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2nd Bakugou x Reader Fanfic Recs!

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Title: “ No Title ” by bakugous-sandbag on tumblr

A/B/O, (O) Bakugo x (A) Reader

Genre: nsfw & smut, gn?reader

Title: “ Late Night ” by simpliheavenli on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Short Dad!Baku x Pregnant Reader thingy, fluff & sfw

Title: “ No Title ” by aikugo on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Prince!Bakugo x Maid!GN!reader, angst to comfort

Summary: The barbaric and infamous prince has returned victorious from war, and as the only maid he ever lets get near him, you’re the one who gets to tend to him now that he’s back home.

Title: “ Moonlit Madness ” by kasukikitten on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Werewolf!Bakugo x Fem!Reader NON CON, prey predator stalking, and NSFW

Summary: Hunger forces you to leave the comfort of your apartment just before rain in hopes to find something that will satisfy you but you'll soon find out that hunger comes in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Quickly at that as an ancient beast stalks you for part of the night hoping to satiate what you've awakened in him.

Title: “ Liquid Courage ” by her-words-her-stories on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Bakugou Katsuki x Female, Mild Smut, Angst, Alcohol

Summary: Your a pro hero who’s been working her ass off to be in the top picks. To maintain that, you train at a Hero’s Only Training Ground to hone your Quirk alongside mentor Aizawa who’s bees helping you ever since you graduated high and college, but you’ve become a bit distracted by the most unlikely person to your friends… and of course, you drunk text him.

Title: “ Cheat ” by oh-katsuki on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Bakugo x Fem!Reader ft. Bakucamie, Cheating, breeding, creampie, exhibitionism, praise, dubcon (alcohol), drugs (alcohol), slight size kink, multiple orgasms, angst for Camie, heartbreak for Camie, reader breaks Camie and Bakugou up, comparison to another person during sex, reader is kinda a pos oops.

Summary: Bakugou is a regular at the upscale restaurant you work at and he’s just started dating Pro-Hero Maboromacamie, but it’s not her that he wants. No, he’s infatuated with the pretty waitress and Camie suspects it.

“You were ruining her sheets with sex and she was crying about how worried she was. The power was incredible, Bakugou driving his hips further into you, moaning and grunting your name while his beautiful girlfriend slowly had her worries quelled by people who had no idea what he was up to, who he was in.”

Title: “ Baby Explosion Murder ” by hxwks-gf on tumblr

Genre/Warning: Bakugo x GN?Reader, kids, fluff & sfw.

Summary: Bakugo gets hit with a de-aging quirk and it’s up to you to take care of him until it wears off.

Title: “ No Title ” by bluefuckboy on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Bakugo x Fem!Reader, Nsfw, Smut, Pecs..., Kinks

Title: “ No Title ” by x-chubby-reader

Genre/Warnings: Toddler!Bakugo x PlusSized!Reader, Kids, Fluff, Sfw

Summary: Baku gets hit by a quirk which makes him a toddler.

Title: “ Ass, Tits, Or Thighs ” by weluvsosa on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Bakugo x Reader, Nsfw, Mentions of sex.

Title: “ All His Attention ” by gglitch1dd on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Yandere!Bully!Bakugou x Fem!Reader,. Reader is Best Friends with Izuzu, and sfw.

Summary: Bully Bakugou is obsessed with you no matter how little interest you show in him, but is in for the shock of his life at the sports festival when you reveal you aren't as passive as you seem.

Title: “ You, My Queen ” by gglitch1dd on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Barbarian!King!Bakugo x Queen!Wife!GN!Reader, Bakubottom (Reader Is top), teasing, slight nsfw

Summary: Barbarian Warrior Bakugou who comes back from a war with the Todorokis to his darling amazing little wife who's been keeping the clan safe and everything in order. He absolutely adores her and can not think of anyone better at being his Chieftess. He is literally a big baby for her and can't live without her praise and reassurance that he is the best man in the land (minus his manly dragon of course, who adores you too)

Title: “ Conquered ” by bluefuckboy on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Minotaur!Bakugo x Fem!Reader, nsfw, smut, monster fucking, non con, breeding(ish), creampie.

Title: “ When they read self-insert fanfictions of themselves ” by bukojuiice on tumblr

Genre/Warnings: Katsuki x Gn!Reader, sfw, fluff?

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restinslices · 2 months

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Could u write earthrealm guys with a vampire reader? And like sometimes she feeds on them 👀

*asks for vampire requests* *proceeds to procrastinate*

Johnny Cage

Honestly it'd probably take him awhile to grasp how serious the situation is

It's not that he wouldn't believe you, but he'd probably think you're joking at first

Says something like “yeah and I'm a werewolf”

You insist that you're serious and something about the tone of your voice makes him realize you're being truthful

He saw that crazy shit in Outworld so it's not completely unreasonable

He's kinda jealous though

You're gonna be young and hot forever? And you have powers? Sounds like bullshit to him

He probably asks questions that have to do with your age and how long you've been alive

I think he would weirdly find you drinking from him kinda hot, especially depending on when and where you drink from him

Drinking from him shuts him up for awhile since he's all dazed, so it'd be understandable if you drank from him a lot

I don't even think he'd cover up the marks. He treats him as if they're hickies

He's probably told the other champions too because his mouth is big

And knowing Johnny, he's thinking of all the movies you could be in since people love vampires

Also knowing Johnny, if you can compel people, he'd use that for his benefit

If all you have to do is say a couple words and his debt is forgiven, then he's definitely using that

He sees how many pros there are and asks to be turned

The thing is though, he's only looking at the pros

You have to continuously remind him of the cons but it goes in one ear and out the other

He will not let it go at all. You don't have to turn him right away, but if you don't give him a specific date for when he'd be turned, he'd become insufferable

Becomes Bella Swan lowkey-

Kenshi Takahashi

Probably also thinks you're joking

Once it's clear you're not though, y'all can lowkey be a power couple

Imagine it for a second

You both cutting through the Yakuza and restoring his clan

You being a vampire makes it a lot easier. He's fighting, you're eating. It's going great

He's not too bothered by the whole vampire thing. There's a few quirks that may throw him off, but overall it's ok

When it comes to feeding off him, uhhhh… he's a bit shaky about it

I think that's a valid reaction too

You'd ask and he'd be like “um… do you have to?”

He'd occasionally offer you his wrist

Otherwise he'd prefer if you didn't unless it's necessary

Why do I get this vibe? I couldn't tell you

I don't even think he'd really want to be a vampire

It's not that he doesn't wanna be one. He just doesn't think about it

He could be tempted if you said his eyes would heal and he'd have his normal vision back but that could depend on the day

His sight is already restored but pretending to be blind may get annoying. Who knows

I still don’t understand how his sight works now. I gotta rewatch a play through

Being a vampire has its main perk which is living forever but idk if he’d want that. I can see Kenshi being someone who is both afraid of death but also is comforted by all life having a solid ending

Maybe his thoughts will change

I really don't think he'd be too bothered by you being a vampire though. Just don't make a mess on his carpet

I think you having the ability to defend yourself would weirdly comfort him

Not having to watch over you and make sure you're ok all the time is something he'd appreciate

You're literally eating the opponents. This seems like a great deal

Kung Lao

I wanna start this off by saying Kung Lao is the type of petty bitch to get mad at you and hold garlic to keep you away

And he'll be in such shock if you walk over and slap it out his hand

You'll just be staring at each other in silence

Kung Lao probably tests all sort of vampire myths on you

“Get out the house then try and come back in” “Why?” “You can't come in if I don't invite you, right?” “This is our house though” “I don't get your point”

Prays over water then throws it at you

Idek if Kung Lao is religious so idk why he thought that would work

“Can I stake you through the heart?” “I'm gonna throw you out the window”

Puts a mirror in front of your face to see if you have a reflection. He’s upset either way

If you do, he’s like “wow. Another lie”

If you don’t he’s wondering how you manage to look decent still

It honestly can become obnoxious and I think he'd have the tendency to act as if he knows more about vampires than you

Because surely all the movies he watched had to be somewhat right

If you’re like a Twilight vampire and sparkle, he’s never letting you live it down

You can’t control this but he would find it comical. Out of all the vampires you’re similar to Edward Cullen?

When it comes to drinking from him, uhhh I don't really get a certain vibe

Idk if he'd be down or against it. Maybe it depends on the day

On the topic of feeding, I don't think he'd like seeing you eat people

He knows it happens but doesn't wanna see you chomping on someone. It makes his skin crawl

Overall, is he kinda obnoxious? Yeah. But he could've tried to kill you so a win is a win ig

As a side note, idk if he'd be interested in becoming a vampire

It’s a thing he gotta weigh. On one hand he’d be in his best shape for the rest of his life. On the other hand he doesn’t wanna deal with all the inconveniences

Raiden

He might be somewhat uncomfortable

He doesn't think you'll harm him but he probably doesn't want you to eat others in front of him

What evidence do I have for this? None.

It's just what makes sense in my brain

He asks a lot of questions though. A lot of them are cliche based but that's ok

“So… Garlic?” “It smells funny but that's about it”

I could see him forgetting honestly. He won't be really involved when it comes to feeding. Like he won't help lure people or be around you when you're feeding from someone and since he doesn't see that, it just slips his mind

Especially if you're one of those vampires that look normal until you're aggravated or feeding

He's only reminded by almost killing you. He pulls the curtains back on a very sunny day and is like “oh shit” when you scream

When it comes to feeding from him… no❤

Idk why but I just don't think he'd be down unless you were dying

He doesn't like how it hurts and how dazed he feels after. Find someone else to do it

And it’s kinda awkward. He’s just standing there as you’re sipping him like a juice box

Probably isn't really interested in becoming a vampire

Him and Liu Kang are probably the least interested but for different reasons

Raiden just doesn't particularly care about the whole living forever thing. Maybe that's because he's young so he's not worried about dying but that's just how he views it

I think him and Kung Lao are the youngest in the group so they probably have the “I’m young so I’m not worried about anything!” mindset

Can he be killed still? Yeah. But so can vampires. It’s just harder. He’s at an age where he’s not thinking about old age

Plus the negative side effects push him away even further. I don't see him as the type to be totally ok with having to drink blood all the time and look out for hunters

You can be a vampire and not hurt innocent people but it’s harder I would assume. And if he didn’t drink from humans he’d be hunting down animals and idk if he’d really like biting animals either

There’s blood bags but now he gotta be a thief? It’s a no for right now

Liu Kang

He knew

I'm not saying Liu Kang watches every single person born intensely but he probably saw it

Here's how it'd go;

A) He saw you be turned when he was watching humanity

B) He picked up on the evidence

C) You were a vampire in the previous timeline and either he didn't change it, or he knew there was a chance it'd happen again

If the situation was like C, then he wouldn't really be weirded out by certain vampire things, like feeding

He'd be similar to Raiden in the sense that he's not the type to help lure people towards you

Your food. Your responsibility

As long as you're not feeding from totally innocent people, then I think he wouldn't have a problem

If you were drinking from kids or a civilian that's super nice and helpful, then he'd have a problem

He might suggest animals ngl

Feeding from him? It's another situation where I don't know if he'd be for or against that

He probably won't be as dazed as the others since he's a god and whatnot but who is tryna get bit all the time?

In the same breath though, I can see him offering his wrist if you were thirsty and there wasn't good prey around

So maybe it depends on circumstances

No if there’s plenty of options around. Yes if it’s a bit dry around

Like Kenshi, he's glad you have the power to defend yourself. Chaos, violence and smoke follows this man so you gotta be a fighter

He doesn't know how he feels about you eating the competition but whatever

And don't even bother offering to turn him. He's already a god. What more does he need?

It'd be way more negative for him. He has strength, powers and combat skills. Now he has the need for blood, has to avoid sunlight and whatever other bullshit vampires gotta deal with?

Hard pass

He'll just watch and live through you

#mk1 #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat 1 #johnny cage #johnny cage headcanons #kenshi takahashi #kenshi takahashi headcanons #kung lao #kung lao headcanons #raiden #raiden mortal kombat #liu kang #liu kang headcanon

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ladylokilaufeyson5 · 1 year

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Beyond Rumours

Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader

Chapter Twenty-One

Summary: Y/n is a Malfoy. A Pureblood. A pretentious, blood-status-loving Slytherin. At least, those are the rumours, but since when has Remus Lupin ever really cared about rumours?

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 1.8K

A/N: heyy. how y'all doing... sorry i left this so long lol. as u probably know i'm currently writing some things for my 1k celebration but i've nearly finished that so hopefully i'll be able to write more of this :))

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REMUS LUPIN

Saturday, 24th of December 1977

The fire crackled beside us as my group of six friends sat in the common room. It was well past eleven now – everyone else had gone to bed, but the rest of us just had so much to do and talk about, apparently.

The Yule Ball was a popular topic. None of the girls would tell us what they were wearing, which seemed to infuriate Sirius – he'd always been a lover of fashion. Whenever it was mentioned I'd always sneak a glance at Y/n – just to see her already looking at me. Maybe they were right. Maybe she did like me – maybe I could ask her...

No.

She wouldn't.

James and Lily sat together on the couch – and I mean together. At the beginning, Lily had just draped her legs across his, but now she was fully sat in his lap, arms circled around his neck and hands playing in his curls. His hands were around her waist respectfully. His hands never ventured lower, and he'd even asked her permission for it. He thought he'd been discreet, but I could hear everything – one of the few pros (or one of the many cons, depending on how you looked at it) of being a werewolf.

"We should probably be getting to bed soon," Lily yawned.

"C'mon, it's not like we're gonna miss Santa Claus," James grinned. "He's not real."

Sirius gasped, placing his hands over Peter's ears. "Shh! Don't spoil Pete's dreams!"

Peter batted his hands away with a scowl, causing the rest of us to laugh.

"Hey, what if we have a sleepover?" James suggested. "Y'know, all of us?"

Sirius sat upright and stared at James with adoration in his eyes. "James Fleamont Potter," he gushed, "That is completely and utterly the best idea you've ever come up with!"

"A sleepover is his best idea ever?" Y/n scoffed. "And here I was, thinking James may have had a bright future ahead of him."

James scowled and everyone laughed.

"A sleepover sounds fun," Lily said.

"Well, since us fellas can't get into the ladies' dorms, it seems you will be joining us," Sirius said, winking at Lily, and causing James's arms to tighten slightly.

Lily and Y/n got up to get changed into their pyjamas and get ready for bed, and the rest of us walked to the boys' dorms. Regulus disappeared into the bathroom, and James cast a silencing charm before turning on me.

"Have you asked her out yet?" he pressed.

"Who?"

"Y/n, you idiot!" Sirius cut in.

I felt myself blush a deep red, and I looked away, rubbing the back of my neck. "Er... no."

"Why not?" Sirius demanded.

"I don't think she likes me," I mumbled.

Sirius looked at me like I had said the stupidest thing ever, and it made me want to hit him. "C'mon, you asked her to the ball, and she said yes! That's gotta mean something!"

"Maybe she just didn't want to hurt my feelings," I protested. Even though my thoughts travelled back to how she'd reacted – how she'd seemed glad, excited, even. But maybe that was just wishful thinking.

Sirius scoffed and James rolled his eyes.

"All in favour that Y/n likes Remus back and he should ask her out?" Peter suggested, raising his hand.

I glared at my friends as their hands all rose in the air, and they all voiced their agreements.

"Wait, you like Y/n?" All of our heads whipped to the bathroom door, where Regulus stood, a massive grin on his face. "I gotta tell her."

I felt my stomach drop, and I was surprised it hadn't fallen out of my body and hit the floor.

"You aren't telling anyone anything," Sirius barked. "Can anyone perform a memory charm?"

"Hey! You stay away from my memories!" Regulus hissed, covering his head as if it would shield him from the magic.

James stepped towards Regulus, "You understand why Moony would want to keep this quiet, right?"

Regulus just looked at James, assessing him, and I felt my heart drop. Regulus would tell Y/n, and she would be weirded out and never speak to me again. I could already see it happening, see everything playing out in my head... until Regulus sighed.

"Fine," he muttered, "my lips are sealed."

It was silent for a moment, before Peter piped up, "Regulus would know if Y/n likes Remus too."

I saw a look of shock on Regulus's face before he quickly schooled his features into neutrality and shrugged. "I don't think I'm allowed to tell you that."

"Reg–" Sirius started, but Peter cut across.

"It's a yes!" he yelled.

Everyone turned to him, expressions of confusion clear on our faces.

"I dunno how you came to that conclusion, mate," James said.

"Well, if she didn't like Remus, Regulus would just tell us, wouldn't he?" Peter explained. "Y'know, so you don't get your hopes up. And if he's not allowed to tell us, it's obviously a secret, which means it's obviously a yes."

Everyone looked to Regulus, who muttered, "fuck."

"HA!" Sirius yelled, pointing at me. "Told you so!"

"Shut up," I grumbled, flopping down onto my bed.

Sirius whooped and jumped up on his bed, throwing his head back and singing, "Moony's in love! Our Moony's in love!"

"Shut up!"

"Never!"

"I will hang you from the Astronomy Tower," I threatened.

"That doesn't sound very Prefect-like of you."

I turned at the sound of Y/n's voice to see her grinning, standing beside Lily in the doorway. I quickly looked at the others, unsure as to how long they'd been there.

"How much of that did you catch?" I asked nervously.

Y/n cocked her head. "Er... just your violent threat. Also you telling Sirius to shut up, which, I'm sure, was for a valid reason."

Sirius gasped in outrage and lunged for Y/n, but she sidestepped, smiling as she did so. That little grin was enough to make me smile too, but it dropped as soon as I saw my friends giving me suggestive smirks.

Lily and Y/n conjured mattresses for themselves and made their beds, before they both sat cross-legged beside each other.

We'd never had a sleepover before – at least, not with the girls. I expected them to beg us to do our hair or make up, but that never happened. The closest thing to that was Y/n yanking on Regulus's hair because he was annoying her.

It took a while for everyone to fall asleep. We were all so excited and eager for Christmas and the ball that we were wide awake. But no one stayed up forever. Peter was the first to fall asleep. I could hear him snoring away, so I cast a sound-silencing charm over his bed so we wouldn't wake him up. Lily was next, in James's arms. And then James himself, and Sirius and Regulus, until it was just me and Y/n left.

The moon shone into the dorm – it had been full a week ago, and it still glowed brightly, the stars glinting beside it. Y/n studied it carefully and then looked over at me. I felt myself blush when I realised I'd been caught staring, but the girl just smiled at me.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked.

Y/n looked at me for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip. James let out a snort in his sleep, which caused Y/n to jump. I had to stifle a laugh, and she narrowed her eyes at me, and I hesitated for a moment before gesturing to her to come over. She looked at the bed beside her and slowly got up, tiptoeing across the room and to my bed. I cast a silencing charm and she raised an eyebrow, to which I shook my head furiously, embarrassment and mortification filling my body.

"That's not – I didn't cast the charm because – because I wanted–"

Y/n laughed. "I was just teasing."

Relief washed through me, and I was able to smile alongside her. It was silent, before–

"The – the stars," she whispered. "I was thinking about the stars. That one is Regulus."

She pointed to a star in the sky, but I couldn't make out which one it was.

"I – I look at it, sometimes, when I'm at – at that place. When I'm surrounded by them." It took me a moment to realise she was talking about Malfoy Manor, and her family members. "It – it feels like he's there with me, sometimes. Comforting me."

"You love him," I stated.

Y/n smiled slightly. "Tell him and I'll have to kill you."

I smiled back at her, feeling her words resonate slightly.

"I know what you mean," I confessed, looking at the sleeping figures of my friends. "I – without them, I... I wouldn't..."

I wouldn't be who I am. I would be shrouded in misery and self-hatred. My friends were everything to me. They were worth more than anything in the world. More than money, more than fame, and (although I'd never admit it to them) more than books and chocolate. They were my rock in a stormy sea, the thing that kept me afloat.

Y/n nodded softly in understanding. "I know," she murmured.

She was no longer smiling, but there was empathy in her features. Did she feel the same way about Regulus? Was he her rock? Her eyes bored into mine, and I was suddenly reminded of the saying, the eyes are the window to the soul. If she looked hard enough, would she see through? See inside, see what a monster I was?

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

I couldn't tell her – not this, never this. I wanted to believe that she'd be understanding, that she'd be like James and Sirius and Peter and Lily – that she wouldn't care. But I couldn't take that risk.

"The Ball," I lied.

If she knew that I hadn't told the truth, she made no mention of it. In fact, she even smiled, looking down shyly and batting her eyelashes a bit.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," I said. "I, um... I think it'll be good. Y'know, if I don't trample your feet."

Y/n chuckled and looked up at me, her smile brightening the room, washing out the glow of the moon. "You'll be fine, Remus. I believe in you."

And the way she said my name – fuck. I was falling hard, and I could tell there was no stopping. I was freefalling without a parachute, without anything to stop or catch me. This wasn't going away, the feelings weren't going away. I should stop it now, I should just let her go, but...

But you're scared. You want her.

I did want her. So badly. I wanted to be with her, to kiss her, to hold her hand and hold her and be the one she called hers.

"We should probably get some rest, huh?" she suggested, looking back at her own makeshift bed. "Y'know, so we don't miss Santa?"

I grinned at her, and she slid off my bed and into her own.

You'll be fine, Remus. I believe in you.

Fuck. It was really going to hurt when I hit the ground.

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lotshusband · 3 months

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OC Smash or Pass #3: Paloma

Paloma is a self-hating unlicensed* vampire who exclusively feeds off her friends. She's a goth and an anarchist and fairly new to being a vampire, but mostly what she is is tired-out from hunting down illegal magical items and dodging her on again off again ex-girlfriend at the monster bar they both love (the Boneyard). She's difficult to please and even harder to impress, and the amount of people she lets into her inner circle has rarely exceeded what she can count on three fingers. She's an average height, stronger than she looks, and has pin-straight hair she dyes black. Her ultimate goal is to find whoever sired her and rip his throat out.

*In this world, vampires have to be registered with the government in order to receive benefits like a weekly stipend from the blood bank.

Pros:

You can be as cunty as you want around her, she'll match that energy no problem

A supremely good listener once you get past her harsh veneer

Secretly an enormous softie, especially for cats and dogs

Strap game is immaculate

Cons:

Competitive in all areas, including sex

Conflict avoidant and quick to cut people off

Emotionally unavailable

Earning her trust is an exercise in patience that may never pan out

Definitely not over her werewolf ex gf

#nathaniel.txt #lacuna #paloma #oc smash or pass

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alpimerealmsystem · 8 months

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Mkay so help me out please

SO, here's a list of all the poetry I need to write AND all of the otherkin/alterhuman/therianthropy/non-human/ so many others/ stuffs I need to write PUT THIS SHIT IN MY ASK BOX PLEASE. TELL ME WHAT Y'ALL WANT ME TO WRITE ABOUT. Anything that y'all want me to write I'll get around to it quicker, but because I don't wanna ask more people about what they wanna see, I need others to motivate me to write, does that make sense? Basically seeing someone request shit mentally encourages me to write about that stuff. SO enjoy the lengthy list (I will do 3, one for poetry, one for werewolf stories cause why not, and one for non-human rants I can do)

First list, poetry:

Busy calming down

Wasting time (what I'm doing rn)

Something that makes you feel unreal (and tell me what makes you feel unreal if you request this)

Broken toys (but compared to humanity)

Sickness

Being able to put yourself first

Butterfly effect

Misunderstood

The Nimona book/movie

Nothing left anymore

Food magic

Demons

Going crazy

Out of originality

Too much of life

Losing a loved one

Silence

Rebirth

Love at first sight

Shouldn't have let someone in

Home

Small things that bring you joy (and tell me what does if you request it)

Fire

Aftermath

War

Controlling Fate

Any color (if you request it's your choice)

Full moon

Stranded on an island

Religion

Overcrowded

We always want what we don't have

Habits develop into character

Snow white

Ariel

AND THATS JUST SOME OF MY POETRY IDEAS (holy shit I'm going crazy)

Next list: The stuff people want to see written about non-humanity more (I am using this as an umbrella term)

We're normal people y'all

We have feelings

The day to day life of being alterhuman

Alterhumans complaining about humans ruining everything

Bugkin

Primatekin

Non-humanity being influenced by mental health

Species dysphoria

Kintype loss

People who are alterhuman due to zoanthropy or plurality

Ockin

Non-otherkin alterhuman Identities

Hearthome and otherlink

It's not a mental illness

Objectkin

Psychological kin experiences and about psychological otherkin

Transspeciess

Otherhearted representation stuffs

Fiction folk

Other vague representation

Multiple studies have come to the conclusion being non-human requires accommodations not fixing

Fictionkin representation

Otherkin being "disrespectful" with their identities

Respecting non-humans

The history of otherkinity

There's an interview I need to write up and post- if anyone wants to see that right away (it's with someone who has two spirits in one body)

The feral side of being non-human and the struggles that come with it

Relationship between neurodivergance and otherkinity

Recipes for alterhumans and their kintypes

The general pros and cons to being nonhuman

Otherkin not getting bullied (stories)

Not being comfortable in your own body

And that was a portion of the list I have for that :') NOW last list I promise. This one is for so many different werewolf stories (that I haven't gotten around to, I'm a failure, ik)

A werewolf ripping clothes they just bought due to transforming

A werewolf having to wear certain clothing to hide body parts when they're partially transformed (ex, a beanie for hiding ears, gloves for claws, etc)

A werewolf forgetting it was full moon

A werewolf growling at a dog cause it growled at the werewolf (also same thing for howling?)

A werewolf having to deal with stupid jokes

A werewolf having to explain claw marks around the house aren't from a pet to their landlord

A werewolf having to resist buying pounds of meat since they can't afford it

A werewolf doing dog stuff and not realizing it

a werewolf losing weight due to turning on the full moon

A werewolf not realizing their strength and accidentally hurting people

Werewolves with disabilities

These are all just portions of lists I have, anyways REQUEST ME STUFF FROM THEM. I will not shove it in my queue, it'll get posted as bonus content and also I will do anything outside of these lists to. I will write any short stories just nothing including nsfw stuffs or heavy gore (although I'm fine with some) and yeah. Please request because it will give me more motivation

#therianthropy #alterhuman #otherkin #therian #therian community #otherkin community #poem #alterhuman community #poetry #original poem #Poemblr #Short stories #help me out #Non-human #Sin Rants #Sin And Their Mission

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not-playable-character · 1 year

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My Pros, Cons, and Neutrals for Bayo 3 to get my thoughts about the game organized.

Pros:

ngl i prefer the new VA for Bayo. Dont know why but i just like it more

The combat is amazing (for bayo, but ill get to that in a min)

The art and design choices are *chefs kiss* magnificent as always

I absolutely adore Viola and Cheshire and think they are a good addition (as a side character)

The music is great but also not very bayonetta-y (if that makes sense)

As an unpopular opinion, The jeanne mini game was great, I loved it

The demon masquerades were a great game mechanic to add

im alone in this opinion but i like that they removed the hair from the demons, i just want to admire that model baybee

The alt universes (while massivly confusing) were so interesting and i wish they had gone more into them

the kaiju battles (especially Baal zebul)

Its just a fun game to play imo

Neutral:

I liked the homunculi but man they were kinda samey

the rpg skill system was a bit hard to get used to but thats cuz i forgot about it several times

not being able to mix and match weapons, i can live with out it but i miss it

glad they brought everyone back in the end (allegedly) but we didnt need that depressing ending. Series has never been depressing

The madama kaiju was my least fav but im just salty cuz shes my fav demon (yes im basic)

moonlight serenade was the weakest of the moon songs and i got annoyed listening to it over and over

Cons:

WHAT THE F**K IS A FAIRY

The characterization of all the previous characters was kinda bland, even bayo was very toned down to be a touch boring

the whole Luka thing (which im not even gonna get into that can of worms) (not the romance, the werewolf thing and his weird im a god now thing)

THe adam and eve thing (just....ew)

What whas singularity’s plan???

Killing every alter with a deus ex machina was just rude

Making bayo feel fairly weak compared to Luka and Viola’s weird fairy nonsense was weird to me

the story

we are one was not it chief

#Bayonetta #bayonetta 3 #bayonetta 3 spoilers

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nickyroethemarinebiologist · 1 year

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And finally!! Werewolves!!

STRENGTHS (AKA pros of being a werewolf)

Not immortal, but age VERY slowly (can live to about 500, maybe even more)

Night vision

Hightened sense of smell/hearing

Sharp teeth even while in "human" form

Heal much faster than humans

Lie detection

Immune to infections or diseases

WEAKNESSES (AKA cons of being a werewolf)

Need to eat a lot, else will get ill

Often have scars from first transformation/the attack or bite that turned them

Eyes are sensitive to bright flashes (they can cause pain and temporary blindness)

Silver burns them

Forced to transform every full moon (which is VERY painful and VERY exhausting, and often the wolf form is hungry and aggressive so will cause a LOT of chaos (oh no))

Very weak after transformation back

Fire

Hay fever

Allergic to wolfsbane (the smell of it makes them sneeze a lot, and eating it can make them VERY ill, sometimes fatally, but only in extreme cases)

OTHER NOTES (AKA things that Jupiter, and possibly other werewolves, will do)

Absolutely LOVES the moon (and space in general)

The first attack that turned them would have killed them if it weren't for the fast healing of their werewolf form

Anger or stress might trigger a partial transformation, but a full transformation is only triggered (and forced) by a full moon

Hates fireworks

Likes naps by the fire

Like a dog lmao (MASSIVE dog energy over here)

Has some anger issues, but is working on it (it comes with the werewolf "curse")

They actually like being a werewolf (minus the whole "turns into a wolf every full moon and destroys everything" thing)

Might pace or shiver when stressed?

Also might bite when overstimulated

Very cuddly, lmao

Hates being alone, especially when scared or stressed

Impulsive, playful

Basically refuses to eat anything but meat (likes it in a burger though. Burgers are good)

Eats quickly (and a lot)

Can't eat chocolate or grapes

#oc #lore #werewolf #werewolf lore #oc tag #ghostlykettle jupiter

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sparklyaxolotlstudent · 1 year

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So after years of only the Movie and the Second episode, I finally searched for, and found the rest of the episodes so far.

I’m not going to compare it with G1, because all three generations have their charms, their pros and their cons (G2 haters can die mad about it)

SPOILERS BEWARE in case you haven’t seen it (Hint: search for “monster high 2022 google drive”)

First of all, it’s interesting that the sneak peak we got was “Food Fight” and “Unfinished Brain-ness”, as without “The Monstering” one could think that both the Live Action movie and the series are the same continuity, but nope, just in very broad strokes.

The Monstering. I think is my least liked episode. It is good and cute, but it has it’s cringey moments, specially with the musical numbers. They are short, but is the only episode that has them, and compared with the music of the movie… well, they lack.

So, the first difference with the movie. In the movie, Clawdeen has know to be werewolf all her life, and actually looks like one, which is why she has to hide her true self. In the series, Clawdeen is a normal human girl (I’m like 50% the human characters are calling her “Claudine”). She is obsessed with monsters for apparently no reason, and is convinced they live nearby… which to be fair, they do. Monster High is like 20 minutes from her home. The “bear” attacking and winning was a bit annoying, but it’s revealed he was actually a monster (and is occasionally seen in other episodes haha). Interestingly, Deuce Stone Ray is less powerful than previously, as her it only put a “coat” of stone over the individuals, that can be destroyed with brute force. It’s unclear if this is a Deuce thing or all Gorgons are like that.

But oh well, if you wanna ignore this episode you can pretend the series is a direct sequel of the movie (Like Descendants and Wicked World) without much trouble.

Food Fight. AKA The Draculaura episode. Everyone has seen this episode. It’s technically the first thing we saw of the series. The “ride or die” nature of the friendship between Draculaura, Frankie and Clawdeen is first seen here. They’re there for each other, no matter what. I liked the loophole abuse of Clawdeen technically being allowed to perform magic because she’s half human, even if they only say so to cover for Draculaura. It’s sad they don’t try to use that excuse again.

I totally thought they were going to defeat the food by eating it. I was wrong. Also, the tatter tyke that Draculaura gave life first is kind of a regular character that lives in her closet. I LOVE the continuity of this show.

Dracula and Bloodgood are kind of arseholes tho. TEAM KOMOS!

Unfinished Brain-ness. AKA the Frankie episode. Love how they portray Frankie and how slapstick knows no gender. I am seeing things, but I liked the “Dumpster fire” joke about Heath and… well, Lagoona appearing out of nowhere to help him… yeah, I’m shipping them (Even if it’s just a weird friendship kind of ship). Love how they found Watzie, and the fact that it’s confirmed that in this generation, like in the movie, Frankie is made of dead people. And curses have expiration dates haha.

It’s a throwaway joke, and I don’t remember the name of the doctor, but it seems that one is important for the lore of G3.

Case of the Moondays. I know it’s an irrational fear, but it’s a bit weird that Clawdeen fears that if she becomes human the others will reject her. At the very least, Draculaura, Frankie and Deuce wouldn’t care. Cleo is adorable, and I absolutely love her, and how much of a classical mummy she is… actually, they’re exaggerating with having all her organs and other random stuff in the jars, but still, that gives her more character.

The “monster hunters” have good designs, but are arseholes.

Portrait of a Monster: Loved the mythology gag of the hologram of Frankie using their G1 outfit. And technically the Ghoul Spirit and Coffee Break ones too. Them giving the Spark of Life to a random object was random, but like other things, it might be used later to something more dramatic (Hoodude? Alivia?)

Witch Hitch. Like I said, I’m sad Draculaura didn’t say it was Clawdeen who was the witch… but I understand she might not have thought of it (Frankie was the one that said it previously) or simply didn’t want to throw her under the bus. Lagoona is so freaking adorable. And unhinged. And feral. LOVE HER. The tatter tyke is seen several times in this episode haha.

With that warning about the curse, I was totally expecting that they would actually use it on Toralei, she would transform into a chicken and then they would have to undo the spell… it’s nice that Draculaura actually was mature to not overdo it and follow instructions, it also probably means she learned her lesson from Food Fight.

Part of the Pack. HOWLEEN! *Ahem* I’m on the fence about her outfit, but she never wore matchy clothes before, and her overall design is cool. She’s no longer Clawdeen sister, and it seems she’s more mature/older, but I like how they might develop into “pack sisters”. Again, the series show how communication and trust is the best policy. Any other show would have the protagonist trying to hide about their new friends and ditching and forgetting about their “real” friends, and the friends in turn would be selfish and unaware of the protagonist needs and forcing them to choose (Hello High School Musical 2!). Not here! Clawdeen tells them what is going on, and Frankie and Draculaura never ever have a hint of jealousy or ill will towards the pack or Clawdeen, and despite the presentation being important to Draculaura, she outright offers to postpone so they can go and support Clawdeen being accepted in the pack. And when they learn she’s about to be tricked? Other series would make the protagonist believe the friends are just jealous of their new position/friends. Here? They help each other, no questions asked.

It’s also the first hint that the series will have a deeper lore, starting with Clawdeen’s moon amulet… but honestly, that’s kind of secondary to the Friendship Lessons portrayed here.

I think this and the next one are my favorite episodes.

That Thing you Deuce. AKA The Deuce episode. Clawdeen and Deuce friendship is absolutely adorable, and I’m guessing the series will have a policy of “no hugs no kissing”, as there is no hint of romance between the two of them (Compared to the movie, at least).

Him making rock candy out of pure sugar is… genius? The loaf of brain bread was weird AF. Like… how?

But anyways, again, Deuce powers (Or Gorgons in general) is given another aspect: If the ray goes through an object (I’m guessing it was to be somewhat transparent) the ray changes properties and the target is transformed into what the ray went through. In the episode it happens first with candy, and then with Ghoulia’s bread. I’m not sure if the Monstering was retconned, if the properties are different or what, but here they turned into Candy, they didn’t get covered in a layer of candy, they turned into it. It also makes his use of glasses questionable at best… Maybe Gorgons are in full control of their powers and the glasses is just a placebo effect?

We get confirmation that Gorgon is now a full race and not just a couple of individuals.

Also, my ship appears again. Heath wants to read something to make himself angry to cook a dessert, and reads about the dangers that the Great Barrier Reef is facing… aka Lagoona’s place of origin in G1, which shows he cares about such things. And since we have the other mythology gag, and this show is good with continuity, it wouldn’t surprise me if Heath think that Lagoona comes from the GBR.

Werewolf Weekend. Clawdeen comes out of the closet to her dad. Clawdeen is going to tell her dad about being a werewolf, and Cleo decides to go with her for moral support, but has her own selfish reasons… surprisingly, she actually comes through with good advice and is a good moral support to Clawdeen. And we see even more of her monster side.

More of the lore bit with the Book that can only be read by monsters.

Paw-zlee pieces. CLAWD! MANNY! Manny being a nerd is a surprise, but he’s cute and I fully support Draculaura/Manny if they chose to got that route. The fact that he didn’t even register that Draculaura saw him as her Sitcom Archnemesis was hilarious.

I like Clawd design and personality. Ironically, now he fits his G1 doll a lot better than before (Just with a less mature face). The splitzy was kind of dumb, but fun. Again, I was expecting him to be frozen or something. The fact they ate the tamales with the corn leaf still on is… weird.

Frankie being referred as a “Frankenstein monster” and the fact that one of the founders was one too seems to imply that they are a whole race now. Or a sub-race of Simulacrums… apparently both werewolves and werecats count as a single race called “Werebeasts” which is cool.

The plot thickens. Besides the moon amulet of Clawdeen that represents werebeasts (specifically werewolves), there is one for Vampire, Frankenstein, Mummy, Sea Monster, and Gorgon… which coincides nicely with the main characters… wonder if they’re going to make a “Gotta Catch em all” kind of plot, if they will find them randomly through the rest of the series, or if they will pull a Friendship is Magic moment and realize the magic was inside them all along.

I’m honestly okay with either of those options.

OH, also Frankie killed Amanita, but I don’t remember in which episode happened, but that’s all good.

#monster high #g3

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teslacoils-and-hubris · 1 year

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idek what the halloween world is but i wanna know more

fun world to give me an excuse to play around with neon Halloween aesthetics :p it need a better name lol

basically its a pocket dimension thats an endless urban sprawl separated into two districts spread out randomly across the city. Old town is the more subdued, victorian, time burton aesthetic, and new town is all neons and flashing signs, the distinctly more sensory overload type.

There's no organized government, so naturally the populace has broken into several gangs and factions that fight for turf and control over the corner stores and malls where supplied like food magically appear and restock. I haven't ironed out everything about the factions yet, but the ones I have include the Big Bad Wolf's carnival, a casino run by some redesigned old ocs, the vampire coven, the werewolf pack, and probably some others too. Not everyone is in a faction, and there's pros and cons to both staying in your lane or being in a group. Since it's horror themed the rules of violence are pretty lack, but there's also a lot of mad scientists more than happy to bring people back to life

#asks #halloween world

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mlobsters · 7 months

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supernatural s10e8 hibbings 911 (teleplay: jenny klein; story: jenny klein, phil sgriccia)

has s10 stopped doing the pre-episode recaps altogether? pros and cons. but heyyy it's jody.

DEAN Right? You'd think these eggheads, with all the crap they amassed over the years, would have actually collected something important. Uh, here. "He-wolf/She-Wolf: A Study in Werewolf Transgenderism." 600 pages, volume 1.

all right

sam being so pleased that jody is calling and talking to her makes me 🥰 nice to see that happy face

SAM Uh, Dean says hi. JODY You found him? Thanks for telling me!

LOL be a better son/nephew/little brother, sam >:|

SAM All right. Well, uh, enjoy the retreat. JODY Screw you, Winchester. SAM Talk soon.

so stinkin cute <3

DEAN I'ma swallow a bag of knives if I got to keep looking at this stuff. Let's – SAM Jody said she was on top of it, Dean. DEAN Uh-huh. SAM All right. Let's take a drive.

dean's tactical deployment of the fakest puppy eyes ever

guy's voice and cadence reminds me a lot of mark ruffalo - and his top lip is asymmetric in the same way? LOL oh brain.

well. i'm glad they're letting donna be more than a caricature. sometimes. when they're not... making fun of her? buh

BRICE No. No, there's no problem. You ain't the first feds to roll through here and come up with nothing. Sure is cute to watch you try, though. DEAN Oh, pal, the FBI doesn't do cute.

LOL what. riling dean up

SAM Right, but this time, try to be a little less defensive of your "pretend job." DEAN You know, this badge means something. SAM I made it at Kinko's. DEAN Yes, you did. Be proud of that.

handwavy explanation of my longstanding question about their badges haha but it was silly and cute

is donna feeling something? being mad at jody for standing up for her against his harassment was not the feeling i was anticipating

the sheriff changing the password on the server to hide the footage, like does he turn into cannibal hulk??? mark ruffalo on the brain

well that's one way to get donna in on the hijinks. are jody and donna gonna end up long distance besties?

(9:58 AM lol) was he searching the web in his untitled note? haha

cute

(mushy music is back! piano this time. i made a tag for it)

little bonding for jody and donna, dean being totally forthright and not lying at all (right??) with sam about the mark. thanks for bringing it up and how he's feeling (or not feeling as the case may be), show

little sad we didn't get cannibal hulk knockoff mark ruffalo

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 10x08 #spn clip #spn musical score #spn mushy music #hey it's bringing up tags i've used in the past again fucking miracle #jody mills #donna hanscum

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maxthefryingpan12 · 2 years

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A/N: Here’s my first smut from Wattpad. It might not be the best but it’s the first one I’ve ever written. Without further ado.

Damn Wings.//Bakugo x Fem! Pro hero! Reader

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, feminine pet names, slight angst(like very, very light.), cream pie, fem receiving oral

New to this so let me know if I missed something.

Requested: No. but requests are open if you wanna see this with a different character or something completely different.

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My quirk is called werewolf. Basically I can have any ability or physical feature of an animal. When I don't have my quirk activated I have wolf like features and my strength and speed are amplified. That's just my main quirk. I have others, but I don't feel like explaining them.

I'm a new hero, I climbed the ranks like it's nothing. Last week I surpassed both of my adoptive dads. But due to a accident back in UA I could no longer deactivate my wings. Ever since the accident I've just gotten used to them.

Not even Katsuki, Izuku, or even Shoto are climbing the ranks as fast as I am. It might be because I remind people of hawks. But that is an inaccurate comparison because we are pretty much complete opposites, and my wings are about 5 times as big.

One day as I was on patrol with pro heroes Red Riot and Ground Zero, Kirishima and Katsuki, we saw that the governments of the world were implementing a soulmate system into our world. Apparently everyone was supposed to get a pair of wings that only them and their soulmate could see, and the bigger the wings, the more trauma the person has. This theory was originally tested on people with wings and proven right. The more trauma the quirk wielder has, the bigger their wings are. But according to the soulmate thing, how big your wings are is how much trauma you actually have. Although it is proven that trauma makes wings bigger, they don't let on to exactly how much. The news ended with them saying that tomorrow morning everyone in Japan will wake up with wings.

We spent the rest of our patrol talking about the changes. The pros and cons, what we think our wings would look like, who we hope our soulmates are. I said I honestly don't care who my soulmate is, as long as they're my soulmate I'm fine with it. Which is true, but I really hope it is one person. Katsuki Bakugo.

I realized I had fallen for him back in our first year of high school. Ever since then I've been hiding my feelings, hoping and praying, to any god out there, that he'd end up with me eventually. Ever since we've graduated he's been in and out of relationships, gone through girls like toilet paper, and one night stands were very common to catch him coming from. I hate it when he gloats about a new girlfriend, or breaking another girl's heart, or the last girl he slept with. I hated it so much I always excused myself to go to the bathroom, work out in the gym Fat Gum had in his agency, or go on a different route than them just to go and find a poor villain to take my anger out on. It hurt so much he chose those girls over me. But I faked not being hurt like a pro. It came naturally at this point due to how much I held in and hid.

After we clocked out for the night we waved goodbye and went home. That night I was extremely tired so I went to bed early and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.

I woke up in my king-sized bed. I groaned and stretched, I felt every part of my body tensed up and stretched out against the large fluffy mattress. My alarm is blaring in my ears. I relaxed completely and then sat up. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and skooched over to the side of the bed and turned off my alarm. I look at it, 6:00 A.M. I have the day off. I get up, my wings feel heavier than normal, I walk over to my closet and pick out an outfit for the day. I take out a Ground Zero shirt, ripped black jeans, ankle socks, Deku high tops, and a Red Riot hoodie. I then grabbed a regular black chocker, a necklace with a handmade explosion charm, some rings, fishnet gloves, and some belt chains.

I went into the master bathroom and set my clothes on the toilet seat and turned to the shower. I reached for the the knobs and turned the water to what I thought was a good temperature. I used my quirk to turn my wings into armadillo plates so I could get my Ground Zero hoodie off with ease. Once I got my hoodie off I deactivated my quirk and the unusual weight in my shoulders was back. I looked in the mirror and my wings were three times the size they were yesterday. They also had f/c patterns all over them.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?" I screamed. I put my Ground zero hoodie back on and turned the shower off. I ran out of my room right when Izuku and Shoto came inside. "Do my wings look different?" I yelled from the landing of the lavish staircase.

"No, why?" Izuku said, confused as to what was happening.

"Am I going crazy then?" I asked, knowing full well that I looked like a lunatic right now.

"No, it's the whole soulmate wing thing they announced yesterday." Shoto shot down the idea that I was crazy.

I remembered then, about the main topic of conversation yesterday on patrol. "Oh. I'm an idiot. I'm gonna go take a shower."

"Ok, have a nice shower! We'll be on the living room couch!" Izuku informed me.

I took a shower and got dressed. When I walked into the living room Izuku and Shoto were cuddling on the couch watching the news.

"So y'all gonna break up when you find your soulmates or what? I asked them.

"No need. We already found our soulmates, long before the soulmate thing happened. We're each other's soulmate." Izuku replied.

"Oh, okay. That's actually really lucky." I remark. "Let's watch the news." My heart leaped with excitement when there was breaking news about a villain attack and Ground Zero and Red Riot were the ones taking care of it. When the screen showed footage of the ongoing battle my heart skipped a beat. There they were. Black and orange wings that mimicked the back of their owners mask. They were a normal size of wings. I hadn't even begun to process the fact that I could see them, I just took in what they looked like. Once I had memorized every little detail about them, it sunk in, I COULD SEE THEM! I jumped up in joy and squealed like a little kid.

"What?" Izuku asked.

"I can see Katsuki's wings!" I'm pretty sure I squealed right after saying it.

"The odds." Izuku watched me dance around in victory at getting who I had hoped I would as a soulmate. Maybe there is a god.

"Should I go see him on lunch break? Or wait to tell him tomorrow?" I was trying to think about what I would do to tell him.

"I vote the lunch break option." Izuku chimed in.

"Me too." Shoto helped.

"Okay. Lunch break it is." I decided finally.

We went into the kitchen and grabbed some breakfast. After I ate I decided to make some katsudon for Katsuki. After I finished making the katsudon I just waited for the time to leave for the agency. I am not taking any chances of him seeing me before I get to the agency. The minutes tick by and when it's time I get up and heat up the katsudon. I wrapped the katsudon up in a Ground Zero themed cloth.

I walked out the front door and took flight. I held the food close to my chest as I flew towards the Fat Gum agency. My goggles kept the wind from bothering my eyes as I flew. I landed right when Katsuki goes on lunch break. I took off my goggles and walked through the door, shoving them in my pocket.

There he was. Standing in the middle of the agency talking to his redheaded best friend. I felt the confidence I had start to drain and I had second thoughts. My heart began to race, my whole body tensed up. 'What if he wants one of those girls more than me? What if he just got a new quirk? What if he doesn't like me?' My mind was going a mile a minute thinking every terrible thing would happen. I shook the thoughts away, took a few deep breaths, and continued on. With every step my heart beat faster, my body shook more violently and uncontrollable the closer I got to him. Eijiro spotted me and waved me over. Katsuki looked over and his eyes widened. He walked towards me and I slowly but surely lost my nerve. He came close enough for me to hand him the food I made and I held it out to him and bowed my head, I felt tears sting my eyes. Katsuki took the food from me and I lowered my arms and stuffed my hands in my pockets. Then something unexpected happened, he pulled me into his chest. My eyes widened and my hands moved from my pockets to around his abdomen. My grip around him tightened and my wings enclosed around him. He kissed the top of my head and lead me over to a table where he had me sit down and he sat down right next me. He took the katsudon and unwrapped it. He smiled a soft, gentle smile and looked at me.

"Katsudon, my favorite. Thank you." He took out the chop sticks I packed and tore into the meal. "You gonna grab something to eat or just watch me eat my food?"

I really didn't want to be away from him right now, but I was hungry so I got up and grabbed from the buffet of food then sat back down next to Katsuki, but out of habit and not knowing what his stance was I sat as far as I could from him without sitting on the other side of the table.

"Oh please. I don't bite, too hard." He said rolling his eyes and giving me a smirk, I blushed at his words. "And plus sweetheart, you don't have to pretend there isn't anything more than friendship anymore. Sit as close as you want, on my lap for all I care. I just don't want to be far from you anymore. We don't have the be constantly hanging on each other, I just want you close." He looks longingly at me, putting his arm on the back of my chair, right under the arch of my wings over the top of the chair. I scooched closer to him and feel comfort in the closeness. I eat my food and Katsuki eats his. When we finish eating Katsuki said he was actually covering for another hero until he got in and the hero walked in right when we finished eating. We wave goodbye to Fat Gum and went home.

About half an hour after I got home my doorbell was rung. Confused, I walked over to the door figuring it was just Izuku or Shoto that had forgotten something and came back to get it.

"What'd you forget this time-" I started but stopped realizing that the person standing there was none other than Katsuki Bakugo. I was speechless. HE was at MY house, not some other girl's house, MY house. His wings were puffed up and his hands were stuffed in his pockets. "Oh hey Katsu, what's up?" I asked the ash blonde.

"Can I come in? We need to talk about our relationship. Please." He looked at me with hungry eyes.

"Sure, come on in." I opened the door more to let him in. After he was inside I shut the door. "What would you like to say?" I turned to him.

"Y/N, I want you, only you. Those other girls were just placeholders, things I tried to fill the hole in my heart with. But every time I saw you, they didn't matter. When I gloated sometimes your smile would falter for an instant, just one, and then it'd be back. It hurt knowing that I was the reason it faltered. I don't ever wanna be the reason it falters again. I wanna be the reason it appears. I don't want them, I want you. I want to wake up to you every morning. I want to kiss your lips. I want to hold you at night, do everything with you. I want to get married, start a family, retire, with YOU. They are nothing compared to you." He holds my face in his calloused hands. "You are my EVERYTHING Y/N, my whole WORLD. I was so happy when I saw your wings because I was hoping you were my soulmate. You are the only person I think about constantly. I wake up every morning and go to work to see YOU, protect YOU, impress YOU. I don't want anyone but you." He looked at me with sincerity and regret.

"Katsuki. You don't know how much I've longed to hear you say those words." I put my hands on his chest. I hadn't even realized that tears were spilling from my eyes until Katsuki wiped them from my cheeks.

"Don't cry sweetheart. I didn't mean to upset you." He speaks softly, rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs. His eyes search mine for any sign that I want him to stop as he leans in. But I just lean in in response. When our lips meet I'm surprised at how soft his lips are. My lids flutter shut and I sigh into the kiss. He nips at my bottom lip asking for entrance. I give in to his request, letting his tongue slip past my lips and explore my mouth. He fought for dominance and immediately got it. I slipped my arms around his neck and pushed myself closer to him. His hands slid down my neck and back and rested on my waist. He pulled me into him as the kiss started to get less wholesome and more heated. He gripped my hips, I tangled my fingers in his hair and gripped his black tank top. He started growling and the sensation and sound made me moan into his mouth. When we finally pulled away for air a string of saliva connected our mouths still. My eyes fluttered open and Katsuki's where lidded, hungry for more.

"Maybe we should continue this where we'll be more comfortable. Or, more precisely, I will be more comfortable. It's been a long time since my first, and there hasn't been anytime in between it and now." I suggested.

Katsuki smiled, no, smirked. "Sure thing princess. Been dying to know what your room looked like on the inside." He picked me up by my thighs and I wrapped them around his waist, and fuck was he hard. He trapped me in another heated kiss before gripping my ass and walking up the large staircase. I grind my hips against his the whole way to my bedroom door. When we got to my bedroom door his firm grasp on my ass only stops on one cheek to open the door. Once we step inside he shuts the door behind us and walks over to the side of the bed. He lays me down and feels all over my body.

"I wanna know all your secrets baby. How you moan, how much you can take, your kinks, what you can do, how flexible you are, where every scar that litters your body is, baby I wanna fucking know it all." He growled in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I let out a shaky breath and shiver due to the dirty words that poured out of his mouth. His hands found their way from my hips to my wings and he gently stroked the feathers. I let out whine after whine due to how good it felt. My fingers grabbed a fistful of his hair and that just boosted his ego. He leaned into my ear again still stroking my soft feathers.

"That feel good princess?" He said lowly in my ear. "You look warm. Let's get this disgusting hoodie off you." He pulled his hands away from my wings and I wined. He placed his hands on the sides of my ribs and pulled me up. I turned my wings into armadillo plates so that he could pull off my Red Riot hoodie and discard it. Once the hoodie was off he noticed my Deku high tops. He quickly untied them and chucked them across the room. I deactivated my quirk to let my wings lay out on the bed.

"You look so good wearing my merch babe. Especially when you hand make it." He reached for the charm softly brushing my skin to grab it. The touch sent tingles down my spine. He reached behind my neck and took my neck jewelry off. His fingers brushed my skin again and again, sending shivers down my spine each time. He set the jewelry on the nightstand and looked back at me.

"Take those rings off baby girl. Don't want you to get hurt." He commanded in a deep, sexy tone. I obeyed, taking my rings off and giving them to him so he could put them with the other jewelry.

"Gloves too." He commanded, I obeyed. Once both of my gloves were in his hands he put them on the nightstand. He then pulled off his tank top that barely hid anything to the eyes but it was still mesmerizing to see his rippling abs and the scars that littered his body. It was now my turn to explore his body and feel it. But I felt his abdomen in its raw, uncovered form. His rock hard, scarred abs were hard to pull my hands away from. But I still wanted to know what the rest felt like so I glided my hands gently against his toned body. His skin was so soft. Eventually I looked at him and took my shirt off. I ended up accidentally ripping the shirt in the back because of my haste to show him more of me.

"Damn babe. Want me that bad?" He teased as I threw the shirt on the ground.

He has seen me with this much skin showing many times due to my hero outfit. But this is different. ALL of his attention is on me. His hands trace my scars and his hands run up and down my sides. When his hands leave my sides and reach behind me my face heats up.

"I need you to say you are okay with this before I continue. The last thing I wanna do is hurt you Y/N." His hands stayed on the zipper of my bra.

"Katsuki it's okay. I want this." I confirm.

His hands make quick work of my bra, discarding it and pushing me back down on the bed. His eyes are glued to my chest as he fondles my left mound, twirling my nipple around with his thumb until it was a stiff bud. He then grabs both boobs. The motion making me let out a quiet moan.

"Damn babe, your tits fit perfectly in my hands." His calloused hands fondled my breasts causing me to whine and move my hips. His smile widened and he leaned down, removing one of his and setting on my hips. He latches unto my bud and twirls it around with his tongue and sucks on it as he continues to fondle my other breast. The amount of pleasure he sent all throughout my body caused moan after moan to spill out of my mouth. My arms moved to around his neck once again and my fingers found their way back into his spiky, soft, ash blonde hair. His free hand pulled my hands from his body and pinned them to the mattress above me. He released my mounds causing a very deeply disappointed whine.

"Don't worry baby. There is way more where that came from." He said as his hand dipped into the waistband of my pants. He undid what was hold my pants up and slid them down my legs. Once my pants were off he placed two fingers against my heat that was still clothed.

"Damn baby, you're already soaking wet. All this is for me? And I get it for the rest of my life? Fuck, you're spoiling me." His hand moved up to the waistband of my panties. "Let's get these off you shall we?" He painfully slowly pulled them off my body. He smiled at my bare, throbbing cunt. "Fuck, I need a taste baby." He got on his knees and put my thighs over his shoulders. "The last time I was in between your thighs we were sparring and you used your signature move. Fuck, I jerked off to how soft your thighs were for weeks." His breath on my heat and dirty words made me get even wetter and squirmed around. "You like it when I breath on this wet cunt baby? When I'm between your thighs about to service you? Spewing filth from my mouth? Well guess what, I'm growing impatient. So you're gonna let me tongue fuck you until you cum. Understood brat?"

I vigorously nodded my head and said, "Y-yes sir." With that he dived into my soaking wet cunt. He licked one long stripe in between my folds and then went feral. His hands gripped my thighs tightly and he growled like an animal. The vibration of his voice caused me to moan even more than I was. Both of my hands found their way into his hair, holding his face closer to my needy cunt. I grind on his face for more pleasure and he pulls me closer to his face, going even more feral. My head was getting fuzzy as I neared my climax. I was constantly moaning and once I was on the edge I moaned out his name.

"Katsuki, I'm—I'm gonna—fucking—cum!" I said in between moans. His response was tongue fucking me harder and faster, pushing me off the edge and into the pit of pleasure. My body convulsed and tensed as I released in Katsuki's mouth. He kept lapping up my juices until I came down from my high.

"You're such a good girl for daddy. And your body is so soft. I think I know why you were called the teddybear of class 1-A." He kicked off his shoes and took off his pants, then pressed his still sheathed cock up against my heat. "Fuck." He groaned lowly. "Tell me what you want baby."

"I want you inside me. I need you inside me. Please don't keep me waiting, please. I need you to stretch me out with your cock and pound into me. I need you to fuck me stupid, and claim me over and over. Please just stuff my pussy with your cum until you're done using my body. I don't care just fuck me." He was pleased with my response as he took off his boxers to reveal his long, thick erection.

"You want this?" He teased slapping it against my entrance. I nodded vigorously. "Words princess."

"Y-yes. I want it." I stutter out.

"Such a good girl, how could I refuse when you look like that. Deep breath baby. Daddy's home." He pushed the tip past my folds and made grabby hands for him to stoop down. He did and I wrapped my arms around him, my claws digging into his back causing him to push more of himself in me. It was painful due to his size and length but once he was fully in me he let me take a few moments to adjust, peppering my face with kisses until I gave him the okay to start moving. He started moving in and out slowly until I told him to go faster. The process continued until all the pain was gone and I had him barreling into me. I soon reached another climax and came all over his cock. I climaxed three more times before he finally climaxed.

I was spent and tired by that time and he was still raring to go. "Katsuki, I'm tired, and we have work in the morning. I'm not used to going all night and still having energy in the morning." I explained.

His smile and eyes softened and he once again peppered my face with light kisses. "Sure thing teddybear. We can go to sleep." He pulled out of me and moved us both to the head of my bed. He laid my head on his chest and held me close, stroking my hair and telling me how good I was. And for the first time ever, I fell asleep feeling safe, and protected, happy even.

#mha bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #fem reader #soulmate #bakugo smut #x reader #mha smut

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peppermintschnapps · 2 years

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never understood why 'the wolfman' (2010) was such a huge box office flop & reviewed so poorly. i definitely agree it has its flaws but overall i think it's a pretty solid monster romp. basically my logic here is --

cons:

* anthony hopkins phoning it in with dull line delivery and dead performance

* there's a bit of a tonal clash with lawrence being a subdued, tortured soul with a tragic past, trying to come to terms with the feelings he has for his dead brother's wife -- and then the werewolf scenes which become a shlocky gorefest that's dialled up to 110% violence and spectacle. nothing wrong with these 2 things on their own but I'm not sure if they work optimally together, tonally

* unfortunately some of the cgi has aged poorly

* the 'twist' can be seen coming from a mile away and doesn't do much to add tension in the final act of the film

* nothing remarkable about the soundtrack

okay and now pros:

* benicio del toro & emily blunt both give enjoyable performances, and i think they have great chemistry

* the werewolf makeup holds up, looks fucking awesome

* the werewolf mass murder scenes are a lot of fun, feels like a good slasher romp

* the setting feels very authentic victorian/gothic, a lot of ambient locations and set pieces

* the costume department also did a great job on everyone's period clothing

* i think lawrence's plight as a tormented soul still works, benicio gives a great performance that you are engaged and invested in his struggles. the arc overall is tragic but fulfilled

in conclusion i think this film is a solid 6, maybe as low as a 5 if we are being really harsh on it. it's definitely got a lot of elements that are enjoyable, even if there are flawed areas. it doesn't deserve a reputation as being wholly unwatchable garbage or anything like that. i would say it is very much underrated and underappreciated.

#longpost #long post #the wolfman #the wolfman 2010 #benicio del toro #emily blunt

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firelordgrantham · 2 years

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I kinda love seeing what people hate or love in Twilight, in a political sense as well as in characterization/plot sense.

Because every single thing in it or something like that has two edges.

Like:

Bella:

the heroine is named (Isa)Bella Swan.

She is pretty, intellectual, introverted, shown as different from her girl friends.

She falls madly in love with a vampire and

leaves family and friends behind to be with him.

Cons:

Bella Swan is litteraly ''beautiful swan'', it's bad as an onomastic but it doesn't even have a dramatic reveal of her being associated to swans or anything. Also it focuses on her beauty and (snorts, she doesn't have any) grace, so it's kinda sexist to reduce her to that.

She's not like other girls = internalized misogyny. Hurtful propagation of the myth girls are airheads who don't have hobbies or wits.

the guy she falls madly in love with wants to drink her blood and is genetically coded to hurt her. To see her fall for him is bad enough, but she doesn't second think that or anything. All she is good at is falling in love and be pretty.

Also she falls into this predator-prey relationship quickly and cuts herself from her family and friends, which is clearly indicating a toxic dynamic: yet, she is happy with it.

Conclusion: She is a bad example, she reeks of internalized mysoginy from the author and ends up in a toxic relationship, cut from her family.

Pros:

The heroine is Bella Swan. Her name doesn't mean anything grand or defining because she's just a teenage girl. She's a work in progress and also not to be defined as the heroine but as herself.

She is so much not like other girls that there is a high chance she is secretly neurodivergent (https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/firelordgrantham/692028706877784064?source=share). So props to Smeyer for showing a bit of well-done representation (yeah I know it might seem like dark humor considering the other representations but we'll come to it), and may I add (for those who won't click the link) that among other things it is highly canon that her mind is not like others because the telepaths can't read it. Also, it's from her pov, so it's kinda normal to be 17 and introverted and think ''I'd rather be in my bed reading Jane Austen than go to parties with Jessica, so I'm not like her nor like the other (extroverted) girls from Forks High''. She has trouble fitting in -> she is a relatable introverted protagonist!

Although Edward is dangerous for her, she can handle it. She also sees past appearances and loves him when he is not capable of loving himself (seeing himself as a monster).

Her family and friends are not great anyway. Her mother is a toxic womanbaby who had to be raised by her own daughter and then threw her out with the trash when her new husband came along. Her father tries his best (we love Charlie Swan on this blog) but he's busy and he barely knows her. Her friends are either pushy boys or gossipy girls who will gossip about her as soon as her back is turned. So leaving them is a symbol of leaving a toxic relationship and mindset for a thriving, closely-knit network of family members and friends with the Cullens.

Conclusion: any introverted girl can identify with Bella, as a down-to-earth, not-a-chosen-one-with-a-big-destiny girl, who feels out of her world in Forks and will leave a toxic relationship to a healthy one in the end.

The romance:

Love triangle.

There's a vampire guy and a werewolf guy.

She chooses the vampire guy.

Cons:

Love triangle. It's overused. And it shows Bella once again as only capable of falling in love and nothign more. It takes over the whole story when it could have been exploring vampires vs werewolves vs other vampires. Bella falls in love with guys is just not enough and too much seen in YA books. (Anti-feminist)

Both of the guys are obsessing over her and neither really seem like a good match.

Her choosing the white, privileged male instead of the native boy, despite Jacob giving her much more thought out presents and giving her more time and considering her opinions more, is a textbook example of golddigging from her and internalized racism from the author. Bad thing.

Pros:

It is centered around a teenage girl's passions and attractions and not shaming her for being in love or for hesitating between two guys. (Feminist)

both guys have the same intensity, which explains why Miss Thrill-Seeking is interested in both: having one be a mild-mannered gentleman and the other a charismatic bad boy would have made the ''choice'' too easy. For a real duality between Life (werewolves) and Death (vampires), Killing and Sparing, etc, she couldn't have two love interests so different in characters that the endgame is an evidence: she has to struggle to chose because both options (life and death, human and monster, Jacob and Edward) need to be equally attracting, so equally intense.

she has a choice and so she doesn't just chose Edward out of spite or because he's the only one to ever have been interested in her: it's a real love story and not just the girl eloping with the first guy to show her some affection.

it... it is a romance fantasy, not a war or thriller or else book. I mean yeah some characters could have been more developed, but the story is about Bella and Edward (and a bit of Jacob), not about the vampire politics. Putting it here because I think, even if the book is not the best written ever, well... it is a romance. So the fact the other aspects are secondary is defendable.

Edward:

108 years old

died of spanish flu

edgy boy

vampire, killed people

Cons:

Big age gap that doesn't really justify. Problematic.

ok I gotta admit I don't see anything wrong with the spanish flu.

Edgy boy. Drama queen. ''it is the skin of a killer, Bella''. ''I have no soul, god hates me, etc''. ''I'm a danger to you.''

well he is stalking her, watching her sleep, overall toxic. All the above category is right tho (except mybe the ''god hates me'' part)

Pros:

still a teen and didn't mature much so it's not too bad.

kinda actual depiction of someone with self-esteem issue who becomes immortal and has to feed on blood.

well everyone loves a bad boy, and he did kill criminals didn't he?

etc.

People will argue over everything. And the best part is most of the arguments are right both ways!

anyway here is my little beginning of an analysis of the twilight fandom/hatedom.

#twilight #twilight meta

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innaneramblingsofamadman · 1 year

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Chapter 7: Me and You, Together

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45283270/chapters/114749254

Entry from the journal of Corvus Addams, Volume 9, page 263:

There has been an update in the circumstances surrounding the Sinclair family and it has left me consumed by rage. It has been a week since receiving correspondence to the young member of the pack, and her mother has dared to write a letter of her own as a follow up with horrendous implications. I would put it to words, but every attempt has left my hands trembling and fury like a bonfire in my throat. I’ve attempted to write down my thoughts three separate times now but tore out each page because I could not make my own penmanship legible to even the most skilled elementary school teachers.

I refuse to respond to her, it would not fit an Addams to deign to lower myself to her level.

For the time being, I will remain silent as a lamb. But that is only because I want this to go well for Enid’s sake, the poor pup has enough on her mind to fret over. If the old bitch dares to utter her “suggestions” to the family I will do nothing to protect her. In fact, I’ll more than likely join in on Gomez’s probable attempts to dismember her.

Damn the packs and their toxicity. If I could I would go back in time and prevent the moronic idea of alphas and betas from spreading. Ever since then the packs have all become intolerable aside from the rare exception.

I need a drink

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She should curse Corvus for not warning her that the other family would have enchanted furniture. She could curse herself for not assuming such a thing as well. Wednesday had no way of preparing herself for the walking beam of moonlight that was Enid as she had stepped out of the truck, nor to prepare for the way that might affect her strategy. The goal was to take center stage, not play as a support character to the Heroine. The snug cream sweater along with her pale skin almost made her glow in the darkness of the night, even after coming inside the small gold fibers shone against the candle light. She’d only done sharp eyeliner for makeup, and the natural gravity was pulling Wednesday in fast.

When they’d first entered the house she couldn’t even take her eyes off of the brilliant platinum hair as it swayed and bobbed while Enid walked. Her blue eyes had been so wide with awe that it was almost…cute? What in Dante’s Nine Hells is happening to me?

“Alright everyone! Take a seat! I didn’t spend all day torturing my wrists just for this to go cold!” Corvus called over the din of chatter. Everyone began to move towards the table and take their seats, the Addams’ taking one side and the Sinclair’s on the other, with Corvus sat at the head near the tall windows. The conversations continued, Enid had been regaling her with tales of misadventure and strange secret society parties from her days at Nevermore for a while now and fell silent as they sat across from each other near the end.

“Soooo, where did you go to school?” The blonde asked.

“I attended a total of 13 schools before graduation, each of them has passed from my memory for the most part,.” A basket of soft rolls was being passed around the table, and her father stood to dish out large chunks of roast to each plate, aside from Wednesday’s own.

“That’s cool I guess, ever make any friends?”

“Friends are a liability and a weakness, I have no weaknesses.”

“That’s actually like one of the saddest things I’ve ever heard before. A werewolf friend wouldn’t be a weakness though, would it?” Enid grinned. The raven thought about that for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of the statement, before she relented with a nod.

“I suppose not, so long as they could protect themselves.”

“No need to worry about that,” she cooed as her colorful nails stretched into long and wicked claws. The wolf lifted one like a needle and used it to skewer a roll from the basket with a wink. “I haven’t been in too many fights, but I’ve never even been scratched.” The pride was evident in her smirk.

“A shame really, scars can be quite enticing,” Wednesday muttered and mirrored her expression. A blush painted the other woman’s ears, but she said nothing more as she began to dig into the portion of roast and mashed potatoes on her plate.

Meat was not Wednesday's first choice for sustenance, it left her feeling greasy and her mind addled, so she had taken nothing more from the table than the honeyed carrots and salad. She’d have to discuss vegetarian options with Corvus later, she’d forgotten to mention it to him before now. An oversight caused by her time spent focusing on the library and her own scheming.

Most of the talking had died down by this point, to her pleasure, as the group seemed to become enveloped by the meal. Compliments of all nature poured forth for Corvus’ skill in the kitchen, most from Enid herself about how 'stupid good' it was.

The wine decanter continued to float overhead as it filled each glass before it settled next to Corvus with a dull thud. He spoke in a hushed voice with her father, who sat at his right hand, and both of them snickered at something. Esther and her mother now had a tense silence between them, and she noticed as the tall Addams’ dark eyes settled on the wolf with a sickeningly sweet smile. Pubert and Pugsley were too busy playing the knife game with Thing to eat. Both of the Sinclair men ate like they’d been starved for weeks, Murray using his napkin to remove the gravy from his beard.

“Wednesday darling, how’s your book coming along?” Morticia asks with a smile.

“Well as ever mother, though I admit to having frustrations at my lack of inspiration lately.”

“Oooo, what kind of book is it?” Enid asks.

“It’s a mystery series I’ve spent a great deal of time on. But no publicist will take it without some form of ‘normal’ interaction.”

“If it’s inspiration you need, you should look into the journals of Arthur Addams, he was alive during the time that Jack the Ripper prowled the streets of London and was obsessed with finding the man,” Corvus offered through a mouthful of potato. “His illustrations look a bit rough, but his deductive skills were unmatched at the time and his dictation is clear and concise as a eulogy.”

“I’ll have to look into it, thank you.”

Before much longer everyone sat back with full stomachs as the wine poured faster and her father broke out a bottle of Glenmorangie whiskey from beneath the table, pouring it into glasses that the keeper floated over from the bar with a simple wave as a rune appeared.

“So I know it’s a normal thing for like, more magical groups, but what does a Keeper do?” Enid poses. All eyes fall on the man at the head of the table as he takes a sip of wine and sets it down with a breath.

“It’s more complicated than we tend to like talking about, so I’ll just give a sort of brief synopsis. Keepers do as their name implies, we keep and guard the knowledge of the people we have sworn ourselves to. Some of us work for factions or guilds, many hide themselves within universities, but most stick to their family,” he smiles and nods to Gomez and Morticia, “in a family of psychics and witches, I find myself surrounded with all manner of dangerous material and secrets.”

“They also all live like insanely long,” Pugsley added.

“That we do, for a myriad of reasons,” he wiggles his hand a bit. “My life is prolonged by feeding off the energy of decay, an ability I inherited from my father and his family.”

“Family is so important, isn’t it?” Esther asked with a wide smile. His head never shifted her way, but Wednesday could feel his attention sharpen and focus on her as he gripped the stem of the wine glass. Enid shifted in her own seat as well and stared at the table as she picked at her nails and said nothing. A breeze blew through the room on phantom wings and set the chandelier to spinning while the candle’s flame flickered and waved. An Addams always looked half-dead, but her cousin's face had gone from pale and gaunt to downright gray and skeletal as he turned to Enid’s mother.

“Indeed. They are the most important thing in my life, each and every one in their unique way,” at this he stared through the woman, “surely a mother would agree?”

Wednesday could almost taste the fear in her eyes, it was delectable.

“Of course,” her voice just above a whisper, still smiling. And just like that the strange spell that had overtaken Corvus vanished as he smiled and clapped his hands together.

“Excellent! I hope you all saved room for dessert, I made a lemon tart with lavender whipped cream on top! Hopefully you all enjoy it as much as I do!”

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After everyone had finished eating, and their parents agreed to a quick meeting in the conference room, Enid had started feeling a bit restless. Sitting and doing nothing inside had been killing her for the last hour and she couldn’t take it much longer, so she’d decided to go outside to admire the glowing garden just beyond the windows. The cold air nipped at her face and hands as she kneeled down to a section of beautiful pink flowers that shimmered with tiny red pin pricks along the petals. Her nose might not be as strong as most werewolves because she still hadn’t shifted, but it was much stronger than a regular person’s, and the scent of moonlight and clear water swam through her mind.

“I would prefer they were black dahlias instead, but to each their own I suppose,” Wednesday’s voice cut through the quiet of the night. She stood just behind Enid by about five feet, her hands stuffed into the pockets of her slacks as far as they could go.

“Did you follow me out here?” she giggled.

“Perhaps. You’re intriguing to me, you seem to be less confused about why we're here than everyone other than my cousin,” Wednesday offered her hand, and Enid took it before standing up and dusting off her knees before they continued to walk down the line of plants as the blonde kicked her feet up in front of her with each step.

“Well, you’re interesting to me too,” she admitted, “every time you look at me for too long it feels like my brain gets dipped in ice water.”

“Shocking yet pleasant?”

“Bingo,” Enid smiled over her shoulder.

“I’m afraid that may be due to my gifts as a psychic. I am not particularly…skilled at social obligations.” Enid stopped at the end of the garden to sit on a stone bench that faced the small lake before them, and Wednesday took a seat next to her.

“So you can read people’s minds?” the blonde woman asks with her eyes blown wide.

“Not yet, or at least not effectively. What I do is more like skimming the page of a book that allows me some insight as to what the person I’m reading is feeling. I get impressions such as anger, sorrow, dread, or disgust, but no actual thoughts, to my own disappointment.”

“So like…psychic emojis?” she smiled.

“Refer to my reading like that again and I’ll have to resort to drastic measures.”

The young wolf grinned wider at that and bumped her leg into Wednesday’s. The two of them sat silently with their shoulders just inches apart as they stared out at the water while it reflected the sliver of moonlight. Enid crossed her arms against the chill wind and rubbed her shoulders for a little warmth, looking up at the night sky.

“Can you tell what I’m feeling right now?” she asked as she glanced at the goth. Wednesday’s eyes went blank for a moment again as she looked back at her, the same cold feeling pressing against Enid’s mind, then stared at the water.

“You’re anxious, and uncomfortable. If you wish I can leave you to your thoughts,” before Enid could even say anything the short woman had started to stand. She reached out and placed a hand on the dark fabric of the psychic’s arm before she could make her exit.

“No, it’s not you I promise,” Enid sighed. “Anxiety is just the beginning of this stupid mess.”

“To what do you refer?”

Enid is frozen to the spot for a minute before her breathing exercises allow her shoulders to relax. What would the heiress think if she came clean? Would she judge her as too weak to be a friend after all? There’s no way Wednesday would laugh in her face like her pack did, right?

“Can I tell you something, and have you promise not to mention it to the rest of your family until I do?”

“Of course, my Uncle Fester has confessed a litany of crimes to me over the years. This shouldn’t be any more difficult than that.”

“Okay…so,” here we go, “I’m not exactly a full on werewolf yet.” Enid’s hands return to picking at her nails.

“I’m going to need more than that, I’m afraid,” Wednesday looks at her with confusion written all over her face.

“I’ve never shifted into my wolf before. Most pups do it for the first time when they’re like 13 or 14, but the genetic lottery skipped me I guess,” she held out a hand in front of them to extend the claws again and took a swipe at the empty air before she smiled nice and wide to show off her elongated canines. “That’s all I’ve got.”

A look of understanding crossed Wednesday’s eyebrows as they knit together and she worried her bottom lip. Enid sat in the quiet and waited for her to say something back as another cold gust made her shiver.

“You were the one who wrote to Corvus then.”

“Yup, and now we’re all here in the middle of absolutely nowhere because the longer it takes, the smaller my chance gets.”

“If it makes you feel any better, my own gift causes me to have minor seizures if I touch the wrong thing. It’s an inconvenience I’ll be living with until they finally put me in the ground.”

“I’m sorry, what?” They both look at each other again and Enid honestly couldn’t tell what she had meant by that.

“Psychics are prone to visions,” she breathes, “at times I can glimpse the past or future, but due to my negative disposition to the world they come on violently and without warning.”

“And give you seizures?” Enid clarified.

“The more intense one’s do, yes. When they began it was a battle to convince my parents to not take me to the hospital every time I touched the older relics or artifacts we keep at home.”

“Wow, okay then. That actually makes me feel a little bit better,” she huffed out.

“Still, that does not explain your discomfort.”

“It’s just cold out, that’s all. I’m from California and this pup was made for warm weather.” She wrapped her arms more tightly around herself and drew her legs up to her chest.

“I thought werewolves had a naturally high body temperature?” Wednesday asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Only after, well you know.”

“I see. Well, the cold doesn’t bother me in the slightest. Here,” she took off the black blazer and placed it around the blonde’s shoulders, it fit her like a glove, “I wouldn’t want to be a rude host and allow you to become sick.”

The jacket smelled like spearmint and mixed with the vanilla she was covered in herself. The extra layer helped, but the blush plastered across her ears and face also warmed her as she mumbled a thanks and pulled the lapels tight around her frame. The odd pair sat together and appreciated all the sounds the night had to offer, somewhere in the distance Enid heard the rustling of branches and quiet calls of the nocturnal creatures she’d been warned about.

“I’ll help you.” Wednesday didn’t even breathe or blink, but her voice carried into the dark.

“What?”

“I will help you find the solution to whatever is stopping you from ‘shifting,’ as you put it. For the moment I’ll remain quiet, but I suspect your mother has some other motive for being here other than helping you.” Enid shifted on the bench and tilted her head.

“Why do you think that?”

“She’s wearing some kind of ward, it blocks my abilities and more than likely my mother’s as well. And Corvus has been nothing but jovial since we arrived, the mood change during dinner tells me something else is going on.”

“Oh my god, of course she is,” she pinched the bridge of her nose, “we’ll burn that bridge when we cross it.”

“I won’t be doing it for free, of course. There’s not many werewolves in the Addams family tree, so I’ll need some more private information from you about pack life and the like for documentation later on.”

“Easy enough I guess,” Enid shrugged. Wednesday stood from the bench with all the grace of a cat, looking at her over the pale shoulder.

“Do we have a deal then?” The blonde popped up to her feet and took a deep breath, then held out her hand.

“Deal, just you and me, Willa.” Wednesday reached out and grabbed the hand in her own, avoiding the brightly painted nails.

“You and I,” she corrected.

“Close enough,” the smile Enid was shooting her was bright like the sun and almost blinded Wednesday, but her dark eyes never left the pooling ocean of Enid’s own.

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Not too long after their little bargain had been struck, all of the elder members of each family exited the conference room with pleased smiles, except for Corvus, who appeared to be doing an impression of Wednesday’s own stoic expression. Her father continued to spin whatever web of a story he’d been telling to Malachi, who nodded and grunted to confirm that he was still listening.

Thing had orders to listen in on the conversation had in the conference room and relate any key details later tonight, so she didn’t need to ask her parents what was discussed. Everyone stood and walked the Sinclair’s to the truck outside in a large huddle, with Pubert tucked into their mother’s hip as she followed near the back.

Once the majority of goodbye’s were said, she was left standing in front of Enid with no clue what to say, and on instinct reached for her psychic power to read the blonde. The moment the raven’s eyes were beginning to cloud, and the cold feeling returned to her mind, Enid held a finger up with a small smirk, waggling it in her face.

“Uh uh, no cheating on this one.”

“It’s not cheating, it’s an advantage. That would be like asking you not to use your claws to win a fight,” her eyebrows were knit together like a sweater, both offended at the insinuation she needed to cheat and that the girl had read her so easily.

“But this isn’t a fight. Just tell me the first thing that comes to your head!”

“I…I suppose…enjoyed speaking with you tonight,” she tried. The words coming out of her mouth felt strange when arranged like that, but something in her chest slackened as she nodded after a moment. Enid grinned like a devil and pulled her dark jacket off, extending back to Wednesday.

“I had a better time than I thought I would because of you, thanks for letting me borrow this.” Those cerulean eyes stared at the jacket for a second, and with a huff she pushed it an inch closer to the goth.

Wednesday considered for a second, and then pushed the dark coat back. This is about enjoying myself, isn’t it?

“Keep it, I doubt the wardrobe will care much. We wouldn’t want you to catch death from the cold, would we?” And, for the first time in near a decade and a half, Wednesday blinked at her. The pale skin around Enid’s neck and ears turned crimson as her breath caught in her throat.

“Y-yeah, you’re totally right. So don’t want to die from the cold, yeah. Thanks, um, thank you. See you tomorrow?” She was speaking like an auctioneer, her eyes shooting all over the place. Wednesday smiled at that, it was good to know her father’s charm hadn’t totally skipped over her.

“Tomorrow it is.”

“Cool, um bye,” she squeaked as she jumped into the cabin.

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As the truck roared to life, Enid and her family rolled down the driveway and back to the old house with the headlights cutting through the darkness in front of them in tight circles. She could almost feel the anxiety waving off of her mom, but both her dad and Malachi looked full, happy, and almost excited. Things were looking up, for her at the very least.

A gentle smile crossed her face as she lifted the jacket up to her nose, and the mint and vanilla filled her head with a warm giddiness.

__________

Wednesday waited for half of an hour before she went into Corvus’s room, which she felt was appropriate given the circumstances. She did not want to catch her cousin without having time for him to wind down from the dinner before she questioned him. The heavy wooden door creaked as she opened it, Thing following close on her heels, and the keeper was sat at his desk with a glorious black fountain pen in one hand and a strange cigarette that smelled of moss in the other.

“Enid told me her side, but you are going to explain why you distrust Esther Sinclair to me now.” Her voice was just above a whisper, but she put the authority of her standing in the family behind every word.

“Ohhhh lovely,” He leaned back in the chair and rubbed his hands over his eyes, taking a long drag from the cigarette clasped between two fingers. “Where do you want me to start?”

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