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roscgcld · 3 years

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HEADCANONS + GOJO SATORU || onii-chan

note: this was a few ideas given to me by my beloved 🌸Anon - a bunch of new gojotwins!au headcanons c: this one is a little different compared to my other story, so this is a stand alone one. might turn it into a series if it gets enough love, but we’ll see~ you can read the original ask here!

pronouns: she/her

note: mentions of blood and death and spoilers for volume 8 & 9 of the manga. SUPER LONG by the way lol

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twins have always been viewed as a bad omen for the parents - there are high chances of both twins developing no Cursed Technique at all, or have a Cursed Technique that is not desirable. So there had been no hope when one of the wives from the main family of the gojo clan was pregnant, and from what they can tell with twins at that

so it was a huge surprise to not only the elders but the entire jujutsu world when not one, but both of the twins were born with the coveted Six Eyes - something that had never happened in the history of the gojo clan. it was a moment to be celebrated!

if only they knew just what was lies ahead

much to the delight of the elders, the older one of the twins was the boy, satoru, while the girl was born 20 minutes after - it wouldn’t have mattered if it was the other way around, but just having the young boy being the one born first was definitely the icing on the cake

both of you were an absolute headache to deal with, causing so much chaos and mayhem that the elders had wondered if they should have celebrated at the idea of having two Six Eyes users under the same house was a good thing

the both of you trained together throughout your younger years, with satoru becoming super overprotective even though you were twins - he understood from a young age that the both of you were starting at different levels of footing because of your gender

yes, you are a girl - but at 7 years old you had exorcise a Grade-Two Curse by yourself with no more than an annoyed click of your tongue and a snap of your fingers, walking away whilst whining about how it got your favourite dress dirty

with that being said though, he loves to tease you are still the younger one between the both of you, and had teased you about how you should refer to him as ‘onii-chan’ instead of his first name

“come on, Y/N~ it’s a sign of respect~”

“i am going to spend you to outer space one of these days.”

the two of you were already known about the jujutsu world way before you even became old enough to enroll in Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College - you two were even allowed to enter without an interview with the then principal of the school

who would want to waste their time interviewing two highly over qualified teenagers anyway?

the first time you met geto and shoko, they were both intimidated by your sheer presence. the both of them have heard talks about the gojo twins entering their year as a pair

so when they had first met you, standing there in your uniform with your bright blue eyes hiding behind a pair of blacked out sunglasses and an indifferent look on your face - they definitely felt a shiver go through their bodies

however, when they saw your twin brother appearing behind you with the biggest grin, hugging you from behind whilst you scowled and tried to push his head away - they were definitely less intimidated now

“now, now, Y/N-chan, stop being so scary~”

“nii-chan, i am giving you three seconds to let go of me.”

the two of you quite the duo, especially when you two are always pinned against one another with more difficult and more challenging missions compared to when you were under the care of the gojo clan

geto felt less pressure to match up to his friend, since satoru and Y/N are always at each other’s throat - wanting to outmatch the other and one up the other with silly things like Curse head counts and how difficult its level is

with that being said, satoru is very protective of you - if any so much as speaks poorly of you, he would not hesitate to put them in their place

“oya? what makes you think you can speak of my baby sister like that?” satoru had hummed towards the small group of men, who were commenting on how beautiful the young woman was followed by a lot of unsavoury comments.

satoru still sported his casual smile, yet there was a certain air around him that made them shut their mouths up real fast. “mind repeating that? just want to make sure that i have a good enough reason to put your lazy asses six feet underground..”

after that specific incident by the way, satoru had you and your friends out on a little excursion around tokyo - where they just did a bunch of stupid things together to calm down

you can read him like the back of a book though, so when both of your friends went away to browse through some shelves in a video game store, you just wrapped your arms around your brother with a smile. “you know, nii-chan, you don’t need to go about protect my honour. i’m a big girl now.”

he’d just blink down at you before giving you a soft but genuine smile, petting the top of your head with one of his hand while the other was resting inside of his pocket. “if i don’t protect you, who am i going to protect?”

that statement was proven during your second year - a cursed user had overpowered you and shoko and had taken the both of you hostage. the curse user had practically beaten you into a pulp, knowing that you were the stronger one between the two

shoko had been tied up and beaten as well, but you were definitely taking the brunt of his anger - along with being forced to listen about how he was going to sell you to some low life family that had been trying to get you to marry their sorry excuse of a son.

you don’t even remember meeting the father of the boy, who had claimed to visit the gojo clan home a few times now

“you gonna be a good girl for me?” the man had gripped as he gripped your hair in his hands, giving you a smirk whilst you scowled over at him in annoyance, blinking the blood out of your eyes from the wound on the top of your head.

before you can give another snarky answer in reply that will get you another beating, the sound of someone kicking the door in. before either one of you can move, the man suddenly let go of your hair with a pained gasp as someone grabbed his hair and forced his head back, looking up into a pair of glowing blue eyes

“get your filthy hands off my baby sister.”

geto was in charge of taking care of the both of you, leaving the room with a simple reminder to satoru that they needed to bring the man back alive

both of you spending most of your time trying to unlock the many secrets of the Limitless, and how to control it better

during the entire star plasma vessel fiasco, you had stayed by geto’s side. and while you didn’t manage to save rika from being murdered, you had, like gojo, managed to touch the core of cursed energy

toji had ‘killed you’ before he went after geto, yet like satoru, he did not decapitate your head; so you had slowly started to use the reverse curse technique to heal your wounds

so you couldn’t believe satoru’s belief when he found you using reverse cursed technique to heal geto, wrapping you up in his arms while you just smile and hold him as well

the three of you plus shoko had turned to one another for comfort, because along the way you four have grown close to the young girl, and her death really affected all of you

but if there is something bright that came out from this, is that you and your brother had really elevated yourselves to become the strongest duo of the new generation - both pretty much an entire chest above the current active sorcerers

after satoru had calmed down, he had told you about what toji had said to him before his death - about how he has a son that he had planned to sell of to the zen’ins

the two of you went to visit the young boy, discovering that he had an older sister as well; and without hesitation you had taken the both of them under your wing, pulling a few strings behind the scenes while also trying to provide him with as normal as a life as you two could

megumi had viewed you as a mother figure, someone who looked out for him and tsumiki, teaching the two of them life skills like sewing and cooking, making sure they always have warm meals.

you never miss their birthdays either - always making sure to get them either a cake or a small cupcake with a candle on the top to blow out just for the sake of tradition

sure, satoru loves to spoil them too, but he acted more like their chilled older brother - he definitely relies on you more as a parental figure he had lacked for quite a huge part of his childhood

he had remembered how once, when you had made him his favourite curry and rice after a long week, he just sighed and said, “thanks mum,” before he started to eat his meal

at first you froze in shock, and megumi did too - but before the blushing teen can apologise, you had already wrapped him up in your arms as you just cried your heart out

satoru had teasingly asked him if megumi can call him ‘dad’, to which megumi just scowled and sent his divine dogs after your brother

satoru loves to introduce you two as the ‘strongest duo’ by the way - which makes you super awkward and you hate it with a passion. he wasn’t wrong, but it’s still awkward

“we’re the Gojos - the strongest duo out there.”

“please stop calling us that.”

feel like because you’re there, geto might still be on the path to the light lmao - like mans will be a teacher in school and you three will be dub the ‘idiot trinity’ or some bullshit nickname lol - the three biggest troublemakers in the jujutsu world

yet the three most capable ones as well - absolutely drive the higher ups of the jujutsu world insane

with that being said though - the three of you definitely hashed a plan to change the jujutsu world together. even shoko agrees that there should be some change to the old ways of the jujutsu world; so the four of you decided to sign up to work as teachers at Jujutsu High

the first group of students you took under your wing was the then first years - maki, toge, panda, and eventually yuta when he joined your little class

you are the mother for the students while geto is the responsible dad; satoru is the crazy uncle that is not allowed to supervise the students alone, and shoko is the cool aunt who lets you skip class in her office if you want

all the students have, at one point, just referred to you as ‘mum’ and you had always just accepted that with a soft smile and a pat on the top of their head

even if they are taller than you, they will willingly bend down to your height so you can pet them on the head - even megumi lets you get away with it

when itadori and nobara came into the picture, you had taken them un as your own as well - but you did spend a good 5 minutes laughing with geto at the idea that yuji manages to control sukuna like he is just an annoying imaginary friend in the back of his head that refuses to shut up

you had tried to give them some form of normality and comforts as teenagers, even if many times they were forced into very uncomfortable situations

all in all - it was utter chaos the moment both you and satoru were born. yet it was a miracle nonetheless. many times you prove to the world that your bond is stronger than people think it is, and that you two will go through anything to make sure the other is safe.

you are the younger one, but the more responsible one too. the motherly figure that everyone turned to, even your friends and brother, who needs comfort and a warm meal. yet if provoked, you can become deadly and kill with no hesitation. it’s because of this, both you and your brother are considered as quite the deadly duo; the strongest ones around.

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sweeethinny · 3 years

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He and Harry had a fight last week... James said he didn’t like him anymore.’’ Ginny looked at her mother, looking a little sadder now. ‘’Harry cried.’ Would you consider writing their fight and then James Sirius apologizing? I was (re)reading this today and I just love it

thank you anon! you can also read it on AO3, if you want :)

the last part, is the content of the letter that james wanted to send to Harry, i hope you liked it! <3 PART 1, i think? idk, but the fanfic that anon referred to

Ginny didn't quite know what was going on when she got home, exhausted from yet another tiring day at work, with sexist coaches who didn't listen to what she had to say in the interviews, and other journalists who didn't care about the ideas she had proposed.

She did not expect to feel so miserable when she agreed to work on the Prophet.

But either way, she was happy that Harry managed to cut the workload that month, spending more time at home with the kids, especially now that James was six and started going to school, Teddy had just gone for Hogwarts, Albus was at a stage where he just wanted to be with his father, and Lily had her teeth born and was in a bad mood.

They hadn't had much of a problem with James at school so far, he had adapted, made friends, done homeworks, and was well controlled with his own magic, occasionally exploding or making things fly.

Nothing too dangerous and that they couldn't fix.

In the last week James' classes were suspended when 7 of the 12 children caught lice, luckily James was not one of them, so the boy seemed a little anxious about the sudden change in routine.

But today it looked like a war had broken out in the middle of their living room. Lily was taking all the clothes out of the clean laundry basket, Albus was on top of the trunk where they kept some old things, with his knee shredded and looking like he was waiting to make a dressing, while Harry and James argued beside him.

Ginny knew that the combination of her and Harry would make children easy to explode, but she realized that James had an extreme facility in getting Harry off track, much more so than Lily or Albus did. Albus knew how to irritate his brothers, and Lily only irritated them with her loud crying and childish antics like throwing things, but James was at that stage where he challenged his parents to find out how far he could go. Teddy had been there, too, but it was with Ginny that he could do it most easily.

However James seemed to know exactly what to do to have an angry Harry.

'James,' Harry asked, eyes closed as if asking for patience, it probably wasn't the first time they had had that conversation.

'I just wanted to fly!' James shouted angrily, his cheeks red.

'And didn't I tell you that you couldn't do that?' Harry countered, running a hand through his hair. 'How many times have I told you that neither you, or Albus, could fly alone?'

'But Albus was there because he wanted to! I didn't tell him to follow me.' The little one looked as furious as his father, his arms crossed in front of the small body just as Ginny did when she argued with someone. 'Why can Lily fly and I can't ?!'

'I was with her, she was not alone, you know that very well. I said that we could fly later, and that I would go with you- ’

'But you worked all day, and then the night would come and we would not be flying! Again!'

'James... You could have hurt Albus! Or hurt yourself.' Harry pointed out, looking as alarmed as if it had actually happened. As far as Ginny could see from the entrance to the Living Room, only Albus was a little hurt, and he didn't even seem to want to cry or anything.

'Oh, of course, if something happens to the precious Albus, it's the end of the world!' James threw his arms up, as if giving up, and before Harry was able to answer him, he shouted; 'I hate you!' And he ran off, tears streaming down his face as he climbed the stairs as fast as he could, his little legs not helping him to be too fast, but Harry didn't follow him either, which helped James get to the room and slam the door.

Harry sighed, hands on his tired face, and Ginny was still a little paralyzed at the door, thinking about what had happened. 'Mum!' Lily shouted, now sitting in the empty clothes basket, making the other two look at her.

'Hello my loves.' Ginny smiled going over to Albus and kissing him on the cheek, realizing how scared he looked. 'Hi my love, how are you?' She preferred to act as if she had just arrived, looking at his grated knee, still a little dirty with grass.

'Fine, I just fell.' He smiled, the little children's teeth a little dirty from what looked like chocolate.

'It'll be okay,' Ginny promised, casting a simple healing charm and placing him on the floor, before of course, she kissed the small scar that remained. Nothing too serious, but it was a tradition that helped them to be less afraid of when they needed to apply potions or other healing spells that were stronger.

They were a Weasley-Potter, after all, they were always falling.

'Hi my other love,' She smiled at Harry, hugging him, but realizing that he seemed a little reluctant to speak. He just smiled awkwardly, kissing her forehead and letting her go to be hugged by Lily, who had managed to topple the basket of clothes to be able to crawl out and run into her mother's arms. 'And my other love.'

'Hi mommy!' Lily cried awkwardly, hugging Ginny back, and hanging from her neck so she could be picked up.

'And where's my other love?' Harry sighed at her question, waving his wand and causing all the clothes to levitate, to be folded, and to go back into the basket.

'Up there,' Harry murmured. 'Do you take care of them? I'm going to prepare dinner.' Ginny nodded, lowering Lily to the sofa when Albus asked her to play with him and the Lego castle he had won from Percy.

‘Mommy, come and play with us!’ Albus asked, seeming not even to remember the fight between his father and brother anymore, amused by the pieces and teaching Lily how to stack the blocks too - even though she seemed willing to just destroy everything.

‘I’m coming, okay? Let me just go and say hi to James, and I'll be back here, okay?’ She promised, crouching in front of them, drawing all the attention to herself. ‘No mess and fights, Mom will be back.’

'Daddy and James fought,' Al whispered, as if it were a secret.

'Bad James,' Lily added, crossing her arms as she could, to look like her brother.

'They are just stressed, and he’s not bad. Now, I'll be right back.' Ginny left the room and went up to the second floor, still listening to the conversations between Albus and Lily, and the sounds of pots and dishes, much louder than usual, and she imagined that Harry was more angry at what he looked like while fighting with James.

Ginny knocked on the door to their eldest son's room, the photo hanging next to her made her smile, a picture of when they went ice skating, a few days before Teddy received the letter from Hogwarts, he and James were smiling from ear to ear. ear, while she and Harry still needed to hold hands to keep steady and not fall.

She hated it when she or Harry lost patience with their kids, when they got carried away by the tantrum. They should have known that the best thing to do when it happened was to just get away, let the kids scream alone for a few minutes, before they came back calmer and managed to talk to them.

'Hi my love,' Ginny murmured, opening the door and entering James's room, it was colder than usual inside, and maybe he had done accidental magic for this to happen and he could be hidden under the covers. 'It's Mommy.'

'I don't want to say anything.' James' voice was muffled by the pillow and the covers, but she could still tell that he was crying.

Ginny sat on the bed next to him, her hand on what she imagined was his shoulder. 'I heard that you and Daddy had a fight, is it true?'

'He hates me.' Ginny smiled sadly, denying and sighing.

'He doesn't hate you my love, and hating someone is a very strong thing to say, I promise you, he is just tired, and you need to help him a little too.'

'But he wasn't going to fly with me, and I just wanted to fly.' James uncoveredlooking at Ginny with brown eyes wet with tears. 'He only cares about Lily and Albus, he doesn't even love me anymore.'

'James, of course not, your father loves you very much, which is why he was concerned that you might get hurt. You know you can't fly alone, it's very dangerous.' She held out her arms for James to crawl onto her lap as if he were still a baby - for her, he always would be - and put him against her chest, cradling her body a little from side to side to calm his crying. 'Dad was just worried that you would get hurt. Besides, you are the older brother, and Lily is still very small and needs help to do a lot of things, just as Albus still needs more help. You are my big boy already, and you have to help them, and not go flying without authorization.’

'But he yelled at me.' James sobbed, holding Ginny's shirt in his hands, hiding his face like he did when he was a kid.

'Look, what Dad did was not right, but you didn't make it easy either. Both are wrong… Dad is having dinner, go take a shower, okay? I promise that tomorrow we can fly together.' James nodded, still glued to his mother, like a sloth clinging to a tree trunk. 'I love you my baby.'

'Me too,' he murmured, without further tears.

[...]

Dinner had been… tense, to say the least. Proving that he was Harry's son, James spent the whole dinner in silence, sullen, without even looking straight up, just as Harry was, determined to eat the lasagna without saying anything.

If it weren't for Albus chattering, and Lily trying to imitate him, they would have eaten entirely in silence.

After all the children were in their beds, sleeping soundly, and the house was quiet for another reason, Ginny lay on their bed, waiting for Harry to get out of the bath. They hadn't talked much, and he didn't even want to go shower with her, so she just waited, sitting on the bed while pretending to read the last pages of the romance Angelina gave her. Of course, the words didn't make much sense in her head, she couldn't concentrate, but she had to hide her nervousness.

When Harry finally got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, damp, messy hair, and still that sullen look, Ginny couldn't take it anymore; ‘Can you tell me what happened?’

Harry looked at her quickly over his shoulder, before entering their closet and disappearing, still in silence. Ginny can hear the drawers opening and closing, and then she can see Harry coming back from there wearing old shorts that almost didn't stop at his hip anymore. If he wasn't so sullen, she would try to ease the tension he carried on his broad, bare shoulders.

'He and I had a fight.' That was all he said, throwing himself on the bed next to her and covering himself, looking like he was about to go to sleep.

'It's not me you're mad at, don't be an idiot.' Ginny dropped the book on the nightstand, not turning off the lamp beside her, staring at Harry with determination.

He sighed, sitting up too. 'I was taking care of Lily, now that she is coming out of diapers it looks like she wants to pee every minute, and I asked him to keep Albus playing. They were in the garden, and James had already asked me to fly with him, but I was solving ten problems at the same time and making sure our daughter didn't pee on the couch, so I asked him to hope that later on maybe we could fly… But he is your son, after all, and he managed to break the lock on the shed and get a broom.' Ginny shouldn't laugh, she knew that, but she smiled, a little proudly. 'When I went down with Lily, I could only see Albus flying too, unbalanced, not much more than a meter from the ground, and James going up without control. There was no time and Al fell, but I had to make James levitate because the broom was very uncontrolled and he was unable to get it down.’

‘Harry…’

'It was my fault, I know, I shouldn't... I should have put a different lock on or I don't know, and,' He stopped, hiding his face with his hands again, denying. 'And I lost my temper because I had said that he couldn't fly alone, and Albus was crying on the ground and James looked scared when he realized he was too high... I shouldn't have screamed.'

'You were angry,' Ginny reminded him, realizing how sad Harry looked at this. ‘And worried.’

'But I should have known that when I forbidden him, he would try to do exactly what I said not to.'

'He's a child, Harry, of course he's going to do everything we say he can't.' She said what he usually said to her, when Ginny was worried about Teddy at Hogwarts after he spent two weeks without sending letters, even after she asked him to update them every week.

'He said he hates me, Ginny.' Harry finally looked at her, his eyes watering. Again, her heart broke.

‘Oh, Harry, of course not.’ This time, she didn’t wait for him to come to her embrace, as she did with James, Ginny preferred to hug Harry herself. 'He was just nervous.'

'I did everything wrong,' Harry denied, crying even more, as if he had held his emotions up until now, as if just inside their room was a safe place for him to finally let go. 'He didn't say it like it was nothing, I saw Gin, I saw that he was upset, he meant it.'

'He didn't want to, of course not..Look at me, no, no, Harry, look at me...He doesn't hate you, and you didn't do everything wrong, I probably would have done the same thing, you're just tired.' Ginny stared at him, forcing him to look at her too, her hands holding his face, tears streaming down his cheeks. 'You are the best father they could have, the best I could have chosen to be their father, you will see, tomorrow you will be calmer and everything will be fine.'

'I hate to fight with them.' Harry hid his face on her neck, tears wetting Ginny's skin, his hands tightening on her waist as if to make sure she stayed there, with him. ‘I don’t like them to cry because of me.’

'It's the side that nobody tells you about being parents, love.' She laughed softly, trying to calm the mood. 'But he doesn't hate you, I promise you that... I'm sure you are still his hero, and the person he loves the most in this whole world. You are not a bad father.’

[...]

The next morning, Harry got up first, he heard noises downstairs and knew that probably one of the children was already awake and wanting to make a mess. Passing through the rooms just to check, he saw that Albus was still asleep, and that Lily seemed far from waking up, but James' bed was empty, which wasn't too strange, since the boy seemed to still be keeping up with his early morning routine to go to school, even in that week of recess.

He heard footsteps as he approached the kitchen, an owl hooting loudly at the window, and low murmurs. ‘Stay still.’

'James?' Harry watched as his son tried to tie the letter to the animal's leg, which was trying to get away from him. James was on top of a chair, leaning over the counter, trying to pull Pandora’s closer.

‘Dad!’ Pandora flew away with his cry, without the letter, seeming to frustrate the boy.

'What are you doing? Who do you want to send a letter to?’ Harry was careful to move towards James, but he was happy when his son accepted his arms to come down. He still felt guilty.

'Hm... for you.' James looked at the floor, looking embarrassed.

'Me?' Harry knelt in front of him, staying in his line of sight. ‘Why don’t you just give it to me?’

'I thought it would take you longer to wake up.'

'I heard you coming down the stairs,' Harry said, looking into his son's eyes.

'Are you still mad at me?' James asked quietly, holding the letter tightly in his hand.

‘No, my love… I’m sorry for yesterday, I didn’t want to yell at you, I was nervous and I was worried that you might get hurt.’

'I'm sorry for flying without permission, and I didn't want Albus to have followed me for this either, I didn't see him.' James said. Harry felt so bad all night, unable to sleep in peace, conscience weighed down by having yelled at James, thinking about how sad he looked when he said he hated him.

'It was very risky, you could have been seriously injured.' The two looked at each other, Harry pulled his son close to him. ‘I don’t want you to do it again, okay? You can fly, but only with me or mom, never alone.' He whispered against the boy's hair, hugging him tightly, as if that alone could heal the pain he had felt.

'I didn't mean to say that I hated you, either.' James hugged Harry back, looking sly. ‘I don’t hate you.’

'I love you, Jamie. A lot.' He planted a kiss on his son's head, not caring for the tears that seemed to want to appear in the corner of his eyes.

‘Me too, Dad.’

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''Dad,

I'm sorry for yelling at you, it wasn't my intention. I don't hate you, I was just nervous, I'm sorry again.

Love you

James.''

#hinny #harry x ginny #next gen #james sirius potter #harry potter #ginny weasley #hinny headcanon #harry and ginny #next gen harry potter

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my-hero-hcs · 4 years

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Can I request some hcs for Todoroki, Bakugou and Deku where the reader is really shy and they both really like each other but have no idea how to tell each other, and the reader gets really hurt so they end up confessing? Thank you sooo much!! And I love all your writings!! ❤️💕

A/N: y e s I know this is slightly angst but I live for this stuff omg-

Yeah this is gonna be slightly angsty I do apologise

Hurt Confessions

Bakugou

Bakugou absolutely adored you. Not that he’d ever say it like that, but nonetheless, it was true.

He really did adore you.

Little did he know, you felt the same way.

Your shyness around the explosive boy though kept you from voicing your feelings.

Then the attack happened.

Villains seemingly came out nowhere, and they straight for you.

Your scream was something Bakugou would never, ever forget.

You were hurt, bad, and Bakugou saw red as he attacked them head on, despite the warnings the pros yelled at him, as they engaged the fight too.

It went by in a blur, he honestly didn’t remember much in his rage filled state.

Now, he was seated next to you, only a bandage or two on his face and arm. He was fine!

But you?

4 broken bones, deep cuts, and severe trauma to the head.

How was he supposed to deal with this?!

He adored you! Recovery girl was doing her best, but even still in his mind there was a chance you would die.

That same panic from the fight settled in his gut at that realisation.

He gently took your hand, as you started to wake up from all the trauma.

You could hear him, but your body felt stiff and stuck, like you couldn’t wake up completely.

You felt Bakugou hold your hand, and waited as he started speaking.

“Damnit you’d better come back to me, because I fucking love you. You can’t die on my now, dumbass. I still have to take you on that damn date!”

You tried to smile, but you couldn’t- the most you managed was to move your fingers slightly in his hand.

That was enough for him to know you were there, that you heard him.

“You’d better fucking fight to live. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Todoroki

Todoroki sat over his bowl of soba, and slurped his noodles in a nice cafe in the city.

Midoriya, Ochaco, Momo, and you had decided to go out today, for fun.

So far, everything was going well!

That is, until the villains showed up.

Guns were pointed at customers, while they cowered behind tables and chairs, and the villains when right for the money.

You, however, noticed a child hurt on the floor from one of the falling tables as people scrambled to hide behind them.

Todoroki turned and noticed you were gone, panic setting in as you scooped up the child and started to run back to them, as one of the villains grabbed you.

You let off a growl of rage as you tried to fight off the villain, fearless as every as you cradled the child.

Todoroki’s blood ran cold as he shot ice, to save you, but it was too late.

The sickening crack of a bone breaking and your cry of pain was enough to send him spiralling.

Izuku rushed forward and took the child, nodding to Todoroki to attack-

-Just as the villain dropped you, your head smacking the tile floor with the thud of dead weight.

He ran to grab you, as the pros showed up, taking out the villain.

He laid over you, protecting your limp body as a support hero came to take you to the hospital.

That evening, Todoroki sat with you, along with Midoriya.

He just held your hand, and fought bad tears.

He hadn’t even told you he loved you!

He gently set your hand down on the bed, and buried his face in his hands.

You stirred softly, catching Midoriya’s attention as you started to wake up

Todoroki’s broken voice filled the room as your eyes began to open.

“I love you.... please, don’t leave me yet.”

You couldn’t help but smile, and respond, voice raspy and hurt.

“I.... love.... you.....”

It was barely above a whisper, but he heard you.

Doctors rushed in to check on you, add to your pain meds, and sedate you once again to heal, but it was enough. You loved him too.

Midoriya

Izuku watched you sip your boba tea as you walked along the street.

The two of you had gone out together to go sightseeing, along with interview at different hero agencies for internships.

It was a nice warm day, and the soft beano couldn’t help but think of you as beautiful.

The way the sun caught in your hair, and your eyes gleamed, it was perfect.

He really did adore you, and he planned on confessing to you that evening.

That is, until the accident.

There was no villain, no evil doer, and no malintent, but it still scared the shit out of Izuku.

The two of you were taking a shortcut through an old alleyway where the holdings were falling apart, and crumbling.

You, being the investigative spirit you were, decided you wanted to look inside.

Dragging Izuku behind you, you started to explore one of the old abandoned buildings- but that’s when it happened.

An old support beam cracked and fell, hitting you and knowing you over.

You were covered in scrapes, brusies, and splinters from the old cracked floor, and the heavy beam did a number on your chest, and cracked your ribs. Not only that, but you smacked your head against the floor, and immediately went unconscious.

Izuku panicked

This poor boy lifted the beam off you, and started carrying you, trying to find someone who could help you as he ran to the hospital.

There you lay, as he held your hand, and sniffled. He’d called his friends and told them what happened, and they were on their way to meet him.

He sighed, and looked over you.

If only he’d been faster- he could’ve stopped this.

If only he’d been better- he could’ve saved you!

He then started rambling to calm himself down, and to stop his spiralling thoughts.

You started to wake up to the sound of him talking, and opened your eyes.

You didn’t dare move- the pain was excruciating if you tried, so you laid there.

He then paused, and took a deep breath.

“You know I planned on confessing to you tonight, and telling you how I feel. I.... really love you. And I can’t lose you. Please just... wake up for me.”

You hummed softly, and even that hurt. But it was enough to grab his attention.

He about cried with relief, and looked you over.

“I promise, I’ll be your hero.”

As your body pulled you back to sleep, your only thought was:

“You already are.”

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puckngrind · 4 years

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Skating Lessons part 28

Summary: Josh and the reader head to lunch to discuss summer plans.

Warning: swearing, discussion of abuse

Word count: 1834

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“How about Quinn?” Josh moans into your ear before the sun was beaming through the blinds.

“Huh?” You shift our weight to face him.

“I love that my parents named us all the same letter but I’ve run the through all the M names and I’m not sold on any of them let alone multiple names.” Josh’s hands roam your mid section while you brain wakes up enough to process what he’s saying. Then it clicks.

“WHAT?” You whisper yell and start to sit up. “Josh, are you talking baby names?” The smirk on this face said it all and he pulls you down into his chest kissing your temple.

“Yes. Why did I just get that response Baby?” His voice was deep and seductive which was distracting.

“I’m not pregnant Josh.” You try to pull away.

“I know but down the road I’m hoping we will be. Plus, I just have a lot of time on the road and it’s one of those things I’ve been thinking about.” His face firmly planted into your hair and arms keeping you in place.

“And our non-existent children’s names is one of those things you’ve been thinking about?”

“Yup. Future children (y/n). Future not non-existent.”

“Pretty confident there Mr. Anderson.” You chuckle and tickle his side.

“I am but they can wait until you are Mrs. And...” he doesn’t finish his statement and pulls your lips to his. “Let’s get Mason to your parents and we can start with lunch out then talk out summer.”

Mason bounced up to the door with Josh before you even shut the car door. He was excited about his day with his grandparents. With kisses and hugs you were off to lunch. Josh picked one of the fancier patios you would never agree to if he asked. You grumbled as he shut off the car.

“Let’s talk summer.” Josh shoved a large amount of salad into his mouth.

“It scares the shit out of me.” You look down at your plate pushing around your salad.

“Why Babe?” Josh’s hand reaches out to stop your fork. “Why does summer scare you?”

“I’ve run scenarios in my head J.” You whisper and look up at the puzzled look on your handsome man’s face. “And...and...and...holy shit.”

“(y/n)?” you hear Josh but your eyes are locked on a familiar face walking down the street behind him. “(Y/n), Babe? Hello?” Josh follows your eyes behind him.

“Fuck.” Squeaks out of your lips and you feel all the blood draining out of your body.

“(Y/n)? What do you see?” Josh tries to follow your gaze again.

“Mason’s dad.” You are barely whispering.

“Mason’s WHAT?” Josh whispers back. “Where?”

Your finger points down to the shop a block away wishing that your eyes deceived you. “Josh...I...I...I haven’t seen him since I was eight weeks pregnant.”

“You what? You’ve never told me that before.” Josh’s hand comes across to meet yours and he squeezes.

“He signed the TPR before he headed to who the fuck knows where.” You sink into your seat.

“You are going to have to explain that Babe.” Josh rubs his thumb along the back of your hand. “If you want.”

“Termination of Parental Rights. He told me he wasn’t ready to be a father and he signed papers just in case I actually gave birth and left town. I didn’t mind because I was blind to the abuse until later.”

“ABUSE? He hit you?” Josh snarled through his teeth.

“Verbal. Not physical. I was his verbal punching bag and I took it because I didn’t know better.” You trail off. “Because I didn’t know what love was suppose to be.”

“Fuck (y/n). I’m sorry. I don’t know why I’ve never asked and sorry isn’t even the right word.” He stands and moves to sit next to you. His arm snakes around you and you lean into him.

“You don’t have to say sorry for my dumbass ways that led to Mason not having a father at all.” You feel the weight of the words and the moisture building in your eyes.

“Baby.” Josh kisses your forehead and you wince because out of the door you haven’t stopped looking at comes your past. Darren. Mason’s father. The man who’s eyes stare at you from your sweet baby boy’s face every. single. day. You try to forget and you usually do until Mason gets mad and you see it and your stomach drops just like it is now. “We can go.” Josh pulls you in as close as he can.

“No, let’s finish lunch.” You look up at him and attempt to smile.

“Well, well, well...if it isn’t my past right before my eyes. Hi (y/n).” His words drenched in hate and sarcasm and the smug smile spread across his face. Mason’s eyes looking at you through his father’s.

“Hi Darren.” You manage to squeak out and you feel Josh’s arm tighten behind you.

“And is this the big shot hockey player my sis says is playing daddy to my boy?” Darren’s eyes land on Josh.

“No. You don’t get to call Mason your boy.” Josh barks out before you have a chance to say anything.

“Oh, a little feisty huh? Or is it eh where you come from?” Darren bites back causing Josh to stand fists clinched. He moves to place himself between you and Darren. “Oh, (y/n), you got yourself a protector here?”

You stand up behind Josh and place your hand on his forearm as you slide next to him.

“No Darren.” You hiss and squeeze Josh’s forearm again feeling his veins pulsing between your fingers. “You don’t get to come here to my city and play your damn games again.” Darren laughs tossing his head back and snapping it forward. His eyes burning holes into yours. The abuse flooding your brain. The hurtful words he said when he found out you were pregnant. The way he threw the termination papers in your face while heading out of town for what you thought was ever.

“Your city?” Darren scoffed.

“Yes! HER city.” Josh teeth gnash together. “I don’t know why you are here but this is the last time you will see (y/n) again. You hear me?” Josh’s finger presses into Darren’s chest. “If you see her or Mason at ALL you will turn the other way. Mason does NOT need to see you, know you, or have anything to do with YOU.” Josh is remaining surprisingly level headed even with the words coming out of mouth with his jaw clenched. “Because you don’t deserve them. You walked away. You chose yourself over them.” Josh pulls you into his side. “Are we clear?”

Darren’s smug expression returns to his face and he backs up and josh’s hand falls. “You don’t have the right to make those decisions.” He laughs.

“Actually. I don’t but those papers you signed and this woman right here that you left do.” Josh speaks slowly to make his point heard loud and clear.

“You aren’t his daddy.” Darren folds his arms and doesn’t stop staring at you.

“No...I’m not.” Josh starts.

“No, he’s his Josh and the best thing that has ever happened to me and Mason.” You have this fire that explodes. “Now we need to get back to our lunch and you need to get the hell away from me.”

“I’ll leave you to your hoity toity lunch. Too bad my offspring wasn’t here too. I’ve only seen him in pictures.” Darren takes another jab and starts to leave. You go to sit back down and Josh lurches forward in Darren’s direction.

“Actually Darren.” Josh’s interview voice comes out of his mouth. “I should thank you.” Darren’s eyebrow shoots up.

“Thank me?” Darren questions.

“Yes, because if it wasn’t for your dumbass ways I wouldn’t have met (y/n) and realize what love was. Plus I get the privilege to of knowing the coolest kid under the sun. So thank you for realizing you couldn’t handle what I can. I’m incredibly lucky. Now leave so I can finish treating my woman to the lunch she deserves.” Josh spun on his heal and didn’t wait for Darren to respond and sat down next to you. His lips desperately find yours and you deepen the kiss.

By the time Josh releases you Darren is long gone. “How about we take this to go and head home?” Josh kisses you again and you nod in agreement.

“So summer.” You shove the cheesecake in your mouth sitting on the couch.

“Nope.” Josh tries to take a bite off your fork.

“No? That’s why Mason is with my parents.” You look over to Josh.

“After our encounter, our discussion of summer plans can wait.”

“Josh. I’m fine.” You flick Josh with your foot. He grabs it and pulls you into his lap.

“You are not and that’s okay. You know what I said to him was completely true. Plus, I’ve never wanted to punch someone off the ice so bad in my life.” Josh’s lips ghost your pulse point.

“The my city thing?” You lean into his touch.

“No, the fact that you and Mason are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I’m thankful he was a coward even it it meant you had four hard years alone.” Josh pulls you further into his chest.

“You’ve been the closest thing to a father that Mace has had you know.” A tear starts to fall down your cheek and Josh brushes it away.

“(y/n). I’m not his...” Josh starts and you kiss his lips gently.

“You are his Josh and I’m thankful he has you to learn how to be a man.” You whisper. “Because Mr. Anderson, you are one damn good man.”

“Oh yeah?” Josh pulls you up so you are face is inches from his.

“And you protecting us was sexy.” You kiss down his jaw and he clenches.

“I’ll protect the two of you until the day I die.” Josh’s hands make their way to hold your face. “I love you and Mason with every fiber of my being.”

“We love you too Josh.” You kiss his neck and he moans. “Could you support us if I quit my job?” You run your hand over his collarbone kissing down up his neck and you feel him swallow hard.

“Yes. Wait. What did you say?” Josh shakes his head to register your question.

“I asked if I quit my job and make this leap and fully rely on you, can you support us?” You look deep into the sea of blue as they dart back and forth searching your eyes.

“Are you saying what I think you are saying (y/n)?” Josh’s eyes search yours.

“I’m asking if you can support the three of us?” You smile as you see Josh’s face light up.

“Yes. Yes. Fuck yes. Does that mean...” You kiss him passionately.

“Yes Baby. That means.” Josh scoops you up and carries you to your bedroom.

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blu-joons · 5 years

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BTS Reaction: Taking Care Of Them After A Long Day

Jin:

As soon as he walked through the door the smell of takeout hit him, bringing a smile to his face after the long day he’d had, walking into the kitchen to see it all unpacked.

“I’m pretty sure I remembered what it was you like, if not, I’ll go back and swap it,” you smiled, greeting him warmly as he walked in to join you.

He chuckled, pulling you into the tightest hug. “You are an angel. What made you order takeout tonight? I really couldn’t cope if I was cooking tonight.”

“I can tell when you’re tired, and I needed to step in. Now I’m no good with an oven and knives, but I am good with a phone and a takeout menu,” you joked.

He sat down, taking the boxes that you passed to him. “I’m really appreciative of you doing this, all I’ve wanted today was to come home and laze around, and now I can.”

“You deserve a rest and a treat,” you smiled, plating up your own meal, “there are some days when nothing can beat a takeout and doing absolutely nothing.”

He nodded, not waiting for you before starting his meal. “You could not be righter. Today has just been hell, but all of this has really picked my mood back up, so thank you. I forget how incredible you are sometimes.”

“It’s nothing, just as long as you’re happy.”

Yoongi:

A laugh emerged as you looked over at Yoongi, yawning away to himself as the clock neared seven, struggling to finish the rest of the dinner you’d prepared.

“Are you tired?” You questioned, to which he nodded. “Why don’t we go upstairs to bed, and you can get some sleep Yoongs?”

His shoulders shrugged, glancing to the clock. “It’s still early, I’ll be fine in a minute. You don’t really want to go to bed that early anyway.”

“I do if you’re tired. There’s no option here, you’re coming to bed whether you like it or not,” you scolded, taking the dinner plates away.”

You walked over, pulling him up from his seat at the dining table. “You’re too kind sometimes, you don’t have to go to bed just because of me.”

“If you’re not going to look after yourself, then I am. Your exhausted, just get an early night, and you’ll feel so much better for it tomorrow.”

He nodded, finally agreeing to follow you up the stairs, trudging and flopping down on the bed as soon as he got there. “You have to at least cuddle me, I’m tired and needy, really it’s the least you could do.”

“You’re a pain, but I love you.”

Hoseok:

As soon as he walked through the door, you could hear him sigh, as you quickly walked through to greet him, giving him a tight hug and a comforting kiss to the top of his head to make him feel better.

“There’s a bath running upstairs, just for you,” you told him, “your texts made me think you’d had a bad day, and I think I might have been right.”

He smiled, nodding his head lightly to you. “I don’t know how you know me so well, but right now I am so thankful to have a bath.”

“I used the bubble bath that you like too just to make you happier,” you laughed, “and there’s a bath bomb on the side for you to drop in whenever you’re ready.”

He bent down, kissing the top of your head. “Do you want to join me in the bath? I could do with a soak, and a cuddle from you would be the icing on the cake.”

“Of course. If that is what you want Hobi.” He nodded, lacing his hand in with yours, feeling you squeeze it gently.

You led him up the stairs and into the bathroom, turning the taps off, as the delicious smell quickly hit him as he entered. “I don’t even know what to say,” he giggled, pulling you close, “this is so thoughtful, thank you so much.”

“You never have to thank me.”

Namjoon:

His bag landed to the floor with a loud thud as he walked into the house, heading straight into the kitchen to find food, as you watched him from the front room.

“Was your day that bad?” You asked, as he walked into the living room. “Come over here for a while,” you smiled, patting the space beside you on the sofa.

He instantly relaxed against you, sighing defeatedly. “I didn’t think today would end. I hate doing interviews, it’s too much pressure for me to handle.”

“It’s all over now,” you encouraged, running your hands through his hair. “We can stay here for as long as you want until you’re happier.”

He looked up, nodding his head at you. “Have you not got anything to be doing? I’m not interrupting you, am I?”

“I’ve been sat around waiting for you for hours, I’ve honestly been doing nothing. I just knew you’d have had a long day, that’s all.”

He smiled, knowing how well you knew him always astonished him. “It’s just hard, I ‘ve talked all day about things, and looked after the boys, and had all these questions thrown at me. I hate doing it so much.”

“It’s finished now, you don’t need to worry.”

Jimin:

Walking into the studio, you were greeted by a heavy sigh from your boyfriend, who had his arms wide open for you as soon as he heard you enter.

“I’m so happy to see you,” he mumbled against your chest, “it’s nearly midnight and this stupid song still hasn’t worked itself out. What’s going on?”

You pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head trying to calm him down. “Stop stressing yourself out. It’s late, and you need to go home. The song can wait until tomorrow.”

“I’ve been saying that for days,” he argued, “I just sit around here most days hoping and praying that somehow things will work out, but they don’t.”

You softly smiled, seeing how stressed he was. “You can’t expect these things to happen overnight, they take time, it shows how dedicated you are Jiminie.”

“It’s just frustrating. I really thought today I’d find that breakthrough, but I’ve got nothing. It’s just another day wasted with nothing to show for it.”

He rested against you, fighting back the tears that threatened. “You’ve learned, you learn every day. It might not have been your best day, but it wasn’t your worst either. There’s another day tomorrow to try and work things out.”

“You’re right. Come on, let’s go home.”

Taehyung:

Earlier in the day Taehyung had called to let you know that work was busy and that he’d be home late, so when he did arrive as the sun set, you were quick to greet him.

“Hey, you,” he smiled, desperately craving your touch, wrapping himself in you. “You look like you’ve had a good day, everything alright?”

You nodded, leading him into the living room where his favourite movie sat, ready to be played. “I thought you could do with a little time just to destress and relax.”

“You are the cutest,” he chimed, throwing himself down on the pile of blankets that you’d gathered on the bedroom floor. “I can’t believe you did all this for me.”

You laid down beside him, curling into his chest. “I know that work has been a bit of a pain recently, so I wanted to do something to help just ease you for a while and cheer you up.”

“There was nothing more perfect you could have done, thank you so much, you are just the sweetest human being.” He rested his head on top of yours gently.

Your hand reached over, pressing play on the remote control. “I’ve got a tray of snacks and drinks in the corner over there, all your favourites, so whenever you feel like it, go ahead and grab something, and enjoy the movie.”

“You are the best, seriously.”

Jungkook:

His groan in frustration was what first caught your attention, glancing across to see him trying to roll his neck, stretching his back out to get rid of the aches.

“Is it sore?” You asked, smiling as he nodded his head in response. “Sit here,” you beckoned, allowing him to slide in between your legs.

He giggled lightly as your hands began to massage circles around all his aches and pains, comforting him. “Your hands are magical, I swear, this feels amazing jagi.”

“I don’t know how hard you’ve been working but you are so tense, there’s no surprise you’re hurting,” you frowned, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.

He hummed; lost in the feeling of euphoria you gave him. “There’s just a lot of work, and not a lot of time right now with tour starting soon.”

“Maybe sometimes you need to just stop and look after yourself too,” you reminded him, “you’re no good to anybody if you’re body isn’t working.”

He chuckled, you made him sound old and decrepit. “I’m certainly feeling like I’m becoming an adult, but with massages like this, I know my body can easily be healed back together once again. If anything, you’re making me feel younger.”

“I’m just glad I could help out.”

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antichristsxbox · 4 years

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Ravenous

Summary: You and your husband, Michael Langdon, just arrived at Outpost Three.

From the writer: Hey guys! This is the first-ever smut piece/drabble/writing/anything I’ve posted! I really hope you enjoy it. I’d like to say a huge thank you to @jocelynscloset for proofreading this and giving me suggestions. If you have any requests for me, hit up my inbox or messages! Also, let me know if you’d like to be on my tag list for future posts. If you like this, feel free to check out some of the other things I’ve written here. :)

Word count: 2,047

Background knowledge is in Italics:

There was no need for you to ever kill for blood when you had your sweet, unlimited supply in the form of your amazing husband. He had his cravings fixed with you as you had yours fixed with him; he could heal your wounds as well as his own instantly after he was through feeding off of you (and vice versa when you fed from him). He had inoculated you, but only because you wanted to be with him forever. The ancient virus allows for both of you to be forever intertwined, always in need of your other half.

The Outpost seemed to be in order, although you had just arrived with Michael a few hours ago. Your husband was running a bath while you sat near the fire and read. Inside here is much better than where you were a few hours ago— a carriage with only a thin layer separating you from the nuclear wasteland you once called home. This outpost even seems more upscale than the others. There’s decorative furniture, a library with floor-to-ceiling bookcases full of books, and every room has its own armoire full of different styles of clothing, depending on rank in Ms. Venable’s order. While there was still clothing available at your disposal, you and Michael had each brought a chest of clothing that is more your style.

“You’re wearing that?”

You turn around to meet Michael’s gaze as you hear his voice. His blonde hair looks darker than usual when it’s wet, and his entire upper body is exposed and adorned with little droplets of water while his lower body is covered with a towel. You stand up to walk over and place a hand on his toned bicep— you look up to meet his gaze once again before leaning in for a kiss.

“Why would I not? How else would these shoes be visible?” you say, cocking your head to one side before turning around to sit back down. Your dress isn’t even revealing. It’s a red, off-the-shoulder, A-line dress with a voluminous skirt that stops above your knees. Your shoes are covered in thousands of clear gems, and the red bottoms are accentuated by your red dress. The neckline looks even better with your Tiffany chain choker, heart tag hanging down a few inches above where the dress covers your chest.

After Michael is finished getting ready, you exit your suite and link arms with the sexiest Antichrist you know. Your heels and his shoes click down the hallway, all the way until you enter the foyer of the Outpost.

Hushed conversation turns to silence as you and Michael fully reveal yourselves from the shadows and step in front of the fireplace. Michael introduces himself, then you, and goes on to explain the ‘situation’ of the Outpost currently. It could be overrun or invaded, or the residents could simply run out of food and starve. He states he must conduct interviews to see who is fit to go to the Sanctuary, but you know of his real plans already.

“Any questions?” he asks, and the silence is broken by a hushed conversation filling the chamber again.

“Look at that thing, you could go ice skating on that,” a blonde boy whispers to somebody who seems like she could be his grandmother. He gestures to look over your direction, and you soon realize the blonde boy is referencing your 20-karat, emerald-cut ring that sits on your left ring finger. It’s a true eye-popper, Michael had outdone himself and absolutely hit it out of the park with this ring. You turn to look at the boy and lady, and their hushed chatter falls flat at your gaze.

The boy then pipes up to ask what would happen if somebody does not get chosen for the Sanctuary, and Michael then showcases the cyanide pills— they could be used to commit suicide before cannibals could eat the residents alive. Being eaten dead seems much less painful.

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“Baby, I’m fiending,” you say, sitting down in your chair near the fireplace as Michael opens the closet and hangs up his jacket. You reach behind your back to loosen the corset on your dress.

“But are we fiending for the same thing?” he says in an uppity tone as he walks behind your chair and helps you loosen the corset, then pushes your off-the-shoulder sleeves down even further until you’re half-naked with only a skirt and a pair of high heels on.

His steps soften as he takes off his shoes and approaches the front of your chair. You spread your legs as he walks closer and he leans down on one knee in an attempt to be eye-level with you sitting down. You scoot towards the edge of your seat as he draws himself in closer to you. His lips make contact with yours as he wraps an arm around your back to pull you in. A cold, hard object is placed in your hand as Michael break the kiss and hands you his knife, one hand still pressed firmly to your back.

“I’m all yours,” he says, releasing the knife to your grasp then taking that arm under both of your legs so he could carry you to the bed. The silky sheets making contact with your bare skin as you lay down is soothing. A hand tugs at the bottom of your skirt, and you push the rest of the dress off and throw it to the floor as to not get it bloody from what’s going to come. You’re now only in a pair of high heels and a black thong. Sheets are exclusively red for you and Michael, any other color would get stained too easily. Your Antichrist begins to undress and lays down next to you when he’s only in his black boxers and socks. You sit up and turn over so you could straddle his waist. A thin stream of blood is released as you make a small cut on Michael’s chest. Your lips meet his before traveling down his neck, collarbone, and eventually the small gash a couple inches below his collarbone. Now, your front is pressed against his as you lap up the crimson stream coming from his chest.

“You’re not hungry, Babe?” you ask, breaking contact with Michael’s chest.

His response is to place one hand on the small of your back while the other makes its way to your panties. You’ve been so enticed with the blood, you haven’t noticed how wet you’ve become between your legs. Panties are shoved to the side as a finger makes its way to your wet entrance.

“I’m hungry for something else, Babe,” he says, pumping in and out of you before adding a second finger. Not forgetting what you’re here for, you go back to lapping up blood from his chest, letting out the occasional moan when his fingers hit you in a good spot. He’s still below you while you’re laying on top of him, getting fucked by his fingers and drinking in his life force from him. After you’ve finished with your feeding, he heals himself, but leaves the remaining blood on his chest for fun. Your face is surely covered in red, but he finds it hot, he insists. Hands travel down to his boxers, and you tug at them to release his cock from its tight confines. It springs up, ready for you.

Shuffling down his body until you reach his waist, you hover above him in an attempt to tease. His blue eyes appear darker in the candlelight, but they glisten as you begin to lower yourself. Slowly, very slowly, you take in his head, then take him in at about an inch at a time. This goes on for over a minute, and Michael is wriggling below you, desperate for movement and friction (although he would never admit that out loud, there’s no way he could hide his slight whimpers and his hips bucking up towards you). After you’ve taken him all in, you sit on top of him and stay still, a smirk grazing your lips as you look down at your husband, beads of sweat beginning to form at his forehead. Before you know it, Michael has grabbed your back with one hand, legs with the other, and flipped you over. Now, you lay on your back as he’s perched between your legs.

“Baby, you know I can’t handle you when you tease me like that,” he says, spreading your legs further before he begins thrusting in and out of you. When he takes control like this, it’s incredibly arousing for you. Your wetness is excessive at this point, and Michael is gliding with ease between your legs. Muscles tense below your pelvis, and you know your peak is near. Moans escape your mouth as Michael quickens his pace, anticipating what you knew as well. Before you could be sent over the event horizon of your orgasm, Michael pulls completely out of you.

“What? Baby, why?” you whine, looking up at him and batting your lashes.

“Mhm, you’re such a tease, doll, you should really apologize for that, it’s not very nice,” Michael goes on between raspy breaths, but a smirk remains plastered on his face. You could tell that he was close as well, possibly getting more turned on as you speak. There’s a hint of smugness in his tone, as he knows you want him back where you had him, and you’d likely say what you needed to for him to be between your legs again.

There aren’t many ways you could make this sound good without it coming out as sarcasm, but you had to think quick before Michael loses attention as well as blood flow.

“Please, Baby, I’m sorry for teasing, you know I like games, forgive me,” you go on, beginning to grind your hips up on him, your body begging for his to come together with his again. He throws his head back at your touch and aggressively slams back into you, forceful enough to knock the breath out of your lungs and bring your hungry desire to a point in all one motor. You clench around his length as he continues to move in and out— your moans filling the room, and you almost forget where you are until you realize to quiet down again. However, right when your moans stop, Michael begins to release as his thrusts become erratic but deep. His uneven and rough grunts take the place of your soft moans. His hands begin to tangle in your hair and tug, causing you to lean back and feel him inside you from a different (but even better) angle. Michael’s beautiful face now contorted, mouth agape, eyes closed, brows furrowed. A steady rhythm of him rocking back and forth between your legs. Sex with Michael is more or less a routine for you two, due to how passionate and crazy for each other as you are. But, every time there is something different you notice; it brings a new element of excitement and passion on top of what you already feel. Now, it’s the way his balls slap against your wet heat with every thrust he takes. A consistent, strong sensation that keeps you enticed even after your climax.

The most powerful sensation is when he slams against you as he bottoms out, then fills you with his warmth— you could feel him moving inside you with every individual release and pulse. Michael collapses on you for a moment, burying his chin between your head and shoulder as he begins to slowly pull out from you. Soft kisses are placed on your neck as he wraps his arms around you and curls up next to you.

“Thank you,” he says, looking up at the ceiling, eyes glazed over with tiredness, pleasure, or both.

“I should be thanking you, Babe,” you say, retrieving a washcloth from your nightstand and wiping the now semi-dried blood from your face and chest.

“Let me know when you’re hungry, I love you,” you say with a smile before blowing out the candle on your nightstand and pulling the silky sheets over you and Michael.

“I love you too.”

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#michael langdon #michael langdon smut #michael langdon x reader #michael langdon fanfiction #michael langdon imagine

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whetstonefires · 4 years

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Same anon as Seph anon, thanks for answering my ask! Ahahaha I really did go a little wild with the chance to ask one of my favorite authors about one of my favorite characters... so, here's a more restrained version of that for another one of my faves I guess cause it's just a pleasure reading your responses. Tifa Lockhart. 4 (because i see her as kind of a person who'd be into the idea of romance?), 5, 14, 18, and 20.

Oh well hey again! Glad you liked the last one. Aww, thank you. 💗 Enthusiasm is always nice. More opinions by me, then! ^^

4. Best places to kiss on their body

Haha I agree Tifa’s a romantic in both the general and narrow senses but ooh, spicy. 😆 Hm.

I think Tifa would like kissed...just below the corner of her mouth, and on the insides of her forearms, and in her palms and knuckles because her hands are so much of her, and would be so easy to see as things that don’t need or deserve tenderness because of their power. And on her hip, at the outside hinge, just below where her belt rests in her main outfit.

5. Guilty pleasures

Unlike Sephiroth, Tifa does guilt a lot. She’s also a lot better than he ever was at pleasure. Both are highly contextual. They change.

More than once, it’s been Cloud. When she was fifteen and sick with feeling trapped in this dead-end town, her promise with that awkward boy next door who’d acquired a certain mystique through his standoffishness and big dream was a vehicle for fantasy that she’d have been mortified if anyone suspected.

When they were traveling the world and she knew something was wrong with him, with what he remembered, and she wasn’t saying anything because she was too afraid to find out what was wrong with who--she was still happy to have him there. Her person. Hers. Leaned into enjoying it more than she would have, if she hadn’t felt like it was going to be snatched away, somehow.

When she first lived in Midgar, it was pain, and blood on her knuckles. She went looking for fights, in those first months after she healed up from Masamune, and the slums had plenty on offer. She knew it was a waste of herself and her training, a stupid risk and a cruel choice, but it was the only thing that felt real.

That was how she first came to the Heaven--not as terrorist, or potential owner, or interviewing for a position as a barmaid. She was looking for a brawl.

In the days after Meteor, it was sweets. She’s always been active enough that indulging her sweet tooth only twinged her a little on an internalized-weight-bullshit scale, but when the main engine of industry had just been crushed and there were refugees on every side and she was spending most of her waking hours trying to mitigate the suffering in the aftermath...spending outsized chunks of her share of the enormous heap of gil the team had accrued traveling the world on getting A Whole Ice Cream all to herself felt more like a crime than half the people she’d beaten to death in her time, but it was one she went ahead and committed.

14. Ingrained habits/forces of habit

Tifa has many good and responsible habits. She does dishes promptly, without thinking twice. She does her kata every morning. She’s good at forming habits, and keeping them up.

She’s also good, of course, at habits she doesn’t want. Patterns of rumination that aren’t good for her. Habits of avoiding a subject or a problem that bothers her, until it’s a bigger problem than it started as simply for her habituated inability to confront it.

And if she doesn’t change contexts after she loses someone, it takes a long time for the habit of expecting them there to go away. She never quite stopped expecting to see Cloud when she was leading the team after the Northern Crater, and it took until after she’d spent a few days with him in Mideel to stop looking for Aerith.

18. Things they’ll never admit

They’re mostly silly or obvious, or both. She thought Sephiroth was cool and Zack was hot, when she was sixteen. She really did believe Cloud wasn’t real, for long enough to matter, even though it was Sephiroth who said it.

There’s one that isn’t. She tries to be sorry, for everyone and everything that was lost and broken in the road to ending the old world, and she can’t. It’s sad, and she wishes it hadn’t had to happen, and she’d never have done it, but she wouldn’t wish any of it undone, if it put Shinra back in power.

Even the people she loved. Her town, her Midgar friends, Aerith. She’s given her heart to the future, and she’ll let go of everything from the past if that’s what it takes to build something new. Nibelheim was a cage for her anyway, dear as it was and dearly as it loved her. It’s easier to leave behind than she thinks it should be, now that she isn’t alone in the emptiness of its destruction, or strangled with a hopeless need for vengeance.

She has Cloud left, from those days, and that’s enough to live on.

But she thinks even Barret would give it all up, everything they have now, just to have the massacre of Corel unmade. And maybe Cid or Reeve would agree with her, but she doesn’t want them to. So she’d never tell anybody.

20. What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

There’s a lot you could do with alternate-timeline Tifa but only three things that I’m persistently interested in.

First, she realizes she can leave town, too. Like...she clearly more than a little wanted to, and felt that she had to stay. Leaving town to seek your fortune and become a hero or whatever is only for boys. So she was living vicariously through Cloud, in canon.

The natural thing as a fic writer is for her to also try for SOLDIER, which I’ve seen done, though in character terms it’s a little less likely, assuming it’s even an option. I tend to assume Shinra only recruits men for active combat roles (which Turks technically are not even tho they actually are) because that’s what we’re shown, and while you can headcanon around that because of helmets and so on, I’ve never felt that ‘pretending the fascists aren’t as sexist as they seem’ was really a strike for women’s lib in transformative fandom? Shinra is not a positive environment. That’s a fact I’m happy to let stand.

They might make an exception if you were good enough, tho, and Tifa is very good.

Second scenario, Zangan doesn’t turn up at just the right moment to get her out of the reactor before Hojo swoops in, and she gets picked up with the rest of the survivors for the Sephiroth Copy Reunion Project. I started writing this one. It’s uh. Dark.

Third, she doesn’t wind up in Midgar. There’s suggestion in the game that Zangan brought her there to get treatment for her stab wound but it’s literally the other side of the Planet so I mostly ignore that on the basis that it’s absurd and adds nothing of value to the story, and assume she made it there on her own.

But in this AU he left her with one of his 127 other students and they bonded while she was healing up, and got into contact with some of the others who knew how to contact some of the others, and all these people knew people of their own, and Zangan-Ryu became a Mass Movement without actual Zangan’s direct involvement or support, at least not until later on.

Because I think it’s wild that this man wanders the world dropping in on his scattered collection of disciples one at a time, meaning Tifa is part of a fairly large community with whom she is not at all acquainted, and there’s potential there that I’ve never seen built into.

Tifa fomenting provincial insurrection potential. :D

#ask #ask meme #tifa lockhart #ffvii #hoc est meum #a nonny mouse

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meganshinsou-tm · 5 years

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Shared Walls. (m)

↳ chapter twenty-two: finale

❧ genre: pro-hero shouto, coworkers to lovers, happy ending

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Intense turquoise eyes looked at the patch of snow that your body had occupied only seconds ago, it was painted red - no, it was drenched in red. Enji could only imagine how deep the blood had soaked through the cold matter, possibly all the way down to the hard earth that lay beneath it. The hero wasn’t ever truly ever bothered by blood, not the sight nor the smell, but to see the liquid soaking your clothes, staining your skin; to see it staining his son’s clothes and his own hands as he held you - it bothered him.

He had failed not only his son, but he failed you as well. If only he had drove faster, searched faster, if only he had been faster period then just maybe you wouldn’t have been harmed. Enji was already the indirect cause of his own son’s wounds, now you were added to that list.

“Hey human-furnace, you gonna help me out here? I’m still a little too weak or else I’d do it my damn self.”

Enji cringed at the smug voice calling out to him, his massive fist clenching and teeth gritting as his flames ignited even more.

“Oh - did I strike a match,” Dabi chuckled.

Enji revved around to face the cremation villain, his massive leg blazing hot as it struck against the ice cocoon and shattered it into pieces. Dabi’s body weakly rolled out from it and was quickly picked up by the throat, eyes that matched his own staring back at him.

“I should throttle you right now boy,” Enji growled.

Dabi coughed on his short supply of air, a smug grin still gracing his features as his hands wrapped around the massive one holding him up. “..b-but you won’t, isn’t that right?”

“En-Enji, don’t hurt D-Dabi please – he s-saved me.”

Your one request echoed back in the hero’s head. His teeth bared as he shucked Dabi down into the snow and replaced his hand with a booted foot on his chest, pressing and keeping the male from evading him.

“Why did you tell her to run, wasn’t this all your doing in the first place?”

Dabi sighed, letting is head fall back with a soft thud into the snow, “Technically. I was going to bring her back once this shitty weather slacked off but that piece of shit came and fucked everything up. I was never going to hurt her just have fun and then - well I just - ugh fuck chief!”

Enji crushed Dabi’s chest harder under his boot, “You fucked everything up by taking her in the first place. Spare me your epiphany, I don’t care. Be thankful for her kindness, it’s your only saving grace.”

With that Enji finally let up and stalked away from Dabi. The villain sat up, coughing and groaning as he brushed off his shirt. Slowly he stumbled to his feet, stretching and cracking his bones as he walked towards Lucas still in his own ice prison.

“I was blessed by an angel, I know. Now excuse me while I burn this fucker to ash,” Dabi sneered as he looked upon a grinning Lucas and the flames from his palm slowly flickered to life.

Enji shoved the male to the side, throwing him off balance as he was still slightly woozy from the blood drain. Dabi groaned and glared at the towering hero.

“You won’t be doing anything, I’ll be taking him in and he’ll rot in Tartarus.”

“Look I understand you’re a hero big guy and that ‘ justice’ is your thing, but I can still kill him. There’s no sense in keeping him alive. Did you see what he did to her back there, the mother of your future bouncing baby grand-kid!”

Enji’s head whipped in Dabi’s direction, disbelief washing over his face and his flames suddenly going off as if someone hosed him down with a fire extinguisher.

“I-I’m sorry, what?”

Dabi flashed a shit eating grin and nodded, “Oh yeah, congratulations, your son isn’t firing any blanks.”

A laugh escaped from Lucas as he listened on, “That’s why she tasted different, had I known I would’ve taken care of the little spawn myself.”

Enji eyed Lucas, the blood in his veins bubbling over and boiling as his flames reignited. His fist came down in a blaze of glory, straight to Lucas’s mouth. The hero could feel every single tooth plucking flee from his gums and shooting down his throat. Lucas violently coughed up the teeth, blood spewing from his lips and down his shirt, dribbling down the ice.

Dabi shrugged, “Well, I guess he can’t bite if he doesn’t have teeth.”

“Do you ever shut up?” Enji groaned, cracking his knuckles and stepping away from the now toothless man.

With a sigh Dabi finally waved off the hero, turning on his feet to walk away before stopping and gritting his teeth.

“You know, if he stays alive, his idiotic followers are bound to come after him. They’re fucking nuts, I know, and they won’t hesitate to try and free him or do his bidding from the outside.”

Enji scoffed, melting the ice that encased Lucas who was now almost unconscious from pain, “They can try.”

That was all Enji had left to say before turning on his own heels and making his way back to the family cabin. Dabi shook his head, rubbing the side of his neck as he continued to walk as well.

“Stupid old man.”

The sound of steady beeping is the first thing you heard when you woke. It smelled sterile instead of damp musk like the cabin and your eyes snapped open as the panic took over you. Lucas carving into your flesh and Dabi’s fiery rescue played back through your mind and you inhaled deeply before your (e/c) eyes darted around the room and looked down at yourself. The beeping of the heart monitor next to you sped up gradually.

You were in a hospital gown, IV in your arm.

Safe.

No Lucas to be found.

The monitor returned to normal as the new information sunk in.

You looked at your arms, fingers tugging softly on the collar of your gown to look at your chest before you pulled your blanket to the side to look at your thighs. Several new small scars, half a letter here and there … but the word ‘mine’ had been erased from your skin. That fact alone made you tear up, but you wiped your eyes to look at the sleeping form next to you. Clothes wrinkled, dark circles under his eyes. Red and white hair a mess.

Shouto. Your Shouto.

A small smile pulled on your lips as you looked over him, his head rested on his arms next to you on the bed. He looked exhausted and you itched to run your fingers through his dual-colored locks, but instead decided to let him sleep. The familiar sound of Enji speaking quietly met your ears as you heard him slip into the room.

His turquoise eyes widened as he saw you and you lifted your hand in a small wave as he walked up the the opposite side of the bed. He glanced at Shouto before giving a rare smile, gently taking your hand in his much larger one.

“When did you wake up? How are you feeling?” He murmured.

“Just a few minutes ago. And I feel fine, you don’t have to worry, Enji. Truly.” You squeezed his hand softly and he nodded before leaning down and kissing the top of your head.

“Good. I’m glad. You sit tight, I’m gonna go get the doctor, alright?” You nodded, and he gave your hand a last squeeze before turning and walking back out the door.

You looked back at Shouto, thinking back at how you met him during your interview. The smile crawled onto your face as you thought about how he almost froze your hand with his nerves and how his quirk still glitches around you sometimes. There was something about him that truly made you feel like it was fate that brought you two together, not just your scars on matching sides or how you two came together like magnets. No matter what happened, Shouto was there to help you through it all.

You finally laced your fingers gently into his hair, stroking the strands affectionately back into place. It’s several seconds before you hear him grumble softly at being woken up, his eye cracking open and looking around before landing on you. You smiled as he snapped up, immediately sitting up and looking over you.

“You’re awake!” His voice was more like a croak and you laughed softly before gently motioning him up for a hug.

“Hi Roki,” You whispered, loving the way his arms felt around you and the comfort they brought. He kissed your forehead and gave you a tender smile.

“I was so worried,” he said softly, gently cupping your cheek as you looked at your hands. His face fell as your eyes locked onto your wrist, a guilty expression painting your features. “What’s the matter?”

“The bracelet you gave me,” you said sadly, lifting your hand to show him. “He took it off.”

Shouto gently lifted your face to look at him again, “Shh, it’s just a piece of string, we can replace it. I’m just glad you’re okay.” He replied and pressed his forehead to yours.

Your hands hung from his wrists, thumbs brushing his cool and warm skin with a smile as you whispered. “I knew you’d find me Shouto.”

“I’ll always find you.”

Nodding, your head tilted into him as you went to kiss each other after what felt like ages. You were breathing okay but if you could get just one kiss from him then all the oxygen in you would be replenished. Just as his soft lips brushed your own though, a light knock came at the door before the knob was being turned. Like two teenagers being caught, your heads hung low with defeated sighs. Shouto kissed your cheek and sat back up straight, turning to see his father and the doctor walking in, both of your hands firmly gripped in his own in your lap.

“The doctor just needs to do a quick check-up,” Enji stated with an apologetic smile.

You nodded and Shouto hesitantly moved from the bed, allowing the doctor full access to you. He listened to your heartbeat and breathing then checked your temperature.

“How are you feeling,” he asked.

“I feel okay, just a little tired and I’m hungry, really hungry.”

Shouto chuckled, “Of course you are, when he gets done we’ll order you some food. Whatever you want.”

The doctor went on to explain that they healed all your cuts the best they could, the only major scar left behind was on your lower back from when Lucas had practically impaled his claws into your flesh. By now, scars were nothing to you though, if anything they made you feel alive, simply because you were alive. Among the multiple cuts Lucas inflicted, he did drain a decent amount of blood from your body that needed to be replaced and the doctor explained further on that.

“Of course we needed to run a few tests just to make sure you were okay from all the bites, Mr. Todoroki here also mentioned something about you saying there was a baby, so we took this information as something to test as well while we were at it for safety precautions of course.”

Your heart stopped suddenly and your hand squeezed Shouto’s. He grunted and looked at you, a hand coming up and combing through your hair. “Are you okay?”

Looking up to him you nodded and sheepishly smiled. “I’m fine Shouto, I just sort of forgot all about that. I don’t remember too much after you showed up. What exactly did I say?”

The half and half hero smirked and kissed the top of your head.

“It’s kind of funny, all you said was ‘ baby ’ and at first I thought you were calling out to me. Then you mumbled about needing to check on the baby and make sure it’s alright.”

Your head fell in embarrassment. “Oh god Shouto - I’m so sorry.”

“What, why are you sorry?”

“Well that’s not exactly how I wanted to tell you, I can only imagine what you thought. I mean I don’t even know if you want kids, or even like them, we’ve never had this talk before. This is crazy though right - if I’m really pregnant? I mean Dabi is the one who brought it up in the first place. I didn’t believe him and thought it was nuts then he’s all smug like “Look angel when you do it raw and never pull ou - mph!”

Shouto quickly placed his hand over your mouth before you could continue spewing word vomit in front of the doctor and his father, who was side-eyeing him.

“Uh, sweetheart, how about we let the doctor finish and we can talk about this later?”

Your face went red as you realized how much you were rambling on, about to spill the beans of your sex life with Shouto with his own father in the room. (E/c) eyes looked to the massive man who was now quietly chuckling as he shook his head and crossed his arms.

“Please doctor, go on,” Enji instructed.

The doctor nodded while clearing his throat and put his clipboard under his arm.

“Well Ms. (L/N), you are in fact pregnant, I’d say you’re about a month and half. You’re very fortunate there was no major trauma caused to your abdomen besides the cuts. Since you seem to be doing fine I’m going to discharge you and request you take it easy. Get a lot of rest and try to avoid any unnecessary stress until you can see a obstetrician and they can let you know more about the condition of the fetus. We’ve done all we could do, now let your body do the rest.”

Shouto and Enji both nodded.

“I’ll make sure she takes it easy doctor, thank you,” Shouto replied as his hand continued to pet your hair, his other hand on your shoulder.

The doctor smiled warmly and gave both of you a brief ‘congrats’ before nodding to everyone and taking his leave. You let out a sigh and looked up to Shouto. He looked down to you, a warm smile as his face as he cupped your cheek. You went to speak but the sound of your stomach alarming the entire room that you were starving halted your words.

Enji chuckled and strode around to the other side of the bed where he squatted and was level with you. He took your small hand in his and let his thumb rub over the skin of your wrist.

“It may be a little while before you’re discharged so how about I order some pizza? Two larges just for you since you’re eating for two now?”

Shouto lightly chuckled above you and you nodded, “Thank you Enji, for everything.”

Enji stood to bend over and give you a hug, his massive arms enclosing around you like protective steel gates. You hugged him back tightly and kissed his cheek before he broke away. He ruffled your hair then walked towards the door, Shouto trailing behind him. They both stopped and Enji turned to his son with a smirk.

“So we got her back plus one huh?”

Shouto chortled and quickly hugged his father, “Thank you dad, thank you for helping to bring her back to me.”

The hell-flame hero hugged his son back, one hand resting on his head and petting his hair as though he was a young boy. “Of course Shouto. I love you son, I love you both and will always be here to help out,” Enji replied as he pulled away, “And right now I need to get the mother of your child some food so she can start growing a big and healthy baby boy yeah?”

“Enji,” you giggled from the bed.

“I’m kidding! I’ll be back soon with food.”

After Enji left Shouto made his way back to the bed and asked if he could lay next to you. Happily you moved over enough to let him in and immediately molded to his side, arms wrapping around his waist as you looked up to him. Before you could even ask, Shouto was answering your silent request for a kiss, his warm and all too familiar lips capturing your own and breathing that air back into your lungs that you needed to feel complete again. Your hand came up to cup his cheek, finger sweeping across his tarnished and beautiful skin as his arms wrapped around you tight. You couldn’t get enough of being back in each others arms, capturing the others smiles with your lips.

“I love you so much Shouto, always,” you breathed on his lips when pulling away hesitantly.

Shouto cupped your hand on his cheek and kissed the palm of it before melting into it, “I love you so much more (Y/N), forever.”

With a smile your head rested on Shouto’s warm chest as he held you close and you listened to his heart beating softly, perfectly in tune with your own that could still be overhead on the monitor.

A black SUV pulled into the driveway of a cozy modern home early in the afternoon, the drivers side door opened and closed, Shouto sighing as he slung his work bag over his shoulder and locked the vehicle. He went to walk around it and up the short pathway to the front door of the house, halting and smiling when he heard a soft and sweet sound floating down from a window on the second story. It was a sound he’d come to expect every day that he arrived home from work, a sound he always looked forward to. Shouto recalled when he only ever heard your singing through the vent of his bathroom at the apartments you both lived in before finally settling together in a proper home, how he always wondered who the voice on the other side of his shared wall belonged to and not once ever thinking that voice belong to his future girlfriend, future fiance, future mother of his unborn child - his future overall.

Of course he could always just request to hear your singing whenever he pleased, but there was something bittersweet about hearing it from afar. He stood in the cold snow a few more minutes, letting your melodic tune welcome him home before entering it. After shrugging off his bag, coat and boots the man made his way upstairs. Once he reached the bedroom he stopped for a minute, leaning against the wall and listening to your singing a little while longer.

“And it's not a cry that you hear at night. It's not somebody who's seen the light. It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah. Hallelujah...hallelujah…”

Shouto smiled and lightly knocked on the bedroom door, peeking his head in to find you laying back against the headboard of the bed. One hand rubbing your pregnant belly and the other holding up a baby book as you read through it. He chuckled upon walking in and seeing the countless cartons of milk crowding the bedside table along with two boxes of Pocky. His knees hit the mattress and gently Shouto crawled up the bed towards you.

Putting the book down you smiled and wrapped your hands around his neck pulling Shouto in closer, his arms trapping your hips as he leaned in and gifted you a warm kiss. You hummed and kissed back, melting into his hand when it cupped your cheek.

“Welcome home hero,” you chimed softly before kissing him again.

He smiled and kissed your cheek before you released him. Shouto then lowered and laid down between your legs on his stomach, resting his head on your belly and letting his hand rub at the warm and taut skin of it. Your own hands started to run through his hair, fingers gently massaging his scalp and instantly working away the stress of work.

“I missed you two,” Shouto spoke.

You smiled wide. “We missed you Roki. I think he can tell when you’re not home, he’s always so anxious and never still.”

The hero smirked and pressed a kiss to your stomach, listening closely as the baby inside would gently shift every so often, instantly calming down like it could tell Shouto was there. Each time Shouto felt a light kick he smiled more. He was always fascinated when the baby moved or kicked, always so proud. He went with you to every single ultrasound, even if it was just a check up and not really something you needed him for. The man loved to hear his baby’s heartbeat, how strong and healthy it was even considering what you had gone through. The day both of you found out the gender he tried not to be too overjoyed that it was a boy, of course you both could care less what it was but something about having his very own son elated Shouto. Not to mention Enji and Natsuo were pretty hyped as well.

Your hand reached down to cup Shouto’s face, making him look up. With a smile he grabbed the hand and pressed a kiss to your palm then to the ring on your finger.

“How was your day Shouto?”

“It was good. Everyone missed you today as usual, constantly asking how you’ve been and Haru showed up with more baby clothes.”

Rolling your eyes you sighed. “Well they wouldn’t have to miss me if you and your damn father would let me go to work! This whole advance maternity leave is a little unnecessary.”

Shouto looked back down and kissed your stomach. “Your mother doesn’t know what she’s talking about.”

A light smack was placed to the side of Shouto’s head making him laugh as his cheek rested back onto your stomach. Your hands resuming their duty of petting and massaging his head.

Shouto soon pulled out his phone and scrolled through it as he spoke.

“I have to show you what Natsuo sent me today.”

You hummed and look when Shouto gave you the phone. There was a text pulled up that made you cackle. Attached was a picture of Natsuo holding up two baby onesies, one that resembled Enji’s hero costume and the other resembled Shouto’s own hero costume. ‘ Had to get my nephew some official merch! :D,’ the attached text read. Shouto smiled as your laughter seemed to stir his son inside of you. His hand flattened over the skin and felt as he lightly kicked and you let out a small grunt.

“I love her laugh too,” Shouto spoke.

You smiled and let your head lay back against the headboard, eyes fluttering shut as Shouto’s soft hair threaded through your fingers and he continued to lightly rub your belly while continuing to talk to his unborn son.

“I love a lot of things about your mother, like how beautiful, kind and strong she is. How she can brighten any room she walks into or how she can bring people together. I can’t wait to tell you all about her, how I met her and fell so in love with her. I can’t wait to see what traits you take from her; I hope you have her eyes more than anything but either way I know you’ll be beautiful, just as she is.” Shouto sighed and nuzzled his cheek, his lips pressing another kiss to your skin, “Only a few more months and then we’ll be able to finally meet you, our little boy.”

As the two of you rested together for a few more minutes, you were both completely unaware of the cremation villain who dropped by so casually before your home. A hint of a smile on his face as he placed a small envelope inside of the mailbox before walking off and disappearing into the darkness.

#shouto todoroki #shouto todoroki x reader #shared walls #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha x reader #mha x reader

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Fanfiction Recommendations

Just a few of my personal favorite Wings of Fire fanfictions. I'm going to try and keep them organized but no promises.

Also please give these fics love by leaving a review. They are honestly really good and lot of them have like maybe five reviews at the most. I'm trying to get better at leaving reviews myself. It is so important to make sure they know it is being enjoyed by others.

If anyone has a fic they don't see on here let me know since I might have forgotten it or not read it yet. Thank you and enjoy!

Shipping

Healed by @sandshadow

Summary: Flame has a lot of issues and has been sent away to the healing center in the Sky Kingdom to deal with them. The last dragons he expected, or wanted, to see there were Umber and Sora. As Flame spends more time in the healing center, and with Umber, he starts to heal in more ways than one. But can he overcome the hate that's been growing in him for so long? T for coarse language.

A personal favorite of mine. And Flumber has quickly become a favorite pairing of mine in this fandom. The only problem I have is there's not a lot of Flumber outside of this fic. But that's okay since there has been an addition to the lore (is that the right word here?) of the fic with an adorable two-shot that takes place a little bit after the events of this fic.

But on other news it's honestly just a good character piece as well. Umber and Flame get great focus and we also get to see Sora again. And there's therapy. Honest to goodness these characters are getting therapy. Praise the Moon's!!!!

10/10 will read again. (Honestly its become one of my therapy fics that I read when I get upset. 😆)

Embracing Peril by Ilral (for the life of me I couldn't find out if there was a Tumblr for them so please let me know so I can add it onto this post.)

Summary: Peril always knew she was different, of course, but it still surprised her just how many ways the world came up with to make her distant. Oh well, at least Clay is here now to buoy her up. And they might just have more in common than she realizes...

A pretty good Cleril fic that deals with a lot of potential prejudices the dragon society might have. A lot of these aren't my headcanons but I can still appreciate the work that went into the fic. And the characters are written pretty well. I like seeing Clay and Peril as an established couple.

A perfect example of it being possible to enjoy a fic even if you don't necessarily share all of the same headcanons as the author.

How to Dance with Rainwings by @quasimagical

Summary: Deathbringer had never anticipated the harsh reality of being pushed away by the love of his life. But when the RainWing queen presents him with a new assignment, he finds himself trapped in the middle of an even more puzzling predicament. AU.

OMG. It's a Jambringer fic. Honestly this one is really cute and I totally ship it. Just a warning Glorybringer isn't the only ship the author breaks up. And while I personally don't ship all the ships they went with I'm the type of person who can still roll with it. Haha.

Another issue is it actually has not been finished but from what I've heard the author does plan on picking it up again sooner or later. But it's definitely worth a read. It's good to see a Deathbringer fic where he is actually treated as a character and not... Well you know exactly what I'm talking about.

Anyway give it a read and review! It's worth it. :)

The Prince and the Body Guard by @a-croissant (based off of their bio on ffnet so hopefully that's right.)

Summary: A oneshot between Turtle and Pike. When Turtle notices that Anemone gets rid of Pike, and Pike runs away, he decides to go after him.

That's right it's a Pike/Turtle one shot. Low key this is really cute. That's kind of all I have to say about it. I ship it and it's adorable.

Character Fics

Winter: A Character Study/Faded Portraits by @sandshadow

Summary: Winter lies awake thinking of everything he's done wrong. The family he disappointed, the love he lost, and the friends he pushed away, but as the night wears on he comes to a new realization about himself.

Wow! Two @sandshadow fics on the list? What?!

Nah but seriously guys this is potentially one of my favorite fics in the fandom. Because I don't know if you know this but I am a Winter fan. And I am still bitter about how he was treated at the end of DoD.

(Also if I have to read any more Winterwatcher fics about him apologizing to Moon for being reasonably upset about a legitimately traumatic experience I am going to scream. )

Anyway. This is what I wish his epilogue in DoD had been. Read it for yourself. Leave a review... I practically an essay myself. My bad. 😅

Winter Returning by Fatespeaker (I can't find a Tumblr for this author so if anyone knows please let me know so I can add it to this post.)

Summary: A week before Icicle's trial, Winter returns to the Ice Kingdom for a very awkward visit. Tensions are high. Old conflicts have resurfaced. With his tribe still reeling from the recent disaster, his family destroyed, and a complicated friendship to deal with, Winter is left picking up the pieces of his old life...and discovering hope for a new one.

Surprise, surprise. It's another Winter fic. I love this boy so much.

Honestly this is done pretty well and we also get to see Winter interact with his family some more as well as getting to see him face some of his own trauma.

It's angsty in all of the best ways.

Aftermath by Fatespeaker (this author has some pretty good stuff honestly.)

Summary: When it comes to living family, Starflight definitely got the short end of the stick. He's kept his distance from his mad scientist father. Well-meaning Fatespeaker wants to help her friend by interviewing Mastermind, but even the briefest of conversations can dredge up uncomfortable truths. War is complicated...its aftermath is messier still.

Kudos to the author for touching on a pretty controversial character. I mean I completely understand why people dislike him. But I can't help it. The fact that his first thought when meeting Starflight was "look at my beautiful boy isn't he astounding!" It was just so refreshing in all the best ways.

I knew the shoe would drop, and what a shoe it was, but I still have a weird fondness for him. And don't fuss me. People can like characters who did horrible things and the thing is I think he's not beyond saving. It will be a lot of work but its possible.

Mastermind- The Scientist and Mastermind- The Monster by The Friendly Space Marine (Again. I don't know if there is a Tumblr for this author. I am so sorry.)

Summary: Mastermind. The NightWing who would become infamous for experimenting on live RainWing subjects. But what is the story behind Starflight's often demonised father? Why did he do it? What drove him to such lengths?

Mastermind. The NightWing embodiment of the mad scientist archetype. A dragon held in contempt by his own son. A monster responsible for unspeakable crimes against the RainWings. What made him do it? Did he ever truly realise the gravity of his actions?

I really like this take on the character! It adds a new layer to him that nobody really wants to acknowledge or see which I think comes back to the fact that people want to always see characters as good or bad. And I've already stated that I hate that mindset. Like... Wow, people with that mindset must live in a very boring and frankly cold world. I'm sorry for your loss.

Story Driven

Stories that are a little more story driven. Although some are very character-based too so this was kind of hard for me separate. Anyway enjoy!

Finding Peace by @warriorofspectra (for some reason it won't link. I don't understand Tumblr!!!)

Summary:Peacemaker has enjoyed a happy seven years. Raised by his mother and living amongst the RainWing and NightWing Tribes, he would ask for no better life. But with the emergence of nightmares, which have grown increasingly vivid upon arriving at the Jade Mountain Academy, Peacemaker begins to question whether or not the life he lives truly is his own or the shadow of another.

Ey... I already talked about this one before but it's definitely up there as one of my favorite fanfictions and probably my favorite Peacemaker fanfiction.

I don't even want to say anything in too much detail because it's just too good. All you need to know is the characters are great, including OCs. Peacemaker is adorable and almost makes me feel bad for hating the strawberry scene... Almost. Seriously just read it. And then take a peak at the authors side drabble series from POV of the other characters. There's one about Winter that I read just because it makes me so happy to see him again. Agh!

In the Light of the Moon's by Qebui (which is actually a group of people. So I have no clue if there are any Tumblrs associated or not)

Summary: We know the Dragonets of Destiny. Five dragons hatched on brightest night. However, what if the dragonets had hatched in the moonlight instead?

That's right we got a thrice born Starflight and Sunny Fanfiction. Not too much to say about this one. I just love this concept and I like what the authors are doing with it. :D

And... I think that's pretty much it. Wow, this was a lot of hard work. But fun. Lots of fun. And it was good coming back to some of these. Again if there was any I missed please let me know and I will glad I do an updated list adding them to it.

Thanks so much and see ya next time!

#wings of fire #fanfiction

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manjuhitorie · 5 years

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Hitorie’s unreleased concert recordings, are coming out on wowaka’s birthday

https://www.hitorie.jp/Loveless_IKI/

Hitorie’s full length DVDs of 2 concerts: The Loveless tour final and the IKI tour final in their full glory! It's region free and the release date is November, NOVEMBER, 4th. wowaka’s birthday.

The cover art has been unveiled, and the details of the bonus items have been divulged!

The standard edition cover feautures wowaka in ai/SOlate T-shirt twanging his guitar!

It comes with both concerts and an envelope with a lottery ticket for a chance to win a framed photo. It's cheaper and only comes with the 2 DVDs, the perfect piece! Regular edition DVD: via cdjapan

The limited edition cover features all members basked in laser lights!

The complete special package comes with both concerts, a new special photobook of unreleased photos by cameraman Nishimaki Taichi, sticker replicas of the staff passes used for both tours, and an envelope with a lottery ticket for a chance to win a framed photo. It’s also separated into Blu-ray and DVD, so make sure you buy the right one for your gear! DVD limited complete edition: via cdjapan Blu-ray limited complete edition: via cdjapan Bonus pre-order items!!!

If you preorder from select stores you’ll receive a A2 size poster of the wowaka photo (Tower Records and CDJapan are sure to have it)!

Amazon preorders will include a 5 piece set of concert photo post cards! (Amazon hasn’t prepared a page yet though, I'll link it ASAP).

And preorders from the concert venue booths will nab you a Hitorie-chan themed ticket case.

The track list is as follows

From Hitorie’s UNKNOWN-TOUR 2018 "Loveless" at EX THEATER ROPPONGI March 25th 2018 01. NAI. 02. Shinya 0-ji 03. Inperfection 04. One Me Two Hearts 05. Nichijou to Chikyuu no Gakubuchi 06. Bathtub and Sleepwalk 07. Eve Stepper 08. Loveless 09. Monocolor 10. Glare 11. Senseless Wonder 12. Unhappy Refrain 13. Social Clock 14. Namid[A]me 15. Talkie Dance 16. Unknown Mother Goose 17. Absolute Encore 1. Dancing Mannequin, Singing Fool Encore 2. Little Cry Baby

AND

From Hitorie’s National Solo Tour 2017 "IKI" at STUDIO COAST May 7th 2017 01. Heart Breath 02. One Me Two Hearts 03. Inperfection 04. Daydreamer(s) 05. Eve Stepper 06. Rularula 07. doppel 08. Lights in the Polar Night 09. Saihate 10. KOTONOHA 11. Hagure no Color 12. 5 Count Hello 13. Dancing Mannequin, Singing Fool 14. Shutter Doll 15. Little Cry Baby 16. Glare Encore 1. Kara no Waremono Encore 2. Senseless Wonder Encore 3. SisterJudy Encore 4. Montage Girl

"The full crowd bouncing around today was the best, I wish I could've shown everybody how crazy you guys looked. Please stick with us through future endeavors to come." After the IKI show in the DVD, ygarshy had said this.

And now.... that chance to see that day's craziness and follow their future is upon us, please do consider purchasing and dancing!!! And thank you for looking...

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⚠️~~~⚠️~~~⚠️The rest of this post is unnecessary bonus manju material⚠️~~~⚠️~~~⚠️

I had report on the Loveless final compiled together from way back on March 28th 2019, so I’ll post it here again to give a small taste....!

●The stage lighting for Namid[A]me was apparently breathtaking, they made it look like it was actually raining, ●Yumao used a real gong for Social Clock. ●During Senseless Wonder yg went all the way over to snd’s side of the stage, stuck his body against his, and they played it out together. Then came the encore MC break.

●Yu started cheering himself on, while making flamboyant poses: "Yumaooooo!! Oooh~! WOooooOOah *rough voice* !!💪( ＞ω ＜💪)” Crowd: “You’re so cool~!” Yu: “Thank goo~ *Goes to a cutesy voice*” “You’re so cute~!” “Thank goo. Thank you!” SND: “Hey dude, they’re all callin’ ya cute and cool y’know.” Yu: “…(short pause) Thank goooo~~~”

wowaka: (laughing) We’re done, that's all we need for MC ahahaa.

●Leaving members stuck on what to ramble about, they’ve already talked so much throughout the whole tour, what’s left? So wo suggested that they do a re-cap on all those fun boring discussions they’ve had. Omnibus time.

●Back when the Japan was collectively swept off their feet by the Olympic ice skater Yuzuru Hanyu-kun and his performance, wo had also praised him during MC. Yet just thinking about him puts pressure on Yumao, it inspired Yumao to do his best. And as the next song on Rie’s set list was the inspirational Memai, he concentrated so hard, poured himself in and played super neatly, “Oh shit oh no oh shit, Hanyu-kun makes me nervous.” Yumao explained.

●During the span of the tour SND fell off the stage way more then once... SND: “The skin on my back peeled off once too.” Yu “Eeeh?!” SND “Saying it peeeled all the way off is an overstatement but..” ”Well then the scab ripped off.” “Seriously?!” “But it healed nicely.” “Ahh” “After that, in Niigata, when I went to brandish my guitar up with a “pwooosh” towards the roof, it went bonking into my forehead.” ●SND’s middle finger had also stopped moving, (nerve palsy maybe??) During Talkie Dance there’s the “piropiropiro” where a “pero, pero” bit comes in between (Queue SND and Yuma singing the riff together), which is very straining. He has to press his fingers against the strings one by one to play it, he was scared but nonetheless. So Yuma watched him at the piropero part wondering “Oh no oh no is it gonna move? Is it moving today??””

When it came down to it his middle finger moved for him so thank goodness... (Manju comment: SND is this karma for all the times you gave the crowd the middle finger when they cheered your name,,, or flipped off girls who waved at you, or giving wo the middle finger a lot? God I love you)

●Yumao “Also ygarshy laughed ONCE!” “There was the one time I was talking nonstop (queue SND and Yumao making “blaghblergh” noises together to imitate him). When yga let out a chuckle, which made me super proud in front of everyone… I went Wahooo!!! but turns out it wasn’t because my story was funny or anything. It was because yga was off on his own! Testing how many candies he could eat before we would shut up!” SND: “Did you chuckle because you finished the third candy?” yg: “Uhhh” SND: “Well tell us about it.” wowaka: “Is this the first time he’s talking?” yga: “See, I always think our encore MCs are… long. So I feel like having some candy. I was originally worried I wouldn’t be able to finish eating one in time, the song would start and turn into a problem, but.... it turned out that day’s had become the longest MC yet. I lost my inner bet, damn it, I thought. You guys really can talk. Three whole candies worth of talk! So I laughed, and Yumao thought I was laughing at hims story”

Yu: “Yeah yeah!! Honestly the story I had been telling didn’t have a punchline, so I just used your laugh as an escape.”

SND “Foolish” Yu “Yep” wowaka “Well that day the most” Crowd “laughing” Yumao “...Thank goo~ (laughing)” (Yumao you never have a punchline I swear to God I love you too)

●wowaka talked about the story from back when he used to be so so scared of standing in front of people. In middle school his teacher chose him to represent his class in the English speaking competition, yet he was so afraid that he just, went out to the podium crying hysterically. “I can’t talk English in front of everyone waghhh....”

But now he’s able to do >this<. He’s become such an adult.

SND “I bet there wasn’t even as many people at the competition as there is people here today, haha and you’re able to even talk naturally here, eh, look at you.”

Yu: “Ahh even SND’s such a big boy now~.” SND: “Well we all have.” ●They announced the next nexUs tour at the Loveless tour final. “We just love doing shows”

●Also Pre- Little Cry Baby emotional speech from wowaka. “In living we find cool things and sparkling things, yet there’s moments when we betray those things, we worry if ahhh was I wrong with that, there’s so much of this, in actuality that’s all I do, yet still we’re made out of things we can’t throw away, that’s what I think, what is it! Like those sorta texture that have a paint dried over them, like things that are just superficial just… Those are things that I have NO FUCKING interest in! Like it’s that, c’mON, with music, people are just humans!! trying to be, they’re trying to do what they can do! I have interest in things that only humans can do, some things that can even surpass human, and that’s what fuels me to do music. As long as you follow me, I feel like ,, I could go anywhere!!!!! thank you always, thank you for making me!! Thank you for being here!!!”

This was also the showing they used during the Memorial Service on June 1st… STAFF WE ARE GOING TO CRY “Thank you we were Hitorie, let’s definitely! *through deep breaths* definitely! Meet again!”

Also some from IKI

●wowaka’s mother came to this show.... As divulged in this interview. THE ORAL CIGARETTES had sent Rie flowers in celebration of the event, which were on display at the venue.... Shiohigari SND’s good friend went, also the Synth player of the band “the telephones” who took the picture that’s featured on this blog) went also! ●Before Shutter Doll Yumao did his signature, Yumao! Yumao! Yumao! cheer on rhythm with the familiar intro, but with “Final! Final! instead. Along with We’re ●Hagure no Color had snazzy band introductions molded in between it. ●wowaka had actually cried during Little Cry Baby..... It really is a song that’s so important to him.... I’m anxious to see the video... ●MC: One was wowaka talking about how thankful he is for everyone and everything about this IKI tour. wowaka “I don’t want it to to enddd!” SND “We’re been on this tour for 4 months, it’s been a long time though, it’s amazing, it’s a new record for us.” wowaka “Now what am I going to do with myself tomorrow.“ SND “Go back to our dark dark life...” wo “Why”

SND “You guys had been waiting outside all this time, how was it, was it cold, are you okay? Further crowd: “We were okay-! Closer crowed “(less voices) We were okay.” SND “So you guys were okay and you were cold, okay (laughing). Well if you were cold, then see this sweatshirt Leader is wearing.. please wear one too That thing is perf. Crowd: “Woooah!!” SND: “Why the fuck ‘Woah.’ Even if you said you’re okay then still go buy one alright. Thanks..”

#ヒトリエ #wowaka #first photo is from the IKI show http://meetia.net/music/hitorie-iki-report/#Nishimakiiiii #Hitorie

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insanely-creative-things · 5 years

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Big Hero 7:The Series

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Big Hero 7 S2

Nega-Globby

*The San Fransokyo day is passing by normally as Globby swings through the city. He was once a petty purse thief named Dibs when by chance he inadvertently stole Honey Lemon's Chem purse and crushed it. With all of the ooze combined to Globby he had transformed to the gelatinous creature he is today. But after some encounters with Big Hero 7 and learning of Obake's true intentions, he quickly paired up with Hiro Hamada to save his girlfriend and ultimately, save San Fransokyo as a whole. Time passed and he had to admit, it was a rather strange time. First with all the darkbots appearing in San Fransokyo, Obake/Kage receiving his surgery, and now he's deemed safe for the public. And the first thing Globby is gonna do is get a job. He finally lands in front of the workplace he hopes to join, Noodle Burger(A part of him missed the little burger bot).*

Globby: OK... you can do this...

*But when Globby tried to cross the street he got hit by a bus. After he recovered and traveled back to Noodle Burger he got up to the front desk to meet the assistant manager.*

Globby: So sorry I'm late!

A.M: Oh um... did you bring your resume? Mr...uh..Globby?

*the globs and somewhat chicken scratch handwriting made it a little difficult to read properly.*

Globby: Please, Mr. Globby is my father... or it would be if my dad went through a freaky mutation...

A.M: So.. just globby.

Globby: Yup.

A.M: Your resume?

Globby: Here ya go. But I'm not sure about the formatting...

*globby brings out his resume and hands it to the assistant manager.. though due to his globbiness it made it rather difficult to actually give the paper.*

A.M: Sorry but... its a little... stuck. Maybe you could just tell me about your work experience?

Globby: Well I can do this!

*And so Globby morphs himself into a dinosaur, crashing through the roof before reverting back to his normal size.*

A.M: That is something...

Globby: Something awesome?

A.M: Something not that useful for making Noodle fries... Thanks for coming Globby, we'll let you know... OK?

Globby: Oh come on... please give me a chance! I need a job, I just want to be a regular guy-

*But while he was talking to the Assistant manager he slips on the wet floor and causes some property damage to the restaurant. While it was not as destructive as Noodle Burger Boy's was... it was still enough for the Assistant manager to not consider him a future worker.*

Globby: Darn it!

*Hiro and Cora had just finished up updating the chem bazooka he made for Honey Lemon back when Orso Knox escaped from Sycorax.*

Honey Lemon: Thanks for updating my new purse! And it looks so cute!

Hiro: This is still a prototytpe.

Cora: And cause of that rather creative bunny armor I thought... why not?

Hiro: Come on, test it. Push that button.

*Honey Lemon pushes the bunny button the side where the cuter purse transformed into a bazooka.*

Cora: Increased range and accuracy. Plus double emphasis on echo-location.

Honey Lemon: Sweet!

*But when Honey Lemon tested it out it started firing all over the place, releasing a mixture of ice and crystals to the floor outside. Just now Globby is passing by.*

Globby: My sixth interview this week-AH!

*And so he slips on the ice and lands on the crystals, leading to a loud and painful crash.*

Globby: Darn it!

Honey Lemon: Globby!

*Honey Lemon hands back the new chem bazooka to Hiro.*

Cora: Note to self, add fail safe should Bazooka go on a chem ball firing spree.

Hiro: Not to mention the slight problem with the accuracy.

Honey Lemon: Sorry Globby.

Globby: Nobody wants to hire a monster! You'd think Monster Pizza would be open minded but no!

Honey Lemon: You're not a monster-monster Globby, you're a good person.

Globby: That's just it, being a monster was easy! But being a regular guy and a monster is imposible. At least back when I worked with Obake I knew what to do-

*That's when he sees Cora, who's blinking at him and looking a little uncomfortable.*

Globby: Oh no I said the O-Word! Listen Kiddo I didn't mean to say Obake- Darn it I did it again! Oh...

*Baymax waddles over to comfort the poor sap.*

Baymax: Would you like a hug?

Globby: Uh huh!

*Globby immediately hugs Baymax while Cora nods to him, showing she accepts his apology.*

Baymax: There there.

Honey Lemon: I'm so sorry Globby, this is all my fault. It was my chem purse that did this to you.

Hiro:*Scooting his chair over to Honey Lemon* Which he did steal from you.

Honey Lemon: But if I had been more careful-

Globby: No, Hiro's right. I did this to myself; I'm a mess.

Hiro: Come on Globby, how about I talk to Aunt Cass? I'm sure she could totally use help around the café-

*Globby immediately hugs Hiro.*

Globby: Oh you're the best!

*But when Globby lets go of Hiro he sees his globs stick to his person.*

Globby: You know that comes out real easy with clean soda.

*That's when Globby turns to Cora and walks over.*

Globby: I really do mean it Cora, I shouldn't had said that word considering... what happened.. and what he actually-

Cora: Its fine Globby! As far as everyone knows, Obake's gone. Now, he's just Kage… my uncle..

Globby: Kage… I'm still not used to the fact that's his real name to be honest. Then again its either that or Bob... Kage rolls off the tongue better.

*This is when Honey Lemon remembers something a long time ago. She pulls over Cora to the side where she whispers to the blue haired girl's ear.*

Honey Lemon: Cora... could I talk to your grandmother about something?

*A little later where Kaguya, Honey Lemon, and Cora are at Gogo's apartment.*

Kaguya: You want...to see if my healing medicine could cure Globby?

Honey Lemon: I know its a big risk, but Globby has been through a lot and he just wants to be normal again.

Cora: Besides, from what I heard Globby was someone you knew with Felony Carl.

Kaguya: I whacked him with my cane when he attempted to grab my wallet. Then I took him out for tea.

Honey Lemon: Ms. Kaguya, I swear that I only want to give Globby the medicine. I'll say that its something I made!

*Kaguya ponders on the idea, thinking over Honey Lemon's words and Globby's situation. Finally she sighs.*

Kaguya; Alright... but there are certain conditions Honey Lemon.

Honey Lemon: Yes! I'll accept them.

Kaguya: You are to tell them, if Globby has been cured, that you subtracted the cells in his body of its nutrients to slow down the regeneration process. That would be Biology 101 that they would certainly eat up.

Honey Lemon: Of course.

Kaguya: I will head back home and brew the tea. Cora will come pick you up when its ready, then bring Globby over.

Honey Lemon: Yes! Thank you so much Ms. Kaguya!

*Honey Lemon skips merrily at the news as Kaguya sighs at her enthusiasm. Cora looks at her grandmother with concerned eyes.*

Cora: Whats wrong Grandmama?

Kaguya:... Cora, you know that it can heal all wounds and illnesses?

Cora: Yeah... you even said that the medicine even saved Papa from the brink of death.

Kaguya: I neglected to tell there were certain...side effects.

Cora: What kind? Would it hurt Globby ?

Kaguya: So far the only side effects we're increased fertility and heightening the immune system... but since Globby has been this way for so long... *Sighs* No matter. I have a healing medicine to make and you are to pick Honey Lemon up.

Cora: Grandmama?... why didn't you give Kage the medicine after he came here?

Kaguya: I still hold doubt over his reformation and its sincerity. He was also the one who had ordered your father to steal my potion and kill your mother and I. Until he makes a selfless act of pure love for you and your father, this medicine will never be something he'll taste... Cora... you know I saw you copy notes from the herbal medicine book.

Cora: Oh! you did?

Kaguya: I think its best...

*Cora looks down, mentally preparing for her ban on the book.*

Kaguya: That whatever discovery or interesting combination you find is best recorded in the book.

Cora: *looks up with surprise.* You mean-

Kaguya: the book is now yours Cora. You've shown how responsible you are over the years that passed, especially with your time as Aqua Girl. I know that the book is best kept in your hands.

Cora: Thank you Grandmama. For trusting me.

*They arrive at Home where soon Kaguya sets to work, behind Closed doors. Cora could only imagine what sorts of ingerients could have been inside that could perform such miracles. Even though Cora isn't ready to learn its recipe... at least she's ready to keep and guard the herbal medicine book that belonged to Kaguya, then her mother...and now hers. She flips over the pages until she found a blank page to start.*

Cora: OK now... this is the start of something new.*Looks at the small shrine and smiles* I promise, I'm gonna make you proud.

*Just then Kaguya comes out and brings a thermostat.*

Kaguya: finished….also... isn't it almost time for class?

Cora: Oh my god! I lost track of time!

*Cora quickly gets up, quickly reviewing her back to see all her assignments and necessities are there before heading to the kitchen. She pours a thermostat of similar build to the one Kaguya is holding as she places it next to it on the table. She grabs a piece of toast and heads over to Kaguya.*

Cora: OK Grandmama! I'm gonna head over to school now! Once classes are over I'll go to Honey Lemon and tell her the medicine is ready! Love you Grandmama!

*Cora grabs the nearest thermostat and runs out the door, picking up pace until she sees the building with only five minutes left to spare. She sighs before she spots that the thermostat wasn't screwed tightly as it was leaking a little.*

Cora: Whoops! Gotta fix that! *screws the top tightly* I hope nobody slips from the green tea.

*As she walks over to her classroom, she had failed to see that a drop landed on a wilting flower, to which receiving its nutrients blooms back to its youthful, colorful self. The speck of rose gold liquid is definitely not the green tea she had taken.*

*Later on at SFIT, Grandville is at her office when Honey Lemon comes through the door, carefully closing it behind her before she excitedly tells Grandville the news.*

Honey Lemon: We're gonna turn Globby back to being Dibs!

Grandville:*Blinking before she regains her composure* Honey Lemon...while that is good news... you hadn't explained how you will help him.

*Just then Liv Amara is passing through the halls to visit Grandville when she heard muffles. She leaned her head to hear what is exactly going on.*

Grandville:...The medicine for Globby can be proven fascinating...

Honey Lemon:... Cora's Grandmother agreed to help...

Grandville:... Just be sure to never share the medicine..

Honey Lemon: ...Cora will pick me up and deliver it to Globby...

*When she hears footsteps she quickly backs out as Honey Lemon walks happily to the robotics lab.*

Liv: Globby...medicine...Cora and her grandmother?... what ever this is. its going to be very interesting...

*She knocks on the door then opens it.*

Liv: Hi Grace! How are you?

*Grandville looks up to see Liv Amara, smiling at her. Before she would have smiled back and greeted her with open arms... but with the recent discoveries about Liv Amara made apparent her admiration soured... but when she learned what happened with Orso Knox, and what her students had learned: All respect for her had been spoiled. *

Liv: Is... something wrong Grace?

Grandville: Oh, nothing is wrong *Forced smile* I had a discussion with one of my students is all.

Liv: May I ask what is it about?

Grandville: I'm afraid I cannot tell you. Whatever goes on with my students and myself is private unless they choose to reveal such information.

Liv: Is that so?

Grandville: Exactly. Now, what are you doing here? I heard you still have repearations to finish considering Knox's rampage on Sycorax.

Liv: I know and its been tiresome and heartbreaking. All of that hard work destroyed in a single day... my intern Karmi was devastated when her project was lost.

Grandville: I know... her work would have flourished had it not been for Orso Knox's rampage... Its sad to see that despite all of your 'efforts' to cure him, he could not be saved...

Liv: I've also come to check on Cora's well being considering the attack. She must've felt so scared. I'm... glad Big Hero 7 saved her life... and its unfortunate that they had to... you know.

Grandville: Of course, there was nothing that could help him. But while it is touching that you still hold concern for Cora, she is not your intern anymore, so I don't see any reason why would you still see her.

Liv: Can't a girl be concerned for the well being of others? How about I ask Karmi to talk to her?

Grandville: That would be wise.

*At the Café, Hiro had just given Aunt Cass an introduction to Globby, who is sheepishly waiting outside.*

Cass: How do you know him again?

Hiro: From uh...SFIT?

Cass: What happened to his... everything?

Baymax: He stole-

Hiro: Stole the spotlight when he did this next level experiment but there was a accident... A horrible accident...

Cass: The poor guy...

Hiro: Exactly! That's why I thought you'd give him a job.

Cass:Hmmm Hiro, I don't know.. Has he ever worked in a café before?

Baymax: Globby was a pur-

Hiro: Personal guy and a fast learner!

*To show his potential he squirted out whip cream from his fingers to a couple's coffee cup.*

Globby: Foam?

Cass: Oh, that's sweet... also kind of disturbing but... OK. I'll give him a chance.

Globby: *Hugging Aunt Cass tightly* Oh thank you!

Cass: Oh um, your welcome.

*As Globby sets for work he leaves a trail of glob on Cass. Which she didn't find... appealing.*

Hiro: You won't regret this Aunt Cass!... I hope...

Cass: He has to wear a cloth, OK?

* At the robotics lab, Honey Lemon is checking over a piece of Glob from Globby. But it was merely for curiosity sake. Just then Cora joins up.*

Cora: Hiya Honey Lemon!

Honey Lemon: Cora! How are you? Did your grandmother finish the medicine?

Cora: Yup, but considering you're a little busy I could just wait for you.

Honey Lemon: OK, just give me a few more minutes. *Notices the thermos and the book* Is that the herbal medicine book?

Cora: Yup. Grandmama said that its officially mine.

Honey Lemon: Congrats!

Cora: I'm gonna go get some lunch, also help yourself to the thermos, its green tea.

Honey Lemon: Thank you.

*Tired of carrying around her backpack and Thermos she places it carefully next to Honey Lemon's work before heading off to the dining hall. Just then Honey Lemon sees Karmi… and she looked like she had seen better days. From the attack she had received a heavily bruised arm, a strained wrist and a limping leg. The blow from Orso Knox from his escape while taking Cora definitely left its mark.*

Honey Lemon: Hi Karmi? How you feeling?

Karmi: Oh I don't know... aside from being slammed to a wall by a mutated Orso Knox, receiving these injuries, having all of your work and lab destroyed, loosing my research and Sycorax getting a blowback for incompetence, I. Feel. Just. Peachy!

*Honey Lemon winced at Karmi's venomous tongue. Of course she would be bitter about the incident. She understood Orso Knox's hatred for Sycorax… but he didn't have to destroy all of their work... a few of them were innocent.. she hoped.*

Honey Lemon: *Changing the subject* So uh... whatcha here for?

Karmi: I'm looking for Cora.

Honey Lemon: You came to see how she's doing? Glad to know you really care about her!

Karmi: I don't care about her! I'm only checking on her cause Liv Amara asked me to. Honestly its her fault for this mess.

Honey Lemon: Her fault?

Karmi: If she hadn't gone to the lowest level and got that monster out, none of my work would have been destroyed nor my lab!

Honey Lemon: But... weren't you the one who was giving Cora the tour? They did say you hadn't even seen her anywhere before last minute.

Karmi: Ugh...

*That is when she sees three things... a piece of glob, a thermos, and a large leather bound book. She chooses to focus on the glob*

Karmi: Whats that you got there?

Honey Lemon: Its a piece if Globby. I'm studying it over to see whatever use I could find.

Karmi: You know, if you starve the cell of its nutrients it would slow down the regeneration process. That way the monster would be vulnerable.

Honey Lemon: Globby is not a monster. He helped Big Hero 7 save the city.

Karmi: Hmmp.*Looks at the two items.* What's that book over there? and the thermos?

Honey Lemon: Its Cora's book and thermos. Its has green tea if you like, it should help calm the nerves.

*Karmi opens the thermos and drinks it doing the birdie, closing her eyes. That's when Honey Lemon sees the liquid does not have the green color associated with green tea... which means its-*

Honey Lemon: Stop!

*Karmi immediately stops drinking it and closes the tap.*

Karmi: what?!

Honey Lemon: Uhhh…..Stop! Hammer time!

*Karmi blinks before she puts away the thermos.*

Karmi: You're super weird.

*Honey Lemon quickly puts away the thermos and smiles awkwardly. That's when Karmi heads over the book and opens it, settling to the medicine and herbs. She looks closer as she read what is possibly a very interesting concoction.*

Karmi: This is interesting...

Cora: What are you doing?!

*Karmi looks up to see Cora, holding a half eaten sandwich before placing it down and walking over.*

Cora: Why are you looking at my book?!

Karmi: Your book? I don't see your name on it!

Cora: *Flips to the very first page where her mother's name is now joined with her's.*

Cora: This book is very to special to me! It was grandmother and Mother's book! And I don't recall giving you permission to look at it!

Karmi: Yeesh! Possessive much?

Cora: An angel French fish has to be if a predator comes over.

Honey Lemon: *Goes between them to prevent a war* OK! Cora, Karmi actually came over to see if you are doing alright! Considering the... incident.

Karmi: Liv Amara wanted to see you in person, but she sent ME to wish you well. Her favorite intern.

Cora: Her only intern, cause I gave it up. Now, if you'll excuse, Honey Lemon and I are going to the lucky cat café. Also, tell Liv Amara that I appreciate her message... but screw her gently with a chainsaw.

*Karmi stares at her with shock as Cora walks over and packs her things with Honey Lemon, leaving her behind.*

Karmi: What right do you have to say about Liv Amara like that fish breath?!

Cora: Since I left Sycorax after being kidnapped by a monster you guys supposedly found a cure for two months ago you bipedal parasite!

*Karmi growled as she stomps her way out. Cora sighs angrily before she looks at Honey Lemon.*

Cora: Please excuse me... I need to scream into something... there it is.

*Soon Cora is screaming into a large bowl of water before resurfacing back, her blue hair damp as she takes deep breaths.*

Cora: OK! I feel better now. Wanna pick up Globby and see how he's doing at the lucky Cat?

Honey Lemon: OK! Glad to know you got your emotions out.

*But there were two things happening now after they left SFIT: One was in Chris, Liv Amara's assistant, snuck over to Honey Lemon's desk and swiftly and efficiently took a sample of the glob. Once that was done he swiftly leaves. The second was when Liv Amara is waiting for Chris when she sees Karmi.*

Liv: Hello Karmi! did Cora get my message? Is she doing OK?

Karmi: Ungrateful. She said Screw you gently with a chainsaw, can you believe that?

*Liv Amara blinks at Karmi's response about Cora's own. It seems earning her trust was gonna be harder then she thought. That is when she noticed something about Karmi that made her pause... The last she saw Karmi she had a limp, a bruised arm, and a strained wrist... but now she was walking around like she never received such injuries... and she didn't even notice.*

Karmi: What?

Liv: Its nothing. And I suppose I can't blame her. I'd probably be pissed too if I were kidnapped by a monster on my first day of work.

*at the Lucky Cat Café, for Globby it was going fine... for others not so much... He was efficient at his job and a fast learner... but the problem was... his globs got in everyone's business.*

Customer: Ma'am*To Cass* I ordered a green tea! This is purple and sticky?...and gelatinous?

Cass: *Sighs* I'm so sorry.. I'll make you a new cup right away!

Globby: Coming right up a yummy muffin and don't forget your frostecinno! Thank you! Come again!

*the one who ordered it did not appreciate her food being covered in globs.*

Globby: Let me get that door for you!

*Globby swings his arm to open the door which so happens to be opened by Honey Lemon and Cora.*

Honey Lemon: Globby we have good news!-

*And so Globby's hand ended up pulling Honey Lemon and Cora close to Globby. which leads to someone throwing a plate of eggs and bacon to Cass' face.*

Cora: Sorry Aunt Cass!

Honey Lemon: Oh no are you OK?

Globby: Sorry!

Cass:...*Wipes the eggs and bacon off her face* So he's going with you now right?

Cora: Yup!

*Soon afterwards the three head back to Cora's house where Globby sees Kaguya again.*

Globby: Hey Kaguya! You doing good?

*But Kaguya runs to Cora and checks her over before grabbing the thermos.*

Kaguya: Cora! Oh thank goodness you're here! You had inadvertently grabbed the wrong thermos. *Hands the other thermos* This is your green tea.

*This causes Cora to widen her eyes before looking at Honey Lemon.*

Cora: Nobody else drank from the thermos while I was gone... right?

Honey Lemon: Ummm...ya see-

Globby: Whats the thing that Cora switched?

Kaguya: Globby, it is potentially your cure to being human again.

Globby: A cure? Really?

*Kaguya hands over the medicine to Globby, who looks inside to see the beautiful glow of Rose gold liquid. He looks over to the three ladies, waiting for him to drink it.*

Globby: OK...through the lips and over the gums...look out bottomless pit I call a stomach.. this will come!

*And so he chugs the remainder of the liquid down before its empty of its contents.*

Globby: Hmm...

Honey Lemon: Well?

Globby: It was hard swallowing down cause it packs a punch, but the aftertaste is fantastic-!*Gasp!*

*Globby starts breathing heavily before there was this glow of gold wrapping around his globby body, slowly melting away one by one. Honey Lemon looks at the radar to see that his body mass and temperature is rapidly changing. Finally, when the glow died down, they see in place of Globby the tall, lanky man from so long ago. He looks down to see his hands for the first time in forever, feeling his heart beat again and the metallic headband now removeable.*

Dibs:...I can't believe it! It worked!

*But instead of smiling faces he sees the blushing face of Honey Lemon who is covering her eyes, Kaguya having an 'excuse me'? look on her face while she covers Cora's eyes. He looks down to see that while he has successfully regained his human form...*

Dibs: *Blushing immensely while covering himself* Does anyone have pants?

*After getting suitable clothing for Dibs Cora and Honey Lemon invited everyone over to meet Dibs*

Wasabi: Welcome back to being human Dibs.

Fred: Yeah!

*Dibs goes to a mirror and sees his face again.*

Dibs: Wow! I almost forgot how good I looked!

*But while he was checking himself out, Kage walks down the stairs with his Baymax behind him, yawning as he had just woken from a nap.*

Kage: Kaguya, do you know where is the green tea?-

*That is when he sees everyone from Big Hero 7 is there. Now, he was fine meeting with just Hiro and Cora... but meeting the rest all at once?...*

Baymax 1: Kage, your heart beat is quickening at an alarming pace-

Dibs: No way!

*Dibs pulls himself from admiring his reflection as he stares into Kage's eyes, like he is seeing a ghost.*

Dibs: Boss?... is that you?

Kage: Do I know you?...

Dibs: Its me! Globby! I was your favorite henchmen! But wow! Looks like we both changed! Hey, how about we grab something from Joe's diner and-

Kage: No thank you! In fact I don't want any of you here!

*Kage immediately walks back upstairs, his face displaying discomfort and guilt.*

Kage: If I see you again Globby I will not hesitate to yank your headband off your brain and shove it to your skull!

*The door slam is a very good indicator that he did not want any company for now.*

Dibs: Hehe... Too sudden?

*As of while, Liv Amara and Chris are at her private lab at the lowest floor, seeing out the glob Chris stole from Honey Lemon's desk.*

Chris: Cell regeneration?

Liv: Yes. If I can figure it out, this could lead a breakthrough.

Chris: You mean for-

Liv: What else? Now lets see if I can amplify the tissue with the regernable abilities.

*When she added the altered goop to the sample, it had turned purple and consumed all in the desk, leaving nothing but a bare desk.*

Liv: Interesting...

*She places the dark blobs in a much larger jar to study. After adding in more of the serum it grows larger and breaks through the glass. *

Liv: Pretty neat right? Put it into a containment cell...now get it something to eat.

Chris: You know… I don't get why you still want Cora mizichio as your marine bio intern. There's plenty of other marine bio students that would love to be in her place.

Liv: Its because she has something I want. Who knows what secrets her book holds?

*Later on in Joe's dinner, Dibs is with Felony Carl and Kaguya having coffee and pancakes.*

Felony Carl: Hey, you got knees. Enjoying it?

Dibs: Oh loving it. All my joints are wonderful, I mean elbows. Come on its pretty great!

Felony Carl: Uh huh, and hey, how about teeth?

Dibs: Oh yeah teeth. A lot of fun!

Felony Carl: I don't mean to overstep my boundaries but your enthusiasm seems forced. Its so fake even Kaguya sees through it.

*Kaguya sips her tea while she nods.*

Dibs:...You two have X-Ray eyes felony carl. You two see through my knees, elbows and teeth all the way to my soul.

Felony Carl: Humans have regular eyes.

Kaguya: So what is truly troubling you Dibs?

Dibs: Being fully human again is kind of... boring. No offense.

Felony Carl: Hey, you're in a safe space.

Dibs: I mean my life as a mutated freak was often gross, painful, embarrassing... but exciting!

*Dibs walks over to Felony Carl's side to show his phone which shown a couple picture Kaguya never thought she would see. Pictures of Globby taking a selfie with Kage, back when he was Obake, Trina, Noodle Burger Boy, and Momakase.*

Dibs: I was a valued member of a team of super villains! But then I turned good and joined the heroes! And I helped them save San Fransokyo and everyone in it!... I was special.

Felony Carl: No no no. You are special.

Dibs: Aw, thanks carl.

Felony Carl: You're welcome. Now be a champ and pick up the check. I gotta go pay a guy about a thing. The guy is my dad and the thing is his birthday.

Kaguya: I wish your father a happy birthday Felony Carl.

Felony Carl: thanks Kaguya. He'll appreciate it.

*After Felony Carl leaves Dibs turned to Kaguya who is still looking at the photos, especially of the time he was a super villain.*

Dibs: You can ask me anything you want to know back in the day ya know? Certain items I stole, how I figured out how to make ice cream-

Kaguya: What was it truly like working with them?

*Kaguya points to the photo of Obake, Momakase, Trina, N.B.B, and himself. dibs sighs before he sits back down.*

Dibs: Ya see... It was fine at first! Obake was this cool and suave villain that I looked up to, even his voice was sexy... But over time.. he was really... harsh. He and Momakase hated each other, and he would slap her silly If she tried to do anything against him. Trina and Noodle Burger Boy look up to him as Dad...though he was super neglectful and only rarely gives hugs. But on his worst days...

Kaguya: What worst days?

Dibs:... He seems to be like a violent beast underneath his calm self. For someone lanky like me you would've thought he'd be weak in the brawns department but... to be honest I was growing scared. And when I overheard what he was gonna do to San Fransokyo and your granddaughter I just... *Sighs* It really was awkward seeing him again... now he just looks so lost and broken... if trina and Noodle Burger boy find out he's alive and that he gave up his evil side, who knows how they will react.

Kaguya: Hmmm... I'm happy you shared this with me dibs. Tell me this; when you joined Big Hero 7 to save San Fransokyo as Globby, how did you feel?

Globby: Just like I said earlier, important... wanted.. and loved. Do you know the answer?

Kaguya: I could tell you, but its the solving the puzzle that's the journey. Now, how about we split the check?

Dibs: Thanks Kaguya, you're the best.

*At Sycorax's lab, Christ is delivering a meal to the mutated monster Liv Amara has made.*

Chris: Who's excited for an artisanal Cheese Brulee?

*Once the cell opens the glob eats Chris and scurries off. Then it goes the pair of eye balls and eats them too... gaining eyes in the process. Liv Amara notices the breach as Chris somehow manages to escape the Glob's form.*

Chris: We have a problem... it escaped.

Liv: So I see...

*She shuts off the security system.*

Chris: But don't we need it for-

Liv: Dead end, its too unstable. And as far as everyone knows, it came out of nowhere. Its the city's problem now.

*At SFIT in the evening, the Gang are enjoying their food when Grandville walks over to them.*

Grandville: Hello Honey Lemon, and students. How did that 'special project' go?

Honey Lemon: It was a complete success! Globby, or should I say, Dibs is cured!

Grandville: It still seems miraculous that such a concoction would cure him. It truly is a miracle potion.

Cora: Yeah, now he can enjoy his life as a normal man!

Grandville: There has been something I noticed however... Karmi had received a strained wrist, a limping leg and a heavily bruised arm during Knox's attack on Sycorax. From what the doctors said she would fully recover within a month or so.

Wasabi: OK... and?

Grandville: Just yesterday it seems like she was completely cured. all of her injuries was gone.

Hiro: That is super weird. How could she heal that fast?

Cora: Yeah, its not like she drank the medicine right?

Honey Lemon:*Looking very uncomfortable* Ummm...

Gogo: Honey... what happened?

Honey Lemon: Well... the funny thing is...I offered her the thermos and she kind of sort of maybe drank a little bit?

Cora: YOU WHAT?!

*The shout echoed across the dining hall, making everyone stare at the blue haired girl. She sinks down in her seat as Hiro looks at Honey Lemon.*

Hiro: *whisper shouts* Karmi drank the medicine?!

Honey Lemon: I didn't notice it till it was too late! But luckily so far Karmi hadn't told anyone about her healing right?

*Just then Gogo's phone beeps with news.*

Gogo: We have a situation right now!

*Looking into the phone they see a dark colored figure of Globby with a menacing eye stomping through the city. The team fly through the city where they confront the new monster. There was no doubt that despite being different colors, it held a resemblance to one other former glob monster.*

Honey Lemon: This is impossible!

Cora: Hit the deck!

*The other monster throws a mailbox to the team before they all dodge.*

Wasabi: Is it just me or is Globby a lot meaner?

Hiro: And bigger?

Cora: And a different color?

Fred: Whatever was in that potion definitely funked him up. He's full phase two.

Cora: Grandmama did tell me there were going to be side effects, but I never thought it would be this serious!

Hiro: It wasn't your fault, neither of your fault. It could be that the cells were too unstable.

Gogo: Whatever, he's going down!

Honey Lemon: Wait! He's our friend! Just let me talk to him please!

*Honey Lemon goes over to the other monster while Cora quickly contacts her grandmother and tells her about the sitation.*

Kaguya: What are you talking about? Dibs is with me walking home right now!

*Cora stopped functioning for a moment, trying to process what see meant as Honey Lemon gets close to the other monster.*

Honey Lemon: Dibs listen to me! I know I failed you the first time, but whatever happened I know I can fix it! You don't have to do this! Listen to me Dibs, this isn't who you are.

*Just then Dibs and Kaguya come by.*

Dibs: Hey guys, who's the monster?

Kaguya: And why has Cora stopped functioning?

*Hiro gives Cora a slight slap to the face to shake her off her shock.*

Cora: HONEY LEMON THAT'S NOT GLOBBY THATS A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT MONSTER!

Honey Lemon: What?

Fred: Then its a whole new globby? Oh my gosh I get to name it! He's officially Nega-Globby!

Cora: Get somewhere to safety with Grandmama Dibs! We're gonna handle this copy cat!

*Honey Lemon pushes Dibs and Kaguya to a nearby store before joining back the team, to which they had sprung into action.*

Fred: OK Nega-Globby! Prepare to meet your maker! Fire-

*With a swing, Nega-Globby sends Fredzilla blasting off again. Gogo tries to strike it down her discs and zoom away, but the acid Nega-Globby realeased ultimately melted away her wheels, just barely escaping the acid. Wasabi hops into action as he brings his blades.*

Wasabi: OK! That's enough!

*But the blades did nothing as it swings Wasabi to Gogo. Just then Baymax with Hiro and Cora on his back punch Nega-Globby to bits before it reforms again to fight.*

Hiro: Baymax, rocket fis-Oh watch out!

*Nega Globby slithers away to trap the three to a wall.*

Baymax: I cannot move.

Hiro: Me neither.

Cora: Well this is just great *Sarcasm*

Baymax: That was sarcasm.

Honey Lemon: Don't worry guys I've got this-

*That's when Honey Lemon realized that something is missing.*

Honey Lemon: Oh no! My purse!

*As it turns out Dibs had grabbed the purse and Kaguya soon followed after him. While running Dibs shows to Kaguya that he still has the neurotransmitter and puts it on his head. Once they reach a safe spot Kaguya looks at Dibs.*

Kaguya: Are you sure about this?

Dibs: Someone has to help.

*Kaguya steps back to let Dibs break the purse. But it seems like Hiro and Cora's updated purse made it stronger to resist breaking.*

Dibs: Why won't you break?!

*When Dibs kicks it off the purse flies through the air before catapulting to the side of the road where a bus comes by and runs it over, squirting all of its goo onto him.*

Dibs: Its working Kaguya! Oh man I forgot how nuts this part was!

*Kaguya could not help but smile widely as Dibs transforms back into Globby once more. Nega Globby walks forward to Honey Lemon, the last hero standing.*

Honey Lemon; Lets just take it easy Nega-Globby! *To comm link* Guys! My purse is gone!

Wasabi: *Groggily* Coming... ow.

Gogo: I'm all out. *To Fred via comm link* Fred where are you?

Fred: *Coming out of the trash* Umm...I have no idea.

*Honey Lemon dodges out of Nega-Globby's swings before contacting Hiro.*

Honey Lemon: Hiro I need that prototype!

Hiro: I'll call Skymax! If I could just... get to my.. phone!

Cora: till then, survive Honey Lemon!

*Just as it appears to be the end for Honey Lemon, she was pulled out of the way of Nega-Globby's hammer via the original Globby.*

Globby: Gotcha Honey Lemon!

*Honey Lemon looks up to see Dibs back to being Globby.*

Globby: You're safe now!

Honey Lemon: Globby! You've changed back!

Globby: You guys needed help, and I realized being a freak is my happy place. Stay here, I'll deal with the big guy!

*And so Globby transforms himself to a bull and charges to Nega-Globby, knocking it out.*

Globby: Hey! The position of Globby has been filled! By me; and I'm about to show you my special skills!

*And the battle was on between Globby and Nega-Globby, the original vs the impostor. Using whatever skills they have they battled it out. While that happened Hiro nears his hand to his phone while Cora tries to see what is going on with Globby and Nega-Globby. Finally Hiro grabs his phone and calls Skymax. Now Globby and Nega-Globby are morphing to a ball fighting for dominance.*

Globby: Yeah not good!

Honey Lemon; Oh no!

*that is when Skymax appears and drops by the Prototype.*

Honey Lemon; Thanks Skymax!

*And soon she activates the prototype to the bazooka form and takes aim.*

Honey Lemon: Hold still Globby!

Globby: I'm trying! But I am gelatinous!

Honey Lemon: Don't worry this won't hurt! *To self* I think!

*Activating the bazooka she takes aim and fires into Nega-Globby. She shot enough ammo to shrink Nega-Globby down to a size where Dinosaur Globby eats him up, destroying it for good.*

Globby: And that's how you monster.

*And soon everyone that was seeing the action clapped for Globby.*

A.M: Way to go Globby!

Globby: Thanks Sarah!

*Globby shoots out a goo to destuck Baymax, Hiro, and Cora and let them land safely before he reverts to his original size.*

Honey Lemon: thank you so much Globby!

Fred: Globby vs Nega-Globby! And the winner being the OG!

Gogo: Great job. *To Honey Lemon.* Both of you.

Honey Lemon:Thanks guys.

*Just then Baymax arrives the scene with Hiro and Cora.*

Cora: You really are Hero Globby.

Globby: Aww shucks.

Hiro: You know, I can't believe I hadn't thought about this till now... * Pulls out his phone and calls.* Hey, Commander Carter? Might I interest you in a new hero in training?

*Cora winks at Globby before Globby wraps himself around the team in a giant hug. As of while Kaguya snaps a photo of the group and sends it to Mizuchi, Grandville... Kage received the message too... and for a bried moment he smiled.*

Kage: For a petty, uncoordinated purse thief... you've made a really intelligent choice in friends, Globby.

*The next day they are eating breakfast at Joe's diner where Hiro and Cora are having Omurice.*

Hiro: Even now I still don't know where Nega-Globby came from.

Cora: Yeah. And even how did they even make Nega Globby?

Wasabi: You know, ever since the 'revelation' about Orso Knox, a lot of weird things have been happening lately.

*Just then Globby comes in.*

Globby: Globby in the house!

*The patrons stare at him.*

Globby: Who wants a picture?

*And soon everyone lines up for a selfie with Globby.*

Gogo: You mean like that?

Honey Lemon: I'm glad Globby's happy.

Cora: And the fact people are accepting him.

Hiro: With Commander Carter and the super hero program, he'll become more awesome and in control.

*But what neither of them are aware are two things... one was that an eye of Nega-Globby survived… but a small speck of Rose gold liquid floats inside him, keeping an eye out for nega-Globby. Protecting its host from the invading virus he is unaware of.*

A.N: Sorry its late! Had to deal with school and such! Hope you love the chapter! Love you!

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