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soapyghostie · 2 months

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I love all these slasher posts✨ especially the Sawyer brothers ones ❤ can you do one where when sleeping on their bed their S/O literally falls off in the middle of their sleep and what their reactions will be?😭 idk why i feel like that would be hilarious <3

Here’s the request I promised y’all earlier. Another one that’s been in my inbox for months. Enjoy!

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba is a heavy sleeper: working all those long hard hours in that Texas heat results in extreme exhaustion for him by the end of the day. Once Bubba is asleep, he initially doesn’t even notice when you, unknowingly due to you also being asleep, roll off the bed onto the floor.

When he eventually wakes up and feels that your side of the bed is empty, Bubba panics through squeals of distress, thinking something terrible has happened to you. He’ll scramble out of bed to end up finding you fast asleep on the floor. This makes Bubba feel so much better, knowing you're okay. However, sleeping on the floor just won’t due and he must get you back on the comfy bed so you can get more comfortable rest.

Bubba bends down to pick your sleeping form off of the floor and back onto the bed. Then he rearranges the bed around you, ensuring there’s plenty of space between the both of you (just in case he accidentally pumps you off), fashioning a makeshift barrier of pillows to prevent you from rolling off. Bubba will also wrap your sleeping form in one of his homemade blankets he crafted in his freetime when doing one of his “hobbies.”

When he’s satisfied with tucking you back in, Bubba will crawl back into bed and drape an arm around your figure to secure you from rolling off the bed again. From that night forward, Bubba will train himself to become a light sleeper, allowing him to become subconsciously aware of your movements to prevent you from falling off the bed again.

Nubbins Sawyer

Nubbins would initially sleep through your unfortunate sequence of events of you falling off the bed until he hears a loud thump. He’ll wake up to the sound, sitting up abruptly, blinking in confusion before realizing you're nowhere on the bed anymore and breaking into a mischievous grin.

Nubbins will pull out his camera and start taking pictures of your limp sleeping form twisted in the weirdest and uncomfortable sleeping possible you’d ever see. Once he had his fun, he’ll shake you awake as hard as he can, ending with you probably getting angry at him and chewing him out for waking you up. When you realize you are laying on the floor, Nubbins will most likely start teasing you with playful remarks, joking about your “gravity-defying escape” from the bed.

However, underneath the playful banter, Nubbins is genuinely worried about you, checking to make sure you didn’t hurt yourself on the way down to the floor. He’ll even offer to help you get back onto the bed. Nubbins will also use this opportunity to recount some bizarre bedtime stories of his brothers to lighten up the mood, helping you forget the initial embarrassment of your fall. His laughter will echo through the room as he regales you with tales of sleepwalking or bed-flipping mishaps from his experiences.

Once you're all tucked in, Nubbins will settle back into bed, cuddling up to you with a twinkle in his eye and that goofy grin he always has, ready to take more peculiar adventures with you tomorrow.

ChopTop Sawyer

ChopTop jolts awake to the sound of your body hitting the floor almost immediately, his wild hair standing on head as he assesses the situation. When he realizes you fell off the bed, rather than showing immediate concern, ChopTop will burst into a fit of laughter, finding the situation highly amusing and entertaining.

You’ll wake up to him right next to you poking you. Once ChopTop notices that you're awake, he’ll start teasing the hell out of you, making crude dark and twisted jokes. He’s trying to push you over the edge to try and get a reaction out of you. It’s like him encouraging you to punch him at this point: I wouldn’t blame you if you did though.

Deep down, he would be worried about you. ChopTop checks you for any bruises or injuries while making more jokes showing both concern and amusement. He’s really trying to hide that softer side of himself that he has for you. He needs to be manly and not all soft and mushy like a little girl. God Damnit (Y/N)!

Once he knows you're alright and don’t have any sort of injury, ChopTop will go back to his normal self and brush off any sort of concern he had for you. He’ll even suggest turning the accident into a funny story, weaving a narrative about the legendary “bed diver” in his signature storytelling style. His laughter lingers in the air as he gently helps you back up into the bed. Is that a hint of nervousness that I hear in that laugh ChopTop? As you both settle back down, he will continue to try and entertain you with bizarre anecdotes and offbeat humor as he wraps a protective arm around you as you fall soundly to sleep. wink

#slashers #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dead by deadlight #dead by daylight #tcm #texas chainsaw massacre #bubba sawyer #bubba sawyer x reader #nubbins sawyer #nubbins sawyer x reader #chop top sawyer x reader #chop top sawyer #sophi ghostie writes

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milequaritchsslut · 11 months

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𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 | 𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞

Summary: You loved the stars, everything about them amazed you, and he noticed that about you. Such a strange girl you were, but not to him.

Genre: Slow burn, Fluff, Angst, Friends to Lovers, Neteyam x Outcast Reader.

Warnings: Family issues, bullying, name calling, fluff, yelling, swearing, outcast reader

Word count: 3.8k

You sat on the bare earth, the dirt surrounding the crevices of your feet. It warmed you, the feeling of the tree roots poking through the ground to touch your feet. The smell of grass and moss filled your senses, it was such a welcoming smell, it welcomed you to sit in it, lending you a friend while you sat alone. The forest’s bioluminescence lit up your view of what was in front of you, letting your vision become clear as you watched the stars. Calling your fascination with the them was an understatement to say the least, it was your hobby to look at them and count each and every one until your head began to hurt. They captivated your interest, causing you to never stop looking a them. The night was your favorite time, it was the only time you could fuel your obsession, but your family wasn’t much help with that. They saw you as strange, a strange girl is what they called you. They’d make fun of it, “that’s such a silly thing to like” “they aren’t that cool” “well you’ll never get to touch them anyways”, it saddened you they felt that way about something you were so passionate about. But they always reminded you of how they cared for you, “We still love you, we just think it’s silly”. They thought you should focus on what there was information about, focus on what “Ewya gave us”. Of course you were grateful for everything you were given by the great mother, but it was just something so alluring about something your people knew hardly anything about.

You often laid out on the mossed flooring at night, appreciating the sparkling dots in the sky, drawing shapes connecting them with your hands. Your mother had caught you a few times, but you had just told her you had been sleepwalking again. She’d quickly usher you inside the hut, trying to warm you up, telling you how dangerous it is being out so late. But you reminded her about how you could fend for yourself, you were almost done with your right of passage, and that she had nothing to worry about. She would just shake her head and roll her eyes at your sillyness, that’s what she called it. You were such a silly girl, head up in space too often. All they wanted was for you to stay grounded, remembering what Ewya had already given you.

Neteyam saw how they treated you, the way they made fun of your interests, and how the other kids your age did too. He hated it when they would call you names, or tell you about how boring they were. But he saw you, he liked how peculiar you were, but he didn’t think you were strange. He saw you for what you were, a passionate person, you just so happened to he passionate about the stars. He did see it as a little weird, about how much you were into it, but he’d never judge you for that.

Tonight he slipped out of his tent, to catch a glimpse of the night sky. He too wondered about what was so enticing about these things, his father had told him a little bit about them, but not enough for him to fully understand. His hut was pretty close to yours, so naturally he had caught you watching them. The moonlight had hit you at just the right place, you were naturally glowing, you looked beautiful. He was interested in you, and he wanted to do something about it, he had been admiring you for some time now, and this was the perfect chance to catch you. “Y/n?” He asked, walking towards you. Catching you off guard, you jumped a bit. He chuckled at that, you were so into your own world, you didn’t even realize you were in this one.

You looked back, confused on why the chiefs son was talking to you of all Na’vi. After a second or two you went back to gazing, ignoring him, thinking he would just make fun of you like all the other kids. He noticed immediately how you ignored him, but that didn’t stop him, he continued on with his mission. He sat next to you, just a few inches away, you tensed up a bit, waiting for him to start laughing and calling you names. Instead he just stayed there next to you, gazing upon your unique features instead of the stars. “Why are you looking at me?” Turning to gaze upon him now, he maintained eye contact as he spoke. “I want to know why you enjoy the stars so much” his eyes were filled with curiosity, he knew little to nothing about you. Only the rumors the village kids had made about you, and your name. His answer surprised you at first, but soon you convinced yourself he was just trying to make fun of you.

You looked away again, turning your gaze to the hazel colored ground, wiggling your toes deeper into the dirt. “Because we know nothing about them” looking back up to the stars, your view was soon changed as the boy next to you got an idea. “Do you want to learn more about them?” Looking for an answer in your eyes, though he already knew it. “Of course I do, why?” Now curious on what he was hinting at. “My fathers friends have books about them, I can show you some if you want” your eyes widened almost immediately, and your ears perked up at his words. A smile formed on your sapphire skin, and a blush tinting on your cheeks. You lit up right away, as if he had turned a switch on inside of you. “Really?” Still a bit hesitate on if he was lying or not, but your suspicions were turned false at the way he nodded almost instantly.

“I can bring you there tomorrow if you’d like” His voice was so sweet, he was so generous to you, though you just met. His words dripped with sincerity as he spoke, it was a breath of fresh air for you, nobody had been so caring in awhile. He knew that, that’s part of the reason he was being so sweet, he could tell you were lonely. He never saw you talking to any other of the Na’vi your age, you were always walking by yourself, humming or singing a tune. He had recognized the song you would normally hum through the village, it was one his clan was known for. He liked how real you were, you weren’t rude or agonizing to be around. You were nothing like the kids his age, and he liked that. You were something new he could experience and cherish.

It was hard for him to make friends, they usually just used him for his title. “Toruk Maktos Eldest Son” was all they saw in him, they weren’t real friends. He found himself only spending time with his siblings and spider, and he was happy with that. But he did long for something new, someone who could understand him on a deeper level. A friend he could always count on, or maybe something more. Maybe you could be that?

“Yes I would love to!” Excited, your smile somehow grew even more then it already was. You were gleaming with admiration, the sides of your mouth upturning. “I must warn you though, his friends are sky people”. You quickly tried to analyze on if you should go or not, but you immediately agreed, going on about how it didn’t matter that much. That astonished him to say the least, all Na’vi hated sky people, but you didn’t? It was bit questionable, but it didn’t really matter to him, as long as he got to spend time with you. “Will you be going to bed soon?” He asked, glancing up at the moon before turning back to you again. “I might sleep out here” head tilting slightly as you watched the stars, you were currently trying to draw a triangle in between two of them. “Are you sure? It’s getting a bit cold y/n” his voice lowered into a bit of a worried tone, as if you were gonna freeze tonight. “I’ll be alright, I do this all the time” you seemed pretty confident in that statement, but not very good at convincing him. He stood up before you could even say another word, and headed for his tent. Your eyebrows winced in confusion, had you scared him off maybe?

Maybe he finally became weirded out like everyone else. This wasn’t an abnormal situation, people tried to talk to you sometimes, but you eventually scared them off unknowingly. You had become quite numb to rejection, so this didn’t surprise you much. So you went back to gazing, a sigh leaving your lips before you let the dusk breeze flow through you. He was right, it was getting a bit cold, maybe you should go back home?

Before another thought could be made, a gust of wind blew at you, and a pile of something landed next to you. Looking up, you saw wonder boy looking down at you and smiling, his eyes were so warm, he was welcoming to you. “I brought you some blankets, in case you get cold star girl” the nickname caught you off guard, you’d never heard it before. “Star girl?” Looking down at the blankets as you thanked him for them, they were soft, softer than any you’d had at your own home. “You don’t like it?” Hoping you did, since he thought it was an adorable name for an adoring girl like you. “It’s alright” shrugging at him slightly, he did the same and sat back next to you. He grabbed one of the blankets and scooted a bit closer as he wrapped it around himself.

He began joining you in your activity, watching the stars move little by little as the planet moved in orbit. His arms wrapped around his knees, holding his legs to his chest. You two didn’t talk much, and you liked that, it was calming. All that could be heard was the rushing of a nearby river, and the occasional squeak from the forest creatures. The blanket was warm, mellowing into your skin. The sky was midnight black, the solar system showing completely. The planets were a variety of colors, lilac, swirls of blue and lavender mixed in. It was a radiant sight, even though you saw it so often. It never failed to amaze you, it seemed the nights repeated themselves, showing you the same scene every dusk.

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“How far is it?” Wondering where he was taking you, you knew little to nothing about the sky people. Only the stories your people told you, they were monsters and the fact you were meeting one caused goosebumps to appear on your dark skin. “We’re here star girl” pushing a branch out of the way so you could see their base. It was a large building, made of steel, mostly gray and white. “RDA” was titled on the front of it, with other words you didn’t quite know next to them. There were windows on the sides, you could see little humans walking around on the inside. There were steps at the front of the door, it was exceptionally large for such little humans. Moving closer, you followed behind him, a bit uncertain on if you should go through with this or not. Looking back at you, he noticed your uncertainty and reminded you they could do no harm. You nodded back, and continued on with your expedition.

He knocked on the short little door, having to kneel to get onto its level. After a minute or two, the door quickly opened, it was a small human boy. He had Na’vi clothing on, and dreads on his head. You had seen him around the village a few times, but you never bothered to learn about him. He had a strange mask covering his face, it had fogged up on the glass of it. His eyes connected with yours, looking up at you as Neteyam knelt next to you. “What’s up Spider” Smiling at the young Na’vi boy, he smiled back excited to see his friend. “What’s up man” They made a weird signal with their hands, it wasn’t normal to you, maybe it was a human thing. “Wanna come in?” Moving to the side to let you both in. He nodded, signaling you to come with him. As you knelt down to enter the strange space, the air became heavy, and you gave Neteyam a worried look. He quickly grabbed two of the masks the human boy had and handed you one. “What do I do with this?” Dangling the mask in your hands, trying to figure it out how to put it on.

He came closer, grabbing the mask out of your hands. He placed it on your bare face, wrapping a string on the back of your scalp. Once it was attached to your face he quickly pressed a button, and you inhaled, smiling at him once you could breathe again. He smiled at you, a blush tinting on his cheeks, you noticed but decided not to mention it. “What’s your name?” The human boy asked. “Y/n, you are spider right?” Spider gave Neteyam a weird look, becoming a bit weirded out. “What dude?” He lowered his voice to whisper, as if you weren’t right next to them. “Isn’t she the village freak?” “Bro” he glared at him, and pushed him out of the way to find Norm. You walked past him, annoyed that he was being so rude.

You saw Neteyam talking to a male scientist, he had human clothes on, and looked a bit nerdy. As you watched them converse you caught the human looking at you. Averting your gaze, you looked around the lab instead, it was a bit of a mess, there were tons of tables, and thousands of human materials. Tubes of weird liquids were stacked on them, and it reeked of sky people here. There were a few other humans, they were tiny, the size of Na’vi children. You played around with your mask, twiddling with the straps and the buttons on it, trying to figure out how it worked. Spider stood next to you, but making sure to maintain his distance from the village freak.

“Y/n come over!” Moving his hands to usher you next to him, you instantly walked over, coming to stand with him while looking down at the human. “Ngenga tsam to txìng about stars? (So you want to learn about the stars?)” He asked, your eyes became confused on how fluent he was in your language, it was like it was his first language or something. “Moe are sìltsan at na’vi (you are good at Na’vi)” he smiled at that, you hadn’t expected that. “Oe tstxo is Norm. (My name is Norm)” he lent out a hand, you took it as he shook yours, you smiled at him. “We have some books about them, but their all in English if that’s ok?” He walked over to a tall white shelf, a variety of colorful books stacked on it.

He ran his fingers through them, till he stopped on a blue one. He grabbed it off the shelf and walked over to you. “Here, this one explains the constellations and stuff” he handed it to you, you looked at him strange as he used that unfamiliar word. “I do not know the sky people’s language Neteyam” looking to him, a frown began to form on your face. This was your only way of learning more, and the only obstacle was your language. He grinned at you, and took the book flipping through it. “I will read it to you star girl” he handed it back to you, his finger brushing past yours. You blushed at the sudden touch, his hands were very soft. It seemed he took care of his hygiene, he looked very clean so that wasn’t a surprise. “I don’t want to trouble you” “I want to help you star girl” you blushed again, your cheeks becoming a dark purple. You nodded in response, sending him a small smile. “We can start reading it now if you’d like?” He began walking towards the exit as he thanked Norm and said his goodbyes.

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You two splayed out on the grass, a fire burning close by so he could read the lengthy pages to you. “You ready?” He asked, propping his head on his hand, turned to face you. You nodded back, as he began to flip to the first page. “Chapter one, background information and Observational hints” he began, he seemed to flip through the pages with ease, the words rolled off his tongue so effortlessly. You soaked in every sentence he spoke to you, you were so eager to learn more you couldn’t help but ask him questions after every section he read. He just chuckled when you apologized for asking him so much, when he too didn’t know much. “It is ok star girl” he reminded, he loved hearing you become to interested in what he told you, he relished in the sound of your voice. You amazed him the more he spent time with you, you were such an interesting character.

“The zodiac constellations lie in a band along the ecliptic that is best viewed when due south of you. The zodiac constellations are helpful in locating planets in the night sky since the planets wander in the zone of the zodiac” he spoke, looking up to you to see if you would ask another question. And of course you did “How many zodiacs are there?” Making eye contact with him, your eyes curious as you gazed upon him. “Hmm, I’m not sure. I think maybe 11 or so” he proposed, sending you a smile. His eyes seemed to sparkle from the crackling fire.

His golden orbs had been turned into a light yellow, with speckles of gold thrown in. He kept on reading to you, and after every sentence he gave you time to think and prepare a question. You shot him hundreds by the time his eyes were beginning to droop. “Are you getting tired Neteyam?” You asked, placing your hand on the book to lower it to the ground. “I am-“ he yawned. “I am fine star girl” he lied to you, covering his yawn up almost immediately. “Mhm…” you teased, quickly you grabbed the book from his hands and held it in your own. “I’ll see you tomorrow Neteyam” You spoke, standing up and placing the fire out. “Wait!” He yelped, rapidly running to meet you. “Let me walk you home” he grabbed the book out of your hands and told you to lead the way.

Walking down the trail to the huts, the wind blew through your hair effortlessly. It tickled at your tail, causing it to sway left and right and hit Neteyam a few times. “Sorry” you mumbled, blush tinting your cheeks. He blushed just the same, your tail had rubbed against the side of his thigh a few hundred times since the both of you started walking, but he didn’t mind it one bit. “It’s fine star girl” he smiled at you, reaching your hut he opened the flap. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning star girl” he nodded to you, as he walked out.

He’d never tell anyone but his heart was beating out of this poor boys chest. He felt as if he was gonna pass out, he was always overly flustered around you. He had never felt this way about any other Na’vi ever in his life, this was a new feeling for him, and he loved it. He wanted more of you by ever passing second, every hour he wanted another taste of your voice. You were so unique in his eyes, so enticing, he wanted to scoop you up and tell you how much you meant to him. You had turned something inside of him, and he wanted you to do it more.

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He knocked on the hard wood of your families hut, his hands coming into connect with the strong surface. Your eyes abruptly opened instantly, you hadn’t realized how late you AHD slept and scurried to meet him. “Sorry Net, I must’ve overslept” you began to trial off, but he quickly cut you off. “It’s ok y/n, I don’t mind waiting” he sent a warm smile to you right after, as he held the book to your gaze. “Do you wanna read? Or something else?” He asked, hinting he had something else planned for you. “We can do something else” playing along with him, you met his gaze slowly. “My brother invited me out today, do you wanna come?” His chest was twisting and turning inside of him, as he tried his best to play it cool. “That sounds like fun”.

…

“Dude why’d you invite her?” Lo’ak asked his brother, watching you play with Tuk as you laughed along with her. Neteyam stood strong next to his younger brother, his arms crossed. “Your an outcast too bro, don’t try to act like you aren’t just like her” he shot back, glaring at his brother. “Whatever” he walked away, annoyed with how his brother was taking your side. He was his younger brother for god sakes, you would never compare to their relationship. You continued on with playing with Tuk, as she told you about how much fun you were. “You should always hang out with us!” She exclaimed, continuing on with trying to catch you. Lo’ak stormed off right past you, leaving a dark musty aura to splay around the group. “Did something happen Net?” You asked, hinting at how mad Lo’ak was. “He’s just being annoying don’t worry about it” reassuring you, he started to play with Tuk as-well, running after her as you joined him. “I’m gonna get you Tuk!” He yelled, running closer and closer to her. “We’re gonna eat you Tuk-Tuk!” You added, as you threw your hands up like a monster. “Eeek!” She screamed, trying to get away from the monsters chasing after her.

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“Neteyam would you wanna have dinner with my family tonight?” Your hands running through the grass while you laid on your stomach. It had been a few months since you had started hanging out with the chiefs son. Your on your fourth book now, going through them in a flash everyday. He’s considered your best friend now, when your not with each other your either sleeping or out training. You found yourself wanting to be by him more and more everyday, sneaking in ‘accidental’ touches in every now and then. You had fallen for him, he took an interest in you. That was rare for you, people didn’t talk to you unless they needed something to laugh at. He was different from the other kids your age, he was kind. He’s sat next to you, watching whatever your doing with the grass. He turned his attention to you face as you spoke, “yeah I’d like that” he smiled at the thought, his heart warming slightly.

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tethered-heartstrings · 7 months

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people who entirely blame jack for what happened with will didn't watch the same show. as the audience, we see that will isn't sleeping, and that hannibal lied about his stability, and will's blackouts and sleepwalking. we are an outside observer privy to information other characters don't see. jack only knows what is told to him, he can't read minds. he can't know how bad will is doing if will doesn't tell him. he trusts will is a grown adult who will take care of himself. a socially and professionally trusted and admired medical professional tells jack that will is fine! what reason does jack have to not believe that will is capable to not only do his job but make the sound decision to stay or go. why is jack the bad guy here?

and regarding will getting arrested, ALL the evidence was against him. he had no memory and no alibi for the murders he was being convicted of. he was at sutcliffe's office when he was murdered, after hours, when no one else (supposedly) was there. he was the last person to see georgia alive. he knew he went to minnesota with abigail and came back without her, no memory of leaving but the hallucination of having killed her. he threw up her ear. flesh and bone and hair of every victim was woven into his lures, a hobby that everyone knew he had. what exactly was jack supposed to think? was he supposed to ignore evidence? it would be against all logic and common sense to just assume will was innocent. even will doubted his own innocence. ofc we, the audience, knew he wasn't guilty, but jack can't see what we see. he even risked his career, against his better judgment, to help will. he had no reason to, but he cares about will. he cares about him a lot, and a lot more than people give him credit for.

jack cared about will deeply, saw him as a friend, for the entire show. giving him the benefit of the doubt up until the very end. the confidence he has that will is a good and trustworthy person in the last episode gets him mocked for "not seeing will as he truly was" but when he assumes will is a killer in s1 people also get mad at him for not having *enough* confidence in will. which is it?

jack is a good agent, a good friend, and did what he could given the tools he had to do his job. he can't help people who refuse his help (aka will), he can only try so much.

and hannibal is a master manipulator. he played every single character on that show and had them convinced he was normal and safe, sometimes for years. every single person who outright blames jack for everything got as manipulated by hannibal as jack did! because hannibal planted distrust between will and jack, and with the audience and jack. if you think jack is the problem, congratulations, you got played by the villain of the show.

#jack crawford #will graham #hannibal lecter #hannibal #hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #had this drafted since july lmao #the speaking clown #this is a pro jack blog #and before anyone makes acab jokes. maybe don't compare a fictional character to irl cops that systematically harm and kill innocent people #in real life and do so repeatedly and brutally and get away with it on paid leave #the scene where freddie lounds gets roughly handcuffed and mandhandled IS inappropriate but DOES NOT compare to #the heinous acts of real life cops

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olivyh · 1 year

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You’re Safe Here

A/N: Sorry for the improptu hiatuses! I'm currently struggling with a housing issue so most of my energy has been put into that! It's been a rough couple of weeks since I returned from London so I wrote this little tidbit to cheer me up! I enjoy all the time I get to write, though, and they lift my mood so much so a huge thank you to everyone for all the support even when I'm not active :) Out of all the brothers, Lucifer is the one who I could see most as my own older brother (even though both of mine are nothing like him), and I have found a lot of comfort in that since I started playing the game. Because of that, this fic is probably one of the many brother! luci fics that I'm gonna write

Lucifer's head felt as though it were going to split in two from the migraine that had been building up all day. Meeting after meeting, he could barely find the time to eat a quick snack or drink a sip of water (which he often hesitated to tell his younger pbrothers, knowing all too well they would take the situation into thier own hands and, without meaning to, would make matters much worse than if he'd just handled things on his own). Once he finally found time to settle down at dinner, his hands were shaking so badly from the exhaustion he had to simply pack his meal away (somehow avoiding suspicions from the other residents of the House of Lamentation, minus his sixth youngest brother, who shot him a worried glance from across the table). In his office he was greeted with a stack of paperwork so high he began to question how Barbatos managed to sneak the whole stack in without any of it falling down or alerting Cerberus to the sudden intrustion.

By the time he finished the stack, it was already late into the night. The inky black of the Devildom's night sky seemed to silence the world outside of the sins' safe haven (the darkness being one he believed he could never get used to, no matter how many centuries would pass). It was far too dark, even for the beings who could see in the dark, only broken by purple and golden stars that flickered and shone down upon the residents. If he strained his pointed ears he could make out the vague sounds from the house; faint music from Levi's room, with a shout here or there; Mammon's snoring (which he could hear even from the other side of the house, a feat which he would never not be impressed by); a thud from Beel followed by faint crunches and the rustling of wrappers; another thud followed by a soft groan, likely Belphegor sleepwalking once more and being lifted by his twin to return to their shared room; the only brothers of his who he couldn't hear were Asmodeus and Satan, the former likely getting his 'beauty sleep' and the latter likely silently reading (a hobby which Lucifer appreciated for the lack of noise and the distraction it gave his mischevious younger brother).

The demon sighed, loosening his tie and folding it on his desk, standing and stretching his arms above his head. The bones cracking along his spine and joints seem to relieve some of that tension. He heaves a sigh, finally releasing the breath that had been held prisoner in his lungs from the moment he woke up- an anxiety he was far too used to dealing with. He swallows briefly, the dryness of his mouth and throat making it a near impossible task. Had he had any water that day? He recalled taking a sip or two at dinner, however...

Shrugging off his vest, he folds it over the back of his office chair and begins his trip to the kitchen. Lucifer doesn't bother turning on the lights- even if he couldn't see in the dark, he knew this house better than the back of his own calloused and scarred hand. Each hall and hidden passageway was mapped in the back of his mind at all times. Every dent in the corners and tears in the wallpaper from his brothers and their fights, some of them he hadn't bothered to fix due to the memories they held.

His favorites were the ones which his brothers had made, like the dent in the wall from when Mammon, upon the first decade of the Fall, had decided it would be fun to ram his horns into the wall to see if they would stick (and they did, they all learned, after having to pry the demon out of the heavy stone behind the wallpaper); Or the lipstick stains that Asmo had drunkenly left on the wall around the large mirror that hung in the hallway.;The small dents left in the floorboards from Beel dropping one of his weights, or the chip in the tiles of the bathroom from when Belphie fell and smashed a tile with one of his horns, the outline of a book that Satan threw into the wall after a particularly horrible ending, and the carving of a strange symbol into the florboards from a bored Levi- all of them held stories of his brothers being themselves, not simply the embodyments of the sins.

The one he adored most was one in a storage room in the back of the house, one everyone (aside from Lucifer) hardly visited. Early in their new lives, they had all attempted to repaint a small portion of the house. It was chaotic, yes, and they ended up painting anything but the walls. During the last moments, his brothers all decided to leave their handprints on the wall.

Lucifer wasn't sure if they remembered it was there, but he knew it all too well (and he had placed a spell on it to ensure it's survival, no matter what happened to that portion of the house- neither fire nor flood could wash those handprints away).

He was surely too sentimental for a demon.

A part of him wished to have something of his younger sister on the wall as well, a handprint of her own to markwhat was now their home for the rest of their lives.

Another part considered asking the human who lived with them to add theirs- knowing of their fleeting existence and wanting a permanent reminder of them.

It pained him deeply to think about, the human who he started to see as a younger sibling. Not a replacement for who was gone, no, but an addition. Just as Satan became an addition all those centuries ago, they had wormed themselves into the family as well.

Eight siblings, he pondered most nights, the thought warming the heart he believed to have lost during the war, the heart he had locked away swelling in content (whether of his own accord or due to the nature of his sin, he truthfully did not know). For reasons unbeknownst to him, his hardened persona had softened to them and their bright smile. He knew it would be futile to resist it, so he had slowly started treating them like a sibling. Scolding them and one of his brothers when the had done something stupid, diligently ensuring that they were sae whenever they left the house, saving them a little extra food during dinner so they wouldn't go hungry (even when they insisted they were alright).

How could a creature, so susceptible to the gaping maw of time, make him, the most powerful of all his brothers and feared by most (if not all), a being who could flatten entire civilizations with a snap of his fingers if he so wished, turn into such a fool?

Perhaps he was weakening with time, or he was simply too worn from his brothers to notice how they became a part o fhis family, how they became someone he wanted to protect.

He was so lost in his thoughts that, by the time he'd arrived to the kitchen, Beel was already back for round two of his bedtime snack.

"Beelzebub," Lucifer chides, deep voice breaking the peaceful silence of the night (if the clinking of jars and opening of cabinets had not broken it enough). "We'll barely have enough for breakfast at this rate," His younger brother simpered for a moment, smiling innocently and scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"I know," The redhead mutters. "Sorry." Lucifer feels his eyes on the back of his head as he reaches into the cabinets, grabbing a glass and promptly filling it. "Lucifer?"

"Yes?" The man takes a sip of the chilled water, sighing softly at how different he felt from the simple action alone.

"Can you check in on Mc?" His brother's voice dips softly, as though he was worried they were listening to the conversation. It was unlikely, despite the proximity of their room to the kitchen. "I... their room smelled... salty, like tears."

"Tears?" The older man paused, turning his attention fully to his brother, pointed tips of his ears turned to the sky as they were piqued in concern.

"I tried checking in on them but they told me they were okay..." Beel looks away guiltily, biting the corner of his lip with one of his fangs until it nearly bled. "I asked again but..."

"They told you to leave?" The black-haired man mutters in disbelief. His human... no, their human... would never turn one of the brothers away. The thought formed a lump in his throat as he sat up a little straighter, nodding towards the glutton. "I'll check on them. Thank you," Beel nods, bidding his eldest brother goodnight as he leaves the kitchen.

Lucifer looks down to his water hopelessly, watching his darkened expression swim in the glass. Sighing, he dumps the rest down the drain before grabbing a second glass, filling it and making his way out of the kitchen.

To his dismay, Beelzebub was right. Lucifer could hear faint sniffles from the other side of the door, a sound which brought him physical pain in the center of his chest as his stomach clenches painfully. Swallowing thickly, he raps his knuckles on the back of the door.

"Mc, it's me," He murmurs against the oak door. "May I enter?"

When he gets no response aside from a soft shuffling of fabric from the other side, he allows himself entry. Mc is nothing more than a pile of soft blankets and pillows piled atop their bed. He slowly walks closer to them, placing the water on their desk and taking a seat on the edge of the bed, watching as their form trembles beneath the layers.

"Mc," He whispers, gingerly placing his hand on the blanket atop the pile (It was Belphie's, he recalled. One of the youngest's favorites). "I ask that you remove yourself from there, it cannot be easy to breathe under all of that and I will not allow you to do anything detrimental to your health in such a way." He knew he sounded harsh, the end of his words holding a bite that was reserved for scoldings and sighs of annoyance. He reprimands himself for that fact. Their response is a heartbroken sob, one that send a pang so sharp through his chest that he was certain he had just been struck by one of his heavenly brothers once more. His mind is muddled, memories of comforting his brothers and sister during times like these flashing through his mind.

As though subconsciously, he lifts the edge of the blanket, smiling softly when their tear-streaked face framed by soaked hair that clings to their skin meets his own. Their wide-eyed, anguished expression is nearly enough to make him falter in his steps. In their time in the Devildom, he had forgotton how young the human truly was in compared to them. Despite their magical strength and resilience in the harsh environment they were thrown in, they were still such a small thing in the world of demons and angels and sorcerers, so inexperienced in the cruel world Lucifer and the others had grown accostumed to.

He mentally berated himself for forgetting such a thing, for this moment to be the one to bring him to the reality of their existence. They were quite generous, weren't they? To spend their very few years in the land which most humans would pray they never caught a glimpse of.

Generous, and oh so strong.

He should have guessed that strength came with their moments of vulnerability, should have planned for this moment.

"L-Luci?" Their voice shakes from the heaving of their breaths between hiccups and sobs (how long have they been like this? Lucifer thinks bitterly).

"Yes, it's me, little lamb," He murmurs.

"I-I-" Their voice breaks into more sobs as they bury their face into a plush pillow, alrerady damped from ters from who-knows-how-long-ago. He runs his hand over thier forehead, wiping their tears with his thumb as he hushes them softly. Lucifer feels the harsh retaliation of his sin, clawing away at it's confines at the display tenderness that it despises so much.

"It's alright, you don't have to speak to me if you don't wish to," The demon moves the blanket away from their face, allowing them to catch a quick breath. "However, I will be staying here." They hum an affirmation as their sobbing resumes. "May I hold you?" His soft voice is met with another weak nod as he shifts them into his arms, cradling their head into the crook of his neck as he rocks softly. Their tears seep into his collar as he rubs his free hand along their side.

"Everything is going to be okay, Mc," He mumbles into their hair, pushing back some stray tears once their sorrow is reduced to hiccups and short breaths. "I'm here."

"I-I-I'm so sor-so sorry," They mumble into his collar.

"No need to apologize," He quickly hushes them with another soft swipe of his thumb over their features. "It's not healthy to hold back tears." He understands the irony of his words, he didn't know the last time he has cried in that way, or any way, for that matter. If they hear the strain in his voice, they don't comment on it, only choosing to nestle their face further into his tear-soaked shirt. Their shaking shoulders don't cease, despite their breathing getting slower and more controlled.

He reaches over gingerly, grabbing Belphie's blanket from the top of the stack and wrapping it around their trembling form, resuming the rocking once he's finished.

"Would you like some water?" He asks softly. They shake their head, making the man frown. He was well aware that humans needed to stay hydrated after events such as these, however... he didn't want to push their limits in their fragile state. He makes a mental note to give them the big glass at breakfast in the morning rather than the smaller glass they normally choose. When their sniffles return, adding on to the air of distress around the human he and his brothers adored so, he resumed his rocking.

The demon began to hum a soft song, one that drifted in the slightly chilly air of the bedroom (has it always been this cold?) and rested on the flowers above their bed. It was an old song, even older than what the humans would consider ancient, in a language weaved from light and the prayers from below, a solemn psalm only known to those granted the right to be born in the skies. He was shocked that he'd kept that privilege after the Fall.

Not that any of the brothers still used it, as the undulating sounds and breathless whispers between the words spoke of memories they all would rather not taint with the consequences of their rebellion.

The song, however, was still held deep within their hearts. It was a lullaby for cherubs, for freshly created beings unsure of the roles they were given. A pathway to a silent sleep filled with dreams of purple clouds and golden stars.

Lucifer felt a wave of deja vu, a flash of warmth and sunlight, the shadow of a small angel in his folded arms, her soft snores the harmony to his music.

"When my brothers and I were first created," He murmurs against their forehead, feeling the deep need to express the pressure within his chest. "We would have lots of nights like these," His voice is soft, reminescent of the times they had spent in the sun, flying amongst the clouds and telling each other stories of humans and angels alike until they would all fall asleep (mostly in Lucifer's room, which he didn't mind at all. In fact, he felt better knowing where they all were). "I cared for them just like this, cradled them in the same way I'm doing to you now."

He notices that their breathing had begun to even out, yet had not fallen into the steady rhythm of sleep.

Good, Lucifer thinks.

"They all had their own reasons. It was quite stressful in the Celestial Realm, despite what many humans believe and are told," He recalls the work that was provided for them, the countless days in and out of carefully treading around the rules and guidelines set by their Father. Questions left unanswered out of the fear of sin, every move perfectly calculated and planned so as to not make any slight mistakes.

They were created for one purpose, and it was expected of them to fulfill those perfectly.

"It went the same every time," He sighs. "Levi would be the hardest to coax out of his room, and I was lucky if Mammon spoke one word to me when he got upset," He remembered sitting outside of Leviathan's door for hours on end, sitting cross-legged on the floor and completing his work there until he heard his younger brother's sniffles cease and he would open the door for the older brother; Mammon curled up, refusing to face Lucifer while he wailed into his pillows. Lucifer remembered how hopeless he felt, left only to rub the younger's back until he calmed down enough to fall asleep. "The others would come to me, which I never minded," The memory of Asmodeus, porcelain face tear-streaked and hair messy as he crawled into his brother's bed, weeping into his shoulder as Lucifer would pet his hair down; Beelzebub shyly asking Lucifer for a hug, and, the moment his brother's arms wrapped around the larger man's shoulders, the tears that would begin to flow; Belphegor, who wouldn't say a word as he came into Lucifer's room and curled under the blankets, hugging the eldest's arm to his chest like his life depended on it.

Lilith, who he would rock and hum to until her tears stopped flowing down her rounded face, holding his hand and playing with his fingers as the sun slowly rose above the clouds.

"I do wish you would tell us when you're hurt, or scared," The man sighs. "I- we truly care about you." The words felt like claws as they scrambled up his throat and out of his mouth. His heart seethed at the curse of his sin, at how agonizing expressing the simple fact was. Lucifer would prevail. "Beelzebub asked me to check on you. He was worried."

"I'm sorry," The human whispers, nearly a whine as their jaw quivers and eyebrows knit on their forehead. "I didn't mean to make you both worry."

"I am not telling you these things to make you apologize," He smiles softly, the lines around his face shifting in the candlelight that dimly illuminates the room. "These are simple facts. You are family to us now- even as a human. And even when you pass on-" The phrase gets lodged in his throat, their mortality was such a burdensome thought to all the brothers. He takes a breath, calming his thoughts. "We will still love you, angel or demon."

They stay silent, making Lucifer question their belief in his words. Did they truly not feel the same? All the laughter, all the joy and memories they'd created together- as a family- did they think he thought nothing of them still? Perhaps he should have made it more clear to them (if his brothers hadn't proven so enough times).

"I love you guys too," They whimper, silenced by a sniffle.

"Thank you," The man murmurs into the crown of their head, placing a small kiss on tha spot afterwards. "If there is truly anything wrong, tell us. We'll protect you, always," I'll protect you always, the small voice between his words said (what he couldn't say aloud, damn the curse of his sin).

"Promise?" Their human's voice was small, hopeful as they gazed up at him with wide, watery eyes- red and puffy from the tears. He always thought they looked too sweet, too innocent to be trapped in such a place. Up until recently he'd believed that to be true. He had changed that mindset in the past couple of years, having watched them grow into the powerful sorcerer they were today. However, looking into their eyes at this moment, he felt as though he couldn't be more wrong. Protect them, his mind screamed, perhaps the part that had remained angelic after the Fall.

"I promise." His rocking paused upon hearing their soft snores, peaceful as they nestled deeper into his chest. He casts a soft glance over to the clock, unwilling to let them go just yet and relishing in the warmth they offered (he told himself that humans tend to run warmer than demons, is all, opting to ignore the way his heart swelled at seeing their form curled against his own. "I'll protect you," He whispers, barely a sigh in the night air as he kicks off his shoes and lays down on the matress, pulling them closer to his form and hushing their whimpers and groans as they stir in their sleep.

"You're safe here."

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My good omen

John Doe x reader

Warnings: Stalking, mild paranoia and swearing. I'll still keep story light hearted

English isn't my spoken langue so there my be some grammatical errors, but I have tried my best to check them. I will do part two when I have time. Reader is gender neutral in story and there will be not any physical describing what read do look like.

I hope you like my story✌💗

Stalking

👁 When you did move in to Uncanny Valley and started to work at the gas station, you though you would live a normal peaceful life, get up early, go to work, come back home and repeat. Maybe start a new hobby? Until you began to notice small things chance in your home, things were moved while you were gone and personal stuff went missing, but they always retuned weirdly odd places, like you did find your dirty socks at fringe..."Really? have I been sleepwalking or something?"

Later at night you woke up at the loud noise coming outside of your building. Sound like a animal rummage at the trashcans. You switch the light on in the kitchen, hoping that would scare animal away, until you opened the door. You didn't even have time to open the door fully when you see it. Black figure with big yellow eyes stare back at you. Two seconds and it vanished at the darkness. You slammed the door quickly close, heart beating hard on your chest to sight what you just saw. No more sleep that night.

👁Feeling of being watch never leaves you. Watching over your shoulders once in while, checking doors and windows are locked properly. Still that feeling follows every where you go. Should you call a police, but you don't have evidence at your maybe imaginary stalker. Did paranoia run in your family? Just act normal and go about your day, maybe that incident with that "creature" just spooked you little too much, this will end. You hoped and it did for a while.

👁One misty morning you waited at the bus stop your ride to work. There wasn't people around any where, you wondered were you only human in this small city. A minute past by in complete silence, when you heard someone approach you. A person stopped beside you not too close of your personal circle, but still close. They have dark clothes on and hoodie over their head, hands in the pockets. Long black curly hair poke out of their hood, they had a slouching posture.

You were sure they eyed you every ten seconds. You kept your sight on front of you like you didn't even notice the person beside. They didn't spoke, so didn't you.

"This feeling is familiar...I can't see theirs face, but I'm sure I haven't seen this person anywhere in this town. Maybe they are not a local or they have moved in just recently. There are still young people in here, usually they walk in groups so if this person are friend with them I would have seen them somewhere." Your trail if thought cut short when a bus arrived at the stop. You hoped in and take a seat further away of back of bus, away of the stranger. There was luckily two people before you in the bus. Curiosity still took over you and you take a peek of the stranger.

They looked kind of feminine and the masculine at the same time. Their pale creamy skin looked quit flawless, if the dark circles doesn't count under theirs eyes...the eyes. Your breath stop for the moment when you had a memory rushing back of your mind, encounter with that creature couple days ago, their eyes are exact same yellow color.

"Is this just a coincidence.." Stanger scanned the seats to where to sit and when they did find a spot they take a final look at you. Yellow eyes drilled at your owns and small giggle leave their lips like they were humored at someting.

"Can person read others mind?"

👁It's been a week now when this new creepy incident happened with that stranger who you weirdly haven't seen anywhere anymore, like they didn't never existed. "Yeah maybe I have just imagine all in my head after all. I have had stress lately on moving here...so it's may explained everything. Still it's strange." you ruminate while filled last shelf of trade supplies and then moved to storage to get a mop and started to clean the floors. It was quiet day, quieter than yesterday, it was nice to have some days like these, but even when you felt peace in you waited to something to happened, not sure was it bad or good omen.

"Home finally!" you kicked your shoes of your feet and throwed your bag at the sofa. You take your home trip through the shop, you bayed some favorite goods to spoil yourself after you have taken a long shower. You walked in the kitchen having a good feeling you had, when bad smell hit our nose. "What the hell is rotting here, that smell wasn't here at morning..!" You stepped on something wet, slimy and red. "...Oi that's disgusting!! Where the hell did this came from?!" you did your best not to throw up while cleaning the kitchen floor from the unknown red goo. Lost appetite.

"So it was a bad omen"

👁Beep beep beep...

Alarm clock waked you up, you did switch the clock off and it was 7:00 am. You get up of the bed and walked to kitchen to make breakfast for yourself. "At least it's Friday, I don't have much of plans on weekend, still could go to explore the city, what I haven't had time to do yet after my move to Uncanny Valley." It was lonely sometimes when you don't know anyone in here. You take a look of clock and realised you have had lose track of time while you were deep in your thoughts "Oh shit! I should have be going times ago. I'll be late."

You ran at the bus stop, but the bus start to drive away before you manage to reach the stop, but the bus stops. "Oh thank you, I won't be late!" You climbed at bus, this time there were more people than usually. So much crowd made you little uncomfortable, but you did made your way bravely to empty seats. You put headphones on and started to listen to music.

👁Half of day had went normally. You had your lunch break, salad out of cold shelf, soda and potato chips. Phone on your hand scrolling on your social medias, you were again so couch up in your own world you didn't hear the door bell ring. "Hi......" "...........Hi?.......ummmm..exuse m-" "Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't hear your were there, sorry. How can I help you..?" Front of you were standing familiar face.

Stranger you met week ago at the bus stop, they wore the same black hoodie like last time you saw them. Hair was maybe even more tangled than before. Now when they were closer you could see theirs hairs has red ends. But their yellow gaze was still so intimidating, its made your face heat up red. "What is your name?.." "Uuh...y/n, its read on my nametag" they let small gasp out of their mouth of your respond "Right, well that's nicest name I have ever heard....What your doing after work?" Your heart star to beat little waster of fear every sentences they said. "Plan to see a friend-s, I see my friends after work" your terrible liar, they probably can tell your lying. "Oh...that's sad, I tough maybe we could have hangout...You seem really nice person." they notably looking hurt. A guilt of lying peaked its head inside of you, they must be lonely like you are sometimes. Town ain't big, but if you even don't have smaller circle of people around you, you'll get super lonely, super fast. "Well...I'm busy today, but maybe some other time might be fine" you give stranger a weak smile. Their spirit rise up immediately of your invitation. "That would be really lovely!!" creepy, but oddly cute wide smile spread across theirs face. "I don't know your name yet?" you asked same time avoiding theirs now extended pupils.

"It's ̸͖̫̠̬̩̟͔̱̣̭̀̐̔͛͑̌̕͜ ̷̨̡̢̡̩̥̫̐́̒ͅ ̵̹̼͓͉͕̱̻̠̘̙̝̼̳̋̇̇̈́̉͐͌́̐̈́͘͘̚͜ ̴̡̛̥̗̯͇̝̲̎̿͂̓͌̈̊̂͒̎̌̈́̾͝ ̸̧̡͓̙͎̞̜̯̳̘̥̘̘͙̰̫̃͗̓ ̷̨̢̛̯̫͎̗͉̞̫̝̰̞̺͚̝̾̒̃͆͛͛̓͊̅̽͐̐͘͘ ̶̨̛͖̖͉̞̹͖̽͋͆̑̎̓̆͋͑͌ͅ ̴̛̦̗̹͎͇͔͍̣̮̪̝̝̆̋̉̈̉̏͋̏͂͠͝͠ ̶̛͚̜̼̝̲̒̈͗͌̏̄̒̑̐̆̂̒͊͝

but you can call me

John Doe"

👁 After your conversation with Doe he left the store soon after that. Rest of the day went normally like usual, you did finish your final task and then headed to home. Whole bus ride your were alone, no sight of John Doe, no one.

You got off the bus and walked your front door. Hand went in your jacket pocket to search keys..."Wait where's my keys? Fuck! I left it inside my apartment in this morning" While you were cursing to how to get inside, the door opens itself. You stared at John Doe wide eyes and he stared at you. "You are home!!" Doe sing out happily. "What you are doing my house? How you get in...I-" "Your window was open, you're so forgetful silly." "Was it, no way he's lying". "Don't just stand there come in!" Doe waived to you come in side. "Hey don't tell me to come in my own house!"

Everything was in place or maybe Doe haven't had time to rummage the whole apartment floor to ceiling. You try to think hardest how to kick Doe out of your home without much fighting. "See that was the window what was open." Doe pointed tying to convince you.

"I haven't opened it, also you're in my home without permission, I could just call the police on you..." "NO, DON'T!" You back of by sudden scream, what Doe notice and lowered his voice down. "I didn't mean to upset you. You said we could hangout later, so I wanted to surprise you."

You tried to read his facial expressions any sing of lying. You don't know Doe yet so you can't be sure if he is dangerous, but part of you really wanted to get know him better. "Doe looks odd for sure and his behavior is odder, but he seem really care about this. If things escalate to bad I can always to call police."

"Okay...uh I kind of liked the surprise, I left my keys at home in morning and thanks to you I'm not locked up outside anymore." "So can I stay?" Doe started to look exited again, you could see it from his eyes. "No it's really late and-" "But there's sooo dark and scary outside"

"Doe, don't manipulate. You broke into my apartment, that should have been scarier. But we can see tomorrow if that help, I promise." Doe was quiet for moment thinking what you said, then he give that wide smile again. "Fine! See you later then, love" And blink of your eye Doe was gone, like he had never stood front of you. That startled you and made you almost fall on the floor. "So that's how he can move around, he just teleport. And he came through the window, haha what a liar….did he call me a love?" you felt small sensation of warmth rise in your chest. "Don't let it go to your head y/n."

👁Uncanny Valley really have it's wonders, but what gives you even more wonders is John Doe, you know already that he's not human, what makes you little scared, but interested at the same time. You have heard people talk in gas station something about "regular guys" they look human, but ain't that, maybe Doe is one of them.

I think seeing Doe tomorrow isn't that bad idea, it's about the time make new friends, even they aren't human...

Maybe that's my good omen after all.

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blues-of-randomness · 2 months

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Decided to make an ask meme/game so people can request head canons while I work on stuff (mostly home work..)

🎃 Favorite holiday

🎊 When is their birthday?

🌹 Their favorite flower

💐 What is their love language?

👗 Their favorite outfit (or an outfit i can imagine them in)

❤ What gets them out of bed every morning

🧡 Are they brave in scary situation's or a scared cat?

💛 are they petty or can they leave it be

💚 An act of kindness that melted their heart?

💙 are they honest or are they liars

💜 Their favorite hobby

🖤 The meanest thing you could say to them

🤍 The nicest thing you could say to them

✝️ Are they religious or not

👻 what are they scared off?

🍱 Their favorite meal

🍨 Favorite food

🍼Their comfort food

🧩 Their favorite activity

🎲 Random headcanon

☀ Morning routine

🌙 Bedtime routine

🪶 Are then ticklish?

🎄Favorite Holiday

💦 Are they a toughie or a crybaby

❤️‍🩹 Wort injury they've had so far

💤Do they sleepwalk, sleep talk, any other sleep head canon you can think off

🎶 do they like music/to sing

❄ holiday and/or snow day headcanons

🎉 what are they like a party?

🕳️ their worst nightmare so far

🗣️ what languages do they speak?

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 A random family head canon (or a specified one of your choosing)

🥰 Their ideal partner

🪮 Self care routine

💢 Have they ever snapped on someone before?

🧸 Comfort item

🎹 A song I associate with them

💌 Who do they love (familial, Romantic, etc, keep in mind you might not get a straight answer)

🌈 their happiest memory

🌧 favorite type of weather

🔴 Do they have anger issues?

🟠 What's their pain tolerance from 1 to 10

🟡 How often to the get hurt?

🟢 Do they have anger issues?

🔵 What do they do self soothe?

🟣 Do they stim?

⚫ who would they die for?/Who do they hate with their very being.

⚪ How much do they swear?

You can ask about the smiling critters or my Smiling critters oc's that I've named so far, Aka: Kokoala, Mia constricter, Bubbas 8 adopted siblings, and Polaris. Along with some I haven't talked about yet such as Hoppy's siblings (Lucky, Shamrock and Thumpy), Dogday's siblings (Sunspot and Goldendoodle) and the rest of Catnap's siblings (Cosmo clips, Celeno, and Octavia)

#smiling critters #smiling critters oc #ask game #Catnap #Dogday #Bobby bearhug #Craftycorn #bubba bubbaphant #kickin chicken #Hoppy hopscoth #Picky piggy #poppy playtime

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rosietrace · 1 month

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Veronica McNamara

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OC for my Inheritance Games fanfiction, I wouldn't marry me, Either

Face Claim: Rachel Zegler

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Full Name ; Veronica McNamara

Nicknames : Vero, Vee (Alisa), Miss Sawyer (Jameson), Sweetheart (Mrs. Laughlin), Lady Justice (Xander), Roni (Elias), Vanessa (Skye)

Age : 24 (September 1st, Virgo ♍)

Occupation : Lawyer for McNamara, Ortega, and Jones || Business employer for Avery Kylie Grambs

Height : 144 cm

Color Palette : Latte brown, cream white, neutral green tones

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PERSONALITY

Veronica is a neutral positive kind of person, in a similar way to Alisa in terms of personal views— but that's where their similarities end.

Veronica is notably more optimistic than Alisa, if only by a bit; While she takes her job as a lawyer very seriously, it's generally accepted by Alisa and their other colleague — Elias Jones — that she's the most upbeat about having to wake up excruciatingly early to work at her parent's law firm with nothing to keep her awake outside of an excessive amount of caffeine.

RELATIONSHIPS

Alisa Ortega — Besties. They've been attached to the hip since childhood due to their parents working together!

Elias Jones(OC) — Really close friends! They met during their college days, and thanks to their parents being colleagues at their law firm, she, Elias, and Alisa have been closer than ever!

Nash Hawthorne — Kinda doesn't know how to feel about Nash ever since he and Alisa broke up, as they were her first exposure to what a relationship should be like, other than her parents. But other than that, she and Nash get along just fine. She still kinda holds out hope for him and Lee-Lee </3

Avery Kylie Grambs — Positive neutral, at best. Veronica sees Avery a lot less compared to Alisa, and she only visits Hawthorne House when it concerns threats against Avery's life; Avery's grown to be on friendly terms with Veronica after the incident in the Blackwood.

TRIVIA

LIKES : Coffee, picnics, dog walking, pal-lentines day, journaling, croquet, high fashion boutiques

DISLIKES : Waking up early, oversleeping, sleepwalking, anything remotely athletic (croquet is her exception), Skye Hawthorne /j

HOBBIES : Dog walking, journaling, crocheting, reading

Has a pet corgi named Heather

Is called ‘Miss Sawyer’ due to sharing a name with Veronica from Heathers

Is closest to Xander, out of all the Hawthorne brothers!

The youngest of the M, O, J trio! Elias is only two years older, while Alisa is 3-4 years older than her

Just a giant Heathers reference /j (If Veronica is Green for Duke, Alisa is Red for Chandler, and Elias is Yellow for McNamara which is funny since Veronica's the one with the last name McNamara)

Has five cups of coffee a day (Alisa is notably concerned, and it might've rubbed off on Xander)

During her high school days, she attended Heights Country Day with Elias, albeit not at the same time

Studied in Yale University with a degree in Law; Majoring in Political science and government, Minoring in Cognitive science

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#veronica mcnamara #tig #the inheritance games fanfic #the inheritance games #tig fanfic #tig oc #the inheritance games oc #oc insert #rachel zegler #alisa ortega #nash hawthorne #elias jones #[tig] i wouldn't marry me either #[tig] veronica mcnamara #one giant heathers reference /j /j

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observeowl · 1 year

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Natasha Romanoff

Last updated on 1 Jan 2024

Series

Right By Your side

Her Assistant

Unwanted Marriage

One shot - Latest one on top

Sleepwalking - You started sleepwalking again when Natasha went missing

Ghost Dates - Someone has been sabotaging R dates

Scared - There's something that prevents R from approaching love life like a normal person

Moonlight - After being injected with a serum, R have a unique allergy that prevents her from going out at night

You're not supposed to know - R has a secret relationship with her boss that no one knows

Not Kicking - R gets a little scare during her pregnancy and Natasha is there to calm her down

To say goodbye - Natasha get a call that R was in a serious accident abroad and she immediately packs up to leave but was stopped by a mutual friend with gifted powers

Mini-boss - Natasha makes sure no one bullies her baby

Fever - Natasha woke up to find R sick

Distraction - Too many people are competing for the attention of Natasha and you're just not able to compete with it even though you were supposed to be given the priority. After giving her chance time and time again, R just couldn't take it anymore Distraction Part 2 - After leaving Natasha 3 years ago, Fury calls R back and R agrees under a special condition

Sorry Mama - Due to R being sick, Natasha was removed from the mission and spends the day taking care of her

Next Chance - 5 years after Natasha's pregnancy, they talk about having a second kid and potentially R carrying

A Chance - Natasha and R talks about having kids and their journey

Seeing Red - R found Natasha in with Steve against her will Seeing Red part 2 - Natasha ends up getting pregnant with Steve's baby and has to make a decision if she wants to keep it or not

Mama Sick - Natasha woke up sick. Wanda and R tries to help make Natasha feels better

How am I going to trust - After a celebration and lots of drinking, Steve and Nat did something that they both regretted. Is R able to live with that fact if she continues to be Natasha's fiance?

After a night's sleep - R has a unique disorder that she hides from everyone until she got hurt in one of the mission. How long is she able to hide her secret for?

Miscarriage - Natasha wasn't there when R needed her at the most desperate times Miscarriage part 2 - Natasha tries to make amends for her mistake but will R accept her again?

That's... mom? - An offhand comment made Loki change Natasha into a toddler. Take a ride to see how R takes care of Natasha for a few days until the magic wears off

Avalanche - R, Steve and Natasha faces an avalanche during of their mission. In order to save the village, R risk herself and ends up buried in the snow

Fading - R has cancer

Admit it - R has to take certain measures to make sure Natasha admits she is sick and takes her medicine

This is as far as I would go - R refuse to take actions on her feelings about Natasha and Natasha has to take things into her own hands when she realises

Falling asleep - Can you always count on Natasha to prevent you from sleeping during meetings?

Cake - Natasha found a new hobby during COVID-19. But, she still has lots of room for improvement and R couldn't bear to break her heart

Helping Hands - R likes to help whenever she could and Natasha loves her for it

Nerf Gun - R and Natasha gets into a friendly shoot out with their nerf guns at home Nerf Gun part 2 - R past caught up with her and she was forced to kill Natasha. But, she still has a last trick in her sleeves to save her loved one. Natasha didn't know that the mission she was assigned to was related to R

Unrequited - Natasha is oblivious to the crush that R has on her and Clint loves to tease R for it. R willing to do anything for Natasha Unrequited part 2 - R tries to hide from Natasha to control her feelings but it didn't work

Do you want another winter soldier? - R is stuck in a freezer during a mission and Natasha tries to free her before it is too late

Needle - R is afraid of needles and it was time for the yearly checkup for the Avengers. Things took a serious turn when Natasha dragged you to the medbay

Temperature - R hides a disorder from Natasha and she finds out in a mission together

Nobody - R abusive family background haunts her at night and Natasha comes to calm her down

Last Name - After having a fallout with your father, you went to legally change your last name

Birthday Week - Why R is always missing during at the same time?

Different Facade - R has different faces at different times

Prosopagnosia - R has a disorder and the cute moment between R and Natasha

Sick once a year - R is sick

Learning emotions from pictures - R hides that she doesn't know what emotions are and Natasha helps her

That's not how you do it - R comes back from a mission and shows Natasha her trick in interrogating

#Masterlist #Natasha Romanoff #Natasha Romanoff Masterlist #my writing #natasha x you #natasha x female reader #black widow x reader #black widow x you #marvel

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“The moon is out tonight, isn’t it romantic?”

Character Playlist / Character Inspirations

Full Name: Lilith Clara Winchester

Nicknames: Lulu (Her Family), Lili (Trinity @rosietrace ), Miss Winchester (Crowley), Miss Lilith (Konstatin @terrovaniadorm )

V/A: Toyosaki Aki (JP), Brenna Larsen (EN)

!Twisted from Lucy Westenra from the Dracula!

Age: ???

Birthday: September 7th

Horoscope: Virgo

Species: “Human” Vampire

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Height: 154 cm (or 5’1)

Hair Color: Golden Blonde

Eye Color: Sky Blue

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Homeland: Briar Valley

Family: Unnamed Mother †, Unnamed Father †, Unnamed Fiancé †(?),

Dominant Hand: Left

Dormitory: Terrovania (belongs to @terrovaniadorm )

School Year: 3rd Year

Class: 3-B (No. 13)

Best Class(es): Magical History, Animal Languages

Worst Class: P.E

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Favorite Food(s): Macaroons, Pomegranates, Cherries, Apples, Blood

Least Favorite Food: Garlic

Hobbies: Taking Long Walks, Flower Arranging, Scrapbooking

Dislike(s): The Sun, her Vampirism, Her constant Sleepwalking

Talent(s): Singing, Needlework, Baking

Sexuality: Bisexual

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Personality: Lilith is described as an Angel among the students of Terrovania! Always willing to help others and to soothe their minds, Lilith is like Terrovania’s very own big sister! Always sweet, Lilith carries herself with compassion and always thinks of others before herself even if she tends to neglect her own needs! However, when the moon is high and the air is crisp, Lilith shows a different side of her. It is when Lilith is consumed by her need to feed. Lilith becomes a bloodthirsty and manic monster, bent on quenching their own thirst. Besides these changes, Lilith becomes more assertive and alluring, bringing her “prey” in. Lilith is mostly unaware of how she acts while in this form but feels deeply remorseful for it! Lilith tries to keep this side of her from the rest of society as to not hurt them but at times, it does get out.

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TW for Murder, Blood, Violence

Backstory: Lilith wasn’t always the half human-half vampire being she is now! Lilith was born a normal human in a little village in the Briar Valley to two parents who cared more about their social standing rather than taking care of a child. Lilith was used as a pawn in an arranged marriage to a rich noble’s son. Lilith couldn’t refuse the marriage proposal but over time, she grew to accept it. The noble’s son treated her well but it was clear that neither of them wanted the wedding to happen.

The wedding started normally, up until the exchanging of rings when it arrived. It was all so quick, one moment Lilith and her Fiancé were exchanging rings and the next, the entire chapel was covered in blood. They say it was a wild animal that attacked the wedding but that couldn’t be farther from the case. Lilith hid under the alter, watching the carnage occur. Bones broken, skin ripped, the metallic taste of blood on everyone’s lips, it was a nightmare. Lilith had no idea where her fiancé had gone, most likely taken by the creature, and was fearing for her life. It wasn’t long before it came for her as well. Lilith was weak against its attacks and fainted. The only thing that was able to jolt her awake was a bite to the neck. The bite caused Lilith to come back to her senses and fight back. What she did was bite the entity back on the arm, just enough to scare it off and leave her alone. Lilith soon passed out for a long, long time. When she finally woke up, she learned of her wedding in the form of an urban legend many years later. Lilith was unsure as what to do but decided to find a way to survive. Lilith later lived in a cottage in the Briar Valley before getting an acceptance letter to NRC. Confusingly, Lilith accepted and made her way to Night Raven College and was sorted into Terrovania.

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Trivia!

Lilith likes to wear high collars to cover up her vampire bites

Lilith finds herself sleepwalking most nights, she’s not quite sure how to stop it however!

Lilith is often seen humming to herself while taking her walks!

Lilith often carries a parasol when going outside

She took up flower arranging to pass the time when she was younger and now does it to calm herself down!

The ring is magic and keeps Lilith’s vampirism at bay! If removed, then Lilith will immediately give into the vampirism

Lilith is a fan of the opera and regularly attends!

If this post hadn’t already given it away, the “wild animal” was none other than a newly turned Konstatin!

#lilith winchester #my ocs!!!#terrovania #twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #disney twisted wonderland #terrovania oc

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