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sugolara · 1 year

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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

Feat. Katsuki Bakugo x Shoto Todoroki x Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader

A series. Book One

cw: gore, quirkless! au, apocalypse! au, zombie! au, weapons, death, angst, lots and lots of blood, cannibalism, suicidal thoughts, updates thursday/sunday, slow burn, cross-posted on ao3, wattpad, qoutev

˗ˏˋ+ ´ˎ˗ After a deadly virus leaks all over the world, every country is forced to close down it's borders and airports to prevent anyone from coming in and out. Though, it's to late for some people. The dead has rose and is looking for revenge.

Inspired by, ''The Walking Dead''

(ongoing)

playlist!

" Space Junk - Wang Chung " Wolf - First Aid Kit " Into The Black - Chromatics " My Life In Rewind - Eagulls " Hush - Trills " Bad Before Good - Dayone " Run Boy Run - Woodkid " You're So Cool - Jonathan Bree " So Bored - Gorgeous Bully " Operations - Duster " Blue Light - Mazzy Star " Civilian - Wye Oak " Can't Stop - Red Hot Chili Peppers " Sweet Child O' Mine - Guns N' Roses " Skyfall - Adele " Struggling Man - Emily Kinney (original: Jimmy Cliff) " The Last Pale Light In The West - Ben Nichols " Up The Wolves - The Mountain Goats " Blackbird Song - Lee DeWyze " Be Gone Dull Cage - Kiev " Into Dust - Mazzy Star " Warm Shadow - Fink " Tomorrow Is a Long Time - Bob Dylan " Poison Tree - Grouper " Rhymes Of An Hour - Mazzy Star " You Are The Wilderness - Voxhaul Broadcast " Running - Delta Spirit " People, Turn around - Delta Spirit " The Lion's Roar - First Aid Kit " Pain - Boy Harsher " The Setup - Favored Nations " The Old Death - Ben Nichols " Revolution - Red Shahan " The Man Who Sold The World - Nirvana " Beautiful Mess - Balian " The Day The World Went Away - Nine Inch Nails " Mr. Splitfoot - Paris Motel " Empty Words - Bowery Electric " No Longer Making Time - Slowdive " Step Away from the Cliff - Blue-Eyed Son " Paradise - Silverberg " Take Care (To Comb Your Hair) - Ty Segall " Glad I Had a Friend - Galt MacDermot " Machine Gun - Portishead " Shadows of Planes - Duster " No Peace at All - Aldous Harding " Save Us from Ourselves - Digital Daggers " I'm No Heroine - Emily Wells " Salt in the Wound - Delta Spirit " It's All Right - Sam Cooke " To Build a Home - The Cinematic Orchestra " 6 Underground - Sneaker Pimps " Edge Of The World - Dayshell " Bye Bye Bye - School of Seven Bells " Arsonist Lullaby - Hozier " It's All Over - Johnny Cash " The Stars Just Blink For Us - Say Hi " Love Will Tear Us Apart - Joy Division " Knockin' On Heaven's Door - Guns N' Roses " Runnin' Down a Dream - Tom Petty " Fly Like An Eagle - Steve Miller Band " You Are Not Alone - Mavis Staples " Welcome - Harmonia & Eno ‘76’ " Hope We Can Again - Nine Inch Nails " outside - Oneheart " sleepless - Odyzon " Alesund - Sun Kil Moon " Comfortably Numb - Pink Floyd " Don Abandons Alice - John Murphy " Wicked Game - Chris Isaak " Rule of Rose OST - Playing Airship " 1908 - Repulsive " I Shall Cross This River - The Black Atlantic " Easy Way Out - Low Roar

table of contents:

Season 1: Episode 1: Begin Episode 2: Not alone Episode 3: Gone but not forgotten Episode 4: You belong in this world Episode 5: Because all life is precious Episode 6: Musutafu, we'll meet again Episode 7: Izuku: I'd always thought there be more time

Season 2: Episode 8: During these two weeks Episode 9: Diopside, like your eyes Episode 10: For the first time in a long time Episode 11: Almost complete Episode 12: Determined to survive, stay alive Episode 13: Fear Episode 14: Katsuki: You are going to beat this world

Season 3: Episode 15: Away with you Episode 16: Three months ago Episode 17: Slowly withering away Episode 18: Don't die, not yet Episode 19: How long before I’m alone Episode 20: Nothing else to lose Episode 21: Shoto: Everything you would be will be gone

Season 4: Episode 22: Trouble Episode 23: For however long that'll be Episode 24: Searching Episode 25: The fallen city Episode 26: Stay who you are Episode 27: All together Episode 28: F/n: With you beside me

Season 5: Episode 29: Here Episode 30: Cruel Episode 31: Too loud Episode 32: Back on road Episode 33: All is lost Episode 34: Safe in your arms Episode 35: And so it begins Episode 36: At stake Episode 37: Sorry or whatever Episode 38: Familiar eyes

Season 6: Episode 39: A relief Episode 40: Upcoming trouble Episode 41: Never to easy Episode 42: To good for death Episode 43: Old memories Episode 44: A stroke of luck Episode 45: Be aware Episode 46: Bait Episode 47: A thump in my heart Episode 48: Belong to me Episode 49: One step closer (Towards you)

Season 7: Episode 50: Sorston Episode 51: Tenderness Episode 52: Here to stay Episode 53: The start Episode 54: Crushed Episode 55: Reporting to duty Episode 56: Good morning and goodbye Episode 57: An end to sorrow, grief & regret Episode 58: On the move Episode 59: Confirmation Episode 60: The world was on fire and no one could save me but you

Season 8: Episode 61: Not who you were Episode 62: Just you and me Episode 63: The Plaza Episode 64: The other side Episode 65: To be ready Episode 66: You're here Episode 67: So long, my dear Episode 68: Discard me Episode 69: Secrets you'll soon share

to be continued...

Book two: To The One You Left Behind

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tealfloyd · 2 years

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EVERY DORM'S GOT AN MC

"You could say that MC's the new Cater~"

SUMMARY: Due to an alchemy accident, MC has now seven counterparts resembling all the Night Raven College dorms (Everyone x Fem!Reader)

WARNINGS: Fighting in Savanaclaw's part, some curse words.

CONTENT: Everyone being a simp. Ortho's part is platonic. WORDS: 5K+

A/N: Okay, I committed a grave mistake... I deleted the account where I originally posted this *heavy sigh* I almost cried, and now I'm listening to KICK BACK (Kenshi supremacy) to distract myself.

But it's fine, all the request I got will be posted eventually. I'm just... Trying to recover from this.

Though it's a shame I can't read the comments and reblogs anymore; that's what really saddens me, but as Dwight said; life goes on, and so must I.

The good news is that I can answer with this account now.

*another heavy sigh* Now, onto the fic~

Chaos. Chaos everywhere, and not the usual kind that someone would encounter while being on NRC, but way more than that.

The cause? Well, it all started when the prefect of Ramshackle divided into seven. Quite literally.

Let's rewind to a few hours ago.

Earlier that day

“Remember that every step in the making of potions is important, so make sure you are reading correctly," stated Crewel, passing by the students to check their work.

“He's talking about you Ace," joked Deuce while reading the instructions, guiding himself with his index through the page.

“Shut up Juice, I never make mistakes!” He defended himself, making sure he was grabbing the correct ingredient.

A scoff was heard beside him, turning his head to see the culprit. “Yeah, and what about last class when you turned me into a goat?” You said mockingly, looking through the test tube to check the color before adding it to the substance.

“You shouldn't be making jokes out of it! Remember how you bumped into me? I should be the one mad at you!” Because of his tone, Crewel glanced at him while coughing, catching his attention and muttering a small 'sorry' before continuing his work.

“Man, you're being overdramatic, I didn't bump you that hard, and also, life is too short to not make jokes out of it," you let out a gasp, clapping your hands together. “I did it!”

“Let's see," Crewel approached the little group, inspecting your potion before nodding proudly. “Everything's made perfectly, good job pup."

“That's nothing, you should see my potion!” Grim also tried to get a 'good job' out of Crewel, but in his way of showing him his work, he tripped and the content of said substance laid on you.

“Not this again—” You said, worried of what might happen to you, and said and done, you started to feel a little dizzy.

Soon, the whole classroom was covered in a cloud of colors, all of them resembling the different dorms, confusing the entire class.

Ace, Deuce and Grim screamed your name, as well as Divus, who was just as worried as your friends.

“I'm fine! I'm fine!” The fog didn't last long, as it dissipated a few seconds after it started, so it was easy for them to recognize you.

Yet they weren't expecting to see other seven figures behind you.

“What the actual fuck—” Muttered Ace, shocked at what was happening.

“MC and... more MC's?” Deuce was shocked as well, and you turned your head so you could look at what the other guys were looking at. Let's say you almost fainted at the sight.

Seven MC's, seven figures who looked exactly like you: same face, same height (though some of them wore heels, but you get the point). You wondered if this was reality or the potion effects.

Turned out, it was both.

“My, what a curious place," said one of them, starting to walk around in amusement.

“One I would love to leave...” Uttered another one, hiding herself with the cloak of her jacket.

“Agh, my nostrils are suffering; who made this disgusting potion?” One added, gracefully covering her nose with a handkerchief.

“Oh no, this is bad...” Crewel stated, bringing his gloved hand to rub his temple, trying to think a solution. “It seems MC has been divided into every dorm's characteristic personality."

You grimaced, gazing at your counterparts. “But, why?”

“I need some time to figure it out, as well as the punishment for the pup who made this," glaring at Grim, he continued. “I need you to keep them here while I inform the headmaster; if they really are the same as their dorms, they may cause great problems."

Dismissing the rest of the class, the alchemy teacher started his route to the headmaster office, leaving the troublemaker quartet in the classroom, hoping that they would do as he said.

Well, certainly having this first years as a resort wasn't the best option, given that when you all turned your backs for a brief second, every single one of the clones escaped.

Before you could panic, Ace voiced out an idea.

“Wait, they said they were based off the dorm's personalities, so what if they are in their dorms?” You were about to deny the suggestion, but you actually thought about it and you were surprised he actually came out with a good plan.

“You know what? Let's do it, it's not like we have a better idea. Off to hunting MC's we go,"

THE HEARTSLABYUL MC

Walking like she was the Queen of Hearts herself, she made her way naturally into Heartslabyul; cape swinging with grace as she fixed her gloves, checking on everything to make sure it was perfect. If she encountered something off place, it's off with your head, and only she knows if it's really off with your head.

Riddle is speechless, in a good way. The fact that this MC remembers and applies every single one of the rules the Queen made herself has him almost head over heels for her. Almost because, one: she's a bit snappy, and maybe that made him realise how he really acted when a rule was broken. And two: even though he likes the way this MC is, he loves the way you are more, and there's nothing that can change his mind.

Trey doesn't know what's going on. He's the mediator of Heartslabyul, so having another person that acts as Riddle has him at a loss of words, and what's worse, you are the one acting like Riddle. But there's also the fact that he thinks she looks cute while eating pastries, he connects it with a chipmunk with their cheeks stuffed. So, prepare your stomach, he's going to bring you pastries for a while now.

Cater is excited. He can't wait until you gather every clone to do a group selfie (spoiler alert, it didn't happen), that would look so cool on his Magicam! I mean, it's not every day that one of your friends and crush has 7 counterparts, they're basically septuplets. Also, clones?? He's flabbergasted, to say the least, so you better check the tags he puts on his photos later because he may or may not sneaked up a confession there.

Ace straight up thinks this is the worst one. Not that he could ever hate you (even though is not really you), no no no, but at the same time seeing you in Riddle mode is kind of... Disturbing? He doesn't want to have a crush on his dorm leader! Though a bonus point for him is that you look good in the Heartslabyul uniform.

Deuce is just confused. Yes, he was in the crime scene, and yes, he knew about it but he's still confused. He's watching you interact with another you but that one is basically his house warden? He doesn't know how to feel about this. Either way, he also thinks you looks good in the Heartslabyul uniform. That's because they both share a braincell.

You found the girl sitting at the center of the table, chatting with the other dorm members as if nothing was happening. Hello, guys? Can't you see there are literally two MC's?

They're confused at first, as they should be, but when you explain what happened at alchemy class they understood immediately.

Even if this MC is really strict (not at Riddle level, more than that), she is really kind to you, making you wonder if that would be because she's technically a part of you.

She doesn't put up a fight when asked to come back to the classroom, only inquiring if she could finish the birthday party.

You were considering it, because she was sitting with two of the most responsible people you know, so you decided to give it a chance.

You made her promise she would stay composed, telling her to return to the classroom after the party ended. She agreed, so you sighed and turned your back, expecting Ace and Deuce to follow you.

Bold of you, they were too busy gazing down at her (since you're still short, sorry for that).

Seems like you're going to hang on this one, MC.

THE SAVANACLAW MC

Short in height but damn up in confidence, this MC walks like she owns the school; newfound ears and tail twitching in discontent because of the strange looks she was receiving. She wasn't searching for a fight, just a place to sleep, but now that she's at it she has to win.

Leona is amazed. He respects and admires women in general, but holy shit, his respect for you just skyrocketed because he saw how this MC knocked off a guy 40 centimeters taller than her, sitting on his defeated back while smiling menacingly, asking if someone else wants to try. He gulps when she gazes at him, already knowing who has the upper hand- Actually, scratch that, he always knew that you had the upper hand from the start.

Ruggie feels intimidated. Don't get him wrong, since he is from the same land as Leona, he also respects women, but he's based off a hyena, and male hyenas are naturally intimidated by females. Please understand him, he just saw the usually kind prefect of Ramshackle fight a 6'2 guy and winning, so to be fair he does have a point. Either way, his mind can't help but wonder how you look so beautiful while being so menacingly, like, how?

Jack is amazed, part two. Really, these guys are wonderstruck lovestruck. He doesn't know how he should react when this MC talks to him out of nowhere, asking him if he wants to fight as well. Of course, he denies it (he knows she will beat the shit out of him), tail wagging out of frustration because he doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of you her.

That's when you enter, mouth about to ask what happened until you see the unconscious guy on the floor; your curiosity ends there.

The following scene was a mix of bizarreness and comedy; two identical persons (one being the original and the other a clone) fighting like they were a mother and a daughter it's certainly something that you can't so easily forget.

You refused when she said that she would stay, at first, telling her she had to come back with you immediately if she didn't want to be dragged off her ears (very cute lioness ears may I say).

You ended up agreeing with clenched teeth, after she assured you that she will just nap and walk back to the classroom when needed.

Asking Jack for help, he said he will make sure this MC will return, so one less thing to worry about, you guess.

Relying on her brute force and Jack, you made your way to the next dorm.

THE OCTAVINELLE MC

Perfect business smile? Check. Collected demeanor? Check. Knowing everything about deals and how to ruin people's lives? Check. She may not know anything about anyone yet, but give her time; finding some new underlings to found out everything about the people at this school wouldn't be hard, nor is wrapping them up in shady contracts. Not that they know about it though.

Azul feels threatened. He's just watching this MC, pacing around his establishment while talking about the improvement that could be done. And he was listening, at first, until he saw that look. The same look he does whenever he gets someone to sign his contracts, and he's slightly shivering when she asks some questions about his business. Like, MC? Why are you asking about the clients? He is whipped for you, but he won't let his hard-earned commerce down just for you and your angel face. Help him, he actually would do anything for you.

Jade is amused, like always. She acts like Azul, but at the same time it didn't seem like a façade; he thought that this was natural for her, talking about deals and basically just acting like a mafia leader, and that makes him chuckle. He already found you interesting (being in trouble almost every day and winning against several Overblots), but now? Be sure he's sticking to you for a few days - even weeks if he's feeling like it, lord help you - from now on. Also another one that wants to meet the other MC's, though he's completely certain this one is his favorite.

Oh my god, Floyd is beaming from the excitement. Shrimpy is now acting like Azul!? Man, he's not letting this MC breathe, and the fact that said MC gives him attention (she actually thinks he's adorable) doesn't help. Another one that would be stuck to you, and he won't leave for anything in the world, even bringing you to work, so be prepared to have two eels behind or in your back.

You knew you had to search in the Mostro Lounge as soon as you stepped into Octavinelle.

And goddamn, were you right. There she was, chatting with Jade while Floyd was draped on her shoulder, Azul seated right beside Jade, making a face that resembled a frown.

You swear to God that the twins have a sixth sense or something like that, because the second you passed through the door Jade was waving at you and Floyd was yelling: "Shrimpy~!" Before engulfing you in a hug death crush, even lifting you a few centimeters off the ground.

You just wondered if this MC would want to stay as well.

Goddamn, were you right again.

She finds the restaurant truly amazing, and while she may look like she's planning something, she really is just curious to see how they manage it not like they plan to open a restaurant to rival it, no no no.

You said yes, again, telling her the same conditions as the others. But this time you had a hard time trying to leave because of Floyd's 6'2 body almost crushing you, having to call upon the help of Jade, who told him that he would have much time with you once everything was solved.

Thanks Jade. Your help is very much appreciated.

THE SCARABIA MC

A sly MC for sure. In terms of intellect, hers rivals the Octavinelle one. Ambling through the halls, she finds the Scarabia dorm in a matter of seconds, letting out an astonished grin while watching the gigantic building in front of her. Whether she's planning to conquer it or just visit it, it's a matter than she would decide later.

Kalim is brighter than before. He doesn't recognize the suspicious smile that this MC is sending at him even if he tried. Kalim is just too pure for this world, especially when it comes to talking to one of his best friends' crush! To be honest, he would give you the world if you asked, so please mind your words around this boy. Not that the other MC minds, a little disappointed at how easy it is to manipulate him.

Jalim is wary. He knows what that smile of hers is hiding (the fact that you're charming isn't going to distract him). Yes, he likes you, but that doesn't mean he necessarily likes this MC (he is amazed by her thinking skills though), so be mindful that if she makes any bad moves on Kalim, she will have to face Jamil. But that would be an interesting fight to watch.

Regarding the actual catching, this situation was very special, just because you didn't know where to start searching first, since Kalim was showing Scarabia to the other MC, and Jamil was with him to make sure she didn't do anything... Jafar alike. So that meant that they were constantly moving.

But luck was finally striking you. Quite literally, Kalim's magic carpet knocking the air out of your lungs as soon as you rounded the corner, making you swear you looked like an unconscious cartoon right now.

Jamil jumped off the carpet as soon as he recognised you, checking your head to make sure that you weren't bleeding, as well as your arms and legs.

You had to reassure him that you were fine (certainly the time you passed with Vil has really improved your acting skills), and you fixated your gaze on the other MC, who saw the scene in amusement.

Kalim genuinely thought that she was you he also was very scared when you collapsed, so he looked at you in shock for a brief moment before tackling you in a hug, earning a scolding from Jamil.

This time you were sure you would get this one look to the classroom. The twist? Kalim wanted her to stay, and you really wanted to say no, but Kalim's sad puppy face made you relent, sighing in defeat.

You didn't even have to ask Jamil for help, he was already nodding the second you said 'Jamil, can you-'.

Well, staying there with probably a broken rib wouldn't bring the other MC's back.

You really hoped the next one would be easier to spot.

THE POMEFIORE MC

Possibly the most gracious out of them all, and the tallest as well. Her 7 inches heels make the students she passes by wonder how she does it so effortlessly. And she knows what these guys are thinking, letting out a light chuckle at it. A soft and precious sound that a nearby hunter couldn't help but hear.

Vil is confused. When Rook presented this MC at him, he wasn't expecting to find such an endearing human being. Perfect makeup, perfect hair, a neat uniform and an elegant posture. When did you learn to do all of this, and most importantly, when did you learn to walk in such high heels? Vil tried to teach you last week and he had to catch you because you almost broke your ankle (not that he was complaining), and now you're walking even better than him? The only thing that he knows is that that crown suits you, he should get one for the real you.

Rook is delighted, but surprisingly, he isn't attracted to this MC. He was the one that brought her to the dorm for Vil and Epel to see, and although he was amazed by her Pomefiore like personality, he loved the real MC, and he knew that she wasn't acting like the usual kind prefect of Ramshackle. But either way, that doesn't mean he can't appreciate the beauty of this particular version.

Epel is baffled. Seriously, the boy doesn't know what to think. By one side he thinks you're absolutely stunning like this, but by the other side he doesn't like how you're acting towards them: like Vil but in a female version, and that kind of ruins his view of you. He's basically the same as Ace, he doesn't want to have a crush on someone that resembles his dorm leader. He misses the old and messy you.

Remember how you said that you hoped the next one would be easier to spot? Yeah, well, you didn't expect to find the whole Pomefiore dorm outside the common room, waiting to see someone.

Jesus take the wheel. The moment these guys saw you, they started to argue in confusion while asking you different questions that you didn't quite understand.

Rook spotted you from like a mile away, and he just carried you bridal style, quickly taking you and Grim to where the others were, along with the Pomefiore MC, who was busy fixing her nails.

Before they even registered what was going on, you told them the whole story; they were confused but at least they got an explanation.

And you did all of that while Rook was still holding you, but it wasn't unwelcomed since your legs were still a little bit sore after that crash in Scarabia, so you let him be, much to Vil and Epel's annoyance.

You asked the MC to come back with you, trying to sound as demanding as possible, no room for complaints- Oh, she said no.

To be honest, you were a little bit scared. All of the MC's wouldn't actually hurt you since you're the original and they respect you, but that doesn't mean they wouldn't argue against you. It's like she's a rebelling teenager and you're the mom.

And so, you lost. At this point you should already know that you aren't made for this type or arguments, so you ask her to at least come back after she had her fun (which was basically just exploring and being in the spa).

She agreed, leaving you dumbfounded because you actually didn't know if most of this MC's would come back.

Rook sensed your distress, and so promised you that he would bring her back, if necessary, which you were really grateful for.

Asking him to let you down, you sneaked your way out of the dorm to go to the next one.

THE IGNIHYDE MC

Extremely gloomy and reserved. An introvert by heart as she hides in her cloak and discreetly roams through the halls, trying to find a safe place where she could play and be alone; enter the sight of the Hades's dorm, a place where the majority of its students weren't at one's sight, so she just sat in the big sofa that was completely free, flinching when a cheerful voice called her out.

Idia just freezes in place. He just resets when he sees this MC using the dorm's uniform, wearing a slight scowl on her face as she is obliged to talk to him. He just babbles nonsense words while trying to comprehend why she is suddenly so... Cold at him? Sure, she shares a bunch of things in common with him, but at the same time, he enjoyed teaching and showing you all the cool things at his dorm; that and the fact that you were kinder than this. She's a bad winner; he flinched multiple times while playing one round of Mario Kart just because her demeanor. Someone help him, he misses you, like, the irl you.

Ortho, contrary to his brother, is super excited to meet her. He was casually strolling through the dorm when he sensed that someone similar to MC was in there. He immediately went to check on her only to find her being a little more like... An Ignihyde dorm member, slightly confusing him since it looked like MC, but at the same time no. Yet he still dragged her off to his brother's room, which she only agreed to after being told she could play with the highest technology.

You texted Ortho before going to Ignihyde, hoping that he actually found the MC, and you mentally slapped yourself since you could have asked for his help from the start.

But whatever, what's done it's done.

He responded a second after you send the first message, and so you speed up your pace as fast as you could, making your way to Idia's room.

When you got there you saw Idia curling up in a ball in his gamer chair, and a really cheerful MC, who was just bragging in his face about the evident loss.

You asked Ortho about what happened, and he just told you that this MC has been kind of mean to him for the past 20 minutes; at that moment Idia got up from his chair and saw you, and his mind just reset again before hiding behind your back.

This MC was pretty stubborn, even more than the Savannaclaw one, and this time it really seemed like you were arguing with your daughter (are they your clones or your daughters at this point?) by the way the whole conversation was carried.

Ortho tried to play mediator, but poor of him when this MC blatantly insulted him (it wasn't a deep cut, more like a scratch type of insult but you get the point).

It was then when you straight up yelled at her that she had to come with you, sounding as demanding as you could and to your surprise, it worked.

She hid her face, shyly nodding before apologising to Idia and Ortho for her behaviour, and you felt like you were picking your child from kindergarten after she had a fight.

After that, you promised to Idia that you would play with him the next day as a way to make up to him, as well as kissing Ortho in the forehead as an apology.

So here you are, walking towards the last dorm with a scolded MC behind your back.

THE DIASOMNIA MC

Out of the 7, she is the scariest one. Her large cape and her perfectly arranged uniform making her look menacing - aside from her newfound horns -, and even though the original MC is magicless, the other ones aren't, so try to imagine the strength that an MC coming from a dorm that emphasizes on magical ability can show. But in reality, she is just wandering, not noticing the frightened looks of the other students, looking slightly surprised when an old fae appeared before her, hanging upside down.

Malleus quirks a brow, surprised to see this MC being quite like... Him. He's a bit like Rook, right now; he finds this MC interesting, yet no one can up the endearing feelings he holds for you, so it's mostly out of your new personality and knowledge about the fae culture and the Briar Valley. But he has to say that talking to you about gargoyles was pretty nice, and as a bonus, he really loves your horns, maybe he should get you to use them sometime.

Lilia is having the time of his life. He has seen plenty of alchemy accidents, but nothing like this, so he can scratch off his list: “multiple clones that have every NRC dorm personality." He loves the way this MC acts and was the one that brought her to the dorm, so everyone could see this version of you. He probably already knew that she was a clone, given that he overheard a little about the exchange (aka panic situation) that you and your dear friends had earlier, yet he wasn't sure till he saw her aimlessly roaming through the halls.

Silver doesn't understand the whole situation. Lilia tried to explain to them all based on what he knew, but he didn't get it, mostly because he just woke up to an MC who was curiously staring at him, sort of looking like his young master. He likes this MC, but it seems kind of weird that you are acting like Maleficent herself, but a little softer. He doesn't know how he ended up resting his head in her lap, but at this point he doesn't mind.

Sebek is overexcited. When Lilia first told him that this MC was a clone and had a Diasomnia-like personality he, regrettably due to his loyalty, didn't believe him. But when she made a magic demonstration... He's singing your praises, worshiping the ground you walk on; for him, she's like his second young master. But don't be mistaken, he would always like you more; that doesn't mean he wouldn't like this MC too, especially when she is like his young master.

Actually, you were in your way to search for the Diasomnia MC when you encountered Malleus. Literally. You bumped into his chest, rubbing your nose because of the impact.

He had to admit that you looked very cute doing that, but that thought was quickly replaced with the confusion that grew over him when he saw your clone, hidden behind your back as she was scared of this extremely tall fae-dragon man.

You promised to explain later, since you had to find another MC that looked like she was from Diasomnia, and it was then when he told you that she was in the living room of said room, talking with the others.

Your eyes widen, asking him if he could bring you there, which he happily complied (it involved taking your hand in his, unintentionally intertwining your fingers).

This MC sensed that you were there, softly accommodating Silver head into the couch so she could walk up to her, asking her if she needed something.

You sighed, relieved that she actually was set on listening to you, and you asked her if she would come with you back to the classroom.

She said yes. Good, two out of seven, now you just needed to check if everyone was already at the classroom, so you bid your goodbyes to everyone (Malleus put a frown when letting go of your hand and Sebek didn't know how to feel about this situation. Silver was just sleeping).

You walked out of the intimidating dorm, grabbing both MC's by their hands while silently hoping that the other ones were already there.

The Sevens must have heard you, because when you got there all 5 MC's were waiting for you, along with some guys that probably dragged them off there (them being Jack, Jade, Floyd, Jamil and Rook; the Heartslabyul one insisted that she remembered the way back. She got lost and Jack helped her).

After some time, Crewel came back, holding a potion in his hand. “Where are Trappola and Spade?”

“In Heartslabyul, though I don't know if Riddle punished them again," he sighed at the response, nodding before adding the potion to another mixture, putting the new liquid into a sprayer.

He sprayed the mix into every MC's face, which led them to slowly fade away, and you finally let out a tired noise, relieved that the whole situation was over.

But you had to deal with a new one as Floyd embraced you, sad about the fact that this MC was gone but happy that you were there, as well as everyone in the room and in the other dorms.

Truth is that no matter what MC was presented to them, they would always choose you, as you are the only one that really makes their days happy and bright.

THE END~

DO NOT REPOST.

EVERY CHARACTER BELONGS TO DISNEY AND YANA TOBOSO, AND I DON'T TAKE CREDIT FOR THEM.

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fiveht · 6 months

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Hello!!!

I was re-reading Disarm You With a Smile, because I couldn't help myself and I needed to read something really good, and I started to wonder what was going through Remus' mind the first time he heard Sirius calling him Daddy through that video, maybe you could answer me, if you want. Like, what did Remus think? How did he feel?

Even if you don't want to answer, that's fine, thank you for bringing this work of art to life. I'm a huge fan of your work, I think I'm just going to love everything you write and that's how things are going to work from now on <3

Mmmm so Remus has never liked being called daddy before Sirius came along, and he's definitely heard it a couple (dozen) times. And he doesn't object to it, specifically, like if a guy wants to say it while Remus fucks him, it's whatever. It's just never done anything for him. He certainly would never have referred to himself as Daddy in the third person, because it just wasn't his kink.

So when Sirius first started saying it to him in the texts, it was just an eye roll moment for him, because Sirius was just some anonymous little shit trying to get his goat. It being Sirius is what changed the equation for him, because they already knew each other somewhat when he figured it out, and he drove him home that day after his birthday and saw his apartment and something just clicked into place in Remus' head, tying in the daddy thing with this sudden urge to take care of Sirius in all the most innocent of ways. Like buying him groceries, and offering him a place to stay if he feels unsafe in his own apartment.

Before, "daddy" was a dirty thing, just something some guys liked to say because Remus was dominant and older and hot. It never had any meaning beyond raunchy dirty talk. Sirius gave it meaning without even realising it.

So by the time Sirius sends that video, Remus is all in, like fully invested. He is Daddy, and there's a portion of his brain that's become dedicated to imagining exactly how the word is going to sound when Sirius says it to him. So he's sitting in his office and Sirius has finally gotten bold enough to send a VIDEO, and that's exciting in and of itself, and then he fucking says it. And Remus has to give a lecture in like five minutes, but he still rewinds those two seconds of video at least six times before he even responds to Sirius, because it's better than he imagined, and now he has to memorise it to tide himself over until he gets to touch Sirius for real and hear it right in his ear. And that part of his brain that was working on imagining that word as said by Sirius in the throes of passion is now dedicated to figuring out how to move this whole situation to a point where he can finally get his hands on this beautiful angel.

So yeah, it was pretty life-changing.

#asked and answered

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amazingmsme · 4 months

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i was wondering if you had any ler!tinky hcs 👀👀

For sure! I used to not be the biggest Tinky fan because the doll version was so unsettling, & he really was such a bastard, but then I saw Curt play him & let’s just say he skyrocketed to the top, right under Wiggly & probably tied with Nibbly. He gives a whole new meaning to the song Kiss the Go-Goat cause I’m gonna smooch that eldritch abomination!

Ok now that I’m done gushing, onto the headcanons!

He’s literally the definition of a switch! Like he’ll straight up ask to be wrecked & he’ll be having the time of his life laughing under one of his brothers then it’s like “ok I’m done now” & without any warning he’s got them pinned & is sporting the most wicked grin. & he’s just like “my turn!” & wastes no time making them scream. He especially loves doing this to Wiggly because he thinks he needs an “attitude adjustment”

If he’s got a lot of pent up energy, he’ll stick his lee in The Box & chase them down. His box is literally the backrooms, just endless empty rooms & halls all in that sickening hue that puts The Yellow Wallpaper to shame. Something about that color just adds just the right dose of lee panic in his victims that’s only intensified by his echoing taunts & cackles. For a fucking prey animal he sure is one hell of a predator!

Even tho he’s the literal worst he still wants his victims to have at least a little fun, so if he notices they’re not fighting back as much when he goes for a certain spot, he’ll target it for longer

He’s got golden retriever boy energy & no not just because he’s yellow! If you so much as flinch when he wiggles his fingers it triggers something deep inside him. Just like when a dog has something they’re not supposed to & you step towards them & they run off at the speed of sound. That except of running away he’s running toward you

The most fun ler out of all the lib please don’t tell them I said that

Just take a wild guess who his favorite lee is

Seriously Ted can never catch a damn break with this bitch. It’s either The Horrors™ or tickle torture. & depending on how pissed off he is with Tinky he’ll gladly pick the horrors. But Tinky doesn’t really care about what he wants, he just does whatever he feels like in the moment

Unrelated but the first time Ted saw him in his human form he kept having to tell himself “don’t fuck the monster, don’t fuck the monster” but he thinks the goat man is cuuuute & he’s trying hard not to let it show but he blushes so much when Tinky flirts or teases him

One time he was wrecking Ted & he was all red & giggly & he was too weak to really fight back anymore & the sight was just too cute & too much for Tinky to handle so he stopped right in the middle of it & ran to the corner, biting his shirt & screaming because wtf he’s literally just some guy he shouldn’t give him butterflies in his stomach & make him feel all giddy but he does & then Ted snuck up behind him & got revenge for who knows how long

Tinky is the type to wiggle his fingers at you before he ever even strikes. He just wants to make you nervous & build up anticipation & because he’s gotta live up to the bastard title, he will fake an attack just to make you scream he’s the woooorst

& since he controls time & space, he’s not very aware of how long he’s been tickling someone, so he’s probably the most likely to go overboard without realizing. But then he’ll rewind time so he can start all over again & “this time I won’t overdo it, I prommy!”

#asks #anon ask #npmd headcanons #lib headcanons #nightmare time headcanons #hatchetfield headcanon #tinky #t’noy karaxis #lords in black #ted spankoffski #nightmare time #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #tinkoffski

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sparguscityangel · 7 months

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The Dark Eco Incident

I held a mini contest by accident and @segaphantom won and requested a fic about his Spicy Jelly AU where TPL!Jak accidentally eats dark eco and transforms into Dark Jak. It was so fun to write that I wanted to share it. Congrats Sega! Enjoy!

This was easily the stupidest thing Jak had ever done.

Well, maybe top five. And maybe not the stupidest thing, but definitely up there for the stupidest thing.

Let’s rewind a little bit.

The origins of Jak’s seemingly indestructible stomach are vastly unknown. An expert gastroenterologist could explain in great detail the functions of the stomach along with its genetic makeup. They could ramble on and on about gastric acid and stomach lining and ulcers and all kinds of things that would make someone else lose their stomach contents at the truth of how truly disgusting the human body can be. A professional’s opinion would still be very appreciated, but seeing how the very field of gastroenterology wouldn’t be invented for several hundred years, the query must be passed on to psychology which also wouldn’t be invented for another several hundred years. But if they did exist back when Jak was a young teenager running around barefoot on a beach that has never known the horrors of pollution or plastic, they would probably point his predilection to putting anything and everything in his mouth on a suspected food insecurity brought on by trauma usually seen in children who grew up with scarce resources — usually during a war.

Of course, if one tried to tell Jak this, it would absolutely sound insane. As insane as time travel, in fact.

So, what could the village elders say other than Jak just had the appetite of a very hungry goat? He’d grow out of it eventually. He was young, after all, and growing boys needed to eat enough to power a small army. Especially when that growing boy is their small army, but they digress. The point is that as long as the villagers remember to keep any and all precious valuables out of reach of the kid, they’ll be fine.

Unfortunately for everyone involved, the villagers were elderly and, well, remembering wasn’t exactly their strong suit. Because of all the villages that speckled the coast where Samos the Sage could’ve easily picked to train the heir of the most powerful Haus — both literally and figuratively — in known history, he just had to pick the one with the most old people. It was like he followed the scent of arthritic cream and prunes until he came upon Sandover and pitched their tent there and if that wasn’t bad enough, if that wasn’t bad enough, he also forgot that he himself wasn’t a spring chicken. Sure, he adopted a young girl and in his dementia riddled brain must’ve believed that having a teenage daughter also made him young in spirit, but he was old and forgetful and he should’ve been more careful. Just as he always drilled into the heads of Jak and his annoying orange friend who Samos had prayed would’ve been left out of this time loop — all actions have consequences.

This was the consequences of his actions.

Not that he was aware of it occurring at the time.

At the time, Jak had simply been hungry. Ravenously so. Training had been becoming more intense lately, and alongside his sore muscles, his insides felt like they were about to turn to liquid from channeling so much eco in rapid succession. Samos insisted that there was still so much to do, so much to learn, but Jak was growing restless. Every time his uncle came home and told him about his travels, about the things he’s seen and the people he’s met, it made his stomach twist in knots with anticipation. Their family, his uncle told him, weren’t the sitting around type. They were explorers. Adventures. Innovators and lustful for danger. They came from a long, long line of ancestors who defy the odds and do spectacular things with their sharp minds and skills. After a lifetime of listening to these promises, it was only natural that Jak would long to be a part of those stories. The first thing he’d conquer once he was allowed to leave the village would be Misty Island — that, he was sure of.

But to conquer Misty Island meant to first complete his training. Which was supposed to begin nearly an hour ago, but hadn’t, and now he was starving.

The diet Samos approved for him of roots and fish was starting to turn bitter on his tongue. He missed the sweetness of mangos and the honeyed taste of caramelized bananas. Sometimes, he’d even get a craving to eat the prickly plant that grew high up on the cliffs, instincts telling him to skin the plant and grill it to make a meal that he has never eaten before in his life but would accurately tell anyone the taste of.

He was so, so hungry.

Well, if Samos wasn’t going to show up any time soon, then Jak was going to take matters into his own hands and find something to eat in the hut.

The roots that Samos kept in jars lined the wall of his other doohickies that he sternly told him and Daxter to not touch under any circumstances. They were filled with dirt, wriggling worms, mushrooms, crawling lacewings, and more dirt that smelled suspiciously like the yakkow pen on the edge of the village. Jak turned away from them once he spotted the jars containing liquified eco, his insides already beginning to twinge at the idea of having to channel them later when his training called for it. So, he turned his attention to the last place that he’d expect to find eco: The pantry.

A part of him warned him against straying from the carefully laid out diet. It told him that he should wait, and if he couldn’t wait, then he should at least look for something that followed the guidelines. Something healthy, for example. Carrots, bell peppers, sprouts, things of that nature that will give him energy.

The other part of him instantly spotted the jar of dark marmalade and went, “Yeah, that’ll do.”

Grabbing it off the shelf, Jak inspected it with eagerness. It was a violet color with some streaks of magenta, possibly run-off of some other fruit. A two-fruit marmalade. Though he couldn’t fathom what the majority of it was, he knew in his gut that the magenta was no doubt strawberries. Keira had been telling him and Daxter that the strawberry plant she had been nursing for the better part of a year had finally begun to yield fruit and she was extremely excited about all the possible desserts, jams, and fruit salads they could make with them. She must’ve started making things with them, and though Jak was a little hurt she didn’t give him any to try, he was excited regardless.

He found the toast easy enough. It was in a bread box nestled somewhere on Samos’ desk, no doubt often a snack for the sage while he worked on his mastery of green eco. The knife was salvaged from the junk drawer. Saliva began to pool in Jak’s mouth as he twisted the jar open, sniffing the contents. It wasn’t … the best smelling marmalade. Hell, looking at it now, it wasn’t even marmalade. The consistency was gelatinous and thinner than marmalade, and Jak was confident it was more of a jelly than anything else. The smell of bitter almonds and sickly sweetness assaulted his senses almost immediately, making him gag momentarily. He even almost considered not eating it after all, but then he remembered that fish often aren't the best smelling when they are gutted, so maybe it was the same for the jelly.

Jak plunged the knife in, moving it around and watched it come apart easily. It was like scooping up honey and the young man perked up when he saw the dark jelly drip off the knife and back into the jar. Already he could picture the taste of it, the sweetness that will hit his tongue and pair amazingly with the crunch of the toast. He wasted no time spreading it, evening it out across the entire square and then scooping a bit more until he couldn’t see the toast underneath it. It looked perfect.

The first bite, however, wasn’t what he expected.

He had prepared for a sweet taste, but instead was met with pinching on his tongue. His whole mouth, in fact. It stung and fizzed across his taste buds, setting them on fire in a way that both felt and tasted good. Keira must’ve added in a bit of spice or peppers, really giving it a good kick that Jak was all too happy about. Even though he thought it could use a bit more of it, he was satisfied with it nonetheless and craved more of the jelly.

He grabbed the jar and looked inside, noticing that there wasn’t much left. Surely Samos wouldn’t mind if he just went ahead and finished the jar, right? It’s not like jelly ever really hurt anyone.

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“Hey! Old Greenie!”

Samos sighed, grumbling as he shuffled to turn around and face the grating young boy coming toward him. The lanky boy leaned over the railing of the house of his uncle, kicking his feet in annoyance as if he had been patiently waiting for someone for far too long and his patience had run dry. He and Jak must’ve been in the middle of hide and seek, and by the looks of it, either Jak had grown tired of seeking or was just incredibly bad at it. That wouldn’t do. Samos would have to add observation training to the long list of skills that he would need to know before the time came. With every passing week, he was growing to resemble the angry young man in Haven more and more, and the thought of it scared him more than he’d like to admit. They were running out of time, and Samos needed to prepare the boy the best he could before his fate would be ripped out of his controlled hands.

One problem at a time, Samos.

“What is it, Daxter?”

“Are you guys done yet?”

Samos raised an eyebrow at him. “What the blue blazes are you talking about, boy?”

Daxter huffed, pushing away from the railing and hopping down the porch. His knobby knees barely made the landing, and he stood up with a wobble that he tried to hide by leaning against a post, crossing his arms.

“Training or whatever it is that you and Jak get up to up there. Are you done? It’s been hours,”

Training.

Oh, for Precursors’ sake, he forgot about training! Jak must’ve been waiting for him up in his hut this whole time and here Samos was, holding a basket of mushrooms and sprouts from the beach. The appointment had completely slipped his mind.

Without replying, Samos turned his heel and hurried toward his hut and the undoubtedly bored teenager. Who knows what he had gotten up to? His hut was full of delicate and precious artifacts and plants. It took years for him to build up a collection as extensive as his, especially when it came to hunting down the exact Precursor remnants that he needed to educate Jak on the way it all worked when activated by eco — and him. His bloodline, the divinity hidden within him that Samos has yet figured out how to bring up the subject to him. Unfortunately, the issue was that Jak was still fifteen and unbearably so. The blissful ignorance of youth hasn’t skipped him, and heir or not, he was still his father’s son and insanely impulsive when it came to recklessness.

“Hey! I’m talking to you!”

Samos ignored Daxter, lumbering up the wooden bridge as the teen trailed after him. He had to get back into th—

Something that sounded like glass broke. Oh, for Mar’s sake!

Entering the hut was like entering the scene of a crime. Dark eco stained and scorched the wooden planks of the flooring, scattered everywhere like someone went around the room and plopped heaps of it wherever they pleased. The small spark of hope that the Sage had was that the rest of the artifacts and plant life was relatively untouched, everything back in its place just as he left it except for the thing hunched over the biggest stain of dark eco.

The floor creaked under him and it aroused the attention of the creature, its head whipping up to stare at him with eyes as black as voids, large and eerie against the sickly gray pallor that colored what used to be light russet skin. It fed on the dark eco, scooping handfuls of it and licking it off his fingers and elongated talons. This was a creature that Samos had only seen once before, more than a decade ago when he was still not yet a wise sage but rather an arrogant Freedom Fighter that had committed almost as many atrocities as the tyrannical government he swore he was nothing like. He had hoped and prayed to never see it again, not for the remainder of this lifetime at least, and the internal clock inside him that counted down the minutes until the time loop was kickstarted against immediately started to flash zeros. The creature used its foot to scratch behind his ear, flicking it like a yakkow before continuing to devour the remains of the dark eco jar that Samos had sworn he had hidden away.

Behind him, both Keira and Daxter gasped and screamed, clinging to one another as they urgently tried to get out questions faster than their brain could phrase it. It snapped him out of his shock, springing him to action.

“Sweet Precursors, Jak! What did you do?!” he hollered, moving toward the creature with enough faux confidence that he hoped would intimidate him enough to be apprehended. He didn’t need to look at Daxter and Keira to know they were both staring at him with wide eyes and pinched brows, mouths hanging open in shock.

“Why are you calling that thing Jak?” Daxter screeched, then louder exclaimed, “Keira, why is he calling it Jak!?”

Samos rolled his eyes. He really should’ve done a better job educating them all. Precursors know what they will do when they see the angry and bigger version in the near future. “Because it’s Jak! The idiot must’ve gotten into my stash of dark eco and turned himself into this!” he whacked his staff on the head of the creature, earning him a hiss of pain, “This is why I told you to not touch anything in here!” Then he turned back to the gobsmacked teens standing in the doorway, “Well, don’t just stand there! Hold him down so I can turn him back!”

Daxter snapped his eyes away from Jak and stared down the old man, going from shock to disbelief in a matter of seconds. “You expect us to touch him?! Do you not see the fangs?!”

“Oh, come off it. He’s no more dangerous than a Lurkerpuppy!”

“Have you ever been around a Lurkerpuppy? Those things bite!”

“He won’t bite you! Just … keep your fingers away from his mouth,”

Daxter opened his mouth to complain again, but he was cut off by Keira scoffing, pushing away from him and moving toward the creature currently trying suck out the dark eco from the grain of the wood. She cleared her throat, trying to get his attention, but it fell on deaf ears as he continued to lick and suckle the eco. Bracing herself with taunt muscles, the young girl squeezed her eyes shut and shot out her hand, her fingertips finding their way to the underside of his chin. For all that was good and— there was no way she was actually trying to pet the creature. Samos had seen the many methods both the Krimzon Guards and Underground had tested out to tame the killing machines and he doubted that a litt—

Except, it worked. Like a charm, it fucking worked.

The second her palm made contact with his chin, Jak’s eyes went wide and he stilled. For a few tense moments, all three of them held their breaths as they waited for a reaction or bite to come out of the creature. Something inside his throat rumbled, and he carefully wrapped his fingers around her wrist, tugging her closer to lay his jaw in her palm. He purred again, rubbing his face against her hand before she got the picture of what he wanted her to do. “Oh,” she hummed, testing her theory out by digging her nails in and scratching the spot just behind his ear.

“Mrrp!” he chimed, both hands coming up to hold her wrist in place as she pet and scratched the ferocious beast that used to be her best friend. Or was it her best friend that used to be a beast? None of them were really sure, and they didn’t have the energy to understand it, frankly. Samos had to act quick. If this went untreated for too long, who knows what the ramifications of ingesting dark eco would be. For all he knew, it could burn through him completely and leave them with a puddle of goggles and hair gel.

Samos gave them a wide berth, inching slowly toward the cabinet in the corner of the room where he had a plethora of medical-grade green eco. Balms, creams, gels, and medications all lined the shelves in neat rows, a proverbial candy store of care that should be able to cure just about any physical ailment. In his studies, Samos found that green eco could cure just about any damage caused by the dark eco, but he’d need to be careful. The only reason Jak wasn’t dead yet was because he, like his father and grandfather and great-grandfather and great-great-grandfather, was a channeler. He’d need to deliver the green eco in a way that would make it harder for Jak’s body to channel it and use it for energy rather than for its healing properties. It’d have to be administered with the syringes.

Samos was going to hate this.

Behind him, Jak had completely melted into Keira’s hands as she smiled and pet the creature like an oversized puppy. She scratched behind his ears, under his chin, cupped his jaw — wherever she touched him, it seemed that Jak was elated. His eyes squinted and he grinned with sharp fangs, breathing past the adorable noises he was making the more she pet him. This was so going to be blackmail when he transformed back.

“Hey, Dax! Look at this face! Oh, aren’t you just the cutest thing?” she giggled, pinching Jak’s cheeks with her thumbs. The creature cooed, almost as if he was agreeing with her.

Daxter didn’t seem convinced. “Yeah, I’m not going near that. Best friend or not, I like having all ten fingers right where they belong,”

“Oh, you big baby!” she huffed, bringing Jak’s cheek to press against her own, “He’s harmless!”

“Yeah, well, let’s see if you think he’s harmless after he bites off your face and sucks all your blood,”

“For the last time, Dax, there are no such thing as vampires and that was just a dream,”

“I know what I saw and if it was a dream, why did it feel so real!?”

“So the little green men are real too?”

“You’re going to look so stupid when I catch one,”

Keira shook her head at him, turning her attention back on Jak. The hands wrapped around her wrist started to slacken, now only loosely holding her in place as she continued to ravish him with soothing scratches. How could anyone be terrified of him? It’s like being afraid of a cabbit or muse. She lifted his ears up, hitching it up higher so it resembled the elongated ears of a cabbit and let out a squeal.

“Aw, come on, Dax! He’s too cute!”

When the boy sighed, Keira knew she won. She held Jak’s head cupped between her hands, facing him toward the teen to pet. He supposed it wouldn’t hurt. It’s Jak after all. He’s known him since they were practically in diapers, and he was confident that even while looking like this, Jak would still remember and cherish their friendship, right? That’s the kind of stuff friends do? Their bond persisting after hardships and all that other yakkow crap? Besides, Keira was right. He did look an awful lot like a cute, fuzzy animal. One pet wouldn’t hurt …

Daxter reached out like Keira had, though this time he kept his eyes trained on the sweet scrunched up face of his best friend. Why was he so afraid of him to begin with? He was nothing but a huge—

“YOUCH!”

“Daxter, get your hand out of his mouth! I need to give him the oral medication too!”

The boy just screamed, trying to wretch his hand free of the fangs currently trying their hardest to pierce his skin. It would’ve been nice to have had a heads up before Samos plunged the syringe into Jak, catching the teen off guard and setting off his fight or flight instincts at the drop of a hat. Keira was trying to ease Jak’s jaw free, cooing and humming into his ear while caressing his cheek, using her other hand to push down on his jaw so he could release Daxter. If he hadn't known any better, Daxter would think that Keira was more concerned with Jak’s feelings than Daxter’s once beautiful, perfect hand.

“Get him off!” he cried out, wriggling on the floor to alleviate the pain shooting up his arm.

“That’s it, Jak. Spit it out. You don’t know where that hand has been,” Keira whispered, digging her fingertips into the divet of his cheeks until they propped open enough to let Daxter’s hand go free, “Good boy! You got it!”

Daxter scrambled backwards, kicking his feet on the ground to wedge himself firmly in the doorway in case Jak tried to go for seconds. He held his hand against his chest — unharmed other than a small scratch and tiny indents of his friend’s teeth — and pointed an accusatory finger at Jak. “He tried to eat me! No good boy! Bad! Bad mutated monster of my best friend … boy,”

“Are you … crying?”

“Of course, I’m crying! He bit my hand!”

Samos loudly shushed them, his voice low and rumbling as he silenced all three of them. His head was starting to hurt from the situation and all the noise and he still needed to give Jak the medicine that should hopefully dry up any remains of the dark eco in his mouth and stomach. It was easier said than done though. Jak’s trust in him has gone from a little to zero now that he knows it was him that pricked him with the syringe. He didn’t need a twin bite mark to know this, watching the teen curl up closer to Keira and trying to hide behind his daughter while she petted his hair flat. If he wasn’t going to take it willingly, he’d have to go with plan B.

He waited. Eyeing the two with all the concentration he had inside him, Samos waited until Jak had completely calmed down from his attempt on Daxter’s hand’s life. Any signs of him relaxing enough to where he wouldn’t suspect the older man trying to hurt him again. There was no reasoning with Jak in this state, and he wasn’t about to waste time trying. Keira’s arm just wrapped around his shoulders, pressing his head to her shoulder while making soothing noises, Jak’s eyes going small and watery. It seems that Daxter’s outburst might’ve … hurt his feelings? He didn’t know, nor did he really care. He had one shot at this, and now was the moment to take it.

Yanking Jak away from Keira by the horn, Samos shoved the medicine in his mouth when the creature opened his mouth to cry out. He might’ve used more force than necessary when he held his head down and his lower jaw upwards, making sure that the creature couldn’t spit it out while Keira hollered at him to let him go. The sage grit his teeth, applying as much pressure as possible and losing the battle with Jak. Though this version of the supposed Dark Warrior was smaller, unrefined, and weaker, it didn’t mean that he wasn’t as powerful as his older self was. Samos still remembered the carnage he happened upon during the last leg of the invasion, shock and horror all dawning on him as he watched the monster leap between metalheads to keep them far away from the group as they made their way through the sector.

Samos also still remembered his daughter, standing elbow to elbow with the blonde Underground spy who wouldn’t be born for millenia, both helping out by shooting any metalhead that the Dark Warrior missed. Daxter standing bravely on Jak’s shoulder, yanking him by the hair to avoid close calls to the head or shoving him to the side to avoid an oncoming assault.

He couldn’t think about that now. It brought up too much heartache to think about what pain laid ahead for all three of them.

Something wet touched his wrist, and when Samos looked down, he wanted to curse the young man with all the profanities and more he could think of. The creature was foaming at the mouth, froth covering his lips and chin as he growled and barked at the Sage in an effort to get him to let go. He threw his head from side to side, trying to dislodge him, and catching Samos in the face in the process.

“Precursors!” he hissed, hands coming up to cup his nose with a groan. The simple act cost them their advantage, releasing Jak enough for him to crawl out of the window and scale upward toward the observator on the roof. Keira ran after him, stopping short of leaning out the window to call his name as the sounds of scuttling echoed from the ceiling. Straw rained down on her head, entering the hut as she snapped her head to face the two injured men.

“We have to do something! What if he slips and falls down?!”

“You’re worried about him?!” Daxter whined, holding out his uninjured hand, “He practically mauled me!”

“Grow a pair!”

“Keira,” Samos snapped, standing up with great effort by leaning heavily on his staff. He felt his nose, wincing at how tender it was, but ultimately concluding that it wasn’t broken. He’s going to have one hell of a bruise, but it wasn’t broken. “He’ll be fine. He’ll turn back to normal in an hour or so when he burns through the eco,”

“But Daddy—”

He waved her off. “Believe me, sweetie. I’ve seen men channel more eco than he did and turn back to normal within minutes. Just let him get it out of his system,” he sighed, looking over the mess. It was all cosmetic, and shouldn’t take more than an hour to clean up if some elbow grease was put into it. He was just grateful that Jak hadn’t disturbed Chomper, otherwise they would’ve been in real trouble. “Daxter! Get this place cleaned up! I want this floor to be spotless!”

The red-head groaned, grumbling as he stood up and automatically grabbed a broom, which was interesting. Usually Daxter had to get through exactly eleven minutes of complaining before he even considered grabbing a mop, but today there was nothing coming from the peanut gallery. Good. He wasn’t in the mood to listen to Daxter. He needed to make more syringes to replenish the ones he used on Jak. Samos pulled out his mortar and pestle, the aloe leaf, and a jar of raw green eco and got to work mixing the ingredients together. Keira still lingered by the window, torn between giving Daxter a hand or climbing out to get Jak down from the roof. Bless her heart. Her capacity for love and affection went far beyond what was ever necessary and he loved her for that, though he could sometimes do without the stubbornness that accompanied it. He wasn’t foolish enough to believe that raising a teenage girl would be easy, but Precursors, someone could’ve at least made a manual or something to help other clueless fathers navigate it.

It’s why he didn’t stop her from busying herself with making him a snackbox, mentioning under her breath that the dark eco and toast didn’t count as lunch and he still needed to eat — creature or not.

Jak will tire himself out eventually. In the morning, this will all be a funny story they will reminisce on for years and years to come. It’s not like the eco will last forever, right? The dark eco will deplete and burn out like wax, Jak will revert back, get cold, and come back down to the hut where Samos will attempt to make the occurrence seem completely normal. He’ll spin some yarn about some great dark sage long ago who had made the same mistake and how it left him permanently altered after he gorged himself on too much of it. If he’s successful, it’ll steer Jak in the opposite direction of dark eco, keep him as far from it as he can be before the inevitable time comes where he won’t be able to escape it for two years. Come spring, and Jak’s world will be flipped completely upside down. The least Samos could do was offer him that bit of mercy before them.

It’s what he tells himself later that night, when the moon is full and big hanging in the night sky, and Jak’s howling can be heard from far and near. He’ll tire himself out eventually, even if he’s been at it for six hours now with no signs of stopping.

Fuck the Haus of Mar

#jak and daxter #jnd #angel's fic #dark jak

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howhow326 · 9 months

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What if I reworked the Miraculous Powers Part 2: Zodiac Boogaloo

(Part one here)

Unlike the Yinyang/Wu Xing miraculous, the big problem woth the Zodiac miraculous is that some of them are waaay overtuned while the rest are situational. So my solution is to make all of them situational! The Pig miraculous has an amazing power, fight me. Because most of these miraculous fit the idea I have for them, Ill only focus on the ones that need a change.

Mouse miraculous of Multiplication

Multitude: Stays exactly the same, I love this superpower!

Ox miraculous of Determination

Resistance: I previously changed the Ladybug miraculous so it can counter every other miraculous, which makes this miraculous kind of redundant... but I can't think of a better power, so I guess it stays?

Tiger miraculous of Elation

Clout: The user roars with exhilarating energy, forcing the target(s) of their choosing to focus on them. (Who's bright idea was it to make this thing a Black Cat knock off? At least the Goat miraculous is used differently than the Ladybug, but the Tiger and Cat have the same job of destroying stuff!) (So Juleka's whole character arc is that she wants to come out of her shell and she wanst her dad to see her so, maybe invisibility isn't a good power for her miraculous fandom:/ Anyway, the new power is just a video game taunt, forcing enemies to hyperfocus on Juleka. You can even give her some rockstar style roars to tie that into her identity)

Rabbit miraculous of Evolution

Rabbit Hole: The user rewinds their pocket watch a set number of times to travel back in time for 5 minutes. During the 5 minutes, the user can change events in the past which is guaranteed to change events in the present. The user can also choose to go back to their time period during the 5 minutes, and if they don't they will become stuck in the past because this power cannot travel to the future outside of resetting itself during it's 5 minutes. (That paragraph up there is the only way I knew to nerf this dang thing because I couldn't think of a new rabbit based power that dosen't step on another miraculous toes. WTF. Where do I even begin. Why is the shows Rabbit miraculous so incredibly different from every other power??? Why does it get its own Doctor Who room? Why does it not have a time limit and NO I do not accept that nonsense, timey whimy answer! Just why time travel in general???? I just, oof. Anyway, the rabbit miraculous is now used the same way Marinette used it during the season 4 finale, we need to do one thing in the past to save the future and then we go back to our time. Doing anything else is going to cause a paradox)

Dragon miraculous of Perfection(the name needs to be changed but I can't think of one that relates to the weather powers)

Wind/Water/Lightning Dragon: Sigh, ok this miraculous is what I mean when I say overturned. You can change into an element, you can control an element, and you can do it 3 times in a row??? No, the Dragon miraculous power let's you control one of three elements and then it goes on cool down. No using 3 powers in a row unless you're mature.

Snake miraculous of Intuition

Future Vision: it's literally a rip off of Garnet's power from SU. The user winds up their snake bracelet to play out different future scenarios in their head. These scenarios are life like to the user, but are not actually happening. (I like the idea that this miraculous seems like it's a psychic power when it's actually time travel, but time travel is waaay overpowered for a zodiac miraculous. Clairvoyance it is then)

Horse miraculous of Transportation

Voyage: The power gets you to your destination because it's a horse, get it? It's super lame, but I'll take it (at least this miraculous requires intelligence to use effectively, which matches its holder's personality. More than I can say for some other miraculous) (wait a minute this is the Miraculous of Migration now, wtf)

Goat miraculous of Passion Imagination

Genesis: Miraculous of Passion, dafaq??? Anyway, the power is still a discount of the Ladybug miraculous but it gets to stay for having a different function than the Ladybug power (I win button vs imagination power)

Monkey miraculous of Derision

Uproar: The power is a little op, but because of the changes I made to the Ladybug and Cat it shouldn't be too bad. (I like how this miraculous title foreshadowed that Kim is like low key a jerk.)

Rooster miraculous of Pretension

Sublimation: The user makes an impossible claim about one of the abilities they already possess, and the power makes that claim true for 5 minutes. (it was so easy to not make this thing broken, but the writer just had to use it as a lazy reason for why Hawkmoth can turn invisible! My reworked power works the way we all thought it did before season 5, it only effects physical abilities you already had. Kicking a ball into a goal is something you can already do, but with the rooster you can never miss a goal. This rework is still pretty powerful as far as zodiac miraculous go, but its no where near as bad as before)

Dog miraculous of Adoration

Fetch: Stays the same, it's not overtuned and it makes thematic sense for a dog hero.

Pig miraculous of Jubilation

Gift: Stays the same. F everyone who says its a bad power, its one of the best!

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fuck it, night at the museum in disney world — here are the charas favorite attractions. don't ask me how everyone and the tablet got to orlando

larry — carousel of progress. vaguely, vaguely remembers going on the original as a kid at the 1965 world's fair and nicky calls him an Old

nicky — rock 'n' roller coaster or cosmic rewind. but he's one of those guests that gets annoyed if the ride song is "everybody wants to rule the world”

teddy — hall of presidents, OBVIOUSLY. does the spider-man pointing at the other theodore roosevelt animatronic

sacajawea — jungle cruise. gets REALLY into the S.E.A. lore, but besides that, she and teddy are always the ones laughing the loudest at the skipper's puns. you also best believe she's making everyone go on living with the land, too

ahkmenrah — loves haunted mansion for the macabre. murderous, power-hungry constance hatchaway cuts a little too close to home tho, so he prob prefers to ride tower of terror. also a cosmic rewind enjoyer, but if they get any ride song EXCEPT "september", grumbles about how they wasted a virtual queue reservation for the rest of the night

jedediah — big thunder mountain railroad. gets whiplash from staring at the goat during that one turn. goes tf off if anyone suggests him or octavius go on it's a small world

octavius — spaceship earth for the Roman Representation:tm:. appreciates the distinguished, old-school "edutainment" vibes (and the soothing voice of narrator dame Judi Dench)

attila — can't sit still on traditional omnimover rides, so he's really into fantasmic and the fireworks (absolutely loses it at the part with sorcerer mickey and the maleficent dragon). basically any show with flashy "magic" effects

joan of arc — rise of the resistance. 100% has no idea what the fuck is going on for most of the ride, but once she catches the general rebellion concept, she's ALL IN. prob tries to climb out of the ride vehicle to take a swipe at kylo ren

amelia — soarin', for the flight simulation vibes. tries to get the pilot role on smugglers run every time too, and takes it waaaaay too seriously, no matter how bad the team is. also forces everyone to wait in line for four hours for flight of passage

custer — splash mountain or country bear jamboree. loves all that old-timey, yeehaw shit. you Know why

kahmunrah — the great movie ride (cause i'm ignoring the existence of runaway railway lol). absolutely tries to take over the ride with ivan, napoleon, and al, plus recruiting the misc gangsters and western bandits/bank robbers. absolutely get their asses beat by the cast members

tilly — not a big fan of rides in general, but loves the beauty and the beast live show and goes to every princess meet and greet : )

lancelot — seven dwarves mine train, because they remind him of his jester and he likes to laugh at them (it also makes him feel like he's saving snow white at the end). if they go on pirates, he also tries to white knight for red and the ladies at the auction without realizing the scene has totally changed

laa — they stick him on the peoplemover and leave him there until the night is over lmao

#you ever feel so very correct about something in your bones #night at the museum #natm #disney world #disneyland

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velvette's VERY smug about this even though it makes sense.

FULL BLACKOUT!

"I expected as much." Thank fucking Satan for Vel....

#hotelbitches #{vox; ic}「we can’t rewind」#{ASK ANSWERED}「Welcome To The Show」#THAT'S HIS GOAT!

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honorarycassowary · 9 months

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the most recent Mountain Goats song, Clean Slate, is really perfect for Chromedome.

Absence after absence, keep the place secure This will be the last time that I do this, I'm pretty sure No one lasts for long in this profession, so they say Maybe see you again someday

Every endpoint fixed forever on the day its arc began Remember at your peril, forget the ones you can Forget the ones you can

promising himself that this will totally be the last time he does mnemosurgery; deliberately forgetting his dead husbands to avoid pain; seeing Rewind again despite all odds.

#cassowary conversation

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Could I request a romantic MTMTE Skids or First Aid x Human! Female! Reader that is trying to teach them how to line dance?

Dawg that was QUICK, my asks were opened 2 minutes ago as of writing this. But I asked ya to be chaotic so good job!

Anyways I had to look up what line dancing was and this was a great idea

Warnings: busting it down skids style, Goated with a little bit of swagger

Skids:

He’s interested when you say you wanna teach him something. Dancing isn’t to common nowadays on cybertron so he’s hyped to learn!

Watches you do a routine once and immediately has it down thanks to his outlier ability

He really loves the pace and rhythm to it! You can find him doing it if he ends up having to stand in one place for too long.

Wont be the one to start a flash mob in Swerve’s but definitely participated in it. He loves doing his dances with his favourite human. He actually asked for a cowboy hat to match yours.

He is quite scared of hurting you accidentally, so will ask to stick to dances that don’t involve you being so close to him. Instead he’s like your big mech shadow as you take centre stage

While he’s amazing at line dancing, his true wish is to hold you during a slow song and tell you how amazing you are

First Aid:

When you say you would like to teach him how to dance, he’s hesitant at first. He’s never really done anything like that before and he’s not good at it either.

Be patient with him, he’s nervous about hurting you on accident. Unlike Skids though, he’s much smaller so it makes dancing together easier.

Footwork is difficult for him, but give him time to practice and suddenly he’s cotton-eye-joe-ing to the med bay.

First Aid isn’t good at coming up with things on the spot, he would much rather have a routine and song to follow.

Surprises you by taking you to Swerve’s for a date, his paint job all decked out with those swirly patterns he saw on your boots. The two of you get the bar cheering with your routines and have a great night together!

Rewind recorded it and sent it back to you two for the memories!

#transformers #mtmte #tf #idw #maccadam #swerve’s #mtmte skids #mtmte first aid #first aid #skids #x reader #headcanons #asks

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dcwnthercbbithcle · 4 months

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@dollhidden asked for a 'Plot's Please!' for their characters, BUT TUMBLR ATE THE MESSAGE AFTER I TRIED TO SAVE THE DRAFT! Very Sadge!

send me “plots please” and I’ll respond with 3 (or more) interesting plots / relationships / connections I can think of for our muses! | ACCEPTING

HEY LADYBUG!! Happy New Year! How've you been doing? I hope it's been well! I won't lie to you; I went a little hard with these ones, and the major reason I made Doe multi-verse and more inspired by Dead By Daylight was because of you and your muses, or more specifically, wanting to roleplay with you in your verses!! ASDASDSADH

POTENTIAL INTERACTION COMBINATIONS / INTERESTING DYNAMIC IDEAS

Okay, so, straight off the bat, given how long we've been mutual and all the convos we've had, I don't think I really need to spend the time selling you on my muses and explaining their entire deals and instead focus on the many potentially interesting combinations with a couple bits of explanations for them while completely VIBRATING with excitement! ASDHASDHASD

So first, Fíadh, now I THINK I've told you about Fíadh before, but just in case, this is a bun memory moment, let me rewind. In the broadest sense, she is an Inscryption based oc that takes notes from the entity known as Leshy for her background. She's a mix of folklore, classically dark fairy tales, gods that hold humans to the exact bestial nature as all other animals, sacrifice, bloodshed and the brutal beauty of nature. Now, she isn't CONSTRAINED to Inscryption; it's just an important context for understanding both the sort of woman and character that she is! She is my not-so-feral, malevolent, formerly human mountain-dwelling monster that will eat people alive! She's fun and sassy, like a goat, but also an apex predator who knows that about herself.

NOW THIS IN MIND: Fíadh would be FASCINATING to watch and interact with any of the RE: Village muses. Now, this is partially because being confronted with the fact that she's not the most dangerous beast in the woods would be a startling revelation. But also, more like her but not like her, ones that left their humanity behind, who gave it up for 'family' and duty in exchange for this feeling of belonging and love.

Especially Lady D or any of the daughters, because, like, Fíadh isn't feral feral but she is so unacquainted with 'proper' 1910s+ manners that I think it would be funny for the girls to have a 'WHY IS SHE ALLOWED TO DO IT?' and Lady D having a minor coronary because HER HOUSE, her nice, clean house is getting HOOF PRINTS PUT EVERYWHERE AND SNOW!! NO YOU GIRLS CAN'T KEEP HER!!

NOW SALLY, SALLY, MY BELOVED, my mean ghost lady who will adopt 90% of your muses. You know Sally, I don't need to explain Sally but like, hear me out:

Sally adopts Rosie inside the fog or in Sally's post-fog AU. Now, in the fog, the AU is pretty obvious, the Entity is feeding on the tragedy that's befallen everyone's favorite mold baby and the lycan monsters that have hunted her father in his endless quest to rescue her.

BUT POST-FOG AU?? Rosie is in recovery from the events of the DLC that have had an obviously traumatizing effect on her. Sally, who herself has been a victim to very similar circumstances in the fog both BEING the murder ghost and being eternally tormented and torn apart by the ghosts of her patients reaching out for help, is trying to take her underwing and help her step forward in a way that Best DadTM Chris can't fully help because he's never lived through a hell comparable to them.

Also, Sally and Ellie <3. Ellie reminds her so much of a boy (Frank) she used to be the social worker in charge of, per her modern-ish AU. Being driven both by guilt and the ghost (metaphorical) of the little boy, she failed to stop from slipping through the cracks to go full in on trying to correct and model healthiness for her when she isn't healthy at all.

AND DOOOOOOE, oh my god, where could I even begin to start with Doe?? She's my ghost girl, but less murder and anger and hatred and more depression and confusion and fear!! Please DM me for more information about her and the card so I don't completely spam and overwhelm this meme! We can do so many non-DBD AU things with her, though!!

Your Until Dawn muses, for instance, she is a PERFECT character to interact with any and or all of them within either the events of the game's narrative or in a kind of aftermath 'revisiting the old trauma and confronting it' AU.

HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE MUSES??? It's more of a stretch to insert Doe into that Universe, BUT HELLO!!! Ghost ladies who die miserable deaths throughout their lives NEED to stick together! Let Doe, my strange little creature, go in there and befriend the other ghosties.

THE LAST OF US TOO! Doe is usually depicted as dead for obvious reasons per her narrative, but I am SO OPEN to a living Last of Us / Apocalypse-style AU! It would be hilarious to see her little quiet spitfire self with Tess or any other girls her age!

PLOTS

OKAY, THERE ARE A LOT, AND I DON'T WANT TO SUBJECT YOU TO AN EVEN LONGER TEXT WALL, SO I'll LIMIT MYSELF TO ONE TERM THREAD IDEA, message me though!!! because I had ones for ALL of the ones I mentioned above and I am more than willing to elaborate in the dms or on my discord!

Fíadh and the Dimitrescu sisters!!! I know I said Alcina may be one of the most interesting because she fully stands above Fíadh's height, even with Fiadh's horns, and has the most extreme personality differences but HEAR me out!!

Let's set the stage: it's a standard pre-Ethan Winters storming in after baby Rosie, while Mother Miranda is still doing her plotting to bring back her daughter after the 'failures' of the lords and the Lycanthropes start to overrun villages left, right and center while the experiments continue.

The Lycan has worked well, or rather a tad too well, in driving away most life from the isolated, crumbling eastern European mountainsides that used to encompass the formerly expansive kingdom under Mother Miranda's reign. Except for Fíadh, the Lycans have proved to be largely pests for many of the other lords, especially Alcina, who is now finding difficulty in securing new, continuous virgin blood sources for her wines. They have DRAWN Fíadh closer and closer to the village boundaries.

You see, Fíadh is a being of the hunt and bloodlust by extension; she craves a challenge in her own domain to make the act of her feedings (entirely exsanguinating a being and drinking all of the blood from them while leaving most flesh untouched in a semi-vampiric fashion) less of a chore and more of an enriching exercise of cleverness, trickery and/or brute strength.

Humans are clever, so they often make appetizing prey in terms of entertainment, albeit frustrating and not physically enriching. They'll sometimes bypass her entirely, paying tribute to her leader so she cannot harm them, or, in the foolish case, will require a bit of disguise and environmental manipulation to trap them before they can leave her domain and thus enter into the blessed domains of maintained towns or past running water where she can't follow, but physically? No challenge; they are far smaller & far, far weaker. It takes little for her to tear them asunder, and the fun ends when she isn't following and plotting how to trap them like hares.

BUT THESE LYCANS? They are a HUNT for her in all aspects, fueling the bloodlust more than the limited game of unmutated humans. Many Lycans are smart enough to see the massive 7ft+ woman with goat horns and run, but not intelligent enough to remember how their previous unmutated human selves warded her away or escaped her pursuit. Instead, they will group up, stand and charge, and physically? This is a major threat, especially if they bring out their leaders or the most mutated. They stand a chance against her physically; she can't simply trap and run them down.

She has to remain clever, pick them away from each other and prepare for a real fight with the chance of her being HURT. Which is fun! It's a REAL hunt that she often craves but can't get from human prey. Combined with their blood functioning to feed and sustain her, just as the blood of any other humans can, without much in the way of brutal side effects other than it tasting less palatable to her. She is hooked on this new game and will follow the food source back to the source, expanding her territory in the forest as there is less of a need to remain at the high peaks of the mountains.

Which brings her directly toward and through the domain of Castle Dimitrescu and Alcinia. Their neck of the woods overlaps significantly with Fíadh's range, and with Fíadh's boldness expanding, the chances of them running into each other only grow while he ventures further for her hunts. But it's not a matter of inherent hostility. Fíadh isn't a creature that is murder on sight; she's often benign until she considers you food or an annoyance.

So, I have some ideas of where it could go from there!

MUTUAL CURIOUSITY, similar to introducing two cats from opposite sides of a window. Intense winter weather would deliberately keep the girls separated and isolated, allowing Fíadh to become familiarized with the sight and presumed roles of the girls within the castle. Perhaps they're curious enough to release Moroaicǎ from the dungeonous cellars and crypts of the castles or shoo Samcă from the uppermost areas of the castle. Providing her game and fun and forming a kind of rapport between the girls until the spring and summer warming could allow them to interact physically.

MAYBE THEY DECIDE TO HUNT EACH OTHER A LITTLE BIT, perhaps when the girls finally come into contact with Fíadh, who, to that point, has come to view and respect their place as residents in the area and thus 'not to be messed with' they decide to test her, just as anyone would a new toy. Trying to push the boundaries to see how much they can get away with, how long until she fights back against them, and eventually how much it takes until she breaks, given the girls have never been too great at preserving their toys. However, to the girl's delight and perhaps frustration, Fíadh doesn't break and die. Not like the humans they usually gain as staff and toys from Alcina. Something, something the curse, something, something being a supernatural creature, it's neither here nor there. In any case, the girls would eventually need a mutual cease-fire as once aggravated, Fíadh is BRUTAL and won't let up. Fíadh heals fast as long as she has blood, and between her size, the girls would have trouble attempting to overwhelm her, especially compared to a person like Ethan. She's a big target that would force them to attempt at their human forms, which, given her size advantage, would result in blows for Fíadh, but not enough to take her down.

Either way, they're separated; Fíadh is licking her wounds but recognizing well that the girls aren't to be hunted and instead wholly respected, not just cause they live there but because they put up a good fight and can hold her off well enough.

From there, things could either go down as an enemies-to-friends route, rather standardly. Perhaps the girl would delight in watching Fíadh hunt and feed in her own way. Maybe they want all the flesh left over from one of her kills, and they have a slow burn warming up to each other in that way. OR OR we could go with one of your ideas of Cass finding a hunting buddy who is willing to follow her in the sadistic hunts.

OR OR OR we could go an entirely different direction!! I'm open to any suggestions!!

But I will give you this image to play with: it's early spring, it's warming, but the temperatures at night still dip down dangerously low for the girls. But stir craziness is what it is, even in an estate as large as the Dimitrescu's. They're released for fun during the day under a strict curfew for their own safety, all return... but where's Daniela? Fuuuuck, she's being irresponsible again. All staff are being sent out en mass looking for her. The other girls are panicked & angry, but largely out of concern for Daniela. There doesn't seem to be much sign of her, could she lost?? It gets colder, but a stranger approaches the castle on a mission. It's Fíadh, and she has something massive wrapped up tightly in her arisaid and held to her furred and insulated chest. It's Daniela, burrito'd, warm and toasty, but now the Dimitrescu's are indebted to a fairy. (maybe, not actually; Fíadh isn't out for prices; the hilarity of Daniela getting stranded and needing to be wrapped up and returned home is enough payment)

RELATIONSHIPS + CONNECTIONS

Now, HEAR ME OUT: I love romance, and I could definitely see something that could develop with Fíadh and your RE: Village muses, most especially Cass, but I would not brush anyone out of possibilities. And same for Doe and either you Until Dawn or TLOU muses, though I will warn you, there is no happy endings with that gay ghost girl! Haha

In terms of non-romance though, FRIENDS!!! I love friends and I love enemies!! I am open and happy to do all of it, including slow burns that go from enemies to friends to enemies again! Relationships are MESSY but so am I! Haha

Also Sally would kill, murder and maim for Rosie, Ellie or little Sarah. Do you want to see why they feared her so terribly as the nurse?? Cause if you mess with the girlies, SHE WILL SHOW YOU AND THEN SOME! Haha

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