#can’t keep him out if he can teleport in motherfuckers
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crushin’ on you. |s.s|
(a/n) omg. im kinda nervous here. i wanted to try my luck at writing for solo sikoa. aye it’s wild asl when the whole damn family fine asl. im also cooking up something for jey usoooo :))). this is also inspired by @msbigredmachine ‘I still heart you’ oneshot featuring solo and nadine. complete credit to you <3. enjoy.
“it’s cool, not tryin’ to put the rush on you. i had to let you know that i got a crush on you…”
warnings: none.
parings: fluff!solo sikoa x black!reader
tagged: @cyberdejos2
“Shit!” You let out a painful groan as you almost twisted your ankle while wearing your 6 inch heels.
“You’re so damn childish.” Your best friend, Leilani, mumbled with a roll of her eyes trailing behind you as you rushed towards catering, “You a little too old for this shit, no?”
“Instead of running your motormouth, you need to be making sure he’s not near me.” You pant, nearly out of breath from your speed walking.
“Bitch, we just speedwalked all the way to the other side of the damn building away from him! He can’t fucking teleport, dammit.” Leilani responds pulling out a chair to sit down lowering her head to the table, “Why won’t you jus—“
“You think he saw me? What if he thinks I’m crazy? All he did was wave. Fuck man. Fuck!” You whine as you throw your head into your hands in embarrassment
“I hope the motherfucker does, then you can stop running away like a 6 year old child.”
“Your mother.” You mumbled out
Currently, you found yourself in a sticky situation. You were always told before you got into this business, “Don’t fall in love with your coworkers.” And here you were. Head over heels for a certain younger Samoan. Solo was practically your husband in your head at this point. You've had a crush on him since meeting him in developmental. With a handful of conversations, hanging out with your friend group, and even going out to eat, how could you not develop even the slightest of feelings for him?
While many saw him as the silent enforcer to his older cousin, Roman, he often showed you a different side when you were alone with him. When you allowed yourself to be. You could barely contain yourself around him. If it’s from falling over the damn air, to stuttering over your words, or saying the most random shit ever…you were crushin’ on him. and you had it bad.
Safe to say, you spent your nights in your hotel room with only a box of your favorite 10 piece hot wing combo, lurking on his socials, and his friends and family’s socials from a separate account than your company one.
You found it easier to just avoid him all together, to keep your little schoolgirl feelings safe. You’ve had way too many experiences of admitting your feelings for others and it went completely left. Rejection is a part of life, but that doesn’t mean it doesn't hurt. And a man like him? coming from one of the biggest wrestling families? You were nowhere near comparable. Deciding to save yourself from the embarrassment, you’d admire the Samoan from a distance…all while creating it.
Leilani and you were walking down a hall when you spotted him talking to his brother. He through a wave in your direction with a dazzling smile, expecting you to return it. Yeah, you didn’t. Quite the opposite, in fact.
You pretend as if you didn’t see him. And spun on your heel and speed walked down the opposite direction you were intending.
Even though Solo clearly saw you, see him, see you, see him.
“Stupid, you do know you’re 31 years old, right? Not 13. Just tell him you like him. What’s the worst he can do?” Leilani explains with a agitated expression coating her face
“He could say, ‘Hey, I’m not interested.’ and there goes my fuckin
dignity. Right down the drain.” You answer
“Then onto the next, girl! He’s not the only guy you’re ever going to like. He’s not the only guy who’ll rejec—“
“Reject me. I know. Save the speech, Joel Olsten. I don’t need the embarrassment that comes from that. We work together, Lei. Do you understand how awkward that would be?” You screech out slamming your hands in the table
“You knew it was going to be awkward when you started liking him. You and him have gone out before. You’re literally friends.”
“We’re friends through friends, Lei. It’s different. We’ve never gone out alone. It’s always been with other people. But he’s not the ‘enforcer’ around me. He’s just Joseph.” You sighed, beginning to feel sorry for yourself.
Leilani was right. You were a grown woman. He’s not the only guy in the world. But somehow, in front of other people, he always had a way of doing so.
One time you went out bowling with your friends a few months back, and he opened the door for you, placing his hand on your lower back, letting you enter the building before him. That entire night, he paid more than enough attention to you. Asking you about your life outside of wrestling, laughing at your jokes, and poking fun at your lack of ability to bowl. He even ordered your food for you. He ended that night by giving you a small hug.
You could still smell his cologne if you closed your eyes tightly enough.
But what if you were reading into this all wrong? He could’ve done that as a way to show he was sincerely interested in being your friend.
Late at night you always dreamed, he was crushin’ just as hard on you as you were to him. But he’s a grown man too. He would’ve said something by now if he was genuinely interested. Right?
Right?
“You need to put on your granny panties and go up to him and ask him to hang out. Bitch, you’re old. Get your ass up. Oop, just in time.” Lei suddenly smirks, her eyes moving past your head
You furrowed your eyebrows and turned in your chair to see Solo entering the catering area, his face in his phone. You admittedly felt yourself begin to shake and start to sweat. Your chest getting heavy.
“Girl, get the fuck up. You know what, actually. Solo!” Lei suddenly shouts getting his attention
“What the fuck are you doing?” You snap into her direction
“I’m deflowering your pussy ass. Either take the chance, or shut up! Hey, Solo!”
You turned around to see him making his way to your table with a smile on his face. ‘I’m going to bitch slap her so hard’ you thought in your head, glaring at Leilani.
“Wassup y’all?” Solo says as he sits in a metal chair next to you
“Hey! We’re just talking about this one’s match tonight. I was just saying we need new gear. Here, let me sho—Dammit. My phone died. I’m gonna go get my iPad; I'll be back in a jiffy.”
Your eyes nearly popped from your skull at Leilani’s words, “I’ll be back, you two. Don’t go anywhere, yeah?” She snickers at the inside joke before standing up and walking off
You bit down on your tongue as you watched her saunter off, down the hallway of the arena. opposite of her locker room, where her iPad would be.
little lying ass bitch.
“So y’all thinking about new gear? Whatchall’ thinking about?” Solo asks, moving his arm to lay against the back of your chair.
Fuck me now, “Um…y-yeah. We are. Y’know? We needa stay up to par as tag team champions.” You stutter, silently curing yourself in your head.
“Hell yea! Yall have been killing it lately out there. I remember in developmental, you’d always say how one day you were going to dominate the women's tag team division. If only little you could see yourself right now. Right?” He grins showing his teeth
He remembered that? That was a while ago.
“Yeah. She’d probably be shitting herself.” Fuck.
He chuckles to himself before facing you again, “You guys ready for backlash? I see Natalya is gearing up. Ion know. You might got some serious competition there, baby girl.”
Was that a pet name? Why’d he call you that? Where did he get that? How many other girls does he call that?
“W-w-well she better bring her ass then to be geared the fuck down!” You respond, slightly cursing yourself.
Solo laughs at your bashfulness and you grab a mini water bottle from the center of the table. You quickly opened it and attempted to drown it in its entirety before you began coughing.
Who swallows water the wrong way? Seriously?
“Yo! Yo! You good?” Solo perches upwards with a concern look on his face actively patting your back
Does it look like i’m fucking good? What do you think?
“Y-yeah!” You cough out still hacking your lungs
“Lemme getchu som—Hey, wait a minute.“ Solo's words were cut off as you waved your hand off and stood up to leave. Still coughing, you walked toward the exit with a frown on your face.
Once again, you fucked it up and embarrassed yourself. This time by choking on your water.
“Hey, wait. It’s oka—“ Solo's words were cut off once again as you leaned too close to the door, yanking it open resulting in hitting your head with it.
Before anyone else could see your multiple fuckups, you quickly exited the catering area. You walked as fast as you could to your locker room, clutching your head. You felt the tears in your eyes begin to form at your embarrassment. You felt sorry for yourself. A 31 year old grown ass woman, couldn’t admit to a dude that you were feeling him. The shit was pitiful to say the least.
You clutched your jacket closer to your body as you waited for your Uber Eats delivery to arrive. After a long night, you made the ‘expected’ decision to just head back to the hotel for the night. Avoiding Solo for the duration of the show. Wherever you spotted him, you made sure you weren’t. or at least well hidden. You lowered your gaze down to your phone, eyeing the unread message from Leilani.
Lei: Soooooo. You 2 lovebirds bond?
You didn’t have it in your heart to tell her the truth. Once again, you messed up. If he didn’t think you were weird before, he certainly does now.
Shaming yourself for wearing shorts, while it was chilly outside, you saw the car of your Uber Eats driver pull up. You stayed near the hotel entrance and prepared to greet him to receive your order. As the man gets out with a bag, from the corner of your eye, you couldn’t help but notice Solo beginning to walk towards you, his suitcase in tow. You quickly retrieved your bag, and headed back inside.
Not again. No, never again.
Just as you pressed the elevator button, you heard the creaking of wheels.
“Wassup?” He greets with a smile
“Hey.” You smile back up at the man
Solo's face gains a confused look. You were being short with him. while he knew you were shy. You at least attempted more of a conversation with him.
As the elevator opened, you both entered. You kept your head hung low, as you both waited to reach the floor. When the doors opened, you stepped out and quickly walked towards your room door, accepting your defeat.
“Hey, wait a second.” Solo starts, following behind you.
You were prepared to keep the conversation short and simple. Do not allow yourself to be swept away into another series of painful and embarrassing events.
“Why are you always so…different? Around me. I see you with everyone else. Leilani. The other ladies and guys. You’re yourself. But when it comes to me? You’re different. Wassup? Did I do something?”
You let out a breath as you stared up at the man. You had one shot. And here it was, right here. He was right. You weren’t normally the shy type. But dammit, you could barely form a sentence near him. Leilani was right. There were more fish in the sea. Even if this was the fish you wanted.
“Solo listen. I…I have feelings for you. Bad. I try to save my own feelings by pushing them to the side, but instead I end up looking like a fucking dumbass, every-single-time. I know what you’re going to say. And it’s cool. I’m not tryna put the rush on you. So just sav—“
You were ready to continue your ramble. Ready to explain and accept your rejection. You felt yourself being pressed against the door of your hotel room as Solo's lips combined with yours.
You dropped your bag of food onto the ground, and your arms slid around his neck. You felt yourself moan into his mouth as his tongue snaked into yours, welcoming. His arms slid around your waist, pressing your body against his. As you both tasted each other and fought for dominance, you thought back to what Leilani said. Ole ass was right.
You pulled away from Solo, keeping your arms locked around his neck. “And what if I said I was feeling you too? Then what?” He responded
“I’d be speechless.”
“Good. Save yourself from saying something crazy again.” He chuckles before diving in again for another taste of your lips against his.
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kiss prompt 47 please? 👉👈
(Kiss Prompt List)
This is it. The Final Kiss Prompt. I finally got them all cleared from my inbox. We climbed this whole mountain. Everyone give yourselves a pat on the back. (And a thousand thanks to Peach, who helped me brainstorm a plot when I was drawing a blank on this prompt.)
47: ...out of spite.
Gordon hit the ground with a clang like a cymbal crash, and Bubby booed from the top of the ladder.
“Hurry up, Gordon, we’re going to be late!”
“It’s - I can’t - I only have one hand, dude!” Gordon flailed the bloody stump in the air. Bubby huffed and rolled his eyes.
“Excuses, excuses,” he said, then looked over his shoulder and darted away. “Tommy, stop that! I want some!”
“Christ,” Gordon hissed, letting his sweaty forehead rest against the cool metal railing with a thunk.
“hey, wow, what’s wrong with you? can’t even…d’you need to uh, download a ladder pack? huh? need a skill check?”
“I will fucking murder you,” Gordon replied in a conversational tone, not moving his head.
“that’s not very nice,” Benrey muttered. “can you, uh…can you move, then? so i can go?”
Gordon turned around and thumped his shoulders against the ladder rungs, squarely blocking the way as he leveled a glare at Benrey.
“No. Fuck you. You can fucking - teleport, or some shit. Did you forget I saw you drop out of the goddamn sky earlier? Go do that.”
“huh? no i didn’t.”
“Yes you did, you motherfucker! I saw you! There was a cactus there!”
Benrey smirked. “that doesn’t sound right. i don’t like, uh….cactuses.”
“It’s ‘cacti,’” Gordon snapped.
“what is?”
“The plural of - of cactus.” Gordon felt like he was losing control of the conversation, but forged on regardless. “It’s not cactuses, it’s cacti.”
Benrey shrugged. “okay. weird. can you move, please?”
Gordon leaned back harder and awkwardly crossed his arms as much as he could without dripping too much more blood over his one remaining hand. “No.”
Benrey hummed, glancing up at the platform the other scientists had already scaled, then looking back at the tunnel they’d all just come through. “okay, fine,” he sighed. “if you let me up i’ll, uh, give you a kiss.”
“You’ll - what?” Gordon nearly choked.
“you heard me.”
“I wish I didn’t,” Gordon replied weakly. “Why do you - in what world would that be an incentive to me?”
“i dunno, man,” Benrey shrugged. “you’re the one who keeps, uh, eatin’ my balls. sayin’ my voice is pretty. i’m just -”
“Your voice is not pretty,” Gordon interrupted. “Your - it’s the sweet voice, the - the singing -”
“i’ve heard you,” Benrey said mildly. “no take-backs.”
“It’s not a take back, okay, it’s - I never said that in the first place, it’s you putting words in my mouth -”
“you wish i put stuff in your mouth,” Benrey muttered, and Gordon sputtered at him.
“Why would I even want to kiss you, huh? Because I don’t. At all.”
Benrey glanced at the top of the ladder again, and Gordon tipped his head back as well to make sure the others weren’t poking their heads over like a peanut gallery.
“i guess that makes sense,” Benrey said, and Gordon looked back down to see him inspecting his nails. He kept losing and regaining the chipped black nail polish, to the point that Gordon wasn’t sure it was even real - but he had it now, and seemed unperturbed by the cracked state of his nails. “i mean,” he continued, “i wouldn’t want to kiss someone this good if i was, uh, that bad.”
“Excuse me?”
“s’common sense,” Benrey shrugged. “you prob’ly don’t have the, uh, skillset for that either. gotta…level up first. ladders, kissing - you’re really…not prepared for all this.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Gordon snapped, flailing his good arm at Benrey. “Don’t tell me I suck at kissing when you - you don’t know shit!”
“yeah, well, you’re obviously scared to, so…”
“I am not scared to, okay, I just have no desire to - you - you’re the one who brought it up!”
“what, are you thinkin’ bout kissin’ all day?”
“What? No!” Flustered and confused by the direction this conversation had gone in, Gordon spun around and grabbed the ladder again, kicking his foot up and starting to climb. But he’d only made it three steps before his boot slipped on a rung and he barked his shins on the railing as he was forced to let go and drop back to the floor with a clang.
Gordon glared at the offending rungs at the base of the ladder. He wasn’t sure if it was his or someone else’s, but something had recently dripped enough blood on the bottom two rungs that the boots of the HEV suit were slipping - and without the balance of two hands to hold himself up, Gordon was at a disadvantage.
“wow, don’t hurt yourself,” Benrey said from behind Gordon, and he hunched his shoulders and fought the urge to rip the ladder off the wall and beat Benrey to death with it.
“Shut up,” he said instead. “Shut the fuck up, don’t -”
Somewhere above them, something exploded. Gordon flinched and glared up at the top of the platform.
“Fuck, we have to get up there.” Then he turned and looked at Benrey - at his two good hands, and his one good gun. “What am I saying, I’m useless in a fight right now. You have to get up there; they might be in trouble.”
“yeah? well, let me by, then.”
Gordon’s mouth twisted in distaste, but he stepped aside. “Ladder’s slippery,” he said as Benrey trotted past him.
“uh-huh,” Benrey replied scathingly, and scurried up the ladder like a fucking lemur.
“Goddammit,” Gordon snarled, and followed him laboriously, setting both feet before moving his hand, keeping his severed arm tucked close to the chestpiece of the HEV suit.
More gunshots echoed overhead, and Gordon even heard a couple bullets sing by as they flew over his head. Another explosion rattled the ladder and he had to pause and just hold on as concrete dust and rust flakes rained down on him from the ceiling. All in all, he was pretty fucking pleased with himself when he hauled his sore body over the top of the ladder and collapsed onto the platform.
“Two out of ten on the dismount,” Bubby’s voice yelled from several yards away. Facedown on the concrete, Gordon raised his hand and flipped him off.
“why not one out of ten?” Benrey asked, from slightly closer.
“Well, he’s not actually dead,” Bubby replied, then there was a whoosh of flame and his cackling grew more distant.
Gordon growled and dragged himself upright in stages. He swayed on his feet for a moment until his head stopped spinning, then walked carefully away from the bloodstained ladder. Benrey stood with his back to Gordon, idly spinning his gun around one finger. The others appeared to be further down the single corridor. At least Gordon didn’t have to make a choice on which way to go: he could just follow the explosions.
Benrey glanced up as Gordon drew even with him. “wow, good job completing the ladder level,” he droned. “tomorrow we’ll, uh, start on stairs.”
“You’re a fucking asshole,” Gordon said pleasantly. “What happened to the kissing level, huh?”
“nah,” Benrey shook his head. “you’re way too, uh, underpowered. gotta level up more before you could even try to hold your own.”
Gordon snorted. “Is that so? And what - what evidence is that judgment based on, you dick?”
“i know things,” Benrey said primly. “gordon freeman sucks at kissing. everyone knows that.”
Gordon’s jaw clenched, and he darted a glance down the corridor to make sure it was empty of both friends and foes. Once he knew there were no witnesses, he reached up and snagged Benrey’s jaw, tugging his face around and up.
“bwuh?” Benrey said.
Gordon ducked his head and kissed him with spiteful intensity. He pulled out all the stops, working their mouths together, darting his tongue out to dance across the seam of Benrey’s lips, then biting Benrey’s lower lip and tugging it sharply as he pulled back. When Gordon straightened up, Benrey sagged against him, both hands gripping the HEV suit like he would fall down without its support.
“Don’t even try to score that, I know it was ten out of ten,” Gordon said, trying to disguise his hammering heartbeat. Benrey looked too dazed to notice anything - he was flushed bright red and his eyes were glassy and shocked. Gordon snorted and unhooked his hands one at a time from the HEV suit. Benrey swallowed, then stepped back, still holding the pistol in one hand. He gave it a halfhearted twirl and fumbled his grip.
The pistol went off, firing up at an angle. A moment later, a bloody pigeon smacked into the concrete and bounced, leaving a puff of feathers where it hit the ground. Gordon and Benrey both stared at it.
“i, uh…i didn’t mean to do that,” Benrey mumbled.
“It happens to plenty of guys,” Gordon said, his voice only slightly strangled. “Nothing to be ashamed of.”
He could only keep a straight face for a moment, though. It lasted until Benrey turned a betrayed expression on him, and then he had to take off, whooping laughter echoing off the corridor walls as he hurried after the rest of their group.
Benrey would follow him, Gordon knew that. He would watch his back, if only to try to get revenge for the kissing thing later. And if it involved more kissing…well. Gordon touched his lips, still grinning. Maybe he wouldn’t mind that.
#hlvrai#my words#kiss prompts#snippets#askbox#on anon#blood#swearing#animal death (pigeon)#vague reference to premature ejaculation#ladders are hard for everyone#i suppose that could be a metaphor too#peachquarters#don't think this means i won't accept any more kiss prompts#i've just had at least one in my inbox for like five months#so this is very exciting for me
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BBS Dialogue Prompts #306
BBS Dialogue Prompts & Sentence Starters: [ 8 ]
SMII7Y
I’m trying to watch the cutscene, shut up.
I don’t need to do that, he’ll just do it himself.
That doesn’t exist, that’s not a thing!
Let’s do a sacrifice, that sounds like a good idea.
This one decision would cost them their lives.
Breaking news, this guy’s fucking dead!
I'm gonna kiss you on the mouth.
I did not cheat.
See what happens when you're friendly to everybody.
You’re still really mad about that, huh?
And you can’t even afford it.
Somebody go check on this man.
I was just kidding anyways, I wasn’t sorry.
I can’t really fuck up here, can I?
Do you know how this mode works?
Why the fuck am I holding it like this though?
Let’s roadkill some motherfuckers.
Can I swear or no?
This is a good challenge, I will not swear.
Isn’t it being an adult all about cursing?
GRIZZY
I'd say it was pretty successful.
I'm gonna go explore.
I literally cannot move.
Oh, I'm already dying.
I'm in the back seat.
I didn't even see him down there.
I'd say it was pretty successful.
What, he took the fucking shot for you.
I don't even know who to fucking shoot.
He froze me, and said where the fuck I'm at.
BLARG
Hold on, this one's my favorite.
Oh, I'm so excited.
Why do you keep doing this, my friend?
Us ugly motherfucker's have to stick together.
We got the same brain, for real.
Shut up, bitch, I'll cut your legs off.
I don't understand flying very much.
Oh no, I'm on a bike.
You guys want to hear me chew a jelly bean real loud?
I am one of you, pay no mind to the me, I'm one of you, I'm a hunter.
BIGPUFFER
Wait, when do we attack?
Someone bring me back.
No, they're going to red, and they're going to beat the shit out of us.
Oh, I fell in a hole, fuck.
We need to consume his soul.
Shoot the ground, shoot the ground!
Oh, we need the keys.
I don't want to do this anymore.
Oh no, nevermind, I didn't see him until now.
Go ahead, start it up.
VANOSSGAMING
It all makes sense now.
Keep in mind, this theory is a work in progress build, so don’t quote us on that.
Who the fuck is this guy?
Why are you so far ahead?
Where the fuck did he get that?
It doesn’t sound safe.
I need privacy, get out of here.
We all went through this.
That sounds really painful.
I think we should discreetly leave.
NOGLA
This isn't as cool as you think.
You're gonna have to live with the pain of not knowing.
I know you guys love bugs!
I don't think that's in this.
Does anyone have a scarf?
This is so loud and annoying.
What are you eating over there?
We’re eating the same sandwich at the same time?
Doesn’t this look a lot shittier.
I want a gummy, give me a gummy.
TERRORISER
I know you can hear me!
Some motherfucker dragged the body away.
I think I have to disconnect.
I just heard a fart and I died.
I don't see it, it's not fair.
Is it weird that I'm into it?
I'll happily die here.
I got teleported!
I didn't kill anyone!
I'll be right back, I just need to get a kleenex.
MOO
Yeah, I'm not a fan of doing this.
Yes, I'm desperate.
I just took my arm off, can I please throw it at you?
After all these years, I finally found it.
Why did you take us to this room?
Sure, go to the left room...
That's exactly what we need…
Yeah, I'm gonna head out.
You got no class, man.
I want to do the heist, and get it over with, so he stops calling me.
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oh yeah pets post
figured it was time i introduce all the beasts i share my home with
moose- jack russel/fox terrier mix, 2 y/o
my best friend my pal my homeboy my rotten soldier my sweet cheese my good time boy. biggest fucking bastard ever. rescued. likes to yell and snuggle. i love this thing like nothing else and he makes my life so so difficult. moose’s own personal tag is #The Beast
tinyboy- crested gecko, 7ish? y/o
oooobh hes so aaaangry. i never gave him an actual name so i call him tinyboy. whoops. my first (and currently only) personal reptile. i love him and i love cresties. he has a bioactive viv that i built in summer 2019 and am really proud of.
olive & ginger- mongolian gerbils
i got these boys in april ‘23 a few months after the last of my original gerbils passed away (because i realized i couldn’t live without gerbils), and they’re settling in very well. DID YOU KNOW: baby gerbils have the ability to teleport short distances
now it’s time for the bugs BABYYYY
thistle- g. pulchripes (chaco golden knee) sling
my first ever tarantula!! they’ve grown an absolute ton in the year i’ve had them and i can’t wait to see them grow more.
pizza- brachypelma boehmei juvenile
enjoyable creature who lives in a hole. one of my dream species and i was really lucky to snag them at an expo last winter! they’re always out on display and are really fun to watch.
jean jacket- c. cyaneopubescens (gbb) sling
great eater who’s just starting to show adult colors! they make really cool webs.
mojave- t. albopilosus (curlyhair) sling
got them for free at an expo as a tiny little thing and they’ve put on an impressive amount of growth!
h. formosus (pumpkin patch) sling
look at this tiny motherfucker. look at it.
disco- amblypygid (phrynus sp?)
for an animal that hardly moves for periods of days/weeks, disco absolutely rules. they’re eating well and growing steadily.
cubaris sp. “panda king” colony
no pics as i never see them out. i got ~4 for free at an expo in august and just recently saw babies! they’re so cute and i hope i can expand my colony more
porcellio laevis “dairy cow” colony
similar situation, got 4 for free with an online order, which included one gravid female! i have many, many babies now and they’re in one of my favorite setups.
deceased/former pets
i used to keep honeybees and would love to again in the future but would rather promote habitats and education about native pollinator species. that said bees are extremely fun and harvesting honey you and a few hundred thousand bees created is like nothing else
i’ve kept bettas and aquatic snails and REALLY want a big freshwater tank when my housing situation is more stable, but unfortunately aquatics isn’t accessible to me at the moment.
gerbils (first group, 2019-2023): link, ganon, zelda and mipha were my first gerbils and i loved them dearly. link and ganon were both born with deformities- a missing eye and a bad leg- and ganon only passed away recently. they were such a wonderful introduction into rodent keeping and i’ll always remember them for the joy they brought me during some really rough times.
juniper: juniper the syrian hamster was a rescue i adopted in december 2022 and who passed in september 2023. she was an amazing little animal who changed completely from a shy and anxious ghost hamster into a bold and sweet lady who would come out for treats and walk around on my shoulders. she made me fall in love with hamsters and i wish i’d gotten more time with her.
nyx: nyx was a ghost mantis (phyllocrania paradoxa) who lived for just over a year and who completely kicked ass. she was so cool and i really want to keep more mantids in the future.
animals at work
i work at a nature center where we have three ambassador animals: a bullsnake, a tiger salamander, and (our newest addition) a fire belly newt. you might see me post about them as my work season starts to pick up pace. not my personal pets but i help care for them and do educational programming with them.
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Don’t forget October 3rd. Tua fma au???
I’ll be honest I only watched a chunk of fmab and everything else I know about the series comes from the fandom lmao
But this could be funny sO some tidbits from an au I will not actually write
AU where truth spots some weird anomaly in space time and picks it up only to almost get his face torn off by a feral five and is like “I know exactly where to put you!! :)” and all the hargreeves pop up in Roy’s office
Allison and Hawkeye get along like a house on fire
And by that I mean Allison and Hawkeye spar, Allison flips her like a pancake, and Hawkeye has to prevent herself from getting down on one knee on the spot
Allison sees Hawkeyes shooting skills and asks Hawkeye to teach her, like Allison doesn’t already know how to shoot a gun, and they have a way too sexually charged lesson
Havoc ends up with the biggest crush on Klaus but doesn’t KNOW about it for like, the equivalent of an entire season
Everyone has running bets on how long it will take Havoc to realize
(Klaus is winning)
Havoc keeps playing yearning music and keeps saying “I don’t know I’m just in the mood for it!” while he’s sobbing after seeing klaus for 1 second
Roy takes one look at feral thirteen year old five next to an equally feral fifteen year old Ed and is like “no absolutely not”
Five is a mathematical prodigy and loves the logic of alchemy and picks it up QUICK
Five and Ed are at each other’s throats like, full knives out sides are taken and buildings may not survive
Al: brother why do you hate the newcomer so much
Ed: hate him? What are you talking about this is the best debate I’ve had in years and I WILL prove that shit wrong about the application of soul alchemy in teleportation and make him EAT his fucking words
Vanya has such strong fade into the background energy that a dedicated cult pops up among the investigations office
Vanya speaks up and jump scares the entire room who completely didn’t realize or forgot about the existence of an entire person
Investigations: how do you DO IT?
Vanya: thanks it’s the trauma :)
Luther hangs out with the cool chimera people and also ends up as very weird friends with Major Armstrong
Major Armstrong cries a lot but is also a bizarrely good friend and also they are flexing buddies
Al can see Ben bc of fucked up soul alchemy reasons and they just trade snide comments about their siblings back and forth before going to bail them out
Diego runs around capturing criminals and also hanging out with the team Roy squad, somehow ends up being regarded as the second most competent hargreeves after Allison
Idk maybe truth is the reason why all those women had spontaneous pregnancies, like haha fun being a weird fucked up little god :)
The hargreeves and elrics shake hands over trauma surrounding father figures
Five: I’m going to kill truth with my bare hands
Ed, tearing up: you’re my best friend
Al: what about winry
Ed: winry is FAMILY, al. five on the other hand is a piece of shit who I will enjoy murdering in cold blood (affectionate)
Five: fuck you too, bitchboy (affectionate)
Klaus keeps making comments about five making friends while five and ed are rolling around trying to strangle each other and destroying Roy’s office in the process
Roy desperately keeps trying to get the hargreeves to care about going home so they can no longer be his problem
(None of them are that interested in going home sorry Roy sucks to suck)
#tua fma au#I am writing this in bed#I need to go to sleep#I just think five and Ed would be hilarious friends#Roy cries when they’re in the same room together#five and Ed 🤝 over being feral and being short but sensitive about that fact#five probably straight up lives in the library for weeks#can’t keep him out if he can teleport in motherfuckers#I think they all have a good time uwu
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BnHA 323: “I Don’t Know How to Explain to You That You Should Care About Other People”
Previously on BnHA: Kacchan was all, “Izuku, I’m sorry.” Bakugou Stans were all, “[sobs for a week straight and tearfully awards him the Nobel Prize for character development].” Deku was all, “[faints in Kacchan’s arms].” Iida was all, “[trying to decide if Ochako genuinely tried to kill him a few minutes ago].” Horikoshi was all, “NO TIME FOR HUGS WE MUST GET BACK TO UA.” The civilians holed up at U.A. were all, “WE TOOK A VOTE AND DECIDED THAT WE’RE ALL GOING TO BE JERKS ABOUT THIS AND MAKE A BIG FUSS ABOUT YOU LETTING DEKU BACK INTO THE SCHOOL.” Deku was all “[stands there looking like he expected nothing less and breaking my heart more and more with each passing moment].” Ochako was all, “that does it, looks like I’m gonna have to do something about this... next chapter, that is.”
Today on BnHA: Flashback!Rat Principal is all “I just want you all to know that I spent nine million dollars turning U.A. into a giant Battleship-style grid that can burrow underground and zoom around in a giant subway maze because Horikoshi lacks a grounded understanding of both civil engineering and economics.” Back in the present day, Jeanist is all, “EVERYONE TAKE HEED, MY COMRADES AND I HAVE DEEMED IT EXPEDIENT TO CONVEY THIS AUSPICIOUS YOUTH BACK TO THIS STRONGHOLD. WE ANTICIPATE THAT WE MAY DEPEND UPON YOUR GOODWILL AND ACQUIESCENCE TO THESE TERMS.” The civilians were all, “NO.” Ochako was all, “EMPATHY, MOTHERFUCKERS, DO YOU SPEAK IT?!” The civilians were all, “oh shit.” Anyway so Ochako is a giant badass, but I’m a little worried that she’s going to get struck by lightning. Please come down from there.
so before we start this chapter, I would just like to apologize for having not posted the ch 321 recap yet, and would like to reassure everyone, and especially Iida who is staring at me with Sad Wobbly Guilt Trip Eyes, that I will get to that as soon as I can
OMG FLASHBACK??
yes please Horikoshi please show us more of class 1-A and their Deku intervention strategy jam sessions
oh dear
Iida you are too pure and good for this cruel world. [sprays the U.A. civilians with a water bottle] NO. BAD CIVILIANS! NO OSTRACIZING SCARED AND EXHAUSTED CHILDREN IN THE HOUSE
EXCUSE ME RAT PRINCIPAL WHAT’S WITH THESE MIXED MESSAGES
???
RAT PRINCIPAL: he’s free to return to us at any time!!
ALSO RAT PRINCIPAL: but it’s too risky for him to return to us
?? ??????? ?????????????????????
so now he’s going on about how strong the U.A. Barrier is, and how it’s comparable to the defensive capabilities of Tartarus. this would have sounded a lot more impressive before chapter 297 lol
OH!!!! HELLO, WHAT’S THIS!!!
A TIMELY CALLBACK TO A CERTAIN MYSTERIOUS EVENT WHICH HASN’T BEEN REFERENCED SINCE USJ? [U.A. TRAITOR MUSIC INTENSIFIES]
so now Rat Principal says he upgraded U.A.’s security systems with his own “modifications”, whatever the fuck that means. I mean look, I’ve been saying for a long time now that U.A. is the best place for everyone to hole up, don’t get me wrong. but that was mostly on account of there not being any other practical alternatives. but you’re making it sound like you figured out a way to actually make it Decay-proof or some wild shit like that
-- hold up, DID YOU ADD A FORCE FIELD. DID YOU TRICK THIS SCHOOL OUT WAKANDA-STYLE YOU CRAZY MARSUPIAL. HOLY SHIT. because that would actually be perfect
LMAO
WHAT KIND OF GALAXY BRAIN BULLSHIT. “NAH THERE’S NO NEED FOR A FORCE FIELD, LET’S JUST PUT WHEELS ON IT”
oh okay so the whole campus is basically capable of burrowing itself underground. that’s insane lol I wonder how they pulled that off. probably got poor Cementoss working overtime
blah blah blah so basically the entire campus is split into a grid and each section of the grid is capable of its own independent movement. lol this is just the Merone Base from KHR. you thought no one would notice this casual plagiarism ten years after the fact, but YOU UNDERESTIMATED YOUR AUDIENCE, HORIKOSHI
“joke’s on you imma just lampshade it” WELL ALL RIGHT THEN
“look at me I’m so fucking self-aware” fucking swear to god. I can’t believe this man is my favorite mangaka of all time smdh
“excuse me, I wasn’t finished describing all the rest of this bullshit yet,” Rat Principal breaks in impatiently. “we also added a steel wall all around the underground of the campus that’s 3000 steel plates thick. that’s fifteen fucking meters of solid fucking steel just fyi. and if anyone fucks around with any part of it the defense system will activate immediately! and also all of the plates are independently motorized, whatever the fuck that means!! in conclusion you’re gonna need a fucking tower crane to suspend all of your disbelief by the time I’m through with this paragraph”
“also Shiketsu is almost as reinforced as U.A. but not quite because we still had to make sure we were better.” but of course. and apparently the two schools are connected via a secret tunnel as Hagakure mentioned earlier
LSDKFJLSDKJFLK
“WAIT WHAT” LMAO YOU HEARD HIM, NOW INASA CAN VISIT YOU BOTH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND TELL YOU ALL ABOUT THE WEIRD DREAM HE HAD. GOD BLESS YOU HORIKOSHI
(ETA: moment of appreciation for Shouto and Katsuki having the same thought at the same time and making Knowing Eye Contact and saying the exact same thing out loud in perfect unison like the best friends they are. what a blessed day.)
so Tokoyami is all “but wait if you engineered all this shit all the way back during the Band arc how did you even know that Tomura’s quirk awakening would become a thing, Horikoshi -- uh, I mean, Principal Nezu”
and Rat Principal is all “lol idk”
“basically I just woke up one morning and was all ‘say, you know what this school really needs? a fifteen-meter-thick underground steel wall, and the ability to break up into little pieces that individually zoom around wherever the fuck they want.’ jesus christ. lol if money and common sense were apparently no obstacle why didn’t you just teleport U.A. to the fucking moon or something. maybe I should shut up before I given him any ideas
dsfaelkjldkjgl
you heard it here first, folks, all of this cost a grand total of nine million U.S. dollars. well technically it cost “more than” nine million dollars. never has that distinction been more important lmao. are we sure this barrier was really made of steel and not cardboard? who the hell sold it to them, Ea-Nasir??
this is my favorite manga series of all time. yes I am ashamed
“in conclusion please do your best to reach Deku-kun” SO WHAT WAS ALL THAT NONSENSE ABOUT IT BEING TOO RISKY THEN. anyway thank you for this super informative and edifying flashback, Horikoshi. I will cherish it always. I don’t even want to read another translation of this absurdity lmao, there’s something special about it just the way it is. pretty sure Horikoshi just had a cracked out fever dream one night and transferred it to the pages of the manga verbatim
anyway so back to the unruly mob
not their finest moment. please excuse me while I cover poor Deku’s ears and give him a good shoosh pap
oh wow the parents are out here too
is Mitsuki trying to hold Inko back?? that’s the last thing this fandom needs right now is more Mitsuki discourse fffwlkjs. and even Jiroudad, scientifically proven to be the best dad in all of BnHA, is just standing there silently looking vaguely unhappy. way to rise to the moment you guys
MONOMA
so this settles it for me that Aizawa is not at UA. I know a lot of people have been wondering about his whereabouts, and if I had to wager a guess it would be that something happened with Shirakumo/Kurogiri. I can’t think of anything else -- even the loss of an eye and a limb -- that would keep him from his kids at a time like this
anyway but this is excellent Monoma content right here though. I love that he apparently adopted Eri after a single interaction with her. also WHERE IS SHINSOU DAMMIT. THE PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW
and Kouta’s there too looking like he wants to run over to Deku but Ragdoll won’t let him :/
it’s gotta be pretty upsetting for him to see his hero like this and not having anyone stand up for him. [taps megaphone] IS THIS THING ON. OKAY YEAH IT SEEMS TO BE WORKING. AHEM. PAGING URARAKA OCHAKO. GONNA NEED YOU TO GET OVER HERE ALREADY AND MAKE THAT BIG DRAMATIC SPEECH WHICH YOU ARE CLEARLY DYING TO MAKE. IF YOU DON’T DO IT SOON I’M GONNA HAVE TO STEP IN, AND YOU REALLY DON’T WANT ME TO DO THAT SINCE MY SPEECH WILL NOT BE VERY GOOD OR INSPIRING, AND WILL PROBABLY JUST CONSIST OF “HELLO, YOU ARE ALL STUPID, PLEASE SHUT UP AND GO AWAY”
so now Mic is telling them to calm down. at least someone’s speaking up here, geez
OH MY GOD
MY MAN JEANIST OUT HERE DOING WHAT HE DOES BEST: MAKING EVERYONE FEEL GUILTY AND JUDGED
OH MY GOD HE IS GIVING SUCH A LONG AND BORING SPEECH LMAO IS YOUR STRATEGY TO PUT THEM ALL TO SLEEP OR WHAT
truly in awe of this man’s ability to take messages which could easily be conveyed in ELI5-speak, and stubbornly convert them into incomprehensible language the likes of which you need a graduate degree in order to understand
“hey guys, so originally our plan was to use Deku as bait for the villains, but that didn’t really work and also we realized it was kinda dumb and was probably gonna get him killed, so we brought him back here instead.” was that really so hard, Jeanist. also are we all really just gonna sit back here and watch Jeanist take full credit for Bakugou’s plan just like that lmao
(ETA:
WHERE DID ENDEAVOR GO AND WHO IS THIS DIABOLICAL MASTER OF DISGUISE. lol I genuinely didn’t notice this because I was too busy digging through thesauruses trying to rewrite Jeanist’s speech; many thanks to @class1akids for pointing it out and making my day immeasurably better. take it easy there Dick Tracy.)
“anyway so please stop being dicks and let him fucking rest so he can save all your ungrateful asses” what an impassioned and inspiring plea. time to see if the masses will listen to reason
narrator: they did not listen to reason
oh my god finally Ochako is doing something. YEAH OCHAKO WOOOO SHOW THEM HOW IT’S DONE
hmm
this entire chapter is truly and utterly nonsensical to me lol
(ETA: on my second readthrough I’m fucking dying at how she stole the megaphone right out of Mic’s hand lmao. and how Kacchan is all “fuck yeah nothing I appreciate more than some quality fucking larceny.”)
oh I see she was jumping on top of the main building so as to scream down at them all more impressively
“ANYWAY DEKU IS PRETTY COOL ACTUALLY, YOU GUYS ARE JUST MEAN” couldn’t have said it better myself Ochako
lol uh
gotta say I did not have “Ochako reveals the secret of OFA to the entire U.A. Citizen Clown Parade” on my bingo card for this week. it’s a bold strategy cotton let’s see if it pays off
SDLFKJSL
“NO, SERIOUSLY, HAVE YOU LOOKED AT HIM YOU GUYS. YOU THINK HE LIKES RUNNING AROUND DRESSED LIKE A RUSTED OIL DRUM?? HE DID THAT FOR YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL SLOBS”
so she is basically explaining the entire Deku Angst arc to them and explaining what a good and selfless protagonist Deku is, YES, PREACH
OMG IT’S THE GIGANTIC FOX LADY
not to insinuate anything, but what exactly were you doing standing out here with the hysterical mob, Gigantic Fox Lady? you’re better than that
-- KACCHAN SIGHTING!!
sdlkfjl. thanks for weighing in with that helpful and important observation. where have you been for the last five minutes. were you asleep. was it Jeanist’s speech
never mind, now he’s yelling at the civilians so I instantly forgive him
THE FUTURE NUMBER ONE HERO, EVERYONE. THANK YOU, THANK YOU. HE’LL BE HERE ALL WEEK
“anyway so I’m just going to end the chapter here” lmao seventeen pages truly do go by so fast. at least he didn’t try to force in a cliffhanger at the end this time. dare I say, growth
so I guess the civilians are either gonna have a Kamino and/or Fukuoka-esque moment where they remember how to be decent people and apologize to this poor young man, or else they’ll remain unpersuaded, and so Kacchan will have to knock a few of their heads around until they become more inclined to be reasonable. either option is fine by me lol
#bnha 323#uraraka ochako#rat principal#class 1-a#bnha#boku no hero academia#bnha spoilers#mha spoilers#bnha manga spoilers#makeste reads bnha
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Yandere hcs for the male villains? Preferably with a male reader, but gn works too.
He is possessive like no tomorrow
He tries to woo his darling first, only resorting to kidnapping if they continue to turn him down or he perceives there is a threat to them
Stalks them a lot before he even approaches them, noting their likes and dislikes, any unique preferences and other personal info
He may be a broke ass man but whatever money he does acquire (Aka steals) he spends on making his darling comfortable after kidnapping them
This man won’t raise a hand against his darling
Instead he will resort to psychological tactics and “remove” others (i.e. their family members, friends, etc.)
He will “train” his darling to love him
Won’t “force” himself on them, but will coerce them into it (again mind games)
His favourite method of “training” is isolation and he will leave them alone locked in a room with food and water for days with no source of entertainment
He’s not delusional and is aware of what he is doing is wrong, but he just wants to be loved
He loves cuddling his darling, especially when they are in his lap
If they ever show him willing affection, he would be over the moon.
There is no subtlety with this ashy motherfucker
He goes straight to kidnapping them and keep them in his room with a nest of blankets and pillows for them in one corner or even the closet if they want
will threaten to dust them if they try to escape
he will dust those they care about and anyone who seems to get too close as punishment
Demands daily affections and cuddles, always mindful to wear his digi-art gloves so as to not accidentally dust them
Will demand them to tell him about themselves (What they like, what they dislike, their favourite colour, etc.)
If they play nice, so will he, doting on them with affection and stolen gifts
He will restrain them if necessary, but always makes sure the restraints are padded enough to not be too uncomfortable.
He kidnaps his darling early on, under the veil of providing protection
Kai is incredibly possessive of his darling, making them scrub themselves red if they are touched by someone else
He treats them like royalty if they behave, and like a burdensome pet if they don’t
He keeps track of all of their health stats, performing medical exams on them himself on a monthly if not weekly basis
His favourite thing to do is simply sit and observe them through the two way mirror of their room.
He isn’t above hurting them, “remaking” them if they try to escape, but he prefers punishments that don’t mark their skin
Honestly, if you don’t try to escape, allow him to doll you up, accept cuddles on the rare occasion and allow the monthly/weekly medical examinations, he’s not too bad of a Yandere
But if they are non-complacent, it will be literal hell
This man will kidnap them the moment his obsession begins
Will use physical force to mindbreak them and “train” them
He doesn’t give two shits about their feelings or if they don’t want his “affections”
Honestly, he is the worst among the villains to begin with and this is reflected in his Yandere state
Restraints are also a common occurance
Threats occur daily, and physical abuse is his go to as punishment
His darling is a pet to him, not someone to love and he will kill them if he finds them too tedious
Completely the opposite of Goto
Jin is obsessive, yes, but he is so incredibly scared of hurting them in some way.
He worships the ground they walk on and would do anything for them
Jin would try to win their affections every way he could, only wanting their happiness
His obsession for them is something that both “sides” of him can agree on
He tries to reign in his more creepy traits, and ends up acting like a golden retriever, constantly tailing them if they let him.
Even as a Yandere, he is a complete gentleman
Yes, he is obsessed and possessive, but he is also incredibly silver-tongued
He will manipulate his darling into a relationship, slowly isolating them from everyone else
They wouldn’t even realize he was manipulating them either, as he would have an excuse for every action that actually made perfect sense
He will dote upon them, never raising a hand against them
His darling would live in utter blissful ignorance and if they ever did find out, by then it would be too late
We all know his obsession with real heroes versus fake heroes; now imagine him with a darling
He starts as a stalker type, simply being content in observing them as they go about their day-to-day life
He keeps a small notebook in which he records shit he notices (their best qualities, their favourite clothes, etc.)
His possessiveness comes in the form of wanting to protect them from heroes and villains alike
He would approach them eventually, probably after saving them from being mugged.
He is blunt with his obsession, but is surprisingly not as creepy about this as others
He would give his darling two options
Option one: allow him to “court” them properly
Option two: accept their fate of having him as a demented guardian angel, who would kill any hero or villain that got too close
He refuses to kidnap them, knowing they would be in greater danger of harm if he did so
Danjuro Tobita/Gentle Criminal (ran to photo limits)
He is a delusional type and would kidnap them early on
While he would never physically hurt them on purpose, it may happen by accident
He would want to shield them from the world, saying it is too dangerous for them
He would restrain them if necessary, but always uses the softest most padded restraints possible
He loves dressing them in what is essentially life size doll clothes
Honestly, his darling would probably develop Stockholm syndrome or learn to just go with the flow
Kurogiri is a wildcard of a Yandere
Though he projects a gentleman aura and may appear calm, he’s a scary motherfucker
His darling has no chance of escape once he chooses to kidnap them
If they try to escape him, he will teleport them into a variety of situations (i.e. in the middle of the ocean, on top of a tall building, etc.)
He is a master manipulator and isn’t above physically hurting them
But he will also dote on them with gentle touches as he tends to wounds he inflicted, whispering sweet nothings in a honey sweet voice
Eventually, they would either go insane or fall victim to Stockholm syndrome
He is similar to Jin regarding his Yandere tendency
Only he is more likely kidnap them if necessary and may accidentally hurt them by holding them too tight
He would stick them in his room that he had already prepared for them, filling it with their items he had stolen from their own home
He would be shy even after kidnapping them and honestly his darling would probably pity him
He knows what he is doing is not right, but he also knows he can’t just release them after already kidnapping them
He will bring them their favourite foods, offers to play video games and watch anime with them and even offers to take them out if they promise to not try and escape
If he accidentally hurts them with his claws, he is incredibly apologetic and would take care of them accordingly
He would ask for cuddles eventually, becoming depressed if they reject them but elated if they accept
Honestly Kendo isn’t that bad of a Yandere
Yes, he may accidentally harm them by grabbing their wrist or arm and accidentally snapping or dislocating something, but he actually feels horrible about it
He is possessive, but he won’t kill their family or friends if they remain platonic
He has his code
Instead he is more about protecting them from harm, so strangers are fair game
Kendo is not delusional either, he knows its wrong to kidnap them, but his need to protect them overrules it
He can get frustrated though, especially when they don’t give in to his affections
He prefers isolation for punishment
#mha#bnha#my hero academia#boku no hero#imagines#yandere#kendo rappa#shuichi iguchi#spinner#gentle criminal#kurogiri#chizome akaguro#stain#muscular#jin bubaigawara#twice#tomura shigaraki#dabi#mr compress#kai chisaki#overhaul
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Dimples
Summary: Apparently Nico has dimples and Will did not know.
A/N: Heheheee, motherfuckers my exams are in a week and a half and I haven't revised shit. Instead, I'm writing these. Wish me luck, this might be the only fic I post for the next 2 weeks but if you're lucky, I might post pt 2 for 'How to passive aggressively say Fuck you in flower'. Toodle pip and <3 from mee!
Extra edit: I forgot it was solangelo week, woops.
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Nico Di Angelo was not known for smiling. He was not known for grinning or laughing. He was however, known for snarling, sarcastic, outdated remarks and terrifying people to the point where they’d rather face death itself than face him and his wrath.
So of course, Percy and every logical being would avoid him at all costs when he was in one of his ‘moods’. These so-called ‘moods’ referred to when Nico seemed particularly dangerous, like when his eyes had a dangerous glower to them that hinted he enjoyed threatening others a tad too much- in fact, so much so that Leo had suggested that Nico may be a sadist (That hadn’t gone well for Leo, to say the very least).
But of course, William Andrew Solace was in no way a logical being nor was he very fearful of Nico’s alternating and very much violent auras. Now, this wasn't necessarily a bad thing necessarily, in fact, it was the very thing that had started their relationship and while everybody thought Will was insensitive with his historical jokes he made towards Nico, Nico greatly appreciated being able to understand something from his time.
Will, on several occasions, related him to Captain America in Marvel's Avengers.
So when Nico, in his terrifying rage, stormed into the infirmary, Percy wasn’t sure what he was about to witness. Were these two having an argument? Nico looked like he was going to set the infirmary ablaze or perhaps bury it 6 feet under- it was truly the unpredictability that created the suspense and fear.
“Where are they?” Nico’s voice was calm, cold but sharp. His words felt like the gentle, smooth slant of a knife, apply pressure and you get cut. Nobody dared to answer. The infirmary’s silence seemed like one of lambs, too scared to speak out until another leader did. Whether they expected Nico to simply leave if no one answered, they certainly did not expect him to ask again.
“Where. Are. They?” He punctuated his words, his voice combined with a deadly hunger that could only be satisfied with death.
The room felt like a cave. The only words being echoed back were Nico’s own words, bouncing off the smooth walls of the infirmary. The corners seemed dark, the white presence of the infirmary slowly being poisoned. It seemed like fate sealed their hands- they were like lambs to the slaughter: helpless.
“WHERE ARE THEY!” Nico roared. This time, he did not wait for a response. He took a small glimpse at the camper in front of him, who was obviously avoiding his gaze, and the next thing the kid knew was that he was pinned to the wall with a metre of stygian iron under his neck. The kid hyperventilated and in a moment of sheer panic and pure fear, blurted,
“I don’t know where they are! “
Nico, holding the camper up with one hand, shoved him into the wall again. “ But you hurt them anyway?”
The camper was completely clueless but he wasn’t stupid. Simply denying whatever Nico was accusing him of would increase Nico’s rage and that could lead everyone down a very dark road.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt them! I swear...” He started to sob. “ I swear it was an accident!”
“You hurt them! That isn’t an accident. You will pay for your crimes. I swear I will-”
“-Dear god, Nico what the hell?” A voice of pure confusion entered the infirmary. Nico, on recognising the voice, felt his head snap backwards-trying to find the course of the voice. There on the other side of the infirmary, with his leg in a cast, stood Will solace, still as unfashionable as ever.
Nico almost teleported to Will, considering how fast he appeared by his side. “ Are you okay? It’s okay, I found out who did it and-”
“-Jesus, Stalin, calm down there.” Will looked at the terrified boy who was in tears. “This kid knows nothing. He wasn’t even there. Were you just putting on some show trials?”
Nico had to resist the twitch in his lips at the communism jokes. Ever since Will had found out that Nico’s weakness was communism jokes, he had been exploiting it, just like the working class were exploited, and using it to his own advantage.
“Wait, this kid wasn’t involved?” Nico looked at all the terrified people in the infirmary, still frozen to their spots, waiting for the go sign for them to continue with their lives.
Will waved his hand. “Go ahead, continue with your business. He will be on his best behaviour now that I’m here.”
“Uh, says who?”
“Says my broken leg.”
On the mention of a broken leg, Nico’s worry instantly returned. His hand reached out to touch Will’s face, in a gesture of affection before quickly snatching it away. Will reached for his hand, took it in his own and intertwined their fingers as in to say It’s okay, they support us. It’s okay, I love you and you love me. It’s okay, I’m not ashamed of being in love with you.
Nico appreciated the gesture and once again, fought the urge to give in to the overwhelming desire to smile at his perfect boyfriend.
“Are you okay? Can you show me your leg? What happened? Why can’t you heal it?” The words began flying out of Nico’s mouth, the concern on his face unhideable. His eyebrows were cutely creased together and he kept on placing his hands all over Will- it was driving him crazy.
“Calm down there, communist. This is my injury, not yours.” Will joked, trying to hide his blush- truth be told, he did not want to tell Nico the real reason behind how he broke his leg because it was honestly the most ridiculous reason one may ever hear in their entire life.
Nico let out a little snort of laughter after hearing another communist joke but was careful to keep it on the downlow. He noticed that Will was being quite indirect and avoiding his gaze: he knew that could only mean one thing.
“What did you do to break your leg?” Nico smirked wickedly, understanding that Will had, once again, been quite idiotic.
Will, gasping in mock offense but also quite embarrassed by how well his own boyfriend knew him, let out a bubble of nervous daughter. “ Hahaa, what do you mean? I broke my leg the same way everyone else does...”
“... which is?”
Due to the vast amount of broken legs he had healed, Will actually knew how to answer this question. “ Through sports.”
“Sports?” Nico snorted. “ You? Sports? Have you ever even run in your entire life? I swear the only thing you do is heal and read. Maybe sleep on the offhand you listen to me.”
“You can’t talk over there!”
“Just tell me how you broke your leg, for the love of the Gods!”
“I was having a competition with Percy for who could heal faster.”
“You were doing what?”
“A competition Nico, have you ever heard of one? Normally the losers forget they exist so I wouldn't be surprised that you had never heard of one-”
“No, I know what a competition is, you idiot. What I don't know is, why on earth you were having a regeneration competition with Percy of all the demigods you could have chosen, you chose the one with the ability to heal themselves as well?”
Will pouted slightly, his eyebrows making a small frown. “I would have thought you would be halfway through murdering Percy right about now.”
“If Percy managed to win, then honestly, you kinda deserved it.”
“I thought you liked me!”
“I thought my boyfriend wasn’t an idiot!”
“Technically I won because Percy was too baby-ish to break his own leg!”
Nico took a very long pause. Slowly, he began shaking his head, from side to side. The expression on his face was illegible but eventually it morphed into one of laughter. His laugh was rich and so was the expression on his face. His lips were curled upwards, his eyes were creasing, with long beautiful dimples on both sides of his face- as clear as the moon on a clear night.
The infirmary was silent. They simply stared at the beautiful angel who graced the place with their voice. They were horrified and in awe. Nico Di Angelo was capable of smiling! He was capable of laughing!
It was a fucking miracle.
“What did I tell you!” Percy yelled, throwing his arm over Annabeth who simply sighed. “I fucking told you! I knew he had dimples!”
Will, slightly stunned, simply took Nico’s face in both his hands. His crystal blue eyes were wide open and to Nico it looked like the ocean was inviting him to take a dive into int’s complex and unknown depths.
Into the unknooooowwwwwnnnnnn.
He cursed himself for that being his first thought. He then cursed Will for making him watch Frozen because it was apparently culturally inappropriate to not have seen it. Then he cursed himself again for cursing Will.
“Holy shit,” Will whispered as he stared into his boyfriends grinning face. “Holy fuck Nico, you never told me you had dimples.”
“Language.”
“Holy shit, holy fucking hell. You cannot smile at me like that Nicolo Di Angelo and expect me to keep my language appropriate. Have you ever seen yourself in a mirror?”
“Calm down,” Nico groaned, throwing his head backwards. He could feel his palms getting sweaty from Will’s words- what could he say, he was slightly embarrassed.
“Wait!” Will cried. “ Do it again. Smile again!”
Nico gave a sultry smirk and Will whacked his arm. “ I asked you to smile at me, not seduce me. Smile!”
“Who wouldn't be happy to be seduced by me?”
“Just smile, please!”
Nico sighed before looking at his gorgeous boyfriend. His eyes darted down at the cast around the leg and immediately Nico remembered the cause of injury. He started laughing, his lips stretching into a genuine smile and his dimples flashing all across his face. Will, still holding his boyfriend's face, couldn’t help himself as he brought their lips together.
Will was so used to feeling Nico’s smile when they kissed so when he brought their lips together, he didn't know what he was expecting. It felt different for some reason, it felt more.. It felt better, it felt like he was getting a new piece of Nico. Feeling Nico smile and seeing him smile were two different things and now that he could picture Nico’s smile as he kissed his smiling lips, Will thought he’d explode from happiness.
Will pulled away quickly, his hand still cemented to Nico’s grinning face. He had pulled away just so he could see Nico’s smile and more importantly his dimples again.
“What?” Nico’s innocent voice and grin combined confirmed for Will that if he died on that very spot, he would have died a happy man.
“Holy shit, you’re the cutest person ever.”
And with that, he brought their lips together again.
Neither of them noticed Thalia and Annabeth sulking as they paid up their debts to Percy from losing the bet.
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𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓡𝓘𝓓𝓔 !
Pairings: A! KiriTodoBakuDeku x O! Black Fem! Reader
Synopsis: You, your friends and all your pups went out and it took a turn none of you were expecting.
Warnings: Mentions of massive injury, Angst, Cursing.
Masterlist
GO BACK ⇢ Part 5 ⇢ UP NEXT
They ran.
That’s all they could really do. Running and frantically searching for you, the villain and rescuing citizens as well. This was one of those days that people would be terrified. It was horrible. People screaming, children crying and what made it worst of all.. is the place all of this is happening.
It was a pro hero’s job to protect citizens so they would get used to sights like these. But with the lingering thought in their mind that all of this devastation was happening in the place that no one say coming made their skin crawl.
“HELP..! PLEASE!! PLEASE HELP ME!” A citizen cried, stuck under rubble with blood streaming down her face. Midoriya flew over there as fast as he could and managed to safely get her out. “Hey! Ok I got you ok! Please keep your eyes open if you can!” He stated to her as her body was becoming heavier and heavier by the minute. While other pros who were more of rescuers came and took the woman from Midoriya, the other men ran forward, doing their best to save all the citizens that needed help while still in search of you.
A couple minutes pass and at the moment, all four of the heroes were helping citizens evacuate the area. At this time they were in the middle of the carnival where the Ferris wheel is located. “WHERE THE HELL IS Y/N AND THAT DAMN VILLAIN!” Bakugou yelled in frustration. It had been a couple minutes since anyone had detected anything from the villain. They have been stressing severely after the incident with the pups. They were thinking the worst.
“Bakubabe calm down.. you know that we’re all on edge about this situation and—“ Just before Kirishima could finish his sentence, a pound explosion and a bloodcurdling screaming was heard. And somebody in the crowd recognized the scream. The boys did too.
“Y/N?!” The mystery person said. They pushed through the crowd. “SO IT IS HER!!” Kirishima yelled, extremely panicked. The person made their way to where the heroes were. “IS THAT MY DAUGHTER?!” your mother screamed while crying. Your father came up behind her comforting her as she screamed. “BOYS! WHERE.IS.MY.DAUGHTER!!” Your father yelled as well, seeing red. The boys froze. They were not expecting to see their parents in law at a time like this. “Wait sir let me explain..” Todoroki started, wanting to avoid the unnecessary argument and also to avoid the lingering eyes on them.
The media knew nothing of you. They didn’t know you were connected to some of the most powerful heroes in society. So that meant not even the citizens knew. You were kept secret, to avoid villains trying to target you and now the pups. “But can we talk about it in private?” Todoroki continued, not wanting to talk about it in the setting where the citizens are within an earshot.
Your parents nodded and shakily walked to a corner. The boys then explained what they know and how the situation happened. Your parents were shaken. They never expected this to happen. “WELL PLEASE GO AHEAD! PLEASE SAVE HER!” Your mother cried. The boys nodded and bid farewell and took off.
“The bastard is gonna pay if there’s on mark on her..” Bakugou growled as he propelled himself faster in the air with his quirk. “Oh most definitely..” Todoroki said with a feral tone.
As they are nearing the area the explosion was, there was another one. And then the same voice was heard.
Your voice.
You screamed, “DO WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT TO ME BUT I WILL NOT LET YO BITCHASS TOUCH MY FAMILY!!” The boys froze. That was you..? “You got guts going up to me.. but that’s a pretty little quirk you got there” the villain laughed at you. “I’m gonna have fun killing you..” the villain continued as he charged at you.
“WE GOTTA GO!” Midoriya screamed. The boys finally reached the area. The other heroes were dealing with other villains in the area. It was said that this villain the boys are going after was the strongest there. As they finally reached the area, their eyes widened at what they saw.
You stood in the middle of a lot of rubble all battered and beat up. The alpha marks that littered your neck were stained with blood. Your clothes were tattered and your hair was all frizzy. The boys looked over to the side where they saw your two friends laying there unconscious.
You were protecting them.
And it looks like there was a struggle. You were stumbling over your own feet at times. No wonder you quirk disabled in the air with the pups inside. You had the overexerted yourself. “Oh.. we’ll look what we have here..!” The villain cackled evilly. This alerted you as you shakily turned around to have your eyes be met with your alphas. “A..alp-“ you said weakly. You were so weak it’s the only thing you could get out before the villain grabbed you by your throat.
“I’d advise you stay back before I pop this one open!” He said menacingly. The boys saw red. As far as they were concerned, he was the reason you were hanging onto your life, he was reason their pups may have trauma from this experience, he was the reason their family may never be the same. “You.. MOTHERFUCKER!!”Bakugou screamed as he charged at the villain. “YOU DID THIS! YOU DIRTY ASS BITCH!!” Kirishima yelled behind, charging at the villain as well. “WE’LL KILL YOU!!” Midoriya said, doing the same as Kirishima and Bakugou. “THIS WILL NOT BE FORGIVEN!!” Todoroki screamed, following suit.
They all charged at the villain with the intent to kill him. They didn’t hold back at all. In a state of shock, the villain dropped you. Before you could hit the ground, Midoriya was quick to swoop in and grab your body. “I’m so sorry we didn’t come sooner my love.. we’ll finish this in a second then get you the help you need...ok?” He said. You nodded weakly and smiled letting him know you were ok. He set you on the ground, near your friends then went back to the fight. You managed to crawl closer to your friends’ unconscious bodies to put their heads in your lap. You sat up against the rubble and tried to relaxed your body but all you could feel was pain.
As the boys were still fighting the villain, debris flying all over the place, the villain began to speak. “WHY ARE YOU SO WORKED UP OVER A LOWLY OMEGA?!” He cried, obviously loosing the fight. “THATS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!” Todoroki yelled angrily. “AND DONT YOU DARE CALL HER LOWLY!!” Midoriya chimed in. “YOU’VE RUINED SO MANY LIVES TODAY AND HAVE THE AUDACITY TO ASK THAT YOU SON OF A BITCH?!” Bakugou continued, still beating the crap out of the villain. “YOU GOT SOME GUTS ASKING US THAT RIGHT NOW!” Kirishima added.
As this was happening, you heard a cry. It had to be enhanced by a quirk because it was a pup’s voice. Your eyes widened. “AMI! LITTLE PUP IS THAT YOU?!” You screamed. “MAMA!” She screamed back. That was your quirk.
Voice Adaptation.
You could basically do anything with your voice, whether it be making a shield, the orbs your pups were flying in or just sending messages, you could do it and apparently so can your pup. “Pup huh..” the villain groaned. He then slithered his way out of the boys and said, “LET’S SEE IF YOU’LL BE SO TOUGH WHEN I KILL THAT USELESS LITTLE DOG!” He screamed and started making his way to where the pups were. You were enraged and terrified. First of all, he just called your pup a useless dog and he’s now targeting your babies. “NO PLEASE, I’M BEGGING YOU!” You pleaded. The boys already took off after the villain, while terrified. ‘I have to do something I can’t just sit here!’ You thought to yourself wearily. After a few moments, your eyes then widened, finally getting a plan.
‘MOM?! MOM CAN YOU HEAR ME?!’ You said, sending a message to your mom through your mind with the use of your quirk. ‘Y/N?! SWEETHEART YOU’RE OK?!’ She replied. ‘I’LL BE FINE! BUT I NEED YOUR HELP! AND PLEASE CARRY DAD!’ You told her hastily. She sensed the urgency in your voice and said ‘I’LL BE RIGHT THERE!’ You slumped down and waited. A couple seconds later your mother and father appeared in front of you. “WHAT’S WRONG?!” Your mother screamed worriedly. “I can’t explain it right now but dad can you please pick up my friends and mom can you teleport all of us outside to where the ambulances are?!” You begged. Your parents looked at you, then each other then got stern looks. “Let’s go!” Your dad said as he picked up your two friends.
As this was happening, the boys was still in pursuit of the slimy squid like villain. “YEAH HELLO?! WERE IN PURSUIT! THE VILLIAN JUST STARTED TO RUN AWAY AND HE’S HEADING TO THE AMBULANCES! EVACUATE ALL THE CITIZENS IMMEDIATELY!!” Midoriya yelled into the communication device he had. “WE HAVE TO GET ALL THE PEOPLE OUT OF THERE! BUT WE HAVE TO GO BACK FOR Y—“ Kirishima started but was cut off by something.
It was your voice. You were talking to them.
‘Hello..! Alphas can you hear me?’ Your voice said in their head. ‘We’re here baby, we’re here! We’re coming back for you ok?!’ Todoroki communicated back to you. ‘No! Don’t! I’m fine’ you stated. ‘What the hell do you mean you’re fine?! With those injuries you could pass out at any moment!’ Bakugou says back. ‘Im serious! Keep going after the villain! My parents are here and their taking me to the ambulances!’ You told them sternly. ‘NO BABY WAI—‘ and before Midoriya could finish his sentence, your quirk cut off. All the alphas look at each other, decided if they should go back or not. “I have a bad feeling about this..” Kirishima says wearily, still chasing the villain. “OH LOOKS LIKE WERE HERE~” the villain laughs, drawing the boys out of their thoughts.
“FUCK!” Bakugou yelled. The boys watched as you teleported with your parents to the ambulances. They said a few things to you as you nodded your head. They left with the heroes that were directing them away.
For some reason, their stomachs were twisting. They had a lingering feeling that somethings wasn’t right.
You were looking around, silently begging to see your pups. The villain then charged at you but you managed to jump away in the split second if time you had left. “Y/N! GET OUT OF HERE!” Todoroki yelled. They didn’t wanna see you get hurt. You were so focused on finding the pups that you didn’t even hear him.
“THERE YOU ARE!” The villain said, alerting you and the boys. You looked over at him and saw that Ami, along with her three brother, Katsuo, Haru, and Izuko standing there in the care of a pro hero. “And looks like she’s got siblings.. Oh this is gonna be great!” The villain cackled. He charged at them. “NO!” The boys yelled in togetherness. They all ran after the villain. “DON’T LET HIM GET TO THEM! GET THEM OUT OF HERE!” Kirishima yelled, alerting the heroes. “HAHA I GOT YOU NOW!” The villain cried menacingly as he appeared infront of the wide eyed pups. He swung his tentacle as herd as he could and brung it down.
He hit something. But he didn’t hear crying. He opened his eyes to see you standing there, with a victorious smirk on your face, blood seeping out of the corner of your face and mouth. You looked up at him and said “I—.. I told you I wouldn’t.. let you touch... my family..—“ Your voice came out weak and hoarse. This was the breaking point to all those attacks you had to endure before. You had heard a loud crack and pop on impact. And it would be an understatement to say it hurt a lot. You knew that you were at your limit. “Y/N!!” Everyone who knew you cried out. The villain retracted his tentacle. “M-mama?!” Your pups cried, clawing at your legs. They looked up at you teary eyed. “M’ok babies, mommy’s gonna be just fi..—” you started weakly. Your vison started to get blurry. And darkness was the only thing you could see. “Get.. get them away.. don’t wanna fall.. on th..” you started to get out. You knew you were going to faint so you didn’t wanna fall on your pups. Your body began to fall. Before you hit the ground, you felt somebody catch you. By the way they held you, you knew it was one of your alphas. You could hear muffled screams. Your body soon went limp in the arms of whomever was holding you as you could do nothing but welcome the darkness.
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28, 31, and 32 for Willex for the kiss prompts
KISS PROMPTS (closed)
28 + 31 +32. One person tracing the other’s lips with a fingertip until they can’t resist any longer, tilting their chin towards them for a kiss + Pulling away from a kiss, whispering words of love against each other’s lips + A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards
(canon)
If Willie’s afterlife wasn’t on the line, he’d be begging to be warped back to that dark room so he could cry and hyperventilate in peace. Alas, it was Willie and Alex was pretty sure he was sort of in love with the guy - crying was no option right now. Afterwards, whether there was a good or bad outcome, he’d cry. A lot.
The plan sounded easy. It did, because it was made up by Luke and Reggie (under supervision by Julie, but angels could only do so much) and their one track mind didn’t take the dozen things that could go wrong into account.
Sneak into the HGC, challenge Caleb to a musical battle, find Willie while the diversion was happening, get out. They didn’t know how big the club truly was, they didn’t know if Willie was there, they didn’t know if he… (he couldn’t think like that) and, on top of that, they were taking a huge risk returning to the crime scene.
That man was the Devil and he had managed to lure them right into his snake pit without breaking a sweat. It was terrifying.
Alex wished he was like his brothers. They were scared, sure, but it didn’t cripple them to a numbing fear. His muscles were so tight, he could snap.
Julie noticed though. As the boys were preparing their riffs, she sat beside him on the couch. She didn’t say anything, but having her there was enough. (And if she intentionally deepened her breathing, all rhythmic and soothing, she didn’t mention it and neither did he. It helped.)
“Alright, boys,” Luke called out, body kinetic and twitching with energy. “Let’s get this show on the road!”
Reggie hollered, plucking a few snares on his bass to accompany Luke’s laugh. Julie squeezed Alex’ hand and then hoisted him up when he didn’t move.
Shooting them all a stern look, she said: “Be careful, please. Please don’t… do anything stupid.”
“Julie-”
“Luke, please,” she pressed, nodding at the blonde. “No impulsive moves. Not right now.”
The guitarist slowly nodded, eyes flicking from the girl to the nervous drummer and then back to her. It seemed to mellow him down a bit, Alex utterly grateful she had him wrapped around her finger.
Luke’s following words were hollow in his head, echoing in and out as his chest clenched and twisted up in a splintering knot. He knew he should be focusing, knew it would do him good hearing the plan again, to have it fresh in his mind, but he simply couldn’t.
He just wanted Willie back. He promised he’d follow him and he wasn’t ready for the intense guilt if he couldn’t fulfil that.
“Okay,” Alex interrupted his friend’s spiel. “Let’s do it.”
Luke’s brows raised in surprise and nodded, Reggie holding out his hands for them to hold. Julie took a step back and pressed a brave smile on her face. If he had any space in his mind to check in on her, he would.
The bassist bid her a cheery goodbye - always the best one at faking confidence - and then they poofed out.
Reappearing in front of the club, they took a collective breath. Because they were previously affected by Caleb, its lingering powers gave them the skill to still teleport to the hidden location. It was a loophole, something he hoped would save their asses again and again, for as long as they were on earth.
Their entire afterlife existence was one fucking loophole. (Stop stressing about it! Focus on Willie!)
(He could really scream in a museum right now.)
“Reg and I are gonna sneak in, cause a riot-”
“Hell yeah.”
“-and play like motherfucking rockstars,” Luke continued, gaze pointedly fixed on Alex. “You can do it, Alex. You know him better than anyone, you’re gonna know where he is.”
“Yeah, bud,” added Reggie. “Just follow the scent of your sweet, sweet boy. Or skid marks. Whatever. Or-”
He raised his hand. “Yeah, okay,” a shuddering breath paused his words, “thanks, Reg.”
Everything went really fast and agonisingly slow at once. His heart quickened its pace with each passing second, to the point where he wasn’t sure he’d make it back out. His friends ran inside and started kicking down chairs and tables, interrupting the performance of the menacing Caleb.
Meanwhile, Alex slipped by on the periphery of the club, skittish eyes trying to find doors and hallways and stairs - anywhere that wasn’t meant for the public. It felt like someone was chasing him, like Caleb was already going after him when the electrifying riffs of Luke were clearly audible and piercing through intrusive thoughts.
Focus. Focus on Willie. Save Willie.
Doors slammed open and close, all devoid of people or ghosts. Some rooms caused a chill down his spine at the sight of utter darkness, reminded of the twenty-five years he had hopelessly cried.
Running up and down stairs, turning corners in winding hallways, endless and long and messy. He had no clue how he should go back, if he was cornering himself.
Alex froze. Was he falling into a trap? Had this been Caleb’s plan all along? Oh, God. He should go back. He should find his way back to daylight, not look back and move on. This was too much, too much for a seventeen year old to handle. He couldn’t…
Frustration poured from his throat into an angry shout. No! He should do this! If Willie risked everything, if Willie got buses to disappear into the desert, if Willie tried protecting him over and over again-
Alex screamed again. Louder and louder and louder.
And then he heard it. Faint.
“Alex?”
His breath hitched in his throat. No way. No fucking way. Cautiously, his feet followed the sound of the voice. It sounded like the skater, but he couldn’t be completely sure until he saw his face. Who knew what other tricks Caleb had up his sleeve?
He gulped. “Willie?”
“Alex!”
It came from another hallway, echoing and warped. Right as he was about to turn the corner, sensing a presence, his voice called out.
“Wait! You can’t… you can’t look at me. If you do, I won’t be able to escape.”
Confusion riddled his thoughts. “The hell?”
Willie sighed. “It’s- Caleb put a curse on me. No one is allowed to look at me.” The voice came closer. Still warped, like it was disembodied. “You have to trust that I’m following you.”
“I don’t know my way back,” Alex cried out.
“I’ll help, Hotdog,” he said, the blonde imagining that signature crooked smile pulling on his lips. “Turn around and don’t look back at me. I’ll be there.”
Oh, man. This was a horrible time to start trusting his gut. But if a spontaneous solo yelling match got him to find Willie, then he should try this too. Spinning on his heels, he waited ‘til he felt something, anything, to indicate he was there. It didn’t happen. Unsure if he should call out for him, he started the trek.
The closer he came back to his starting point, the more he noticed how the music was dying out. No guitar or bass that shredded through walls, no jazzy scatting that overpowered it. There was noise, but no distinct sound could be picked out. It felt like a haunted house.
All the while, Willie nudged him around the right corners and up the right stairs. Wordlessly, that was. Somehow, he could feel it. Felt his guidance, as if a thin thread looped around him tugged him forward. (Or maybe, he just had a lot of practising chasing him around that it was like muscle memory.)
After a few minutes, his surroundings became familiar. The air became thicker, the lights brighter. He still didn’t feel anyone behind him. From the corner of his eye did he see Luke and Reggie sprinting out the club. Correction: the demolished club. They really weren’t playing when they said they’d cause a riot. Fucking hooligans.
Running for the door, he didn’t think about Caleb capturing them or Willie’s lack of body or anything. All he wanted to do was hold Willie again. Hug him. Kiss him.
The drummer jumped over the threshold into broad daylight, Luke and Reggie hollering in victory when he did. Alex was stiff though, waiting. Anticipating. Did he follow? Was he still there?
“I don’t know what’s going to happen if I leave without his permission, Alex,” Willie suddenly croaked out.
His eyes screwed tight, clenching his fists and jaw and holding his ground. “We’ll figure it out, Willie,” he spit. “Please.”
All of a sudden, the boy crashed into his back with a blasting force, nearly teetering them to the ground. Warm arms wrapped around him, fingers curling into the strap of his fanny pack and twisting his body.
And there he was, with gleaming eyes and a beautiful smile: Willie.
Alex scrambled back on his feet and lurched forward, snatching him into a tight embrace. Tears burst up at the feel of his skin and dark locks and- and he was here. He was safe.
“What happened?” he whispered. “What did he do?”
“Put me in a harder curse to crack,” he mumbled, “but I knew you could do it, Hotdog.”
He laughed, the sound wet and choked, and gripped onto his shoulders. Pulling away, he still couldn’t believe he was here. His hands wandered to his face, unable to keep himself from tracing his forehead and jaw to make sure that he was here. To make sure his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. Willie let him; a fond smile blooming.
And when his nail went past his bottom lip, he stopped thinking entirely.
Alex tilted his chin and as Willie’s smile grew, softly kissed him on the lips. He’s never kissed anyone before, but this seemed right. Willie was right. And man, did it feel good.
Afraid of the overwhelming sensation - of the warmth and the lightness in his head and the beat of his heart that stuttered but in a good way - he pulled away, fingers still around his chin and noses brushing.
An elated puff mingled with Willie’s breath. “Should I have told you first that I like you? Oh, shit. Should I have asked?”
The boys behind him whooped and whistled. When he turned and told them to fuck off, they actually listened for once. Luke disappeared in a snap, Reggie following suit right after with a suggestive smirk and wink. Idiot.
Hands snaked around his neck and swivelled him back to Willie’s grinning face. Before he could react, Willie pulled him down to his level and captured him into a searing kiss. His body moved on its own accord, coaxing them closer and deepening the kiss and allowing that avalanche of emotions to crash into him. These feelings were good. They weren’t supposed to scare him; this was good. Willie was good.
Fuck it, he was perfect.
It left him breathless and speechless, lips puckered in a daze and unable to open his eyes once Willie lessened his hold. Their foreheads pressed together instead, an enamoured smile twitching to explode in that goofy way he always mocked Luke for.
“I like you too, Alex,” he whispered. “A lot.”
He opened his eyes and was met with his bright smile, his own slowly cracking open. Green peered into brown. He could stand here forever, but he knew the boys and Julie were waiting, knew Caleb was on the prowl somewhere.
Their hands laced together. It didn’t take a lot for Alex to confidently smile at him. Right now, no anxiety could ruin his mood. Willie was here. Willie was safe. Willie liked him - a lot.
“C’mon,” he said, “I wanna introduce you to someone.”
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I am no closer to beating The Motherfucking Sun in combat
The Radiance is so hard. Like, I’m trying to find constants in the background (the only reason I got through White Palace) but she keeps teleporting so that’s a no go. The fact that she does 2 masks of damage doesn’t help. And the worst part is that I’m not even past her first phase. She’s the final boss, I know she’s gonna have at least like 2.
However, this does mean that I’ve gotten to fight the Hollow Knight A LOT. And I have some funky thoughts on its combat stuff.
Fighting style: They fight with a very similar move-set to Grimm. Shooting stuff out of the side of their cloak, the appear-down-spikes up maneuver, and even the teleporting thing! Maybe Grimm was involved in training the Hollow Knight somehow? IDK what the lore implications of that are, but if Grimm and Pale Bastard were involved with each other then that raises a lot of questions. Like, why did Grimm leave Hallownest? What was the relationship between Grimm and other notable characters like? Did Grimm find out about the abyss and get so disgusted that he fucking noped right out of there and took a full troupe of bugs with him? Lots of fun speculation to be had there.
Parrying: The Hollow Knight parries the same as Hornet. This makes me so fucking sad, because it opens up the idea that they knew each other. What was their relationship like? Did the Hollow Knight pretend to be emotionless around their sister or did they open up around her? Did Hornet love her older sibling enough that she even learned how to fight with them? Imagine a young Hornet having both her mother AND an older sibling who she loved taken away from her. God that makes me so sad. And now I’m imagining a baby Hornet trying to beg the Hollow Knight not to leave her, and the Hollow Knight having to not react to her pleads. God this is so sad.
The attempted self-die shit: I’m so sad y’all, but I have a question. IDK if it works this way for anyone else, but the Hollow Knight’s self-stabbing move gets triggered more often for me when I’m lower on health. Like, this could just be because of how I play (taking a lot of damage because I’m bad at the game), but I find the idea that the Hollow Knight can sense when you’re dying and purposefully give you time to heal intriguing.
The fics for Hollow Knight must be fucking great. So much left open to interpretation and a multitude of characters who receive enough development to be interesting, but not enough development to where it feels like their characters have nowhere to go. I am purposefully avoiding anything Hollow Knight related outside of the game itself to avoid spoilers, but I am so excited to beat the Radiance and fucking tear through theories and stuff. I might even make some content myself, who knows?
TLDR; The Radiance is hard, the Hollow Knight’s move-set is very interesting to analyze, I can’t wait to start watching lore videos/animatics/anything honestly, and fuck the Pale Not-King.
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More Than Allies
Prompt: If you ever consider writing for the Sweetheart AU again (it's completely ok if not) I'd love love love to see a time where Frisk was the one to comfort Sans by being their pure, adorable self; there's just something lovely to me about the thought of Frisk realising Sans is sad and knowing exactly how to help him - anon
DISCLAIMER: This is part of a Flowerfell!AU I've got on my Ao3. I'm not posting the rest of them on here because that would take too much time and I ain't about to clog up y'all's dashes with that shit. SO imma link to this work AND the series on Ao3 so y'all know where this fits
Read THIS on Ao3
Sweetheart series
Warnings: this is a flowerfell!au, where Frisk has flowers growing out of them, so slight warning for body horror but nothing graphic
Pairings: all gen
Word Count: 1650
Patching up wounds is one thing. So is keeping someone alive.
But making them happy?
Whoever invented the concept of snow seriously needed their head dunked in a bucket of the stuff. For at least a day. When they could deal with having cold shit shoved into places it shouldn’t be shoved for hours on end, then they could say that they made a good decision.
Sans continues to grumble to himself as he trudges back through Snowdin. Grillby’s place isn’t inconspicuous enough right now, seeing as he just spent most of the night there looking after the child.
“…you better be keeping ‘em alive in there,” Sans mutters, turning the corner to make it to the edge of the town, “or else i swear, grillbz…”
He doesn’t bother finishing the threat. He knows the fire monster would burn the entire fucking town to the ground before letting harm come to someone under his protection. Hell, Sans has seen that explosive rage once or twice. He’s not very keen on seeing it again, especially not if he’s on the wrong side of it.
As he walks, his hand finds its way into his pocket, absentmindedly fiddling with one of the bandaid wrappers.
Shit.
He swerves around one of the icebergs—flipping off the wolf as he did so, he received a threatening snarl for his troubles—and hustles down the path in the bottom of Waterfall. The mushrooms blink innocently as he tromps down the path, finally making it to Temmie Village.
One of the Temmies looks up at him and snarls.
“yeah, yeah,” Sans grumbles, “i just got business with the shop. keep your temmie flakes in order.”
Luckily the Temmies still seem to hate the red glow of his eye. The rest of them part easily as he strides into the shop. The cardboard box hiding the real shop front is still soggy and mold-eaten, much like the Temmie behind it. It glowers at him as he pulls out the payment.
“wouldn’t kill you to keep it a little less decrepit.” He glances around at the artfully arranged trophies on the walls. “though it might make it harder to excuse not cleaning your shit.”
The Temmie just glares at him. Sans shrugs, the absence of the child cold at his side.
“just sayin’.”
The Temmie grumbles something Sans doesn’t understand as it puts the package on the counter. Sans nods and turns to go, thanks forgone. He’d paid. And the Temmies tended to get word after dark anyway, so he’s better off just hurrying back to the child.
‘Child.’ Yeesh, he sounds so fucking formal.
Well, Sans thinks as he scrambles into the cave and restocks the first-aid kit, death does have a way of making things sound really fucking formal.
The kid could’ve died.
Yeah, yeah, he fucking knows, they’ve died too many fucking times already. The flowers aren’t going away any time soon and they’re hurting. But that’s different. It’s different watching them die.
Sans growls as he forces one of the long gauze strips into the plastic box. The hinges wheeze and groan in protest as he finally jams the thing shut again and stuffs it under his coat. He’s been away too long. He’s out of practice.
Not at killing motherfuckers, no, he’s got that down pat. But caring.
Shit, is he even doing this right? The kid’s practically glued to his side day in and day out, partially at his bidding but mostly because the kid just decided his hoodie is perfect to cling to. It’s no different than that damn stick they won’t fucking leave behind. It’s like another limb or something.
…and he would be lying if he said the kid didn’t feel like another limb too.
Sans grits his teeth as he makes it to the shortcut chamber. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and taps out a quick message.
me: package in tow
hothead: Too many customers wait for 22h00
Sans sighs and slumps back down. There are just not enough hours in the goddamn day, apparently. He’s got a bone to pick with whoever invented time keeping the way it is too. Seriously. Sometimes it really got under his non-existent skin.
“time is fake,” he grumbles to himself, hand going to his pocket again, “so fake.”
He has to stifle a wince when the expected tug on his sleeve doesn’t come.
When did he get so fucking attached?
…okay, listen, when a kid growing fucking flowers out of them decides they’re your friend now, they’re your friend now. Sans doesn’t make the fucking rules, he just follows them.
That doesn’t mean he knows what he’s doing.
The kid seems to remember what happens when they die. They always come back looking a little different—more flowers—but they seem to know what’s going on. Of course, that doesn’t mean Sans always knows what’s going on, but he knows enough to recognize the way they seem a little more sure of themselves. Which is good; that means they won’t be walking defenseless into any big shit storm, but that also means that if he fucks up, they’ll remember.
That’s the part he’s worried about.
He’s been doing okay…hasn’t he? He remembers they like Echo Flowers, they like the quiet burble of Waterfall, he always keeps an extra blanket at his Sentry stations, he keeps them the fuck away from his brother, and they…they like his voice.
He talks to them when he can. They seem to like being able to hold onto him—which, okay, he gets. He can’t imagine not being able to see anything, much less be a kid and have to rely completely on someone who might just kill you.
Unbidden, a bone forms in his hand. He growls and puts it away.
No. Never.
A buzz from his pocket startles him out of his thoughts. Grillby informs him he’s good to come over and he doesn’t waste another second before teleporting straight to the fire monster’s backdoor.
“Good,” Grillby mutters, already striding upstairs, “they’re almost awake.”
“any changes in their condition?”
“They’re almost healed. They’ll make a full recovery. Well…” Grillby trails off as he sits back down in the chair. “Except for…”
Grillby doesn’t need to finish. Sans’s SOUL clenches as he looks at the kid lying on the couch. They look so…so…
…fragile.
The flowers haven’t grown anymore, at least not that he can see. As he watches, a few of the petals catch the very edge of Grillby’s flames and the purple light makes them look almost white.
“how long’ve they been asleep now,” he mutters, “twelve hours?”
“Nearly.”
Sans mutters a curse and scratches the back of his skull. If they don’t wake up soon…
No sooner does the thought cross his mind—and get swatted away with the force of a blaster—the kid starts to shift on the couch.
“easy, sweetheart,” he says, worry growing in the pit of his chest as he watches them shift, “hey, kid. kid.”
“They’re having a nightmare?”
Sans bites back another curse and rushes forward. “hey, hey, sweetheart, it’s alright, i’m here.”
As soon as he gets closer, his chest starts to glow a soft white. Grillby stifles a noise of surprise as the kid reaches up for him, wrapping their hands around the lapels of his hoodie and pulling. Sans eases himself down onto the floor next to the couch and lets them bury their face in the fluffy lining of the hood.
“Shh, shh, sweetheart,” he rumbles, his hand coming up to steady them, “it’s okay, nothing’s gonna hurt you, ’s just me and grillbz here, we ain’t going anywhere.”
There’s a soft sigh against his clavicle and then clumsy signs appear in front of his sockets.
“you want me to talk to you, sweetheart?” A little nod. “uh, okay. there’s a, uh, a new cave in waterfall we should check out.”
Their little hands settle in his hoodie as he murmurs to them, their head starting to loll against his shoulder. He hears Grillby stand up and come over as well, hushing the kid’s confusion with a quick explanation that it’s okay, they won’t be hurt, Grillby just needs to check their wound.
The kid just tugs on their sleeve. They butt their head lightly against Sans’s and slowly reach out.
“what, you wanna hold my hand, kid?” Fingers twine with his. “okay, then.”
Grillby chuckles over his shoulder only for it to choke off when the kid grabs for his hand too.
Sans laughs. “guess you’re stuck now too.”
“…worse fates I can imagine.”
There’s another little tug on his SOUL. He frowns, looking back at the kid’s face, only to see their head aimed at the spot on his chest where his SOUL would appear. Then they lean forward and—
“Wow,” Grillby chuckles again, “you’re in this bad.”
Sans, cheeks still warm and bright red from the kiss pressed to his forehead, just stares. The kid seems to be satisfied with the light mortification they’ve just caused. Nodding proudly to themselves, they settle back on the couch. One hand firmly in Sans’s, one hand in Grillby’s. Without being prompted, Sans cards his free hand through their hair, smiling as they let out a hushed sigh, head flopping back onto the pillow.
“They trust you,” Grillby says, something like awe in his voice, “they really trust you.”
“…seems so.”
And yet, even though Sans will readily admit he has no idea what he’s doing still, he wouldn’t give it up for all the hot dogs in the multiverse.
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BBS Dialogue Prompts #187
BBS Dialogue & Sentence Starter Prompts: [ 8 ]
SMII7Y
After all this time, the hammer finally gets some victims.
I think we just go up.
Somebody fuck that motherfucker up.
Stop trying to fuck me up, that’s my job.
Do you need help? It looks like you need help...I’ll help.
And my job is done, time to go.
Sorry...oh, not really though.
I didn’t think I could stab like that.
I appeared to have just murdered three people for no reason.
I don’t like people on horses.
It just came with the car, I bought it off EBay.
I’m sorry I made you walk!
I’m just going to keep you around 24/7.
If they come back around, tell them you were driving.
Good boy, I’m gonna go hide.
This is a great spot for a photo.
I don’t know if I signed up for this exactly.
Drop the toxicity.
God, I’m going to kiss you on the mouth!
Bro, kiss me.
MOO
What are you doing, stop!
I can see his truck from here.
I found it, I found the room.
Are you freaking kidding me!
Everything we dreamed of.
Yeah, that’s cool…
You just stole my joke.
I thought that one was dead.
I’m good with anything.
I won the practice one!
KRYOZ
Throw it away, love is cringe.
Who’s breaking fucking glass?
What do you mean it’s the wrong one?
What do you mean, you dumb fuck?
Did you see how close I was there, though.
I wanted to do it the same way.
What’s happening to me?
Shut up, literally shut the fuck up.
You missed, just reset.
We all did it at the same time.
H2ODELIRIOUS
I can stab and attack.
Oh my God, spikes.
How am I supposed to dodge that?
Back away, heathen!
That son-of-a-bitch tried to eat me.
Why is this a thing?
I don’t desperately need it.
You can’t let games defeat you.
Oh no, we’re being chased!
Do you think I don't see you.
ELILIKESRICE
I did not agree to getting stepped on.
Just get in the room.
I’m just going to run.
I don’t have anything to heal.
Is there a way out of here?
You don't need that cover.
Woah, woah, we have a runner!
I feared for my life.
He's got a gun.
How did he not die?
BYZE
You brought the devil with you tonight.
It’s something I cooked up.
I really need to organize these files.
I'm coming up, I want some smooches too!
They did it once and never again.
Oh, that didn't take him long to find, did it?
Why does it sound like someone’s hitting a bong, what’s that noise?
He’s talking to all three of us.
I want to see the tips!
I've seem them twice, but I want to see them again.
VANOSSGAMING
I did accidentally teleport.
That’s right, bitch, don’t you dare.
Give us some nice energy!
Oh, you are so close to dying though.
There’s so many.
Well, it could be worse.
That little bitch, he’s laughing at us.
What could it possibly give us?
I don’t know where we’re going.
At least stick around until his death.
WILDCAT
He hit the ground and died.
Well, he’s fucking dead now.
Yeah, I don’t care.
Oh, the one way over there.
Why do these guys hate us so much?
Let us have our fun, you fuckers.
I just saw it hit the ground.
I just Magnum’d him out of the sky.
I don’t know, but you killed six or seven.
Look out for the birds.
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Dark Cybertron Chapter 11: The Word “Logic” Doesn’t Even Mean Anything Anymore
Our issue opens up with a flashback to establish some things.
Because despite the six literal issues of prelude, and all the ham-fisted exposition we’ve gotten throughout the “Dark Cybertron” event, we still don’t have all the information we need to understand what the hell’s happening.
I have a feeling this won’t quite cut the mustard, either.
Anyway, back during the events of MTMTE #1, when Rodimus was making his call to action to his fellow Cybertronians (and by “Cybertronians” I, of course, mean “Autobots”, because prejudice is a hard habit to kick, even for the best of us) Brainstorm was doing science on Hardhead. He was doing this science to make sure that the Dead Universe hadn’t killed him without him realizing. This is a very common issue in the world of IDW2005 Transformers, considering that zombies are a part of canon, so it’s just best to be sure. Nova Prime’s lifeless body sits in the corner like the world’s worst coffee table book.
This will take some explaining, because this is Phase One related.
In Spotlight: Sideswipe, Nova Prime beefed it, except he didn’t, because his “essence” returned to the Dead Universe. This is because he was chosen by the Dead Universe to enact its will on the other, much cooler, Not-Dead Universe. In short, he’s a weird robot zombie-ghost with a save point in the Dead Universe.
Brainstorm has his corpse in his lab to make sure this bastard is true and proper dead, or that the body he left behind is at least. That, in combination with Hardhead proving to be very much alive, means that today can be counted as a win for everyone! The “Alive-People-Counter” machine proves it!
…This is why we can’t have nice things.
Brainstorm being undead does have some precedence within the narrative, given what happened in MTMTE #3.
Though I can’t help but wonder what the guy’s been doing for the last year and a half, that he didn’t notice being dead, when his soul is a large, glowing orb with physical presence. I dunno, he just seems like the sort of guy to keep up to date on that sort of thing, if only for scientific purposes.
In the present day, in the beautiful city of Iacon, everything’s gone to shit, and Whirl’s gotten hot for some reason, as billions of Ammonites fall out of the sky.
Who friggin’ drew this-
I should’ve known.
Up on the Lost Light, Ultra Magnus is breaking out the fancy swears, as a… tornado, I guess, of Ammonites hits the underside of the ship. Bumblebee wants to evacuate the friggin’ planet- which, I don’t know if you know this, would be a little difficult to do, even with a ship the size of NYC. Unfortunately, that’s not gonna fly, however, because all the stars in the sky are blue-shifting.
Wikipedia tells me that this is probably a bad thing, and Perceptor agrees, calling it “the end of everything.”
Over in Shockwave’s Lair of Villainy and Magical Bullshit, everyone’s favorite purple science gremlin has stabbed a “time drive” into his chest. Galvatron is laying dead on the floor in the foreground, but this isn’t about him. Shockwave orders Jhiaxus to activate the time drive, I guess because he doesn’t have long enough arms to do it himself. Jhiaxus warns Shockwave to be mindful, lest he lose himself in time, and then we get a return to a Roberts writing staple that we haven’t seen in quite a while.
Waxing poetic on the nature of time- this time, in a visual medium!
Awful lot of fixating on your ritualistic amputations there, Shocky-boy. I suppose this is ONE way to try to cope with a lack of control in your life.
Of course, to those on the outside of Shockwave’s brain, this doesn’t look nearly as impressive- it actually just looks like him screaming really loud at the ceiling. Bludgeon isn’t sure that this course of action is a healthy one to take, but Jhiaxus is too busy being sapiosexual to worry about that.
I-
Sure. I’m not even going to bother trying to understand this anymore.
Jhiaxus orders Monstructor to go keep the Autobots away from Shockwave.
Also, Galvatron isn’t dead. Good for him, I guess.
Over inside Metroplex, Windblade’s face seems to be stuck in the generic “I am a nice, nonthreatening female character who is also pretty” position, as Ultra Magnus tells her that the universe is ending. Chromia watches in the background as this happens, likely wondering if being relevant in modern media again is worth this bullshit.
Hearing that Bumblebee plans to take the fight to Shockwave is enough to get Metroplex back on his feet, which is good, because I don’t think we have a lot of time to convince the guy to do anything- this event ends next issue.
As Metroplex windmills his arms through swarms of Ammonites, the Lost Light lands, and Bumblebee, Megatron, and all their experts disembark. Bumblebee makes an unsolicited comment about Megatron’s body. They go to meet Soundwave, who isn’t terribly thrilled with Megatron having become all buddy-buddy with Bumblebee. Megatron mentions that the Decepticons are going to have to rethink their strategy once this is all over, with the implication being that they’re going to- gasp- work together with the Autobots.
Then Starscream shows up with Metalhawk, Skywarp, Rattrap, Waspinator, and Scoop for some fucking reason, in tow. Skywarp is going to teleport everyone into Shockwave’s Bastardization of the Concept of Science House, even though he pretty clearly isn’t feeling too well. What a guy.
Starscream and Megatron have a bit of banter that won’t set your hair on end with how awful they are to one another, Metalhawk tries to apologize for attempting to kill Bumblebee, and we really don’t have time for this shit right now. The narrative knows this, because it shifts to focus on Prowl and the Constructicons. Things are looking real rough just about everywhere, and it’s coming down to the wire, so they gotta do the thing.
The thing Prowl really doesn’t want to do.
The thing he said that he wouldn’t do again.
So anyway, they form Devastator.
As Monstructor gets ready to get punched in the face by a bunch of construction workers and a cop, everyone down below is firing off laser blasts and gearing up for a teleporting adventure. However, there’s a small problem- there are too many people to teleport! Oh no! The only solution is for Soundwave and his cassettes, Scoop, Getaway and-
Excuse me, Hook?
Hook, my dude? What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You’re supposed to be a leg right now, motherfucker, why are you here? GO HOME, HOOK.
Anyway, I’m really glad we wasted the time establishing that Soundwave and his band of merry little men were coming along on this trip, only for them to not come along after all. Love that shit.
I don’t actually love that shit. I’m sorry for lying.
With the load lightened, Skywarp teleports the rest of the gang to where they need to be, and Waspinator is immediately stabbed with a massive raging poisoning sword of doom. Bludgeon’s here to greet everyone, and Metalhawk is gonna try his damnedest to get the guy to come around to their side.
You remember when Metalhawk did things like connive, and scheme, and actually had more depth than a sidewalk puddle? Because I remember. Now he’s just... Beast Wars Silverbolt, but he’s not even attempting to be charming. I bet he wouldn’t even call his evil girlfriend “my soul’s delight.” Lame.
Bumblebee, Megatron, and friends book it for Shockwave, while Magnus and Skids get ready to kick some ass. Brainstorm isn’t feeling so hot, but this isn’t about him.
Starscream is having a minor crisis over the fact that Scoop stayed behind in a literal war zone for Starscream’s sake. I dunno that he did it specifically for Starscream, but Starscream seems pretty convinced that he did, and who am I to argue with the leader of a whole friggin’ planet?
The gang makes it to Jhiaxus’ ship, where they find-
I swear to god, if there’s not a fucking explanation for what the shit is happening right here I’m going to scream.
…So anyway, Metalhawk and Jhiaxus start beating each other up, Starscream gets bent out of shape by Jhiaxus’ trash talk, and we get an explanation for his new look.
Which, y’know, thank fucking god.
Jhiaxus has new reactive armor, which takes anything thrown at him and adapts it to his own body for personal use, which feels like some Grade-A Kids Playing Pretend bullshit, but WHATEVER.
While this is going on, Megatron and Bumblebee have run into the center of Shockwave’s Laboratory of Morally-Abhorrent Mystical Buffoonery Masquerading as the Scientific Method. Dreadwing tries to make a case for self-defense of his property, but unfortunately he doesn’t understand how property rights work, and gets blasted for his troubles. Galvatron reveals himself to be alive to Megatron, who immediately grabs the dude by the throat.
Galvatron’s feeling pretty down about having inadvertently helped end the universe, and is throwing himself a little pity party. Megatron’s not having it, however, tossing the man into the ground and revving up to fusion-cannon him to death. Bumblebee stops him, for some reason, and then starts rambling, I guess STILL trying to be Optimus Prime 2.0.
Bumblebee, you put bombs in people’s heads to make them fall into line. You don’t get to talk to Captain Warlord about moral nuance. And weren’t you also berating Metalhawk for trying this same thing not five minutes ago?
Bumblebee’s words reach Megatron, and instead of annihilating Galvatron, he offers the dude a hand up.
Then Bumblebee gets shot and dies, while Shockwave just… stares menacingly, I guess.
Cool.
The death of his very best friend in the whole wide world sends Megatron into a rage, and he punches Shockwave in the face. This doesn’t really faze him much though, as he bats Megatron across the fucking room like he’s made of papier-mâché and dreams, going on about how the universe will save Cybertron by being its power source “in an endless forever.”
Shockwave, you’re a man of science. You ought to know that “forever” as a concept, doesn’t fucking WORK scientifically. It’s nonsense. You’re nonsense, and I hate you.
Back with the Bludgeon Ass-Kicking Squad, Brainstorm’s having a bad time, while everyone else sort of awkwardly poses. Skids gets stabbed. Skids falls down. Brainstorm falls down. Ultra Magnus is concerned, but he’s too busy not being stabbed to help anyone.
Brainstorm’s in a lot of pain, and then a hand bursts out of his chest and-
GODDAMMIT JAMES.
Fucking- Team -Imus burst out of the Dead Universe from Brainstorm, who I will remind you, is undead thanks to Dead Universe lightning bullshit, making him a link between it and the much cooler Not-Dead Universe. Everyone is posing, even Cyclonus, who absolutely should think that sort of thing is beneath him, but whatever.
That’s the end of the issue. Go home.
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I have a question who of the Gold Saints would cuss more like “Son of a B@tch!” Or “Mother Trucker” etc. And on the flip side who would scold more for using that kind of language?
Well, beware of the huge amount of swear material of this post!
On a scale from “motherfucker” to “darn”, I’d say the motherfucker is Deathmask and the darn is Aldebaran.
Can you picture that man swearing? I can’t.
But let’s go kind of in order, from worse to best at containing their swears.
1. Deathmask
Yeah, this man has a huge vocabulary of swear words and expressions. Most times he takes some from Italian as well. The most used is “Minchia!”, mostly because he can use it in any situation.
The best, though, was when he stubbed his toe against the bed. No one heard such a long string of profanities before.
2. Aphrodite
Yeah, this man is not the delicate rose people like to depict. And, given how many times he surely has pricked himself with rose thorns, you can imagine how frequently you hear him say “fuck” in the most annoyed voice.
(For his followers, think Markiplier when he keeps failing something and just goes “fuck” “fuuuck” “fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck”, it’s the best example I have).
3. Saga (after Ares) / Kanon
I think we all know Kanon swears like a sailor in the middle of a storm. Not as much as Deathmask and Aphrodite, but still enough to have the podium of this list.
Bonus point to the day he straight up swore in front of Athena because the Scarlett Needle fucking hurts. Turns out, saying “son of a bitch” out loud in the near vicinity of a goddess is not a good idea.
Saga, on the other hand, curses just as much but he’s way more silent. If you hear him cursing out loud, you’re fucked. He used to never swear, unless he got really angry at someone, but after Ares scrambling his brain like a shakeable toy he started resembling his brother more and more by the day.
4. Milo
I hope you expected him here. Though, he mostly happens to cuss when he’s alone and stuff goes wrong, so people always assume he has a way cleaner mouth. Memorable the time he stubbed his nail (yeah, that nail) against the wall because he tripped (trust me it happens, source: me tripping on my own feet) and just went “son of a fuck!” so loud Aiolos and Dohko heard him.
5. Shura
“Son of a bitch” and “you’re an asshole” are words that easily come out his mouth, especially when he’s talking with Deathmask. He almost took Milo’s 4th place the day when he accidentally destroyed his house with Excalibur and swore like a madman for 1 hour straight in three different languages.
But he also has a habit of scolding younger people for swearing, even if he himself just spoke a profanity.
6. Aiolos
You thought this man would have been the perfect person with the cleanest mouth of the Sanctuary? Well, think again. The string of profanities he conjured up the day of Saga’s betrayal alone is enough to put him in this spot.
Of course, he will scold anyone that comes up with a curse word in his vicinity, and teach them a lesson by quite literally washing their mouths with soap. But he’s also one to go “what the fuck are you doing?” to people when something weird is happening.
The best thing happened when he - sleep deprived - heard a Bronze say a curse word, wanted to scold him for it, told them “what the fuck do you think you’re saying”, realized his mistake, told them to stop swearing, and went back to sleep. All in the span of 5 minutes.
7. Aiolia
Turns out, having a brother that occasionally swears but it also strict about it creates a very confused man that yes, swears every once in a while, but mostly uses “safe” curse words, like damn and crap.
Although, he’s not really the safest one, because Aiolia will throw you a “son of bitch” or an F-bomb if particularly angry.
He’s also the only one of the Saints that, probably during the whole ordeal with Loki, actively cursed against a god.
Luckily for him, Aiolos didn’t hear it.
8. Camus
Extremely against Hyoga cursing, not so much against himself saying “go fuck yourself” to Surt when he killed Shura. Although, it’s incredibly rare to hear him actually swear. He’s only this high on the list because when he does, he goes full force for it.
9. Dohko
Years and years spent sitting on a rock by himself surely had a role in him not swearing anymore, because what’s the point, but sometimes... sometimes he still lets one or two curse words slip by.
He’s more focused on making other people stop cursing, though. No one will ever forget how long it took for him to make Shiryu stop swearing towards the waterfall. He did a good job, though, no one would ever suspect Shiryu used to yell “you stupid fucking waterfall” on a daily basis like a child.
10. Mu
He mostly scolds other people for swearing, but understands that sometimes the setting and the situation is just right for them. So, when Kiki accidentally teleported a tiger in the middle of Rodorio, with subsequent panic ensuing, he was perfectly fine with both of them saying “oh, shit!” simultaneously.
But other than “holy shit”, he never really uses proper curse words, and sticks to “family friendly” ones, just out of habit. Having to take care of a child does that.
11. Shaka
He doesn’t care about people swearing, and doesn’t swear himself, but... he’s not the best at keeping it together for a reason.
That reason being, the longest, loudest, most creative combination of insults, curse words, and general profanity he let out for the first and last time in his life. You can freely imagine what happened for this to be a thing. In my book (literally, in my fanfic) it was Shaka getting interrupted for the umpteenth time in his mission to get some sweet sweet love, by a tree almost falling on him.
12. Aldebaran
He’s too good, I don’t want him to swear. Most he does is some “family friendly” curse words that aren’t actually curse words.
Leave this sweet man without profanity, please.
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Several interesting options if things go sideways next episode
A NOTE TO THE UNIVERSE: THESE ARE AU IDEAS ONLY. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE ANY OF THIS ACTUALLY HAPPEN. AU ONLY!!!!!
I do not actually have an encyclopedic knowledge of the M9′s inventories, which means that while I’m pretty sure they have 2-3 diamonds, I might be off. Furthermore, I don’t know how much the diamonds they have are worth, and they do have two people to bring back from the dead. (It is very very important that Orly gets brought back from the dead, damnit.)
So: supposing that Revivify works on Orly, but the dice roll is too low for Fjord and it turns out to need a proper Raise Dead. This is absolutely not a deal-breaker, especially since the party can and will buff themselves to hell and back to make the ritual offerings and lower the DC. Supposing, additionally, that my lower estimate is correct and the team only has two diamonds on them, and spends them both raising Orly and Fjord, there are some really interesting possibilities for what the team could do next.
(These possibilities are only interesting because of my absolute certainty that the team would march to the Nine Hells themselves, at level 11, to bring Fjord back to life. He’s going to be fine. They love him too much for any other option. I SPEAK THIS TRUTH INTO THE UNIVERSE DAMNIT.)
The M9 attempt very carefully locate and purchase a diamond from another ship in the armada on the way to peace talks. They have to do this without their high-charisma face, without any apparent captain, and without letting on to this entire, extremely touchy, extremely-well-armed armada full of ships that they used to be pirates, they’re marked for death by a sea serpent demigod, or, y’know, literally anything else about themselves. Slightly hysterical tense hilarity ensues.
Essek fucking owes them. They call it in. He is going to teleport somewhere to buy the biggest fucking diamond he can get, and he is going to teleport back to the Ball Eater to give it to them as soon as motherfucking possible. There’s some really fascinating role-reversal in the burden of debt involved in this taxi service, Essek shows some actual emotion about Fjord’s death, and a whole lot of intrigue revolves around trying not to let on to anybody else that Essek is doing this or why.
Fuck it: Essek can’t or won’t help, there are no diamonds to be had, Jester is hysterical and Beau has checked out completely, they’re done. Fuck the peace talks. Fjord is more important. The entire M9 teleport away, leaving the Ball Eater and also the entire continent to its own fate. World peace matters. Their friend matters more.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck: their friend matters so much, but world peace matters more. Caduceus casts Gentle Repose immediately, obsessively, twice as frequently as the spell requires. Everybody shrinks down to the tightest, tensest versions of themselves. They will save the motherfucking world because that is their job, and then they will go the fuck back to Nicodranas or Rosohna or anywhere in the goddamn world on dry land and they will fix this.
It’s impossible to pick between saving Fjord and saving the peace talks, so they do the unthinkable and split the party. One of the clerics and two people with something to offer a resurrection ritual bamf off for diamonds and desperation. The other cleric stays with the ship and the other half of the party, grim and determined, trail along with the armada trying to keep up face and protect this fragile peace with only three people. (Literally any division here is fascinating. Jester, Caleb, and Nott trying to resurrect while Beau stays to first-mate the ship and Yasha stays to keep them safe and Caduceus stays to keep them alive? Both Empire Siblings stick to the peace mission and send Nott and Yasha off drag Fjord back? So many options, so much awesome.)
The M9 are shit at moderation and not great at long-term plans, but they sure are good at doubling down, so they’re going to do both: take Fjord back to land to bring him back to life, and make it to the peace talks in time. The Ball Eater’s faster than most of this fleet. They attempt to hightail it back to Nicodranas and then catch back up. U’kotoa tries to raid the ship twice more before they hit the coast and then three more times on their way back to the armada before they finally kill him themselves. They do not actually make it to the talks in the end.
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