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Night of the Broken Dragons

Fandom: House of the Dragon

Word count: 1869

Warnings: Reader is son of Rhaenyra and Daemon

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- To my nephews, Jace and Luke, may they always be Strong.

It was with that speech that Aemond Targaryen ruined the entire family dinner, Y/N's brothers fought with his uncles while his father and mother tried to stop them.

Y/N could only watch Aemond from afar, wondering how much time he had wasted with his uncle, and how much he wanted to be there the night his younger brother removed his eye.

He always wondered if with his calmer spirit he could have calmed the situation, avoided the insults his brothers received, and perhaps avoided one of the great reasons for his uncle's hatred.

- Go to your room my love, you don't need to see this. - Daemon said in his son's ear.

Y/N knew in his heart, with a certain weight, that he was his father's favorite son. Technically he was the son of Laenor Velaryon, whom he greatly cherished and missed. But he knew that the reason his legitimacy had never been questioned was because his mother, in a meeting with Daemon after the wedding, conceived him. 

He was the only "son" of Laenor Velaryon who had the blond hair and violet eyes, typical of the Targaryen house.

A soldier helped him get to his room, arriving at his quarters he kindly dismissed the maids who wanted to help him get ready for bed.

Despite being royalty, he had always liked simplicity and calm, his mother often called him her Meek Dragon.

A few knocks on the door echoed into the room and he could soon hear his mother's voice.

- Can I enter?  - Rhaenyra asked.

- Of course mother.

The woman opened the door and came to meet her son, giving him a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

- I came to check if everything was okay with you, Daemon told me that you came to your quarters as soon as... the confusion started.

The princess's eyes grew a little heavy when she saw her son's sad expression.

- Will it always be like this? This endless fight? I miss when I was a kid and these things didn't matter.

- I'm sorry my love, families are complicated. And I know ours is especially complicated.

Y/N sighed, nodding with regret in his heart.

- Sometimes I think if I could do something to change this situation, I know I'm not the eldest child but I feel responsible for my brothers, I wish I could take care of them, have avoided this disaster that happened so many years ago.

Rhaenyra gave her son another hug.

- My dear meek dragon, I know that your heart has the purest intentions than any of us, but that ship was already predicted to sink long before your birth or the birth of your brothers. - Rhaenyra said while running her hand through her son's long silver hair - But I don't want you to worry about that, we'll be back home soon, you'll be able to go back to your normal routine and not be bothered by these matters.

With another kiss on her son's head, Rhaenyra said goodbye, wishing him good night.

Y/N was soon asleep, and a dream of a memory he still had hovered over his mind.

- Come on Aemond, the dragon cubs are still small!  They won't hurt us - said a little Y/N to a younger version of Aemond.

The two children ventured to the part of the pit where the cubs were.  Aemond always assuming a protective posture over his nephew, he still didn't have his dragon and he knew that his nephew already had one, but that wasn't enough reason for him to stop taking care of the safety of the beautiful young man with curious and excited eyes.

When they finally reached the baby dragons, only one was in sight where they could pet it.

- Are you sure it's safe? - Y/N asked, looking at his uncle with some fear.

- Yes, they are still easier to deal with. - Aemond replied as he affectionately approached the little dragon and stroked his head.  - Come! He won't bite you.

Aemond took Y/N's hand and carefully guided him to the head of the small silver dragon, who seemed a little interested in both of them.

Y/N laughed and kissed his uncle on the cheek, who soon had a blush on his face with happiness.

- Thank you for coming with me. - Y/N said.

- One day it will just be me, you, and the dragons, my nephew.

Y/N has awakened. He was deeply sad that the dream was over, and he knew that it was one of the last good memories he had with Aemond.

He got up, already knowing that sleep would not accompany him for the rest of the night, put on warmer clothes and shoes and started to open the door, which was guarded by Sir Aric.

- Sir Aric, I'm sleepless and would like to take a walk through the palace gardens, would you mind accompanying me?

Y/N knew that the guard would go with him anyway, but he always thought that kindness could never be too much.

- Yes, my prince, it would be an honor.

The prince went out with his knight to walk through the night of the palace, with the lights low, and the gardens being lit only by the moon.

Not long after entering the garden, Y/N saw a figure with long silver hair, wearing a green cloak, sitting by the fountain, it was his uncle Aemond.

- Sir Aric, please wait for me at the entrance, I will talk to my uncle for a while.

- Are you sure, my prince?  - The faithful knight asked.

- Yes, everything is fine.

Y/N slowly approached his uncle, sitting next to him, for a moment the two remained in an awkward silence, with only the noise of insects in the background.

- Couldn't you fall asleep either? - Y/N asked in a low tone of voice.

- Obviously not. - Aemond replied with disdain.

Another awkward silence fell between the two Targaryens but neither had the courage to move away from each other.

- Me, you, and the dragons... remember that? - It was Aemond who took the initiative to speak this time.

- As if I could forget... - Y/N said with regret in his voice.

- I was serious when I said that.  - Aemond finally moved so he could look his nephew in the eyes.

- Lately I thought you had just decided to hate me.  - Y/N said, now also looking into Aemond's eyes.

- I wanted to hate you, believe me I really wanted to hate you.

- Then why don't you hate it? Apparently it's so easy with my brothers.

- You know it's different with you.

- Why? Because I'm blonde and have violet eyes? Or because I didn't take part in that stupid fight you had when we were kids?  - Y/N said, raising his voice.

- That stupid fight took my eye!  -Aemond said, removing the eye patch and showing the jewel that was in the place where he also once had a violet eye.

- That fight took my best friend away from me... but I don't expect you to understand that.

Y/N began to deeply regret having approached his uncle, he didn't know why his calmness, always so constant around him, was disappearing, he began to withdraw from his presence when Aemond held him by the arm.

- Wait.

- For what?  So we can exchange more childish insults as if we were ten years old?

Once again the little prince began to leave his uncle's presence.

- I need to tell you a secret - Aemond said in a muffled voice.

Y/N turned carefully, what could possibly be on Aemond's mind to share with him?  Did he still have his trust?

- Y/N, there is something I have kept inside me for years, something I never dared to confess to anyone, not even myself.  But tonight, with all these family conflicts, I feel like I can't keep this secret any longer.

Y/N, surprised, stares at Aemond, waiting for him to continue.

Aemond takes a deep breath and begins:

- Since we were children, from the moment I can remember, my heart has belonged to you, Y/N Targaryen. It's not a love that I chose, it's a love that just happened. And as much as I tried to deny it, repress it, and hide it, it only grew stronger every day.

Y/N is speechless, his eyes meeting Aemond's, full of emotion and uncertainty.

Aemond concludes:

- I don't expect you to feel the same way, and I understand the complications this brings to our family.  But I needed you to know the truth, Y/N. My love for you is real and deep, and I can no longer hide it. I was serious that day in the dragon pit.

The two men remain silent, the weight of Aemond's confession hanging over them as the night breeze whispers through the trees of the castle gardens.

Y/N looks deeply into Aemond's eyes, his heart racing at his uncle's confession.  After a moment of reflection, he finally answers truthfully:

- Aemond, I was not prepared to hear this tonight, and it takes me by surprise. But I value the courage you had in sharing your feelings with me. We are linked by blood and our complicated family history, and this confession just makes it more complex.

- I just don't want to feel rejected anymore.

Y/N listens to Aemond's words and realizes the deep pain in his uncle.  He places his hand over Aemond's heart and says with empathy:

- Aemond, I understand what you're feeling, and the last thing I want is for you to feel rejected. You've always been an important part of my life, and I don't want that to change. Let's face this together, with care and respect one for the other.

Aemond looks at his nephew as if he were his whole world, and at that moment he was, nothing else mattered to him.  Then in a rush he takes his nephew's lips for himself.

Aemond's kiss takes Y/N by surprise, but after the first moment of hesitation, Y/N allows his feelings to speak louder. Their lips meet in a kiss filled with emotion and desire, marking a new chapter in their lives.

Y/N feels a mixture of confusion and excitement, but also a deep connection with Aemond.

Aemond leans his nephews against one of the garden's stone walls and starts kissing his neck, knowing that in the morning those will be marks.

- Uncle... - Y/N moans.

- If you want me to stop, I will stop.

- No... uncle, I need you.

- You look beautiful begging but I don't want to take you here in the middle of the garden.  May I accompany you to your quarters? - Aemond asks, excited about his love's correspondence.

-Yes. - Y/N responds, finally understanding all the times he felt incomplete, needing someone and never understanding why.

They had that night to themselves, nothing mattered, no family conflict, the succession of the throne, their parents, nothing mattered, they could deal with it later, but in that moment they would have each other and they would cling to it like one clings to life

Love above everything

Fandom: The Conjuring

Pairing: Ed and Lorraine Warren & Son!Reader

Word count: 1858

Warnings: homophobia and internalized homophobia, but in the end everything turns out well

P.S. For anyone who grew up in abusive religious homes and wants to find comfort in this reading, you are not alone. And thanks to @jokekinsjoke505 for requesting this.

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

- Hey son, how was school today? – Ed Warren asked as soon as his son got in the car.

- It was ok – (Y/N) replied.

(Y/N) was not ok.

He always felt there was something different inside him, always felt out of place. Since he was a child, the boys at school teased him for being the son of “psychics”, and for a while (Y/N) didn't care. Then he began to see and feel things, just like his mother. Sometimes he spent too much time staring into the void, which wasn't always empty, and things got worse.

But ever since he entered high school it was as if things had escalated from 100 to 1000 at breakneck speed. He was the boy with the creepy basement at home, the boy who could see ghosts, and now he was also the boy who liked boys.

And that terrified (Y/N) far more than any apparition or demon that could show itself to him. He could deal with disapproval at school, with not having friends, with everyone being a little afraid of him. But he couldn't handle his parents' disappointment, and it terrified him completely.

In the last month things seem to have gone downhill from 1000 to 1500 when Theo started school. He and his family had recently moved to the United States from Mexico, and since that was a despicable country, obviously Latino immigrants suffered prejudice.

Firstly (Y/N) thought it would be nice for the boys to have someone else to pick on and forget about him, but he couldn't be more wrong. Theo was alone in class, just like him, no one sat next to him, or with him at recess. So (Y/N) decided that he would try to talk to the boy.

And what a big mistake he made.

Because now he felt like a magnet pulled him to Theo and his wide smile, pulled to how his accent was nice to hear, pulled to the way the boy made school a little less bad.

And he was confused, because he always felt a strange frenzy whenever they touched. And today everything had just fallen apart when Theo, thanking him for a favor, kissed (Y/N) on the cheek. The boy had never felt so ecstatic in his life. But the feeling didn't last long, when one of the boys from the school saw it and started spreading it to the whole school that the two were gay... but with worse words.

- Are you sure it's okay? – Ed asked again noticing that his son was more airy than usual.

- Yes? - (Y/N) asked, still lost in his thoughts.

- I asked if it's really okay.

- Yes, I'm just thinking about the algebra test I have to do this week.

- Okay, you know you can tell me everything, right? - Ed said still suspicious.

-- Uhmm. - (Y/N) replied, still distracted.

The trip home didn't last long, they soon arrived at the comfortable house they had in a good neighborhood of the city. The two, father and son, entered. Lorraine was making lunch when her son and husband came to greet her.

- Hi my love, how was school? – the woman asked

- It was okay. -(Y / N) replied and soon went upstairs to his room.

He wasn't well, he was confused, afraid, afraid of being a complete freak not only in the eyes of his classmates, but also in the eyes of his parents and God, in whom he faithfully believed.

- Did something happen? – Lorraine asked her husband downstairs.

Lorraine had a great sixth sense not only for supernatural things, but also for people's emotions, especially her son's, whom she knew like the back of her hand. She had always loved the boy more than anyone else, and since he had displayed the same gift as hers, her concern for him had redoubled. She knew school wasn't easy for him, but she would face human or demon so nothing would hurt her son.

- I don't know, but I think so. He didn't want to tell me anything during the trip. Usually he at least complains about how classes went. Is he... seeing something? - Ed questioned.

Ed Warren was the best dad in the world, and (Y/N) would never deny that. Even at the age of 15, he never felt ashamed when his father showed up at school, or when he publicly showed affection. Ed wasn't as good with words as Lorraine so he showed his love for his son through touch and quality time. He and (Y/N) would always hang out together to see the latest horror movie that was playing, and they loved to talk for hours about how wrong the films' approach to demon affairs was. Ed wanted to be everything his own father wasn't.

- No, I would feel it too if it was something like that. – Lorraine argued with her husband. – Did the new friend, Theo, do something that could make him upset?

- I don't know, but I know we should talk to him.

- I'll just turn off the pans and let's go upstairs. - Lorraine said.

They always dealt with their son's issues that way, together. They wanted (Y/N) to know that there was no secret between them and that he could always count on both his father and mother for whatever he needed.

(Y/N) was lying down, still wearing the same school clothes, he was staring at the ceiling thinking about Theo and how his body reacted to the boy. It wasn't as if he didn't know what puberty was, and what happened to boys during that period, his parents had already had a rather awkward conversation with him about it.

But (Y / N) never imagined that his body would have these reactions to a boy. He knew what homosexuality was, of course. He read a lot, and it wasn't something entirely forgotten about the classics of literature he loved so much.

But he also knew what the Bible and the Church said. And well... his parents were almost Church employees, so they should agree with everything that was preached, right? At least that's how (Y/N) thought.

A knock on the door takes the boy by surprise from his daydreams.

- (Y/N) it's mom and dad! Can we come in? - (Y/N) managed to hear his mother's sweet voice outside.

- Of course, the door is open.

(Y/N) was very grateful that his parents respected his privacy in his room, God knows how many awkward moments he has lived alone inside his little hiding place.

- Is lunch ready yet? - (Y/N) asked while his parents came in and sat on the edge of the bed.

- Yes. But we need to talk first. – Ed told his son.

(Y/N)'s heart went into panic, already wondering if something had left the school corridors and reached his parents' ears. He definitely didn't feel prepared for this conversation.

- My love, we know there's something wrong going on, you're not very good at hiding your feelings. And your mom here is even better at knowing when you're not feeling well. - Lorraine said with a worried voice.

- You know that whatever is happening, we will help you, we are here for you. – Ed said, sitting next to his son and taking his hand.

That was enough for the boy to start crying profusely. Lorraine and Ed soon hugged their son, looking at each other now even more worried about what was happening.

- Hey calm down, it's going to be okay, we're here – Ed said while stroking (Y/N's) hair.

The boy, for a little while, managed to compose himself and felt that there was no point in trying to hide his feelings from his parents anymore, maybe they could help him repress them and understand what was wrong with him.

- Do you remember the text of Leviticus 20.13? – The boy asked sinking into his place on the bed.

- Not exactly, nor do we know all the texts of the Bible dear, why? - Lorraine said.

- "The man who lies down with another man as if he were a woman, both committed an abomination" - The boy said quickly, without pausing to breathe between words.

- Yes, one of the commandments for the Hebrew people. But where are you trying to get son? - Ed asked genuinely a little confused.

- I think... I like boys. How am I supposed to like girls, and I know that's horrible, that it's a sin, so I want you to know that I'm sorry and I'm going to pray more for these impure feelings to leave me.

Ed and Lorraine looked at each other with a little regret, they had never made it clear in the family that this was a space open to love and only love.

- Is that what you were worried about? Lorraine asked.

- Yes. - (Y/N) said looking down with a lot of embarrassment.

- Oh my love.

Lorraine hugged her son as tightly as she could.

- Son, this text was written millennia ago and not even the Church itself considers everything that is in the ancient laws. - Ed said joining the hug.

- But what about the texts of the New Testament? - (Y/N) asked.

- You know they were mistranslated, we've talked about this before. – Ed replied, kissing his son's hair.

- But... what about what the Church talks about?

- The Church says a lot of things that are wrong. Do you remember what is the most important commandment in the Bible? - Lorraine said.

- Love your neighbor as yourself. - (Y/N) replied a little confused with where his parents where getting into.

- Exactly! Why would God condemn love when he himself said that love is above all things? - Lorraine said still hugging her son.

- So does that mean... everything's fine? - (Y/N) asked looking at his parents.

- Of course it's okay. This is never a problem. - Ed said.

- But what about God? Don't you think He would despise me?

- You, of all people, have a unique gift! God chose you for this, do you really think He would despise you? And even if your gift wasn't what you have, all people are loved equally by God. - Ed said.

(Y/N) hugged his parents and cried again, but this time not with sadness but with relief and joy, knowing that those he trusted the most were not disappointed, or sad with him, but that they would welcome him no matter what. And in that particular moment, he felt like the most loved boy in the entire universe.

-But tell me, which boy should I threaten if he breaks your heart? - Ed said getting out of the hug and wiping his son's tears.

- Dad... (Y/N) started to say.

And in that instant, in that particular moment, the Warren family was more united than ever, and it wouldn't be demon, or any social prejudice that would take away Ed and Lorraine's love for their (Y/N).

I’m thinking about how all Aegon had left in his world after he came to terms with the fact that his father would never love him, his mother was hurting to badly to ever treat him right, that his big sister would forever see him as a challenge and something to detest, that his grandfather was only going to hurt him and try and make him into something he wasn’t, after he was betrothed to his sister securing his fate of being cold and unloving just like every other father he’d ever known (how can a boy who’s only ever been shown that father’s are incapable of showing love, ever expect himself to be a good father. the poor thing probably thought being a father made you that way). everything he had left was torn away form him.

Cause after all of that, he still had his nephew’s. He still had little Luke that clung to his side, who smiled at him kung he hung the stars. He still had Jace, the boy who made his heart flutter and his head spin, the boy who held his hand in the courtyard, and promised to never leave. The same boy Sunfyre never took issue with, never growled at, never shielded from Aegon. The same boy he flew with, felt free with, the boy he would take to the few places he and his dragon had to hide, showing him how Sunfyre liked to roll is soft grasses before curling around his rider and taking a long nap. The boy he kissed just once in the safe cover of his of his dragons bug wings. They were his boys, the very things keeping him going, keeping him from becoming like the rest of his gods forsaken family.

He still had that, until his family took that from him too. He lost it the same night Aemond lost his eye. He had to feel the sting of betrayal in Jace’s eyes as aemond threw him under the wagon. He would feel Jace’s hate for the rest of their lives. He hated himself, he never said those things, not till he said it to protect the family he wishes he hated. He never cared for their lineage, he just cared for his boys, his lifeline’s, and now he didn’t have that. That’s when he truly lost himself, that’s when he became just as cold and unloving as the rest.

Red, Blue and a Beautiful Rainbow

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Original Male Character x Tony Stark

Summary: just a lot of fluff in a beautiful polyamorous relationship

Word count: 1125

Warnings: slight mention of sex, and I know that usually I write with male readers but with this one i felt like writing an original character. So please let me know your thoughts!

None of the three knew very well how this had all started. Tony and Steve have always had a certain romantic and sexual tension between them, and it all escalated when Pepper thought it would be important to hire a secretary to manage the Avengers' agenda.

The boy was simply gorgeous, an innocent smile, big green eyes and a dazzling smile. And he was always willing to do what his bosses asked of him.

One night after a really difficult mission, Tony and Steve finally gave in to their desire and had sex and slept together. But something was strange… it felt like something was missing there. And in the back of their minds. they knew exactly what, or rather who it was.

TWO YEARS LATER

- Good morning my prince, good morning my metallic man. - Steve said placing kisses on the lips of his companions.

- You know I hate it when you call me that. It's still dawn, I want to sleep more.

As he grumbled Tony turned to his left side and hugged the smaller boy beneath him.

- See, Caden still wants to sleep right my love?

- Just five more minutes. - Said the boy sinking into Tony Stark's chest.

- Guess I'll have to use other tactics then. - Steve said with a mischievous smile in his eyes.

Steve moved slowly behind Tony and started kissing his neck, nibbling lightly, while putting his hands inside Caden's pants caressing the boy where he liked the most.

- Okay this is unfair, I know our plans today and we don't have time to get laid right now, come on Tones get up. - Caden said basically dragging the oldest out of bed.

- It's fine, it's fine. Can we at least take our morning shower together?

- Routine is routine. - Stevie said.

The three men currently live in a huge house bought by Tony on the outskirts of New York, every bit of the house has an element of one of the three. Steve had his painting studio and his gym (which were sometimes used together); Tony had his workshop in the basement, where the other two sometimes had to carry him out, the carrying part was mostly up to Steve. Caden had his library and his studio, after the battle against Thanos ended and things calmed down a bit, Tony and Steve agreed that Caden could create a youtube channel and show a little bit of his personal tastes and what life was like with the throuple.

The three of them got into the huge bathtub in the bedroom suite and well… the tub was usually for sex and the shower for post-sex, but today the three of them just bathed and helped to clean each other… maybe the tub could be used later .

After everyone dressed up, Steve as basic as possible, Tony as a goth rocker and Caden as a high school student. They were finally ready to set out on their journey.

The car was a little different, Tony had adapted it to have three spacious seats in the front so no one could feel left out. Caden was always on the other side of the window, due to his panic attacks, he needed the wind in his face. The same was true of Tony, so he was always the one driving when the three of them were together.

- After all, my beautiful tin man, what have you planned for this special date?

- It wouldn't be a surprise if I told my loves.

- After all, what date is this? I feel a little bad for not remembering it. - Caden said apprehensively.

- It's okay, sunshine, you'll know when the time is right.

After about another hour of traveling with Caden fast asleep on Steve's shoulder, Steve said:

- You know when I decided to sacrifice myself on that plane, I had no hope for the future, the last thing I would have imagined would be to be here on a trip with two men who stole my heart completely.

- I thank whatever higher force got you out of that ice Steve, I love you more than I can explain. You're everything to me, just like Caden.

With a kiss on Tony's cheek, Steve laid his chin on Caden's head and ended up falling asleep too.

- We have arrived, my loves! - Tony announced excitedly.

Tony… is this real? - Both Steve and Caden asked.

- Well, since my spouses share a common dream place that isn't even that far away, I decided to bring you all here.

The place was magnificent, it was a secluded beach on Coney Island. A place that had special meaning to the three men. This was where Tony was able to spend the only pleasant vacation with his parents. Coney Island was where Steve decided to retire as Captain America and pass on his legacy to Sam Wilson. For Caden, the place held an even deeper meaning. Coney Island was where Caden was born, he was actually born specifically on that beach, in one of the craziest birth stories.

- I thought something simple this year, a picnic at a place that meant so much to the three of us, would be amazing to celebrate two years since Caden came into my life and Steve's.

- Oh my God I didn't even remember that date! Of course I remember the date we started dating, our wedding, but the day I met you guys? I feel terrible now.

- All right, distracted, we understand that the drugs impair your memory. - Steve gave Tony a light slap on the back of the head.

- It's okay, he's right actually. This is perfect Tones, when I got the job, I had nowhere to live, I was staying with a friend, my parents had just passed away and you guys offered me a home, comfort, and most of all, a love I never considered myself. worthy to receive.

- But you are, you two are. What would I do without my smart husband and my caring husband? Even more me, a man out of season - Steve said.

- You two are everything to me too - Tony said a little more seriously. - I know I don't usually express my feelings as well as Steve… but after the battle against Thanos if it wasn't for you two with the unique and wonderful characteristics you have. I don't know where I would be.

And so the sun went down on that private beach on Coney Island, where a billionaire genius, a soldier out of his time, and a boy with childhood traumas kissed in the sunlight.

The Greatest Love of Charles Xavier and Erik Lehnsherr's Life

Fandom: Marvel/X-Men

Pairing: Charles Xavier x Son!Reader; Erik Lehnsherr x Son!Reader; Scott Summers x Male Reader

Summary: On a mission to rescue mutants in Brazil, Charles and Erik found a small baby wrapped in a dark green blanket, Charles knew right away that the child was a mutant. The two eldest's eyes met the baby's strong eyes (E/C) and they had never felt such pure love in their lives... the rest is history.

Word count: 1522

Warnings: The story takes place after the incident in Cuba and Charles is still walking, and none of the bad things have happened, the team is still together.

Scott Summers was new to the Xavier Institute for gifted children, he had recently discovered his mutation and with the help of his brother, Alex, took up residence at the Institute. While leaving the literature class taught by Professor Xavier, he bumped into a boy with (H/C), he was short and skinny but had the features of an angel. Both boys' books crashed to the floor.

- I'm sorry. – The shorter boy said immediately.

Scott still couldn't take his eyes off the boy's angelic features.

- Hey? Are you okay? - Said the boy a little worried.

- Of course, I'm sorry! I've been a little distracted, it's all a little new to me.

- Okay, I understand. Have you ever taken a tour of the mansion? - Said the boy getting excited.

- Professor Xarles showed me some places but not all.

- Come with me, I'll show you my favorite place. By the way I'm Y/N Lehnsherr.

- Scott Summers. – He stopped for a moment to reflect and said – Wait, Lehnsherr as the teacher?

- Yes, I am adopted by professors Xavier and Lehnsherr. So I think officially Y/N Xavier Lehnsherr.

- Nice to meet you.

- It's my pleasure! Come quickly, before my parents find me and ask if I've done my homework.

Scott was a little confused. His brother had already said that Professor Xavier and Magneto were a couple, but he didn't know that they had managed to adopt a son. With Xavier's powers it shouldn't have been too difficult to get the adoption paperwork.

The two boys headed towards the forest at the back of the mansion, it was still late so it was well lit.

- How long are we going to walk? – Scott asked

- Just a little more, lazybones, don't worry, we're almost there!

For twenty minutes the kids walked around and talked about random conversations, their favorite movies and books, what they liked to do in their spare time, favorite subjects and stuff like that.

After a long walk they arrived in an open place, the sun was not so strong that it could interfere with the vision. And what Scott saw in front of him, even through the red lenses, was something beautiful.

It was a clearing, with countless flowers, all spread out in a blooming field with a few trees shading.

- Come, you can lie on the grass and flowers here under the tree, this is my favorite place. - Said Y/N.

- Wow it's beautiful, what are the flowers?

- They are wisteria, I planted them myself, when I found this open space I couldn't contain myself in making everything more beautiful.

- Did you plant all this yourself? – Scott asked shocked.

- Well, I didn't use the orthodox way. - Said Y/N as he made a red rose grow and handed it to Scott.

- This is my mutation, I have control over the vegetation, over nature in general, but I focus more on plants. Papa says I can go too far with my gift, but Dad is afraid I might lose control.

- Papa? – asked Scott.

- Yes, it's how I say daddy in German, or when I see he's angry it's vater, and sometimes when I'm sad and sleepy vati.

- Do you know how to speak German?

- A little, my vater was born in Germany, so I have some German lessons with him.

- It seems incredible to have mutant parents who accept you so well. – Scott said a little sadly. And besides, thank you for the rose. Is it really red?

- Yeah! And forgive me I forgot that your lenses only let you see red. Close your eyes for a moment, please.

Scott closed his eyes and waited for the smaller boy's order to open them.

- Wow. Now it's more beautiful. What did you do?

- Wisterias are usually lilac but I changed them to red, so you can see their beauty.

- Didn't need to, didn't want to spoil your field of flowers.

- Don't worry, I keep changing them colors for a change.

And then came a calm, not awkward silence, just two boys lying in the flowers, relaxing and enjoying the sun. After a while Scott finally worked up the courage to ask.

- If I'm being rude please let me know, but how did Charles and Erik find you?

Y/N tensed a little, but relaxed soon after.

- Well, there was a time when the Brazilian government along with other anti-mutant governments developed a law that tested all newborns for the X gene, and I was lucky to be one of them. My birth mother didn't want to go through the pain of having to hand me over to the army so she left me in a dumpster. And by a miraculous coincidence, the X-Men were in Brazil rescuing mutants and dad felt me, he and vati were running to where I was. They always told me it was the purest love they felt when they looked at me. Since then, I'm their son, dad messed with some people's minds so that adoption can be legalized and I don't have too many problems.

- So... you've lived with the X-Men since forever?

- Yeah, it's quite fun actually. Obviously, they never let me go on a mission, but it's like we're all one big family.

As Y/N spoke, Scott blatantly stared at the boy's face and inadvertently said:

- I think you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my entire life.

Y/N's face immediately flushed.

- You're not bad either, ruby ​​eyes. – Y/N said still amidst shyness.

Suddenly Scott realized what he said and sat up abruptly.

- I mean, you're nice and a really charming guy, I didn't mean anything else you know. You don't have to think I'm weird or anything.

- Scott, we're in a place where people shoot lasers out of their eyes, a boy turns to ice and do you really think sexuality is an issue here?

- It's just that I... I've never said something like that to any boy.

- And I'm glad I was the first. My father often asks me to welcome newcomers, but I don't know why, the moment we bumped into each other I felt the same connection I feel with plants. You, besides my parents, were the only one I introduced this place to.

- I guess this counts as a date then?

- Definitely not, ruby ​​eyes, I'm a difficult boy you know? You need to take me somewhere that's special to you too... and face vati.

The last part definitely scared Scott, but he wasn't about to give up on the beautiful flower boy so quickly.

Later that night...

There was a noise at the door of Y/N's room and he knew it was vati.

- May I come in meine kleine sonnenblume? (my little sunflower)

- Yes vati!

Y/N was reading one of Lord Byron's works as he was getting ready for bed.

"I don't know how your father manages to make you read these things..." said Erik.

"Maybe you should give it a chance before you judge" Y/N said with a slight laugh.

- I noticed that you spent a lot of time today with Alex's brother, should I be worried about something?

- No, of course not. I went with him to the wisteria field.

Erik's eyes were surprised.

- I thought it was something that only your father and I knew about.

- I know... but do you know how I feel the vividness of plants? The sprouting of a flower? The germination of a seed? When we bumped into each other in the hallway I had the same feeling, and the first thought I had was to take him there.

- Are you sure about that mein prinz? (my prince)

The door opened again and this time it was Charles.

- Erik, don't get jealous, please.

- It's not jealousy, I worry about who our son hangs out with, you know it's a dangerous world.

- Yes my love, the world is dangerous, but here we are safe.

- Y/N - Charles said approaching his son's bed. “I don't like getting into people's minds without permission, but I guess I have to admit that like your vanti I worry too… and Scott is a wonderful boy, give him a chance.

- Is this serious? - Erik said indignantly.

- Erik I think it's time for you to accept that our son has grown - Charles said laughing.

- Okay, can you two stop embarrassing me and let me finish my reading? - Said Y/N.

- It's okay my love, I love you more than anything. Have a good night. - Charles said placing a kiss on his son's forehead.

- I love you too, daddy.

- Good night mein hundenbay, (my puppy), ich liebe dich (I love you). And let me know if that boy causes you any trouble.

- Alright vanti - Y/N said smiling - ich liebe dich auch (I love you too)

depression and anxiety has been my best fashion lately

I miss.

I miss my friends,

my college,

my city,

the cold,

the mountains,

my grandmother's hug

and my cousins' laughter. Today I only live vicariously, watching the lives of others as mine passes by.

My comfort and breath are people who neither exist nor know me.

I miss.

I miss feeling alive.

makkari e kingo usando asl ❤️

Headcanon that when Cass first joins the family only she, Bruce, and Jason know sign language. (Cass taught it to herself while on the run because it was easier for her to remember shapes of her hands than trying to speak.) Cue the entire batfamily trying to learn a whole-ass language in as little time as possible:

Dick accidentally signing ‘fuck you’ instead of ‘thank you’ to Cass one day and Cass not saying anything bc she understands what he was trying to say, meanwhile Jason is CACKLING

Dick: What??? WHAT?? OH MY GOD CASS I’M SO SORRY OH MY GOD I DIDN’TMEANITLIKETHAT

on the opposite side, Jason and Duke cuss solely in ASL to avoid getting the bat-glare

Jason knows ASL because of a hard-of-hearing girl he befriended in middle school before he died. The whole situation convinced him to reach out to her and check in (She’s doing great as an electrical engineer)

Bruce, continuing the tradition of ‘language days’ where they can only converse in one language the entire day, quickly adds ASL to the list

Dick finger spells EVERYTHING bc his brain goes a mile a minute and it’s easier for him to reuse the same 30 signs

Except conversations with him take forever

The signs for drinking water and drinking alcohol are slightly different so Jason will consistently use the opposite sign for whichever one he means

Tim is the quickest to learn ASL but also when he’s tired he gets a little bit sloppy with it

The signs for Coca Cola and shoot up narcotics are homophones (practically the same motion), and this interferes with Tim’s love of soda

Alfred: you want what master tim???

Tim, who just wants a coke: ):

Bruce is a bit rusty on his signing and he does automatic signs sometimes without really thinking about it, and sometimes they’re slightly off

Bruce, to Cass, after she asks him if he wants to spar while he’s busy working with Superman on a case: sorry - sweetheart - we - work

What he actually signs: sorry - sweetheart - we - making out

This, naturally, leads Cass to believe that Clark and Bruce are in a relationship

Bruce claims that he forgot that the signs ‘work’ and ‘make out’ were similar but Clark just smirks and calls it a Freudian Slip

Bruce is extremely precise with every sign he makes after that

Tim and Damian start getting into an unspoken competition to see who is more fluent in the language

It escalates into a fight completely in ASL, which is unnerving because usually their fights involve more swords (Damian) and screaming (Tim)

Cass also knows CSL, which is much more different because of the different form structure of the Chinese language.

She’ll randomly switch from ASL to CSL in order to completely confuse the family

Steph pops in one day with around twenty sign language textbooks that she needs to return to the Manor Library

Bruce: wait when did do you even take those in the first place

Steph fingerspells ‘idk’ and bounds away to talk to Cass and Tim

Duke, upon discovering no sign language resources at his school, starts a club to learn with other people. He brings in Cass and Jason to teach them the basics every Friday

The first lesson: HOW TO CUSS IN SIGN LANGUAGE 101

immediately every kid in Duke’s school is hiding their cursing in sign language

Bruce gets a call from the school and (tired!dad) tells Jason and Duke that maybe next meeting he should teach something a little more... pg

Jason is absolutely unremorseful and laughs throughout the entire lecture

Until Alfred enters the conversation

(Next club meeting, a humbled Jason and a delighted Cass teach lesson 2: how to say please, thank you, and sorry)

A random kid in the club: ‘hey isn’t Jason Todd the name of Duke’s brother that died’

Jason: *signs* sorry I don’t really know how to to answer that in sign language

The kid:

Also Barbara is easily the most fluent out of all of them

She and Tim set up a special pair of gauntlets that would translate any sign language into spoken audio so that Cass could sign while on patrol and the team on comms would still understand her

I’m learning ASL right now and I cannot stop thinking abt the mess that is the batfam trying to learn it as quick as possible

yes! i do like [problematic thing]! and unfortunately i am under no obligation to defend my interests to strangers on the internet. good day and thank you for your time

The Firstborn of The Demon Hunters

Fandom: The Conjuring

Pairing: Ed and Lorraine Warren & Son!Reader

Summary: The Warren's eldest son had more in common with his parents' work than they would have liked, but he had unbelievable support behind him.

Word Count: 824

Warnings: Light horror theme related to demons, if you feel uncomfortable with the subject, maybe this is not a story for you!

P.S. I wrote this very sleepy while trying to distract myself to give the time for the new Loki episode lol, hope you enjoyed it! Requests are open, and I promise to try to bring you more content on my vacation from work!

Ed and Lorraine remembered perfectly the day you came into the world. From the first cry, from the first touch.

Lorraine thought the purest love came from God, but having a child, even with her devotion, she doubted it.

Ed remembers picking you up and feeling the biggest wave of love he could ever feel, a devastating wave, where in that moment he knew he would be and would do anything for his son.

When Jude was born, you were eight years old, and you couldn't be happier about having a baby sister. You loved her from the moment your parents told you the news, and to this day you are best friends with each other.

Your parents were never very specific on what their job was, they just said they helped people. But the amount of strange objects that arrived at your house, and a forbidden door always made you curious that there must be something more to it.

Until they started going into the media, TV shows, and then you understood what they were really about: Entity Hunters.

With your mother revealing her gift of clairvoyance, you can finally stop thinking yourself crazy, since you had the same gift, it still echoes today how your parents welcomed you when you told them.

- (Y/N), why didn't you tell us before? - Lorraine asked.

- I thought you would think I'm crazy, that you would try to take me to doctors or something, but I know that what I see and feel is real.

You hugged your dad and started crying while your mom stroked your hair and told you everything was going to be okay.

Since then, your parents began to teach you everything they knew. They never took you on a mission, but they thought an unprepared clairvoyant was extremely dangerous.

Until we reach the fateful day of today. You were already 17 years old and knew everything you could about demons, entities, spirits, rituals, among other things. Your mother had a terrible headache and your father considered going to the house and helping them on his own.

But Ed knew that the help of a clairvoyant was always needed. Very reluctantly, you managed to convince your father to let you go. After all, there were no signs of oppression or possession. Apparently it was just the beginning of a series of paranormal phenomena.

The family was contacted by an old friend, who knew they could help a young couple and their 10-year-old son. The boy had been acting strange for some time and strange signs began to be noticed in their house. Objects disappearing, or moving by themselves; low voices in places where there was no one, sightings of figures among others.

As soon as you arrived at the house, you felt a strange sensation, as if someone was watching you, and you felt extremely unwanted in that place. After a while talking to the family, while having a cup of coffee you looked at the child's father and behind him you clearly saw a handsome but terrifying male figure with a devilish look and a mark on your forehead, one that you knew from an old book.

Your father noticed how your lips turned white and you became even more excited.

- (Y/N) are you okay?

- I know what's been haunting this family.

You got up abruptly and left the house, with your father right behind you. You went straight to the car and grabbed one of the books you had left in the trunk in case you needed it.

- (Y/N) what's going on? Son what did you see?

You quickly grabbed the Book of Oberon and showed the right page to your father, who was in shock. Paimon was the demon haunting that family. But he's not just any devil, he's known as one of the kings of hell, and doesn't bother families...unless he's been summoned and promised a soul.

Your father obviously already knew all these things.

- Who could have summoned such a powerful demon to their own house? - Ed asked him.

- Someone who knew they would have someone to help if something went wrong.

The case was resolved, not in the most peaceful way possible. The boy's grandmother was the one who had summoned the devil years ago in search of success and money, things she got at the expense of her son's peace, and now her grandson's.

As time went by, she regretted it and knew who to turn to as her sister had already asked for help from the Warrens. She ended up sacrificing her own soul for her grandson's.

By the time they got home, Lorraine was feeling better. Jude had gone to bed at a friend's house and you were fine, all things considered.

In the end, you weren't afraid of demons and evil entities. You believed that God was on your side, but mostly, that your parents were on your side.

❝ ben barnes ❞

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aint this the fucken truth

Its the comfort Stan! Reblog this to make your 2021 even brighter!

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seeing a lot of people posting about julie and the phantoms and i'm so happy that a show that came from brazil (which i loved when i was kid and i never get over it get cancelei) is getting that much love and that one of the most incredible musical makers decided to take it

and the fact that the cast interacts with the brazilian cast on instagram omg they are everything

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So, I created the blog with the intention of writing but there were so many crazy things in my life that I ended up not writing. This is not a request, but know that REQUESTS ARE OPEN! My twilighter heart has been ignited recently so I wanted to comfort myself with something like that. Sorry for my English, I still don't have 100% confidence in writing in that language so I end up using the translator, but I always try to correct mistakes, and that's it, enjoy the story!

Word count: 1000

TW: Homophobia, physical abuse.

“It's okay, I'm here, I'm here. You're safe." - The cold hug comforted you in a strange way, which seemed warm.

Another nightmare, with the horrible past that insisted on continuing to haunt you. And yet every time there was an angel to comfort you when you wake up screaming.This time it was Emmett, his hug was strong, protective, you could see that he was trying hard not to squeeze harder.

Five years had passed since the Cullens adopted you. You lived alone with your mother, who never really liked you, said that in addition to spoiling her youth, it brought dishonor to the family. Your father loved you, he was your base and what made you endure the sad days, but he died of a heart attack.

After that things got worse, the only person who protected you was gone. Then beatings started to happen, verbal and physical threats, all psychological terror. Your mother considered you too delicate, very much like a "girl". You never had the courage to tell her you were gay, but she knew it one way or the other and that's why she treated you so badly.

It ended when she once saw you dancing in the room, hit you so hard and screamed so hard that the neighbors called the police. You were hospitalized for two days, 

Carlisle took care of you, it was strange to have an adult being so kind.

When your mother was arrested, you knew you were going to end up in a shelter for minors. But miraculously, the police chief's daughter, Bella Swan, became fond of you, her husband Edward Cullen, too. They started to live with you, take you for walks, give you gifts and little by little you got to know the rest of the family who fell in love with the boy who managed to be so affectionate and gentle despite a dark past.

So Edward and Bella filed for adoption, it was actually Carlisle and Esme, since technically Edward was not of legal age. They were rich and managed, together with the help of the police chief, who already considered you as a grandson.

When they told you they were vampires you were not surprised, which shocked everyone. The truth is, they could be a family from hell that you wouldn't mind. The therapist Edward asked to accompany you, who was an old friend who was also a vampire, said that it was a consequence of the abuse suffered, that what shocked him was the fact that they liked you, not the supernatural.

The therapy helped a lot, the whole treatment helped. But the nightmares still haunted you and from time to time they came but every night someone was there to hug you. And you loved the hugs, made you remember your father, the good days and be thanked by that family. You could already recognize each other's embrace.

Edward's came quickly, there was no time for you to scream, because he sometimes looked at your mind for fear that something bad was in your dreams. Once he got distracted and you shouted "dad" he thought you were dreaming about your biological father, but in fact you were calling out to him, and he comforted you in the middle of an inexplicable smile. He had two incredible children.

Calling Bella a mother was something that hadn't happened yet, and she understood, since the word brought a heavy past to you. But she was also going to hug you, she always told stories to calm you down, your favorite was how she and Edward met.

Renesmee, when she was at home also came, she was in college so she couldn't always be there. She was the big sister you always wanted to have, playful, fun, and someone you could trust your secrets with. Her hugs always came with beautiful visions thanks to the wonderful gift the girl had.

Jasper and Alice always came together, the blonde was not very comfortable going alone. Usually Alice predicted that you would wake up and she and Jasper would go to your room, she would hug you and he would try to calm you down with his gift. Jasper wouldn't admit it but he liked the idea that you could be a son to him too. He loved it when you asked him to tell the army stories, and when during the day you asked for help with homework.

Rosalie was maternal, it was inner of her. She nurtured you and sang lullabies. Edward, your father, told you that Bella was sometimes jealous, but you always made a point of showing her how much she meant to you. On Mother's Day, when you and Nessie handed her a handmade gift for you both, her smile completely infected you.

Carlisle used to lie next to you when he came to hug you with nightmares. His hug was comforting, but having you in his arms was even more comforting for him. He felt that the family was complete in a way that he never thought, he never imagined that he would have two grandchildren.

Esme always came with a cup of tea ready, she read to you, she had taught you Italian and you thought it was lovely to read the classics of Italy while you drank the hot cup of tea, it made you forget the nightmare in an instant.

"Everything okay there?" - Bella arrived at the door asking.

"Yes, Uncle Emmett has already helped me"

Emmett was still hugging you and now he was talking to you about the next action movies to be released, he knew how much you both loved the subject.

“Okay, anything just calls me. I love you Y / N ”

"I love you too, Mom"

It came out naturally, you only noticed when you spoke. Bella didn't want to embarrass you and acted naturally, but the smile on her lips showed how happy she was, for your traumas finally, even if gradually, were dissipating.

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

family™

“I can speak Spanish, French and Italian, and I’ve been in band for 12 years. My ears are little geniuses. Trust me.”

Obviously, I’m perfect.

My Neighbor Totoro (となりのトトロ) (1988) dir. Hayao Miyazaki