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CAROL OF THE BALLS !
ft. leon s. kennedy x fem!reader x dante (dmc)
tags. i made them brothers, cucking, threesome, age gap, size kink, ass play, leon eats his cum so incest, cum eating, creampie, p in v
note. SORRY FOR BEING LATE AGAIN i have been tweaking :3 but um whatever! ignore typos or i’ll detonate :3 feedback n rbs much appreciated !!! ooc bc dante is literally a well-meaning old man but i have to make him sleazy for porn without plot purposes sorry!! i also cut the smut short bc. bc i wanted to get this out so sorry if it’s jolty 😭
tumblr has started to remove fics that use tw non-con, tw incest and any nsfw tags in general. for this reason, as i’d like my fic to appear in the tags so i can have the same reach as other authors, please understand that this fic contains dark content under the cut. reading this comes at your own risk.
Your love for Leon, much to his dismay, is no match for your pursuit of cock. His poor girl, you suffer from this awful disease at such a young age, the kind that tears a family apart - wandering hands they call it. In Leon’s terms, it would be something more akin to cock-driven. That’s your motivation, and if you see one you like, you’re gonna get it. Fuck, you’d do rocket science on the spot for a nice, fat cock. Unfortunately, it just so happens to be his older brother that you’ve set your eye on. And Leon’s older brother is the most shameless asshole since, like, god, Mark Antony? That guy was obnoxious, right? Fucking his best friend’s wife and all.
Dante is that obnoxious but amplified tenfold, if you can even imagine that. He’s got a big mouth to match his stature, and, you guessed it, he’s got one hell of a dick stuffed into those tacky leather pants. And you’re taking a very obvious gander at what sort of goodies he’s got tucked away. You’re playing footsie with him under the table for fuck’s sake. Leon can tell by the way you’re slouched too far back in your seat, but it’s mainly ‘cause he dropped his fork and when he lifted the table cloth, he found your foot rubbing along Dante’s inner thigh while his fingers toyed with the frilly cuff of your sock. Bringing you home for Christmas was a mistake. You’re too precious to give up and too hard to reign in. He should just store you away in a jar of some sort, poke a few holes in the lid so you can breathe, a bird cage perhaps, or maybe a crate?
Knowing you, you’d manage to get your paws on Dante either way. A cage would be no problem, just slip it right on in through the gaps! A makeshift gloryhole if you will. Honestly, he’d prefer you to pick Vergil over Dante, at least the guy has it all together, at least he’s not a washed up loser who can’t pay his bills, at least he’s not Dante. You’d think as the younger sibling you’d turn out better, right? It’s like baking a cake, the first time it’s shit, and the second time it’s better. Not soft in the centre, not burnt to a crisp on the sides - just don’t work like that around here. Instead, Leon’s parents had the stronger, taller, hotter, bigger one first, then little Leon to top it all off. Little ‘cause he’s 5’10 with insoles only.
Oh yeah, you can ask around town. Leon Kennedy? That guy’s decent, nice face, nice smile, nice guy. Dante? One that walks around like his dick is weighing him down, fuckin’ pornstar face, can tell if a girl likes him when she’s got her ankles behind her head – yeah, I know him, he broke my parents marriage up, and he fucked my sister, and my auntie, yeah, the one that came over for the holidays. I don’t really mind ‘cause he gave it to me after too! Oh, no way, I couldn’t do that with Leon, he’s more of the settle down type, don’t you think?
No one has actually said that and yes, he is more of the settle down type, but Leon has had his fair share of flings, and contrary to popular belief - missionary is not the only position he knows. He knows how to put a girl on her knees, no stranger to it. Maybe, just maybe, his dick is the problem. It’s not small, not quite big, it’s adequate, or perhaps it’s inadequate and that’s why you’re offering to wash the dishes alongside Dante. Leon hasn’t seen Dante do a household chore since 1976, that’s when Leon was in the womb if you didn’t know. Meaning he hasn’t ever seen Dante do a single chore, not even pick up his own underwear the fucking slob. And don't even get him started on you. The girl who struggles to get the vacuum working when Leon’s not around, then you do it half heartedly for five minutes before complaining about your back aching.
He’s pacing outside the kitchen like a guard on duty, listening in on your conversation with Dante, it’s absolutely thrilling. Leon couldn’t think of a better way to spend his time, he just loves to hear his girlfriend flirt her way into his brother’s pants.
Oh, your hands are so big, Dante! Wow, they’re so much bigger than mine. My goodness, Dante, you could pick me up, like, sooooo easy! I wonder what else is big! Has your hair always been that colour? No, that’s so not true, Dante, doesn’t make you look old at all! It suits you, don’t look a day over twenty. Duh, of course I’m joking, I like ‘em old anyway. Do you babe? You should go ahead and suck his old man cock, sure Dante wouldn’t mind, and it’s not like Leon has any say. You’re young and fickle - this is what he deserves for dating a girl your age. What more do you know than dick?
“It’s okay, he won’t wake up,” Your voice is muffled in his ears, distant despite you being less than an inch away from him. He shifts, feels around for your warmth, clasps an arm that’s way too jacked.
Leon’s brother is remarkable really, he turns over after a struggle with the bedside lamp, sees Dante’s teeth gleaming, your little hands splayed flat across his chest. He’d go at him, make a feast of it, he wishes for the tearing of Dante’s throat to be biblical. God, Kane and Abel have nothing on them. “You gotta be fuckin’ kidding me.” His digs his nails into hardened muscle.
“Please, baby,” You beg him, beg is an exaggeration, from you it’s a command. Like, not Oh, please, Leon! May I suck and fuck your brother while you lay beside us? More of a Please, shut your mouth and let me have this, Leon. I haven’t had good dick ever since I started dating you.
He falters, “No, babe,” Leon shakes his head, lip curling upwards in both disgust and wonderment at the boldness of your request. “No, are you crazy?”
“C’mon, Leon,” Dante pouts, and it’s disturbing to see a grown man with no upper lip do that. “She just wants to have a little fun.”
“Don’t— don’t get involved, this is between me and her.” His attempt at assertion is only met with amusement.
“Leon, please?” You bat your lashes. Beat. His heart hammers in his chest. Then Leon closes his eyes like a good boy, he’s always been great at taking orders. Whatever. Fuck his brother to your heart’s content.
“He not treatin’ you right, sweet thing?” Dante murmurs into your neck, his thick fingers parting your slippery folds, rubbing deft circles on your twitching clit.
He grits his teeth so hard they squeak. Leon treats you perfectly well. Surely, saying otherwise—
“No, Dante,” You pout up at his brother, a small hand curled around his wrist as he pushes his fingers knuckle-deep into your slick cunt.
Stupid bitch. Leon has never been inclined to call a woman a bitch, total lie, but Claire told him it’s not appropriate, and Claire is usually right about most things. Not right now though, girls are fucking brutal.
“No?” Dante coos, “My little brother can’t please his girl? Can’t get this little cunt soaked?” There’s a wet smack, and you gasp.
“Don’t do that.” Leon can’t help himself, it’s like he insists on making a fool of himself. “She doesn’t like that.”
“Do it again.” You plead, “Dante, please, feels so good.” The crooked smile Dante gives him is humiliation at its finest.
He draws his hand back, spanks your cunt, the fleshy part of his palm mashing against your clit. “You don’t even know what your girl likes.”
“I do.” Leon’s chest aches, his dick aches even more, feels like it’s about to over-inflate and pop.
“Bet you like it rough, don’t you, babe?” Dante asks, presses his nose into your neck, licks a stripe up your jugular.
“She does not.”
“Yes.” You nod crazy like a dashboard bobblehead.
Dante raises his brows when he glances sideways at Leon, “He’s not givin’ it to you is he? You want him all up in your guts, baby, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes, god, please,” You whine, clit thrumming beneath Dante’s fingertips. “Want it here.” You bring Dante’s hand to rest on your abdomen, “wanna feel you here, please.”
“Dirty little bitch,” Dante coaxes an orgasm out of you with his fingers alone.
“Don’t speak to her like that.”
“I’ll speak to her how I want,” He retorts, “She likes it, ‘s why you’re gettin’ me all wet, isn’t it, baby?”
“Mhm,” Your eyes follow his every move, and Leon has never seen you so enthralled during sex. He’s used to you laying on your back like a dead girl, legs over his shoulders, letting out the occasional grunt of discomfort.
His head dips low, the sheets are long forgotten, crumpled at the foot of the bed. Dante’s big hands spread your cheeks apart, licks into your cunt, flicks his tongue over your clit— and you moan like you never have before. Back bowing off the bed, covering your mouth with a balled-up fist, chest heaving.
“That good, baby?” Dante hums, his teeth scrape over your clit when he pulls back the hood, and you squirm.
“So good, so good— ‘s so fuckin’ good, god!”
Alright, can’t be that good, now you’re just putting it on to piss Leon off. You’ve never sucked his dick well enough for him to moaning like that. Then again, his dick doesn’t have a million nerve endings. The sounds Dante is making are downright lewd, unnecessary even, you’re dripping all over his face, his chin wet and shiny with your pussy— then he makes the jump. A move that’s bold even for a dude as outrageous as Dante, his pink tongue follows the natural trail from pussy to asshole. Licks the puckered rim till you relax, and there’s no resistance from you whatsoever. You’re just letting this grimy bastard eat your fucking ass? Even Leon hasn’t gotten that far, not that he’s asked, not that he’s ever thought about it - something about the second hole just feels wrong.
Dante spits on it, manages to get his thumb in nicely, then he sits up, leaves you empty. “Just a little girl takin’ big things, aren’t you? How am I s’posed to fit in this tight cunt without breaking it?” He tilts his head to the side, eyes droopy like he’s drunk on pussy juice alone. Probably is. Shit is potent. Especially when you’ve been nose-deep.
His brother only smiles, gives a pointed look to Leon’s dick straining against the fabric of his boxers, the sticky wet patch. “That’s why she wants cock so bad, huh?” Leon is not small. His dick is just right, it’s fine, it’s sufficient. There’s nothing wrong with it, but he cups a hand over his bulge to hide it from Dante.
Dante shucks off his pants, and yeah, Leon really is the little brother in every sense. He might as well just kill himself at this point, there is no winning against a dick that fat. Shit’s so big it’s hanging downwards, so heavy it can’t even hold itself up. Some big fucking balls to level it out. Jesus, is he seriously admiring his brother’s dick right now? Listen, it’s just got some real weight to it, and Leon has to say he’s impressed. Only seen this breed of horsecock in porn.
“Gosh, Dante,” You’re lovestruck, cockstruck, a trembling hand reaches forward to cup his heavy balls, then wrap it around the base, and it’s honestly so big your thumb and middle finger struggle to meet.
“Don’t throw her around like that, oh my god.” Leon frowns, catches your head from knocking against the headboard when Dante manhandles you onto your front. “Just be careful.” If you told Leon he’d be watching his brother fuck his little girlfriend from behind with a thumb in her ass, he’d say, yeah, sounds about right. Some shit that would happen to a guy like me.
“She can take it.” Dante says, then he’s sheathed inside with a single glide of his cock, no resistance whatsoever. You’re that wet. Dripping down your thighs. God, he’s never seen you get so worked up. “Can’t you, babe?”
“Yes, please, just give it to me please, Dante,” Now that’s begging, not that shit you were doing earlier. “Wan’ it so bad, please, might die, Dante.”
“Alright, okay, baby, only ‘cause you asked so nicely.” He snickers, wraps his arm around your front and then fucks into you so hard the bed rocks. Headboard hits the wall. Stuff you see in movies. God, his poor girl, you’ll be ruined once Dante’s done with you.
“Oh my god, oh my god, Dante,” You mewl an endless string of expletives, arch so your hips push back onto his fat cock, and your eyes roll back into your head, and there’s spit trickling down your chin— Holy fucking shit. It’s like watching a porno play out. Hell, it might very well be a porno. C’mon, where’s the camera, is this Dante’s new side gig? Is this keeping his lights on, his fridge full, his water running? Wouldn’t put it past him.
Once he creams your hole, Dante’s quick to spread you apart with his big hands, you’re still gaping. “Go on, Leon.” He says very simply, smiles the way he always does when he suggests something outlandish. “Clean her up.”
Leon’s never eaten pussy from the back, it’s impolite. Crude. That’s the general consensus, right? And Leon’s a feminist, he’ll eat a pussy that sits itself on his face, he’ll snuggle up between a thick pair of thighs - but from the back, oh, it’s just obscene. Still does it though. Eats his brother's thick cum from your hole, sucks on your swollen clit, laps till there’s nothing left that’s dirtier than his own tongue. Then he goes to bed with a hard dick and the taste of his brother’s cum in the back of his throat. He’ll sleep it off.
#leon s kennedy x you#leon kennedy x you#leon s kennedy x reader#leon kennedy imagine#leon s kennedy smut#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy smut#resident evil x reader#resident evil leon#dante sparda smut#dante sparda x reader#dmc dante smut#dmc dante x reader
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Dick loves his siblings would die and kill for them of course, could never pick one but in the deep dark parts of his mind that's a lie.
Damian is more of his son then anything else his responsibility.
Jason is complicate he loves his little wing.
He just doesn't actually trust them.
In his mind a sibling is someone you help share burdens work with, trust them not to kick you when your down.
Tim on the other hand when he got sick Tim cleaned up vomit.
After tarantula the first person he told was Tim.
When Bruce is especially an asshole he can't call Jason but he can call Tim.
He loves his baby bird. His first brother the one who doesn't sleep enough but will crawl into his bed. The one he caught.
When he found out what happened at titans tower he wanted to kill Jason. How fucking dare he, the only thing he could think about was making Jason pay which he did.
Hunted him through his own territory and beat him. Still to this day he doesn't understand why Jason never told Bruce.
When Damian first went after Tim he had to restrain himself wanted to so badly do something but he knew Damian didn't mean it. He was a traumatized kid.
He knows he can't ever voice it right he's the golden boy he can't admit to a favorite that he would hesitate.
That's if a gun was held to both Jason and Tim he already knows his choice.
That at the end of the day his Robin will always be Tim.
"Of course I don't have a favorite sibling I love all of my baby wings"
It's bullshit and of course the only person to clock it is Tim.
#tim drake#batfamily#dick grayson#damian wayne#jason todd#this is a little different but let's be real Tim is dicks favorite sibling#bruce wayne#batfam#no Damian hate he's not a sibling that his whole ass kid#and I love making everyone get along but that's bullshit he barely trusts Jason and not with Tim#Tim knows he's the favorite sibling he knows Dick he might be pissed off but he knows his worth
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BORDERLANDS COLLEGE AU
Stupid idea I had a few nights ago, don't think too hard about the inconsistencies in ages and stuff. Probably just doing Vault Hunters and a few other characters.
ROLAND
Majoring in cybersecurity. Good student, studies and gets consistently high grades. Has a well-formulated meal and workout plan. Also an RA on campus. Roland is the guy you go to if you have issues. He might not be great at "talking you through them" or "showing empathy" but he always has solid advice and is well-respected by his peers.
BRICK
I was going to say "Brick wouldn't go to college in canon" but this isn't canon babeyyyy. Brick is going into veterinary medicine. You may think this is completely off as a major for him, but I argue that his love for dogs is far greater than any challenge he may face in his education. Still a gym maniac. Roland is his RA, which means Roland is in charge of calming Brick down when he gets mad. Dating Mordecai. Also, unrelated but Brick in a philosophy class:
"Brick, can you tell us what you think about what Descartes said?"
"I PUNCH Descartes."
LILITH
Y'all are going to hate me for this but Lilith is a chemistry major. Girl loves fire, electricity, and acid so you can't tell me she wouldn't be a menace in her labs. (Also, before the first game was released her full title was "Dr. Lilith Cashlin, Mercenary Scientist") Only goes to class half the time but still does really well. Rooms with Mordecai and Brick. Huge crush on this RA she keeps seeing around
MORDECAI
BIRD MAAAAAN. Y'all already know this guy is doing two things on campus. 1) Majoring in Ornithology 2) Going to parties to get drunk. This man is the epitome of "college is for partying". Keeps birds in campus (not allowed) and is doing okay in his classes (he is hung over 80% of the time) (Mordy pls) Dating Brick.
PATRICIA TANNIS
Honestly, what field of science ISN'T this girl majoring in? She's insane(ly smart) and constantly gets perfect scores on all of her exams. Closest friends are Roland and the gang.
MARCUS
Why is he here??? What??? Marcus is the guy who runs the restaurant that is directly across the street from campus. *Phenomenal* food, but GOD is it pricey. Tends to not care about many of the students chilling (as long as they BUY SOMETHING)
SCOOTER
Doesn't go to this college but he's good friends with Roland and his pals. Likes to go out drinking with them on the weekends and is just all-in-all a cool guy to hang around with. Friends with Janey.
AXTON
BMOC. Captain of the football team. You can trust him! (He's the water boy.) Total jock but he's not an asshole about it. Majoring in Rehabilitation Science. He's... not the *best* student, but he does try and genuinely care about what he wants to do. Lives with Salvador, Maya, and Zer0 in a dorm.
SALVADOR
Culinary major. My man can COOK. He's the best cook in the dorm and no one will ever argue if he offers to cook. Really good student even though he parties all the time with Mordecai, Brick, and Axton. Lives with Maya, Axton, and Zer0.
ZER0
*Insert weeb joke here* They're a literature major. Not just because of the haiku, either. I feel like Zer0 would be fantastic in literature courses and understanding thr deeper meanings in texts. They are seen as a "weird kid" on campus. They do not care. Lives with Maya, Salvador, and Axton.
MAYA
The reason I made this list (big surprise, V does a huge post and it's Maya's fault), Maya majors in entomology. (S/O to @forbiddenpurplesoda for this because I've always thought Maya would be a bug girl) Maya is a phenomenal student and she always gets great marks in her studies. Lives with Axton, Sal and Zer0. Has at least one pet beetle that makes Axton panic.
GAIGE
Mechanical Engineering/Robotics major. Obviously built Deathtrap as a buddy because she felt a little lonely in her dorm. Calls her Dad every night. Has a huge crush on a girl in one of her math classes. Lives with...
KRIEG!!!!
Listen. Listen. Krieg majors in psychology. The *actual* football captain. Doesn't talk much and when he does, it's complete nonsense. (Everyone just goes "haha classic Krieg") Gaige gets along with him extremely well. Maya and him have a thing where they will just look at each other and think "holy shit they're so gorgeous). Always wears a face mask.
TINA
Child prodigy chemistry major, buddies with Lilith and Roland. But seriously, who let this kid in the lab? Like, okay, yeah, she knows what she's doing, but what she's doing is COMBUSTION REACTIONS. How is she still in school.
ELLIE
Engineering major. Lives in the building across from Roland and the gang. Absolute sweetheart and huge flirt but will also drop you on her ass if you threaten her friends.
MOXXI
I could see Moxxi as a professor of engineering, actually. Every student thinks she's gorgeous and she's learned to ignore it. Scooter and Ellie's Mom. Thinks their friends are funny.
HANDSOME JACK
Oh man, this one was tough. I decided on absolute tool you meet in college who's the head of a frat and thinks he's God's gift to women. Lives in the same building as Roland, Lilith, Brick, Mordecai, Salvador, Axton, Maya, Zer0, Gaige, and Krieg. Constantly getting into arguments with... basically everyone listed above. Majors in business.
ANGEL
She's an art major!!! She's super intelligent and aces all of her classes but she absolutely loves art. Jack is her brother in this AU. Has a crush on the cute punk girl in her math class but could never tell her. Lives in a single.
ALISTAIR HAMMERLOCK
Double majors in conservation biology and zoology! Finds the creatures that he studies absolutely fascinating and always has a bright disposition on his face. Lives in a single that looks exactly like you think it does (his room on Sanctuary III). Strained relationship with his sister.
ATHENA
Acient History Major, specifically interested in Ancient Greece (wonder why?). Works at Marcus' restaurant. Hates it. Pay her more. Has her eyes on a girl that frequents Marcus' restaurant. Tried to live with Wilhelm, Jack, Nisha, Timothy, and Claptrap for a semester, she is now a commuter. Still friends with Timothy.
WILHELM
Jack's second-in-command. People look at him like he's a dumbass, big hunk of meat, but he's also in a robotics major. Aside from being buddies with Jack, he's... kind of chill? Man likes what he likes and he works out pretty often. Boxes in his free time. Lives with Nisha, Jack, Timothy, and (formerly) Claptrap.
NISHA
Criminal justice major, naturally. Jack's girlfriend and the baddest and scariest bitch on campus. Likes watching old western movies. Never, ever shows up to class but still passes. No one knows how. Lives with Jack, Timothy, Wilhelm, and (formerly) Claptrap
CLAPTRAP
Theater major! Always has a smile on his face, even though he's nooooot very well-liked. Tried to get in with the popular guys but eventually figured out he was being used. He confronted Jack and Jack kicked him out of the dorm 😔 Lives... well, he kind of just lives around Roland's dorm. Roland's too nice to say no.
TIMOTHY
I feel like Tim would be a Biology major. I don't know why but I can see him in that field. Looks SCARILY similar to Jack, and hates this. Unfortunately put into a room with Jack, Wilhelm, Nisha, and (formerly) Claptrap. Misses Athena greatly and wishes she still lived on campus. They're still good friends.
AURELIA HAMMERLOCK
Oh good lord, who let her on a college campus. Has an extravagant single room because she's *rich* and she's not sharing with someone else are you insane? Studies law because this bitch wants to be a judge someday. Absolutely hates to be seen with her brother Alistair. Rivalry with another rich law student makes this even more tense.
JANEY SPRINGS
Doesn't go to this college but she knows a few people around campus and hits up Marcus' restaurant for a bite to eat every so often. The food is just so good, right? No other reason. None at all. Friends with Scooter.
RHYS STRONGFOK
Rhys is a business and economics major. Is in Jack's frat. Is getting increasingly sick of Jack's shit. Buddy buddy with Vaughn, Fiona, and Zer0. Dating Sasha.
VAUGHN
Accounting major. Man has a mind like a steel trap, and also enjoys bodybuilding. Best friends with Rhys, good friends with Fiona and Sasha.
FIONA
I genuinely feel like Fiona would be a nursing or Healthcare major. I have no basis for this, it just feels right for her. Hates Jack and keeps telling Rhys to tell him to fuck off. Friends with Rhys and Vaughn, Sasha's older sister.
SASHA
Social work major! Loves helping people and wants to make a change in the world after she and Fiona grew up in less-than-ideal circumstances. Dating Rhys, also keeps telling Rhys to get away from Jack. Friends with Vaughn.
MOZE
Transfer student. Served in the military for a while before deciding she wanted to go to college. Undecided major but she's just trying to focus on the pretty women I mean her grades haha am I right? ALWAYS at Marcus'. Always. Lives with Zane, Amara, and FL4K.
FL4K
FL4K has Mr. Chew, Broodless and Meat-Thief as emotional support animals. I can see FL4K as a double major in zoology and veterinary medicine. Loves their pets. Super chill unless you speak badly about them or their pets. Will shank a bitch. Lives with Zane, Moze, and Amara.
AMARA
Healthcare studies major, with a focus on pathology. Also a bodybuilder. Also a boxer. Amara is that girl and she knows it. Always asking Moze to work out with her and she is completely oblivious to Moze being head over heels. Will fight someone being mean to a customer service worker. Lives with Zane, Moze, and FL4K.
ZANE
Pop pop went back to college! No but in this AU Zane is probably older than everyone but not that much older. His major was tough for me, but I honestly think he'd be a good candidate for a major in rehabilitation science with Axton. Also LOVES parties.
WAINWRIGHT JAKOBS
His Father wanted him to go into Business to take over the family legacy but he decided to go into law to "protect the little guy". Has daily arguments with this stuck-up, pretentious "harpy" that's in most of his classes. She's awful. Has a crush on this well-spoken man in zoological studies. At least that will take his mind off of the harpy.
TROY CALYPSO
Troy is a media and communications major. Has a fantastic time making videos and being admin of many social media pages but doesn't do very well in class because he dislikes most of his professors. Has a very close relationship with his sister, Tyreen.
TYREEN CALYPSO
Double major in Art History and Theater. Loves to be the center of attention and often stars in her brother's videos and projects. She loves it. A little full of herself. Close with her brother, Troy.
TYPHON DELEON
OKAY WAIT WAIT DON'T CLOSE THE POST HEAR ME OUT.
Cringe boomer history professor that can be easily distracted by him telling his stories of his many adventures (no one knows if they're true or not). Troy and Tyreen's Father. NOT a piss poor Dad in this AU, just embarrassing as all hell. Pretty decent guy but he's okay as a professor. (Please guys let me have my "Typhon is a good cringe embarrassing boomer dad to the Calypsos" AU)
OKAY this was a really long post and I probably forgot someone but I'm sure I'll hear about it LMAO. Also I don't know every single college major and its appropriate title, I just went off of vibes. Pls be nice 2 me
#borderlands#borderlands 2#borderlands the presequel#tales from the borderlands#borderlands 3#roland the soldier#lilith the siren#mordecai the hunter#brick the berserker#patricia tannis#marcus kincaid#scooter hodunk#axton the commando#salvador the gunzerker#zer0 the assassin#maya the siren#gaige the mechromancer#krieg the psycho#tiny tina#ellie hodunk#moxxi hodunk#handsome jack#angel the siren#alistair hammerlock#athena the gladiator#Wilhelm the enforcer#nisha the lawbringer#claptrap the fragtrap#timothy lawrence the doppleganger#aurelia hammerlock
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Rules To Break
Jotun!Prince!Loki Laufeyson x fem!Æsir!Princess!Reader
Summary: Prince Loki of Jotunheim - son of King Laufey and heir to the throne is assigned to train a bunch of Asgardian men, in order to turn them into warriors. What happens when Odin's daughter, Princess Y/N crosses his paths in ways he would've never expected? While the Prince is completely unaware, the Princess struggles to keep up her several masquerades...
Warnings for this Chapter: Odin being the best father ever *coughs*, swear words, mutual pining?
Word Count: 2k
a/n: Okay... First things first. I split the originally last chapter up in two, so that means there's gonna be another chapter after that! 🥳
Divider by the lovely @fictive-sl0th 💚
Tagging: (Y'all in the comments again!)
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Chapter Four / Chapter Six
Chapter Five
Almost Four Months Later
You sighed, as you sat down on the windowsill with your book in hands, watching the birds fly by and the sun shining down on Asgard. You could see the blooming trees and flowers of the royal gardens from here. It was beautiful - if you were only allowed to go outside.
After what had happened at the training camp almost four months ago, your father was more than just angry. His wrath was so big, that he didn't talk to you for over two weeks. Your punishment was cruel. You weren't allowed to leave the palace - for at least a whole year. You had to stay in your room and were only allowed to come out for breakfast, lunch or dinner. It was horrible - and yet you had no other choice than to accept it. In the time you weren't eating, reading, sleeping or staring aimlessly out of the window, you were thinking... Thinking about the traitorous asshole which called himself prince Loki Laufeyson. You hated him for what he did. At least a part of you did. The other part was still reminiscing about the intimate moments you shared with him at that damn lake. You just weren't able to get him off your mind. He was always present – in some way.
A knock against the door of your chamber brought you back to reality. You looked up, "Yes?" and clapped your book shut. The door opened slowly, revealing your dear friend Estrid. She was carrying a tray with two small golden bowls. In one were nuts, in the other grapes. "I thought you could need something to eat, my princess." Estrid was your saviour. Your ray of sunshine on cloudy days. "Thank you." You smiled up at her, as she placed the delicacies on your desk beside the window. The young woman gave you a nod, and stayed for a moment, looking at you intensely. "What?" You asked, lifting an eyebrow. "Something is on your mind, I can tell. Or rather someone...?" Of course you told Estrid what happened back in the camp and the lake. She was your best friend after all. You sighed, defeated, rubbing the heels of your palms in your eyes. "I just can't forget him, Estrid. Even after four months, he's constantly on my mind, bothering me. I just don't know why..." The maid cocked her head, smiling. "If I may be so bold to say this, but-" "No, no, no. No. We already had this conversation – twice! I told you. I am not in love!" Your friend giggled. "Well, your mind can't seem to forget prince Loki... and the way you are denying it so vehemently, I think it's very clear that you are in love, your highness."
You just scoffed, shaking your head. "Why won't you just admit that you fell in love with him?" "Because I do not love him, Estrid, I-" You cut off your own sentence, averting your eyes; jaw clenching. "You what, my princess?" Estrid asked, stepping closer. "May I?" She gestured to the free space beside you on the little sofa. "You may." You gave her the permission to sit down beside you - what she did. "I understand you, Y/N, but I also don't understand you. Where lies the problem? Loki is everything your father wants as a future husband for you - as far as I'm concerned. He is a prince, future king. He's of status. The son of his closest ally. He's a warrior - a fighter. Why not give in to the love? Marry him." You swallowed at her words. Yes, you asked yourself. What even is the problem? Estrid wasn't wrong, was she?
"I-I don't know, I... I highly doubt that he feels the same." The maid placed a hand on your shoulder, smiling. "I highly doubt that he doesn't feel the same. After what you told me..." She said, standing up. "This sounds like a story of love to me." Her lips curled in another smile, before she left the room; closing the door silently behind her.
"And therefore, the next hunt is planned to be-" Laufey's eyes landed on his son's, who sat across him at the table. He was staring aimlessly across the dining hall, poking around in his meal. The king frowned. It wasn't the first time his son seemed to be very absent-minded. It happened a lot recently. "Loki." No reaction. The king balled his hand to a fist and slammed his fist on the stoney table, causing the prince to flinch. His gaze landed immediately on his father. "Have you heard a single word I just said?" Loki nodded, eagerly, "Of course, I-" but the critical gaze of Laufey silenced him. He knew. "Haven't, father. Apologies." The king shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "What is bothering your mind, son? You've been absent-minded all the time recently. Tell me - and don't say it is nothing!" Loki swallowed hard. He knew exactly what was bothering him. He hoped to hide it from his father, but it was no use. He couldn't. So why deny it longer?
"I..." Loki started, clearing his throat. "I am afraid I fell in love, father... And now I can't stop myself from thinking about her." Laufey looked at Loki like he had just seen a ghost; completely in disbelief. His son falling in love? A thing the king never thought possible. "You are what?" He needed to hear it again to truly believe it. "In love, father... I'm in love." The king blinked, still a bit taken aback. "Well, I'm surprised, but happy for you, son. I do hope she is of royal blood, though. Or well, at least of high status. I won't allow you to court a mere mai-" "She is, father." Loki jumped to interrupt him. "You even know her. Princess Y/N, daughter of Odin." Laufey's eyes widened. He definitely hadn't seen that coming. "Princess Y/N?" The young Jotun nodded. "Did you meet her on your trip to Asgard?" "Yes, but that is a story for another time. I have to go to her. I have to see her; talk to her. My heart is aching; in desperate need to see her." Loki closed his eyes for a moment as he paused, before taking a deep breath. "And... And I wish to marry her. Please, father." Laufey was still kind of shocked, but nevertheless gave his blessings. "You may - but this isn't just my decision. You have to speak to the Allfather; ask for the princess's hand in marriage." The prince nodded. "I will, father, I will. Do I have your permission to leave tomorrow morning for Asgard?" "You have my permission, son."
Loki wasn't able to find sleep that night. A trillion thoughts were running at lighting speed through his head; thinking through every possible scenario. What if Odin rejects me and won't allow me to marry her? What if I'm not enough for her in his eyes? What if she's already promised to someone else? What if she doesn't love me? But the signs have been clear, haven't they? Or did I read them wrong? What if she doesn't want to marry me? What if I screwed it up with rejecting her like I did?
His mind just wasn't able to settle down and rest. So, he tossed and turned; literally waiting for the morning to arrive. When it did, the young prince was up early, of course. Standing up with the sunrise, he prepared everything for his journey and visited his father, before he left.
"I'll be going now, father." Laufey gave him a nod, just having some breakfast. "Good luck, my son. Princess Y/N will be a good future wife and queen." Loki nodded approvingly. "She will. I'm certain of it." Taking a small bow, the prince backed up, on his way to leave, when the king held him back. "And son?" Loki looked over his shoulder, expectantly. "Yes?" "I'm proud of you. After every discussion we have been through… You, finding love is a true blessing." He couldn't help but smile at his father's words. "Thank you."
Not much later, Loki stepped out of the Bifrost, faced with the guard of Asgard - Heimdall. The Æsir gave him a nod and a bow. "I saw you coming, prince Loki." Loki winked at him. "I bet you did. Is the Allfather...?" "In the palace, yes." "Thank you." So, Loki made his way to the palace. After explaining to the guards that he was here to talk with Odin, they let him in and another guard accompanied him to the golden doors of the throne room.
"Prince Loki, son of Laufey..." Started Odin, as he laid his eyes upon the Jotun prince. "What brings you here on such a beautiful day? I hope nothing bad." Loki shook his head and got down on one knee, taking a deep bow, just like it was taught to him; upholding his good manners. "Rather the opposite, Allfather... I hope to bring good news." The king of Asgard gave the Jotun a nod, "Speak." looking at him expectantly. Loki swallowed and took a deep breath. Was that nervosity he felt? "I wish to marry your daughter, princess Y/N." Odin's expression changed. He couldn't hide that he was more than surprised. "You wish to marry my daughter?" "Yes, your highness." The king looked at the prince for quite a few seconds, literally staring him down, before he spoke up again. "Well... You are a of status - a prince, with good manners. A great leader and warrior, future king and the son of my greatest ally... How could I turn such an offer down? You may marry my daughter, prince." Loki couldn't suppress the bright smile which threatened to cross his face. So, he lowered his head in order to hide it. "Thank you, Allfather. I promise to be a good husband for her - but... I have got one more wish. Am I allowed to speak?" "Speak." "I... I don't want this marriage to be arranged." That was Loki's 'condition'.
Yes, he loved you and yes, his father and your father agreed to this, but he didn't want to force you into marrying him. If you didn't love him and didn't want this, the prince wished to accept your decision. Sure, he would be heartbroken, but forcing you to be his wife - to love him, wouldn't change a thing. Loki wanted you to be happy - even if that was the prize he had to pay. He would pay it in a heartbeat.
An almost high-pitched laugh escaped the Allfather's lips, as if Loki just said something scandalous. "You wish this marriage to not be arranged?!" Loki nodded. "Yes, my king. I beg of you." "Why?" "I want princess Y/N to be happy and not bound to a man she doesn't love, because..." The prince paused for a moment, took another deep breath. "Because I truly love your daughter. With all my heart." Once again, Odin just stared at him for a moment. "I owe you and your father. You trained my people to become excellent warriors. Therefore, I'll agree. If my daughter doesn't wish to marry you, she won't." Odin's answer took a load of Loki's mind. He was definitely relieved; took another bow. "Thank you. May I go and speak to her?" "Of course. After all, she is your future wife - perhaps."
That was, what Loki did. A guard led him all the way to your chambers. "I thank you. Leave now." The guard obeyed, bowed and turned to leave. Loki had to take a few deep breaths, before he was ready to knock on your door. Before he was brave enough to knock on your door. After all, a lot had happened between you and him. Not to mention that it was kind of his fault, that you were trapped in your room. He regretted it, but he also had no other choice back then and was hurt as well... Nevertheless, he had to talk to you and take a chance. Otherwise, Loki feared to die, because his heart was aching so painfully for you. So, he knocked; and when your delicate, sweet voice echoed from the other side of the door and told him to come in, a pleasant shiver ran down his spine. It was almost therapeutic to hear your voice again. Taking a last deep breath, the prince stepped inside.
#loki x reader#loki laufeyson#loki x female reader#loki x you#tom hiddleston x reader#loki fanfiction#loki x y/n#loki#loki laufeyson x reader#jotun loki x y/n#jotun loki x you#jotun loki x reader#jotun loki#jotunheim#jotun form
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Someone on Reddit tried to say that Rick only truly loves Beth, and to prove them wrong, so here I am!
tldr:
Character analysis of Rick Sanchez from an autistic fans point of view, understanding his attachment styles.
He'll do anything for BP, if season 6 proves anything, it's that he'll die for BP. He literally admitted to loving him, which I have not heard him tell or say about anyone before in the show. When
he does say stuff like that it is significant. Bird person is the only character on the show he has been openly genuine with.
If season 7 proves anything, Pers is the only one that can sneak up behind him and grab him out of nowhere without getting some snarky comment, mean look, or a left hook. They both care about each other deeply, that is clear. Rick was extremely
upset by the wedding with Tammy. Rick told the bird person how much he respected him more than anyone, even when he contradicted himself by saying nothing matters, he wanted to be with Percy. He wanted to travel with him and spent every moment with him.
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"Then why did you help me?"
"I respect you, and I wanted you to know that you could respect me too."
" But if nothing matters...?"
"You matter! You matter to me."
"Uhhh- Rick... the relationship we have-"
"I never used that word!" - Rick (denialism)
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It's funny how after this he calls him a judgmental dork, and not something much harsher.
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"Why the fuck are you risking your life for that asshole!?" - Memory rick
"Because, you love him."
"You do maybe, but I don't."
"Yeah, yeah, you're real cool. Now, come help me save his life or fuck off, because I don't need you.
(Very much so loves BP.)
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"I'm sorry Rick, but we cannot choose the ones we love" - Pers
"You got that right! Why do you think I'm still fucking down here!?"
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Birdperson mentions that he would be dead if it wasn't for Rick, this also accounts for multiple times now since he brought BP back to life recently. Rick has stuck his neck out for the man so many times contradicting his "nothing matters" front, because that's what it is, it is a horrible coping mechanism to ignore your problems and pretend they don't exist because 'nothing matters'.
Its a problem that I have and I'm working through in therapy myself, it's called Denialism. Because 'if you shut yourself out from the world and your problems, then nothing can hurt you, and they don't exist'. You convince yourself you're in control when you're not, you have the least control, and it fucks you up. Rick isn't truly and fully nihilistic, or else literally nothing would matter to him. He makes sure to keep his Morty alive, he constantly brags on about how he can just get a new family, but he has the same Morty that he's had since the beginning and sticks his neck out for him as well.
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"No, Morty. Because you were too afraid to tell me. What we had was abusive, don't you see? I'm a bad partner, because I never made you a true partner."
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"I was afraid if I jumped in a hole you would just stand there and watch me, you wouldn't even jump in after me!" -Morty
But then Rick in season 1 literally jumped in after Morty when he fell through the garage floor into the Schrodinger's cat void.
"Be good, Morty, be better than me."
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And when Rick starts crying at his memories of Morty in season One, but he refrains from expressing it so that Morty does not become, as he puts it, "cocky" (denialism)
I would also like to point out I feel like in the later seasons he starts calling Morty 'buddy' more?? he's a lot nicer to him than he used to be, and just recently allowed Morty to hug him without pushing him away, actually hugging back. He's also stated that he respects summer very deeply, which if he says that about someone, it really means that he does. He sees his Diane in Summer, and he also implies that summer is like a cat, her affection and respect needs to be earned; unlike Morty's dog like affection that is just given away. But we also hear Rick say that Morty reminds him a lot of himself when he was younger, this implies a lot of parallels.
Memory Rick brought out a lot of Rick that we didn't see previously, a person who wasn't fully tainted by the lack of treating mental Health issues, coping issues, unhealthy attachments, and all the other things that led up to Rick being the way he is. he said his heart broken so many times, he's been backstabbed, he is very hurt person. This doesn't excuse all of his actions but is a very good explanation and reason for why he is the way he is and the way the human psyche copes with it's environment to protect itself. it's like walking up to a caged animal with a taser, these are his defense mechanisms, it makes him look like a dick on the outside but currently it is the only thing that he knows how to do on instinct for protection, and that's why he's in therapy. This is why I believe he's genuinely trying to get better, he can get along with his therapist more than ever, even if he has sly remarks he genuinely listens to Mrs. Wong.
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"I don't like being told where to go or what to do. I consider it a violation."
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"There's a lesson here, and I won't be the one to figure it out"
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"I don't discuss problems, I incinerate them"
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"It was charmingly analog. For a sec, you kind of made me like myself." - Mem Rick
"You'll grow out of it." - Rick
He resents his younger self for helping him and makes sure to mention that he "grew out" of his ability to like himself, Rick has some extreme self-hatred. it's hard to fully love someone or Express a healthy relationship when you can't even have a healthy relationship with yourself.
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"You act like you're the one that got stabbed in the back!" -Morty
"Because I AM THE ONE, Morty. You wanna know why I replaced myself in the beginning of that stupid knights of the morning sun thing!? I SAID don't take the fucking sword! And you were like "Whatever", like I'm our neighbor Jean or David Arquette or something!! You called me boring! I've become dog shit to you! That's what happens when you let people in and they stop respecting you! They touch your shit, they screw things up, they KILL your fuckin family! Go ahead and trust them, you're gonna learn the same fuckin thing." -Rick
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#character analysis#rick and morty#rick sanchez#birdrick#rick n morty#birdperson#morty c137#rick c137#summer smith#dr wong#therapy#mental health discussion#analysis#character development
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So because of @animeomegas writing some soft Dabi, I have some slight brain rot. So here are some snippets of a bunch of different prompts that I got from this generator. I might expand some of them later, but no promises <3
GN!Reader who's also in the LOV and who is very lovesick and chaotic
CW: lots of cursing, one on two innuendos, one slightly angsty prompt where you imply you and Dabi are gonna kill someone but that's to be expected
Alpha breaking into Dabi's room through their window.
Dabi loved you. Did he admit that as often as he probably should? No, but he still did. However, that didn't mean he didn't also think you were the strangest person on the planet.
"Why are you coming through my window? I have a semi-functional door right there." He gestures over to the busted door that Kurogiri had yet to fix.
"I was on the roof. Easier to just come in this way." You shimmy your way through the window and grin when you make it through.
"Why were you on the roof? It's 11 am, people can see you."
"Nobody ever looks up. And I was bird-watching."
He looks at you incredulously. "Is that code that you were looking for Hawks?"
"No. I was actually bird-watching."
"...That's it, I want a refund."
"You can't return me, asshole."
Alpha traveling long distances just to see Dabi.
"I'm back!" You yell, running into his bedroom with a stupid grin.
"...Weren't you in America like an hour ago?"
"Irrelevant, I missed you." You hug him closely and pepper kisses on his face.
"How the fuck did you get back so fast?" He pushes your face away from his.
"The power of love."
"That's bullshit and you know it. You can't break reality and claim love let you do it."
Dabi and Alpha remembering their first kiss… and they have very different takes on it.
"It was our first mission together. We were arguing about what we should be doing, and next thing I know he was kissing me."
"It was a heat-of-the-moment kind of thing."
"It's the hottest thing he's ever done."
"I was threatening to kill them before we did it."
"That made it hotter."
"It was a mistake. They never left me alone after that."
"Aw, love you too."
Dabi gets into a heated argument with someone. Dabi begins threatening them, so Alpha picks up Dabi and carries/drags them out of the room before anyone gets hurt.
Sometimes Dabi and Shigaraki can get a little heated. Literally, in this instance. You can practically feel the heat radiating from your boyfriend across the room and you know he's seconds away from blowing his fuse.
So, you do what you would rationally do in this situation.
When you lift Dabi into you arms, he freezes and you can practically see the gears working in his brain to understand what's happening. You pay him no mind and continue to walk to your shared bedroom.
"Wh- put me down, asshole!"
"Nope."
"Fuck you."
"I mean, if that's what you want."
Dabi hogs all the blankets and Alpha gets cold so they cling tightly to Dabi for warmth.
"You are a walking furnace, why the fuck do you need this many blankets?" you yell in frustration, desperately trying to untangle one from the horde that Dabi has collected.
Wrapped snuggly in his favorite blanket, he flashes you a shit-eating grin. "I still get cold. You don't want me to suffer, do you?"
"I call fucking bullshit. You push me off the bed because being near me is too hot for you."
"I have never done that. I am innocent."
"You're a lot of things, but innocent ain't one."
You finally manage to wiggle one blanket free, but before you even realize what's happening, Dabi manages to snatch it back and add it back into the horde.
You growl in frustration and try again.
Alpha holding Dabi's hands when they are shaking.
Your hands encase his and you meet his eyes.
"Deep breaths."
He closes his eyes and takes a deep, shaky breath. When he opens them again, rage still burns like a forest fire.
"I want him dead. He fucking deserves it."
"I know, and I agree. But you can't let him get in your head like this."
"I don't want to care so much." His twisted expression makes it clear to you the internal battle he's fighting.
"He hurt you. It's natural that you care. But I promise you, we'll put him in the fucking ground."
He chuckles humorlessly and he almost smiles. "Yeah. I'd like that."
Dabi having to comfort Alpha because Alpha just encountered a very large, unpleasant bug outside that scared them.
He was trying so hard not to laugh, but you could tell he's barely holding it in. He pats your back with his fist covering his growing smile.
"There there, it's okay."
You pout and glare at him. "It was a huntsman spider! It was fucking massive!"
His loose hold on his self-control is broken with your comment, and he bursts out laughing.
"Y/N, feared villain across the whole of Japan, spooked by a bug."
"You're a fucking asshole."
"Yeah, but you love it," he grins.
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candela obscura chapter 3 episode 1: oh god everybody's fucked up
I'm here, I fell asleep and missed the start but I'm here
lmao the immediate note-taking
ur really committing to that voice huh liam
marisha made an older character and liam said hold my dentures
STEAMPUNK JAZZY
heyyyy someone else makes the joke I picked up from a stargate episode 20 years ago
liam what was that look
absolutely love ashly's wig
sam looking like he got hit with a cattle prod
what's a sam reigel
why are we getting oscar's CV
"are they hot"
listen I saw the trailer he 100% uses that chain to beat people with
"no one calls you carey, oscar"
oh no he's hot
oh he's kotallo, that's why
the flat cap does look good on sam, I can't lie
y'all that's gay
I like cordelia's little halo
eloise best character
(maybe that's the look liam was giving ashly, eloise vs elsie)
elsie's a werewolf calling it
yesss the old people guilt trip
liam
oscar: I'm gonna punch a ghost
"you're wearing a ball gown. it's the morning."
the maw??
haha it took me until literally this moment to remember ashly is aloy, my ship is reunited
"I'm using my bullshit detector" did you get that cleared with the gm
I like the term "blood and guts doctor"
I've been watching S1G play Slay the Princess and the more they describe her the more she sounds like a Princess variant
oh no lights
liam you did that on purpose
oh Aadtika (?) is a very pretty name
"lung, heart" liver, nerves
"you have an extra house?" "you don't?"
rajan
"you slick son of a bitch"
he IS a slick son of a bitch
oh sam's being THAT character
prepared to spend three episodes threatening to punch oscar in the head and throw him in the pool
("nochi nobody read your free! livetweets" well maybe they should have)
sam doesn't watch the product
liam always wants to roleplay fish and chips
[picks elsie and raj up and shakes them until backstory falls out]
"I'll be as subtle as I can be" smash cut to him beating someone to death with a chain
the docks seems like a terrible place to play baseball
sam
did they do a dndbeyond for candela?
they did!
sam forgot he was short
"high stakes not for harm" but bc it's funny
rajan: oh I am NOT involved, you made that VERY clear
"don't waste that on me" "I agree"
I'm being gaslit bc I've always pronounced "copse" like "cope" with an "s" in it
shades of the old man at my previous psych office yelling about obama's secret weather machine
"I help by SCREAMING"
grandpa's making a wheel for it
[mabel pines voice] grappling hook!
the way sam rolls dice STILL kills me
oh good, everyone else also thinks they should fuck
"why can't we just be friends? oh right, because I don't like you."
what the fuck's a flashlight
"yeah! temperature play! :D" aabria
"do you go down my little hole" "of course!" aren't y'all divorced
oh no an ot3
don't say degloved that means something else
oh I dig that
werewolf!
lights!
were….thing!
oh no aabria's doing the voice
everything goes black, and you die
l…lights?
breathing?
how could crcw not have prepared me for this
immortal asshole oscar grimm
EXCUSE
oh he's an asshole because he gave up the non-asshole bits to bargain with death
hey sam what the fuck
oh hey ashly. ow.
thump thumps? why?
loud??
imagine if oscar coming back just freaked elsie right back into beast mode
there's another hour left of this wtf happens
yessssss "I'd take a bullet for him but I wouldn't go drinking with him" my beloved
local woman realizing that everyone around her is an absolute freak
liam's startled old man noise
"ohhh I'm not good at that"
ACTION GLASSES
wait I don't understand what he just did
oh he did a drug
little bird ;-;
his WHAT
chairsword!
it glows blue when there are nuns nearby
where's that one digital devil saga monster
I desperately need an artist's rendition of this orca-mantis-thing
excuse me
I keep missing the spelling of his sister's name
"oh god everybody's fucked up"
A WHAT built in his WHAT
augh eye stuff no quiero
is noshir lefthanded?
I kind of half-called that
"that felt like twenty. that was a season."
BEEKEEPER
"do you know you're covered in bees?"
I like my women like I like my coffee
"because yours is super chill"
liam you can uncommit to the voice
(he will not)
"drop the skincare routine"
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i'm going to info dump about this and maybe nobody will see it! but this story means so MUCH to me.
imagine you're in the grishaverse okay, you have shadow summoner and sun summoner and holy shit those are teenage criminals that collapse an entire government system because they want money, isn't that incredible? the whole world is a mess, this is true, but what about ... the ocean? who's crossing the seas and making that, too, a laborious task for anyone minding their own business? we already know pirates are a vaugly established group in the universe; everyone insists on calling nikolai one when he presents as sturmond. so where exactly are these pirates?
here enters the ocean's disgrace, a renowned crew of cut throats and criminals who scour the seas for plunder, particularly with the ravkan navy because fuck those guys, am i right? led by imani oakfor, queen of the seas (penned by @riverstyxsarts), this band of pirates is both comic relief when you need it and a look into the lives of characters we don't usually see in the shadow and bone setting. they're different.
imani oakfor, transwoman pirate captain of the ocean's disgrace and renowned for her ferocity and her cruelty ... with enemies, that is.
bones, a disgraced fjerdan who insists he's too old for work and has an infinity for incredibly bad romantic novellas ‐ and he can't even read.
hawk-eye, son of ambassadors turned pirate and imani's lover. once thought to be dead for years, he now makes it a point to be a cocky bastard.
kenji yào, autistic map-maker and bathtime extraordinaire. he's a squaller who's afraid of birds - no, seriously, he is. petrified of them, really. currently dating hare and another member of the crew.
hare hamilton, the quickest thief on the seas. just a young boy from the wandering isles who made due to survive and got a mother figure out of it somehow; imani might as well be his mom for how well he treats him.
fleur meijer, a runaway from the navy after she realized just how bigoted those assholes are. certified woman lover with a heart of gold and courage like no other.
and so many more characters. you don't quite understand how honored i am to write a story with someone so so talented and make entire worlds out of something that im passionate about. these guys invade my brain more than the canon cast of shadow and bone do! i know this was a bit of a doozy but let me know if you want to know more. it's my special interest at this point <3
#shadow and bone#six of crows#the ocean's disgrace#shadow and bone oc#six of crows oc#grishaverse#grishaverse oc
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You, Me, and the Dog Make Three
Author: nickelkeep (@nickelkeep)
Artist: Hexentaenzerin (@hexentaenzerin)
No Major Archive Warnings
Tags: AU - Modern Setting, Friends to Lovers to Friends to Lovers, Dean and Cas need to use their words MORE, Dean and Cas raise a dog together, Past Cas/Inias, Brief Cas/Inias, Angst with a happy ending, Comfortably Queer Castiel, Comfortably Bi Dean, Team Everyone Switches forever
Summary:
Cas thinks he has it all. He has a great job, he's got some of the best friends a guy can ask for, and the most loving, devoted boyfriend one can ask for.
Until it all comes crashing down.
When Inias dumps Cas to take a job across the country, it'll take a Miracle to bring the pieces back together. A miracle in the form of a four-legged fluff ball, brought to Cas by no other than his best friend Dean. Can Dean and Miracle help Cas heal? Or will something come between them and cause everything to fall apart?
Preview:
“Impatient much?” Cas called back as he unlocked the door. “And loud? My neighbors are going to kill you.” He opened the door, finding the spot where Dean should be standing strangely empty. Cas looked down, and his eyes widened as he saw Dean crouching next to something small and fluffy. “Dean? What are you doing? What’s that?”
Dean looked up and smiled before letting go of the mysterious item. “Surprise?”
“Wha—” Cas gasped as a small, tan puppy with curly fur ran to him and started jumping on him, resting its paws on his leg and yapping happily at him. “Dean? What’s this?”
“This is your new best friend, Cas.” Dean stood up, groaning as his knees popped.
“That eager to replace yourself?” Cas laughed as he choked back a sob. “I mean… I don’t understand.”
“Dude. You’ve always wanted a dog. Inias wouldn’t let you have one. That asshole’s gone, and you mentioned last night that you didn’t want to be alone.” Dean rubbed the back of his neck as he smiled. “I figured, two birds, one stone.” He pointed into the apartment. “Can I come in? I got some stuff for you and your new girl.”
Cas stared a moment longer before nodding. “You didn’t have to do this, Dean.”
“Sure I did. You remember my parent’s neighbor, Missouri? Her dog had puppies, and they needed a good home. Everything lined up perfectly.” Dean bent down and grabbed a bag before walking inside. “I made sure to get you some food and some toys for her. She’s already housebroken, but I got you some pads, too, just in case. She is still a puppy, after all.”
“Dean…” Cas walked over to the sofa and sat down. His smile grew broader as his puppy followed and tried to jump on him again. He leaned down and picked her up, placing her in his lap as he scratched behind her ears. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Well, I mean, you can say ‘thank you,’ but it’s not really needed.” He reached into the bag, pulled out a small stuffed toy, and squeaked it, causing the puppy to bark excitedly. “She really liked this one in the store.”
“You keep saying ‘she.’ Didn’t you name her?”
Dean shook his head. “No. She’s your dog, Cas. I may have picked her, but she’s all yours.”
“It’s a miracle how everything just fell in place.” Cas felt the proverbial light bulb go off over his head. He scratched behind the pup's ears again and spoke to her. “Hey there, Miracle.”
“Interesting choice of name there.” Dean handed the toy to Cas, a smile on his face. “I’m glad I wasn’t entirely presumptuous when I got her. It was kind of a last-minute decision.”
“You got me a Miracle when I needed one, Dean. That says a lot about you.” Cas squeaked the toy, causing Miracle to yap and pounce at it. “While she doesn’t heal everything, she’s a very welcome balm.”
POSTING BETWEEN APRIL 23rd AND MAY 6th, 2023!
#deancasswitchbang#dcsb#dcsb2023#You Me and the Dog Make Three#Author: nickelkeep#Artist: Hexentaenzerin
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so. my buddy Pax bullied me into joining this site to promote my services? I don’t really get it but he insisted this would help “get a broader customer base” or whatever. name’s Squall, and I hunt pokémon. why you should come to me rather than some of the other chumps in the business is simple: I’m strong and they ain’t. I can use burst hearts, after all
I know most folks don’t know shit about bursting, so here’s a quick primer. you are a flimsy little human. all around you are big fuckin’ monsters that breathe fire and eat dreams and shit. bursting is how you can borrow that power. if you have a special crystal called a burst heart, you can use it to become half human, half whatever beast is in that heart, all kickass. but burst is super taxing, so you can’t just be some weak nobody. the transformation can seriously fuck you up if you stay in it for too long, and you gotta train your normal body to withstand the change or your first burst WILL straight-up kill you
so when I tell ya I’ve been bursting for decades and can successfully hunt with it, know that means I know my shit. my main hearts are Toxtricity and Kommo-o, and I’ve got a few more I’m still cultivating (they evolve just the same as any other monster and I’m not gambling a Tsareena hunt on holding my own with my Fuecoco heart. that’s a death sentence). shipping is handled by Pax and their buncha Tranquill. it’s faster than the average Pelipper service, but does have a lower max weight per bird, so keep that in mind
oh yeah and I like music. making and listening. Pax said I should share that to be more approachable, because and I quote “hon you even sound like somebody shat in your bed over text.” dick.
anyway yeah. send me your requests. I always have a good stockpile of clean bones, plus some other easy-to-keep shit, and my Zigzagoon heart gives me a decent nose to track with. if it’s in the area I’ll find it. contact info and rules below
OOC STUFF!
Oops, my self control slipped lmao
This blog is inspired in part by @zekrom-sword, and is also borrowing the concept of Burst from the Pokémon REBURST manga (see that link for a Bulbapedia page). Like Kama’s blog, this one is set in a world with much more dangerous Pokémon, and will be dealing with more serious topics such as Pokémon death, which will be tagged as “cw [trigger]” as needed. Please don’t hesitate to ask for things to be tagged! Blue text on this blog is ooc talk, and will also be marked off in {{curly brackets}} if not under a cut. I’m not gonna outright forbid adult topics on this blog, but keep it tasteful, and if I find out you’re a minor participating in those discussions you will be blocked
Squall (he/him) is somewhere in his mid-to-late 30s, and has been hunting for nearly 2 decades. He’s not especially tech savvy, and kind of abrasive, but he’s doing his best to survive in a world with deadly monsters. The intent is that he’s largely just an asshole that sometimes disregards others’ feelings. That said, he does not understand eebydeebies and is pretty hostile to them. Please tell me if I overstep with you, because I don’t wanna create a hostile roleplaying environment
Pax (he/they) is roughly 30. He raises Pidoves for his own delivery service, and sometimes as food, but they don’t engage in any hunting of their own. I won’t be making them their own blog, but he might chime in on this one on rare occasions. That text will be pink.
Squall’s roster of burst hearts is as follows: Toxtricity, Kommo-o, Fuecoco, Galarian Zigzagoon. Yes, he does have a musical motif lmao
My main blog is @tlblitz, and I also run @tlblitzle, @zenith-exploration-guild, and @delta-holonfoil
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[Magi rewatch] Episode 14: Alibaba’s Answer [Part 2]
With no context it's like they're just chatting
This is still so fucking hilarious. The fact that he just went and said, yeah, pretend we didn't lose any right and all that, pretty please
She needed a moment to process it.
I feel like the manga showed better how Alibaba's 100% aware his argument is bullshit, but this one might be a bit overthinking on my part. In the manga simply Alibaba's and Ka Koubun's thoughts align, where here we only get Ka Koubun being like this is bs, and Alibaba thinking the argument is forced. It's not as jarring as many other changes, but can be misunderstood if you're not paying attention.
When the princess actually decides to tell the Emperor about some bratty prince's pseudoarguments, rather than disregard them entirely right away.
It's a slight difference here. In the manga Alibaba thinks more about Kougyoku's lack of authority and the fact that she doesn't want to get married, while in the anime he comments how she folds easily under pressure, and then the marriage thing. Obviously, I like the manga version more - there's more of Alibaba understanding the circumstances, but the anime isn't that bad either, as it frames it as him just being able to read her that easily.
One day his bs will save your country, you don't even know
Still, you gotta appreciate the fact that she didn't actually fold that easily.
Also, yeah, yeah, Kougyoku spam. She's my beautiful daughter, I'll do what I want.
Your time to shine, Womanizer of the Seven Seas (fuck you, tho, not literally)
But also Jesus fuck. I wasn't sure bc of the wording, tho looking back, yeah, it was obviously that, but he's just saying that, yeah, Balbadd's joining the SSA, so it'd be hard for the Emperor to try to conquer Balbadd, and I'm like, bro, you've been waiting for this moment.
Ok, a change, in the manga Sinbad is surprised to have Alibaba join in. And also Alibaba is, once again, much calmer about it. Here he does kinda look like he's clutching at straws, while in the manga he was talking like it was obvious, how did you not know about it?
But also, it does make me think about that time he later used Sinbad's name to get the pirates sent to Sindria, rather than potentially becoming slaves and all that. It's kind of funny. But in his defence, Sinbad started, and he just rolled with it, and also later did the same again, so.
God, she looks so tired.
Can't blame you, girl.
Grl no
The way he's just running after her yelling "Himegimi! Himegimi!" XDDD
"This really just happened?"
The way his shoulders just fell
Proud dad
Honestly, that's a really sweet moment
Shame it's about to get really, really bad soon
Grl no
GRL NO
NO GRL NO HE'S AN ASSHOLE
Live Ka Koubun reaction
Ok, so, stuff changed. In the manga Alibaba tells them more to do, Sahbmad & Barkak included, while some stuff is skipped, which, alright, but then we have Barkak being like, yea, people will call for our execution alongside the previous kind, so let us atone for our sins by death, and like ???? First of all, in the manga it's Alibaba who says that people will want 23rd executed, but he'd rather send him to be held in confinement, since he still doesn't want to kill his own brother, and then he's like there's no laws yet, anyway. In the naime there's, like I've said, this whole Barkak being yo so we're gonna die, too, k, and Alibaba's like how about no there's no laws for it anyway, I need you guys to help build a republic, and like. Is it for the sake of drama or what. Also he kinda makes it sound like he wants 23rd to help, too, he doesn't even mention the confinement.
Kinda lmao
speech time
Huh, I thought it'd be a bit longer, but we cut to Banker really fast
I mean. It looks a little silly. I know it's about there being a lot of them, but it looks like these birds are simply that big
I can't believe Aladdin just exploded
Bye bye, Aladdin!
Ok, back to speech. And also the building is so pretty.
How loud is he speaking, actually.
Oh, hi there, in the manga... tbh, I don't think we know where you are in the manga.
You're about to stop smiling very, very soon
: ' )
Also, ngl, The Bravery is growing on me a little bit. It has that nostalgic feel to it, y'know? It reminds me about SAO's Crossing Field a little.
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Big Shiggy Daddy ch7
Moth Shigaraki is such a good daddy (yes he is an actual father to a trap daughter), but a mean yandere, even though you are his favorite darling.
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Hawks wants you to be his good baby chick and be quiet when he takes you to the Doctor's. It may be your only chance to run.
Shigaraki suspects there is a traitor but Chouka is more interested in having her mommy back. Shigaraki sets aside his paranoia to be a good daddy. He uses his human counterpart to implement the LOV's stupid plan.
Warning: Yandere Moth Shigaraki, non/con, kidnapping, death threats, somnophilia, NSFW, cussing, incel rat
Ch6
Chapter 7:
Shigaraki was not expecting the high-pitched enraged tantrum that exploded his way when he told Chouka mommy would be gone for a few days.
"LLLLLIIIIIARRR! You lie!" she screeched. Chouka yanked clumps of her hair out. They fell to the floor, a strange contrast to the pink room.
"I'm not lying. Quit hurting yourself. She won't be home for a while. But we," Shigaraki was patiently saying when Chouka snarled at him.
"I told you something bad would happen!" Chouka shouted, then all communication ceased as she shrilly roared. The protection spells he felt etched in his skin began to burn. He Grabbed Haco and locked the door of the room behind them. Even the crag rat fled from her wrath.
She was his daughter. No doubt about it. He would be proud of that rage if she didn't set her sites on him.
He went to check on the crystals in the forbidden room. They are holding strong. Thank the gods for small miracles. Because apparently, Chouka was tearing up her room in a fury. With magic strong enough to change time and space, she could erase him and herself from existence without these safeguards. Haco stared wide-eyed at the shaking door. The brat shoots him an unconvinced look as if this is his fault.
"Wipe that smug look off your face. I have news for you this is what all women are like," Shigaraki informed Haco.
"True that, brother," Mr. Chew squeaked.
"Only when you lose them," Haco retorted.
"That's rich coming from a Beta male like you, bro," Mr. Chew responded like the alpha he was. After all, Chouka liked him waaay better than this fiery little brat.
Shigaraki pointed to the disgusting rat.
"That protected her better than you, little boy. You want to impress my little girl, then be helpful for a change. Help find her mother and go gather ingredients," Shigaraki snarls.
"I know how to make my girlfriend happy," Haco huffed as Shigaraki walked away.
"Whoa, make no mistake, you are only Chouka's plan b. Like in beta cuck. When it came time to protect the little goddess, it was all this alpha this guy gets it," Mr. Chew chuckles and points at Shigaraki's retreating form.
But of course, no one can hear him. Lightfoot is now calling himself Mr. Chew because the little goddess named him it. He is starting to miss the dumb cunt who understood him. She always appreciated his wicked burns. His little goddess was upset the dumb twat was gone. Like a good Alpha, he needs to make his goddess happy.
These assholes can't understand him when he told them it was some bird creature that took the stupid yappy woman away. He can smell it in the air. Shigaraki, who is generally on it, doesn't recognize its scent, but Mr. Chew does. As much as it will crush his little goddess to lose his much-needed comfort, he will find the talker. In the arguments over gathering females for an exchange, Mr. Chew slips out unnoticed.
You are not having a better time.
Hawk is all over the place with his emotions. He asks so many questions. He gathers a bunch of different things in an endeavor to please you, which is just bizarre while you are being bound and gagged for sixty percent of the day.
"I would like not to be shoved back in a sack today," you huff.
"Females are desperately coveted. Normally sensible knights would slaughter each other over you. The sack is needed. I have to bring you in front of the board and tell them what I have done … soon," he says.
"Soon?" you ask. You get a rare glimpse of the real him, and it is terrifying.
"It wouldn't have to be at all if you choose me. Tell me you want to be with me, and I will keep you hidden and happy," he demands. He has a hungry gleam in his eyes. You have to be so careful with this monster. You never considered that Shigaraki would be the least scary fucker you met in this world.
"You are so sweet. But Shigaraki is dangerous, and I don't want you to get hurt over me. Besides, I'm old. Can't even have babies anymore. Trading me in will get you a pretty girl your age. Breeding age," you tell him.
He is painfully quick. Gripping your face in his tight grasp, the tip of his fingers dig into your jaw, and his yellow eyes bore into yours.
"Don't bother pretending you care about my desires. I want the authentic you. I want to taste your real yearning again. You do bring up a good point. Can't keep you if you are infertile. You are of perfect breeding age as far as I'm concerned, but it's not all about me. Doubt you will be good to trade if Shigaraki knows you can't produce. Quite the conundrum for me," he says.
Hawks is rubbing that stupid chin hair in contemplation. You wish you could yank it off. His eyes shoot to you, and that stupid smile is back. He has made a decision. Smiling, he demands you get back in the sack, or he would be brutal about it. You squeak, wriggling to do as he asks because he hasn't hesitated to smack or lightly cut you if you so much as looked like you were about to argue. He knew how to cause mind-blowing pain with little effort.
"I will take you to someone that can fix you. Be a good little chick and stay quiet. Don't open your mouth unless I tell you to. If you so much as breathe too loud, I'll drop you until you are a broken mess. Another conundrum, I might be tempted to do it anyways to keep the others from touching you," he grins, closing the sack. You push down your panic because he will absolutely hurt you for breathing too hard. He hefts you with a grunt of irritation.
"Sometimes I wish you were not such a good girl like before," he says as the wind cuts right through the bag.
"I already contacted the Heroes. They are stalling. In the meantime, if I could just get this device to work. Over in the other world, we will be able to tell if we can at least grab a couple of hundred females," Mr. compress says, fiddling with the phone. Using a magic circle to force a signal to the other world. It fails spectacularly.
"Still doesn't solve the issue of transportation even if that worked," Shigaraki growls.
“Such a naysayer,” Toga says.
"This will give us an idea of how many females we can grab get if we can get it to work," Dabi reiterates for the thousandth time. Shigaraki doesn't want to do it, so he is digging in his heels, holding out hope for when he hears back from the other side. Drinking and becoming more stubborn. He is powerful enough to puncture through to the other side but is making excuses not to.
"Chouka can do it. She knows the technology too," Compress suggests.
"The protections have been damaged, and I would never let anyone use my daughter. Do we understand each other?" Shigaraki snarls. Dabi subtly intervenes.
"Those heroes crossed a line. This is an act of war," Dabi says when Shigaraki whirls on him.
"This wasn't them! There's a traitor among us," he roars. They stare at him in shocked silence, "The more I think about it, the more confused I am. Both my girls are unregistered. Only the school knows about my daughter. Only the people in this room know about my mate. Know where I live and how to get past my security. Someone must have talked."
"Yeah, it was you," Haco snorts, "You have been flying all over town buying junk. Either you have some new weird kinks or you have a woman and child. As for your security, anyone with wings can get past them."
Shigaraki wanted to rip him apart, but Chouka is there clinging to the boy, and when he thinks about it; that could be true.
"We better get in gear because if the other side does have her, it won't be long before they figure out she's not of this world. Once that happens, they will demand for more than three hundred women. I wouldn't be surprised if a war broke out in a few years' time," Compress cuts the tension.
"I'm ready to help. I will be a good girl if it helps find mommy. It was all my fault," Chouka sniveled. Shigaraki growls and gathers Chouka up in his arms. Reassuring it was never her fault. It's whoever took her. He will be a good daddy and find mommy.
"You don't need to help or worry. I will take care of it," Shigaraki rasped.
"But Mr. Compress doesn't know how to use a cell phone. Do you know how?" Chouka said.
"No. He can learn to use it himself. I will take the price of using the magic," Shigaraki reassured.
"How about Twice and I show you our newest play?" Toga offers.
"Can we play tea party too?" Chouka asked.
"Absolutely," Toga says, walking back to the room with her. Shigaraki shoots the little shit Haco a death stare. He might be right but saying that made Chouka feel it was her fault.
"Hand me the damn phone. I will fix this," He snarls. Pulling out the flyer, memorizing it in case he gets a little lost. He knows how to get this done without risking himself too much. All magic comes at a price, but possession is one of the many secret abilities that didn't cost him as much.
His Sensei gave him many practical abilities like it. If he opens a portal and reaches in, the cost to his people will be minor. He would never confess this, but having a physical connection to the other world was best. Since his mate and child are here, he must do the disgusting. Seek out his human self.
Reaching out with his magic, he remembers. The first time he had you. Legs spread and all his. His long tongue runs from your knee up to your sweet valley. His skilled tongue taking a timid taste before, he pulls back to look at your glistening pussy, savoring the heady bitter-sweet flavor. The pure scent is all you and lured him in the first place. You smelled like desire as if you ached for him as he ached for you.
He couldn't resist. He wants to remember everything for a thousand years. His feelers are waving over your lusty body, constantly monitoring for the slightest hint of waking up. The door between the worlds painfully opens.
His scalp feels peeled back like an orange. His mind flayed with a dull knife. Shigaraki stretches his control further. Touching his human self, forcing his shut third eye open.
He snakes his tongue back in your wet hole, sucking as much of you into his mouth, kissing your lips in the most intimate french kiss he could imagine. His long tongue plunged deeper into your depths. Until he can feel another hole in the back that makes you groan and squirm when he gently tastes you. You moan and buck your hip on his mouth. He darts his long tongue in and out of you. Drinking and swallowing every drop with lewd-smacking sounds filling the air.
His claws dig into his counterpart's mind.
You are fucking his face, your soft walls fluttering on his tongue as he dips his tongue deeper. He pulls away abruptly, leaving you mewling and dripping wet. A thrilling tingle travels down his spine to his core, hearing you whine for him to be back inside you. He grabs your panties and wipes his mouth with the crotch. Proud of the wetness you had just made for him. His chapped lips moistened; he started to kiss his way up to your center.
Primal Moth Shigaraki settles at the back of the human mind.
Human Shigaraki wakes with a start. He was having a pleasant dream about eating a pretty lady's pussy as an insect monster. It has him hard and considering a few prostitutes. He snorts at himself. No way would he eat a whore's pussy, but that pretty lady in his dream didn't seem like a pro. He was tired of the skanks, and the citizens cried too much. But that one was a perfect balance. He thinks about it, stroking himself a little. It felt real. He believes he can kind of taste pussy on his tongue. He closes his eyes and drifts back to that sweet dream.
Gliding his claws up your sides, pushing up your shirt, he kisses and nuzzles the warm flesh of your chest. The light prickles of his claws make you giggle lightly in your sleep. Kneading your breasts, smothering himself in your scent, running his thumbs over your hardening nipples.
That's right. This is fun, isn't it? Pick up your phone. Let's have a little more fun. He encourages his human self to allow him use of his hands. The trick is teasing the mind into thinking this is what it wants. His other self is a horny high tensioned mess. It was easy. He took over the motor skills while keeping the mind occupied with that sweet memory. His human self relaxes and eases into the memory.
His wings vibrate as he captures one nipple in his mouth, sucking eagerly with a pathetic moan. You suck in a breath, your eyes fluttering, and he freezes. His premonitions have never been wrong, yet he can sense you waking. His heart racing, the excitement of almost being caught has him leaking. You screaming and squirming under him could be fun.
His Mothman self agrees. He lets his human self have free rein. He searches, rooting around his human self's mind and finding the information that he needs.
"Kitty, soft kitty," you mumble, running your fingers in his fur. The sensation is making his internal cock and balls ache with desire. Your nails are grazing his skin deep in his coat, sending shudders through his core. Cock fully unsheathed, throbbing with his increasing pulse leaking pre-cum.
He takes a picture of the flyer and sends it to the proper parties. He is annoyed this isn't going faster. The human self is getting heated quickly. He mentally shakes his head. His human self has no patience.
You moan as pearls drip on your waiting hole. He wants it. He is getting so eager he roughly parts your legs wide for him. He doesn't care if you wake. Lining himself up to your slutty hole, he thrusts himself in at once. Your tight walls are drooling and sucking him in. He keeps his fur in your face, his scent close to you as you pet the kitty.
But your eyes shoot open and see he is no kitty. He clamps his hand over your mouth. Your screams against his palm are hot. Your violent struggles to push him out and off feel amazing. Setting all his nerves on fire with pleasure.
Fuck, it's getting harder to control this body with such a wonderful distraction playing out in the back of this mind.
"Shut up. These things on my head are sensitive to smells and sounds. I can make this hurt more with this big dick," he snarls. Your eyes glisten with tears. He bucks his hips hard. You struggle, trying to bite his hand.
Moth Shigaraki has finally gotten a reply.
He gives three sharp chirps when he has bottomed out, your tightness pulling against him as he thrusts. Your muffled moans hitch as he pounds into you. Your struggles stop as you stare at him with wide-eyed fear.
"You are so tight. Are you a little virgin?" He asks. He removes his hand briefly enough for you to answer.
"If you want me to be," you snivel. He covers your mouth again and takes a deep whiff of your fear. You shiver under him, and he gives you a shark's smile.
"Good answer. I like you," he chuckles. Your nails are digging into his pecks. He can feel you lightly fucking him back, hips rolling, helping him grind deeper. Kissing your cervix. Your legs kick out in a feeble attempt to struggle from him. Your wriggles only arch you more up into him. He half knots at the sensation of your hip connecting.
"Yeeesssss, you like that, don't you?" he hisses in your ear. You shake your head and scream, digging your heels in the bed. Hitting his chest as he laughs at your efforts. He is close to shoving his knot in you. When it's full and inflated, it's as thick as his fist. His wings are beating loudly, the vibrations titillating your slick walls, his wings pushing him deeper. He is so close. Your pussy grips him perfectly. He groans as he pulls most of the way out of you. Only to drive himself so deep his knot inflates instantly with a feral snarl, "Liar! I can tell by the way you feel against me. I can sense it. Your little body is much more honest."
The sudden full stretch causes your orgasm to cascade, tightening like a vice around his knot, pulling a primal growl from deep within him. You're muttering as you moan and arch. He creates a purring rumble in his chest. Waves of bliss make it hard to think when he lifts his hand. Your poor face was bruised with a handprint. You look so beautiful, ravished, and limp.
Your silken hair fanned out, tangled, and mussed up from his fucking. Your chest is heaving and jiggling provocatively. He kisses those soft, bruised lips roughly. His Moth self might get stuck here if he doesn't pull away from his doppelganger now. He quickly erases all the activity he has on his phone. You're pulsating spasms are milking every drop into your waiting womb. It feels like you are pulling straight from his taut sack. He pants as you gasp in his ruff, your hot breath fanning over his raw and tender skin. Shudders tingle down his spine to his middle.
"You are a monster," you sob. The sad waver in your voice makes his cock twitch in you. He shrugged. That was not the first time he had been called that. He lifts to see where you are connected. He has a lot more scars and bite marks. Your legs are shaking, and your toes curled. He's not done with you not by a long shot.
"Yes, but you liked it. The fur on my groin is wet and matted with your juices. Damn, why can't I pull out? Uh, fuck, that feels good. Did my cock knot? That wasn't my thing until now. I've never been happier, and I've had a string of professionals. I get to do this again soon. For most of your lifetime," he laughs. He doesn't know how he knows this, but the human is tapping into his feral instincts. He wants to breed and fight. Moth Shigaraki wretches himself away.
"Jason! He came all over me," Spinner whined.
"Quit bitching. You know you like it, lizard," Dabi replied. Shigaraki is panting, struggling for air. He wipes the blood and froth from his mouth, "Hey, I think he's in control again."
Shigaraki shoves them off him. He looks down to see he has clawed himself open on his chest. A puddle of cum soaking the front of his pants, dipping down to his knees. His head felt split open. Reaching up, he winces and pulls his fingers away with more blood. Looking around, it looks like a disaster zone.
"Human me goes all out," he rasped. He was confused about how his human counterpart was able to manipulate and tap into things he wasn't supposed to. He never paid much attention to his doppelganger. He viewed him as an inferior product to himself and to be avoided. If the two ever physically met, who knows what kind of disaster could befall both worlds.
"We thought you might be trying to kill yourself. You slammed your head so hard on the table you smashed it and all these mugs of coffee. You have been catatonic and twitching for hours," Spinner huffed with big concerned eyes. Shigaraki patted him on the shoulder in reassurance.
"You did it!" Compress shouts in glee. Showed everyone the cell in excitement. Flood of messages. Compress pulls out a heal potion for Shigaraki, "What is an events planner?"
"It's what we need to set up the event. At least that's what my doppelganger thinks," Shigaraki felt a little woozy when he read the text.
Dear Mr. Shimura.
I can't! I just can't express how excited I am to work with you on this event. I was blinded by the brilliance. I can honestly say I have never seen anything this exciting cross my desk in my twenty-three years in this industry. Based on this absolute success, we might even be able to turn this into an annual festival. Here is the breakdown of the cost. I already have an excellent working relationship with Hosu. The moment you wire me the deposit of thirty million yen along with the signed contract, this could be one of the largest matchmaker singles lady events in the nation's history. I can promise you much more than six hundred patrons with all the free offers. Can I add that I am spiritually moved? I believe in your cause. Love is a beautiful message. I, too, also share your concerns about our plummeting birth rate.
Thank you for choosing Pinkipie party extravaganza event planning co.
CEO Mr. Watanabe xxxxxx
"How do you pronounce all those exes?" Spinner asked.
"It doesn't matter. I already dedicate half our treasury to this, and this amount is nothing. A promise of more than six hundred! What's a Hosu?" Compress asked, shaking with delight.
"It's a city. Without Kurogiri, you better figure out a way to steal a city," Shigaraki groans, leaning against Spinner, rapidly falling asleep.
You gasp and brush your hair out of your eyes with your tied hands. Hawks had let you thump you to the ground. The mental torture of suspecting he had dropped in the air panicked you. Hawks smiles and hugs you for reassurance. You pretend it's reassuring by hugging him back, but it is a sick mind game you know he's playing. You have been around Shigaraki enough to know. But even Shigaraki wasn't this cruel.
"Don't worry, little chick. If I ever drop you, I'll let you know why first. How else will you learn," Hawks grins. He stands and slams his fist on a bell. You look around and see you are in a fancy waiting room. The men that step out from the back are Dr. Chisaki and Rappa.
You have no idea about the Doctor. But You know about Rappa. Years ago, he would get patched up at a vet's office you did an internship at. He stopped coming when he joined the yakuza. Oh shit. You don't like any of this. The Dr. Moves the bell away from Hawks.
"How can I help you, Hawks?" The Doctor asked with an annoyed, muffled tone behind a plague mask. He looks like a creepy bird. What was with Hawks and birds? It was disturbing. Hawks giddily grabbed your cheeks to show off your face.
"I stole myself a cute little arcane mute. Isn't that right, baby chick?" He gushes sweetly. Only you know that's a threat. He will do something nasty if you open your mouth, so stay mute. You nod fiercely. The strange doctor eyes you like a curious bird.
"Very pretty. Her being a mute must have been why she wasn't snatched up. Although in truth, I find a silent woman far more appealing. You have the worst timing," the Doctor said callously. You broke out in gooseflesh and squirmed under his scrutiny. Hawks laughed, then shook his head.
"You and me both. No. It's because she's infertile. Fix her up for me on the down-low, and I'll pay you triple," Hawks said.
"Do you want me to repair her vocal cords?" The Doctor asked, getting closer. Yellow eyes are raking over you in disdain.
"I thought we agreed she would be better off with her little mouth shut. Just the fertility," Hawk beams. Kissing you on the forehead a sharp poke of a feather at your back. The message is loud and clear. You say anything, and he will be cruel and cut you.
"You have the worst timing. We just had an earthquake. Didn't you feel it?" The doctor huffs.
"I felt it, but I expect quick services if I'm paying these prices," Hawks growls.
The Doctor sighs and snaps his fingers. Rappa lifts you, carrying you to a room in the back. You struggle against your restraints to no avail. Rappa Pins you down to the table. You almost yelp out loud. Instead, you make a pitiful whimper.
He spreads your legs and ties them down. When he rips away your pants, you jerk in fear, exposed to the creep doctor. The Doctor pulls on gloves sitting between your legs. Shoving his fingers roughly and unceremoniously in your pussy. He didn't even bother to spit on them.
"Not a whore. Nice and tight," he says, staring at you. You shudder in disgust as he painfully stretches your hole open for him to look inside you. You never felt so violated. Not even Shigaraki said disgusting things before hurting you. The Doctor's brow furrows. He pulls back and finds a horse needle. He fills it and starts coming towards you. You are thrashing, more scared of this guy than Hawks.
You open your mouth to scream for Hawks to help you when a large hand covers your mouth. A sharp sting in your neck makes you squeal in surprise. Your head swims, and it feels like you are floating. It feels amazing. Someone is asking you questions, and you giggle.
"Whaaaat?" you ask.
"I said get your ass moving, you dumb twat! What is wrong with you? Are you on your period?" Mr. Chew squeals. You plunge to earth, snapping to reality. Looking around, it seems like a war scene in a movie. Was there another earthquake? Your mind slowly wanders. You have no idea how much time has passed.
"Where did you get her? She is not of this world! She admitted it to my bullet. I pulled this from her. I've never seen what this is made of! It is an alien compound!" The Doctor shouts, holding up your IUD to Hawks.
Hawks is laughing, covered in blood, mocking the Doctor for being too slow. The Doctor touches the ground, and spikes shoot up from the floor. Hawks dodged and sent feathers at Kai. Oh fuck, that is bad, you think. A sharp bite on your pinky brings you back to the rat. The little fuck head bit you.
"Move! I chewed through the ropes. Now is the time to run. While they are measuring their tiny scary dicks!" Mr. Chew snarls. You try to stand on your wobbly legs and flop over. You look like a newborn foal while you struggle against the effects of the drugs. It takes you five more tries before you stand and stumble towards the exit.
The nasty incel rat is ridding your shoulder while screaming obscenities at you.
Chapter 8
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so let’s talk about my baby lucien ‘cause his trauma is so tremendously overlooked
starting with his past, namely what happened to jesminda, the fact that he’s been hunted by his brothers and had to kill one of them, his “father” hating him and having his fucking eye carved out by amarantha
this is already a whole lot, but throw in fifty years trying to get tampon off his ass with no avail until the very last moment, knowing it would lead to their downfall and his possible death (‘cause while tampon was to go utm to be amarantha’s consort and be treated like a king, he would’ve probably met his death eventually)
and that’s not even the end of it. so tampon failed, they are now under the mountain and he probably has to sleep with one eye open (if he manages to sleep at all) because his assholes brothers and father might as well try to get rid of him while he’s there; then feyre gets there and he almost gets his mind crushed by rhys (don’t know if he would’ve done it, but I’m assuming so ‘cause he didn’t quite have a choice beyond how clean the death would be); he then gets dealt twenty lashes by his best friend and high lord for helping his friend survive just to be tortured and almost killed (again) in feyre’s second trial; then he watches someone he’s come to care about die
you’d say it’s enough right? wrong. he gets out from utm just to have to deal with tampon’s outbursts, abuse and his own helplessness in helping feyre and don’t get me started on damned ianthe; I can’t even begin to think what he went through with tamlin after feyre left; just to then find his mate, who doesn’t want him, and have to live with the fact that he involuntarily played a part in one of the most traumatic moments of her life; then he decides to leave the place he has called home for a very long time to go to a court he thinks delights in torture and death just to see her and after that leave again for a very dangerous journey to find some bird (lmao, love vassa) and then come back and fight in a fucking war
it’s not like it’s a competition but I feel like all of this is often dismissed like nothing; when I say he deserves happiness at last I really mean it and I’ve come with receipts lmao
like people are constantly complaining that lucien was different in acomaf but they never stop to think that he probably has ptsd from utm too and maybe there’s a reason he’s not as funny and sassy (still love him to death)
this is not to excuse him not helping feyre, he could’ve done more but his trauma is always dismissed and almost nobody tries to understand why he’s changed
#acotar#acomaf#acowar#acofas#acosf#rhysand#feyre#inner circle#velaris#lucien vanserra#night court#elain archeron#elucien#under the mountain#amarantha#high lord rhysand#high lady feyre#helion spell cleaver#helion#high lord of the day court#high lord of day#day court#tampon#spring court
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I am sooo sick of hearing the "It's for kids!" excuse. I get that children aren't going to notice or care about minor animation/art errors, overthink the complexities of politics or real life issues, or loose sleep over every single plot thread not being tied up or every corner of lore being explored. But it's not an excuse to make your characters look like complete idiots, or not try to tackle more mature subjects with some class. I don't want to hear it when fucking Big Bird learned about death all the way back in the early 80s. Metal Sonic and Eggman are repeat offenders who WILL come back to start shit, and Sonic just letting them go without even keeping an eye on them makes him look really fucking stupid. And that's not getting into the creepy implications of Sonic wanting Eggman to stay as Mr. Tinker.
It's antiquated, because by 2022, we had plenty of cartoons aimed at kids that dared to tackle complex issues. Why did Friendship of Magic gain such a massive fanbase and pretty much revolutionized cartoons after the late 2000s slump? You think they were all horny for the horsies? Or maybe it's because Lauren Faust fought against the idea that things aimed at children or girls didn't deserve as much effort as other media?
It's ageist, because you're implying that children are too stupid to understand anything more complex than black and white morality.
It's insulting towards your critics, obviously, but also towards your fans - whether you mean it or not, you're implying that they're also stupid for caring so much about something aimed at children. And if you're not, if they get to praise the "depth" of your writing, then you're a damn hypocrite.
It's insulting towards the games, the series you're now working for, sneering at them for being "simple" and for not growing together with its audience (nevermind that the Sonic series has wide appeal and it's not strictly for kids).
It's insulting towards yourself, because really? You are more willing to admit that you're writing a stupid story rather than conceding a point? How fucking petty do you want to be?
It's cowardly, because nobody asked you to insert Mr. Tinker's subplot, or turn Sonic into a priest, or create Surge. Since Mr. Tinker was introduced, you communicated that you wanted to write a deeper story. Don't you dare backpedal from that.
It's a blatant lie, because I've read IDW since Issue #1, and I did not dream the horror show that was the Metal Virus arc, and I did not dream Surge and Kit whose backstories are rooted in realistic, nauseating abuse. That's what you consider a "children's fantasy"?
All of this because Flynn couldn't consider the idea that people had problems with his writing. Much like he seems to think that the only people who aren't happy with Starline's anticlimatic death are stans who wanted him to have a happy ending. He had to make a complete fool of himself and insult everyone involved with his stupid comic (heh, I get to call it that and know it's Word of God <3), because he's a mediocre writer who only had the biggest, most unfair stroke of luck in existence to get to the place he's in now, and he's not used to people not getting in line to prostrate at his feet.
This asshole brushes off Sonic and yet is working on the next big game.
I hope he gets burned out as soon as he's done with Frontiers. Or better yet, that he does something so indefensible that his fans will start to treat him like they treated Pontaff.
#sonic the hedgehog#fans don't look#<- so apparently posts tagged anti idw sonic appear in the idw sonic tag#until now i was pretty annoyed because i tagged it out of respect#now i'm happy#idw fans read what your idol has said
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fabrics of love curtain truth
You’re a good girl, your mother would often tell you. Her chest puffed out and swollen with pride as she showcased your high scores to her adult friends who could only scowl in envy, quietly muttering angrily at how unruly their own children were. Muttering things along the lines of,” If only Marcus could be like that,” or, “They’d rather play video games than study, ugh.”
However, you never did quite understand why comparing one’s children to another was something that parents did. In your eyes, it made no sense. Like papa said, everyone’s special in their own way...right? Or did you miss something? Was there a group of children that were more special than them? More elite? And furthermore, were you a part of this elite class of children?
Your mind urged for you to make voice of your conflict, your lips already forming into the shape of a syllable when all of a sudden you heard a child’s cry. It broke through the usual quietness of the park, which consisted of parent’s hushed gossip, children giggling and gaggling, and the occasional flutter of bird’s wings. The scream was as clear as a newly made bell, so clear and loud that it made your ears ache.
Huffing in annoyance, you dusted off the invisible dirt off from your shorts and headed towards the direction of the scream. Your mouth ready to scold the maker of said screech. Had the child not taken into account the sensitivity of one’s hearing? How rude.
Quickly walking towards yet another mini-park that was just deeper into the trees, you frowned at the sight you found before you. There, not even a few yards away, was a group of three boys surrounding a much smaller boy. Horrified expressions on his flushed face as the larger group threatened to hurt him again.
Wait, no.
“Go to hell, you asshole!” Shouted the blond from the two boys, standing in front of his cowering friend in the effort of protecting him from the violence.
It was a group of three versus a pair.
The biggest one of the bullies clicked his tongue, a look of annoyance glazing over his chubby face, “Oh? And what are you going to do about it, Bakugou? You don’t got your quirk yet, you’re defenseless.” Upon pointing this little detail out loud, the boy’s, Bakugou, eyes widened. His curled fist trembling ever-so-lightly.
“Tch,” and within a single second, the three boys were thrown over the small fence that divides the sidewalk from the grass and onto the lovely cushion of a bush. The two boys watching the whole ordeal with amazed expressions, their mouths open in shock at what had just occurred unexpectedly.
You continued, “So annoying.” Hearing the sound of your complaint, the two males gazed off into your direction. Watching as you fixed the sleeves of your crimson sweater, one of your brows twitching as you desperately tried to pop the button of your cuff into the hole.
Swallowing down his fear, the boy who had once been hiding behind their friends back came out from hiding. Biting his lip, he slowly walked over to you, hands going to grab the cuff of your sweater. Allowing you to pause your motions, he carefully fitted the button through the hole, you noted the way he shook like a leaf as he did so.
“Thanks,” you replied. Straightening the sleeve down whilst he took a step back, moving forth to stand behind the blond, who gazed at you with a look of pure admiration.
“Di-Did you do that?” You nodded, your focus still on fixing the wrinkles of your outfit. At least you hadn’t dirtied your shoes. White most definitely does not look good with mud stains.
“W-Wait-! Really?” The green-haired exclaimed, face popping from behind Bakugou’s shoulder. His eyes, wide and excited.
Your face darkened, “Are you calling me a liar?”
He froze, face staining with anxiety as he furiously sputters word out, “N-No! I did-didn’t mean to o-o-off-offend you. I-- uhh,” “That was amazing! How did you do that?!”
You shrugged, “Flick of the wrist. Anyways, I have to go.” You threw the words carelessly over your shoulder, already having begun to walk away from the two.
Just as you were about to make a turn to the main area of the park, where you had originated from originally, you heard the call out for you. Or more like grab your shoulder roughly.
Glaring back at the perpetrator, you were able to witness the blond gulp down a knot in his throat. A glint of fear in his ruby eyes. Huh, they matched your sweater. He seemed to want to ask you something but couldn’t after catching sight of that stare of yours. Sighing, you turned around, fully facing the duo. Softening your glare, you let a small subtle smile adorn your lips, hoping it was welcoming enough for them to start talking.
Bakugou smiled shyly, “What’s your name?”
“(Y/n).” He grinned.
“I’m Bakugou Katsuki,” “A-and I’m Izuku...!Midoriya Izuku!” Humming, you stuffed your hands into your pockets, eyeing them with the gaze of a hawk.
So scary...!
“How old are you guys?” You inquired.
“I’m 5 and Izu’s 4, you?”
“I’m 6.” Bakugou gasped, “Oh so that was your quirk?” You sent him a look, “Of course, how else do you think that happened?” Your argued, pointing your finer over to where you had thrown the three bullies. The sounds of their pained groans music to your ears. You felt no remorse for your actions; after all, they deserved it.
“Wow! Your quirk is really strong! I can’t wait to be able to use mine!” Bakugou exclaimed excitedly, his eyes drifting down to his palms. Hope glimmering in his red.
“M-Me too...!” You tilted your head to the side, trying to catch a better view at Izuku. Seeing him still cowering behind his friend, you glared at him, “Why the hell are you hiding from me?” The harshness of your words earning a squeak from the child as he further buried his face into Bakugou’s back.
“I-I’m sorry!” “Tch, stand in front of me and say it to my face,” “B-But,” “Now.”
With each trembling step he took, you could see the tears gathering in his eyes, the organ glazing over as a result. Even as he stood in front of you, he could not lift his gaze to meet your own. Instead, he opted to admire your all-white sneakers. They seemed expensive.
“You want to be like a hero like All Might, no?” It was at these unexpected words that he found himself actually being able to observe you and when he did, he found himself in awe at what he saw. You stood tall, your shoulders pulled back and your spine was straightened. From the way you made yourself appear to the way your eyes shined with intensity --- to them, you were not from this Earth. You were something else. Of a different race.
“Y-yes.” Izuku managed to stutter out.
Hearing his answer, you replied, “Then act like it.” He blinked, “W-Wha-,” “You want to be a hero, right? Then act like it. No hero acts so cowardly like you. They’re brave, strong, and confident. So act like it,” you walked closer, your face just inches away from his own freckled one, “If you want to be the number one hero you have to have confidence in yourself. So grab insecurity by the throat and snap its bone.”
At that moment, All Might didn’t exist. In fact, why bother with All Might when you stood right before them?
To them the Number 1# Hero was no longer the famed blond--- to them, you were their new Number 1# Hero ---no, you were better than any mere hero.
And for the first time in all of his four years of living, the broccoli resembling boy felt the trembling in his hands' pause. A surge of confidence coursing through his veins as a grin of white adorned the apple of his cheeks. Pumping their first into the air, the two children cheered with their newfound determination.
“Yeah, we’ll be the greatest heroes!” “Yeah, and we’ll protect the Queen!”
“Queen?” Calming down from all of the excitement, Bakugou nodded. Determination etched in his orbs, “You’re our Queen from now on and forever!” “Yeah, and we’ll be your knights in shining armor starting today!”
You most definitely did not expect this outcome.
“(Y/n)! Where are you? It’s time to go!” Hearing your mother call out for you, you hummed. Thoughts running through your head.
“(Y/n)?” Your mother called out once more. Letting out an exasperated sigh, you shrugged your shoulders.
“Do whatever you want. Goodbye Bakugou, Midoriya.”
And with that, you were gone like the wind. Leaving nothing but the faintest print of the sole of your shoes on the ground.
“Izu?”
“Y-yes, Kacchan?”
“I-...”
Izuku smiled, “I know. Me too, Kacchan.”
.
.
.
And as you walked away towards your mother, you couldn't help narrow your eyes in thought.
You could've sworn...oh well.
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(A/N): I'm going to be honest, I wrote these chapters like years ago and stupid me lost the notebook where the whole plot was written. Right now, I only faintly remember where I was going with this, but I think I now have a clearer idea. Just a tad bit clearer tho. I'm trusting the past-me to know what they were doing as I lightly edit and post these.
BTW character's have been aged-up and aged-down depending on who. Will provide more info on changes when necessary.
Either way, I wonder if you've noticed something...
Hope you enjoyed!
#the nefarious few#my hero academia x reader#my hero academia x fem!reader#my hero academia#mha x reader#mha#boku no hero academia x reader#boku no hero academia x fem!reader#boku no hero academia#bnha x reader#bnha#reader#reader insert#fanfic#fanfiction#anime#in this shirt - the irrepressibles
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WiP Wednesday!!
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The shop, when the twin teiflings finally mustered up the resolve to enter the building, was two stories. The top floor, from what could be seen from the doorway, was dedicated to what can only be described as eccentric.
Lucien was lost for a minute among the wide popped collars, colors that had to be magically applied for how bright they were, and strange accessories. One had a pair of bat wings sewed to the back, another had a strange bird-like mask. He found Jester eventually, several items already thrown over her arm. She, however was focused on something else and barely noticed his approach.
Her eyes were filled with sparkles as she rubbed the extra soft fabric of what might have been a sweater though it was barely more than sleeves and a hood. “They can dye stuff rainbows?”
“Joy, I thought we were here for him, not you.” Molly snickered from behind Lucien.
“It has kitty ears.” Jester gasped not hearing a word Molly said. “and cat paws. I need this like I need to breathe.”
For the rest of that day Jester wore a hooded not-sweater with rainbow sleeves and kitty ears.
Molly made a loop around the floor, taking it in for homself. snickering, he called jester over, “Look, they emboridered asshole across the butt, thes are great for you Lucien.”
“That isn’t even worthy a responce.” Lucien replied drily.
“These say ‘Juicy’ what does that even mean?” Jester asked, having moved on to a pair of shorts that looked more like small clothes.
“It’s cause your a peach.” Molly replied with a grin. Jester frowned not understanding, which only made Molly laugh throwing an arm over her shoulder. “Okay as much as I want to spend all day up here, I can smell the stink eye Lucien is givng us, lets go down stairs.”
Dragging jester away from the top floor was hard, if only because he hadn’t wanted to go either, they’ll just have to come back when it can be just the two of them again. Molly sighed glancing over at Lucien who had wandered away from them again for the sake of his own sanity. Whenever that would be.
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The original plan was to tease Luci about wearing the kitty hood jacket, but Jester took one look at it and wouldn't let anyone have it. XD
#mollymauk tealeaf#jester lavorre#lucien critical role#critical role#wip wednesday#naya make the words go
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