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How to kiss someone on Villaintine's Day!
Featuring Villain and Hero! (based on that one joke)
Villain: How to kiss someone
Villain: Grab their waist
Villain: Slip your hand into their pocket
Villain: Steal their wallet
Villain: Don't even kiss them
Villain: Just run
Hero: Villain, NO.
Villain: What? Is that not how you kiss?
Villain: Aww, guess I'm out of practice
Villain: Hero, will you help me practice my kissing? 😇
Villain: Is there another way?
Villain: Why don't you show me, Hero? 😇
Villain: Or don’t you know how to kiss?
“You know what? Sure.” Hero was so done with Villain's shenanigans. They just wanted a nap and this seemed like a good enough way to shut them up for good.
“Wha—”
Before Villain could say another word, Hero had cupped their face in their hands. Looking over their shoulder, they called out to the sidekicks, “Take notes 'cause I’ll only do this once.” Villain was getting redder by the second, but Hero didn't seem to notice, or they didn't care.
“I-I—”
Hero completely ignored Villain’s stuttering, they were just struggling to stay awake right now. “So. You put your hands on their cheeks, gently.” They loosened their grip. “A good way to know is to imagine you're rubbing their tears with your thumbs. Well, ideally there won’t be any tears but the soft touch is still appreciated." Hero gently wiped away imaginary tears from Villain’s face, unaware that Villain had stopped breathing.
“Now, hm,” Hero got on their tiptoes, “Hm, sorry, Villain. Guess you're a bit too tall for me.” They turned to the sidekicks. “Hey, Villain Sidekick, can you come here? I think your height would do better.” Villain Sidekick didn’t even get a chance to blush before Villain abruptly dropped to their knees. Hero turned around. “Huh. Guess that’ll do. Thanks, V.”
They leaned down nonchalantly, all while Villain’s heart was pounding. Their face felt so hot, and they just knew that Hero could feel it with their hands still calmly holding their face.
“So, you’ve got your hands gently holding their face. You wipe their tears or just caress their face, again, gently. Then, watch. Villain, you too,” Hero kissed Villain’s forehead ever so softly. “This is how you kiss”, then their left cheek, “and this is how you kiss,” before bringing their lips ever so close to Villain’s own, “and... let me tell you a secret,” they whispered, their mouth curving into a smile, lips hovering right over Villain's. “I... I... I don’t know how to kiss either,” they said with a smirk, following it with a quick peck on Villain’s right cheek before immediately dropping their hands.
Oh, the look on Villain's face... thankfully, the sidekicks had their phone cameras on and were excellent note takers.
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This is so silly, I don't even know
Scheduled this on 21st August 2022 for 14th Feb 2023 while talking to @world-of-fire-and-flight about it here
Me using romance tropes I don't like to make the (non) romance trope I do like -- which is no romance! MWAHAHAHAHA!!! 😈
Villain is Spiderman in this lol:
#hero x villain#heroes and villains#flustered villain#sassy hero#goofy hero#villain#hero#humor#crack#snippet#goofy villain#sleepy hero#villain has a crush#tw kissing mention#valentines day#my writing#heroes villains side blog#me messing with people#flirty hero#me bullying smug villains#i ruin romance for fun#spiderman#villaintine's day#hero is so done#shenanigans#pranks
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anyways jackal 100% off handedly makes some comment about him being hot when he's doing murder an lotor walks in like. RIGHT as they're saying it and it's just like "👁️👁️" "👁️👁️" "........i can explain-" "Can you starlight?"
#jackals barks#ship: villainous things#some nsft in tags btw so y'know under 18 avert your eyes. or dont im not a cop <- JOKING DON'T @ ME#that like 1000% turns into a thing he brings up later all smug and he bullies them about it an theyre just 'im gonna beat your ass-'#'oh so its MY fault now you have a kink for murder-' 'I DO NOT-' 'a blood kink then' '..........fuck you-'
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Jabari in his total drama bathroom booth after a cooking competition: someboy asked me if i ever cooked before... <- is winning if you can't tell by his smug :3 face
Tyty: you cook at auburn?
Jabari: and i was like, naw, i just cook Bama 😎
JD, who goes to (ala)bama: .
Jabari: we went 2 - 0 last year, so
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#jabari's bully chronicles: an endless series#BRO JD WAS JUST MINDING HIS BUSINESS 😭#HE DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING BACK#was just trying to peek over tytys shoulder to see how jabari is actually performing a self sustaining act right now#tyty and jd just going over to jabari to see how to cook an omlette 😭😭#jabari hates to lose ANYTHING he'd go at any lengths possible to win#he would tie a two year olds shoes together to beat them at hopscotch#he was the villain of this little overtime series and he didnt care#tyty staring at jd like: damn. he really just did that to you? n you gonna let him??#me comma personally#the smug faces im disgusted#he won of course 😭#but he also asked the host (agent) what how he liked his food so ..#then after winning he was like 'i went against some unexperienced competition but.. ill take it 😌'#again people with a chip on their shoulder are some of the meanest breeds#jaba#tyty#he rarely even targets ty 😭 he only talks smack about jd#glad he ended up teammates with the first and not the latter then 😭#for jds sake...
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the lonely district
↠ summary: In the years after the slime monster incident and Midoriya's disappearance, he had come back to haunt both you and Bakugou. He no longer was the boy you once knew, but a villain ready to take what was his. Revenge was best served cold, afterall.
↠ word count: 7, 523
↠ pairing: bakugou katsuki x reader x midoriya izuku
↠ genre/warnings: smut, angst, prohero au, DARK CONTENT, villain deku, yandere, shock collars, implied stalking, kidnapping. NSFW (NONCON, sub! reader, (reluctant) switch! katsuki, dom! izuku, fuck or die, loss of virginity, creampie, spanking, overstimulation, slight orgasm denial, blowjob, no aftercare)
↠ a/n: this is an old fic i have been trying to finish since 2019 so im sorry if the writing feels inconsistent. i just really wanted to finally finish it since it was half finished. also excuse the very outdated villain deku trope rip
It’s been a long day and honestly you just wanted to go home. For some reason, your supervisor thought it was a good idea to pair you with Dynamight or rather Bakugou Katsuki—your childhood friend. If you could even call him that. For the longest time, you both had not gotten along, but since you had the mutual friend of Midoriya Izuku, you had to interact. That all changed when Bakugou got his quirk and he turned into a cruel bully. The dynamic and interaction formula was always the same: Bakugou would torture Midoriya in any way he could, Midoriya would just let it happen and you would defend him, turning it into a full blown brawl between you and Bakugou. It stayed like this for a while until that day Bakugou was held hostage by that slime monster and Midoriya went missing.
After that you had clung onto Bakugou in a desperate need to make sense of both of them getting hurt on the same day and the loss of your best friend. Surprisingly, Bakugou let you. But not without string of degrading names following. Despite his harsh words, he never once pushed you away anytime you silently sought comfort. Even though he didn’t act like it, he too was affected by Midoriya’s disappearance. Maybe he felt guilty, maybe he just missed his punching bag, or maybe he finally matured.
You would never know since he was so emotionally constipated. It was a bitch and a half just to get him to admit that you were one of the most important people in his life. Even now as you are both pro-heroes in your early twenties, it’s difficult for him to call you his best friend. Sure, he would be concerned if anything happened to you—that worry built with your childhood friend missing—he would rather die than confess to that.
Thing is, Midoriya didn’t stay “missing” for so long. No, he wasn’t found nor was his body. No, he never returned to his poor mother after years of being gone with open arms. No, there was never a “welcome back” sign, but his face plastered on every wanted poster within Japan. The bastard had joined the League of Villain with a big ol’ grin on his freckled face. That cursed day when you met with those emerald eyes again had haunted you forever. Tears streamed down your face, watching him be reborn into a whole new person. He didn’t have an ounce of guilt in his bones, he only gave a maniac smile, mocking you.
Didn’t you miss me, N/n-chan? You look a little… sad, He drawled out with a smug look, glee coursing through his veins as you sob as if you had found him dead instead of him breathing, finally alive.
It was when he had escaped that Bakugou for once let you clutch onto him, holding in his own sorrow as you openly sob into his shirt. And he did it again when the League of Villains was supposedly defeated but Midoriya or rather Deku still ran rampant.
That’s where you two are now, there was another sighting of Deku in the area and you were assigned to bring him to face judgement. You knew what would become of him if you caught him. Still clinging onto the memory of an innocent child, you almost hoped that you would never find him.
Bakugou had other plans.
Since day one he had wanted to find that bastard (his words, not yours) and give him absolute hell for becoming a villain.
“It’s probably just another false alarm, just like the other seven,” You sassed him as you both walk towards an alleyway.
“Doesn’t fucking matter, we still have check just in case this time it’s not,” Bakugou growls stopping away.
You rolled your eyes and made a face at him from behind his back.
As if he had a sixth sense, he barked, “I know you’re being a brat. I would stop if I were you or else you want your ass blow into the fucking stratosphere.”
Once you both got to the alley way only to be met with a dumpster, you pivoted and raised your brow at Bakugou. He rolled his eyes at you and went towards the dumpster. He opened it to see if there was any hints or evidence Deku even here. Still standing near the entrance of the alley, you the hair on your neck rose. A primal instinct that you were being watched set alarm bells ringing in your head. As subtle as you could, your eyes bounced around the enclosed area in hopes to find the danger before it finds you.
A bad feeling sunk in your stomach like a rock does in water. Hesitantly you said, “Hey Dynamight, I think we should leave.”
“And why the fuck should we, Umbra,” He spat out your hero name.
“Because,” you strained, still observing your surroundings, “I have a bad feeling about this. I think we should leave and get some back up.”
He slammed down the lid and stalks up to you, venom in his voice, “Are you running away from a fight.”
“No—” You started, but he cut your off.
“Oh really,” He mocked, “Because to me, it seems that you are.”
“Can you not be an asshole for a couple seconds and listen to me?” Your voice pitched, not understanding why he’s being so difficult.
“Listen to you? Now why would I listen to you when it seems to me that you are avoiding any place that could have him in it?” You were about to start defending yourself when he cuts you off again. “It’s almost like you don’t want to find him.”
Your eyes widen at him, you couldn’t even feel offending knowing it’s the truth. Though, you rather not fuel Bakugou’s already large ego and denied him. “I’m just trying to make sure none of us get hurt!”
“I don’t need your fucking concern, I can beat any asshole including him easily,” He boasted.
“Oh get the fuck over yourself,” you barked, scowling at him. “Stop acting like you’re the fucking best, asshole.”
“I’m sorry what was that, Number Seven Hero?” Bakugou stepped closer until his face were mere centimeters away from yours. You just glare up at him, not caring that the height difference made you seem less intimidating.
“This isn’t the time for a dick measuring contest, something doesn’t fucking feel right here and I just want to make sure neither us get seriously injured.” You jabbed your finger in his chest to emphasized your point.
“I don’t need your fucking help!” He roared and grabbed on your wrist to throw it away from him.
You ran your fingers through your hair and then pull at it in frustration, “Why can’t you just let me help you—help us for once! You don’t always have to be the savior,” You let out a growl before finishing, “Fleeing isn’t being a coward, it’s being smart enough to analyze the situation and your own weaknesses!”
“So you’re call me fucking stupid now, you shitty brat,” he bit.
“That’s all you got from that?!” You screeched before letting out a laugh that held no humor, “You’re fucking helpless.”
“Helpless? I’m the helpless one? You’re the one that wants to fucking run away just because you ‘have a bad feeling’.” He did air quotes around what you had said.
“Oh God, Lord fucking forbid, I’m just looking out for both of our asses since you want to play big macho man!”
As you both start a screaming match with each other, you failed to notice the emerald eyes stalking you like a cat does a mouse.
“You’re so fucking clingy just like that damn Deku, hop off my dick,” He snarled and clicked his tongue at you as if you were a misbehaving child.
Rage built up within your chest at his ill words. Syllables that were only meant to maim almost leave your tongue when you heard a noise a little too close to comfort. Adrenaline coursed through your bones, knowing your suspicions were right. You grabbed onto Bakugou’s wrist and turned towards the dark corner of the alley to fade into the shadows in hopes to escape. You ignored how he starts to yell profanities at you. Before you could even take two steps, you were pulled back by your hair into a firm body.
You let out a grunt at the sting from the strands being pulled from their follicles.
“Not so fast,” The voice whispered in your ear.
Growling, you elbowed the person in the stomach and jump away from them before they could grab you again. When you turned around, you jaw dropped in shock.
“Izu-chan?” You stuttered out.
“In the flesh,” he taunted with arms raised to the side.
You couldn’t help but stare at him. He had matured so much since the last time you saw him. His hair was shorter but still as unruly, his jawline was chiseled along with his cheekbones, he still wore a dress shirt with a vest and tie, but for once it was tied properly.
“Finally decided to fucking show up,” Bakugou seethed.
Midoriya pouted as he lets his arms drop with a whomp sound against his outer thighs.
“Oh come on, Kacchan don’t be like that. I thought this could be like a family reunion,” He gives a grand smile before it dropped, venom in his tone, “Didn’t you miss me?”
“Sure, miss you so much, you shit stain.”
Midoriya fiegned hurt and clutched his chest in dramatics, “Oh, how you wound me so, dear Kacchan.”
Bakugou straightened out his back and got in a offensive position, “Enough with the fluff, Deku. It’s time I send your ass to jail.”
Cheek twitching, Midoriya glanced at you still shellshocked. Bakugou came at him, arms positioned behind him to perpell him at the shorter male. Right as Bakugou raised his fist to blast Midoriya in the face, he grabbed you and placed you right in front of him. Bakugou skidded to a halt with widened eyes, not wanting to hurt you in the process. You locked eyes with him. Your knees wobbled from being manhandled so easily.
“Using a girl to shield you is low.”
Midoriya simply shrugged and brought a hand up to cradle your throat. His fingers tightened when he felt you gulp underneath his gloved hands.
“Scared, Love?” He slithered in your ear. He looked down at you, before peered up at Bakugou. At his enraged expression, he licked the shell of your ear. You whimpered and flinched away the best you could.
This was exactly why you didn’t want to meet Midoriya. Even before he disappeared, he was smart and cunning. He knew how to get under Bakugou’s skin, and render you useless. Tears bubbled up as you faced the fact the boy you once loved had died long ago. Pretending to still trembled, you subtly widened your stance. Bringing a hand to Midoriya’s, he took it as you sniveling.
“Shh, don’t cry.”
Looking at Bakugou, you hardened your expression. Quickly, you gripped Midoriya’s wrist and with all your might you stepped forward and used his weight against him to throw him over your shoulder. When his back hit the ground, he let out an irritated grunt.
Wasting no time, you grabbed the quirk cancelling handicuffs on your belt and raced towards him. As you went to straddle him, he kicked your feet from under you and you fell with him. Bakugou took your place and was on top of Midoriya in no time. With acute flexibility, Midoriya spun around and kicked Bakugou in the face.
“Gah! Fuck,” Bakugou growled while gripping his face.
Wind still knocked out of you, Midoriya focused on Bakugou.
“You were always stupidly resilient,” The villain seethed. “I’m done playing games.”
“Good, because so am I.”
Bakugou lunged at him, ready to blast him to kingdom come. Midoriya side stepped his attack. Huffing, he went at him again. The two of them stayed the dance for a while. Any attack Bakugou attempted to do, Midoriya merely avoided with such leisure. The asshole even had his hands behind his back.
Watching as you got up to join the fight as well, Midoriya sighed. “Stubborn, the both of you.”
With such grace, he grabbed Bakugou’s hair and slammed his knee into his face. Stunned, the hero stumbled back. Before he could process the hit, Midoriya kicked him in the head, rendering him useless. Your mouth gaped at Bakugou being so easily taken out. His lids flickered as he struggled to get up.
“R-run,” He commanded, before falling.
Scrambling away from the villain, you sucked in your breath as you go to phase into the shadows. Before you could, Midoriya gripped you again. This time, his hands wrapped the column of your throat and squeezed. Frantically, you slapped against his forearms.
Adding more pressure, he leaned over you as you form slacked to the ground.
“Sweet dreams.”
Bakugou was the first to come to his senses. He squinted his eyes to adjust to the light that hung above him. He groaned as he observed his surroundings, noticing that he was in a dingy basement. There wasn’t much besides a queen size bed near the corner along with a door that he had no idea where it led and an opening with stairs peeking around the corner from where he saw.
Clutching his head, he turned to see your still slumbering form not far from him. Panic built up in him as he scrambled over to you and sighed in relief when there is no sign of vital injures. He starts to shake you awake, trying to think of a plan to escape.
After a couple moments, you let out a hum and your eyelids fluttered open. Just like Bakugou your eyes squinted at the sudden light probing at your pupils.
“Katsu,” You groaned, mind still fuzzy so the old nickname slipped out. Your throat killed.
Bakugou shakily exhaled, glancing towards the concealed stairwell, “Yeah, it’s me.” His hands are gentle as he helped you up into a sitting position. You lean against his chest, body to exhausted to even hold yourself up. Which was odd to you since you were sure that Bakugou got the brunt of each hit that Midoriya landed.
“Where are we?” You asked huskily despite knowing that he probably was just as clueless as you.
“Why the fuck would I know that, brat,” He bit, before sighing and apologizing. He’s just irritated that you both were captured.
“It’s fine, it was a stupid question, anyway,” You smile up at him.
Bakugou looked down at you and then furrowed his brow when he sees the collar around your neck along with a prominient bruise. Now that he thought about it, he felt one around him, too. You seemed to also notice as you reached towards him and traced the collar, confusion written on your face.
You and him were clad in different clothes as well. Instead of his hero suit, he now adorned plain sweatpants and a black t-shirt. You were wearing the same, but shorts instead. What a fucking perv.
Before you two could question each other, the thud of door opened and closed, followed by rhythmic footsteps coming down the stairs. Your heads snapped to the sound and Bakugou took a defensive stance to see Midoriya strut into the basement with a valiant smirk. You scrambled to stand with Bakugou, but your legs give out for a second and he had to catch you. Once you were sure on your feet, you glared at the man in front of you.
“Aw why such aggressive faces,” The villain pouted.
“You know damn well why, you fucking bastard,” Bakugou seethed, tiny explosions crackling in his palms.
You glanced to the shadows creeping up the walls. Shifting your attention to the stand off that the two men were having, you only hoped Bakugou could distract Midoriya enough for you to slip passed him. Ignoring the way your heart pounds at the thought of joining the darkness once again, you raced towards the vantablack. Almost like predicting your movements, Midoriya grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him. His arm snaked around your waist. You struggled as best as you can, but his grip got so tight a squeak left your lungs.
“Aw, N/n-chan, you so adorable,” He nuzzles into your neck. He trailed his cold nose up the slope your neck, purposely digging into the bruise, up to your cheek so he could whisper in your ear, “Have you ever heard of cute aggression? It’s quite a funny concept. Humans when we see something cute, we just find the need to squeeze it until it cries or even die. Funny, right?” As he speaks his grip only got tighter and you stand straight as a pole as he licked the shell of your ear, again.
“Get the fuck away from her, you freak.”
Bakugou took a step towards you, but Midoriya dropped his hold on your wrist, to fish something from his dress pants pocket. The hero observed the other man, not wanting to be too brash when your life is on the line. He won’t make the same mistake twice.
Midoriya started to fiddle with what looks like a remote between his gloved fingers. “I would be careful what you say, Kacchan, because the results may be… shocking,” He smirked to himself at his own little inside joke.
“What was I saying, my angel?” Midoriya began, but you kneed him in the crouch and jumped away from him.
“Don’t fucking touch me!” You commanded, ready to fight your childhood friend—no, this villain.
Instead of instantly attacking, Midoriya stayed bent down, clutching his stomach as he giggled. A shiver crawled up your spine at his laugh that lost all warmth it once had. He was insane. He cackled for what seemed to be ages before he stands up straight and all humor gone from his face.
“Interrupt me one more time, and I swear to god,” He snarled, his doe eyes dropped into menacing slits. “As I was saying,” Midoriya reached for you again, but you slapped it away.
“I said don’t touch me,” You spat at him.
“Fine be like that, fucking brat.”
Searing hot pain was all you felt. You screamed at the top of your lungs as you collapsed onto the cement floor in front the villain. Bakugou could only watch in horror at your shrill howls. You desperately clawed at the collar around your throat as it felt as if liquid fire was shot into your veins.
“What are you doing? Fucking stop it, you’re hurting her!” Bakugou practically begs as your body withered in agony.
Midoriya only shrugged, “I believe that dwindling down the pain is the best way to train."
You gasped for breath, struggling to get even an ounce of oxygen.
“She’s not a damn dog!” Bakugou felt so helpless as he watched you struggled to inhale and he growled when your face starts to turn vermillion. “She can’t fucking breathe, you bastard!”
Cold washed over your body. Falling onto your side, you sucked in as much air as you can try to ignore the urge to vomit.
With such a disgusting poise, Midoriya beny down and sat you up. He forced you to lean against his chest just as you did with Bakugou. “Poor baby, you tried so hard to save you and Bakugou. You even attempted to use your quirk. Isn’t it scary? You still sleep with the lights on, don’t you?” He cradled you and his tone was just so condescending but you couldn’t do anything about it.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Bakugou questioned.
“Oh, he doesn’t know,” Midoriya teased, keeping his eyes on you. He felt twisted arousal at those tear stained cheek and how you lips shimmered with spit. “The poor, little baby is terrified of the dark. Absolutely terrified!”
"What?"
"Pretty juvenile, isn't it?” He mocked, then turned his attention to the hero a couple feet from him. “To be honest, she didn't plan ever using her quirk again after that incident when she first got her quirk. You remember it, right? She was missing for hours, poor thing was stuck in the shadows all alone. But, after seeing you captured by that slimy fuck and my 'disappearance' poor thing blamed herself for not being strong enough. That day on she promised to become stronger to find me and make sure her dear friends will never be harmed again. Isn't that just sweet. The perfect hero story."
Multiple emotions flashed on Bakugou’s face; confusion, worry, anger and guilt. "Why— why would you become a hero for such a stupid reason, huh?! I can protect myself!" His words were sharp as he glared you down, hating how dazed you look. Despite his declarement, guilt tugged at his heart. He couldn’t help but think if he was just a little stronger and didn’t fuel your need to be a hero, than either of you would be in this situation.
Softly, the villain started to wipe away the drool that pooled in the corner of your mouth and the tears that had yet to dry from your face. You furrowed your brow and tried to focus on Bakugou and answer his question that sounded more like a plea.
"I just wanted to be strong, too. You and Izu-chan always protected me so I wanted to return the favor." The words were slurred but it still stirred something in both of the men.
"And just how sweet," Deku seethed, now gripping your cheeks so hard your lips became puckered. He pulldc your face close to his before he clicked his tongue and pushed your face away, letting your body dropped as he stood.
“Fuck,” you hissed. Your reactions were slow so your head hit the concrete with an audible thud.
Bakugou attempted to go to you to check you were okay, but Midoriya held up the remote.
“Ah, ah, ah,” He tutted at the hero with a wagging finger, “If you haven’t noticed, I get to say what goes and I don’t think I said you could go near her.”
Bakugou only growled like a feral dog but doesn’t move in fear of seeing you in such misery again. “You’re a bastard I hope you know that.”
“And what does that make you, Kaccan,” Midoriya’s tone was cold, so cold that the temperature dropped.
You stared down the remote, formulating a plan. If you could only grab the damn remote then he won’t hold so much power you both and you can move freely. Seeing that he was distracted by Bakugou, you pushed yourself up to stand. Not caring how your bones screamed to rest, you slinked up and reeled your fist up to punch him with all your might. A whoosh came from how fast your went to strike. Your breath caught in your throat as Midoriya seize your fist without even looking at you.
“You stupid, stupid girl,” He sung without any emotion. He snatched your jaw and shook your head, amusement in his eyes as you tried to kick and squirm. Without any effort, he threw you away and you fell to a heap onto the floor. “Stupid, stupid girl,” He repeated and then he pressed onto the remote.
A loud grunt cracked and echoed into the basement. You watched in horror as Bakugou crampled to the cement, trying his damndest to get the collar off. A shiver ran down your back, knowing exactly how he must feel.
“He didn’t didn't do anything!" You screeched.
"Right now he didn't," Midoriya shrugged, watching how the mighty fall with a smile.
Bakugou let out a shout he tried to hold back, not wanting to give Midoriya the satisfaction or to worry you. It was too late for that though as you crawled over to the villain. You clutched onto his pants, begging, “Please just let him go. Just make it stop please.” New tears started to form watching the most important person to you crumpled over in pain on his knees.
A gagging noise rings in your ears as his face is now red like a rose.
“Please!” You screeched, now hugging Midoriya’s legs and gazing up at him with watery eyes. Snot and tears ran down your visage as you repeated please over and over again. “I’ll do anything, just please let him go, he can’t breathe!” You babbled pleases as if it was the only words you know.
Midoriya’s eyes lit up a maniac green seeing you gravel at his feet. God, you were so fucking pathetic. His cock twitched as you begged you were made to.
"Anything?" He drawled out, not caring how Bakugou choked. It was only background noise to him.
"Yes, anything! Just please stop all of this, I'll do anything you say." There was clear desperation in your voice.
Midoriya let out a hum before answering and turning off the collar, "Call me Izu-chan again like you used when we were kids."
You tilt your head at the simple command. It was easy enough, you were about to reply then Bakugou gasps out, "Don’t do anything that sick bastard tells you to!"
Pure ire flashes on Midoriya’s face. He snarled as he looked at Bakugou’s quivering form trying to suck up oxygen and was about to press the button again until he hears your heavenly voice.
"I-Izu-chan, Izu-chan please don't!" You pulled yourself closer, so close that your breasts squished against his shins. You kept gaze up at Midoriya, trying to look innocent as possible to please him. Honestly, it was working because as you looked up at him with those teary eyes, he can’t help but notice how beautiful you look at his feet. Worshipping him as if he is a god. Midoriya reached down and cradled your cheek within his gloved palm. You closed your eyes and snuggled further into its warmth, trying to seem inconspicuous as you hear Bakugou start to stand. Pouting, you laid it on thick praying he kept his attention on you. "Don't hurt him! He-he's just being brash like usual. Please he doesn't know any better."
“You’re right,” Midoriya stared at you with adoration, but it fell when he locked gazes with the hero inches away from punching him in the face, “He doesn’t know any better.”
Bakugou’s eyes widened as he froze at how he was able to catch on so fast. He was about to send an explosion towards the villain when Midoriya kicks you further away from Bakugou and pressed the damn remote again.
You could only whimper out a little, “Katsu,” that breaks his heart. He went toward you again but he felt that pain once again. He fell to the floor not too far from you. Body exhausted, he just collapsed to heap on the floor. The shocks were gone as fast as they came, but before he could even attempt to crawl to you, Midoriya straddles his back. He tries to buck him off but his arms were grabbed and harshly forced behind his back.
“Get the fuck off of me!” Bakugou tried to say but the hand not holding his arms, pushed his head into the ground. He grunted when the side of his face hit the concrete, leaving him immobile. Midoriya adjusted himself so that he was now stranding the back of Bakugou’s thigh, spreading the hero’s leg.
He giggledvwhile cruelly shoving his knee into Bakugou’s crotch, "Now if you are both done interrupting me, we can finally get this show on the road."
A huff left Bakugou at the stimulation that grinded against his groin.
“What are doing you bastard!” Bakugou barked, slight desperation in his voice as his cock started to spring to life. Midoriya only ignored him as he pressed hard, reveling in the tiny groan that left Bakugou’s chest. “I said, what are you doing?” Bakugou squirmed more, but nothing happens.
Midoriya pressed his front into Bakugou’s back and whispered in his ear, “How does it feel to be the one pushed down. Not so fun is it?”
“What is this? Some sort of fucking revenge fantasy, sicko?” Bakugou groaned, hating how his body was betraying him.
Humming, Midoriya kept his knee grinding into the hero. Bakugou tried to scramble away, not wanting you to see him so weak, but Midoriya got a lot stronger with age. An uncanny amount.
Against the small of his back, Bakugou felt how hard Midoriya was. The need to vomit built up in his throat. Shuffling himself, the villain put himself between his childhood friend’s hips. Through the thin material of his sweatpants, Midoriya’s length rubbed against the line of his ass.
Leaning down so his lips brushed against the hero’s ear, Midoriya’s breath stuttered. He had been waiting for this moment for so long. His tip leaked in the confides of his slacks, begging to sink into Bakugou or your heat. The way Bakugou struggled against him only added more stimulation.
Not wanting to get too ahead of himself, Midoriya opened to see you crawling to the shadows on the wall. Sighing into Bakugou’s ear, the man under him shuddered. Still grinding his cock into Bakugou’s withering hips, he pressed the remote to see go slack against the floor. Your whimper had Bakugou turn his focus to your writhing form.
“S-stop,” His words had a double meaning.
Giving one last harsh thrust that if there weren’t clothes between the two men, his cock would have surely breached the hero’s hole, Midoriya got up. He clicked off the eletricity and followed how drool foamed out your mouth.
“Get on the bed. Sit at the head and wait, if you don’t,” He waved the remote in front of Bakugou’s flustered face, “You know what will happen.” Midoriya pointed with his chin at your form.
As Midoriya pulled his weight and grip from Bakugou, he went to the bed as instructed. Heaven knew he wanted to knock the motherfucker out, but your life was on the line. Settling into the metal bars of the headboard, he watched Midoriya go to your pliant form.
Or so he thought.
When Midoriya bent down to grab you, you snapped your foot up and kicked him right in the nose.
“Shit!” He cradled his nose, tears flooding his sight.
Sprinting to Bakugou, you reached for him and prepared to barrel into the darkness. Falling onto the bed, Midoriya quickly recovered and pinned you underneath him. You screamed and clawed at the bedsheets. Kicking and squirmed, you did anything you could to get him off you.
Midoriya grabbed your head and smothered your face into the cushions.
“Don’t,” He bit. Not at you, but at Bakugou who got ready to fight. “I’ll fucking snap her neck and make you fuck her cooling corpse.”
Grinding his teeth, Bakugou could only watch as Midoriya maneuvered your thrashing form. Sitting at the edge of the bed, he placed your body across thighs so you were butt was perked up on his lap.
“Damn, I thought Bakugou would be the brat, not you.”
“Fuck you!” You screeched.
You were so sick of being antagonized by him. Adrenaline in your system had you acting out of character. Wrenching your arms behind your back, Midoriya ripped off your shorts and your panties. Terrified, you fought more, not liking where this was going. Before you could move more, a thundering slap burned in your bare bum. Screaming, you whipped your head to Midoriya.
Tears pierced your waterline. He- he just spanked you like you were a child.
His face stone-cold, he didn’t offer any comfort. Bringing his hand down again, your feet kicked pathetically at the sting. He hit the same place again. Sobbing, your head fell into the bed. The fight in you left as quick as it came.
Seeing you were more calm, Midoriya rubbed his large, calloused hand over your burning bum. “You done?”
Whimpering, you nodded your head.
Despite your form sagging, he doesn’t lift you up. If anything, his hand wandered until his fingers brushed against your slit. Gasping, your head sprung up to try and make eye contact with him. He ignored you to spread your legs and get more of a view of your cunt.
“S-stop it,” You begged.
Midoriya dipped into your hole to gather some of the wetness that unwillingly spilled from you.
“Why stop when your pussy is so wet for me?”
Swirling your clit, your legs twitched from the stimulation. Going back to your hole, he breached you with two fingers. You winced from the intrusion. Thrashing, you didn’t want someone to touching you there, especially for the first time.
Midoriya caught attention to your flinch, “Oh, are you a virgin?”
A shit-eating grin spread across his face when you sob, not stopping shoving his thick fingers further into you. Looking over at Bakugou, he isn’t ignorant to how the hero’s nostrils flared. “Aww poor Kacchan, you wanted to get to her first, didn’t you?”
“Die,” Bakugou snarled, but his eyes didn’t leave the fingers splitting you open.
Midoriya huffed a laugh, and leaned down to you, “I bet he would have made it real special. Too bad all he’s gonna get is my sloppy seconds.”
Ripping his fingers from you, you gasped at suddenly being empty. Licking your escense from his appendages, Midoriya forced you up. Roughtly, he ripped off your shirt so you were completely bare. Without care, he threw you down between Bakugou’s legs, a pillow below you. Getting behind you, he propped your hips up so you were face down and ass up.
Not giving two shits what Midoriya says, Bakugou gripped onto one of your hands as a small form of comfort. You clutched onto him, fear turning your tummy in tiny twists.
Midoriya unzipped his pants and brought them down to pull his cock from the tight cloth. Sighing in relief, Midoriya stoked himself with a few weak pumps. One his knees, he dragged himself closer to inspect both of your holes on display for him. With thumb, he ran it down from your ring of muscles over your hole and to your clit. Brushing it, he went back to your hole, he hooked his thumb inside and pried you apart.
A shuttering moan left at being exposed for his greedy eyes. Not caring you weren’t prepped enough, Midoriya brought his cockhead to your pussy.
“W-wait!” You begged, but he only bullied his way inside.
Only the tip was inside and you were being ripped apart. Bakugou gasped your hand tighter. More and more of your ex-childhood friend shoved himself inside. At halfway, he pulled out until it was just the head, and then slammed all the way to the hilt.
Screaming into the pillow, you cried as he tore his way into you. His balls slapped against your clit as he started a brutal pace. Your nipples chaffed against the rough texture of the bedding.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” Midoriya moaned.
He didn’t hold back his noises. Fucking into you, he groaned and whimpered, loving to finally be inside you. He had waited for years to feel how warm you were. When he was still a hormonal teen, he would spend hours yanking his cock to the thought of tearing you open. Who was he kidding? Even well into his adults years, he still fucked himself to you.
And him getting to you before Bakugou was the cherry on top.
A petty, insecure him wanted to shout, ‘I win!’ right at the man in front him. But staring at him, as he silently seethed at watching you get fucked by the man he hated, was much sweeter.
Crowding you, Midoriya leaned down to groan in your ear, “Look at you. Your sloppy cunt molding just for my cock. You were made for me.”
His head leaned down further to suck the length of your neck. Kissing the nape, he harshly bit into it and you screamed at the piercing ache. Tilting his hips, he hit the spongy part in you, a moan finally leaving you. He kept abusing it as his hand went down to your clit. Instinctively, you spread yourself further for him. His cock stretching you past your limits had your brain fog up in pleasure. Mouth gape, you whimpered into the pillow.
Working you over, Midoriya didn’t stop his pace or how he twiddled your clit. Too fast for your liking, a tightness tugged in your lower stomach.
“N-no.”
Midoriya caught on to how you scrambled away from the pleasure, “Oh, are you- fuck- are you gonna cum?”
In denial, you shook your head.
Laughing at you, Midoriya didn’t stop, just kept going as he was. Pinching your clit, your legs spasmed. You bit your lip to hold off the orgasm, but it was too late.
With a pound into your g-spot, you moaned as you came all over the villain’s dick. Groaning, Midoriya’s hips stuttered, but he was far from completing with you. Licking your neck, he bit into your flesh.
The pleasure quickly turned into pain as he didn’t stop. “Stop, it h-hurts!”
“Good.”
Ramping up his thrusts, you screeched into the pillow. Clutching onto it with your free hand, Bakugou stroked your hair to help you work through the agony. Tilting your head up, you looked up at the hero with bleary eyes. Drooling dripped down from your lips for a different reason.
From your fucked out expression, Bakugou almost came just from that. He knew it was wrong, but his cock has never been harder. You looked so beautiful ruined. If only it was him splitting you apart until you were crying.
Squeezing your eyes shut, you prepared for the next orgasm that threatened to rip through you. Midoriya’s thrust turned sloppy, he finally let up on your clit to focus on his own end. Gripping your hips, he forced them back to fuck you further on him.
You screeched and clenched around him when he bumped your cervix. At that, Midoriya stilled his hips. Cum shot out from him and deep in your cunt. He didn’t move until all of his cum spilled inside you. Your body hummed and twitched.
Sagging down, you were exhausted. Midoriya pulled out from you and you whimpered at being empty after being fucked open. Though, he didn’t leave you alone. His hand cupped your cunt, not letting any cum dribble out.
“Your turn,” Midoriya addressed Bakugou.
“What?” The hero asked stupidly.
“I did say you would get my sloppy seconds, didn’t I?” He tilted his head, mocking him. “Unless you don’t want to.”
Steeling his resolve, he agreed, “Fine.”
Like a puppet on strings, Midoriya pushed you onto Bakugou’s lap. Hand still cupped over you cunt, Bakugou tugged down his sweatpants and boxers. Sighing as his cock slapped against his clothed stomach, he grabbed your thigh to bring you closer.
With Midoriya’s help, you were positioned over his cock. Pressing against your back, you noticed he didn’t put his own away. Ignoring it, you locked gazes with Bakugou. He returned it.
Taking the reigns, Bakugou tugged you from Midoriya’s grip and he let him. Pulling his hand from your cunny, Bakugou replaced it with the blunt head of his cock. Cum spilled down to your thighs. Using it as lube and still stretched open, Bakugou slipped inside you with little resistance. He was a little bit bigger than Midoriya and thicker. Despite that, you didn’t wince as you sank down to the hilt.
Grasping you, Bakugou cradled your face. With little patience, he began thrusting inside you. Moaning, you didn’t stray away from his ruby eyes. Here, in this moment, you could pretend it’s just you two. Maybe the tension between you finally bubbled over and he took your virginity like you secretly wanted. And maybe, just maybe, Bakugou could take it like he longed for as much you did.
Matching his momentum, Bakugou brought his thumb over you parted lips. Dragging it across your bottom lip, he slipped his thumb inside. Moaning, you licked at the oddly sweet skin.
Midoriya cut into the moment, “Don’t you dare cum until I say so.”
Glancing at him, you see him sitting at the end of the bed, working himself back up slowly. His hand twisting over his length a lot slower than Bakugou’s thrusts.
Hooking his thumb on your bottom teeth, he brought your attention back to him. Eyes not straying from his, he let his hand slither down to hold your throat. The grip gentle. You sunk into his hold, it so much softer than you ever expected.
His other hand went to your neglected clit, circling it. Moaning for him. your thighs shook. Hands on his plush chest, you traveled down to grip his wrist. If he kept going, you would cum and you didn’t want to know what Midoriya would do.
Bakugou took at as encouragement and pressed further.
“I- I can’t!” You hiccupped.
Taking mercy on you, Midoriya said with a wavering voice, “Cum. Now.”
Not wasting a moment, Bakugou pushed you down onto the bed. Hand still on your throat, he hovered over you. In the tangle, his cock fell out, but he quickly fucked it back in you. Like a man starved, he slammed his dick in and out of you.
Groaning, you tilted your hips to encasing him inside you more. With his knees, he spread you further and went back to your bundle of nerves.
“You’re so pretty,” Bakugou leaned down, and bit right where Midoriya did before. He tried his best to cover all of that bastard with himself.
His sweet words had your vision swarm. Kicking your feet and curling your toes, his next bite did you in. Cumming with a loud moan right in his ear, Bakugou quickly followed. His cum mixed with Midoriya’s.
Flopping on top of you, he kissed where he bit you as an apology. Deep in you, his cock softened and fell out. Whimpering, you welcomed being empty once more. Your hips were battered and bruised.
“How cute,” Midoriya mocked.
From under Bakugou, you stared at the man who towered the both of you, still stroking his own cock. “I’m far from done with you two.”
Twisting his head to the villain, Bakugou sneered, “Fuck off. We did what you wanted.” He refused to move, covering your form with his to protect you.
The shorter male’s face dropped. “If both don’t get to work sucking my cock, I’ll shock you until you’re fucking stupid and nothing more than little fuck dolls.” Hand tight around the remote, you didn’t take his threat lightly.
Crawling out from under the hero, you went down on your knees on the cold concrete floors. The bones already ached. Glaring at Midoriya, Bakugou didn’t break eye contact as he got on his knees right next to you. It was comically how his form swallowed yours.
Sitting at the edge of the bed, Midoriya had you two between his knees. Raising his brow in impatience, you leaned over to lick his cockhead. Bakugou copied you to focus on his balls. Sucking one of them in his mouth, Midoriya bucked up forcing you to take more of his length.
“S-so good,” With both hands, he gripped you and Bakugou’s hair.
Pulling off his cock, you kissed furthered down until you met with Bakugou’s mouth. Departing from Midoriya’s sack, Bakugou licked up until your mouths connected. Over his dick, you both made out, tongues brushing against each other.
Your moan vibrated against Midoriya causing him to shutter.
“For a virgin, you are a natural.”
Clenching your eyes closed, you tuned out his voice and went down to his balls. Taking your place, he went to Midoriya’s cock and took it all in one go. Leaning over you, your lids went half mast, watching Bakugou swallow the villain causing him to give a girlish moan.
Moving to his other ball, you gave it attention, sucking it your mouth. Your tongue swirled around it. Bakugou moved up and down his cock with expertise, smirking when Midoriya whimpered again.
“F-fuck!” He groaned and pulled you both off him.
Ripping his hand from the one in Bakugou’s hair, he stroked his cock and aimed it at you. With two pumps, he came all over your face. You flinched back as it almost hit your right eye.
Releasing you, he leaned forward as shame washed over you. Cum still spilled from your cunt. Being the only one covered in cum and naked, you felt dirty. This time, tears did pour over as you refused to make eye contact with the man above you.
Sensing your shame and pissed at being degraded, Bakugou glared at Midoriya. Hatred seeped from his pores.
Midoriya merely smirked. Tapping your collar, you were forced to look at him.
“It’s going to be so much fun completely breaking you two.”
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Jason Todd headcanons
back again with my own jason headcanons. I'll get round to posting for others. Also requests are always open, so don't be shy.
• Jay takes in strays, especially if they're babies. He doesn't mind taking in babies, he's got really good fatherly instincts
• Everyone always makes up an excuse to come over to his place, because they don't wanna admit that they love his cooking
• Has a protective mother hen vibe. He's the mother of every friend group, especially towards Roy and Kyle
• Will always text good morning and good night, doesn't matter where he is. His day isn't complete if he doesn't send a text
• In his free time he likes to game, believe it or not he's got over 100 hours on animal crossing
• Although he's got amazing detective skills, he sucks at murder mystery games and movies
• His fave movie genre are rom coms, he even has a top 10 list with his fave movies. His all time fave is 10 things I hate about you and Romeo + Juliet
• Family game night? He's super competitive. There is no such thing as friendship and family during those nights
• He likes feeling wanted within his family, so if Cass asks him if he can accompany her to ballet lessons, or with her and Steph during shopping trips? He's dropping everything to be there
• Will never admit it, but he does love when Dick calls him little wing and he secretly loves his hugs
• Even though he constantly bullies Tim, he will always come by and give him a new cup of coffee and a snack
• If he comes across a stray puppy in the alley? Best believe he's taking the puppy home, and asking Damian to come over to help out
• Every Saturday, he likes to come over and him and Alfred will spend the day cooking new recipes, and then serving it for dinner
• Will act smug and say "yep, Alfred and I cooked this"
• He loves loves compliments. Go on inflate his ego, he deserves all the compliments
• This man is a downright flirt. You're his s/o patrolling with him or you're a villain? Best believe he'll corner you and do the hands above your head trick and lean in close enough to kiss you
• The type to jam the comms by asking the dumbest questions "what type of cheese is your fave? Because mine is parmesan? You could put that shit on anything"
• Also "who's your top 5 rom com leading ladies, and why?"
• Once Dick heard him giggle while wearing his red hood helmet, and he has never let him live since then
Jay: do you think my helmet makes my head look big?
You: is that serious question? Because the answer I'd give you isn't one you'd like
• He is petty as hell!! Eat the cookie he was saving? He'll mess up your apartment by slowly stealing one item at a time
• His fave thing to do after patrol is to snuggle up next to you, head on your chest as you play with his hair
• He loves when you have your head on his lap while he reads or watches tv
• He wears glasses when he's at home, and it's hard keeping your hands to yourself when he's wearing them
• He has a few tattoos, one on his chest with the R for Robin, and half a sleeve on his upper arm
• Has both ears pierced
• He lives for your massages, especially after taking a beating during patrol. He'll be on the bed, muscles tense as you work his shoulders while kissing his neck
• The type to text "this reminded me of you" if he's away on a mission
• As soon as he comes home from a mission, don't expect to leave the apartment, he's gonna show you how much he missed you
• Loves pet names: baby, babe, darling, sweetheart, love, princess, pretty, petal
• If he's had a hard day, always make sure you have his fave food ready, and hold him close to you
• Jason's love language is touch and words of affirmation. Sometimes he gets in his head and overthinks. Be there to remind him how important he is to you, and why he deserves to be loved
• His fave way to spend weekends is by sleeping in, or waking you up with his head between your thighs, or leaving kisses down your neck asking if you wanted a little morning workout
#jason todd#jason todd x reader#red hood x reader#jason todd headcanon#jason todd imagine#jason todd hc#red hood headcanon#red hood imagine#jason todd x you#red hood x you#candice writes
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I’m going to be straight up: antisemitism is genuinely just so depressing. How much longer will the world be unjust like this? How many more times are we going to repeat history?
It feels like a stab in the gut. It is such a grand betrayal… but why am I surprised? I got so comfortable with the illusion of ‘polite society’ being against unjust and cruel hatreds like these. It was just that though, an illusion. A flimsy notion of respect that crumbled oh so easily to reveal the disgusting, abyssal, ancient infection in the mass psyche of humanity that is antisemitism. It was like a fucking pimple waiting to pop. I don’t know if I should seek refuge in optimism. Should I seek refuge in the idea that these cycles will be broken in the future? Should I hope that these lessons will finally be learned?
It’s fucking harrowing… it’s like “we are in your face, we hate you, we all hate you, we decide what you are, we outnumber you, there is no room for you to crawl anymore…” That’s how it feels. It’s so cruel, so conformist, so uncharitable, so closed off. The way people talk about Jews carries so much hatred, so much darkness, and no fairness. It carries this dark overtone of them being so clearly glad that they can finally scratch their ever present itch for Jew hatred. It’s mask off. It’s like… “we’ve set up this game where you can NEVER win, no matter what you do”. With a smug and evil smile. Antisemitism is very “guess, don’t ask”. When you ask, you are identified as an acceptable target for cartoon villain levels of bullying. It’s like… “you can’t ask because we won’t answer. You are bad for asking. You are bad for trying to understand our hatred of you. Why dont you just accept it?We’ve all made up our mind about you!”. It’s so fucking malignant.
I guess I’m just tired of trying to be stoic about this. I can’t really make peace with it. I know I can’t control how people feel and think… but the cruelty of it is damning. It feels like I have no mouth but I must scream, lol.
And I dont freaking hate anybody or want anybody to suffer. I hate injustice so much, in every form. I hate injustice, I hate how ignorant and cult-like hatred is. It closes humanity off to integrity, vulnerability, and growth. It’s so anti-human, so dark, and so insidious.
At the end of the day though, we have each other and that really is so beautiful and comforting. It makes a world of difference to me. And maybe it’s silly of me to be so blindly optimistic… but I have a feeling that justice will prevail in the end. Even if I don’t see it in my lifetime, that is okay. I just hope we are stumbling vaguely in that direction. Even if it isn’t a linear path. I mean.. we’ve come this far haven’t we? There is something to be said about the power of resilience and faith in ourselves. It’s the good kind of self-fulfilling prophecy
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Daniel Watches She-Ra
& The Princesses Of Power
-S1E1- 'The Sword Part 1'
Today's She-Ra Watch Art: This shitty Glimmer doodle.
Look I promise they won't all be garbage ;-; I promise
Okay I wanna preface: Not every post is gonna be this detailed, I didn't even intend to go on this long with just one episode but I lost track of time. Some posts I'll be short & sweet. Some I'll be long winded to a comical degree. Depends on my feeling.
I think I'll just keep it to one paragraph per episode, & only pull out the long rambles when I finish a season. I think that'll work. Yeah.
Okay so I have no idea who any of these people are because I literally just started but one of these guys is a lizard. I'm a huge sucker for lizard people in anything ever so I immediately like this fucker. He's a lizard, that is all I need. He's just instantly cool because lizards are fucking rad as hell dude.
So Cat-Ra speaks, that first fucking line of hers.
The fucking "Hey Adora"
The first fucking thing I said to myself, out loud, was the immediate reaction I had to that line: "Oh so they're gay."
I don't know if it's like canon or not but one of the things I know about this show is people ship them a lot. I have no idea if that's actually like a canon thing in the show or not but I've seen a lot of fanart of them so I know people at the very least WANT them to kiss or hold hands or get married & buy a house in the suburbs & raise like 5 kids & watch Shrek on VHS & talk about doing their taxes or whatever idk.
That being an actual thing in the show itself? Uh I guess I'll see what happens so who the fuck knows man. Maybe they just explode idk.
But like....dude. DUDE. The fucking way Cat-Ra said it was just....
SO fucking extra like that immediately felt fruity to me. I'm already getting that vibe from her. On top of that, the way her & Adora continue to interact in the episode also give off a very distinct vibe, a rather, ahem, 'fruity' vibe. I think I'm already getting the idea of why this ship is popular. I do believe I see the vision.
Also, quick tangent, I LOVE the way the animators animated Cat-Ra like an actual cat. Her hair getting puffed up when she's agitated, her ears moving to reflect her mood. Her eyes dilating like how cat eyes actually do. THEY EVEN ALSO MADE HER PURR LIKE AN ACTUAL CAT, LIKE SHE AUDIBLY CAN BE HEARD PURRING. THAT'S SUCH AN ADORABLE DETAIL & IT MAKES HER IMMEDIATLEY ENDEARING AS FUCK.
Also I guess it makes sense Cat-Ra would be into women, yeah?
Because it makes sense that CAT-Ra would be interested in PUSSY.
(Please Laugh) (I'm desperate please think I'm funny I need this)
Now moving on, let me talk about this BITCH.
One. Compared to the original Shadow Weaver, they sure did make her a way more intimidating villain.
Two. FUCK THIS BITCH??????
THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU FUCKING BITCHY, INKBLOT LOOKING, WACKY WAVING TUBE MAN HAIR HAVING, WIZARD-WANNABE MOTHERFUCKER? LITERALLY SHUT UP
+ NO ONE CARES & ALSO YOU SMELL BAD
+ YOU LOOK LIKE A BOOTLEG ERMAC
+ YOU'RE MEAN TO CAT-RA, I MEAN HONESTLY, WHO THE FUCK JUST BULLIES A CAT?
IMAGINE BULLYING A FUCKING CAT. FUCK THIS BITCH.
I DO NOT CARE FOR THIS WOMAN.
HER SMUG AURA MOCKS ME.
Hi so I immediately love you?? Like instantly my favorite character just from the design alone. Glimmer is so real honestly.
I also like Bow, like, Bow is just so fucking cool & nice? He's such a real one, I wanna be best friends with him & hang out he's just so lovable like he's just awesome. I love this man immediately. He deserves all the good in the world actually.
Also holy shit the contrast between Bow in the original show vs this reboot design.
It's funny, the original design WAY more gay than the new one.
The new one that a lot of people (and by people I mean homophobic douchenozzles.) complained about, the design for Bow in this supposedly 'woke tumblr sjw cartoon' has a design that is far less homoerotic in it's design & feel.
The original Bow just outright looks like a fucking gay pornstar.
He's got the trademark 'Gay Porno Mustache™' & everything.
Okay so there's a magic sword or something, etc.
They mentioned Eternia.
Okay so, one of the reasons the original she-ra was lame as fuck compared to He-Man? No Skeletor.
Hordak & literally all the villains in the original show suck ass.
They fucking suck. Hordak is just Skeletor but boring & shitty.
Why the FUCK did they not take the oppurtunity to replace Hordak with Skeletor? You don't even need to add He-Man, I'm fine with that.
But You could have just taken She-Ra & added a better villain because Skeletor fucking rules. He calls people boobs. That's fucking awesome & cool. WHERE IS HE? WHERE THE FUCK IS SKELETOR?
LOOK SHOW. HORDAK WAS FUCKING LAME AS FUCK.
SO IF THIS REBOOT IS GOING TO CONVINCE ME THAT HORDAK IS IN ANY WAY A LEGITIMATELY COOL VILLAIN, THEN THEY BETTER FUCKING PULL OUT ALL THE STOPS BECAUSE IT'S GONNA TAKE A LOT TO CONVINCE ME THAT THEY WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN BETTER OFF JUST USING SKELETOR INSTEAD. LIKE, YOU BETTER FUCKING IMPRESS ME BECAUSE OTHERWISE, THE LACK OF SKELETOR IS GONNA BE A HUGE FLAW THAT YOU CANNOT OVERLOOK.
I mean, so far they managed to make me actually LIKE Cat-Ra, & the original Cat-Ra fucking sucks. Shadow Weaver sucked & so far at least this reboot Shadow Weaver is actually intimidating. But man, you better fuckin' impress me show, because the lack of Skeletor is felt deep within my soul.
OH wait hold on.
Okay I see why everyone said this show is gay now.
Anyways I didn't mean to ramble on this long about the show in just one episode, I promise this is gonna be a rare occurrence. I think from now on, I'll keep it shortened to just one paragraph per post. I'll only pull out these long posts when I finish a season or something.
Anyways uh:
-Glimmer is the best
-I'm sorry but I'm not over the skeletor thing WHY DID YOU NOT USE HIM HE WAS RIGHT THERE-
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Actually, I've been wanting to hear about what Yuu was doing during the House of Villains event. (That was my very first introduction to the House of Mouse) @sandbees wrote a brief scenario about that.
Obviously, Yuu won't get kicked out, but boy is it awkward for her. Wait til her classmates hear about this.
It's our house now,
It's our house now.
It's the fact you can't ignore.
Shut the windows. Lock the doors!
- smol me blasting this every Halloween to drive my parents crazy
So the villains do the whole take over thing where they prove how evil and not-boring they are (still can't believe that they were being bullied and peer pressured by a parrot). Since they can't kick out their favourite staff member, she's making sure the chaos isn't too crazy.
Also side note but Yuu wears a vampire costume to match with Mickey and Minnie because I said so.
When the whole 'kicking the staff out scene' happens they make sure to keep Yuu contained in an area so she can't stop them/escape. IDK maybe the hyenas and Pain and Panic lock her in the kitchen when the lights go out and let her out when they're done.
Yuu: *finally bursts out of the kitchen to the main area and sees all of the staff gone, Horace is tied up in the control room and the villains are singing and doing a conga line around the hall* What the-
I like to think that the heroes are like "oh no, those villains are holding poor Yuu hostage. We must save her." While she's just sitting at a table drinking tea with the Queen of Hearts, Queen Grimhilde and Maleficent and having a pleasant conversation.
The Great Seven see this as a perfect opportunity to do more matchmaking. When's a better time to talk about their twisted counterparts when than when Yuu literally can't escape the conversation.
As much as she wants to comfort and hang out with the heroes (poor Piglet has been shaking under the table for the past ten minutes) she knows that she has to do damage control before Mickey gets back. At least she's got the penguin waiters and Fantasia brooms to help her. Plus the nicer henchmen like Mr Smee and Kronk are making sure that she's all right. As much as villains like Kaa and Shere Khan want to scare her, everyone knows that she's off limits (she's even got frickin Chernabog and the Horned King on her side. How does she do it?!)
Besides everyone has seen what she's been through. This little coup is nothing compared overblots and NRC life in general - she can handle herself just fine.
It would help though if she wasn't being pulled from her work every five minutes because a different villain wants to talk to her. They all want her to join in with the chaos and villainy and maybe prove to those do-gooder heroes that she likes them more but she's just like "guys, it's a school night."
When Mickey does save the day, she's there cheering him on with everyone else (sorry not sorry, Jafar. The Fab Five are like her family and you did lock them out onto the streets). Also can we talk about how Aladdin was a real MVP during that episode because he's going to be so smug hearing Yuu praise him for throwing them the lamp.
Also when the other customers are freed (I know that some of the heroes were still in the HoM whilst others were locked out) you bet, they're all going to have one big group hug and they're going to check if Yuu is okay.
When she recounts all of this to her friends they're like: The Great Seven sort of kidnapped you?
Yuu: Yeah but Mickey gave me a raise so it's cool. Also he can deflect fireballs.
@adrianasunderworld Any thoughts?
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Triptych | "They called me a villain."
Chisaki Kai x f!Reader
summary: Your life is nothing more than a triptych, a work of art in three parts with each panel depicting a distinct period — a beginning, a middle, an end. And in the triptych that is your life, the central figure has always been Chisaki Kai.
chapter warnings: 18+ minors/ageless/blank blogs dni, yandere, possessive behavior, bullying, violence, complicated family dynamics
words: 3.2k
notes: this is from a non-chronological series so the parts can be read in any order.
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The Beginning
The classroom is loud with the sound of third-graders packing up their belongings and emptying the room as the school day comes to an end. You quickly rush to pack your own backpack, a stark contrast to your classmates who are laughing with their friends. The quicker you leave, the more likely you are to avoid any form of attention.
You’re trying so hard to remain invisible that you completely miss your name repeatedly being called. It’s only when a balled-up piece of paper hits the side of your head that you startle before freezing.
The loud burst of giggles that follows your reaction catches your attention and you look at the group of four girls that are crowded around one desk. You glance around the room to see that other than a few stragglers, you’re on your own.
“Sorry. Were you talking to me?” you ask nervously, your eyes darting down to your backpack where your fingers are fidgeting with the zipper. Another round of muffled giggles has your cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“You look so scared,” Hana, the girl at the center of the group and almost certainly the one to have thrown the paper ball at you, teases. “We’re not gonna hurt you or anything.”
You chew on your bottom lip anxiously, fighting the instinct to curl in on yourself defensively.
“Sorry,” you repeat, the word sounding small. “What did you say?”
“What’s your Quirk? We’re trying to decide whose is the coolest,” Hana says before rolling her eyes. “But I don’t know why we’re bothering, mine is definitely the best.”
With a smug smile, she holds up her hand, palm facing up, and looks at it for a few moments. As she continues to concentrate, her skin begins to turn soft pink and beautiful cherry blossoms start to very slowly emerge from her palm.
“Ahh, Hana-chan! Your Quirk is so pretty,” Hana’s best friend, Miyoko, gushes as the other girls sitting around her join in with their own sounds of awe.
“So, what’s your Quirk?” Hana asks you, not looking away from her hand where a small pile of cherry blossoms continues to slowly grow.
“Oh, it’s nothing special,” you mumble, self-consciously dropping your gaze to your shoes. “Definitely nothing like yours.”
“Obviously. No one’s is like mine,” Hana scoffs. “So, what is it?”
The group of girls look away from Hana’s petals and toward you expectantly. Unsure what else you can do, you start to toy with the zipper of your backpack.
“Um, it’s called Immunity?” you tentatively answer, although it sounds much more like a question. The girls all look at you with confusion.
“Immunity?” one of the girls, Saori, asks.
“Quirks don’t work on me,” you explain and something about their curiosity gives you just the little bit of courage you needed.
You walk towards Hana’s desk and reach out to touch her hand and demonstrate your Quirk. The moment that your finger touches her, her skin returns to its normal color and the seemingly unending flow of cherry blossoms comes to a sudden halt.
“Wow,” Miyoko breathes with wide eyes and you shyly smile.
With everyone’s attention now on you and your eyes timidly starting back down at the floor, no one sees the way Hana crushes the delicate cherry blossoms in her hand as she makes an angry fist.
“Yeah, so if someone tries to use their Quirk on me or I touch someone using their Quirk, then it stops working,” you continue.
You glance up to see that the girls are all looking at you with keen interest and you feel a small flutter in your stomach. Maybe your Quirk has opened the door. Maybe this is your chance. Maybe now they’ll finally see you as one of them.
But the small ray of hope is blocked and an overwhelming pit of anxiety that you’re all too familiar with replaces it at Hana’s next words.
“That’ll be really useful when you become a villain!” she points out, a deep maliciousness lurking just underneath her enthusiastic tone.
Your gaze immediately drops back down as you silently beg for the floor to open up and swallow you whole — anything to disappear from this moment.
“The heroes won’t be able to use their Quirks to stop you so you can do whatever you want!” Hana says eagerly. Following her lead, the other girls begin to laugh, any trace of interest in your Quirk now gone.
“Yeah! That’s a villain’s Quirk,” the fourth girl, Naomi, eagerly agrees. You can feel your face heating and you grip tightly onto the fabric of your uniform’s skirt.
“I’m not gonna be a villain,” you protest, your voice small.
“You’re already a villain,” Hana scoffs, making the other girls giggle again. “My mom told me to stay away from you. She said your whole family is dangerous.”
You weakly shake your head, angry with yourself as your vision starts to sting with unshed tears.
“We’re not villains,” you mumble and you hear the screeching of a chair scraping across the floor as Hana stood up.
“The people who go into your house don’t come out alive,” she gleefully crows as she approaches you.
“Sounds like a villain to me, Hana-chan,” Saori comments, egging her on and you furiously rub your eyes to get rid of your tears.
“The heroes will probably get you soon, though,” Hana muses as her shoes come into your line of sight now that she’s standing directly in front of you. “They’ll get you and your whole family. They’ll lock them up in the villain prison.”
Despite the two of you being the same height, it seems like she’s looming over you as you continue to shrink in on yourself.
“Hey, Saori. Doesn’t your uncle work at the villain prison?” Hana turns back to her friend group to casually ask.
“Yeah, I heard him telling my dad about it. He said it’s awful. That the villains are locked up alone all day and no one can visit,” Saori answers and her words strike something deep inside of you.
“That’s what’s gonna happen to you and your whole villain family,” Hana says, focusing her attention and cruelty back on you. “They’re all gonna get thrown in there with no way out so you’ll be all alone, whether they get you or not.”
She then gives your shoulder a rough shove, causing you to stumble backward and the rest of the girls laugh at your expense. You flinch in anticipation as she reaches up to do it again but everyone freezes when your name is called from the doorway.
“Ch-Chisaki-kun,” Hana greets, nervousness in her voice as she turns her back to you so that she can face him. Blocked from his sight behind Hana, you quickly brush away the tears from your cheeks and eyes, trying to remove any evidence of what Kai is interrupting.
“What are you doing?” he asks, his tone dangerous even for a child.
The girls are all suspiciously silent, looking to Hana to come up with the excuse that will keep Kai’s anger at bay.
“We were just having fun,” Hana replies, the other girls nodding in agreement. She then looks at you with menacing and expectant eyes. “Isn’t that right?”
Your gaze remains trained on the floor, your toes curling anxiously inside of your shoes before you nod weakly as well.
“Yeah, don’t worry, Kai. We were just having fun,” you murmur, your voice sounding dull to your own ears. You can feel the frustration rolling off of Hana in waves at how unconvincing you are.
But she then returns to her desk and finally begins to pack up her things, the other three girls seizing the opportunity to follow suit and escape Kai’s attention.
“We were just talking about our Quirks. She’s got a cool one. There’s a lot she could do with it,” Hana continues, but you can hear what she’s really saying.
‘A lot she could do with it as a villain.’
“Well, we should get going,” she tells him as she swings her backpack over her shoulders, the other girls copying her actions. She gives you a friendly wave goodbye. “See you tomorrow.”
If you looked up, then you would have seen the ugly look she’s sending you. But, too scared to look anywhere that isn’t the floor, it goes unnoticed. The four girls then slip past Kai, who remains standing in the doorway. He follows them with narrowed eyes until they turn the corner in the hallway and disappear from sight.
Now alone in the empty classroom with Kai, you let out the breath you’ve been holding.
“What were they doing?” he asks, breaking the silence as he walks toward you.
“Nothing,” you mumble.
Instead of stopping before you, Kai moves past you. A few moments later, your backpack appears in front of you as he holds it out. You grab onto the handle, but when you try to take it from him, he holds onto it tightly. You look up at him with confusion.
“What were they doing?” he repeats and you drop your gaze back to the floor.
“They called me a villain,” you whisper and you hurriedly wipe away the tears that are brimming your eyes. Your next words feel heavy on your tongue, not wanting to have to repeat them aloud. “They said my Quirk was perfect for a villain because I can stop heroes.”
In your periphery, you can see the way Kai’s free hand curls into angry fists. You want to reach out and cover it with yours to try and calm him, but are too timid to actually do so.
“They don’t know what they’re talking about,” he snaps, his tone harsh enough that it has you flinching away from him despite knowing that his temper isn’t directed at you — it never is. “They think their Quirks are so special? They want to be heroes?”
You shrug, unable to answer him. Your mind is still wrapped up in Hana’s last insult to you.
“Hana said that the heroes were gonna put us all in the villain prison,” you say, your voice trembling.
“That’s never gonna happen. We’re yakuza, not villain dirt,” Kai replies.
“She said you would all go to prison and then I’d be left all alone,” you continue softly as if he hadn’t spoken. And somehow, your next question manages to sound even more pitiful. “You won’t leave me alone, right?”
“Never,” he assures you and you give a small nod in thanks.
There’s a long pause before Kai finally relinquishes his hold on your backpack so that it falls to your side, your fingers wrapped around the handle tightly.
“I’ll make sure they don’t bother you again,” he tells you and you nervously shake your head.
“Please don’t. They’ll just make fun of me more if you do,” you protest weakly. It wouldn’t be the first time Kai’s protectiveness had only worsened the bullying. When he remains silent, you beg him again. “Please, Kai.”
He exhales loudly and you glance up to see that although he looks unhappy, he doesn’t seem like he’s going to argue with you.
“Fine,” he grumbled, starting to turn away from you before pausing. “But if it happens again, I’ll make them sorry.”
Just as he begins to walk away, you instinctively reach out and grab the back of his shirt — a habit of yours that’s grown over time.
“Thank you for stopping them,” you murmur and you’re embarrassed when your eyes begin to sting with tears again as you remember just how scared you had been of their bullying. “They would have kept going if you weren’t there.”
“I’ll always stop them,” he promises.
“I know,” you say with a watery smile and a soft sniffle.
Kai turns around, causing you to let go of your hold on his shirt. He then interlaces his fingers with your now free ones and tugs you along after him out of the classroom. With him at your side, you finally feel safe enough to face the remaining students lingering through the hallways with their friends.
As long as Kai is with you, none of them would dare approach you. He’s your shield from the bullies who are intent on making your life a living hell.
But whatever sense of safety he gives you is quick to disappear the next morning when you walk into the classroom to find the classmates who are already present surrounding your desk. The mixture of laughter and chatter is deafening as dread settles heavily in your stomach.
They seem to slowly realize you’ve arrived because a path begins to open, allowing you to make your way through the crowd to your desk. You freeze, your heart dropping to the floor when you see why your desk has drawn so much attention.
In black marker, the word ‘VILLAIN’ is scrawled across its surface.
You can’t move and can’t look away. It’s through tears that you see the single cherry blossom petal on your chair.
The following events pass by in a blur, your shame and humiliation clouding your mind so thickly that it feels like there’s a wall keeping you insulated from everything that follows.
Your teacher’s gentle hand on your shoulder leads you from the classroom to the principal’s office. Your father picks you up from school and his comforting words fall on deaf ears. You curl up in your bed, hiding away from the rest of the world. Your housekeeper comes by intermittently to drop off tea, then lunch, then an afternoon snack — all of it going untouched.
None of it feels like it’s real.
You’re simply in a dream, a nightmare.
You’ve convinced yourself so thoroughly that you’ll wake up and everything will be fine that when you feel the duvet being lifted and someone small sliding into your bed behind you, you think that this must be part of your dream as well.
“I made her pay,” Kai’s voice breaks through your haze, his words wrapping you up like a security blanket. “They don’t get to hurt you.”
Silence settles over you, the rest of the afternoon and evening quickly slipping by until your housekeeper gently wakes you the next morning. You don’t even remember falling asleep. When you try to pull your duvet over your head, she pulls it back.
“I know you don’t want to, but your father said you need to go to school today,” she says, her tone soft and kind, as if she’s speaking to a wounded animal. “I’m sorry. I wish I could keep you here, but he said that you needed to present them with a brave face.”
With eyes swollen from all the crying that you’ve done and a head so heavy that it feels like it’s filled with cement, you simply nod and sit up. You’re too tired — and too obedient of a daughter — to argue with your father’s demand.
You go slowly through the motions of getting ready. Too anxious to eat the breakfast that’s laid out before you at Kai’s side, you play absently with your chopsticks until he’s ready to leave.
With your hand in his, the pair of you silently walk to school. When you reach the gates, your feet still and it’s only his tug on your hand that has you following behind him once more. You keep your eyes trained on your shoes, unable to look up and meet anyone’s gaze as you hear them whispering when you pass. When you both arrive at your classroom, he tries to let go of your hand but you cling to him tightly.
“It’s okay. No one will bother you,” he tells you and you glance up to meet his eyes. He looks so certain that after a long moment, you let go of his hand and he nods encouragingly.
Dropping your gaze again, you walk into the classroom. The relief you feel when you see that you’ve been given a brand-new desk calms you slightly. But your anxiety still remains largely unchecked as your classmates’ unintelligible whispers continue.
It’s only once you’re seated in your chair and can finally hear what the girl who sits behind you is saying that your sense of panic begins to abate, realizing that the whispers aren’t about you.
“...broke her leg,” she hisses across the aisle to the boy sitting next to her.
“How?” he asks curiously.
“She fell down the stairs. One of the teachers found her. They had to call an ambulance and everything,” she tells him and it feels like someone has poured a bucket of ice-cold water over you.
‘I made her pay.’
The words that Kai told you last night, the ones that you thought were part of your dream, the ones that made you feel so safe, ring in your ears.
“I saw the teachers all around her. I could see her bone!” one of your classmates loudly interrupts her, eager to show off, and she lets out a loud sound of disgust.
“No, you didn’t!” she argues.
“Yes, I did!” he retorts, angry that she doesn’t believe him. “It was so gross! And she wouldn’t stop crying and screaming.”
“Duh, she fell down the stairs and broke her leg. Wouldn’t you cry and scream?” the first boy points out.
The three of them continue to gossip with your back turned to them. All of it starts to blur together until you hear one of them finally say her name, confirming just who was at the center of the school’s gossip.
“Do you think Hana-chan can walk?”
“She probably just has to get a cast or something. I had to get one when I broke my arm last year,” you hear the girl reply before their whispering fades back into an indecipherable buzz to your ears.
As you look down at your clean desktop, you use your finger to write out the word that was scrawled across your old desk yesterday.
VILLAIN.
You then quickly wipe your hand over its surface, like doing so will erase both the word and the memory.
Maybe you should feel bad about what happened to Hana but all you can think about is how she had thrown that word around at you on an almost daily occurrence and how much time you’ve spent crying because of it.
And when she returns to class a couple of weeks later in a wheelchair and refuses to look in your direction, you decide that what happened to her — what Kai did to her — is alright.
Isn’t she the real villain? She tormented you. She laughed at you. She made you cry. She made sure no one would be your friend. Heroes don’t do that. Heroes are the ones who protect people from that.
And Kai is the one who protected you. It doesn’t matter that he fights with other students. It doesn’t matter that they’re scared of him. It doesn’t matter that he’s going to lead the yakuza one day.
Kai protected you from your villain.
And for that, you decide that Kai will always be your hero.
#tw yandere#tw bullying#overhaul x reader#overhaul#chisaki kai#chisaki kai x reader#bnha#bnha x reader#mha x reader#mha#my hero academia x reader#my hero academia#boku no hero acedamia#boku no hero academia x reader#triptych#mel writes
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For @drarrymicrofic 's song prompt Guess Who's Back by Danko Jones. 390 | G.
My immediate though for this prompt was villain Drarry causing mayhem throughout the country. But I'm bad at writing actions and scaring Harry seemed fun, hence, this fic.
Guess Who's Back?
Harry fell off the chair before the door was fully opened. His elbow hit the floor painfully and the chair was digging his ribs but he could not care less. His eyes were glued on the man who had just stepped into the room.
“Ladies and gentlemen, guess who's back? Me!” shouted the man cheerfully, swinging a bag. He was sporting a smug grin. Along with his flashing gray eyes, it gave off the vibe of a villain in comics.
Draco Malfoy was back.
Leader of the Slytherin gang of bullies back at Hogwarts. Former Death Eater. Famous high fashion designer in the world. Harry’s ex. He was back.
Malfoy took a glance at Harry and smirked. “Happy that I'm back, Scarhead?”
Harry gulped. He didn’t think that he was happy. He wasn’t sure he wasn’t either. So he decided to ignore the question. “When—? How—?”
Malfoy, rude as he had always been, didn’t wait until he finished his sentence to throw himself on Harry’s table. “Spare me the niceties. Let’s get to the job.” Oh Gryffindor, from this perspective, Malfoy's legs looked like they were miles long. Harry could even see his milky skin through the opening of his trousers' legs— Harry needed to get up immediately. “What style do you want your robe to be?”
“My robe?” Harry blinked. Understanding descended upon him a minute later. He promptly turned to Luna. “You called him?!”
Luna smiled her familiar serene smile – the one Harry had started to dread. “Draco is the best designer and you need a nice robe for the upcoming ball.”
“But why—“ my ex? Why the man I accidentally drove out of the country with our disaster break up? The one person you know that I'm still dreaming of at night? Harry swallowed his thoughts back. As if he could ever say that.
Malfoy narrowed his eyes. “Are you doubting my ability, Potter? For your information, you will not find anyone better than me in the Continent. In the whole world, I dare say.” Then, he smiled. “Or, are you scared?”
Harry was. But there was no way he would ever admit that to Draco Malfoy of all people.
“You wish,” said Harry, standing up.
“Then I'm looking forward to working with you.” Malfoy’s eyes glinted.
...Maybe Harry should have just admitted it.
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Jay Defending You from Bullies Would Include...
On the Isle, there’s always been a pecking order. Bigger, more powerful people have more say and authority than smaller, weaker people. The same goes for the VK children.
Jay never had to worry too much, the most he worried about was the Gaston twins and some of his Dad’s pissed off customers but he could handle them. Until he met you.
Relationships weren’t an open and proud thing on the Isle, so it was disguised as an alliance. Like a Villain Sidekick scenario.
Jay was absolutely furious the first time you showed to his Dad’s shop, bleeding from a busted lip and nose and your bag ransacked, multiple items stolen. He was even more furious when you didn’t immediately tell him who did it.
In his mind, you were his and no way was someone going to hurt, break or steal from him.
He was shaking your shoulders, begging you angrily to tell him who did this. And eventually, in a quiet voice, you told him.
He stops and storms out of the door angrily, ignoring your calls to “come back” and “please let it go”. You were too nice for your own good. You waited at Jafar’s pawn shop as long as you could until Jafar screamed at you to get out. And with no idea where Jay was, you left and quickly went to your own dwelling.
He furiously made his way down the back alleys and dark streets of the Isle, fuming but plotting, nonetheless. On the Isle, there were only a few places to be so he went and kept going until he found them. And boy, was that a sight when he did.
He wouldn’t give them the common decency of making them aware of his presence, he would just swing on sight. As he fought, he thought of your bloodied nose and bruised eye and let his anger run through him.
“Whatever you do to them, I’m gonna do to you. Worse.”
As he gets ready to leave, he digs through their pocket and finds a pendant he knew for a fact you carried. He sneered at the broken body of his opponent and with one final kick to their ribs, he left.
It was only on the walk to your place that he started to feel the extent of his own injuries. He felt a familiar soreness that comes with fighting, and he looked down at his stinging knuckles, only to see nearly all of them split and bleeding. You were worth it though.
It was early morning hours when he slid your window up and climbed in, instantly waking you from your slumber, brushing off your concern of if he’s okay.
“You should see the other guys.”
He holds up your pendant, swinging it back and forward in a smug manner. With a very undignified squeal, you launched yourself at him and hugged around his neck, planting kiss after kiss on him.
In his eyes, this was a best-case scenario. He got to beat up some of his least favorite people and got kisses from his favorite person? That is a win-win situation.
In Auradon, things are different. There’s still a pecking order but the behavior is different. It’s backhanded compliments, judging gazes and petty behavior instead of beatings, theft and traps.
Like on the Isle, this behavior doesn’t happen in his ear shot. It would be even harder to get you to tell him who’s doing it. You don’t want to see him sent back to the Isle. He assures you he won’t.
Intimidation works like a charm in Auradon. If he sees one of your bullies even looking in your direction, he’ll saunter up behind you and throw a protective arm over your shoulder, all while fixing them with a death glare.
Mal, Evie and Carlos call him your personal bodyguard.
In the rare scenario intimidation doesn’t work, he corners said bully and threatens them all while having a smile on his face.
“So, (Y/N), huh? They’re great, really important to me. I would do anything for them, all they have to do is give me the word. And I mean anything.”
The whole time, he’s looking at them with a bitter smile before it falls into an intimidating death glare that could run most VKs off.
Your bully usually shows up and apologizes in a small voice while Jay looks at you with a victorious grin and heart eyes.
As soon as they’re gone, Jay pulls you into a hug, finally happy that his favorite person is comfortable and safe again. He meant what he said, anything for you.
#he is so fine#i had forgotten#descendants jay#descendants#disney descendants#jay imagine#descendants jay x reader#jay headcanons
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Ep 3
The Caricature Car
Lucas let out a shudder as they exited a door and came to the outside of the car. "Can we take a moment to look around before falling headfirst into something? That was the grossest thing I've ever experienced."
"I tripped", Steve rolled his eyes. "And it wasn't that bad."
"Not that bad?!", Lucas' eyes bugged out.
"Didn't realize you had such an aversion to jello", Eddie grinned.
"That was not jello, that was aspic. Which is just one of the many crimes your people have to eventually answer for", Lucas said while walking the bridge between the cars.
"Who's people do you think he means?", Steve asked.
Eddie patted his shoulder. "I'm gonna wager he's bemoaning the cuisine that many suburban white moms seem to favor. The fact you didn't flinch at beef suspended in gelatin tells a lot about you."
Lucas got to the next door first. "Just watch your step next time."
He opened the door and immediately walked through a scanner. Lucas groaned at his luck while Steve let out a big and smug 'Ha!'.
"What sort of contraption be this?", Chadwick walked in next, but moved around the scanner, as did Steve and Eddie.
All four of them watched in awe as a giant printer sounded and a paper flew from the output. It fluttered until it landed right in front of Lucas. A life size drawing of him with exaggerated features.
"Hey, it's like one of those things you get at an amusement park", Steve snapped his fingers in recognition.
"Honestly not the worst thing to walk into", Eddie put his hands in his pockets as he leaned in to take a closer look at the drawing.
"What are you looking at, freak?", the drawing said, making Eddie jump back, nearly into Steve's chest.
"What the...?", Lucas took a step back.
The drawing stepped off the paper and Chadwick drew his sword. "Stand back, villain!"
"What's he supposed to be? The Tin Man?", Caricature-Lucas said with a sneer.
"Wow, it's like looking at twins", Steve said sarcastically.
"You're taking this so well, it's almost attractive", Eddie said.
Steve would've replied with something he hoped to be clever, but he was caught on Eddie's words.
"Okay, granted, this is probably just as weird as everything else we've seen, but it's still majorly MESSED UP!", Lucas shouted.
Chadwick began to panic. "What evil! I can't tell which is which!"
"Oh give me a break", Lucas groaned and started to walk. The door to the other side wasn't far. It was visible in the distance. Caricature-Lucas followed.
"Why am I going along with these two? A has been and a wannabe?"
Eddie leaned over to Steve. "Am I the has been or the wannabe?"
"Is either good?", Steve asked, tolerating the drawing because surely they'd be able to leave it once they left the car. Then again, Chadwick was able to come with them.
"Steve and Eddie are my friends", Lucas said. "And you don't look anything like me!"
"You're friends with them? I thought the whole reason we joined the team was so we'd stop being bullied. Isn't that why we're doing the basketball camp?", Caricature-Lucas pressed. His paper limbs make crinkly sounds as he walked.
"He's doing the camp because he wants to get better at his game, right Lucas?", Steve said coming up beside him.
"Yeah, I do...But what if getting better means I turn into that?", he asked while gesturing to his paper self.
"I'm what you wanna be", Caricature-Lucas stood in front of him, blocking his way. "Jason was crazy in the end, but you looked up to him. He has everything you want."
"Not everything. And I didn't want to be anything like him."
"Good as basketball, popular, he was able to get the whole town to rally behind him. If you stood up in a crowd and tried that, I don't even think your friends would get behind you."
"Hey, back off", Steve said, pushing the drawing. It felt exactly like shoving paper, ineffective.
Caricature-Lucas continued. "I bet if Jason had shot you that night-"
Eddie roared and took Chadwick's knife, slicing through Caricature-Lucas. Steve took one of the halves and started ripping it into even tinier pieces.
"Fuck that guy", Eddie spit on the lifeless shreds. Then he turned to Chadwick with a low bow. "My apologies for taking your blade without permission.
"None taken, Sir Eddie. I only wish my own hand had been much quicker. How dare he question Sir Lucas' honor and worth?"
"You guys...just ripped me to pieces", Lucas said, looking at what had been himself, all over the ground.
"Lucas, that wasn't you", Steve said. "It was literally a caricature."
"Yeah and a bad one", Eddie added. "Your ears aren't that big. Now if it was my talented hand, I would bring the attention to your strong brow and perfect row of teeth, but that's just me. We can't all be skilled artists."
"Skilled artist my ass, I've seen your doodles", Steve said, stepping over the shreds, towards the door.
"You wound me, good sir!", Eddie exclaimed.
Lucas watched as his number dropped and let out a sigh like a weight had been lifted up from him. He followed behind the two and Chadwick brought up the rear.
Steve’s number: 159
Eddie’s number: 257
Lucas’ number: 25
Next Episode: The Introductions Car
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"Well, well -- looks like we caught a little princess."
"'Extremely dangerous: keep out of reach of children.' ...Cool!"
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Hey, I said I'd have more of my characters dressed up for Halloween! Well, here's Carewyn and Jacob's uncle, Blaise Cromwell, and his son, Tristan, dressed as Colonel Muska from Studio Ghibli's Castle in the Sky and Sid Phillips from Pixar's Toy Story, respectively! I'll be honest, I did waffle a little on who I was going to dress these two up as, but I'm overall really happy with how they turned out!
Blaise's second choice was Magnifico from the upcoming film Wish, since that character is voiced by Chris Pine, my face claim for Blaise...but honestly, we know so little about the character so far that I couldn't really guess how proper of a fit the casting would be, and honestly, most of what I've gathered so far led me to think it's not as good of a fit. However smug and arrogant Blaise can be, he really isn't a show-off, vain, or interested in positive attention from the masses, the way Magnifico seems to be...so ultimately Colonel Muska -- easily my favorite Ghibli villain of all time -- felt like a better fit to me. Just like Muska, Blaise is more than crafty enough to emotionally manipulate others to get his way, and his motivation honestly comes back to his family line. He's not the sort to want the world to love or praise him, but he is absolutely the sort to want the power he feels is owed him by his heritage, and he has been poisoned enough by Charles's toxic masculinity to bypass values like compassion and nurturing kindness in favor of violence and control. Not to mention I could totally see Blaise "coddling" Carewyn in a similar way that Muska "coddles" Sheeta, acting all understanding and decent until he's challenged and put in a position where he might not get what he wants. And honestly, Mark Hamill just knocks the SOCKS off Muska in the dub, which is the version of Muska I first encountered as a girl!!
My second choice for Tristan was Victor Van Dort from Tim Burton's Corpse Bride...but I'm sorry, as much as Tristan has the "isolated, piano-playing Goth boy" element down, especially in his fashion sense as an adult, I felt like Victor just didn't capture the slightly messed-up, darkness-loving, eccentric aspect of Carewyn's youngest cousin. Tristan loves studying both human and animal anatomy, to the extent that he has a dog skeleton in his room and dresses it up like a pet. He finds macabre amusement in telling Carewyn that Hogsmeade village got burned to the ground by the Death Eaters. He has no social skills and has a bad tendency to boss people around when he wants something rather than use even the barest amount of politeness. TELL ME that doesn't remind you of a certain crazy neighborhood bully with a love of ripping toys apart and putting them back together in freakish creations. Plus, I'll just be honest, working at the Oogie Boogie Bash at Disneyland, Sid's meet-and-greets are just ridiculously fun. Fortunately unlike a lot of other Disney and Pixar "villains," Sid isn't a truly evil person -- just an incredibly mean-spirited kid -- and considering he does seem to have chilled out by movie 3 enough to get a cameo working as a garbageman, I'd like to think that like Tristan does, Sid eventually matured a bit and maybe became a slightly better person.
Happy Halloween, all! Much love!! xoxo 🎃
#hphm#hogwarts mystery#my art#blaise cromwell#tristan cromwell#halloween#castle in the sky#toy story
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And now the fight between Sanji and Luffy.
First of all, Sanji probably doesn't believe he can be saved and that's because his family seems to be too powerful and there are too many things at stake - not just Sanji's hands and Zeff's head, but probably even Straw Hats' lives too - for him to see any way out of this situation. He also can't tell Luffy anything about this, because he's riding with his monstrous brothers and father.
So he decides to play along and say some terrible things to his captain. And he knows Luffy very well; he knows what words will make him angry and what kind of men Luffy despises. And so Sanji plays a spoiled noble, he talks about social standing and about being able to use servants and soldiers as he likes.
Look at his face in that scene. Look at his eyes and arrogant smile. He really wants to come off as evil and smug, and heartless as most of the villains Straw Hats encountered. He wants Luffy to see him as a liar and piece of shit; as a false friend not worth saving.
But Luffy went through a similar "We are not friends anymore" bullshit with Nami and Robin, and he didn't give up on them either, so he quickly see through his cook's performance and calls him out.
Yonji proposes to fight with Luffy, but Sanji tells him he will "send them off" himself. And I have two ideas as why he does that:
Because he doesn't want Luffy to face his brothers. As I said earlier, he doesn't believe right now that there is a way out of this situation. I think that recently he reverted to this scared, bullied child who is helpless against his abusers, so he doesn't believe Luffy can take Vansmokes, especially on his own. Given that Vansmokes earlier threatened him repeatedly about attacking Baratie ("There will be blood on East Blue." and all that crap), so even if Luffy used all his fighting techniques and beat up each and every Vansmoke, Baratie could suffer every moment.
Because he's playing both before Luffy and his family a cold-hearted man who betrayed his captain for wealth and comfort.
When Sanji attacks with one of his more powerful moves, he expects Luffy to fight back, to defend himself with haki if necessery... but Luffy doesn't want to fight. He wants to talk. He wants to know what's going on. As I said earlier, he went through this with Nami and Robin, and he's not going to just give up on a member of his crew.
Their fight is very one-sided (even if Luffy calls it a duel) - Sanji attacks and Luffy takes it. Finally Sanji - knowing that his captain won't give up on him and won't fight him either - uses a very powerful move that knocks Luffy out. Nami slaps him for this, but it's safe to assume that Sanji used enough power to make Luffy unconscious, but not enough to kill him. And even if the Vansmokes won't believe that Luffy is dead, they will believe that Sanji cut his ties with him.
Anyway, Luffy gets up pretty quickly and says it how it is:
"I know you were just saying things that you didn't want to! Stop lying! Did you think you could send me away that easily?! Screw that! No matter how many times you kick me, you're the one that gets hurt."
Nami is skeptical of Sanji, but Luffy shuts her down and vows to stay in one place and starve until Sanji comes back. It's important to remember that before he does it, he has a flashback of Sanji telling him about All-Blue. He even says: "Our journey isn't done yet." Sanji may say that he's happy now, but Luffy knows his deepest dream and Straw Hat wants Sanji to achieve it.
"You're the cook of my ship! I won't eat anything other than what you cook! Even if I get hungry or the spears rain on me, I'll stay right here and wait for you! Be sure to come back, Sanji! Without you, I... I can't become the Pirate King!"
This vow is especially poignient because ever since his two years in Okama hell, Sanji started to be more vocal about wanting Luffy to become a Pirate King and his own motivation for staying in Queendom was to make his camrades stronger.
Sanji knows it, Nami knows it, we know it - Luffy is a glutton and needs meat. So for him saying he won't eat anything, unless Sanji comes back, is a big deal.
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Ectoberhaunt Day 3: Chaos
“Hey! What are you doing with the Master Emerald?!” the red guy in front of him yelled at the frootloop.
“Hmm. Oh, you mean this? Just thought I would put it to a better use that sitting up in that altar all day. Have fun with your new friends, Daniel, ta!”
Plasmius disappeared in a wave of smoke like the smug asshole he is, carrying a large green gem that’s apparently called a ‘Master Emerald’. Danny has been spending hours searching for him only to find him already taking some new source of power. Great.
“Do you have any idea what your ‘friend’ is going after, he already took the Master Emerald. The Chaos Emeralds could be his next target and now we have to find them before that vampire AND Eggman get them!”
Danny was jolted out of his internal gripes when the loud red guy spun around and started yelling a bunch of confusing information at him all at once.
“Dude, I barely got three hours of sleep last night and that frootloop had me on a wild goose chase all day. I just got here. All I know from what you said is that it’s worse than I thought about what he stole and something about ‘Chaos Emeralds’? Are they like smaller green gem things? And is this island falling?!”
“Since you don’t know, Chaos Emeralds are multicolored gems with resonating power that carry great power alone and are even more dangerous when brought together, especially when it’s in the hands of someone who wants them for evil purposes! As for falling...” he trailed off when the angry red guy spoke up.
“The Master Emerald is what keeps Angel Island up in the sky, or at least it DID until your BUDDY took it with him!”
What a helpful and smart.. two tailed fox boy. Today is already so wierd, Danny doesn’t even want to question it right now. And they were falling out of the sky.
“That makes sense I guess. Plasmius is NOT my friend though. He’s a 40 year old man who likes to bully a sleep deprived teen and hit on a married woman. Well, if both our villains are coming for those things, how about we learn each other’s names while we get out of here! Mine’s Phantom!”
Danny moved to pick them up to fly off this place, only to be surprised the little fox boy could use his tails to fly. Huh, thats neat. He locked hands with the blue guy so Danny got go grab the red dude who at least won’t fight him on their way off.
Landing a bit away and letting go of their non flying companions, blue guy came up to him and introduced himself.
“Hey, now that we’re a bit safer I can indroduce myself! I’m Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog. Over there is my buddy, Tails, and the one you had with you earlier is my friend, Knuckles. Now that that’s done, we better get moving to catch up with Eggman and that Plasmius guy!” and he sped off, leaving a trail of blue in his wake.
“...Is your friend always like that?”
“Yeah, pretty much. He’s right and we should catch up. Knuckles already left his own way, too.”
“Right! Let’s go stop some power hungry villains, today can’t possibly get any more chaotic... and i just jinxed it.”
And so begins the wild team up of Team Sonic and Phantom against their foes after the Chaos Emeralds, and the start of a new friendship.
#danny phantom#sonic#fanfic#my writing#my art#crossover#ectoberhaunt#ectoberhaunt22#eh chaos#day 3#chaos#man i wrote a lot#fanfiction#my fic#long post
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BSD and MHA crossover headcanons:
* Russian Bakugou
* Good Fyodor
* Yokohama is thought to be a city full of criminals and villains because there’s no heroes in Yokohama and a mafia has lots of power in the city
* They don’t know that there’s a government and another group who also has lots of power
* Fyodor found Bakugou on the streets of Russia(idk what city i should let him live in) and took him in
* Fyodor was 18, bakugou was 11
* He raised Bakugou for a few years and then gave him to mitsuki
* Fyodor and mitsuki has a mother-son relationship because she took him in after he killed his mother
* Fyodor has mommy issues
* He killed his mother, his father died beforehand and his mum was abusive
* Fyodor and mitsuki met when she was 22 and fyo was 8 (yes, I made their age difference 14 years)
* Abilities still exists, it’s just rarer than quirks
* Yokohama is blocked away from the world
* There’s a group of people in Yokohama and the small communities of ability users around the world who has control over the interactions between them and the rest of the world
* Fyodor is one of the people who has the most power in that group
* He once threatened the hero commission, saying that he would deprive them of any contact they currently have with the communities of ability users if they don’t stop all might from entering Yokohama
* They complied to his threat
* He’s really smug after that
* (Fyozai/Dazfyo) Dazai finds out and jumps on Fyodor when he gets home and they hug
* Fyodor and Dazai is the main contributors of Mori’s nightmares other than Elise, Yosano might also be a contributor
* Fyodor and Dazai blackmails Mori
* They met when Dazai was 14 and Fyodor was 15
* Fyodor was hacking into the port mafia members’ abilities and their weaknesses to plot how he could use them to his advantage
* Dazai finds out but never tells anyone
* He somehow finds Fyodor’s contact info
* They set up a meeting
* Dazai sees Fyodor’s face and is like, “oh fuck this guy is hot as hell” and just has a bi panic
* They gets along, Dazai tells Fyodor to hack into Mori’s private account and to send him everything that he found
* Fyodor doesn’t question his request and does it
* The things that mori had posted on his account we’re pictures of Elise
* Dazai used them to blackmail mori multiple times
* He once used them to blackmail mori into replacing him with another person for a mission because he hated the mission
* He was supposed to go undercover in ua
* The other person got caught
* The heroes didn’t find out that they were from the port mafia tho
* Fyozai/Dazfyo is real in this au and I do not accept people telling me that my ship is ridiculous, i can ship what I want, you can ship what you want, just respect my ship and I’ll respect yours
* Fyodor teaches Bakugou how to hack and how to blackmail someone
* His first blackmail and hacking victim was mori
* He succeeded
* He blackmailed mori into making Elise cry
* Bakugou was raised by Fyodor for a few years so he got his sharp, intelligent vibe
* But he was also raised by mitsuki, so he also got her aggressiveness and her swearing habit
* Bakudeku is platonic
* They’re best friends
* Bakugou calls deku Izuku
* While deku calls him Katsuki
* Deku actually trains himself
* Bakugou and deku goes to the gym and trains together
* Deku still has the notes but it’s only on heroes’ quirks, strengths, weaknesses
* He asks Bakugou about the information that he wrote in the books to see if he is correct or not
* He and Bakugou has a channel where they analyse random stuff together, it’s like a podcast, kind of
* Deku is still quirkless
* He’s not bullied tho
* It’s because bakugou beat the shit out of a dude who tried to bully him at the start of their friendship and now everyone is scared of him, they also avoids deku
* Bakugou doesn’t encounter the sludge villain but some dude who’s a school bully did
* Deku trusts his own abilities without a quirk so he only asks all might for an autograph and left
* All might still can’t find a successor
* Deku and Bakugou goes to the entrance exam together and they took a picture of ua to analyse it on their channel
* Deku is fighting the robots without a quirk and is only depending on his pure strength from training
* The heroes who were watching are impressed
* They’re like, “Holy shit, this kid is strong, what’s his quirk?”
* And someone reads his file and they see, ‘Quirkless’
* Deku has a bunch of villain points and rescue points
* Deku still saves uraraka
* He just punches the thing that was on uraraka away and carried her on his back
* Because Bakugou is a better person in this au, im giving him rescue points as well
* Izuocha is also platonic
* Bakugou is still 1st and deku is 2nd
* Bakugou and deku gets the letter thing, bakugou is silently happy(something he got from fyo) while deku is fucking excited and happy
* They do all that school stuff
* USJ, deku fights quirkless, bakugou explodes shit, and the others do whatever they did, except uraraka is not blushing from what aoyama said and actually think of what deku would do and did it
* She later tells aoyama that she doesn’t like deku romantically and that they’re just friends
* Sports festival happens
* The first and second thing happens like in the actual mha
* In the individuals battles, deku doesn’t get controlled by Shinso and fights him with the bits of martial arts that he learnt before giving up
* Bakugou is watching him silently, analysing in his head because he doesn’t mumble out loud like deku from mha
* Deku in this au doesn’t mumble luckily
* Inko is very proud of bakugou and deku
* Mitsuki is too
* Fyodor and dazai as well
* Basically anyone who isn’t in his class who knows him well
* At the end, bakugou still won, deku still lost to todoroki, rankings are the same
* Camp thing happens
* Class 1a goes to Yokohama after that
* When they meet the ada, dazai was there
* So bakugou went to greet him, he still swears at him but he has a nicer attitude
* Everyone except deku is shocked
* They then saw fyodor coming over to dazai and bakugou was getting a bit emotional
* They haven’t seen each other in years, why wouldn’t they be
* The only reason that mitsuki let bakugou go on this trip is because she knows that fyodor is there
* Very fluffy
* Bakugou basically runs to fyodor and just hugs him, fyodor hugs back
* Everyone is even more shocked if that was possible
* Bakugou basically hangs around fyodor and dazai for most of the trip
* Aizawa once caught bakugou sleeping with his head on fyodor’s lap while fyodor was reading and dazai was talking to him
* Aizawa thinks that they’re like a family
* They meet mori with dazai and fyodor
* Mori sees Bakugou talking with dazai and fyodor and is like, ”Oh shit, the trio of my nightmares and suffering has united”
* They make him suffer even more in the meeting
* Elise joins them
* Yosano as well
* Mitsuki and Fyodor unites after the trip
* More wholesome moments
These headcanons were made by tired me during a call with my friend while she was on vacation, pls just take them, i tried my best to make them wholesome
Edit: i just realised that mitsuki met fyodor when she was 22, 10 years later, fyodor met bakugou when bakugou was 11, half of 22
AND 22 is also dazai and chuuya’s age as well
…i swear that it’s a coincidence
#bsd#mha#bsd x mha#fyodor bsd#dazai bsd#bakugou#fyozai#mitsuki#port mafia#i forgot to add chuuya#fuck#it’ll probably be fine#i didn’t add any other characters anyways
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