#and that sparring will eventually lead to other fun things

[taydaq]

When I get AO3 back up... it will be a bunch of Kane/RVD. SORRY.

❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

#wwe ships #my art #wips #teasers #kane/rvd #kane x rob van dam #ship art #my headcanon is that kane loves how flexible rob is #and will fold him any chance he gets #and rob will always welcome being man handled #🥴🥴🥴🥴 #like 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 #blood #tw: blood #and that sparring will eventually lead to other fun things #also... hair pulling #yes please

[cranity]

tell us about Santos :3c...

My tav Santos!! He's a fighting x rogue class tiefling who's a bit worn out in life, but doesn't stop him from being the rock of the party. He's 143 years old and a seasoned weapons maker, tho it's been a few years since he's kept up with the craft. He dabbled a bit as a mercenary in his 90's, but ultimately ended up as a bartender in Baldur's Gate yearning to go back to guildwork. [Which is when he got abducted, after a shift]

Personality wise he's not the loudest nor quietest of the group (choosing to be the listener a bit more than be the talker). He can seem quite serious, but is relatively easy-going and is known to give some of his own snark back when need be. He's a realist with a good heart, but won't hesitate to lie himself (and party) out of situations and attempt questionable persuasive maneuvers to at least avoid some unnecessary bloodshed. (Tho sometimes he goes a little too far with the snappy remarks at enemies that leads to greater bloodshed)

He has a well of unwavering patience for his party members in the emotional sense, but gets incredibly exasperated by their antics and rivalry (looks at Shadowheart & Lae'zel, Gale & Astarion). He doesn't know what he's gonna do after they defeat the Absolute, but for now he'll just try and make sure that everyone in his party makes it out of this in one piece.

[Santos' tent, he collects enchanted weapons and borrows Lae'zel's grinder often]

Character Relationships:

He gets along very well with Jaheira since they have a very similar sense of humor, their friendly jabs turn into some very confusing flirting for the rest of the party. Likes to poke fun at Gale, who has a bit of a crush on him. Santos has some propensity for magic and spellcasting, but it's unrefined and he never bothered to do much with it, tho he does like to ask Gale to teach him a thing or two when they have the downtime and he has access to a wizard with knowledge that loves to talk. He rebuffed Astarion's advances quite quickly, especially since he realized why he was doing it, but they remained good friends regardless, which it seems Astarion really needed. He lets Astarion feed off of enemies since they're gonna kill them anyways, but offers himself in case if emergencies. He's really good friends with Wyll and Karlach and can be found sharing a drink often in their downtime, both of them having Santos barking with laughter. He's not much of a meddler, but he'll leave their hang outs to leave both of them alone in hopes it'll inspire something.

He and Lae'zel have an unspoken camaraderie as fighters and weapon masters, and she likes that he'll give her bullshit right back. He likes sparring with her bcs she has him eating shit and landing on his ass, but he learns a lot. He butts heads a bit with Shadowheart and Halsin, but they eventually remain on friendly terms and respect each other. Santos killed Minthara and has yet to meet Minsc.

#Here's my guy!!!!!!!!! i am too attatched to him idk if i can make another tav LOL #i technically made him in like highschool bcs me and my friend wanted to play dnd but didnt know anything about it #so we watched youtube videos for dnd character creation and left it at that bcs we didnt know anyone else that played it to make a party #i'll play dnd one day... after years of yearning to play #santos #ocs #my art

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

Owl anon...hey I got a request....a shy reader or maybe weak reader...I'll let you decide....x pitaya dragon? Idk if they should be yandere or not so I'll let you decide that too lol!

Pitaya Dragon Cookie x Shy/Weak!Reader HCs

.Pitaya dragon cookie is a rough and violent dragon; they crave destruction and love a good fight. They found good fun in crushing the weaker cookies even if their “fights” were boring and pathetic.

.Then you showed up, you were a particularly fragile cookie. You were so meek and had trouble speaking to others or starting anything social.

.Pitaya at first thought it was funny, they’d had never seen a cookie as weak as you before…until it started to get cute. Like how one would a puppy, at first.

.When Pitaya first approached you, you had nearly passed out from fear alone…then felt utter confusion when the great red dragon had started a conversation with you.

.Well, it was mostly the dragon talking, you were struggling to keep up but Pitaya didn’t seem to notice. You tried to tell them to slow down and they almost immediately shut up when they heard you speak.

.They were quiet…was this…an encouragement for you to lead?

.Gulp…. “Um, great dragon can you…perhaps slow down? It’s difficult for me um…to keep up…”

.Pitaya takes your request as seriously as they can and tries to speak as a speed good for you, though occasionally they slip back to their normal pace. They were…odd…

.Ever since that day Pitaya would visit you, follow you around and just observe. They’d even be caught cooing at times because they really thought your little shy self was that adorable.

.They’d tried to push you to be more outgoing and would get angry when you’d just clam up more, it took Hollyberry smacking them upside the head for them to really listen.

.They can’t force you to be more open, they have to work at your pace. The Queen Mother even gave her old sparring and drinking buddy some tips on what to do.

.With this information Pitaya came back with a vengeance, but in a good way!

.While it was clear they were struggling with it, they were working more at your pace and not trying to force you to be social. Because of this you started to bond with them more easily and eventually became good friends.

.In fact…they were pretty much your only friend; your shyness didn’t do you much favors in the friendship department.

.They seemed to take pride in being your only friend, seeming to relish it in fact. You guessed it made them feel special and you agreed with that.

.You were surprised with how good of a friend they were, in fact, they were a very protective friend.

.Pitaya will hiss and growl at anyone they deem a threat to you, keeping you close to their side when you’re out. They simply don’t trust anyone else with you.

.Honestly it was a bit flattering that Pitaya cared so much about you and you wanted to show your own appreciation.

.You’d learn about dragons in return and Pitaya themselves, you learn that similar to a dog or cat Pitaya has sweet spots that they really love being scratched.

.They reacted very positively to this and was all over you.

.They noticed their feelings towards you are growing but they don’t much mind until they can fully understand it. One of their favorite things is to just keep embraced in their warm body.

.Once you two are romantically together Pitaya adores the sugar out of you and makes it known, very physical but stops when it gets to be too much.

.They’re even more protective over you, territorial towards perceived threats of the mateship.

.Like literally looming over someone they don’t like, hair spiked out, tail lashing, wings fanned. The works.

.They’re more outward about helping you through your fears and heavily enjoys flying around with you in their arms or on their back in dragon form.

.Though I hope you accept that by agreeing to this you’re mates for life now. Good luck!

#cr #crk #crob #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #cr x reader #crk x reader #crob x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run ovenbreak x reader #hollyberry cookie mention #pitaya dragon #pitaya dragon cookie #pitaya dragon x reader #pitaya dragon cookie x reader #x reader headcanons

[one-idea]

Now let’s look at how the East Blue crew relates to each other. I already talked about their relationships with Ace over here. Now let’s look at the crew itself.

Kuina and Reiju.

Just like Sanji and Zoro they have a tense relationship because of their backgrounds

Kuina was taught to reject her femininity in favor of strength. She grew up in a culture where girls couldn’t be strong. So she rejected traditional feminine traits to make sure her opponents took her seriously.

Her hair is short. She doesn’t wear skirts, make up or care for her over all appearance. She’s strong and honorable and everything she believes a swordsman has to be.

Reiju grew up in a place where she was expected to be as strong as her brothers. Her gender wasn’t a weakness, her father definitely favored her brothers but she was trained right along side them. But she also had her mom. Her mom who was kind and soft and strong in so many ways that people don’t see. Her mom who even when everything was falling apart still put herself together and looked presentable for her kids.

Reiju is strong but is very feminine. She can fight with the best of them but you’re going to know it’s a girl kicking your butt (everything is pink) Her appearance is always near flawless. Between wanting to imitate the memory of her mother, wanting to be presentable as an employee of the Baratie, and most importantly because she likes to, she dresses well.

Kuina and Reiju have conflicting views on femininity and on men.

Kuina sees men as equals and competition. She is just as strong and will be stronger than all of them. Her opponent being a man or a woman doesn’t matter to her. What matters is winning.

Reiju has a lot of trauma from growing up under Judge. From seeing how her brothers treated Sanji and she knows realistically that they are outliers. That her brothers literally had there emotions stripped from them. But she’s very distrustful of men. She more brutal in her fights against male opponents then female. (Unlike Sanji she will still fight a female opponent, but she doesn’t go for the jugular as quickly with them as she does with men)

They’re differing opinions on strength, femininity, and men defiantly leads them to butt heads.

As they travel together and with the rest of the crew they start to reevaluate their views.

Ace’s presence (and later Hiriluk, and Iceburg) helps heals some of Reiju’s trauma. She won’t ever give her trust away to a stranger but she is more willing to give them a chance.

Between Kaya, Nojiko, and Reiju’s influences Kuina becomes a little more comfortable in her femininity. (I’ll talk about her relationship with the other girls later) starting to see strength in traditionally feminine traits and finding things she enjoys. Learning that she doesn’t have to reject that part of herself to be taken seriously by the people around her.

After three years I like to think that Kuina grows her hair out, wearing it in ponytails/buns as her crewmates like to play with her hair.

Reiju and Kuina’s relationship mellows the longer they are together and as they grow as people. They still are fundamentally different but they respect each other and will occasionally argue but it’s more for fun and to spar then it is to prove the other wrong.

Kuina and Kaya

Kaya is very feminine. She grew up as an heiress. Nice dress, soft gentle attitude. And Kuina loves her. This is her little sister now. And she excited to train this girl to be a strong fighter like her.

Kaya is so excited to have her new sibling, her new life. She loves training with the different members of the crew. She’s a range weapon user so she and Kuina don’t spar with weapons. Instead Kuina helps Kaya build up her strength and endurance.

Kaya also tries to teach Kuina things. I think Kaya is the first member of the crew to start playing with Kuina’s hair. Braiding it back, keeping it out of her face. Kuina loves it. She’s never had this kind of affection before. Eventually other crew members join in, Ace learning from Kaya how to braid. Nojiko showing off different hair styles that can be done with short hair. Reiju sweeping in with the fanciest styles you’ve ever seen. And it becomes tradition to play with Kuina’s hair.

Kuina is very protective of Kaya. She is their youngest. Kuina knows just how much the world tries to beat down girls with big dreams and she doesn’t want that for Kaya. She expect Kaya to becomes strong enough to stand in her own but that doesn’t mean she’s going to let any one hurt her.

That being said Kuina is also weak to two people on the crew. Her idiot captain and their youngest member. So when the two start on their nonsense, playing games being foolish, Kuina’s not far behind. She acts like it’s to watch over them but she just as foolish and is only waiting for an excuse to join in.

Kuina and Nojiko

Both women are rather serious at time. They know the harshness of the world. They know how they can be perceived as women in it. But where Kuina rages against it Nojiko uses it to her advantage. Where Kuina hates being seen as weak, Nojiko loves it. You think I’m too weak to be a threat, have fun being robbed blind.

While they have different concepts of honor and how to handle the world, they respect each other. Kuina laughs everytime Nojiko tricks other people I to giving them, supplies, cash, food. Nojiko is a hustler and know how to get by and is extremely helpful especially in the crews early days.

Nojiko is girly. She likes looking nice. But she also gets her hands dirty and has weaponized her femininity to her advantage. She the middle ground between Kuina’s rejection, Kaya’s traditional, and Reiju’s hyper femininities. And she gets along well with all of them.

Kuina and her definitely go out when they’re at port and find people who are stupid enough to think they can beat Kuina. Nojiko turns the challenge into a spectacle and starts betting on the fight. Kuina always win, and Nojiko always walks away with her pockets a lot heavier. And this is why she claims Kuina is her favorite. (She loves all the crew equally)

Nojiko and Kaya

Nojiko is the only one who has had a little sister before. She is the one who initiates girls nights. Spending time doing Kaya hair and talking smack about the other pirates they’ve run into.

(Side note: the first time she called for a girls night, Ace was super confused, what is a girls night and how is it any different from a normal night on board? Kuina has never been to one either and as much as Reiju claims to know what she’s doing, she hasn’t been to one either. And Kaya is excited because she’s always wanted friends to have a girls night with but between her parents wealth and status, her age, and their deaths, it was hard to make friends in syrup village. So Nojiko has to walk the crew through what a girls night is. She realizes pretty fast that Ace gets to join, after all it’s not fair to kick out the only boy on the crew, but once she’s done explaining Kuina is out, this is not her thing and Ace is going to go spare with her until Nojiko start talking crap about the Buggy pirate because seriously what was their deal. Ace is always down to roast someone and Kuina is not passing up the opportunity to talk about how ridiculous their unicycle swordsman was)

Kaya and Nojiko are the weaker members of the crew. They bond over their desire to become stronger to protect the crew. They both train endurance with Kuina, Ace is always willing to spare and show them how to throw a punch, Reiju has a lot of training on how to fight so she’s quiet helpful even thought she never explains where that knowledge comes from….

But Kaya and Nojiko are the ‘normal’ people on the crew. Much like Usopp and Nami, they bond over the lack of strength and how crazy strong their crewmates are.

Reiju and Nojiko

Reiju and Nojiko both get along well. They are both used to being older sisters and are the more reserved members of the crew. When Ace and Kaya start playing they can talk Kuina in occasional but it’s rarer to get Nojiko and Reiju.

They’re still silly (it is one piece) but they don’t have the relationship that Sanji and Nami do. Reiju isn’t falling all over Nojiko like Sanji does for Nami.

They are definitely gossip buddies. Kaya’s to young to hear some of the things they say. Kuina has dedicated her self to training that certain things fly over head (especially in the beginning) and Ace grew up in a jungle. He’s a weird mix bag of things that he understands and things he’ll gossip about. So Reiju and Nojiko definitely have secret gossip sessions in the kitchen where they talk about everything from how attractive a marine, pirate, villager, crew member 👀 is to how pathetic some of their adversaries are to the inner relationships of the crew.

The tea session is always piping hot. Olivia definitely joins in when she joins the crew. Offering motherly advices and scathing comments.

Ace occasionally gets invited because apparently his little brother was great at coming up with ridiculous nicknames for people and he has some great commentary to add on to conversations about their past foes. He’s unfitted and says the most off the wall things and the girls love it.

Reiju and Kaya

It’s Reiju’s first time having a younger sister. She loves Kaya. The girl is so sweet and different from what Reiju grew up with and she wants to preserve that. But she’s not sure how to interact with her at first.

Most of her interactions with her brothers was in training, and those are bad memories. It takes a while before she starts helping to train Kaya because she doesn’t trust herself not to go over board.

But as they get to know each other and Kaya talks about her insecurities about not being enough for the crew Reiju kicks into gear. They start training to get Kaya up to speed. She won’t ever be on Ace, Reiju, and Kuina but she can become strong enough to hold her own. Eventually she will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with these giant and know she belongs there. Reiju will make sure of that.

They all take water seven hard but the tension between Ace and Kaya affects Reiju the most. It never gets as bad as the fight between Usopp and Luffy but Ace isn’t the gentlest and Kaya is so unbalanced at the idea of losing Merry. Reiju is just waiting for Ace to say the wrong thing. Keeps hearing her brothers taunting Sanji in her ears. And she’s loyal to Ace. She would die for him in a heart beat. He’s changed her life for the better in so many ways. She’s never been this free. But if he says the wrong thing to Kaya she might have to fight him.

Master post

#shimotsuki kuina #nojiko #reverse strawhat pirate au #vinsmoke reiju #one piece kaya #portagas d. ace #one piece ace #fire fist ace #gol d. ace #straw hat pirates #one piece

[thedo0zyslider]

Knightly Training - 6K Words

Fwhip, a knight of the kingdom, is assigned to train a new recruit. it leads to a lot more things than either of them expect, really.

A03

Fwhip, a fairly young man with ginger hair and a tall frame, as well as dragon wings plastered to his back, has been a part of the royal knights for almost five years now. He joined when he was barely eighteen, and currently had no intention of leaving. He quite liked his job, and was always trying to climb the ranks in any way he could. Achieve more things, increase his wealth. He was ambitious like that, people would often say. Whether that was to his own good or detriment really depended on the situation. 

Eventually though, the ambition would pay off. Just like the ginger assumed it was always going to. But, it didn’t pay off in the way he, or anyone else, expected. No, it did quite the opposite in fact. But the ginger would be the last person to complain about the outcomes.

One day, Fwhip is requested by the head of the knights to do a new job. They say he is picked because he is very skilled, which the ginger knows to be true, and because he can work well with others. Despite his quietness and sometimes rude demeanor he could boast. He is asked to train their newest recruit, a man with barely any skill under his belt. And Fwhip accepts the offer, knowing he would be a fool not to. Doing it instantly elevates him to a higher standing than he is currently, so it seemed like a no brainer to say yes.

Little does he know, when he walks down to meet the knights newest member, is that that day will be life changing. For him and the man he meets near the castle gardens, a man dressed in well made clothing and with a pose that suggests his near anxious demeanor being in such a new and formal environment. 

The new recruit walks in and he looks…. promising . A little scrawny, maybe from a family a little poorer than Fwhip’s own, but there is potential behind his messy blonde hair and wide brown eyes. He’s got a good frame, and some muscles already. Fwhip can work with that just fine, even though the avian wings he has might get in the way. But the ginger himself is a dragon, and has experience dealing with that sort of stuff.

The man introduces himself as Jimmy, from another family of decently high standing, much like the gingers own, and then the two of them get to working together. After the newcomer gets a quick tour, of course. Wouldn't want him getting lost trying to find his new bedroom in the estates, after all.

The first lesson, which happens later that same day, goes better than expected. Fwhip was anticipating that he’d have to repeat even the most basic of moves over and over again to his new winged friend, but Jimmy picked up on things fairly quickly. Despite his decently frequent amount of ditzy moments, some of which were probably played up for laughs, there was a smart brain under all those pretty looks.

Fwhip smiles as Jimmy gets yet another technique down pretty good on his first few tries, and knows this job is gonna be a lot more fun than he first thought. The dragon quite missed having a sparring partner, he had to admit. So maybe this wouldn’t be too bad after all.

Maybe his life would finally be going somewhere good.

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Over the next few months of training, Fwhip and Jimmy become closer. The ginger didn’t know what to expect of their relationship, since this is his first time as a trainer. But he was not all that against the friendship that was starting to blossom during their sessions. It’s nice, finally having a friend around his own age in the knights. One who was willing to talk about something other than business and alcohol or bitching about their wives. It was certainly better than the consistent loneliness Fwhip had settled with before.

The two men started to learn more about each other too, and it turns out they have a lot in common. For one, they both had sisters. Jimmy’s sister, Lizzie, was the older one, while Gem was the younger of her and Fwhip. Sisters who were not very lady like as well, as people liked to point out frequently.

They learn that both of them are unmarried as well, and should probably be searching for a wife. Though if he’s honest, Fwhip isn’t very interested in finding a wife. Not in that way, no, no, no. The ginger absolutely liked the opposite sex. He would just rather find a good woman he liked rather than buy the next young and pretty thing; like a good portion of men seemed to do. Also Gem would have her gripes if he did the latter, and her gripes were always really annoying. Jimmy, on the other hand, is a little younger than him, meaning the pressure for him to wed is slightly less. The avian seems more concerned about his knighthood than a woman right now, something Fwhip applauds. That’s a good quality to have indeed. 

They also learn that each of them had lost their parents early, one of the seemingly many similarities between them. Each man says they are sorry for the others loss, the quietly and somberly move on from the painful topic. It seems like the best they can do, for Fwhip is sure talking about it is just as painful for Jimmy as it is for him.

His friendship with Jimmy feels a lot….deeper than his friendship with other people. A lot more personal. Like he could tell the blonde anything at all, and he would listen without complaint. Likewise, Fwhip feels like he could listen to Jimmy ramble for hours upon hours and never once get bored of it. His voice was just so nice and….enchanting, if he dared to say it.

They two or them often walk back from their training session together, chatting up a storm until they had to separate, or one of them was needed elsewhere. Today is going to be no different, another one of their personal conversations having started at the end of the training session. Those were always the ones they spent the longest on, which made the walks back to their respective chambers longer. Especially because their rooms were not anywhere near each other in the estate.

“So,” Fwhip asks, the two of them walking back to their chambers for the night a little earlier than normal, shoulders almost bumping as they do so. But not quite brushing yet. “Why’d you want to be a knight?”

Jimmy hummed thoughtfully, as if he had to consider his words before answering. “Well, my sister always protected me. Did things women aren’t supposed to do so she could do it. I wanna repay her for all that, and do the protecting this time.”

“Doesn’t she have a husband for that?” Fwhip asks, not meaning to sound condescending when he does. He is just asking out of curiosity, nothing more and nothing less. He thinks Jimmy’s sister is a lot like Gem, actually, in some ways at least. Which is a pretty admirable quality, if you asked him specifically. Other men probably wouldn’t think so.

“Yeah, but he doesn’t mind. He actually wanted me to be a knight.” Jimmy says with a shrug. If his family encouraged the avian’s choices to be a protector, then that was good. He was glad his friend had such a supportive family, in contrast to his own….less encouraging ones.

The blonde fixed his wide, curious eyes on his companion when his story was over. He tried not to feel too awkward and observed under it. “So, why’d you join?”

“Well, I really wanted to invent things, but that didn’t work out.” Fwhip responded, a sad and almost wistful smile appearing on his face. “Now I’m just trying to help my sister become a wizard any way I can.” He feels like he needs to do that last bit, mainly because Gem wants to be a wizard so badly. And she’s smart enough for it too, and would be damn good at it. But their uncle, the one who had gained custody over them, would not let her. And she could not go against the man of the house. So Fwhip was doing all he could with the power being a knight gave him and his family members, all to help his sister's dream become real.

“Do you still invent?” Jimmy asks, his interest clearly piqued by that little detail.

Fwhip felt a small smile stretching across his face, sensing that they had moved even closer as they talked; their shoulders now truly brushing. “On occasion, yes.”

“I’d like to see one, one day.” The avian says sincerely. It takes Fwhip off guard a little, that someone actually wants to see his inventions. No one, other than Gem when she had the time, ever really seemed to care about his craft. Not like he did, anyways, or at all.

“Well, okay then. Just be prepared to wait a while.” The dragon smiled, hoping the amount of joy he felt was reflected in his gaze. “I don't get much time to myself you know.”

“I know!” The blonde hums, still fixing him with a smile that never seems to disappear and wide brown eyes. Ones almost like a baby birds or cows. Fwhip felt bad, that he couldn’t show Jimmy something he so clearly wanted to see. But that smile and those eyes made him feel like everything would be okay, and that he could take all the time in the world, and the blonde would still be waiting for him.

He wished Jimmy would look at him like that more often…

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Not even a week later, Fwhip has a small little thing to show his trainee. Maybe the others' interest in his hobby had been his one motivator. Maybe he really, really wanted to impress the blonde. Whatever the reason, his first project in a while was done, and he had someone to show it off too.

It’s pretty late in the day when he musters up the courage to go and tell Jimmy. So the ginger finds himself knocking on the avian’s door, not sure if he’s even in there. For all he knows, his fellow knight could be Lord knows where in town right now, doing who knows what. Maybe he’s not even in his room, maybe Fwhip just knocked on an empty door and looks stupid-

To his mild surprise, Jimmy does in fact open the door. The avian looks understandably surprised to see him, but happy at the same time. “Oh, hi Fwhip!” He says, and the dragon thinks that smile could light up the whole world if it tried. “Do you need something?”

“Yes, actually, I have something to show you!” He exclaims, hoping he doesn;t sound as anxious as he feels, that his heart isn’t beating loud enough to be heard by the other. “I um, left it in my room though.”

Jimmy’s smile doesn’t waver, even as he steps out into the hallway, and shuts the bedroom door behind them. Fwhip tries to ignore how close they’re standing now, and any urge to do anything. “That's fine! I don’t mind walking over.” “Good, good. C’mon then.” The ginger mumbles, and begins to lead Jimmy towards his bedroom. It’s a decently long walk, but the avian relatively knows the way. He didn’t really need to be led there, but the avian lets himself be led anyway. He seems happy to just be walking next to his friend…..happy to spend time with him. And Fwhip is happy to be around him too….way happier than he ever expected to be.

The comfortable silence between them is very loud, even with the dragon’s near constant overthinking of the situation. Of how he was leading the guy back to his bedroom to see something, and whatever implications that may have. He certainly could have phrased their initial conversation a lot better, that’s for sure, even if Jimmy wasn’t thinking of anything like that at all.

Safe to say, the dragon is very glad when he finally reaches his own bedroom door, and is able to lead his fellow knight inside. Jimmy follows him quietly, and takes a quick scan of the dark and rather brody bedroom before saying anything.

“Your room is really nice.” He compliments, looking at the small sword and dagger collection hanging on the dragon’s wall. A collection he hopes to expand very soon. 

“Thanks.” Fwhip mumbles, feeling himself smile like an idiot at such a small thing. He found he did that a lot around Jimmy, actually, smile at all the small and untimely meaningless things he did; like the ginger was starstruck or something stupid like that. 

“...What did you want me to see?” Jimmy hums, glancing around the room curiously, as if he could find it by doing just that. As if a gift would be left out in the open like that. The silly birdie.

“I, um, I made an invention to show you, actually.” Fwhip says, moving over to the nightstand beside his bed. He pulls the small contraption he’s made out from the drawer, it’s temporary hiding place since the device had been done. He places it down, and then blocks the nightstand with his body. So there can be a grand reveal, of course. All his inventions deserve one, no matter how big or how small they may be, or whatever purpose they serve. They are made by him , after all.

“Really!?” Jimmy gasps, sounding much more excited than he had been before. Fwhip thinks all of this is worth it so far, just because he got to see the blonde’s eyes light up and sparkle all pretty like.

“Yep! Made it just for you, actually.” Fwhip said, feeling a light flush start to creep up his face. For whatever reason. After a small pause, he added onto the statement. “Plus it felt good to use my hands again.”

“Oh!” Jimmy exclaimed, sounding surprised yet also touched. Like no one’s ever done something like this for him, like this is a special occurrence. Fwhip briefly wonders if he should be making even more trinkets after this. “That’s really sweet!”

“Don’t mention it.” He muttered, the tips of his ears now dusted in pink. Which is strange, the knight is usually not an easy man to fluster. “Erm, here it is.” He moves away from the nightstand, so Jimmy can see his gift. He’s…still nervous if the other will like it or not, and quickly prepares himself for the incoming possible rejection.

Jimmy looks at the thing, a small creation that is only able to spin and move, his eyes wide. “Fwhip this is really impressive!” He squeaks, bending down slightly so he can properly test the thing. The avian’s eyes are full of wonder as he watches it spin, and walk a few inches across the wooden table. Fwhip thinks that he’s never looked cuter than he does right now.

“It’s just a small little thing-” He mumbles, not really seeing any need for such fanfare. He would have made something much better, if he had access to more materials, and the dragon knows it. His friend however, apparently thinks otherwise.

“It’s still really good!” Jimmy insists, sounds so…so happy as he looks at the thing. So happy and genuine, like this is the best thing he’s ever been gifted, and will ever be. Like that dumb little invention means the whole world to him. “I love it, thank you “ His last words are a lot softer, warmer, and the ginger thinks he melts a bit upon hearing them. 

“Your welcome..” Fwhip mumbles, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. He watches Jimmy mess with the creation made just for him, and knows that all this was worth it. All the anxiety and awkwardness is worth it if he gets to see this man happy.

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Not even a week later, the two of them have another big moment. Like, really big, bigger than even the little invention stunt. The biggest and most impactful one to happen between them ever in their lives, probably.

It happens at one of their next sparring and training sessions, right at the start of it. They don’t even train much that day, actually, because what happens sends both men into wildly different mindsets. And neither of them are the fighting kind.

They arrive at the training room together, then separate a little so they can slip the armor sets they have on. Like they do every time, during every teaching session. The training armor isn’t quite as heavy as the real stuff used in battle, so Fwhip finishes early, just like he does every time. The dragon waits for Jimmy to emerge, leaning his sword against the nearest wall as he does so, and is met with a familiar sight when his friend finally emerges back out into the main practice area.

The avian has his armor on a little incorrectly, probably having struggled putting it on around his wings again. It was pretty hard to get used to that, Fwhip knows that fact from personal experience. Even today he still has moments where he fails to do it properly, even if they are rather rare.

“Here,” Fwhip says kindly, taking a few steps closer. “Lemme fix your armor.” 

“Okay.” Jimmy responds, letting the other knights approach him. Fwhip feels suddenly….anxious, maybe a little awkward as he reaches the avian, and goes to fix his armor. He thinks it's the thought of him and Jimmy touching that seems to, dare the ginger say, fluster him so much. Even though they’ve done this before, today is somehow different. Regardless, Fwhip does what he said he would, and adjusts his friend's armor.

He thinks the avian’s breath hitches when he adjusts the breastplate around his wings, and wonders if they both feel the same about this. He puts the pauldrons in their proper places as well, and tries not to think about the eyes that are curiously watching him. Fwhip feels himself flush, and doesn’t meet Jimmy’s gaze when he goes to fix the crooked helmet.

“Let’s get started.” He says, moving away. The dragon walks back across the room, going to grab his sword for where he left it. It’s better to start this training now, in his opinion, before the day gets even more awkward. There’s a small mumble of agreement, and when he turns back around the blonde seems to be acting normal. He already has his sword ready, too.

“En garde!” Jimmy says, pointing the sword out towards him and his voice echoing across the room slightly.. There’s a stupid little smile on his face, one that Fwhip finds secret endearing. Only secretly though.

“That's for fencing, not knights.” The ginger snorts in amusement, lifting his own sword up in response. He feels like this session will be an especially good one today.

“Close enough innit?” Jimmy shrugs, already watching the other man's every movement. Just like he had been instructed to.

Fwhip snorts again, charging forward to make the first move of their sparring session. “I guess. Except in fencing you're not supposed to impale someone.”

“Like I said, close enough!” Jimmy yelled back, dodging his blow with ease. Because that was an easy move to dodge on purpose. Fwhip wasn’t one to waste all his good moves early on, after all. He put on a show when he fought, especially in these training sessions. 

Especially for Jimmy.

The spar goes a lot like they normally do. The two men are evenly matched, while the ginger slips in lessons and advice between banter and kicking his trainee’s ass. Though today something in the air feels different, and Fwhip can not pinpoint why. Maybe it is from their strange tensions from earlier, maybe it is from something else. Regardless, the dragon doesn’t have time to focus on that. Jimmy had just gotten a great move in, actually managing to strike at his armor and make the metal clash. He took a step back in momentary surprise at that, a pleased grin starting to stretch across his features.

“You’re getting good at this!” Fwhip says, feeling a bead of sweat drip down his brow. His student has shown a lot of improvement in the four months they'd been working together. He's pretty impressed by it, and incredibly proud. 

Jimmy grins, clearly pleased by the praise, and takes another stab at him. “Good enough to beat you?”

The ginger seems to consider it for a moment, blocking the attack again. “Hm, fat chance!” He exclaims, and manages to successfully unbalance his opponent. It’s the first time he’s been able to do so in a while, and triumph floods him as Jimmy stumbles.

But the avian is skilled now, and knows not to let an enemy get him helpless on the ground, especially if he lands painfully on his wings. Something Fwhip had taught him early on. So instead of just falling, he kicks his leg out. The metal of their armor collides with clashing sound, and Fwhip makes a sound of surprise as he too is unbalanced and sent tumbling downwards with his trainee.

He lands with an oof , catching himself on his hands. Jimmy makes sure the fall is not too hard on his back, just like he had been taught, and hits the ground under the ginger with a similar grunting sound. Fwhip blinks down, flustered as he realizes what pose they have ended up in. Jimmy is pinned under him, their bodies pressing together in multiple points, and their faces closer than they have ever been. It’s quite the breathtaking situation, if he has to be honest.

Lovely brown eyes stare back up at him, and the dragon thinks he’s going to die .

“Hey.” Fwhip mutters, very aware of the position they’re now in. And how horrible it would be if someone walked in. Two men are not supposed to be.… posed like this. Especially not ones of their status.

“Hey..” Jimmy whispers back, his eyes darting around the ginger's face wildly, like he doesn’t know where to rest them. “Pretty close there aren’t you?”

“Heh, yeah…” The dragon mutters, feeling like something is pulling him downwards. Like he wants to connect the admittedly small gap between them. The rest of him screams not to, that the action is wrong, that he has been told not to. That it is sinful.

“Is it wrong for me..” Jimmy mutters softly, the same internal turmoil clearly flashing across his face. Fwhip is glad they're on the same page about that, at least. “...To want to do something more right now?”

“I’m not sure…”  He says, seeing how they are now just inches apart. The part of him that says not to is very loud, but the desire and want is louder. It’s stronger and telling him to get it over with already. Yet he is still hesitant. “I think I want it too.”

Thankfully, Jimmy makes the decision for him. “Say no and I’ll stop.” He mutters, and finally brings their lips together. The feeling is magical, like nothing he’s ever experienced. The voices in Fwhip’s head finally quiet, and all he can focus on after a second is the way Jimmy lips moves against his, and the way an armored hand holds his cheeks as gently as possible and keeps him there.

There is no saying no, there is no stopping. Even when the two men finally pull away, Fwhip just wants more. He wants to give into his desires oh so badly. Thankfully, the same look is reflected in the avian’s eyes, and it’s not long before he’s fully pressing the birdie to the ground hungrily. Though he still waits for his partner to initiate their next series of kisses.

Jimmy leans up to kiss him again, more passionate this time. Fwhip keens into it, letting himself get lost in the feeling and the taste of it all for just a few moments. Lord he had wanted this so bad, and for so many months too. Their lips connect again and again and again, until both of the knights are panting and breathless and getting far too heated for the near full sets of armor they are both wearing.

They pull away after what feels like an eternity, and go to slip their armor off. Fwhip finds his eyes trained on Jimmy the whole time, unable to look away. He knows he’s not quite satfisted that urge in him yet, to kiss his friend stupid. So when they are back in their normal clothes, he is quick to press Jimmy into the seat in the changing room, and resume their earlier activities.

Fwhip quietly connects their lips again, shifting so he is in Jimmy’s lap. The avian lets him, doing so almost happily. The ginger really hopes the door is locked behind them. Because he doesn’t want to just feel the kiss this time, he wants to feel everything. The flush of their bodies against each other, the warmth his friends always emits, the way Jimmy’s hands feel when they hold his cheeks and the back of his neck, the way wings envelop him softly. Everything .

They break apart and then connect again, leaving no space between them. While Fwhip focuses on the feeling of the kiss, and the joy he gets from it; Jimmy focuses on advancing this. Focuses on getting handsy. Slim fingers ghost over the velvet of his wings, and Fwhip gasps into his friend's mouth. So Jimmy keeps doing that, keeps massaging his wings, until the other knight is basically putty in his hands.

They pull away after what feels like an eternity, both men panting heavily. Before Fwhip is able to leave the avians lap, a small hickey is quickly sucked into the side of his neck. Right where all his clothes will cover it, thankfully. He shivers at the feeling of it, and misses Jimmy’s lips when they leave his skin for the final time that day.

The walk back to their chambers is the closest they’ve ever had. Fwhip is glad it's dark out already, and no one is around, because their hands are intertwined and they almost kiss about five different times. Jimmy bids him a sickly sweet goodbye when they get to his door, and the ginger cannot help but swoon over it.

Back in his own quarters, Fwhip finds himself pacing. 

What they had just done today was dangerous, for both of them. He’d never seen anyone punished for this type of behavior himself, but he knew what the punishments could be. It was anything from being disgraced to burning, depending on what act you partook in. Fwhip’s pretty sure what they had just done wouldn’t get them the worst punishment, which was for sodomy, but it wouldn;t get them the easiest one either. If they didn’t just charge them with sodomy anyways. And their money couldn’t buy them out of it either, if anyone ever knew.

And no one will ever, ever no. For his sake, but mainly for Jimmy’s. He’ll say he forced the avian into it, if anyone ever asks. He will gladly burn at the stake for the sake of his friend.

Maybe being so ready to die for Jimmy makes them more than just friends….maybe it’s nothing, maybe no one will ever find out. Fwhip sighs, and assumes he’ll just have to find out where this goes.

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Fwhip does not want to attend church the following Sunday after the kiss. But he has to, for it’s illegal to skip the service. And he likes having a good name amongst his peers and fellow townsfolk. And the lot that choose to not attend church do not have a very good reputation, not in the slightest.

The statue of their god, Aeor, looks down at him as he walks past it. He feels like scorn and disappointment is shining in those stone eyes. Fwhip talks to his elven friend, one of the custodians and son of the pastor, and feels like he is not worthy to do so. He wonders what his blue-haired friend would say if he knew what the dragon had done just days before.

He attends the service and feels like an imposter. Like he is not supposed to be in that building. He feels his sins crawling up his spine, weighing him down so much that he might as well sink through the floor. Or, well, things he was taught were sins.

Jimmy made him nothing but happy so far, and that couldn’t be a sin. Aeor would never punish someone for happiness! 

Would he…?

Instead of pondering that thought, Fwhip tries to focus on what the preacher is saying. When that doesn’t work, he starts to sneakily glance around the room. He needs something else to focus on, something that isn’t himself and his bone crushing guilt that never seems to waver, no matter how he tries to rationalize it.

And well, his eyes land on Jimmy, sitting with his family across the building and Fwhip can’t help but admire him. And how pretty he looks; how the sunlight falls on his face through the stained glass windows and makes him look almost ethereal. Like he was sent from Heaven himself. Honestly, the avian might as well be, with just… everything about him and how he is.

They have been distant for the past few days, even at the makeup training session the day after they kissed. It seems neither men knew how to breach the topic, or be close like they used to be once more. If the ginger had been left desperately longing for the touch of another man again, well that was between him and Aeor.

Yet Jimmy looks over, able to feel his staring, and it is that moment when they become close again. The avian meets his eyes with a small, hopefully smile, and the dragon just knows he can’t let this one get away from him. Certainly not over a kiss, either.

After the church service, Fwhip finds himself in Jimmy’s room for the first time. He knows how he got there, but everything feels like a blur. All he remembers is walking back home with the avian, and as soon as they were alone, Jimmy had grabbed his hand and hidden them away where no one else could see.

When their lips connect once again, it doesn’t feel wrong. It feels so, so right. Maybe a little distasteful, for doing something like this on the sabbath day, but still so right. So much so that they kiss again and again and again, and do so all night long for all Fwhip knows.

When the two knights wake up next to each other the next morning, they both silently agree not to talk about it. The ginger just slinks back into his own chambers, guilt and joy both running through him rather violently, and they don’t bring it up for a good while after that.

He doesn’t think either of them know how to.

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They finally have a conversation about it a few weeks later, after yet another training session, when they are both tired from a long day's work. Jimmy is getting close to the end of his lessons, and Fwhip wonders what will happen when that day comes; and if they will ever see each other afterwards. He wonders what he’ll do with himself if it comes to that. (Probably nothing good, if the ginger is being honest.)

The two of them are in Jimmy’s chambers today, lounging on the bed together. The blonde lays next to him, a hand resting on Fwhip’s thigh as he reads. The ginger is doing his own thing next to him. Well, he’s trying too. He hadn’t been in the right headspace to tinker like he wanted too, so Fwhip had been able to do nothing but let his mind wander. And the knight had  a lot of troubling thoughts he was trying to avoid pondering on.

There’s a lot of silence and unanswered questions between them. Things they want to say, but neither will. The dragon feels like he’s gonna suffocate in the silence if he sits in it for any longer.

“You know we shouldn’t be doing this , right?” Fwhip muttered, glancing down at the hand idly resting on his thigh. Jimmy turned, so they were no longer laying so close. Instead he sits up, so the two of them are face to face once more. For once, a smile is not on his friend’s face, and it bothers him like nothing else.

“I know.” The avian said carefully, now looking him in the eyes, as if he were staring directly into Fwhip’s soul. It was almost like he was scared of where this was going. “I know they say it is a sin.”

“Then why-” Fwhip starts, but whatever he is about to say is lost to time as Jimmy quickly cuts him off. It’s probably a good thing he did, the ginger was probably just going to hurt him with whatever statement he wanted to make. Whatever dumb question he wanted to ask.

“Because it doesn’t feel sinful to me, it feels right.” The avian says, softly cupping the other's face in his hands. Like he was the most precious thing in the world. “And because I love you.”

Fwhip feels himself start to choke. He feels like he’s being broken into a million pieces, all with three little words. “Jimmy…”

“I don’t care what they say, because I love you. I want to be with you.” Jimmy says, sounding so sure of himself. The look he fixes the ginger with next is sweet, enough so to melt even the toughest of hearts. “Do you….want that?”

 “Yes, I want that.” Fwhip nods, finding he had to think for a minute, to consider everything and all the consequences of this. Even though the answer should’ve been the most obvious thing in the whole wide world. “I want you.”

“Then you can have me.” Jimmy mumbles, and moves their faces closer. Fwhip wants to, but he can’t kiss him, not yet anyways. He needs to ask something first.

“This’ll have to be….secretive, you know that, right?” He mumbles, failing to hold back a smile when their noses bump, and just Jimmy in general, honestly. The avian is far too cute for his own good, especially when he’s being all nice and sweet like this.

“It’s like I said, I don’t care.” Jimmy repeated, moving so he could run a few fingers through his friend’s rather messed up hair. The dragon felt himself lean into the touch without a second thought. “If I can be with you I don’t care.”

That is enough for him, and Fwhip feels like he can close the gap between them now. Jimmy returns the kiss with a pleased sigh, like he’s been wanting this for weeks now. Realistically, he probably has. Though this kiss tastes sweeter than all the ones they’ve had before, and Fwhip finds himself relishing in it more than ever.

“I love you, too.” He mutters against the other’s lips. Jimmy smiles, mutters something about them being partners now, and kisses him sweetly again. Fwhip kisses him back, and knows that he would rather be in no other place than this right now. 

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The years go on, slowly but surely. Everything around them changes, but Fwhip and Jimmy do not. They work closely together, even after Jimmy’s training is over. They keep meeting in secret, having late night talks, and seeing each other in ways most people would be appalled by. Not that Fwhip cares much, as long as he can keep his little birdie close to him, he will be okay.

Eventually, they are forced to marry. It keeps the rumors at bay, and keeps them in better standing with people. Not that the women they marry are interested in anything else, the two only doing so to save themselves from social disgrace and please their fathers. Jimmy is married to a sweet fae girl with brunette hair, and a fondness for pink and flowers. She seems more interested in another man with an affinity for thievery, plus a short and sweet gnome woman she often had tea with. Not that Jimmy minded much. The two of them were more friends than a couple, which worked perfectly well and fine. 

Fwhip was wed to a blonde maiden with his shared love for inventing, and who was as quiet and aloof as he was sometimes. They bonded over their shared love of creation, and how their passions had been shoved to the side seemingly forever. And that was that. She didn’t seem very interested in the romance department period, no matter what gender would approach her with a cheeky flirt. Each couple lived in relative peace, the only criticism being the lack of children, something that gradually slowed as they all aged.

Jimmy and Fwhip remained close, very close through the years. And since their wives and them preferred to be separate rather than together, it gave the little couple a lot of time to waste in each other's company. They spent more nights in each other's beds than their own, cuddles exchanged and lips pressed together softly, a secret for them only to keep. Each knight wouldn’t have it any other way.

The two of them will go down in history as some of the best, most skilled knights the kingdom has ever hosted. A mentor and his trainee, who he did a splendid job with. Some splendid he went on to be the top recruitment and training officer, and impressed every other night that had once been socially above him. The best of friends, Fwhip and Jimmy were called, nothing less and certainly nothing more. No matter what anyone at the time will think otherwise. 

And as the scholars write that, they will lie away from anyone the church binds them to, content as they share easy kisses over drinks and loving touches when they wake next to each other, and when they share the intensity and excitement of all those knightly duties. 

Something for only them, to share, and only them to hold, history be damned. A love that will be carved into nothing but the gifts and looks they exchange, for no one else's eye but their own. A love that history will love to hate, but will taste sweeter than anything else in the world.

Something precious only for them to know, as it was always meant to be.

#ron.fic #ron.writing #jimmy solidarity #fwhip #fwhimmy #empires smp #empiresshipping

[autiedonnie]

So, what is your Transformers Fan Continuity like? 🤩

Ok ok so Neo:U is a next gen au in a sense? Many fankids bc i adore sparklings and odd crackships that ended up weirdly wholesome. I made it with my bf @official-big-gay-fish

Basically in Neo:U Megatron as the Decepticon leader never lost his way at least in the sense no violence he comitted was against his fellow con, his fight was ALWAYS to liberate the lower caste and cold forged. When he realized the Autobots who in this AU are spear headed by the Senate ( Optimus and those who follow him are a splinter faction of the original Senate controlled Autobots who want to prevent either side from destroying Cybertron and end things peacefully) were going to win he boarded every con the nemesis and left Cybertron. (This is a whole other thing i can get into) Optimus determined to find his old friend travels the starts with his splinter group of Autobots to find them upon discovering the Senate intends to either kill or reprogram every con the capture. Eventually they find Earth and due to low energon reserves they stay there for a while and ironically never interact with humans lmao.

Anyways the main crux of the story is Hot Rod is appointed head of the Survey Corps. where and his group scour Earth for resources and to learn about humans to live in peace with them in the future. Everything’s going great until they run into a group of cons.

Hot Rod being the person he is and not wanting to lose his freedom on Earth convinces everyone to stay quiet. This leads to shenanigans and multiple accidental interactions with the con kids. Especially since this au they use holoavatars a lot. Overtime to keep the peace and keep everyone safe and maybe a bit of curiosity they all truce which turns into friendship. a lot of the story revolves around these kids uncovering their past of a war ravaged planet, who their parents were during the war, coming to terms with trauma (especially generational oop), and finally ending said war. Also uhhhhh oops sorry kids you may be buddies now but hey haha whats that in sky? On no its scourge and the terrorcons.

You get a lot of high tension awkward interactions with the autobot and con kids! I say kids but they’re basically robot 25 which is absolutely baby to the old bots.

Autobots are

Hotrod (this hot rod is a MTO but my god no one will ever know outside Optimus and Ratchet) your typical Hot Rod stuff, big loud jokester who never takes anything seriously and hates himself. He has a Situationship with Magnus that he doesn’t wanna think about.

Strongarm- Shes Jazz and Prowls kid in this universe, looks like Jazz unfortunately takes after Prowl. A lot of her story is unpacking the beliefs Prowl instilled into her. She’s socially awkward and sucks at reading the room, but is very into music and singing. She also finds out she loves fighting and spars with everyone!!

Cloudchaser- One of my OCs, was found in the ruins of Vos as a sparkling by Wheeljack and Ratchet. They tried to find her family but do to what happened to Vos there’s very few flyers in the Autobots making trying to find them dangerous. So now she has a mad scientist grandpa and a grouchy grandpa. Clouds a very bubbly, chatty person. She’s the autobot gossip, if its a rumor Cloud knows it. If its sensitive info Cloud knows it. Cloud is super competent but she hides that behind a hyper egotistical, sassy, bratty mask because she has mixed feelings on being an autobot. Shes Hot Rods amica, and one of the only ones who knows hes a MTO.

Starpursuit- My bfs fankid of Elita-1 and Arcee. They’re a motorcycle and use they/she/he. Pursuits the type if they don’t respect you she’s not listening, they got that bullheadedness in them. Hes definitely a bit obsessive and intense at times, they get bored easy and love fun so shes easily swayed into Hot Rod shenanigans. Shes got the worlds biggest crush on Strongarm.

Metamelody- Another fankid of the bf. He’s Ironhide and Chromias! Hes a big ass van, almost as big as his sire. Mel is extremely soft and sweet. He’s shy, and despite being a ruler follower like Strongarm is easily pulled into shenanigans. He joined Hot Rods crew because he doesn’t know how to tell Ironhide he doesn’t want to go into weapons op, he wants to be a musician.

Decepticon kids

Nitrobreak-BFs oc whose the kid of my characters Cursor and Blackdirge. Nitrobreak is Hot Rods foil, he as zero worrys or doubts about his position as his crews leader. He’s confident and wears it well and it frustrates Hot Rod. Hes well loved amongst his faction and has a very healthy understanding of who he is. His challenge in life is all external vs Hot Rods internal struggles. They hate each other at the start

Blacklight- BFs oc, unfortunately Shockwaves child. If you acknowledge this or bring it up Blacklight will maul you. They were conceived when Shockwave was still a senator, and came into life during the war but because Neonstreak their carrier is a NAIL they never experienced it. They have complicated feelings about Shockwave, they’re scared of him but they love him, they’re obsessed with him, they want to understand him and work with him in energon conservation. They ARE daddy issues.

Dragstrip- Swindles kid because I made a joke they look similar and it somehow stuck. Devious trickster bastard, will sell everything and everyone for a single cornchip minus his carrier.

Wildbreak- u kno the joke wilbreak rid15 is breakdown and knockouts kid? Yeah yeah 100% hes still the awkward shy easily started person hes shown as in rid15. He wants to be a nurse and studies under his sire!

Jetlag- remember when I mentioned some of the ships that were crack ships that became canon? Yeah Jetlags the result of one of those crackships. Hes Skywarp and Thunderhoofs kid. Hes a seeker, but has fuck all antlers and hoof peedes instead of heels. He’s a bit stupid, and continuously bonks people with his antlers by accident. He has a crush on Blacklight but never wants to admit it because he knows Blacklights so scared of becoming Shockwave he doesn’t even want to attempt relationships.

#SORRY THISVGOT SO LONG #feel free to ask anything pre during or post war about canon characters or ocs

[greetings-inferiors]

So I read a good hundred plus chapters of my hero academia (maybe 200? Can’t remember if it’s even got 200 lol) and I liked it but just stopped reading it. But it’s kind of like Pokémon where I didn’t care for the story but the world itself is FASCINATING I think quirks are such a cool idea, and it’s fun to come up with some yourself

Like one quirk idea I had was one day when she was like 7 she was being picked on in the playground when these swords just fell from the sky, almost hitting her bullies, and one fell right into her hand, and she discovered that she had a psychic (don’t know if this is the term) link to these swords, but she still exerts energy controlling them, it’s just as if it’s extra limbs, it feels easy to wave around your arm but if you do it over and over eventually you’ll get tired, same thing with the swords. She has an odd number of swords, so an even number on each side acting like “wings” and then a “strong hand” like sword she’s most dextrous with (the one that originally fell into her hand). The swords can hold her up and can let her fly, but it is the same as carrying her body weight (plus seven or nine METAL SWORDS) so it’s not something she can just DO willy nilly.

Anyway, her hero name is Valkyrie and she has slots in the back of her armour to hold the base of the swords (making them act like wings) and a sheath for either all of the swords or just the “strong” sword.

I know it isn’t a typical quirk which are more biological and… scientifically explained, but who cares it’s my character idea and I think it’s cool.

I think it’d be a cool dynamic because it’s actually dangerous. She can’t exactly spar or practice with others because THEY’RE FUCKING FLYING SWORDS, I guess the average durability is higher, but they’re still dangerous, and as a child before she got them fully under control they would’ve been a real hazard.

I think the swords would have some level of senses, obviously not sight or anything but I think they’d at least be able to tell when they’re not in the immediate proximity of anything (so they won’t knock into or accidentally slice anyone or anything) and would feel pain, just obviously with a lot higher pain tolerance as they are metal swords. In my mind they are literally limbs that just happen to be psychically controlled swords.

She’d be a very well trained sword fighter (obviously), and she’d be clever and studious and rule following and all that, but also with a layer of social detachment, as having 7-ish flailing death sticks following you and only just being under control (they’d definitely be uncontrollable with intense emotions/stress) isn’t the greatest way to make friends, and she’d be slightly socially awkward already (hence being picked on as a child. Obviously no one picks on her now, because of the swords, but she’s still outcast). This would lead to her being strong of character and high and mighty at times, but I think she’s VERY nerdy about swords, and is also interested in fencing and other blades. She’d be an absolute geek once she’s on the subject of something she’s interested in LOL

You may notice I’ve been referring to her with pronouns this whole time. That is because I am awful with names and do not have one for her. Suggestions are welcome.

Anyway yeah this is the closest format I have to oc dumps since I can’t draw lmao

Oh but yeah both the sword breaking and reforging would be incredibly painful, I cannot stress enough they are like limbs so it would be like a limb being broken or being grafted on to. Not fun.

#text post #randyposting #oc #ocs #my ocs #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #long post

[the-hydroxian-artblog]

In Hanging Out what were some of the character's childhood like, and what did they do for fun, specifically Sonic's orphan childhood.

Oh man, that's a tricky question, because my logic is taking what canon establishes and moving mostly just forward in a different direction. Commenting on their childhoods feels weirdly wrong? If only because there's so many different angles I could take.

Sonic in particular feels "wrong" to get details for, but I like to think he actually was kind of bratty? And had a habit of being a bit of a vandal for fun, and playing "extreme soccer" with random objects, kicking them far and "catching" them like a mile away. But he hashis heart in the right place and got enough experience of breaking things and causing problems early on that he eventually shaped up into the hero we know now.

All the others after the cut!

Amy was likely a very... stand-alone child who was stuck with taking care of herself. She likely researched "spells" and forms of magic for fun, though she never likely found the best uses for it beyond summoning magic. I considered a plot point of her mom being an enigmatic figure who researched Little Planet, and that lead to Amy wanting to get into tarot, but I never got very far. I think she had minimal supervision and got a small amount of wealth from an inheritance and just made-do with that. Despite that, she still stuck with being kind and doing her best to support others.

Tails likely didn't do much in particular for fun besides tinkering. He got bullied for his tails, etc etc, all kinda predictable there.

Shadow... fanon kinda came clutch and already outlined enough details there. Raised by Maria and Gerald, probably did cute slice of life stuff on the ARK at first before everything went to shit. For fun, he probably liked board games in particular. Maybe pong.

Tikal beat the shit out of people for fun, but in a friendly sparring way. In her eyes as a child, fighting should be purely recreational, and conflict should be settled with words. Naturally some aspects of that perspective got warped with time.

Mike is an interesting one. He basically got a crude simulation copy-paste of Sonic's childhood, but instead of being an orphan, he "grew up" with Eggman, who instilled a lot of obedience training. Which evidently backfired pretty hard for Hangin Out to be as it is. He likely played games like chess with Eggman for "'fun"", but he actually just prefers flying, since it's the one thing the original Sonic could never do.

Buddy was a government experiment who was actually similar to Shadow and Metal in terms of how he was "raised", so he never really got to "have fun" with any activity. Eventually as an adult though, he pursued his main hobbies, sound engineering and headphone/music reviewing. He runs a channel like a bizarro version of dankpods, where all of his humor is extremely dry and he goes into great technical detail about whatever he comes across.

Zero had the most fucked up upbringing, and likely fucking. Played knife games with drug lords for fun. That's the kind of messiness we're dealing with. He did not have a good life.

Sandy didn't get to really have a "Childhood" but her early years of operation involved snooping around different locations for archaeology and intel. From there she developed a love for music, often DJing for fun in secret.

Jeff is kind of. In his formative years, already? And we already know his deal. He plays minecraft and Civ and SimCity for fun.

Rouge stole shit for fun.

OH and CHASEY how could i forget?? Chasey is a mess lol. Chasey, um. ate food as a chao? and then enjoyed. Playing dress up with Cream. Also enjoyed dancing as a young blob.

#swords-attacks-blog

[all-risejd]

Hi! new reader here, can you possibly do a Top!Dom x Sub!Rhea ff? :D

Here is a list of headcanons/ maybe a drabble kind of. My friend is going to write a quick fic about it tomorrow. If you want to be tagged you can either ask in the comments or send another ask. This was out of our comfort zone and really fun so I wanted to post this as well as the fic.

Dom is a dramatic dom he lets Rhea appear to be the dominant because he knows it upsets people (especially his more traditional father and he’s trying to outgrow his father's crazy legendary status)

So everything is pre-planned and is part of her being a good sub (example when Rhea brutalizes him in RAW and carries him out to be seen by Rey). (he encourages her the entire time she is doing it.)

Dom is amazing at aftercare. 

What do you think he does?

There are snack packs / care packs premade (like fifteen at a time) that he keeps in his go-bag. They started for the gym but he modified them. So like water, soft snacks, maybe Gatorade. 

Extreme cuddling to the point of suffocating her with affection after. Sometimes he becomes a human starfish and literally smashes her with his weight, like a weighted blanket of warmth and cuddles. 

Words of affirmation and affection - like pulling out pointed small compliments just for her. 

Probably helping her redress or get into something comfortable for sleeping. 

Rhea is devotedly obedient (Dom makes her feel like the most precious thing in the whole universe). Sometimes too obedient but Dom’s always there to make sure she’s not going too far with his request or in any danger. 

They got into this relationship because she was insecure about her body and would be mean to others because of it. Dom realized this because it is the same way he acted when people would make fun of his weight as a teenager. Dom coincidentally starts working out at the same time as her.

Gradually he starts bringing things he’s noticed she forgets - water, workout towels, protein snacks, and sometimes even a change of clothes because once Rhea is in the zone, she’s got tunnel vision.

Rhea calls him out on it - she and whomever she’s maybe dating (Buddy, dick) are having problems, and she slowly starts talking to Dom about those problems as they work out.

Dom eventually manages to convince her he’s some sort of lost cause when it comes to travel (points out how frequently he misses flights, and his inability to keep a schedule - which are things he knows Rhea is good at), so she agrees to be his road partner.

The more they travel together, the more Dom learns the little things that make Rhea who she is, pretty soon he’s with her almost 24/7 and gently (but sternly) reminding her to take care of herself.

The inevitable break up with Buddy (dick) is what leads to Rhea begging to sleep in Dom’s room, which turns out to be a blessing in disguise because she’s even more perfect in his clothes and in his bed - so he ups the game when it comes to taking care of her.

Dom is super protective of Rhea, even though he knows she can take care of herself (she doesn’t always realize that). 

Rhea totally has a cute collar with Mami or Rhea on it. Dealers choice. Maybe with cute little charms. Possibly little spikes that dangle? Cause she’s dangerous. 

One hundred percent certain Dom is the kind of Dom to leave her horny for spite. Also, he probably likes to play with toys, and test new things out in Rhea who he knows can take a bit of brutality (see what I did there?)

Rhea likes bruises and scratches and even the blood - Dom isn’t so big on blood but he has no problem marking her up as his. Even if it means they get fined for a couple marks. They are the worst kept secret in the locker room. 

When they spar or practice it’s pretty much no holds barred. They go hard and it’s practically foreplay but Dom’s the one calling the shots (example: if they are sparing Dom designs the workout, if they are running he decides how long, if they are doing something domestic it’s for both of them). 

He does ask Rhea for input in all of this. She is the gym rat between them and he knows she has to work out at a certain level to retain what she has muscle wise. 

Rental car torture - I mean sex - is pretty common. 

As are quick scenes in arenas after tappings. The thrill of getting caught is too good - and Dom is super proud of his Rhea.

#dominikmysterio #rhearipley #rhea ripley fanfiction #rhea x dominikmysterio #dominik mysterio fanfiction

[baldurspeen69420]

Get To Know My Tav! (Part 2: Electric Boogaloo - Sophie Edition)

I did one of these for my first BG3 OC Byron a long time ago and I've been wanting to do one for Sophie since forever, now I finally have a minute! These are just so much fun to do. Might even do my Honor Mode Githyanki next if I get around to it!

Sophie Beaumont - Half-Orc - Champion Fighter - She/Her - 31

favorite weapon: She's a built lady with the power of bonking on her side, so she tends to lean towards various hammers, clubs, maces, and blunt objects. But her favorite gear is definitely her shield to protect her teammates.

style of combat: Tackles combat with a more defensive weapon and shield style. Fighting is always a last resort even though she's skilled at it, but Sophie is someone who'd always prefer to mediate her way out of conflict when possible.

most prized possession: Her favorite childhood book of poetry. The cover is battered and the pages are yellowed, but it's filled with doodles and notes in the margins from over the years.

deepest desire: To find her place in the world and someone to share it with. She's wandered a long time feeling lost and alone, so she really just wants a new start.

guilty pleasure: Definitely has an appreciation for the more frivolous pleasures of life, which people don't usually expect from a seasoned mercenary. Enjoys chocolates, makeup, soft clothes, and a warm bath fit with salts and candles.

best-kept-secret: Under that quiet and serious disposition is a deeply lonely person who wants to be understood and seen as more than a half-orc or soldier for hire.

greatest strength: Her compassionate heart and also rippling abs. Any problem that can't be solved with empathy and communication can be solved by punching it really hard.

fatal flaw: Low self-esteem city. Struggles to see her own worth and value, which can lead to her accepting treatment that's less than what she should be receiving. Very insecure about her half-orc heritage and appearance.

favorite smell: Baking bread and fresh flowers.

favorite spell or cantrip: Sophie has never had a talent for magic and isn't particularly well-versed in it. Her experience with Gale where he shared a bit of weave with her and helped her cast a spell was her first time ever experiencing magic for herself, and is one of her fondest memories of their tadpole adventure.

pet peeve: People assuming she's uneducated, brutish, or violent due to her half-orc heritage. She's so used to being called all kinds of things to the degree it hardly registers in the moment, but every comment still cuts and stings.

bad habit: Has accustomed herself to self-sacrifice and receiving very little in return. Doesn't expect much from anyone which can cause her to be distrustful of others intentions. Very much a mindset of "expect the worst" minus the flipside of hoping for the best.

hidden talent: A surprisingly skilled needleworker. Spent a lot of time shut away in her home growing up, and sewing/embroidery was one of the only things she and her mother did together that gave them common ground.

leisure activity: Tends to run low on social battery and go off on her own later in the day at camp. Reads, tailors her clothes, and writes poetry when no one is around. Spends a lot of time in the mornings training and keeping fit, however. Enjoys sparring with Karlach in particular since her intensity and aggressive fighting style keeps Sophie on her toes.

favorite drink: Loves a cup of warm milk with cinnamon and chamomile, not a treat she gets to enjoy often.

comfort food: She's spent a lot of time on the road eating rabbit and roughage, so any chance to indulge in sweets from the city is a blessing from the gods. Pastries filled with chocolate or cream are her favorites!

favorite person: Gale and her grew very close throughout their journey together, but she's also good friends with Wyll and Karlach. Halsin's flirtations (while flattering and flustering in equal measure) were eventually gently turned down in favor of the affections of the camp wizard and resident chef.

favored display of affection (platonic and/or romantic): She's a romantic at heart but definitely prefers simple gestures when around others. Basic things like holding hands make her warm inside. She hasn't had someone before who's proud to be with her, so even small displays of affection in public are a change of pace and very welcome.

fondest childhood memory: Her childhood was definitely not a happy one by any stretch, but she'll always remember the first day she snuck away to go past the walls of Baldur's Gate for a festival. After seeing the city from its outskirts for so long, even being in the lower city was nothing short of magical. She realized how much of the world she hadn't experienced and how much was truly out there beyond her distant mother and childhood home.

Just putting out a tag to @kelandrin to see this post because they've always been a number 1 Sophie fan and their asks have meant so much to me in the past 🥺

#bg3 #baldur's gate #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 tav #bg3 oc #tag game #sophie hours

[fractured-shield]

Hiiiiii! I would like to request a rambling about your WIP. Anything you've been wanting to talk about?? Yeah, I want to hear about that!!

omg hi!!!! hm okay let me see. i've been in the middle of redrafting the entire thing for the past few months so i am full of a multitude of very disorganized thoughts. i think i'll talk about my mc's mother bc i recently had so many good ideas about her (you can see her here)

things to know about Leithe. she's 5'5". I've spelled her name about half a dozen different ways through my drafts. she's really bad at lying. she's pan. i associate her with sunflowers and yellow chrysanthemums.

she was the child of lesser nobles in Ngelorim (one of 3 kingdoms that was later abandoned) and despite socially really not needing to do anything of the sort, she was a very outspoken peace advocate and proponent of strengthening the Alliance to include non-elves. (in this setting, elves aren't really like...better in any way? they just live a long time, and humans think they're sort of cowards and unreliable, due to the whole "abandoning kingdoms after magic eco-warfare caused a mass soil degradation speedrun" thing, which is remembered with a lot less nuance by human oral retellings.)

she was coppersmith (?) by hobby. that's very specific so idk for sure but she made jewelry of some variety and was like. passably decent at it. just for fun. she was halfway decent with a sword, I'm thinking maybe like a light sabre/rapier, again just for fun and because she liked staying active and like. queer woman's fixation on swords and all that.

she met idhren at some stuffy social event, where she was speaking about a probably-unpopular political stance. at the time, he was serving on the council in Linador (one of the other 3 kingdoms) as a mediator, or...maybe he was already on the larger Alliance council I need to redo the timeline. and he was immediately just so impressed because, you know, she didn't have to be saying any of that, it wasn't popular, but she didn't care. so naturally he Did Not Fucking Talk To Her. at least not on purpose. later that night he went outside for some fresh air (introvert social battery on 0%) and ran into her. and they hit it off, kind of bonded over people seeing only surface-level things about them. she was pissed off about only being seen as a pretty face and nobody listening to her words, and he was uncomfortable with the unwanted attention of people always pointing out his foreign Fairalmin accent.

they eventually became pretty close friends. don't worry about the timeline. hundred years or so lmao. a very "he fell first, she fell harder" type thing: he kind of always saw her as like a safe person, someone he enjoyed being around and who was entirely captivating as an aside, but he was perfectly content to leave it at that and never mention it. she'd only seen him as like, very serious in a quiet melancholy sort of way, sort of demure and whatever, and vaguely knew he'd been a low-ranking military officer before a council mediator, but at some point saw him sparring and in armor and was just like. "oh. ok cool. im very normal about this. fuck." i made a post of her with the "babygirl your enormous eyebags and just barely noticeable tremor have captivated me" meme and like. yeah.

at that point he was on the Alliance war-council thing I mentioned, and in a...well I hesitate to call it a relationship, with the general/warmaster leading it all. worked closely under him, they'd both experienced similar losses they hadn't really healed from, the warmaster wanted a purely physical distraction from the stress of war/his partner's death. again, Idhren was perfectly content to ignore his own feelings of wanting something more, but finally he did have to break it off just for his own sanity. honestly, he and Leithe (who were sort of figuring out their feelings by then) would've been okay with a casual poly thing if it'd been on the table.

anyways, in the war's aftermath they became a couple in earnest. at some point Therien (my mc) was born. she's a weird little fucker lmao i love her dearly. when Therien was 12, Leithe was part of some peace convoy during a nearby kingdom's civil war, and was killed when they were attacked.

idhren was like "oh my god i am not mentally stable enough to be responsible for raising a child in a healthy environment she needs to stay with my friend for a few years while I get through this" which like, not a great option, but the guy had been launched full force back into half-healed trauma response suicidal ideation so I can't blame him. my first book begins 5 years later, when Therien meets her father again and gets the chance to come home, right on the edge of another war, and gets to learn a lot about her parents on top of the usual teenage uncertainties.

(also thank you for letting me ramble about this it was very fun lol, I'm going to spend time reading up on your wip posts so I can ask questions about them as soon as I have a chance <3)

#fractured shield #my writing #my ocs #fantasy writing #writers on tumblr #writblr #asks

[kayforpay]

thinking about. eraserhawks.

keigo who has a little bet with himself that he can fuck any hero he meets, or at least get them to proposition him. makes it a little game to see how long it takes on meeting them at some function, never gone over 3 hours, and that was on a sting.

and obviously he Knows Of eraserhead but he doesn't work directly with a nighttime hero all that much to count it. so when they Finally talk directly one on one at some dumb little party he's like okay let's just see how long this takes

and shouta is like. barely polite. nothing different than literally anyone else at the function. makes no signs of wanting to hook up. when keigo gets a little nervous near the end of the event and offers shouta a spare room key to his hotel shouta is just like "I'm just gonna walk home, it's like, four blocks"

which leads to keigo making little personal trips to UA to meet shouta, bringing him little presents ("I got these chocolates from a cafe I like in nara ;)" "I don't like chocolate. my students will enjoy it."), trying to invite him to drinks or to spar just to get some time with him, and shouta has 0 interest. he's a busy guy

eventually keigo is just like "Look. are you straight? or are you just not picking up on this?"

and shouta just kinda laughs like. "I'm not interested in someone that cocky." which is an obvious lie because mic but see, the thing is, shouta 100% realized immediately. he's heard from other pros about keigo's habits. he's just having fun playing it out and seeing keigo get nervous about it

#kay talks a lot #bnha #this is stupid don't talk to me #I just. I Love #cocky never turned down sex symbol x someone who is simply not that into it #and then the cocky one is a little bit insane because of it #also a good kakairu sitch imo

[blackgoldaster]

Goopy Gaster Positivity

A personal pet peeve of mine is the lack of goopy gasters that stay goopy after being saved.

Just imagine:

Gaster gets saved from the void, but ends up looking exactly like a goopy mysteryman.

Sans and Alphys try to undo his goopiness, but after lots of testing, come to the conclusion that there's nothing that can be done, and he’s forced to stay in that form.

Gaster is devastated, and ends up feeling really self-conscious about his goopy body.

Sans however, doesn’t mind at all, and ends up trying to cheer Gaster up, and even ends up snuggling in Gaster’s goop once he feels comfortable enough. This ends with Gaster discovering that his goop can be positive after all.

Papyrus sort of minds, but doesn’t let his personal squicks get in the way of a monster that’s clearly in need and needs cheering up (plus he relates with the self-consciousness). Papyrus ends up giving Gaster advice on how to be almost as cool as himself while still being goopy, which Gaster very much appreciates.

Alphys feels like a failure and feels responsible for Gaster’s goopy state, so it’s Gaster that tries to insist it’s not her fault and that it’s his fault, and after a while, come to the conclusion that blaming themselves leads to nowhere, and end up bonding over their shared ‘failures’. She also introduces Gaster to her comfort anime, which Gaster becomes a fan of.

Gaster ends up befriending the Amalgamates, who teach him cool tricks you can do when goopy, such as summoning tentacles or shapeshifting. Gaster ends up being really fascinated by these tricks, and eventually, feels comfortable enough to freely shapeshift while also being happy with his natural goopy state.

Several slime monsters end up treating Gaster like he’s perfectly normal, which boosts Gaster’s self-esteem. He ends up hanging out with them and gets taught about slime culture, which Gaster ends up gaining an interest in.

Undyne thinks Gaster's body is really cool and insists on wrestling it. They end up sparring together, with Undyne trying (and failing) to get a grip on Gaster’s goopy tentacled body and end up having a really fun time. Besides that, Undyne also insists on teaching Gaster how to cook, so Gaster and Undyne end up performing what are essentially explosive chemical experiments using both edible and inedible substances.

Mettaton very much understands what Gaster is going through, and ends up insisting that Alphys creates a robot body for Gaster, which Gaster explains doesn’t actually work that way, and that he’s stuck in this form. So Mettaton does his very best to make Gaster feel fabulous anyway, teaching him some fabulous dance moves, which thanks to Gaster’s shapeshifting, ends up being pretty good at.

The first thing Asgore does is hug Gaster, ‘cause his returned memories made him realise how much he missed him, not minding the goop at all. They end up having tea together and end up venting about their sorrows, but also cheering each other up.

Toriel senses that Gaster is hurt and ends up baking snail pie for him, which as it turns out, Gaster very much likes. Toriel ends up teaching Gaster how to properly cook so that Gaster can actually make something edible for himself as well.

Sans takes Gaster to Grillby’s bar and ends up meeting Grillby. It’s unclear whether they first met before Gaster’s fall or after, either way, they end up befriending each other nicely, bonding over sign language and people not understanding them, as well as their pasts. It becomes a regular occurance of Sans and Gaster visiting Grillby’s bar to talk and sign with each other.

On the surface, Gaster gets a lot of stares from people, mostly humans. It takes a long time for Gaster to be comfortable going outside alone as well as to not care about people’s stares. Once he does however, he ends up finding the surface really interesting and learns a lot about the many sciences the surface has to offer.

If someone were to ever be mean to Gaster, he has an entire support friend group as well as a bunch of amalgamates and slime monsters who all come to defend and comfort him. This makes Gaster realise that he can in fact be happy while still being Goopy.

#Gaster #Goopy Gaster #Friendship

[giantchasm]

Random Kirby Headcanon #24

Believe it or not, Marx and the Mage Sisters get along like a house on fire.

You’d think they wouldn’t— contrasting demeanors and all, but shockingly they actually kind of adore the little sicko. Francisca and Flamberge especially think he’s hilarious.

This may come as a surprise because Marx is ‘not exactly well liked’ amongst the Dream Friends. He has a big mouth and brings chaos pretty much everywhere he goes. But to the Mage Sisters, who have a pretty edgy sense of humor themselves and are a bit rough and tumble, this is just fine. He kicks dirt in their faces or whatever and instead of getting mad, they go “OH HELL YEAH. EXCUSE TO START A FIGHT.”

Zan is slightly less tolerant of him than the other two— jokes about Hyness are where she draws the line, but even then she can’t help but admit he’s frustratingly endearing most of the time.

I think the Mage Sisters grew up… kind of learning to laugh at the things that upset them? This isn’t something Hyness did deliberately, but he conditioned them into it. He’d talk about his own trauma— his people being banished that is and laugh madly about the sheer audacity of it. Eventually they just sort of started… following in his lead, and the next thing he knew they were recounting stories of how they nearly died while cackling about it.

So Marx cracks a joke that crosses a line, and when they laugh, he’s shocked. Because this is a new response. Usually people get angry. But this is even more fun! He immediately decides these girls are the coolest people on the planet

Hilariously, this means they’re some of the only people he actually cares about making a good impression around. He wants them to think he’s cool too! When he sees them sparring for fun with their ginormous weapons, he gets immediately jealous and runs to Magolor to beg him to let him borrow his giant sword, that way he can participate.

It goes a little something like this.

Marx: Pretty please? They all have humongous weapons! I want one too! If I don’t have one, I won’t fit in!

Magolor: Since when did YOU care about impressing people?

Marx: SINCE THEY HAD GIANT BATTLEAXES THEY SKEWER EACH OTHER WITH!

Magolor: I also have a big sword and you never try to impress me!

Marx: Well, YEAH. Because you’re ‘good,’ AKA boring now and whenever I ask you to stab me with it you say “No,” and that “Kirby would be very disappointed in you!” THESE chicks are still willing to spill my blood across the pavement.

Magolor: …Alright, fine. But you have to promise me you won’t break the sword.

Marx: Magolor, the fact that you’ve said that means I’m going to break it deliberately now <3 KTHANKSBYE!

Magolor: OKAY. HAVE FUN THEN .

#kirby #sack’s kirbyverse

[yellowhollyhock]

No but wait also!!

I just recently read the Mirage Return to New York trilogy, and it’s interesting that Raph and Leo’s roles are switched

Their fight at the beginning is because Raph wants to go back to NYC, while Leo has been keeping them lying low at the farm. Basically it boils down to, they’re both going through some stuff and disagree about timing which blows up way more than it needed to, Raph insults Leo as a leader, Leo tried to spar him into submission and loses, Raph leaves, the others eventually follow him back to the city and they all fight together.

Also in this it’s Donnie who says “we aren’t the guardians of society, Raphael. We never were.” Which is more or less what 03 Splinter and Raph are trying to say to Leo in the City at War arc. And it’s such a tragic sentiment in both because these teenagers are just trying so hard to do the right thing and being thrust into a hero role. And usually in the tv shows it’s a little more simplified but even still being Heroes isn’t treated as always being a Morally Correct thing. But it’s the role they have and they’ve got to do the best they can with it. (Doing the right thing is difficult, sometimes even knowing the right thing is difficult, the story doesn’t give answers it shows us an admirable struggle. Yes I am reading way too much into a fun story about talking turtles. What of it.) In this Mirage story Michelangelo is the only one who’s really seeing both sides.

Also Raph’s “Leo’s lost it… he’s scared. He can no longer lead us.” Like yeah that’s kinda harsh but also. Connects him to 03 because because they’re just worried about Leo, that is so much the basis for Raph’s actions so much of the time—

I love them so much I love how Raph and Leo mirror each other and both try to protect the whole world and their family all by themselves, I love Donnie being gentle at heart but also their secret weapon with a Killer Spirit, I love Michelangelo seeing all of his brothers when they can’t see each other. I love how these traits show up differently in each iteration.

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt mirage #i care them a normal amount

[moonbyulsstuff]

Can I request a Xiaolong X Fem Reader headcannons?

Dating Xiaolong Headcannons.

Female Reader.

Requested by: @crustiana

Request Rules.

Masterlist.

I hope you like it! :D

When the two of you first start dating, he didn't know what to do. He was never in a relationship before so this was his first.

He would look up on the internet or ask, well to be honest, he can't really ask anyone since they have no experience in romance whatsoever.

So Xiaolong asked you, what your likes and interest and dislikes.

He would surprise you with your favorite things out of the blue.

But if you didn't like surprising gift every time, he would try other stuff.

He's every awkward when the two of you first kiss, so you had to take initiate and engaged it first. It left him flustered as he hid his face behind his hands.

If you ever feel upset, he would hug you or cuddle you until you feel better or would cook you, your favorite food.

He's very overprotective of you.

Someone flirts with you? Xiaolong is ready to kill them.

Someone made fun of you or upset you? Xialoong has his weapon ready.

And when you are in your period, he would be with you. Comforting you, knowing that it's hurting and just wants to be in bed all day.

So he would have heating pads, your favorite foods, and him in bed, ready to cuddle you until you feel better.

But it's sometimes hard for the two of you to go on a date, considering he's Vivi personal bodyguard and he has to be by her side all the time.

Which lead to some insecurities about you relationship with Xiaolong because of this and how busy he is.

Which leads to arguments and Xiaolong feeling guilty about it, he knows that this was what he was supposed to do since birth. But now, he's feeling like this role he has, is affecting his relationship with you.

So he would try and make it up to you by, giving you gifts but it wasn't enough to make it up the lost time.

Since gifts doesn't really mean anything to you if he's never by your side even just for a day.

Of course, Vivi notices how gloomy Xiaolong has been and found out what has been happening which she feels guilty a lot.

Thinking she has some fault on what has happening with your relationship, so she offered Xiaolong a few days.

He was in shock but accepted it, so he used those days off to make it up to you.

Taking you to an amusement park, aquarium, to the beach and etc.

Just basically doing whatever the hell you want to make it up for the lost time the two of you had.

If the two of you ever got into an argument, he would give you time to cool your head or waits until you are calm and then speaks to you and vice versa.

He never gets physical or aggressive when the two of you argue, his voice would be low and annoyed and just trying to keep his anger down since he doesn't want to shout at you.

Would he want a child? Probably? There's a 50/50 ratio that he wants and doesn't want to.

He wants to because he wants to spend the rest of his life with you but also because of his job, he knows it would be hard.

It was already making time with you, but with a child? It would be hard.

I think we all have seen Xiaolong new hairstyle, the cause would you, you wanted to style Xiaolong hair in a new style which took a while but he eventually agreed.

If you were good at fighting, the two of you would spar on your free time. He would always go easy on you because he doesn't want to hurt you and because he loves you too much. Which gets you mad so he promised to not go eays on you.

If you were in any danger, Xiaolong would restless, and would try to find where you are, and would kill the person who put you in danger.

Xiaolong would praise you if you were having body insecurities, he would kiss every part of your body while whispering to you on how beautiful you look.

An when the two of you were in the beach, you had showed up in a bathing suit. He was flustered on how beautiful you look, he would try and look away but it wasn't helping that you were clinging to him the entire time.

But saw how many guys were staring at you, so he covered your body with his shirt and buttoned it all up.

But swore he saw flowers once he saw how big it looks on you, you just look so cute, he thought his heart stop beating for a moment.

Xiaolong, is very much a simp to you and would do anything for you.

One of the best boyfriends.

#lookism #lookism headcanon #female reader #x female reader #headcanons #requested #xiaolong #🌙moonbyulsstuff works #xiaolong x female reader