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dcxdpdabbles · 10 months

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DC x DP fic idea: Love Among Fans

Damian Wayne would be the first to admit he had difficulty connecting to others his age. The only thing he knew well was the unforgiving bloodlust of battle and while that helped him fight as Robin it didn't mean it made a well liked Robin.

Civilians flinched away from him, and Police officers stood weary around him. He cares not for the crooks' opinion of him, but he knew it is low.

Worse, other teenage heroes didn't like him around. The Teen Titans had rejected his membership after the three months trial run. Young Justice made excuses after the first two. Even the Outlaws said he was too much to be around, and Todd ran that one.

Of course, his brothers did their best to let him down gently but they could not force the rest of their teams to accept him.

That's why Jon meant so much to him. His best friend had been displeased initially with Damian's behavior, but he had been willing to still get to know him.

Jon had the patience of a Saint. He discovered what worked for Damian and how to help him breach the gaps between them. Damian knew little of what he had missed as a kid, but Jon never made him feel less for it. He carefully explained, opening his world to wondrous new things and Damian tried them all because Jon asked him to.

There was very little he wouldn't do for Jon.

"Have you ever read fanfiction?'" Jon asked one afternoon in the Kryptonian's room.

"No." He grunts, knowing the other wouldn't take offense to the short reply.

Jon smiles, pushing the tablet he had been scrolling on. "You should! This is my current favorite. It's about the show Space Ninjas, you like."

Damian appreciated the show's art and animation, so he took the tablet and clicked on the first chapter. Jon pulled out his phone, and got comfortable on his bed as Damian read.

And read and read and read.

Three days later, he lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, unsure how to deal with real life until the author posted another chapter. He been texting Jon about the story and hosting over amazing character interpretation, theories on what the upcoming twist would be and just about how amazing this piece of art is.

Jon sent back multiple reaction gifs and links to the author's blog, where fans had posted art of the fic. Damian scrolled through them, amazed by how well every piece was, and his eyes caught the drawing Tabet Drake given him a year ago that he had ignored for his paints.

After a moment of thinking, he picked it up, hooked up his computer, and tried to draw the one scene that made the whole fic his newest obsession.

It took three days before he was satisfied with the results. He showed Jon who gushed over it for hours. He convinced him to open a blog to post it and when Damian couldn't bring himself to, Jon tagged the writer in it.

The writer sent him a heartfelt message equally moved by his drawings as Damian was by his writing.

It was the start of his second friendship.

Over time Damian drew more and more. His fanart blog grew in followers as his skills sharpened with practice. He made more pieces of other fanfiction he read, but he always fell back to making unique fan art for GlaxeyAstronaut.

He and GlaxeyAstronaut chatted for years. He didn't know his real name- he could find it easily enough with the Batcomputer but felt it would ruin things if he did- but he knew about him. His online friend was the same age as, Damian, who identified as male, had an older sister and two scientist parents, lived Minnesota and dreamed of being a astronaut.

Damian likewise told him things about himself, mindful never of revealing anything that could pinpoint him a Wayne. And that's how their relationship was for two years.

The writer and his artist.

At one point, Jon had pointed out that Damian messaged GlaxeyAstronaut daily and talked about him just as much. He pointed out how Damian's heart beat raised whenever he saw that silly icon on his notification. He pointed out how flustered he became when he read GlaxeyAstronaut's messages.

But Damian ignored him beacuse surely he was only excited to have two whole friends now.

When they turned fourteen, things changed. GlaxeyAstronaut stopped replying to his message for a week, nearly causing Damian to go find him as Robin until his friend returned to the chat room with a short "I had an accident in my parent's lab. Electric accident. It was bad. It is bad. I may not be able to get on here as much"

His friend became somewhat distant after that, replying three or four days after. Damian figured it was because he was recovering from his accident. Still he tried to be there for him and one day, almost a year after GlaxeyAstronaut's accident he received the message.

"I can't be an Astronaut. My heart will always be too slow to apply"

Damian stared at the words feeling ice cold. Being an Astronaut had always been his friend's dream since he was five, and he could point at the glowing dots to his parents on a camping trip. The fact a medical condition acquired from a lab accident ruined it just left Damain feeling cheated.

He had no idea what GlaxeyAstronaut must feel but he guess far worst.

He had sent a message asking GlaxeyAstronaut if he wanted to call him and talk about it without much thought . They had never done a voice call before, never wanting to breach that uncharted area of online and real life friendship.

But GlaxeyAstronaut agreed, and hesitantly, Damian sent him a link to a chat room with a call option.

The call connected, and the two spoke about the writer's condition how the electricity had run amok in his body, slowing his heart and killing him for a few seconds until his friends were able to bring him back using CPR.

When that became too heavy, they switched to their favorite shows, then brainstormed ideas for collaboration and everything else under the sun.

Damian felt like no time had passed when Father came to warn him to get ready to head out soon, and GlaxeyAstronaut told him he should get started on his homework anyway.

"My name is Danny, by the way," the voice from his speaker said softly. "You don't have to tell me your name. I just....thank you for listening. My best friends and sister hear me but they don't listen to what I saw about.....the accident. It means a lot to me."

"You are most welcome" He pauses for a few seconds before he tacks on "My name is Damian. It is a honor to meet you Danny"

He heard the other boy laugh before the call disconnected any Damian was left staring at his ceiling like he did three years ago.

Back then, Damian's life had changed upon discovering fanfiction and fandoms. Today his life changed upon the startling discovery that Jon had been trying to tell him since he was twelve.

He had a crush on Danny.

How would ge deal with this?

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Love Among Fans #part 1 #dead serious #Damian and Danny were one friends for two years before Phantom #Jon and Damian friendship

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reysdriver · 9 months

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Can I ask a Steve Harrington x shy!reader where she has a locket that represents him (like the initial SH) and she always wears it but under her shirt so that no one can see? One day, Steve comes home to find her asleep, he smiles and leans to kiss her but then finds out her little secret. Just fluff:)

steve finds a sweet surprise when sneaking into your bedroom to see you — steve x gn!reader fluff

warnings: none:)

words: 1.1k

a/n: this was supposed to be a little tiny blurb idk what happened lmao but I hope you like it!

Steve was supposed to be there at 11 o’clock sharp.

He had promised you that as soon as the arcade closed and all the boys were dropped off at home, he’d be sneaking up into your room without a sound. ‘Like a ninja’ were his exact words; and maybe it was your fault for assuming ninjas were punctual.

You had given him a little grace period, maybe twenty minutes where he could come and you wouldn’t be upset with him. An hour after that ended, you decided you weren’t even going to wait anymore. If Steve was willing to wait that long to see you, he could wait even longer.

You decided to change into a pair of pyjamas instead of staying in your normal clothes all night and then get ready for bed. After turning out your lights and closing your curtains, you tucked yourself in and quickly fell asleep.

Unluckily, Steve had arrived just a few minutes after you dozed off. He cursed himself quietly when he saw your curtains drawn—already knowing you’d be pissed at him for being late—then tumbled over your windowsill since he was using one hand to palm away the hanging fabric. As he was climbing, he noticed you were asleep and was shocked that you stayed in your state despite the thud he made when he hit the ground. He was thankful you didn’t wake, though; he didn’t want your morning grumpiness on top of your anger at him for not showing up on time.

When he walked towards your bed, a smile graced his face at the closer sight of your peaceful figure. He wondered what you were dreaming about, and of course he hoped it was him.

Steve crouched down to plant a kiss on your forehead before pausing and contemplating what he should do. He pondered staying, but he didn’t want to be the kind of creep who sneaks into girls’ beds when they’re sleeping—even if you were dating. Then he thought about sleeping on the floor, but he didn’t want to deal with back pain when he’s already on his feet all day. So, he decided that he’d write a nice note, promise to take you out for a make-up date tomorrow night, then leave the same way he came.

He sauntered over to the desk across from your bed so he could borrow a pen and piece of paper, then carefully avoided picking the stationery he remembered you calling ‘the expensive stuff’. Personally, he doesn’t understand why anyone would buy writing supplies when they were always just laying around somewhere, but he didn’t judge you.

Steve started the note out by addressing it and drawing no less than five hearts around your name. Then he got straight to the apology. He wasn’t sure how much he should say, so he just told himself that he’d explain, apologise, and promise to make it up to you until his hand started cramping—and he did just that. He signed his name at the bottom of the page, then capped your pen and thought about where to put it.

His first thought was to leave it on your pillow, but then he got worried about you smudging it in your sleep and not reading what he wrote, so he went with his next thought of your nightstand. He would leave it by your alarm clock, leave, then you would find it in the morning and all would be okay. But a shiny object on the night table caught his attention and delayed his plan.

You always wore a gold locket, but you never showed the inside to anyone. All your friends had tried to guess, saying everything from a magazine cutout of Rob Lowe to a single brown m&m, but you never revealed it.

And now here that necklace was, right in front of Steve, and he couldn’t resist looking. As worried as he was that you’d be mad at him for peeking, he told himself that you’d never find out and it was only a tiny peek. So, he placed the note on the nightstand, and swapped it for the necklace.

As tough as the decision was on whether he should look or leave it alone, the locket itself was actually quite easy to open. And once he saw the picture, his heart swelled at least two sizes and he wished he had looked before now.

It was a tiny black and white picture of him that was cut out from the school newspaper. He remembers the exact photo, too. It was his last meet with the Hawkins High swim team, and he had tried harder than ever to win. After finishing the half mile distance a second before the rival school, he was completely exhausted.

Your boyfriend came out of the water, and barely got to sit down for a minute before some skinny sophomore had come up wanting to take a picture of him and the rest of the team for the school paper. He had initially told the kid the buzz off, but you had reminded him how hard he worked, and that this might be the last time he ever gets to be in the newspaper, and he reluctantly got up to pose with the rest of his peers.

He smiled quickly, then went back to the bench to sit with you, grumbling about how he probably looks like he’s about to pass out in the photo. You laughed, but assured him that you saw his smile and he actually looked like a million bucks.

He tried arguing, but you fed his ego by reminding him a million times of how pretty he always looks and that the picture was no exception. A few days later, the paper came out and you pointed it out as soon as you saw it.

“See?” You said with a sigh. “The hottest Hawkins High swim champ ever. I’m gonna keep this forever, it’s such a good picture of you.”

Steve didn’t know you actually kept it for this long. He honestly assumed you threw it out the next day, and he certainly didn’t expect you to keep it after graduation. He stroked the edge of the locket with his thumb and wondered when you put the picture in the locket and just how often you looked at it.

The smile on his face wasn’t going anywhere at this point, and it likely wouldn’t leave until he fell asleep.

He closed the locket and put it back right where he found it, then leaned down to push the hair from your face and kissed your cheek. He whispered a ‘goodnight, sleep tight, baby’ and walked across the room to crawl out through your window.

Steve wouldn’t tell you about what he saw tonight, but he was sure he’d never stop thinking about it.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fic #stranger things #stranger things fluff #xena's requests

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lovebugism · 9 months

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Bugggggg, my dear! I need to know what happens when Eddie climbs through that window with Gareth sisterrr!!!

thanks for being so patient while i wrote a part two! hope you like it!! — the one where eddie sneaks into his best friend's step-sister's bedroom, stealthy like a ninja tw for allusions to smut (2.7k, find part one here)

bug's summer fic fest ♡

Eddie shows up at your house at eleven, even though you told him to be there at midnight.

He couldn’t wait the extra hour to see you. It felt like it was eons away — a whole lot more than just sixty minutes. After dealing all day in ninety-degree heat, he was aching to rest his tired bones next to yours. His thoughts of you weren’t even sinful — which isn’t something he can say very often.

The way he yearned for you was innocent, palpable, and suffocating. Like honey or the summer sun. It was something sticky and sweet, nostalgic and boyish.

It’s why he parks three houses down, just like you asked him to, and why he scales the trellis of your bedroom window with all the finesse of a dog on roller skates.

You left your light on for him like you promised— a glowing yellow let he climbs towards. Your window is open, too. Eddie gets all twisted up in your lace curtains when he finally reaches the second story. His ankle gets caught in the pane. He catches himself before he tumbles to the ground entirely, his palms melting into your carpeted floor.

Half-stuck in your window, Eddie’s wide eyes flit around your bedroom. You’re nowhere to be found, but some upbeat pop song plays on the radio on the dresser beside a shut door — the bathroom, maybe.

“You are the dancing, young and sweet, only seventeen!” Your voice is muffled as you sing along to the words. You sound like sunshine in the middle of a cool summer night.

With the knowledge that he didn’t make a complete fool of himself in front of you or anybody else, he crawls the rest of the way in and stands in the middle of your pretty pink bedroom.

It’s as girly as you are, filled with everything grownups convince children they’re supposed to hate when they get older — teddy bears, dolls, and other heart-sharped trinkets. Everything’s frilly and pale pink, delicate like you.

The door clicks open. Eddie’s eyes widen when you and a warm steam comes spilling out. The smell of roses and vanilla twirls out just like you do. Clad only in a too big Fleetwood Mac t-shirt, and with wet hair dripping down your back, you sing into your hair brush.

“You can dance! You can jive! Having the time of your life—” You cut yourself off when you realize Eddie’s standing in the middle of your bedroom. You don’t scream, but you feel sort of like your heart has stopped as your hand flies to your mouth. “Oh, my god!”

“Sorry!” the boy apologizes through his laughter, palms spread out ahead of him in surrender. “I’m— I’m sorry. I should’ve… I should’ve knocked.”

You’re still a bit too frightened to laugh at his joke. You bring your palm from your mouth to your racing heart and exhale a sigh of relief. “You weren’t supposed to be here until midnight.”

Eddie beams when you rush to turn down your music, only because you aren’t looking at him to see it. Instead of telling you he couldn’t wait that long to see you, he jokes, “Oh, is it not twelve yet? My watch must be an hour fast.”

“Or maybe you just don’t know how to tell time, Eighty-Six,” you tease with a bright grin.

Eddie’s brows raise beneath his curly bangs. His own smile curls at his pink lips at your harsh joke. It comes from a too-pretty face for him to take offense to it.

He wraps you in his arms when you walk over to him. His palms spread along your hips as your arms wrap around his neck. He tries not to shiver when your fingers trace the wild curls at the base of his neck.

“Well, that’s not very nice of you, now is it, princess?” he asks in the same sarcastic tone.

“Or maybe you just really wanted to see me?” you follow up with an innocuous shrug and a hopeful glint in your eye.

Eddie scoffs. “That is very presumptuous of you, sweetheart.”

“It’s only presumptuous if I’m wrong— which I know I’m not, so…”

“You sound very sure of yourself,” he quips with narrowed eyes.

You meet his look with a grin. “‘Cause I can read you like a book, Eddie Munson.”

You rise on the tips of your toes, pressing yourself further into him with the intent to taste his lips. He stops you before you get the chance.

His chin jerks back, though it’s not exactly intentional. With your chest more intently pushed against his own, he can feel much more of you than he’s used to. Your stiff nipples are crushed between both of your bodies. His brain short-circuits accordingly.

Eddie covers it up with a mischievous smile. “No bra?”

“It’s your fault,” you pout, not swayed by his teasing.

“Is it?”

You nod, wide-eyed like you’re all innocent. “You got here too early. I was gonna put on makeup and a pretty dress for you and everything…”

Though Eddie’s heart swells at the thought, he shakes his head in response. The bridge of his nose scrunches as his hands rise from your waist. His palms are warm along your blushing cheeks.

“I like you better like this,” he confesses quietly.

“Really?” you ask with pinched brows.

He shrugs. “Yeah. I mean, I love your glitter and skirts and your… everything, but… I don’t know. I think you look pretty like this, too.”

Your chest warms so suddenly, you think your heart might be melting.

No one’s ever said anything like that to you before — not that you weren’t pretty, but that you were still pretty even when you aren’t trying to be.

A heavy feeling swells behind your ribcage that makes you feel like crying.

“You don’t have to be so nice to me, you know?” you joke with a halfhearted laugh. “I’m already obsessed with you.”

His own chuckle spills from his pink mouth. “I’m being serious.”

“If you wanted a blowjob, you coulda just said—”

Your grin is wide and mischievous, full of candor, as your hands leave his neck and fall to the silver buckle of his leather belt. The giddy smile fades when his fingers curl around your wrists to stop you.

Eddie’s eyes fly open wide. His mouth falls softly agape, as though surprised by your forwardness, though he knows he should be used to it now. He stammers. “We don’t— I mean, we don’t have to—”

You step back like you’ve burned him. Your features flood in a similar horror. “Oh, sorry— I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have… I shouldn’t have assumed—”

“It’s okay,” Eddie assures with a soft laugh to quell your worry. He chases you when you part from him and takes your wringing hands in his larger ones. “I know most guys sneaking into a girl’s room usually want one thing, so… It’s kinda my fault, actually.”

“And you don’t… You don’t want that?” you question with a furrow to your brow.

“No, I do! Trust me. I do, I just…” he trails off with a sigh. His chin tilts to his chest as he peers at you from beneath his lashes. There’s a twinkle in the deep chocolate of his eye. “I’d rather it be more romantic than, you know— than this.”

His hand motions somewhere beside him. You figure he’s referring to the scuff marks his sneakers left on your lace curtains.

You smile sheepishly as his wide palms engulf your own. “I wanna take things slow with you and… treat you right and everything…”

“That is very old-fashioned of you, Eddie Munson,” you croon lowly as you lean back into him. Your hands entwine when your chests push together all over again. His long fingers slot between yours as the tip of your nose traces the bridge of his.

“Maybe…” he hums in a sigh, the breath of it fanning over your chin. It smells like cigarettes and spearmint gum. “But also, if I’m gonna fuck you, I don’t want us to have to be quiet, you know?”

His eyes narrow with a mischievous squint when you part from him. You meet his smirk with a beam.

“Like I said… Such a gentleman.”

You go in for a kiss, and this time he lets you.

It’s much deeper than the one you shared behind the 7/11, but still just as pure. It’s full of honey and sunshine — your floral perfume and his muskier cologne — your candied breath and his nicotine-coated one. It’s filled with the innocence leftover from your lingering girlhood and his boyhood, both of which you’ve yet to grow out of.

It makes his mouth taste that much sweeter. It makes his lips that much softer. It makes you want to kiss the breath from his lungs, and it makes him want to swallow you whole.

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A breeze billows through the open window you forgot to close the night before.

It smells like freshly cut grass and early morning dew and vaguely like teenage boy. It feels like silk as it rolls across your bed, though it’s cold enough to make you rouse.

You feel the weight of Eddie Munson on your ribcage before you open your eyes to see him.

Your gaze is slow to clear, heavy with honey. You find the wild-haired boy snoozing on your stomach — long lashes brushing the apples of his cheeks, face smushed into your t-shirt, pink mouth agape to exhale soft snores against your ribs. The sight of him like this makes you feel a bit like you’re dreaming.

The two of you settled into bed some hours after midnight, equally fatigued after an intense bout of nonstop conversation. You’d been sharing a single pillow then, and trying very hard not to kiss him.

“Wake me up before sunrise, will you?” he’d told you as his eyes drifted closed.

Your brows pinched together. “For what?”

“So I can leave before everyone in your house knows I’m here,” the boy scoffed in a tired laugh. “Don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea, you know?”

You didn’t know what he meant by that. But rather than ask him, your brain shouted its own understanding at you — a blinking neon sign that was virtually unmissable.

He must not want to be seen with me, the voice tells you. Maybe this isn’t as serious as I was hoping it’d be. Maybe we just have the night together, and maybe I have to be grateful I got it at all.

As though he could read your mind, a half-asleep Eddie Munson patched together your breaking heart without trying. “Don’t want your parents to think I’m just trying to get in your pants or somethin’… Also I’m pretty Gareth would kill me if he knew I spent the night here.”

He exhales a weary chuckle, and you force yourself to do the same.

It was never about you, but rather about the lingering implication that looked rather daunting from afar.

The town freak sneaks into the bedroom of the local princess, and it’s certainly not to slay some sleeping dragon. It was a headline waiting to happen. No one would believe you if you told them Eddie was more interested in the stories behind each of your stuffies than he was in what your body looked like under your clothes.

You drifted off alongside him, expecting at least one of you to rouse before the sun came up. You quickly found that waking up from the best night’s sleep of your life was practically impossible. And with the way Eddie slumbers so soundly against your stomach, you figure he must be a lot of the same.

A smile quirks the corners of your lips as you look down at the sleeping boy. It’s too filled with exhaustion to be evident, but the sentiment is there and swirling like burning embers in your chest.

Eddie rises and falls with each of your even breaths. His heavier ones are sighed in time with yours. He’s heavy like a weighted blanket. You hardly notice the burden of him now, but you’d feel the lack of him if he were gone.

Ornery umber curls fall over his face, sticking to his cheek and his mouth. You reach down to sweep them away with a gentle hand, jerking back when Eddie huffs and shifts against you.

“Shit. Sorry,” you apologize in a whisper. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”

The boy sighs deeply through his nose and smushes his face back into your stomach. Still half-asleep, he slurs, “’S okay. Keep doing that. It felt good.”

You exhale a breathy laugh and return your hand to his hair. Your fingers dance through the curls at the crown of his head as you massage his scalp. You feel the warmth of his sigh when it fans against you, and you smile.

“Sorry for not waking you up,” you confess in your second apology of the morning.

Eddie’s breath jerks suddenly. You think it must be his drowsy laughter. “‘M sorry for using you like a pillow all night.”

“I kinda liked that, actually,” you admit with a scrunched nose and distant smile.

The boy lifts his cheek from your stomach and replaces it with his chin. He grins at you — plush, pink, and heavy like syrup. His chocolate eyes are a lot of the same. They’re swollen with sleep but twinkling with early morning adoration nonetheless.

“And I’m glad you didn’t wake me up, so… I guess we’re even then, huh?”

He rises with a grunt. The mattress shifts under his weight as he leans his lankier body against yours. He props himself on the forearms he lays on either side of your head. His nose nudges against the tip of yours. You’re moments away from tilting your chin and pressing your mouth against his, morning breath and all, but a knock at your door throws a wrench in your plans.

“Mom wants to know if you want pancakes,” Gareth calls from the other side of the entrance.

“Yes, please!” you singsong in response.

You’d be an idiot to turn them down. Gareth’s mom makes the best breakfast this side of Indiana has ever seen. You figure you’ll have to find a way to smuggle some to Eddie before he leaves, so his lips will taste like your favorite food when you kiss him goodbye. Maybe that’ll hold you over until you can sneak him in again—

“What about you, Eddie?” Gareth calls again with a knowing inflection in his muffled voice.

It makes the both of you freeze.

Eddie hardens like a rock on top of you, and not in the way that you’re used to.

His eyes widen as he looks down at you, finding nothing but your own look of gaping horror. You shake your head at him — a silent plea to stay silent — even though you know that Gareth is somehow aware of his best friend’s company.

Eddie’s brain short circuits, and the words spill out before he can stop them. “Uh… Nope! I’m— I’m good.”

“Suit yourself…”

The boy’s footsteps recede down the hallway.

Eddie exhales an embarrassed groan as his head falls to your shoulder. He tucks himself into the nook of your neck with the intent to hide there. His soft, untamed curls tickle the skin of your chin and jaw.

Despite your own lingering mortification, your hands curl under his arms and sprawl along his shoulder blades — keeping him intently pressed against you. “How did he…?”

“I don’t know,” Eddie laughs against your skin before you can finish the question. His face finds yours again, and he shrugs. “I mean… I guess I wasn’t as stealthy as I thought when I climbed through your window.”

“Really?” you hum. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“It was your curtains. They were trying to kill me, princess, I swear.”

“Well… At least, now we don’t have to worry about telling him,” you reason, even though your voice trembles.

Eddie’s grin wavers just the same. “Yeah, let’s hope he doesn’t punch me over pancakes and orange juice or something today.”

Your head tilts to your shoulder as you smile up at him. Your hands fall from his shoulders to cup his jaw. “I’d patch you up,” you promise quietly as you pull him down for a kiss.

Eddie gravitates toward you like he was made to do it. His mouth falls agape to accept your own before he realizes. You taste like flowers and early morning and the rest of his life.

A punch in the face would be worth it if he meant he got to taste you forever.

#published by bug #eddie munson x reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things imagine #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfiction #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfiction #bug's summer fic fest!

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hippolotamus · 4 months

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Fuck it Friday/Last Line Challenge 🌻

Last night, there I am, lovingly thinking of having enough energy to write on my current WIPs, when @pirrusstuff and I start discussing cowboy boots. Specifically ones with sunflowers on them. And that, friends, is how we ended up here. Please accept this brain dump of words in which Buck is the local livestock vet that Eddie Diaz absolutely cannot stand, but is forced to deal with.

“Bobby.” Eddie’s tone borders on a whine. “There’s nothing else you can do?” “‘Fraid not. I’ve pulled out every trick I know. Ya gotta call him.” Bobby pauses for what Eddie’s certain is only dramatic effect. “Unless, of course, you want her to get an infection or, more realistically, die.” Eddie sighs and lets his head drop between his shoulders. He knows Bobby’s right, even had a feeling it might come to this before Bobby started throwing him nervous glances when Lola didn’t appear to be progressing. Unfortunately, now, there’s no time to waste on Eddie’s petty grudge. Without looking up from where he’s crouched next to his very pregnant, very distressed mare, Eddie holds his hand out expectantly. “Already dialed for you,” Bobby says, a little too smugly, handing him the phone. “‘Lo?” The familiar voice answers, sounding like he’s chewing. Logically, Eddie knows it’s just coincidental timing, but it still feels like a purposeful slight. “Buckley, I’ve got a mare in labor, stalled. Between me and Nash we’ve tried everything we can think of, but we’re gonna need a hand here.” There’s a long pause that would make him think they got disconnected except for the loud crunching. “Huh,” Buck finally says. “So there is something you can’t do.” “Are you coming or not?” Eddie spits back. He can practically hear the smirk forming on Buck’s lips. “Don't worry, sunshine. Be right there.”

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#sobs quietly #please i cannot have more WIPs #also i don't know a thing about horses or their care #hippos do not know the ways of equine #this should be interesting #buddie wip #eddie really hates buck's stupid face #and the stupid sunflowers on his stupid cowboy boots #why does that idiot have to be the only vet in town?#at least he's competent #and his ass looks amazing in those jeans #and oh shit does eddie *really* hate him?#i think we all know the answer to that #hippo writes #fuck it friday #fic: sweetest of the sunflowers

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inactivewattpadauthor · 2 months

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Johnny Cage x Celebrity Reader

~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tonight's walk with your celebrity peer was supposed to calm you after the shitshow of an interview you had as a guest on a television host show.

Maybe the walk wasn't helping because the flickering street annoyed your senses. Or you could see the stars to a bare minimum due to light pollution.

This area is where famous or rich people commonly reside, so it's what you indirectly asked for.

"I don't get why you're surprised, Y/n. Her last name literally is a few letters off from spelling 'Degenerate'. I told you she was going to ask questions like those." Your beloved doucebag friend tries to console you. You didn't know if he was even making it worse.

"Okay, I know what you said before, Cage! I wasn't actually expecting her to just- I don't know- blurt out my personal business and try to put me on the spot." You glared at him.

"Did you not watch when Swift was-"

"Let's not talk about that." You cut him off and kept walking down the street with him, trying to brush off the embarrassment and anger.

After a brief moment of silence, Johnny sighs. "Honestly, don't take what she said to heart. Coming from me, you're amazing!"

Getting a genuine compliment from the famous actor Johnny Cage was something many can't achieve.

"Coming from you, I guess that makes me feel better." You smile a bit. "Anyways, how is the set on Ninja Mime goi-"

"Are you Y/n L/n?!" Both of you hear someone scream ahead. So much for a quiet night walk...

There stood some guy who looked around your age, looking very surprised to see you. Only you, he didn't seem to acknowledge Cage.

"Oh, erm, good evening!" You offered a shy smile. Still becoming a growing celebrity, you weren't quite use to interacting with fans. Despite being on stage a few times, but it's partially different.

The fan ran to you, making you tense up in alert, but he only extended out a hand.

To you, it wasn't a big deal to give a fan a simple handshake, not until he said something unnecessarily random.

"Wow, you looked a lot slimmer in your photos."

It just didn't click until you noticed him looking you up and down which made you pretty uncomfortable.

And that comment alone made Johnny take his sunglasses off to eye the boy in a disgusted manner. Unfortunately, it didn't end there.

Retrieving your hand away and brushing it on your clothes, you let out a fake laugh before you and Johnny moved along past.

"Well, nice to meet you. I wish you a goodnight." You politely dismissed.

The fan frowned just before speeding in front of you. "Wait! Can I maybe get your phone number? Or you can follow me on my social media! I pretty much have everything you got-"

"Ohh, no thanks! Sweet of you, but I'm okay!" You smile wider, getting more uncomfortable to the point you reached for your friend's hand for comfort or perhaps help.

"But-"

"Hey, buddy, she said no! Go back to your room and jerk it!" Johnny snapped, pulling you behind him to be protective.

The fan didn't take lightly to the confrontation. "I wasn't talking to you! Your movies fucking suck!"

You grimaced, knowing that one was a strike to Johnny's ego. You butt in before it escalates further.

"If I take a picture with you, would you be happy with that?" You asked the obsessed male, patting Johnny so he moves out your way. He still kept an irritated glare on the boy.

"Sure, I'd like that. But can I still get your-"

Johnny pulls you away before the boy finishes his greedy requests. "Lesson thirty-six, you offer a fan one thing, you give them EVERYTHING."

Before you even replied, the fan tries grabbing you back which made you panic.

Letting out a yelp, Johnny was alerted and did not hesitate to punch the creep. The delivered hit caused the fan to fall on the concrete, a little red fluid leaking from his nose and covering a bit of his teeth.

"You don't ever touch her! I don't care if you're her biggest fan!" Cage scolded loudly at the fan who seemed pretty knocked out after that single hit.

You let out a relieved sigh. You didn't exactly want the fan to get hurt, but no matter now, he's going to leave you alone now.

"Come on, we'll get you back to your condo." Johnny calmly tells you, wrapping an arm around you and escorting you away.

For a douchebag, he was a pretty loveable friend. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

#mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mk imagine #mortal kombat imagines #mk headcanons #mortal kombat headcanons #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #goddesswritings

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guplia · 3 days

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My third fic for @badthingshappenbingo!

Fandom: Ninjago

Trope: Rendered Mute

Also available on AO3!

A Voice Gone With the Wind

It was another night in Ninjago City, and Lloyd was going to go to bed in peace.

It had been a week, but it was still hard to believe that Cole was no longer a ghost. Lloyd was really happy for his brother because he personally could not imagine watching all your friends grow old while you stay the same age forever. And not being able to touch water! That's torture!

Little did Lloyd know, tonight he was gonna learn what real torture was.

He entered the bathroom, and locked the door because he knew from unfortunate experience that someone was bound to open the door. He hadn't even made a move yet when the lights turned off. Okay, no big deal. As long as the Bounty's engine was still working everything would be just fine. And Lloyd couldn't hear any screams or feel himself descending so it was just a small problem. But as he couldn't see anything, he had to get out of the bathroom and use it when the power came back. He unlocked the door and tried to open it, but it wouldn't budge.

Okay. Just call someone. Lloyd opened his mouth to scream ‘HELLO?’ when someone gagged him with a cloth and handcuffed him with what was most likely vengestone. The blond turned around and was able to see his enemy as he was holding a lit matchstick. Morro. How…?

Lloyd made muffled noises when Morro spoke up. “If you make even the quietest noise, I'll punish you. I know what you're thinking. Let me explain.” He smirked. “Long story short, I became a human again by entering the rift before Cole did.”

He hung Lloyd to the pole that held the curtains for the bathtub. “Now I'm so sick of you. I never got to have my revenge for not letting me get my rightfully earned role as the Green Ninja! Speaking of which, I think you can handle a little pain… right?”

Before Lloyd could understand what he meant, a muffled scream came out of his mouth as he felt a knife digging through his skin. “Shut up!” Morro yelled. He dragged the knife through Lloyd's torso, but not enough to hit any vital organs. Lloyd screamed again. Morro grabbed him by the collar. “If you make one more noise, there will be consequences.”

He kept ripping Lloyd's skin with the knife, and the blond kept quiet this time, praying that Kai or anyone else would come in the bathroom and put an end to this. Or even better, this whole thing was a terrible nightmare.

Eyes closed, he felt the knife leave his skin, and that was when he started sobbing. He forgot about Morro for a blissful second. He felt a hand squeeze his neck. “What did I say about making noises?” Lloyd thought that would be the end. Morro would choke him to death. Instead, his fate was way worse.

He felt the cloth coming out of his mouth, but as he couldn't breathe anymore, he kept it open for vain attempts at gasping for breath. And that was a horrible mistake.

Morro forced the knife down his throat, and Lloyd had never felt more agonising pain in his life. He kept gagging out blood, knowing this would be the end. He tried kicking Morro, but he knew it was useless.

He then heard a familiar voice. “What's going on in there? Lloyd?” Morro pulled the knife out of his throat and jumped out of the window, to who knows where. Lloyd was hyperventilating now. He was coughing up blood.

He didn't notice Cole breaking the door open, or the scream for Wu to come immediately. What he did notice, however, was Kai at his side, rubbing his back, staring at his body with panicked eyes. Then it all went black.

***

Lloyd didn't really know what was going on. He could hear unfamiliar voices discussing “damage to larynx”, “rendered mute” and “trauma” He finally opened his eyes to see who was stroking his hair.

It was Kai, sitting by his bedside, in what looked like a hospital room.

“Hey, buddy.” He whispered. “I hope you're feeling better.”Lloyd tried to talk, but no noise came out.“Don't try to talk, Greenbean.” Lloyd already knew what had happened. “I'm sorry.”

Kai pulled Lloyd into a tight hug, letting the latter cry into his shoulder.

No noise came from Lloyd's sobs, however. There would never be any noise coming from him again.

#lego ninjago #ninjago #lloyd garmadon #kai ninjago #Ninjago fanfiction #Fanfiction #Bad things happen bingo #Badthingshappenbingo

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redrabbitspod · 1 year

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YOU GOT ROBBED ?! Can we have a story time ?

Um, no? Andrew fucking stabbed him before he robbed us?

Okay, here's a story time for you since I know you've missed them.

To start, let me just say we have a ridiculous security system. Like, they probably don't have this shit at the most secure locations okay. My uncle procured it and idk from where, we'll leave it at that. Now, because of this, we've had to tinker with it so we don't get an alert every time one of the chickens beaks a worm to death (RIP worm). Because of that it basically just alerts us when something sets off the security lights.

Now, we're in bed. It's like 3AM and we're sleeping soundly AT THE SAME TIME which happens a lot but it also doesn't happen enough that we appreciate it when it does (trauma lol). Both our phones start buzzing and Andrew fucking ninja kicks out of the bed like someone's burst through our bedroom door and not at all like his phone is softly buzzing near his head. I don't move at all because honestly I'm tired and Andrew seems like he has it handled. A few seconds later I hear who the fuck and that's when I also karate somersault out of the bed to find myself holding a weapon and ready to go. Because that meant a PERSON was setting our shit off.

Andrew's all grimly pulling his arm bands on like 'stay here' and after I got done laughing in his face we crept downstairs. We were watching this person go from shadow to shadow like they thought they could avoid the security lights and it would've been funny if it weren't so sad. We watched him sidle up to the back doors and try the handle and then pull something out like he was going to try to pick the lock. The alarm only hadn't gone off at this point because Andrew disabled it on his phone before it could. So we let him try to pick it. Because why not right? It was laughable. It's an electronic automatic lock like, my brother in Christ. It was never going to work.

Meanwhile Andrew pulls out a donut from somewhere istg I have no idea I guess they were just there in the kitchen which is where the back doors are and we're just hanging out listening to this fucker cursing at the door. Eventually Andrew shoves the last of the donut in his mouth, straightens his armbands and throws the door open.

Okay so listen. Andrew doesn't just stab people unless they deserve it, you know? We were just going to scare the shit out of this guy but then he pulls a gun when he sees us and barrels his way into the house like he's a one man swat team or some shit. Andrew wasn't even phased but AS SOON as that guy pointed a gun at me? Whew. WHEW. It's still gray sweatpant season friends and Andrew sleeps shirtless so this idiot is fucking HALF NAKED with his LONG ASS HAIR everywhere with BLACK ARMBANDS and he pulls a knife out so fast and just stabs THE FUCK out of this guy. Portrait of a small hot man titled 'don't touch my things'.

I'm laughing just thinking about this.

Like right in his side. He crumples to the kitchen floor and I look at Andrew and he looks at the guy and I'm like we're never going to get the blood out of the grout 😭 and Andrew's like he could have killed you you fucking idiot and I was like that gun isn't loaded. The guy at this point is trying to like crawl away so I put a foot on his back to hold him in place. Where tf do you think you're going?! Anyway so Andrew checks the gun and yeah. Not loaded. Like I said. I could just tell idk.

So then what do we do? We COULD call the cops but who wants to deal with the cops? Not perfectly law abiding citizens like us. And let's be real idk why this guy is breaking into houses. He sure broke into the wrong one and he was lucky he didn't step on a cat or something bc I'm not sure he'd have lived to tell this tale. But Andrew calls Aaron 1. To make sure they're okay and no one tried anything over there because The Nieces live there and 2. He didn't want to bloody the Maz or the GS so Aaron's shitty Honda would have to do.

We tie the guy up, load him into Aaron's Honda (I drove because I'm a great getaway driver and Aaron threw the keys out of his front door and said I DONT WANNA KNOW before slamming it again) and dumped him in front of a hospital. At this point Andrew had a shirt on but it was fine because he let me be the one to threaten the guy and if there's something I'm great at (besides being a getaway driver) it's making people believe my threats.

Anyway the guy pissed himself in Aaron's trunk and we're just waiting for him to realize it ☺️

THE END -N

#story time #rr answers 2 #Neil answers 2 #jk fbi guy haha lol

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felixblankspace · 9 months

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This doesn't have a name yet, but it's a Leosagi AU ||ヽ(*￣▽￣*)ノ

I have some concept for my new rise leosagi au

My style in tradicional is a mess but hear me out (?

This is gonna be a long post I'm not sorry (??

Like a said in other post this AU is more Usagi centric and is with him being teleported to the turtles dimension but completly alone-

He endup in the Hidden City with Big Mama trying to mother him at first but Usagi was so confused and wanting to go back to his dimension that he just wasn't paying enough attention to her to fall into Big Mama's trap.

And the fact that she tried to mother him was not amusing either because the memory of his own mother is in his conscience and he is also old enough not to look for that maternal atention.

Big Mama also tried to "seduce" him when she realized that he was not interested in a mother and with that Usagi became more defensive since he recognized her as the spider yōkai from his own dimension Jorōgumo.

Big Mama reveals her true form and ends up attacking Usagi who managed to fend off her guards and deal some damage to her.

They fight, Usagi being caught in the woman's hand until there is a riot at the hotel. It's the Hamato doing their thing and in the distraction Usagi manages to run away but not before drawing the attention of Leo who managed to see him out of the corner of his eye.

Usagi manages to escape, but now he is alone in the Hidden City, with no money of any value in that place and without knowing how to get back home.

Now- You 87 turtles fans remember Obento??? The man who takes care of Usagi in the Episode "Usagi come home"

THIS MAN??

Well I'm making him a yokai and like in 87 he takes care of Usagi.

Obento will be a yokai who lives on the surface in a human disguise and will sell ceramic products such as plates, vases, figurines, etc. The yokai will look younger, but he is an old man and quite traditional, he has lived a lot by his nature as a yokai and he tries to help Usagi just because he can and it doesn't hurt to have company.

Usagi at first will not feel comfortable accepting the help, he is a traveler and his stays are not very long and he almost always leaves something in return as gratitude for letting him stay.

Obento ends up convincing Usagi to stay by offering him a job as his guard, to protect the store and to attend to it once in a while-

Usagi didn't want to be a vendor in the store, but he had no other options so he agrees...

With a job and Obento explaining the basics of the world in which they lived, he puts some rules

No killing

No killing even if people atack u first

and not showing your true form in the city with humans

Obento knows the era Usagi was raise and he does not want legal issues-

And Obento gives Usagi a cloaking brooche so he can work for him in the city--

With the brooche Usagi have a human disguise and he is not use to it-

The time pass, Usagi is missing his home, he gets close to Obento cuz he feels like someone he would know in this dimension and also he gets protective of him as his guard jsjs

And the first formal introduction with Leo is with the turtle trying to grab a vase from the store to replace one he broke at home-

Of course Leo in trying to go in ninja mode but Usagi notice him and they fight-

Leo: I'M NOT GOING TO STEAL IT-- I HAVE MONEYY Usagi: Thats a lie! then why are you trying to not being notice?? Leo: I'm a giant turtle-- Usagi: a--

Leo notice the brooche, he assume is a yokai and with that the relationship moves really slow cuz Usagi just have his home in mind... but he likes Leo a lot and in the moments when they are alone he tells him about his place and with a lot of nostalgia, being homesick ass fuck Leo just is there for him and starts to help to send him back home :D

This is all I have- I wanna make a comic about this- Like u can see it is pretty Usagi centric with his relations and how he moves in a world with no help, missing Gen and his friends and over all his life- This is also before the Krang situation- like a year before and Leo is not the leader get uwu

#leosagi #rise leosagi #the au with no name aaa #felix speaking #dodles #my art

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ratherbeabrcharacter · 1 year

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Thinking about Movieverse!Morro

Maybe Morro was adopted by Wu when Lloyd was young, so he ended up babysitting Lloyd when Koko was too busy working double shifts. He ends up warming up to Lloyd.

One day, Garmadon burns down Wu's house in the middle of the night, and Wu barely makes it out of the collapsing building trying to help him. And so, wanting no, needing to help somehow, Morro ends up being trained as the Green Ninja. The duo fights together and have each other's back, and for a while, things are good.

However, on the day he was supposed to receive the green ninja gi, Morro almost gets eaten alive by a shark while fighting Garmadon's generals, nearly drowning. Wu has to hear Morro's screams as he's being eaten alive before ripping the shark off him. Afterwards, Morro loses his legs, and fearing a worse incident, Wu benches him indefinitely. Not only that, he enrolls Morro to a faraway college where he won't get hurt in the future when he has to move.

And so, Morro ends up feeling confined in his own body. Needing to train somehow (and help pay the bills), he starts working at the library, simultaneously training his mind, desperately looking for a cure so he can fight again, and prove to Wu he's still very capable of earning his keep. (This is a very toxic mindset btw, not helped by the rumors after his "disappearance" from duty. Wu did NOT mean to make Morro feel this way)

Meanwhile, his pseudo cousin/brother starts making friends at school (he's very happy for him in that regard, poor kid needs some friends he's, not lonely he isn't being replaced) and in a similar vein to Morro, Lloyd really wants to help in some way to stop his father. Wu outright refuses and even bans the subject from coming up again.

Lloyd constantly tries to sneak on missions and almost gets hurt. So resigned, Wu figured that if he was going to stick around anyways he might as well learn some self defense and basic attacks.

When Garmadon tries to burn down his house again, Wu reluctantly starts training ninja again, but in fear of what Morro would feel, he left out telling him anything and swore the ninja team to secrecy.

During research for a ninja mission, Zane realizes that the only place to find any good primary resources was in the Ninjago City Library -where Morro happens to work.

The ninja have no luck trying to navigate the mixed library system (not just organized under by dewy decimal system I'm afraid) Morro overheard their struggles and decided to help them out. They accept his help under the guise of doing a research paper. Still, I imagine, books with the title of "How to Deal with and Defeat evil Villains: A Guide" is very conspicuous. Morro figures out who they are how he's been left in the dark -

abandoned

replaced by someone better

-and confronts Lloyd and co. about it in the back alley of the library.

In the end, he finds himself begrudgingly understanding where they're coming from, the need to do something and they call out a truce. Not wanting be left behind, Morro offers his assistance in exchange for being in the loop.

This isn't exactly the healthiest for him mentally, since similarly to Kai, he's the kind of person who has to take action, to feel in control. But being injured, he becomes a liability on the battlefield, so he's held back and has to sit back and wait. (for his cousin and little group of friends to be injured while he sits on his hands and does nothing)

Morro understands the kid didn't ask nor intentionally tried to replace him, and he's happy for him but-

He's feels a vindictive part of him happy every time Lloyd's hurt

He could be so much better if they'd just let him-

In his final year before college (Ninjago High will teach both middle and high for plot convenience) everything boils over into an explosive argument at school with Morro leaving and moving out in the middle of the night.

He uses his savings to move into his new dorm and ignores his text messages, only saying he won't bother them anymore, since he's at college now.

Wu never moves the house key from under the doormat, just in case Morro wanted to visit or needs something - anything (what has he done)

Lloyd is a mess the kids at school were right about him-how could he drive his own brother away

And the ninja team have mixed feelings

we should've noticed - done better

How could he make Lloyd feel this way

I hope they're okay

We need to give them all some space

Search result for: what should I do I'm confused and sad and mad and

The only (one) time he ever visits is when Garmadon burned down their Wu's home again.

He feels numb, hollow, like a ghost of his former self

In college, Morro roomates with Goultar, who introduces him to his gang of friends Bansha and Soul Archer. They help him out with his living situation since he doesn't want Wu's charity.

He can't go back to Wu like this. no way.

Turns out, they're part of a revolutionary group called the Winds of Change, with the goal of "reshaping Ninjago City as we know it to build a new and better world". Morro thinks they're kinda shady, but chooses not to say anything since his friends (who've done a lot for him, who he trusts) are fervent supporters of the group.

He doesn't want to (can't) be alone

Morro eventually joins the group, and soon, with the help of his friends (and his own merit), rises to the top as 2nd in command. During his time in the group, he's grown more paranoid, snappier, and generally more volatile as he struggles under the weight of balancing schoolwork and attending midnight meetings.

As a final test, the leader of the group, Yang, tasks him and his generals (friends) to steal the realm crystal, an old artifact being on show at the Ninjago city library - where he used to work. The group plans to use the artifact to revive their founder, a woman reverently titled as "The Preeminent" to lead them "into the new age".

Morro's extremely hesitant, even opposing his orders, but his "friends" pressure him into it. "haven't we done so much for you? The old museum curator won't even remember it! Why can't you do just this ONE thing for us?"

And so, using his employee access card (it feels so long ago he was working in these empty halls, he never returned his pass) they break in.

Suddenly, an alarm sounds

Shit! We have to run. They have the ninja on standby here.

What!? You never told me this!

Well duh! The artifact belongs to the Garmadon Family!

Stop! The secret ninja force is - Morro?! Why are you here?

At this point, Morro realizes that he's way in over his head, but it's too late to back out.

In the end, its Lloyd who has to restrains him and turn him in to the cops.

Morro ends up getting a prison sentence, but due to a anonymous word from the Green Ninja is lessened to 2 years.

He refuses any and all visits

In jail, Morro meets Karlof, and they form a tentative friendship. They look out for each other, and despite having some differences, both share a strong sense of determination and stubbornness.

After he gets out of jail, Karlof (who was released first) helps him get back on his feet and offers to let him stay in his apartment. Morro didn't refuse. (He was jus so tired) He knows that Karlof isn't going to ditch him, but when his friends come over he can't hep but fear he's being replaced even tho he was here last.

When Karlof finds out, he looks Morro in the eye and promises that he won't leave him - no matter what.

It's at this point that Morro just breaks - at this point he's just been through so much - from having nothing to a family to a future to being a failure to feeling so so lonely all those pent up emotions just comes out in one big storm. He tells Karlof everything, and I mean everything.

He expects Karlof to drop him - there's no way he would want him around now, but Karlof just gives him a huge hug (it reminds him of home).

Maybe things aren't so bad

Idk where to go from here, but in the end they reconcile with each other and Morro now has a support system (yay!) Karlof's friends welcome him into their group with open arms. I'm still debating wether or not Garmadon will build him a prosthetic (that works like a real arm? Or with limitations he has work around creatively or turn into an advantage?)Will he be a ninja?

Edit: I think maybe at one point the gang members/cult members from the preeminent gang escape and with plans to kidnap Lloyd, fight the ninja. Morro has a choice: to back to them or fight alongside his family. He chooses the latter.

Things aren't perfect, but I'd like to think they're all happy and content together.

Sidenote: I came up with that karlof sideplot on a whim as I was writing this.

Adding one more headcanon - Bansha and Morro bonds over emo makeup and cool music.

Ideas, c&c are welcome and this idea is free to use with credit!

Just if anyone does, please PLEASE send me a link to it cuz I need more morro in my life.

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atwas-meme-ing · 1 year

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Forgive and Forget

I still haven't tried for a full character analysis, but I was thinking all day about Espio, and I realized... he HAD to save the flicky.

So, Espio honestly thought he was supposed to shoot Sonic with a blowdart, right? He's a ninja and a detective. He knows how blowdarts work. Heck, he may have even used one before. Even if he hasn't, they're not hard to use. You just have to be able to hit a target. Being a ninja, Espio probably has good aim (ninjas use shuriken, for example).

So, anyway, as I mentioned in an earlier post, Espio doesn't seem very social. He's highly intellectual, but a person can't fully understand how something works if he's never experienced it. He's probably not terribly familiar with party games. So when he received instructions saying to hit Sonic with a nonlethal blowdart, he thought he was supposed to follow thru. Oh, it's a nonlethal paralytic. He'll be fine, no big deal.

And then he proceeded to use his remarkable intellect to cover his tracks. And he did a really good job- except that Tails was too clever and figured him out.

I think we can all agree that Espio took his role a bit too seriously. Even going so far as to recite [really bad] poetry at the drop of a hat. (BTW, I want to add that Espio is not the only person at the party who was guilty of taking his role too far- I will have to cover Blaze's involvement in Rouge's heist in another post.)

Judging by Espio's expression, it seems that Amy's reaction is enough to make him begin to realize that maybe he took things a little too far, although he doesn't yet understand why, he thinks it was all just a game. After all, he only shot him with a sleep-inducing paralytic, he knew Sonic would be all right.

He didn't realize what was really going on, or that no one was supposed to get hurt, until after Sonic told everyone that the train was a badnik. Espio knows nothing about party games, he was just following instructions.

Can you imagine what was running through Espio's mind at this moment? Look at his face.

It wasn't supposed to go like this. I was only supposed to pretend, I wasn't supposed to hit him. Oh, my gosh... what if that thing had lied to me? What if that hadn't been just a paralytic?

He feels so bad. He's a ninja, he a criminal detective, he was a high-ranking Resistance leader in the war against Eggman, he's disciplined and well-trained and very intelligent, he's SUPPOSED to be one of the guys that STOPS evil. And yet he was conned by one of Eggman's robots, nearly killed one of his best friends, and nearly got them all killed or at least delivered to Eggman. He feels like he's become one of the criminals that he's supposed to bring to justice.

That's probably why he's so surprised when Sonic rescues him.

Now let's look at the final boss and the rescue of the flicky.

I couldn't figure out why they kept coming back to Tails' lore card and his character's ex-partner, the flicky.

It's because- are you ready for this?-

FROM A STORY PERSPECTIVE, THE FLICKY STORY HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH EITHER TAILS OR THE MYSTERY GAME. IT WAS ALWAYS ABOUT ESPIO!

(Also, notice who's standing next to Tails in that picture, looking rather angry? It's Espio's detective partner and best friend, Vector.)

So when they saw the flicky powering the train:

Espio is the one who steps up and saves him.

Espio felt so bad about becoming Eggman's pawn that he felt like, maybe Sonic wouldn't want to save him. He felt like he'd betrayed everyone and he was the reason they almost all got killed. Saving this little bird was his redemption arc. He HAD to be the one to rescue the flicky, after all the trouble he'd caused.

At the end, Tails, Espio's accuser, is the one who congratulates Espio for rescuing the flicky. Amy has cooled off now that they've arrived safely and she acknowledges that Espio was just following what he thought were legitimate instructions. Sonic can't help ribbing Espio a little bit:

While Espio is able to joke a little, he still feels a little bad, even after having redeemed himself, and continues apologizing. Knowing Sonic, he probably started feeling a little uncomfortable with the continued apologies and decided it was time to let it go. "We're cool, and now that we're all safe, it was fun!" Espio is forgiven.

#murder of sonic the hedgehog #espio the chameleon #flicky #tails the fox #amy rose #sonic the hedgehog #my screencaps #my video #my analysis

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solarsonicsoda · 4 months

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Ranking TV Theme Tunes - Intro

Many many years ago, I made a tier list of all the theme tunes from loads of cartoons and live-action shows I watched back in the day. I thought this was neat, but I always thought I could do more. It's not like it was a small tier list either! But all the same, it ate away at me. One day, I decided I was gonna do something about it.

I compiled more shows. I asked friends, I took note of shows mentioned in videos I saw, I remembered more from my own experience - the number kept rising. One-hundred. Hundreds. I was building a pretty big collection. I shared my plan with more friends, and more and more of them had suggestions. But then they asked me: "How many are you doing?"

I hadn't considered this before. How many was I going to do? When I told them the current number, they all told me the same thing:

"STOP"

I ignored them, obviously. However, I made a compromise. I'll get to 500, and then I'll stop. A completely reasonable number, I thought... and in terms of reaching it, I was! It was easy, even. Yet, I did come to realise, that it might be slightly too many to ever truly cover as I originally planned, at least in a reasonable time. This brings us to today, and a brand new method for this plan.

I'll be rating themes here show-by-show, and giving them a letter grade for our tier list. I'll first cover my original 500 (with a few stragglers that fit among them), and from there potentially expand. The ground rules and caveats are as follows:

Each theme is rated on the song alone. No personal opinion on the show, the intro video, anything! I will comment on these, but they may not skew my view! These ratings will be go: S, A, B, C, D, and F. Try to remember that C is a passing grade! If your favourite intro gets a C, that means I thought it was Alright!

Shows with more than one theme will be given a final aggregate tier rating, based on each individual theme's rating.

Shows which get an entirely different name from season to season will be treated as unique shows, however shows where this only sometimes happens, or said seasons are simply shorter arcs, will not. For example, every Pokemon show is counted as a unique show, but Tales of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is not, and neither is every season of Ninjago. Reboots will typically be treated as a separate show.

Shows which share a theme or have practically the same themes will be taken as one single entry, though acknowledged as seperate shows. For example, Digimon Adventure 02 will be treated as the same as Digimon Adventure.

I will be counting the British and American themes only, and mainly the original themes they aired with in these countries. That is to say: yes, I'm using the One Piece Pirate Rap.

The shows selected will be of the family entertainment variety. The audience of each show may vary, but it's all about where they may have aired. I think the best way to explain this is that shows such as The Simpsons do not qualify, though I will be counting The Flintstones. You may dispute some of my discretion here, and that's fine, but it's just what makes sense to me

I am, sadly, British, but we have some absolutely banging TV and it is grossly underrated on all sorts of old TV retrospectives and stuff! My 500 aims to fix that, with a great deal of shows from British channels throughout the years. There's plenty of stuff from America too, most of which we had here too as imports, and shows from around the world in similar situations such as from Canada, Italy, Australia, France, etc. However, I'm definitely limited by what I see! If I haven't seen/heard-of something and neither have my friends, it probably won't be in that list! To rectify this, feel free to send me suggestions! Please try to do this with as much information as possible, and links are super welcome!

The shows are also spread out across time. We have themes as old as the 50s, and as new as 2023! I tried to take a good spread but through a combination of personal bias/nostalgia and sheer quantity, the 2000s is probably the most-represented era. This was hard to help, but again, send more suggestions!

There will be some shows that you have never heard of! If they seem really, really obscure? Probably me or a friend watched it, and we will not hear anything bad about it. Gotta have variety!

But with that said, stay tuned for some fierce theme tune rating! And if I miss a theme or make a mistake, let me know nicely! I have NOT seen all these shows, and some I know next-to-nothing about, so take it easy, and help me out!

Hope you enjoy!

#rating theme tunes #tv #cartoons #cartoon network #nickelodeon #theme tunes #retro tv #classic tv #2000s tv #90s tv #80s tv

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miqotepotatoe · 1 year

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Okay so basis of this Ninjago Amphibia crossover swap AU, the plot loosly follows the plot of Amphibia but with the Dumbass Trio in the place of the Calamity Girls. The Calamity Box was a relic in the Explorer's Club that a theif tried to steal before the Ninja stopped them. Lloyd told everyone not to touch the box but Jay got really curious, convincing Kai and Cole to take a look with him in the dead of night. No malicious intentions, just idiotic curiousity.

Cole replaces Anne, he gets zapped to Frog Valley and is taken in by the Plantars, quickly gains Wartwood's trust by defending them against the tax collector toads. He spends most of his time there aiding the townsfolk fighting off beasts while trying to figure out how to make the Calamity Box work again. The overprotective big brother to Sprig and Polly, still gets dragged into their hyjinks. Has accidently called Hop-Pop "gramps" a few times.

Kai replaces Sasha, gets zapped to Toad Tower, puts up a fight against the toads but is quickly overwhelmed and taken prisoner. Grime recognises that Kai is a powerful fighter and offers a deal, aid the toads and Grime will help Kai find his friends. Kai reluctently accepts the deal, just wanting to find Cole and Jay and return to Ninjago. He's more of a common footsoldier then a lieutenant.

Jay replaces Marcy, gets zapped to Newtopia, panics cuz he's no longer in Ninjago (causing him to fall down a flight of stairs and breaking his leg), meets Lady Olivia and Andrias and joins the Night Guard so he can venture out to find Cole and Kai. He has fun going out on adventures, but he can't help but worry about his friends and the others still in Ninjago. He vents out his worries and insecurities to Andrias over a game of Flipwart (Jay lost, but Andrias got blackmail materiel on the boy to use for emotional manipulation, sadly it still doesn't change what the Core has in store for him).

Season 1

- Plays out pretty much the same, Cole and the Plantars have various wacky adventures as he tries to find Kai and Jay and figure out how to get home.

- Kai is released earlier due to the deal he and Grime made, the herons that attack Toad Tower are scared away imedietly by Kai's fire. Grime is impressed, but both are using each other as a means to an end. Grime wants to use Kai to keep the frogs under check, Kai wants to find Cole and Jay and go home.

- Toad Tax happens. Cole imedietly notices the toad tax collectors are simply just stealing from the frogs so he fights them back. His eyes also flash blue for a moment. The tax collectors flee to Toad Tower and inform Grime of the situation. Grime plans on sending the entire army at the tower to Wartwood to teach the frogs a lesson, but Kai overhears and volunteirs to give the frogs a warning message.

- Cole and Kai reunite. Kai warns Cole about Grime and the Toads and the boys stage a plan to teach the toads a lesson on why you don't mess with the ninja. Kai returns to Toad Tower and tells Grime of a plan to "execute" Hop-Pop as his recent campaign against Toadstool has begun inspiring frogs to rise up, and executing the face of frog revolution will teach them a lesson.

- The events of Reunion stay mostly the same. The toads invite all of Wartwood to Toad Tower for a "peaceful celebration" to exectute Hop-Pop, meanwhile the boys begin to put their plan into motion. Kai stops Grime from exectuting Hop-Pop (ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!), and the big final fight is Cole & Kai vs Grime.

- The boys have Grime cornered, but just as he's about to admit defeat Toad Tower begins to explode and crumble due to Wally planting boom-shrooms. One explosion knocks Kai over the edge, Cole tries to pull him up but the ground beneath him is crumbling. Kai lets go of Cole's hand in an attempt to sacrifice himself so his friend can survive and find Jay, but Grime catches Kai midfall. The toads retreat into the woods, Kai once again their prisoner.

Season 2

- Cole and the Plantars leave to Newtopia to see if the newts know anything on how to get Cole home to Ninjago. When they arrive at the capitol city, they are attacked by barbariants, but are saved by Jay. They have an emotional reunion, drive out the barbariants and Jay takes them into Newtopia. Cole tells Jay about how he found Kai but the toads took him away so who knows where he is. Jay is releived to learn Kai is alright.

- The next day Jay introduces Cole and the Plantars to King Andrias. They talk the music box, Andrias suggests that Cole and the Plantars explore the city while he and Jay do some reaserch on the Calamity Box.

- Cole and Sprig bond over dead moms.

- Durring his research, Jay discovers some stuff about overworldy creatures and the prophecy surrounding the stones in the box. He decides to keep this to himself, thinking it to be seemingly unimportant. Little does he know, the Core is watching.

- Meanwhile Kai is being an absolute menace to Grime, and has driven away almost the entriety of the Toad Tower troops. Yunan eventually tracks them down as Grime is wanted by Newtopia due to what happened at Toad Tower. Kai initially uses this oppertunity to escape, but goes back to save Grime cuz ninja honor. Reveling in the victory, Grime begins to build a new toad army to take over Newtopia, Kai only helping so he can find away back to Ninjago.

- Andrias and Jay learn about how to recharge the stones using the three temples. The Plantars decide to return to Wartwood to get the music box from Hop-Pop's "scholarly contact," but Cole decides to go with them. While Jay is upset he understands the fondness his friend has for his frog found family and allows it.

- Durring his preperations for the temple quests, Jay discovers some more stuff about the box, what it does and what the ancient newts did. Jay is horrified at the aspect that Ninjago could be invaded if they charged the box. The Core threatens Andrias to deal with Jay before he learns too much, so Andrias lies to Jay saying that the newts have moved on from their conqureing lifestyle. Jay is willing to trust Andrias as he's been nothing but honest and kind to him, but he still has a little cautious suspision.

- The temple arc plays out the same, Jay charges the green stone of Wit, Cole partially charges the blue stone of Heart, Kai reunites with the boys and charges the pink stone of Strength.

- After the boys spend some time together, they head to Newtopia to return home. But then the toad rebellion happens and everyone tries to stop it, except Jay. Jay tries to stop Cole from closing the gates, trying to warn his friend about what the ancient newts did and his fears that Andrias might try to invade Ninjago, but Cole insists that Jay is just being paranoid and panicy as he usually is. This results in a fight that Cole wins.

- Andrias reveals his true colours and his plans to invade and conqure Ninjago. The three ninja fight him off and his frobots, but he drops Sprig out to his supposed death which causes Cole to fully resonate with the blue stone and unlock his Cole-amity Powers (I'm sorry for the awful pun), mixed in with his earth element abilities and Andrias gets destroyed, but Cole passes out. Jay manages to save Sprig and opens a portal back to Ninjago, Kai and Grime try to hold Andrias back, Cole and the Plantars make it to the portal, but Jay is impailed by Andiras's giant flaming sword. Everything is white and Cole finds himself in the monastery's courtyard with the Plantars, but no Calamity Box, no Kai or Jay

Season 3

- Lloyd, Zane, Nya, Wu and Pixal have an emotional reunion with Cole, and ask questions about what happened, where are Kai and Jay, who're the giant talking frogs? Cole tells them everything, about Amphibia, Andrias, the strange powers, what happened to Jay. After hearing his story, everyone at the monastery is determinded to figure out a way back to Amphiba so they can stop Andrias, get Kai and Jay back and return the Plantars home. Until then the frog family stays at the monastery.

- Back in Amphibia, Kai and Grime managed to escape Newtopia and flee to Wartwood. They unite together the people of the valley into a resistance, using Wartwood as a base.

- Jay is placed in a rejuvination tank to recover from his wound. Andrias sends out a cloakbot to hunt down Cole, but it was extremly unprepared for the full might of the ninja. Olivia and Yunan try to rescue Jay, but fail. The Core reveals itself and intends to make Jay it's host. While it would've prefered someone who could beat Andrias at flipwart, Jay was good enough to do. And thus "Day" is born (a stupid name but it's just like how Darcy was named, being a combo of "Dark Jay")

- After a lot of time and effort, the ninja make a portal back to Amphibia using a mix of highly potent Traveller's Tea and Cole's Calamity Powers. Nya insists on joining Cole and the Plantars back to Amphibia because she isn't going to stand by while her brother and boyfriend are still stuck in this world while a giant newt is preparing to conqure Ninjago. And so Cole, Nya and the Plantars return to Amphibia while Lloyd, Zane, Pixal and Wu make preparations to defend Ninjago for when Andrias invades.

- Emotional Smith sibling reunion, Kai introduces them to the Resistance and inform them that Jay is alive but taken prisoner. The Resistance increase their numbers while the ninja and Plantars go to learn of the stone's prophecy from Mother Olm (Nya is a little jelous that the boys get cool anime powers).

- Final battle time. Pt1, Begining of the End. Basing their plan on a Fritz Donigan movie, the Resistance fight off the frobot army and Andrias while Cole, Kai, Nya, the Plantars and Grime sneak into the castle to get the Calamity Box and rescue Jay. One Lava vs Yulivia dance fight later and they make it to the box, but it's a trap and everyone is captured by Day. Day calls the ninja out on how they've treated Jay; calling him expendable, the least valuble ninja, not taking his fears and worries seriously. Once the Resistance flees upon seeing their leaders captured the invasion of Ninjago begins.

- Pt2, All In. Lloyd has gathered an army of friends and foes to defend Ninjago from the overworldy invading forces. The Amphibia team manage to escape the castle, regroup with the rest of the ninja and make a plan to stop the invasion. Kai, Nya and Grime disable the sheild surrounding the castle while everyone else fights off the frobots. Andrias challenges Cole to a fight to decide the fate of Ninjago, while Kai and Nya fight Day (Grime distracting some frobots). Durring the fight, Nya protects Kai from a lethal blow, resulting in her getting "dis-armed." The two fights play off the same as normal, Cole being reinvigorated with rock instead of k-pop, Sprig bringing Andrias to his senses with Leif's letter, Day getting distracted by controlling Andrias allowing Kai to free Jay from the hivemind by cutting the helmet's cord.

- Speaking of Jay, the Core tries to lull him into staying with a world akin to Prime Empire and fake versions of the ninja. Eventually Jay sees through the Core's lies and stands up to it. He is able to be saved before the Core could fully assimilate him. Emotional reunion between the dumbass trio.

- Pt3, The Hardest Thing. The boys return to Amphibia to finish some little things, Nya stays in Ninjago to get her wound checked out. The moon then begins to fall and the boys unlock their true Calamity Forms as they fight off the Core with their calamity and elemental powers, but Kai and Jay quickly begin to tire out as this is they're not used to the powers unlike Cole. Having no other choice, Cole calls upon the powers of all three stones, destroying the Core but dying in the process. He then meets the stones creator who offers him a chance to become guardian of the multiverse, which he declines. The guardian brings Cole back to life and the boys say their goodbyes to Amphibia, returning to Ninjago at long last.

- All six ninja finally reunite. Jay builds Nya a cool robo prostetic, feeling guilty about being the one to cause her to loose an arm but Nya reassures him it wasn't his fault, it was Core. Cole talks to Lloyd about the whole dying and meeting the stones creators and them offering him the oppertunity to become guardian of the multiverse, to which Lloyd gets some de ja vu from the time he died after stopping the oni, meeting the FSM and getting offered a chance to join him. Zane makes records on Amphibia based on the stores Kai Jay and Cole have told everyone. Things quickly go back to some form of peacful normal, until another villain decides to attack the city. Just another day in Ninjago as they say

#ninjago #amphibia #ninjago au #crossover #kai smith #jay walker #cole brookstone #nya smith #i put way too much effort into this #frogs newts toads and ninjas

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strwbrrybxn · 2 years

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⌜after all these years⌟ ; word count: 2.6k

☞︎︎︎ pairing: inuzuka kiba x fem!reader

☞︎︎︎ warnings: death, serious injury, panic, war

☞︎︎︎ genre: angst, mutual pining, best friends to lovers

☞︎︎︎ au: naruto canonverse

characters: kiba inuzuka, reader, tsume inuzuka, hana inuzuka, tsunade senju, shizune, ino yamanacka, sakura haruno

You hiccupped, sniffling as your little fists rubbed over your eyes and tried to dry your tears. “Mommy!” You cried, looking around the village. It was so late at night and your mom promised to be right back before running off towards the trees, dropping you off in front of a compound. You sniffled, tears spilling onto the rough ground below your feet.

A light turned on in one of the compounds, a small huff through a hound’s nose before a gate swung open. You stared wide eyed at the woman who opened the gate, a wolf with an eye patch sniffing at your hair.

“What’s wrong, sweetie? Are you okay?”

“I-I can’t-hic-find my-hic-mommy.” She frowned, squatting down at eye level with you. “Sh-she sa-id she’d be r-right back b-hic-ut that was two h-hours ago.”

“Oh, sweetheart. What’s your name?” You gave her your first and last name, her facial expression changing from horror to one of worry quickly.

You were the orphan your mother had picked up on the way home from a mission one day. You were just over one, but you knew nothing else except for your adopted mother’s love, but now she was gone and you couldn’t find her.

“Honey, come in and we can look for your mom in the morning, yeah?” Your eyes were growing heavy from the shed tears and all you could do was nod. I’m so sleepy. The wolf moved to gently nudge you onto his back, the Inuzuka head carding through your hair before making her way back into the compound with her hound companion.

You were five years old when your mother disappeared from the Leaf Village.

“We have to go to the Hokage’s office. Tsunade-sama is waiting for us.”

“Kiba! Put me down!” You giggled, kicking your legs. Tsume was laughing as the hound ninja brought you into the kitchen, Hana smiling brightly.

“I can use my legs.”

“Yes, but I don’t want you to.” You pouted as you smacked his butt, wiggling on his shoulder. You both said goodbye to his mother and sister before rushing off to the Hokage tower.

“Ten ryos they get married one day.”

“Hana!” Tsume laughed before sticking her hand out. “Deal.”

Kiba walked through the village with you thrown on his shoulder, ignoring the random stares the two of you got. You had given up trying to get him to set you down until he got to the tower and he finally put you on your two feet.

“You’re going to get tired if you keep picking me up like that. I’m not as small as I used to be.” You pout up at the taller man, arms crossed over your chest.

“What are you talking about? You’ve always been smaller than me.” He smirked, ruffling your hair before making his way up the stairs with you.

“Why are we going to the Hokage tower, though? Do we have a mission?” Kiba shrugged his shoulders and you should have known, rolling your eyes.

“She said she wanted to see us.” A small knock before you heard permission to enter the office. Kiba followed you inside and the first thing you noticed was how solemn the atmosphere was. Shizune looked sympathetic while Tsunade tried her hardest to look at you with a blank expression. Her eyes were giving her away though.

She spoke your name quietly, “We found your mother.” Your first instinct was to run. You thought hearing those words would bring you nothing but relief and happiness, but the look of torment in the Hokage’s eyes brought about your worst fears. Your second instinct was to grasp for Kiba and that’s exactly what you did. “She–”

“Don’t–” You choked out, the tears welling up at your lash line. You knew what she was going to say. “Please, don’t.” Shizune stepped forward, her fingers moving to rest on your shoulder but you pulled back, face pressed into Kiba’s chest. Tsunade took a deep, and shaky, breath. You fisted the Inuzuka’s leather jacket, the sobs racking through your body and into the small space.

“What is wrong with you?!” Ino yelled, the rain falling harder as the two of you tried to fight against two rogue ninjas. “You can’t just fire off the raikiri without checking for chakra signatures. You’re not an amateur. You know better than that!” You tightened your fists, swinging a kick at one of the ninjas in front of you, sending him back and into a tree stump.

You were fourteen when you were informed of your mother’s death.

“I had to. We were surrounded. It worked, didn't it?”

“We could have made it without that. You drew too much attention to us.” You growled, turning your attention to the blonde and missing the ninja throwing a kunai at your thigh. The pain was sharp, your leg giving out as your eyes went wide. Your fingers gripped the handle, ready to pull it out when Sakura shouted at you to stop.

“It hit your femoral artery. Don’t you dare take it out, or you risk bleeding out on the floor.” Just as quickly as you stopped, you were hit with two more, one smack in the middle of your chest, forcing blood to spill from your lips.

What is that sound? God, it’s so loud. Someone turn it off.

“Fuck–” You collapsed onto the forest ground, pushing one of the knives further into your chest. Coughing, you tried to stand before black spots entered your vision and you felt your head hit the dirt.

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Am I under water?

Dead? Am I dead?

You wanted to open your eyes, you wanted to open your mouth and speak. You wanted, wanted, wanted, but you couldn’t. You could feel your face heat up, your eyes stinging. Your throat was so dry.

“—up, stupid. You’re not supposed to go first. You promised.”

Shut up.

Ugh, what is that smell? Bleach?

“Kiba, you can’t lean on her like that.”

“C’mon, let’s go get some air. She’ll wake up soon.”

You felt your fingers twitch, something heavy on top. You could barely hear the whisper of your name and the slight squeeze to your hand felt like needles pushed into your skin. You could feel Kiba’s presence leaning over you, smell the grassy scent on his jacket, and hear the heart monitor slow down.

“Ki–Kiba–”

“I’m here. Don’t talk.” Your finger curled around his hand, head tilting slightly towards his voice. “Can you guys give us a minute?” They didn’t say anything, just gave your arm a small squeeze before they shuffled out of the room. How many people are in here?

“Ki–kibbles–” Kiba’s sad laugh found it’s way to your ears and you tried to smile. “I can’t open my eyes.”

“So don’t. Keep them closed.” You gave his hand a small squeeze, two times; something you both came up with when you were younger and needed the other beside you. You heard Kiba shuffle then the mattress dipped. You shimmied closer to his body heat, wincing as the pain shot up your chest. “I’ll- I’ll get closer, just– don’t move anymore.” You didn’t have to open your eyes to know the worry permanently etched on Kiba’s face. Your fingers intertwined with his, his free arm wrapping around your pillow before you felt his face bury itself in your neck, the tremble of his body making you squeeze his hand a little tighter.

“Kiba!” You ran throughout the battlefield, debris from the end of the war. Your shoulder was bleeding, the scar from your injury last year opened up. You stumbled slightly, but kept running through the different tents of bloodied and deceased shinobi. “Kiba!” The tears were falling quickly, your breath coming out in rapid, short huffs as your body shook with fear.

You were sixteen when you felt your best friend cry for the first time.

What if something happened? What if he died? Was he there with Neji? Did he get hit too?

You heard the faint sound of your name being called. Spinning around, you ran towards the voice, knees threatening to give out, but you had to find him. You needed to tell him. The bright red fangs on his face were visible as you got closer to him. You pushed through your own pain, running and tackling him down, Akamaru barking beside you two. Your sobs were muffled by his flak jacket.

“God, I was so fucking worried.” Kiba’s tears fell onto your hair, his arms tightening around your body. Your shoulder didn’t even hurt anymore. You felt too relieved to be in his arms. “I thought something happened to you.”

“Nothing too bad,” you laughed humorlessly. Kiba lifted you up, letting you wrap your legs around his waist as you cried.

“Your shoulder…”

“I’m fine. I just had to find you.” He shook his head, laughing softly.

“Always putting people in front of yourself.”

“You’re my best friend. You’re more important.”

Stupid. He should have said something before. He should have opened up to you when you looked him in the eye and told him you loved him. He panicked and now you ran away. You left the compound and here he was, running on the rooftops to find you. God, he was so stupid. He ran faster as soon as he picked up your scent, the rain masking most of it and that’s when he heard the crackling of lightning. The training fields. It was the one near the memorials. He should have known.

You were seventeen when you realized you were in love with your best friend.

There was a large crack in the ground, your body slumped near the stone as you rubbed your eyes; the same way you had all those years ago. He squatted down in front of you, trembling fingers gripping your shoulders gently.

“Go away.”

“No.”

“What more could you possibly say to me?”

“What I should have said before.” His canine sticking out of his lip as he chewed on lip. “Let me tell you something–”

“No. I don’t want to hear it.”

“Even if it’s to tell you how much I want to be with you?”

“Especially that.” Your eyes found his eyes, angry tears running down your cheeks. “You can’t just show up and expect me to accept it when you were the one who walked away when I spilled my heart to you.”

“I didn’t know how to say it–”

“You could have said anything else. Kiba, I’m not that hard to read and I have been your best friend for fucking fourteen years!” He let out a growl, his fists clenching tightly in his lap as he looked at you. “You’re so stupid! A stupid, stupid man.”

“I’m your stupid, stupid man.” He muttered, his eyebrows furled. You couldn’t stop the smile that spread on your face, no matter how much you tried to suppress it. You couldn’t stop the way your fingers picked up his head and smoothed out the lines on his forehead.

“You have so much making up to do for it then.”

“Anything!” His canines poked out as he smiled, cupping the back of your neck and tugging you closer until his lips molded to yours. It was soft, sweet, and oh so amazing. Kiba slipped his arm around your waist, tilting his head to kiss you deeper, with as much passion and fervor as he could muster. His forehead found yours, the smile reappearing just as quickly when you opened your eyes.

“Don’t run away from me, again.”

“Kiba! Are you fucking kidding me?” The shoe hit the wall with a resounding smack, Kiba ducking quickly to prevent it from hitting him.

You were eighteen when you had your first kiss.

“Am I? Are you!? You just threw a fucking shoe at me!”

“You can’t come back from a mission and pretend like we didn’t fight before you left. You fucking promised not to walk away again. You promised–”

“I had to go. I couldn’t make them wait any longer.”

“So you make me wait instead?” You stared at him in disbelief, jaw dropping. “You weren’t even leaving right then! You were getting lunch with them!”

“I didn’t want to stay! I am so tired of fighting with you. Ever since you mov–” Your sniffles interrupted his thoughts, his eyes quick to make contact with yours. His feet moved fast, his hands gripping your shoulders. You tried to pull back from him, tried to get away to breathe, but his arms trapped your frame between them. His cheek fell against your shoulder, your hands pushing against his chest weakly.

“I’m sorry,” he hiccupped. “Pl-please don’t leave. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t. I don’t want to fight anymore. I don’t want to see you cry anymore–”

“Then let me go and you won’t have to.”

“No! No, I won’t.” You cried against his chest; your body and mind being comforted by the one person who caused the turmoil. “I won’t let you go. I finally got you– I finally have you with me. I’m not giving that up because I keep being a fucking idiot. No, I won’t.”

“You have to,” you could barely raise your voice; it was barely audible and if Kiba wasn’t right in front of you, he might not have heard it, “let me go.”

You were twenty-one when you realized love wasn’t enough.

You placed the flowers beside the memorial, the blanket settling underneath you as you sat down cross-legged on top of it.

“Mom, Neji, sensei. It’s been a while, I’m sorry. I miss you guys. God, it’s been so long since you’ve all been gone.” You played with your fingers, staring down at the diamond on your finger. You wiped the tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

“God, I’m such a cry baby lately. I wish you guys were still here. I’ve made peace with everything though, you know? My life hasn’t exactly turned out the way I wanted it to. I’ve had some ups and downs, but I’m happy. I’m happy for once in my life. I’ve never been happier.” You thought back to all those years ago, when the Inuzuka clan took you in, wondering how you got so lucky to have found them.

“There you are!” A voice called over to you before sitting down beside you.

“I was just telling everyone about you.”

“Oh? What do they think?”

“I think– after all these years, they’ll be proud I’m happy.” He hummed thoughtfully, relaxing against your back.

“We have been through a lot.” You nodded, nuzzling your nose against Kiba's cheek as he spoke again. “I missed you.” His hand splayed across your belly, chin resting on your shoulder. “And I missed this little one too.”

“This little one is barely little.”

“Still little until he comes out of you.”

“Or she.” Kiba shrugged, kissing your cheek.

“A mini us, that’s all I know.”

“A mini us is right.”

“Now, come on. Hana is gonna kill us if we’re late for the cake tasting.” Kiba picked you up, carrying you towards the compound with a loud laugh. Meanwhile, Tsume was reluctantly shoving ten ryos into Hana’s hand, secretly happy her daughter had won the bet.

After all these years, this is where you wanted to be.

#kiba #kiba inuzuka #naruto #kiba x reader #angst #narutoverse #🍓#🍓 writes

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Im screaming. Im living. Im laughing. Im loving this so much.

All of the rookie 12 being close as little babies and naturally sectioning off into closer groups that become their teams!!!! And all of them being watched by two of the most bat shit skilled geniuses would be so chaotic. Not a single soul in that room would know what “possible” means let alone any normal measuring stick for development. They’d be trained like a mini anbu team but with more assassination classroom type shenanigans. And u just know those little shits would love it.

Random ninja: OMG that toddler has a sword!

Kakashi: Wha- Tenten put down that blade! What did I tell you?

Tenten: not to use this sword?

Random ninja: oh thank god he’s responsible

Kakashi: And?

Tenten: its not heavy enough for my weight training regime anymore so I have to use the even bigger sword

Kakashi: good, now off you go.

Random ninja: …I’m going to go lay down now

They would be Chunin level before they’re even old enough to go to the Academy. The first day they show up (a year late for three of them because Neji Lee and Tenten had threatened to burn the village down if they were separated from their friends. Not one person doubts that they would do it. Certainly not Itachi, Guy, and Kakashi all of whom would have sat back with marshmallows to make s’mores while their feral demon children ran wild) Iruka cries because these children are all fucking insane and even more insanely powerful. (However unlike his predecessors he is not so inclined to graduate mini geniuses into fucking soldiers just because he doesn’t want to deal with them and he’s pretty sure their parents babysitters will slaughter him if he tries. Instead they all learn waaaay too much about sealing and Iruka is getting paid for an S Rank mission every day he goes in to teach them as no one else will touch them with a hundred foot pole)

It would be the best kind of madness. They learn to tree walk before they learn how to run. The three ‘adults’ (they’re what sixteen generously?) think that when they start walking it’s a good time to get them started on the basics of self defense. They have to learn to to get their balance early right? They’re not even speaking full sentences when they start training with kunai (blunted). They surpass genin level before they’re four.

The entire village is terrified of these feral little shits and it doesn’t help when they see twelve children take out several ROOT operatives when theyre found watching Sasuke and Itachi-nii a bit too closely accidentally uncovering a massive conspiracy just under everyone’s noses because they are simply Like That™️

God help the village when they reach puberty.

#the elf talks #naruto #Shinobi babysitter’s club au #these demons will eat Hiruzen and Jiraiya alive #itachi guy and kakashi are so fucking proud #also Hiashi’s days are number and once his youngest is born it’s only going. to get worse for him tbh #the other parents are thrilled but Hiashi lives in constant fear as he fucking should

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Summary: Morro encounters a ghost with the power of a djinn.

Warnings: …none, probably? Morro goes through some pain ig.

@morrotober

Morrotober: Day Eight

Morro was thrown to the ground with not even a greeting. "Ow!" He rolled on his back. "What the hell, Nya!"

The woman slammed her boot on his chest. "My name is Delara," she said while Morro squirmed to free himself. "You would do well to remember that."

Once he had calmed own enough to think, Morro tried to put together what had happened. The woman was clearly Nya, wearing the same clothes he had just seen Nya in earlier, except that she had a different voice and was claiming to be someone else. Another ghost, he thought to himself. If the ninja hadn't insisted on putting him in vengestone cuffs, he might have had a chance of fighting her, but when did he have any luck?

"Sure," he said. "I don't think the ninja are going to take kindly to another ghost possessing another one of their friends."

Delara scoffed. "I am simply reclaiming what should have been mine from the beginning," she said.

"I did that, too. Didn't work out."

She smiled. "Your name is Morro, correct? First student of Master Wu, a general of the Cursed Realm… my, she doesn't have nice things to think about you."

"No shit," said Morro. "What do you want?"

"Dear Morro, what do you want?"

"Excuse me?"

Delara stepped off him and watched him get to his feet. "You are an ambitious young man," she said, "and you want for a life you never got to have. With the power of a djinn, I can grant your heart's desire."

Morro glared at her. "You're not serious," he said. "You're just a ghost, bound by the same laws I am."

"And you could break those laws, should you wish it so. What will it be?"

Morro rolled his eyes. "Sure, I'll play your game. How do I wish for something?"

Delara laughed and held out her hand. "Come with me, Master of Wind."

He only hesitated for a moment before he went with her.

"This is a teapot," Morro said. "You're telling me a teapot can grant wishes? Maybe that would explain Wu's whole deal, but–"

"Inside this teapot is a djinn prince," Delara said, holding the gold item close to her body. "He is the source of my power, and he is who will grant your wishes."

Outside the wooden hut, the waves crashed against the ruins of Stiix. Morro grimaced. "Sure, whatever," he said. "How many wishes do I get?"

Delara smiled. "Three. There are rules, of course. You may not wish for more wishes, you may not wish for death, and you may not wish for love."

He tilted his head. "I cannot wish for death. Can I wish for life?"

Her eyes twinkled. "Do you, Morro?"

Morro knew better than to trust a ghost or a djinn, and especially not a ghost with the power of a djinn–but if Delara had the power to bring him back to life, then he would be a fool to pass up that chance.

"Then I wish to be my own, healthy, living self."

Each word was chosen carefully. His own self, so the wish couldn't stick him in someone else's body and claim it fulfilled his desire. Healthy, so he wouldn't be resurrected and immediately succumb to the same poison that killed him before. And, of course, alive, with the ability to grow up and have a future and everything else he never got to have.

"Your wish is yours to keep," Delara said.

Morro thought he was pretty damn clever until the pain hit.

He gasped, a sensation he had forgotten, and doubled over, wrapping his arms around his newly-corporeal body. "Stop!" he shouted. "This isn't what I wished for!"

"Oh, I'm sorry,," Delara said. "Did you not know? It is very, very painful to return to life. She crouched down next to him. "I could make it stop, though. Do you wish it away?"

Morro clenched his teeth hard. Stupid, stupid boy. He had been tricked again, like he should have known would happen. "Fuck you," he gasped. "I wish you would get out and stay out of Nya's body."

Delara's face fell into a scowl. "Very well," she said–and Nya's body toppled over, unconscious, while Delara got to her feet as a ghost.

Morro would have checked on her, but he already knew Nya didn't like him, and the pain worsened by the moment. He could feel every vein growing anew, every organ, every molecule, and it hurt. It took all his strength not to scream.

"You have one more wish, Morro," Delara said. "You never have to be hurt again, if that is your desire. What do you wish for?"

Dammit, he had been through worse than this. The cave, the Cursed Realm, the sea–Morro could barely move, but he reached for the communicator on Nya's wrist.

Delara stomped on his hand and he could no longer stay silent. "Foolish child," she said while Morro howled in pain. "The girl cares not for you. Do you think you will be welcomed back to your master with open arms? Wish it away, and you never have to face your failure again."

He couldn't endure it. "I wish," he said, hot tears pouring down his cheeks, "I wish–"

He didn't get to finish his sentence, because the door was kicked in. "What the hell?" Ronin said, pointing a water gun at Delara. "Nya? Morro? Holy shit–"

Delara glared down at him. "Another time," she said, and fled. She phased through the wall and vanished before Ronin could shoot water at her.

Nya woke when Ronin roused her. Morro managed to calm down enough to weep silently, trembling in pain. He barely noticed when the rest of the ninja arrived, barely understood Wu's attempts to soothe him–scalding hot tea was pressed to his lips, and as he drank it, his senses dulled until the world, mercifully, went dark.

#morrotober #morrotober2022 #wojira duo #ninjago morro #ninjago nya #ninjago delara #lego ninjago #ninjago #delara ninjago #morro ninjago #nya ninjago

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