted so enemy magic users won't be able to track him down if they ever get dick to bleed or get a lock of his hair. they were measures that protected dick but ultimately assassinated his changes of finding tim through their biological connection.

bruce knows dick's regrets, he's tried so hard to make dick not feel the pain of losing his last family member. bruce worked tirelessly those first few months because a little boy couldn't just disappear. but he had.

sometimes bruce wondered if the never-ending pain of wondering what happened to your loved one was worse than having them die. at least if they died you'd have the closure of knowing what happened to them. the uncertainty of his brother's fate tormented dick every day of his life.

and now they'd reached the climax of that lifetime of pain.

bruce hissed as carefully irrigated the wound where dick had bitten a chunk out of his forearm. he was going to need serious antibiotics for this. dick was somewhere in the manor and bruce was near certain he wouldn't hurt tim but at the same time...there was no telling what he'd do in his current state and tim was already so fragile as it was.

bruce needed to find out what had been done to tim while with the drakes. it'd been slow but bruce had managed to pry tim's birthday out of him.

timothy grayson disappeared when he was 3 years old meaning that at 5, his abduction was still fresh and who knows what had been done to tim in that time.

as a thirteen year old tim was better adjusted. he was smart and social and he didn't appear to have any clear indications of past trauma. but clearly bruce had missed something.

he'd missed something big.

he'd already dropped the ball but he couldn't again. he needed to make sure he did everything right this time. no more mistakes.

when it comes to the drakes being alive i do think that dick is fighting within himself to go after them. he knows where they are, they send tim, his baby brother, the baby they STOLE post cards of their approximate location. dick had been nice to zucco when taking him in but he was not going to be nice to the drakes- not after he sees how they've tortured his baby timmy for years.

but he also doesn't want to leave tim to go after them. and bruce knows that and for dick's sake and not the drakes, bruce is hurrying to put the case together to have them arrested and put away before dick can find away to care for tim and hunt them. dick isn't going to take tim with him to take down the drakes, not when he knows how panicked and distressed his baby brother becomes at the thought of them. but spending more time with tim only makes his hatred grow. when tim is lucid he cries about how he thought dick was dead- how THEY had told him they'd all died and tim was alone now.

tim had tried running back to the circus but he was always too slow and they caught him. they showed him posters and newspaper articles about haly's circus in other cities and told tim that they left him behind that they didn't want him anymore.

each word and confession just fuels the rage and hatred in dick's heart.

dick has spent his entire life fearing the worst and now the worst has faces and names. and although tim never says it, dick thinks the worst of them. they're murders, pedophiles, kidnappers- every horrible fate, every moment dick lay awake thinking of his timmy, he's going to pay the drakes back for every single second.

bruce gets to the drakes before dick can. but dick's hatred for them never goes away. even the barest mention of their names has him near snarling so people know not to bring it up.

tim is still a baby and bruce can't even imagine what tim will feel getting turned back to normal and learning what has transpired. dick is so possessive of tim, he won't even let clark get near tim.

but bruce can't blame him. if someone had brought jason back to him all those months ago he would've held him and never let go.

but even though these two brothers have been reunited a decade after they were tragically torn apart, it all still carries the heavy air of devastation.

tim will be back to normal eventually and when he is how will both of them cope to the changes in their lives?

bruce wishes he had an answer. but he didn't. he really didn't.

#anonymous #asks #answered asks

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lostsoulau-ask · 2 years

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Since some do loafin’ character I PRESENT YOU THE BIG LOAF Buddy!Mag can’t usualy just loaf and sleep everywhere not only since hes big himself, also his, and by extention also Crownys, horns takes most of his body he did a big “nest” of a lot of blankets in the castle to rest. When they were both alone (a few month/years before Shards arrival), one would lisen dor signs of danger while the other sleep (usualy Crowny does that since she can feeds of Buddy!Mag energie and she can wake him up with an headache, much to his annoyance) When Shard arrived here and took care of him for some months, they couldn’t do much but sleep the first 2 or 3 weeks. At first Buddy just had questions on why Shard was leting him live let alone taking care of him (hes still guilty of everything he still remember). And after regaining some strength he managed to write his conserns on that and Shard just smiled and huged him. Buddy froze then he broke down cryng, its been so long that someone genuinly cared for him, despite everything he did, did he get a second chance? even that he will be there for the one that gave him this chance. And even after the past resurfaces, he’ll still be there for his Knight-friend.

#Magolor Soul #LostSoulAU #ShardKnight #BuddyMags

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fa11en-snow · 9 months

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two nights ago I had a dream of coming out. but when I woke up I was confused.

my father was kinda being a dick - which he normally is so no surprise there - but this time he was saying shit about the LGBTQ+ community, I can't remember what he was saying but it was all terrible and I had just had it with him so I yelled about how these people aren't bad and that I, myself, was part of these people, that I was aromantic asexual, stumbling over my words and trying to get him to understand what aromantic and asexual meant, but then I woke up.

but I, myself, didn't actually wake up, it turns out that what I just wrote was a dream in a dream. so now, I was on the couch and while looking around I see two types of strung decorations that were quite obviously pride themed. but why would my father have those up if he didn't know? did my dream self sleep talk and that's how he found out? I don't know, but I came out to him again, not yelling and stuttering less, and he was supportive, he was supporting me now.

my father has always been someone who I've got annoyed at a lot and from my point of view, we don't have a good relationship, even though to him, he thinks we're like buddies. so yes, I like my mom more, yet in this dream, when my mom came around I tried to muster up all the courage I could so I could come out to her - someone who I value so much, someone who I'm terrified of not being accepted by - and I couldn't do it. eventually I would've, in maybe like five minutes, maybe less, I would've been able to go over there and tell her but I woke up.

I woke up in my grandma's house, with my father on the couch and me on the recliner, I was back to the real world and I was cryng? just a little. no sobs or anything. just light tears that no one can hear.

i started thinking, "why am I crying?" but then I realized, it's because it wasn't real. I didn't actually come out to him, to any of my parents, they're all blissfully ignorant, still thinking I'll date someone, and marry a man, and have children.

I don't know when I will them. or even if I ever will in the end. But for now, all I did was think, and once my father woke up I wiped the tears and went on with my day.

#aromantic #aromanticism #aroace #aromantic asexual #asexuel #asexuality #dreams

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iwillruletheuniverse · 1 year

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I felt drawn to look at the almanack in the kitchen before leaving for errands today. Name day of yesterday are Allan and Glenn and it hit me so hard because I didn’t even thought about it. Rain almost the entire day today and I can’t even remember when I latest saw rain. It is so dry in nature so it was very welcome, but it made me convinced that it was Thomas cryng because I forgot. I often called him Kent-Allan. On the 23rd of April 2019 was the first day I was home alone without him. Flashbacks from that day hits me hard. I always shred carrots for him every morning. He waitied so patiently for me to give him back his bowl. I’ve had a very hard time to see graters since he was taken. My robe had spots of critical care and his fur was flying around the entire house because he was shredding before he was taken. I still find his fur throughout the house. On this day in 2019 came the bill from Lund. To read through everything he went through, to realize it wasn’t enough - it breaks my heart every single day.

#over the bridge to the other side

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rrxnjun · 1 year

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tbh i love when people tell me their fav artists/music cuz i feel like i just learn a lot about them or like get to know what they are like. and also i just love it when people say/throw in something that i wouldn't expect them to say it's just so fun!!! AND YES TOTALLY AGREE WITH IR TAKE UR MUSIC SHOULD MAKE U HAPPY!!! ahh i love jack manifold he is actually one of the coolest and funniest people out there his streams are just🤌 (okay cool might be a reach but.. /j)

idk my friend says she just skips a lot of parts from episodes with the ones she doesn't like but even if i like or obsess over a show i just can't get my self to finish it (me with the owl house rn;-;) so that method (?) just doesn't help me out😭😭 yeahhh i looked up what it was actually about after i sent the ask cuz i was curious and i didn't really remember hearing about the movie and then i kinda regretted the way i phrased my question🥲but i'm glad it wasn't that bad of a movie!! IM SO HAPPY U KNOW THEM!!! TRUE R5 STAN ISTG😌😌 red velvet is just such a great song i was so obsessed with ittttt but their music just slaps in general

ooo dammnnn slovak drama:oo but i might look up a translation for the song then cuz now im curious:o (and also thank u still for telling me about this song i vibed so hard to it while writing my essays) i feel like slovak arists like them have to be outthere somewhere they might just not be that well know or something but if there actually isn't at all i hope there will be soon!!!!!

YEAH IM SO SAD ABOUT IT☹️but i think it might be better cuz i just have too much school work rn to just go on a trip☹️☹️☹️ PRETTY BUILDINGS ARE THE BEST THERE IS SO MANY OF THEM IN BUDAPEST AND I TAKE A PIC RVERYTIME I SEE A PRETTY ONE ITS THE BEST EVER ITS NOT A WEIRD OBSESSION!!!! and i really hope i will be able to visit the city another time☹️☹️☹️

it won't really be easier until like the end of june so i just hope i survive;-; but thank u though 💞💓💕 and i hope u have a nice and lovely day as well!!!🥳💖💘

(also i saw that tell me who u ship me with post and i just want to say like many other people did that u and haechan would just be very powerful🫢🫢hoping for ur baekhyun concert date with him🫡) (liebestraum anon💕💓)

EXACTLY!!! music taste says so much about a person. and wild unexpected music tastes are so fun like i have a friend that listened to exclusively heavy metal but then played lucifer by shinee on aux and i was like um....what in the- also jack manifold is so dear to me i dont watch his streams but his existence in other ppls videos is always so comedic i love him

WHY WOULD U SKIP PARTS IN EPISODES WHATS EVEN THE POINT OF WATCHING THEN??? thats the same as forcing yourself to watching something 😭😭 if i hate something i just stop bc life is too short yknow what i mean. AND ITS OK u dont have to know abt it djdjdj but i get your concern 😶

AAA if u really want the translation i can translate for u 🥳 i think i looked up the translation for a friend before and wasnt pleased w it bc it didnt really fit the energy so im just gonna do it myself to give the lyrics justice AHAHA if youre interested ofc! glad it helped w essays 😌😌 i physically cant listen to music when writing essays bc then i cant focus so i applaud you HAHA and you are right there must be artists like that here but idk them:((( im gonna try looking for some to appreciate my home country more

I WANNA GO TO BUDAPEST I WAS TALKING ABT THIS W MY FRIEND THE OTHER DAY WHEN WE WERE MAKING PLANS FOR THE SUMMER‼‼ i said i wanna take a train there and just look around and shit she didnt seem convinced but im gonna do it anyway so feel free to be my tour guide we should meet up actually

awh i hope june comes fast for u!! i am chilling rn ((even tho i have 6 essays to write until the end of april) but then i have exams may-jun so i get the stress😩😩 im rooting for u mwah!!

IM SCREAMING. CRYNG. EVERYONE SHOULD STOP TELLING ME THEY SHIP ME W HYUCK BECAUSE I SIMPLY CANNOY DEAL. me @ hyuck: baekhyun concert date when?? or we can just make out in your room and listen to the bambi album instead i dont mind either-

#💌ask #liebestraum anon

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imfckntired · 2 years

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I have a crush on someone 4 weeks ago and after that he started to hate me... WE WEREN'T EVEN FRIENDS AND I DONT KNOW WHY IS HE HATING ME

He was the only person who i couldnt get mad when he make jokes about my name im cryng😭 and now i will go to another school so we will never meet again lol

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i-dont-know-nor-care-go-away · 2 years

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me: *is out of school and trying to recover from depression and ed n shit*

my (lo key bad n toxic) friends:

(friend *threatens suicide and tells me to kms too* )

🤝🤝🤝triggering me and relying on me for support I can't really give🤝🤝🤝🤝

(other friend *asks for help starving themself*)

yes I know that I should be supportive but I'm so fucking tired and more mentally ill than them. I understand it's not a competition but I'm venting shut up. like, bro no. 1 is threating suicide and then when I say "hey what about my mental health is that a reason to live?" basically says I should kms. he knows I'm also mentally ill, he meant it. ik it's because he thinks death is good for him and it would be good for me or whatever but shit still hurt. then my other friend makes it worse and then I have to tell her shut up then I have to tell her to not get an eating disorder and she's like ur a role model. BITCH IM IN THE SAME GRADE??? HOW DO YOU LOOK AT MY ED?? THEN SAY ITS A GOOD THNG?? TO MY FACE???? LIKE I HAVE ONE, YOU KNOW IT, YOU ASK ME FOR ADVICE TO STAVR URSELF AND THEN ACT LIKE ITS A GOOD THING???? AND THEN BLAME IT ON THE FACT ANOTHER DUDE IS TRYING TO KILL HIMSELF??? I UNDERSTAND UR FRUCKED UP BUT IM DEALING WITH THAT THIS COULDNT HAVE WAITED 1 FUCKNG DAY??? I KNOW YOU NEED COMFORT BUT PLEASE IM SO FUCKING TIRED I LIVE IN A ABUSIVE HOME (YOU DONT! STOP ACTING LIKE SHITTY PARENTS ARE AS BAD AS ABUSIVE ITS NOT THE SAME THNG) AND AM TRYNG TO KEEP SOMEONE ELSE ALIVE JUST WAIT A DAY PLEASE. IM SO TIRED OF HURTING SO BAD AND HAVING TO COMFORT PEOPLE THAT ARE BETTER AND DONT ACCEPT HELP AND JUST MAKE ME COMFORT THEM. I UNDERSTND THEY HAVE NO ONE ELSE BUT LET ME BE MAD 4 A MOMENT IDGAF ABOUT POLITICAL CORRECTNESS RN. I KNOW YOU WANT TO BE COMFORTED EVEN IF IT DOESNT HELP BUT IM DEALING WITH MY ABUSIVE MOM AND DADS SHIT, MY OWN VERY BAD SHIT, AND OTHER PEOPLES SHIT AND YOU GUYS CANT HAVE SOME FUCKNG DECENT TO ME?? I CANT HELP YOU IF YOU EXPECT ME TO DO ALL THE WORK IM TOO FUCKING TIRED FOR THAT EVEN IF IM WILLNG. THIS IS WHY I DONT WANT FRIENDS. I DONT RELY ON PEOPLE SO WHY DO THEY RELY ON ME?? GOD ITS SUMMER I JUST WANT TO RELAX BUT MY MOM SUCKS AND IM DYING ON THE INSIDE AND I HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF 2 OTHER MENTALLY ILL BITVHES??? AND I CALLED THE SUICIALD BITCH'S SISTER AND TRIED TO DM HER AND SHE DOESNT PICK UP OR GIVE A SHIT!! GIRL UR BROTHER IS SUICIDAL PICK UP THE GODDAMED CALL. HE HAS A FUCKNG ROPE AND PLAN. GOD UR SO STUID. EVERYONE COMES TO ME AND VENTS BC IM "WORSE THAN THEM" AND UNDERSTAND. LIKEN IF IM WORSE THEN YOU WHY DO YOU COME TO ME??? IT FUCKING SUCK IM NOT A GODDAMED THERPIST. I CANT DEAL WITH CRYNG AT THIS POINT. I CANT CRY OR BE AROUND CRYING PEOPLE BECAUSE ITS TRIGGERUNG AND I HAVE TRUAMA ABOUT IT. IM TOO TIRED TO BE NICE OR KIND AT THIS POINT, ITS JUST TOO FUCKNG MUCH. I JUST WANT TO BE ALONE I HATE THIS. HEGAGWHAGDGSGAGAGAGAGS WHY CANT PEOPLE NOT RELY ON MY FOR EVERY LITTLE PROBLEM THEY HAVE?? YES I KNOW WHAT UR GOING THRU BC IT WAS WORSE FOR ME. ITS TRIGGERINF AND I CANT HELP U BC IM TRYING TO HELP MYSELF

#vent #tw ed mention #tw sui implied #tw attempted suicide #tw sui attempt #tw suicide

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shatteredhourglass · 3 years

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my whole fatws watch experience is just

*sees sam*: oh baby. i love you. i cherish you. you are the perfect beam of sunlight to my inner cat

*sees bucky*: [redacted]

#tfatws #bucky barnes #sam wilson #i see sam wilson and i want to love him #i see bucky barnes and i want to ruin his life (horny)#even when he's cryng #it just. that's the sebstan magic #he cries and i'm into it #my brain is filled with sub bucky brainrot #and gentle indulgent dom sam #i don't know what i like more #rambles incoherently

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clown-time-babey · 4 years

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My english teacher be like: Okay class today we are going to be reading this awful book and also fuck you if you’re easily triggered by sexual themes or abuse because it’s here and I’m not gonna warn you ahead of time :3 Fuck you and fuck your mental health have fun with that panic attack. Also write an entire essay on it and today is the last day to do it so if you don’t turn it in then fuck you.

And Im over here like: Disassociating and recalling what I read, and then disassociating again whilst getting flashbacks, and then violently crying and hyperventilating and finally feeling nothing whilst scrolling through tumblr :)

#I sent her an email about that like bro wtf #warn your students like yeah I know it's college but it's common fucking courtesy to give people a content warning #if my linguistics teach could give us warnings then you can #also my boyfriend was on call with me on da ps4 when I started disassociating but had to leave #and the moment he did OH bOY did I start cryng #I literally didn't realize I was repressing my feelings in front of someone until he left #hfskdfjhsk when my mom started talking to me through my door I immediately stopped crying until she went away and was able to talk to her #in an even tone of voice #shut up eren #also if you're reading this please ignore it I just need to vent #part of me just wants to hang up on our insta call cause we're still calling thru there and just shut everything down and lock myself in my #room and die or smth #okay maybe not die but like just #be alone for a bit

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pearlegade-archived · 4 years

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like how am i supposed to feel ?????????? bro

#long post /#YES I'M CRYNG AGAIN #i am a BIG BABY and i can't deal with this #like ....................... she looks at rose like nothing else exists in the universe but her #and it might as well feel like that to pearl !!!!!!!!#even if it's a hologram . bro #and when rose offers her her hand ?????? likE UGH #it's like she can't believe it #and i KNOW it's because it's like seeing rose again #after her death .#from flashbacks we can tell rose is pretty physical when it comes to it #she grabs pearl and hugs her and pulls her around . she's used to it #so it's not like pearl is surprised by rose holding her hand or whatever !!! nope !#it's her doing it again after being gone for so long . even tho it's Nothing #compared to how long gems live . it's Too Long #and yes it's fake but still .#and BRO let's not even talk about the ' i think you're pretty great ' !!!!!!!!#after she yelled at everyone and almost let steven die .......... she knows rose would #be disappointed . BUT steven telling her she's great even after that ???#even after he almost fell to his death and after she dumps all that shit on him #like he's not a 12 / 13 year old little boy who has to deal with his mom's garbage #he says EXACTLY what she needs to hear . he forgives her so easily #and it reminds her so much of rose while at the same time .......... not at all #HADSSAD don't talk to me i'm sensitive

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fly-flower-fanfics · 3 years

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Cherry Blossoms

Shouta Aizawa x Male Reader

Warnings: Safe word usage, sexual activities, dirty talking, choking, degradation, sexual trauma, implied rape

(Italicized paragraphs are a flashback)

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My hands were tied together above my head with Aizawa’s capture scarf. The material was also wrapped around my chest and torso, ending in his hands. He smirked as he looked down at me.

“You look so pretty underneath me like that.” A blush flushed my cheeks at his words. “You like that, don’t you?” His hands pulled on the scarf, tugging my hands a little with it. “Don’t you.”

“Y-yes,” I breathed out.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir.”

Aizawa smiled again, loosening his grip just slightly on the scarf, allowing my bound hands to rest against the pillow again. He straddled my hips, grinding against me in the slightest bit. I could feel his arousal against my own, edging me closer and almost making me beg for what I wanted. What I needed the most.

Gently, a hand wrapped around my neck, and Aizawa bent down, his body weight pressing against my chest. His lips were close to my ear, and I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck.

“Gonna fuck you,” he mumbled. “I’m gonna fuck you so good. Make you beg for me, desire me, make it until all you can think of is me, and me inside of you. I’m going to make you scream my name, you little slut.” Aizawa’s hand progressively got tighter around my neck. “I’ll fuck you senseless, my little whore, until all you can’t speak at all. And you’ll take it, just like the good little boy I know that you are.” He kissed my neck softly, nipping at it. “Maybe I’ll use my Quirk and render you completely powerless.”

It was almost impossible for me to breathe and the words that he was saying brought back memories. Memories that I didn’t really want.

I was almost thrown down on the bed, and he hovered over top of me. He sneered at me, yanking me closer to him. Nothing about what he was doing was gentle at all, nothing like how I had previously begged for after he hadn’t taken my no for an answer.

“You should know never to tell me no, bitch,” he growled. “I don’t like hearing those words come from your dirty, little mouth.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lower lip. I didn’t want to see him right now. I didn’t want any of this. Our relationship had slowly been deteriorating, and I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten until this moment now. The moment he didn’t accept my ‘no’ any longer.

“Please,” I whimpered softly. “Please don’t do this. I-I said no. I don’t want to do this right now.” I felt so helpless, unable to do much of anything. Powerless.

A harsh slap to the face stopped any more words from leaving my lips. “Did I fucking say you could talk, whore? I didn’t. Shut up, and take it like a good little boy.” When I tried to push him away, he grabbed my neck, squeezing it tightly, choking me. “Stop fucking squirming, and maybe, maybe, I’ll be gentle with you.”

“P-please,” I whimpered softly, squeezing my eyes shut, struggling for air.

Aizawa only smiled against my neck. “Starting already, are we?”

I shook my head a little, feeling my lip quiver. “C-cherry blossoms...”

Aizawa’s grip on my neck released before I even finished the whole safe word. I felt his smile fade a split second before he pulled away from my neck and body completely. His fingers made quick work of untying the capture scarf from my body and throwing it to the side.

I felt guilty for using the safe word, but I felt even more guilty once I remembered that both of us were still in our boxers. We’d not even gotten fully undressed or done anything...

Aizawa’s thumb swiped away tears I didn’t even realize I had been shedding. “Shh, you’re okay baby. I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

I shook my head, forcing myself into a sitting position. “N-no, no, I-I gotta... gotta do...”

“You don’t have to do anything. You used the safe word. We’re done now. It’s okay.”

Tears rolled down my cheeks at the immense guilt I felt over hearing ‘we’re done now.’ I knew that wasn’t his intention, but I couldn’t help myself.

“I didn’t d-do anything for you!” I blubbered, nearly full on sobbing. “I have to do something for you. I didn’t... didn’t make you f-feel good or anything. I-I didn’t make you cum, and I didn’t even t-touch you. I-I got anxious over memories an-and I said it and I shouldn’t have an-”

“Hey.” Aizawa gently turned my head to make me look him in the eyes. “Never say you shouldn’t have said the safe word. It’s okay that you didn’t do anything for me, and it’s always, always okay that you used the safe word. I didn’t ask before doing those things. I’m sorry; that’s on me.”

He slid his hand down my cheek and took mine. I knew I was going to have to tell him about why it triggered me so much. He wasn’t going to ask, but I knew that it wouldn’t be fair to keep him in the dark on the subject.

“How about I draw a bath. Would that make you feel better?”

I nodded, sniffling and wiping my tears. Aizawa got up and went to the bathroom. I could hear the water running, but he didn’t return. I was grateful for that because I needed a few minutes to myself. I was thankful that he paid so much attention to me. Eventually, I got up and went to the bathroom. The tub was almost full.

“Will you join me?” I asked softly, my voice slightly hoarse from crying.

Aizawa looked over his shoulder at me and gave me a soft smile. “Of course.”

It was silent then as the two of us undressed and got into the warm bath together. I leaned back against his chest, and he draped his arms loosely around my waist. His thumbs rubbed small circles on my hip bones, and his chin settled gently on my shoulder, offering soft whispers of sweet nothings and encouragements.

I was crying, silent tears running down my cheeks. I didn’t deserve this sort of treatment. I didn’t feel like I did at all. I ruined everything. The whole night. I knew Aizawa knew I was cryng, but he didn’t say anything about it. He was giving me space, giving me time, and giving me soft encourgament to do what I needed to do.

“He raped me,” I whispered quietly, looking down and watching the water ripple as my tears dripped into it. “I-I said no, but he didn’t listen, and I... some of the things you said and the whole choking thing...” I shook my head. That was all I wanted to say right now, and I silently begged that he wouldn’t press me to tell more. “I’m sorry I ruined our night.”

Aizawa pressed a gentle kiss onto my shoulder. “I’m so sorry. Next time I’ll ask every time before doing something. But you did nothing wrong. Absolutely nothing. That was on him, and this is on me. I’m so, so proud of you for using your safe word. You did so good. So good.”

We got out of the bath shortly after that and dried off. Aizawa opted for sweatpants without a shirt, while I took one of his shirts and a pair of boxers. He always teased me when I wore his shirts, telling me that if I needed a hug, he was right there. But it was his scent that calmed me down and knowing that it was something of his made it all the more better. Tonight, he didn’t make fun of me even though we were going to cuddle.

He pulled me close to him, and my head rested on his chest. I could hear his steady heartbeat, and I tried matching my breathing to its steady rhythm. His fingers gently combed through my hair, which made me tear up again. This man truly loved me, and I couldn’t have asked for anything better. Anyone better.

Aizawa began to hum a soft tune, vibrating deep in his chest. It brought a smile to my face, and I hummed along with him.

“I love you, Sho,” I whispered softly after a few minutes.

“I love you, Y/N,” he replied back.

Slowly, I found myself drifting off to sleep, knowing I would be safe in Aizawa’s arms.

#x male reader #gay #lgbt #mha x reader #mha x male reader #my hero academia fic #my hero academia #aizawa shouta #aizawa imagine #aizawa #bnha #boko no hero academia #shouta aizawa x male reader #shouta aizawa x reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa x male reader

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