PHIGHTING! Mermaid au chibis
What silly little guys,,, decided to design scythe since yeah!
She’s based off of a olive head sea snake! And the rest y'all hopefully know by now :3
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Teasing poly!squad out in public!!! Either at the bar or a Navy Ball or something.
How do we think they would deal??
Love you to the moon and back, beloved! Hope you have an amazing day - Teddy 🧸💖
heheheheh this teddy!!!!! this is deadly!!!!!!
the true answer is that i think bob and nat are scarily well with it while jake and bradley are at near breaking point, desperate to put you back in your place.
the navy ball scenario is deadly as well. the hard deck is fine, that’s a causal place. they can drag you away back home or to the toilets as soon as they notice, but at the navy ball there are standards to uphold. surrounded by captains and generals, they have to continue on with the polite conversation while you paw at nat’s ass, giving it a squeeze that’s so tight it nearly makes her choke on her drink.
they warned you before you left too, knowing that you were practically drooling over them in their navy whites. “please, let me have you all now. i promise we’ll still be on time.” you grip at jake’s collar while you wait for the others by the front door. “absolutely not, bunny. and anyway, you think this isn’t hard for us either, when you look that fucking good?” he states and smacks your ass with a yelp. bob comes up from behind you and kisses your neck. “be good, bunny. you know the consequences.”
but you’re not good and they should know better. dragging your fingers over bradley’s crotch for the fifth time while he recalls a story to a general, he politely excuses you both and drags you over to the side. “if you do that one more time, i’ll bend you over this table and fuck you with everyone watching.”
nat catches the conversation and tells bradley she’s more than happy to sort the attitude. she takes you to the bathroom that are made with marble floors and plush seats to powder your nose on. she pushes you against the counter and hikes up your dress. you cry out in protest. “nat! anyone could come in.”
“that’s the point. now count.” you feel the harsh sting of her hand on each cheek. there’s tears pricking in the corner of your eyes and you’re still counting until she lets up. she can’t have you looking too wrecked at a navy gala.
you curl up into bradley’s side when you both come back out and look up at him with a pout. he chuckles while sipping on his expensive whiskey. “don’t look at me like that, bunny. you know the consequences.”
bob snorts at your pleading gaze at bradley, trying to earn some sympathy. “we’ll let you ride our thighs in our dress whites bunny, but you’re not fucking coming.” bob’s cold and calculated words come out so naturally when surrounded by such high ranking officers that you feel a chill creep up your spine.
tee hee!!
thank you so so much for this incredible thot my beloved teddy!! you know i just adore poly!squad and i’m never getting enough of them!!! i love you to the moon and back darlin’ and i hope you’ve had a wonderful day yourself!! mwah!! 💌💖🫶🏼
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💘Dying Your Hair with Eijirou Kirishima 💘
Hey guys!~ Sorry I haven't been posting, I've got a case of the sads, so only one post today, but it's something I've been wanting to write for a while. Today I just needed a soft fluffy comfort story. No naughtiness here, but maybe tomorrow 🤫
Genre: Fluff
Wordcount: 999 (yes, really.)
CW: Like a small mention of maybe being bullied in the past, but nothing actively described.
If you like to listen to music while you read, might I suggest this playlist: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gt1cAfalNM
Semi-related, does anyone else get the feeling that Kirishima listens to old 80's Top 40's like REO Speedwagon? Maybe I'll do a headcanon on that...
Anyhow! Now to the story:
You pick up the same damn box of hair dye for probably the fourth or fifth time, examine the instructions on the back, the sample colors on the side, and wonder if your hair will actually turn out like that before you heave another sigh and replace it back on the shelf.
What were you doing here?
Maybe you were having an identity crisis. Maybe you were worried that if you didn’t do something soon, you’d be stuck looking the way you do your entire life, that would just be your “Brand” as a “Hero”, and you just didn’t feel very heroic.
At that moment, about the worst possible thing found your ears.
“Hey! New kid!”
Great, you’re ‘the new kid’.
You squeezed your eyes shut and hoped that if you thought about it hard enough, you might become one with the display of boxes of dye and thus not be perceived by anyone you might have to see ever again.
“Hey!” A smiling voice let you know that your manifestation had failed.
“Oh God..” you heard, and you waited for it. The judgement, the teasing, the laughter at your expense that always seemed to follow you as “the new kid”.
“Are you dying your hair?”
“Yeah. What about it?” You clipped, and when you looked up, you saw red.
Not in that way, literally red. Red hair, red eyes, all framed by a relaxed red hoodie slung over his head.
“Well don’t use that brand, it washes out, like, instantly!” He flicked his hands with a toothy grin, “and that one..” he pointed to the box next to the one you had picked up, “that one is semi-permanent, and will rub off on ev-er-y-thing!”
He laughed brightly, like he was recalling a memory. He didn’t seem like he was putting you on, seemed… genuine. You decided to indulge him, “Oh.. well.. which one do you recommend?”
He brought a crooked finger to his chin, and red irises floated up, accessing his brain, “hmmm..”
You backed up a little when he stopped to start perusing the shelves, “based on that color, want demi-permanent… not too expensive… with good coverage… I’d go with this one!” He hands you a bottle, not a box. You look at him, a little confused.
“This one?”
“Yeeep! Typically you wanna stay away from box dyes.” He says through a deep stretch, which left his arms folded behind his head, “you might need to bleach your hair just a little, but I have that stuff at home.” He gave you another sharp toothed grin and a wink, “Hi, I’m Eijirou Kirishima!”
You introduced yourself and asked “How.. do you know about all this stuff?”
“Oh, I’m sorry!” He pulled the hood off his head to reveal dark shadowy roots, “did you think this was my natural hair color?”
“Stranger things have happened!” You said, a small smile quirking your lips.
“Yeah I suppose that’s true.” His face fell into a sheepish smile.
“So.. you’ll let me borrow your bleach and stuff?”
“I’ve got a better idea…”
***
You sat cross legged against Eijirou’s bed, a splotchy bleach-stained towel around your shoulders, still damp from your shower.
“You’re sure about this?”
“Apfolutely!” He muffled past the plastic brush pinched in his teeth, his arms a tangle of gloves, foils, bowls and product.
He dumped his armful across his desk and started sorting the pile, “You’re gonna look great!”
He didn’t even look at the directions as he mixed the bleach and developer into a viscous goo.
“Alright!” He cheered with a *fwoomp* as he leapt with his bowl onto the bed behind you. He positioned a box of foils beside him and asked, “Ya ready?”
You covered your face, and took a short breath, “As I’ll ever be…”
“Heheheheh~” he loosed a sinister laugh, took up his rat tail comb, and started sectioning and clipping your hair.
***
“Alrighty!” He chimed, snapping the vinyl gloves off his hands, “Check it out!” He handed you a wide hand mirror.
“I look like I’m waiting for the mothership…”
You weren’t wrong, tin foil jutted out from your head in every direction. At least you were protected from gamma waves, or whatever.
“Hahaha! This is the part where you trust the process..” He laughed as he padded over to the desk to mix up more product.
“Yeah.. Sure..” You guessed you kinda had to, at that point.
“Okay!” The mirror left your hand, replaced by the bowl of lightener, and your new friend plopped down in front of you, “Your turn!”
“What?! I- I never- I thought you said you’ve done this before?”
“Yeah, just because I can do it by myself, doesn’t mean I want to.” He rolled his eyes, “Don’t worry, I’ll walk you through everything.” He flipped the mirror up in front of his face so he could see the dark stained roots and you beyond them; “It’s a part of the fun anyway!”
“O-okay…” You hesitated, but you pulled on a clean pair of vinyl gloves and went to work.
***
He did as he promised, and walked you through every step. Turns out it wasn’t that hard, and it was pretty repetitive after a while. Section the hair, paint the darkened roots on the front and back, section again; it left you plenty of time to talk.
By the time you were done with his roots, your hair was done developing. You rinsed and rinsed and rinsed, and after many more reassurances from Eijirou to “trust the process” you did it all again with toner, then again with color. The two of you were up until the wee hours coloring your hair, watching movies and talking.
After all was said and done, and your skin itched from the constant in-and-out of the shower, you were super happy with your choice, and that you had made a friend. Nowadays the two of you keep an appointment, maybe even a date, to do each other's hair every 6 weeks.
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Took me about two hours with lotsa distractions
And has 1561 words
Theres two prompts in here. In this timeline, everyone's alive. But also this is the second motive. Byakuyas secret surprises everyone(the longer part) and a game of truth or dare(not as long sorry) its 11:44 at night and I'm tired as all hecc
@fluffomatic here you go. Although I didn't exactly use inspiration based off the art you made. I'm really tired and barely know what I'm doing.
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"As your school principle, I am supposed to motivate you! So, for your second motivation, I'll be handing put secrets! Its your decision what you want to do with it." The build a bear reject says. "How am I supposed to get you guys to kill eachother?" Monokuma adds under his breath then disappears. Everyone looks at each other in confusion.
"Secrets?" Aoi had questioned the bear authority despite it already having left. Several thin papers were scattered like snow from what looked like it could only be the ceiling. They all scrambled to pick up the small pieces that had their secrets written upon them.
"Whatever man. Lets just forget about them." Mondo was about to walk out when a certain compass moral stopped him.
"Wait. Lets all share our secrets so that its no longer a motive!" Taka introduced the idea.
"Well, it cant hurt us if we do." Makoto states looking down at his own secret. They gather around in a circle like oval. Chihiro starts.
"... I uhm. I'm actually a boy dressed as a girl. Because people would bully me for being to "weak" or "feminine"." Chihiro looks down as if to be ashamed.
"Theres no need to be ashamed!" Taka gives the small boy a soft smile. Chihiro gives a small smile back, looking up.
"What about yours Taka?" He asks
"Oh! Right!" He lets out a small giggle and unfolds his, "...I uhm oh. I ran in the halls! I'm so sorry everyone! I know, this must be disappointing to hear the ultimate moral compass broke a rule." He acts as if it is shocking.
"No ones disappointed Taka! Its ok to break a rule if its a rare thing to happen." Makoto says.
"Well? Whats your secret?" Taka asks.
"Oh, I uhm. I-" Makoto looked away, a blushing mess. "I wet the bed 5th grade." Makoto said quietly but everyone heard him. A silence overcame them like a light in a dark room.
"I guess its my turn!" Byakuya says, wanting people to not bully or embarrass his boyfriend. "I've never... What?" Byakuya looks confused. "How is this a secret? I've never been tickled." He squints his eyes. Everyone looked shocked. Even Makoto looks shocked.
"Hold up. You've never been tickled?" Yasuhiro had asked.
"Well, for the ultimate progeny, his childhood would be not as "
'childish' as others." Kyoko had said, a hand placed on her chin.
"Agh-!" Byakuya had yelled after he was tackled. Leon had dug into his ribs getting sudden laughter pouring from his mouth. "WAHAHAIT!!" Byakuya was squirming.
"Hey!" Leon got tackled down by Toko. "What the? Why did you do that?" Leon yelled at the writer.
"You're being to rough with him!" Toko yelled at the baseball man. Byakuya started giggling and everyone looked over to see Makoto lightly tracing his abs and ribs.
"Nohohoho!" Byakuya squirmed, trying to get away from Makoto.
"Uh-uh. You're not getting away from me." Makoto teased. Kyoko walked up to Byakuyas squirming body and poked it earning a high squeak amongst the giggles.
"Noho! Dont dohoho that KyokO-" Byakuya started giggling harder when Kyoko started light scribbles on his ribs. He tries to grab her hands but ends up revealing his under arms and having Kyoko quickly shoot into them. "Hohold ohohohon!" He shot his arms down as soon as she did that.
"Oops. My hands are trapped. Guess I'll have to keep tickling you until you put up your arms." She shrugged with a sly smile on her face.
"Hehehehey stahp!" Byakuya reluctantly put up his arms above his head to make Kyoko stop. That only pushed her more. She sat on his hands but made sure not to hurt them and continued her relentless attack. Makoto was going ham on his sides and moved to his belly. Byakuya ended up squirming more than than ever, his laughter going up a few octaves. "HOHOLD ON! STOHAHAP IT PLEAHEEHE-"
"Nah. I'm hungry for a happy Byakuya!" Makoto said leaning down and nibbling ever so lightly on his belly. His eyes shut and a wide smile planted on his face emitting loud giggles like a speaker. Makoto also began dancing his hands hands along his sides, ribs and belly changing suddenly and with no pattern as well.
"Aw. You're so much fun!" Kyoko added some teases to the mix.
When it got to the point of Byakuya not being able to for words they stopped their attacks to give Byakuya a breathing break.
"Hmm. Should we try..?" He looked at Kyoko and she nodded. Makoto made his way down to his ankles. He sat on his calves. He cradled the progeny's ankles in an arm lock. He started snickering and giggling again cutely when Kyoko ran finger down and around his neck. He scrunched up his neck and made a little whining sound which turned into a ridiculously cute sight. Makoto laughed and smiles at this and turned back to his 'assignment'. Makoto traced a finger down the middle of the boys sole. And instantly his giggles went up a little. He messed around and drew shapes with the tip of his fingernail. Byakuya squirmed. Under the weight of his two lers. Makoto used his entire hand to scribble along both of Byakuyas feet. He thrashes, giggling violently.
"Ohohok did I do sohohomethihing?" Byakuyas head was tilted into his arm to try and stifle his giggles. Kyoko and Makoto took this as an opportunity to stop. Makoto walks up towards his head.
"You're so cute Byakuya." He kissed his boyfriends nose making Byakuya more rose coloured. His smile was still widely spread across his face and tears were both streaming and had stained his face. Makoto helped Byakuya up. "You ok?" The small boy said.
"Yea.. I'm fine. Just a little worn out." Byakuya said straightening his glasses ans fixing his hair. They heard a loud obnoxious laugh.
"OK OK IHIHI WOHONT BE SO CAHARLEHESS!" Leon yelled as Toko was going nuts on him.
"Promise?" She asks slyly.
"IHIHIHI PROMIHISE!!" He yelled, squirming under her. Toko relented and let him catch his breath.
"This is a school environment! You cant just do that!" Taka pouts angrily.
"Whatever Taka." Kyoko giggles. "We should hang out tonight. After 10. Truth or dare. Get closer yknow?"
" like a date then." Hifumi says.
"Not you. You're not allowed to come." Kyoko states glaring at Hifumi.
"I guess we should wait until then. I'm off." Makoto said dragging Byakuya to his room. Byakuya and Makoto were cuddling until something actually happened Makoto was being the little spoon. "Mmm Byakuya-" he tried to stifle his giggles as his boyfriend traced shapes on his belly.
"Wow Makoto. Your skin is so soft." He smiled, tracing the skin around hus navel.
"Byahakuyaaaa stoooop!" Makoto squirmed in the progeny's thouch.
"Aw. But such soft skin deserves to be caressed and needs attention." Byakuya cooed at the smaller boy.
"Heheheheh!" Makoto was giggling so hard he could barely make out any words. Togami smiled mischievously. He dug his fingers into Makoto belly on both sides of his navel. "BYAKUYAHAHAHAH! NOOOOO STAHP!" Makoto laughed out loud and threw his head out.
"Aw. Your face is sooo cute Makoto." Byakuya teasy complimented him and stopped his attack. They slept until 10 pm. It was the Monokuma night announcement that woke them up. They headed to the gym still a little groggy from their nap. As soon as they opened the gym doors, the light blinded them.
"You made it!" Aoi cheered happily.
"Yup!" Makoto smiled. They once again, sat in a circle wondering whos gonna go first.
"Taka! Truth or dare!" Aoi asked excitedly.
"Uh.. Truth." Taka answered a bit scared that if he said dare, Aoi would make him do something bad.
"Do you like anyone?" Taka was taken aback by such a common question coming from Aoi.
"Oh uhm. I like Mondo." Taka answered without hesitation. Mondo became a blushing mess and looked away.
"Makoto. Truth or dare?" Taka asked the small boy of hope.
"Uh dare."
"Hmm... I dare you to uhm.." Taka looked around a bit. "I dare you to throw that garbage away!" Makoto was surprised and not surprised but did it anyways.
"Hey Byakuya. Truth or dare."
"Dare. Truth seems to be to boring." He looked at Aoi. Aoi seemed to look through his soul.
"Let us tickle you." The small boy said.
"What?" Byakuya was taken aback, surprised.
"Let us tickle you." Makoto smiled at this thought.
"Well, the ultimate progeny doesn't count on giving up. Very well." He lifted up his arms leaving all his spots free to whoever wanted to join. Makoto slipped his hand under Byakuyas shirt and scribbled. Byakuya started laughing instantly. "Makohohoto!" He whined, knowing he couldn't beg for Makoto to stop.
"Whats wrong? Why are you laughing? Nothings going on? Whats so funny?" He asked and byakuya had never answered. Makoto lifted the taller boys shirt up leaned his head down. He blew the longest raspberry anyone has ever seen. He laughed louder and shot his hands down. Makoto stopped his attack. "You didn't last to long." Makoto says.
"Yea. You should lengthen that by training with Aoi and myself." Sakura said with a sly smirk. They continued the game for most of the night the headed off to bed.
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I hope you liked it!
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Yandere House Spouse.... Yandere house spouse Deku? Or.. hehehe.. Yandere house spouse Todoroki... hehehehehe.. which bnha characters do you think would be willing to be house spouses for their darling?
I’m a simple being. I hear the words ‘House Spouse’ and ‘Todoroki’ in the same request and I go feral. Just for clarification, assume the Reader-Insert ‘took in’ Todoroki after he runs away from Enji, and he never goes to UA. An alternative timeline, if you will.
Title: Happy.
TW: Unhealthy Relationships, Kidnapping, Implied Homelessness, and Emotional Manipulation.
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If you ever got caught, you think you’d tell the police that he came to you.
It wasn’t a lie, not technically. You’d always had a special place in your heart for runaways with dead-eyes and all the potential in the world, and considering how long Shoto had been scraping by on his own, taking him in was a mercy. He was a walking, talking teenage sob-story, the son of a Pro-Hero who couldn’t seem to accept the handful of traits they had in common. You’d tell the detectives about how calm he’d been when he woke up in your bedroom, about how quietly he told you his name after you asked for it. You’d explain that he’d never asked to leave, and you never forced him to stay. You’d tell them he was happy, with you.
Happier than he’d been before, anyway.
You never had to force him to do anything, either. He really seemed to enjoy it, all those trivial, domestic tasks that used to bring you so much frustration. It was easier waking up to the smell of sugar and coffee, Shoto already out of bed and in the kitchen by the time you opened your eyes. Gentle rays of sunlight shined in through uncovered windows as you stirred, attempting to find your way out from under the mess of sheets and blankets. You moved slowly, with no real rush to do anything but struggle aimlessly and try to remember which direction would free you. Shoto would laugh, if he was there… or, you assumed he would, anyway. It was hard to tell, with someone so unexpressive.
You were awake by the time he returned, staring at the ceiling absentmindedly as the mattress dipped at your side, a warm hand coming up to tilt your head back, just enough for Shoto to press a kiss into your cheek, the gesture as delicate as it was practiced. You batted him away, giggling, but Shoto wasn’t done, carefully entangling his fingers in your hair, holding you in place as he pushed his lips against yours in the tired mockery of affection. You pulled back before he could overstay his welcome, but by then, Shoto had already claimed his territory on the edge of the mattress, supporting himself with one arm and using the other to draw you closer, even if you were still too stubborn to do anything but roll onto your side, your head coming to rest on his thigh. “Breakfast’s on the table,” He explained, making a half-hearted effort to comb out the knots in your hair. “I thought we could eat together, today, before you leave.”
You blinked, blearily, glancing towards the digital clock resting on your bedside table, nearly groaning when you realized how late it’d gotten. You hadn’t overslept, not as badly as you usually did when Shoto tampered with your alarms, but you certainly didn’t have hours to spare, either. A proper meal would have to wait, unfortunately. “I don’t have the time,” You sighed, fighting not to melt into the warmth of his palm. “It’s a short shift, and I’ll be home before you know it. We’ll have dinner together, when I come back.”
“You’ll be gone for hours.” He was whining, now, his words drawn out and childish, more fitting of someone half his age and with a quarter his maturity. You couldn’t stop yourself, frowning and closing your eyes, silently willing him to bite his tongue and accept your absence with grace. He wasn’t going to, though. He’d been with you long enough for you to know that. “You’ll be gone all day, and I’ll be worried. Can’t you just…” He trailed off, pursing his lips. “Can’t you just stay?”
You couldn’t blame him for persistent. He had free rein of your apartment, and while you tried to keep him docile with books and games and whatever he asked you to bring home, fight off the boredom was impossible, especially when he had such little interest in doing anything that didn’t revolve around you and gaining your approval. But, you still had to work, and Shoto didn’t have to wait at the door like a loyal mutt every time you left the house. Or, he didn’t have to be a brat about it, at least. “You know the rules,” You said, your tone even, bordering on cold. You sat up as you spoke, stretching as much as could in the limited space, and Shoto tried to get closer. A sharp glare was enough to keep him at a distance. “No arguing. I’m not in the mood for it, right now. You don’t have a say in my career.”
Heterochromatic eyes narrowed, his shoulders squaring. You pretended not to notice. “That’s not fair--”
“It doesn’t have to be.” You moved around him as swiftly as you could, swinging your legs over the side of your bed and standing, if only to be able to turn away from Shoto, crossing your arms as you searched for some vital, nonexistent object. “If you have a problem with our arrangement, you’re free to leave. There are dozens of boys who’d kill to take your place. Boys who don’t have trust funds and wealthy families to run back to when they have to make compromises.” You paused, giving him time to bristle and shift and burn. Anger meant insecurity, and you could work with insecurity. Misbehavior, on the other hand, couldn’t be tolerated. “I’m not going to take care of someone who doesn’t appreciate what I do for them.”
You took a step away, but Shoto didn’t let you get far. Abruptly, two strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you back into Shoto’s lap and pinning you to his chest, his face soon buried in the crook of your shoulder. He let out a ragged exhale, the tension in his form dissolving in waves, but he still held you so tightly, you didn’t doubt your hips would be sore by the time he let go. “No,” He muttered, the refusal muted against your skin. “I don’t want to… I’m sorry. I’ll be grateful. I won’t complain.”
You hummed, lightly, glad he couldn’t see your expression. No one should be smiling that much, not when their closest companion is so close to tears. “I don’t know, Todoroki,” You mused, doing your best to sound skeptical. “Are you sure you wouldn’t be happier without me? If you want to leave that much, I won’t hold it against you.”
A hitched breath, this time. It took more concentration than it should’ve not to comfort him. “Please, I don’t want to leave. I’ll be good, I promise I’ll be good. Please don’t have to kick me out again--”
You didn’t give him time to finish, pushing away from him only to twist around, cupping his cheek and pulling him into a real, earnest kiss, a genuine kiss, your satisfaction overpowering his touch-starved inexperience. He was caught off-guard, but it didn’t take him long to melt into the gesture, only adding to the growing sense of complete and utter bliss building at your core. Shoto was so well-behaved, so loving, so obedient. You couldn’t be more proud of him.
He wanted to stay. He didn’t want to leave you. He was happy.
Or, you were happy, at least.
You figured Shoto would know better than to ruin that, by now.
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Headcanon when you call them by their cute little nickname in front of their team
Includes: Aone and Kyoutani
Tags: fluff, headcanons,
Aone || Nobu
-Here’s the thing you guys are so discreet and soft that it just looks like friends stuff.
-Dont get me wrong the team loves that the giant finally has someone to accompany him in the train,this was a big issue for a certain time, and they’re just so happy that he was friends outside of them considering how most people get frightened of him.
-Okay so everyone had assumed that you guys were just friends because you guys weren’t too touchy or lovey dovey at all!
-Babies were still shy, okay?! Nways
-You started dating a few months already too! Like 3 months or so but you still both agreed that it was too early
-Behind closed doors however both of you were two adorable little idiots. Wanna ask me why?!
-Mind reading! You both shared the brain cells and though you only contributed 2 brain cells it was enough for you and him to read each other’s minds
-One time on the train you were looking at something on your phone with him and he didn’t even speak! He just...😐
-Though he was like that for some reason everyone in the train heard your giggling! Like you were laughing so damn hard but he...I-
-The people in the train were now very concerned and very scared
-You guys would also be the type to just in general do stuff your way
-tAkiNg tHinGs slOw 😤🌸 As thEy sAy hEreE
-He warmed up to you by calling you by your first name, okay?! 🥺 It was...UNDENIABLY ADORABLE WHEN HE CALLED YOUR FIRST NAME BECAUSE YOU NEVER THOUGHT YOU’D HEAR HIM SAY IT WITH HIS DEEP, BARELY PRESENT, VOICE!
-It wasn’t uncommon to have cute nicknames too! You even started calling him “Nobu” when you guys cuddle or when you feel particularly affectionate that day
-That day was this day
-Your boyfriend hehehehe bOyFrieNd HEHEHEHEHE was getting ready for practice that day and you thought of surprising him
-You waited inside the gym for him and soon enough the door slid open to reveal him
-“Nobu-kun~”
-“Yes, (First name/nickname)?”
-“I made you snacks in case you got hungwy, Nobu-kun~ OwO” you babytalked him forgetting one small detail
-He left the door open
-Everyone in the team was well...shocked
-It may not have seen like a big deal but AONE TALKED?! And HE USED SOMEONE’S NICKNAME OR FIRST NAME?! AND HE WAS CALLED NOBU?!!!!
-Ya’ll got the whole team, as the youngsters say, Shooketh
-He was pretty much teased the whole time after that and those who did dare, futakuchi specifically and kogane kept on calling him “Nobu”
-Though he didnt really mind being called that
-It reminded him of you when you called him nobu. Any memory or thought of you was a memory/thought getting lost in for him too
Kyoutani || Puppy
-Let’s get this straight...You and kyoutani never looked like you would be friends considering how different you were
-Well at least how you looked
-Kyoutani looked intimidating and mad all the time! Though he was like that it was only due to his lack of social skills that he ends up acting like that. He does the tough guy persona well too
-You on the otherhand were a graceful little ohime-sama (Princess character) Truth be told though...you were the only one who could put kyoutani in his place with just a few words. You were his best friend since you both came out of your mother’s wombs. 😌🌸
-Just imagine the look on everyone’s face when you finally enroll to seijoh and you hung out with your best friend. Shooketh, as the hip kids say.
-Everyone would practically blink a few more times just to finally accept the fact that you were talking to kyoutani kentarou side by side and you were enjoying the conversation.
-On rare occasions you would wait for his ass, he’s walking towards the gym for practice too since your houses were so close you figured you’d just walk home together also food.
-“Oi, wanna go to my weird uncle’s ramen shop after practice?” He invites
-“Sure! Are you paying?”
-“HA?! I ALWAYS PAY! Boke!”
-Everyone is now scared because he just shouted at the sweetest girl in school and they’re afraid you’d cry
-Everyone’s minds right then and there...
FUC FUCK FUCK SHE MIGHT CRY! Kyoutani is so mean to her! WHAT THE FUCK-
-What they didnt expect was you flicking the very angry boy’s forehead and laughing
-“Hai Hai~ I’ll pay then HAHAHAHAHA”
-You walk into the gym as he goes and gets changed for practice too
-The whole time there everyone was confused why you were there and why you were talking to him and not oikawa cause like- Why else would a girl be there?
-“5 more minutes! Promise!” He tells growls at you and though he wasnt shouting everyone thought he was mad already
-You yawn and after 20 MINUTES You finally feel your stomach growl as well so you got up and walked over to them
-Everyone who stayed behind for individual practice stopped as soon as you walked into the court as well
-“Kyouken huh? Mad dog? Puppy suits you better” You mumble under your breath until you’re infront of the very sweaty man
-Staring contest too
-The tension was high and everyone, oikawa, was anticipating the next few scenes of this very interesting dynamic
-“Mad dog, huh? Cmon, puppy~ You fucking said 5 minutes~ Now unless you want me to go home and tell your mom where you keep your secret porn stash and those CDs you have taped under your desk you’re going to get ready to leave, you tsundere piece of shit~” You say all this in the sweetest tone of your voice
-My man has never been more irritated yet so afraid of someone other than his mother
-You knew how scary that woman was as well so you just watched him get ready and leave
-Back at the gym though everyone was in utter state of shock
-“Shittykawa, do you know who that was?” Iwaizumi asked the setter who was gulping down on his bottle
-“Isnt she the one who got third place in the exam ranks?” Makki informed
-Everyone is now questioning mostly everything about who you were and what had just happened
Im bad at this Im sorry hahahaha I just like doing this stuff I guess though once I start to get into more characters I’ll do the other underrated characters. Like suna, ojiro, chikara, makki or goshiki HAHAHAHAHAHA I’ll just tag those who I discussed this with
@janellion @anianimol @my-mass-hysteria ???
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Your imaginary friends come back to haunt you - REPOST
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Josh parked his car, stepped out and looked at the house before him. “I’m home again” he said. It had been a while since 25 year old Josh had visited his old home after going to college. He hadn’t seen his dad or his two brothers in all this time but now it was summer break and Josh was all too keen to take the time to travel back to his old stomping grounds.
He rang the doorbell and a moment later the door was opened by Josh’s dad Marcus; a rather muscular and beefy gentleman with a buzzcut.
“Joshua! How are you? Come in, come in. Your brothers are just in the den.” Marcus’ excitement was infectious. “Thanks dad. I’m great and it’s good to see you! Can’t wait to see Danny and Travis” Josh replied. “Go on ahead. I’ll bring your bag in for you.” Marcus said cheerfully. The house was just as Josh remembered it; rustic, wooden but charming and cozy, and Josh easily found his way to the den as if he’d never left. Once there he was greeted by his brothers playing video games. There was Danny, the middle brother, sitting down in a tight red tank showing off his guns and his pecs that were nicely emphasised. “Yo little Joshy back from college! Check it out Travis. Josh’s arrived!”
Travis sat up from lying on a mattress. Travis was the oldest and most manly looking brother. He was shirtless, exposing his hairy chest and beefy arms. On his lower body, he was wearing sweatpants which hid his tight butt but revealed a thick dick hiding beneath, something that Josh couldn’t help but notice. “Well hey little bro. How’re you doing!?” said Travis as he wrapped his arm around Josh and gave him a friendly noogie. “Great to see you again bro!” Josh said as he took himself out from under Travis’s sweaty arm.
Marcus then appeared in the doorway. “Alright you rowdy kids, settle down. We’re just gonna have lunch in a while so feel free to freshen up in your old room and set your stuff out” “Will do dad” and with that, Josh headed upstairs into his old room. Once there, Josh stepped into his bathroom, stripped his clothes and started up the shower. Now Josh was left alone with his thoughts…which wasn’t great. Now that Josh was here, he felt a bit depressed. The reason Josh had been so eager to see his father and brothers again was…because he kind of had a thing for them. For a young gay man like himself, his family were the epitome of manliness and studliness that Josh had only dreamed of. But he knew he could never have his dream. Josh finished cleaning his bod and stepped out of the shower with a sigh. Well there wasn’t much to do but just try to enjoy being with family, he thought. He took his personal can of deodorant, gave his underarms a good spray then slipped on some shorts and a tanktop. He wasn’t as buff as any of him family members but for a young boy, Josh was a pretty handsome, fit and clean dude, and hey, if he couldn’t enjoy his family members bods, at least he could enjoy his own. “Niiice” he purred to his reflection.
“Thank you” came a cackling reply from out of nowhere. Josh could see a thin ghost’s face pop through his own, laughing as it’s hands reached around and jiggled Josh’s pecs through his top. Startled, Josh backed away, out into his bedroom and fell back onto his bed. He could only stare as a trio of ghosts followed and hovered over him. “Well well well, look at our Josh now. Not such a little fleshie anymore. He’s gotten bigger now.” said the tallest and thinnest ghost. “Bigger and prettier too. Looks like he might even be able to fit me now, and then I’d be the pretty boy hehehe” bellowed the fattest ghost, jiggling as he laughed. “He could do without the sickly sweet smell though. What happened to the kid that liked rolling around in the mud?” whined the last ghost who was the smelliest.
“Wh-who are you!?” cried Josh, afraid of what these…things might do to him. “Whaaaat? You don’t remember us. That hurts Joshy-boy” said the thin ghost. “Yeah, don’t you remember all the great meals we had fleshie?” moaned the fat ghost. “Or all those times in the mud. Remember the mud?” the stinky ghost chimed in. “What are you talking about!? How do you know my name? Who are you?” Josh was so confused. “Let us reintroduce ourselves. We’re the Ghostly Trio. Stretch, Stinky and Fatso” said the thin ghost as he and the others posed together. Suddenly, the names and poses triggered something deep within Josh. Memories bubbled to the surface. Memories of a little boy playing with his trio of imaginary friends, eating cake together, trekking through the rain and getting dirty together. These were them. They were Josh’s imaginary friends. “But…you couldn’t be…you’re not real.” We’re real as the skin on your bones fleshie. Believe it or not” said Stretch. Josh shaked, “ No…n-no you’re not. You’re not real. I made you up” “Don’t be like that. We had such a good time being your friends Josh. Sorry we had to up and leave ya one day but we promise we are real. Honest” pleaded Fatso with a puppy dog eyes. Still Josh sat still in shock and panic. “…Go away.” he said. “Come on Josh” said Stretch softly. Josh yelled, “GO AWAY!” The Ghostly Trio backed off. “I need to think…Leave me alone.” Josh retreated back into his bathroom and closed the door. Left alone, the trio sadly floated down the stairs.
“Man, after all this time, he finally comes home. I thought he’d be happy to see us. I know we are.” said Stretch. “Yeah, now that he’s older, we could’ve gone to a buffet or somethin’ like that.” Fatso said sadly. Stinky piped up. “Well it has been forever and he ‘is’ older. What can we do to make him like us again?” Stretch’s expression brightened when he heard Stinky’s words. “You know somethin’? You’re absolutely right. Joshy-boy is older now. And that means we can have some ‘adult’ fun right boys?” Fatso and Stinky looked confused but they caught on quick. “Hehehehe. I’m ready for this.” chuckled Fatso. “You know boys, we never met Josh’s family. Let’s introduce ourselves properly…shall we?
Back down in the kitchen, Marcus was dishing up a salad as Danny and Travis set the table. “Hey Danny, mind finishing this bowl up? I’m just going to the outside fridge to get some meat” called Marcus. “Sure thing pops.” Danny said back. Marcus left out the back door as Danny and Travis made their way into the kitchen but something was wrong. “Geez, no offense old man but are you sure this is fresh fruit? Smells like something died in here” muttered Danny to himself. “Maybe it’s your B.O bro? Haven’t been cleaning up after hitting your gains huh?” Travis said grinning. “Whatever man. You’re the one that sweats buckets from your armpits every time we do chest and arms.” fired back Danny. “You’re right though. I’ll see if there’s any more fruit in the fridge.” said Travis as he went over and opened the fridge. Danny leant over and smelled the salad bowl. “Damn, it really does smell rotten” “Sorry bout that but thanks for noticin’” came Stinky’s voice from behind him. Before Danny had any time to even let out a gasp, let alone turn around, he felt something rubbery penetrate his butt through his shorts.
He felt Stinky dive through his tight bum and move into his bod, filling and expanding inside him. Danny jerked around and spasmed as he felt himself lose control of his body to this thing inside him. Stinky moved up through Danny’s tight abs, up into his pecs then filled out his big hunky arms like he was slipping on a suit. Danny his arms swing down and as they did, his leg muscles burst and jiggled as Stinky filled them in. The sensation immediately made him pop a boner which was swiftly filled by Stinky’s ectoplasm. All that was left was for Stinky to fill Danny’s wildly swinging head and once that was done, a boom came from Danny’s stomach and he was in Stinky’s control. “Mmmmmmm yeeeeeaaaaah” he said as he felt his muscles and rubbed his hands underneath his tanktop.
Finally Travis turned around with a bag of fruit in hand to see Danny feeling himself. “Bro, what the hell are you doing?” At that moment, Stretch burst out of the bag. “Don’t worry about him. Worry about yourself bonebag.” he cackled. Travis dropped the bag, stunned as Stretch flew around him, circling him around his head, down around his torso until he got to his waist, where he dived into his underwear and started to pump into Travis’s dick.
Travis groaned as he felt his dick expand and grow. It was such a erotic and pleasurable moment. Soon Stretch had sucked his tail into Travis’s body and began filling him up. Travis’s voice became muffled as his mouth filled with ectoplasm. “MMMMMMFFFFFF” moaned Travis as he felt Stretch get big and hard inside his muscular bod. He felt his pecs expand with ectoplasm and his legs and arms shot out as Stretch filled them up. Travis tried to remain in control but his body just spun and shook wildly as Stretch took him over. With another boom, Travis was no longer in control. His face wore Stretch’s signature smirk. “Yeaaaahh. Check out this hunky fleshie.” Stretch moved over and smacked Stinky’s sexy butt. “Turn around so I can get a good look at ya.” Stinky smiled and turned.
He then pulled Stretch in and kissed him passionately. “Mmmmm, soooo sweaty and big. Just the way I like em.” Stinky said. Stretch pulled off Stinky’s tanktop and stuck his hands down Stinky’s shorts rubbing and pulling his dick while Stinky rubbed Stretch’s buff, hairy chest.
At that moment, Marcus walked back in carrying a large roast chicken and saw his two boys making out. “What the hell is going on here!!?” And then the chicken was lifted out of his hands as Fatso appeared. “What’s going on is that you’ve bought a snack” He said as he devoured the chicken whole. “And now to move on the main course. Heheheheh” Marcus started to scream and Fatso took that oppourtunity to dive his fat form into his gaping mouth. “MMMMFFFGMMMFF” Fatso bounced and jiggled as he tried to pump himself into Marcus’s body as Marcus could only groan and try to push him back. It was useless as Fatso sucked in his gut and slid down Marcus’s throat creating a large bulge as he went. Booming all through Marcus’s jiggling and bouncing body, it didn’t take long for Fatso to possess him and soon Marcus’s buff bod was all Fatso’s.
“Now come on guys, let me join in the fun.” And as Fatso took off his clothes, he started to make out with his fellow fleshies.
Meanwhile, Josh was coming downstairs having heard the commotion. He just now saw the incredible sight of his family, naked, jacking each other off and making out.
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.overstimulation - aaron.
hehehehehe hi, my lovely babies. that’s my favorite so far, in my mind the scenario is so dreamy and perfect... oh god *sigh*
thank you all for reading my scenarios and for the happy birthday messages! the 25th never felt so nice! i’m late, but i hope you had a merry, merry xmas! also, bc you requested, I wrote on my bday so it was chill and pleasant. xoxo
1.395 words. enjoy!
Jogging with Aaron wasn't the worst thing ever after a few months. Eloise could keep up and even leave her vampire a little behind sometimes. She ran around and admired the flowers rather than plucking them (another thing Aaron made her get used to because he kept nagging at her for plucking them too much every day) or tried to make some bunny friends on the way back home. Her boyfriend would probably eat them anyway but, hey, how about trying?
Sometimes after the jogging, they'd both stop by a small river that created a little pond. The water was clear, and the couple would search for some rocks on the corners closer to them, then put a blanket down and stargaze for a little. One day, however, Eloise fell over, and the mud on her arms was itchy. Aaron set down the thick blanket, pulling out an apple for her, and started to cut it. Eloise kept moving.
"My beloved?" He called, a confused frown on his face. "Your apple is ready. I even cut bunny ears on them."
"I'm taking a bath before." She said, reaching for her shoes and untying them.
"Oh. Ok." He shrugged. "They'll be waiting when you're finished. I'll be watching you, but please be careful."
Eloise took off her pants and crouched closer to the water, washing off the mud on her arm. "I'm not hurt anywhere." Aaron murmured something that sounded like a "that's good, love," but she didn't pay much attention. She proceeded to pull off her shirt and put it with the rest of her clothes close to Aaron, who watched her quietly. Eloise knew nudity wasn't such a big subject on his head, and she was thankful for that because these moments where she felt more and more tuned in with her body came along, maybe because of her powers.
Eloise took off her bra and her panties, looking at Aaron.
"You're beautiful, love." He murmured, looking at her with a small smile gracing his pretty face.
"Beauty lays in the eyes of whoever sees it." She said with a little drama, making him snort. She made her way to the lake, shivering when her foot touched the chilly water.
"I think you've been taking Raph's recommendations to court me more too seriously."
Her laughter echoed around in a pleasant tone. Step by step, Eloise soon had her legs inside of the water. Aaron watched intently as her skin came in contact with the clear yet dark water, her hipbones, then her bellybutton, the underboobs, a little bit of her hair. For about half an hour, she swam elegantly underwater, stopping to breathe and collect some of the rocks from the floor. The moon was high in the sky.
"Eloise, come eat your apple. It's getting cold." He said when she popped her head out. She pouted but started to walk in his direction. Again, Aaron seemed mesmerized by her perky nipples, the way the droplets fell over her skin, and her hair cascading down her shoulders.
"Sit down and eat." She sat down close to him, but he stood up, pulling his shirt off. "I think I might dip a little too. You convinced me."
"What if you get sick?" She retorted, throwing an apple bunny into her mouth. He giggled at her pettiness.
"Are you serious?" She pouted.
"I wanted to be a big wolf too." She mumbled as he kicked his pants off and jumped in the water without many ceremonies.
"You are a big dummy already." Eloise cackled at that, biting at the other pieces and the remains of the ears he cut off.
"We're both dumb." His chuckle made her eyes crinkle with happiness. She folded their clothes and laid down, looking at the stars.
A few minutes passed, and the apple was gone. Eloise flinched, but it turned into a giggle when Aaron registered on her sight.
"Stop scaring me!" She smiled, running a hand through his wet hair. He smiled fondly.
"You're so, so beautiful." He repeated, leaning down to kiss her jaw. "I don't usually try to do anything just because you're naked, but god, you're so- so," he stops saying anything at all, latching his fangs on her neck. His naked flesh against hers felt cold, but the bite spread a blazing heat through her body. Aaron groaned softly, nestling himself between her legs and pulling her in his direction.
"I love you," Eloise whispered, running a hand through his hair.
"I'm going to do it at once. Is this alright?" The kiss after his question tasted like Iron, but it was also sweet.
"I love you more."
There was always a sting in taking Aaron, but the pleasure took over. He knew exactly how to work his hips to have her head spinning yet as still as ever. Slowly but surely, he set a pace.
"Don't hold back." He pulled her bottom lip from her teeth, watching her moan his name and cry out, shooting her arms forward to yank his head to her and give him another kiss.
"Are you already close?" His giggle made Eloise try to hide her face. "You're gripping so good."
Eloise put both hands on her eyes, legs closing around his hips. He picked up the pace, moaning an octave higher a few times and throwing his head back.
"Hmmm, too much." She pushed him off, but her legs still held him in place.
"You have a safeword. Do you not remember it?" She nodded, and he slowed down to wait, but no other words besides moaning came out of her. He picked up the pace, looking for discomfort on her face. She was moaning shamelessly now, two hands grabbing her breasts with bruising strength and pinching herself. Letting his weight fall on his knees, he put the pile of clothes under her tailbone and rubbed her clit roughly. Eloise keened, legs now being supported by his shoulders. The snapping sound echoed around, followed by his moaning and the occasional growl.
"I can't- ugh." She said, arching her back as much as she could before her legs started to shake, yet Aaron didn't stop. He was so close to his end, and she liked the overstimulation.
She was sobbing already, shaking her legs around and pushing him off.
"Do you need to use your safeword?" She shook her head no, giving Aaron the cue to keep rubbing on her button and edge her for a few minutes. "Wait for me."
"I can't!" She sobbed, grinding her hips with his. "Please just-" he pulled his hand off, tasting her on the tips of his fingers. Eloise reached out and clawed on his chest, falling back right after because he was too big for her to reach. He hissed approvingly at the bruises on his skin, leaning down to be within reach and pushing his hips to grind on her clit instead. Her nails ran through his back, and her teeth bit his neck.
"Fuck, love!" The exclaimed growl reached her ears, but she didn't even know who was moaning for a while. Her walls throbbed, coaxing him into her deeper then pushing him off, but he forced his way in just how she liked it. Aaron's loud calls for her warned her of the warm spurts she felt not too long after, all over her skin. Her chest, face, maybe even hair, but she collected the most with her tongue, swallowing it as if in a trance. Aaron's knees were trembling around her torso, and his eyes were still hazy.
"Are you ok?" When she nodded, his eyes darted everywhere on her face, then he sheepishly apologized and took her back to the water, washing her hair and face, tending to her sore muscles, and kissing the purple blotches on her neck tenderly.
"They'll be gone tomorrow, I promise." He said, laying on her stomach, now watching the moon on top of the sky.
"It's ok. I like it. Just wish I lasted more."
Just as she gave a parting sigh, missing this moment already, something hot attached to her core, making her keen and shake her legs. Aaron looked at her from below, a "pop" sound making her suck in a breath as he let go of her abused clit.
"Let's keep going, then. We have all night."
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Scar stay
You swallowed nervously. “I-I’ll stay here.” You knew that Scar would want you to stay as far away from danger as possible, not to mention that you knew he could defend himself from an axe murderer if he needed to.
Scar nodded solemnly. “Stay Right Here. Don’t. Move. A Muscle.” With that warning, he teleported to the top of the stairs, obviously not wanting to risk a creak. Anxiously, you watched your boyfriend creep towards where the sound had come from, until he disappeared from view.
You fiddled with your hands, holding the flashlight like a club. Every few seconds, you would glance over your shoulder. It felt like there were eyes on you from every direction. It was probably your imagination, but hey, better safe than sorry.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash and the sound of shouting. You recognized Scar’s voice, but couldn’t hear who he was talking to. After a moment, it went silent, which made you more nervous than the noises.
You only had to wait a few seconds before Scar appeared in front of you, looking grumpy. To your shock, he was holding none other than Hound by the scruff of the neck like he was a puppy that had done something bad. In his hand, Hound was holding a scary mask. To his credit, Hound looked ashamed of himself, and he was slumped over, refusing to meet your eyes.
“IT SEEMS LIKE SOMEONE WAS PLANNING ON SCARING US,” Scar scolded his younger brother. “BUT WAS TOO BUSY PACING TO REALIZE THAT WE WERE HERE.”
You put your hands on your hips. “Hound!” you gasped dramatically. “How could you?”
“in my defense, it was gonna be hilarious,” Hound chuckled sheepishly. “i was lookin’ forward to finally gettin’ my bro back for tellin’ me so many scary stories as a kid, but…” He shrugged, as if to say “whoops.”
Scar rolled his eyes and let go of Hound. “GET OUT OF HERE, YOU FAILURE OF A PRANK PLANNER.” Despite his words, there was a playfulness in his voice, a subtle one, but definitely there.
“yes sir.” Hound saluted mockingly and walked out the front door.
As soon as he was gone, Scar sighed. “I’M SORRY ABOUT HIM.”
“Hey, don’t worry,” you said, grabbing his gloved hands. “It’s not your fault! Plus, it was kind of funny.”
Scar chuckled softly. “YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN HIS FACE WHEN KICKED THE DOOR DOWN WITH MY BLASTERS ALREADY SUMMONED!”
“Oh my god, you were ready to fry him!” you laughed loudly.
“HEHEHEHEH, I COULDN’T RISK YOU GETTING HURT!”
Fuck, that was sweet. “You’re too nice, ready to kill someone for me,” you batted your eyelashes.
“I HAVE AND I PROBABLY WILL AGAIN.”
“What?”
“NEVER MIND. WHEN I WENT UPSTAIRS, I SAW SOMETHING THAT I THINK YOU’LL LIKE.”
Before you could question him further, Scar grabbed your hand and tugged you to the stairs. Each one squeaked under your feet, but neither of you seemed to mind. When you got there, Scar led you into one of the bedrooms. Against the far wall, a glass door led to a small balcony, where there was a beautiful view of the sunset, painting the nearby Mount Ebbot a beautiful purple.
Scar led you across the warmly lit bedroom to the balcony, and gently pulled you outside into the cool fall air.
You giggled nervously as the wood creaked under you. “Are you sure this will hold us?”
“I’M POSITIVE,” he promised. “THERE’S NO WAY THIS IS GOING TO FALL.” He gave your hand a small squeeze as he looked out into the sunset.
Even though the view was beautiful, there was something even better looking next to you. You looked lovingly at Scar as he gazed at the distant mountain. There was something about the way his entire face seemed to soften, and his usually tense shoulders relaxed, that made him look...so much younger. His time Underground had aged him, but when he looked at the beauty of nature like this, it all seemed to melt away.
You smiled softly, before leaning your head against his shoulder. You couldn’t think of a better way to spend your night than with your boyfriend, enjoying the gorgeous sunset together.
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Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia Watch Episode 14 Return of the Trollhunter
Now we begin the second half of season 1 (It’s actually season 2 but we don’t talk about that)
“Holy moly!”
Toby survives that.
“What the heck was-?”
“Huh?” We now return to your daily schedule bizarre adventures.
“Hop on!”
“Adios, fire cat”
“Hey, maybe save the jokes for when we aren’t gonna die” Well it sounded cool in his head.
“I can’t believe you took that stupid rock to your science class!”
“First, it’s not a rock. It’s a volcanic slag”
“And how was i suppose to know there was a flaming monster hiding in it?”
“You bought a magic rock off a troll named “Marvin the Monster Dealer” What did you think would happen, Tobes?” What happened before this moment?
“Um, Master Jim, you said this was a luminaire”
“When that is obviously an infernal hellheeti” Getting away with saying hell.
“Should i punch it?”
“Can i punch it?”
“Yes!” “No!”
“I was going to add, make sure you do not feed the fire by attacking it!”
“Opps” Punching doesn’t solve everything.
Jim uses Water Breathing. Tanjiro would be proud.
“Uh, guys, the fire hydrant-”
“Close enough”
Just keep walking.
Why is the opening still the same, even though Bular is dead now?
“Morning mom”
“Hi”
“Made your favorite breakfast”
“Sorry, kiddo, in a rush”
Should i be glad that Miraculous Ladybug doesn’t have something like this? It would be painful to watch. Fortunately, everyone in Miraculous Ladybug is stupid.
“I mean, it’s been like a month” Wait it’s been a month since last episode? So what have they been doing in a month?
“I don’t know how to fix this unless i tell her the truth”
“But if i do, they’ll send me to the crazy house” Hey, you told Claire, and she didn’t send you to the crazy house. Well she was tempted to do that cause you weren’t making any sense, but she didn’t.
“They fixed your tooth” Why did it take this long for Steve’s tooth to get fixed? I doubt all of the first half happened in a single month.
“I heard he was run out of town by the mob”
“I heard he got a mail-order bride and moved to North Korea”
“As if. Where do you think Mr. Strickler went, Jimmy-Jam. After all, he was dating your mom”
“Why does everyone keep bringing this up?!”
“Guys, this is my brother, and NotEnrique’s driving me nuts”
“You know how many times i have to change him?”
“He knows how to use a toilet”
“He chooses the diaper” “Yeah? Well at least you didn’t have to shove your hand in stinking diapers, and have it still stink to this day” “Ugh. Why does it still still stink? Have you washed your hands?” “Yes! 100 times since i got home with my cold McDonald’s French Fries” “Well excuse me, prince” “It’s well excuse me, princess!” “Are you two gonna kiss right now?” “Shut up Toby!”
“You spend so much time with Lake, you’re practically swimming in him” That’s what she said.
“We’re just friends. End of story” Wait, did- Did Claire just Adrien Agrested Jim? Goddamn it Adrien! Your Just a Friending made it’s way to Arcadia and got Claire. I hope you’re happy.
“Okay, people, who can tell me what happened in the year 1989?”
“No, seriously, i don’t remember. It was a crazy year” Let’s see. What video games came out that year.
“Really, Palchuk? That’s it. I’m dating your mom” “No, no, wait!”
Okay hold on. Why does it take a month for Claire to see Trollmarket? Out-of-Universe reason i can understand. You want to do a one month skip, and we all want to Claire’s reaction to Trollmarket. Could you imagine Claire going to Trollmarket off-screen? We get a few mentions of it here and there, but we never see her full reaction. I can understand the out of universe reason. But what i don’t understand is the In-Universe reason. Like Jim told Claire the truth a month ago. There’s no reason to keep anything a secret with her. Like why? A month to progress all of this? Cause i think it would take Claire a week at most to take it all in. Slower than when J- Never mind.
“Now, you’re gonna want to start drawing a semi-circle”
“Oh! You have it. Okay, never mind” Easier than me drawing an actually circle.
“It’s... It’s lively. Shit that’s Aja’s thing!”
He pets.
“Jim told me you helped him face Draal”
“And slay Bular” Wait Jim explained the entire first half of the season to Claire? Where are the fucking fanfics?
“And that Vespa!”
“Best birthday ever. Except for the part where Jim gets chased by a Stalkling” “That is something i want to forget”
“You’ve read A Brief Recapitulation of Troll Lore?”
“Volumes 1 through 47 It took me a while to decipher the symbols”
“But once i got past the Fifth Declension, i started to get the hang of it” It’s embarrassing when your (Not yet, almost, but not really, not for another season) girlfriend knows more about Troll Lore than you.
“She read the book!”
“She read the book! Master Jim, i love my daughter in law!” “Wait what?”
“She’s a flower” Mood.
Always have a drink before you continue.
“I accepted a human Trollhunter’
“And allowed the pudgy one to stay for moral support” Toby is the moral support boyfriend. Claire is the moral support girlfriend. See? Two different roles.
“But this? A third?”
“It’s an infestation!” Hey they’re not rabbits where they multiple every 5 seconds. Then again, Jim and Claire- Never mind again.
*Talks in Troll*
“She speaks Troll”
“And Trollmarket is honored to have you as well”
“Oh, Blinkous! If only the amulet had chosen such a learned and delightful fleshbag”
“Hey!” Trollhunter Claire au.
“That was awesome, Claire”
“Vendel loves you and he hates everyone!” I said it once, and i’ll say it again: Vendel is the most relatable character in this series.
Where did this light came from?
“Hopefully, this will give the girl some closure”
“She does understand why we cannot allow the bridge to open?”
“Well, you said it yourself, we’d be fools to open the bridge and risk letting Gunmar out”
“Right, Jim?”
“Oh, of course”
“We’d be crazy to do that“ Yeah... A crazy fool, heheheheh...
“Hey buddy, it’s your sis”
”Don’t you start thinking i’ve forgotten about you”
“We’re gonna get you back. I promise”
“See you soon, little chicharron”
*Cries in Troll*
“I need to share a word with our Trollhunter” That’s what it’‘s like when dad wants to talk to you alone. Then again, i don’t have a dad so...
“Hey, Draal? It’s strange, but i feel like i’ve seen you before. Have we met?” “Uh...”
“No. You must’ve mistaken me for someone else”
“Hate to be there when we have to rebuild Jim, right?”
“What a mess”
“Well, i just grossed myself out” We’ll see about that in Wizards.
“You fight in an arena surrounded by the remains of dead Trollhunters?”
“That is...”
“The most heroic thing i’ve ever seen. If their ghosts talked, then it be like Mulan”
“Sometimes, the heart leads you down paths you should not cross”
“How did you-?”
“Figure it out?”
“Your devotion to this girl is as obvious as Marinette’s feelings for Adrien. WHICH IS STILL DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!”
“But you know the danger”
“If you went in alone, you’d be killed”
“Which is why we will answer every call”
“You said i have to answer every call. Now-“
“Wait, did you just say “We”?”
“Aaarrrgghh and i discussed it. We knew you were going in, with or without our approval”
“But... If Claire’s brother is important to you, then he’s important to us”
“For folly or for fraught”
“We are a team”
*Cries in Troll again*
“Is this normal?”
“Nothing’s normal around here”
“Get used to it, sister” Translation: “Welcome to your new life”
“But only a Trollhunter can wield Daylight”
“We are Trollhunters!”
“Oh, man! Now, i’m dead!”
“That stupid Soothscryer killed me in the Forge” He thought Bular would kill him. But nope, instead it’s the fucking Soothscryer.
“What do you mean, he’s in the Void?”
“The Void sounds like a very empty word. A bad word” I hear the Void is very welcoming.
“Yeah. And are these happy ghosts we’re talking about here”
“Or Mulan’s ghost family?”
“He is now under the spiritual guidance of”
“Master Trollhunters”
“Ghost guidance counselors?”
“So, it is like Mulan”
“Wow! So trolls and ghosts exist”
“What’s next? A Midsummer Night’s Dream?”
“Fairies?”
“Fairies? Preposterous!”
“Fairies lost the war to the pixies centuries ago” Hate to meet these pixies, right?
“But if we’re going in, they said the only way we’re getting out alive is if we kill Gunmar” Well that’s a bigger lie than any lie Lila can make.
“And with Strickler gone, maybe we have a chance”
Speak of the devil. Or changeling.
If i ever seem dead, be sure to throw rocks at me to be sure.
“Who has awakened me?”
This is me and my sister.
“You know my name”
“A shame i will never know yours”
Angor Rot had to deal with the goblins wrath.
“My ring”
“My flesh”
“Yield to me!”
“For i wear the One Ring”
“You have killed thousands”
“You are chaos incarnate”
“And you”
“are...
“mine”
“Hahahahaha!”
The second half of season 1 (Actually season 2) is off to a great start.
Shit, what do i say that has something to do with next episode? Uh... See you next episode?
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Tevinter Nights reading live-tweets reacts - Part 1?
I just got the book, and thought it would be fun to write down thoughts as I read, in a pseudo-reaction-video sort of way and post them on my blog. Anyone wanting to join me into laughing at myself, thoughts are below the line :)))
Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
Spoilers for Three Trees to Midnight and Down Among the Dead Men, also there’s a lot of swearing (Trespasser as well actually)
Enjoy!
Three Trees to Midnight
- VENTUS HAS FALLEN????
- Heheh.... Bas-taar--d - heheheheh
- I like this elf - STRIFE hello my new fave
- Something tells me the plan isn't gonna go as planned
- Oh noooooooooo tranquility elixir but fucking worse
- THIS IS SO SAD, FUCK.
- Oh nice gesture, but Myrion you're a fucking idiot
- Run bois
- WAIT ARE HALLA PEOPLE??
- These are all so fucking sad I feel sad for everyone
- Oh ok she's just a shapeshifter wow I am stupid
- Didn't know the Antaam can do shit on their own, I genuinely thought the Viddasala had orders from the Qun and they later washed their hands off her
- So does the Qun not object to the military doing their thing as long as it goes with the general principles of the Qun?? Aren't wars supposed to be a bit more planned out? Interesting
- Full draw for a gull? It will obliterate the poor bird - god the Qunari are weird
- Wow they're all pretentious fools and one day they'll trip over their own...wisdom
- Is Bull so different from the other Qunari because he spent time in the south I wonder
- The Qun contradicts itself so much I love it
- Fuck
- Myrion can you not be a little bitch for one second - I think he's gonna die
- Oh fuck of course they got caught
- Fifty years huh
- Yes Myrion fight for the pastries! :)))))
- OH FUCKKKKKK
- THE FUCK IS THAT
- It's like.....futuristic robot guardian killer dogs... But it's rocks and vines...and blades
- So far, the most common Tevinter phrase I've heard is "I'm not a magister"
- FINALLY cooperation - Myrion still not gon make it tho
- Heking knew that Bastaard will trip over his own...competence. Oh you'll see. I hope.
- “I’ll make a note to have my slaves apologize for doubting her” - hehehehehe cute - now I'm sorry he's gonna die
- The work together speech tho :)))))))
- PLOT TWIST, NICE
- My former assessment of the Qun was correct
- Is that why he didn't shoot the gull damnit
- Awwwwww Myrion LIVES
Down Among the Dead Men
- Ohh is this Nevarra are we in Nevarra (it'd be handy cuz I need to write Nevarra soon) - yeeeesssss
- Is Audric afraid of the dead
- I take it the corpses getting a bit friendly isn't part of the ritual
- I love Audric and I love Manfred too
- Do the Mortalitasi have templars?
- googles bailiwick
- “Should be nigh impossible this close to the Grand Necropolis” - is there a disruption in the Veil? Is the Veil wobbly?
- A rib?? Wait it wasn't a fresh corpse? That fight got intense
- Ivona sus
- They can't have killed any dragons the Inquisitor killed them all in the last game
- Both dead huh... Both very good at stabbing
- Forty years ago - Audric's fashion savagery rivals Vivienne's and Dorian's
- “I promise, guardsman: You will be perfectly safe by my side” - never trust promises made in literature, Audric
- Poor Audric - I catch myself thinking every few sentences :)))
- Myrna stop exploiting Audric's architectural nerdiness - curiosity will be his doom
- It would 100% work on me tho
- .... googles cathexis
- “Twice” QwQ
- The necropolis sounds dope
- Myrna is the picture of professionalism
- Once again poor Audric that boy has done nothing wrong in his life
- The skeletons in Nevarra have some temper, wow, they're so fussy
- Uncatalogued - please tell me we get to catalogue things in the next game
- Pride again why is it always pride
- I knew there was something with Audric but what is ittttt
- Myrna knows I am positive
- WAAAAAAATTTTT????? WAIT SINCE WHEN
- Ok at least he didn't die right then in the Necropolis somehow that would have made me a lot sadder
- Poor. Audric.
- Easier to think now that the body doesn't need to deal with puny things such as breathing :))))))))
- I think that about sleep
- "I am cataloguing all the ways I've been a fool" will now enter my everyday speech repertoire
- Can't believe they did actually killed each other in a petty duel
- It'll be fiiiiineeeee - good thing he's already dead
- Dawwwwwww Audric the un?dead librarian
- Can...can we have Audric as a companion in DA4? An interactable NPC? Can we give Audric a hug Bioware PLEAS-
That’s all for now :)))
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Hate of the past, Love for the future.
Guard: In the time that you were gone, us guards kept your vacant room clean...on instinct honestly...I suppose deep down, we were all hoping that you’d return to us one day.
Yeah, thanks...Again, sorry that I had to trick you all...
Guard: It’s fine...it was all worth it in the end.
*The guard smiles and turns to leave.
Guard: Welcome back, Lady Tsumiki.
Thank you very much...
Guard: Ah! L-Lady Saionji?
Huh?
...
*Mikan quickly turns around and is surprised to see Hiyoko waiting in the doorway.
Guard: Excuse me...
*The guard shuffles past her and leaves, as Hiyoko comes in.
...
Hiyoko...look, I said it earlier but...
I’m sorry.
H-Huh?
Don’t apologize to me...it wasn’t your fault...You were doing good things...
M-More than I could ever hope to do...
Don’t say that...
...
Do you know why I never really liked you Mikan?
The way you always trip over your words, stumble around, appear to be week...I always thought it was an act just to garner people’s attention, and that pissed me off honestly...!
But...I don’t know what to think anymore...The way you’ve been acting all cool these past few days...I don’t know...
Hehe...You think I’m...cool?
D-Don’t let it get to your head!
I’m only joking...
To be honest Hiyoko...I’m in no position to deny that accusation...It’s not like I trip everywhere on purpose but...
My biggest fear...my worst fear...is fading into obscurity. I don’t want people to hate me, but if hating me will cause people to pay attention to me I...
So...you can’t tell the difference between bullying and friendship, can you? Explains why you’re such a masochist.
But, I’m not like that anymore...From now on, I promise, I’ll try and be more...poised I guess.
I was only able to pull everything off thanks to Kaito and Tenko’s encouragement.
Yeah...so...
You must...really hate me, huh?
Huh!?
Shuichi told me that the plan from the beginning was to get a violent reaction from me...
I-I don’t understand...how does that mean I...hate you?
Don’t feign ignorance...You were using me as a puppet...
Who’s to say you were wrong to...?
Hiyoko, I don’t understand...what are you saying?
I’m sorry...
What for!?
For EVERYTHING!
I’ve...*hic* been nothing but...mean and horrible to you...! For the past 8 years...! I know you must have bad feelings...about me...but I want you to know I am SO sorry Mikan...*hic* *sniff* I am so sorry...and ashamed of wh-what I’ve said to you...! I don’t know if can ever make i-it up to you...! I...*sniff* I...!
WAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!
...Hiyoko are you...faking?
No, stupid! I...agha...*sniff*
Ugh!
*Hiyoko is almost knocked off balance as Mikan suddenly glomps her into a tight hug.
...Please...don’t cry...I could never...hate you...!
H-How? How can you forgive me!? After all th-that I’ve done!?
I was never mad at you...so...don’t say you’re sorry...You’ve got nothing to be sorry for...
*hic* *sniff*
*Mikan pats Hiyoko on the back as she lets it all out. After a few minutes, she wipes her eyes and calms down.
...O-Okay...I feel...better now...
Good. Let’s just put the past behind us. What happened happened...
Though I do have one more thing to apologize for...It’s...an apology long overdue...
What’s that?
...I’m...sorry I killed you...back on the island...
...
It’s ok...I probably deserved it...
Thank you...
So...are we friends now? I-Is that ok?
Hm...well, provided you keep your word and become more poised...I’m sure we can come to an arrangement.
Hehehe...
Oh! Shoot! I almost forgot!
What?
Sorry, but...I’m not the only one who wants to see you...
*Hiyoko goes to the door and opens it. Standing in the doorway is...
Oh...is it my turn?
Ibuki...
Ibuki’s got a...different kind of confession for you Mikan, so...
Thanks for all this...I’ll give you two some “privacy”...
*Hiyoko snickers as she slides past Ibuki.
Damn brat...she thinks she’s so funny, doesn’t she?
Well, there’s nothing wrong with that...that’s just how Hiyoko is...
Yeah...look, I’m gonna be honest here...I came here without planning what I was gonna say...
That’s fine...when we next got a moment alone, I was-
Wait a second...
What?
*Mikan suddenly notices Ibuki’s eyes are directed firmly at her shoulder where Mikihiko shot her.
I’ve only just now remembered...when you came back yesterday, you looked like you were wincing in pain...particularly when anyone touched your shoulder...And your sleeve was ripped...
What...happened back at the castle?
Huh? O-Oh, it isn’t anything major. I’ll be fine in a few days.
It doesn’t sound like nothing major...What...
What did they do to you?
I-Ibuki, listen, I promise, it’s nothing I couldn’t handle...
...Take off your shirt.
Huh? Y-You mean you want me to take my clothes off...!?
Um...I-I suppose I can do that if you want to-
Get your mind out of the gutter! If you can’t tell me, then at least show me!
...Please...
...
Alright, I’ll show you. But you have to promise not to freak out, okay? It’s all over and done with...
*Mikan carefully pulls down her shirt enough to show Ibuki the wound from the crossbow arrow.
...
*Ibuki looks at the wound and suddenly starts breathing heavily.
Th-The day I got back...I patched it up myself...
L-Look, I know that you’re mad but-
...
I-Ibuki!?
I’m sorry...I’m sorry I wasn’t there to help...
Ibuki you...Y-You’re really crying...?
I know there’s literally no way I could have been there with how the plan worked and all, but still...I had no idea they would’ve done something like that to you. That they COULD’VE done something like that to you...I-
*Ibuki cuts himself off for fear of his voice wavering. He took a deep breath and continues.
I swear...I’m gonna go get those bastards back...As soon as we crown Sonia, I’m gonna thrust them all into hell...!
Ibuki...if anything I’m the one who should be apologizing...I never meant to make you cry...
And I don’t plan on dying on you...Like I said, I can patch up my own wounds...And, I’m not afraid of any of them...
*Mikan slowly removes the bandage on her arm.
Besides...there’s nothing they could do to me that hasn’t happened to me already...
...
*Ibuki reaches down and takes Mikan’s hand, closely looking at the scars on her arm.
I...I did all this to myself...Since I was a kid, I always treated my own wounds and scars and...
What are you doing!?
YAAH!!?
*Mikan and Ibuki jump back from each other, both shocked as upon instinct, Ibuki began kissing Mikan’s cuts.
W-Wait, this is-!? I-I didn’t! Sorry, I didn’t mean-I-I-I-!! I-It’s just-! You- a-and I! And-
Aw forget it! Stupid Ibuki! STUPID!
Hehehehehe...
Wh-What’s funny!?
Oh...nothing...
*Mikan draws closer to her...
It’s just funny...We...we haven’t exactly been totally honest about our feelings towards each other...have we?
...Maybe you’re right...
I guess I was just afraid of hurting you...
You’d never hurt me...In fact...I guess I’m the one who has to take the initiative...
Initiative? What do you mean?
Oh, come on now...You already know.
*Mikan takes Ibuki’s hand.
...I love you Ibuki...
...
*sigh*...Finally...
*With this reply, Ibuki and Mikan draw even closer, and their lips meet.
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TW Prologue: So enters The Wizard: part 2
(I'm gonna change up how i write dialogue to test stuff out, of you prefer this style please let me know) pt1, pt3
Mirror of Darkness: Your soul's shape is...Ramshackle!
Despite no echo being made, all throughout the room the word reverberated in everyone's minds. How could that be it's just an abandoned dorm?! For what felt like hours suddenly the silence was filled with a loud,
Everyone: Eeeeh?!
As each dorm head and student each shouted out in confusion, even Zoroaster, the boy in question looked at the mirror in shock, his golden eyes widening as his smirk became waver, beginning to crack into one confusion.
Grim: Ffnah?! Wait were getting a new member?!
Grim's sapphire eyes widened in confusion as he looked to You, now without their carpet of hair covering their face, Yuu looked just as dumbfounded as Grim, all they could really do was shrug.
Riddle: H-Headmaster, can they really enter Ramshackle, it was abandoned for some time after all.
Crowley: Mr.Rosehearts, I am just as confused as you are.
Leona: geez, this is too troublesome, I should've just went to sleep.
Kalim: ooh! Jamil, were getting another dorm isn't that exciting! Haha
Jamil: Hmmm, I agree Kalim, it is certainly interesting to say the least.
And all the while, despite all the murmurs and talking in the background, Zoroaster, the boy that spawned this uproar walked back to the mirror and now spoke plainly.
Zoroaster: uhh, you sure about that mirror? I ain't ever heard anything about a dorm named ramshackle ever, we need to clean your glass or something?
His chuckle died on his tongue from the expression of the mirror, it's stone cold face still glowering down on the boy as if nothing was amiss, or was a laughing matter.
Mirror: If you would prefer I look once more I shall, but your soul still reads ramshackle
Zoroaster: wait wha-
The boy was cut off by Crowley's outstretched hand. Resting in front of the boy's mouth as he rushed over to the mirror. While in the background whispers and murmurs slithered even more.
Crowley: Wait, wait, oh great Mirror of Darkness, there must be a mistake, Ramshackle is not a dorm I dont under-
Mirror: Headmaster Crowley, have I stuttered?
Crowley: well no, but why, please at least explain why no other dorm is suitable.
The mirror cutting him off gave the headmaster pause, but still he pleased the mirror for answers.
Mirror: Ramshackle is the shape of his soul headmaster. The reason why is because no other dorm fits his soul. The trait I saw within him was innovation. Now that is all. Please whoever is next come forward and give me your name.
Zoroaster seeing as he wasn't going to get anything more, went over to where Yuu and Grim stood and introduced himself to his new dorm mates. He strolled over to them and gave a playful bow
Zoroaster: Thanks for havin' me here, if ya want you can call me Zoro, no need to say all of it, oh and why's there a flaming racoon here?
Grim: Grrr, i am not a raccoon! Hmph, I am the great grim, and you are my new minion! Heheh
The monster laughed as he grinned from ear to ear imagining all the new stuff he could do with a new minion around. Zoroaster on the other hand looked to yuu who gave him a smile and shrugged, welcoming him in while the ceremony continued.
Up next there was the green skinned boy from earlier, as he walked over to the mirror, you could've sworn his brown eyes were staring at Grim with stars in his eyes. And thankfully when they stopped at the mirror, it broke him out of his trance.
Mirror: Give me your name
Jolting out of his trance, the boy whirled his head to answer the question, his hood flapping with every movement before he stopped on the mirror once more.
???: Oh-oh! Right, I'm Theodore, Theodore Elphaba!
He spoke brightly with a highish voice as he bounced and wobbled on his heeled slippers, while his hands clasped behind his back.
Mirror: Your soul reads, Ramshackle
Theodore: gaaaasp! Yay! I got in the kitty dorm!
Theodore cheered happily as he raced across to Grim, despite the monster's protests he still found himself glomped in a massive hug from Theodore as ge began to pet the monster while in the background Zoroaster trued and failed to hold in his laughter
Grim: hey! Let go im not a cat! I-i'm prrr the great grim!
Zoroaster: awww, nice to meet ya Theodore, seems like you met the great and adorable grim already he teased to the monster. Who hissed between his purrs.
And next up, the Lion from before shuddered up to the mirror, his long mane of dreadlocks bouncing with each step as he shimmied forward. Gulping, while gripping his tail he stuttered while his orange ears dipped down
???:I-i-i am R-Regis Anakh, t-thank you
All through his stuttering introduction, the Lion listened for the mirror to give his statement as his eyes were bound shut, as he muttered in a scared whisper
Regis: please don't pur me in the dark gremlins dorm, please no scary dorm, please-please-please
Mirror: Ramshackle
Regis: That's even worse, oh no oh no, um uh, your great and knowledgeableness, d-do I have to be in this dorm? I mean I would be fine being in his-no I mean uh
Zoroaster walked up to Regis with a smirk on his face, but he did feel a bit sorry for the guy, so he placed a hand on his shoulder abd tried to calm him down
Zoroaster: Heheheh, don't worry man, you're gonna be fine, no worries, ain't...nobody...gonna hurt you.
His word's tapered off as Regis scurried away from him in a rush
Zoroaster: man stop being an actual scary cat it's gonna be fine, no ones gonna hurt you I promise
Regis nodded fiercely but made no intention to move whatsoever. In the end Zoroaster shrugged and walked back to his spot there wasn't much he could do.
As the ceremony reached its end, and the uproars continued, you could see the look on Crowley's face. It seemed as if he saw a ghost as in a clean sweep, each and every member of the late arrivals all had been inducted into ramshackle. Dorothy and the tin man, Simon both went in there as well to his shock.
Crowley: a-ahem! I thank you all for joining us today for our late arrivals, as well as the apparent reopening of Ramshackle into an official dorm. It is truly another day of miracles I must say.
The headmaster gave a smile to the students around him as he paced in place, and continued his speech.
Crowley: but with a new dorm, there must be a dorm leader. And for I am so gracious, I will allow one dorm head battle. For whoever wants to be dorm leader, please step forward now!
And out of the seven dorm members, two students stepped out. Though one had to tear himself away from Theodore's iron grip. In the middle of the room, the two students who chose to be dorm leader, was Zoroaster and Grim.
Crowley: i see, very well, Students please follow me onto the field, if you would prefer.
Leona: feh, what do I care about a few herbivores fighting, Ruggie let's go, this was a waste of time
Ruggie: Shishishi, alright Leona bye bye!~
Waved the hyena as Savanaclaw made their exit. For the rest of the dorm leaders, vice and otherwise, for their own reasons they stuck around. Whether it's simple interest, such as with riddle, entertainment(Kalim) or if its for more unsavory means, as with Azul, they each waited for Crowley to give his mark. On one side of the Ceremony room, Zoroaster smirked a wicked grin, bouncing on his feet as he shook his right arm, as soon an item tumbled from its dark abyss to reveal a black hooked handle. Zoroaster's eyes closed for a moment as he twirled the hook, feeling a familiar groove he snapped his eyes open as a metallic click sounded from the hook, as a long shaft rocketed from the collapsed cane.
Now instead of gold, his eyes have turned an emerald color as with one last twirl, he launched the cane to his left hand and snapped the cane to his side like a showman on set getting ready to perform. Green eyes met sapphire as Zoro smiled at the monster before him.
Zoroaster: So grim, how 'bout we put on a good show, i think the audience deserves a good one after all this
Grim: heheh! Yeah I'll show the great magician grim in action! They'll be like "ooh, look how cool Grim is!" Or "wow! I wonder when I could get that good"
Zoroaster: Heheheheh, a magician vs a wizard, wonder who'll win? Though I will say, my money's on the wiz.
Crowley: The rules are simple, when this mirror leaves my hand, please only use magic attacks only, good luck you two.
Theodore: GET HIM GRIM!
Yuu: Heheh, good luck you two
Regis: please don't hurt me but, y-yes, best of luck
A ear bursting shatter fills the room, it's trickle being closely followed by the roar of flames and a low mutter. Rapidly as an ocean of blue flames stampeded towards Zoro, he made no movement so move, no action to defend, all he did was mutter.
Zoroaster: Walk down a road of yellow bricks and come to see the wizard, of the Emerald city
After the flames enveloped the tall boy, in mere moments a fierce howl echoed all around. As from where the flamed had hit, a thick emerald mist billowed out. Surrounding everyone on its haze as from behind Grim a figure made of that mist drifted out, and with a swing of a cane, Grim was launched back by a emerald bolt of lightning.
Grim: Arrrgh, what the-why didn't you get roasted?!
Grim demanded annoyed, but without answering his question, Zoroaster snapped his fingers, as the very ground beneath them cracked and heaved up, thinning into a long winding road of amethyst stone that Zoro hopped on, sliding on the thin pavement as he rocketed towards grim
Azul: oooh, that's quite the impressive unique magic, very powerful indeed.~
Azul cooed, eyeing the display before him, but in the background, you see Regis cowering once more in the corner, trying to stay very far away from this fight. Meanwhile Theodore was calling grim to shoot a left, and right at the monster. Rooting for him with all his might.
All the while Grim on all his paws charged forward to meet the incoming boy head on, but as he went to launch fire onto the boy, he suddenly found himself shrink more and more, and for those outside, in a poof, they found grim transformed into a small lizard, landing square in the wizard's hand.
Zoroaster: if ya wanted to meet the wizard ya came to the right place, would ya rather be a lizard or frog
At those words, seconds after the words left Zoro's lips Grim turnt from a lizard to a black frog. Eyes bugging out frog grim leaped out of Zoroaster's hand and yelled angrily at him
Grim: nyaah! No-i wanna be normal now
Zoroaster: Pffft if that's your request I'll grant it, don't worry
Snapping his fingers, Grim in a second turned back to normal as the ground returned to normal as the wizard tried and failed to hold his laughter in
Zoroaster: Heheheheh, sorry about comin' off like that, guess I'm feelin' playful today
Grim: phew, hey, don't do that again?! What kinda magic is that?!
The monster demanded as the flames in his ears blazed from agitation while Zoro leant on his cane
Zoroaster: it's my unique magic, emerald city whatever's in this ring, whatever pops into my head i can do. Zero gravity? Got it, want a soldier of stone i got that. Guess ya could call it magic incarnate i guess.
To further emphasize that, he floated on the air and soon a soldier of purple stone was erected in moments. And in the back, you could see Azul's smile widening as he flicked up his glasses, chuckling lowly as he listened to what this magic was. Now he was sure he had to have it.
Trey: my, that seems like a complete opposite to your own unique magic Riddle.
Riddle: yes, that seems to be the case, Trey
Grim: well i don't care how strong that is, ill still show yiu who's boss minion!
Zoroaster: Wonderful, let's keep goin' then!
The Wizard smirked wildly as he and the soldier charged forward, to respond Grim decided to run while sending out pot shots of flames, immediately, the soldier's rocky frame bounded together and took the flames head on, as Zoroaster hopped on its back, launching him to the cat, skidding to meet him, as in a second, water and fire magic collided into steam, surrounding the two in a blanket if thick fog, but despite this, the wizard still smirking, snapped his hand one last time, as now, a hiss was heard.
As soon, unbeknownst to Grim, from the steam the two had just made, two snakes formed and wrapped the monster up, binding him as the snaked coiled around him.
Crowley: Seeing as Grim can no longer continue the fight, Zoroaster Ozma wins, please release grim Mr.ozma.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, Zoroaster gave one last snap as the fog receded, and any and all damage from it disappeared like smoke. Now unfurling grim groaned as he saw Zoro crouch to pick him up.
Zoro: We put on a great show I gotta say, how ya feelin' Grim?
He asked outstretching his hand, which soon met a paw
Grim: mmm, in fine, heh, i guess i can let you become dorm leader minion
Snickering with the monster Zoro shrugged it off
Zoroaster: ya ain't allow nothin' but alright
Crowley: Mr Ozma, congratulations on being dorm leader of Ramshackle, perfect, could you be so gracious and guide the dorm to their home.
Yuu: Sure why not, everyone follow me haha
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hi angel 🤍 thank you for including me in your year end post, i just wanna say how thankful i am to have you as one of my close friends, the only people i'm genuinely comfortable with on here. we haven't known each other for long but you mean a lot to me rory, your acc popping up on my notifications also gets me really excited bc i know whatever you say, it'll bring a smile to my face. i love you, thank you for making this year much more enjoyable and memorable for me.
ps i finished the fic that i promised you!! i'm sorry it took so long, consider it a new year's gift instead of a christmas one. it'll be up pretty soon after i finish proofreading <3
i didn’t see this ask on time but right now it’s 2021 so i’ll take this opportunity to tell you that one of my new years resolutions is to make so so many new memories with you 🤍 i love you more than i can express and i’ve been told i’m pretty good with words so imagine the amount of affection my heart holds for you (spoiler it’s too much)
and i’ve already told you that i’m in love with what you wrote for me, it’s one of the best gifs i’ve received recently and stay sure that i will repay you very soon (hehehehehe)
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Now or Later
anonymous: Jason x reader they've been dating for a while and she's become rlly good friends with Roy who she met via Jason and one day Bart comes from the future and he sees Jason's gf and he's like hey mrs Harper! And Roy Jason and gf all are like wtf does that mean and then Bart is like oh shit after he realised that he's entered the past but of a different time line. He said Mrs Harper bc in his future, Jason didn't come back to life, she met dated and married Roy. Gimme jeason drama jay! Heheheheh
Fandom: DC / Young Justice TV show
Pairing: Jason x Reader X Roy Harper
Notes: Happy Halloween! I love how none of my stories are ever on trend with the season.
All Masterlists @melyalizarchive
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“Good luck kid,” she said as Bart grabbed the power core he needed for his time machine. Her gray and white hair pulled back in a braid half her head shaved showing off her scars proudly. Once beautiful now hardened by the turn on the world. “Go save our world, save my husband,” she said before pulling out her crossbow shooting at the minions who had them almost cornered. Trying to make his an escape root.
“I will,” Bart said nodding before dashing off. Leaving her to fend for herself. He knew she could. He prayed he was right as he ran.
Or maybe she wouldn’t have to if he succeed.
Crash the mode.
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You laughed tossing your hair back as you pulled out your crossbow. A million other weapons strapped to your back but there was something about the sound of a bow that just was so comforting.
“Don’t worry Hot stuff, you covered hot stuff” you said letting another round of arrows loose on the crowd. You had been flirting with your boyfriend Jason and his outlaws this whole mission.
Ok more like flirting with Starfire the whole mission.
“Watch out your girl is going to leave you for Star” Roy laughed as the red head in question ducked letting her adversaries fall from the arrows.
“Many would, given the choice,” you added jumping down high fiving Roy.
“I don’t see why you must leave anyone to be with me” Starfire said knocking out another goon with such grace she made it look like a dance.
“See Jason I don’t have to leave you.”
“Ok haha so funny.” your boyfriend said coming up behind you shooting a goon who was running at you with a huge ax. Who even were these guys? Like, ok Paul Bunyan, who uses an ax anymore?
“I don’t see how you can’t appreciate how hot this is” Roy added summoning the jet as the four of you come together ready to be picked up.
Turning you laughed leaning forward as Jason pulling you into a deep kiss -there may have even been some tongue, “I don’t really share well” he mumbled and Roy made gagging noises next to you.
“Gross. Just get a room you too”
“Aw Roy don’t be jealous, I promise I’ll give you Jason back soon,” you said pulling at Jason’s belt winking up at your boyfriend as the Jet floated overhead dropping down a rope for you. “But, not tonight, tonight I was promised a much overdue date night.”
Date night was amazing, as was the morning after, and the morning after that.
In fact date night turned into date week and probably would have been longer if a certain redhead hadn’t barged in.
“Jesus you two! It’s 3pm. Where are your clothes!?!”
“That’s what you get for barging in Roy!”
“Well, I wasn’t expecting you too to STILL be in bed.”
“It’s a bedroom what else would we be doing in here?”
“Ok, ok, but still…”
“What brings you to our love nest, Roy?”
Roy laughed at your comment, eyes still on the ceiling, “Dick apparently needs us at Young Justice Hall or whatever they are calling it these days”
“Ok”
Roy stood there glancing down at you “Ooookkkk” you said again waiving your arms to shoo him out.
“Alright, alright I’m leaving!”
After he left Jason leaned toward you kissing you on your shoulder, “I love you” he whispered, “Not sure if I mentioned it,” he added tracing a few of your scars that ran across your shoulder, “but you are perfect”
“You may have… just a few times” you whispered kissing him on the lips
He chuckled as you deepen your kiss, his hands wandering across your body
You pulled away “Don’t start or we will never leave...”
Letting out a moan Jason flipping you over so you were straddling him. His arms wrapping around your waist. Kissing your hips, stomach, chest, as you looked down at him trying to muster the will to fight him.
“Ohhh make Dickkie bird wait” he told you between kisses making his way to your lips.
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“How’s your little one doing?” Dick asked Roy as the archer waited for the rest of his team,
“She’s good, oddly good. You would think with her mom she would be a little more of a… handful.”
Bart was only half listening as he waited with Jamie and Tim for the Outlaws to show up. He knew Roy a little in passing but had never met the rest of the team, but he had heard stories. Apparently, they were deadly accurate and still hadn’t come across a mission they couldn’t complete. Perfically in sync. Something they Young Justice needed at the moment.
You walked confidently into the base. Don’t show any weakness. While you didn’t like new things you also knew this was a good change. Much like your team’s name suggested sometimes you guys didn’t always do things… above the books.
As you walked into the base a red-haired boy, you assumed was the speeder from the future, looked up. When he saw you his eyes light up. “Y/N Harper!” Impulse said dashing toward you giving you a hug.
“Fucking what?” Bart pulled away to see Jason standing behind your mouth open,
“Oh… uhhh… Roy said his daughter so… I thought you guys were already married. Who are you?” The last comment was at a very annoyed Jason.
“What is he talking about?” Roy asked coming up next to you. You glanced from Bart to Roy who looked like he had gotten punched in the gut. That was nothing to the look Jason was giving you. His face was white as you knew he was coming to the same conclusion you were.
“I… uhhh, got to go” Bart mumbled dashing off
“Please tell me that isn’t the kid who is from the future,” Jason said his hand taking yours holding it just a little tighter than normal. You winced as you looked from Jason to Roy. The awkwardness thick in the air. Part of you (ok all of you) wished you could dash out like Bart.
Dick sighed rubbing his temples “Yeah, shit you must be that woman he was talking about.”
“What woman?”
It turned out that in the future you took Bart under your wing teaching him. Bart hadn’t said much other than your husband, Roy had died trying to save your kids, a few years before Bart had come to the future.
Also apparently you were a pretty badass.
Halfway through the story that Dick and Jamie pieced together, Jason had left. Next to you Roy hadn’t stopped moving obviously totally conflicted. Maybe as much as you were.
Years Eariler
Jason had called you in for backup. The two of you didn't know each other long. Meeting while both going after the same ring of gangsters you both had decided to work together instead of copeet. And after that you both kept running into each other. Whether intentional or not you would never admit.
But this was the first time he had officially asked for your help.
“I need your… spark.” he had told you as you both lay in his bed. You laughed rolling out from under the sheets grabbing your shirt that had been thrown across the room the night before.
“Anything for you hot stuff.”
So you had been sneaking around the large warehouse setting up your beautiful explosion when you noticed the archer, Arsenal, in a bit of trouble. His back against the wall while trying to take down 7 or 8 guys. Not that he wasn’t doing a good job, but Jason had asked for your help so why not?
Three went down as you shot your crossbow Arsenal taking out two by bashing their heads together as you jumped down knocking out another. One more ran toward you only to shot down, one in the leg one in the arm.
“So you’re Y/N”
“How did you know?” You asked turning to the red-haired archer.
“Ohhh just a hunch” Roy laughed pulling out on arrow shooting a gunman who was behind you. You glanced over your shoulder before turning back to you pulling out your explosive trigger.
“Ready to blow this popsicle stand?” you asked “I loaded up this building with so much CC there will be nothing left but dust.”
“Please tell me you added some fireworks in.”
You laughed “obviously, what other way could you celebrate New Years?”
“Of course you are Jason’s.”
“What?”
“Nothing.”
Present
“Hey” Roy said taking a seat next to you.
“Hey” you mumbled looking up at him
“What are you thinking about?”
“The first time we met”
Roy smiled running his hand through his messy red hair before putting his hat back on, “Awww the day you met your future husband.”
“Not funny,” you said rolling your eyes, “Why are you taking this so lightly?”
“I mean I’m the one who lucks out in this scenario.” Roy chuckled “I mean even my death sounds pretty epic,” However, his smile faded when noticed you weren’t finding the same humor in this situation. “But in all seriousness, it doesn’t mean much. If Bart is right and Jason was dead in his timeline things… are different now.”
You both lapsed into silence.
“Hey Roy, that time we met and you said you knew I was Jason’s because of a hunch, what did you mean?”
Roy sighed looking down at his boots as he tapped his heels, “Only Jason could find the perfect woman.” he said looking up at you.
“Roy,” you whispered feeling your heartbreak, all those memories of Roy. those glances you had always thought were just your imagination. All those lingering touches, hugs that were just a big tighter. Those smiles and jokes. You had banished those thoughts as you just being a silly girl.
“Look,” Roy said turning to you, “Maybe I have feelings for you but I also love you as a friend too. And Jason, I love Jason like a brother. And I’m not the type to break a great thing. And Jason and you are a great thing.”
“But in another world, we were a great thing.” you whispered doubts creeping in. Maybe you were meant to be with Roy. Maybe you had made a mistake with Jason and it was the faits way of correcting itself. It wasn’t like you hadn’t made mistakes before in your life. Many mistakes. Some had scars to prove it, both inside and out.
Maybe you chose the wrong one.
“Hey that’s not fair, I’m trying to be the bigger person here,” Roy said
“What am I supposed to do?” you said looking at him. Roy shrugged,
“Are you asking me? The king of bad decisions?”
You couldn’t help but crack a smile, you both had that in common. Something the two of you had always joked about. You and Roy would just be in so much trouble if Jason wasn’t always bailing your asses out.
Jason.
Standing up you shoved your hands in your pockets. “I have to go,” you mumbled walking away leaving your future husband (in some timeline) behind you.
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“Y/N, I’m not letting you go”
You looked up from the bag you were packing, off to find answers. I mean this is the world where Gods existed and boys from the future came to save us all from blue aliens who were trying to destroy our planet. It wasn’t out of the realm of possibilities you could find the answers to the questions you were looking for. Maybe on some himalayan mountain or some sandy beach. (You hoped it was the latter)
“Jason, what if this is the universe telling us we aren’t supposed to be together? I mean I don’t want to wreck the timeline.”
“The universe also said I was supposed to be dead and look at me, do I seem dead.”
“I just…”
“Do you have doubts… about us?”
You winced, it would be a lie. But it wasn’t really Roy that gave you those doubts. It was yourself. You had always been a lowner. Someone who relied on themselves. And now here you were, being told your good friend was your husband and your boyfriend was… well not.
What about your children? Bart had said you had kids. If you didn’t end up with Roy would that mean they would never exist? And Roy was, Roy. Your good friend, someone you would trust with your life. Something you had never thought you could do again. Trust.
But Jason, he had been first. He was… Jason. The man who had pulled you from a very dark path and took you on the adventure of your life. You loved him so deeply sometimes it hurt. And you couldn’t lie, scared you.
What if you weren’t supposed to be with any of them? What if this was life’s way of finally catching up. Pulling away from the good… no amazing thing you had.
Your fingers danced over the scars on your arm. The scars that reminded you that you didn’t deserve either of them. Didn’t deserve that happiness you had felt.
Your head hurt.
“I don’t know Jason.” he pulled away from you as he if you stabbed him, a hot crowbar at the heart. “No Jason. I just. I love you, you said grabbing his hand. I love you so much it’s just. What if I was meant to be with Roy? I mean, what if we aren’t meant to last. I just…”
“You love me or you don’t,” Jason said eyes hard.
You winced, your whole life had been running from people, believing they would always leave you. And there was a certainty that something would work out, but it wasn’t with the man in front of you.
Maybe safety was with the other. Or Maybe rocking the boat would tip it.
What were you supposed to do?
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Giving Thanks!
Hello and Happy Thanksgiving!
As someone who only really started to write fanfiction in January this year, I’m constantly blown away by the support and kindness that so many of you have shown me!
If you’ve ever written a comment or left a kudos - thank you so much. Writing is my major reprieve from my hectic job and less-than-stellar health, and seeing it make a positive impact in other people’s lives is beyond gratifying and encouraging.
I’d also like to specifically thank a few people as well.
Thanks to @supremequeenofthenerds who always brightens my day with hilarious memes and gifs and videos that prove that our senses of humor are in lock step. Your comments early on in my writing (Bound to the Light, way back when in ye olde January ‘18) encouraged me more than I think you were aware, so thank you ( I might not have finished that fic, and then gone on to write 60+ Damerey fics, wiithout your encouragement).
Thanks to @aimmyarrowshigh, the Number One Member of the Poe Dameron Defense Squad. Your wisdom and wild writing skills (seriously, it’s bonkers, how well you write) are an inspiration to all of us in the Damerey fandom. I hope you are having a restful time during your break from social media <3
Thanks to @lunarischrysalis, whose comments are always incredible. I love that you are not only a talented writer, but you also take the time to write such thoughtful and lengthy comments on Damerey fics, including my own. I always squeak a little when I see your name in my inbox because I know it means the World’s Greatest Commenter (it’s a word) has struck again!
Thanks to @thiscompletemess, who endlessly listens to my ramblings! I’ve loved getting to talk to you recently, and I’m glad to have a kindred spirit who loves to rant and rave about the joy of Damerey as much as I do! Thank you for bein’ a friend, friend, and I hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving!
Thanks to @strongtvwomen, my fellow Hufflepuff and supporter of powerful, lovable women. Thank you for all of your support and kindness, and I wish you all the best! You are an impressively kind person, which is such a rarity, and the world is a better place with you in it! (Ps, I’m going to go see our favorite Hufflepuff, sweet Newt-Boy tomorrow! At last!)
Thanks to @sunburnracing, who has produced SUCH DELIGHTFUL photosets, and who even took the time to put together beautiful images for my vampire!Au and other AUs in the damerey and rebelcaptain fandoms. You are a gift to us all, my dear, and I wish you nothing but the best (and I promise, I’ll update that vampire fic soon....)
Thanks to @damereylove, who made me such beautiful images for so many of my fics! You are so sweet, and I love chatting with you! Thank you from the bottom of my heart for being so supportive and wonderful and a big ol’ lover of Damerey ;) (and I’ll try to get that... ahem...chapter of Senator and the Jedi up ASAP heheheheh)
Thanks to @melanoradrood, who made a kickass Damerey fan tumblr, and who started DamereyWeek! I love that you love Damerey on top of your passionate pursuit of that rebelcaptain goodness, and I hope you’re having a good Nanowrimo!!
And, finally (but is it truly “finally” when I wish I could spend time giving thanks to so many more of you, anyone and everyone who’s ever sent me a message or sent some support, or given your time and love), thanks to @therebeccaw. You have been an absolute rock of compassion, humor, and support pretty much since day one. I’m so glad that you are willing to put up with my shrieking regarding Romance, Hallmark Movies, Damerey, Austen, Fluff, Classic Tropes, Classic Movies and pretty much everything. You are an incredible friend and a very lovely person (and I hope you know that I’m currently crying over a Hallmark Movie as I write this).
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