#but i also wouldn’t be shocked if that was the case yknow
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Lee Bodecker Blurb
So......I've been talking about Lee a lot with @bucknastysbabe which of course means I pooped out something kind of horny. Imagine he and Florence get a nasty divorce at some, feel how plausible that is, then come back to this. Also kind of some kink discovery but Lee is such a good vessel for feedism yknow
Lee had a routine. He got off patrol, drove forty minutes out to the cabin on the far side of the county, and ate a somewhat miserable dinner while ‘I’ve Got a Secret’ or ‘The Price is Right’ droned on in front of him, driving the stale silence into the corners for a little bit.
Sometimes he stopped at the diner in Meade for food that was more salt and bacon grease than real ingredients, ordered in a quantity that made the teenage girl working the register raise her eyebrows; sometimes he exercised the full extent of his cooking skills and put a TV dinner in the oven. Either way, he parked his ass on the sofa, let the sound of the television fill his head and ate his dinner in a scene that would not be out of place in the 1963 edition of ‘Pathetic Divorcees 12 Month Calendar’.
Most nights, in an astounding display of disregard for personal dignity, Lee jerked off after eating. Sometimes he focused on the television and let Betsy Palmer float into his imagination, leaving the panel behind to show Lee what was under her tight little skirt. Other times he thought of his ex-wife, saw her chocolate dark hair and recalled the feeling of her breasts in his hands, how she’d tip her head back with pitchy moans when their sex was good. The only downside was that that usually led him into thinking about how nights like that had dwindled as he spent more time working-because to Lee, being on patrol or filing paperwork or meeting with Leroy all fell under the umbrella of ‘work’, at least for his purposes-how, coming up on the day Florence had served him the divorce papers, even their coupling became cold and distant and quiet, usually ending in yelling or tears if not both.
Thinking about that made Lee feel like shit.
The masturbation fodder Lee liked the best, though-or maybe just what he felt the least amount of guilt over-was the feeling of his own gut, packed with fatty diner food or ice cream and Nabisco cookies, skin warm from the stretch and stomach slightly aching as it tried churn through everything inside. He preferred not to dwell on why that feeling got him so absurdly hard-why palming his swollen belly made his cock leak like an old faucet.
In any case, masturbation was the third part of Lee’s routine. The fourth part was really playing the washed up cop and passing out under the fog of a full stomach and an orgasm. At a different time he would’ve polished off the image with a couple of beers, something to add to both the haze in his mind and the bloat in his stomach, but. Well. He was trying, as pathetic as it sounded.
As pathetic as ‘trying’ seemed to be, seeing as he still ended up conked out on the sofa, television illuminating how his undershirt was slowly creeping up over the curve of his gut like some slovenly sitcom husband. Except, that is, for the nights when Lee had the post-nut wherewithal and motivation to actually get into bed. It was actually a little bit sad how quickly he’d adjusted to sleeping alone. There was something almost reassuring about getting into a cold bed, as opposed to one warmed by a body that he knew has been waiting for hours; there was no one to disappoint or fight with or lie to in a cold bed, although Lee had done all three quite liberally throughout his marriage and didn’t feel so much guilt that he’d take them back, given the opportunity. He certainly wouldn’t give up what they’d gotten him…but it still felt safer to be alone.
Besides, the warmth and weight of his packed gut was a close enough substitute for the comfort of a woman, the grip of his own callused fist a workable approximation of the tight, wet heat of a cunt. Shocking as it may be, there wasn’t a line of women out the front door of the creaky old cabin with one working sink and raccoons in the attic-but even those traits were probably a better draw than Lee himself.
It didn’t matter. He was just alright by himself-it seemed like exactly the way he was meant to be.
#lee bodecker#lee bodecker fanfiction#the devil all the time#the devil all the time fanfic#sebastian stan#sebastian stan fanfiction#a touch of feedism in there#re-elect sheriff bodecker#my writing#chubby Lee bodecker
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Hi it’s me overblot Kalim anon back again
Firstly I’m so glad you like my idea and honestly you put what I was thinking about the meaning behind his overblot into words 100% accurately
Secondly I wanna share my final additions to add some extra angst:
1. Yknow how MC/Yuu has been getting more and more sarcastic with each new overblot? Yea that would not be the case with kalim. Resident sunshine boy of the school suddenly snapped? MC/Yuu wouldn’t even have anything to say they’d be shocked
2. Oasis Maker causing rain can tie into this perfectly, cause obviously emotions are high right? That’s how overblots work. So imagine just him overblotting and causing the once sunny skies of Scarabia to turn into dark clouds raining down on the dorm with no end in sight. This would also perfectly reflect his current mental state
3. Jamils reaction: obviously he’d probably worry about what would happen if his parents and Kalims parents found out that he overblotted. But I can’t help but wonder what he would think about besides that. Would he be worried for Kalim deep down? Annoyed? Regretful? It honestly depends how much of a relationship was created between the two before this hypothetical overblot happened and that in it of itself opens a whole can of angsty worms
Man twst really went “no one is mentally well here” and proved it in 100 different ways huh. Someone give these boys a hug and a certified therapist that isn’t MC/Yuu
Kicks in the door because boy we are all crying tonight but YEAH
Honestly the overblots all make a lot of sense as they come, with Jamil's being more surprising of the main cast, Riddle was actively being borderline tyrannical and aggressive, Leona is also openly aggressive and was ultimately behind a lot of people getting injured, Azul was openly behind all the giant bullshit of conning like half the student body, we haven't gotten to Vil yet but he's openly in the spotlight and hostile towards others- like MILD SPOILERS but in book 6 Idia comments that the ones who have overblotted are all Known Problem Students (save for Jamil, who's mastered the art of keeping his head down and blending into the background in order to be unnoticed, hence why his overblot would be a surprise to anyone who wasn't the MC actively witnessing him being shady as fuck)
So it's basically yes, been a track record of very plainly obvious problem students who clearly have issues, so for Kalim to be someone who overblots?? That would be so genuinely alarming for everyone involved to hear, to learn that someone who is basically sunshine personified was so wholely consumed by the negativity within himself that he's endangering himself? Honestly the most joke adjacent comments I could see would be something along the lines of "man we told him that him being so happy go lucky was annoying but we didn't mean it like this"
Also YES I HAD THAT THOUGHT like Kalim was able to easily create an entire river like, what better way to drive others away when you're at your breaking point than a terrible storm. Let everyone stay safe inside out of the rain while he waits within the worst parts of it as he essentially drowns within himself. How easy it would be to cry a personal ocean, after all
Though of course it would just make him more upset to see that people have come after him because no, he never wanted anyone to endanger themselves for his sake, he never wanted any of them to dare to brave the storm he wrought
Though as far as Jamil goes I think he would be terrified. He does really care about Kalim deep down, and we can see this with how worried he gets when Kalim is in danger. There is hostility and resentment that has seeped into and uprooted their friendship, but you can tell they once really were friends. They were children who played together and laughed together and who even now do have care laced within the rubble they stand upon. Jamil might make a rude comment to the rest of the cast or act annoyed, but he's not overblotted and acting out during a massive breakdown (the only time he's openly endangered Kalim). He doesn't want Kalim to die, hostilities or not, and I think he wouldn't be motivated based on fear of his family or Kalim's own finding out but rather just, that's his childhood friend, regardless of how they feel now, and he does not want him to die
This is more me doing some wild speculation here but HEY as long as you get what I'm saying lmao
#nrc hire in school therapists challenge#ask#anonymous#twisted wonderland#twst wonderland#twst#kalim al asim#twst kalim
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Hi, I remembered your HC about Spider with cystic fibrosis and I was wondering how you think this situation would affect the Quaritch recom? I mean his thoughts and feelings, maybe he would pull the strings to get Spider new lungs?
ohhhh my gosh, i definitely did make a post about Spider having cystic fribrosis,
to recap this au, spider has CF, he lives on Omaticaya land in a local clinic created basically for him? When he was around 2 years old they found out and Norm pulled some strings to get not only the materials but the needed personnel to take care of him. Mo’at weaved a bag for his nasal cannula which is always on his hip. He grew up in the clinic since they deemed it too dangerous for him to be outside too much. He met the Sully’s while still young, Neytiri was of course hostile at first, but how long can you go being angry at an innocent, chronically ill child before you feel guilty?…. for Neytiri, pretty damn long but she got there. he still loves to climb and do superhuman shit . At first he was extremely reckless bc he undervalued himself but some scoldings and tears for the Sully kids after his actions caught up to him. He started being more delicate about his health.
Now for this ask, this would be him having CF in the canon universe. Oh boy. Lots of neglect on that part, adults always willing to scold him for being reckless but never willing to step up and look after him. especially being on Pandora where getting a lung transplant literally isn’t an option…not for the faint of heart. He came to accept his own mortality, had he been on earth, he probably wouldn’t had gotten a transplant due to overpopulation(longer waiting list) but he would’ve atleast had treatment. Here? i’m a world where he had it constantly push his body and organs to keep up? yea it’s not easy.
The recons at first thought he has using the cannula as an alternative to the mask. A visit to the lab and some blood samples later they find out that it’s not the case. Quaritch feels oddly guilty, he knows it’s a genetic condition, meaning the he was partly at fault for it. The other numbnuts don’t really care if i’ll be honest. They’re shocked Spider survived as long as he did, and lowkey respect it but that’s it. Not much pity or sympathy, it doesn’t really affect them since none of them carry the gene.
Spider let’s his guard down and mentions how he’d never be able to get new lungs in a moment of vulnerability. So Quaritch mentions the possibility of new lungs to one of the lab guys bc he’s a bit of a softie but mostly also wants to use to his advantage. Get the wild child to live you by giving him everything g he desires yknow. But of course, the general hears about it through the grapevine.
General Ardmore tries to bribe him with new lungs, it’s cruel. It’s something Spider had wanted since childhood and now it was so close but so far away too. He’d never betray the Sully’s but it still hurts to turn away everything he ever wanted. Quaritch tries to get him to accept which leads to a huge argument with Spider something like this,
“Fuck off,”
“You don’t t know anything about me, you I’ve been living with this for years, you think I’m that naïve? Fuck you, your general— and your lungs.”
“Get away from me, stop trying to be something for me. You were made in a lab, you’re not my father— you’re the reason I’m like this anyways.”
The words hurts more than Quaritch wants to admit, he realizes that he cares for the kid, his kid.
Sorrows, sorrows, prayers.
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fcg using turn undead is not the problem in and of itself but that he didn’t even apologize for how it harmed laudna after the fact and then told her to “respect the gods” which is a pretty messed up thing to say to someone after you just did something to hurt them and who is clearly struggling with where she stands because of how the gods seem to view her. and if you still can’t understand why laudna has a problem with the gods you’re just dumbass and there’s no helping you at this point.
i’m very cognizant that for some people the issue is fcg’s “respect the gods”, however that explicitly wasn’t what i was addressing in my post. i was very specifically expressing frustration about people who have seemed to forgotten the aspect of cr where it is storytelling through the medium of a game. also, i’m not sure that it is super obvious that laudna is struggling with where she stands because of how the gods seem to view her. struggling with where she stands? yes absolutely, and she certainly brings up uncertainty wrt the morality of the gods, but i don’t know that fcg has any reason at all to believe that laudna is struggling right now because of the gods and not other concerns like her recent death, the impending apocalypse, and the emotional turmoil of the separation - something that fcg more than most has actually addressed. they did it in their clumsy, self-deprecating way, but fcg is one of the few who explicitly engaged with the unfairness between the experiences of team issylra and team wildemount during the split.
it is messed up that fcg tells her to respect the gods, but he didn’t harm laudna, they made her go running…. in the same direction she was already going. fcg also already had reason to believe it wouldn’t hurt laudna due to the last time they used turn undead. further, the episode was one that had very little downtime, it’s possible laudna (or, yknow, fearne, who in the text seemed to have more of a problem with it than laudna did) might bring it up. if she doesn’t, i won’t be shocked, but i’m sure i’ll see a bunch of posts demanding an apology from fcg. laudna is a very physical character based on how marisha plays her, when there are large issues in laudna’s psyche, she explains them while narrating battle actions or she moves a lot less such that we get moments like travis asking what laudna’s hands are doing. this was absent, and again, that might change next week and in that case i’ll continue to base my opinions on my viewing experience, not on the (badly formed) ad hominem arguments in my ask box from people who don’t even have the confidence to do so off anonymous.
in general, i’m really not sure where the argument that the gods seem to hold less favour for laudna than anyone else in bells hells came from, both in the show itself and in the fandom. she was given a resurrection using divine magic, she often echoes the gift pelor bestowed to whitestone with her form of dread. honestly, beyond fcg and orym, laudna probably makes the most reference/appeal to divinity that seems to be in good favour. i can see that laudna has critiques of the gods, and some of them seem to be fair ones if not typically irrelevant to the discussions at hand.
but, kind stranger, thank you so much. because now i can happily claim this crown you have bestowed upon me that i have wandered aimlessly looking for… for now months i’ve wondered how to categorize myself since i’ve questioned what exactly the specific issues that laudna has with the gods and now i know, i am a dumbass. i’m unsure what help i am beyond, as “having the wrong opinion” about the moral analysis a fictional character does of fictional gods doesn’t rank high on my concerns that i might ask for help about, but i appreciate the implied offer even though you ultimately rescinded it.
i really appreciate your charitableness and good faith here, it really orients me towards wanting to hear you out and persuades me to consider things I hadn’t previously (tonetag: sarcastic, if that hasn’t yet become apparent)
in general, anon, i find the choice you made here hilarious and i do have to thank you for making me laugh on a day that has been less than stellar. the absurdity of sending an ask with this tone to… change my opinion? scold me with all the bravery of your anonymous badge into agreeing with you over something as low stakes as… what i find annoying about fandom habits?
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Don’t fucking think you’re safe, there’s more bitches. Now for Cassim!
Cassim is my oc and i already forgot a bitch name so imma Google it again. And also, more identity crisis role issue
@adrianasunderworld @mangacupcake @writing-heiress @the-weirdos-mind @skboba-stars @nproduction626 @rose-tea-and-strawberries @anxious-twisted-vampire
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After the news of revealed that the maiden of wits Aqila was actually the false maiden. Hence her powers never truly exceeded. Was because she wasn’t one at the first place. Of course, the twin of the girl. The brother. Cassim. A minute younger then his sister. Grunted in frustration. Punching the wall beside him as he screams in anger. A little tantrum you call it. He snarled when he heard a familiar laughter. He turned his neck, facing him.
It was Sa’Luk. The boy guardian. Of course, the man had been training Cassim to follow his steps of wanting more then just treasure. The boy magical gift was like the hand of Midas. Only Cassim was in full control over it. “Young man, you are throwing a little pity party for yourself over this news.” He laughed, as Cassim threw his fist at the taller older male. He was easily apprehended to the wall. “A young boy like you should just behave.” He said.
As Sa’Luk threw the boy aside, he let out a loud sigh. “You’re truly beyond saving Cassim, and it annoys me you have that bastard name….. if only the knight of wits didn’t offer his own father name to you. I wouldn’t be so frustrated!” He shouted. Just like Jafar and the other villains. Most. He wanted the ring of Solomon too. To summon djinns and control sands is a selfish mortal wish. Cassim was still in shock of the revelation. “What….?”
“Did you think I’m shock of the news?” He laughed. “I already knew from the start. Your sister being a false maiden. Of course I knew. I was watching over that rat and his wife. How else I know about your name? Being named after the knight father really is rewarding. But here’s the thing kid…..” he said. “You were a back up knight. Just in case the girl ever denies it. Your father said both my child will have a choice. Whether to serve the new maiden. Or follow their heart.” He said, in a disgusted tone. “But he didn’t admit it. But to you, you were never picked. You would be a back up just in case the girl ever yknow. Died.” He chuckled.
Cassim felt shock, a wave realization hit him. He was never given the knight dagger. Only his sister had gotten it. He wasn’t given a spare or a second dagger. Because the knight only had the one solely given to him by his father. He glared at Sa’Luk. “But down worry. If the girl dies. It just satisfies a few people. The man left the boy alone. Leaving him to question his life. He wants freedom, but. The mere thought of being just a spare in case the other twin deceased…..
Left a bitter taste of rage in life. An unfair life. And unfair role. He strikes his twin resemblance very well. Same height, face, and looks. But their body are differ. The girl is a bit thinner. While he looks a bit more buff like.
‘Maybe….’ He wonder. ‘Just maybe…..’ he thought. ‘….. I should bring the head of the true maiden….. so then….. I won’t be seen as a spare kid ever again….’ As a glint of red shined in his eyes. As he let out a soft giggle.
Evil Cassim arc…. 😄
Sorry not sorry. I got to make Aqila hand over the magic item to the true owner later and reveal Mozeis backstory. Few angsts, drama, and more chaos. How am I not writer burnt? Because I’m a wild card. I dunno what the shit I’m doing with life.
#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland oc#marron ocs#twst oc#twst#Marron writes#Cassim (Twst oc)#twst magical girl au
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How do you think Law would react to his s/o being an ex-rockstar (a very famous one at that)?
(velvet and veneer's song in trolls 3, specifically, mount rageous, as the song)
Maybe it’s because I mainly listen to classic rock but that made me think that the s/o would have to be at least 50 years old omg 😭 BUT….. this is definitely not the case lol.
Because he’s only 26 I’m gonna go with the s/o being more of a like, released one song that went crazy among pirates, but they gave up the rockstar career to be a pirate. If that makes sense lol. But I think he’d be into it. Absolutely not for the “fame” of it or anything. He’d find it cool and interesting that his s/o could sing/play whatever instrument so well and love the “edgy” aspect that comes with rock, since he’s literally emo lol. I also see him as someone who’s really into rock/metal so I think he’d also be shocked that he never realized his s/o is the same person who made that song. Yknow??
I also don’t see him as the type to “ask for a performance”, at least to his s/o…. Bc., we all saw how he reacted to Stealth Black 💀 BUT even with that I still don’t think he’d be like “give me a private performance wink wink” because it 1000% comes off as rude. But…. If they did perform for him/the crew, he wouldn’t be mad!
Also I 100000% think Law would like to have an s/o who’s into rock/metal he’d be so so into it omg.
and then last note… I was already “too old” when the first trolls movie came out, so I unfortunately have no idea what that is, even tho I saw bits of the second movie when babysitting lol (I liked the Barracuda part) 😭 I’m sorry
#barracuda by heart goes so crazy tho#also this absolutely does not help with my current fixation bc it definitely totally has nothing to do with a certain metal band……. no way.#but I’m still currently too like scared/nervous abt the new thing so I can’t tell you guys what it is#law thoughts#law#ask things lol#❥law
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Oh oh! Can we get some hedcanons about cherry adopting a girl who is around miya's age. Like how close would they be and how would others feel about her being his daughter now. Bonus points if uncel Joe and little missy mess with daddy blossom
Xoxo love your work so far, keep it up💙
➯ A/N: This was such an amazing request, I had so much fun writing it! Hope you enjoy :)
Also, i started watching Your Lie in April today, and its AMAZING! So much more than what I was expecting
➯ With a daughter
➯ Characters: Kaoru Sakurayashiki with a young daughter. Reki, Langa and co. are mentioned throughout!
➯ Warnings: none:)
Having a child had never crossed Kaoru’s mind before, but when Joe had teased him about how “you treat Carla better than you would a child!”, the idea kind of stuck with him. And so, he’d spent countless nights awake, wondering to himself if it was something he truly wanted?
He’d pass parks, seeing parents with spewing babies and toddlers throwing tantrums, wondering if he could actually put up with that? But as he passed the shops, he came across a mother and her daughter, who looked around 12. He watched them pass, a grin on the child’s face as she looked into her shopping bag, examining her haul for that day. And so it was settled
He wanted a baby girl he could spoil absolutely rotten
And the search for a child carried on, and this time instead of baby shops and websites, he was browsing the shelves of Claires and other tween clothing stores. It had only occurred to him over a bottle of wine with Joe, as they were discussing if Kaoru was truly ready for something like this. Instead of a crying baby or a messy toddler, he could simply adopt someone a bit older!
It made sense too. For a single parent, an older child seemed much more doable. Of course, he wouldn’t be alone. Joe was always telling him how he’d help out, yknow, if he actually went through with the damn thing.
Not to mention, the older you get, the more difficult it is to get adopted. Babies and young children will get adopted left right and centre, whereas the child he will take home will have been there for a while. Finally, they will have a place to call a home
He spent months trying to get the approval for adoption, and one fateful day he finally got the letter that yes he could go ahead and take one home. He was ecstatic, spending the next few days finding out the location of every orphanage around his area of Japan. He messaged every single one, asking when their next visiting day was
And so it was set: Kaoru would not rest until he had found his perfect little girl
He went through orphanage after orphanage, searching for someone he could call his own. However, none of the children were lighting that paternal flame inside him. It wasn’t their fault of course, they just didn’t click with him, staring at him any time he tried to talk to them. Visit after visit, he’d go to Joe’s, ready to tell him about his recent fail.
It wasn’t until Joe came up to him with a phone number, asking if he’d been to this particular orphanage yet. Apparently they had a few children aged 12 and up, and were available for visit that Saturday. And so there he was, packing a bag and getting ready to travel to the house. This time felt different, somehow. He could feel his palms sweat, as if he could sense he would take one of them home
When he finally made it to the house, he was a nervous wreck. The lady of the house let him in with a smile, telling him the children were in the backyard playing while she bounced a baby on her hip. Cherry winced as the baby gurgled at him, glad he opted for an older child
She led him outside, gesturing at the children who were sprinting around in the vast field, hiding behind trees and bushes. It was clear they were playing a game of hide and seek. He smiled as he scanned over them, but it quickly disappeared when he noticed one little girl sitting on the step, head in her lap while her shoulders gently shook with tears
He walked over to her, bending down with a soft smile. He didn’t know where this sudden calmness came from, but that was his last priority right now. A little gash sat on the girls knee, caked with blood as it trickled down her shin. He frowned, pulling out a tissue to gently wipe it. She jumped, wincing with shock from the fresh wave of pain, and surprise. Kaoru gently wiped at her knee once more before looking up at her to attempt a conversation
“Hello, is your knee alright?” She shook her head frantically, wiping a tear away from her face. A small breathy laugh escaped him as he watched the child stand, gesturing to her leg
“Nope, not at all. I think its broken, if you ask me. All cause of that stupid thing!” She threw her arm out, gesturing to a pink board Kaoru hadn’t noticed before. A skateboard.
That’s when Kaoru realised it: I want this one
Suddenly he felt a new sense of importance, like he had to make a good impression. He walked over to the board, tutting as he looked down at it. “This is what hurt you?” He looked at it with disdain as the little girl nodded her head violently. Kaoru could see how she hurt herself, the thing was massive, especially for someone her age. It looked around the size of a board he would use.
Grinning, he picked up the board. “Well, want to see something cool?” She watched in wonder as kaoru stood on it, pushing off and turning quickly, popping an ollie over a stray toy. The little girl jumped, throwing her arms up as she cheered Kaoru on. He finished with a flourish, coming back to stand beside her. “What did you think?” She was speechless, simply moving her hands, saying scattered “wows” and making various sound effects. Kaoru smiled, certain that he could teach her more.
When he realized visiting time was coming to a close, he proposed the idea to the girl, who’s name he had come to know was Lily: he’d come back next week, and he’d bring his board. He even promised to find her a smaller boar perfect for her to learn on, saying he knew a friend who could make her one. From there he would teach her the basics of skateboarding, even a couple of tricks once she got that down. She was delighted, bouncing up and down and declaring she couldn’t wait, all the energy of someone much younger than her. Kaoru found he couldn’t stop smiling himself either
He made his way back through the house, Lily skipping alongside him. He explained the plan to the Lady, that he would come back next week for another visit. Just as he was about to leave, he turned to the lady to request one final thing from her
“Make sure no one snatches her up from me while I’m gone, yeah?”
Needless to say a bottle of wine was opened at Joe’s that night in celebration of Lily, the potential daughter
And so the weeks turned into months, and Kaoru returned each week with his board and some sweets for her and the other children, teaching her everything she needed to know about skateboarding. After a month or so she could confidently ollie without bailing, and next time he visited she displayed it with delight, watching Kaoru’s face light up with pride.
She had taken a real liking to Kaoru, according to the Lady. She refused to pay any other visitors any notice, declaring they “simply weren’t Kaoru.” This is what finally made him realise that maybe it was time to ask if she’d like to live with him from now on, where she could practice with him every day.
When he asked her, Kaoru could’ve sworn he actually saw stars in her eyes. She simply lit up, throwing herself at Kaoru, tears streaming down her face as she shouted yes, of course she would. she wasn’t the only one crying, Kaoru could barely see from the tears in his own eyes, the lady dabbing at hers with a tissue
Once the paperwork was complete and Lily was his, he felt a weight had been taken off his shoulders. He had packed her a new change of clothes the day he went to collect her, bringing Joe along with him for emotional support. Lily came flying at him the second he got out of his car, wrinkling her nose at Joe
“You never told me you had a boyfriend, Kaoru” she stuck her tongue out at him from over his shoulder while they both tried to convince her that no, they weren’t a couple, before she ran upstairs to get changed. Joe turned to Kaoru, an almost offended look on his face
“Why were you so adamant that we weren’t together??” “I dont need her worrying she’s going home to a Gorrila” “HEY”
Once they all got home, they threw a little party at Joe’s who had closed a little early specially for it. Kaoru didn’t let her out of his sight, making sure she wasn’t uncomfortable with all the new people. Of course, it was only Joe, Shadow, Reki, Langa and Miya, all of whom she would meet eventually, but he still worried in case she got overwhelmed.
She made quick friends with Reki, who was ecstatic from the moment he realised she could skate. The two bonded over it, talking about tricks they’d learned, Reki shouting over at Kaoru because why hadn’t he taught him anything??
Miya was a bit standoffish at first, but when she saw the switch in his hand, the two were instantly bonding over who had better villagers in Animal Crossing, and who had passed more levels in Mario with three stars
As the months went on, Lily really settled into her new life in Okinawa, starting at school in Miyas class. The two were joined at the hip, Miya often coming home to Kaoru’s so they could practice together, or simply study and watch some movies. Reki constantly teased the shit out of the two, talking about how he heard “wedding bells”. This comment earned him a swift whack into the skull from Kaoru, warning him not to tease his little girl
Soon enough Kaoru was making her own skateboard with built-in Carla, who helped her skating improve insanely. As Kaoru said, she was definitely a chip off the old block. Langa and Reki would take her to the skate park with them, helping her land new tricks and would take videos of her to send to Kaoru
Shadow was like a chill uncle to her, bringing her flowers for her room and taking her out to get some clothes and ice cream. Joe was like an uncle too, but a much more untrustworthy one. Would he take her to the park, or would he take her to parts of downtown she definitely shouldn’t have been? Who knows, certainly not Kaoru...
Poor Kaoru can never get a minutes peace. Every second of the day she’s plotting something, waiting for him to let his guard down so she can pounce, scaring the shit out of him. When the others are around its 10x worse, all of them ganging up on him to pull pranks
As well as skateboarding, Kaoru tried to teach her how to do calligraphy. She ended up being awful, blotting the ink and smearing it with her hand. But hey, it was a fun art project that made it onto the fridge
At S, she was watched like a hawk. When Kaoru was competing,the others would be like her bodyguard, making sure no one got within 5 feet of her. She’d watch her dad with wonder, the look of awe never leaving her face since the first day she saw him skate. She can’t wait for the day she can compete, maybe even beating her own dad
The first time Lily called Kaoru “dad” was when he won a race, showing off some amazing skills and winning the insanely close match by a hair. He picked up his board, looking around for Lily. He saw her in the crowd, throwing her arms up and cheering “THATS MY DAD!! LOOK, RIGHT THERE, THATS MY DAD!” When she spotted him, a large grin spread across her face. “Nice job out there dad! You did amazing!! D’you think I can do that one day?”
Everyone was staring at her, she hadn’t even realised she had said anything out of the ordinary. Soon enough Kaoru was lunging at her, picking her up in a hug so she didn’t see the tears quickly forming on his face. With a smile he pulled away, his voice dripping with pride
“Of course you could. You’re my daughter, aren’t you?”
#sk∞#sk8 langa#sk8 reki#langa hasegawa#reki kyan#sk8 the infinity#kaoru sakurayashiki headcanons#sk8 kaoru#Kaoru Sakurayashiki#sk8 cherry blossom#cherry blossom#cherry blossom headcanons#kojiro nanjo#sk8 joe#miya chinen#sk8 Miya#sk8 fic#sk8 headcanons#sk8 the infinity headcanons#sk8 the infinity x reader
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Prompt - villain Hange. Marleyan or from Paradis. Hange is against the survey corps. Levihan fight each other and have an enemies to lovers type of relationship
this was a def a challenging prompt, anon! hope you like it!
A tall, messy haired titan shifters with glasses. Levi had encountered her just two times before.
The first time had been the day the Scouts had chased after the traitors—Reiner Braun and Bertholdt Hoover, who had captured Eren and Ymir. The day Eren yelled and the abnormal titans began to attack Reiner and Bertholdt. The day Erwin lost his arm.
At the end of all the chaos and everyone began riding horses in retreat, Levi stayed behind to make sure everyone had escaped safely. He watched as the armored titan, Bertholdt, and Ymir trying to fight off the abnormal titans who suddenly began attacking them after Eren commanded them to. Levi almost... felt bad for them, conflicted feelings bubbling up inside as they were once considered his comrades.
However, as Levi turned around, he saw another titan—one he had never seen before. The titan took the form of a wolf, oddly majestic for such a monster, it’s shaggy brown fur lighting up with a subtle sheen of gold from the setting sun. It ran towards them, and Levi took his chance to capture its shifter. He launched himself out towards it, at the advantage as it didn’t see him coming. He fought with it, and the wolf titan put up a good fight, until Levi finally cut at the nape.
Messy brown hair tied up in a ponytail, she looked at him, desperation showing in her brown eyes surrounded by titan marks. Levi was almost dumbstruck as he looked at her—beauty catching him quite off guard. They locked eyes for a moment, and time seemed to stand still as they stared at each other for the very first time. Before Levi knew it, the moment had ended, and the shifter had brought her hand up to her mouth, electrifying light shining, the explosion of her turning back into a titan blasting Levi far out of the way. He could only watch as the wolf jumped bravely into the mess of titans, pulling out Reiner, Bertholdt, and Ymir out safely by its mouth. It ran away, but for a brief moment, Levi watched it turn its head around as it sped off, taking one more look at him.
He wouldn’t hesitate next time, he thought. It was invaluable to the Scouts to catch a titan shifter who might talk to them.
The second time he encountered her was during their attack on Marley, many years after the first time they crossed paths. This time, their fight was much more fleshed out.
Levi encountered her alone, as her wolf titan form ran around, seemingly trying to defend both the jaw and cart titans, who both seemed to be severely injured, maybe even on the brink of death. Levi came in quick like lightning, aiming for its nape. As he sped down, somehow, she matched his inhuman speed, wiping him away with a swipe of her tail. Levi caught himself by his feet on a nearby building, launching himself back at her. Back and forth they exchanged blows, both of them so skilled at their movements that it almost felt like a choreographed dance, each of their hearts feeling like they stopped beating as they held their breaths, unsure as to who would make it out of there alive. Levi was impressed, and it made him that much more determined to capture her. Levi came back at her, sure he'd aimed himself right towards the nape, but was shocked as he stared at her human form, throwing him off. A smart move--she had emerged from the nape herself this time to surprise him. He was moving so fast that he couldn't change trajectory, and he didn't want to risk killing her since it'd be the smart move to capture her and bring her back to Paradis. He faltered, holding his blades back, but was met with a strong punch to the face. Levi felt the blood rush to his face on impact, and he fell to the ground.
The blow was quite strong, and Levi saw stars as he watched her jump upon the lifeless titan bodies, grabbing Pieck and Porco from the napes of their titans.
He was out of commission, laying on the ground trying to catch his breath and calm his spinning mind, and once again, he watched the shifter run away with the two, Porco on her back, Pieck in her arms. He watched her turn and look at him again, this time, seeing what might have been sadness in her eyes, but also a strange sparkle of curiosity as she stared back at him. The moment ended as she turned around and continued to run to safety.
And now, this was the third time he encountered her. Levi lay in the grass, his wounds from the explosion with Zeke oozing blood all over his face. He was falling in and out of consciousness as he stared Floch in the face, who held him at gunpoint. Levi thought this might be his end, but suddenly, he saw a flash of yellow light, and then, all the Yeagerists were gone. He felt himself being carried quickly into the forest. He couldn't make out who had saved him, but whoever it was felt warm, and he oddly felt very safe as his vision gradually went black.
Levi woke up, a dull pain all over his body. He felt bandages on all of his extremities, and what felt like stitches across his face. He turned to see who was sitting next to him, the person who had saved him from what seemed like his inevitable death. His vision blurred until it finally focused on a weirdly familiar figure. It was...
"Hi, Levi. You're finally awake! You had me pretty worried."
Levi's breath hitched in shock--he felt his heart raced as conflicting feelings rose from his chest, knowing she was his enemy, yet, for whatever reason, she had been in the right place at the right time, and saved him. Levi tried to sit up, but quickly felt dizzy, and felt her hand on his chest, urging him to lay back down.
"Easy, shorty!"
What?
SHORTY?
"...What the hell did you just call me?"
"Shorty! Yknow, cause you're short!"
Levi felt a twinge of annoyance shoot across his brain.
"What the--I'll... I'll kill you right now!"
"Oh no, the little Shorty is gonna kill me, I better run, huh?" she teased, followed by a huge laugh.
Levi was thrown for a loop, a mix of emotions swirling around inside him from annoyance, to anger, to strangely enough, comfort. Despite being pretty annoying, her presence was warm. It put him at ease--at least in a way that no enemy had ever before. He watched her smile at him as he lay.
Coming to think of it--in all the times he encountered her before, she had never attacked him directly. Only in defense of her comrades. Every time, she was there to save people, and ran away. He found that to be quite strange considering this wasn't the case with any other Marleyan he had encountered so far. And this time... she had saved him. An enemy.
"Why?"
"Why, what, Shorty?"
"Okay, stop calling me that... four-eyes."
"Oooh a nickname for me now?" She asked excitedly.
God.
"Why are you here? Why did you..."
"Save your butt?" she said matter-of-factly with a big grin at the end.
Despite his annoyance at that, Levi nodded his head in agreement.
"Well... you seem like a good person, Levi Ackerman. Despite all the rants I've heard from Zeke. He thought you were dangerous, and I mean, rightly so based on what you've done to him. But! I knew you had a good heart. And I think you proved it a little more to me over the past few days."
She laid a fist on his chest, right over his heart.
"You were in and out of a fever for a few days and I'm not sure if you remembered but, we did talk a lot."
Levi was surprised, and wondered what they might have talked about--he truly didn't remember any of that. She could have been lying... but her eyes looked pretty genuine. Whatever he said clearly allowed her to feel like she could trust him.
Levi had a million questions, but his mind was interrupted as she crawled towards him.
"Looks like you can probably handle yourself from here. I left some medicine in that bag over there, and there's some food and water I have stashed for you in it as well."
Suddenly, he felt her face achingly close to his. And he felt, a small kiss on his forehead. And for whatever reason, he felt calmness fall over him. She stood up, and began to walk away.
"Wait--" Levi felt himself say, surprised at the amount of longing and desperation in his voice.
She stopped without turning around.
"My name's Hange. Hange Zoe." she said, as though she read his mind.
"Hange..." Levi said, feeling warm as her name rolled off his tongue—as if it was the name of an old friend.
"Maybe in another life, we could have been friends, Levi."
She turned, and felt a surprising amount of emotion build up inside her as she locked eyes with him. He looked sad to see her leave.
"Or maybe well... if both of us survive all of this..."
"I'll find you, Hange."
She stared back at him, her mouth slightly agape in surprise. After a moment, she felt her lips curl into a smile, unconsciously.
"Okay, Levi. I'll hold you to that promise. And if that day comes... I'll tell you everything you said to me in your little feverish state," she whispered with a grin.
And with that, she turned, disappearing into the forest, leaving Levi staring at her long after she was out of sight.
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Smut HCs for Shiggy, Dabi, and Hawks
*smut but also just general sex stuff, fluff cause i have no control*
Shigaraki:
he has a filthy fucking mouth oh my god
i feel like he doesn’t have too much experience, but i wouldn't say he has none
at first he is pretty vanilla cause, yknow, not too much experience
after that tho and once he gets more and more comfortable, kinks start coming up
some of his fav kinks include: being called daddy or master, choking, bondage, public sex (but like only kinda public), and spanking
switch, and in the beginning when diving into kinks, let you lead for a while before he got the hang of it
he will fuck you anywhere and everywhere in the base, on every surface
please let him spank you, he will fuck your brains out later
he doesn’t really understand the need for aftercare at first, but if you explain it to him, he will do it lol he’s just used to quick fucks before disappearing so the heroes don’t catch him
his favorite time to fuck is after the both of you get pretty fucking stoned, and during those sessions, your shit’s gonna get rearranged ok? be prepared to not walk right for the next few days
c’mon....he will 1000000% cum inside of you
aftercare on those days is amazing though, cause lets be honest, he doesn’t wanna lose you,,, expect a bath, some painkillers just in case, and massages with lots of cuddles afterwards
safeword: Red
you had to use the safeword one time because you were so overwhelmed and pleasure was turning to pain; shiggy stopped immediately and just froze, not wanting to shock you by yanking himself out of you on top of everything.
aftercare that day was longer than usual and filled with nothing but soft, sweet whispers and kisses (poor shiggy felt so bad, he wouldnt even indulge in that kink for a few weeks cause he got nervous to hurt you again)
Dabi:
very experienced with sex, not relationships
hes had quite a few one night stands, so he isnt lost on what to do
temperature play, bondage, daddy/matser kink, breeding kink, spanking, degradation, enjoys some roleplays sometimes
a dom, sometimes lets you dom
actually knows how to and does aftercare, and hes really good at it too
especially on days where temperature play was used, he will be sure to have an ice pack ready and all
doesnt often fuck you anywhere else besides your shared room or the bathroom, but if its nearly empty at base, first place he wants to is at the bar, bent over it, while he ravages you in every way possible
filthy mouth, this man will get you soaking wet just from his words jfc
safeword: Danger
one time you used it when the degrading was getting to you a little; as dabi promised he stopped everything immediately and very slowly and carefully moved you both into a more comfortable position. when you explained it was the degrading, he toned it back to VERY LIGHT DEGRADING the next time yall wanna indulge in that.
aftercare that day was full of positive praise and a bath where he sat in with you, giving you gentle massages while you both just came down from the emotional high
Hawks:
a switch
not really experienced, he was with the hero commission so yknow
a fast learner tho
breeding kink, daddy kink, spanking, pegging, light choking, collar and leash
amazing aftercare, even when it was just more vanilla sex. every session ends with a massage and cuddles (plus whatever he feels like he wants/needs to do for whatever kinks were explored that day)
he has fucked you in a closet cause you both really wanted each other during some pro hero event lmao
he had to put his hand over your mouth at one point cause you couldn’t keep the noises down
has fucked you in ever room at his house and yours lmao
i feel like he has ruts and during those times, you will be so fucked out its insane
hes very good at dirty talk and will drive you crazy with taunts and promises of you not walking for at least a week before walking away to do whatever it is he was doing with a smug smirk on his face (lil shit)
tease him back please, make him flustered and let him suffer with his boner
safeword: ketchup
used it once because you went too deep into subspace. he stopped and was gonna ask whats wrong, but you were already kinda crying so he brought you into a sitting position on his lap, encasing you with his arms and wings. he could kinda tell it was subspace, so he gently talked to you to bring you back down. after that, bath time and cuddles while watching whatever show or movie you want
#boku no hero academia#bnha#my hero academia#mha#shigaraki tomura#tomura shigaraki#shigaraki tomura x reader#dabi#dabi x reader#mha dabi#bnha dabi#bnha shigaraki#mha shigaraki#hawks#mha hawks#bnha hawks#hawks x reader#keigo takami x reader#takami keigo#keigo takami#bnha x reader#bnha smut
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general thoughts at some sects of the bnha fandom, delving into twice vs hawks and how it ties into the general themes of the story as it should be/would actually be interesting, that got validated the FUCK out of by chapter 287 yeah yeahhhh anyways.
I literally cannot emphasize enough that it doesn’t really matter that Twice’s survival might have caused more damage, because he could have doubled Machia or Shigaraki or some shit. Damage has already been done! Who cares if the damage COULD have been worse when the damage has happened! “It could have been worse” won’t help the existing victims!
That’s one of the conceits behind the inherent tension of the hero system and the frustrations of the villains - that heroes are supposed to save the day, make everything okay, but ultimately they CAN’T. Not even all might, who’s admitted that he can’t save everyone even if that’s what his persona revolves around! And even the best ‘moral’ decisions and actions and sacrifices on the the heroes’ part have consequences anyways! The idea that heroes make everything safe and all their actions are right is ultimately a front meant to reassure the acceptable portions of society, the “greater good”, while accidentally stoking the resentment of those who don’t make the cut for that greater good.
Acting in the greater good, for the sake of the collective, for the sake of an arbitrary “all”, still results in victims, and part of the narrative has shown us that those victims are going to be hurt and angry, they’ll lash out, they’ll reject the system that was meant to protect them. The heroes can be good people, the best people, and make the best decisions possible based off whatever situation, and can still enable further pain.
Hell, this can even take us into larger ideas! For example, should heroism exist only as especially fancy law enforcement, or does it need to subscribe to certain actions & ideals despite risks to the community? Or we can go into the ideology underpinning the concepts of “one for all” and “all for one” and how they are lopsided and imperfect when separate, with what individuals owe to the community (one for all) and what the community owes to the individual (all for one), and conversely not just what is owed but what is deserved/needed between the community and individuals, and I promise one day I’m going to write something proper on this.
This is why the students are in shock when they fail to detain Gigantomachia. Despite their planning and determination, despite the efforts of their mentors, they still failed. At this point, all they really accomplished was pushing Machia into some sort of super-mode. They made the best decisions they could, and the worst case scenario happened anyways.
This is why Shigaraki accuses the heroes of only pretending to be society’s guardians, of turning a blind eye to the people who have not been protected despite that being the stated purpose of heroes. You fail to protect enough individuals, and they’ll expose the weaknesses of your societal structure and undercut its success.
This is why Toga asks, “Where do [heroes] draw the line?” It’s why she wonders why Twice, why she, don’t count as people worth saving despite having originated from circumstances that they certainly needed saving from. If the heroes need to make the best decision for the best interested of society, then they have to draw a line between what they’re saving and what’s acceptable collateral. This is probably the most thoughtful and vulnerable that we’ve seen Toga - that’s enough of an indication that the readers are supposed to take her words seriously.
Heroes are concerned with protecting the greater good at the cost of individuals, intended or not, while villains act for the sake of individuals at the cost of the greater good/society, because why act for something that you were never a part of anyways.
Stopping the villains from destroying everyone and causing further pain is obviously necessary, duh, this doesn’t have to be a “let’s hold hands and sing kumbaya” situation. But it’s increasingly obvious that acting from the position of law enforcement, or only making decisions that benefit the greater good, is not the real solution that the narrative is rooting for. Not so long as it fails to recognize and address the needs of the victims that still come of it.
Also c’mon, saying that Hawks is completely justified in killing Twice and that it was the best decision and that the morality of that action doesn’t deserve further analysis or layers or nuance, and that Deku HAS to kill Shigaraki or whatever in order to save the day because Shigaraki is too far gone, that’s just boring and lazy storytelling from people who take “Batman should just kill the Joker” as the entirely of the discussion of whether the superhero genre needs to justify more murder. I’m not saying that BNHA wouldn’t go there, although I do have more confidence that it won’t, but it would be so weak. C’mon. Let’s have some spice, this is a fucking cool and engaging take on the idea of saving villains that I don’t think I’ve seen from many other stories
(Slightly veering, you can say that Hawks did see Twice as a person - except he specified Twice as a “good person”. The idea of needing to be a good person to be worth saving is a fucking feisty one in the first place, which Twice himself had brought up earlier in the narrative, and the implication that Hawks wouldn’t extend the same offer to any of the other villains is part of why Twice rejects Hawks, so yknow. There’s some more sexy narrative discussion.)
#bnha#bnha 287#bnha spoilers#morality within fiction only matters when it's thematically coherent#and bnha might finally be on the way to discovering that coherency#bnha manga spoilers /
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Hi can I request an Albert x reader where the reader is an underclassman of Albert in the military back in the days (and has worked alongside with Moran too) *to make him bit of a jealous* Reader is now working for the moriarty brothers. And make Albert confess to her about his feelings.. Its a lot I know but can you please give it a try
for sure! it’s not too much, no worries!
✧ when he first met you he was kind of impressed that a woman was even in the military (yknow, sexism and all that)
✧ but you had made a name for yourself, and you were strong willed and a powerful presence, despite being beneath him
✧ moran knew of you as well, and he knew of albert’s big small crush on you
✧ when he saw you and albert talking to each other, he boldly interrupted you two, introducing himself with a smug smile and a wink
✧ albert is annoyed to say the least, but he can’t do anything as moran slings an arm around your shoulder, smirking at albert
✧ you and albert had stuck close together, him almost protecting you from the shitheads that were in the military
✧ if you weren’t with him, you were with moran
✧ cut to five years later, you were proclaimed as killed in action, same way as moran
✧ you knew at the time that he was also pronounced kia, so you fled and made your way back to england, cutting your hair shorter and sticking to low profile towns
✧ you weren’t sure what would happen if you were caught alive, so you chose to stay quiet
✧ albert and moran had assumed you were truly dead, and albert was more upset than he had let on, but refused to tell anyone
✧ only moran really knew how upset albert was
✧ now, cut to the dancers on the bridge episode
✧ you had been hanging out at a local bar, enjoying a glass of whiskey (moran had forced you to build up a tolerance) when in walked the colonel himself
✧ you choked on your drink, knowing damn well that he was also supposed to be dead
✧ when he hears the sound of you slamming your glass on the bar top, he’s stock still because you were supposed to be dead
✧ immediately runs over and pulls you into a massive hug, laughing in awe
✧ you’re still stunned that he’s alive, but you refuse to linger on that, wrapping your own arms around him
✧ “jesus christ you were supposed to be fucking dead woman!”
✧ “so were you dumbass!”
✧ instead of going up with the woman that night, he tugs you upstairs, letting you watch as he sets up his sniper and explains what’s going on
✧ you two and albert had talked about the shit show that is the english class system, so he had no qualms shooting at the teacher in front of you
✧ once he was disposed of, he tells you to wait here, bringing william and fred up to meet you
✧ they were well aware of who you were, albert had talked non-stop about you when he came home, and he always spoke fondly of you after he had found out you were kia
✧ william was delighted to meet someone else who shared their values, welcoming you to the team with open arms
✧ fred was a bit shy about you, intimidated by the fact that you were a military women who also dressed the part (imagine like moran’s outfit but with no jacket or suspenders, and lace up shorter boots instead)
✧ the boys let you and moran catch up, knowing you two had missed each other
✧ while moran had teasingly flirted with you when you two first met, he became your best friend after a while
✧ the next morning, he tells you he’s going to take you to see albert
✧ you had never wanted to admit that you had a crush on your superior during your time in the army, but moran was well aware when he saw the slight flush across your cheeks
✧ you’re nervous though, fiddling with your fingers the entire walk to the hotel he had been staying in
✧ when you two finally got there, moran let you go up to his room alone, knowing you wanted to be with him for a bit first
✧ after knocking on his door, it takes him a few seconds before opening it, jaw dropping at the sight of you in front of him
✧ “holy shit what the fuck”
✧ you swear that’s the first time you’ve ever heard the resident gentleman curse
✧ you tentatively wrap your arms around his waist, hoping he wouldn’t push you away
✧ as soon as he feels you against him, will yank you into the room and hug you tightly, burying his face in your hair and his arms enveloping you
✧ will not say a word for a whole minute, simply trying to absorb the fact that you’re actually alive and here
✧ “general moriarty, what a pleasure to see you again”
✧ you can’t hold in your giggles, and he laughs along with you, pulling back to take a good look at you
✧ once he’s satisfied with the results, he insists that you two can talk more at the manor instead of in the dingy room he had been staying in
✧ will spend the entire day with, spending more time explaining what him, his brothers, and the others are doing
✧ you gladly agree to help, and every single one of albert’s old feelings come rushing back
✧ the next few weeks, he tries to not let his feelings for you interfere with their work, hoping that the trip on the noahtic would be enough for him to distract himself
✧ in those few weeks, your feelings for albert had also resurfaced, growing stronger
✧ you had opted to not say anything, not wanting to ruin the dynamic of the team
✧ for the noahtic, william decides to have you dress as a noble, keeping you close to albert in case you needed to be used as a ‘distraction’
✧ albert was not pleased with that idea, but didn’t say anything
✧ things were going fine, you two were walking below decks to the ship’s restaurant, until a very drunk nobleman stumbled into you, groping you in the process
✧ in your shock, you freeze until you feel someone yank you back and the nobleman is on the ground, groaning and holding his face
✧ albert is holding you tightly to him, heaving in anger as his fist clenches before dragging you to the top deck so you can get fresh air
✧ as soon as you two are outside and alone, he looks all over to see if the noble hurt you in anyway, his words jumbling together so you can barely understand him
✧ “did he hurt you? where’d he touch you? i’m going to fucking kill him,”
✧ “albert, i’m okay! look at me, you’ve gotta calm down ok?”
✧ “no he fucking touched you thats no-”
✧ he’s cut off when he feels your lips on his, and the only thought that runs through his mind is how soft they feel on his
✧ you pull back before he has time to react, but he doesn’t let you speak as he pulls you back, grabbing at you desparately
✧ his hands threads through your hair, tugging lightly and pressing your mouth more into his, his tongue sliding across your own as your knees go weak from the contact
✧ his other arm wraps around you for support, and when he pulls away both of you are panting and blushing bright red
✧ neither of you say anything at first, only staring into each others eyes
✧ you had always loved how bright they were, how beautifully green they were, how they managed to make your heart beat faster every time you looked at them
✧ you’re too scared to break the silence, but you decide to do it anyways
✧ “can we kiss again?”
✧ you’re surprised at your words, not at all expecting those to fall out of your mouth
✧ he laughs thought, gently letting you rest your head on his chest
✧ “after i properly take you to dinner and ask you to be my girlfriend, we can kiss as much as you want,”
✧ both of you are grinning widely, the weight of his words sinking deep into your bones as he waits for your response
✧ “i’d really like that,”
✧ “me too.”
#yuukoku no moriarty#yuukoku no moriarty x reader#moriarty the patriot#moriarty the patriot x reader#albert james moriarty#bells responds
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OK that makes sense!! i was just confused yknow, since in chapter 7 everyone finds out he planned to murk frisk anyway. but in my personal headcanon i kinda think even if he didn’t promise toriel, he wouldn’t have k!lled frisk right off the bat. i kinda feel like he’s too lazy to do something like that especially with no evidence to prove frisk is a murderer (though in the comic he does say that papyrus and toriel changed his mind) thanks for answering!!
adding on to what i just said u might be like “but he literally told frisk they’d be dead where they stood” i kinda think he was just trying to fuck with frisk, especially if he wanted to ward them off from killing anybody in the current or future runs. i dunno
or maybe my concern isn’t that that wasnt sans’ plan but more... i dunno i think most of his friends would be a bit understanding considering his situation lmao
hm... well, i guess my feelings on the “you’d be dead where you stand” phrase is that... it’s an odd thing for sans to joke about. we know what his jokes and trolling are like--and a threat like that really doesn’t seem to be in the same vein. it also comes at a moment where he’s being fairly serious, so it’s not entirely out of the question that he meant it, even if he brushed it off afterward... it also doesn’t really make sense as a threat to keep you from killing everyone, as it comes pretty late in the game and seems... indirect. i dunno. it’s not an easy scene to for me to make sense of, and so i’m going with the headcanon i feel explains it best.
however, i definitely don’t think he really wanted to do it. he only does his ‘bad time’ schitck if it’s literally the worst outcome possible--and he leaves it to the last possible moment, holding out that you might change your ways before you reach that point of no return. But he couldn’t think of any other way to potentially prevent that outcome from being possible in the first place--it’s all too easy to get trapped in your own head, and I think perhaps that happened to him in this case.
And I don’t know that the other characters really understand Sans’ situation--at least not yet, it hasn’t had a chance to really sink in :”D it’s also not something they really expected from him--they only know what he chooses to tell or show them, and hearing he’d had a plan to kill the human they all care about comes as a shock, regardless of whether he had a sound reason for it or not. they certainly have a lot more to think about now, Sans’ plan included =u=;
so, that’s my thoughts on it for now -.-;;
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i know mc is specifically a political journalist, but what if she was covering a story like the blm on the side or a riot or smth, and happened to get arrested while on the job? any headcanons for how thom would react? i see him wanting to use his political influence to get her out but i feel like he might give away too much if he does that?? or would he not care at this point bc he just wants to make sure she's safe?
mc uses her prison phone call on either lafayette or dolley for the SOLE purpose of them getting her in touch w thom
because so many people were arrested, the cops arresting yet another journalist probably wouldn't make the news
so when she calls either dolley or laf she just has to hope that they know what she means when she says to "spread the word" that she's been arrested
when word reaches thomas about it, though, he damn near loses his mind because "they can't just hold her there indefinitely!!!!!"
however, because her invocation of habeas corpus is just met with a statement that she's suspected of "rioting" or some variation of theft or property destruction at the protests, they all realize that they can, in fact, hold her there indefinitely
because our criminal justice system is so wildly fucked up
being a certified Broke Bitch, our poor heroine cannot post bail, so she's there until either charges are dropped or she scrounges up enough money for bail
dolley and lafayette both come to visit her (regardless of who she calls w her one phone call, they each tell the other pretty quickly)
when they learn abt her situation, they're also freaking out
they both offer to pay her bail money, but considering that they're both public figures closely associated w the jefferson campaign, mc thinks it would look too sus
lafayette comes in the next day claiming to be her lawyer so he can talk to her alone (she j runs with it bc this might as well happen)
but really he just did it so he could have space to tell her that thomas was insisting on bankrolling her bail AND legal fees
his plan is to just fund it w/ offshore investments; if the $$ is coming from nevis, no one's gonna be able to track it back to him (haven't u heard thomas jefferson was implicated in the panama papers??)
she tells him fuck no u can't do that
because then she'd have evidence of him using offshore investments to evade taxes (and she'd publish that info w/o hesitation)
because of course he's guilty of tax evasion 🙄
she'd basically tell him to take his money out of the offshore accounts if he was gonna bankroll her anything; she refuses to let her bail fund b paid by dark money
meanwhile, alex and lafayette are about to throw down bc alex is pissed that lafayette is acting as mc's lawyer
"He doesn't even have a law degree! Why the hell would you trust him with this?"
and lafayette is ridiculously smug abt it, but he knows the only reason she's letting him act as her attorney is so he can act as an intermediary btwn her and thomas
(once she no longer needed to communicate w thom, lafayette would be losing his role there)
but anyway thomas quickly realizes she won't b letting him pay her bail fund (and that she's probably being more reasonable abt it than he is)
so, being the extra bitch he is, he literally funnels millions of dollars to washington dc bail funds (cool donation, mediocre motive)
however, despite him being lauded as a hero of the people and an Activist, mc's bail doesn't get paid
relative to the other people who are being held in the same jail as her, her bail is low-cost, and her charges aren't very serious, so bailing her out is low priority
so, being the extra bitch he is, thomas assembles a fucking legal team to take the arrest of reporters and journalists at the protests to the dc district courts as a first amendment violation
mc is fucking shocked when she finds out
she's even more shocked when she finds out alex forced his way onto thomas's legal team bc he decided he had a stake in the matter
he, of course, does not realize that thomas literally brought the case to the court for the sole purpose of freeing mc
and, yknow, protecting the bill of rights, of course
he wins his case, of course
it gets him ridiculously good press and his approval ratings jump significantly
he shows up at the holding cells at the county jail when the judge orders that all journalists and reporters are released partially to rub his win in the cops' faces
but also, by now, mc has been in a holding cell eating prison food for 8 days and thomas is absolutely worried sick
he hasn't seen her, spoken to her, or heard from her except by way of lafayette's interpretation of her words, and he has no clue how she's holding up
dolleys been doing her best to keep him updated
but, yknow, he has to personally see to it that the judge's orders are followed and the journalists are released
and mc is beyond overjoyed to see him
but she also thinks he was being extra as fuck, and he didn't need to do all this just to get her out
she thanks him for all his efforts in a very formal interaction when they're both at the county jail but she's clearly mildly amused that he went to all this trouble
and he just looks WORRIED AS SHIT. he wants to hug her and baby her and ask her if she's alright
instead, when she shakes his hand in a gesture of awkward gratitude, he subtly lets her know he'll be home all that evening
and then he's texting her all afternoon after she gets out
but she wants to stay home :( needs to be at her own place after all that time in a fucking holding cell
so she isn't shocked when thomas shows up for coffee at the diner around 10 pm
in fact, even tho she isn't working right then, she goes downstairs just on the hunch that he might show up
and when mc offers to let mira go, then, and leave closing up shop to mc, mira isn't shocked, either
by then, she's caught thomas sneaking out the back door of the building in the early morning one too many times for her to not suspect anything (even tho he always claims he was there for coffee, he swears)
mira just sighs and sends thomas upstairs w/ mc once the diner is all cleared out, and they're both like "shit shit fuck she knows oh my god"
but she doesn't push the conversation any further just then, so they figure it can wait until another day
and then, of course, thomas spends the night absolutely babying her
he insists on cooking for her since she didn't eat dinner (she claimed she didn't have an appetite, but he was fairly certain it was just the prison food making her feel sick)
she puts up a fight, but when the food is in front of her, it's a little too good to resist
and if they don't fuck when he spends the night, neither of them says anything about it. didn't this count as the "friends" part of "friends with benefits"?
and if it briefly occurs to them that friends aren't supposed to casually make out on their kitchen counters, they still don't say anything about it
and if mc spends the next couple nights sleeping better than she has in weeks because her bed smells like thomas, she doesn't say anything about it
#this got way too long and tangential#but thats ok#hzl talks#freedom of the press#hamilton x reader#hamilton#hamilton fanfic#hamilton fic#send me asks!
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Yknow how the Cloud-Prom thing is a thing? Yeah well I was thinking of it in reverse. Prompto reborn as Cloud.
FINALLY FOUND THIS ASK.
It’s been buried so long I thought I’d never find it again.
BUCKLE UP NEW AU RAMBLE TIME AND IT’S A LOONNNNGG ONE.
Also before we begin *yeets canon FF7 timeline because it MAKES NO SENSE*.
There.
...
-Prompto wakes up when he’s 4 and he falls into a stream tainted with a LOT of mako while fleeing from bullies.
-Well technically he wakes up two weeks after that little mishap because mako poisoning plus sudden memory reboot is an Ouch and took a while for his tiny body to acclimate too. His mom (he has an actual non-adoptive mom now, that’s weird) is so relieved he’s okay and Prompto feels ... really bad that now he doesn’t entirely feel like her kid.
-He IS her kid and he knows it, but he remembers a time when he wasn’t, when he was an escaped science project and a Prince’s friend and a Crownsguard who saw the world end and then pick itself back up afterward. It’s impossible to go back to being ... well ... who he was before he Remembered.
-His mother accepts his new personality changes and “quirks” and Prompto loves her all over again for it.
-Cloud Strife is now a strange mix of too old and mature for his age and a bubbly, cheerful sunshine child. The residents look down on him because he “has no father”, but Prompto has suffered worse than their petty scorn and refuses to let it bother him.
-The local bullies learn to leave him alone pretty fast too, because Cloud may be small, but he has all of Prompto’s memories to back up his techniques, and bullies dislike pain. His mother just scoffs at the angry parents who complain about twisted wrists and black eyes and says maybe if they controlled their own children, hers wouldn’t have to resort to violence to defend themselves. It makes them no friends in Nibelheim, but there are a few neighbors who don’t buy into the town’s cliquish nature and they keep trouble away from the Strife home.
-Cloud is 7 when his mother finally stops letting him just handle her unloaded rifle with constant supervision and actually teaches him to shoot it. It feels young to Prompto, but Prompto had grown up in the sheltered city of Insomnia. This is Nibelheim, and Nibelheim’s wildlife don’t care how young he is or that they aren’t “supposed” to enter the town when they are young and dumb and hungry. Nibelheim also doesn’t have much in the way of a grocery store, and if the table needs food, someone is going to have to go shoot it.
-This at least, is familiar. Even in a world where he is no longer Prompto, and he’s pretty sure the world has been taken over by an evil Niflheim empire knockoff pretending to be a power company, he’d long gotten used to having to defend a settlement from things with teeth and go hunting to provide food.
-But back to the Evil Empire Pretending to Be A Power Company that he’s pretty sure has taken over most of the world- yeah. That was a nasty shock to figure out when he was 6. It’s nothing overt ... sorta. Just- you know- the way the elders grumble over how they were always small, but they were never ABANDONED until the reactor came and everyone started to work there rather than learn the old trades. The ivory carving and fur-tanning, the jewelry made of bones and fangs and shed dragon scales and the parkas made from wolf fur and rabbit hide that were second to none in quality. It hadn’t been the most thriving trade perhaps, but it had been something. Now all there was was the reactor, and that ... sat wrong with Prompto. There was also the rampant propaganda that was always pro Shinra, the news that this power company had just started a war (???) using their super soldiers (??????) and honestly why no one saw anything wrong with that was a mystery to him.
-Cloud is honestly glad that he’s living in such a backwater town. The farther away he is from That Nonsense the better. At least until he’s old enough to be able to properly fight and wield dual pistols like he used to.
-His mother buys him his own pistol when he’s 10. He’s responsible enough for it, and Nibelheim doesn’t really care about things like age laws that city folk do. Every child here knows how to safely use a firearm of some kind out of sheer necessity, even if most of them are not allowed to have their own until they’re closer to 12 or 13. He still primarily uses the family hunting rifle, since hunting for supper with a pistol is stupid, but he carries the pistol everywhere he goes in case something decides to try to make a meal out of him. It’s a battered old revolver, but Prompto spent ten years keeping equipment functional with minimal supplies, and soon his little Quicksilver is as fast and reliable as any “new” model.
-His mother doesn’t ask how he already knew how to disassemble and clean the pistol. She never asks when he knows things he has no right to, and he’s glad for that.
-Cloud is 11 when the abandoned Shinra Mansion stops being abandoned and those instincts that kept Prompto alive through the Long Night start screaming. It could be something innocuous, but those military trucks pulling around to the back of the mansion don't look like they’re only carrying supplies, and he’s not the only townsperson who thought they heard pained sobbing and smelled burnt flesh from inside some of those vehicles. Cloud thinks about keeping his nose out of it, he’s physically only a child after all, but the rest of him knows that if something goes wrong with ... whatever this is, then his entire town could be at risk of “disappearing” if Shinra is as bad as he thinks they are.
-The townsfolk aren’t supposed to go in there, too many monsters and it being private Shinra property after all, but the kids like their dares and their scary stories, and all of them know the secret ways to get inside and out again that bigger monsters can’t fit through and adults don’t notice. Cloud creeps around cautiously, pistol loaded just in case, and he can’t get INSIDE the actual building without being spotted, but he sees enough.
-This mansion isn’t a mansion. It’s a LAB. Those trucks were carrying lab equipment and supplies.
-And human victims.
-Cloud rushes home and throws up in the back yard and all he can think about is how two weeks ago the news mentioned a “radar malfunction” or something that led to an entire town being bombed out of existence and oh wouldn’t that explain the smell of burned skin?
-Cloud tries to stay out of it, but he CAN’T. He can’t in good conscience, so he keeps sneaking around, avoiding the guards and wondering what, exactly, to DO.
-He finds the ... disposal area and Regrets™, but every time he sees someone being thrown down there, he creeps over to check for a pulse. Just in case. Just in case.
-He’s thinking of stopping for his own sanity, because all of this is bringing up every trauma and nightmare he tried to forget from Prompto’s life, when he-
-Finds a little girl. Bloody and injured, with something imbedded in one frail hand that looks like shards of materia, and he expects her to be dead like all the others except she’s not and Prompto breathlessly carries her away on his back to hide in one of the tiny mountain caves he’s turned into a hideout over the years. He keeps a lot of stuff in there that his mother would never allow if she knew, things like a restore materia he won off a drifter in poker (and oh the man’s face at being outmatched by a 6 year old), and a surgical kit he ... found out in the wilds (it wasn’t like the man would need it anymore, the wolves had seen to that).
-He uses the restore materia five times before he’s sure the girl is as stable as she’s going to get on such short notice, then he stuffs a rag in her mouth and ties down her arm, because he may not know a lot about this world, but he knows shards of materia in her hand CAN’T be good for her health, long term or short. Materia absorbs magic from people on skin contact, so even in shards, there’s a high chance it will absorb her magic until there’s none left and then start going after her life force.
-Two hours later, he uses one last restore to seal shut the hand he just extracted the last bits of materia out of, throws the materia shards into the nearby mako spring that has been providing his light out of sheer spite to whoever imbedded the things in the first place, then passes out because he’s an 11 year old who just used six restore spells and performed field surgery on someone’s hand using his own tools and the bottle of alcohol he smuggled up here a long time ago as disinfectant.
-He wakes up a long time later, and by the time he gets back down the mountain to find his mom, the town is looking for him. He tells no one what really happened, but he needs SOME cover story because he’s kinda covered in blood from that whole- rescued a child out of a death pit and then did surgery on her hand thing. He makes up a story of a hunt gone wrong and hiding in a small cave until the wolf pack left and is grateful no one asks to see if his pistol is out of ammo or not. They just buy his story and move on to talking about hunting down this supposed wolf pack.
-When his mother takes him home, he tells her the truth. It’s the first time she’s doubted him since he was 4 years old. Shinra has already left again as suddenly as they’d come so it’s safe to take the bigger of the hidden entrances into the mansion grounds. He shows her how to get in, and while the death pit is a pile of smoking ash now, the signs (the bones) are still there and she is horrified. She is more horrified when he lets her into his secret cave and shows her the little girl, huddled up in his secret hideout’s fur blankets, still unconscious and deathly pale but at least not actively dying anymore.
-She agrees that this must remain a secret, for when Shinra eventually came back.
-They keep her hidden up there for three months with only a handful of other people in the know (all folk who Claudia has trusted with her life before and who she knows won’t go blab to the mayor). They feed her and care for her and discover she’s lost all her memories. They know about Kalm, it’s not hard to guess that her parents are likely dead and burned by now.
-Claudia names her Storm and says she will take care of Storm now, and Cloud hugs the stunned girl close and whispers that he’s always wanted a little sister.
-Six months after Kalm’s burning and Shinra Mansion’s return to empty haunted building status, Claudia lets the rumors spread that her cousin has died and left a child to be sent to Nibelheim to live with her. Since Claudia has always been closed mouthed about her family, this rumor is believed wholesale, and when one of those other folk in the know sneaks Storm down to the next town over a few hours before Claudia arrives in her battered old truck to “pick her up”, their alibi is as complete as it’s gonna get.
-They estimate that Storm is 9 years to Cloud’s 11, and she takes to being his cousin/sibling with a desperate sort of fervor. Cloud throws himself into being an older brother with equal devotion, even as he trains harder with his guns and survival skills and passes them on to Storm too.
-Cloud is 14 and maybe going a little stir crazy in his small town life (he’s grateful to be away from most of Shinra’s nonsense, but it does get REALLY BORING out here, especially with everyone his age leaving to go work for the Evil Empire In Disguise) when Storm tentatively asks what happened to her in the mansion. Cloud doesn’t know. But he’s got two pistols now and he’s not afraid of the local monsters, so he kisses her forehead and treks off to the mansion to find out.
-He fights his way into the mansion and finds all the creepy science papers and learns ... a lot.
-Apparently Evil Empire was playing god with things they knew little about, surprise surprise.
-Cloud tucks away Storm’s file (Felicia was her old name, interesting), and keeps digging. It takes a couple days of repeated visits (in between which he updates Storm and his increasingly alarmed mother of what he’s learned), but eventually he finds the files on Shinra’s golden boy Sephiroth and learns he’s had his DNA combined with a dead “ancient” (and if that’s really an ancient cetra and not some kind of horrible alien Prompto will eat his own shoes because there’s a picture of Jenova in the file and yeah, NOTHING HUMAN IS THAT SHADE OF BLUE kthanks). He digs even more through the mad ramblings, used to it after having to decipher ancient texts and Besithia’s mad rants with Ignis during the Long Night, and finds...
-Oh.
-That could be useful.
-Prompto treks down to the basement, then further down to a room filled with coffins. He wanders around until he finds the right one, flips it open, waits until the guy with Intense Vampire Vibes starts to wake up and ask who has disturbed his slumber, then interrupts with a cheerful, “I’m Cloud Strife. I’m going to steal everything in here I think is useful and then burn the rest to the ground. Do you wanna leave now or leave later when your cape is all crispy?”
-The man stares at him, “...What?”
-Cloud grins a little too wide and knows he looks very insane and ghoulish with the monster blood on his clothes, the dust and cobwebs in his hair, and the fire materia he’s juggling in his hands as he perches fearlessly on the edge of the coffin and simplifies, “Mansion go fwoof soon. You staying or leaving?”
-The man doesn’t seem to believe him, or even believe that he isn’t some kind of bad dream, so he just nudges Cloud off the coffin edge and shuts the top again. Cloud shrugs mentally, too frazzled and angry to care right now about Vampiric Drama Queens.
-He removes the relevant files that he’s found as well as any materia and weapons (and the diary of this one lady named Lucrecia who is apparently Sephiroth’s REAL mom and Mister Vampire’s former lover), then “borrows” a gas can from his mom’s shed and ensures that the dry, rotten floorboards of the mansion are thoroughly soaked in the stuff before wandering outside the back way, getting to a safe-ish distance and throwing a fireball through the broken window.
-The mansion does indeed make a loud and eager “fwoof” sound as it goes up in flames. Cloud watches the inferno with possibly too much maniacal laughter (hey he’s STRESSED okay? He’s getting the impression that HE’S the one the lifestream has decided to make it’s errand boy to save the world and he DOESN’T LIKE IT so just let him VENT), then laughs harder when a wall breaks open and out storms a slightly crispy and very unimpressed Vampire Drama Queen. Did Cloud maybe take too much glee in ensuring the gas had gotten into the basement too to make sure ALL of the mansion went up? Probably. Did he regret it?
-No. Not in the slightest.
-One very unimpressed Vampire stare down that became genuine alarm when Cloud’s laughing fit turned into childish bawling later (stupid child stress hormones turning everything to tears when he least expected it, then again he’d always been a crybaby as Prompto in his own eyes) and Cloud leads Vampire Man home because he isn’t sure what else to do. He also makes Vampire Man (Vincent Valentine, the man sighs after the seventh time being called a Vampire) carry the diary and the most relevant papers down to his house. The other ones he hides in his cave for now, just in case.
-His mom breaks out the strong stuff halfway through Cloud’s story and shares sympathetic looks with Vincent over Cloud’s pyromania. Then he explains what he’s found and thinks about “Jenova” and while Vincent is skeptical, his mom has seen too much of Cloud’s weirdness not to believe him at this point. Cloud mentions that there are hints that at least some of the thing is up in the reactor. Storm cuddles up to her brother and solemnly asks if he’s going to go set the blue alien on fire too.
-Cloud says yes, Claudia sighs, and Vincent looks like he has a headache.
-Two weeks of preparations (and waiting out Shinra’s investigation of the fire, which they SOMEHOW deem an accident), a long hike, and some angry swearing from Claudia as she shorts out the security cameras (since when could his mom do that) later, and they have indeed found part of the blue alien woman. Their plan is interrupted when Vincent unexpectedly transforms into some kind of mini- dragon- monster- THING and aggressively fills the entire glass tank Jenova is in with blood red fire, but after THAT little episode is done, the Thing in Vincent’s skin eyes Cloud, starts laughing, calls him “the Chosen’s Little Argentum”, and cedes control back to one very dizzy Vincent.
-They all decide to call it a week after that.
...
Gonna wrap this up soon because ow my hands but some other thoughts on this is-
-Cloud and Storm start traveling to get answers and also to stay under Shinra’s radar, Vincent goes with because for some reason Chaos finds Cloud amusing and is willing to be quiet around the boy and also because this child CLEARLY needs a keeper and his pseudo-sister is his old partner’s DAUGHTER who was experimented on by Hojo and saved by Cloud so he can’t just leave now can he? Also the Lucrecia diary enlightens him to some things, like how Sephiroth is still alive and kicking (and currently sane!).
-Also Claudia comes with because she is a Good Mom and not about to let her 13 year old, her 11 year old, and a quasi-immortal Turk galavant around the countryside without adult supervision.
-Claudia and Vincent bicker like an old married couple and honestly Cloud is content to ship them so long as Vincent treats his mom right, and the ex-Turk would be amused by the Shovel Talk he gets early on if not for the sneaking suspicion (read: Chaos’s cackling) that this tiny blond menace guising as sunshine could actually pull it off, science immortality or no.
-Storm takes to swords like a duck to water and Cloud teaches her what he remembers, which is around the time Vincent asks about why Cloud Is The Way He Is and Claudia tells him that her son is a reincarnation. Honestly Cloud is just as flabbergasted as Vincent because since when did his mom know that?
-”Since you started talking in ancient forgotten languages during your hyper moments when you were four,” is the placid answer.
-They eventually wander into Midgar because What Is Self-Preservation and find Aerith. Aerith gloms onto Cloud and smiles a teary smile and calls him “Prompto” and that’s when he learns that Aerith is LUNA.
-They meet Zack outside of Midgar where Zack is playing Hunter rather than joining Soldier. Cloud and Zack stare at each other for like- twenty seconds before hugging for dear life and crying all over each other because it’s NOCTIS and THEY MISSED EACH OTHER SO MUCH.
-Zack still has armiger magic and gives it to everyone involved save Vincent, who looks like he might actually have an aneurysm if anymore Weirdness gets attached to his soul. He already has two (now three and one absentee sort of fourth) crazy children to look after, please keep the ancient magic away from his already battered soul.
-Not sure who/if Iggy and Gladio are reborn as, I’ll think about it.
-Fixit shenanigans ensue. The Turks get converted to the cause because 1. Veld’s old partner is back and 2. his supposedly dead daughter shyly turns up decidedly NOT dead and with proof that Hojo experimented on her (he nearly flips a table and the scars on her hand from Prompto’s field surgery hurt Veld’s SOUL).
-Claudia is Team Mom of the Turks now, she’s not sure how.
-Zack and Cloud put their heads together and decide the PERFECT way to infiltrate and ruin Shinra’s hold on Sephiroth is to-
-Have one of them become his secretary/assistant. Cloud loses the coin toss, so now Sephiroth has a personal ray of sunshine and good morals following him everywhere like a stray kitten. It’s working WAY more than it has any right to.
-Someone (read: the newly converted to the cause Turks and a gleeful Vincent) start slipping Reeve data on what the mako reactors are really doing to the planet. Also Hojo ends up dead. So does Rupert.
-Also also Claudia is Rupert’s sister, so Rufus gets an aunt figure to imprint proper morals into his skull through love, sarcasm, and good food.
-There I’m out of thoughts on this AU for now.
#SE asks#oliverslewty asks#Secret Engima Rambles#Sunshine and Clouds verse#long post#oh no another au#*smacks with a newspaper*#STAY QUIET PLUNNY
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Could u pls write headcanons/a fanfic about RFA+(V & Saeran if u want to) getting MC pregnant but MC tries to hide her pregnancy (for any reason) and around 3 months later when her stomach starts to grow RFA find her pregnancy test hidden away somewhere and confront her about it. I know u already wrote a headcanon about their kids but I just love any sort of headcanon/fanfic about baby’s and pregnancy’s yknow. Btw I love your requests broski. Your a good writer. Sorry if my English not good lol
sure thing, thank you for requesting and thank you for the compliments! don’t worry your english is perfect!
so i wrote this literally months ago and forgot it was in my drafts, i’m sorry it’s taken so long to get up!! i rly enjoyed proofreading this bc i’m studying developmental psyc at uni right now and it’s lowkey giving me mad baby fever lmao
(leaving out jaehee for this one bc she ain’t out here getting anyone pregnant, like even if she had a penis she’d be too responsible for that to happen unless it was planned anyway let’s b real. also i varied the way the boys found out a bit as well just so things don’t get too repetitive, hope that’s okay!)
Yoosung:
The thing you have to know about Yoosung is that he is very small and has no money, so you can only imagine the stress he’s under~
Jokes aside, when you realise you’re pregnant, your first reaction is panic.
You and your boyfriend are both so young–you’re not even old enough to have graduated college yet, how are you going to take care of a child?
It takes you a solid month or two just to come to terms with the pregnancy yourself.
When you finally think you’re feeling brave enough to bring it up to him, the thought of what his family might think acts as another hindrance–he seemed to have a perfect family, and Yoosung himself had admitted they were somewhat conservative… how would they react to your situation?
While you’re busy still coming to terms with it, however, Yoosung accidentally stumbles upon the pregnancy test you had so cleverly hidden in the bathroom cabinet.
You’d slipped it into a box of toiletries, snugly hidden between the myriad of tampons and pads that it held. When Yoosung accidentally knocked it from the cabinet, he scrambled to tidy up, cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he tucked away the sanitary products.
He froze when he saw the test, mind whirring as he struggled to explain away the white stick in his hand.
There was no explaining away those two pink lines, however, and so that night, he dared to broach the subject with you.
He fiddled nervously with his hands as he sat on your shared bed, eyes looking everywhere except your face when you entered the room.
“Yoosung… is everything okay?”
A shaky breath. “MC… are you… you’d tell me if something big happened, right? Like… like if you got pregnant or something?”
The guilt-ridden look on your face was all the answer he needed.
Your eyes welled up, and Yoosung’s arms were instantly around you, pulling you against him as he squeezed you tight despite his own shock.
“MC, why wouldn’t you tell me? How long?” His words were soft; gentle whispers into your ear as his fingers combed through your hair.
When you explained your worries, Yoosung’s heart instantly melted, and he felt guilty that he’d never realised what you’d been going through the past few months.
“Don’t worry about my family, MC– don’t worry about anything at all. I love you, and I love this baby, and we’re going to be so happy, okay? I’m right here, cutie, I’m right here…”
And though your face was buried in his shirt, Yoosung could still feel your smile.
Zen:
We all know that Zen is super-focussed on his career, and in turn, works long hours with early starts and late finishes.
His busy schedule and blooming career is the first thing to cross your mind as you stare at the two glaring pink lines on your pregnancy test.
How were you going to tell him? How would he react? His career was just beginning to take off… what if he didn’t want children so soon?
How were you supposed to deal with that..?
And so, spiralling into uncertainty, you decide to put off telling him for as long as possible; to enjoy your relationship for what it was now, in case it all fell apart.
As a result of Zen’s schedule, it’s not too gruelling to hide your pregnancy from your boyfriend.
You usually wake up to brutal morning sickness hours after he’s already left for work, and your fluctuating hormones generally only make their presence known while you’re on your own.
Regardless, Zen is extremely observant, especially when it comes to his jagiya.
He idly notices that you’ve gained weight, but he’d never bring it up; he honestly doesn’t care, so long as you’re healthy, which you certainly seem to be with how radiant you’ve been the past couple of months.
He does, however, notice that you’re keeping something from him. As to what, he’s not sure.
Zen trusts you wholly and completely, so it doesn’t even cross his mind that you could be hiding anything too big from him (at least, at first).
He figures that maybe you’re just planning a surprise for him, as he’s done a number of times for you in the past few years that the two of you have been dating.
When he comes back early one evening to see that you’re not at home, he sets about making dinner for the two of you and decides to get a head start on the chores.
He knows that he’s slacked off on his household duties lately, and the least he can do is pick up a few now that he has some time at home so that you don’t have to worry about them later.
While your favourite meal is warming on the stove, Zen strips the bed of sheets and gathers your dirty laundry into the hamper.
When he returns with a load of freshly dried clothes, he begins to pack them away. As he folds your underwear and tucks them into the drawer, he notices what seems to be a piece of paper peeking out from beneath the neatly folded fabric.
Confused, he pulls it out, his breath catching as he sees the ultrasound.
He reads your name and the date over and over, unable to even comprehend that you could keep something like this from him.
He’s crushed that you hadn’t told him, and immediately falls into denial.
This has to be a prank, right? MC would never keep something like this from me…
He’s still frozen, sonogram clutched in hand, when you arrive home.
Zen looks up at you, eyes pleading and face soft with vulnerability as he wordlessly begs an explanation.
“…MC?”
His voice is so quiet and broken that it kills you.
You gently explain that it’s real; that this isn’t a tasteless prank but, in fact, reality. Zen takes a deep breath to steel himself.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me? Don’t you think I’d want to be there, especially for this?” he demands, voice ringing with pain and rising in anger as he holds up the sonogram still crinkled in his fist.
It takes a bit of explaining on your part, but Zen’s hot temper gets the best of him as he shakes his head and turns away from you. Tears prick your eyes.
“Don’t you see, Zen? This is what I was afraid of!” Your voice cracks, and Zen spares a glance back at you, immediately softening as he sees your glistening eyes and the tears beginning to stain your cheeks.
“MC… I love you. I love this baby. I’d never leave, you know that, don’t you, jagi?” His voice is hushed, his heart breaking as he leans in to brush a tear from your face with his thumb.
“You can’t keep things like this from me, princess… not something this big. If you’re worried, talk to me, okay? I’m in this with you. Forever, remember?”
His arms fall around your shoulders as he crushes you to his chest, before pulling away in panic.
“Crap! Was that too tight? Did I hurt the baby?!”
You laugh, and the sound is music to Zen’s ears as you drag him in for another hug.
Jumin:
When you wake up to a sudden wave of nausea, Jumin’s first reaction is concern.
“O-oh, it’s nothing, it must just be something I ate…”
“I see. I must speak with the chef who cooked for us last night, this is a disgusting oversight on his par-”
No Jumin don’t fire the chef ohmygod
You barely manage to calm Jumin down before you’re huddled over the toilet once more, and he lets all remaining traces of fury evaporate as he focusses on holding back your hair and rubbing your back soothingly.
All the while, your mind can’t help but dart back to the pregnancy test that you’d hidden at the bottom of the wastebasket.
You knew you couldn’t keep this a secret from your husband forever; and in your head, you knew that everything would work out just fine. It wasn’t like you couldn’t afford a child, you had more than enough money to provide for them, it was just…
The two of you hadn’t been together for that long; not really. And although that didn’t diminish your love for one another, it didn’t change the fact that Jumin was still just getting used to being emotionally vulnerable and opening himself up to other people.
Would children be too much, too quickly?
He’d never even expressed interest in having children before; he was far too occupied with you and your relationship, enjoying the joys of the present and letting the future bring what it may.
And although you manage to hide your continual morning sickness from him for a little while, you know that as soon as you start to show, you won’t be able to put it off any longer.
When you wake up feeling nauseous yet again, Jumin declares it the final straw.
“MC, you’re clearly ill. I’m phoning a doctor,” he says, voice stern and leaving no room for disagreement. “I should let Assistant Kang know that I won’t be in for work today…”
Your weak protests fall on deaf ears, and barely half an hour later, Jumin is opening the door…
You didn’t realise that “phoning a doctor” entailed bringing in a whole team of specialists in various medical fields.
They check your vitals, and when you hear them begin to murmur about blood tests, you break.
“Jumin, this isn’t necessary!”
“What? Of course it is–they can help, MC. There’s clearly something wrong-”
“Jumin, I’m pregnant!” you snap, the words falling from your lips before you can register their utterance. Jumin’s eyes widen, and he clears his throat as deafening silence falls over the room.
“Excuse us,” he manages, and the team of specialists quickly and awkwardly take their leave.
Honestly, he’s lowkey offended that you kept it from him.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice is stiff and cold, and your heart sinks as you feebly attempt to explain.
“Do you honestly think so low of me? Do you truly not trust me, after everything that we’ve been through?” he asks, voice hard.
That’s when you start to cry.
Damn hormones!
Jumin immediately softens, pulling you into his arms.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry… you’re right. I do trust you, I swear, I was just… I was scared,” you finally managed, voice thick with tears.
And though it takes a little while, Jumin understands. And once the shock has faded, the small smile that tugs up the corner of his lips betrays the excitement that your news has brought him.
“We’ll have to start thinking of names, hmm?”
Seven:
You could hardly call the life that Seven led “safe.”
The risks that come with his job hardly provide an environment fit to raise a child, a thought that instantly flashed through your mind the instant you saw the two lines on the pregnancy test.
You swallow hard, hands shaking as you move to rest a hand over your stomach. If you had to guess, you’d wager that you were at least eight weeks along…
God, had Seven ever mentioned even wanting kids before?
But despite your worries, you couldn’t help but feel a flicker of delight at the idea of raising children with the man you loved so dearly.
Still, that didn’t mean you knew how to tell him.
Luckily, you had time. Seven had been sent on a mission for the agency only that morning, and he wouldn’t be back for at least a month.
Although the news had been initially devastating, you were half-beginning to consider it somewhat of a blessing in disguise… at least you could figure out how to break it to him now, right? It wasn’t like you could break news like that over the phone, after all.
When Seven does finally arrive home, he wastes no time in sweeping you into his arms and planting tiny kisses all across your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, drinking in your warmth and softness and desperately attempting to atone for all the time with you that he had missed.
After finally pulling away, Seven easily notices that you’ve gained weight–of course, he’d never mention it; you were always beautiful to him.
Regardless, he can’t help but observe that you really do seem to be glowing.
Saeyoung knows you well enough to easily realise that you’re keeping something from him. He sees the nervous twitch of your fingers, the tightness of your smile…
And so, when the two of you cuddle up on the couch later that evening, Seven pressing kisses to your hair and clinging to you like a baby koala, he finally brings it up.
“Sooo… what aren’t you telling me, MC?” he asks, playfully poking your side despite the worry that claws at his chest.
What if they want to break up? Oh god, what if-
He finds himself so lost in his own concerns that when the words finally fall from your lips, it takes him a moment to process them.
“W-what?”
“I’m… I’m pregnant, Sae.”
You hold your breath, and only release it when you see the huge smile stretch over his face, brighter than the sun and just as warm.
And just like that, you know that everything is going to be just fine.
“If it’s a girl, can we name her Elizabeth?” “Seven nO-”
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19, 15 and 10 for the Zutara asks :)
10. Do you have any other A:TLA ships?
Sukka is a very close second to Zutara, i love them so much!
I also really like Mailee, I just feel like they would be so cute together, and more recently I've started shipping Taang. They just work so well together and balance each other out so well.
I also love Yuetara! Oh and Bakoda. Those dads have my whole entire heart.
15. What do you think would have happened if Katara and Zuko hadn’t been interrupted in the Catacombs?
Hmmm... this is tricky. I think if they'd been there together for a couple more hours, Katara would've ended up healing him eventually (or trying), but it would've taken some time to get to that point.
I think Zuko would initially have agreed to it, and then he would've hesitated and stopped her. He is still very conflicted about his scar and whether he deserved it or not, and, by extension, whether he still wants or deserves his father's love and approval. That is, after all, why he ends up betraying her in canon.
So he hesitates, as she's about to start the process, and turns away. She gently presses him and asks him what's wrong. And he sees the look of genuine concern and patience on her face, and he's shocked at the amount of support his enemy is showing him. So he talks. He tells her a little about how he got his scar, no details, but gives her the gist. He tells her about his banishment, and his quest to hunt the avatar, and the whole time he's thinking, "why the hell am i telling her all this? I don't even know her." And Katara listens and empathizes as she did with Jet, and Haru, and Aang, and all the others, and she is horrified on his behalf.
She tells him, "it's not your fault."
And he looks at her like she's lost it because "what do you mean it's not my fault, i did horrible things to you and your friends."
And so she clarifies, "it's not your fault for getting that scar. No 13 year old boy should have to go through that."
And they sit in silence for a long time. Zuko ponders what she has said, compares it with all of iroh's comforting and supportive words over the years, and then contrasting them with ozai's words, with azula's. Katara sits in her own thoughts, trying to reconcile the zuko sitting before her with the spoiled prince she's fought countless times, and she can hardly believe they're the same person.
Finally, zuko concedes. So katara takes the spirit water out of its vial and she tries to heal him.
Nothing happens. The special properties of the spirit water have been used up, but zuko's scar is still there. When he realizes this, he jerks away from her and sits down.
"I'm sorry, Zuko."
"It doesn't matter," he snaps back, a hint of his old self, but it's half-hearted. "It was a stupid idea anyway." He falls silent, glaring at the ground, cursing himself inwardly.
Katara understands that he doesn't want to talk anymore. She doesn't really know what she would say anyway. She sits down on the other side of the cave, and stares at the vial of spirit water, wondering if she's just made a huge mistake.
There's a long stretch of silence again.
And then, "Thank you, Katara."
Katara just smiles.
When Iroh and Aang find them later, they are still sitting on opposite sides of the cave, but they are facing each other.
And when Zuko comes to his crossroads of destiny, he can't bring himself to betray Katara, or his uncle, the way he does in canon. When Iroh talks to him after Katara leaves with Aang, and before Azula arrives, Zuko remembers what Katara said, about how it wasn't his fault. So even though he still doesn't quite believe it, when Azula shows up with her offer to bring him back to their father as a hero, he can't quite bring himself to believe that either. He cannot prove to himself, beyond a reasonable doubt, that his father will accept him, now that even his (former?)enemy has expressed concern for his situation.
So he chooses his uncle, and helps the Gaang.
I have way more thoughts on this but this is already way too long than it ever needed to be, so i apologize lol.
TL;DR Zuko would have agreed to being healed, it wouldn't have worked, but he still would have switched sides, to some extent.
19. What do you think would have happened if A:TLA got a Book 4?
Part of me thinks it would've just been the plot of the comics, like the Promise and the Search, but with the Ehaszs in the writer's room it probably would've looked a little different.
For example, the characters would've been... in character. We would've gotten to see Zuko struggle with becoming Fire Lord and stabilizing the country, and a lot of that would've involved him struggling with the baggage of his ancestors, and his own issues with not wanting to become like his father, but i think that, unlike in the comics, the Gaang would've helped support him. I'm not even going to get into what they did to Katara in the comics... i pretend i do not see.
I've heard rumours that, had a fourth season occurred, Aang would've found a community of descendents of Air Nomads in the Fire Nation. I have no idea how much truth there is to this notion, but I'm just gonna roll with it.
So because Aang and Zuko are deutarogonists of the story, I'm imagining that, along with their mutual efforts to balance the world as Fire Lord and Avatar, Zuko's search for his mother and Aang's search for the remnants of his people would be tied together as the main sort of overarching plot of the season.
There are so many interesting things to be done with this: Aang would have to properly face the trauma of the genocide of the Air Nomads, without the tight deadline of the Comet as a distraction; Zuko would be grappling with his fear of becoming like his father, while being piled on with the stress of being the leader of a divided and wartorn country, while also desperate to find out what happened to his mother; I feel like a lot of the "filler" episodes would be about Aang and the gaang dealing with on-the-ground type rebuilding and peacemaking.
As for the rest of the gaang (and this has been pulled straight out of my ass - it's just stuff I would want to happen tbh): Katara and Sokka would go back to the SWT and fight against the NWT's heavy influence on the rebuilding efforts; Toph would put off going back to her parents for as long as possible until she can't anymore; Suki would get a backstory!!!!!!!! And it would be kickass.
Finally, the canon ships would (hopefully) get more development. Katara would have agency in her own love story, and she and Aang would actually talk about their feelings and what a relationship really means! Mai and Zuko would probably still fight a lot tbh. They still don't really understand each other at the end of season 3, and they would have to grapple with that.
Suki and Sokka are just chilling though. They would probably continue being healthy and communicative. Yknow, like they are in canon. Although, i do think there is some potential for conflict left over from EIP, of Sokka still deeply wounded from Yue's sacrifice, and having to properly heal from that. Actually, while he's at it, there are a couple of other things he could do with properly processing...
Okayyy i'm gonna stop it there because I've rambled for far too long already. If anyone's read all the way to this point, thank you so much. I probably wouldn't have lmao
And thank you so much for the ask @phatprog !! I had wayy too much fun writing this in case you hadn't noticed 😭 i just needed an excuse to rant for a bit
#zutara#zutara asks#anti maiko#anti kataang#tagging those for safety#long post#not me tempted to write an entire 20 episode long season of a cartoon that ended 12 years ago#i don't have time for this
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