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abbatoirablaze · 2 years
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SDAU, Raised By Bears Master List
This series is complete! ✔️
Andy Barber had it all figured out. He came from a traditionalist polar bear family, and he had earned his scholarship to the most prestigious shifter college on the east coast.
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He's cocky and self-assured, and plans on finding himself a nice little omega bear to settle down with, pop out a few cubs, and live a pure life. He isn't interested in finding an omega that isn't a bear. Matter of fact, he finds the mixing of shifters species disgusting.
Now in his Freshman year, he's pledging to Alpha Chi Rho. And on his very first social, he happens to meet the girl of his dreams. He saves her, like a cute little damsel in distress, and is completely on top of the world when he smells her bear scent.
But things aren't always as they seem.
Chapters
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Warnings will not be posted each chapter. This contains soft dark characters, is A/B/O, and includes dubcon relationships. There will also be smut.
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beybuniki · 12 days
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they should go on a fishing trip pt.1
#DONT COMMENT ON THE BACKGROUND I KNOWWWWWWWWWWWW#anyway this is day 1. they take a bus. the bakugo household has fishing gear so ´deku is wearing bakugo's onesoe (?) and bakugo is wearing#his dad's. and notices he has grown :')#anyway they take a BUS and don't feel like doing this at all it's awkward for so many reason#also trying to relax after everything is neurologically just really hard they might be hyperivgilant dik#and there's so much they never got to unpack bnut they have to and they have to start somewhere and with someone#deku makes that flower crown while bakugo preps everything and they both look at it and are thrown back into their childhood 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️#and at first they just sit and wait for the bavarian fish to bite (rody should make a cameo tbh) but then bakugo breaks the iceeee.#and he starts with their moms because their moms have been such a stubbron connection between these two :')#and deku answers with the usual 'good :) how's your mom :)?' and to everyone's surprise he actually opens up#and tells deku about his mom's insomnia because she watched her son die (that shit was live streamed tpo 10 bnha tweets btw)#idk i love to think of their moms being a very easy subject to connect through i think it's easier for them that way to be more vulnerablei#and then some fish biteeeeeeeeeeee#but like 3 small ones so they have to gather berries and mushrooms and make stew (dw there's an aldi this is bavaria after all)#but yeah day 1 is a bit weird like it's just them in the woods with no distractions#which is so different from whatever went on during their 1st year of high school#don't read this i will throw up i just need this somewhere this is my public scrapbook#bnha#deku#midoriya izuku#bakugo katsuki#the flower crown on their knees makes this a bit homosexual but fishing is always homosexual im not fighting against that#au:#fishing
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puffywuffy8904 · 13 days
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Wanted to try my hand at designing some slightly older duck kiddos!!! Headcanons and insane ramblings under the cut:
I designed these to be around 14-15, so early high school age (y'know in a hypothetical scenario where they actually end up going to high school). I imagine they still adventure with Scrooge and the fam, just moreso on the weekends (cut to Huey on the floor of the Sunchaser frantically trying to finish his biology homework while they're being shot at by sky pirates). Donald and Della are also both a part of the school PTA. Nobody else in the PTA is happy about this. Now for individual headcanons:
Huey:
Straight A student that's kinda neurotic about his grades, will freak out if any of them drop to a B.
I like to think of his hat as his comfort item so he still has the same one and if it was up to me he would also wear it to adulthood. even if a grown ass man in a lil baseball cap looks silly.
He's sooo mad about Dewey being taller than him lol.
Dewey:
Solid B student with the occasional C.
Couldn't join the drama club and the basketball team at the same time so he chose the drama club (the actual reason is that he tried out for the basketball team and didn't make it but he won't admit that). He still likes to carry around a basketball and practice on the court by himself.
Grows cheek fluff like the others he just cuts his off out of insecurity.
He's the tallest.
Louie:
Has pretty shitty grades, not because he's not smart, but because he doesn't really try (I mean, kid already has it made, why bother?).
Still wears the same green hoodie every day like he did as a kid but this time it's a little bit bigger and baggier. Does he wear the same clothes underneath too???? We will never know.
He's the shortest.
Webby:
Also a straight A student like Huey but seemingly puts in way less effort than him (which bothers Huey greatly).
Has to carry all her supplies in her arms because she's not allowed to bring a bag to school anymore (she kept trying to bring weapons in. Not because she planned on using them, but because you can never be too prepared.)
In at least 5 different clubs, probably started like 3 of them.
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edorazzi · 1 month
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Page 5 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! Well done to everyone who guessed Bridgette was about to barrel into Felix's life at top speed and change everything! 🐞🚗💨
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hisbucky · 4 months
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*At the school drop off* Buck: Have a great day, buddy! See you at home later, alright? Then we'll go to the exhibit today like we planned right after. Eddie, arm around Buck's waist, practically cuddling in public: Yeah, Buck here's been real excited about spending our day off together today, so don't hang out too late with your friends, alright? Chris, the only one aware of all the staring from the other parents and his friends: You both are embarrassing. Embarrassing! Stop doing this when you drop me off together!
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stealingpotatoes · 5 months
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For the Skywalkers Apart AU, do Luke and Leia make any friends while they’re on Naboo and Tatooine? I kinda like to imagine Biggs and Wedge bonding with the twins over starfighters and such. Also, hear me out. What if Galen isn’t the only candidate for an apprentice that Palpatine has his eyes on?
luke's friends w his cousins definitely, unsure abt others!! and yep leia and biggs are besties
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(commission info // kofi support!)
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amelia-yap · 5 months
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I have discovered your Derg AU/Dragon Weiss and I’m very much in love. Thank you 🙇🏻‍♂️🙇🏻‍♂️
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glad to hear that! im very much obsessed about her and she holds all my brainworms captive
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hedgehog-moss · 1 year
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French TV journalist having a hard time trying to get woman in the street to comment on Macron's latest speech yesterday
Protesters organised casserolades (aka banging on pots and pans) in front of city halls across the country at 8pm, when Macron was speaking, to symbolically drown out his voice. Later that evening, Macron was filmed singing a song with some 'random people' in a street in Paris, trying to show he can go out and meet people and have fun because protesters don't exist. The people he was singing with (members of a choir, some of whom are 'alt-right-leaning') were using a folk song app created by far-right activists that was criticised a few months ago for hosting a Spanish fascist anthem & Third Reich military marches.
The government's response was that the President "couldn't know the background of the people he met that night." Maybe if he wants to avoid being associated with the far-right (that's a big if, I know), Macron should keep in mind that with the kinds of strategies and positioning his government has adopted lately, people in the street who welcome him with open arms and are proud to be filmed with him have a higher than average likelihood of supporting fascism.
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kiisaes · 1 year
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everyone loves sunny! (but are too repressed to do anything about it)
(catholic school au)
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autisticaradiamegido · 7 months
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day 267
the arajade emo band is back with a few new members
to the anon who suggested the band name and concept?? you're still so right. i have been thinking about it since the last drawing. so fuckin true dude.
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tragedry · 30 days
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the sbg kids, but instead of them getting trapped into the phantom dimension they get trapped into a corn maze.
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abbatoirablaze · 2 years
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Grumpy Grizzly Master List
This series is complete! ✔
Warnings will not be posted at the beginning of each chapter. Read at your own discretion. This is a 18+ story which has darker themes interwoven.
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Lee Bodecker is a lot of things.
A senior in college. An officer of the law. A member of Alpha Chi Rho. The roughest defense on the hockey team.
A chubby, single alpha.
Girls don't look at Lee with big doe eyes. They mostly go out of their way to avoid the grizzly who can't seem to keep a date to save his life. But it's not his fault. He is sweet. He just happens to let his best friends Curtis Everett and Bobby Pronge influence him...and well, while most women are okay with being treated like dirt by members of Alpha Chi Rho...when it comes to Lee, he's not...the typical type of guy...
He's not hot enough.
There is one girl, however, who looks at Lee like he's the moon and stars. A cute little koala omega who he calls sweetness...only he's been ignoring her in that sense, shaking off the signs, thinking he's just reading too much into things.
But what happens at an Alpha Chi Rho party...well it never stays at an Alpha Chi Rho party.
Chapters
Shot Down
Sweetness
The Party
Scented
Missed Connections
Slippery Slope
Catch A Break
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sukunas-wife · 2 months
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The act (I’m working on an ask) of going Kimono shopping with RYOMEN SUKUNA
Is ridiculous
Because of course bro has money, his dead is a wealthy and respectable man who wants his boys to understand you for what you have, and work harder for the things you want to get.
He doesn’t make his son work every day of his youth, but he doesn’t just let him live a lavish life of spoils without understanding the work that goes behind it.
BUT WHEN HE TAKES YOU IN THE CORNER OF THE CITY WHERE HIS FATEHR TOOK HIM RO FIND HIS OWN ROBES TO GET YOU FIXED UP AND A KIMONO TAILORED
!!SO. HE. CAN. PRESENT. YOU.!!
He spared no expense
But- Sukuna’s old man,
Papa Ryomen- Ryomen Senior-
Big Daddy Sukuna
when YOU Walked IN THOSE DOORS
“This is the one my son is going to marry, presenting her already and his brat ass hasn’t even graduated yet, … heh, Just like his daddy😏”
Sukuna was unaware in his fathers eyes he was basically slamming his hand on the table
“This is my soon to be wife, THIS WILL BE MY WIFE.”
(ALRIGHT, back into my hole to type some more) @anyaswlrd elaborate for me 🥺🤍
(Pssst hey you- read the comments)
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ioniansunsets · 6 months
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with all this new HEARTSTEEL stuff; i urgently NEED a scenario where f!reader is in the studio helping Kayn write a song or even Kayn doing a verse for reader!
✖ Heartsteel!Kayn Writing Songs With/For You ✖
✖ Word Count: 564
✖ Tags: Established R/S
✖ A/N: I decided to make it a scenario of Kayn writing a solo song in his room with you instead of one with Heartsteel in the studio, I think it feels a little more personal? Cuter? I hope I didn't make him too OOC >< I kept in mind that he was Heartsteel's rapper and instrumentalist. EDIT: There is now a Part 2, Here EDIT2: The confession in reference is here.
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" Mmm...what rhymes with Love? Ugh, how does Aphelios do this!"
You couldn't help but laugh at your lover. He sits by his computer, face scrunched up in frustration. His hands tapping a steady rhythm on the desk, a tune playing in his head but no words to go with it. He spends a good few minutes whining and groaning as he types, deletes, pauses and does it all over again. Suddenly, he stops, turning to look at you.
" Babe come here I need you."
He turns to the you sitting on his bed. An arm out, inviting you close. As you walk over, he quickly pulls you in, dragging you onto his lap. His head leaning on your shoulder. Affectionately nuzzling his face into your neck, seemingly trying to shake away his writer's block. His hands leaving the keyboard to wrap around your waist. Slowly he relaxes. A soft tune? He's humming a song against your skin as his fingers play an imaginary instrument on your waist. As his feet tap out a beat he finally lets go of you. Words now coming to him in a perfect rhyme as he whispers his new song. A smile now on his face.
" Mmm~ I love you my muse, you're just so good for me you know that? The way holding you clears my head."
He laughs loudly, giving you a charming smile as he starts furiously typing on the computer. You giggle at his cute outburst, turning to look at the screen, slowly reading and digesting the words he typed. The scenario suspiciously reminiscent of your conversation with him when he first confessed to you. Wait, was this a love song about you? The feelings and emotions captured almost perfectly. Is that him writing about not being able to sleep the night before because he was so excited just to be in love with you? It almost feels like a sin reading the things he typed. It felt so deeply personal to him.
" Kayn? Is this about us?"
As you tease him, his face confirms it. His shit eating grin of pride from writing a good verse now turning into an awkward shocked look as a blush rises up his face. He has been caught in the act it seems. Forgetting that by having you on his lap means you have a very clear view of his screen.
" Ah! Get off me this is why I work alone!"
He tries to shake you off his legs, arms wrapping around you as he tries to lift you up. You let out a chuckle as you hold him tightly, refusing to let go. Reassuring him that you love it. He grumbles, your reassurance turning his embarrassment into a cheeky smile. Laughing, he effortlessly picks you up in a princess carry. Dropping you on the bed a few steps behind him. He climbs on top of you, leaning down to give you a quick kiss before lightly caressing your cheek and getting off.
" Now give me some space, a musical rockstar genius is at work! I'll show it to you when I think its good enough. Go go!"
He shoos you away, asking for privacy as he laughs and continues typing away. You can't help but smile as you see how happy he is now compared to his frustration from earlier. How lucky you were to have him.
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ghouljams · 10 months
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Last night I had a dream that fae!Price’s darling was a witchy gal, her grandmother taught her about the fae when she was young. I’m talking warded up house, always carrying iron and salt, candles herbs and crystals the whole nine yards. They met in the flower shop after she got a weird vibe, looked through a hagstone and Saw him. He showed up in her garden and she gave him mead she made to make up for her rudeness. She will do small acts of kindness but specify that they are “freely given” to avoid tethering. I was reading your blog right before bed lol. I like the idea of debt holder Price and a (from a fae perspective) slippery darling that he just can’t catch unless she wants to be caught
*Holding the grimoire I wrote as a senior capstone in College* Oh you want witch shit? I can give you witch shit. Let's keep trying out Price's darlings, the only thing I require for her is that she have the most knowledge of the fae because she's dealing with the big kid one. (Here's where I mention that I also have a potential witch darling for Gaz so keep that in mind)
He's been hanging around your garden, just by your back gate, right where your grandmother planted rosemary so many years ago. You greet him every time you pass by, careful never to reach over the brick wall that separates you. He's friendly, but you're not so easily fooled.
"Good morning," you smile at him, watering the herbs on your side of the fence. He leans against the brick to watch you. Eyes heavy as they slide over you, tracing the sway of your skirt where it skims your thighs.
"How's my pretty witch doing today?" He asks voice thick and promising. He's just as careful to avoid your iron watering can as you are to keep it from splashing him. You find the residual warding properties tend to soak into the water. Your family has always maintained a strong threshold for the home.
"Better seeing you," you joke, returning the compliment as easily as can be. You never miss the heat in his eyes, the danger just below his friendly facade.
"I brought you something."
"That's very kind of you," you tell him, "I think the tomatoes are ripe, I'll send you off with some for the trouble."
"No trouble, I wanted to bring it."
"Oh but I couldn't accept a gift without repaying you, it would be rude of me."
"Repay me later," he growls, and you smile a little wider. You like this dance, you've never had a fae try so hard to get their hooks in you. You set down your watering can and lean against the brick across from him. Your weight resting on your elbows, the threshold humming between you.
"But I can repay you now."
"It's a gift."
"Gifts have strings."
"Then it isn't a gift," he says, mirroring your posture.
"Then what is it?" You ask, his eyes flick to your chest, appreciative, wanting. His confidence is charming, or it would be if you were the sort of person to take the fae at face value.
"A name," Your smile drops, your heart jumping up your throat. He must see the panic in your eyes because his smile widens. "Not to keep, just... to call me when we talk." Your pulse tries to slow from the impact of panic. He did that on purpose, you try not to look too rattled by this. You try to think of an appropriate repayment.
"I can't tell you mine."
"I know." He purrs, pleased with himself for catching you in your own defenses. You feel a chill graze your skin through the threshold, the edge of Winter. He knows exactly the corner he's backing you into. He gives you time to think through your options, to panic at the weight of his offer.
"I don't-"
"I know." He pushes, tapping against the solid line between you. You've never had the sight, but you can feel his magic collide with yours as he hits the threshold. You toy with the hagstone on your necklace, the worn stone warm from your skin under your fingers. "Witch," he warns.
"I'm still thinking."
"Think as long as you want," He leans closer, "but call me Price while you do."
Your heart stops, your thoughts grinding to a halt as well. Price. It fits him. You feel the silver thread searching for purchase in your soul, and break one of your long standing rules.
You lean over the threshold and kiss him. Because you know he wants to have some part of you, and you know he wants you on the wrong side of the fence. The thread breaks as his hand slides to cup your cheek, tipping your head as his lips slide against yours. It's your first one, and you think it's worth the price of his name.
His beard sort of tickles but his lips are soft and insistent, and you lean a little further over the wall to stay close. His hands are entreating, coaxing you further across the threshold. His teeth dig into your lip and you open for him, let him drag his tongue against yours as his fingers thread through your hair. You feel your feet leave the ground, the brick digging into your hands as you put your weight on them. The pain is enough to bring you back to your senses. You don't know what would happen if you let him take you.
Price sighs as you pull away and settle back on your side of the wall. He feels a thread hook in him. You've overpaid. He values your touch more than you apparently did, how fortunate for him. And unfortunate for you.
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hisbucky · 5 months
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Librarian: Christopher, lovely to see you again. Chris: Hello Mrs. Keen! I'll check this book out today, please! Librarian: Let's see here..."The Ultimate Guide for Gay Dads"...oh my, is your dad finally tying the knot with that lovely Buck of his? Chris: Not yet, but he will be. He already bought a ring, I went with him yesterday. Librarian, chuckles: Well, tell them congratulations for me when it happens.
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