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whaleofatjme1920 · 3 months

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Passing Autumn Nights

[Proxies (Toby, Masky, Hoodie) X GN!Reader]

[Warnings: Like, none?]

[AN: also known as the 'fuck me i just miss autumn' fic and LOVE writing slice of life things.]

[1356 words <3]

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Moments like these never last forever. Fleeting, careless, and bittersweet, they remind you of a time long, long passed. The moon is rising and a chill runs through the air. It oddly warms you and reminds you of friends that pass in and out of your life just as freely, though in your past life it might have caused you minor concern.

You sit on the hood of this stupid car Toby stole. It’s sporting a giant dent in the side, and some of the paint near the tires is rusting but it’s taken care of the four of you so far. In your hand is a pack of cigarettes. You don’t smoke. You tried it once and hated it, coughing up like a crude imitation of a dragon lighting up your first attempt, and never tried again after that. They’re actually Tim’s; he wants you to hold them to help kick his habit.

Brian says it’s a sign he’s trusting you more and more. After all, no one knows Tim like him, and you trust your right hand’s judgment.

Laying in the back seat is Brian himself. His forearm is over his eyes to shield them from the harsh overhead lights in the parking lot. He smells like pine, the woods, a bit of whiskey but not too much. He’s got his back windows rolled down as he waits with you for Toby and Tim to finish whatever the hell they’re doing inside the grocery store. You all needed some cash, and Tim has ways of getting it without any suspicion raised. Whole registers, wallets, purses, things lifted without so much as a smile on his face and an oddly friendly, ‘have a nice day’ in response.

In your hands, you play with the lighter Tim also left with you. You flick it a few times before finally hearing your right hand’s voice.

“Leave it,” he hums tiredly, not bothering to move his forearm from his closed eyes. “Thing’s low enough.”

You smile softly and cap it before resting it back in your jacket pocket. For a mid October day, it’s only a little cold, which is surprising. You expected it to be chillier. Or maybe that’s just your proxy blood telling you to not register cold the way a human might. There’s scrapes all over your body, some from missions, others from training, only one from The Operator himself. You trace over the heated mark on your clothed thigh and internally wince, remembering when you upset him. “Sorry,” you apologize half heartedly as you run your thumb in slow circles over the smooth box of cigarettes. “Just get antsy waiting.”

Brian hums again in response as if to ask ‘why’, but makes no further move to press. He just smiles slightly in response to your presence. “You can always ask them how they’re doing,” he says. When you glance over your shoulder to peer at him through the windshield, he tapes at his temple. Head talk, of course.

You squint a bit across the parking lot and feel a small bout of relief wash through your system as Tim and Toby step out of the store, bags in hand from legitimate purchases, and well, you can feel the things they acquired outside of legal bounds. “No need to,” you say in response to Brian.

“Get off the hood,” Tim chides you slightly, but he makes no further move to disturb you. It’s said much like an older brother would to a pesky younger sibling.

In solidarity, and out of a love for annoying his leader, Toby haphazardly opens the trunk of the car, tosses the bags inside which earns a scowl from Tim, and then bounds over to sit on the hood with you. He leans back a bit, resting his tired body alongside yours. “Kinda crowded in there,” he says to you, knowing you’re curious about how it all went. “Bit too crowded for a Thursday at 8pm,” he muses further. He runs his fingers through his chopped brown hair, gazing at the night sky. The moon has always captivated him. Reminds him of simpler times. He likes autumn just as much as you do, and this feels like the best it’s going to get.

“What took you guys so long, then?” You inquire as you and Toby listen with half attention to Brian and Tim’s conversation. Something about future work, run of the mill proxy lifestyle things.

Toby rummages around in his pockets and pulls out a handful of dum dum lollipops he lifted. He gives you a toothy grin and nods for you to pick a flavor before he settles on blue raspberry after you’ve chosen. He crinkles the wrapper, shoves it in his pocket and then holds his hand out for you to give him your wrapper as well. He pops the sweet thing in his mouth and savors the taste before shrugging a bit, “you know Tim. That’s how it always is.” He smiles when Tim taps the windshield in slight annoyance.

“C’mon, get back in the car. We got somewhere to go,” Tim says as he starts the car up. Either you two get in, or he’s driving with you two strapped to the top of the car.

“Shotgun-!”

“Sh-oh come on,” Toby sighs in defeat as you snicker in triumph and slide off the hood of the car. You pat his shoulder and then round your way to the passenger seat, settling in and feeling oddly warmer despite not registering you were cold to begin with. You watch as Toby slouches his way to the backseat with Brian, who at first, does not want to move for the former runt. When Toby shoves him, Brian only laughs and tells him to ‘not get your panties in a bunch’.

“So, where are we going?” You ask as Tim puts the car in drive and smoothly leaves the parking lot. You’re always surprised at the places proxies end up. Right now, you’re in southern Illinois right around Ruth’s hometown. You wouldn’t tell her, but you visited her family’s farm and left a small gift. She would say it’s far too much, and even dangerous for proxy influence to be near her folks and younger siblings but The Operator’s always been fond of her. He wouldn’t hurt them. Not while she performs beautifully for him.

Tim props his left arm up on the sill of the car window, resting his head there as he drives with one hand. He’s very relaxed, preferring driving at night as opposed to dealing with everyone else when the sun is out shining. He won’t admit it either, but he loves autumn nights like these too. He watches the lights of the town start to fade as you head further south. “Stopping in a small proxy town, meeting with EJ, then Jeff is gonna tag along. Something about… a farm? Lotta farms lately,” he chuckles tiredly. “It’s kinda perfect for Halloween - I’ve never seen The Operator so fascinated with a witch before. So, that. He said he wanted us with those two, and we’ll get further directions once we’re at said farm.”

Brian clears his throat and adjusts his posture so he’s sitting up. “That farm gonna have pumpkins?” He asks. It’s surprisingly out of character for your right hand, arguably one of the most brutal proxies in your team.

Tim shrugs. “Fuck if I know.”

You laugh softly, “why? You wanna carve some?”

Some part of Brian’s old world personality shines through. His smile, the crinkle in his eyes despite him being older and no longer a college student but a weathered, jaded proxy is visible as he nods slightly. “Yeah,” he sniffs slightly, gaze now falling out the window at the orange, red and yellow trees visible from the car’s headlights as you pass, only to see them disappear as the four of you roll through. “Always liked autumn,” he says.

There’s that warm, gentle feeling again. You focus on your lollipop, feeling the presence of something mulled and sweet. This is as good as it’s gonna get.

“Yeah,” a pause, “me too.”

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rs-hawk · 2 months

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My Brother’s Hot Friend: Week Two

FtM Reader x Dragon

Week One, Week Two, Week Three, Week Four

You flinched slightly from how Drake’s claws dug into your arm. You don’t know why it hurt so badly, but it did. Your lower lip trembled and your eyes filled with tears, forcing you to try to blink them away.

“That hurts,” you whispered, burying your face more into his arm, muffling the sound of your voice.

“Oh,” he said, yanking his hand away from your waist as if he hadn’t even realized he was holding onto you. “Sorry Y/N. You okay?”

You pulled away from him, feeling like it would make you look ridiculous to still be burrowed into him if he wasn’t even touching you. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Your voice was tight, and you could tell by the way he frowned and drew his eyebrows together he didn’t believe you, but he didn’t say anything more about it.

He opened the passenger side door of his car, gesturing for you to get in. When you did, without a word, he surprised you by leaning in to buckle you up when your shaking hands couldn’t quite do it. Your face was burning from the liquor that still warmed your body, and it only burned hotter when his calloused fingers brushed against the exposed skin of your waist from where your shirt rode up.

“You’re a pain,” he grunted before shutting the door with a little too much force.

Rolling your lip between your teeth, you watched as he stalked across the front of the car. His face was hard, unreadable, as he entered the car. He didn’t even look at you as he started the car, and the entire time he drove he kept his eyes trained right in front of him. You didn’t speak as you twiddled your thumbs. After a few minutes, you pulled out your phone, the screen blurring before your eyes.

By the time you got back to his house, you were surprised to see that it seemed like it was completely empty. “Are you here by yourself?” you blurted out.

He parked the car, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. “Yeah. My parents are out of town.”

“Oh,” was all you said.

He gestured for you to get out of the car and follow him, so after messing with the seatbelt for a moment, you did. The house was darker than you expected, reminding you of a cave. There were glimpses of sparkling and shiny things that hung from the ceiling. You assumed chandeliers.

You grabbed his hand, squinting in the darkness. Drake chuckled, which annoyed you, why couldn’t he just turn on a light if no one else was here?, but you didn’t say anything.

“I’ve… missed you, Y/N,” he said quietly, so quietly you weren’t even sure if you heard him right.

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daichiduskdrop · 10 months

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Chapter 12

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: Slight mentions of unhealthy eating habits

Words: 3358

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Smiling at the calming words, you rested fully against the alpha's shoulder, his large hands curling around your upper back, pulling you closer.

Hoseok chuckled at the soft interaction, knowing well that Yoongi was acting against his usual cold and shy nature, just for you. He wouldn't let even the youngest cuddle with him, and that said something.

You were just special for them.

Driving carefully, the car went slowly. There wasn't any snow falling at the current time, but the roads were glistening with ice, and so the alpha tried to avoid any possible accidents.

It didn't take much more than 20 minutes before they were able to see the university building from the main road. Turning on the closest street, Jungkook drove the vehicle to the parking lot available for the students.

When entering the school, along with a few other important documents and cards, all the students received a parking access card, allowing them to save some money.

Not a lot of the people there actually used it; it was much more common for them to just use the train, bus, or anything along those lines. A car was just an expense not many could afford.

Most of the students were betas, or alphas, because the lectures and assignments brought a high stress level that wasn't advised for omegas to endure every day. It was usual for alphas to drive cars; betas most of the time also had the licence, but for omegas, it was fairly unusual.

Passing the tests with the second-gender burden was just unlikely. Plus, even if some lucky ones managed to pass, most likely paid behind their backs by their pack alphas, they wouldn't always actually get the licence.

It wasn't a very honourable act to pay to pass any tests or bypass any important rules, but if a pack omega just so wanted to learn how to drive for whatever reason, would study so well for it, and would be nervous during any of the practise drives, the pack would just eventually soften up.

It was just harsh to see them fail and look so sad after it happened; usually the omegas would end up crying because of it too.

"They wouldn't need the licence anyways," was usually what the teachers at the driving school would say, blatantly obvious with just not wanting to allow them to drive.

Car accidents could end terribly, and a pack that has lost their omega for such things would most definitely carry the burden for way longer than healthy.

It was true, though; the passenger princess privelage omegas held was just too powerful.

And so, the parking lot was mostly empty, occupied in only at very few spots. Getting in the line before the lifting barrier, only a few cars stood before the pack's.

Noticing the driver being let in only after scanning a card, Jungkook turned to look at you, palms still holding the wheel fully.

„Babybun? Do you have card access for the parking lot, sweet bunny?” Nodding, you took your backpack from next to you, rummaging through it until you fished out your wallet.

Going through the many passes you didn't really use, you took out the dark blue card, which had a barcode at its bottom with your information printed out on top.

Handing it to Jin, he gave it to Jungkook's outstretched hand. Thanking you gently, the alpha drove a few metres forward after the last car went through.

Pulling the window down, he let the scan recognise your access, and the barrier pulled up right after. Driving in, he turned to park at one of the bigger slots, making sure not to bump into anyone's car.

Turning the engine off, seatbelts unbuckled, and doors opened, with you also slipping out in time. Yoongi carried your backpack for you and held it by one of the straps.

Zipping up your now slightly opened jacket for you, Jungkook smiled widely at you. „I'll keep the card for when one of us comes to pick you up later, okay, bun?” Rubbing your cheek with his knuckles, his warm and soft eyes settled on your form.

Nodding at it, you didn't have any issue with it. Turning to your backpack, you took out your college ID and hung it around your neck with the strap.

With the time quickly approaching closer and closer to 8, the alphas decided that going from the oldest to the youngest, they would share their goodbyes. With the first alpha approaching you, he took a hold of both of your hands, intertwining your fingers and squeezing them.

„Sweet cub, have fun at lessons today, okay? You can tell me all about them later. Text us if you need anything; we are always available for you. And eat your lunch well; I made it extra tasty just for you.”

Cooing at you, Jin stepped closer to you, his body feeling warm even through all the layers. His chin rubbed softly over the top of your head, scenting you just the smallest bit.

Stepping back, the man allowed his packmates to also say their goodbyes, but even then, he didn't let his eyes waver from your form, watching closely over you.

„My sweet kitten. Have a good day, hm? If anything happens, alphas are always ready to come here and get you. Pay attention in lessons and stay out of trouble, kitty.”

Yoongi didn't show much affection, instead choosing to just scent you, being much less obvious about it. Rubbing his hands around your soft face tenderly, he let his wrist scent glands do the trick.

After making deep eye contact with the alpha for a few seconds, he pulled away, helping you put on your backpack.

Smiling widely at you, the next alpha pulled you to his chest right away, rubbing both of his palms over your sides, being mindful not to bump into your bag.

„Sunshine, have a great day. What is your schedule today anyway?"

„Um..I have to meet my course leader first, since it's Monday. I'll be in the studio until lunch break, and then I should have some lectures and then continue on some assignments again.” You said, thinking about your schedule for the day.

Usually, it was pretty much the same every day, but Mondays were a bit different, with meeting up with the course leader in the morning. They were there to explain and inform you about any upcoming events or assignments for the week, going over all the work you have done for the past week.

„That sounds like a lot, bub. You aren't too tired now, are you? My baby, be careful on yourself, please.” Already getting too worried for any good reason, he wrapped his arms around your head, pushing you under his chin.

Breathing in your scent, he felt his nerves settle down a bit. With his chin gently going over your hairline, he too left a bit of his scent lingering on you. Pursing his lips in disappointment, he pulled away after prolonging the hug for a good few seconds, gently rubbing your shoulders before he stepped away.

„Okay, babypup, pay good attention to your lessons, sweetheart. Make sure you do well in your classes, and if anything happens, tell the alphas right away; we are here to protect you.” Looking into your eyes with his neck bended towards you, you nodded at Packalpha's words.

Gentle and caring, yet strict at the same time. Namjoon always cared about studies, and you doing well in your lessons was very important to him. He knew a bit about art, but even if he didn't, he was more than willing to study anything to be able to help you if you had any troubles.

Gently patting the back of your head for a few rhythms, he hummed in approval when you nodded. Rubbing his cheek on your hair, he let his scent cover you fully. You gripped his fingers tightly before you let him pull away again.

„Aigoo, princess, make sure you have lots of fun with your classmates today, hm? We already added you to our group chat, so make sure you message us throughout the day, sweet baby. Alphas will get worried otherwise!”

Whining through his chuckles, Jimin shook you softly, making you also erupt in soft giggles. Pleased with the sound, he also carefully pulled you close to his body, snuggling up against your warm neck and cheeks.

With you well scented, he felt satisfied with his work, allowing the other alphas to also say their goodbyes.

„Babycheeks, be careful alright? If anyone picks on you, you tell us immediately. Do you understand? ...good girl. Take photos of what you made; you can show me later today. I would love to see.”

Nodding into his neck, you breathed in the musky scent he carried. He felt worried about leaving you out of his sight after having you drop twice already these past two days. It was just worrying for him.

With his fingers combing through your hair, Taehyung squeezed your cheeks a little, pinching them and laughing widely at your face. You were just adorable, weren't you?

With his small wrist scent glands doing a good job of scenting you well, he felt satisfied with his work, letting the youngest do his own thing.

„Babybun, I will get lonely without you like this! You have to text me, okay, so I don't cry! I will, I really will—no, baby, don't laugh! Nooo, yah! Stop! Aish..” His fake sobs were just ridiculous; his face looked too funny for you to handle.

Hugging him instead, you could hear the loud coos of the other men around you, making you hide your face in the alpha's chest better. Giggling himself, he rubbed his palms over your sides himself, his knuckles caressing your cheeks gently.

Stepping away after a few more moments, you adjusted the card around your neck and shyly looked down. The men didn't leave yet, watching over you with soft eyes. Sighing out, you knew you had to go now.

„I'll go now...” You softly whispered, about to turn on your heel, when Namjoon answered.

„Be a good girl for alphas today.” The packalpha said, and with your shy nod, you made your way to the entrance of your college.

The pack watched over you fondly, making sure you left inside safely. And so, after you turned a corner, they all eventually piled back in the van, the time showing 7:54. They didn't have any strict schedules they always had to comply with, but they had scheduled meetings for the day.

They didn't mind, though; even if they were a little late, saying proper goodbyes to you was much more important to them.

Rounding the corner, you walked through the busy corridors, many scents erupting from all around you. It wasn't too loud; most of the people who studied at art schools were more introverted and quiet. Still, with the many people you didn't know well and the scents they carried, the noise was a bit overwhelming.

Shrugging off your coat and placing it in your locker, you locked it, taking just your backpack. Continuing on your way to the studios, yours was at the bottom level of the school, right next to all the printing techniques.

It was just more convenient for all the students since a lot of the time fine arts included sculptures and other various materials, and you were also used to going to the printing techniques quite frequently. The giant machines were placed downstairs for obvious reasons.

Walking through the open space where a lot of the figurative drawing classes were held, you made your way to the room you shared with the few classmates you had. Opening the doors, you bent your head so you wouldn't accidentally meet anyone's eyes.

There weren't many people in your class anyway, and sharing it with only six others was a pretty private experience if you were being honest. Fine arts weren't just that popular for a major, very understandably so.

Taking a seat at the corner of the big table, you all piled together, waiting for the teacher to arrive.

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„And the curating? How is it going?” The man asked, watching over his class. The exhibitions would take place in just about a week or so, and so it was important to get the finishing touches down.

After splitting up the class into two equal groups, it was assigned for them to help curate two exhibitions, one for each. The works of the other students would be shown too, with the show held in the school building a few days before Christmas.

They had to do everything basically by themselves, and that was a lot of work, having to label everything, prepare all the work on time, and get it together with no issues.

You shared the project with two betas, a boy named Chin-Hae and another girl named Sun-Hi. They didn't let you do much stuff completely by yourself, so you more or less helped them around. Most of the talking with other students was done by them, with you being close by.

Neither of them talked too much with you, but with a few of the other classmates, they were a lot more outgoing. You didn't mind, though, feeling a little too shy to try and approach them with anything else but the project you were required to work on together.

„We are working on the posters for it right now; we still have to finalise all the names. Not much left to do.” Sun-Hi spoke, her voice sounding velvety and calm.

Even if the group seemed mostly well collected, they were more than worried. The preparations have been taking over two months now, and it's been complicated getting the work ready.

„Alright. Do you have some sketches or anything? I can look over it with you.” Nodding at that, the beta pulled out her laptop, unlocking it, and after a minute, she turned the screen to the teacher.

There wasn't much yet done for the poster; together they only decided on the colour scheme and font but didn't go too deep into how it would actually look. You had some ideas on your mind, but you didn't expect the group to actually use them.

Looking at the screen for a second, you nervously sat next to the teacher and the two other classmates opposite you. Hiding your palms under the sleeves of the jumper you wore, you huddled closer to yourself.

Nodding at your work, the teacher mentioned finishing it within two or so days at the maximum because they had to present the whole preparation process by Friday. He would be able to help them at least a little until then, but when Friday hits, he won't be able to do much.

Thanking him quietly, the teacher then went over the other students work for the assignments given for the month. Checking over how they were progressing, he was quick to give any needed help.

With every assignment, you were given a written note going over what techniques you had to use, the theme, colours, and any other notes that had to be made. Everything else was fully up to you.

With the sketches already done, you were moving quickly with the work you still had to do since it had to be done before the Christmas holidays. The critiques would be held the day after New Year's celebrations, and you had to have everything done by then.

You weren't too wowed by the theme. „What is your problem?” just sounded a bit lame to your ears, but you did get a few nice ideas you continued to work on further.

You liked that the sentence could be interpreted and said in so many different ways, from a caring and worried question all the way to a rude and sarcastic remark.

You wanted to hold on to that thought for a little longer, wanting to maybe even collaborate with someone you thought would never understand your perspective and view. And so, after telling your kind teacher about your idea, he was quick to help.

Providing you with a contact for a senior alpha man you had never met in your life before, he helped you arrange a short meeting, held on the school grounds, where the man arrived.

It was an experience you never really thought about going through before, but you decided to trust it, and you believed you would be able to make an artwork after the appointment.

And so the day you met up with the elder, you were led to the cafeteria with your teacher with you, helping you get settled down for a second or two before he also left. It was a little bit awkward at first; the alpha's face was obviously more than tired.

You still remember the bright white coat he wore and the thick knitted scarf he tightly wrapped around his neck. With a walking stick held by him, the man took a seat by the small table in the cantine, his wire-rimmed glasses perched up on his big nose.

Even when it intimidated you at first greatly, soon you went on talking with the alpha, and shockingly, he felt very sweet towards you. A bit confused with the new technologies, he was actually very nice to talk to.

When you told him about the assignment, he laughed loudly and was quick to answer the question. „I got old, and so will you.”

With the main idea of your work already so easily said by him, you now had a few nice ideas you wanted to carry out further. Wanting to phase the whole project around age and mostly time, you weren't too sure what to exactly present, but choosing to do multimedia just felt right for this.

You knew making a video could be risky, especially with the music that would have to play in the background, the animation, and everything else that was just time-consuming, but you had already prepared well for it by creating a plan and taking a few photos you wanted to include.

And so, going over all the stuff you had prepared earlier last week, your teacher also helped you around, making sure you understood well what was wanted.

It didn't feel like a long time passed before it was lunch break. You were actually quite excited for it, going from being huddled up before the notebook the school would provide you with to finally stretching out again.

Unzipping your backpack, you pulled out the steel dosirak case. It was cold by now, but you hoped that the alpha would have only packed food that was usually eaten cold. You hated when your meals, which were usually served warm, would go icy. It just tasted different.

There was rice in one of the side compartments, four kimbap neatly placed in a line, cut-up lotus roots in one of the smaller placements, sesame seeds sprinkled on top, and a bit of bulgogi was also in the lunch box.

It looked like a meal you would buy at a restaurant, not a lunch you would take from home. Feeling excited, you went on to take a bite with the wooden chopsticks Jin gave you, the case safely tucked in the box with a few napkins placed around it.

It tasted good, and so you kept coming back for seconds, having, for once in your life, truly finished the whole box without having to force yourself even a little. Your tastebuds were dancing in delight, and you had your stomach filled up once again.

With only a bit of the beef, lotus, and rice left for your afternoon snack, you were more than satisfied.

Taking your phone out, you reminded yourself to thank the pack's oldest for the nice meal he must have whipped up for you the last evening and morning. Opening WhatsApp, you were already added to a group with a few text notifications.

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6rookie-writer0110 · 7 months

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First thunder

Kara Danvers x Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Request - Can I request fluff for Supergirl Kara Danvers x Reader who is a Saiyan like from Dragon Ball; and how they bond over how similar and different they are? Like how Krypton was once seen as a shining beacon for the galaxy, while the Saiyans were fearing across the galaxy as being planet conquering savages. Kryptonians focused more on furthering science and exploration, while the Saiyan loved nothing more than combat and getting stronger.

You are training with Kara, usually like training with your best friend. But she knew something was wrong and she stopped.

“What’s wrong, Y/n?” Kara asked.

“I just miss my home planet,” You said.

You sit on the ground and she sits next to you.

“There are times I feel like that. I miss my old home and everyone that I used to know” Kara said.

“How do you keep going?” You asked.

“It can be hard sometimes. I wonder what if it didn't happen, would I have met Alex and my friends differently? There are a lot of what-ifs, but you are not alone and you shouldn't bottle up all the time. If you want to talk about it, I'm here for you” Kara said.

“You are like that green alien the small one, because you always know what to say” You smiled.

“You mean Yoda” Kara laughed.

“I don't think that's his name. But, I miss everyone so much” You said.

Kara puts her arms around you for comfort. You and Kara stood up and went back to training. You went Super Saiyan and you smirked at Kara.

“Just because you can change your hair color, doesn't mean I'm scared,” Kara said.

“I don't expect you to be scared,” You said.

You start to fight with Kara. Your punches are going faster but Kara starts to catch up and she blocks your punches. But you and Kare keep going, you use telekinesis to move a boulder to hit Kara. But she used her heat vision to destroy the boulder.

“That’s all you can do?” Kara asked.

“Nice, thinking on your feet” You smirked.

You moved back then you got into form, then your power starts to from Destructo Disc. A razor-sharp disc of golden ki that can slice through almost any substance.

“I really hate that move,” Kara sighed.

She starts to dodge your attacks now you start to go faster.

You and Kara trained for hours, but you two are not tired. But back at the deo, Lena and Winn were explaining something but you got confused. Because the conversation was about science you pretended to know the topic. But you made no sense but Kara knew, and you tried to pretend again.

✯ ✯ ✯ ✬

You went to Kara’s apartment and you gave her a bag. A little while ago, you and Kara stopped Lex’s robots and Kara got hurt.

“What is this?” Kara asked.

“They are called Senzu Beans, which helps us Saiyans heal faster during battles. Try it and you will feel it” You smiled.

“I never heard of Senzu beans before,” Kara said.

She ate two senzu beans and she can feel her body healing fast.

“Wow, Y/n! These beans are like magic. I feel much better” Kara smiled.

“See! Since you are feeling better… maybe we can get something to eat?” You said shyly.

“Yes, we can and I will call Alex,” Kara said.

“Keep the bag in case you need it” You smiled.

She hugged you and you hugged her back. You and Kara met Alex at a restaurant and you always order a lot of food.

———

You are training with Alex and Kara but you try to be careful with Alex. You don't want to hurt her so you hold your powers back. Alex teaches you how to fight without your powers.

“Y/n, we are going to have a game night at my place you should join us,” Kara said.

“I like that idea,” You said.

Kara used her super strength to throw a car at you, but you moved out of the way by using teleportation. Now, Kara and Alex start to attack at the same time but you block their attacks.

——

You like game nights with them. You are always having fun and there are always snacks. You always try to beat Alex in each board game, because sometimes she is on a winning streak

✯ ✯ ✯ ✬

It's Halloween night, and you and Kara have on costumes. Kara wants you to experience trick or treat, and you quickly say yes. You are dressed as a pirate and Kara is dressed as a vampire. You and Kara are also taking Alex’s daughter to get candy. Your bag is halfway full

“Wow, people on Halloween are very nice,” You said.

“I think we have enough candies and we should go home,” Kara said.

“Please can we get more candies?” You begged.

You give her the puppy eyes and she tries not to give in.

“Fine! Let's get more candy” Kara said.

You smiled then you wrapped your arms around her and picked her up.

“Y/n, Y/n put me down,” Kara said.

“You are the best friend ever!” You yelled.

You gently put her down. She did keep he promise and you got more candy, then went home with her. You start to eat half of the bag then Kara takes it away, so you can save some for tomorrow.

#flufftober #kara danvers imagine #kara danvers x reader #supergirl x reader #gender neutral reader #gender neutral insert

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callsign-rogueone · 2 months

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wrong to love you

Garrick Tavis x Sloane Mairi 💌: Could I request a Garrick x Sloane angst where Garrick feels guilty/conflicted about having feelings for Liam's kid sister? words: 861 🏷: Iron Flame spoilers and mentions of sex / very mild objectification. written in third person, but Garrick's POV. I promise I love ***** as much as the next guy, but somebody has to be the antagonist here. I did not think my first character x character fic would be this, but here we are -- I read this ask and nearly fell down the stairs. literally. this pairing is something I had never considered until this very moment but I’m kinda obsessed with it — I had to put everything down and write this as a stream of consciousness (no editing, just brain worms.) let me know if you want me to make this a series, I guess?

Liam was an objectively pretty guy, but seeing his features on a woman is devastating.

It feels wrong to call Sloane Mairi a woman, but it’s the truth; she’s grown in the six years since he’s seen her, from the tagalong younger sister into a goddess; gorgeous waves of golden hair, big ice-blue eyes and long eyelashes, soft pink lips and a little button nose, defined cheekbones…

and Gods, her body -- the muscle she’s put on in training for Basgiath, the way the flight leathers hug every curve of her waist and hips, squeeze every muscle of her thighs, all that dark black contrasting with the bits of pale skin peeking out from her collar and her sleeves…

Garrick has always considered himself a gentleman, prided himself on being a man who thinks with his head instead of his dick, but Sloane Mairi has him re-evaluating those statements.

Definitely wrong. Undoubtedly, incredibly wrong. Well…

She’s an adult, he reasons. A dragon rider, even. She’s capable of making her own decisions, of defending herself with both body and mind -- she’d always been sharp-tongued, even before their lives went to shit; it’s one of the things he’d liked most about her. That and her laugh, that lovely sound that he thought he’d never hear again.

Nope. Still wrong.

It should feel wrong, he decides. It is wrong. It is so fucking wrong to sit here imagining her skin on his, how easy it would be to heft her over one shoulder and carry her up to his room, how soft and small she’d feel underneath him, those gorgeous blue eyes rolling back as he—

Stop it, he hisses to himself, gritting his teeth. If he wasn’t in public right now, wasn’t sitting in the middle of the mess hall pretending to listen to Bodhi’s blathering about gods-know-what, he’d slap himself across the face.

Liam is totally going to haunt him for this. He’d deserve it -- the bro-code applies even in the afterlife; no perving on sisters allowed, older or younger, and Sloane is definitely younger. She’s hardly old enough to drink, for godssakes.

He could really use a drink himself right now, but that might make this even worse.

“Four years isn’t that much, even in the context of your little human lifespan,” Chradh reasons, sounding like he’s enjoying this — of fucking course he is. He’s always liked watching Garrick squirm.

“What about the fact that I’m her superior officer?”

“A small ethical complication, I agree. But if you don’t stake your claim, someone else will,” Chradh muses. “Someone might have already.”

Garrick’s about to snap back, to ask him what the fuck he’s talking about, when he finally notices who she’s sitting with, whose joke she’s laughing at, who’s shoulder she’s touching.

He’s going to bend his fork in half from how hard he’s gripping it.

Stupid, spoiled princes and their ceaseless fucking meddling in his life. First Alic and his outspoken hatred of Garrick and the other marked ones, going as far as making an attempt on his life during threshing. He would be dead, had Xaden not intervened; Alic had the conviction to go through with it, but he’d been a coward, jumping someone who had their back turned.

And now that prick’s little brother is flirting with his girl, not a care in the world, not a thought in that pretty little head. He hadn’t even known Liam, or their parents. He has no idea what she’s been through. What business does he have giving her a shoulder to cry on, when his dear old dad had been the one to decide to execute eighty-six mothers and fathers, to orphan a hundred and seven innocent children in one fell swoop and to sentence them all to life serving the crown -- if they made it out of that deathtrap school first?

And she has no idea who he is under that little working-class costume he’s been wearing for the last four months. Aaric Graycastle. Come on. Using the first name of the last king and putting castle in the surname? Not subtle at all.

Neither of the apples fell far from the idiot tree, apparently. If Halden is as stupid as his brothers, then Navarre is doomed. As if it isn’t already. As if it hasn’t been cursed from the moment they tried to conquer Tyrrendor. Serves them fucking right.

At least the brat had jumped ship with them and came to Aretia to finally start living on the right side of history — though that was likely due to his disdain for his father. Does every son of the royal family have daddy issues? Is it a requirement? Something they teach you at those fancy boarding schools in Calldyr?

Maybe Sloane had been the one to convince him to come along. Maybe Chradh is right — maybe they’re already together.

So help him gods, if that little prick prince lays another hand on his girl, if he tries anything, Garrick is going to beat him to a pulp.

“I guess you’ve made up your mind, then,” Chradh says, snapping Garrick out of his rage.

“What?” “You called her yours. Twice.”

#idk how to tag this #fourth wing #fourth wing fanfic #garrick tavis #sloane mairi #garrick tavis / sloane mairi #garrick / sloane #garrick tavis x sloane mairi #i don't know man #fuck it we ball #mine

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1:04 AM ~ *Taiju Shiba*

Summary: You’ve made the 10th generation leader of the Black Dragons soft. Now you must pay the price. But you’re not scared.

Pairing: Taiju Shiba X Fem!Reader

Genre: Angst Drabble

Word Count: 530

Warning: mentions murder, bad swearing, blood, hurt to comfort, no one dies but it comes close.

Masterlist

A/N: I just want to try something.

The switchblade pressed against your throat was cold to the touch. You were completely frozen due to the cold steel against your jugular. However, you were as calm as could be. You weren’t worried as the person holding the blade pressed a little harder.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing?”

Taiju was pissed but he only showed it on his face. His posture was relaxed, his arms folded over his broad chest. You kept your eyes trained on his closed eyes.

Everything was okay.

“This bitch has made you soft. I’m just removing an obstacle.”

“No, you’re touching something that’s mine.” He snapped. “You draw a single drop of blood and I’ll bury you six feet under.”

See? Everything was fine.

“We could be great! Legends even! And yet you let this whore get in our way! She has to go!”

“She’s not going anywhere.” Taiju’s voice was deadly calm but razor sharp. “Now let her go.”

“I WON’T!” He pressed harder. A drop of blood dripped down your throat. Your breath hitched.

Taiju’s face turned murderous. “Hakkai.”

The blade jerked across your throat.

It then slashed down your clavicle before being pulled away from you entirely. Your knees gave out and you crumpled to the floor. Instantly, Taiju was by your side. You barely heard the gunshot behind you. Your hands pressed to your throat, assessing the damage.

You were pulled into Taiju’s strong arms and you realized you’ve never seen him so worried in his entire life. Tears were even welling in his eyes. But you were shaking too much from the adrenaline rush to hold his face and reassure him.

“Oh my God, are you okay? Please tell me you’re okay! You have to be okay!”

“I’m fine.” Your voice was hoarse. “I’m fine, Taiju. It was a superficial cut across the throat. It didn’t hit anything. The one across my clavicle will need stitches though. He still didn’t hit anything. I’m just going into shock.”

He shook his head. “God, I hate how you know so much about this shit. Hakkai! Get the car! We have to get to the hospital!”

Hakkai’s footsteps fade away and you try to touch Taiju’s face. He grabbed your hand softly and placed it back over your wound. “Don’t. Don’t move. You need to be okay.”

“I will. Just keep me awake. Kiss me like a princess if you have to.”

He rolled his eyes. “You’re so stupid.”

“You’re stupid for not stopping him before.”

“He would have killed you!”

“No, he wouldn’t have. You would’ve stopped him.” You stared deep into his eyes as you said, “I know you, Tai. You would have stopped him from hurting me. And you did. You saved me.”

Taiju shook his head. “No, you still got hurt. You’re going into shock. You could still-”

“I’m not.” You snapped. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying right here with you until we go to the hospital. So just keep holding me tight and don’t let me go.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Hakkai popped up behind his brother’s shoulder and the two of them helped you to the hospital. You went under anesthesia and woke up in a quiet room, Taiju staring out the window. When he saw you were awake, he squeezed your hand and told you you were going to be fine.

“And now I’ll have cool scars.” You smiled, squeezing his hand back. “Also, I’ll look like Frakenstein for a while. Isn’t that cool, Tai?”

He glared at you. “Shut the hell up. You’re in the hospital and it’s all my fault.”

“You shut up. We’ve been over this. Everything turned out okay. We just need to be more careful in the future, that’s all.”

He sighed and dropped to his knees, his forehead pressed against your clasped hands. “I hate you. I should leave you and never see you for the rest of my life. You are the worst thing to ever happen to me.”

Threading your fingers through his hair, you whispered, “But you love me too much. And I love you too. We’ll figure this out. We’re going to be okay.”

“You’re going to be okay. I’m never seeing you again.”

Chuckling, you shook your head. “You would never.”

He didn’t say anything. The two of you stayed like that until you fell asleep. He walked out of your hospital room and didn’t come back.

But you know Taiju. When you were ready to be discharged, he’d be right there by your side.

Because he would never leave you behind.

#Tokyo Revengers #Tokyo Revengers Fanfiction #Tokyo Revengers Drabble #Anime #Anime Fanfiction #Anime Drabble #Black Dragons #Taiju Shiba #Taiju Shiba X Reader #Taiju Shiba Fanfiction #Taiju Shiba Drabble #Taiju Shiba Angst #Taiju #Taiju X Reader #Taiju Fanfiction #Taiju Drabble #Taiju Angst #Drabble #Angst

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deception-united · 1 month

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The WIP Questionnaire

Thanks to @modernwritercraft for tagging me! Filling this out for my current WIP, cowriting with @leisureflame.

1. What was the first part of your WIP that you created?

The plot and worldbuilding drastically evolved in leaps and bounds quite a few times. The first part of the first version of this WIP that we wrote was an excerpt from somewhere near the end—but for the current version, we started with the initial meeting of the MC and the future love interest.

2. If your story was a TV show, what would the theme song/intro be?

Runaway by AURORA—the lyrics about escape and freedom fit well with the theme.

3. Who are your favourite characters you've made? Why?

Blad. He's a bald black chicken and the MC's brother's adopted son. He is majestic. You wish you were him.

Another favourite is Finneas, the MC's love interest. He's tall and blond and a loser, and we love him.

4. What other pieces of media do you think would share a fan base for your story?

Fans of novels similar to Red Queen, or really any other dystopian novel, would likely (hopefully) enjoy it.

5. What has been your biggest struggle with your WIP?

The chapter outline. We've been stuck on it for the longest time—we know a number of plot points, but really fleshing it out and figuring out every little detail has been challenging.

6. Are there any animals in your story? Talk about them!

Yes. Blad.

7. How do your characters get around? (e.g., trains, horses, cars, dragons, etc.)

We haven't put too much thought into this just yet, but seeing as the novel is dystopian and set in the future, the methods of transport are likely futuristic as well. I'll update once we figure that out.

8. What part of your WIP are you working on rn?

Like I said, the chapter outline. We're struggling.

Aside from that, there are a couple characters we have to finish developing, and a few others whose exact role we've yet to ascertain.

9. What aspects (tropes, maybe?) of your WIP do you think will draw people in?

Betrayal, opposites attract, slow burn romance, reluctant acquaintances to friends to ALMOST LOVERS to enemies, grumpy x sunshine, lovers in denial, love/hate.

10. What are your hopes for your WIP?

Getting it published. And assembling a fandom. Every writer's dream, isn't it?

Tagging @paranoia-art, @replayjay, @writingwithfolklore, and @celestialwrites. (Accidentally posted this once before I finished editing; ignore previous mention)

#writeblr #writing #wip questionnaire #wip ask game #writer games #tag game #creative writing #deception-united

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freyanistics · 1 year

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Fiery flames 🔥 (part 1)

Wally (human) x dragon!reader

Part two here

Thousands of years ago dragons ruled the skies. With their terrible fiery breaths and intelligence they were seen as the biggest threat to mankind. But as the years pass and the world changed dragons started to disappear one by one from the war between them and humans. Nowadays they are simply deemed a fantasy in storybooks. But you are still alive. Sure you might have to stick to your human form and adapt to modern life but the large scaly beast was still active inside of you, waiting to break free.

You lived in an apartment complex in the lesser side of the city, where crime was a bit more prominent, your typical robbers and car jackers. No one dared to bother you so you were never worried of waking up with your stuff stolen or getting mugged off the street. The reason you moved here was because it was much more interesting than surrounding yourself around pompous idiots in the white collar district. You also had made a couple of friends in the complex including a young mother with two young children that you babysit every Friday night and an widow who always told nice stories.

It took awhile to adjust to your new mundane life. You missed the times when you were a large liege seizing havoc upon knights and hoarding your prized possessions but that didn’t mean you couldn’t entertain yourself. At night you would fly through the dark skies over the city looking down at the light up buildings just like the old times.

This particular morning you woke up around six am getting up and ready for work at your new job. You was a camera person for this live set children’s show called ‘Welcome Home’. If you had to pick it reminded you a bit of Mister Rogers and Sesame Street. There were live actors that would dress up as these characters and do your typical lessons like being kind to one another and how to count to ten. You didn’t have no opinion on it since you wasn’t the targeted audience. After getting dress and shoving a toast in your mouth you rush out of the building to the train station taking the D train to the uptown area. While riding the train you looked down at your phone scrolling through your feed not paying anyone no mind, even when someone was singing loudly drunk.

After getting to the studio and clocking in you immediately got to work setting up the cameras. The other workers rushed around preparing to record a few episodes while the actors got ready. You’ve met all of them finding them kinda quirky but friendly folks, but your least favorite of them all was Wally. He was a weirdo to say the least. The ‘star’ of the show most would say and for good reason; he was funny, charming, and pretty outgoing to everyone who met him. A lot of the people around here and his fanbase found him attractive as well with his cocoa brown skin and dark blue dyed hair that was always put up in a pompodor. You however didn’t see the hype but then again humans didn’t really get you going, you only dated a handful in the past. On top of all of this he just had a weird vibe that you couldn’t exactly place, maybe because he had a bit of a staring problem that people overlooked.

After thirty minutes everything was put in place as you started to record. You sat there with the other camera people as the actors performed on the set. This particular episode featured Wally, Barnaby, and Howdy teaching kids about counting and adding. Wally was explaining how adding works while looking straight at your camera, but it felt like he was staring at you. There goes that weird feeling again but you quickly shook it off. Afterwards the break bell rings and you all stepped away to eat lunch. You pick up your subway sandwich sitting down between Poppy and Frank diving in hungrily, scarfing it down in less than ten minutes.

“Geez Y/N, you sure can eat!” Barnaby says teasingly from across the table. “That wasn’t even five minutes!”

“What can I say? I’m a growing person.” You respond patting your stomach causing the others to laugh.

“How about about an eating contest?” He challenge raising an eyebrow.

“You’re on big guy.” You smirk as Julie jumps up clapping her hands. “Me and Frank can be the judge!” Frank cuts his eyes over at the rest of you while holding up a book. “Why me? They’re going to just get themselves sick.” He shakes his head.

“Come on Frank, it’ll be fun.” Julie pleads as he sighs putting a bookmark in his book before closing it.

“Can I also judge?” A voice calls as all of you turn to the star of the show himself, Wally. While everyone lights up you couldn’t help a frown appearing. Great. Mister big shot was here.

“Sure Wally!” Julie was saying excitedly as she starts listing stuff they would need. You could feel his eyes boring into the side of your face as you tried not to look over at the blue haired man. Don’t make eye contact to give him any ideas. The bell rings signaling that lunch was over. As everyone disperse to go back to their places you felt a hand on your shoulder looking over to see it was Wally. He was staring at you so intensely that it felt like he was looking into your soul.

“Hello Y/N, how have you been?” He asks in that sickly sweet voice you loathed.

“I’ve been alright Wally.” You said putting your hands on your pockets. You both stared at one another in some type of staring contest. He was shorter than you, probably just above 5’1, so he was looking up at you. You wasn’t intimidated by this kid, in fact you was more annoyed by him than ever. What did he want? You couldn’t help but feel like he was hiding something.

“So did you needed something or did you just wanted to stare at my pretty face?” You said chuckling trying to break the tension. At your comment Wally grins flashing all of his teeth and you could have sworn his pupils got larger.

“I don’t mind either.” He said in a flirtatious tone causing you to double take. Was he…flirting with you? Just as you was about to say something he turns and strolls off casually, hands behind his back as he hummed the Welcome Home theme song.

God he was weird.

(This is a test to see if I can write Wally well! I know it says part one but I’m not sure if I’ll continue, if y’all like it and want more let me know!)

#wally darling x y/n #welcome home wally #wally darling x reader #wally darling #welcome home #black reader #no proofreading for this chapter

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fabseg-reader · 7 months

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Tinky Winkynos VS Everyone Season Two

This is the Season Two of the conquests of Tinky Winkynos.

Tinky Winkynos has escaped and he menaces the different franchises universes again. He fights against a maximum of possible fictional characters from different franchises (it can be against entire franchises).

The action: Tinky Winkynos invades the targeted suggested franchise. You must vote for the side of your choice.

The rule: You can help him conquer or you can stand against him by voting.

The result at the end of the poll will decide the fate of the universe(s) issue of his conquest(s). If The Mad Teletubby wins with more 50% of votes, he succeeds his conquest. If the franchise (TV show, video game, movie, novel, etc) wins 50%, the invasion is repelled.

If you have a franchise to purpose as challenge, say it by message or commentary.

List of Battles [Season Two]:

Vs Pirate of the Caribbean REPELLED

Vs One Piece REPELLED

Vs One Piece (Netflix) REPELLED

Vs Stranger Things REPELLED

Vs Yu-Gi-Oh! REPELLED

Vs Bleach REPELLED

Vs My Hero Academia REPELLED

Vs One-Punch Man REPELLED

Vs Hunter x Hunter REPELLED

Vs Spy X Family REPELLED

Vs Jojo's Bizarre Adventure (Joestar Family: Joseph, Jotaro, Josuke, Giorno and Jolyne) REPELLED

Vs Winx Club REPELLED

Vs Sailor Moon REPELLED

Vs Sonic the Hedgehog REPELLED

Vs Minecraft REPELLED

Vs World of Warcraft REPELLED

Vs The Legend of Zelda REPELLED

Vs Grand Theft Auto (San Andreas) REPELLED

Vs Mortal Kombat REPELLED

Vs Fortnite REPELLED

Vs Undertale REPELLED

Vs Danganronpa REPELLED

Vs Angry Birds REPELLED

Vs Transformers REPELLED

Vs Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss REPELLED

Vs RWBY REPELLED

Vs She-Ra and the Princesses of Power REPELLED

Vs Steven Universe REPELLED

Vs The Dragon Prince REPELLED

Vs Amphibia REPELLED

Vs Phineas and Ferb REPELLED

Vs How To Train Your Dragon REPELLED

Vs Nimona REPELLED

Vs Avatar The Last Airbender REPELLED

Vs Shrek REPELLED

Vs Puss in Boots REPELLED

Vs Disney (Mickey Mouse) REPELLED

Vs Disney (Donald Duck) REPELLED

Vs Disney (Encanto) REPELLED

Vs Disney (The Lion King) REPELLED

Vs Disney (Elena of Avalor) REPELLED

Vs Disney (High School Musical) REPELLED

Vs Disney (Descendants) REPELLED

Vs Disney (Wish) REPELLED

Vs Bluey REPELLED

Vs Paw Patrol REPELLED

Vs Spongebob Squarepants REPELLED

Vs Rick and Morty REPELLED

Vs The Scorpion King (The Mummy) REPELLED

Vs Black Adam REPELLED

Vs Jumanji REPELLED

Intermission (not a poll)

Vs Loki (Marvel) REPELLED

Vs Percy Jackson REPELLED

Vs Lord of the Rings REPELLED

Vs Jurassic Park/Jurassic World REPELLED

Vs Family Guy REPELLED

Vs Delicious in Dungeon REPELLED

Vs Pokémon REPELLED

Vs South Park REPELLED

Vs Baldur's Gate REPELLED

Vs League of Legends REPELLED

Vs Overwatch [100th battle] REPELLED

Vs Fairy Tail REPELLED

Vs Miraculous (Re-Verse/The Supreme) REPELLED

Vs Miraculous (Re-Verse/Shadybug and Claw Noire ft. Hesperia) REPELLED

Vs Miraculous (Awakening) REPELLED

Vs Yu Yu Hakusho REPELLED

Vs Hokuto No Ken REPELLED

Vs Final Fantasy REPELLED

Vs God Of War REPELLED

Vs Gummy Bear CONQUERED

Vs Dora the Explorer REPELLED

Vs Crazy Frog CONQUERED

Vs Nyan Cat REPELLED

Vs Uncharted REPELLED

Vs Ninjago REPELLED

Vs Kirby REPELLED

Vs Pucca REPELLED

Vs Hello Kitty REPELLED

Vs Ever After High REPELLED

Vs Adventure Time REPELLED

Vs Star vs. The Forces of Evil REPELLED

Vs Robocop REPELLED

Vs Fallout REPELLED

Vs Jujutsu Kaisen REPELLED

Vs Chainsaw Man REPELLED

Vs Mob Psycho 100

Vs Totally Spies!

Vs Dofus/Wakfu

Vs Kim Possible

Vs Cars

Vs Troll Hunters

Vs Zootopia

Vs Roblox

Vs Murder Drones

Vs Masha and the Bear

Vs Peppa Pig

Vs Call of Duty

Vs Animal Crossing

Rusty the Guardian Teletubby [Finale]

Summary here:

Season One

Halloween Special

Trial

Escape Plan

Christmas Special

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zstargalaxy · 2 years

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Hello! could we please see part 2 of Litleo!mc pleeease

TWISTED WONDERLAND X POKEMON

Grown Up Cheka x Pyroar MC

Continuation to this post : Part 1

All throughout your life you know that you were missing something...you were missing them.

Though you were young at the time, those lingering memories of magic, Overblot, Chaos and friends back in Twisted Wonderland had never left your mind.

So your determination, sweat and tears were finally paid off when you had caught found one of a way back to Twisted Wonderland during your journey to catch Giratina.

With Giratina's help, you were able to come travel between two worlds while also being able to reconnect with old friends from long ago.

You couldnt believe how much they have change.

And they couldnt believe how much YOU had change.

To think that the small little tyke from tem years ago has grown into a fine yet fierce young lady with already having a reputation as one of the strongest trainers in her home region.

Though they were shock and confused when you had told them that you were now a Pyroar, the evolve form of Litleo.

With some explanation, and a (mixed emotions) conclusion that it is similar to Puberty, they all congratulate you as they remmebered how you always wish to become a strong Pyroar twelve years ago while you in return congrats them with their own accomplishments aswell.

Like Riddle becoming a renowned Healer while also having some freedom of his own from he's mom, Deuce becoming a Law Enforcer, Azul becoming a great businessman, Kalim becoming the head of his family's own business, Jamil's Travelling, Epel helping with he's family's farm and so on.

Lilia sobbed that he no longer can adopt you like he had tried numerous times when you were still a little Litleo all those years ago with Malleus, Sebek and Silver holding him back from getting those adoption papers.

Speaking of Lilia, he was touch when he had meet your Noivern, Lily, who you had raised from a little Noibat.

Atleast it was self explanatory to you why you subconsciously name her Lily...

Well, atleast Malleus would take a look at how a dragon-type looks like from yoir world.

All of them had the privilege to see your full team as they gaze in wonder and suprise at how strong these pokemon are, especielly since it would be considerd great feat with magical and special creatures that arent normal can be hard to tame here.

Delfox, Persian, Mightyena, Midday Form Lycanrock, Noivern and Lopunny are the members of your team, and now Grim, who has been under Crewel-Senpei's car for the past twelve years, is gonna join the team now that you had come back to him.

He and Persian would probably rivals for your attention.

Leona cant help but swell in pride at how far you have gone since he had last saw ya.

You and the Savannaclaw Trio would probably have one of the most wholesome Reunion ever.

Ruggie messed with your hair as commented how the little cub had finally gotten her claws, chuckling to you that you were so adorable and troublesome back then~

You and Jack quickly became proper sparing partners, interested on how battles work for gijinkas like you back at your home world.

Even though he didnt show it through that tired and smirking face, he is proud on how far you are now, from a Litleo to a Pyroar, and that you have a strong team with ya to make sure of it.

"Better not to let your guard down, Cub."

"Wouldnt think of it, Mister Pyroar~"

Ruggie is really rubbing of ya.

Yet Leona isnt exactly prepared for when you and he's nephew meet again.

Cheka was practically jumping physically and mentally in joy when he was told that you had come back.

He knew that you werent just a figment of he's childhood imagination!

He literally pounce and hug onto you like there was no tomorrow with great strength that he had gotten over training.

Oh Arcerus, he has grown.

He has a lean yet a very built frame, matured yet recognizable face features and he's signature fiery hair has grown to the same length as that of he's Father and Uncle.

Two of you hit it off immediately once again just like when you two were kids.

You even meet he's two other friends, a Warthog and Meerkat beastman, during a tour through the Afterglow Savanah.

The three boys quickly were amazed at your pokemon when you show them, eyes shined in awe at how marvelous and powerful your partners are.

You even decided to show them how a Pokemon battles like with your partners and your own self.

The only words they could muster is wow.

Cheka knew that you were interasting from the start! And now look at you!

You two decided to even prank your other two friends by stalking like predators in the blades of grass and than pounce on them, making the meerkat and warthog scream in shock and horror.

The four of you ended up in a game of chase with you and Cheka riding ontop of Noivern as a result.

Falena and he's wife chuckled at the sight of you two being so close, already knewing of whats to come next in the near future.

It kinda reminds them on how they used to be before they were married.

For old times sake, during a small outing in a near by lake with lush greenary, you use ember on some uncook barbecue and gave one to Cheka as you gave some of the rest to your pokemon.

That trick was and still is the best.

Cheka decided to play a little trick on you, by swinging onto the lake and pulled you in once you had look for him in the body of water.

As a fire-type, it wasnt exactly easy nor good to bath nor swim in water so you quickly came back up the surface in a wet state as Cheka came along after with he's hair sticking to he's face.

You playfully glared and push him back onto the waters as you remove your hairband to fix your hair.

The heir couldnt stop staring at your current state of wet yet slick hair and soft facial features as you comb your hair and put it back up as a ponytail.

"Take a picture it will last longer"

Your teasing caused you and Cheka to have another chasing game until he had pounce and made you two roll down a small hill and then onto soft grass.

Laughter and chuckles filled the air that came from the two of you as you stayed in your postion of Cheka being above you and you being below him.

You two stayed there for a few moments, enjoying the peaceful surroundings and taking a breather from the chase you two had.

Cheka was quickly pulled back when he was kissed at cheek, you chuckling at he's adorable reaction until he returned the gesture.

The silent area didnt need words to tell that the two of you are enamored with eachother ;)

#twisted wonderland #crossover #pokemon #twisted wonderland x pokemon #twst mc #twst x pokemon #savannaclaw #cheka kingscholar #twisted wonderland cheka #sequel #pyroar

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laurageto · 6 months

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Destiny's Knot Chp2 Gojo დ

trigger warning; this story contains hardcore smut, death and childbirth

Your father, mother and grandfather had quickly ushered you into the black vehicle parked outside the front of your home. You didn't recognise the car, it definitely wasn't one of your families.

You clung to your mother's arm as she slid into the seat next to you. It was unusual for you to be so attached to her, she was never around. You'd gotten used to the ever changing list of nannies that dressed you, fed you and taught you.

The only real time you ever spent with any family was Jujutsu training with your grandfather.

The drive wasn't a long one, maybe fifteen minutes tops. You spent the journey counting the illuminated street lamps, it was evening so the delicate glow of amber lights reminded you of the pixies you'd read about in fairytales.

Your daydreaming was disturbed by the abrupt halt of the car.

You'd arrived.

The cold evening air sent goosebumps rippling across your body, you hugged your arms around your chest defensively. The minka in front of you was just as intimidating as your own.

The wooden beams on the outside were stained a deep maroon with a giant wooden veranda encompassing the entire property. The faint sound of bamboo windchimes could be heard in the breeze alongside the gentle trickle of water.. there must of been a stream near by.

The front door of the minka opened before your family had made it up the pathway, flooding the front yard with light. You raised your arm abruptly, shielding your eyes whilst trying to take a look at the stranger.

"Ahhh Master Tatsuya, welcome! And your wonderful family, please come in".

The man at the front door was tall and slim, his hair icy white and his eyes the most entrancing shade of cerulean you'd ever seen. He wore a navy velvet kimono with a black satin tie at the waist.

All you could think about was one thing.

This man looked like your family.

This man looked just like how you imagined Rin to look from your mother's stories.

You followed your mother into the house, finding yourself clinging to her side for the second time that day.

The home was absolutely spotless, every item of furniture had been placed meticulously and had it's purpose.

You entered the main living area where the strange man offered you all a seat on the couch.

"So.. this is the famous Y/n Tatsuya?" He beamed at you with a beautiful smile.

"Well my name is Haru Gojo" he held his hand out to you. You glanced to your mother nervously, she nodded in approval so you took his hand in yours and shook in gently.

"Miss y/n you have quite the reputation. Not only are you the first born female with a dragon, but you have three. Isn't that right?"

You smiled eagerly at the mention of your dragons. "Yes! Cyrax, Caraxes and Catos. My parents thought I was going to be a boy because girls never get dragons! But I got three and.." Haru chuckled at the passion exuding from you.

"Y/n.. that's enough now" your mother muttered in hushed tones. You trailed off and bowed your head down apologetically. "Sorry Gojo-san". He held his hands up "No no, you have nothing to apologise for"

Just as Haru Gojo finished his sentence, a petite blonde woman entered the room with a boy to her side. Haru turned to face the pair and beckoned them over. The woman, who you automatically assumed was the boys mother looked much more normal than the rest of the household. Her hair was fair but no where near as brilliant ivory as Haru or the young boys. Her face was soft and round, she radiated an auror of kindness.

The boy sat beside his father, you looked back and forth between the two, they were exact doubles of eachother. The youngster stared at you intently, his eyes narrowing and his mouth unmoving. Those eyes though, like nothing you'd ever seen before.

"Y/n, I'd like you to meet Satoru Gojo"

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animefan299110 · 1 year

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RWBY Z Abridged Epilogue

Normally I'm not a fan of KnightFall (Jaune x Cinder), but I am a huge fan of Dragon Ball Z Abridged by TeamFourStar and when I saw a CinderFall piece where Jaune's daughter asked him what her mother Cinder was like similarly to how Trunks asked Bulma what Vegeta was like, I knew I had to write a sequel to it. So, here you go!

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Jaune (seeing his daughter come back from the past to aid RWBY in defeating Salem): Sweetheart, you're back! Oh thank goodness you're- (sees the look of frustration on her face) Everything go well?

KF Daughter: Hey Dad, you ever meet Mom?

Jaune: sigh Okay look, love is complicated.

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Minutes later...

Jaune (placing a cup of tea in front of her): Seriously, how was I supposed to prepare you for a month's worth of training alone with her? I never even got a week.

KF Daughter: Dad, you never prepared me for a car ride to the grocery store with that woman! What did you see in her?

Jaune: Someone who grew up with a rough childhood and just needed someone to show her the right path. As someone who has needed a hand in that regard, I could identify with that.

KF Daughter: I just wish I could've.

Jaune: Well apparently, you're her 'Baby Girl' so...it wasn't all bad, right?

KF Daughter: A revelation that nearly came at the cost of my life. Then again, considering the dysfunction of that whole group, maybe I'm not the worst off.

Jaune: Yeah, it's cause I raised you right.

KF Daughter: Oh by the way, while I was in the past, you might have unknowingly...made a...pass at me.

Jaune: Oh...my bad.

KF Daughter: Dad!!

Jaune: Hey, not my fault your mom's genetics and mine went together like peanut butter and chocolate.

KF Daughter: Is that why you used to call me your Little Peanut Butter Cup?!

#future child #jaune arc #knightfall #rwby #dragon ball z abridged

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she-who-fights-and-writes · 2 months

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WIP Questionnaire ±2

I was tagged by @rjcopeseethemald! I haven't done one of these in a while and really enjoyed the questions here, so I decided I'd give it a go for my wip: Wings of Faith!

Original from @illarian-rambling.

If you want to know more about Wings of Faith, check out my post here!

RULES: 1. Answer as few or as many of the following questions as you’d like! 2. In passing the tag along to others, you can add one question of your own, or replace an existing question.

This art is a bit old but it's the last time I've drawn everyone all together haha

1. What was the first part of your wip that you created?

Surprisingly enough, Emmie (a main character, but not the protagonist) is the first part of my wip that I created (See the red girl on the top left). She was the protagonist of the very first book I wrote in fifth grade, and I wanted to pay homage to that work by including her. However, she's changed a LOT since then (even her name!), and the only remaining carry-over is the red streak in her hair.

2. If your story was a TV show, what would the theme song/intro be?

Intro song: "Run to the Devil" by Dragonwyck or "(Don't Fear) The Reaper" by Blue Oyster Cult. Outro song: "It Will Come Back" or "Francesca" by Hozier Instrumental: "Dragonlord Placidusax" from the Elden Ring Soundtrack or "Danse Macabre" by The Oh Hellos

3. Who are your favorite characters you’ve made? Why?

Andrew, my protagonist, is by far my favorite character. Writing from the POV of an incredibly sensitive, incredibly traumatized person (who feels things very deeply), while outwardly projecting a cruel and defensive facade is... *chef's kiss* Otherwise, I'd have to say Emmie. She is a very layered and multifaceted character with an incredibly important role to play in the story, and her kindness is refreshing amid a mostly hardened cast of characters.

4. What other pieces of media do you think would share a fan base for your story?

Six of Crows fans

Dante's Inferno fans who don't mind me bending the lore a bit

Fellow ex-Catholics

Fans of Hozier's "Unreal Unearth" album

Supernatural fans into the "corrupted angel x man struggling for redemption" dynamic

5. What has been your biggest struggle with your wip?

Keeping the facts straight. This has been a 10+ year project and sometimes I forget the revisions I've made, and accidentally cut out important details...

6. Are there any animals in your story? Talk about them!

Yes! Rimfaxe is a wraith, aka a shapeshifting shadow monster that takes the form of the things he's killed and eaten. (See the top left of the art above!) Emmie stole him from the government and now he's basically her kid.

7. How do your characters get around? (ex: trains, horses, cars, dragons, etc.)

They mostly walk (or fly on Rimfaxe)! Because Hell has a ceiling, the authorities restrict car transport to government officials ONLY to keep down emissions.

8. What part of your wip are you working on rn?

A giant, chapter-long fight scene that I've been working on for a literal year. It's TORTURE. Can't explain much else because of spoilers haha.

9. What aspects (tropes, maybe?) of your wip do you think will draw people in?

The main romance is an mlm enemies-to-friends-to-lovers angel x demon pairing! (Angel x demon pairings where they're both assholes>>>>>) Also I feel like there's been a void in lore-focused media dealing with angels and demons, and I'm hoping Wings of Faith will fill that void!

10. What are your hopes for your wip?

That I get it done after 10+ years... and that people will like it :')

11. (Added by rjcopeseethemald) What pieces of media have been the most inspiring to you for this wip?

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

The Inferno by Dante Alighieri

Hozier's "Unreal Unearth" album

Adding a Question 12: Is there a part of your wip you wish that you could change, but it's too late to go back now?

I don't want to bother anyone by tagging them directly, so I tag anyone who sees this post and wants to do it! Blanks below.

What was the first part of your wip that you created?

If your story was a TV show, what would the theme song/intro be?

Who are your favourite characters you’ve made? Why?

What other pieces of media do you think would share a fan base for your story?

What has been your biggest struggle with your wip?

Are there any animals in your story? Talk about them!

How do your characters get around? (ex: trains, horses, cars, dragons, etc.)

What part of your wip are you working on rn?

What aspects (tropes, maybe?) of your wip do you think will draw people in?

What are your hopes for your wip?

What pieces of media have been the most inspiring to you for this WIP?

#long post #tag game #writing tag game #writeblr #booklr #writing #writers #wings of faith #wof #maddytalks #oc

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thecoolblackwaves · 3 months

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Tag Game: Shock Your Followers

Saw someone else do this and it looks like fun! Share 10 things about yourself that would shock your followers

I do not drink any caffeine! Coffee, tea, soda, energy drinks - nothing. Water and milk only

My hair is down to my bottom, but only half of it. The other side of my head is shaved clean

I crashed and totalled my car only 2 weeks after getting my license 😭 taught me a very serious lesson and I only drive when absolutely necessary now

Burger King's "Bacon King" is the best fast food hamburger of all time and I will fistfight people over this opinion

I hate beans of any kind. Lima beans, green beans, navy beans, refried beans, chili, edemame, even peas. Nasty shit

I'm goth! I wear all black 95% of the time, skulls and bats everywhere, listen to Siouxsie Sioux and the Banshees, etc

While I'm pretty out of practice since the pandemic, I'm a classically trained violist and violinist

The first fanfic I ever wrote, I was 13 and I had just watched How To Train You Dragon 2. It was Tuffnut x Eret, a rare pairing that has I think 10 total fics on ao3. I never actually published it and I never will

I used to raise goats, chickens, and rabbits on my family's backwoods homestead (we also grew all our own food). One of the goats ate my favorite dress :(

I do not know how to ride a bicycle. However I can rollerblade pretty well

No pressure of course, but I'd love to be shocked by these people! @dovewifes @curufiin @lordgrimwing @justanotherc0g @meadowlarkx @jouissants @aquaregiaarts @lilmccoy @theredkingandthesea @swanhild @thescrapwitch @fuckingfinwions @curiouselleth 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

#tag game #mutuals #this was fun! hope i can spread some smiles :)

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dulceeessss · 4 months

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MHA various x Dragon reader

Part 1

It was a sunny day in Musutafu, Japan, but the woods were not as peaceful as they seemed. A dragon, about the size of a medium-sized car, was running frantically, causing trees to break and rustling the leaves. The dragon had spikes on its wings, back, and head, and its tail had fins at the very end.

The dragon was being hunted by a group of humans who were chasing it with tranquilizer darts.

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You breathed heavily, running as fast as you could, your talons digging into the dirt as you ran, trying to avoid the tranquilizers that were shot in your direction.

“Bring me that dragon! dead or alive!” a human shouted behind you, sending shivers down your scaly, and spiky back. you looked around trying to find a way out of the woods, or an open space to fly away.

You ran faster, your talons digging into the ground as you approached the open space. With a burst of energy, you stretched your wings slightly and prepared to take off into the air. As you ran, you could hear the humans shouting and the sound of tranquilizer darts whizzing past your head "Hurry! Shoot it before it flies away!" one of humans shouted. But you didn't let that stop you. With a few more steps, you leaped into the air and flapped your wings, lifting yourself higher and higher until you were out of the range of the humans below.

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It was late, very late, the sun had gone down hours ago, your wings ached, and you were very tired, you cursed softly looking at your tail, a dart had hit your tail, you huffed softly.

Since it was just one dart the effects of it hit you slower, you started feeling drowsy, your body started shutting down slowly, and soon you were falling as you lost control of your body, As you fell to the ground, your body struck several trees with a deafening crash. The sound of snapping branches and splintering wood echoed through the forest as your weight caused the trees to bend and break, (you're in your dragon form lol) your wings flailed helplessly as it struggled to regain control, but it was too late. your body hit the ground with a tremendous impact. your scales scraped against the rough bark of the trees, leaving deep gouges in their trunks, and your tail thrashed about wildly, knocking over anything in its path. The sound of your heavy breathing filled the air as you lay there, stunned and helpless, your eyes closing in pain.

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Izuku panted, his body slightly sweating from the running, "I have to train hard so that I can handle All Mights quir- wow!" he noticed a trail of broken trees and scattered debris up ahead. His heart began to race with excitement and fear as he approached the area.

As he got closer, he saw a large, scaly tail lying motionless on the ground. Izuku felt a sudden rush of fear wash over him, and he wasn't sure what to do. He had never seen a dragon up close before, and he wasn't sure if it was safe to approach it.

He cautiously approached the dragon, trying to get a better look without getting too close. To his surprise, the dragon was unconscious and breathing heavily. Izuku felt a wave of sympathy wash over him. He knew he had to do something to help the dragon, but he wasn't sure what.

He decided to stay with the dragon and keep watch over it until he could figure out a plan. He sat down beside it and tried to calm his racing thoughts. As he looked at the dragon, he couldn't help but wonder how it had ended up in the forest and what had caused it to fall. He knew he had a lot of questions, but for now, his main priority was to keep the dragon safe and make sure it got the help it needed.

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you jolted awake, groaning softly, you looked around making sure you were alone, "aww what cute boy!" you thought before looking away, you quickly looked back, jumping to your talons, and looked at the human with green hair, you let out a small growl, showing your sharp teeth.

The young boy stared at you as he stood up backing up a little, "w-wow there, I won't hurt you" he said softly, putting his hands up slightly. You huffed, looking at him, should you trust him? he seemed around your age, but what if he hurt you… you continued to look at him, squinting your eyes slightly.

Izuku watched as the dragon looked at him, he gulped when he noticed the dragon arching its back slightly, and walking toward him slowly the dragon's pupils were dilated, maybe that was a good sign that it was friendly?

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You got closer to the boy, maybe, just maybe, he won't hurt you like other humans have before…

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there is part 1!! i hope you enjoyed it! if i made a mistake please let me know

#mha x reader #anime #izuku midoriya #httyd #dragon #boku no hero academia #all might #deku #how to train your dragon

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