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mysticstarlightduck · 14 days

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🤝 Does your OC have someone they want at their side when they are scared? Who?

🪤 What is one thing that could be used to lure your OC into a trap? :D

Thank you so much for the ask, @eccaiia!!! I'll go with some of the main cast of my main WIP Of Starlight and Beasts!

🤝 Does your OC have someone they want at their side when they are scared? Who?

Corah - As a knight-in-training Corah usually strives to be strong and reliable, with a tendency to hide her fears and insecurities in order to face a situation head-on. Because of this, she is usually the person other people go to when they're afraid. But if she had to choose someone to be at her side when she's scared it would definitely either be her dad, Lysander, or one of her best friends (I would say Arammys or Tomasa, but since Arammys does not handle his own fears and anxieties well himself, like, he's the kind of person that has the "if you cry I cry too" kind of panic in tense situations, Tomasa might be the best option for support and comfort on that regard)

Arammys - Nowadays, the person he trusts the most is Corah - she's the one who found and saved him when he was lost in the woods, and is the first true friend he made after losing his memories. He trusts her a lot - after all he does fall in love with her eventually, and would likely go to her in a heartbeat whenever he is scared, because knows that together they can face anything.

Eidan - He'd just bottle up his feelings and try to find a way out of the situation which has scared him as quickly as possible. He doesn't trust easily and has a lot of anxiety. In the past, the person he always had by his side when he was scared was his cousin, but now his cousin isn't around. Throughout the book, however, as he starts to open up his feelings towards others again, Eidan learns it's okay to rely on the support of others from time to time, especially if that person is Maryon (his girlfriend) or Kyran (his best friend).

Nimwen - Definitely her (adoptive) older brother Scarlet. He's the person whom she trusts the most in the world, and he raised her since she was a child. They have a very much "us against the world" dynamic, since that has been literally true for most of their lives so far, having the closest bond out of their little group of friends.

Tomasa - Any one of her friends, people whom she'd be honored to fight danger beside, whether for victory or defeat. She is fiercely loyal and values friendship bonds above all else. However, she would also go to one of her Grandmothers, if she was in the city, (mostly for comfort after the danger has passed) because deep down she knows that she will always be met with plates of warm food and open arms at their home, no matter the case.

🪤 What is one thing that could be used to lure your OC into a trap?

Ooh, interesting question (because that's literally one of the key plot points for one of this WIP's POVs, eeeeee)!!!

Corah - well-spun and factual promises of something that will help her achieve her goal of fulfilling her quest and becoming a knight. Another way a villain could lure her into a trap would be by toying with her own, mismanaged insecurities or threatening her moral compass. She can also be lured into a trap to save her friends or family.

Arammys - turning his own moral questions/dilemmas against him, by making him believe his powers will turn him into a monster if he doesn't do some specific thing (trap), empty promises of giving him his memories back and telling him who the familiar face in his flashbacks is (trap, trap, trap). Alternatively, if anyone threatens Corah specifically he will be liable to fall into any trap or scheme.

Masen - Offers of ungodly amounts of golden coins or valuable items, as well as fame and power (at least before his character growth in the series). He can also be easily manipulated by people who know of his family's search for revenge against the person who betrayed them.

Scarlet & Nimwen - Literally each other. If anyone threatens to hurt Nimwen, Scarlet will willingly walk into any trap - even if he knows that's the villain's intention. If anyone threatens Scarlet, Nimwen will become more emotionally unstable (due to her trauma, she doesn't deal well with losing people) and thus will likely fall into a trap without realizing it (alternatively, depending on the context, she can become the most calculating and ruthless person, extremely lucid, until she gets him to safety). There's no duo of unstable teens more self-sacrificing than these two in the whole book.

Rin - "He's not trapped here with you, you're trapped here with him". I'm telling you this man is a menace to society and he knows. He is far too clever and manipulative to be deceived that easily, and will likely get the person trying to do so trapped instead of him, twisting the game. Alternatively, since he is a little gremlin of chaos if in the right mood, he could also be persuaded right into a trap by a crunchy bag of crickets and a day-old Cheetos. Flip a coin.

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frecklystars · 3 years

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Do you have any advice for convincing yourself that a comfort character would like you? I know its fiction and I can do whatever I want and have fun, but there is still a part of me that doubts that my comfort character would like me. Especially since they are a villain.

Ohh, villains are my specialty, babe! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧ I gotchu!!

Almost all of my main F/Os are villains, and I do have my doubts sometimes that they'd like me, too! It's a normal feeling, don't worry - I'm pretty sure most of the community has this same type of insecurity/anxiety, as well. You're not alone!

Here's what helps me the most:

💘 Making content! I do a lot of digital art, and if I'm feeling insecure abt a specific F/O, I'll draw them kissing me, holding my hand, giving me validation, whatever! It doesn't have to be big or grand, you can also just take a little post-it note and draw your F/O giving you a kiss on the forehead, or even just saying "I love you!" Make a bunch of tiny little half-assed scribbles on a sketchbook page. Don't even worry about the lines coming out perfect, or colors or shading or anything, just... let your heart have some fun! Time yourself, draw as many different cheesy things as you can in under five minutes. I actually bought a little tiny sketchbook no bigger than the palm of my hand for occasions like this!

On the topic of drawing, you can also take a screenshot of your F/O (if your F/O is from a movie/TV show, that is) and doodle yourself next to them, in your favorite scene!

🧡 If you don't like to draw, however, you can also try writing! Writing little drabbles, even if it's just like, three sentences in the Notes app on your phone. I write little oneshots all the time, some of them barely even five paragraphs!

💛 Write your own "imagine your F/O" posts, but just for yourself! You don't have to post them necessarily, but just make a bullet-point list of scenarios/daydreams you have with your F/O! :D For example, I have over five hundreddd daydream scenarios written down in my phone, in case if I ever want to draw them. I don't HAVE to draw them, but I sure do love reading them. It makes me feel love for my F/O, and makes me feel loved by my F/O in return! They don't even have to be complicated, it can just be like "F/O and S/I are stuck in the rain. F/O shares their umbrella with S/I" or "F/O and S/I hold hands in a crowd so they don't get lost"!

💚 Looking at the content you create can remind you of how good you feel when you think about your comfort character, and then you think to yourself that the love/safety that you feel in that moment, is the same feeling your F/O has about you!! I'll often look at older drawings of me and Plankton and think "oh I was in a good mood when I drew this, all that time ago, I really felt like he loved me, here" and then I am reminded of that Good Feeling and I'm like "hell yea, Plankton loves me so much!!"

💙 One thing that helps me the most, especially on REALLY rough nights: PLAYLISTS!!! Listen to songs that remind you of your F/O!!! Listen to a song that you think they'd sing to you. When I have my doubts that Starscream would love me, I just listen to "Temporary Love" or "Imagine" by Ben Platt (since those are the StarKeri theme songs), or I turn on my Saving Starlight playlist, and I am right back on track! It might take a few songs, especially on a bad day when you're convinced your F/O can't love you. At least once or twice a week, I get in my car around midnight, and I drive down the highway for a couple of hours, and I listen to my TFP playlist, full of all the songs that I think my TFP F/Os would associate with me. It's about two hours long and it always makes me feel better. Hell, there are even times when I'll be driving and I'll listen to my Starscream playlist and actually get misty-eyed because I feel so loved, in those moments.

💜 You can also make a list of things about yourself that you think your F/Os would love about you! It might be hard to sit and list "here are things I like about myself," but it's easier to imagine "oh, well, I think F/O would love my personality, or [insert talent/skill], and also [insert physical feature], or even [insert habit/mannerism]". Your F/Os adore everything about you, it's unconditional, no matter how big or small!!

💝 Watching their episodes!! There's always, ALWAYS, a way to write a character doing something, react a certain way, dynamics w/ different characters... you can make ANYTHING "in character", yes, even for villains! Starscream, for example, is such a... terrible, terrible person, no altruism in this mech at all, he has ZERO positive relationships w/ people, and he's bitter and wouldn't hesitate to betray anyone if it means he can climb to the top. He also, um, hates humans. Does that stop me from self shipping w/ him? Hell no, man!! If anything, my human s/i is the one exception! Your villain F/O could be like "I hate everyone, I hate everything, I have no love in my soul" and they'd take one look at you and say "EXCEPT for this person. I LOVE this person, this is MY person, NOBODY ELSE EVEN LOOK AT THIS PERSON, THEY ARE MINE."

💖 I once read a post saying "your F/O's canon source material is just their universe, without you in it." If your self insert was in their universe, everything would change. Relationships, dynamics, decisions, even life-or-death situations, would ALL change. It's not "out of character" for your F/O to love you, because there is ALWAYS an in-character way to squeeze anything you want in there. Yes, it's fiction, and you can do whatever you want and have fun, but I agree with what you said, how it's a bit easier to believe if it's more "in character", and I totally get that. I try to make Starscream as in character as possible, with my ship. Megatron, on the other hand, I just make the guy drop to his knees and beg for my attention lmao. Is it in character? Absolutely not. He's the last character to do that. Do I make him do it anyway? Yes. Have I written it enough times that I actually believe he'd do it? Hell yeah.

Of course, these things might not work overnight, but they could really help!!! Self shipping is quite literally all up to you; you have full control over the aspects of your relationship and how you're treated. I know it also feels important to some people (myself included!) to keep them, (especially a villain F/O!!), as "in character" as possible so it feels more authentic -- but the more you familiarize yourself with a character and the idea of them loving you, the more you come to believe it!

Persistence is key!! You just gotta keep telling yourself that they love you -- self shipping is self love, after all! It's hard to believe your comfort character could love you, if you don't love yourself. I struggle with this, too, so I totally understand. And hey! Look at you, already trying your best and reaching out to me about it! Your F/O would be so proud of that, wouldn't they? They'd feel so special that you care so much!! Your comfort character, really, REALLY loves you - all you gotta do now is love yourself!!

I hope any of these helped, I'm sorry this list got so long and my brain kind of jumps everywhere. I hope this made sense, please feel free to reach out to me again if you want me to explain anything in a different way, or if you just want further reassurance! (o゜▽゜)o☆

#anonymous #asks #self insert asks #im so happy you reached out to me btw thank you!#im so honored any time someone asks for my advice #bc i dont think im super great at giving it or at least delivering My Thoughts #I have the advice it's here in my brain. but I don't know how to Word It sometimes #I rly rly hope this helps!!!#your villain comfort character loves you SO MUCH I promise!! :D #if Starscream can have feelings for me then your villain can DEFINITELY have feelings for YOU!!#just because you don't think they'd love you doesn't mean that it's true!#they love you whether you feel it or not. it's there!! all the love and adoration for u!!

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babyloposts · 3 years

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MY HERO DAD-CANNONS

Summary: How my favorite boys would react to their child having a nightmare. Some single dad head cannons because my baby fever is back

Includes: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Takami Keigo

Warnings: none, fluff, aged up characters, references to GN parent titles

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Bakugou:

He was up and down the hall as quickly as the first wail left his daughter’s mouth. He was desperately hoping that the screams were not from a villain trying to kidnap her.

He was relieved for only a second as he saw her safely tucked into bed as he left her earlier that night, but the worry came back as he saw her broken out in a cold sweat.

Careful not to startle her awake Katsuki rubbed her forehead gingerly removing the sweat and bangs from its place matted on the top of her head.

“Kid. Wake up.” His tone soft. The one he reserved only for her.

“Daddy?” Her brows furrowed and her eyelashes fluttered open to see a stoic yet comforting face.

“You okay? I think you were having a nightmare. Scared the hell out of me.” He chuckled, still soothing her as her breathing slowed.

“M-me too. I was so scared Dad. The monsters were trying to get me.”

“What monsters?” Katsuki feared the worst. What if she had seen a villain and they knew she was his kid. That could mean she was being watched and in danger. He couldn’t let anything happen to her.

“From the movie dad. The one I watched when hanging out with the Midoriya’s.” Bakugou’s face scrunched and his daughter winced in fear of being in trouble for watching a PG-13 movie.

“What’d I tell you about watching scary movies with Deku’s kid. Now look at you all scared with nightmares.” Bakugou scolded, but his expression softened. He was just glad she was safe.

“I’m sorry Dad. I won’t watch scary movies anymore. I don’t want any monsters to get me.”

“It’s okay. I promise I won’t let any monsters get you. They have to go through me first, alright squirt.” She nodded and gave Bakugou a small smile, knowing she was safe and in the most capable hands of the #2 hero.

Bakugou smoothed her hair back and placed a kiss to her forehead. “Love you squirt. Sweet Dreams.”

“I love you too Dad.”

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Midoriya:

Izuku is no stranger to weird dreams, but he had never expected his One for All induced visions to transfer to his daughter as well.

He wouldn’t even know if she hadn’t been weeping by his bedside at one in the morning.

“D-daddy.” A small voice warbled out next to Midoriya. His eyes shot open not expecting to see a teary eyed five year old only a few inches away from his face.

“What’s wrong Bubby?” Izuku quickly sat up in bed and moved to the edge of the bed, scooping the crying child into his arms.

“I had a bad dream.” She whimpered as he wiped the tears from her eyes.

“Aww I’m sorry.” He hugged her tightly to his chest rocking slightly to soothe her. “Do you want to talk about it?”

She nodded slightly before starting. “I was so scared Daddy. You were there and somebody—a bad man—stole your quirk away from you. He was too strong. And nobody would help you. Not even All Might. And I was too little to help you, Daddy and I’m so sorry.” And just like that the tears were flowing from her tear ducts again.

Izuku shushed her and started back trying to soothe her again. “Don’t worry, I’m right here, okay? I’m not going anywhere.” He brought his daughter back to her bedroom and tucked her into her Princess themed bed. “Are you comfy?” She asked and she nodded.

Izuku gave her a kiss to her temple before getting up to move to a bookshelf on the far side of the room. “Would you like to hear a story?” She nodded and Izuku climbed into the side of the bed and wrapped his arm around her.

Midoriya read the story book to her that were more kiddie versions of some of All Might’s best missions (even in fatherhood he was a total fanboy).

His daughter was knocked before he was even halfway through the book, the tales of heroism and safety lulling her into a peaceful sleep. Although she was peaceful and very cute Izuku had realized his grave mistake far too late.

His daughter was the lightest sleeper he knew. It would be almost impossible to remove himself from the bed without waking her up.

He tried several times to stand from the bed without causing her to stir, but ultimately failed and gave in to the reality that he’d be spending the night on the edge of a twin bed.

It wasn’t the most comfortable thing in the world, but Izuku would give up anything for his little girl, even the comforts of his own bed, to make her feel safe.

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Kaminari:

It took a lot to get Denki up, which wasn’t always a good thing having such a young child to look after. He was finally awoken by the third kick to his ribs by a little foot in bed.

“Ouch, what the-?” Denki whipped the blanket down to reveal a small body in the fetal position hunched against his side.

“Wha- hey Little Man. What happened? Why aren’t you sleeping in your big kid bed?”

The small boy was unmoving, pretending to be asleep to prevent being bothered or moved from his comfortable position.

“I know you’re not sleep, Buddy. Tell me what’s wrong. Please?” Finally Denki’s son’s head poked up from his arm shields and showed off his pouty face.

“I don’t want to sleep in my big kid. It’s too dark and scary in there. I don’t want to have bad dreams.” The child’s eyes started to water.

Denki sighed. “Bud, I thought we agreed that when you turned four you’d stop sleeping in Papa’s bed and sleep by yourself.”

“I don’t want to anymore. I’m scared. It’s too dark and you are too far away.” He whined. Denki knew that he was the age where he needed to start being able to self-soothe and sleep by himself, but he couldn’t deny his son. He was a good kid, maybe with a bit of separation anxiety, but all around he was pretty easy.

Denki’s nanny would probably scold him for babying his son, but he didn’t care. It’s not like Denki liked sleeping alone anyway.

“Bud, you can’t sleep down in the covers like that. You’ll get way too hot.” A small smile spread over Denki’s lips as his son shuffled his way up onto Denki’s chest with his arms wrapped around his neck in a death grip.

Denki chuckled once the grip loosened and rubbed his son’s back as he slipped into sleep. “Can we try sleeping in your big kid bed tomorrow night?” Denki whispered.

“I’ll try Papa, but no promises.” Denki chuckled and closed his eyes in content.

“That’s okay Buddy. I love you.”

“Love you too, Papa.”

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Takami Keigo:

Keigo really hoped that an intruder wasn’t in the house right now. He knew it was irrational to think, but stranger things have happened, plus he was already worked up from the last patrol he went on last night where he fought a surprisingly difficult villain.

Stealthily Kei climbed out of bed and sent a feather flying into the kitchen where the noise was coming from to scope out the intruder.

When he heard a high pitched scream and low thud he was actually more relieved than worried.

He rushed from behind his bedroom door out to see his son sat on the ground in front of the open refrigerator.

“The hell are you doing up? It’s 2 AM!” Keigo whisper yelled to ensure he didn’t bother the neighbors.

“Sorry Dad. I was hungry.”

“What are you still hungry for? You basically ate a whole chicken by yourself for dinner. At this rate keeping up with your eating habits cost more than the rent.” Takami chided, but he couldn’t be too mad, his son was a growing boy and they needed their sustenance.

“I’m sorry Dad. I just woke up and wanted a snack that’s all.” That’s what he said, but the glossiness in his son’s eyes gave him away.

Keigo bent over to pick up the food that had fallen out of the fridge and grab a carton of ice cream out of the freezer along with two spoons. His son watched his father intently as he moved to the kitchen island to sit and patted the stool next to him.

“Come sit down and have your snack.” Keigo sighed. Reluctantly his son sat down beside him and grabbed a spoon scooping into the slightly freezer burnt cookies and cream.

“So tell me what’s really going on. You wouldn’t tear up just from me knocking you on your ass earlier.” His son’s eyes grew wide, surprised that his dad had noticed that small detail.

“There’s nothing wrong.”

“I know when you’re lying to me Kid. So just go ahead and tell me.” Kei said wrapping an arm around his son’s shoulders.

He took a deep breath before finally caving. “I... I had a dream about Baba. When they died.” Keigo’s usual cocky demeanor faded away and his eyes softened as he recalled the painful memory.

“Wow.” Keigo said as he cleared his throat. “That uh... hasn’t happened for a while. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault Dad. I just wished... I don’t know. I just miss them a lot.” He began to tear up again. Keigo sighed. It has been almost seven years since his significant other died tragically from cancer. Their son was just a kid then. What Five year old can really comprehend that and grieve a parent properly. Since then Kei’s been doing his best as a single Dad, but maybe he should have talked about them more.

“I know you miss them Kid. I do too. I miss them everyday, but you remind me of them. You’ve got the same face and spirit they had, so it’s like a little piece of ‘em is always with us. They’re in you.” Keigo’s grip tightened around his son’s shoulder and he left a comforting rub up and down his forearm.

“I know sayin all this isn’t going to bring them back, but just know they’re always in your heart and they loved you very much.”

“Thanks Dad.”

“No problem Kid. Just finish your ice cream and get to bed. I don’t want you late for school in the morning.”

His son nodded. Keigo stood from the island and ruffled the hair of his son before depositing his dirty spoon in the sink. Before he made it all the way to his bedroom a voice rang out behind him.

“I love you Dad.”

Keigo smiled softly. “Love you too Kid.”

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thedeadhandofseldon · 3 years

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The Anti-Mercer Effect

On the Accessibility of D&D, Why Unprepared Casters is so Fun, and Why Haley Whipjack is possibly the greatest DM of our generation.

(Apologies to my mutuals who aren’t in this fandom for the length of this, but as you all know I have never in my life shut up about anything so… we’ll call it even for the number of posts about Destiel I see every day.

To fellow UC fans - I haven’t listened to arc 4 yet, I started drafting this in early August, and I promise I will write a nice post about how great Gus the Bard is once I get the chance to listen to more of his DMing).

Structure - Or, “This is not the finale, there will be more podding cast”

So, first of all, let’s just talk about how Unprepared Casters works. Because it’s kind of unusual! Most of the other big-name D&D podcasts favor this long, grand arcs; UC has about 10 hours of podcast per each arc. And that’s a major strength in a lot of ways: it makes it really accessible to new listeners, because you can just start with the current arc and understand what’s going on!

And by starting new arcs every six or seven episodes, they can explore lots of ways to play D&D! Classic dungeon delve arc! Heist arc! Epic heroes save the world arc! Sportsball arc! They can touch on all sorts of things!

And while I’m talking about that: Dragons in Dungeons, the first arc, makes it incredibly accessible as a show - because it lets the unfamiliar listener get a sense of what D&D actually is. (It’s about telling stories and making your friends feel heroic and laugh and cry, for the record). If I had to pick a way to introduce someone to the game without actually playing it with them, that arc would definitely be it.

And I’d be remise not to note one very important thing: Haley Whipjack and Gus the Bard are just very funny, very charismatic people. Look. Episode 0s tend to be about 50%(?) those two just talking to each other about their own podcast. It shouldn’t work. And yet it DOES, its one of my favorite parts, because Haley and Gus are just cool.

And a side note that doesn’t fit anywhere else: I throw my soul at him! I throw a scone at him - that’s it, that’s the vibe. The whole podcast alternates between laughing with your friends and brooding alone in a dark tavern corner - but the laughs never forced and the dark corner is never too dark for too long.

Whipjack the Great - Or, the DM is Also a Player!

I think Haley Whipjack is one of the greatest Dungeon Masters alive. The plots and characters! The mechanical shenanigans! The descriptions!

Actually, let’s start there: with the descriptions. (Both Haley and Gus do this really fucking well). As we know, Episode 0 of each arc sees the DM reading a description - of a small town, or the Up North, or the recent history of a great party. And Haley always strikes this tricky balance - one I think a lot of us who DM struggle with - between giving too much description and worldbuilding, and not telling us anything at all. She describes people and events in just enough detail to imagine them, but never so much they seem static and unreal - just clear enough to envision, but with enough vagueness left to let your imagination begin to run wild.

While I’m thinking about arc 3’s party, let’s talk about a really bold move she made in that arc: letting the players have ongoing control of their history. Loser Lars! She didn’t try to spell out every detail of this high-level party’s history, or restrict their past to only what she decided to allow - she gave them the broad outlines, and let them embellish it. And that made for a much more alive story than any attempt to create it by herself would have - but I think it takes a lot of courage to let your players have that agency. Most Dungeon Masters (myself included) tend to struggle with being control freaks.

And the plots! Yeah, arc one is built of classic tropes - but she actually uses them, she doesn’t get caught up in subverting everything or laughing at the cliches. And it’s fun! In arc 3, there really isn’t a straight line for the players to follow, either - which makes the game much more interesting and much trickier to run. And her NPCs are fantastic and I will talk about them in the next section.

Above all, though, I think what is really impressive is how Haley balances mechanics, and rules as written, with the narrative and rule of cool - and puts both rules and story in the service of playing a fun game. And the secret to that? She’s the DM, but the DM is a player, and the DM is clearly having fun. Hope Lovejoy mechanically shouldn’t get that spellslot back, but she does, and it’s fun. The changeling merchant in Thymore doesn’t really make some Grand Artistic Narrative better, but wow is it fun. And she never tries to force it one way or the other - the story might be more dramatic if Annie didn’t manage to banish the demon from the vault, but it’s a lot cooler and a lot more fun for the players if Annie gets to be a badass instead - and the rules and the dice say that Annie managed it.

Settings feel like places, NPCs feel like people, and the narrative plot feels like a real villainous plot.

Anyway. I could go on about the various ways in which Whipjack is awesome for quite a while - she’s right, first place in D&D is when your friends laugh and super first place is when they cry - but I’m going to stop here and just. Make another post about it some other time. For now, for the record I hold her opinions about the game in higher esteem than I do several official sourcebooks; that is all.

Characters - Or, Bombyx Mori Is Not an Asshole, And That Matters

Okay, I said I would talk about characters! And I will!

Just a general place to start: the party! All of the first three parties are interesting to me, because they all care about each other. Not even necessarily in a Found Family Trope sort of way, though often that too. But they generally aren’t assholes to each other. The players create characters that actually work together, that are interesting; even when there’s internal divisions like SK-73 v. Sir Mr. Person, they aren’t just unpleasant and antagonistic all the time. Listening to the podcast, we’re “with” these people for a couple hours - and it isn’t unpleasant. That matters a lot. (To take a counter-example: I love Critical Role, but the episode when Vox Machina pranked Scanlan after he died and was resurrected wasn’t fun to listen to, it was just uncomfortable and angering and vaguely cruel).

All of the PCs are amazing, and the players in each arc did a great job. If you disagree with me about that, well, you have the right to be incorrect and I am sorry for your loss. Annie Wintersummer, for one example: tragic and sad and I want to give her a hug, but also Fuck Yeah Wintersummer, and also her familiar Charles the Owl is the cutest and funniest and I love him. And we understand what’s going on with Annie, she isn’t some infinite pool of hidden depths because this arc is 7 episodes and we don’t have time for that, but she also has enough complexity to be interesting. Same with Fey Moss: yeah, a lot of her is a silly pun about fame that carries into how she behaves, but a lot of how she behaves is also down to some good classic half-elven angst about parenthood and wanting to be known and seen and important. (Side note: if your half-elf character doesn’t have angst, well, that’s impressive and also I don’t think I believe you).

There are multiple lesbian cat-people in a 4-person party and they both have requited romantic interests who aren’t each other. This is the future liberals want and I am glad for it.

Sir Mister Person, the human fighter! Thavius, the edge lord! Even when a character is “simple,” they’re interesting, because of how they’re played as people and not action-figures. And that matters a lot.

In the same way: the NPCs. There really aren’t a lot of them! And some of them come from Patreon submissions, so uh good work gang, you’re part of the awesomeness and I’m proud of you! The point being, the NPCs work because enough of them are interesting to matter. It’s not just a servant who opens Count Michael’s door, it’s a character with a name (Oleandra!) and a personality and history. They’re interesting. Penny Lovejoy didn’t need to be interesting, the merchant outside the Laughing Mausoleum didn’t need to be interesting, but they ARE! And Haley and Gus EXCEL at making the NPCs matter, not just to the story but to us as viewers. I agree with Sir Mister Person, actually, I would die for the princesses of the kingdom. I actually care about Gem Lovejoy of all people - that wouldn’t happen in an ordinary campaign! That’s the thing that makes Unprepared Casters spectacular - and, frankly, it’s especially impressive because D&D does not tend to be good at making a lot of interesting compared to a lot of other sorts of stories.

And, just as an exemplar of all this: Bombyx Mori. Immortal, reincarnating(?), and described as the incarnation of the player’s ADHD. I expected to hate Bombyx, because as the mom friend both in and out of my friend-group’s campaigns, the chaos-causer is always exhausting to me. And yeah, Bombyx causes problems on purpose! But! She is not an asshole.

And that’s important. Bombyx goes and sits with the queen and comforts her. Bombyx gives Annie emotional support. Bombyx isn’t just a vehicle to jerk around the DM and other players; Bombyx really is a character we can care about. To compare with another case - in the first couple episodes of The Adventure Zone, the PCs are just dicks. Funny, but dicks. Bombyx holds out an arm “covered in larva” to shake with a count, and robs him of magical items, but she also cares about her friends and other people! She uses a powerful magical gem to save her fertilizer guy from death! Yeah, Bombyx is ridiculous, but she’s not just an asshole the party has to keep around for plot reasons; you can see why her party would keep her around. And one layer of meta up, she’s the perfect example of how to make a chaotic character like that while still being fun for everyone you’re playing with, which is often not the case. And I love her.

The Anti-Mercer Effect - Or, “I think we proved it can be fun, you can have a good time with your friends. And it doesn’t have to be scary, you can just work with what you know”

The Mercer Effect basically constitutes this: Matthew Mercer, Dungeon Master of Critical Role, is incredible (as are all of his players). They’re all professional story-tellers in a way, remember, and so Critical Role treats D&D like a narrative art-form, and it’s inspiring. Seeing that on Critical Role sets impossible standards - and people go into their own home games imagining that their campaigns will be like Critical Role, and the burden of that expectation tends to fall disproportionately on the DM. And the end result, I think, of the Mercer Effect is that we get discouraged or intimidated, because our game isn’t “as good as” theirs. (And I should note - Matt certainly doesn’t want that to be our reaction).

So the Anti-Mercer Effect is two things: it’s D&D treated like a game, and it’s inspiring but not intimidating. And Unprepared Casters manages both of those really freaking well. Because they play it like a game! A UC arc looks just like a good campaign in anyone’s home game. They have the vibes of 20-somethings and college students playing D&D for fun because that’s who they are (as a 20-something college student who plays a lot of D&D, watching it felt like watching my friends play an especially good campaign). They’re trying to tell a good story, sure, and they always do. But first and foremost, they’re trying to have fun, and it shows, and I love the UC cast for it.

And that’s the other half of it: it’s inspiring! It’s approachable; you can see that Haley and Gus put plenty of work into preparing the game but it also doesn’t make you feel like you need hundreds of pages of worldbuilding to run a game. Sometimes a cleric makes Haley cry and she gives them back a spell-slot from their deity! That’s fantastic! It’s just inspiring - listening to this over the summer, when my last campaign had fallen apart under the strain of graduation, is why I decided to plan and run my new one!

That quote from Haley Whipjack that I used as the title for this section? That’s the whole core of this idea, and really, I think, the core of the podcast.

The Mercer Effect is when you go “that’s really cool, I could never do that.” But Unprepared Casters makes you look at D&D and go “wow, that looks really fun. I bet I can do that!” And I love the show for it.

And I bet a lot of you do too.

#unprepared casters #bombyx mori #haley whipjack #long post #this is really rough but I don't have time to keep working on it and it's already a month later than intended

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Don’t Say Goodbye. || One-Shots ||

I am just in a mood to create broken hearts right now it would appear, this is just a few one-shots on a couple of the boys and my take on how they would act with there s/o dying in their arms due to various reasons based on the character i am writing for. - Mod Diluc

Diluc

The sound of yells grew distant as the vision began to blur from your eyes. The only sensation you could still feel was the tight grasp of your hand in the larger one wrapped round it squeezing it. Diluc was holding you as you laid there on the muddy dirt, resting your bloody and broken body on his legs. Cradling you like a new born while shaking back and forth, trembling in traumatic disbelief over what was taking place before him.

His eyes were swelling with tears threatening to break out and spill down his cheeks, he kept kissing your weak hand gently, each kiss being dragged out longer than the one before, shaky shushes passing his lips in a frail attempt to soothe your weakening body. You'd been adventuring alone again for several weeks away from Mondstat and The Dawn Winery.

You didn't think much of it as you often left for long adventuring trips, bringing back goofy and silly souvenirs for your beloved Diluc, you just didn't realise this time around you'd be ambushed by the Fatui on your long trek back to his winery. Having been unbeknownst to you fatally wounded, you managed to break free and escape, bleeding heavily from your right side, shakily sprinting to the only place you knew could be a safe haven, Dilucs winery.

You'd fallen to the ground in a crumpled heap not barely a few seconds after Diluc spotting you running down the dusty and dirty road. He sprinted to you eyes wide yelling as loud as his vocal chords would physically let him. "Y/N! No!" He skidded and slumped down into the dirt himself, tugging you carefully but quickly into his lap muttering 'No' over and over in rapid breaths. And now you were where you were at, the life slowly but surely leaving you while all you could feel was Dilucs gentle kissing lips and warming embrace.

Does he know how much you love him? Did ever know how much he meant to you? Oh no... the souvenir you'd found for him... you dropped it back when you was ambushed... he would've loved it so much... however likewise with him to you, did you know how much you meant to him? How truly happy he was that he'd finally found someone he could trust and give his life to. Had he ever even said he loves you back? All these questions that were going to be left unanswered to the both of you.

Still trembling he watched as your light dimmed in your eyes, leaning his head down he softly placed a kiss against your unresponsive lips, parting ever so slightly to rest his forehead against yours and whimpering in a broken tone. "I love you, Y/N" When he lifted his head back up he felt the air being squeezed out of his lungs to see your eyes were now closed and there was no longer movement in your body.

He looked up at the night sky, the stars twinkling so beautifully over such a devastating and tragic moment. Closing his eyes he silently prayed the gods take good care of you up there till he can finally be there with you. Lifting up slowly with your now lifeless body bridal style in his arms he began to walk back to his winery, his expression stern and showing no pain. But it was all a facade for inside he was crying and screaming to the heavens and hell for having let this happen to you.

"They will pay Y/N, I promise you. I'll see you again soon; someday."

Childe

The rain was pouring heavily, hitting angrily against the cold hard concrete, the drops splashing up and back down as they landed with such impact. You were wet and cold, but your body had been going numb for minutes now as the blood was leaving your body so quickly. You shakily looked round to see the last attacker being cut down to the floor by your one and only love, Ajax.

The unknown man's body hadn't even hit the floor by the time Ajax had thrown his weapons down and rushed to your side. "Oi oi, come on now, look alive. More will be coming soon." He let out a nervous laugh not wanting to believe what he was seeing in front of him right now. You'd only gone out for a little drink and joke about in the beautiful rainy day, you both enjoyed running around in the rain so much after all. He tapped your cheek gently trying to keep you conscious as he could see your focus leaving you as fast as your blood was.

He pressed his hand against the open wound in your chest; a pitiful attempt to try slow the bleeding. You cursed yourself for not being more alert of your surroundings when that man crept up behind you and ambushed you by surprise. He shook his head vigorously side to side. His mask hiding most of the unbearable pain behind it. He should've known better than to think it was safe to come back to Liyue so soon after having caused such chaos.

Why the fuck did they have to go for you both though, you were innocent from all this it was him they wanted so why, why?! Why you?! He made a soft 'Tsk' sound from his mouth as he choked back the tears while looking at you. You had little vision left, little time too, but with what little strength you had remaining you lifted your hand up gently and pulled his mask off. Wanting to see his face one last time before you're gone from this world.

Exposing his damp cheeks and red eyes to you, you were able to form the smallest smile at him. "Don't... d-don't leave me Y/N, please..." his voice was barely a whisper now as he remained stiff by your side. "I won't..." You coughed back gently, you didn't even try to sound believable with that; you both knew it was a lie and you were on your way out with only seconds to spare.

You were his everything, he knew you was too good for him from the very beginning, yet you was determined to always be by his side. He knew he was a bad guy, a villain, but with you by his side he was able to feel like someone's hero. You meant fucking everything to him so why did someone so pure have to be taken so soon. You coughed gently once more before choosing your last words carefully, knowing they were to be your last.

"Childe- Ajax, you're not a bad guy. I have and will always love you..." Your voice faded into a whisper and then... nothing. Your eyes closed and your hand that had been against his cheek was now limp, the only reason it was still in its prior place was because Childe himself had been applying slight pressure to keep it there. You were gone now, at rest and probably somewhere much better and further away from this hell.

He looked at your resting face just wishing you'd open your eyes again and say it was all just a big terrible joke. But that wasn't the case, however his broken and torn expression immediately dissolved when he heard the rapid steps growing louder. "There he is! Apprehend him now!" One of the guards shouted to the several others. He quietly apologised to your resting form, letting your hand leave his face and finally rest with the rest of your body, he was also sorry as he wasn't gonna be able to give you the burial you deserved, he wasn't gonna be able to use that ring he'd bought you to propose with, and unknowing to him, you wasn't gonna be able to tell him the good news that he would've been a dad.

He lifted up slowly, hair now soaked and water droplets falling from all over his body. The blood leaving your body had began to swirl and dance with the water pooling against the concrete as the heavy rain showed no signs of slowing down. His mask back in his hand before it found its way back on his face, turning and stepping over to his slung down blades and kicking them up into the air grabbing them. Parting his knees swiftly and getting into his battle ready stance. The mask made him look like the bad guy every one claimed him to be, but underneath was the most broken and tormented boy that they'll never know.

"I'll always love you too Y/N, I am sorry but you're wrong, I've always been a bad guy, I just... I tried to be a better one for you."

Xiao

The sky was ablaze, organe and yellow flickering all over, ember floating up and down softly. It was so hot; unbearably so as you were laying on the wooden floor of the top balcony at the Wangshu Inn, blood spilling out of you and soaking the wood all around you. The fire was growing dangerously closer, but did it matter now? You would be dead in a couple more minutes away.

Had everyone escaped the Inn at least? Was everyone safe? You hoped they were. But it was then you felt an instant gust of cold wind wail past you like a roaring monster and die down the flames that had been encircling you and drawing ever so closer. Your vision was nearly gone and it was hard to make out anything except the smoke and fire, but those blue oni mask eyes were unmistakable, Xiao was above you right now.

His hand was hovering over your cheek, still scared that even now he may cause you more pain than comfort in your fleeting moments. "Y/N wake up. Don't be defeated so easily, this is truly pathetic, even for your standards." Harsh words as always, you knew he was sad and just lashing out, his words were cracking and his voice was wavering in its tone. Was that a sniffle? It was hard to make out among the crackling fire destroying the walls and wood around you and his mask muttering and muffling his already quiet words.

Why did they go for you? They wanted him to become nothing anymore, to just slip away and leave the entire history of Liyue to them. Leave the nation built under Rex Lapis to the incapable feeble hands of mortals. He couldn't ever allow that, he refused to back down so easily. But this? Surprise attacking the Inn and burning it down while taking the only mortal who held something to him away? How sick and lowly of them.

You went to speak but all you could muster was a cough as blood spat out your mouth across your bottom lip, your time was fading fast. He swallowed down and removed his mask, a shake in his hand as he did so, resting his proper gaze on your form one last time, allowing you to see him in his first ever vulnerable state, tears slowly falling from his face, letting his hand slide across your cheek gently, swiping the blood off your soft delicate lip. Why did it hurt him so bad? Why was this reaching so deep within him?

All those times he'd sighed and disappeared to get away from you, all those eye-rolls to your silly jokes and huffs to your tedious and pointless tasks. Why did he feel an ache in his throat when he thought about how he won't ever get to experience those annoying moments again? What was this? It couldn't be. Had he truly fallen in love with a mortal? Impossible, but what else could explain this gut wrenching feeling he had swirling inside him.

Everything was crumbling apart around him but his focus remained on you as you looked at him with those eyes, those same eyes that often stared at him with hope and admiration, now they stared with soft kindness and fleeting wishes. If this was love then he wasn't ready to have it taken from him so soon, but what could he do except watch as you left this world. He gritted his teeth together and his hand clenched tightly round his blood stained spear. This was truly unforgivable. If only he had killed those monsters sooner, got to you quicker... maybe then he could've saved you.

"I..." he began to stutter gentle words out while stroking his thumb delicately across your cheek, why hadn't he just swallowed his pride and touched you sooner? Why hadn't he just admitted this to himself quicker and embraced you. You had always been there for him despite his many harsh rejections, you were nothing but kind and truthful, loyal and honest to him and now? He resented himself for not having taken the chance to love that he had had in his grip for so long. Your vision was gone now and your ears were following quickly behind. "I... Y/N..."

Just spit it out already, before the time runs out for you- "Y/N I love you..." he looked at your face searching for a response but you were gone now. The gods had given you all the time they could spare and unfortunately it wasn't long enough to Xiao. It wasn't fair. He couldn't even let you know how he truly felt before you were ripped from him. Tears rolled down his face faster now, but the sorrow and pain he felt quickly welded into anger and inner rage boiling at the highest temperature.

He frowned deeply, lifting up from your body, hiding his broken expression behind his oni mask once again, shakily breathing in with a deep sigh, the shake in his hands slowly dissolving as his mind set itself onto a new mission, he turned and walked to the banister of the balcony and swiftly lifted up onto the top, looking over the landscape around him as the only place he'd truly ever known as home was burning to ash around him. He turned round taking one last longing look at your lifeless form and then leapt high into the air soaring through the skies, straight for Liyue.

You never wanted this, he knew that, you'd never want him to cause a war over your death, but you wasn't here to talk reason into him anymore. He was never gonna see your annoyingly beautiful face again, and this was all Liyues fault. They had to pay, and if that meant causing a war between humans and Adepti... then so be it.

"Forgive me Y/N, but without you here now, I see no reason to keep caring for these monsters. I'll hope you'll understand when I see you again one day."

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My Next Life as a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom! The Pirate Known as Trouble

there’s new info on the new Otome Game, and with the power of google translate I’ll jot down as much as I can bother to type! (also holy crap this is a Switch game??)

LUXURY LINER X VILLANOUS DAUGHTER X PIRATES!!

Based on the hit original light novel with a cumulative total of over 3.5 million copies sold!

Katarina Claes was reborn as a villainous daughter in an otome game when she hit her head and regained memories of her previous life. SHe struggled to safely a destruction end and seize a happy future.

Sure....! A romantic comedy of avoiding destruction flags is now available as an otome game. The stage of the game is the luxury liner, and the destruction flag is a "Pirate"?! This is the beginning of a new destruction future avoidance story.

GAME STORY

Katarina Claes has memories of her previous life as a high school girl. In the world of "FORTUNE LOVER", she stood in between of the love of the main character, as she was reincarnated as a villainous daughter whose endings only lead to a future of exile or death, but managed to avoid the destruction flags of the game safely.

It was during spring break that Katarina and her brother Keith participated in the completion show of the luxury liner "Vinklem", joined by Prince Geordo and the other members of the student council who were all also invited as guests, and was on board as it sailed gracefully over the sea.

However, during such a good event, the Vinklem, was suddenly attacked and hijacked by pirates, and Katarina was left on the boat on house arrest.

It seems to have something to do with a "Katarina's ruin episode that was not adopted in the main story" that was included in the fan book for FORTUNE LOVER and that this is part of the destruction flag that has happened in the story.

Can Katarina safely return to Sorcier? A new destruction flag avoidance comedy is about to begin! (more info below)

Game-Original Capture Targets

Rozy Lin

Kind, foreign Engineer

"Would you like to eat this? i don't know if it suits your taste but please"

An engineer from the Kingdom of *Quid. Boarded as part of the maintenance staff of the cruise. Becomes friends with Katarina, due to her love for sweets.

Silva

The White Pavilion Devil

"I can't escape from the top of the ship anyway. It's better to be quiet, isn't it?"

Captain of the Weiss Pirates, who haunts the Bran area where sea fogs occur. His words and actions are rough and he has extraordinary strength.

CHARACTERS

Katarina Claes (cannot be renamed)

Otome Game Villainess (CV Maaya Uchida)

"Because it looks really good. I wonder which one I should eat first"

The only daughter of the Claes Family. Has the face of a villainess. After regaining the memories of her previous life, goes from selfish daughter to a problem child full of wild taste. Loves to eat.

Geordo Stuart

The Sadistic Fiancée of Katarina (CV Aoi Shouta)

"After this, it's a promise to dance with me. Don't dance with anyone other than me and wait like a good girl”

The third prince of the Kingdom of Sorcier. Although he is an orthodox prince with soft eyes, he has a dark personality and is in love with Katarina.

Keith Claes

The sexy adopted brother (CV Kakihara Tetsuya)

"I've always told you not to accept sweets from strangers, and you can't follow them either"

Katarina's adopted younger brother. He was supposed to live a distorted life in loneliness, but he met Katarina and steadily grew to be a good young man.

Alan Stuart

Geordo's twin brother (CV Tatsuhisa Suzuki)

"Nah D-you! Don't touch me so freely like that!"

Geordo's twin brother and fourth prince. He used to hate his brother, he overcame it thanks to Katarina

Nicole Ascart

The son of the Prime Minister with a devilish charm (CV Yoshitsugu Matsuoka)

"But I wanted to thank you... Thank you"

The man has a doll-like appearance. He is expressionless except when he is in front of his family, but he fell in love with Katarina and opened his heart to others.

Mary Hunt

Alan's fiancee and a Perfect Noblewoman (CV Miho Okasaka )

The fourth daughter of a Marquis family. Although she was timid when she was young, she met Katarina and became the perfect woman.

Sophia Ascart

Nicol's younger sister (CV Inori Minase)

Became a friend of Katarina after bonding over novels. HAs a feel good and gentle personality.

Maria Campbell

Main character of FORTUNE LOVER (CV Saori Hayami)

A special girl who was born a commoner but has special magical powers. Her hobby is making sweets

The “IF STORY” that branches from the original game

The story of the hijacked Luxury Liner

The story is set in the Vinklem, a luxury liner for the wealthy, jointly developed by the Kingdom of Sorcier, where Katarina lives, and the Kingdom of Quid, an invention powerhouse across the sea. The onboard facilities that incorporate the magical technology of the Kingdom of Sorcier are not only a comfortable living space, but also a full range of entertainment facilities such as restaurants and libraries. Was it the Vice Pirates, who are rumored to be haunting the Bran waters off the route?

It's supposed to be an elegant cruise on a luxury liner, but it's going to be a thrilling development of game original characters that you can't escape!

POINT CHECK!

This work is a game original story that depicts the events of the spring break of the first year of the school where Katarina safely avoided the destruction flag of the otome game world (main story "FORTUNE LOVER"). Up to the second volume in the original novel, The official manga will the one up till Volume 4, and the animation will be the time axis after the end of the first season.

#my next life as a villainess #hamefura #hamehura #bakarina #destruction flag otome #i reincarnated into an otome game as a villainess with only destruction flags #my next life as a villianess all routes lead to doom #hamefura spinoff #katarina claes #keith claes #geordo stuart #gerald stuart #Mary Hunt #alan stuart #nicol ascart #maria campbell #sophia ascart #mh talks #i typed this for two hours i didnt not expect this to be that long

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thisweekingundamwing · 3 years

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This Week in Gundam Wing 23-29 May 2021

I’m so on the ball with this lately... >_> Sorry. Here’s this week’s roundup! May 23rd - 29th!

Remember to give your content creators some love! Be sure to join in on the events at the bottom! And remember to send in any new works you see or make next week!

~Mod Hel

Fanfiction/Snippets/AU Ideas:

@bobo-is-tha-bomb

The Preventer Calendar https://archiveofourown.org/works/31561295

Gen, Reader, Heero Yuy, Duo Maxwell, Trowa Barton, Quatre Raberba Winner, Chang Wufei, Zechs Merquise, OC - Character

Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, Humor, Partial Nudity, Reader-Insert, Nudity, A teeny hint of TrowaxReader, Rating because of some gratuitous nudity on Trowa's side

Twelve models, twelve shoots, twelve different locations in the Ardennes, and all of it in two fucking days. Because Preventer couldn’t spare you their agents any longer than that.

Why had you agreed to do this project again?

It's all for the arts.

boxofhatebrains

Helping Hand https://archiveofourown.org/works/31620146

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy

Explicit, No Archive Warnings Apply, Light Angst, Comfort/Angst, Minor Injuries, Implied/Referenced Blow Jobs, Not Gundam Wing: Frozen Teardrop Compliant, after series, Flirting, Not Beta Read, slight reference to Episode Zero, Swearing

Duo realizes that Heero comes around whenever he damn well feels like it. They’ve been in contact for the last seven years after the Mariemaia incident, but generally at Heero’s own whim. Duo stays in the same place, it’s Heero who gravitates.

This time is no different.

@duointherain

Silent Menace https://duointherain.tumblr.com/post/652120818915115009/fic-silent-menace-11

1x2x1

Warnings: Mute Duo. Drugged and injured Heero.

Une always had the dark side of the job. She’d let others give out goodness, but bad news she owned herself. Duo had come to the conclusion that she was trying to take responsibility, trying to be a decent person. He could vibe with that.

@lifeaftermeteor

Touched by the Stars (Ch. 7) https://archiveofourown.org/works/26314657/chapters/77885468

M/M, Chang Wufei/Duo Maxwell, Chang Wufei/Heero Yuy, Trowa Barton/Chang Wufei, Chang Wufei/Quatre Raberba Winner

Explicit, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, thar be porn, Dubious Consent, Aliens, Alien Abduction, Alternate Universe, mention of MPREG, everyone takes a turn with Wufei, alien anatomy and interesting dicks, Tentacles, Monster Boys, Slime, Double Cocks, Cum Inflation, Knotting, Oral, multiple dicks, Xeno, Spitroasting, Oviposition, Body Modification, Polyamory, Unbirthing, Triple Penetration, Cervical Penetration

University instructor Chang Wufei didn't even believe in aliens, much less intentionally attract their attention. But that doesn't mean much when they decided he'd be the ideal final mate for their group and scoop him off of the planet to take home to their queen. Enjoying him on the trip there, of course.

@noirangetrois

Of the Sea (Ch. 10) https://archiveofourown.org/works/12749670/chapters/78205124

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy

Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, fairytale my way, Meroctopus!Dorothy, Slow Burn, Multi POV, POV Third Person Limited, merman au, MerMay, Fantasy Politics, mentions of abuse, Unnatural November

Heero Yuy will soon be reaching the age of majority, at which time he will ascend the throne of Wingaria. Before such time, he must needs choose a bride. But what if there are no good choices? What if someone else has captured his heart?

The Story of Wrong (Ch. 8) https://archiveofourown.org/works/13849020/chapters/77856332

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Heero Yuy

Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Duo POV, Angst, Drama, Tragedy, Spoilers, very dark, Heero and Duo don’t die, I promise, Yaoi, slowburn, Mental Instability, Mental Health Issues, Mental Breakdown, If those are in any way an issue for you then go ahead and skip this, Eventual Smut, VERY eventual, this is mostly canon-compliant but I’ve changed a couple things here and there

Duo recounts his experiences during the war in order to explain… well, why he was wrong.

simulacraryn

love me like (tomorrow we’re) stardust https://archiveofourown.org/works/31458119/chapters/77811359

M/F, Treize Khushrenada/Lady Une

Treize Khushrenada, Lady Une, Original Characters, Hot Dog (gundam wing)

Explicit, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Angst, Near Death Experiences, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, unredeemable villain, Sex, Smut, consent is fucking sexy, Spoiler: He wore the Astro Suit at last!, Newtypes (Gundam Wing), no predators or prey here, intact brains

The World Nation would face off against the White Fang to bring about an end to all conflict between the Colonies and Earth. The plan had called for the bitter end of the last bastion of the old regime, Treize Khushrenada. However, as with every play on the stage of war, the actors have chosen to adlib. Effectively throwing the course of history off the rails, the director finds himself faced with a new road to choose.

@zaganthi

Jiu Jie https://archiveofourown.org/works/31413956

M/M, M/F, Duo Maxwell/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Duo Maxwell; Duo Maxwell/Hilde Schbeiker

Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Relationship Negotiation; Polyamorous Character; Quatre Raberba’s Uchuu no Kokoro | Space Heart; Aged-Up Character(s); Newtypes (Gundam Wing); Past Relationship(s); Jealousy; Awkward Flirting; Bathing/Washing; Cuddling & Snuggling; Museums; talking about feelings; Psychic Bond; Dealing with exes; Ex Sex; Colonists exploring earth

Hilde waved goodbye as she left and Duo went to look for Treize and Quatre. What the hell was wrong with him. His body seemed to be saying yes but his mind was definitely not in that space at all. What the everlasting hell was going on. He wanted to see her again but why?

Treize passed him a picture of tree frogs, apparently feeling the confusion as Duo half jogged through the aquarium to catch back up. What the hell. Just what the hell.

It took him a while to get there, but the moment he got close, Quatre saw him, beamed a happy smile and the link opened up with a rush and he was surrounded again in emotional warmth. It was addictive and a relief, and there wasn’t, there wasn’t any recrimination from either of them. Just run off and see an old flame, it’s cool, we’ll be here when you get back vibes.

Lebensmüde https://archiveofourown.org/works/31413278

M/M, Duo Maxwell/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Quatre Raberba Winner; Treize Khushrenada/Duo Maxwell

Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Aged-Up Character(s); Quatre Raberba’s Uchuu no Kokoro | Space Heart; Newtypes (Gundam Wing); Preventers (Gundam Wing); Cameos; Therapy; Aftermath of Torture; Aftermath of Violence; Rape Aftermath; Physical Disability; Gratuitous Smut; Psychic Bond; Psychic Abilities; Domestic; Injury Recovery

Treize remembered the discussion of gunpowder residue on his head; it was one of the things John had been livid about after everything, and unable to explain any more than Treize had at the time. Seeing it written down… was something else. Treize closed the book over his finger, gently tapping it on his thigh as he looked up at Quatre.

“The first hot chocolate of the season,” Quatre said sitting down next to him, comfort flowing over the link. “I really wanted something sweet.” He paused. “I can feel something is…oh.” He noticed the book in Treize’s hand.

“Adding to the list of things we need to probably talk about,” he said quietly, contemplating it as he reached with his other hand to take the cocoa. “Have you written everything up?”

Fanart/Crafts/Photo Manips:

@2pcbart

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31618103

Recollect - Trowa/WuFei, comic style

@alphaikaros

https://alphaikaros.tumblr.com/post/651358650733150208/little-angry-boi

WuFei Chang, fanart

@bettertasting

https://bettertasting.tumblr.com/post/652303436314017792/something-spicy-for-the-dash-im-really-digging

Heero/Duo, fanart, nsfw

@bobo-is-tha-bomb

https://bobo-is-tha-bomb.tumblr.com/post/652089738925359104/%F0%9D%98%9B%F0%9D%98%A9%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%B4-%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%B4-%F0%9D%98%97%F0%9D%98%B3%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%B7%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%AF%F0%9D%98%B5%F0%9D%98%A6%F0%9D%98%B3-%F0%9D%98%9E%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%AF%F0%9D%98%A5-%F0%9D%98%A4%F0%9D%98%A2%F0%9D%98%AD%F0%9D%98%AD%F0%9D%98%AA%F0%9D%98%AF%F0%9D%98%A8-zechs-merquise

Tallgeese, gunpla

https://bobo-is-tha-bomb.tumblr.com/post/652448694036316160/sd-wing-gundam-ew

Wing, gunpla

@judaru

https://judaru.tumblr.com/post/651257960922857472/im-20-years-late-but-ive-been-reading-a-lot-of

Duo Maxwell, fanart

@keiko1183

https://keiko1183.tumblr.com/post/652327422940807168/completed-with-pencils-might-be-doing-the-acrylics

Trowa/Quatre, fanart

@not-so-dead-fandoms

https://not-so-dead-fandoms.tumblr.com/post/651085636504272896/mermay-01

Heero Yuy, fanart

https://not-so-dead-fandoms.tumblr.com/post/651494132071661568/mermay-02-duo-as-a-betta-fish-merlad

Duo Maxwell, fanart

https://not-so-dead-fandoms.tumblr.com/post/652283083819810816/mermay-03-of-course-i-made-trowa-a-clownfish

Trowa Barton, fanart

@pineappleglazedham

https://pineappleglazedham.tumblr.com/post/651759824584966144

Trieze/Une, fanart, fanfiction, playlist

Photosets/Gifsets/Screenshots/Manga Pages:

@clair-audients

https://clair-audients.tumblr.com/post/652114120696594432

Wing & Altron, gif

@disturbed02girl

https://disturbed02girl.tumblr.com/post/617456995130294273/thoughtful-quatre-thursday

Quatre, manga page

@meggie-stardust

https://meggie-stardust.tumblr.com/post/652350439669547008/same-energy

Epyon is an icon.

Fandom Discourse:

@bobo-is-tha-bomb

https://bobo-is-tha-bomb.tumblr.com/post/651423437954433024/a-homage-to-the-reader-insert

Reader Insert Homage

@cuteciboulette

https://cuteciboulette.tumblr.com/post/652076342033170432/shinigamis-coming-to-town-d-duo-just

Duo Maxwell, doujinshi

Quotes:

@incorrectgundamwingquotes

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/652102805897805825/in-the-groupchat-trowa-why-tf-do-we-have-20

Trowa & WuFei

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/652356366558806016/heero-yeah-but-as-far-as-plans-go-this-is-not-a

Heero & Quatre

https://incorrectgundamwingquotes.tumblr.com/post/651830976331251712/duo-gesturing-to-heero-dont-worry-weve-got-an

Duo, Heero, & WuFei

Calendar Events:

@gundamzine

Rhythm Generation 2021

Meet the Mods: https://gundamzine.tumblr.com/post/636708854145613824/come-on-over-a-meet-your-2021-zine-mod-team-head

Check out the blog for the Zine schedule!

@gundam-wing-pride

Gundam Wing Pride 2k21 https://gundam-wing-pride.tumblr.com/post/648237909672083456/incoming-transmission-faq

A Beautiful Rainbow of Prompts https://gundam-wing-pride.tumblr.com/post/649898271517573120/a-beautiful-rainbow-of-prompts

@gwartserver

Month of WuFei https://gwartserver.tumblr.com/post/649995521569767424/month-of-wufei

Shooting Stars (online convention) https://gwartserver.tumblr.com/post/650013463432888320/once-upon-a-time-lifeaftermeteor-and-myself

@gwcocktailfriday

Cocktail Fridays!

Post responses on Friday, during Happy Hour between 3 & 5 pm in your own timezone.

Here’s the prompt for Friday, !

In need of Summer/Fall(Autumn) prompts!

(I’ll um... fix these when I have time to find more prompts.)

@gwlemonyshenanigans

May 23rd’s Submissions https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/651999227800600576/may-23rd-submission

May 24th’s Submissions https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/652131130827571200/may-24th-submissions

May 25th’s Submissions https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/652252350922342400/may-25th-submissions

May 26th’s Submissions https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/652312096032342016/may-26th-submissions

May 27th’s Submissions https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/652433653693136896/may-27th-submissions

May 28th’s Submissions https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/652434486286548992/may-28th-submission

May 29th’s Submissions https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/652648408588353536/may-29th-submissions

Friday Spotlight! https://gwlemonyshenanigans.tumblr.com/post/652439213602684928/the-lastspotlight-friday

@oztober-rust

Welcome to Oztober Rust

We’re an up and coming Gundam Wing event with a slight twist! This page is still a work in progress, but you’re welcome to join us over on discord and get a feel for the event.

Have discord, will fan. https://oztober-rust.tumblr.com/post/647568110262566912/i-see-a-nice-and-steady-following-we-do-have-a

@seasons-of-gundamwing

Summer Event Voting https://seasons-of-gundamwing.tumblr.com/post/646220556727877633/seasons-of-gundamwing-okay-wingers-its-time-to

@thisweekingundamevents

Events Calendar https://thisweekingundamevents.tumblr.com/post/644080386309275648/events-calendar-update

If you are hosting an event currently, or are planning on one, hit us up with links and dates! We’ll add them to the Calendar and reblog your notices to get the word out!

#Gundam Wing #This Week in Gundam Wing #Weekly Roundup #23-29 May 2021 #(it's late again... but not as late as my last one)

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thatfilthyanimal · 3 years

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Writing Megamind

This post made me think of something I hadn’t realized I was consciously deciding to include for years, so I figure I’d share! When I write Megamind, either via fic or RP, his outfit gets mentioned a lot. It’s almost silly because he’s mostly in his main villain outfit by default and can often be assumed to be wearing just that, but there IS a reason I bring it up!

Full villain outfit + spikes/collar - He’s either feeling prickly and wants people to distance from him, or he’s in his manic state of embracing supervillainy and is playing his part. Both are pretty standard and the rest of his actions and body language decide which one it is to the reader.

When you take him out of this typical movie setting, and pull his walls down, that changes!

Megamind in the villain outfit minus the spikey parts - Not prickly right now. The spikes are off, and he’s vulnerable and knows it. He is either a) not planning to leave the lair, b) is around someone he very much wants to trust not to hurt him, or c) feeling very comfortable with whatever situation he’s in.

Casual wear / Showing skin - He’s aware that he looks very alien and that people generally aren’t okay with that, so showing skin gets difficult for him. Especially if you adhere to the headcanon of him hating that he’s alien and deeply wishing to be “normal��. He usually won’t go this route when it comes to dress, and especially not publicly. Casual wear like button-up shirts are not common and typically a sign of something bigger going on. Either he’s planning to be holed up in the lair for a long while, or whomever he’s with is someone he’s putting a lot of trust into. Again, without the spikes and leather he is extremely vulnerable, and him putting these things aside for being around someone else casually is typically a big deal.

NSFW headcanons, which I will leave very vague/brief here-- villain outfit being left on in some fashion implies needing to have some level control in his situation, and lack of clothing is submission and willingness to give up the reigns of control to someone. Honestly, probably the biggest show of trust he can give. (Probably also why he's commonly written as being submissive with Roxanne?)

I really lean hard into the “show, don’t tell” side of writing and I have no idea if it works-- I don’t exactly try to follow guidelines of how to write “correctly” or anything. But in complicated and complex characters like Megamind, it’s important to consider his comfort level in situations with just about everything. Ignoring his comfort can lead to situations where he is easier to freak out and panic, and that may not be what you’re going for in your story. Or worse, it may just make him seem out of character and make your fic less pleasant to read for folks like moi who put a lot of emphasis on this part of him. If you find him hard to write, keep his comfort level in mind, it’ll make things a lot easier! His moods are often unstable and considering his comfort will help direct him where he needs to be for a scene (though this isn’t foolproof, I do have a hard time getting him into certain situations I’d love him to be in, because it just won’t work for him in whatever state he’s in).

(And on that note, if you are struggling to get him into a situation in a way that still feels in character, congrats! You’re paying attention! If you feel resistance writing him in a situation because it doesn’t feel “right”, that is a good sign. Find another way to get him into the situation you’re going for.)

Personally I prefer things like moods being explained via expression/posture over being told what emotion a character is feeling. This is probably a BPD thing in my case, because I spend a lot of time reading people by their outward moods and expressions. This is also probably why I love the character so much-- the animators did a superb job with showing vs. telling, and Megamind is clearly an expressive and complicated character. I can tell what he’s feeling in any scene he’s in, and that’s some damn quality art if I say so myself!

While I’m here, let’s bring up the villain persona. In my headcanon, it’s a face. It’s a safety net he falls into regularly. It’s not all he knows, but sometimes it’s all he wants to know. So you get situations where, he feels uncomfortable, and he slips into the villain face and talks darker, gets showier, grins and cackles and postures more, and sends out threats. He also may slip into naming people formally from his career, like calling Roxanne “Miss Ritchi” despite their romantic status not needing it, or calling Wayne “Metro Man / Metro Mahn”. He may also mispronounce things more-- either intentionally or unintentionally.

If anyone ever needs characterization advice for him, I’m happy to help, so never be afraid to ask! I spent a lot of time trying to wrap my head around him for the sake of the old tumblr RP, and I’m happy to share any advice that might help others write him more effectively. :D I’ve been told I write him very well, so I promise I’m not trying to be smug here, lol! I really do enjoy writing him. He’s a challenge and it’s very fun!

#Megamind #Dreamworks #Dreamworks Animation #ollo I am full of useless information about a blue man #how are you

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lowkeyaesthvtic · 4 years

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Brainless - KINKTOBER Day 3

Day 3: Mind Control

Fandom: MHA (My Hero Academia)

Pairing: Shinsou x Kaminari

Summary: Kaminari’s having a stressful time with his Pro Hero work. Shinsou has the perfect solution.

Word Count: 2,209

Prompt by: @lustyargonianmaid

NOTES: CHARACTERS ARE 18+

Shinsou immediately took off his mask as he entered his apartment. He huffed a sigh of relief as he completed his first week of Pro-Hero patrolling. He thought it’d be the same as some of the sidekick work he completed with Aizawa during his third year at UA, but it was nowhere near the sort. It was nothing he couldn’t handle, but he was more than happy to be at home for the weekend. He was more than ready to spend the next two days relaxing with his beloved boyfriend and hero partner. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Shinsou heard Kaminari nearly shouting in frustration, something that was incredibly rare and out of character for the budding hero. “No, officer I promise you I sent the report in last night! No, seriously, don’t put me on hold. I promise you I can -” Shinsou had guessed that the officer on the phone had gone against Kaminari’s wishes, considering the next phrase Kaminari spoke was barely understandable, but incredibly audible. Shinsou calmly stripped off most of his hero costume, leaving him in a black shirt and black pants. He slowly walked over to their shared bedroom and tapped on the door.

“Denki? I’m home.” He spoke as he opened the door, concerned by what he saw. Loads of papers scattered across their in-bedroom office desk and a rarely angry Kaminari about to throw his phone to the ground. Kaminari turned his head to see Shinsou coming in and near instantly tried to cover up his anger.

“Hitoshi! Hey, babe! How was patrolling?”

“Well, I’m glad it’s the weekend. What’s more important is what’s going on with you. You’re never angry, D.” Kaminari tried once more to shrug everything off, giving a look to say that everything was going fine. But Shinsou could see straight through him, his boyfriend was never good at lying about whether or not he was fine.

“I filled out this super long incident report from a hostage situation last week to send into the police station. Now they’re saying they never received it. So I have to do the whole damn thing all over again before the villains’ trial or the station’s going to get a whole bunch of bad publicity. That, of which, will fall onto me. They’ll never want to help me with a mission again!” Kaminari rambled to the point of speed talking as he paced around the room, as if his boyfriend wasn’t with him. Shinsou walked over towards Kaminari and placed his hands firmly on his shoulders, holding the shorter one in place.

“Denki, breathe. You’ll short circuit if you work yourself up this much.” His voice was low and rough when he spoke, but Kaminari understood the genuine concern underneath. He sighed and slowly walked over to the bed, letting himself fall and lay face flat on top of the comforter. It humored Shinso a bit, seeing how Kaminari was able to make such a joke out of his own emotions. Regardless of that, he was still incredibly concerned. He walks over to the bed and lays down on his back, turning his head to face Kaminari. “Have you ever thought of taking a break?”

“You can’t just take a break from being a hero. I have to be responsible now. Not gonna lie, it kind of sucks! It makes me miss the days at UA where I could go brainless and not feel like I’m risking people’s lives by doing so.” Brainless. That word immediately gave Shinsou an idea. He’d have to ask first, make sure everything was okay with Kaminari and that he’d feel comfortable with whatever would happen. But if he was okay with it, Shinsou had something he would love to try.

“Maybe you can’t take a break for long. But, I might have an idea on how to make you feel better.” Shinsou cooed, his low, raspy voice slowly nearing Kaminari’s ear. He leaned upward from the bed and sat gently atop the other’s lower back, beginning to knead into his tense shoulders. Kaminari let out an exhale at the contact, needing something...anything to distract him from the discourse going on in his mind.

“What were you thinking?” Poor Kaminari. So incredibly oblivious. Shinsou ran a hand through the yellow hair, raising another sigh of content from the hero beneath him. He slowly lowered his hands back down to Kaminari’s shoulders, then his back, then his lower back.

“Well, clearly this paperwork thing has you stressed out. You said you missed the times where you could go brainless and feel no judgement. What you seem to have forgotten, Denki, is that you have an amazing boyfriend who knows how to do just that.” Kaminari paused, turning his head to the side so he could face Shinsou as much as possible. They had talked before about using their quirks in the bedroom, even went through with using Kaminari’s, but they had never had a thorough conversation about using Shinsou’s quirk in that way. He definitely wouldn’t mind it. He was already the more submissive one so it’s not like much would change. But a part of him longed for that warm, fuzzy feeling he’d get after going too many rounds. That mix of pain and pleasure where your head feels like it’s in the clouds and you can barely form a proper sentence. To feel like that the entire time? Sounded good to him.

“You’re talking about brainwashing me and then fucking me...right?” Kaminari spoke candidly, earning a small laugh from the other. Shinsou hopped off of Kaminari and used his strength to turn the shorter one onto his back.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking. Is that okay with you?” Kaminari’s breath hitched at the sudden movements. But as soon as he looked up at Shinsou, who glared down at him with the perfect mix of gentle admiration and fiery lust, he could already feel himself getting hard. Without a second thought, Kaminari leaned up and began stripping off his shirt. He leaned up and collided his lips with Shinsou’s, gently cupping his face as he did so.

“Fuck yeah, it’s okay with me.” Kaminari quickly responded before smashing their lips together once more. He didn’t want it right away, though. He wanted to feel his partner grow more and more feral, knowing it’d make the payoff that much better. Shinsou started stripping off his clothes as well, inviting his tongue into Kaminari’s mouth. The two couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. Kaminari went to wrap his arms around Shinsou’s neck, but was pushed down onto the bed in the blink of an eye. The psychic hero quickly stripped off his pants, leaving him only in boxers. He slowly snaked up Kaminari’s body, kissing and sucking on his exposed skin before getting to the waistline of the other’s pants. He looks up at Kaminari, a little hesitant at what they’re about to do.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this? Because once I start, you won’t be able to do anything unless I tell you to.”

“Yeah, I’m okay with it! You know what I like and what I don’t. I trust you, ‘Toshi.” Kaminari smiled as he responded. Damn, Shinsou loved that smile. There was something about the way Kaminari’s usually positive attitude contrasted his quiet and rough demeanor. An ‘opposites attract’ sort of thing that others were confused about when the pair first made things official. But it was beautiful to them. Shinsou took a deep breath, ready to activate his quirk; the second Kaminari answered his next question.

“So, are you going to let me in?” Kaminari gulped, both nervous and excited about what was about to happen. He’d feel everything, but he knew it’d be different. Would he even be able to say anything? It didn’t matter. He needed the stress relief and he needed it now.

“Yeah, I’m -” Kaminari’s response was interrupted with his own choked breath as the quirk flipped a switch in his brain. It felt weird at first. His head leaned back as he felt all the tension in his body leaving him. His head felt light and fuzzy, like a freezing body being covered with a blanket. Nothing but a pure wave of relief. Shinsou smiled, tucking a strand of his boyfriend’s hair behind his now blank and pliant face.

“God, you’re beautiful like this. Why don’t you take these boxers off and stroke yourself for me, baby.” Kaminari immediately followed his words, not like he’d be able to do anything else. An uncontrollable sigh left his lips as Kaminari began stroking, starting slow at first. Shinsou snaked up the boy’s body and stripped off his boxers, letting his hard on free itself. “I’m gonna fuck that pretty mouth of yours so well, baby. You’re gonna take me in your mouth, aren’t you?” As he heard those words, Kaminari wrapped his lips around the length and began working his tongue everywhere he could, his mind relishing in the pleased grunts coming from the man above him. As Shinsou began to thrust into Kaminari’s mouth, the electric hero instinctively picked up his stroking pace.

Their moans quickly began to fill the room. Kaminari unable to hold back and Shinsou unable to give a shit about who heard the two of them. “I’d ask how you were feeling, but you can’t talk with my cock in your mouth, can you?” Shinsou groaned out, his thrusts growing rougher and less rhythmic. He wanted more, so much more. He had to be inside Kaminari and he had to be inside of him soon. Much to both of their disappointment, Shinsou took his cock out of Kaminari’s mouth as he leaned over to grab a bottle of lube from their dresser drawer. He placed the bottle in Kaminari’s hand and leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Here’s what I want you to do. You’re going to lube up those fingers and fuck yourself open for me, and I’m going to stroke this cock while I watch. You won’t stop until I say so. You won’t come until I say so. And don’t hold back, I love the noises you make for me.” That last sentence earned a moaned cry from the other. He felt so fuzzy and light in his head, but his body felt like it was going to sink into the bed. If he weren’t so focused on pleasing himself and his boyfriend, Kaminari swore he’d be able to fall asleep like this. He followed every one of Shinsou’s requests, his pleasure spiking as he felt his own fingers enter him.

Seeing Kaminari so obedient only made Shinsou want him more. He began to stroke himself, watching every inch of Kaminari’s twitch and tense up as he moved his fingers in and out. Neither of them started off gently, wanting nothing more than to reach that peak of release. Shinsou’s grunts became especially loud, signalling that he was close to release. But he wouldn’t let himself come before getting to feel Kaminari’s tight hole clench around him. “Stop, baby. You’re open and ready for me, aren’t you?” Yes, Kaminari thought to himself. I am more than ready...please. He wanted to scream and beg so badly, yet he couldn’t say a word. Shinsou looked down at Kaminari’s lubed up hole, biting his lip in anticipation. Shinsou lined his cock up to the entrance, slowly thrusting into Kaminari inch by inch. Kaminari, unable to hold back his noises, yelped in a mix of pain and pleasure. With barely any movement, he could already feel the tingly, bubbly feeling of release rising in his stomach. He didn’t know how much longer he’d last. Once Shinsou had fully entered him, he began to slowly move in and out. He didn’t want to be slow, however. He craved the faces his boyfriend made when his mind was being blown. “God, you’re so tight around me. How good does it feel, baby?”

“S-so....hot. S-so good.” Given he was asked to speak, Kaminari was relieved to finally tell his partner how amazing everything felt. The pleasure coursing through his veins was thicker than his own blood. He even started to feel small sparks of electricity crackling around his body, heightening every sensation. Shinsou noticed this electricity, nearly getting shocked by the volts surrounding them.

“You’re going to short circuit, aren’t you? Get all dumb for me? That’s exactly what you wanted, darling. I promise you you’ll get it.” Shinsou could barely get these words up as he started to thrust rougher and deeper into Kaminari, brushing up against his prostate. Their moans skyrocketed as the two reached their climax together, Kaminari bringing a mild shock to the both of them as they did so. Tired and pleasure-filled, Shinsou lifted the control on Kaminari and collapsed next to him on the bed.

“‘Toshi….h-holy shit.”

“Better?”

“S-so much better..I can b-barely speak.” Shinsou laughed as he went to grab a towel, cleaning Kaminari off with gentle care. He laid back down next to the younger hero and covered the both of them with a blanket as he snuggled close next to him.

“Good. Get some sleep, baby, we’ll worry about your paperwork later.”

#mha #bnha #mha smut #bnha smut #shinsou hitoshi #kaminari denki #shinsou x denki #shinsou hitoshi smut #kaminari denki smut #shinsou x denki smut #kinktober #kinktober 2020

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bccrsk · 4 years

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#protectAdora2020

Felt cute, thought I'd post this analysis I wrote a while ago, but I held off because of screenshots, but now I'm too busy to do that soooo.......have fun reading :D -----

The tragedies of Adora's character are rooted in the concepts of identity and choice and what it means to love and accept yourself. You can even say Adora's identity crisis closely parallels that of say, a young queer person from an oppressive background struggling to embrace their sexuality and who they are.

One of the first facets of Adora's identity is chipped away when she realizes the Horde is evil. She has a rude awakening that the people she knew, the people she looked up to, her family, have all been lying to her. Everything she'd known in her life up to this point was a lie. Because she loves Catra so profoundly, she assumes when she tells Catra the 'truth' that she will turn tail and run away with Adora. When Catra does not and reveals that she knew all along what the Horde was doing, it rips another piece of her identity away. In her mind, her best friend isn't who she thought, and it hurts. In Promise, she gets a glimmer of hope, but their trauma and memories tear them apart because Light Hope wanted Adora to let go of Catra. To activate the Heart, you can't have a heart. Even then, Adora's never fully let go. Note that Adora had no choice but to grow up in the Horde— it's all she's ever known yet her dedication to morals and ideals are so powerful she's able to defect without thinking of the person she loves the most. "I had no choice— I couldn't go back," she says. Ironically, this is one of the few times Adora actually did make a choice, and in her mind, later on, it blew up in her face.

Another piece of Adora's identity is broken away when she learns the truth about her origins: she is not of Etheria; Adora had a family, and she was taken from them without choice. Learning this devastates her for two reasons: 1) people have lied to her again, and 2) she feels robbed of a life that could have been because she never wanted to be a hero. We see this in how she tries intimidating Shadow Weaver— "Tell me the truth, for once." One thing that sticks out in this scene is when SW says, "or perhaps you would have preferred the comfort of lies." SW raised Adora, and she knows how dedicated Adora was to the Horde when she did not see the truth. Adora saw how Catra was treated and yet did not believe the Horde was evil again because, in the Horde, you don't get to form an opinion or identity— you are a soldier and nothing more. The only foundation to build herself on was a higher purpose/goal, which was to free Etheria from the Princesses. So yea, when Shadow Weaver tells her the truth and when Light Hope confirms that SW was, for once, not lying, she's at a loss. The few times people actually tell her the truth are plagued with drastic consequences. She's so demoralized that she chooses to venture to the Crimson Waste, a place known for being barren, deadly and somewhere no one visits willingly. When Huntara betrayed her, Adora was so devastated because it was finally her chance to get answers for herself— to not have to rely on others to reveal her destiny. Then she gets kidnapped, it all goes to shit, and everyone is sad (aka me).

Adora learning she had been robbed of a chance for a happy life devastates her. You can see this clearly when she screams at Light Hope, "Don't I get a choice?" to which Light Hope responds— "You do not get to choose. You are chosen." Recall when Mara says, "I never wanted to be a hero,"—Adora, at this point, is in the exact same boat. She never wanted to be a hero; she was living up to expectations thrust upon her. She was doing what people thought she should be doing. None of this was her choice. She never wanted to leave Catra. She never asked for this. Catra describes Adora as "earnest, naive, ridiculously easy to manipulate," and the fact that Catra herself pointed this out shows just how well anyone who really knows Adora can work her. Adora's impulsive nature is also positively reinforced throughout the series— she finds the sword, defects and is rewarded with new friends, a new home, and a life she never dreamed she could have.

Adora's abuse had such lasting impact because it preyed on her naivety and dedication to her morals and ideals; she must do this to serve the greater good, she must be useful or else what good is she? It damaged her psyche so negatively that even Razz comments, "You ran into the woods and asked the first old lady you saw what you should do." Ironically enough, when she punches Catra in the portal, she says, "You made your choice— now live with it!" When you really think about it, though, did they really get to make any choices based on what they wanted? Yes, Adora chose to defect, yes Catra pulled the lever. But is that what they wanted? Earlier on in the portal episode, she comments, "Catra, this can't be what you wanted!" The thing is, even Adora doesn't know what she wants at this point; Adora is doing what she thinks she should be doing because Light Hope bent the truth. Which brings me to...

The final piece of her identity that's chipped away is when she learns the truth about the Heart of Etheria— that she was not chosen to be a savior but to be the key to a superweapon whose sole purpose is destroying worlds in the name of 'peace.' This piece shattering comes to a head when she, for the first time, defies her predetermined destiny. She essentially breaks her sense of duty because, in Mara's words, "you can save the world we love." This is intentional; Mara could have said, "you can save Etheria!" but she instead chose to go for the heart. It's because of this love, not factions, or artificial ideals that she's able to overpower all the magic on Etheria.

While this may seem extreme given that she's lost in the past against less threatening enemies, it actually makes perfect sense. When Mara tells Adora the truth about the Heart, she says Adora "will be more powerful than they ever planned." We get the first hint of this on Beast Island when she overpowers her fears and insecurities to save her friends, who she loves. The second glimpse we get of this is when she overwhelms Light Hope and even gives Light Hope enough strength to defy her own programming— all because Light Hope loved Mara. And when she awakens the She-Ra within, it will be because she loves you-know-who (NOT VOLDEMORT).

I'm going to take a brief tangent, now—think about where Adora was raised: the Horde. Now think about how she left everything behind because she realizes the Horde is evil and found the Sword of Protection— aka a First One's artifact. Now think about how she left everything behind to become She-Ra for the 'greater good.' Think about Adora's reaction when she found out she was a First One. Now think about how the First Ones turned out to be not such good people after all. Next, go ahead and think about how Adora is going to grapple with the fact that the ideologies of the place she was born and the place she was raised in completely clash with her own. Though we know She-Ra isn't actually a nefarious being, Adora does not. In Adora's mind, if the First Ones made the Sword and the Sword is She-Ra, then that means She-Ra, Adora, was the villain all along. To top it off, in the Horde, she was always in the spotlight, a centerpiece made for greatness, just like when she was She-Ra. You'll bring peace and order to Etheria, Adora— you are Etheria's champion, Adora, but by the way, when we mean peace, we totally mean destroying everything. That's not gonna ruin anything, right?

Does this hurt yet? Cause it's about to get worse! Now combine everything you just read with Adora's hero complex— everything is my fault. She needs to feel useful to feel like she's worth existing, but what happens when two core parts of her identity are the reasons why there's so much turmoil on Etheria? What happens when, though obviously untrue, she feels like she does make everything worse? Remember when Light Hope told her that her friends get hurt whenever she's around? Remember when Glimmer first called her a heartless destroyer in the pilot? Remember how that came full circle, and Glimmer later blamed Adora for Angella's death? Yea, it's not going to be good, chief. And she sacrificed everything and everyone for the Sword— in a way, the Sword represents Adora, and she willingly destroys it to save everyone else. Adora breaks herself to save the world. Mara, Adora—it all ends the same. Hurts, doesn't it?

So now that the sword is broken, her relationship with Catra seems irreparable, and Glimmer's been taken by an ominous alien warlord, what should she do? You can tell her spirit is at its lowest point by the composition of the scene: she's alone and small in a dark void, with nothing but broken pieces at her feet. She stares at these broken pieces with heartbreak; this is all a metaphor for her current state of mind and how she is processing everything. She is also realizing, or will realize, that all of this heartache that she's suffered in the name of the 'greater good' was for a lie; she sacrificed everything, gave up her heart, for a lie.

When she sees Bow afterward, she seemingly hardens her resolve. At this point, however, this resolve is a facade— Adora is terrified, she no longer has a purpose, She-Ra is gone. How is she going to be useful without the sword? She's going to save the universe, but how? In S1E9, when she had to rescue Bow and Glimmer from the Horde, Angella asks her, "How are you going to do that?" In the season four finale, Bow expresses the same doubt— 'what are we gonna do?' When Angella asked her, the first thing Adora did was put on a brave face. Then, however, we see the beginnings of a breakdown; she buries her face in her hands and begins sobbing silently. Of course, the other princesses unite, and they save the day.

Adora's identity is completely shattered at this point except for one thing: her attachments. Her love. And while Adora herself thinks some of these attachments are broken, the truth is that they aren't. Glimmer obviously still cares. Catra has always cared— it's why she went to such extremes. Her attachments, her heart will become her new compass— not her ideals. When she tries leaving everyone for the greater good, Swift Wind reminds Adora that her friends need her, that they've always needed her. Then she has a moment— she says, "I didn't choose to become She-Ra to fulfill some destiny. My attachments, my friends, are a part of who I am." This will come full circle, especially because of her fight with Glimmer, a fresh wound. Adora's self-worth is tied to what she can do for others, their expectations and Glimmer blaming Adora for her mother's death takes a significant toll on her self-esteem. At this point, Adora (and her hero complex) is probably thinking that this is all her fault and she needs to fix it, which is what she tries doing in Hero, only to learn that Etheria is a weapon, etc.

There's good news, though; the only way now is up. Adora will only pick herself back up, will only awaken her She-Ra powers within when she chooses to believe in herself and when she chooses what she fights for. Razz will have a big part in this since she always seems to come to Adora at some of her lowest points. S1E3 will come full circle because Razz tells Adora that she must decide for herself what is right. And an essential piece of Adora coming to believe in herself and deciding what she fights for will be Catra. In essence, she's the only person that truly knew Adora before she became She-Ra, and Adora, no matter how messed up their relationship grew, loves Catra with all her heart. The tragedy behind their relationship is that their love is so strong— but the actual thread holding it together was (hehe)...shadow weaved. They were torn apart by lies and misunderstandings and the tragic Scapegoat vs. Golden Child dynamic.

To conclude, Adora's character arc is so tragic because it deals with the fallout and consequences of a life-altering identity crisis. For many people in the LGBT+ community, that is a very relatable thing. I'd also like to add that Catra's journey parallels Adora's in how facets of her identity heavily influenced by the Horde are chipped away piece by piece until, again, Catra makes a choice of her own to save Glimmer. In the past, Adora and Catra were always brought back to each other, not by free will, but external influences. They were torn apart by deception, manipulation, misunderstandings. Now that their hearts are broken in such a way that each half finally fits with the other, now that the infected pieces of the past are gone, they'll learn the truth. Adora and Catra will find their way home when they both choose each other because of love and trust, and when they acknowledge that love. This new bond, this promise, won't be out of survival; this promise will be out of true love, out of two halves of a heart finding their way home and becoming whole again.

It's beautiful and compelling storytelling not just for individual characters on parallel journeys to self-actualization and finally believing in themselves and their own choices, but for showing two young women on the cusp of adulthood—both who were abused in different ways that molded their worldview, who have different skill sets, who complement each other like light and darkness—learning to love themselves and recognize their love for one another. Like fire and ice, night and day, good and evil, neither can exist without the other. They are a core part of each other's identity. And the fact that the finale episode is most likely called "Heart"? Can it get any more obvious?

Also, fuck Shadow Weaver.

#spop #leave my dumb jock alone #adora protection squad #catradora #protect these dumb gays #protect adora 2020 #shera #adora #meta #DEPRESSION #ANXIETY #SADNESS #catra #yeetshadowweaver2020 #character analysis

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bnhabadass · 4 years

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would it be weird if I asked for a dabi nsfw alphabet??? XP

Today we honor the birthday of the one and only burnt chicken nugget, Dabi. I’ve gotten a lot of Dabi requests lately and as much as I want to have written all of them for his birthday, I am only one woman and I have the attention span of a literal duck.

So please enjoy these Dabi NSFW alphabet head canons to honor the literal love of my life.

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Let’s be honest, Dabi is probably a really big asshole after sex. If you’re just a hookup that is. He doesn’t get you anything, doesn’t make sure you’re doing okay. He’ll most-likely just fall asleep and sneak out in the middle of the night.

But if you’re someone he’s dating, someone he really cares about, he’ll try his best to make sure you’re alright after. He’ll be very awkward about it, though. He doesn’t want it to come off as if you have him wrapped around your finger, even though that’s totally the case.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Even though he has this super hot, badass exterior, he’s really self conscious about the way he looks. That being said, his favorite body part of his is probably his dick. It’s not even an egotistical thing, kind of. Yeah, he does love the things his dick is able to do to you and how good it can make you feel, but it’s the only part of him that doesn’t remind him of his past and his childhood.

He was initially drawn to you because of your tits. He loves them. Anything he can do with them. He’ll spread them apart, push them together, suck on your nipples, motorboat them. He just loves your titties.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

It turns him on seeing you with a little bit of his cum dripping down your lips. If you’ve just sucked him off and he sees you look up at him with a sultry look in your eyes, drops of cum threatening to fall from your lips, he’ll instantly get hard again.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He wouldn’t mind if you wanted Hawks to join in on your fun. He wouldn’t ask because he doesn’t want to seem like you’re not enough for him, but it’s something he’s definitely thought about a lot.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He has had a lot of hookups, but you’re his first real relationship. That being said, he’s had a lot of practice and knows many ways to pleasure you, ways you hadn’t even thought of before you started dating.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He likes missionary position because he’s able to see you sprawled out, begging for him. Since some people find missionary to be boring or vanilla, Dabi finds himself wanting to incorporate kinkier aspects into your sex life.

While he loves it when you’re below him, he wouldn’t mind it if you took charge. I feel like he’d even be into pegging if you’re comfortable with that.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s a big fucking tease. I wouldn’t say he’s goofy or silly in the moment, but he’ll definitely tease a lot and get pretty cocky with what he’s saying.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He doesn’t give a fuck. It’s like a fucking jungle down there and he doesn’t care one bit. His pubic hair is black like his head hair, but I don’t think he dyed it to match. The carpet just never matched the drapes.

He also doesn’t care if you’re shaved or not because at the end of the day, a pussy is a pussy. He’ll still go down regardless.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He’s usually just in the mood for a quick fuck and he’s kind of a kinky bastard, so everything he does is a little rough and esentially for his own pleasure. He still wants to get you off, but he won’t be very gentle about it.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

All the time. Even after you two started dating. If he needs to get off and you’re not there to take care of it for him, he’ll do it himself. But don’t expect him to do it when he knows you’re available to.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

This man has all the kinks. He really likes fucking you when you’re bound up and can’t move. He’s also a super big tease and is really into orgasm denial. He won’t stop unless you are begging and whining for him to let you cum.

I can also see Dabi being really into public sex. It’s thrilling to have to sneak around.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere. The league’s hideout, your apartment, public restroom. He’ll make sure that you’re screaming his name extra loud if he knows one of the league members is nearby. He wants them all to know who you are obedient to.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you fight really gets him going. Whether it’s hand to hand combat or you’re using your quirk, nothing is sexier than seeing that determined glint in your eyes as you work up a sweat.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

A lot of people see Dabi as someone who would be into noncon/nonconsentual sex, but I just don’t see it. Sure he’s a villain and a scumbag, but the reason he’s a villain is because of the flaws in hero society. I’ll be frank, he’s definitely not the most respectful to women, but I just cannot see him taking advantage of another person in that way.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He would much rather receive than give. Most people would much rather receive than give, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love seeing you writhe underneath him and beg for him to keep going. He probably has a tongue piercing. He loves abusing you with that.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Always fast and rough. Even in the most romantic times, which there have been very little, he’s fucking you faster than you can breathe. The only times he goes slow is when he’s teasing you and waiting for you to beg him to fuck you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

If he has time for a quickie then he’s down for a quickie. All sex is sex to him. The only difference is whether or not it’s with you.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can go for three rounds without needing a break in between, but he can usually go for another two after that. If you need a pee break or a snack break he’ll wait, but expect him to get impatient rather quickly.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He didn’t have any toys before he met you. Sex toys can get kind of expensive, and all he really did was hookups anyways. But he probably stole something from the back of a Spencer’s for you for your birthday. Whatever he stole, it was definitely something for him to use on you like handcuffs or a remote control vibrator.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Dabi is the BIGGEST tease out there. He teases you until you’ve practically collapsed from orgasm denial. Even when you aren’t having sex he’s teasing you somehow. He likes it when you become a blushing mess in public, and he’ll tease you in front of the other league members constantly.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He’ll groan and even let out a moan once in a while, but the most noise he makes is when he’s telling you to be louder.

“Come on, babydoll. Say my name. Good girl. Now cum for daddy, sweetheart.”

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon or scenario for the character of your choice)

Dabi probably has a piercing kink. If you want him to give you a facial piercing or something, he’ll want to fuck you immediately after. Seeing you wince from the needle just gets him going. He’s not that big into pain play, but when you’re under him and at his mercy, he can’t help but get a little hard.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

About 8 inches long and kind of skinny, but anything he lacks he makes up with in skill.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Sex is never not on his mind. Have I not made that clear? If you are anywhere, and I mean anywhere, he’ll mind a way to tease you, turn you into a blushing mess, and in some cases, fuck you right on the spot.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he’s just hooking up, he’s out like a light almost as soon as he cums. With you though? Well he’s still pretty much out like a light, but he’d be down for a little bit of sweet talk and cuddling if you’re up for the task. I can’t promise that won’t lead to more fucking, though.

#Dabi #dabi x reader #mha dabi #bnha dabi #a to z challenge

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xhanisai · 5 years

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AU where Gabriel is Chat Noir and Adrien is Papillon

- And Marinette is still Ladybug

- Let's call this the Holy Shit Gabriel is a good guy? AU

- Adrien is the villain/anti-hero in this

- Backstory time :D

- Gabriel has been sentenced to jail for murdering his wife, Emilie Agreste, when Adrien was only eight years old.

- He was bailed out after two years, created a whole new identity and now goes by as Felix Roi (fuck knows why I just came up with the name just now)

- He works as taxi driver, trying to live a calm, redeemable life despite heavy burdens and guilt. No one knows he's Gabriel. He has facial hair, styles his hair differently and wears contacts. He sticks to the outskirts of Paris.

- Gabriel never meant to kill Emilie, it was an accident.

- Adrien doesn't know that (along with everyone else)- he thinks his father is a murderer and vowed to find Gabriel and kill him with his bare hands.

- Ever since the accident, Natalie became Adrien's legal guardian. They live in a modest yet comfortable house, with Natalie working day and night as a lawyer.

- This means that they rarely spend time much to Natalie's dismay.

- Adrien is a lot more tame, cunning and observational in this AU. He's a bit more selfish too. (Maybe a bit like his PV prototype character) He's still relatively polite, never modelled, never met Chloe.

- Adrien refused to socialise and stuck with homeschooling till he gave into Natalie's pleas and began attending Mari's school just before he turned fourteen (so yeah working along canon events)

- A few days before school, when visiting his mother's room in the old abandoned mansion, Adrien finds the butterfly miraculous in a hidden room.

- Here's a small snippet of the interaction between Adrien and Nooroo:

"This notebook says that you grant powers to the weilder, the ability to use the emotions of hosts and turn them into champions that will obey the weilder's whims..."

"Please...Adrien...you're a young child. Don't do anything horrific with this power..."

"Listen, I have no interest in taking over the world or any of that crap. I just need your help in finding my father, please."

"O-oh? That's a relief! You're a good host then aren't you? Pardon me for prying...may I ask a question?"

"You don't have to be so polite. And yes, sure?"

"Has your father gone missing? Or something along the lines?"

"Nope. He's hiding."

"...why?"

"Because he knows that once I find him, I will kill him."

- Adrien explains what Gabe did to his mother, his mindset has concluded that Gabriel would kill more people. Nooroo tries to reason with Adrien, saying how two wrongs don't make a right. Adrien remarks with:

"If you're not on board, then that's fine. I'll do this alone, just like I've always been doing so."

- The kwami then persists to help Adrien, internally vowing to change the boy for the better.

- Gabriel receives the black cat miraculous after saving Fu's life (the old man fell in a river, Gabe jumped in and saved him, even paid all the hospital expenses).

- The dynamic between Plagg and Gabriel is pretty hilarious. Plagg likes to annoy Gabe as much as possible, eat everything in the fridge and even pull pranks.

- The dynamic between Gabe when he's Chat Noir and Ladybug borders on father-daughter like. Gabriel is a bit awkward at first, having zero knowledge and little interaction with children. He's even a bit cold to Ladybug at first. He warms up to her soon, realising she's around his son's age and promises to protect her from harm. If he couldn't do anything right for Adrien, he could at least redeem himself with Ladybug.

- Ladybug lovingly teases him as Pére Noir to rile him up.

- Adrien calls his little butterflies "helpers" and the people he akumatises "Knights". He goes for negative emotions because they're the easiest to control. Only the Knights know that Papillon is after Gabriel Agreste specifically. The rest of Paris plus the heroes are left to guess as the Knights tear through the city, searching.

- Papillon, Chat Noir and Ladybug all meet face to face on the first day of the akumatisation (Stoneheart). Ladybug declaring that she and her partner will protect Paris whilst Papillon stands there silently with his hoard of butterflies. He leaves without a word, humoured by the heroes.

- Ladybug's first impression when Papillon appears:

"Oh shit he's hot-"

- Insert Chat Noir facepalming himself.

- Marinette becomes Adrien's first ever friend when he joins the school. They mutually fall for each other.

- Adrien shows his love by soft, subtle gestures (tucking the hair behind Marinette's ear, smiling at her, brushing his fingers with hers, etc)

- Marinette sometimes stammer but quickly gets over that, only blushing profusely when Adrien's around and letting herself sass him.

- The duo become so close, painfully obviously in love with each other yet blind to the other's affection. Neither want to pursue too much because of their side jobs lel.

- Both Mari and Adrien open up not just to each other but to their class as well. Adrien starts to realise what he's been missing out on in life.

- He gets jealous really easily. Also, since he's behind on social norms, some things he say is rather...odd...

"What's wrong with me saying I want the whole world to know Marinette's mine, that's why I gave her a bell necklace?"

"DUDE. YOU JUST DON'T."

"I only said she smelt good?"

"Adrien, boy, hun. You had the look on your eye that made us think you were going to eat her up."

- Papillon does come out sometimes as his Knights search through the city, observing. His butterflies are able to make a temporary shield around him to stop the heroes from nabbing him. One time, he was drinking tea within the shield, after he was defeated, letting the heroes make a fool of themselves in trying to pierce it.

- Papillon doesn't have a timer, rather, he is very vulnerable and can only possess one person per day.

- The real villain pops up one day, a peacock themed villain. She calls herself Mayura and is after all the miraculouses.

- The trio have no choice but to work together in defeating her villains. She's incredibly strong.

- Mid fight against her, Ladybug had to run off to recharge. The villain comes across her when she's currently Marinette, only for Papillon to save her.

- It's the first time she sees him engage combat.

- He swiftly takes her somewhere safe. Marinette is taken aback with how worried he looked as he checked for any injuries on her. She hates how her heart skips a few beats over this.

- With a relived sigh, Papillon leaves but not before giving a chaste kiss on the corner of her lip and telling her to stay safe before leaving away.

- Marinette combusts on the spot.

#my au #my aus #gabriel noir au #ml #mlb #miraculous ladybug and chat noir #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #gabriel agreste #Adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #adrienette #adrinette #adrien x marinette #4am lads

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oreobunny1 · 3 years

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Chapter 2: The Other Side of Hollywood

(AO3: Oreobunny1)

The sun shone brightly on the roof of the Molina household that morning. Julie and Carlos were at school, and Ray was on his way to work. The house was peaceful and empty.

Well, all except for the three teenage ghost himbos messing around in their garage.

“All I’m saying is they shouldn’t have killed off Han Solo and Luke Skywalker! It’s just too much.” Reggie exclaimed from the second floor of the huge garage, bouncing around as he got dressed for the day.

“I know,” Alex answered from beneath him. “And why was Luke on fat bird island anyway, shouldn’t he be doing more, y’know… Jediy things?”

“Pfffft-” Reggie laughed, “Fat bird island. Honestly though! He-”

His rant was interrupted by Luke banging on the garage door from outside.

“You guys are SLOW! Sloooooooowwwwwwww-” Luke whined. Reggie didn’t need to see Alex to know that he was rolling his eyes at their friend. Luke couldn't even talk. He had only teleported out there a second ago himself!

“We’ll be out in a minute!” Reggie yelled out to him. It wasn’t like they could be late. They didn’t even have tickets!

“ImPATIENT!” Alex gasped, mock-offended. Reggie snickered, and they heard muffled laughter from outside too, followed by Luke starting another round of “slooow...”.

Alex sighed and muttered, “If only our Luke was the one on that island, huh?” Reggie was just about dying of laughter at this point, but he tried to be as quiet as he could so their Luke couldn’t hear them.

Today, the local movie theater was showing a marathon of the new Star Wars trilogy. All of them were big Star Wars fans, and ever since seeing the premiere on the website they had been looking forward to this particular Wednesday. Reggie couldn’t sit still. He was so excited! They had been anticipating this for a week now, and he was looking forward to a fun, geeky day with his best friends. And, to top it all off, Julie and the Phantoms had a gig later that night! It was shaping up to be a pretty great day.

They were all a little bummed Julie couldn't come to the movies with them, but being alive and still having to go to school made her unavailable at the time. It’s fine though, they would be done with the movies before she got out of school anyway. They could all hang out then!

“But Finn and Poe though...” Alex started, moving into Reggie's view as he waited for him.

Reggie pulled on his flannel. “YES I love them already, I honestly can’t wait to watch these movies just because of the newer characters.” He had only heard spoilers for these movies, and he didn’t really like what he heard. But he was optimistic, especially about the new characters Julie had told them about.

“Okay. I’m ready!” he said finally after grabbing his bracelet, smiling as he prepared to jump down to Alex. “By the wa- WHAT?!”

Reggie yelped as he was suddenly pulled harshly away from where he sat on the ledge in the middle of his sentence. There was a bright flash before his eyes as he was unwillingly teleported… somewhere else.

His blood froze as another flash dropped him onto hard, cold ground. He didn’t move. He couldn’t see anything! Did I go blind or something?!

Don't panic. Don’t panic. Don’t panic.

The first thing he noticed was the cold. He drew his flannel tighter around him, but the frigid air seemed to go directly though it and he started shivering almost immediately. Reggie hadn't thought that, as a ghost, he would be able to feel pain, discomfort, or cold. But that was before they were all almost electrocuted out of existence. Yup. He could definitely feel cold.

The second thing he noticed was that he was, indeed, panicking.

His breath came in short gasps. He didn’t understand what was happening! Where was he? Why was he there? Neither Alex nor Luke had been close enough to touch him and teleport him, besides, they wouldn’t scare him like that! The only person(or ghost) he knew that could teleport people without touching them was Caleb Covington. The last person he wanted to see.

Reggie finally took a slow breath, counting to ten in his mind. That’s what Alex always did. It was fine. They would get out. We will get out. He looked at his new surroundings, or rather, tried to look. All he could “see” was darkness. It surrounded him.

“Alex? Luke?” He called, reaching out in the dark. Caleb had only ever teleported them altogether. He was positive that any second now, his hand would land on one of them, proving to him he wasn’t alone.

“Luke! Alex!”

“Okay s-stop it guys, this isn’t funny!” If they were trying to prank him or something, they were going to be in so much trouble.

“Guys?” Reggie whispered into the darkness. But silence was his only answer. His breathing picked up again. Where are they? I need them here!

He needed to find the light switch.

“Jeez, why is it so cold in h-here?” He thought out loud with chattering teeth as he found the icy wall with his hands. He traced his fingers along it, ignoring the dull pain. The cold made his fingers feel like they were slowly turning to ice.

“C’mon, where is it… Oh!” His hand found a switch of some kind and he immediately flipped it up. Light flooded through the small room and Reggie blinked furiously as his eyes adjusted.

“Uhhh...”

The first thing he noticed was that Alex and Luke were not there. He was alone in a musty room. The walls were a faded yellowish color. Cracked frames held declining pictures of…old Hollywood stars? Oh no...

There was movement, and Reggie jumped, but it was only his reflection. There was a mirror and a worn wooden desk in one corner of the room. The mirror was old-fashioned, the ones with the large light bulbs around the sides of it. This is a dressing room.

Or was. Cobwebs covered the ceiling and the dusty crystal chandelier. Everything looked breakable, and the makeup on the desk looked like it hadn’t been used since he was alive. Yikes. Besides, the temperature in this “dressing room” had to be below freezing, definitely too cold for any alive human to stay in for a long period of time.

It was confirmed. This room failed the vibe check.

“Okaaay… Sorry c-creepy room! It’s been fun-” Not. He needed to get out of there and find his friends. Reggie picutured their studio in his mind, easily his favorite place and the main place they teleported to, and willed himself to appear there.

Instead, he ran into a wall.

“Ugh..” Reggie groaned. He was still there! He had only teleported to the other side of the dressing room! No. He tried again. Again. This has to work! It has to!

But he was trapped.

Before he had time to have a panic attack, there was a sudden pop from behind him. Reggie spun around. Maybe it’s Luke or Ale-

It wasn't.

“Good morning Reginald!”

“C-Caleb,” Reggie gasped, his worst fears confirmed.

This was the ghost that stalked his nightmares. This was the ghost who had tried to take everything away from him. Reggie immediately clutched his wrists. Caleb had never gone so far as direct physical aggression, it was always a stamp. As long as I keep my wrists completely covered, everything will be fine. He can’t hurt any of us if he can’t get a stamp on us.

Luke promised that he would never see him again. On a particularly bad day, when a stamp that was long gone felt like it was still there and the memories of a performance they would never be able to tell Julie about haunted all three of them, he had sworn that they would never go near that club again. That they would never have to face this villain again.

Yet there he was. There was no way Luke could have known. No way they could have prepared for this.

Caleb smiled his huge fake grin that now sent a shiver down his spine. “Reggie, why aren't you dressed? You have a show in ten minutes!”

He probably looked so dumb, standing there like a deer in headlights, but he didn't care. There was only one thing on his mind.

“W-where are Luke a-and Alex.” Reggie stammered, his teeth chattering as he tried to speak.

Caleb raised an eyebrow. “Why, in their own dressing rooms of course. They have to get ready too, you know.”

Reggie gave a small sigh of relief. At least they aren't being forced to perform. “We d-don’t want to join your b-band. Let us go.” He wasn’t in the mood for his usual jokes. Not without his friends.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that Reginald.” Caleb replied simply.

What do you mean “I can’t do that”?! Of course you can! Reggie definitely wasn’t the one that got angry easily. He would much rather just joke around, be the fun one. Be cool in the moment, and deal with the consequences later. But Luke wasn’t there to take charge. Julie and Alex weren’t there, supporting him, bringing him comfort. He didn’t even know where his friends were! All he wanted was for them to be there so they could escape this situation! But he was facing Caleb alone. Everything about this situation was scaring him to death. The fear and anger came spilling out of him, and suddenly he was screaming.

“YES YOU CAN! Caleb, none of us will ever join your band! We already have one! Nothing you say or do will ever change that! Now LET US G-GO!”

Breathing heavily, Reggie glanced at the man with wide eyes, but his mouth was set in determination. He wasn’t sure how Caleb would react to that.

He didn’t look scared, as Reggie had silently hoped, or even surprised. He didn’t look mad either. He was just staring at him. Studying him, with a small smile on his face, as if he was but a clue to be cracked. An interesting equation to be solved. Reggie took another step backward. That was not what he had been expecting.

“Your costume is over there.” Caleb said happily, pointing at something shiny draped on the clothing rack as he turned and walked away from him. “See you on the stage!” He exclaimed.

Is he actually going to ignore everything I just said? Reggie opened his mouth defiantly and followed him, desperate to say whatever he needed to to get him and his friends out of this place. But the man kept talking...

“Oh, and I almost forgot-”

Caleb spun around and slapped him viciously across the face.

Reggie was thrown backward and hit the cold floor, hard. He froze in shock, a hand clutched to his cheek as his attacker towered over him.

He should have anticipated it. He should have at least flinched away when the hand came down on him, but he didn't! It had just been so long, so long since someone had hit him like that. So long since he had been in danger of being struck for speaking out of turn. So long since he didn’t have his friends to go to for protection. He had finally lost the reflex.

Sharp pain radiated from where he had been hit, and black spots clouded his vision. His eyes watered as he looked up at Caleb, his entire body trembling. He was terrified.

“Like my new stamp design? I just finished it!”

No, Reggie thought, his heart dropping inside his chest. No, no NO!

It was true. Keeping both eyes on Caleb he moved a shaking hand over his cheek. Sure enough, he could feel the raised outline of a dreaded stamp there. Caleb stalked towards him, his voice growing dangerous as he leaned closer. Reggie scrambled backward, trying to keep a few feet between himself and this monster.

“You will do exactly as I say, when I say it,” Caleb hissed, his smile growing wider. Distorted. Demented. “If you ever disrespect me like that ever again, I will show your friends the true meaning of pain. Would you like an example?”

Reggie didn’t even have time to answer. Caleb whipped something small and gold out of his suit pocket before clicking it.

Then Reggie knew only pain.

“Ahh!” He cried out, clutching his chest. He thought that nothing would ever be more painful than their final jolts on the night of the Orpheum performance, but boy, was he wrong. Reggie keeled over as every part of his body was electrocuted by a massive jolt from the stamp. The burning, excruciating pain lingered in his chest and cheek and tears sprang to his eyes.

Reggie had always handled physical pain the worst out of all his friends. The tears threatened to fall, just as they had on that fateful night when Julie found them in the garage, but Reggie quickly wiped his eyes.

He would never give Caleb the satisfaction of seeing him cry.

Caleb opened his mouth to say something, but instead his eyes fell to something on the ground in front of him. Reggie hesitantly followed his gaze.

My bracelet!

Reggie’s arm shot out, pain ignored as he snatched the little woven thing into his hands. He must have forgotten to put energy into it while he was reeling in pain.

I won’t let that happen again.

Last week, after watching the new Mandolorian episode with Julie, they were all bored. They followed her upstairs, where she went into her closet and got out this old case. She blew off the dust and inside… was a whole bunch of colored string! She patiently showed them how to weave simple bracelets. It was fairly easy. All they had to do was make sure they focused a little bit of energy into their hands, and they could hold the string! They sat there for a good hour, making bracelets and talking quietly.

As expected, the peace didn’t last long.

All he did was make fun of Alex’s knotted-up “bracelet”. Once! Before Reggie knew it, the various colors of the rainbow came flying at his head. Soon enough it was a free for all. They grabbed the bundles and chucked them at one another. There was string everywhere. They had a complete friendship-bracelet string war, laughing wildly as pillows and string flew through the air. At one point, him and Alex tackled Luke to the ground and held him there so Julie could braid string into his hair. In the end, each of them had string tangled in their hair, Julie’s room was absolutely trashed, and they were all exhausted. They crashed immediately afterward, covered with string and cuddled up on Julie’s bed.

Also, each of them had 4 or 5 woven bracelets that they made themselves. His were obviously the best, but Julie’s were pretty good too. They traded them around, and now they each had one from everyone else. They even had some for Willie and Flynn!

The one he picked to wear today was the one Jules made him, and in order for the ghosts to wear them they continually focused a tiny bit of energy to keep it on their wrists. It was so simple that he hardly ever thought about it.

Until now.

Caleb’s voice yanked him from his thoughts.

“Stings more than the worst of the other ones, doesn't it?” He gloated as Reggie coughed. If he wasn’t already dead, Reggie was sure he’d be coughing blood into his hands. But Caleb didn’t care. “Yes. And they will only get more painful. Unlike those other stamps, this-”

Caleb bent down and reached for Reggie’s face, but he was ready this time. He flinched so hard that he dodged Caleb’s hand altogether. Yes! The horrendous smile faltered and Reggie thought he just might leave him alone. Nope. The rough hand made contact a second time and Reggie’s chin was jerked upward.

“This will give you only a few more days to live!” The excitement in his voice was sickening.

“Reginald, the only escape from nonexistence is to join my band.” Caleb sobered. He had the nerve to look sympathetic. As if he wasn’t the one doing this to them.

“Never.” Reggie spat, the fury and pain fueling his confidence once again, if only for a moment. He shoved the hand away and struggled to his feet. There was a flash of something unusual in Caleb’s dark eyes. Surprise? Fear? It was gone as fast as it came.

If Caleb thought he was just going to give up that quickly, he had another thing coming. As long as his friends were in danger, Reggie Peters would fight.

“Hm. We’ll see.” He messed with the little gold device in his hands as Reggie sat there, still trying to catch his breath after the jolt, before suddenly barking orders. “Now get up! Get ready. And keep quiet. We wouldn't want Luke and Alex feeling like this now would we!”

No! Never! That was the absolute last thing he wanted. Reggie glared at him, some choice words ready to leave his mouth.

Click.

Another purple flash and Reggie doubled over, unable to speak. His clenched teeth were the only thing keeping him from screaming in agony. The bracelet, the bracelet, remember the bracelet!

“Would we?”

“N-no!” He choked out.

“That's better.” The button was slipped back into the pocket, and Caleb turned. He’s gonna teleport away!

“Wait!” Reggie blurted. He couldn't let this happen to his friends too. “D-don’t put a stamp on them. Please. Just don’t put a s-stamp on Luke or Alex.” He would do anything if it meant Alex and Luke didn’t have to go through this. They didn’t deserve that. Not that he thought he did, but he would much rather it be him than them. His bandmates, plus Julie now, meant everything to him. He could do this for them. He just hoped it would be enough for Caleb.

“That’s entirely up to you.” Caleb concluded, not even looking at him.“ I hope you will consider my offer.” With a flash he was gone, leaving Reggie alone in the small, freezing room, the threats and orders echoing in his head. Reggie waited before taking a breath. He’s gone.

Darn. We're so gonna miss those movies.

Reggie was certain of one thing. He was not going to put on that costume. Caleb could poof him into whatever atrocious, uncomfortable clothes he wanted, and he could pry the red flannel from Reggie’s cold, dead hands(literally).

He looked into the icy mirror at his already swelling face, the bold purple stamp standing out against his pale features. His immediate reaction was to claw at it, get it off his skin, but he knew it wouldn't do any good.

He tried to poof out approximately 7 more times before slumping against the desk, shivering and sore. The ground swayed under his feet, and his head pounded. He just sat down on the freezing ground. Reggie didn’t feel like he could do anything in 10 minutes, especially not be forced to perform. But no matter how much he hated it, he knew he didn’t have a choice.

Great. The tears were back. No. No crying. Not here. He shoved all his feelings of dread and fear away. He had to be confident, no matter how fake it was. He could not show weakness to Caleb. In his mind he heard Luke, telling him off for suppressing feelings again. “That will only make it worse Reg. You know that.” He did! But this time it was necessary. His friends could help him deal with the feelings later, once they got out.

He was going to work on an escape plan, he just needed a minute of rest first. He was so tired(yes, ghosts can get tired too). Just...one minute...

Reggie closed his eyes, imagining he was back in the garage, still joking around with his best friends. Pretending he still felt safe. Pretending, just for a second, that he was home.

#julie and the himbos #julie and the phantoms #reggie peters #hurt reggie #netflixwewantjatpseason2 #NetflixWeWantJATP2 #ao3fic #my final offer #caleb covington SUCKS

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kanashii-na · 4 years

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ᴵⁿ ʳᵉˢᵖᵒⁿˢᵉ: kindling ⋙ ship bias OC edition?

┋蒼炎⋙—.Five Original Character Ships!

I heckin’ LOVE OCs. So much. I really shamelessly enjoy experimenting with dynamics and interactions that will never be seen in canon, but aren’t too far off as possibilities for the muse. I always push my muses outside of what feels like their comfort zone to see what facets end up surfacing and expressing. What better avenue for this process than original characters?? Ya’ll workin big magic in your creative space and I am living for it.

My Top 5 OC x Dabi Ships at the moment:

Dabi x Zoen @acherys ⋙ Two bitchy babies with mean mouths, bleeding hearts, and ugly scars. When Dad’s Pulse is the Problem, I am the Solution. They are professional snarkers pronounced dead at childhood. Ofc they get along. It just looks like... that. Dabi crushed first, but he won’t admit anything until Tiris likes him. There’s nothing more shameful than trying to come off as smooth when her dog hates you.

Dabi x Yuki @glxtzy ⋙ He never imagined meeting someone who seemed less qualified for adulthood than himself. Yuki is such a mess of a person that Dabi feels almost normalized in his company; those old lessons and practices that had no place in his present life, are suddenly tumbling to the forefront of his mind as he tries to ignore that he’s getting really comfortable in someone else’s space. Yuki matches him, dysfunction for deadpan, and maybe, maybe the villain finds him to be some kind of fascinating.

Dabi x Loni @maljefe ⋙ Frenimes, rivals, Loni and Dabi have a pre-established friction that stems from the League wanting to make use of the territories and connections that Loni’s organization hosts. Naturally, Dabi becomes the primary force of negotiation to that end; he can’t easily comprehend the moral limitations of a criminal organization -- to him, a mafia is a mafia, but Loni isn’t budging. Through heated conversation, and heated confrontation, the two have fostered an intense sort of familiarity. Their interactions have recently culminated with the re-appearance of Loni after she went missing for a few months, and with a child in tow. Dabi is still trying to figure out what in the fresh hell just happened.

Dabi x Takehiko @homra-no-artemis ⋙ Takehiko is one of those talented, angry, highly capable prospects that Dabi very much would like to successfully recruit into the League. Takehiko has her own ideas about things, but the two of them don’t have misaligned views on everything. While they manage civil discourse for the most part, neither feral, predatory disposition can seem to help but search out the cracks and fissures within the other’s defenses. Both disillusioned with their reality, both hellbent on having their way, both empowered and threatened by their own flames, Takehiko and Dabi only have dangerous things in common.

Dabi x Ophelia @lightpersists ⋙ An enigmatic fellow called Atlas sought Dabi out to finalize a contract order for the recovery && or disposal of a girl named “Ophelia.” He didn’t know, didn’t care about the details between them, but it looks as though Ophelia herself becomes the liability in the plan. Her quirk is useful, and she isn’t unwilling to understand Dabi’s ambitions. The line between ally and target will begin to blur, and he’ll feed into his own inner confusion by enlivening Ophelia’s view of the world around her. Atlas has promised considerable support to the League’s resources, after Dabi turns the girl over. But Dabi will have to evaluate very carefully, whether that return is worth the Ophelia’s potential within the League.

⋙ I enjoy writing with all of your OCs immensely, including ANTAGONISTIC, PLATONIC && FOUND FAM ships and this is by no means an exhaustive list! Lemme shout out to @lyriccl, @woolspun / @vulturent, @starcrestd, @solpower & @nisenotaka to name some more excellent original muses. I am definitely biased for ya’ll’s OCs. u _ u

#headcanons⋙✘.ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᶦᵐᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ #replies⋙✘.ʳᵉⁿᵈᵉᵛᵒᵘˢ; ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ʰᵉᵃʳ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵘˢ #anon asker #//thank you for sending this in!

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Since he definitely doesnt get enough love, how about the nsfw alphabet for twice?

N/SFW Alphabet || Jin Bubaigawara || Twice

For his birthday! It’s a day late, but I hope you enjoy

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Twice is pretty caring actually after sex. He may not be running you a bath, but he will clean you both up, toss you his button up shirt, and grab you something to drink.

When he lays back down, he will hold you close and play with your hair. Also fairly good with pillow talk if you can ignore his split personality butting in now and then. He also is extremely chatty after so he will talk and hold you close.

If you are one to fall asleep right after, he might pull you against his chest and trail his fingers up and down your back, humming or praising you til you’re asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He honestly doesn’t like a lot about him. He is pretty insecure about his body, especially the scar on his forehead, but if you forced him to pick something then he would say his hands.

He loves how rough his hands are. The years of playing guitar and villain work making them rough yet he feels like they’re extremely manly. It’s hard to express, but he loves them a lot.

On his lover, he admires a lot about them but he has to admit that legs are his favorite, but specifically your thighs. He loves to pick you up and hold your thighs in his hands, see how different clothes show off your legs, and if you sit on his bed in nothing but his shirt and underwear, he can’t help but admire your legs.

His split personality also will loudly comment about your legs, so let’s hope that you aren’t bashful.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

It really depends on his mood because sometimes he wants really intimate sex that has him cumming deep inside you, or he wants to be borderline disgusting (As long as you are okay with it of course)

Not saying that facials turn him on but if he is in the nasty mood, then please let him cum on your face. Seeing you a mess just for him makes him not only feel special, but REALLY gets him going.

He also is a bit of a heavy producer and it can be pretty thick, so shit like creampies just sort of happen.

He actually doesn’t taste all that bad either. He really loves fruit and tries to fit them in his diet as much as possible, so he tastes fairly sweet.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

It’s not that he would be interested in a threeway, but he would be. He would never bring it up to you though, so the only way you would find out about this is if you were to bring it up to him.

He also is a switch, so if you want to peg him go for it. Like if you brought it up, you would see him nod quickly and clearly get excited by the idea of being submissive since he is usually thrown into a more dominant role without much thought.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He is fairly experienced. He went a bit wild during his teens and early twenties, so he knows what he is doing. Since the incident though, he lost a lot of confidence

F = Favorite position (Gif Link included!)

Ahaha [Click for visual]

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

This man gets so into it that he can’t help but have some goofy moments. They’re never intentional, but they just sort of happen and he hopes that you roll with it.

He never takes it too seriously since he views sex as something that should be fun and enjoyable, so why be serious when you can be giggly? He is all for giggly sex.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He isn’t completely bare, but he keeps his shit pretty damn close to it. He hates hair down there only because it interferes with his villain suit, and cause its just something that overwhelms him. Theyre a bit darker than the hair on his head if they do grow out a bit though.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

God he is one of the most romantic people and nobody can fight me on this. If he is sleeping with you, it's because he truly does trust you and it shows. He will babble praise in your ear and comment about how amazing you look

Sometimes he gets so into it that he just lets a few tears out. He absolutely loves feeling special so if you make him feel loved and cared for, expect him to pull you closer and cry against you. They’re always happy tears though

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

This guy honestly has no shame. If he gets needy, then why the hell should he not give himself what he wants? Hopefully you don’t mind that cause you are almost guaranteed to walk in on him.

Not to mention he may have a slight kink for humiliation and getting caught. Only by you though, if it was anybody else than he would have a shit-fit. Like full panic mode activated.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise || Seriously PRAISE THIS MAN!!! He will be so soft and it pretty much makes the sex twice as sweet (no I don’t regret the pun) not to mention this man constantly needs reassurance? So pretty much be vocal and promise him that he is doing an amazing job. He really appreciates it.

Morning sex || Is this a kink? Well it is now. Sex right as you both wake up is something Jin would die for. The soft mumbles, the sun warming your bodies in just the right way, and being fully relaxed makes him cry like a little baby in your arms. Like he is complete putty in your arms.

Switch || Not a kink, I know. This man is just a COMPLETE switch and he isn’t afraid of being a hard dom, a soft dom, a complete brat, or one of the most obedient babies. He is completely okay with whatever you want when you want it.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Okay here me out but like...take this man in the back seat of his car and he will be all fucking for it. Like he will let you ride him until he is in tears while his hands are bound by the seatbelt, just a complete whimpering and crying mess because its all so good.

The classic bed is also a close one. Its just so soft and loving that he can’t help but be a total mess for it

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

I think everybody agrees that Love or the Illusion of love would be enough to keep him going. It doesn’t matter if you are just manipulating him to do what you want or if you actually love him, you just have to act like you care about him. Like do the bare minimum and he will be all yours.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He can handle light bondage on himself, but nothing that he can't untangle himself from. If he starts to panic and feels himself splitting, being bound will only make him panic more. Because of this, he avoids binding his wrists, arms, and legs. His torso? As long as it’s not too tight. He really enjoys how beautiful Shibari looks though, but he just can’t handle it if it keeps him from moving,

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Bro this man is a GOD at oral. Like let him please you, he can have you crying if he can focus on something other than chatting. Once he gets focused and in the zone though, he will have you trembling and will force you through one of the most intense orgasms. After, he will rather give you one of the most excited looks, expecting praise and rewards for his good work, or the most lustful, half lidded gaze as if he is completely intoxicated.

When receiving though, he is the whiniest baby. Like hands will be tangled in your hair, his back will arch off the bed, his hips will buck in your mouth, and he will be crying. Tears are a promise, not a threat here. He just feels so well taken care of that he can’t help but cry

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It switches honestly. He genuinely loves both, and he tries his best to stay consistent, but god he can’t help it. Sometimes he just h a s to slam into you and hear you cry out. It’s all so good to him and he keeps you on your toes this way, but its always so rewarding.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t mind them! Just like the J/O headcanon, why would he tell you no if you both are in a mood? He is eager to please even if its just a quick 5 minutes in the car or closet.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Anything you want to do, he will at least try. Sure, he might have tried some things in the past, but he might enjoy it now that some time has passed! The only thing he told you no on was him being tied up.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He really puts his all into the first round, so the most you can get out of him is about two rounds even though he will try to do a third if you want more. He honestly just needs a moment to recover though.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He really isn’t the biggest fan of toys? Like sure, he may have a couple but he really never sees a need for them when he has you. He also loves knowing that its him thats making you feel so good, not just some toy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He enjoys teasing so much more than being teased, but he doesn’t tease intentionally for very long since he gets impatient easily.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

This man is??? S o fucking loud?

When he is dom, he grunts and groans a lot, praise spilling from his lips like none other. He loves telling you how good you feel as well as mumbling how dirty you are.

When he is sub, god just expect a noise complaint. He is so fucking loud and he cries out a lot. Poor thing just gets sensitive easily.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He can sometimes get panicky during sex and will need a break to calm down. When this happens, you have to go into full comfort mode. He will feel SO guilty over it all and really just needs you to tell him that it’s all okay. Also, if you get him his mask, he will calm down a lot quicker

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Okay like...Hear me out.

Twice is a BIG dude. Like...solid 9 inches and pretty girthy too. Like he totally has accidentally hurt somebody before with how big he is. He is actually really scared about hurting someone again because of this.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Ehhh Id say moderate to high. It definitely increases when he has a S/O, but normally it can be a bit above average.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It honestly depends. If he topped and nothing too extreme, he will be pretty chatty and can have a boost of energy. If he subbed, he is out within a few minutes. Because of this, hold him close and reassure him that he is okay. After he falls asleep, clean him up, throw his favorite pajamas on him, and relax with him.

#Jin Bubaigawara #mha imagines #mha x reader #MHA Twice #Mha Twice x reader #N/sfw alphabet #mha N/sfw #BNHA N/sfw #N/sfw #mha alphabet #sfw alphabet #Twice x reader #twice headcanons

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