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over--and-out · 2 years

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K, so like enjroals from Les miserables (lol can't spell his name) x m reader where the reader is almost like a guardian to gravohce and enjroals thinks reader is cute and gets nervous around reader and gravhoce sets them up ❤️

A Charming Young Man

(Pt. 1)

Enjolras(Joseph Quinn) x Male! Reader

Summary: Jean Valjean attempts to question a friend of Marius in order to find out more information, but he finds himself holding a rather important secret; one that could cost Enjolras his head.

Warnings: teasing, threats of violence to a child (jokingly, brief,) mentions of homophobia, worries of homophobia, Gavroche (he needs to be his own warning,) bold Enjolras, determined Enjolras, just Enjolras. That's it, Enjolras is the warning, Jean Valjean being a dad, protective Jean Valjean, blackmailing, not proofread, possible spoilers but not really? Cliffhanger (I'm sorry)

(Author's Note:) I wasn't expecting this to be as long as it was but rest assured there will still be a part II.

It was no secret that almost every night, Marius could be seen in the tavern with his friends. One of those friends being Enjolras, who normally sat in a corner and read his books while he drank and minded his own business. If he was drunk and revved up, he'd preach about his revolution. Otherwise, Jean Valjean wouldn't have noticed that the young man was there. He watched as Marius attempted to pull him out of his seat, convince him to look at all the girls so that he wasn't alone. The rest of the group was dragging Marius along, so Marius tried bringing Enjolras down with him. He got a prompt "I've got better things to do," before the brunette simply continued the book that he'd been entranced in for the past three hours. Jean gave a small scoff at the man that had been trying to seduce his Cosette. Did he really want his daughter to fall for a man who remained unfaithful? Who looked at other common women?

Shaking his head, the older man stood and shook his head before setting down the franks needed to pay for his drinks. He was about to make his way across the tavern, speak to the man who had caught his daughter's attention. Well, that's what he would have done if he had not been pushed aside by a boy who was less than half his height, a mess of unruly blonde curls bouncing as he jumped away. Jean watched in shock before a voice broke out across the tavern, loud enough for all the patrons to hear.

"GAVROCHE!" You had pushed your way through the sea of people, apologizing to everyone on the way and Jean barely caught the small 'I'm so sorry' that you muttered before pushing him out of the way.

The small boy slid under the table of the reading man, effectively bumping into it and knocking over the entire tankard of beer that had been sitting next to his book.

Effectively drenching it.

Enjolras jumped up, trying to swipe his book out of the way in time before it was destroyed and he nearly knocked down the candelabra in the process. When his brown eyes landed on the ink letters slowly bleeding into one another, fury consumed him. You rushed up to the table and gently set a hand on his arm before yanking Gavroche out of his hiding spot. "I'm so sorry Enjolras, I'm sorry- I'll get you a new drink..." you turned to Gavroche and gave him your signature look of disappointment, the child giving a faux wince before laughing. "You'll be getting the extra chores tonight, you hear me? You even gonna apologize to the poor man for ruining his things and spilling his drink?"

"He's destroyed my book, look at it!" Enjolras gave a look of disbelief, a pout before his gaze snapped to Gavroche. "Best be lucky I don't whap you on the head for that!" He shook his head, Gavroche mimicking the action with a laugh and Enjolras flopped back down into his seat in defeat. "'S ruined. My book's ruined. Look what you did, you little urchin!" He hung the book up like a proud flag for everyone to see, except now it was a token of how upset Enjolras was.

"What's the title, I bet we could find a merchant selling another print of it, yeah?" Your voice sounded hopeful and the tone made Enjolras glance at you with an unreadable expression, albeit a spark in his eyes. He showed you the title, the page a bit stained but it was still legible and you gave him a small smile when you read it. "Right then, we can go looking for it tomorrow, whaddya say?" He nodded and fidgeted with his hands.

"Sounds good, yeah... yeah." He smiled up at you, visibly calmer than he was but when Gavroche laughed, he gave a small glare at the child. "I'll still get you on the head, 'f ya keep that up." His tone was lighthearted but you knew that Gavroche and Enjolras were close enough, he would give him a whap if necessary.

Jean made his way up to the three, curiosity burning at him. "He yours?" He looked at you while pointing at Gavroche and you quickly shook your head.

"Oh, no... no. Picked him up off the street when he was tiny." The older man nodded in response before looking at Enjolras.

"Let me buy you a drink." You smiled warmly at your friend before glancing at the older man, Enjolras also offering a smile.

"Can't turn down a free drink. I'll take you up on that I think."

With one look to the barkeep, the drink was already being poured and you set a hand on Enjolras's arm.

"I'll get him home, see ya in a few?"

"Definitely. I'll be here." He offered a smile as you walked off with Gavroche in tow by his ear, the small boy griping about how it hurts.

Seizing the opportunity of talking to Marius's friend alone, Jean took it.

"So, you come here a lot?"

Enjolras glanced at him, his brown eyes holding respect for the older brunette and he nods a bit. "'S a good place to read. It's loud but the atmosphere is nice. Good to be around when the mates show up." Jean nodded to his words, his head tilting.

"Who all's the mates you're talkin' 'bout?" The younger man scratched the scruff of his chin, his other hand flailing in an animated matter before he pulled off the stuffy red scarf around his neck.

"Ah, y'know... Marius, Courfeyrac, (Y/n) the lad you just-"

"So you're a friend of Marius?" At the act of being interrupted, Enjolras froze and his brows furrowed while his lips pressed into a thin line. Hand still raised animatedly, he lowered it down onto the table slowly. "Yeah what about 'im?" Suspicion crawled up the back of his neck as he further lowered his hands so that they rested on his thighs.

"What can you tell me about him?" The air around them had suddenly become tense, Enjolras giving a firm stare as Jean looked at him with the strictness that only a father's gaze could hold.

"Nothing. You best be on your way 'cause you won't hear anythin' from me."

"Oh I won't, will I?" The atmosphere had suddenly become tense and hostile, both men guarded. "What if I follow the lad home? Your little man wrangling the urchin around?" Enjolras straightened up, anger bursting through every seam in his body.

"Y'think it's smart to be going around threatening people?" Within seconds, Enjolras had his pistol in his hand with the barrel pressed directly to Jean's chest and he had a foot resting on the table he was leaned over. Jean was shocked at suddenly being cornered, realizing how severely he underestimated the young man's ability to protect himself. Jean hadn't even noticed the gun.

"Say that again, yeah?"

Jean let out a low sigh as he looked away from those brown eyes that were furiously locked onto him. He'd hit a nerve and he knew it. He raised his hands in surrender.

"Y'got me. I won't do anything, just put the gun down and we can talk this out." The patrons of the tavern had their attention on the two. Enjolras got revved up easily but he wasn't one to draw his gun easily. He stared at Jean for a long moment, as if debating his options internally.

Finally, Enjolras huffed and slid his pistol back into it's rightful place in it's holster. "Lucky man you are that I'm not tryin'ta get the floor dirty."

"How considerate. I'll keep that in mind for future reference." The sarcasm was evident in his voice as he spoke and without further warning, Enjolras was up on the table crouched in front of the older man.

"Well then, ask ye questions. 'For I change my mind."

Jean's brows raised a bit in surprise but didn't hesitate to begin. "Well firstly I'd like to know your name?"

"You first, mate." There was no room for debate but Jean didn't mind how straight to the point the man was.

"Ultime Fauchelevent."

"That's a mouthful." He paused and gave Jean a once over before offering his hand which the older man shook. "Enjolras," was all he offered.

"Pleasure. Now, what can you tell me about Marius?"

"Whaddya want to know?"

More than an hour had passed where Jean asked Enjolras anything and everything he could about Marius. He quickly found out that Enjolras was not above lying about his friend, or even flat out denying certain pieces of information. After the hour and a half mark, Jean began to realize that he'd quite literally learned almost nothing about Marius other than that Enjolras believed him to be a noble man with a good heart. That Enjolras loved him but he didn't quite like him.

At the moment, Enjolras had switched from his crouched position and resorted to slouching over the edge of the table with his legs hanging off the side.

"I've spent so much time asking about Marius, I didn't even ask about you monsieur. Mind telling me about yourself?"

"Nothing to tell, 'specially to a complete stranger such as yourself."

"How about the lad? Anything to say about him?" There was almost a visible spark in Enjolras's eyes before he quickly shifted to a glare, as if to ask if Jean was really stooping that low. At his silence, Jean tilted his head, suspicious if anything else. "What, you fancy him or something?" He asked with sarcasm, but the look he received spoke volumes. At his continued silence, Jean's smile dropped. "Well shit."

#les misérables #les mis #enjolras x male reader #enjolras #tooth rotting fluff #joseph quinn x male reader #joseph quinn #im a simp

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teethflavoured · 11 months

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Quick question about your Urchin OCs, what's the deal with their whole Super Sea Snail thing in your eyes? Are they eaten, used as currency, resold, just hoarded for no real reason? Why exactly do they want them? Additionally, do the snails themselves in your version of things have any lore or anything attached? Snailore? idk, I just like snails.

i cannnnnt remember if i answered this before? maybe i have in my head but never answered the ask lol.

RAMBLING UNDER THE CUT, YOU KNOW HOW IT IS AROUND HERE BOSS.

but to me, they're eaten. not only just because they're based off an irl sea snail that is eaten commonly in Japan, Turbo Sazae. but because like, obviously Spyke mentions he likes the 'juicy insides' of the snails, and Murch has shellless sea snails in his briefcase. also, there's an empty sea snail shell on a grill in Pirahana pit (can't remember which game it is tho, so). not to mention the ones sitting near the boys *tremble* seemingly well aware of their fate.

the properties they want seem to be solely in their shells, its just a bonus that they can eat the snail itself. I've said before that most species that do eat the super sea snails seem to cook it? prepare it properly? whatever, im not familiar with how the real snail itself is eaten but since the super sea snail has a little cute face poking out of its shell i think its safe to say that they do not have an Operculum, so they don't need to be drawn out. Spyke just eats them as is, alive probably, because he's fucked up. Murch and Pierce are normal about it. Pierce probably feels a little bad, their little beady eyes remind her of her beloved pet Planarian...She doesn't actively seek them out like her brother but she won't refuse if you choose to give them to her.

snail lore you ask? well, here are some things i thought of a little bit while doing the dishes today JSJSAJDJAC.

I don't know if it's intentional or just a simple continuity error, but it seems the sea snails get small every game, but are back to normal size when you see them around Spyke in the Inkopolis expansion pass. My silly little explanation for this may be that the fluctuating sizes you see them may just be because they're separate local subspecies. and let me remind you that subspecies rank *below* species so there are no real *STRIKING* differences between them aside from size and maybe a few other minor phenotype things. also, a super sea snail cannot come out fully of its shell. just like *real* marine and terrestrial snails, the super sea snail's organ system is solely concentrated inside its shell. (I'm well aware that the little shell-less ones in Murch's briefcase are just little cute blobs BUT THAT DOESNT MAKE SENSE!!! so I'm cutting that little snippet of canon out to support my grotesque ideas. thank u)

#teeth answers #do i think to much? maybe a little #splat headcanon tag #spyke #murch #Pierce (oc)#super sea snails #splatoon

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greektravelblog · 2 years

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Day 10 and 11 (Part 1)

So we woke up wayyy too early for my taste, 6:30am, and M and I shuffled to pack everything we'd need for the day. Once again we were hoping for it to just be a small group of us, but it wasn't. Once on the bus, we drove to Piraeus port, which, by the way, is over 2000 years old, in order to catch our ferry to Aegina Island. (Pronounced: I-een-ah) The drive there had me falling asleep but it was too short of a ride to completely pass out. We got our tickets from our tour guide, and we were ushered onto the boat. What took us by surprise, however, was the fact that we watched the buses load onto the ferry as well.

(Our ferry, the Antigone)

The ferry ride was an hour and a half long, with beautiful views of the islands. M and I sat outside on the balcony, which was definitely a mistake because it became very crowded with smokers and by the time we wanted to move, everything was packed and there was nowhere to move. So we baked for an hour and a half and tried to not fall asleep so we didn't miss our stop. Once we got to the island, we waited for our buses to deboard and we all climbed on.

So, Aegina is apparently known for their pistachios. They're translated to "Aegina peanut" a lot of the time, even though they're not a legume. Pistachio trees are quite literally everywhere. I had never seen a pistachio tree before this day and man they're not what I was expecting. Before they're ready, the pistachios look like tiny red and orange flowers and grow in bunches on the trees. We drove for a while, seeing some beautiful Byzantine churches along the way.

We got to the Temple which was a temple for a goddess named Aphaia and Athena. Our tour guide wasn't the greatest, so I didn't get the history that I wanted, but I'm sure the others didn't mind. The Temple had a stunning view of the ocean and the rest of the island.

One cool story I heard, was the cistern that the Greeks had dug, was so deep that it reached the sea because when you dropped a stone into it, you couldn't hear it hit the bottom. (It's true, we tried).

There was an adorable little store there where I bought a present for a friend and bought myself some delicious strawberry gelato.

While taking a break, M pointed out a cat she claimed was mean. She hates cats so I kinda took it with a grain of salt, but she insisted she saw it hiss at someone. I walked over, and saw one of the guys on our tour petting it. It obviously needed vet care, but when I reached down to let it sniff my hand, she pressed her head into my hand with no hesitation. The poor thing had scabs all over its face and ears, and was so desperate for attention, it was obvious it hadn't felt love in a while. My heart really does ache for that cat and I hope someone on that island takes her in. Every time I tried to walk away, she'd rub against my leg, asking for more attention. I'm going back with mom in a few weeks, so hopefully I can see her again and giver one last pet.

We drove back down the mountain, to this little beach area with the most beautiful water I've ever seen. A small restaurant was placed right on the beach, literally only a foot from it, and we left our things there while diving into the ocean. The sea was so salty, it was easy to float, and most of it was quite shallow. We all swam for an hour, and got to know one another. Found out one of the guys who was in my really crappy Middle Eastern class dropped it because even he, a white frat boy, knew how incorrect it was, and didn't want to stand for that. I met two more girls who have very similar interests to mine and we began to talk about our favorite books together.

Only one of us got stung by a sea urchin, and to be fair he couldn't see it amongst the black seaweed. It wasn't a poisonous spine so he was fine luckily. After an hour, we all gathered back to the tables and dried off, ready to eat. After a simple salad and lunch of chicken kebobs and fries, they served us a small slice of orange cake. Dad, you know how you like lemon pound cake? Man you would've loved this. It wasn't overpowering, it was mainly a honey soaked cake with candied orange peels on top. It was so good, and surprisingly not too sweet. We had some free time to roam around the port city, so M and I went shopping! I found more trinkets for my friends and a few things for myself. Including slides for the beach, a fan, pistachios, and an adorable oil perfume. The top is oil and the bottom is cream based perfume. It smells heavenly and the vase is adorable.

M and I got more gelato from this adorable patisserie and we stopped by a few pistachio stands. Headed back to the port, we all gathered by our designated meeting spot. Unfortunately, the port is completely uncovered, and we were all baking. Our tour guides told us to meet them there by 5:15 but they didn't show up until much later than that. Suddenly, M and I looked over to find the boys from our tour jumping off the dock into the water out of pure desperation. Many others followed, and we were close too when the bus driver said we could sit on the bus.

without AC

So we stood in the shade of the bus, dying, when the bus driver came back up to us and said "Come, come." He proceeded to open the storage compartments of the bus and told us to sit. So we finally had a place to rest in the shade, and with the wind blowing, it was pleasant, albeit weird laying in a compartment like stowaways.

Our boat arrived, and we gathered towards it. M and I created a plan. She would grab a seat inside, away from the windows so we didn't bake, and I would get in line and get waters for us. What we didn't plan for, was how abrasive these grannies were. Like good lord they elbowed their way to the top and suddenly I was lost in a sea of people while M was already inside. At least she got us a good seat, but I had to avoid knocking dentures loose while also trying to get on board in a freaking mosh pit. I even had a lady try to push in front of me in line for the water? She was young enough though I didn't have any qualms leaving no space for her to push her way into the line. We got water, chugged it, and promptly passed out.

I swear I didn't drool.

We woke up right before getting off.

#greece #athens #history #travel #studyabroad #college

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aaello-w · 5 years

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DP Plot - Storyline help

So I was writing a fanfic where full Danny and Pariah fuse (like Dan) and I had two options one this prompt which I will post right here or Insane!Danny straight up V*res Pariah's core (for a valid reason I swear) because he is insane. I did this because I want the reader's to know Danny is fucking crazy and is basically the Bill Cipher of the DP universe. So lemme know watchu think PLEASE!

The leader of the frost giants sighed in contemplation as he listened to the older halfa words.

"You're insane Vlad. Waking the Great One up in such a manner is sure to taint him and giving your record for these things I'd rather not risk it."

"And for how long do you intend to keep him asleep? Surely you must have realized that he WILL die if he doesn't come out of this soon, Frostbite." Vlad argued.

"His core may be fractured but it still functions as long as it remains here! He will be fine. Nocturne has agreed to keep him in a stable condition."Frostbite growled signaling to the jar containing a blue crystal orb. Although retaining its round shape it was in shards as if in need of an adhesive to keep it together. The current adhesive was a small purple misty band.

"Its. Been. Thirteen. YEARS!" Vlad growled back. "He hasn't aged a day but his peers are already courting. At this rate, they may as well die before he has the chance to crack an eye open. What do you think that'll do to him?"

"What do YOU think fusing his core with that BEAST's will do to him?" Frostbite stalked over to Plasmius and grabbed his shirt. Bringing his face close. "Our cores are our very souls, Plasmius and for him its that and his heart. As his godfather, I understand that you want him to live but if we do this how sure are you that he will even survive? How sure are you that he would remember who he is? That he wouldn't become a beast just like him?" The silence was tense and neither said a word. "The updates from Nocturne show that the Great One is stable but even HE won't be able to fix this if you mess up.'

"I know him. He can overcome it. He defeated Pariah once so I'm sure he can do it again." Frostbite saw the certainty in his red eyes and released the older halfa.

"Very well." He sighed defeated. " I'm sure you've seen Lord Clockwork about this matter before you came to see me." The Frost Giant took his silence as a yes. "I see, so I would not be mistaken to assume you have brought the materials needed for the transfusion?"

"You know me too well," Plamius said with a smirk. While the ring of rage and the crown are in your possession correct" Frostbite nodded. "I've gotten the old tyrants core right here." He said as he pulled out three thermoses from his bag.

They were not like the others that Frostbite had ever seen the Great one use. Instead of silver and green, these were purple and red. They had a see-through chamber in between their torsos. The one to the left contained a core, not unlike a sea urchin. It was somewhat round but was covered in deadly looking spikes dripping with a tar-like liquid the Frost Giant hadn't seen before while the one to the right was filled with ectoplasm. The middle one remained empty. They were placed on a console on some sort and tubes were plugged to their side both leading to the middle empty thermos.

After the setup Plasmius reverted back to Masters causing Frostbite to lift a furry eyebrow at his clothes. He was wearing a deep red hazmat suit. Vladimir turned to face him covering his face and greying hair with hazmat face protection.

"Just to be safe. I don't want my signature to interfere with this and this will keep it from doing just that. After we bring him in here I need you and everyone in the vicinity to be cleared out of at least this cave. Can you get that done?" Vlad said fixing his grey gloves.

"I believe so but I must warn you if I remove him you must work fast. Without his core, if his body thaws he'll die." 'And I'll kill you.' Was a threat that Masters understood. "Nocturne has also been informed so the Great One is also being prepared subconsciously to be awakened."

"Don't worry about that." He held his hand out to the Frost Giant who reluctantly gave Vlad their Saviour's fractured Core. " Bring Daniel and place him on the table. Like you said we need to work fast." Frostbite left immediately.

The old Halfa looked at the core and sighed. 'I can't believe he agreed to this.'

"Are you ready for this Daniel?" He asked the blue broken shards that only slightly resembled the orb they once were. 'Please work.'

He gently placed the core shards in the vacant thermos causing to shine bright blue as it floated in its container.

"Skulker. The gauntlets."

The hunter deactivated his invisibility and handed him the glove like machine now modified not to remove the ghost from a person but to modify the structure of one. It had taken the better part of the thirteen years to create these changes but he had done it.

"I still need you on standby... Just in case it fails." Skulker simply nodded and became invisible.

"Plasmius." Frostbite had returned and was carrying his charred body covered in white sheets. The scars hadn't healed and to the untrained eye, he was just a victim to a horrible fire but that was far from the case.

He was so willing to give his life for so many and nobody besides some of the frost giants, Clockwork, himself and Skulker knew he was still alive. Even his family and friends had mourned and forgotten him.

"Are you ready?" Frostbite asked as he laid the boy down and hooked him up to the medical equipment he had summoned to the room. The heart monitor showed his pulse and heart beat which moved like they were in slow motion.

"The question is - Is he?" Vlad asked softly at the sight of the younger halfa. It still made his stomach curl at the sight of him like this. He couldn't believe the boy had lived through the entire ordeal, even if he was less human than he was, to begin with. That catastrophe would and should have killed anyone.

"We have an hour for the transplant so I advise that you use your time wisely. The people in these parts have been distributed elsewhere so no one will interrupt us now." The Frost Giant locked the doors and sighed suddenly looking much older as he glared at the man. "Vladimir if this fails..."

"It won't," Vlad said firmly. "I may have done many crazy things in the past but I do love Daniel as if he were my son. I would be lying to say that I'm not s-scared to fail but that's because he does not deserve that." He stated and if anyone heard his stutter no one mentioned it. "Okay. Let's begin we have already wasted too much time."

After entering the password into the machine it the ectoplasm began to slowly drain itself into the blue core's chamber as the same happened with Pariah's core. The blue core pulsed almost uncertain to accept before it began to sink the mix.

Thirty minutes in, the heart monitor spiked and Danny began to twitch.

"I thought you said an hour!" Vlad said as he watched the boy's face contort in pain. He felt horrible the boy was in an uncomfortable rest for more than a decade and the first thing he feels during his 'resurrection' is pain.

The thermoses began to tumble violently, cackling with electricity that promptly shocked Vlad who tried to stabilize it. Both the chambers on the left and right proceeded to drain their content at a rapid pace some how suffocating the halfa's core. Pariah's core fading as it drains.

"Plasmius, what's happening? Is this supposed to be happening?" Vlad remained silent as he began to rapidly type on the keypad on the controls. "VLAD!" He roared.

"Look would you be quiet! If you haven't noticed, I'm trying to save his life." Vlad hissed.

The core shards began to lose hue and fade as they made no sign of coming back together. His core, his heart, was failing.

It was obvious that Frostbite was restraining himself to a great degree but he could see that Vlad was also under pressure as he could potentially lose the boy. He thought about where he would have been if he hadn't taken the brunt of the blast. If the people had listened to his warnings. If they hadn't caught him. He would have had more time but fate seemed to work against him. Even now Vlad kept trying to work through this. He may look like one but he wasn't a monster.

The beeping grew erratic and the thermos to the right (containing the ectoplasm) crashed causing the chamber to explode. As if that wasn't shocking enough another ghost appeared beside Vlad and created a shield to protect Vlad, himself and The great one from the blast. It was the hunter ghost, Skulker.

"Vlad we need to stop, if we continue we'll only damage it further. Remove his core." Skulker said.

"NO! We can't, I can't turn my back on this, on him. Not again." Vlad's voice heavily dripped with an emotion the frost giant had never truly heard on the older halfa. Guilt. Honestly, it made Vlad look older than he actually was.

He didn't want to make assumptions on fear that he might get angry that this halfa was actually acting on force hope and impulse and the fact that they were not alone, but he decided he would deal with it if, no, not if, when they revived the Great One.

The beeping had not stopped but there was a reaction from the Great One who was heavily panting. The shards had began to descend into a bluish purple with flecks of red in the broken shards which were slowly sealing themselves with the tar like essence of Pariah's core. Vlad seemed to notice this and gave a sigh of relief and shrugged Skulker off.

"Look now it working h-"

The last two thermos crashed with Daniel's core in it. A ghostly wail erupted almost immediately.

So that's it peeps that or Danny v*res Pariah's core. This version makes Vlad the staple father figure. Quick and easy. The other version Danny seizes the throne by force and honestly threatens Fright Knight into serving him because Danny doesn't want to kill him even though he kills the general draguar ghost in charge of his torture almost immediately. (Because Danny does not like his tongue chopped off.) So what do you guys think?

#danny phantom #danny phantom headcanon #danny fenton

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nickyneshwrites · 5 years

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Cold chapter 2

ITALICS=Thinking to themself

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”So could you regale me with your amazing feat Nezumi-san, you say you fought with Shizu-chan”

”You mean how my boys and I completely beat that fuckers ass! Don't know why nobody else could do it especially you Orihara-san"

Izaya let out a dry laugh and plastered on the most believable smile he could muster in front of the would-be gang leader.

It was humans like these that made Izaya remember why he did-what he did,2 weeks...That's how long it had been since he last saw Shizuo, at first he thought the blond was just looking for some time alone- he was looking less angry and more down lately avoiding contact and sleeping in his old apartment instead of their shared flat, and Izaya didn't like that. He was worried and when he heard rumors of some small time gang having attacked and beaten the man (his Shizu-chan), and won a week ago, so he decided it was time to take action.

Days of searching, called in favors and the few broken fingers of a poor underling later Izaya had found and made contact with the leader of the...... It didn't even matter, they attacked his Shizuo.

”Nezumu-san as happy as I am for your victory, Shizuo isn't known to stay down for long” Izaya was fighting to hold his composure he was leaning against a grimy alley wall and fingering his switchblade in his coat's pocket.

The bastard had the gall to stand smugly in front of him.

”Ha from what I heard he goes down pretty easy for you.....”

’!!!!’ Izaya was not pleased...

He let out a mirthless chuckle, ”Nezumu-san no matter how much you boast and flatter I find it hard to believe that you and your crew single-handedly took out Shizuo Heiwajima, so lets cut the pleasantries and get real, where is he now?”.

The sentence was punctuated by a blade being pointed dangerously at the unsuspecting street urchin.

He looked worried, said Nezumi was new to the city and wasn't acquainted with Izaya’s brand of business and it was painfully obvious he thought Izaya was here in this decrepit alleyway to thank or congratulate him...there would be no such thing.

”T-tch like I said man we taught the bastard a lesson after interferin’ in our business and left ’im lying in ’der” the smug look his face fell as he noticed the informant skip closer his red eyes glinting.

”I didn't check to see if he left and I'd be surprised if he could walk after all we di-!!!”

All too late he saw the glint of silver fly towards him, but he did feel warm blood trickle down his side and tastes copper in his mouth as he bit into his tongue, then he saw the very pissed informant charge towards him and armed with another knife only to be kicked to his back.

”I think I've heard quite enough of that from you. It seems you misinterpreted your invitation here this time evening, because of YOU!!!”

Izaya pressed his leg on the handle of the knife stuck probably in Nezumi’s ribs eliciting a pained gasp.

”I can't find my Shizu-chan, so let me correct whatever wrong assumption is drifting around in that empty skull of yours”

He leaned down grabbing then twisting the knife he lodged in the urchins side.

”I'm.Going.To. Make.You.Disappear”

He drove the knife deeper while twisting and adding pressure on every syllable.

The urchin dared to gasp in pain and try to pull away begging for mercy ”S-STOP, I-WE DIDN’T KILL HIM, SO WHY GO AFTER ME!!!” He yelled as another knife was plunged straight through his hand pinning it to the alley floor.

Izaya laughed in the dark grimey alley and without thinking twice then answered.

”Because you touched my property....”

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Shadows...shadows everywhere, whisking up the walls, casting on the ground and climbing up his body moving to his head, trying to ensnare his mind, whispering the sweet nothings of doubt and self hate in his mind.

He remembers calling Tom telling him he didn't feel well-it was close enough to the truth.

He remembers the buzzing in his head, the numb limbs, the static in his ears.

He was wandering down the street everything was....grey his vision swam with this paste of grey the, people?. They were all more unfocused blobs, he had kept his head down too afraid to see looks of fear and distaste.

He was wet wasn't he....among a sea of shadows and umbrellas he saw his reflection in a shop window.......All he saw was grey.

Shizuo closed his eyes, where was he to look when all he saw was the demons of his mind crawling on the wall's.

Walls?...Where am I?...These aren't my walls...Not Izaya’s walls...Izaya!

What the hell is happening,why isn't he here!? I can't breath I can't think I need...

”Izay....!”

In his frazzled state, Shizuo failed to notice the syringe that was inserted in his arms and as the sedative worked in his system he fell limp on the bed.

The shaking hands of a young man in an lab coat dropped the syringe and quickly headed for the door, he opened the bolts and briskly made his way down to an office and wasted no time in entering.

”Did you do as I instructed” The voice sounded mildly irritated probably due to the fact that they wanted nothing to do with this mess.

”Y-yes S-shiki-dono he's put to sleep with enough sedative to put an elephant to sleep but with his uhm... Unique psysiology it'll only last about twenty four hours...”

Shiki sighed ”Thats good enough, it'll give me time to inform the informant of his whereabouts... Ever since the supposed defeat of Heweijima The fool has been harassing the city gangs more than normal I'm sure he was looking for the blonde”

He looked at the confused scientist.

”I thought that Heiwajima and Orihara hated each other,Heiwajima he was calling out for him... Are the two of them...like that?”

The scientist fidgeted under the intense gaze of the Awakusu-Kai member.

Shiki let out a loud huff then made a non-comital sound.

”It doesn't matter does it all that matters is that we give Orihara what he wants and we get that raging monster out of here what's wrong with him anyways......asides from the wounds he got from the fight”

The young man straightened as he realised the attention was back on him

”Its not my area of expertise but I believe he is going through some sort of delirious episode though I can't tell why” He mumbled out his answer and tried to get the words out as quickly and accurately as he could.

Shiki sat there and took in this new piece of information, what in the world would make someone like Heiwajima Shizuo have an episode....Hmm it seemed everyone did have their own issues.

”Interesting...”

”What was that Shiki-dono?”

Shiki just pointed to the doors.

”Nothing. You can leave now...Also if you breath a word of this outside this room, lets just say you won't be breathing for much long after”

The eyes of the prominent Awakusu-kai member bore deep into the young man.

”U-understood”

And then he left.

Shiki release a breath he didn't know he was holding then scratched his head.

”Ahh this is so much more trouble than it's worth That annoying informant owes me so much for this. But it might be worth a little if I can get him to stop rampaging around the city. Who would have guessed, it seems he cares more than he let on”

Interesting, very interesting.

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#durarara #izaya orihara #izaya x shizuo #izuo #nickynesh ideas #shizuo heiwajima #wip ideas #depressed shizuo #ideas #angsty

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I posted 46 times in 2021

6 posts created (13%)

40 posts reblogged (87%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 6.7 posts.

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My Top Posts in 2021

My spooky month character HC's (for all the characters I have headcanons for) cause I can

Here they are (Prepare for a long-ass post)

Roy:

.His full first name is "Leroy" he just likes going by "Roy" (but only by his friends)

.Trans boi

.Dead name is "Aliza"

.Huge potty mouth

.Constantly raises the finger

.His hoodie is F L U F F Y as fuck

.Had an absolute shit family (transphobic (Not COMPLEATLY obvious, but they kept using his dead name and pronouns and getting him girly shit), homophobic, abusive, constantly used slurs, hated his friends which where actually MORE like family then his blood family-) but luckily he put a restraining order against them and ran away leaving a note calling them out, basically a huge "fuck you" towards them

.Is almost always sleeping over with Ross and Robert due to the situation (He switches between the places)

.Owns a truck (His dad (which has passed on and was the ONLY nice/GOOD family member to him) left it for him for when he passed on)

.He sleeps in the truck whenever his friends can't have him over (Their parents/brother WOULD like to let him stay but sometimes they just CAN'T so Roy ain't able to sleep over ALL nights)

.Really good with guns

.Pansexual

.Tiny angry boi

.Hates the spooky dance

.If he sees Ross and Robert doing it he will most likely give them the stank eye or glare at worst

.Only pretends to REALLY REALLY Hate Skid and Pump, in reality he only dislikes them

."Most likely to start a bar fight"

.Has amber eyes

.Met the other Hatzgang members when he was a girl and when he admitted he was trans they where 1000000% supportive

.Exact height is 5'9

.Smallest of the Hatzgang but the meanest/scariest

.Make him mad, R U N

.Does not like laser tag (He calls it "Looser-tag") but ironically likes laser tag like video games

.Would protect Ross and Robert with his life

.A lot stronger then he looks

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What happens when you attempt to cut hair without glasses (Garcello x Camellia)

Read on AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34905514/chapters/86918536

Rating: T for cussing

Ships: Again, look at title

Prompt used:

Person A gets gum in their hair. Person B has to cut it out. (Person B does this without disclosing that they lost their glasses and have yet to order more contacts. But perfect vision isn’t necessary, right?)

Prompt by just-another-otp-prompt-blog

I ended up tweaking the prompt slightly

Also sorry if this is wrote a little dumb I've never gotten gum stick in my hair before and I don't wear glasses or contacts so I had to wing it by googling shit

And I have no idea if FNF Camellia ACTUALLY needs his glasses to see or if their blue light glasses or whatever, but lets pretend their real glasses and he does in-fact need them to see for these oneshots mkay?

Also I thought it could be cute if they called eachother 'Garcy' and 'Cami' but only allow eachother to use those nicknames coz their special 'couples nicknames' or whatever

So anyways enjoy the second oneshot! I actually like my writing skills better on this one then the first one

Garcello and Camellia where good friends at this point, they met one day by accident when they bumped into each other while Garcello was running from an angry Daddy Dearest- But they found out they would make a decent match platonically or romantically and now they where friends, but Garcello found himself developing a crush on the sea-urchin but he attempted to hide it as he was afraid of putting himself out there.

They where currently hanging out at Garcello and Annie's apartment while Annie was currently away, Garcello was chomping down on bubble gum. He enjoyed his friends company, Garce then blew a bubble with the gum but it exploded in his face. "FUCK IT GOT IN MY HAIR-" He yelled yanking at it. "Ow ow ow ow-"

Camellia jumped off the couch, "Hold up, I think I know how to fix that!" He went to the kitchen and grabbed vegetable oil and pored some onto Garcello's hair then tried to get it out. "IT'S NOT WORKING- OW." Garcello yelled.

"Shit. I think I might have to cut you're hair. . ."

"Do whatever, Cami. I just want the damn gum out please. . ."

Camellia was about to go get the scissors but stopped. "Oh right, where do you guys keep the scissors?"

"We usually keep the hair scissors in one of the bathroom drawers."

"Okay." Camellia went to the bathroom and started rummaging through the drawers, trying not to make a mess, but he was leaning over to do so (He's 8ft tall, even if it was the top drawer he was doing so in he'd have to lean over-) so his glasses started to fall off his face. He went to push them back up but they then fell off his face. "Shit, where did those go?" He squinted and looked around trying to make sense of his now blurry surroundings.

"OW FUCK." He yelled. He shot up and held his hand, on the bright side he found the scissors! The bad side was he didn't find his glasses and HOW he found the scissors was they stabbed his finger and he was now bleeding blackish purple blood (Which was his normal blood color so it didn't alarm him (A/N: I doubt this is canon but it's a HC and kind of makes sense cause he's half sea urchin)).

He took a bandage out of his pocket (Garcello gave him some for if he needed one while at their place) and rapped it around his finger the best he could with his current vison condition.

"You good Cami?" Garcello called. 'Apparently he heard my scream' Camellia thought. "I'm fine Garcy!" It was technically the truth. Like yeah he couldn't see for shit right now but other then that he was fine.

He picked up the scissors, making sure they where blade-down like you should hold them, especially since he was going to walk around unable to see things 100% cause he still couldn't find his damn glasses. But it couldn't be that bad right?

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I ain't no professional artist but I do enjoy making artwork (Literally all the art here is fanart-)

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Soulmates AU: Black and white vision (Fnf Garcello x Camellia)

Read on AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34905514/chapters/87966583

Ships: Dude I put this in all the titles-

Rating: I'd say T I guess???

Warnings: D e a t h

Prompt used:

- Imagine your OTP living in a world where the world is black and white until you meet your soul mate and becomes b&w when they die. One day, Person A bumps into Person B by accident and their entire world lights up.

Imagine Person A being at work and suddenly their world becomes black and white.

Prompt by @otpisms

I actually edited the prompt slightly, not by much, the only thing I changed is their eyes are also colored grey/black/white until they meet and their eyes pop into color as their world does

AUs used: Ghost Garcello stays forever

Garcello looked around, he was sitting on a park bench, smoking a cigarette. He saw only black and white (and sometimes grey) through his eyes. They say it's like that until you meet you're soulmate, same thing with you're eyes, they're also black, white or grey until you meet them. but Garcello never believed he ever would meet his own. He took the ciggy he was smoking and put it out in an ashtray and threw it away. "HEY." He heard someone snap angry. He looked up and saw an angry (black and white) Daddy Dearest. "You failed to get that midget to start smoking."

Garcello was calm, unlike DD. "He was a nice kid. I did not want to "murder" a nice kid." He put airquotes around 'murder' because he would not technically be murdering him, just hooking him up to an addiction that would kill him in the future. "I D O N ' T C A R E. You failed so now you die!"

"Oh shit-" Garcello said getting up. He started running as Daddy Dearest chased him at batshit speed. Garcello ran for his life, accidently bumping into people (and apologizing) as he went. Meanwhile Daddy Dearest just mowed them over like a lawnmower.

Garcello then suddenly accidently bumped into someone who was a hell of a lot larger then him. "SHIT- Sorry sorry! I'm sorry-" He opened his eyes (which screwed shut when he hit the person) "What the fuck..." He murmured softly. His world was suddenly, colorful? "I-it's fine...But why are you running? And why am I now seeing color??" Garcello heard the larger male (he could tell it was a man by hearing his voice) say, murmuring the last part but he heard it.

Both men still did not properly look each other. "I'm running from Daddy Dearest, he's trying to kill me because I did not kill someone he wanted gone by hooking him up with cigarettes, but can you blame me? I'm not a monster and the kid was nice!" Garcello looked confused and upset as hell.

Daddy Dearest caught up to their location. "THERE YOU ARE." The large stranger stood in front of Garcello. "If you want to kill him, you're going to have to go through M E." Garcello heard the stranger say, his voice currently sounded pissed off and menacing and not calm and cool like when he accidently bumped into him, he then kinda(?) got a better look of the stranger and his current rescuer, although he only saw his backside (No not his ass his entire back-side). He saw he wore a grey tuxedo and pants which where a lighter grey, shoes which where a darker grey, round the same shade as his tux and he had white/cream colored hair that was spikey and had colored streaks in in that where a pale reddish color.

Garcello did not know how the hell he knew the names of the colors other then black, white and grey considering those where the only colors he could see up until now, but he just did. Garcello also noticed he wore a grey fedora and stood around 8 feet tall, a good 2-3 feet taller then Daddy Dearest.

He then saw a now terrified (probably because he feels tiny compared to the man) Daddy Dearest run away. "Thank you.." Garcello said softly, grateful. "You're welcome. I hate him." The man replied his voice now calm. Realization struck Garcello, "Wait a minute! When I bumped into you the second I opened my eyes I saw color! And when I had my eyes open before accidently hitting you, my vision was still black and white, and there is nobody else in this area! Then, that must mean..." He trailed off. His soulmate was another man? That did not really make sense to him but he was Pansexual so it also did make sense at the same time.

The larger man was confused putting the pieces together himself. "Wait, I think you might be right... I was here alone, and when you hit me I did too suddenly see color." Garcello smiled softly and looked up at him, seeing he had teal eyes which where covered by glasses, pale skin and light facial hair on his chin like he himself had. "Well if that's true, we should get to know each other better."

Garcello stood a little farther away, realizing how close he was. "Garcello." "Camellia." Camellia returned the smile.

After their encounter Garcello and Camellia got to know each other, they where best friends until a year after they met, when Garcello finally had the balls to ask him out from developing romantic feelings for the sea-urchin a couple of months before actually asking him out- Luckily for him he returned these feelings and they've now been boyfriends for three months, they trusted each other and told each other everything.

Except for one thing. Garcello's smoking addiction. Even while they where just friends he never told him about it. He did not want to worry him and he's already been trying to quit once they started dating, but it only got worse and he noticeably got weaker and had a harder time breathing and coughed more. Which heavily concerned Camellia but Garcello kept insisting he was fine and it was nothing so he never called a hospital or anything but it still concerned him.

Garcello just did not want to worry his Cami...

Camellia was currently about to go up on stage, his boyfriend at home because we was not feeling too well, which concerned him but he had to shake it off, he was going to do a concert while rap battling live ageist the blue haired boy they call 'BF'.

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Soulmate AU: Plushies (Garcello x Camellia)

Read on AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34905514/chapters/86917462

Rating: T (for cussing)

Ships: Look at the title

Prompt used:

Soulmate au where everyone has a plushie doll that looks like their soulmate(s).

Basic route: You cannot get rid of them because every night you sleep, they pop up right next to you.

Angst route: You can see injuries that the soulmate gets via tears in the doll.

I got the prompt from just-another-otp-prompt-blog

Warning, this oneshot was written a little lazily-

Garcello walked up to the familiar apartment door and took his keys, he and his best friend shared an apartment and shared the rent. He was deadass tired and was looking forward to going to sleep after that encounter with that blue-haired midget. He knew his girl's father was gonna kick his ass for not completing the task but as of right now, he did not care, he opened the door and walked in shutting it behind him, instead of going to his room he then sat down on the couch and enjoyed the sunrise for a minute before laying down, pulling his hat over his head hoping to get a nap in at least.

"Morning Garcello! Why you sleeping on the couch?"

Garcello jumped up and looked at the clock. '8:40, at least I got ONE hour of sleep' he thought. "Morning Annie." He said stretching before putting his hat back on.

"I'm making breakfast, also, what's with the new plush?"

Garcello was confused. "Plush? What new plush?" "This one." She shoved it into his hands the plush making a squeak noise and walked to the kitchen.

He sat up and held it so he could see it better, the plush was 8 inches tall and had a chibi character build, it had cream colored hair with reddish streaks in it, pale skin, lines on its chin (which Garcello assumed was supposed to be facial hair) and teal eyes with glasses covering them. It wore a grey suit with a black shirt, grey pants, black and blue shoes, headphones with light blue earmuffs where around it's neck and to complete the outfit it had a grey fedora on top of it's head.

Garcello squished it in his hands it making a squeak noise, it was very cute but he did not know WHY it was here. It just straight up spanned out of NOWHERE. "Okay, I don't know WHERE you came from but I guess I have no choice but to keep you as of right now."

He then went on with his day like normal (IDK what to write for that-), until it was bedtime that is.

Garcello took his jacket/open sweatshirt (whatever it is) off along with his hat and shoes leaving him only in his shirt and sweatpants he put the weird plushy on the couch and head off to bed.

He flicked the light to his room on and;

"GAAAAHhg-" He barked in surprise.

The plush was ON HIS PILLOW. He left it, ON THE COUCH.

Garcello huffed and slowed his breathing, he nearly died of smoking he did not want to die of a heart attack at only age 26.

'Relax Garce. Annie might just be playing a prank on you, or you're mind could be playing tricks on you and you never actually put it on the couch' he thought to himself. "Alright, lets get you out of here." He said picking it up and bringing it back to the living room.

He walked back to his room and there it was again; on his pillow.

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