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boots-with-the-fur-club · 3 months

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DONNIE’S TURN

TW for sensory type stuff and blood. Check the tags as well!

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Donnie sends weapon after weapon at the hand. It reminds him of a cockroach with its uncanny ability to dodge and survive. He considers the thought that like the bug, this hand was cut off something more powerful as an attempt to keep surviving.

He has to divert those thoughts. One wrong move and he’s spored all over again. Hopefully this has been enough time to give the universe’s new Phonora guest time to escape.

Maybe now is the time for him to get going as well.

Or, it would be, if more people didn’t start walking around!

Hold on, he recognizes one of them. It’s the Mikey who tried to steal from Leo’s Fanny Pack. There’s an alternative Donnie he sees with him that must be from the same universe. He’s aware that they’ve had to deal with the hallucinations as well.

Wait, is that also a mutated April!?

Mikey must have sent out help looking for Leo.

“You three! Get out of here! That hand is still in the area!”

He watches as the hand suddenly springs out at them. The other version of him shields his brother, and Mayhem April moves in front of them both.

No, this is not happening to them again.

That Mikey is small. Even in comparison to other Mikeys, he’s small. Malnutrition stunted his and that other Leo’s growth.

He’s too small to go through this again.

And, though he won’t admit it outright for no good reason, seeing another April further enforces his decision.

He creates and tosses a device at them. It becomes a shield type bubble around the three. The hand slaps against it and slides down.

Donnie smirks in pride.

Not this time, you demon.

The hand lands on the floor and turns back to him.

Uh oh.

Donnie whips around his tech bō, hoping to hit it back when it inevitably comes after him. He takes a step back, only for the floor to sink beneath his foot.

Are you kidding!?

How is a hand smart enough for booby traps!?

Darts carrying spores whiz by him, spraying in his face. He coughs and sputters.

“April! Mikey! Other me! Go back to Mikey! Make sure he’s safe!”

April’s face falling tells him all he needs to know.

He grips his tech bō tighter.

“Then get Raph! Warn him!”

“We’ll get you help! I swear!” April shouts.

They all try to get the ball moving somehow while in the cramped space. Donnie takes a breath, glad that he’s managed to save them at least.

“You’ve come back.” A voice squirms into his brain.

Donnie gets a full body shudder.

So this is what it’s decided to make him think about this time.

“Perhaps we were too hasty to remove you last time. Join us once again, we’ll put your mind to good use.”

The Kraang hive mind.

He takes a deep breath.

They’re long gone. It’s okay. He’ll never have to feel that way again-

OH BANANA PANCAKES, WHAT IS TAKING OFF HIS BATTLE SHELL!?

He moves around as quickly as possible to stop the sensation. His eyes avoid where he left the others. He’s hoping they aren’t watching him lose his mind.

There still some level of pride he’d like to keep.

Or maybe….he just really, really, that’s two reallys, doesn’t want a Mikey and April specifically to see this.

His movements don’t quell his feeling of vulnerability. The battle shell is fully taken away and tendrils start poking into his soft shell.

There’s no way to move from whatever was doing this. It’s a hallucination, of course he can’t.

It’s everywhere.

He’s unable to ignore how well it’s replicating the worst thing he’s ever experienced.

His arms start to feel-

No! Why is it in his arms!?

That did not happen!

No, no no no, it’s in his legs!

It’s all over!

He moves around like a madman, as if they’ll leave his body if he does so enough. It’s taking all his strength not to scratch into his skin to make it end.

His breathing grows heavy, he squeezes his arms tightly enough for his nails to dig into them.

On the verge of shutting down, his thoughts go back to how being the ship felt. It was so much, flooding his senses as he was surrounded by feelings and touch and voices.

The same happens to him now. Being pulled away from reality into a sea of endless consciousnesses where you don’t know where you begin and end. You just exist within everything.

It’s suffocating.

He gets on his knees and rocks back and forth. It’s a useless attempt to self soothe. How could it possibly help?

Why can’t it just go away!?

I hurts!

He doesn’t want to feel it!

Make it stop! Please!

Anyone!

Leo! Raph! Mikey!

Oh Mikey……

What a poor excuse of an older brother he is.

Leo is probably in an as bad or even worse situation than Mikey is based on how long he’s been gone. He has no idea where Raph is.

Why did they separate!?

They should never leave each other’s side again at this point!

He wants to see them so badly….

A small, tiny part of him wishes the other versions of his family were still here.

Would the spores even let him see the real them?

He’d probably see them dead or missing pieces or something equally as horrible.

Does he dare look?

He pulls himself out of the grip of the hallucination just enough to take that chance.

The other Mikey is sobbing, beating his fist on the inside of the ball. April and the other Donnie are mostly successfully holding him back but he keeps wriggling away.

He’s….yelling his name?

Why does he care? He’s not his Donnie.

Maybe for the same reason Donnie protected them all.

Ah, sentimentality. It’s the folly of all of them, and most versions it seems like.

He shakily reaches up but doesn’t dare even think about getting rid of the bubble. There’s danger all around. It’s the only thing keeping them safe.

The other Mikey presses his face against the inside of the bubble.

Donnie smiles slightly.

“It’s okay.”

“No! It’s not okay! Donnie, do something! Please!” Mikey pleads.

“How!? We can’t get out of this bubble! I don’t even know how his device works!” The other Donnie insists.

Mikey gives him as big of puppy dog eyes as he can manage.

“Even your cutest face can’t change reality! He probably doesn’t even want us to try anything. You know why he did this.” Other Donnie continues.

Mikey looks back at the spored Donnie.

His eyes were filled with purple light that had begun changing to a very creepy blue. It hurt to see him so uncomfortable, so in pain. The blue only stopped getting worse when he saw Mikey.

That means Mikey can do something, right?

He quickly turns to April.

“What happened with his Mikey? And-!….Wait, where’s Karai?”

April frowns deeply.

“He got spored, again. Karai….trapped herself with him and Leo to stop him. He went crazy! We couldn’t snap him out of it. His arms-“

Donnie hits the bubble, startling all inside.

“Did he use his ninpo again!?”

He seems a lot more lucid.

April gets an idea. It’s a very painful one she knows she won’t feel good about even if it works, but it’s all she has.

“He did! Donnie, it’s…..it’s bad. Real bad. Leo is covered up by all these viney things too!”

The blue in Donnie’s eyes is nearly vaporized by all the purple. He grips his teeth and stands up, completely ignoring the squirming from before. The feeling is starting to go away entirely.

He grips his tech bō again and sees the hand making its way out of the room. The tech bō turns into a spear he launches right towards it. Black blood drips onto the ground but the hand isn’t still.

It squirms and writhes, trying to get away.

Donnie walks over, the hand removes itself from its arm portion and runs off. He lifts it up and smirks slightly as he looks it over.

At least he knows it could be injured.

“You did it!” Mikey cheers in relief.

Donnie looks back at him, smiling a bit more before a headache suddenly starts pounding in his head.

No!

He won, didn’t he?

A different voice booms into his skull.

“Come to me. Feed me your fear.”

He’s still connected to the hive mind.

The hand scuttles off, knowing it barely escaped this time.

It doesn’t fear for the turtles’ lives as it does not have the capability of fearing anything.

That isn’t to say that it does want them dead.

It simply knows that it isn’t how this story will end.

The tragedy and angst has been so entertaining, but they will be saved. It’s proven already. It’s written in fate itself.

Three(?) down.

One to go.

#tw sensory issues #tw blood #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #no fun in fungus #2018 tmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #rise fanfiction #rottmnt fanfiction #i’m getting spored now i guess

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refiwrites · 1 year

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React to yn telling neteyam, loak, kiri, tuk, and rotxo how to play sky people tag or rock paper scissors shoot.

oh the chaos this would cause... also i decided to go for tag, maybe i'll do the rock paper scissors one next time xD

Human! Reader teaching the Sully kids (+ Rotxo, Tsireya and Ao'nung) to play tag

This probably occurred one day after lessons

Everyone was bored and was looking for something fun

You were pretty bored yourself and you had a sudden flashback in your mind when you were playing tag with Max and the others

"Hey guys, what if we play something?" You suggest

"What are you, a child?" Ao'nung teased which got him an eyeroll from Tsireya

"Oh! Oh! I wanna play!!" Tuk chirped while the Sully brothers and Kiri nods, shrugging

Then Rotxo, Ao'nung, and Tsireya joined

"Okay, this one's called "tag"."

After explaining the mechanics, the game began

You eenie meenie miney moe'd the first person to be tagged

It was Rotxo

After Rotxo counted down to ten and the rest of you were in a safe distance from him, he began to ran

Which sent you laughing as he tried to go for you first

You dodged and tried to offer Lo'ak

"Hey hey, no!" Lo'ak protested, evading Rotxo successfully.

Eventually Rotxo managed to tag Kiri who gasped "No fair!"

All of you laughed and the game continued

Next, Kiri was able to tag Tuk

Poor baby, took her a whole ten minutes unable to tag anyone because they were all faster than her and laughed at her poor attempts

Neteyam felt bad and decided to let Tuk tag him

Of course, Neteyam played it off by running slow so Tuk can catch up to him and then "Tag! You're it! I tagged you!"

You laughed at how Tuk smiled and cheered proudly

But then you remember Neteyam was it

Neteyam ended up chasing after Ao'nung, who was pretty dead set on not getting tagged lmaooo 💀

But he eventually got tagged after tripping face first onto the sand rip

Then Ao'nung tagged Tsireya who was just pretty much standing there bc she's afraid after seeing Neteyam and Ao'nung pretty much trying to injure each other just to tag the other LMAO

So she squealed after getting tagged, it took her a moment before she started to run

This time towards you since you were the closest one to her

Your eyes widened as you tried to run fast to avoid her

Also

Lo'ak def wanted to be tagged by Tsireya ngl but he wasn't also accepting defeat that easily

"Tsireya here, come get me!" He teased the Metkayina

So you got Tsireya off your back as she was now chasing Lo'ak with a smile on her face

Everyone was laughing seeing the pair chase each other, Tsireya clearly struggling as Lo'ak handled it like it was nothing, since he was literally born and raised in the forest lmao he's used to running

All of you were cheering and screaming, attracting some of the other villagers' eyes on you children

Tsireya finally managed to tag Lo'ak and the game went on for a few more rounds before everyone decided to rest

All of you were sat together in the sand, watching the eclipse

"Not bad for these sky people games." Ao'nung looked at you

"That was fun! Have you got more?" Tuk looked at you

"Tuk, aren't you tired?" Complained Lo'ak

"We should play these more often, it is good." Neteyam said to you with a smile

"Its fun, right? Hm I can't remember much more games, but I'll let you guys know!" You laugh

"Hopefully in the next game I no longer have to chase Lo'ak around." Tsireya joked which sent everyone laughing except for Lo'ak

"Hey!"

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ask-the-no-killing-game-au · 2 months

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For everyone in the cast, how are you doing? I mean this both externally and internally, a lot has happened

Answers under the cut as i don't want to put too much in the tags. People who don't want to see the au, just enjoy the drdt fanart, maybe go block my au's specific tags if you really don't want to see :3

Ace; Happy he dodged a bullet by not going to the meal, but still pretty terrified of what's to come. He's always been scared of a lot

Arturo; He's not doing well, but claims he's the best he ever felt - and believes that, too. Everything he does is for Veronika now, nothing is for himself anymore

Arei; One of the people to find David. Pretty terrified, as she did feel bad for him. She also seems to have gotten into a disagreement with Eden, so spends a lot more time with J

???; Ever since she ran away from the meal, her location has been unknown. (Yes, she's alive and not dying.) Apart from Whit, nobody really cares, as they're more focused on David and Arturo.

David; Second worst mental health in the cast, after Arturo. He wouldn't do anything to himself if it threatened his life, but if given the opportunity by someone else...

Eden; The stress of the situation is really getting to her. She seems to be losing her patience with people..

Hu; She still just wants to help everyone, no matter what. Extremely worried about Nico, as she saw them as her family.

J; Doesn't care about Arturo, but worried about Nico. Still can't seem to get over what happened with Veronika.

Levi; Also wants to help, but isn't doing as well as Hu. She isn't particularly worried as she finds it difficult to understand his own emotion

Min; Just trying to distract herself, it's all she has

Nico; Terrified for their life. Constantly hiding, only leaves to get food or a bathroom. They want to stay away from Arturo.

Rose; Tries to sleep a lot of the time. She's been spending time with Levi and Min in hopes that they can create a friendship out of the situation.

Teruko; Her luck seems to have gotten her into a lot of bad situations. Doesn't regret staying here, as even now at least she has her own room and fresh food.

Whit; Trying to stay very positive, but it's difficult when his partner has completely gone missing.

Xander; ???

Hi, if you read this far.. Here's everyone's current location.

Relationship diagram has been updated.. also, nobody noticed the timestamp in the previous post.

#ask the no killing game au #drdt no killing game au #drdt non killing game au #danganronpa despair time au #drdt au #danganronpa despair time #drdt #non killing game au answer!!#ace markey #ace drdt #drdt ace

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thatswhatsushesaid · 7 months

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Do you ever get frustrated when fandom lumps SMS in with charactera like JGS, WC, WLJ, etc? Maybe it's just a very stupid pet peeve of mine but I really wish people would stop lumping SMS in with cartoon villains because he is very much not one. He is a Character and a very crunchy one at that

hmm. the thing is i personally don't see sms lumped into the same category as those characters very often. which isn't to say those shitty takes don't exist, just that i haven't stumbled across them in the tags recently, probably because the people who feel that way about him have me blocked. honestly i think the thing that most bugs me about common fandom mischaracterization of sms--and this is about fic rather than meta or other garbage hot takes--isn't that he is turned into a cartoonish villain absolutely unrecognizable from his canon characterization. that shit exists for sure, but it isn't really what bugs me the most.

what really frustrates me is that he often just. isn't there. at all. because he's seen as boring and incompetent and uninteresting to write about, you see.

and that to me feels like a depressing, but also fitting reflection of how much of the cultivation world sees sms: just this forgettable nobody who can't do anything right, who fucks up trying to summon a sword from a lake, who in the novel tries to give mianmian up to wen chao, then clumsily shoots the protagonist with a fucking arrow while trying to help, who's a petty and resentful coward doomed by the massive chip he carries on his own shoulder. which is true, he is absolutely all of those things. he just isn't only those things.

because in cql, he's also the guy who is desperately afraid for lan xichen's safety during the burning of the cloud recesses and pleads for him not to stay behind, but to run and take the irreplaceable tomes of the gusu lan library with him. this, right before he is abandoned by the rest of the inner disciples and is left to fend for himself against wen xu while the rest of the outer disciples are slaughtered around him. yes, he caves and admits to wen xu what the secret is to enter the cold pond cave where lqr, lwj and the others are hiding, and admits that lan xichen has fled with what is left of the library. but look at his face while he's enduring this:

this 👆👆👆 is not the behaviour of a coward. it's the behaviour of a brave man who has cracked under extreme pressure. because su minshan fought! he tried to protect his sect! and he lost! and the inner disciples, including lan wangji, can hear all of this as it happens from within their hiding place. this betrayal of the gusu lan by su minshan is also, imo, a betrayal of su minshan's loyalty up to this point. the gusu lan owed him better than this.

su minshan rewards loyalty with loyalty, and with courage. and i don't think there's a better example of this in the text than his dogged determination to protect jin guangyao during the guanyin temple confrontation. i know i've written about his death scene in the novel several times before, but i'm going to haul out the quotes one more time because i find the scene as beautiful as it is tragic:

As expected, gurgles came from within Nie MingJue’s throat. His body turned away from the empty coffin as well. At once, he realized whom the person lying on Su She’s back was. Wei WuXian’s whistles could no longer stop him either. Like a gust of wind, Nie MingJue rushed over, his palm flying towards Jin GuangYao’s head.

Su She dodged to the side with force. With the tip of his foot he picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground and conjured up all of his spiritual energy in one thrust at Nie MingJue’s heart. Perhaps because of the dire situation, the attack was abnormally swift and ruthless. Brimming with spiritual energy, the blade glowed brightly, enveloped by swirling radiance. It was so much better than all of the previous seemingly-elegant attacks that even Wei WuXian wanted to praise its excellence. Nie MingJue was forced a step back by the explosion of an attack as well. As the light dimmed somewhat, Nie MingJue went forth again, clawing at Jin GuangYao unstoppably. Su She threw Jin GuangYao at Lan XiChen with his left hand, while with his right he sliced at Nie MingJue’s throat.

Nie MingJue’s entire body was as impenetrable as fine steel, but not the thread that stitched his neck together!

If the neck attack succeeded, even if it wouldn’t defeat Nie MingJue entirely, it’d still be able to save them some time. However, the sword had been infused with so much spiritual energy, due to Su She’s sudden explosion, that it could no longer withstand it. Halfway through the lunge, it broke into pieces with a crack. On the other hand, Nie MingJue’s punch landed right in the center of Su She’s chest. Su She’s splendor left as quickly as it came. He couldn’t even spit out a mouthful of blood or say a few last words, no matter with dignity or cruelty, before the life in his eyes went out.

Collapsed beside Lan XiChen, Jin GuangYao saw this scene as well. Whether because the bleeding and the pain intensified at his arm and stomach or from some other reason, the glisten of tears could be seen in his eyes.

- EXR Translation (Ch. 108)

anyway, su minshan may begin the novel as a coward with a grudge, but i think his death proves that he was never actually afraid to die. he just needed to find a reason--a person--worth dying for.

#asks answered #mdzs meta #su she #su minshan #emotional support henchman

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isagrimorie · 3 months

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20 questions for fic writers

Thank you @curator-on-ao3 for tagging me!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

48 stories

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

134,192 words

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Person of Interest, Life (NBC), Firefly, Doctor Who, Glee, Legacies, Fringe, Ranma 1/2, Once Upon a Time, Bunheads, Burn Notice, Buffy the Vampire Slayer

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Conversations with Dead People (Life, Sameen Shaw )- Shaw can see dead people.

Definitely, Maybe (Person of Interest, Root/Shaw) - It starts with a phone call.

Runtime Issues - (Person of Interest, Root/Shaw) - Root's on a deadline but she keeps running into one consistent problem.

Personal Day (Sameen Shaw, Root/Shaw, Person of Interest) - Shaw is taking a personal day, she's had it all planned. Cooked meal and Bear. But best laid plans are always thwarted.

Dodging Bullets - (Person of Interest/Mr & Mrs Smith Fusion, Root/Shaw) - On paper, Sam Shaw is a successful New York doctor in a stable relationship with a successful software consultant. In reality, Shaw is a Government assassin, a little bored with her stable relationship until a new mission starts shaking things up.

5. Do you respond to comments?

If I do, as much as possible, even though sometimes I feel repetitive thanking people for the comments.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I think it has to be Metamorphosis. Person of Interest -- a little bit of an AU to the finale. Proposing what if Harold didn't make it. But Shaw was there and Root!Machine to see him off.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think it might be the Life (NBC)'s Gethsemane.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I don't think so. At least, I hope not!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I am not confident writing smut, I only did it once in Life. I don't think I moved it from livejournal to ao3.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I do! I love crossovers! There's the one where Dani Reese and Sameen Shaw are estranged twins, unfortunately unfinished called Gemini. And a Person of Interest/Elementary crossover.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I... don't think so. As far as I know but I would welcome it!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Oh, I tried but I don't think I've ever finished one. TBF I hardly finish any fic.

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

This is so hard to answer because this is... what you would call seasonal. Right now in Trek 90s phase, it's Janeway/Seven. Although I am a multishipper sometimes Janeway/Chakotay sneaks in.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

The list is waaay too long. But there's Dodging Bullets, the Mr and Mrs Smith but Root/Shaw, the aforementioned Gemini. The Person of Interest/Elementary crossover.

The Hope/Lizzie Legacies AU where Lizzie decides to stay in season 4 and help Hope during the time Lizzie split from Hope.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I do get the character voices right.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I seldom finish a story, unfortunately.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

If I find someone who is fluent, I would want to consult with them.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

It was an anime called Zenki. It was written in a mix of Tagalog and English.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

There are several:

New Ground (Doctor Who, Rose Tyler) - Rose on Parallel Earth AU before it was jossed by Journey's End.

Six months after Norway, she's moving on and letting go.

The first multi-chaptered story I've ever finished.

Human Landscape (Life, Dani Reese centric)

the sound of the city tonight / keeps my dreams and my demons alive. Reese and Crews solve the murder of two young drug dealers.

The longest fic I've ever written, a Reese-centric story with case-of-the-week elements.

I'm still proud of this because I started the story with an idea and it went through as planned. It's also the first I wrote in a stream-of-consciousness style that would be the style for most of my Life story.

I had such a strong sense of who Dani Reese was and I was gripped with the desire to write Dani's prequel story. And I'm glad I did!

Metamorphosis - (Person of Interest, Harold Finch, Sameen Shaw. Finale AU-ish.)

Once, long ago, when he realized the Machine had handpicked Sameen Shaw to join their team, he found the notes Dr. Shaw’s Chief Resident wrote. It struck Harold how much of a small-minded fool the doctor was to let such a talented and brilliant woman like Shaw go. She was his doctor and he trusted no other doctor than Miss Shaw.

I just re-read this story and I am pretty proud of this. The title is from the Philip Glass music playing in the finale. I love Finch and Shaw's friendship, so I wanted them to have more scenes.

Also, I was never that convinced Harold escaped unscathed. He either escapes but as trade-off, he gets his father's illness, or he doesn't escape.

“I can’t move you, Harold.” There was an edge of frustration in her words. “If I’d made it here sooner–” Shaw never needed comfort nor assurances but Harold regretted… He regretted too many things. Over her shoulder, Harold fancied he saw a woman in Root’s form with a black belted coat. She smiled at him sadly and placed a ghostly hand on Shaw’s shoulder. Sharp and still. Harold placed his hand over hers, his hand was sticky from his own blood. “I understand, Miss Shaw.” Shaw finally stopped moving. She looked at him for a long, long moment, and then she nodded. Harold watched as she wiped her hands on her pants, pulled his glasses from his face, and cleaned them. Miss Shaw's features came to sharp focus when she returned them. And then she sat next to him.

Tagging: If anyone would love to participate, please feel free! Just pick it up and move it along!

And I'd like to tag a few names but please don't feel obligated to participate in this if you don't want to!

@terapsina, @tea-earl-grey, @coraniaid, @explosionshark, @mihrsuri,

#ask meme #ask game #writing ask #fanfic ask #apologies #i would add more but its 2am #but if you want to do this please feel free #or don't!#tv: life #person of interest #fic rec #my fic #otp: root x shaw

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ao3feed-dadzawa · 2 years

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What is Gained, What is Lost (What Truly Matters)

What Is Gained, What Is Lost (What Truly Matters) by Otaku6337

He never wanted to be here, or to see this. He just- he just wanted to be able to help. And, yes, he knew that things might be horrible, might be nasty, might be ugly, but he lives with discrimination every single day.

He knows what it is to have bloody knuckles and a bloody nose and blood buried beneath his nails because he kicked and scratched and still couldn't get free.

No single part of Izuku was prepared for this. For the agony and the blood and the terror, for that woman with the wide eyes and the torn clothes, and the man who turned around and, when Izuku jumped back, when he tried to dodge, it wasn't quite enough.

(Wherein, at twelve, Izuku has been intervening in fights and muggings and more, but he is only twelve. He's only a child. He is rescued by Eraserhead, one day, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't get hurt. It doesn't mean that his life isn't changed. But maybe his life can change for the better, even with the bad parts.)

Words: 2782, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 217 of Ota's One-Shot Wonders, Part 215 of Ota's BNHA Fic Stuff, Part 20 of Izu Goes Around Beating People Up For Fun (well not quite but he's a vigilante and I wrote it)

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Inko, Mentioned Other(s)

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Inko & Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Vigilante Midoriya Izuku, Middle School Student Midoriya Izuku, or well he's like twelve at start of OS, Blood and Injury, Injury Recovery, harsh realism, whoops :), Aizawa is Best Dad, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Worried Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Aizawa meets this kid and goes "oh shit he needs a dad", "about six months ago at least but oh well now's better than never", Hurt Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless Discrimination, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Problem Child, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Aizawa "I will meet this kid and keep them" Shouta, Midoriya Izuku Wants to Help, to his own detriment, Self-Sacrificing Midoriya Izuku, Good Parent Midoriya Inko, Supportive Midoriya Inko, Supportive Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Recovery, Things Get Better, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Training Midoriya Izuku, Happy Ending, Hopeful Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, but also physical hurt/comfort, Permanent Injury

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40519095

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Dadzawa #♦#Aizawa Shouta #Izuku Midoriya #Inko Midoriya #R:T #A:Otaku #Vigilante AU #Quirkless AU #Dadzawa

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cometmystic · 2 years

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hey!! i dont think youve posted abt this yet so… tell me abt your fav characters!!! :D

im about to ramble and expose some weakpoints on the internet so heres a cut !!! im gonna talk about the three that are in the forefront of my mind at the moment !! maybe this will change if you ask me in a months time,,, maybe not !!! mwah thank you for sending me asks sweetie

lots of history with this girl; soo i found out about her during my first mugen phase ? so like 11-13ish,, there was a genre of character that was modeled to play like smash bros characters, and in looking those up, i found one of this weird woman... hong meiling was her name ? she was related to this weird frog girl whose hat was evil and maybe the mcdonalds song girl ? whatever the case i needed to download her. and i couldnt because the download was down. this sent me uo the wall for several years and implanted her name into my brain,, up until i got into touhou proper thanks to you actually !!

so now im learning about the lore and the characters, and turns out theres more to this meiling than being elusive and pretty !!! so this gloomy, scary place behind one of the touhou worlds most significant battles is guarded by this friendly, easygoing redhead ? and shes fiercely loyal and protective of the mansion as well as gensoukyou, despite being employed by people who almost ate the world right up ? thats so wonderful !! shes so cool !!! and she takes care of flowers, and canonically doesnt like dodging bullets and tries catching them instead, and no one has any idea of what she is...!!!! theres so much to her !!! but most of all, the absolute tragedy of some of her mansionmates getting boatloads of development and lore, while shes,, basically in the same place she started in ? even flan did ! but meiling still gets depicted as just lazying about, despite that trait of hers being in favour of working in the scarlet devil mansion, which people fear and dont visit ? or rather used to... so she should have evolved along with it,, so that sadness also makes me even more attached to her in a way !!

i know shes not the most mistreated character in touhou or anything, far from it since shes a th6 girl and those get Everything and everyone sick of them but... idk !! id love to see more of her shine someday ouo

heres some sprite art i made of her

this character is a whisper in the wind. this character is a shadow in the wall of a cave. this character is the tree that falls with no one to hear. this character isnt real. this character is one of my favourites

like shes drenched, positively oozing with lore and content, and its all so utterly relevant and unique that i cant possibly talk about any of it because i cant be bothered to spoiler tag this,, but like,, reading between the lines of the fiction and uncovering lil things about her and what shes like was the most fun ive had during my dngnrnpa phase, to the point that,, here she is still !! at the tippy top !! and because of things youre intimately familiar with russell, you probably know shes probably gonna stay !! im very sentimental like that

and it wasnt even just lore either, her design kind of instantly drew me to her back when i was part of the original animes speculation circle and,, wow suddenly my sonas attire seems a little um,, familiar doesnt it : ...i promise i had other inspiations for ir too óuo;

heres some pixel art i made of her

finally this girl !! much like is the theme here, some lore to my meeting this one !!! this one predates even meiling, since i think i was 9 or 10,, see there was a broadcast channel here called animax, and its responsible for a lot of my taste even nowadays,, from the name you can guess it broadcast all sorts of dubbed anime all day long, most of which i absolutely should not have been watching at that age, like hellsing and gantz oops... well there was this other one which until like 4 years ago i only had the faintest recollection of,, i think there were demons in it or something,, mostly i remember being infatuated by the blonde girl

well 2018 comes around and the memory of this lady shoots straight into my brain in the middle of a call with you russell, which you might remember ! i describe to you what it looks like and tell you that i think a guy kills her and she has him help kill bad guys or else hell kill him right back ? and you, through intense googling, eventually are able to tell me it was called lunar legend tsukihime. woag ! lore unlocked

i wiki crawl for a while out of curiosity and find out that she has a fighting game that kinda rules, and that everyone hates the anime and you should read the visual novel instead and,, hey were making a visual novel at some point huh russell ? maybe i should study up on this tsukihime thing,, apparently its pretty influential,, and

obviously arcueid is ridiculously charming and fun, and every second with her is a mildly exciting, mildly creepy (fun way) delight, and its hard not to absolutely love her for that alone !! but also like,, much like the love for meiling started like a new phase in my life, arcueid did the same thing, in a very wonderful way ? a phase where were both really into this thing and talking about it so often and making so many new ideas about it together,, were playing higurashi currently and it feels like an extension of this, of her, and like,, its so special

i love what meeting arcueid again after 10 years did for me

heres some pixel art i made of her

and if you stuck with me for this long, heres a lil gift !! a lil happy ending for 13 year old me i suppose !!!

i found her after all ouo

#normalclear

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ao3feed-izuku-midoriya · 2 years

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What is Gained, What is Lost (What Truly Matters)

What Is Gained, What Is Lost (What Truly Matters) by Otaku6337

He knows what it is to have bloody knuckles and a bloody nose and blood buried beneath his nails because he kicked and scratched and still couldn't get free.

Words: 2782, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 216 of Ota's One-Shot Wonders, Part 215 of Ota's BNHA Fic Stuff, Part 20 of Izu Goes Around Beating People Up For Fun (well not quite but he's a vigilante and I wrote it)

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Inko, Mentioned Other(s)

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Inko & Midoriya Izuku

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40519095

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Izuku #♦#Izuku Midoriya #Aizawa Shouta #Inko Midoriya #R:T #A:Otaku #Vigilante AU #Quirkless AU #Dadzawa

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weregreatatcrime · 10 months

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Oh, I see now, somehow missed that link. Okay, so Changeling Karai and Donnie, and "That's not a scratch" instead, then. Maybe Leo or Splinter in it too if you want.

hsjgdh u must be kinda new to tumblr!! ya there's no real rules to ask memes but generally, ask memes stick to a specific post. They tend to be art related but there's some great writing prompt ones out there. Reblogger will reblog the post with the list of prompts, typically with a tag or comment giving free reign to their followers, and people can send in prompts off of the ask meme.

GENERALLY the reblogger will answer whichever requests they want, but it's not guaranteed as the reblogger just does whichever of the prompts they feel like doing. you know. Personally, I'll keep asks in my inbox if they have prompts I'm interested in doing, save em for if I wanna do them later sometimes. If I don't get the inspiration to use them I'll delete them right off the bat, or delete them like, several weeks later when I'm bored of the ask meme and/or just feel guilty that i never did them and then have to delete them to remind myself that this is all for fun and I can't hold myself responsible for churning out content 24/7 because I'm not a machine

ANYWAYS yeah ask meme this is from here!

"It's just a scratch. Probably." Karai grumbled, ducking down below cover as Donatello rushed over.

"Last time I heard you say that, you ended up losing an arm!" Donnie scolded. He lifted her arms out of the way so he could get a better look at the giant mess on her side.

Kraang laserfire continued to ricochet around them. The other three turtles were providing them safe cover. She hated fighting Kraang. Their stupid guns were actually capable of hurting her more than most human weapons. She hated it.

"In my defense, that was just a scratch." Karai kept an eye on their surroundings while Donnie took a wipe to her side, clearing the soot away so he could see any damage.

"That was a very bad scratch that resulted in you losing an arm." Donnie deadpanned. "And this? This is also not just a scratch." He hissed sympathetically as there was a distinctively large patch of damaged stone underneath the soot. "That one got you really close- it actually cracked up some chunks of stone, here."

Fortunately, he'd gotten more used to her pain tolerance and her lack of... pain response in general. Karai could barely feel this. It was akin to a sore spot. A very sore spot that stung when he kept pressing on it.

"Ah shit." Karai frowned. "They must be upgrading their guns, the old ones did more bruising than anything."

Donnie hummed in agreement as he grabbed a brush and began going over the wound to make sure there was no blood leaking. If Karai was bleeding, it meant the lasers had managed to actually break through her thick layers of stone and they would need to be very careful. If something actually managed to hurt Karai, it would hurt the turtles a lot worse.

Karai hissed unhappily at the bizarre feeling. She snarled and threw a knife at a Kraang that glanced their way.

"No blood." Donnie reported. "I think we can leave it for now and seal it up when we get back to the Lair."

"Great." Karai leapt up without a pause, blades drawn. "I've got a bone to pick with the asshole who got me."

"Is PR okay?" Leo shouted as the changeling became a blur on the battlefield.

"She's good!" Donnie shot him a thumbs up and yelped, dodging a laser blast. "We need to be more careful, they're upgrading their weapons!"

They all hissed sympathetically at the sound of crunching metal as Karai demolished a particular Kraang droid. The poor Kraang piloting it screamed and tried to sprint away on its own tentacles. Donnie made sure not to watch the resulting massacre. Raph let out a whoop.

When Karai had a grudge, she did not hesitate.

#my stuff #two daughters au #my writing #ask #ask meme #anonymous #not the exact phrase but they talk about it??#idk it's hard to do actual whumpy stuff with karai bcz she's v hard to hurt #and i wanted to give donnie a bit of a break ksghkdfjg #he got beat up a l o t in fic #2012 karai #2012 donnie #tmnt 2012 #i should post these oneshots to ao3 soon #tw injury

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unmeiokaemasu · 1 year

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shadow dragon progress (and 3H)

I started typing this in the tags for my doodle post but then wrote too much as per usual so here it is

yeah going into shadow dragon I didn’t have any idea who I’d end up using most. I always gravitate towards magic users, and I rarely end up using axe mains, not sure why. so yeah going in I figured my mains would be navarre and linde, and that minerva and tiki would high powered units I’d use out of necessity. and I was SUPER looking forward to using Xane since his gimmick is unique.

What’s actually happened is Lena promoted early through staff spamming, and then Abel is an absolute beast. I don’t remember why I initially favored him over Cain but it spiraled out of control and now since he nearly single-handedly cleared Michalis’s map he’s like promoted level 18. I tried that map more times than any other, and anyone else I let take multiple hits ended up dying. I parked Abel in the woods and loaded him up with javelins, and he dodged most of the long-range magic and just went to town on the wyvern riders and cavaliers. I did use a couple physics but honestly not a bad use of them.

My other good units are promoted Merric, Minerva, and promtoed Caeda in a pinch. I promoted Navarre but honestly he gets hit too easily and he’s still too frail. Maria’s promoted as well but I still mainly user her for healing, but that’s still super useful.

And I’m not using Xane! :( idk I just didn’t get into it, I don’t like that you have to pick weapons for him to have if he’s going to transform, and I frankly didn’t look up how long he stays transformed so I get nervous about him turning back. I really miss having a dancer, I love strategic layer that that adds and dancers are usually one of if not my top favorite units.

I’ve been trying to train Gordin up since the start for god knows what reason, he’s like level 17 now and I could promote him now but eh. waste of master seal unless he’s 20. I also usually deploy Jeorge now as well but I rarely use either. Don’t really use the whitewings even tho I always deploy them, I wanted to train up Est but it’s so hard for her to even do damage to enemies, setting up kills is a bitch.

Haven’t used Tiki at all, I don’t know how you’re meant to distribute dragonstone uses and idk if hammerne works on it but even it does it’s too much of a pain to figure out so. no Tiki. idk if I’ll regret that later but.

Marth is decent. He’s level 20 now so I’ve stopped letting him fight most times but he’s pretty good at getting people out of scrapes if he’s near enough to help.

so yeah that’s shadow dragon rn, it’s a really solid fe game! reminds me a lot of the gba games. maybe some time I’ll go back and play the FE3 incarnation...but I’m a ways off from that. I have so many priorities before that:

My Genealogy run that I’ll probably never finish (on chapter 4 rn)

Wanna give Thracia a try

Unfinished Binding Blade run

Really wanna try a hard mode Blazing Blade run

I got up to the last chapter of Sacred Stones and abandoned it for so long that when I came back I started over, and I think something may have happened to that file as well...we’ll see.

Really want to get the data transfer from PoR to RD to work, so I’ll probably scuttle the run of RD I had going. oh and I’d have to complete a new PoR file because the old one couldn’t transfer for reasons.

I can’t remember if I even finished a Fates Conquest playthrough, but if I did it was definitely on Phoenix mode, idk I had very little patience with the 3DS games for some reason. I don’t remember if I finished a Birthright route either but if I didn’t that would’ve been out of boredom. I did finish Revelations.

and speaking of the 3DS I never finished Echoes lol. idk I’m cursed.

...but on that note! I’m on the second to last chapter of my hard mode Azure Moon run! :D It’s been super smooth sailing esp now that most of my units are flying, but I’m still happy I’ve been able to get to this point. My lunatic Verdant Wind has stalled out, I’m stuck on the Gautier Inheritance :( I was doing pretty well but I haven’t been able to deal with the waves of enemies...honestly kind of like the Knight-Filled Sky chapter I just beat, but I don’t have an Abel to tank everything for me. Byleth is my tankiest character and even she can’t deal with all of them, nobody else really stands a chance. idk if warping her up to fight Miklan after most of the reinforcements had left would work, probably not tho, but I think it’s a moot point bcs I don’t think Lysithea has warp yet.

...but anyway I’ll be happy to finish that a hard mode run for sure (since I can’t remember if I beat a hard mode verdant wind before), and I’m DETERMINED to actually FINISH this shadow dragon playthrough.

#catfishchat #fe talk

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xxalexislost19xx · 1 year

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Okay, so my sister and I came up with a game.

(At least I think we came up with it. If it already exists, I apologize, but as far as I know, we have conjured up this new form of torture)

Premise: absolute chaos

Needed materials: any kind of medium-sized balls (😏) or any other yeetable object that causes moderate/ minimal damage when thrown at a human.

Players: as many dumbasses as you can find. Preferably 5 or more.

Best setting: college campus (my personal favorite), park, campground, etc. Pretty much any open space with obstacles/ hiding places.

Rules: There are objectives and guidelines, but no rules.

Okay, so I made up a game called apocalypse, which is pretty much a crossover between zombie tag, hide-and-seek, and dodgeball. Think man hunt, but better. I have never actually played this with more than one person or in public, but I have thought a lot about this and fully intend to institute this insanity on anyone I can. Basically, there is one person who is the "hunter," and the other people are (obviously) the "hunted." (No idk what "hunter/ hunted" has to do with the concept of apocalypse, but use your imagination.) All the players start out in a central location, whoever the hunter is will have a projectile of some sort and more projectiles on hand (it's a surprise tool that we'll save for later.) The hunter will close their eyes and count to whatever integer the group sees fit while everyone else scatters like roaches. When the hunter is done counting, they will set off in pursuit of finding the hunted. When they locate said victim, they will throw their projectile at the target, and if the target is hit, they're automatically given a projectile and are now a hunter. If the hunter misses the target, the target can pick up the projectile and swap places with the hunter that threw. The hunter now has to run from the original target. This goes on until one person is left, and they are notified that they have won.

Now, the best part of this game is that winning is not a matter of having speed or stamina, but strategy is also quite effective. Whether you are a hunter or hunted, you always have the option to take either the defensive or offensive strategy. Defense means using hiding and sneakyness to achieve your objective instead of running at the beginning of the game. Finding a hiding spot or lookout point to confide in. Offense involves staying mobile and relying on your speed and dodging abilities to master the game.

The other fun aspect you can add to this game is the exchanging of intel. Perhaps you are a hunter who is feeding information to the hunted, a hunted with a particularly good hiding spot that warns other hunted of when they are in danger. Maybe you even get caught by a hunter and agree to tell them where other hunted are in exchange for immunity. This is where having cellphones comes in handy. A lot of backstabbing potential comes from communicating with other players, so you never know who you can actually trust.

Doing this in a public place is also a fun aspect of the game. Innocent bystanders might witness this tomfoolery and either be really intrigued or annoyed. If the first is true, you might get a few extra players, which adds even more intrigue and confusion to the whole thing.

That is my idea, and if anyone tries it, please let me know how it goes cause this sounds like it could go either very wrong or very right.

#college life #college #friends #ideas for later #party ideas #idk how to tag lol #idk what else to tag #absolute insanity #chaos.txt #chaos #my friends #things to do

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kageyuji · 3 years

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asking him how to confess to your crush (him)

⤷ oikawa, suna, bokuto, iwaizumi ; [gn!reader]

TAGS: fluff/crack if you squint, confessions

NOTES: please reblog or i’ll cry

━━ OIKAWA

you can’t miss the momentary look of sadness, but he quickly hides it with a cocky smile

he tells you the cheesiest possible way to confess to someone. he doesn’t even know if it’ll work on not

(he actually hopes it doesn’t, but he can’t just be an asshole and tell you something that clearly won’t work)

but once he realizes that he is the person you like, his mind jumps to several different places all at once

he’s happy but also he can’t properly form words, please bear with him </3

“Oikawa?”

He hummed a response to you, ghost of a smile on his lips. He always liked the way you said his name, even if it was just his family name.

“I have a favor... so there’s this guy that I like, and I wasn’t sure how to tell him. Do you think you could give me ideas?”

You don’t miss the pout on his lips, the way his eyebrows furrow, the hurt in his eyes. If one were to blink, they wouldn’t have missed it. He smiled and laughed, quickly trying to hide how much his heart ached.

People — in reality, only makki and mattsun — had asked you if you had feelings for someone. But you never gave them an answer, just a flustered smile and a shrug.

“Uhm... I don’t know, depends on the person. You can get a bouquet or something, and chocolates maybe?”

A smile lit up your face. He had looked so pained to say it; his nose was wrinkled up a little, one hand at the back of his neck, eyes looking anywhere but you.

“Oh, yeah! That sounds sweet, he might like that. Should I ask him what his favorite flowers are?”

“Yeah.” His heart sunk impossibly lower.

“Got it. So, what are your favorite flowers?”

He looked up from where he’d taken a sudden interest in the floor, looking around for someone else. But no one seemed to be engaging in a conversation with you — actually, he realized it was only you and him in the room.

“No, I meant ask this guy that you like.”

“I just did.”

He doesn’t say anything at first, eyes wide and lips parted. There’s something in his eyes that you can’t quite read. Shock, or was in confusion? There was also an undertone of hurt, like he couldn’t tell if this was some sick joke or not.

“You mean... me? I’m the- you have feelings for me?”

Your heart fell then — of course you’d been nervous to tell him. But with the constant flirting, you were beginning to think that maybe it wasn’t just harmless and playful anymore. That maybe even if it was still done playfully, there was truth behind those words, behind the smiles and the winks he sent you.

“If you don’t feel the same way, it’s fine, I just-”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant. I was just a little surprised is all. I feel the same way, and you’re great, really, I just figured I wasn’t your type.”

“But you are.” You said, heating rising in your cheeks. Nothing could mask the smile he wore, even if he was trying not fight it.

“And you are my type. Guess we’re both lucky, hm?”

━━ SUNA

he is determined not to let you notice how his heart stopped in his chest

he still holds the same disinterested, bored look on his face as always, although he’s unaware you could see right through him

refuses to give you advice on how to go about confessing

in fact, the last thing he wants to do is be around you — he knows you were never his, so he can’t be upset, but it still turns his stomach

tell him before he can find an excuse to leave, or else your confession will be a lot more painstaking due to him dodging any interaction with you

“So uh... if you were to confess to someone you like, how do you think you would do it?” Your voice sounded so sweet, so genuine.

“Why? You have a little crush on somethin’?” He laughed.

“Yeah, actually.”

Oh.

You don’t miss the way his nose scrunches and the look in his eyes. He’s looking at the floor with narrowed eyes, almost as though the floor was the cause of his jealousy.

Well, not his jealousy — he wasn’t jealous, was he?

“Hm,” He hums, and you find him putting back on the same incurious face that he always wore. “I don’t know, elaborate confessions are pointless. Just tell the person how you feel. If they really like you, they won’t turn you aware for being simple.”

“Ah, that’s true.” You smile, though it’s fueled with nervousness. “So, one more thing I gotta say then.”

“Make it quick, I’ve to be somewhere soon.” Suna hates the bitter taste in his mouth.

He knows he shouldn’t care, after all he’s never worked up the courage to spill his heart to you, so he doesn’t have a right to feel like something is being torn — no, stolen — away from him.

“Right. You said simple, so... I like you, and I think you’re really sweet. And you’re funny and you’re so caring, even though you would never admit that. Um, I hope that was boiled down enough for you.”

“You’re kidding right?”

The tone in his voice is almost accusatory, although he doesn’t mean it to be, he just genuinely doesn’t believe you. When had you ever shown interest in him? Not that he was complaining.

“No. But it’s fine if you d-”

“I never said that. If you mean it though, maybe you can tell me the longer version of everything you like about me. Over coffee or something?”

━━ BOKUTO

ok first off, let me stop you right there, because baby boy is gonna get so sad :(

there is no hiding the hurt he’s feeling. he’s always expressive, even though he’s trying to hide it

please stop him there because his mood is only going downhill

actually tells you some elaborate, thought out thing that you assumed was from the top of his head

(although in reality, he’s thought about telling you how he feels on countless times)

but when he realizes that you’re talking about him he instantly does a 180, he looks like he’s in heaven

“Bokuto!” You call his name with a smile. You’ve found you can always get a matching one from him whenever you do so.

And of course he smiles back at you, the same excited look in his eyes as always. “Y/n!”

“I need advice.” You say.

His expression drops into one of worry at your tone. If there was anything that Bokuto hated in this world, it was seeing you upset.

“What is it?”

“I need to know how to tell someone that I have feelings for them.”

And just like that, you can see his heart break through his expression. His eyebrows pin up and he presses his lips into a thin line. You can tell that he’s trying not to show you how bothered he was by that one sentence.

He always was bad at pretending he was fine though. It was clear, if nothing else you could see his watery eyes.

“Oh... uhm. Can I ask who the person is?”

You’re hesitant to say it. But you don’t know why, because his reaction was your final bit of proof that he had feelings for you too. He hadn’t been subtle before, but now it was obvious.

“You.”

“What?” Bokuto said, although the word was breathless.

He doesn’t wait for you to respond to him. Instead, the wide smile he always wore appeared back on his face and he wrapped his arms around you.

Usually, Bokuto’s hugs are tight anyway. They’re filled with a need to be close to you and a need to convey the emotion of ‘you are the only thing grounding me right now’.

But this one was tighter. He buried his face into your neck, but you could hear the smile in his voice when he spoke. “I may have to confess to someone too.”

━━ IWAIZUMI

iwaizumi is a gentleman about it, as much as he doesn’t want to be

if anything, he wants to tell you right then and there about his feelings

but the fact (or rather, the thought) that you’ve taken an interest in someone else is all the evidence he needs to stop himself

the last thing he wants to do it mess with your emotions so he intends to stuff he feelings down to deepest parts of his mind in hopes that they’ll one day disappear

until of course, he realizes that he is the guy you’d been talking about

he gets giddy, believe it or not. he hates to admit it sometimes, but unbeknownst to you, you have so much control over his emotions

“So, Iwa?” You said, and he tried to overlook the cautious tone to your voice.

“Hm?”

“Uh, theres this guy that I kind of have feelings for. But the thing is, I don’t know how to tell him.” You sound nervous.

Iwaizumi assumes it’s from the thought of having to tell this person your feelings, yet he doesn’t realize that said person is him and it’s coming sooner than he’d realized.

He doesn’t say anything in response to you at first. His eyes narrow only slightly, then he takes a deep breath and turns back to you with his usual expression.

“If you’re going to tell them, do something sweet and simple. If you get all extravagant with it, it might freak ‘em out. Maybe... I dunno, buy a little gift and tell them?

He hid it well. The mix of jealousy, regret, and sadness in him was painful, but he clenched his fists and tried not to let his voice crack. If there was someone you knew that didn’t cry, it was Iwaizumi. Yet here he was, doing everything in his power not show how upset he was.

What was he even doing anyway? He was helping you find a lover that was not himself. Not that you even knew that, because in reality he’d never shown to you that he had feelings towards you.

That was something he was regretting a lot now.

“Oh I see, what kind of gift would you like?”

Ouch. As though this couldn’t hurt more. “I don’t know, depends on the person. Ask him, not me.”

“I just did, dummy.”

It took him a few seconds to process that, then another few seconds for the relief and happiness to wash over him. A smile rugged at the corner of his lips.

“That’s cute. You and I can go out somewhere this weekend and I can help you pick something out, hm?”

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noforkingclue · 3 years

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Consequences (Doc Ock x reader)

Summary: Every action has consequences. You only wished that you had thought about what the consequences of your flirting might’ve been.

Pairing: Doc Ock x reader

Warnings: none

Author’s Note: This is a kind of continuation to ‘Returned Feelings?’. Hope you all enjoy!

Marvel tag list: @geocookie21, @greeneyedblondie44, @purebloodwitch

Everything tag list: @greenrevolutionary, @imjustassaneasyou

You had been so careful. Every moment you had been so careful not to attract attention to yourself. Never moving too fast, hardly ever running and always being just another face in the crowd. You didn’t like calling yourself a hero. In fact, you didn’t know what to label yourself. Sure you might’ve helped Peter a couple of times but that didn’t mean you wanted to be a hero. You just wanted to have fun and maybe help some people along the way.

Maybe.

Because although you weren’t a hero you also weren’t a bastard.

And it had been working, not brilliantly but working. You had some form of a social life, a steady job and you were content. You didn’t have a partner, having a steady romantic relationship was difficult in your line of work, but you weren’t too bothered about that. Not when you were usually so preoccupied with fighting Doctor Otto Octavius. There was something about him that drew you to him and you couldn’t quiet put your finger on it. After every fight with him Peter had asked you if you were ok. You knew that Peter suspected something but you didn’t want to drag him into it. His life was already complicated enough without you messing it up further.

It was meant to be a relaxing day off work. Go for a walk, catch up with friends and maybe get a take away in the evening. But of course things had to take a different and drastic turn. You were just about to cross the street to get to your favourite coffee shop when it happened. Your eyes widened as you felt the air shift. Your friend, who was waiting for you on the other side of the street, shouted something but you couldn’t hear. You stood frozen to the spot as a car flew passed you and missed you by mere inches.

It was too early for this shit and even though you had super speed there was too many people for you to zip off and get changed. Peter swung by you and gave you a brief glance before swinging back off. You friend gave you a panicked look but there was nothing she could do as she was dragged off by the crowd.

“Spiderman!”

Your breath hitched as you heard that familiar voice and the rumbling of Doc Ock approaching. Of course it had to be him. Why couldn’t it have been the Green Goblin? He was just irritating instead of distracting. Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said for Doc Ock. You just couldn’t help but flirt with him and see his reaction. The way his face got red whenever you teased him. The occasional glint you saw whenever he tried to grab you. The way he touched his cheek when you kissed him the other day. You shoulder panged in pain as you remembered the other day and you winced as you touched it slightly. It was still very sore but healing steadily although you knew it would be a while until-

“Fuck!”

And then you fucked up.

A metal claw came at you and you dodged it just in time. Literally just in time. If you had been half a second slower it would’ve pinned you to the wall and you would’ve been in Doc Ock’s grasp. Not that you wouldn’t have minded but now really wasn’t the time. However, there was just one issue with your dodge. In order to move you had instinctively used your powers.

Time slowed down. Seconds seemed to turn into minutes which seemed like hours. Peter was God knows where and other people were too preoccupied with running away to notice you. But he did, he noticed you. The claw pulled out from the wall behind you and slowly made its way back to its creator. Along the way it bushed against your body on its return journey made you shudder. All of your previous bravery seem to drain from you as the Doctor slowly approached you, the arms lowering him back to the ground.

“Well, well, well,” he said, “Isn’t this an interesting turn of events.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” You said quietly

“Much braver behind that mask of yours,” he said, “Is this who you really are? Much more submissive than I originally thought.”

He slowly raised a hand and as much as you wanted to you couldn’t move. You were too terrified about what will happen. He’d seem your face and concerns about your friends and family raced through your mind. However before he touched you a webs shot out and knocked him over. Peter swung by and kicked out at him.

With Doc Ock suitably distracted you seized the opportunity to escape. You zipped away and hid in an alley as you looked out at the ensuing fight. You needed to reconsider your options about what was best for the people you cared about. Part of you wanted to flee but the other part wanted to stay. To continue your flirting and winding him up and getting him flustered but you knew that wasn’t the safest idea. You ducked into the shadows as Otto looked around, clearly trying to find you. Right now you needed to get away and then think of a plan. You only hoped that you could get away before your actions came back to haunt you.

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what happened the first time Wes tried to crack open the Danny is Phantom conspiracy did he like, confront Danny first or was it all behind his back like, maybe hoping ground zero would be lost among the gossip and that Danny wouldn't find out who spilled the beans once everyone knew

I mean it obviously wouldn't work because nobody believed him and the gossip didn't take off very far beyond a few people talking about Wes being kinda weird

I should absolutely write a fic about this.

I am absolutely going to write a fic about this.

I AM RIGHT NOW GOING TO WRITE A FIC ABOUT THIS.

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"Hey Fenton! Fenton!!" Dash came bounding over and threw a meaty arm around his shoulder.

"Jesus Dash! What?!" Danny buckled under the weight (pretended to anyway) as Dash gave him a surprisingly lighthearted punch on the arm.

"You haven't heard?! Wes has this total batshit insane theory, it's hilarious!"

Dash was in a genuine giggle-fit, Danny didn't think he'd ever seen him this merry, he was also starting to suspect he was going to leave this conversation being the butt of the joke somehow. Wait-

"Wes? Who the heck is Wes?" Danny asked, it wasn't like he knew everyone in school, like Dash seemed to.

"He's on the basketball team, you know, tall guy, red hair, threw a sick move at least month's game! You know, WES!"

"I didn't watch that game."

"Oh," said Dash, flatly, "Oh yeah, almost forgot you're a total nerd. Anyway, like I was saying!"

Dash grabbed Danny by the shoulders and nearly lifted him off the floor.

"Wes thinks," he could barely speak through his giggling, he even snorted a few times, "Wes thinks your secretly PHANTOM."

Dash dropped Danny back down as he doubled over laughing.

"Could you imagine?! You! You're not even DEAD!" Dash honest to god slapped his knee in mirth.

Danny went through an incredibly swift array of emotions in the span of about five seconds.

The first was fear, clear and bracing, then came confusion, how did he know? Had he seen something? Then there was hope, Dash didn't believe it, and if DASH didn't believe it, maybe nobody else believed it either. Then relief, he could roll with this, he could TOTALLY roll with this! Dash was right! It was absurd, it was ridiculous, it was hilarious, him being Phantom? What utter nonsense!

Sam and Tucker had been standing by his side at a Dash-safe distance, looking absolutely horrified. Sam looked ready to jump in and lay down a swift defence, but Danny gave a quick little low wave for her to stand down. He got this.

"Oh my god SERIOUSLY?" Danny busted out a slightly hysterical laugh, okay so he wasn't completely over the initial terrified anxiety.

"How could I- I mean what- WHY does he think I'M Phantom?! I mean how does that even work I don't-"

Dash clapped him on the shoulder, this was probably the most contact he'd ever had with him without being physically assaulted.

"I know right?! Like apparently he thinks you look alike? And he's all like 'But I've seen his eyes glow green' and 'they're never in the same roo-hoo-hoom." Dash wheezed and started hacking and coughing.

Danny carefully constructed a look of offence.

"Hey I mean, it's not THAT funny. Why couldn't I be Phantom! I know how to use a Fenton Thermos! Look I even HAVE one right-" he torn open his backpack and pulled one out, making sure to fumble it in a terrific display of fuck-uppery and drop it noisily on the cafeteria floor, he dropped to his knees trying to grab it but knocked it under a table.

A few girls standing nearby who'd been listening in started tittering, one of the guys sitting at the table snorted milk through his nose and Dash was just about on the floor in hysterics.

Even Sam and Tucker covered their mouths in an attempt to look like they were holding in laughter. Tucker muttered to Sam, just loud enough for people around to hear.

"I mean, he's our friend and we love him, but god that was painful to watch. He knows he's terrible at ghost hunting! He's got like, nothing but thumbs."

Danny climbed under the table, grabbed at the thermos and lifted it up as he crawled back out.

"See! See! I have a thermos! I could TOTALLY be Phantom!"

Sam walked over and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. "It's okay bud, I think you'd be a great Phantom." her voice was thick with her usual sarcasm, soaked in pity though it were.

Danny's ears burned in embarrassment, he might have been humiliating himself on purpose, but it was still humiliating, watching everyone laugh at him for being so weak and incompetent. He was grateful to his friends for pushing through their discomfort and keeping up the act, it was still painful, but it came with a wash of pure unadulterated relief.

Nobody believed this Wes guy, nobody thought it could be even remotely possible. People would talk about it for a little while, have a laugh, maybe there would be a few memes and in-jokes, but eventually it would drop off. People would forget all about it and it would be just another notch on the gossip mill belt.

Even if someone DID believe it, they could never admit it for fear of vicious ridicule, for once in his life peer pressure was his friend.

And then Wes walked in.

Once Danny saw him he realised that he did recognise Wes, he'd seen him hanging around Kwan a few times, and chatting with Star, he was also in Danny's english class. That was about as familiar as he got with the guy, they'd never spoken a word to each other.

Wes had a terrifying expression of seething fury ripping across his face. He was glaring at Dash.

"It's NOT. FUNNY."

Dash was completely unable to stand, it was honestly overkill, Danny almost thought he was hamming it up on purpose, but maybe not, his face was turning an alarming shade of red after all.

"Wes don-" Dash gasped. "Don't do this to me man, I can't brea-" Dash was gasping for air, trying desperately to hold down the giggles.

Danny could almost see steam rising as Wes seethed. Then suddenly that furious stare was shooting daggers straight at him. Danny shrank into himself, looking as small and helpless as he possibly could.

"Uh hey Wes, um, I've heard the news." he joked tacking on a nervous laugh for emphasis. "Uh, soooo," he tossed the thermos from hand to hand, nearly dropping it again. "Is this like, just a joke or do you really-?"

Dash continued to wheeze, Kwan was holding him up by the arm, muttering about getting some water to cool off.

Wes strode over until he and Danny were face to face, he was taller by a good couple inches, even more so with Danny making a conscious effort to appear small.

Wes jabbed a sharp finger into his collarbone.

"Don't think I'm fooled by this pathetic act you've got going on, I am ONTO you, Phantom." he spat.

Danny glanced sidelong at the table beside him, silently begging for assistance, they only watched in silence, strained faces trying not to laugh. A glance the other way to his friends, they simply shrugged.

"Um, okaaay," Danny started backing away slowly. "Uh look Wes I am honestly really flattered but, do we really look that alike?" Danny ran a hand through his hair and then pointed up at Wes. "I mean we BOTH kinda have Phantom's haircut."

Sam deadpanned from the sidelines, "Maybe they're BOTH Phantom."

"We should start marketing that haircut." Tucker muttered to himself, tapping something on his tablet. "We could make a fortune, are you any good at hairdressing?"

Sam shot him a look of disgust and did not dignify the question with a response.

"Don't play dumb you two," said Wes, flipping his focus, "You're definitely in on this!"

The entire cafeteria was awash with giggles by this point. Just about everyone had heard about Wes' theory, but were mostly convinced it was some kinda joke. Now? Now they knew Wes was straight up fucking delusional.

He glanced around as people laughed, at him. At HIM.

"It's not funny!" he yelled over the crowed, the tittering increased in volume. Someone across the room yelled-

"Hey if I get the haircut, can I be Phantom too?"

One of the goths stood up on her seat.

"I've GOT the haircut! Mom says it's MY TURN to be the Phantom!"

There was a fresh round of mirthful laughter, some kids wheezing as hard as Dash had been. Another few kids piped up above the cacophony, throwing jokes of their own.

"I've got a soup thermos so I'm Phantom now, sorry sweaty I don't make the rules."

"If I wear a Phantom shirt does that make me Phantom ALL the time or am I only Phantom when I'm wearing it?"

"I have an ass, Phantom has an ass. Conclusion: I am Phantom's ass."

"Tag yourself I'm the thermos."

"DO THE BUTTS MATCH?"

Wes had been trying to scream over the din, infuriated, desperate to find SOMEONE who would listen.

Danny gave him a pat on the back.

"Hey, if it makes you feel any better, The Guys in White once hunted some guy down because he had white hair, if a government agency can fuck that up then-"

Wes slugged him.

It wasn't a particularly solid punch like Dash's hits, it was quick and precise, Was wasn't a brawny guy, but he was lean and fast and had good aim.

Danny whuffed out a heavy breath as Wes' fist collided with his sternum and he collapsed to the floor.

Everyone in the cafeteria lost their shit, a few people screamed and one table of football jocks all stood up chanting, "FIGHT. FIGHT. FIGHT. FIGHT."

Tucker ran over to him as Sam stepped up and without hesitation slammed a fist straight into Wes' nose.

The footballers lost their minds, one of the goths stood up on their table screaming "REPRESEEENT!!"

Wes backed up immediately, crying out from the sharp pain blossoming across his face, he'd never been hit before and couldn't pull his thoughts together quick enough to throw a punch back at her, so he was taken by surprise once again as Sam placed a solid roundhouse kick to his stomach.

He had certainly not been expecting that kind of brute strength from her, she had incapacitated him swiftly and effectively, barely having broken a sweat.

One of his teammates hollered over the crowd and came barrelling down on the goth, she dodged without batting an eye and darted nimbly out of the way, giving the guy a quick kick in the pants to throw him off balance as she rocketed for the cafeteria door.

As Wes took a deep breath through his mouth, his nose dripping blood, he realised that Danny and Tucker were gone. The fight had lasted only seconds but Sam had run distraction well enough for the boys to take off without anyone noticing, a glance around showed Tucker supporting Danny about to exit through the cafeteria doors.

The doors opened to an out of breath Mr Lancer on the other side.

"'The Light Fantastic!' WHAT is going on here?!"

Oh they were all so fucked.

#danny phantom #wes weston #I definitely wanna write a sequel in detention #danny phantom fanfiction #Lula's headcanons #Lula's fanfics

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