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destinysbounty · 2 years

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Alright its elemental roulette AU time again, whether you like it or not! (for those of you who are curious, you can check out all my other posts about it here: 1, 2, 3)

Jay being Samurai X in this AU is pretty self-explanatory, so i probably dont need to talk about it in too much depth. But I will anyway!

In this version of events, Jay managed to perfect his mechanical wings, and then expanded it into a big ol flying suit of armor. So, think Samurai X mech, but crossbreed it with like, the Sonic Raider Jet or something. But also theres a distinctly comic-book-superhero flair to it all because of course there is, this is Jay we're talking about.

Same as canon, Samurai X starts making appearances, he begins upstaging the ninja, and its established that the current ninja team is full of angsty perfectionists, so OBVIOUSLY they all hate his guts. Jay is a little gremlin, though, and their frustration only encourages him to upstage them even more.

Eventually they do discover his real identity and meet him, and maybe realize they were being a bit too harsh when they should have been more appreciative of his support. So they invite Jay into the fold of their operations.

Jay may be a comparative rookie, but hes got the motivation. See, his parents were attacked by Fangpyres and got turned into Serpentines, and he figures that if stopping Pythor and co. can get him any closer to finding a cure for them, then he has to try. If nothing else, he can at least get some well-deserved revenge. And once he learns about the Great Devourer situation, he definitely doesnt want that to happen. Basically, hes motivated by the recent rise in Serpentine activity.

(Im also currently toying with the idea that Jay was turned Serpentine as well. I dont wanna elaborate on this point too much since im not certain i'll keep it, but its definitely something to think about.)

Regardless of motivation, Jay is more than happy to join the team. After all, who in their right mind would turn down an invitation to join a kickass team of superpowered crimefighters, as well as the opportunity to be trained by the son of a literal diety??? Sign him up!

....he did not realize what he was signing up for. The comic books did not prepare him for how traumatic saving the world can be. He would like a refund please

Of course, this realization doesnt strike until Zane's death. Jay's first real experience with loss. Sure, their battles have been scary and dangerous, but watching a friend die...watching a friend die to save the world...thats when it hits him that being a hero comes with a price. So he throws in the towel and bails.

That is, until Wu approaches him, saying that the ninja have all gone missing (bc they went to Chen's island without telling anyone). And well, Jay has lost one friend already, and it sucks. But hes not going to sit by and lose everyone else who matters to him, too. So he warily takes up his old Samurai X mantle again and sets out to find his friends.

So yeah Jay and Dareth team up on Chen's island and it is just as chaotic as you might imagine.

Also, i feel the need to point out that Jays stuff isnt all sleek and modern like Nya's. He doesnt have a secret base, he just tinkers away at his parents' scrapyard. He canonically doesnt know the proper name for an exhaust valve. His mechs and weapons do not look like they should operate by any stretch, but somehow they DO.

Nya got to the island by using holograms to disguise her vehicle. But in this AU, Jay gets to the island by building a shoddy jetplane out of spare tractor parts and crashing it into the side of a volcano.

Jay's strange blend of competence and incompetence only makes Morro hate him even more. By all rights, this chaotic grease monkey and living embodiment of the knife-cat meme should NOT be able to defeat him. That rusty mech thats really just a glorified trashcan should not be able to throw Morro through several concrete walls. And yet here we are.

Jay, meanwhile, delights in tormenting Morro. Because of course he does.

Now, he and Nya do still have their falling out, but its not due to a love triangle or anything. Its bc Jay bailed out after Zane's death, Nya got upset at him, and in the ensuing fight over it they both said some...pretty hurtful things. And over time they work on repairing their relationship again, but it still takes a long time before theyre ready to be a couple again.

Im currently torn between three possibilities. 1) Chen reveals the truth of his elemental power to him. 2) Jay spontaneously manifests lightning one day and everyone is very confused. 3) One of his Skybound wishes results in the discovery of his elemental power. Im a bit fond of option 3, if only bc that opens the opportunity for Skybound to focus more heavily on the adoption subplot, and would naturally build up to a true potential sequence at the end.

If so, maybe the wish that would have revealed Cliff Gordon's death ends up instead revealing his elemental power to him, forcing him to reconcile his birth parentage in the weirdest way possible. Idk id have to think about it, i havent seen Skybound in a while.

I think Jay does choose to be a ninja instead of a samurai, if only to feel closer to his birth-mother and to carry on her legacy/learn more about her, but still keeps a lot of gadgets and doohickeys on his person. The harness thingie on his Wildbrain gi? It serves as a holster for his various inventions and bizarre, unorthodox weapons.

Jay spends a decent chunk of time thinking he has no elemental powers, so he and Misako strike up an unexpected camaraderie as a result of thinking theyre the only non-elementals on the team. Wu is an elemental master and specializes in training others like him, but Misako isnt, and since spinjitzu is a bit different for those without elemental powers she offers to train Jay.

Jay may not be the strongest or most powerful fighter, but give him a paperclip and some dental floss and he'll find a way to macgyver your downfall. Its only when hes cornered into a hand-to-hand confrontation without any weapons that he tends to falter. Take away his gadgets and he starts to have issues, since he has zero combat training. So yeah he is in dire need of Misako's guidance.

And hey, maybe this is a good opportunity to explore Misako's character as well! Maybe they share a heart to heart, where Jay laments being abandoned and Misako reluctantly shares her motives and turmoil over leaving her son. Maybe she gets some character development. Oh! And maybe Jay sometimes joins her on expeditions.

Once Ray and Maya are saved, Jay and Cole very sheepishly ask them if they knew their mothers. And during the timeskip after season 7 they spend many nights hanging at the blacksmith shop, listening to Ray and Maya recount the good ol days.

And for the record, YES. Cole and Jay are still besties in this AU. Their dynamic is deeply important to me.

I also wanna redo Prime Empire to focus more on Jay's abandonment issues and you cant stop me.

For the purposes of this AU ive decided to replace Wojira with two new deities, one of lightning and one of ice. This means that Jay and Zane are both eligible to get Nyad-ified at the end of Seabound. Which one it happens to remains undetermined atm, altho im admittedly leaning a bit more towards Jay. If only because the mental image of Jay being made of pure lightning, and wanting to kiss Nya goodbye before vanishing into the sky but not being able to touch her without zapping her...yeah that concept is gonna live in my head rent-free for at least an hour

Its not much, but those are the broad strokes of what i have for Jay so far!

#ninjago #jay walker #morro #morro ninjago #wu #wu ninjago #zane julien #zane ninjago #nya smith #nya jiang #nya ninjago #lloyd garmadon #misako montgomery garmadon #elemental roulette au #destiny post

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sullustangin · 3 months

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Fluffy February Day 9: Storm

SWTOR

Time: 3648 BBY (5 ATC)

All the lights went out in Virtue’s Thief. Everything went dead silent for a second, including, much to Eva’s panic, the life support system. Then the backups kicked on. She sat, terrified, in the pilot’s seat, with the orange glow of the emergency lights.

She’d taken her first nightshift on the Thief, and she broke the ship. Somehow. Ma was going to kill her. Absolutely.

And indeed, Eva heard the second her mom’s boots hit the floor. Shit, she’s up.

Dad wasn’t going to be. He was probably going to sleep through the whole thing, as he did these days. Getting out of bed was a two-man operation, and her mother was already on the way to the cockpit.

Eva turned to Huck, who was riding shotgun in the co-pilot’s seat. “Remember, you’re not allowed to kill me, no matter what she says. I’m only 15. It’s your primary function to ensure I survive –”

“Interruption: to the date of your majority on your chaincode card. Correction: the chaincode card supplied to me by your mother. That is already 21.65 years old. Conclusion: my primary mission of ensuring your survival to the Republic age of majority has already been a success.”

Eva gave him a filthy look that only a foiled teenager could. “You can be a real massive bag of robo-dicks, Huck.”

“Objection! -- ”

Just then, the door hissed open. Athene Corolastor’s red hair was braided tightly to keep the curls under control, and she’d thrown on a thermal top over her sleepwear and put on the socks with the little grips on the bottom that she and Eva squabbled over. “What happened?”

“I don’t know, I swear to the Three Moons.” Eva leaned back the captain’s chair, away from the dashboard. “We were going along fine – and then it all shutdown.”

Athene frowned. “No contacts on the sensors?”

“Not even space junk or an asteroid.” Eva tapped at the nav computer. “We were on the course you plotted before going to bed. Didn’t touch nothing. Just made sure all the green lights stayed green.”

Athene nodded, distractedly. “I think…” she trailed off. She consulted the trajectories she’d charted and the current state of the ship. “We might have nicked the edge of a geomagnetic storm.”

Eva made a face. “How’s that happen?”

“Local sun might be throwing solar winds and agitating the planetary magnetospheres – mostly self-contained, but if things line up, they can get cranky enough to mess with planets that are in the system – or are passing through hyperspace at the time.” Athene rattled off the explanation as if it were nothing. It was needed to know for the business of galactic smuggling; the rest of her education (and Eva’s) was nowhere near as impressive. Athene motioned for Huck to get out of his chair. He immediately acquiesced and disappeared down the hallway.

Eva nodded, as if she understood any of that. “So not my fault?”

“Nope, not at all,” Athene replied, eyes still watching the lights on the dashboard slowly go green again. “You just hope it doesn’t happen in hot pursuit or take you out in a less than friendly territory.”

Eva slumped into the chair in relief. “I thought I broke the ship.”

“Happens to all captains, at some point.” Satisfied that the ship was recalibrating and resetting appropriately, Athene let herself sit down in the co-pilot’s chair. “Just part of learning the ropes. What you can predict… and what you can’t.”

Eva let out a sigh. “Feels like I’m always going to be learning – never a master –”

“Honey, don’t think you’re going to be one of those skypirates from those books,” Athene cut her off before she could whing. “We’re small-time. You’re clocking 1500 hours as if you were some real important pilot that would fly ships that took people places; this is all pretty demanding, for what we are…” Athene shifted in her seat. “But I want you to learn it right. I want you to be ready for anything.”

“Magnetic storms,” Eva gestured out the front viewport.

Athene nodded. “Fires. Hyperdrive failures. Fuel issues… All the things that are going to be yours one day.”

Mother and daughter exchanged smiles. Virtue's Thief was destined to be Eva's, hopefully far, far in the future.

The door chimed and slid open, and in skittered Hylo the cat, unable to bear being separated from Eva a second later.

And then his paw hit something on he way up the dashboard and the ship was plunged into darkness –

“..but I never had a cat on here before. That can be your new problem with the Thief.”

“…can you at least help figure out what he did?”

“…yeah.”

@fluffyfebruary

#fluffy february #swtor fan fiction #oc: eva corolastor #hylo the cat #oc: athene corolastor

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creatorproductive · 9 months

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How Bizarre Scooby doo!

0---]====> All Aboard <=====[---0

-=-=-=This AU contains Spoilers to Steel Ball run and Scooby Doo Mystery Inc. Future additions will contain: Violence, Character Death, Torment, and Fred being flung around like a dog toy. If anything else comes up i'll add it to the list!-=-=-=-=-=- The sound of a distant horn chugging along the tracks, an old train looking train based off the very locomotive that was raided during the Civil war. Though it looks old, it runs like any other modern train. 2013, although this year has a lot of things happening to America, it’s known for one thing, a story that no one ever heard off. The President, in this world, is a man, seeking a power only few can have.The horn gets louder, as that very President awaits at the station. President Funny Valentine, one of a kind, no one really knows his backstory, all they know is that he commissioned this said model train. Of course, he wasn’t the only one awaiting this train, with so many people at the station he had to bring his bodyguards. Of course I don't need to go into detail about Funny Valentine, and who he is, all you need to know is that, in this universe, he co-exists with the Others. In 1888, a rich family was met with tragedy, one that lasted generations, up until now. This Tragedy is one that everyone already knows, all you need to do is mention the name Joestar. Jonyle Cuhjo having defeated what they thought was the last of the curse of the joestars. Yet little did they know, fate would say otherwise. That is where our other Heroes play into this tale, a mystery beyond their comprehension, a mystery to unravel the truth behind the Joestars, a mystery that will surely end in tragedy.

“All Aboard!” Yelled the conductor, as the train finally made its stop, screeching to a halt. Of course the President was the first to board, being so famous afterall. It was when some groups of people caught his eyes. They were running from a green and blue van with red flowers. He recognized them, and that can only mean trouble, no matter, he can handle himself. He was quickly ushered into the train, entering his private train wagon.

“Hurry up, Gang, the train is here!” Ah yes, the group of young adults who had Funny Valentine on the edge of his seat. They were known for solving mysteries, traveling the world to solve said mysteries. Fred Jones, the one who is rushing everyone towards the train, “You all better behave! The President is said to be on this train!” He shouted back to the others.

“Like, we already have enough pressure!” The stumbling, clumsy boy named Shaggy. Like always he had food in his arms, as well as his friend at his side.

“Rahggy- Wook Out” The dog spoke almost intelligible as Shaggy trips over a loose stone in the middle of the platform. The food goes flying everywhere as Shaggy trips and falls over flat on his face. The food drops to the floor with a plop as his other friends, Velma and Daphne run past him laughing and giggling. “You shoold be more careful” He barked, looking at the tragedy sprawled around them.

“Doesn’t matter, like we need to get going!” Shaggy and Scooby catch up to the rest of the gang who are boarding. Tickets out and ready, although they said they had to leave the mystery machine behind, they were also excited, heading towards New york.

“Here we are, our quarters for the trip! It’s small but hey! It’s got a good window!” Fred opened the wooden door, entering into the small room.

“Fun fact, did you know, the front of the train, the locomotive, is actually based off the one from the civil war? You know the train chase?” Velma, the nerd of the group, though those many fun facts come in handy sometimes.

“So it’s a confederate train? Why would the President commision this to be rebuilt? Is’t that kinda-” Dephne, the logical one of the group, she’s usually the first to figure out who’s behind the fake monsters.

“From what I heard, he has a fascination with History, and thinks that all history should be preserved to learn from it. I can agree, even if the history is unfavorable.” He sits down on the bottom bed, the beds were like bunk beds in the wall. They were comfortable and surprisingly, as velma set, she took out her computer. “Here! President Funny Valentine, much of his family history is unknown, he is confirmed to come from around the california area. Huh, that makes a lot of sense, anyway, his Father was apparently an old Political figure head as a Mayor. And was originally a Captain in the army. Valentine is not very open about his past, but has gone on to state, when the time is right, all will know my true origins, my true universe. Wow…. creepy.”

“Hm, it’s a hit or miss with me, he seems fine but… ah well I guess now isn’t the time to get into that topic. What’s got me curious is that last line, “My true universe”, is he a poet or something?” Daphne sat next to Velma, looking at her computer screen.

“Like, it’s also weird he wouldn’t like, you know, talk about his life, since like, he’s the president and all?” Shaggy sat on his own bed, nervously chuckling.

“If you want you can ask him yourself, he is on this very train afterall.” Although Velma knew it was impossible, a part of her still wanted to know more about him. It was at this time the gang settled in, of course Scooby and Shaggy left for the food bar, Fred and Daphne, sitting out by the windows, and Velma alone in one of the train wagons, researching the president. They were all blissfully unaware of the danger they were about to find themselves in, the mystery that will have them question everything, even whether or not they should or want to know the answer. A bizarre adventure awaits them, a new matter, a matter of life or death, danger and destruction.

“Dirty deeds done dirt cheap. No one can exist as the same person in another world… except for me, and my stand ability. Unawares and nonchalant, you five will be my first lead the HOLY CORPSE PARTS”

!! Feedback Welcome!! Please be nice, i'm not the best writer hehe.

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jjba #jjba au #scooby doo #scooby doo mystery inc #scooby doo mystery incorporated #alternate universe #jjba fanfic #scooby doo fanfiction #writing

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liathebookwyrm · 2 years

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Adventures in ring-giving

Remember that post that went around a while back about a boyfriend photobombing his girlfriend with the engagement ring for a month? That's Nie Mingjue. Helped very enthusiastically by Nie Huaissang. Baxia is also involved, much less enthusiastically. The ring is tied to her collar in several of the pictures. On a very memorable occasion she tried to eat it.

Cue Nie Mingjue frantically trying to get it out of her mouth while also keeping Lan Xichen away despite his attempts to help. Ironically Nie Mingjue flying across the room to stop her was not the time Lan Xichen finally realised what was happening...

Although... Our elegant Zewu-jun being proposed to with a ring covered in cat drool would certainly be on brand... In any kind of universe. Nie Huaissang will never stop mentioning it. Especially the part where Lan Xichen teasingly accepted Baxia's paw in marriage (they already share Nie Mingjue anyway).

Speaking of the dread Nie First Lady, imagine if a cultivator's sword, being to an extent a reflection of their inner self, manifested outside of a battlefield scenario. Picture this: it's a regular Discussion Conference and suddenly Baxia is just wooooooshing through the room with whatever token the Nie use to propose dangling from the hilt. And Nie Mingjue chasing after her. Baxia's hilt keeps 'accidentally' getting caught on the trailing ends of Lan Xichen's forehead ribbon

After the 8th time this has happened, Nie Mingjue feels like he has to say something - "I'm so sorry, I think my sword wants to propose to you." Lan Xichen, full of fake innocence: "Is that a euphemism?" Nie Mingjue: qi deviates

Every time these two flirting I can just see both their brothers at opposite ends of the room (not very) subtly taking notes. You will pry the "Nie Huaissang writes the fantasy China equivalent of trashy romance novels" headcanon from my cold dead hands.

Nie Huaissang is taking notes for his oh-so-embarrassing wedding speech, and Lan Wangji is putting together a full compilation of flirting methods to try, because something has to work eventually. Jiang Cheng is of the (very accurate) opinion that Wei Wuxian wouldn't notice Lan Wangji's flirting attempts even if you bashed him round the head with them, but since when has Lan Wangji listened to anything Jiang Cheng says? Jiang Cheng, of course, is quite happy to try the head-bashing method several times just in case.

The note taking has been somewhat excessive… Being in a commited relationship would never stop nielan from being disgustingly sweet (and cheesy) with each other. There's years of material. Everyone thinks Lan Xichen is the more classically romantic of the two, but actually Nie Mingjue is the one doing all the cheesy gestures (in secret, of course).

Okay, but plot twist! Lan Wangji has talked himself into doing something obviously romantic for Wei Wuxian, his uncle's blood pressure be damned, but before he has a chance Wei Wuxian does something just as romantic out of nowhere. Was it spontaneous? Did he get hit by the awareness fairy with a baseball bat? Was he aware all along and being Wei Wuxian about it? Lan Wangji is too busy melting to a puddle of feels and little hearts to think about it.

It was, in fact, spontaneous and (kinda) accidental. Wei Wuxian just rolls with it cos he can't stop staring at Lan Wangji's soft expression and bright red ears. And we officially move from the "I must get him to look at me no matter what" phase to the "I need this particular expression aimed at me as often as possible" phase. Somewhere in the distance Jiang Cheng gets a tension headache and doesn't know why.

As always co-authored with/enabled by @sswangxian

#the untamed #lan xichen #nie mingjue #baxia #first lady of the nie #attempts at romance #nielan #nie huaissang is just here for the drama #and the tropes #we serve crack here sir

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sullina · 2 years

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"What? No, not at all I'm just... Uh..."

Meliodas was struggling, unsure how to proceed. Gowther stared up at him expectantly, waiting for an answer. Meliodas loved gus eyes, coming to a decision, and shoved part the Sin. Gowther was unbiased as he watched Meliodas bolt, black wings unfurling form his back as the demon flew. His orders were to simply tell her if his first attempt to stop Meliodas failed, so he simply went to wake the others.

Meliodas knew his attempt to sneak out was now fucked, and prioritized speed over stealth. Luckily for him only King and Merlin could possibly catch him jn tbe sky and he knew for a fact that he outed the fairy. He has been one of the fastest and most skilled fliers in the clan before he had left, and while be rarely brought his wings out he always prided himself on that fact and refused to let himself become rusty. Afterall, flight had by far been his favorite thing about being a demon and was far more useful than any dark powers.

Be heard shouting, the other Sins beginning their pursuit. Glancing back he saw King panting as be flew after him. He smirked ready for the race. King was undeniably fast for a fairy, that he had no doubt about it, but Meliodas had millenia of experience and had spent most of his developmental years fighting enemies who were also airborne, a completely different type of flying that the fairy kind had never needed or bothered to learn.

"Captain!?" Kingcalled lur, trying to stop him. Melidoas slowed a bit, glancing behind him, yelling back,

"I'm sorry King, but it's the only way! The clans too strong for the Sin's to take on right now!"

"No wait! Captain come back, we can find a way to- oof!"

It was as if Meliodas had disappeared, one moment he was flying the next he'd disappeared into a nearby cloud and King felt something claim against him, throwing him back. Diane caught him, but before she could turn to reprimand her captain for such a cheat shot Meliodas had disappeared, using a burst of speed and the co erase of night to disappear.

Angling himself against the stars he allowed his darkness to coat himself, providing camouflage as he flew. His hair was a dead giveaway, unfortunately, but his darkness should help to keep them from seeing him in a backdrop of night. It was a new moon tonight l, which helped Meliodas greatly as he escaped. He didn't know where he was going yet, but he knew he had to work fast. The Sins would be after him quickly and he wanted to be as far as possible from Liones when the Commandments catch on to his existence.

Meliodas sped through the air, not unlike he had often done 3000 years ago, fleeing from his own teammates. With not much else to do, his mind wandered.

All the way back before they got framed, before Zaratras was murdered, Meliodas thought almost daily about what he was doing right now. Before they bonded, when they actually hated him and after, when their behaviour suddenly changed and Meliodas thought they were just pulling a cruel prank on him... He would've left Liones for any reason, knowing Elizabeth was safe as long as he wasn't around, and happily spent his life never seeing the Sins again.

But now? Now, even after the ten years spent apart, they were almost like... like family to him, as humans would say. Almost like his own pack, even if they didn't know it.

Almost...

There was still a small part of Meliodas that told him the Sins were just one bad action from him away to go back to how it was all those years ago. His rational mind knew that there was no truth to this, of course... but he still couldn't snuff out the tiny bit of doubt, no matter how hard he tried.

Meanwhile, Merlin had regrouped with the Sins and was trying to get Meliodas' approximate location so she could teleport to him, but of course he had hidden his already weak magic signature as much as he could. Not to mention he was moving far too fast for Merlins spell to keep tracking him. Meliodas was gone the moment Merlin found him and with every passing second, he was moving farther and farther from Merlins maximum range.

#nnt #meliodas #sullina nnt #nnt everyone knows au

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fromkenari · 2 years

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Tell me not to write fic about Season 2 Ed taking The Revenge with Frenchie and Jim, telling them they’re all going to Bermuda and Frenchie and Jim arguing about the existence of he Bermuda Triangle while Ed stays at the helm and doesn’t speak for most of the journey. Meanwhile, Izzy is calling Ed’s bluff and has taken Fang and Ivan to go to another one of Blackbeard’s ships where Izzy gets together a handful of men he’s trusts for the mutiny because Ed told him that he’s retiring and pirates aren’t allowed to retire, right? So, they’re chasing The Revenge under Izzy’s lead, even though it’s not clear if Izzy is really going to go through with this and challenge Ed’s leadership. Then, more ships start chasing The Revenge and Izzy because Ed’s purposefully flying the black flag and the Caribbean is teaming with royal navies and they all want Blackbeard’s head on a pike. When Izzy catches up, Ed is waiting for him a good 20 miles off the coast of Bermuda and Jim and Frenchie are nowhere in sight, it’s just Ed when they raid The Revenge. Izzy challenges Ed to a duel and Ed stipulates, “to the death” (because Ed, let me tell you, most dramatic captain award.) Izzy wearingly agrees and for awhile Ed is just toying with Izzy and Izzy gets exceedingly frustrated that Ed’s not even putting up a fight and refuses to kill him if he won’t try, which leads to Ed prodding at that raw nerve as they continue and eventually he has Izzy shouting that he loves Ed. About that time, a warning shot is fired over both ships. You’d think it would be the navies, but it’s not. It’s Stede and crew on a comandered ship. And Izzy accuses Ed of having this in his plan, but Ed says no, the plan was for them to die together because he can’t be Blackbeard anymore but he can’t let Izzy down, and Stede showing up was not in the cards. About then is when someone calls out about a ship in the distance. And then another. And another. And Izzy proclaims that Ed’s killed them all when he takes a look through a telescope. And Ed’s like, “Yeah, that was kind of the point.” Frenchie and Jim are already crossing in a dinghy to Stede’s ship. And then Ed is like,

“Well, we should get going if we want to live.”

“Edward, now is not the time for your brand humor if we are going to.”

“Izzy, we’re not staying here.”

“What?”

“I told you there is a plan.”

“Right. You going to do a theatrical performance of this one?”

“Izzy... Come on! You’ll have follow orders just a tiny bit longer...”

“*deep sigh of knowing* I’m not going to captained by Stede Bonnet.”

“*shouts for someone to get the remaining dinghy ready* So you make some of the orders as co-captain!”

“We’ll be deadmen walking no matter where we go.”

“Isn’t that already the case?”

“Edward--”

“I’m not going without you and Blackbeard dies here, in the Bermuda Triangle, where he belongs, with Izzy Hands at his side.”

“How?”

“Trust me. It’s part of the plan.”

“You said Bonnet wasn’t the plan!”

“He’s not! Well, he wasn’t.”

“You never planned to die here, did you?”

“Only in name.”

“And me?”

“Oh please, Izzy, don’t be dramatic. I couldn’t kill you even if I wanted to.”

“What’s the plan?”

“Get everyone in the dinghy and I’ll tell you as soon as we’re dead.”

Anyway. They get to Stede’s ship and Edward looks at Stede as he comes aboard, they grip each other’s arms and before Stede can get a word out, Edward is saying,

“We’d better go.”

“*soft gasp* Right, you’re right. I’ll have Mr. Buttons set a course for--”

“China.”

“Are you serious?”

“Never felt more serious in my life about anything or anyone, dear love.”

“*shouts for Buttons to set a course for, gulp, China and calls for all hands to get them moving* Edward, we need to talk.”

“We will, Stede. We will, but I want to watch Blackbeard die first.”

“Wh-What?”

And while they’re pulling away, as expected by Ed, one of the naval ships has already swung around and is firing at the pirate ships to claim the kill before the other two can. Ed is relieved as all three ships start firing on The Revenge and the other ship known to be Blackbeard’s. Stede’s face is gaping in abject horror and Izzy is standing there like he knew this was all going to happen, but then, the entire wreckage explodes which makes both Stede and Izzy duck and swear loudly while Ed is giddy as a flaming boot lands on the deck and someone grabs it up and shouts that there’s a foot inside. The debris field is massive but is also hard to see thanks to the smoke pouring out of The Revenge which creates a massive distraction and shield for their getaway.

“What was the plan before?” asks Izzy.

“Did you have to blow it up?” asks Stede.

“A pirate never reveals the secrets of his f*ckery,” is the only answer Ed gives as he grabs them both around their shoulders with an arm and pulls them close as they’re both yelling the same question of what if Stede’s warning shot had missed and hit the hull.

Oh hey, I’m done with this bunny for now. :)

#our flag means death #fan fic #ish #edward teach #stede bonnet #izzy hands #things i'm probably never going to write #but it would be nice #out of curls

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the-firebird69 · 6 months

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and we use this they are ooppressivley annoying here are dumb daft dont see the empire. no not teh quasi empire sh jesus yo blind idiots. they get it no.

see it no. 1.4 billion is not thirty buillion ok add in shield ships and htey say where and we say all over. and htey are daft. mean and say ow do you do it force and ok. they ove away and cover more area say we are suckers. and they get it ok.

then this we see it. no. are cloaked they do see b u t dont say it. we roll shortly to stop these from harming ours. and ohters. and we move fst ok. really fast. tons doe it. no we do.

the skillet can cause insanity. ad you are damaged already are proned. and no gear or outfits. nor vehicles that work in it at all. morlock ok.

and we see it ok try and you dont want to we do. and fast too and yes the kit cars we produce have emr shield and static discharge in them. tons of it due to fiberglass and yes it is somewhat immuned as the frame too has discharge.

onto tonight.

here is hell tons of suits and criminal court no ten cases. five started. and tommorrow five more. it is about fifty cases so ar on the docket each one has several cases combined. same house and such no. back to back. today bja and co. tommorrow the pseudo empire. and do it to each other. tons of them are at it now. they try for our son ok and to get him into court too. and dont do it for that but try to. there are huge numbers of cases being compiled for this coming week. and to stop it up no are infighting. some macs too and ridiculos the forgierns say this is gross soft porn. and no it is nasty evil stuff and keeps them out. they see it. ok.

but for real the morlock fall macs weaken. and it is working. need it even tommy f says it we fail this sucsk. and forg weaken a bit. too. duue to this court battle issue.

about ten thousand cases next week will be presented and this week one thousand. and by end of day tommorrow we think two hundeed in. the rest on hold are lessor crimes they file the murder charges immediatly. ton of them will be in prison for real. and they mean it. and it is versus about a thousand people he cases this week. half to prison this week. half monday. tons fo them say it, we need it adn try for him and nope. tons. and htey are generals and reeants mostly morlock. not many macs will go to prison. we think a few. tehy are culled too. dont matter toomuch and are not liked by mac proper.

they use it now and say it dont publish and such we stop them. they take ships and go after ships. need it adn heard it the stone is real. and move now fast.

and each case has about ten in it no twenty adn fifty cases each day and three days no four. started on tuesday, and then a few wednesday andd more today. i tis increasing in ferocity. tons on monday will be submitted. tons tried here. and the overflow might go to sarasota and or ft meyers. tons say it what teh hell are we wdoing. and it is on they say no justice for you or us then both. we go down togetehr. and they are at the first ring. and outer ring. they sent thirty. and ten are out no but it is a war and fight and they are surrounded, ten are. now too. and he knows a few of them. and in rucks big ones no hole from here too many hit. retreated and tons out. twenty ran. now this is on. ok. they say did not run had to yes devistated forces they did not flea fast enough. try to leave are trapped and book it back and forth. fly ing fast no driving. and it isterrifying for them. tons say it we are doomed. faster. cantwe wreck it. they dont care move it. and in a few probaly out.

tons say it we are doomed. are at 120 still. and not less or more well ok are at about 170 still confident. started at three hundred had a falling out and the rings were made dropped half yes. and in the fight to establish the rings. almost half. and are at it now. and for real 170. it was a large drop and he sys it matche society adn thiehr areas. mostly and does. they leave and lose ppl so we are still at about 250 and for real they see. not that much lost but the midwest are city and outskirts some beyond mostly no. and shrink daily now faster than all hell due to the gold in wires and conduit. tons go in now ok tons

Thor Freya

Olympus

the middle areas are one hundred houses. and will fall similtaneously no. are now. 250 the number. and garth has no clue bout macs. mostly his fall too. we expect a hundred by the en of next week no. they go to the isle or the west. shortly too.

Thor Freya

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ultra-maha-us · 1 year

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Taking Control of Your Financial Destiny - Sound Financial Advice For Women

When I meet women who are totally clueless about their household finances until an emergency has arisen. While everyone should view this recession as a "time to re-engage"; women have a much stronger obligation to take control of their own financial destiny.

As if we are not already overburdened with balancing a career and family life; understanding the financial industry and how it affects our daily lives is a necessity for all women. When we sit idle and put our financial lives on automatic, it's equivalent to financial suicide.

Case in point, one of my clients had no idea her husband had been paying their mortgage for the past three years with credit cards. He never told her he was laid off from work and accepted a new job earning only half of his previous corporate salary. He was responsible for paying all of the household necessities and her salary was designated for the "household luxury items".

Not knowing about their financial position, she continued to spend her salary without putting any savings away. She was devastated when process servers rang her doorbell to serve them both with a foreclosure complaint.

I'm sure many women would proclaim that this could never happen to them, but it's far too common. The next situation demonstrates another widespread problem women are faced with today.

Mrs. Anderson decided to retire Finanzberatung after thirty years as an elementary school teacher. She planned to travel and enjoy a leisure life. Unfortunately, Mrs. Anderson's monthly retirement check wasn't enough to cover her bare necessities. Her retirement account was slaughtered by the financial markets. After reviewing her retirement account, it was heartbreaking to know that this could have been avoided.

Mrs. Anderson's retirement account was depleted because no one was managing her account. Yes, she had an advisor, but Mrs. Anderson's account wasn't monitored or invested to match her goals and objectives since her husband's death ten years prior. Mr. Anderson was the Financial Manager of the household and Mrs. Anderson had no interest in financial matters.

Again I ask, what is wrong with this picture? After spending her entire life being everything to everybody, Mrs. Anderson's quality of life has been altered because of lack of knowledge. I can present endless scenarios, but my goal is to shine a light on the solutions.

Moving forward, all women must have a stronghold on their financial future. The American financial system as we knew it, no longer exists. Personal Financial Management should be the job of both heads of household. Think about it, what happens if there's an emergency, and the co-pilot can't fly the plane?

If you're the sole head of household, the responsibility is even greater. It's impossible to effectively operate your household, and raise financially astute children if you have no knowledge yourself. Take charge of your financial destiny by equipping yourself with the proper tools.

Seek out financial literacy training that leads to Financial Aptitude. Financial Aptitude will enable you to take personal responsibility for managing your finances, make investment decisions that match your short and long-term needs, select the right financial consultants and effectively plan for retirement.

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maizumis · 3 years

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— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN THEIR CHILD SAYS THEY ARE NOT THEIR FAVORITE PARENT

ft. timeskip!miya atsumu, suna rintarou, iwaizumi hajime, bokuro koutaro, osamu miya

note: reader refered as mom ‼️ not edited cos I'm sleepy </3 enjoy hotties 😽

•ATSUMU opened the door with his daughter in one hand while the other had a huge blue balloon she wanted, hearing the click of the door you turn around and see your little bundle of joy running with open arms to you "mommy! I missed you" event if the two of them went out for an hour and a half, you really missed her too "aww darling! I missed you too! I'm your favorite, right?" she gave your cheek a sweet kiss with his tiny hands in your jaw "yes! mommy the best" at this scene, atsumu was long forgotten on the door, amused about what his daughter just said "and what about papa? he bought you this balloon!" he moved his hand to make presence of it, slightly jealous of you "papa is very good too! it's just mommy is always the best" you let go of her embrace, tucking her brown hairs behind her ear "why don't you go and clean yourself? I can make a choco milk!" she didn't need to be told twice that was already running to the bathroom " ‘tsumu you know she doesn't mean it, right?" pouty atsumu came walking to you "a know but a want to be her favorite now!" chuckling at his childhood behavior, you make sure to peck him before going to the kitchen, even after all this year's you never failed to make him blush "you can be her favorite tomorrow ‘tsum, come hug me now"

• SUNA had his daughter on his lap, paw patrol playing softly on the TV in front of them, you always tease him about how he is more into the show than his own daughter but he is quickly to change the subject, everytime "how was your day at school baby?" the little girl raised her head from his chest, messy hairs blocking her sight " ‘t was okay, I missed mom" his hand was already on the hairs in front of her eyes, using the hair-band he always had on his wrist just in case something like this popped out "and you missed dad too I like to think" she hummed before resting her head on his torso again, little hands roaming around his body like she was caressing him "I did, but mommy is my favorite so I missed her more... I'm gonna go to sleep daddy, wake me up when mom ‘s home" and with that she was out, leaving suna with wide eyes and lots of questions filling his brain, the clack of the open door scares him, even knowing it's you coming home from work, he was deep in thought "a penny for your thoughts, rin?" he sighs before patting the place next to him on the couch, you gladly obey and lay your head on his broad shoulders "she told me you're her favorite" you interlaced your fingers with his, giving him a little squish "you know she is just a child, right? she lives you so much, everytime you're away she only talks about you" a little hope came back to his eyes "really, she talks about me?" you hummed, assuring him he is the one of the biggest thing in his daughters mind "lots, rin"

•IWAIZUMI was playing with his daughter in the backyard, his hands on both sides her waist while he throws her up and down the air "higher daddy! higher!" her little giggle brought life to his ears, this kid was gonna be the death of him "I wanna fly! like the birds we saw in the park!" "that's very high, sweetie" she was screaming her lungs out, non-stop laughing, toothy smile on her face that had a little of chocolate that Hajime gave her after lunch as a secret between the both of them. to lost in their own world, they didn't notice your arrival, they were having the times of their lifes "I'm home! where's my sweet girl and lovely husband?" her eyes got wider than they already were and her smile impossibly bigger "mama! you're home, put me down dad I wanna go hug mom!" he placed her down on the grass and her little legs were running as fast as they could "mommy! we had such a funny day! we saw lots of things outside?" you could tell hajimd was a proud dad, his daughter being talkative and smart, she sometimes reminds him of tooru "yeah? and what else" "I was telling daddy I wanted to be a bird but I missed you so much! you know you're my favorite, mom" hajime's lips were pressed into a thin line while his brows got a little down, you could tell he was feeling a little insecure so a little assurance wouldn't make him wrong "go inside and change your clothes then we can do something together, how does that sound?" she went inside the house screaming he was gonna wear her favorite blue dress, you giggled at her cute actions "hajime, the entire neighborhood can feel you, she doesn't mean it, she is just a child, we did the same when we were her age" he went towards you and placed his big arms around your waist, placing his head on the crook of your neck "I know, but we were having such a good time" your hands came to his face so you could make him see you "and we are gonna keep having a good time! we have to make sure you're her favorite by the end of the day, come on big boy! we are in this together" and with that you started running inside the house, holding his hand in the way in, the feeling of love and pride fulfilling his heart, happiness and love could be described like this exact moment, he thinks

•BOKUTO happily took his son out, ready to spend a little ‘daddy-son day’ as he called them, sometime they would go to his practice or to the aquarium! to learn everything they can about the infinity of animals the ocean has. today they decided they would be going for an ice-cream then straight to the park to play a little "okay bud! what flavors do you want? one or two?" the kiddo look up to the list of flavours that were in front of him ‘so many choises’ he thought before speaking "chocolate and vanilla please!" his choose of flavors made bokuto think about the old days, when you would wait for him in highschool after every practice to go on a date, you always, and he means always, wanted to eat vanilla ice-cream, I didn't matter the occasion "you know, your mom loves vanilla ice-cream! what if we buy a little for her?" his little golden eyes were shinning at the mention of his mom "yes! she's my favorite so she deserves ice-cream for being a good mommy" mid way taking his wallet out of his pocket, bokuto stops, looking directly to the floor "I'm sorry, your favorite what?" "my favorite parent! duh" he tried, he really tried not to have an episode in front of everyone but his deflated hair was exposing him "oh, that's good! your momma is perfect!" "she indeed is, dad!" the laugh of his son made him feel a little better, but ache on his heart was still there; after both of them has their ice-creams in hand, they started walking towards the park hand in hand "yummy! daddy this is delicious! you're absolutely my favorite!" like that? kids changes of opinion that fast? either way, his heart was pumping with joy "of course I'm your favorite! let's go play and the we can buy more ice- cream!" needless to say, you had a fridge full of icecream that night and two sugar rushed boys

•OSAMU has one twin in either side of him, his little girl with two pigtails while is beautiful boy had a green apron on "I know mommy will love this!" the little boy exclaimed, his daughter quickly following behind "uh-huh! mommy always love when we cook for her" osamu was happy he had this life, he didn't expect to have twins the first try but here he was, bragging about his perfect set of kids to his brother every chance he had "yer mommy loves both of ya so much" the kids were trying to make the onigiri shape with the rice while giggling "I know mommy love us! she is my favorite indeed" osamu's heart skipped a beat after hearing is daughters words "ugh she is my favorite too! I love it when mama let us sleep with her" but why is he saying this when he lets them sleep with him too? "that's right! we need to make this onigiri perfect so she is proud" nervously chuckling to erase a little the tension he was feeling "okay, daddy keeps going from here, go set the table and change yer smelly clothes!" the kids were racing to their respective bedrooms, yelling how they were gonna be prettier than the other one. the younger twin was so deep in thought leaning on the kitchen counter that he didn't acknowledge your presence "samu, baby, I'm here, everything okay?" his features relaxing when he saw you, gently placing one hand in your chin to kiss you "everything good sweetheart, the kids just told me yer their favorite parent so am just thinking a lil" you were laughing at his concern, those same kids told you this morning that his papa was their favorite "you want to know something fun ‘samu?" he raised a brow before his hands found home on your waist, gently pressing your chest to his "what, love" your hand came to play with the hairs he has on the forehead "this kids told me this morning you were his favorite, don't take to seriously what they said ‘samu, they love you unconditionally" taking your advice, he pecked you before hearing little steps coming to the room "our alone time has ended angel, a love ya" finishing his words with a sweet kiss

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gaysimpsstuff · 3 years

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BNHA Characters + Their Biggest Kinks

PT 2 Here

PT 3 Here

Genre: smut, obviously

Warnings: NSFW themes, hard kinks, BDSM kinks, lots and lots and weird kinks

Other: felt horny, wrote this

NSFW Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @combat-wombatus @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy

Characters: Hawks, Bakugou, Dabi, Shigaraki

Keigo Takami/ Hawks-

Authority Kink- mans has spent his entire life being bossed around, he needs you to submit to him completely and without question. Call him ‘sir’ and he’ll melt. When he’s in this mood, there’s no room for brattyness. Just bend over and let sir take his stress out on you.

Wing Kink- Pretty self-explanatory. The underside of a bird’s wings are very sensitive, and get them horny in no time. Same thing with his back, one when you were cuddling, you were playing with his wings and massaging his back, and you noticed he had his face hidden and he was breathing kind of heavily. It was an embarrassing situation to explain...

Breeding- This one comes more into play during Nesting Season, he just has you pinned down and just keeps going and going and going, trying to fill you up with his babies even if you want get pregnant. You’ll always be his little breeding slut. Even better if you have a bird or lizard quirk and you lay eggs (infertile usually). Even with a male reader he’d want to ‘breed.’

Pegging- He likes to bottom sometimes, so that he can whine and cry and beg and be a good boy for his y/n. Expect him to come home from work feeling more tired than stressed. Total pillow princess. He needs you to fuck him into the mattress so hard that he’s only flying tomorrow.

Praise/body Worship- This goes both ways. You’re his everything, and he wants to make sure you’re aware of how much he appreciates you, but he’s so insecurities that he needs it in return. Soft, teasing touches, whispered I love yous, doing so wells, my pretty baby, go a long way for this man.

Dirty Talk- he wants you to know just what he’s going to do to you, how he’s going to fill you up so good, make you need him and his cock, make you cry for him to keep going, beg for his cum. Even when he’s on bottom, he’s babbling and whining. You can’t get this man to shut the fuck up. It can get annoying at times.

Bath/shower sex- this plays more into his bird instincts. Bathing/ cleaning oneself usually gets birds horny. They usually preen prior to mating season so look out for that. There’s just something about ducking you in his bathtub (jacuzzi) that gets him going like nothing else.

Katsuki Bakugou/ Dynamight-

Switch- this man will present as a top, but he has absolutely nothing against getting manhandled and having the life fucked out of him. Just so long as he can do the same to you. Fuck him rough and good and then take his revenge tomorrow.

Rigger- after all he’s been through, he does not wanna be tied up at all. But he has no problem with handcuffing you or wrapping your pretty body up in Shibari and watching you struggle against them. Will totally tease you the whole time.

Gags- You’re still talking? You need to shut the fuck up. Or else you’ve got something keeping your mouth shut. Tape, underwear in mouth, his hand or fingers, or an actual gag. Loves your muffled sounds when he asks you a question. “Want me to keep going? You gotta say so. Aw I didn’t hear anything so I guess you want me to stop...”

Dirty Talk- Just like Hawks, he can’t keep his mouth shut. But this one is spilling the dirtiest filth you’ll ever hear. Plays into a minor corruption kink. Wants you to repeat it all back to him. On the flip side, gets so flustered when you talk dirty to him. Whining about how you’re a pervert, but just ignore him, he’s hard as shit right now.

Dacryphilia- All those years of Deku crying and you think he wouldn’t have a crying kink? Thinks your tears are so beautiful, might even lick them off your face. “Aww, look at you~ crying for my fuckin cock.” Don’t be weirded out if he licks them off your face. He also cries during sex, though. It’s just too fucking good and he hasn’t had a good cry in a while. Tease him about it and he’ll hide his face, but praise him for it and he’ll cry even harder.

Praise- This man shouts enough degradations outside the bedroom, he wants sex to be different from everything else. Gets a little embarrassed first time he praises you, but if you look at him with those shy eyes and a quivering lip, he’s just gonna keep loading it on. He also wants to be praised, both out of insecurities and superiority. When he’s bottoming just repeat how amazing he’s doing, how no one else is as pretty as him. When he’s on top, he still needs you to be praising him. Tell him how good his cock feels, how he’s gonna make you cum, how no one else fucks you as good as him.

Impact Play- mostly spanking. Uses his quirk. He loves it when your skin forms a light burn in the shape of his hand. Spanks you even if his handprints don’t show up on your skin. He needs it to, just keep smacking his stomach and thighs with a paddle until he’s sobbing.

Touya Todoroki/ Dabi-

Degradation/ Brat Taming- Starting off with the roughness with this guy. These two go hand in hand for Dabi, you need to know where you belong. Underneath him, begging and crying for his cock, his mercy, anything. You need to understand your only purpose is to service him, moan for him, and be his little personal cumdump.

Hard Dom- he won’t go easy on you, no matter what, you’re not getting it sweet or easy. It’s always going to be rough, fast, and difficult. Just try and complain.

Size kink- We all know this man is hung like a donkey, too big to handle. Loves it when you’re trying to suck him off and can’t even get down halfway. Even better when he’s pushing in, and can’t get further than six inches in. Just laughs at how “your cute little hole can’t take my fat cock can it, baby?”

Sadism- Pretty obvious, he likes hurting you. Knives? He’s got plenty. Fire? More relunctant but sure. Impact play? Yes sir. Loves seeing you cry and you babble about how much it hurts. His favorite thing is to write his name on your back with light burns that usually fade in a week or so. Always takes care of your injuries afterwords.

Bondage- Can’t have his little baby trying to touch themself can he? Can’t have his darling trying to escape from him, can he? No no, you’re better off tied to the bed, taking everything he gives you like a good little slut.

Sensory Deprivation- He wants you waiting, dreading maybe, anticipating, his next moves. You don’t know where he’ll touch you, what he’s saying, and you can’t do anything to stop it.

Corruption- He has a thing for people who seem innocent, and he wants to corrupt that innocence. To everyone else, you’re naive, doe-eyed, and probably can’t do anything for yourself. He’s going to change all of that. Bonus points if you’re actually fully capable and he morphs into a co-dependant mess. This man is all Yandere nothing else.

Teasing/ edging- Loves working you up to the grand finale, then pushing you back to the first scene. You’ll never forget his laughter as you beg him for your orgasms. You’ll be lucky if he lets you cum at all. He’ll humiliate the fuck out of you for your pitiful begging.

Tomura Shigaraki/ Symbol of Terror

Mommy/Daddy/Renny (Renny is the gender neutral term for Mommy/Daddy)- This man will call you whatever you want, but this is his go-to nickname for you. You’re taking care of him in and out of the bedroom, at least until he matures.

Switch- Up until he matures, your on top of him the whole time. Loves it when you’re in control, but after certain events in the manga and anime, he starts to gain an apprentice for being on top, although being so unused to it, he has a lot less kinks for being on top than on bottom.

Pegging- self-explanatory. He was always afraid of disintegrating his dick, and anal stimulation meant most of his fingers were pointed away from his body while only two or three were touching his skin. Safer. Now he’s got a huge appreciation for anal play, anytime you see him naked, he probably has a butt plug in.

Pet-Play- he’s your dumb little puppy, okay? Treat him like a bitchy little animal and he’ll do whatever you want. Feel free and drag him around on a leash or feed him food out of a bowl on the ground.

Feet- he doesn’t know why, but your feet are such a fucking turn on. Whether you’re wearing combat boots with spikes, fancy heels with a flower on them, or normal tennis shoes. Socks, thigh-highs and tights? Man is already begging. Just step on him and give him a foot job already! He’s begging, come on!

Water sports- kind of gross, skip this one if it’s gross for you (it is for me but for some reason I’m writing about it) but it’s something he appreciates more as a top than a bottom. Controlling when you go to the bathroom, giving you so many drinks, watching you squirm, begging and crying for him to let you relieve yourself, only to piss yourself. And when you do that, he’s on his knees in front of you, drinking it. Loves how embarrassed you get. Says “anything you make is always gonna be the best” while licking his lips.

CNC- something he enjoys as a top or a bottom. Skip this one if it’s weird or wrong to you, or a trigger. Always pre-planned with a safe word and everything, but he always pretends it’s real. Something about you or him not having a choice, being forced to take whatever the other gives them, begging for it all to stop but being betrayed by your body, it all just drives him crazy.

S&M- Doesnt care of he’s the S or M. He just loves pain. Crying when you spank or slap him, watching you scream as he cuts his name onto you.

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positivexcellence · 3 years

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Celebrating Supernatural's humanity in its time of dying

It’s also worth noting that the show’s message works, in part, because the people involved in creating it are pretty great themselves. In 2016, when Supernatural won EW’s fan-voted cover contest, I landed my first cover story. It meant traveling to Vancouver for a set visit. It meant having dinner with Jared and Jensen. It meant I was nervous. We sat down to dinner, and within 60 seconds, Jensen ordered tequila shots for the table, followed by Jared thanking me for flying up there because “this means a lot to us.” Instantly, I realized that this interview wasn’t a task that they were dreading. It was a celebration, and they were going to enjoy it. Nothing was more apparent to me during that meal than how much they love Supernatural. They’d pull up old scenes that they were proud of on their phones for all of us to watch. As Jared said to me, “Goddammit, if you’re going to do something that makes a difference then it has to mean something to you.” The other thing that became obvious as the guys talked about the show was that if you loved it too, you were family to them. Much like Sam and Dean, they see the good in people.

As the interview was winding down, and desserts were being ordered, I offered to turn off my tape recorder so that they could speak freely. (It’s something you’ll see a lot as a journalist, the way someone’s body language changes when that red light isn’t staring at them.) Jared reached out and stopped me. “We trust you,” he said. And he had no reason to. But until they see bad in someone, they expect good.

That dinner took place at the start of the show’s 12th season, and the actors talked about how much they still loved their jobs and wanting to wrap things up before that changed. Cut to September 2020, and their last day filming as Sam and Dean. After a five-month hiatus from their characters thanks to COVID-19, it was time for the show to do the one thing it’d never done: Say goodbye. “The feeling I had that day was more like pride, emotional pride,” says Ackles of the final day of filming. “Like, look at what we’ve done. Look how far we’ve come, and look at these people who helped us build this incredible piece of art that we'll get to hang our hats on for the rest of our lives.”

Padalecki recalls the emotional moment when he and Ackles crossed the border back into the United States from Vancouver, marking the reverse of the road trip they'd taken in season 1. "It was right during all the wildfires, so the sky was really weird," says Padalecki. "It felt like a Supernatural episode or something. We crossed the border together and it just felt like a pretty poignant meaningful full-circle [moment]."

Fans will see the series finale, which Padalecki has already deemed his favorite of all time, in a matter of days. With God’s conclusion spelled out in episode 19, we know the installment will feature a more intimate look at the Winchester bros. “We wanted it to, in some ways, hearken back to where the show began, which was two guys on the road saving people, hunting things,” co-showrunner Andrew Dabb says, with co-showrunner Robert Singer adding, “It's a very emotional episode. It's a personal story really about the boys.”

But more than anything, it’s the final story, which leaves us to wonder what the series’ legacy will be. If you ask me, it’s the reminder to see the good in humanity, and to fight for it. That message will transcend every clever twist, every epic stunt scene, and terrifying monster.

Supernatural began as the story of two guys who wanted to do some good, and will end as the story of two guys who did a whole lot of it. When Sam and Dean have worked their last case, ganked their last monster, and eaten their last piece of pie, they can rest easy knowing that, long after they have stopped hunting things, their message will still be saving people.

#j2 #Jared Padalecki #Jensen Ackles #entertainment weekly #Andrew Dabb #brothers

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hwascripts · 3 years

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Domestic life with Hawks (Keigo)

Desc: What it’s like being married to Hawks, living with him, my own personal headcanons and how he is as a husband overall

TW// Swearing, very brief mention of Hawks’ childhood trauma (you’ll miss it if you blink kinda thing)

oh my god I have not posted a headcanon in over 2 months- let’s hope this makes up for it

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-Let me just get the ball rolling and say this man will tease you 25/8. He 100% uses his feathers to snatch things out of your hands, or he’ll move every piece of furniture a few inches so that you’re confused but not suspicious.

“Keigo was this table here before?”

“Yeah babe, it’s been there since we first bought it”

“Strange...I could of sworn it was closer to the right”

-Little shit can barely hold back his chuckles as he watches you knock into everything like a baby deer.

-Aside from teasing you relentlessly I don’t think he would ever pull any seriously harmful pranks- he hates when you’re angry with him.

-Because of how busy he is being the number 2 hero neither of you get to go on as many dates as you want. Dates with Hawks usually only happen once a month- twice if you’re lucky.

-But it’s okay because Hawks is the type of husband that won’t ever let you feel forgotten.

-Expect him to fly by your office while you’re in a meeting because he does it so often that your co-workers place bets on when he’s going to pop by next.

- He’s definitely flown into the window before

-Aside from ambushing you at work, he’ll send different flowers to your office all the time with a little note attached explaining the meaning.

-He’s the type of husband who can read you like a book, you cannot get ANYTHING past this man.

“Babe I know you’re mad about me taking all of your left shoes and making you late to work”

“How the fuck-“

“I’ve interrogated class A villains for years, reading you is a walk in the park”

-No but for real it’s scary how quick he is to catch onto your feelings, it’s like a sixth sense. You could be having a bad day at work and suddenly:

Message from Kei❤️💍: Why don’t we go out for dinner tonight?

-Man his perceptive abilities are god tier.

-He’s the type of husband that quietly comforts you by letting you cry on his shoulder while he holds you. Hawks is great at smooth talking, but Keigo genuinely has no idea how to verbally comfort you.

-He feels like he can completely let go of the Hawks persona when he’s around you. He’s not “Pro-Hero Hawks” when he’s alone with you, he’s just regular Keigo.

-And he’s a very trusting husband because if he can let go of that persona and be vulnerable self around you, then he has no reason to have even the slightest bit of doubt.

-Oh you thought he was protective when he was your boyfriend? get ready for “mother hen Keigo” after the two of you get married.

-He has so many enemies and now that you’re his official other half he needs to increase your security- he would hate himself if he allowed you to get in harms way.

-Of course he knows you have boundaries- he would never want to make you feel overwhelmed. He’ll just ask the hero’s patrolling your area to report to him if there’s anything suspicious.

-Now that we’ve gone over what he’s like as a husband, let’s talk about the process of moving in with him.

-Let’s be honest, he won’t feel confident enough to ask you to move in with him until you’ve been together for at least 4-5 years.

-He needs to know that you’re here to stay before taking such a big step with you. Don’t be surprised that he’s asking you to move in with him on the day he proposes.

-Hawks lives a fast paced life, never having someone who stuck around for more than a few years. He’s hesitant to propose because in the back of his mind he fears you’ll leave him too.

-Once you say yes and agree to move in with him, he starts to panic a little.

-His penthouse apartment feels so empty because he’s never had the time or patience to even personalize it- he’s always busy working, why should he care?

-The logical side of his brain makes him realize that the two of you will make it feel like a real home.

-Once the day came around he helped pack all your belongings and he just marveled at all your interests- civilians had the free time to have interests whereas he barely had the time to rest.

-He packs each of your belongings with care after analyzing each piece. You end up bonking him on the head because what the hell is taking so long?

-After all of your things are put away in your new shared home, he can’t help but grin a little bit. He was finally experiencing what a home is supposed to feel like.

-The first few months you need to stop him from buying ridiculous things.

“Keigo what the hell?! I said no stupid purchases!”

“An inflatable banana pool floater is not a stupid purchase”

-He has a nasty habit of throwing his dirty hero costume on your favourite rug whenever he gets home.

“Babe I’m sorry, I’ll stop doing it”

“You said that yesterday, and the day before!”

-Whenever he’s exhausted he’ll flop on top of you and ask you to rub the tender spots around his wings.

-Good luck getting him off you if he falls asleep while you rub his back, man sleeps like a damn boulder.

-You have to teach him how to make nutritious meals because this man will literally eat anything so long as it’s quick. As a hero he rarely has time to eat, so cooking good food is completely off the table for him.

-You end up cooking him filling lunches/dinners for him whenever he goes on patrol. He always gives you a sweet kiss as a thank you.

“The meals don’t taste as good whenever I leave without giving you a goodbye kiss”

-He’s actually got a habit of stroking your cheek whenever he gets home from patrol and you’re already asleep.

-Sometimes he forgets his wings are huge obstacles so don’t be surprised if he whacks you with them by accident. Asshole thinks it’s funny when you squeal.

-Nobody can say he doesn’t have a habit of texting you cute photos of dogs he sees while on patrol.

-He’s slowly working out of his habit of suddenly slipping away whenever you try to sneak hug him. His childhood trauma makes him react like that.

-He has the cutest habit of nuzzling your jaw with his nose before he flys off for work. Also has a habit of touching your waist when he passes by you

-The two of you will always cook breakfast together- no if’s, ands or buts.

-It’s one of your favourite domestic things to do with each other and it makes him feel like a normal couple.

-When he comes home from a rough day he immediately searches for you and gives you a “I’m back” kiss- no matter how bruised and battered he is, he’ll always give you a kiss when he returns home.

-When he gets into bed with you he’ll rest his head on your chest and listen to your heart beat, it reminds him that all of this is real and that you’re not just a figment of his imagination

-Patching him up and then kissing his wounds has become another daily ritual for the two of you- even if it’s just a pesky paper cut. He does the exact same for you.

-No matter what, the two of you always make time to talk about your day over coffee or tea. again, it makes Keigo feel like he’s in a normal relationship

-Call me boring for this one but cleaning up after dinner is a daily ritual for the two of you. He’ll fling soap bubbles at you and laugh as you chase him around and try to give him a soap beard.

-Listen, Keigo just wants to feel like a normal person. Doing normal household chores with you makes him so happy.

Hawks is a very loving husband who would die a thousand deaths for you. He’s not perfect but then again, no one is perfect.

He’s a filthy tease and a prankster but he’s one protective bastard that loves you to the moon and back.

10/10 would marry Hawks any day

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One Way or Another (yandere!Dabi x f!Reader)

Pairing: Yandere!Dabi x f!Reader, Hawks x f!Reader

Synopsis: Being a doctor at the hero hospital is stressful enough. However, what happens when your beloved friend Hawks begins to take a liking to you? And what if he isn’t the only one who has his eye on you? An evil Dabi starts to fall for you immensely after one dark night. Nothing can hold him back from his urge to have you.

Part 1 / ?

Words: 3.5k

Warning: This story will eventually have mentions of stalking, violence, gore, language, and hard smut. Viewer’s discretion is advised.

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The sounds of birds tweeting filled your ears. Today your bed seemed just that more comfortable as the sunlight dripped though your curtains. The sound of the traffic in your city was at a minimum as you sighed into your pillow. Finally, a day off from work. This week had kicked your ass hard. Your job at the Hero hospital was a privilege and a burden. While you were one of a very small group who could treat and aid the top heroes, it was a very stressful job. The hours weren’t exactly nine to five and some nights you were heading home with your head low in complete exhaustion. However, you still loved your job. You had a great sense of pride knowing that you could give back to the heroes who protected you and everyone around you.

But today is your day off. You knew how to separate your job and your personal life. You lay in bed thinking of what you planned to do with your free time. Your kitchen could do with a cleaning, but the idea of sitting on the couch watching bad reality television sounded more appeasing to you. You smiled into your pillow, finally a day to relax and do absolutely nothing.

Then your phone buzzed.

You opened one eye to see your boss’ caller ID on your screen. You grabbed the phone from your nightstand and reluctantly answered. Before you could even say hello, the sound of your boss yelling over the phone broke the silence in your room.

"_______ get in here now we need you!"

With your shoelaces undone and a piece of toast in your mouth, you dashed outside of your apartment with your work bag tossed on your back. Your boss informed you of a villain attack in the city centre which caused some heroes to be injured. Fire injuries were your specialty, so you were called immediately. Your legs were running to the train station, hoping not to miss the train to the hospital and having to wait another ten minutes for the next train.

While you were fixing your tie around your neck, your eyes caught sight of a small red object flying across in front of you. After a small moment of confusion, you heard the sound of wings flapping behind you and immediately knew who it was.

"Hey hey hey, didn’t know you were into running these days ______?"

You scoffed, swallowing the last bit of your toast as you dodged hitting into a random person in the street.

"Not now Hawks" You yelled up at him. "I’m running late."

Hawks. Number 2 Hero. You both met each other when he had only just graduated from this hero training. He survived a nasty attack from a villain, resulting in his feathers being pretty damaged. You were the one who took care of him and patched him up. He was in the hospital for two days straight and most of that time was spent with you monitoring his health. His determination to become a top hero and his snarky charisma allow you two to immediately have a connection. After he was discharged, he still kept in contact with you and now he could consider you one of his closest friends. Till this day, he is forever grateful for you helping him, but these days teasing you seems more fun to him.

The man was now gliding alongside you, clearly mocking your lack of speed.

"Why am I not surprised?" He chuckled, eyeing you.

You sent him a stern glare. Unfortunately, you could not argue with him and run at the same time without losing your breath.

"You know, sweetheart, the train is about to leave in a minute, and unless you just gained a speed quirk, chances are you're not going to make it," he teased.

You held your tongue at his words. When you first told him you didn’t have a quirk, he thought you were joking and laughed in your face. Needless to say, you weren’t too happy about that. So whenever he sees the chance, he always enjoys pointing it out.

Hawks continued to fly beside you, now sighing and crossing his arms behind his head.

"Only if you knew someone who could get you to the hospital in time." He groaned.

He raised his eyebrow at you. You knew what he was trying to imply. Your stomach immediately started to do flips at the thought of it. You hated heights and Hawks knew this about you. But he also knows about how much your work matters to you.

You eyed your watch on your wrist, already you were ten minutes late. You glanced down to see Hawks’ red feathers tying your shoelaces. You finally stopped running and stood trying to catch your breath. You ignored the rational thoughts in your head and returned back to glare at Hawks.

"I swear Hawks if you do anything funny." You sneered at him.

His face immediately lit up with glee and a smirk spread across his face.

"Trust me _____. It will be like floating on a cloud. " He reassured you by putting his hand on his heart.

"Just don’t throw up on me again." He hushed quickly.

Before you even had time to swear at him, he whooshed behind you and lifted you up in his arms. You immediately let out a squeak in fear, earning a laugh from Hawks. Your hands gripped his neck and your body tensed up as you both started to rise to the sky. You both were now above the skyscrapers and the whole city seemed so small. It was truly breath taking and you wondered if Hawks ever just spent his days looking down at the city.

You cast a quick glance down at the people who had turned into ants. Your stomach dropped and you turned your face into hawks’ chest for the rest of the journey to avoid throwing up.

"You can look up now doll."

You cranked your head to see if Hawks was telling the truth. You were relieved to see that his feet were touching the ground. He had landed on the hospital roof, a perfect spot.

"Nice landing" you jerked at him.

"You’re welcome Miss." He said, rolling his eyes.

You hopped out of his arms and stood attempting to fix yourself up before you entered the hospital. You could tell the wind messed up your hair quite a bit.

"You look fine ____."

Now you were the one to roll your eyes. Last time he said that you walked into your meeting with your lipstick smeared across your face.

"Shouldn’t you have been helping save your colleagues from that villain attack?"

"Had to make sure my _____ was safe first." Hawks was always skilled at avoiding questions he didn’t want to answer. You chalked it up to his media training.

You made your way to the door leading down to the hospital as soon as you felt you had put yourself together decently. Hawks' mouth dropped at your actions. He flew to block the door to prevent you from leaving.

"Nothing else you want to say?" He pestered at you. "No thank you, hawks or hawks; you are my hero; you are incredible?"

He really made a poor impression of you.

"Thank you, Hawks. Now shove it. " You snapped thinking of the time you are wasting with him up here. Your words, however, did not convince the young hero.

"How about takeaway and a movie at your place?" He questioned.

"Did you just invite yourself over to my place?" You sneered at him; your arms now crossed.

"Is it a deal?" He spoke. You were beginning to realise that there was no way hawks was going to let you though unless you said yes. You both haven’t done anything together in a while, you thought to yourself.

"Deal." You nodded.

Hawks’ feathers fluttered and he busted into a sing-song voice.

"Perfect! I’ll buy the food and you can pick the movie. Bye _____! " He yelled, tossing himself over the building as he flew away into the clouds.

Your mouth dropped at how he was able to make you agree to invite him over to your house within a minute. You sighed, rolling your eyes as you pushed the door open to enter the hospital.

As you entered your unit of the hospital, your boss was stood there waiting for you and your co-workers busily hurrying around.

"Look who finally decided to turn up."

You did your best not to glare at him. You apologised profusely about being late to him and how it wouldn’t happen again.

"I heard she was seen with her boyfriend Hawks" A staff member piped up with a sneer.

You cringed at her words and her attempt to cause drama in front of your boss. Hawks is many things, but your boyfriend is definitely not one of them.

"He is not my boyfriend. He was helping me to work. " You defended yourself.

"I don’t want to hear anymore of the bird boy. Get working now _____. " Your boss yelled.

You gave a low nod and immediately jumped into work, making your way over to your first patient.

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When you actually finished with the last patient, you had no idea what time it was. You gathered your belongings and exited the building, only to find the city engulfed in darkness. You sighed, your shoulders heavy from fatigue. The thought of a relaxing bath and a comfortable bed appealed to you. You checked your phone to find that the train station had closed long ago. Your eyes darted across the street for a taxi, but you had no luck. Walking it was, you thought.

You tried your best to stick to bright lit areas of the city. It was one of the disadvantages of being quirkless, you were practically defenceless. If a villain wanted to kill you, they would have no problem with doing it. That is why you prefer to work behind the scenes helping the heroes rather than being at the front of the violence.

Your walking stopped as you reached an alleyway. You debated or not if you should enter it. If you stuck to the bright areas, you wouldn’t reach your apartment for another fifteen minutes. However, if you went down this dark alleyway it would only take you five minutes. You stood listening for any noise to indicate if there was anyone down the dark path. After standing in silence, you made the decision to chance it. You took a breath and made your way down the narrow street.

All was well and you finally started to calm down as you walked. You thought of what leftovers you had in your fridge to eat when you heard the noise of glass breaking behind you. Your blood turned to ice as your body froze into place. When you looked to the source of the racket, a single drop of sweat ran down your brow.

A man with his head hanging low sat beside one of the big trash bins. You quickly realised the man wasn't all there when he didn't acknowledge you as you walked by. Your brain was screaming at you to keep walking. Your heart and morals, on the other hand, told you to check on the man's safety. You bit your lower lip, carefully weighing your options. Your morals came out on top.

"Sir?" you asked.

You were met with silence since the man did not respond. As you got closer, it became clear that the man was in pain. When you were within arm’s reach, you cautiously put your hand on the individual's neck to check for a pulse. Fortunately, it was at a consistent rate. You now knelt beside him. You tapped his shoulder lightly. Finally, the man let out a groan. You breathed a sigh of relief.

You gently pushed his head back, allowing you to see his face in the moonlight. You immediately noticed the faulty stitching and staples all around his face and body. The damaged deep purpled skin contrasted sharply with his pale skin. His eyelids hung low, but the brightness of the moon resulted in the stranger opening his eyes halfway. You were almost in shock at his bright blue eyes as they stared into yours.

"Am I dreaming?" He mumbled painfully.

You shook your head as you examined his body.

"What is the problem sir?" You questioned.

He sent a sly grin at you. Your concern was able to amuse the man. His finger weakly pointed at his opposite arm. One of the stitches on his arm had obviously ripped open and blood was steadily pouring out and onto the dirty ground.

You stared at the wound for a moment and considered if he needed to be taken to the hospital.

Almost as if he were reading your mind, he said, "No hospitals."

You chose not to question him and began to act on your feet. You removed your bag from your back and pulled out your first aid kit and some tools you used at work. You began to place a thread into your incision needle and prepared the medical stapler for use.

You could sense his apprehensiveness as he eyed your needle.

"Trust me sir, I’m a doctor." You explained to him.

"You'd better cut the sir crap; you're making me feel like an old man." He laughed lightly,

Feeling like you were getting somewhere with him, you continued the conversation.

"Do you have a name?" You asked, hoping to distract him from the pain about to happen.

The man had a slight hesitation as his name fell from his mouth.

"Dabi."

You placed some hydrogen peroxide onto a cotton ball as you continued to talk to him.

"You have a lovely name, Dabi."

"I bet you say that to all your patients."

You smiled at his words and you placed the cotton on his wound. He immediately tensed up and hissed in pain as the alcohol did its job.

"I can promise you I don’t, Dabi." His name fell off your lips with such ease.

After you felt the wound was disinfected, you grabbed the needle and began to stitch his skin together. Dabi was now sat up straight admiring your concentration with the needle. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had cared for him like this.

"Did you get caught up in that villain attack this morning? “You asked him.

Dabi's mouth turned into a smirk, "I guess you can say I was."

"I bet it was scary," you said.

Dabi raised his eyebrow at you. "Do I look like the sort of person who gets scared?"

You took your attention from his wound and looked at his unamused face. You giggled slightly at his expression.

"You can tell me. I promise I won’t tell anyone. " You teased him.

He chuckled at your humour. You really did do a good job at distracting him from the pain.

"Those villains are pieces of shit, aren’t they?" He said, hoping for your opinion.

As you took the stapler in your hand, you moved on to the staples of the wound.

"Hmm, I don’t know if I would say that." You mentioned focusing on placing the stapler in the right position on his skin.

"What? You side with the League of Villains? " Dabi pried at you, staring at you with interest.

"Not exactly." You explained, "I believe a lot of the villains didn’t exactly have a choice of which side they wanted to be on. Also, working with Heroes, you begin to see that quirks determine what society thinks of you. If you don’t have a quirk, then you must be useless. If you have a dangerous quirk, then you are destined to be a villain. I find it all very frustrating if I am honest. "

Dabi listened intently to your rambling. It was nice to see someone agree with some of his opinions. You were obviously very intelligent. As you continued to work on his arm, he made note of your face and its beauty.

As you had just finished the last staple, you asked him, "Did you patch your skin up yourself?"

"Yeah, I did. I prefer to do it my own way because the majority of my skin is brunt to a crisp.” He explained.

"You have a fire quirk?"

He nodded as your eyes moved across his body to look at his skin. Your eyes finally meet his face. Without even thinking, you reached your hand out to cup in check and brushed your thumb along the staples in his face.

Dabi let out a small gasp. It had been a while since someone had touched him. You finally realised what you did and immediately yanked your hand away from him and stood up, hoping he wouldn’t see you blush in embarrassment.

"I’m really sorry Dabi" you said, putting your face in your hand, "I’ve just never seen anyone with a fire quirk like this."

He smiled at your embarrassment.

"Don’t worry. There is no need to be sorry. I didn’t mind it. " He reassured you.

You sighed and reached a hand out to help him up off the ground.

As he towered over your frame, you suddenly realised how tall he was in comparison to you. As soon as you realised your work was done, you let his hand out of yours.

"Well Dabi" you said, "I guess I better be heading home."

"Thank you" was all he said.

While your arms hugged you around your stomach, his deep blue gaze on you made you feel even more insecure.

"Are you going to be okay?" You asked him.

A small smile was on his face.

"Don’t worry about me."

You nodded to let him know you understood.

"Then I better go." You said, turning away from him.

Before Dabi could open his mouth to say anything to you, a black car drove into the alleyway with a large honk of its horn. The tinted window rolled down the slightest bit and a voice called out Dabi’s name.

"That’s my ride," Dabi explained.

He didn't want to abandon you in the dark, but he also knew that you getting into the car would be impossible.

"Well take care Dabi", You said your last words and turned the corner away from him and the car.

You knew that it wouldn’t have been a good idea if you stayed any longer. You did your duty and left without anything else occurring. You had visions of the man’s blue eyes and face. You could tell from his body and face he was probably conventionally attractive before his burn scars. You ignored the flutters you had in your stomach as you took the stairs up to your apartment floor.

After entering the code to your apartment, you quickly tossed your bag to the floor and threw your jacket off. You sighed with relief to finally be home alone. Peace and quiet was the thing you needed after your long day.

"Finally home sweetheart?"

When you saw the man behind you holding a plate of takeaway sushi, you shrieked and nearly fell to the floor in shock.

"Hawks you little-!"

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Dabi threw up his hands in frustration as he approached the LOV's hideout. He completely forgot to ask for your name. After you had taken care of his injuries, the very least he could do was ask for your name.

He sighed and sat on the grimy couch. His thoughts returned to the events of your and his meeting. He was still bewildered that you chose to help a random stranger in the dark. Dabi knew that if it hadn't been for you, he would have bled out until he passed out and died. His fingertips traced the stitching on his arm that you had done. It was noticeably better done than his own work.

"What are you smiling about?" Toga spoke up, breaking Dabi of his thoughts.

His face immediately dropped, and he muttered a nothing. Toga shrugged off his reply and reached for the TV remote. The sound of the TV made Dabi’s head throb, so he stood up and headed out of the room to find somewhere more peaceful to rest for the night.

"What was the situation like in the hospital tonight Doctor?" the interviewer asked.

"Well, I would personally like to thank the heroes who were able to transport the citizens and other heroes who were harmed in the attack to the hospital so quickly."

The sound of your voice echoing throughout the room made Dabi freeze in place. He turned around to face the TV and ordered Toga to turn up the volume.

Dabi barely heard your voice as he continued to stare in a trance at your lovely face.

"We would like to thank you and your unit for all your help today. We are all grateful. " The interview told you.

You nodded and smiled at the camera as you wished everyone well.

Your name suddenly appeared at the bottom of the screen.

"Doctor _____ ______"

Dabi's face lit up with a big grin, and he couldn't help but laugh. He figured it wouldn't be that difficult to find you after all.

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