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jadeysjasmine · 2 months

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YOU BOUGHT A DUCK? - Alexia Putellas x Reader

A/N: first fic I’ve wrote in a while so kinda rusty😂just a random idea I had that wouldn’t let me go to sleep until I wrote it. Not proofread. 1588 words.

Tags: Fluff

Summary: you spontaneously buy 3 ducklings without telling Alexia, how hard could it be to keep your secret?

You were in a predicament, unsure how long you can to hide this from Alexia or even how to hide it. Admittedly it wasn’t your plan this morning to buy ducklings, seeing them while you browsed the dog toys, forever spoiling Alba’s dog.

You didn’t even plan on getting them and just went in to have a look at them but a sob story from the store owner about how the were abandoned on the side of the road was enough of a pull on your heart strings to take them, so off you went home with 3 new ducklings and all the supplies you could possibly need.

Arriving home you had set up the ducklings new home in the far corner of the garage, where they would still be safe but there is minimal chance of Alexia finding them.

“Hola amor, I’m home,” your girlfriend calls out as she enters the house, she notices your on the couch and comes over to greet you, sweetly pecking your lips before flopping on top of you.

“Alexia you’re all sweaty, get off!” You struggle under the strong grip of the Spaniard, clearly she hadn’t showered - hoping that she can shower at home with you.

“Remember Bebita, Mami and Alba are coming for dinner later.” You go to reply when a peep comes from the garage, Alexia looks at the door confused before she turns to you, you try your best to stay calm, hoping to play this off.

“¿Qué fue eso?” She questions, already making her way to the door that connects the house and the garage. You scramble off the couch, catching up to her before she can open the door, “Probably nothing. You said your Mami and Alba were coming for dinner soon so you need to shower, I’ll join you,” you smile suggestively, hoping to divert her attention from the noise she heard. It seemed to work as she picked you up, throwing you over her shoulder as she raced off towards your bathroom.

Later on you were sat around your dining room table, dinner long finished as you continued laughing and talking with Alexia, her mother and her sister, the ducks completely slipping your mind as you spent quality time with your favourite people.

Eli was halfway through a story on one of the many pranks Alba used to play on Alexia when they were younger, through laughter she told you how Alba had put semi permanent hair dye in Alexia’s shampoo but told her it was permanent causing the captain to try murder her younger sister. The story brought to a halt when a quack was heard, all 3 women stop and turn to the door, you hope they think they had just misheard but right on cue another quack was heard, much louder and clearer than the previous one.

Alexia stood from her seat, not even giving you a chance to stop her before she made her way to the garage and barging through the door; you, Eli and Alba not far behind.

When you arrived you saw her standing in front of the chickens box, staring at it with her jaw clenched.

“Al-“ you couldn’t even finish your sentence before she was turning to you, “YOU BOUGHT A DUCK?”

You heard Eli and Alba gasp behind you, Alba pushing past to go see the duck as you smiled sheepishly at your girlfriend, unsure how to weasel your way out of this.

“Ducks, there’s three,” you corrected her. That was not the right thing to say, you heard Alba snicker but your girlfriend was far from pleased.

“Dios mío, were you even going to tell me? where did you even get ducks? how are we even going to take care of them?” Your girlfriend rapidly spewing out questions along with a few Spanish curse words, although those were silenced when Eli sternly told Alexia off for her language.

“I got them from the pet store, they were just dumped at the side of the road and had no one to take care of them,” you decided switch tactics, you knew Alexia was infatuated with you, forever being teased about how in love with you she truly was and how she would do anything for you.

She was still hesitant so you whipped out the big guns, the puppy dogs eyes, you only use them on rare occasions because they were her kryptonite but you never had to use them, Alexia always more than happy to bend over backwards for you without needing them.

You heard her sigh, as you threw your arms around her and you chanted thank you, knowing you had won and the ducks were staying.

You pulled back slightly, standing on your tippy toes to place a sweet kiss on your girlfriends lips, although the kiss had ended too soon for her liking, bringing her hand to the back of your head to stop you pulling away, she placed a longer, less family friendly kiss to your lips. Only pulling away when you heard Alba groan followed by a “Not in front of the kids.”

Turning around, you chuckled when you saw Alba using her hands to cover the eyes of the ducklings, Alexia rolled her eyes before trying to kiss you again, whining when you pulled away, her big hands grabbing at you and trying to bring you closer to her.

Eli and Alba had left hours ago, Alexia having to basically drag Alba away from the ducklings as she didn’t want to leave them, Alba left with a promise that she will be over to visit ‘her’ ducklings.

You and Alexia were now snuggled up in bed, the captain having pretended to not like the ducklings but you could see her gradually falling in love with them, like her sister, Alexia had to be dragged away from the ducklings. You loved the sight of her with them, she was so gentle and caring and it you loved this side of her.

She had chosen the names, decided to name them Huey, Dewey and Louie after your favourite movie growing up, one you used to watch with your grandparents all the time and you had to stop yourself from crying at the sentiment and the fact your girlfriend had remember the story you told her.

The next morning you woke up, rolling over to bury yourself in the arms of your girlfriend but were met with cold sheets, internally groaning, you threw the covers off your body, immediately regretting it as the cold hit your barely clothed body.

You threw on one of Alexia’s hoodies before making your way out of the bedroom, you call for your girlfriend but you don’t get a reply, you are very confused, she is not in the living room, your home gym nor is she in the kitchen so you’re baffled at where she went. You were just about to call her when you heard her.

“HUEY!”

You race into the garage to see Alexia had set up the kiddie pool you had for when your nieces and nephews came to visit for the ducks, you had to hold back a laugh when you see her kneeling next to the pool, clearly having just been soaked as Huey was flapping in her arms.

“What happened amor?”

She glared at you, clearly unimpressed with your failed attempt to hide your smile at her current predicament.

You trailed over to her, taking the flapping duck from her arm and placing him into the pool with his siblings, all 3 happily swimming around. You took one of the towels she had set aside before helping her dry off, she gratefully pecked your lips and mumbled a thank you.

You both spent your morning with the ducks before you made breakfast together, Alexia had shown you all the photos she took of the ducks and told you about their different personalities. You were staring at her, not really paying attention to anything she was saying, more looking at how passionately she was talking.

She noticed your dazed look and the occasional hum and smirked, “Are you even listening to me bebè?”

You felt your cheeks heat up, covering your face with your hands as you heard her laugh.

Your moment ruined when your heard pounding at your door, you looked at Alexia confused but she looked like a deer caught in headlights, that made you more confused she you went and answered the door, shocked when you noticed most of the barça squad standing at your front door, Mapi of course at the front.

“Hola,” she grinned, “We came to meet the ducklings, Ale sent a photo.”

You glared at your girlfriend who winced at the look, it was too late now so you signed before wordlessly directing the to the garage, opening the door wider as the sea of football players rushed as fast as possible.

There were a few at the back, not rushing, you noticed it was Frido, Ingird, Marta, Caro and Sandra. You smiled at them before you led them to the garage where the rest were.

As you entered you saw them all crowed around the pool, watching intensely, cooing when the ducklings do something relatively cute. They were quieter than expected, probably already warned by Alexia and not wanting to get on their captains bad side.

You stood near the back next to Alexia, content with watching your friends gush over your duckling, eternally gratefully for your friends and your girlfriend.

#woso #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso x reader #alexia putellas #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagine

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solarmorrigan · 1 year

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I love when people label different members of The Party as Steve’s favorite in fics. There is no wrong answer, they’re all good. Like,

Dustin: The obvious choice. He was Steve’s first duckling, they spend the most time together, they have that dorky/adorable secret handshake routine. Dustin will always be Steve’s favorite, even when he’s going through moody know-it-all teen phases

Max: He threw himself in front of a monster to save her before he even knew her. She saved him from being murdered by Billy. Big brother-sister vibes in s4. She gave him a goodbye letter!

Erica: SCOOPS TROOP. It’s probably hard not to feel extra attached to her after being responsible for her for however long they were trapped in the Russian elevator. Trauma bonds, man. Plus, she’s littler than the others, even if she doesn’t act like it; Steve’s maternal instinct snaps her up

Lucas: Look me in the eye and tell me that Steve didn’t practice basketball with Lucas to help him get ready for tryouts. Tell me he didn’t hype the shit out of Lucas. Tell me he didn’t take Lucas out to celebrate when he made the team. Tell me he wasn’t at every single one of Lucas’ games. You can’t do it

El: Obviously Hopper adopts both Steve and El, and obviously El is Steve’s little sister and he loves her. Next question

Will: Actually says please and thank you. The patience of a saint. Has been possessed by a demon but is the only one who doesn’t act like a demon. Steve’s calmest child. His favorite. (Also: queer kid solidarity)

Mike: It’s never Mike

#steve harrington #the party #stranger things #steve & the party #OKAY NO I really do enjoy steve and mike interactions #they have such interesting potential #but I've never seen anyone say that mike is steve's favorite I'm sorry #solar wrote #sorta

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strangeshoepatrolbandit · 1 year

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Batfam x GN!Bat!Reader.

Summary: Bruce had another kid in Arkham asylum that nobody knows about.

Warnings: Murder, Arkham asylum, Reader can see the dead, Bruce being a bad father, hallucinations, delusions

Yes, I know that a psychiatric visit wouldn't go like this, I also know that hallucinations don't normally work like this, but it's a fictional world with a bat inspired vigilante, use your imagination.

Part one

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"Bruce, what the fuck!" Tim had yelled as he ran into the Manor.

Dick had abandoned the thought of taking Damian and going to get both Tim and Jason. Even if they showed up at the asylum with proof that they were your adoptive siblings and half sibling, they would still have a slim chance of getting to meet you.

"Calm down, Matster Timothy.." Alfred had tried his best to make the tension die down. He himself only knew of you from the brief explanation Bruce gave him five years ago.

"Calm down?!"

"Listen, I mean I could go in there with my badge and get to at least meet them." Dick proposed, searching his brain for a way to meet you.

"Yeah, we all could with our reputations." Jason made himself known by talking about their vigilante personas. He was weirdly calm throughout this entire thing. "Why have you never mentioned them?" Oh, now they could see it. He was acting... he's seething.

"I-" Bruce thought of something to say. "When they were fourteen, their mother was murdered. I was asked to survey the scene, and they had told me about how they weren't even there-"

"Where is this going, father?" Damian interrupted.

"And then we looked inside one of M/N's journals. Y/N has a history of delusions that they fully believe."

"So you shut them out because of that?" Tim asked, genuinely trying to grasp ahold of what was going on.

"I know that they wouldn't want me in their life, M/N didn't, so why would Y/N?" Bruce sighed.

Jason opened his mouth to speak but was beat by Dick speaking first. "We're going up there. We are going to meet them!"

"So you're Y/N's family." Dr. Conley spoke. "Bruce Wayne... I would not have called that."

"Can we see Y/N or not?" Damian asked, boredom evident on his face.

Dr. Conley took in a breath before setting a file on the table in front of herself. "Y/N is plagued by hallucinatory delusions. They believe that they can see the dead."

"Can they? I mean, we have aliens roaming around." It was Dicks turn to speak.

"No, they can't. They claim that two of the "people" they see are named Alice and Mathew, old residents of the asylum." Dr. Conley sighed. "We've never had any residents named Alice and Mathew Hallows."

"Are those her friends?" Tim asked.

"Yes."

"Y/N, you have some visitors." Dr. Conley told you, a small smile tugging at her dark skin.

You got up from where you sat, silently gesturing both Alice and Mathew to follow you. Dr. Conley guided you out of the main building and into a sanctuary that you had never been in.

"I'm still in isolation." You told her, afraid that you would get in trouble for being out of your room.

"We've made an exception." She smiled again, now opening up a door for you. As you walked in, you immediately noticed the one face you hoped you'd never see. Bruce Wayne.

And his little ducklings all sitting with him.

Dr. Conley pulled out a chair for you to sit in, but you never noticed that. All you could focus on was Bruce avoiding eye contact.

"Y/N." She snapped you out of your daze, finally letting you sit down. All seven of you sat awkwardly, not muttering a single thing. The boys just gave you small smiles.

Just as Dick was about to say something you spoke.

"You think I killed her, don't you?"

The room remained silent, offering Bruce's avoidance on a silver plater. "I would never, I loved her."

"You don't know what it was like out there, I was hungry, and so was she...I was getting us food-" You cut yourself off as you began shouting. "and when I came back, she was....dead."

Tears had started to unwillingly fall from your eyes, something that Bruce noticed as he finally looked up at you. "And I'm not crazy." You whispered.

You noticed the weary looks that everyone around the room shared. "What?" You asked.

When none of them answered you turned to look at Dr. Conley, taking notice of her frown.

"Y/N.." She whispered, "There are no records of an Alice and Mathew Hallows."

"What?" You laughed.

"We've looked at computer documents and paper documents... they just aren't real."

You looked at everybody in the room, hoping to find a smile on one of their faces, signifying that this was all a joke.

You whipped your body around to face Alice and Mathew. The young man, whom you've grown to know very well, only looked at you with a sorry look, and Alice stared at Dr. Conley with wide eyes.

This couldn't be real. She was lying.

You quickly turned to look at Dr. Conley, before going back to look at Alice and Mathew. This time, Mathew was nowhere to be seen, seemingly having turned to air.

"Y/N, no, she's lying, I'm real!" Alice yelled, grabbing at her face to convince herself.

"I know, I know!" You tried to make her feel better, but the hysteria under your skin started to break free.

"No, I'm real!" She was crying now. "I'm real!"

You turned to look at everyone in the room, about to ask them for help, only to stop yourself when you noticed their wide eyes. You heard Alice's cries die down but never turned to face her again. You were sitting there just staring at the people around the room.

When you came back to your senses you tried to mutter out, "We need to he-" you paused, "-lp her?"

Alice was gone.

~☆~

I know that people wanted a "holy shit you can see the dead" reaction, but I strive to suprise.

Also, I think I'm going to post a follow-up of this fic, just to see how Y/N's dealing with it and how their relationship with the batbros turns out.

I have another two part Asylum!bat!Reader in the works if you're interested.

Taglist:

@godknows-shetried @cookielovesbook-akie

@kinkmaster96 @sen-nes @bbnny

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rosalinesurvived · 4 months

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No because… they really skimped out on so much characterisation in bsd. Tonan did all that against Fukuzawa because his father–whom he clearly loved–was murdered. Higuchi joined the Mafia to provide for her little sister. Kunikida cried for two hours after the Agency was reunited because he was so overcome. Again, because he loves them all. Ango visits Oda’s grave, Gide calls Akutagawa a ‘little black duckling’, Francis shows Atsushi the amount of life-support Margaret is on just to stop her dying, Akutagawa smiled at Atsushi while he was dying. Atsushi calls Akutagawa a lawnmower, Yosano also smiles when she thinks she’ll die, Ango gets teased by his bodyguards, Dazai and Fyodor throw food at each other. All of these are such humanizing tributes that flesh out everyone and give more context for how they are

#fuck bones #bsd #bungo stray dogs #manga vs anime #bsd tonan #fukuzawa yukichi #sakaguchi ango #akutagawa ryuunosuke #atsushi nakajima #yosano akiko #f scott fitzgerald #bsd fitzgerald #margaret mitchell #dazai osamu #fyodor dostoevsky #andre gide

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nerdycanible1 · 1 year

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Hello my lovelies. Happy holidays!!

Sorry for being a bit late with your Christmas present but here I have a drawing of Lin Beifong!! I hope y’all like it!! Took me roughly 4.5 hours to complete it so I hope y’all like it.

I’m sure if we’re in any discord groups together, you’ve already heard about my evil Lin, but if you haven’t, oop- owo I won’t say anymore yet skdksjkdjskdjksjdksj

Anyways here, have a Lin Beifong. And below the line, you could read some HC’s about Linny and the holidays 🥺

Here are some hc’s I have for holiday Lin!

Lin is the type of person that would spend a lot of money getting the people she loves, presents for the holidays, but when she receives a rather expensive gift she is ready to murder you for spending that much.

Lin pretends she doesn’t care for the holidays but she does listen to what you want for the holidays. You could be mindlessly be babbling on and on about what you want or what you’ve seen and Lin always makes a mental note on it.

Her first year without Tenzin or her family, Lin had covered so many shifts during the holidays, she was given a new Sato vehicle by everyone helping in and giving it to Lin after the holidays were over. They thanked Lin, gave her a party and said she was the nicest person in the precinct, tho that was before Lin showed them other wise.

During the years, Lin always allowed her men to take the holidays off and would cover their shifts, even if it was beat cop work. She always enjoyed the way her boys perked up hearing they were allowed time off at their work.

Lin would throw a party for the people that worked during the holidays, she’d always have food ready for her men, drinks, holiday themed treats and sometimes even gifts she got for them. The gifts always included either pairs of socks, gift cards for food or even a nice bottle of whiskey.

Her boys adored Lin and knew under her hard, cold exterior she was nice and very thoughtful. It became a tradition to fill Lin’s office up with random stuff every year. One year it was fancy coats, the next turtle ducks, and so on and so forth. Though the year of the turtle ducks had to be their favorite it because Lin chased the little ducklings around making sure they weren’t squished. They’ve never seen Lin ever hold an animal but that year they saw Lin look so caring for her now new babies.

When Lin would look at her city from the roof tops, her men would take turns checking in on Lin, giving her hot chocolate breaks, snack breaks and even warming her hands up.

When Mako began his job at the precinct, he was confused on why Lin only had them do “paperwork” instead of actual police business. He was even more confused when Lin told him to shut up and party. It wasn’t until later they explained that Lin always threw a party during the holidays for the people that either don’t have families, homes or don’t celebrate the holidays. And when Lin gave Mako not only a nice coat and gloves but also a gift card to one of the best dry cleaners in the city for his scarf to make sure it’s always in good condition and cleaned.

Soon Mako got into the spirit of things at work and he loved his job more. When he and Lin grew closer and he began to see Lin as some sort of mother figure, he one day gave Lin a scarf. Everyone knew Lin would never wear such a thing but were surprised when she wore it. Now Lin and Mako matched and it was a bond.

Lin may not have a family anymore but her men were hers, they were her family and Lin couldn’t be happier.

Alright if you enjoyed that then please let me know in the comments and let me know if you want more! And as for the evil Lin thing I mentioned on top, I’ll let you know more after the holidays!! Thank you and Happy Holidays!

And here are some sketches!! All art is mine, if repost please credit. Thanks UwU

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thisiswhereikeepdcthings · 1 year

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Each of Jason's hellspawn have their own favorite relative (aside from dad, obviously. Jason is their dad, they love him, and they will not leave him alone for five minutes)

Nadiah is a grandpa's girl. She gladly stays in Bruce's arms for hours whenever he babysits, and has learned how to mimic his Batglare around people she doesn't like. She has figured out the best way to wheedle whatever she wants out of him, whether that be more ice cream or a new dress, or when she's a bit older, combat training. She gladly listens to his stories about his adventures, and is a perfect angel whenever a newspaper wants to interview her grandpa about his growing family, smiling serenely and answering questions with all the poise and dignity of a young Wayne.

Darius likes his Aunt Cass the best. She's quiet and kind and seems to understand when he needs his space and when he needs a hug. He loves to watch her dance, and begged Dad to let him try ballet so that he could move like Auntie did. He doesn't judge her for her stilted speaking habits, and she doesn’t pity him for his trauma regarding his mother.

Katina will only let a few people hold her- her Dad, her siblings, and Great-Grandpa. She loves to tug on Alfred's lapels and pull on his tie, and will slobber all over his suit. Her first word was "Afa". One time Alfred had to hand her off to one of the Batkids for a few minutes, and she screamed and cried so loud that the animals of the Batfam were sent running.

The twins each have their own favorite. Darshan favors Aunt Steph, who lets him tag along on all her adventures and who lets him stay up past his bedtime. Karan, meanwhile, is more fond of Uncle Tim, who doesn't treat him like a baby and will ask for his input on things. Whenever Steph and Tim are asked to babysit it quickly turns into Mischief Time, as the twins rope their respective adults into shenanigans and their siblings Help.

Xinyi gravitates towards Uncle Duke. She appreciates his unique way of seeing things, as well as the fact that he's an early bird like she is. He'll take her up to the highest places in Gotham and just let her watch, the two of them looking down on the people below and making up wild stories about who they must be and what they're like. She admires him for his courage in joining the We Are Robin movement, and has told him she wants to be just like him when she gets older (to Jason's horror).

Alon loves his Uncle Dick. No one, including Dick, can figure out why, since they're so different in terms of personality. Dick is the only person that Alon will seek physical affection from, rather than just passively accepting it. He will follow his Uncle around like a little duckling, copying him at every turn and watching his every movement.

Emma is closest with her Uncle Damian. The two are only a year apart in terms of age, and treat each other more like distant cousins than uncle and niece. Emma doesn't judge him for his violent tendencies- after all, who is she to judge? One time a passerby said that they made such a cute couple, and Red Hood swooping in was the only thing stopping the two of them from doing a murder.

This is adorable. Can I get like 12 fics of this?

#jason todd #batfam #batkids #best dad jason todd #best dad red hood

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tavshortfortavern · 5 months

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A Day Out drabble

With how much Halsin struggles being in the city during Act 3 and the aftermath with Orin, I headcanon my Tav feeling bad and set a whole day aside just to take him out.

This got away from me

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It starts early morning in their room in Elfsong Tavern where Tav calls everyone together.

"What's the news boss?" Karlach pipes up.

"Rest day. I think we deserve one after taking down Orin." Tav grabs their money pouch and throws it at Wyll who catches it. "Treat yourselves. Don't spend it all though, I'm trusting you Wyll. I'll be at the park. Scratch and Chubs (Owlbear cub) need some time outside after being hold up in here for so long isn't that right?" they say turning to coo at the two animals who seem excited.

Gale immediately wants to buy some books. Karlach is pumped to get some food and explore the city. Astarion wants to go shopping for clothes. Shadowheart reluctantly agrees she could use more clothes. Laezel was still lowkey frustrated getting badly injured during the fight with the cultists so Wyll offers to spar with her somewhere. They all gather around to discuss plans and divide the gold.

Tav lets them be, happy their plan worked and approaches Halsin.

"Was there something you wanted my heart?"

"Come with me to the park. It's a nice day out and these two could use the outdoors." and you, Tav doesn't say. Everyday he looks like a flower growing in concrete, getting more worn out. It's time to step in.

Now the two of them, plus Scratch and owlbear cub, are at the park. As soon as they took a seat on the grass Tav could see Halsin relax a bit. Tav continues to throw a ball for Scratch until he runs off to play chase with the owlbear.

"Hey look." he felt a tug. He turned to Tav pointing at a pond. "Ducks."

His eyes brightened at the sight of a family of ducks swimming around in a pond. Tav spent a good while watching him interact with the little ducklings, climbing on top of him and playing. It seemed this was a good distraction after all.

Later Halsin seemed to be soaking up the sun and relative peace of the park when he notice Tav returning with something. "Guess what I found." they hand him some honey "There's some in that tree over there. The bees seemed ok letting me take a bunch."

He smiles as he takes the offered food and also grabbing their hand so they could sit close to him, practically on his lap. He remembers mentioning his fondness for ducks and sweet tooth during earlier conversations, it was a surprise Tav remembered. If there was anyone who could find anything it was Tav. He didn't realize how much they could loot and hoard until being in their party. It was like a crow finding shiney objects and storing them in their nests. A trait he quickly grew charmed by while the companions would sigh at how long it would take.

"Is there something more to this outing?"

"I just noticed you seemed... uncomfortable these last few days in the city. Plus after Orin... A nice day out seems overdue."

He was a lot more affected getting kidnapped by Orin than he let on. Some part of him doubted the party would rescue him. And even if they should when the city was at risk. But not long after he was unconsciously placed on that alter did havoc start. He wasn't awake to witness it but from what the companions mentioned, everyone in camp were all eager to jump in and quickly rallied by Tav. Scratch and the cub were left to gaurd the camp.

The others remarked how enraged Tav was. It was a quiet rage though, the scariest kind.

After defeating the Murder Tribunal, they cut off Sarevok's head. The whole journey to rescuing him from Orin was paved in carnage as their usually sneaky and level headed leader who preferred persuasion before violence seemed bereft of any mercy or planning. Tav threw Sarevok's head down in front of her before stomping it to a bloody pulp. Orin screamed and wailed at the sight as Tav revealed the truth of her origins. The things they spoke to her were sharper than any blade she owned.

The battle with Orin was a mess after, explosives and high level scrolls were used, summons and dead were amassed for a small army, and all the companions noticed Tav pulling out all the stops for this battle and followed suit. Its destruction far surpassed their past battles as the lair was in ruins afterward. No cultists were left alive.

The only part untouched by the chaos was the altar where he laid.

What he did remember was waking up to Tav calling out to him, their hands shaking him awake, sounding more desperate as seconds went by.

"I'm thankful you came for me. It must have been hard-"

"Halsin."

He stopped, staring at Tav who had a serious expression on their face. Their hands cupped his face and a wave of affection surged through his body as their peircing eyes bore into his. Their next words were spoken like a vow.

"I will always come for you. Even if the world is falling apart. Even if its a bad idea. Even if its going to cost me. There's not a scenario where I don't come charging in to rescue you. Nobody touches my sweet bear."

Perhaps it was his past history of getting captured and being the one to break himself out. Perhaps it was their first meeting where they slaughtered a camp to free him. Perhaps it was their consistent ability to do good. Perhaps it was the lack of time he spent to process what he went through. Perhaps...

Those words blasted away a large chunk off at a wall he's built up for longer than he could remember. A wall thats been eroding since Tav walked into his life.

He relaxed in their hold, resting his forehead on theirs and basked in this new feeling of being safe and protected by someone. The sun would slowly set as Tav runs a hand through his hair, his head in their lap. Scratch and Chubs curling up beside them to rest. Tav hums a lulling tune, gazing at their dozing partner. Looking more at peace since joining their gang of unfortunate misfits. Their hands sometimes gently rubbing the lines on his face that drew a pleased rumble from him.

Tav didn't tell him the lengths they would go to have rescued him. Things they never would have entertained. Using the tadpole, making a deal with that annoying cambion, turning full illithid, etc. They only didn't because they were blinded by rage and never thought of it. Their companions definitely watered down the things they told him but even they seemed alarmed by the bloodthirst (Astarion was ecstatic though). Tav regarded the blurry memory of fighting Orin. The words they spoke no longer seemed clear to them, they just knew the truth of what Saverok did and his true relation to Orin. So Tav took that truth and used it as a knife to butcher that wretched shapeshifter verbally.

Orin was knife happy and tried to unsettle people by taking on different faces but Tav was a diplomat. They understood people. Looked into their minds. Better than she ever could. Tav knew words. Knew how to persuade. They knew words could do things that no blade could. Not even Orin's madness could shield her from her own demons.

For kidnapping Halsin, Tav made sure to rip and tear her fragile psyche apart, every word had to hurt, her failures to Bhaal, her worthlessness. That her actions would lead to the decimation of Bhaal's cult because they would slaughter every single one and she would have to answer to her god herself. Crushing her father’s skull was a bonus. It didnt matter if she turned into a monstrosity. As she took her last breath, they told her she would die here forgotten. Chucked her aside and ran to make sure Halsin was okay.

Nobody touches their sweet bear.

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 tav #halsin x tav #bg3 halsin #this drabble got away from me #first fic in a while sorry for errors #ended up showing how unhinged my Tav was #only for their loved ones promise #their the sensible one otherwise

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HIDDEN | CHAPTER 6

Billy Russo x OC (Ava)

Warnings: Not canon, violence, weapons, stalking (not MMC), murder, everything you'd find in The Punisher universe, no betrayal.

Summary: Billy meets someone that piques his interest. Did he mention she carries a knife?

A/N: Hello lovelies! I hope you enjoy this chapter. As of now I'm looking for a beta reader!

As the sun paints the sky with hues of dawn, Ava stirs from her slumber, greeted by the soft glow filtering through her curtains. She gently rubs away the remnants of sleep from her eyes, the warmth of the morning seeping into her room. With a sense of anticipation, she reaches for her phone, finding a message waiting for her from Billy.

"I’m looking forward to our date tonight." it reads. Ava can't help but smile as she types a playful response, teasing him about his chopstick prowess. While she waits for his reply, she heads to the bathroom, the cool tiles under her feet contrasting with the warmth of the morning. The subtle scent of her vanilla soap mingles with the freshness of the morning air.

Engaged in the morning routine, the rhythmic brushing of teeth becomes a familiar melody, accompanied by the distant sounds of birds beginning their day outside her window. A notification buzzes on her phone, and there it is—a quick-witted reply from Billy: "You think I would have proposed sushi if they weren’t?"

Ava slips into her comfortable fitness attire, a seamless blend of style and functionality. Eager for some fresh air and exercise, she steps out, her brisk walk unfolding under the open sky. The rhythmic beat of her sneakers against the pavement creates a harmonious cadence as she immerses herself in the invigorating energy of the outdoors. Along the way, she decides to treat herself, concluding her walk with the simple pleasure of a delicious sandwich, a well-deserved reward for both body and soul.

Seated on a weathered bench in the lively park, Ava unwraps her sandwich, taking in the savory scent and the bustling scene around her. A cute mother duck waddles by with her ducklings, prompting a genuine smile from Ava. As she continues to enjoy her sandwich, her thoughts turn to Billy, appreciating the warm feeling of being wanted and the joy of his companionship.

Her thoughts linger on the playful banter, the teasing glances, and the shared laughter. Her heart flutters at the memory of how, when Billy playfully flirted, she couldn't help but blush, and when she returned the favor, she could see the same rosy hue coloring his cheeks. It was a delightful dance they had mastered, each move leaving them both grinning like conspirators in a shared secret.

Finishing the last bite, Ava stands up, discarding the wrapper. The park, now bathed in the soft glow of the morning sun, becomes a picturesque backdrop for her leisurely walk home. The echoes of laughter and the rustling leaves accompany her, a gentle soundtrack to the simple yet beautiful moments that have colored her morning.

As Ava steps through the threshold of her home, putting them in the shoe rack. She turns on the tv to have some background noise, a low hum of information blending into the cadence of her domestic tasks

‘’Breaking news just in; In a daring feat, The Phantom Cartel intercepted a truck loaded with weapons, seamlessly vanishing into the shadows with their illicit bounty. Authorities find themselves floundering in the wake of this operation, grappling with the challenge posed by an enemy shrouded in mystery—dressed entirely in black, faces concealed, leaving no trace for investigation. This is Tracy Morgan and stay tuned for further updates on this unfolding saga.’’

Ava sighs as she surveys the kitchen counter. It's a mess, with clean dishes piled high and crumbs scattered everywhere. She grabs a sponge and some cleaning spray and gets to work.

She wipes down the counter, one swipe at a time. She doesn't mind the mindless repetition. It's a chance to clear her head and focus on something simple.

She moves on to the dishes, scrubbing them clean and stacking them neatly in the dishwasher. She takes her time, enjoying the feeling of accomplishment as she completes each task.

Finally, she wipes down the cupboards and sweeps the floor. The kitchen is now clean and tidy, and Ava feels a sense of satisfaction. She's not sure why she enjoys cleaning so much, but she does. It's a way to make her space feel more organized and in control.

Feeling accomplished she heads to the quietude of her bathroom, Ava engages in a cherished moment of self-care. The shower, a haven of warmth, becomes a retreat from the external clamor. Choosing her vanilla-scented body wash, transforming the act of cleansing into a sensory delight. The rich lather, coupled with the comforting aroma of vanilla, creates a cocoon of tranquility within the shower's embrace.

Turning her attention to her hair, Ava reaches for a conditioner with a gentle, invigorating scent. As she applies it with deliberate strokes, the routine transcends into a mindful ritual. Fingers weaving through her locks, she becomes attuned to the soothing cadence of the water. The shower, now an interplay of warmth and fragrance, affords her a brief respite—a moment to recalibrate amidst the demands of the day.

Ava steps out of the shower and wraps herself in a towel. She dries off her hair and then uses a blow dryer to style it. She curls her hair to add some volume and bounce.

Once her hair is dry, she applies some light makeup to accentuate her features. She puts on some foundation, concealer, and mascara. She also applies a light blush and lipstick.

Completing her makeup ritual with a satisfied flourish, Ava gracefully glides towards the living room, reveling in the pleasing orderliness of her space. The clock's hands inch towards eight as she adds a delicate touch of perfume, the final embellishment to her evening ensemble. Just as the fragrance delicately settles, a timely doorbell chime resonates through the room, punctuating the tranquil ambiance.

With a knowing smile, Ava deduces that her awaited guest, Billy, has arrived punctually.

Opening the door she is met with a dark figure. Before she can even acknowledge the presence she is pushed inside. suddenly she feels weird and everything goes black.

A gentle warmth graces Ava's face, the initial sensation seeping through the fog of unconsciousness. Attempting to pry her eyes open proves futile; the radiance that greets her is almost blinding, exacerbating the already pounding ache in her head.

"Ava? Ava? Fuck..."

The urgency in the voice pulls her into a heightened state of awareness. Suddenly, she's in motion, cradled by firm, reassuring hands beneath her knee and against her back. Despite the pain that continues to grip her mind, a realization pierces through — she's being carried.

"I could just close my eyes a bit longer, right?" she muses inwardly.

And in that moment, she surrenders to the lull of darkness once more.

A cool, damp touch on her lips prompts Ava to sip, an unexpected rush of thirst compelling her to indulge.

"Easy, easy," a familiar voice cautions. "Don't drink too fast, or you'll get nauseous." She recognizes that voice. B-Billy? "Thank god," she hears him murmur. "Can you open your eyes for me, sweetheart?"

Slowly, she complies, eyelids parting in response to his gentle encouragement. "That's it," he whispers.

Fully awakening, she surveys her surroundings. This is unmistakably not her apartment. Everything appears meticulously arranged, a stark contrast to the disorder she anticipated. Not a single item seems out of place, except, perhaps, for herself.

"What happened?" she inquires, seeking Billy's gaze. His eyes are already fixed on her, unwavering.

As her eyes meet his, questions hang in the air, waiting to be unraveled.

"When I arrived at your door, it was already slightly ajar. Opening it, I discovered this dark figure standing over you. He heard me approaching and hastily fled through the window. God, Ava, I was so worried," Billy recounted, his concern etched across his face.

"Observing that you had no head trauma, I surmised you might have been drugged. That's when I decided to bring you with me to my apartment. I had my friend Curtis check you over. He assured me you're in the clear, probably just out of it. Curtis advised me to let you sleep it off," Billy explained, his voice a mix of relief and lingering worry.

A thousand thoughts race through Ava's mind, each one trying to catch up with the chaotic events that unfolded. As she gazes at Billy, she notices the disheveled state of his hair, evidence of the evident distress he must have felt.

"How are you feeling?" Billy inquires, his hand holding hers for reassurance.

"Like I've been run over by a truck," she replies with a light laugh, only to wince as the throbbing in her head makes itself known once more.

"Any idea who it was?" she presses Billy for answers.

"No," he admits, his gaze momentarily distant. "They left the moment they heard me. All I could make out was a figure clad in black." Unwilling to disclose the unsettling details, Billy decides it's best to keep from Ava the connection between the mysterious figure and the group he and Frank had been tailing.

MAIN MASTERLIST HIDDEN MASTERLIST CHAPTER 7

#billy russo #billy russo x reader #billy russo fanfic #billy russo imagine #frank castle #billy russo x oc #billy russo x female oc #billy russo masterlist #versatilegingers masterlist #versatileginger writes #the punisher #ben barnes #ben barnes masterlist

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see-arcane · 1 year

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In the midst of all the Drama+ going on in this entry--Stoker’s bias BS striking again, some road trip snack-murder for the Count, Mina connecting yet more dots like a badass, a heart-wrenching parting of the ways, et cetera--two things stand out most to me. They always do on a re-read.

One, Jonathan Harker being the first and only character to flat-out explode at Van Helsing. Others have been cross or doubting. Arthur got as far as a stormy look according to Jack. But this?

"Do you mean to say, Professor Van Helsing, that you would bring Mina, in her sad case and tainted as she is with that devil's illness, right into the jaws of his death-trap? Not for the world! Not for Heaven or Hell!" He became almost speechless for a minute, and then went on:—

"Do you know what the place is? Have you seen that awful den of hellish infamy—with the very moonlight alive with grisly shapes, and every speck of dust that whirls in the wind a devouring monster in embryo? Have you felt the Vampire's lips upon your throat?" Here he turned to me, and as his eyes lit on my forehead he threw up his arms with a cry: "Oh, my God, what have we done to have this terror upon us!" and he sank down on the sofa in a collapse of misery.

I honestly think looking at Mina was the one pin that was capable of deflating his rage into a less violent shade of Displeased. If not, I really wouldn’t have been surprised if he got a touch more physical in his polite decline of Van Helsing’s wishes. Not with the kukri, mind, but...something.

But then. Then we get this.

The Professor's voice, as he spoke in clear, sweet tones, which seemed to vibrate in the air, calmed us all:—

[INSERT HERO WORK RAMBLE HERE]

"Do as you will," said Jonathan, with a sob that shook him all over, "we are in the hands of God!"

I thought it the first time I read it. I’ve thought it every time I’ve read it. I think it today. Even with the most benevolent of intentions, I truly believe Van Helsing was using some of his hypnotic timbre on everyone to get his ducklings chilled out and back in line, especially Jonathan. Just as he’s used it on Mina for the trance. Just as he’s likely been using it off and on with the Suitors Three whenever they’ve gotten antsy about going along with his plans.

If I had read that vocal description without it mentioning the Professor, I’d have thought it was Dracula, the Brides, or Lucy in vampire mode trying to cajole a victim with their unique musical pitch.

Probably not what Stoker was going for, I’ll admit. At best, it’s meant to be another equal opposite parallel to Dracula. This old man uses honeyed words to work evil, that one uses them to do good. But still. I can’t not think about this.

Or the fact that, even in grudging acquiescence, despite Mina’s insistence that they were ‘all calmed,’ Jonathan is still deeply wretched and emotional. He is not calm. He is not going along with this plan nodding and seeing the light of the Professor’s boundless wisdom. He is reconciling with the only shitty lot he and Mina have been handed. (And probably privately wondering if Mina will make it through if Van Helsing and his stakes register as too inhuman to go on.)

Even when forced to go along with the others, he stands apart.

#hope you like rambling #dracula #dracula daily #jonathan harker #mina harker #abraham van helsing #hypnotism #mesmerism

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Get what you wished for

First time writing a prompt: DP X DC au “get what you wished for”

Au where Danny is the blood daughter of Batcat is between Dick and Jason's age. Selina gave up Dione Luna Wayne as she help she is unable to raise her and Bruce would paint a target on her daughter's back. As a memento, she left two stuffed cats, a letter and a bat toy to remember her by.

How the Fentons got Danny: Gotham is full of supernatural energy, with the Lazarus pits under it. The Fentons trying to find a place to create a bigger portal with LP juice,(experiments can fuck you up reproductively. Jazz was a struggle to birth.)

Jasmine comes across Baby Dione and duckling imprints on her. The Fentons don’t realize the baby was abandoned and named him Danny, not realizing the wrong gender( they never do), no claim to the baby, ours now.

The Fentons take some LP juice to find more LP juice, which in amity park, there is a bunch(uncorrupted) and the ley lines are weak there. (finds house over direct access to an unclaimed Lazarus pit, and builds a secret third basement to get more ectoplasm to fuel their obsession. LP is ectoplasm btw.)

Danny is genderfluid but presents themselves as FTM Trans.

Portal time!: Danny shows his friends, Sam and Tuck his parent's third child, the portal. Peer pressured by their only friends, Danny goes into the plugged, malfunctioning portal, only to get zapped where their soul and body are fused as one being, unable to separate. (Danny sort of blames his friends for their death but appreciates that they are sticking by them. But later realizes they are their ticket to excitement.)

Jasmine notices right away that something is wrong with Danny. (Jazz is much closer to Danny in this au)

Danny is more independent in this au. (make more friends with ghosts, help them than enemies)

Danny by extension is an atlas of the Infinite realms and Earth, is pretty much op. Picking up skills and powers like nobody's business, (immortality? maybe, BAMF? definitely) Clockwork as ghost parent, Ellie, Dan, the other clones and Jazz as their sisters/brothers/ children and being High Eldritch sovereign of the Infinite realms. ( Fuck u, Vlad, everyone can see ur evil corrupt ass, creepy and fake)

Dual Obsession is space and peace/protection, has a multi-core and is blessed by the zone itself.

Amity Park is in a time/paradox bubble where the events of Danny Phantom occur. (in all 3 cannon seasons, they have never celebrated a birthday, I‘ve noticed.)

How Bat fam meets Danny: It’s been a few years, Danny reveals to their parents his status they are excited and can’t wait to figure out how he survived. The GIW has bugged their home and raided their house as their want also figure out how Danny survived, and make Super-Soldiers. (tipped off by Vlad)

Danny and Jazz take this as a worst-case scenario and book it to Gotham by Danny's suggestion because their bio-fam lives there and Gotham energy fuck with ectoplasm readings. Danny starts to look for his mom Selina, but when the civilian bat fam sees them, they look like a young Martha Wayne. Jazz starts working in Arkham internship for her Psychology degree and Danny goes to Gotham U for College. Some of Danny’s Ghost friends follow them, i.e: Desiree.

Angst time: Bruce's wish vs. Damian's wish

Bruce's wish: "I wish I knew you earlier in life to protect you..."

Bruce is given Dione at a very young age and does his best at trying to raise her.

Dione is clueless about her family's trade secret. She is a civilian and sort of grew up alone. (Bruce was busy being batman and CEO of WE, Tim drake situation, baby alone in a big empty house.)

Bruce still adopts Dick, Jason, Tim, Cass, Steph, Damian and Duke. (Damian and duke after the event)

Loves what Bruce does for Gotham, doesn't like that Wayne Enterprise takes most of his time away from the family, and hates Batman because of the ouroboros he creates in Gotham. (Endless cycle of crime, rehab, corruption, murder{Thank you, xmarksthespotonthemilkyway for Supervillain DAD! lex Luthor})

Dione has many hobbies to pass the time while she waits for her family, mainly she paints, writes and spends time with Alfred who she considers her real father instead of Bruce. (Being Batman has downsides, people!)

Selina visits her daughter at the manor and is pissed at Bruce for treating their daughter like a rotting bird in a cage. (Expect it to be there when he returns, to see it leave or die because you took too long to cherish it.)

• ANGST+: After Jason's death and resurrection, The sibs try to get Jason to come to the manor to show Dione that he is alive, at first Dione doesn't believe him or them, but he convinced her otherwise. This is where she learns that their vigilantes. (Jason and Dione were friends that get along like a house on fire, but the house exploded and Dione felt something missing in her life.)

Bruce and Jason as Batman and Red Hood have a huge fight in one of the manor rooms destroying some property and shit. Turns out it was Dione's painting room, where she was secretly working on a portrait painting of the whole family (including the late Jason Todd) for Bruce's birthday, and it gets ruined.

Dione berates them for destroying her work and declares that she fucking hates this family and what they put her through all the time.

Decides she wants to stay with Selina instead. During this time, Dione realizes a way to end the ouroboros cycle and decides to kill the joker in a quiet way, for all the hell he put her and her family through. (Lures joker to an unmarked hill location away from people to a hole in the ground with a wooden casket and fires five rounds at him. He falls in gets covered and is buried alive as he slowly dies from gunshot wounds. She can't have what she wants, and neither will he.)

Dione, later reveals to the family that she killed the joker after he doesn't return to Arkham and can't be found.

Bruce sends her to jail.

The sibs are pissed at Bruce for doing that, while at the GCPD, Dione is taken advantage of and raped by corrupt cops.

The sibs try to get her out and get her to tell them where Joker's buried, but she takes as the cycle is still continuing and commits suicide in Jail. (In her letter to them, she tells her final wish is to be buried on a hill with a clear view of the night sky with a big tree in an unmarked grave, so she can be forgotten as a part of her family, but not Gotham.)

Bruce feels fucking guilty that he pushed his daughter to this point, Selina and Alfred are at an end with him telling him I told you so and feel that Dione should not have been born into this life. (distraught, but once Damian and Duke enter the picture, they treat them better as a family.)

Dione is fully dead and becomes a ghost.

Batman and co. meet the new ruler of the Infinite Realms, and Recognize the ruler, Dione chose to let go of her past and forget them as they have done to her.

Damian's wish: "I wish you were never our sister..."

This is technically the Canon bat fam x DP timelines, but with a few twists.

• Dick is the one holding the fam together. He is more tired and stressed than before, maybe graying early..? (stressed and secretly depressed.)

• Jason is more angst and vengeful than normal and fucking hates Bruce. (Jason is like kill the serial to end the cycle, avenge me, Bruce.)

• Tim despises Damian more so than usual and tolerates Bruce. (baby brother attempts to murder, gets light punishment and the victim is not okay.)

• Stephanie isn't really part of the bat family, goes by spoiler, and is studying to be a nurse. (quit being robin earlier, distant self from negative influence, dated Tim, now Cass.)

• Cass, while mute doesn't communicate well with the rest of the family, which leads her to be quiet more often. (not expressive.)

• Duke, the newest to the family, has a hard time understanding the rest of the family's issues with each other, fearing the family's reaction to him being a meta. ( Batman is more strict with no metas rule, Duke still becomes signal. )

• Alfred is still Canon, but more strict than normal. (Put up with this shit Alfred, but loves his adopted son and grandkids.)

Bruce is still Canon. Mostly negative, hard on himself, the family and everyone he interacts with, and wears a mask (not a physical one) to hide his emotions. Is more Batman than Bruce Wayne. (grunts don't meet clear communication Bruce!!!)

• Damian is still Damian in this verse with his pets but loses his friendship with Jon. (no metas in Gotham, Bruce tolerates Superman.)

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petitteperle · 12 days

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sooo... I thought it would be cool to draw my BES oc's family and post it on tumblr???

Remembering that I practically only draw modern au because I'm afraid of trying to draw something from the Edo period and doing something wrong :)

my native language is not English, so sorry for the spelling mistakes (I'm still finishing learning the language 😭)

and for those who don't understand anything, this is my oc (Her name is Achara)

I have a post talking about it, if you're interested

I want to start by introducing her father, his name is Hoshikki, some call him Hoshi (close friends). They have a great relationship, Hoshi is a great father and takes good care of his daughter. He would be a samurai, but in the modern au he serves in the army

he has a kinda funny face LOL

then we have Hebijo, her mother. Hebijo is a little crazy, she was obsessed with Hoshi on a strange level, she is narcissistic and has a complicated relationship with everyone

In modern au the marriage between hoshi and hebijo ends in divorce, but in the edo period Hoshi dies (he is murdered)

Anyway, Hebijo marries again, this time with Masato, he is a merchant and is the opposite of Hoshi, he is quiet and never shows much interest in anything. Incredibly Hebijo and he get along well, or at least much better than Hoshi and her. They are an odd couple

From Hebijo and Masato's marriage this cutie is born, Achara's half-sister, Noe. They are very close friends and Achara loves her very much. Hebijo used to attack Achara in various ways, and with the new marriage this stopped, but Achara is still afraid of Hebijo doing the same to Noe.

Noe is shy and giggly, she is very clingy with her sister, and has a strange interest in frogs and insects (Achara screamed and almost fainted when she saw Noe playing with a frog)

Hebijo didn't like Achara because she was jealous of Hoshi towards her (I know, it's sick, but I wasn't bluffing when I said she was crazy), Hebijo can't get attached to her, and whenever Achara was praised (she's polite and beautiful, people like her) Hebijo is upset because she was an "ugly duckling child/teenager" and never received that kind of attention, so she is angry because she thinks her eldest daughter gets everything easily and called her a whore a few times.

:)))

#blue eye samurai #mizu #mizu blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai mizu #blue eye samurai oc #mizu bes #modern mizu #ocs

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dark-elf-writes · 1 year

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Imagine Touya hanging around once he’s out on his own all of sixteen and in so much pain, stealing what he needs to get by and working odd jobs for scraps when the pain lessens enough for him to think clearly. Imagine him with hate in his heart but always willing to split what little he has with the other kids out on the street, wide-eyed and so damn scared but hungry enough to get close to the scary boy with all of his scars. Imagine him with a gaggle of the lost and forgotten snapping at his heels like murderous little ducklings and teaching them what trash cans are safe to eat from and how to size up a mark when cash gets a little too tight. Imagine a little blonde girl with fangs and the bodies of whatever vermin she can get her hands on around her feet. Imagine a child with green curls and too old eyes with burn scars to match his own and a mind that could run circles around most heroes. Imagine a boy who won’t show his face in fear of being called a monster with too many arms for their marks to notice that one is lifting their wallet while another snags a watch.

Imagine a king of the lost and broken. Imagine a family of shattered kids doing what they have to to survive. Imagine a gang of “villains” that almost every hero in the area has heard of but will swear up and down they have never seen and they certainly have no idea where the blankets and stashes of food they just happened to leave out of patrol are getting to.

#the elf talks #mha #mha dabi #bnha #izuku midoriya #touya todoroki #Himiko toga #Mezou shouji #Dabi #do I need another au to drive me crazy?#nope but here we are #King of Theives AU

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lullabyes22-blog · 3 months

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lol I made this months ago and then forgot about it.

I was possessed with the urge to draw and then spat out two Sevilco children and they’ve just been sitting in my camera roll for like four months now

I forgot to give them proper names so now they just go by their stand ins: Gaia (left) and Atlas (right) (I had nothing better at the time :\). They’re twins and home how when fully grown managed to be taller than both of their parents XD

Gaia is seventeen minutes older than his brother but they have an inverses dynamic of Atlas being more protective of him. When he was a baby he was a straight up mama’s boy: he always wanted Sevika to hold him and would cry incessantly until she did so, when he learned to walk it turned into following her around like a little lion cub does its mother. An adolescent he was always eager to help Sevika with any task she required. Older he still sometimes seeks her approval. Funnily enough he takes after his father the most appearance wise, he’s very long and spindly. (He also has a knack for the political arena) For a while he wasn’t any taller than Jinx then one day he started his growth spurt and shot up to 6’4.

Atlas: ironically he looked a lot like Sevika but had a weird obsession with Jinx. He always wanted to be around her and loved her contraptions. Atlas was the child that did everything first, he stood up first, walked first, talked first. He would join his brother in following their mother around but sometimes broke off and would follow around Silco. One of his favorite things to do was to sit on Silco’s lap and babble out to the rest of the office like he was conducting a very important meeting. Atlas has a bit more muscle packed onto him compared to his brother and when he become older could be found among brawlers. As an adult he dresses a lot like his father which sometimes misleads people into believing he can’t throw a punch, my god are they wrong. For a while he was the taller twin hitting his growth spurt early and standing at 6’1, but slow and stead won the race that around.

AAAAAAH DRAGONSHARK BBS :D

I love this so much<3

Look at these adorably murderous giants they've produced - and one is a straight up Mama's boy oh no poor Sevika with her little duckling following her around and wanting a puff of her cheroot T_T

Also dggdss "One of his favorite things to do was to sit on Silco’s lap and babble out to the rest of the office like he was conducting a very important meeting."

I can fully see Silco exploiting this. Like, someone walks in trying to enter a serious negotiation with him, and he's just prowling around with a baby in his arms, and the moment the argument gets heated and the kid starts sniffling, he glowers, "Now look what you did. You woke him up."

Sorry, deal's off. Find a less busy kingpin to pester.

#asks #arcane #arcane league of legends #arcane silco #arcane sevika #sevika #sevilco #silco x sevika #silco

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lillithhearts · 2 months

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Fanon vs Canon (of my Hazbin OCS bc I saw this trend of TikTok)

Linnette 💌

Fanon

uwu "Alastor protect me"

Silly comedic relief with no actual lore

Lucifers insignificant little "sister"

Alastors love interest and nothing else

Cutie patootie who wouldn't hurt a fly

Canon

Knew Alastor and his family far before he died and got in trouble with heaven for meddling with Humans

Knew most of the overlords casually on earth and in hell

Complex character that deals with survivors guilt and general guilt of mindless murder for eons

A high ranked serpah

Keeps secrets from people for her benefit

Low-key Throws her close friends under the bus for a advantage in the future

Complicated relationships with every big figures In hell

The frenemies with Vox and Linnette is so hard Istg

Delwyn ❄️

Fanon

Zestials cutesy wife

Spoiled brat

Gold digger

Annoying

Nagging

Cant defend herself what so ever

Canon

Arrogant

Massive superiority complex

Freezes her enemies as statues in her room

Sneaks herself to the top by stomping on the feet of people willing to help her

Brilliant Noble

Two faced AS FUCK

Very sweet to a very select few

Dolly 🪡

Fanon

Silly gf of Val and Vox

Can't do anything on her own

Needs Val and Vox to protect her

Let's Vox and Val treat her however they want

Innocent lil baby

Cutesy cottagecore seamstress

Canon

On equal footing with the Vees

Insane murderer

Little to no empathy

Almost purely bases your worth on what you can do to benefit her

Constantly uses her connections to get what she wants

She can and will turn you into a jacket

Extremely eerie and creepy

Very violent

Makes her needle pillows the people she hates

Owns her own silly lil tailor

THATS IT

low-key only made this because of @duckling-king because it's inspiring me sm like I love it sm ilysm pookie my handsome sweetie mookie wookie

#lilly rambles #hazbin ocs

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theanonymousclown · 2 years

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You guys really like my Randomized Talentswap so here’s the entirety of the THH cast! For those of you who don’t know, the basic gist is that literally everything is randomized- victims, Blackeneds, murder methods, motives, talents, and even roles in the story.

Click to view because tumblr fucking??? Nuked my quality???

Other posts in this AU are here, here, and here (The first two links have technical spoilers!) while the talents, personalities and roles are down below!

Edit: New post over here

Mondo Owada, the Ultimate Child Caretaker Assassin, the Main Character. He acts all aloof and mean but it’s hard to do when Chihiro and Makoto follow him around like ducklings.

Kiyotaka Ishimaru, the Ultimate Supreme Leader and Rival. His grandfather didn’t lose his position, and he and his father are next in line for his position. He keeps his rule-keeper personality.

Chihiro Fujisaki, the Ultimate Tennis Player. They wanted to be able to defend themself and picked up a sport, which was coincidentally the one with the cutest uniform.

Makoto Naegi, the Ultimate Butler. He’s pretty anxious about his talent, and he’s not sure he’s fit for the position, even though he tries to be the best he can. This is slightly exemplified by his clumsiness, which makes his job a lot harder.

Junko Enoshima, the Ultimate Swimmer. She’s always wearing the cutest swimsuits so she looks cute once she wins and gets victory photos.

Mukuro Ikusaba, the Ultimate Magician. She does a lot of slight of hand tricks, but she’s also pretty good with weapons and animals.

Sakura Ogami, the Ultimate Fanfic Writer. She’s super strong, but she’s really into writing long, well written fanfictions in her free time- when she’s not writing soft, fluffy oneshots.

Aoi Asahina, the Ultimate Yakusa and Traitor. She’s kind hearted but firm, and when push comes to shove she will stand her ground. Like Sukura in canon, she’s only the traitor through blackmail.

Yasuhiro Hagakure, the Ultimate ???/Detective. He acts dumb, but he’s actually curious and intelligent. He’s good at what he does, but before he remembers his talent he sorta does it all on autopilot.

Byakuya Togami, the Ultimate Animal Breeder. He breeds high class cats with proper breeding (read: Persians), but also has a really hard time staying unattached to the cats so they can be adopted.

Toko Fukawa, the Ultimate Entomologist and Helper Character. She’s pretty anxious around other people and prefers bugs. She has a terrarium as a backpack which contains only her beloved stinkbug, Kameko, but bugs really like her.

Kyoko Kirigiri, the Ultimate Writing Prodigy and Mastermind. She’s pretty quiet when it comes to talking to people, but she’s intelligent and has bizarre (and even concerning) information from looking it up for… writing.

Sayaka Maizono, the Ultimate Moral Compass. She’s pretty sweet, but she fights to get what she wants and doesn’t care who she hurts to keep the people she loves safe.

Hifumi Yamada, the Ultimate Photographer. He takes photos of street fashion (and cosplayers). He’s pretty nice, and is constantly talking to people about how interesting their fashion choices are and, if he receives permission, taking photos.

Celestia Ludenberg, the Ultimate Lucky Student and Helper Character. She has Komeada’s luck cycle. She doesn’t pretend she’s high class when she’s not, she’s actually admits to being pretty ordinary, but her luck has left her in possession of a large sum of money and she therefore dresses as she pleases.

Leon Kuwata, the Ultimate Makeup Artist. He was supposed to be the Ultimate Imposter, but I couldn’t find a way to make it work so he’s a Makeup Artist instead! He does punk makeup looks almost exclusively, but he’s pretty good at prosthetics and stage makeup.

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loststarphounix · 3 months

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How would a Soudam AU with both of them being the Mastermind/Ultimate Despair work?

Would one of them just brainwash the other into despair?

or would both of them love the concept of despair so much, they eventually would want to spread it to their classmates? 🤔

Sweet wrench….I have thought of this idea on and off for a while.

long post below!

Let’s see, CrazyNekoChan made a Mastermind!soudam on AO3 that I love, but it was MM!Gundham that brainwashed everyone including Kazuichi who was also the MM in the planning stages.

I love either one being the Mastermind because whoo! The power dynamics! My first watch of a silent play through (I didn’t have game consoles at the time rip) I was DREADING being Kazuichi being the MM but it would’ve been a genius move - the supposedly simp mechanic being so absorbed by a pretty girl; who would think he was a calculating murder mastermind behind this killing game?

But back to the question: my answer would be a little mixture of both HOWEVER it would depend on who is Ultimate Despair:

If it’s Gundham, he would want to make Kazuichi see the true depravity of humanity. He feels like his Ultimate talent has opened himself to the real state of the world and humanity and it is as horrible and unrepentant as he always knew it was. Making Kazuichi and his best friend/student Sonia see this truth is a mercy - for they will not be lead astray by these tainted humans any longer.

He of course experimented on a few first years - you can’t bake a cake without cracking a few eggs and he made a mess of several…dozen. But he was able to create the perfect program that was as humane as possible (note: that didn’t involve invasive surgery or injury). He found the Kamakura Program and used the lab and Izuru was freed in exchange for helping him.

Sonia was his first official start and well…something went slightly wrong. However, she came out of it 99.9% intact and has had her third eye opened s he counted it a success. With Kazuichi, he took his time. His vibrant hell flower was surprisingly resilient in the first stages.

But he learned after Sonia and it was most unfortunate that it took so long. He needed to take his time with his beloved and the end result was truly worth it.

He thinks of making his fellow classmates see the light as well, but the method is so difficult to do in a larger scale and Izuru was calculating months for it to be at that large of a scale. That was too long and he had the two important people in his life. He can destroy the world with three people. The others can be spared…for now.

Now! If it was Kazuichi, he would’ve had production done for large scale projects much faster.

He would see the bigger picture, like Junko, and wanted his friends to be apart of this. He finds Izuru and promises him freedom and an obedient slave (Nagito) in return for his help which make Izuru help only because it’s Nagito. He experimented on Fuyuhiko’s little sister and that other reserve course student first, but sadly the other student killed Nazumi before she could be completely turned to Despair.

He made sure the test subject suffer before Fuyuhiko killed her. He was also furthering his experimentation by introducing it to certain individuals via drink, food or airborne. Granted, he’s not the Ultimate Chemist, but Izuru has been a real help!

But his most important task, was getting Gundham, Akane and Chiaki. Sonia would follow Gundham and Chiaki like a duckling - she’d only be perfect as a money and material distributor. Akane and Chiaki were his sisters basically and he needed their loyalty.

And for Gundham…well. Love makes people want that special someone close at hand. And Gundham was closer - even if that was because he had him chained downed for his special version of the formula.

It was a shame about Chiaki, but losing her made the Despair so much sweeter as he lamented her loss. Oh well. Some things are truly not to be it seemed. But he had the rest of his class to get together and administer the final step. And poor Gundham needed extra attention. Chiaki’s body can be handled later.

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