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intricatedemonicrituals · 8 months

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Canon Destiel Timeline Masterpost

I wrote this all in a fugue state while listening to Green Grow the Lilacs on repeat so forgive any mistakes. @gay-fae ask and ye shall receive

So much has happened in the long and storied history of his fandom so I've decided to try to document it. I've started by looking up every time that canon destiel, destiel event, misha collins, jackles, or some other search terms have spiked on Google and cross referenced them with tumblr or twitter posts from that day. I know a lot of this is Misha stuff, but he does tend to be the one to say things

November 5th, 2020: Season 15, Episode 18 "Despair" airs and Castiel declares his love to Dean. The presidential election, Georgia turning blue, the presumed retirement of Vladamir Putin, Dabi from My Hero Academia, Ouran Host Club season 2, Sherlock season 5, the president of Bolivia being attacked with dynamite, ongoing BLM protests, a twitter artist making racist art of Ted Bundy, Hetalia returning, a dead man being elected Representative for North Dakota, V for Vendetta, scientists discovering a "hell" planet that rains rocks and has lava oceans, and half of Europe being in lockdown all became tumblr news around the same time. Some of these are true, some not.

November 8th, 2020: Misha Collins, in a panel with Richard Speight, states that the confession scene was a "declaration of homosexual love", and that when Castiel goes to the Empty, it is an example of the "Kill your gays" trope.

November 19th, 2020: The finale airs and it is not well loved to say the least. The episode is short, Dean dies by falling on a nail to death fighting vampire clowns, and there are several characters left with dangling unresolved plot threads and arcs, including Castiel. The car is in heaven though. There is very little heard from the cast and crew, if anything.

November 22nd, 2020: Misha Collins, in a livestream, tells a fan that Castiel and Jack are remaking heaven together, Cas has his wings back, and they are rainbow-colored. He had, however, mentioned the rainbow wings before.

November 24th, 2020: The Spanish dub of the confession is released and a "rogue" translator has written "Y yo a ti" or "I love you too" as Dean's response. Destiel goes canon in Spanish. Tumblr stops working as a result.

November 25th, 2020: tumblr user @thebloggerbloggerfun claims Jensen Ackles said "I had a member of the film crew record the confession scene on my phone for me" #unsourced #releasethetapes

November 26th, 2020: Misha doesn't appreciate the rogue translator, but walks that opinion back later the same day

November 27th, 2020: A "leaked" Italian dub of the confession scene shows a mutual confession.

November 28th, 2020: President Obama follows a destiel account on Twitter

November 30th, 2020: The supposed "Italian dub" is revealed as a fake created by user @iotiamo using sound clips from other parts of the Italian dub on show.

December 1st, 2020: Twitter user @mothdean says "misha I know you have a stan acc and spy on us so can we have a hazel update please"

December 3rd, 2020: Misha tweets about Hazel snoring and this is taken as possible confirmation of Misha's secret stan account

December 11th, 2020: A script from Cas's perspective leaks. It says "We see Cass's POV of Dean again - his face drawn, drained of hope. But still beautiful. Still Dean Winchester."

December 16th, 2020: Newsweek runs an article about an article that Misha wrote about the Lewinsky affair while interning in the Clinton White House in which Misha comes off as rather thirsty for Bill

December 20th, 2020: All Supernatural related materials disappear off the CW's website due to a copyright dispute with Warner Brothers

December 31st, 2020: Mishapocalypse redux

February 9th, 2021: Spn cast members Chad Lindberg and Samantha Ferris tweet about a party at the Roadhouse and it grows to become a full Destiel wedding

February 16th, 2021: @steveyockey made a fairly benign post about Jensen Ackles. The notes went wild in a variety of ways and started a rumor that Spn writer Steve Yockey was dead

February 20th, 2021: Steve Yockey is not dead and he should say it

March 3rd, 2021: The German dub drops and it is also romantic in tone

March 6-8th, 2021: A virtual con happens where Jensen discusses Chaos Machine and Jared says he wants to be in their next project. They also show that WAP video. Jensen is giving full mountain man preparing to play Soldier Boy.

March 10th, 2021: The French dub is released. Cas says, "I love you, Dean" and Dean now responds, "Don't do this to me, Castiel"

March 13th, 2021: The company Amazon tweets about Castiel and Misha Collins asks if they ship Deancas or Wincest. Subsequently apologizes.

March 16th, 2021: Misha says he can't speak as Castiel because Warner Brothers" specifically forbade it. #cwsniperconfirmed

March 17th, 2021: Sam and Eileen are getting married! I have no idea how this came about but I'm happy for them

March 23rd, 2021: Chad Lindberg and Samantha Ferris claim on Twitter that the Roadhouse party was about Valentine's day and not a wedding. Ferris specifically said that she worked on the show and that people tried to make Dean/Cas into "something that it wasn't", She also stated she doesn't "know what queerbaiting is" and that it was due to an "agenda". This led to #deanisbi trending on Twitter and Tumblr.

March 31st, 2021: Some possibly fake leaked scripts come up for sale on eBay. Also, Jensen is Batman.

April 1st, 2021: Mishapocalypse redux

April 6th, 2021: Leaked scripts from the 2 final episodes pop up and have several mentions of Cas in them that were omitted. Dean even thinks about Cas's confession when confronting Chuck.

April 18th, 2021: Scripts from seasons 12 and 13 leak. These include scenes from after Cas's death

May 17th, 2021: Jensen's band Radio Company releases an album including the song Watching Over Me

June ~5th, 2021: Misha says at a convention that Watching Over Me is about Castiel. Jensen neither confirms nor denies this when asked about it

June 11th, 2021: It is announced that Misha is publishing a book of poetry

June 18th, 2021: The Russian dub airs and Dean's line is changed to "Don't you dare, Cas"

June 24-28th, 2021: Jensen and Daneel Ackles reveal that they are making a Supernatural prequel series following John and Mary Winchester (a story that NOBODY was asking for). Jensen will reprise his role as Dean and will narrate. Misha hints that he would like to be involved, as do Ruthie Connell, Samantha Ferris, Matt Cohen, and Julie McNiven (the perils of having a cast of mostly immortal characters). But Jared Padalecki first says that he is happy for the Ackles's, he later said he was "gutted", then responded to Robbie Thompson's tweet calling him a "coward" and saying "what an awful thing you've done". The next day, Jensen and Jared both do damage control and say they'll always be brothers

July 17th, 2021: People are asking if Destiel will be canon in Space Jam, Misha's poetry book's cover is revealed to lukewarm reviews and people are talking about a particular poem about piss, and Perfume Genius releases an article that is a self-insert vore fanfiction about having sex with Jensen Ackles

August 2nd, 2021: Perfume Genius is at it again with "Last Friday, I had my eyes removed by Jared Padalecki". No, I do not know why she is doing this.

August 9th, 2021: Destiel fics hit 100k on Ao3. Misha tweets his support and people remember that he sometimes reads fanfiction and theorize he has an A03 account

September 1st, 2021: Misha makes his first Tiktok. There is a short intro before he calls cut, walks behind a screen, and strips his clothes off

September 3rd, 2021: Jake Abel uses Michael and Adam to help sell his hot sauce brand

September 4th, 2021: Misha confirms that the love between Castiel and Dean was "reciprocated"

September 9th, 2021: A clip of the real Italian dub of the confession scene goes viral as it is revealed that, unlike the Spanish dub, they change the line to "ti voglio bene" or essentially "I love you like family". Misha responds with a video saying "Ciao Italia, ti amo" with the subtitle "Love is love in any language"

September 21st, 2021: Misha drops the fact that one of his poems is from Castiel's perspective.

September 30th, 2021: Jensen will be appearing at a con on the same day as Misha and not with Jared for "professional reasons"

October 4th, 2021: Misha responds to a fan's tweet by saying that Jensen has "crazy eyes and a knife in his pocket"

October 10th, 2021: Daneel posts a picture of Jensen intently reading Misha's poetry book in front of a roaring fire on Instagram. Misha responds that he misses them even more

October 12th, 2021: Jensen is cast in Rust, a (rather ill-fated) western and Misha says "Yippie-ki-yay" and calls him a stud in the comments

October 16th, 2021: Denvercon. Jensen and Jared reunite for the first time since THE INCIDENT

April 24th, 2022: Misha Collins says in terms of being an extrovert, an introvert, or a bisexual, he joked "I'm all three". This led to the internet celebrating Misha's newly revealed bisexuality.

April 25th, 2022: Misha Collins comes out as straight. Oops!

June 19th, 2022: According to Misha, Dean's heaven was supposed to be at the Roadhouse with all his friends and Cas was going to be there with him

November 7th, 2022: Misha calls Elon Musk a snowflake

November 12th, 2022: Tumblr starts planning another Mishapocalypse

January 24th, 2023: Jensen and the cast of the Winchesters throw Dean Winchester a birthday party, including wearing silly little hats

February 26th, 2023: At JIBcon 11, Jensen sings an improvised song about an angel while Misha sits cross-legged on the floor looking up at him

April 1st, 2023: 10 year anniversary of the Mishapocalypse

April 16th, 2023: A year after his bisexual whoopsie daisy, Misha says that Warner Brothers asked him to "let it go" and keep pretending to be bisexual.

August 23, 2023: Rogue Spanish translator is revealed to not have gone rogue at all but instead to have followed the script he was given, confirming the existence of a mutual love confession that was cut at some point.

If you can remember any events and dates that I haven't found, please let me know and I'll add them! I haven't really rounded out 2022 and 2023 yet.

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mysteriesmuse · 4 months

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Pro-Heroes New Years Livestream Q&A Featuring Katsuki Bakugou / Dynamite

The questionnaire host Ms. Nomura flashed a smile and turned her pert nose down into her show notes. Her cheekbones slightly flushed at her little snort in the recording a moment earlier. Nothing like explaining a bet as to why he and half his class spend a day patrolling and fighting in drag heels. The hostess regained herself gracefully, “Well Mr. Bakugou that’s a delightful picture you’ve given us of your heroic and personal fashion choices this past year.”

Katsuki sat with his arms crossed over his chest, albeit patiently, as she gestured to the green screen. Ms. Nomura continued to squint into the back where her corner flashed up lines and questions cards.

“— lets dive into some more fun questions as we continue our Pro-Hero New Years Countdown. Ah, here’s an interesting question we’ve asked your colleagues: Who was your first crush and who was your biggest crush in grade school?” Ms. Nomura placed the paper back down on her desk and grinned expectantly. Katsuki raised his eyebrows in return. “What’s that look for?” Katsuki shrugged, “I dunno’ not sure exactly what answer you’re about to expect from me. It’s not exactly going to be the same stuttered confession as Izuku.” The hostess waved a hand, “Wouldn’t expect a thing like that from you Dynamite,” she leaned forward, “— but come on, surely there must have been some classmate that caught your eye? Don’t tell me you’ve been so dead set on being a hero that you completely missed some crucial development points?”

Katsuki scratched at his left shoulder in thought, “Well I’ve been a hardass since elementary school. Couldn’t have asked me to go do anything else but this hero thing.” It was true. He was just as headstrong as a child, if not more. “To answer truthfully I think I had a crush on one girl,” Katsuki chuckled. Ruby red eyes starring nostalgically off to the side, “although I didn’t know it at the time.” “Too determined to fully process the emotions?” She asked. “You have no idea,” he quipped. “But yeah, think she was the biggest and first crush I had as a lil’ squirt, to answer the question.” At this admonishion she seemed intrigued. Her hands crossed over her pencil skirted knee, “Do go on. Tell us a little about her. What made you like her?”

For what might have been a belated Christmas miracle Katsuki Bakugou continued talking on his own accord. Katsuki let slip a boyish grin as his gaze fell to his combat boots, “—ah well, she was actually in the grade above me back in middle school.” There was a gasp. “An older woman?” “Yeah, a girl older than me. By only about a year though,” he paused to emphasize the point, “anyway me being a younger guy she didn’t notice me much. Didn’t have any classes together or anything. I just saw her around the hallways inbetween classes and in the cafeteria.” “Are you telling us she didn’t notice the likes of you Dynmaite? I mean from what we know you were a pretty good looking middle schooler. If I were a young girl I’d probably have fallen for you.” Katsuki shook his head with a deep rumbling chuckle, “No way. I was a jerk back then. Plus the press doesn’t have the picture of my earlier grades with the braces stuck in my mouth. That’s when I met her.” “I’m sure braces couldn’t be that much of a deterrent,” she added gesturing to him, “but they did pay off.” The corners of Katsuki’s mouth almost instinctually fell back into their usual frown. “—and there goes that lovely smile, folks. She must have been something special to illicit that expression on the explosive hero’s face.”

Katsuki grimaced further, the gums on his canines flashing pink. “Whatever you say,” he growled.

“Anyway, she wasn’t conventionally pretty, but definitely pretty. In a realistic way, if that makes sense. Always had her ma’ help do her hair in these big shiny braids. It was a real pretty braided ponytail and imma be honest, some damn cute pigtails.” He added with an aside. “But what really irked me was she would always wear these socks that weren’t part of the uniform dress. Like these silly brightly colored socks,” he made a gesture like he was pulling up some stockings. “—and I remember all of us in middle school thinking it was so cool, borderline rebellious because she always got away with it.”

He shook his head he could see the title now ‘Dynamite in love with a delinquent?!’ “In fact a friend of mine showed me her Instagram a few months or so back. And you’d guess she never really grew out of it because she’s wearing a nice number with these sheer black tights embroidered with black bows.” Katsuki chuckled shaking his head and crossing his arms over his chest again, “—guess we don’t grow out of certain things.”

Coming from anyone else it might have been an insult, but the way that the sharp edges of Dynamite’s tanned cheekbones flushed in a rosy pink it was a good thing.

The hostess replied, “— I suppose we don’t. Now that leds us to the perfect follow up question segway that we also asked your colleagues. Have you grown out of this crush? Or would you consider reaching out to this person?” The camera zoomed in as Katsuki turned his head aside. His sharp jawbone flexed and his chest tighted before he looked back towards the camera and held up his fingers. “One, I’d say she turned out fine based on what I’ve seen of her on social media. And Two, if I wasn’t worried about being seen as a Instagram stalker I would definitely reach out. I thought she was the coolest girl in the middle school.” He barked out a snort that flashed his mean pearly whites, “I’d definitely give up a shift or two to spend the day catching up over a hypothetical cup of coffee sit to catch up.” The camera immediately zoomed over to the hostess who seemed taken aback, “Wha— how’d you know that I was about to ask you the next question?” Katsuki shrugged, “Heard my friend blubbering about it loudly while I was getting powdered up in the green room.”

He spread his arms open wide in defense, “What? He’s a loud crier. You all know that by now, right? Right?” “—anyway that’s about all the time we have for Dynamite right now. Let’s give a round of applause for our #7 hero and get ready to move on and meet #6 Prohero Shoto!”

#mysteriesmusing #bakugou katsuki #bakugou headcanons #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou katsuki x reader #mha fanfiction #SUPER SELF INDULGENT MATERIAL TODAY #hope everyone has a fantastic new years and I hope this manefests something great for everyone!!

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stalkerofthegods · 4 months

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Ares Deep dive

Ares

Herbs • Garlic, basil, buttercup, yarrow, ginger, anything with tiny yellow flowers, spicy stuff (ex- peppers, paprika), Water hemlock, Snapdragon, Poppy, Nettle, Magnolia, Ginger

Animals• Vulture, Colchian Dragon, serpents, barn owls, woodpeckers, dogs, horses, Stymphalian birds, boars

Zodiac • Aries

Colors • Red, black, and dark purple

Crystal• garnets, rubies, bloodstone, obsidian, red scoria, smoky quartz, red jasper, carnelian

Symbols• a helm, a shield, a spear and sometimes a sheathed sword, flaming torch, armor, palace, four fire-breathing horses

Jewelry you can wear in their honor• Iron, armor

Diety of• masculinity, civil order, Battle lust, courage, City guards/police, Rage, Violent deeds, Fights, Murder, Manslaughter, Quarrels, cheese, dancing, rebellion

Patron of• the Amazons, City defenses, City defenders

Offerings• Dragons, Dragon imagery, Dragon art, Strong dark red wine, Strong whiskey, Pure water, Black coffee, Black tea, Olive oil, Beef, Red meats in general, Cooked fat from meats, Blood from cut meats, Heavy spices, Spicy foods, Garlic, Red, black, and dark purple candles, Art or statues of Him, Statues of horses or dogs, Weapons, armor, and shields (ex- art, statues, toys, handmade.), Trophies, Spicy jerky, Sport drinks / protein shakes, Hand drawn or printed art of HimArt or images of dogs, horses, and vultures, Feathers from vultures, woodpeckers, or barn owls, Iron or steel jewelry, Red flowers (ex- roses), Thorns, Miniature or toy weapons and armor (especially helmets), Snake skin, Animal teeth, Write down your fears or successes and give them to Him, Medals and ribbons you’ve earned, Antiques, Photos of riots or past wars, hot sauce, Pork ribs, homemade meals, poultry, hare, venison, wolf hearts, chili peppers, lemons, green bananas, unripe peaches, batons, bullets, kendo swords, shields, military helmets, bullet-proof vests, military boots, military belts, dynamite sticks, grenades, lion pelts, shark teeth, ram skulls, explosives (handle carefully), Medals or Certificates, dog fur or dog teeth (ethically sourced), horseshoes, bull horns, war memorabilia, broken glass, spicy jerky or twiggy sticks, Carmel, sushi, stormwater, spicy salsa, Mexican food, chocolate or chia pudding, burnt matches, cigarette butts

Devotional• Create a playlist and listen to music that makes you feel brave/empowered, Donate to the Rape Crisis Center or other similar programs, Donate and support victims of war, Cook with garlic or heavy spices that you haven’t tried before, Try new things and don’t feel ashamed about doing so, Tell Him about your accomplishments, Tell Him about your fears, Learn about shadow work and try it for yourself, Learn about history, past wars, and past riots, Learn what they accomplished or failed to accomplish, Learn and educate yourself about the downsides of war and what can happen to the people affected by wars, Partake in combat sports (ex- martial arts, fencing), Exercise, Play some strategy games like chess, Risk, and Civilization, Stand up for yourself and what you believe in, write to your governor/mayor for things you want to see changed, attend riots, Pray to Him (ex-strength, ability to fight and defeat enemies, courage, to keep others safe, and help in a battle), go to a protest, learn first aid, educate yourself on PTSD, do unharmful things that give you adrenaline rushes (ex- amusement park rides, bungee jumping), watch action movies with him, pet a dog, Playing Strategy Games, Work on managing your anger, bones, go do axe throwing, a playlist that makes you feel, brave, energized and confident, keep track of your successes (this can be daily tasks, when you conquer them cross them off, and then offer the list to Ares), write down or draw art of your fears, go to a rage room, pray or meditate during thunderstorms, watch war movies and documentaries and play war/combat and strategy video games

Ephithets•Adámastos/adamastus/ἀδάμαστος/ΑΔΑΜΑΣΤΟΣ/ἀδάμας -unconquerable & indestructible, Ænyálios/enyalius/ἐνυάλιος/ΕΝΥΑΛΙΟΣ -war-God, Alcimus, Álkimos/alcimus/ἄλκιμος/ΑΛΚΙΜΟΣ/Adj - valiant, brave, Alloprósallos/alloprosallus/ἀλλοπρόσαλλος/ΑΛΛΟΠΡΟΣΑΛΛΟΣ- loyal to the struggle and to the souls who are engaged in it, Ánax/ἄναξ/ΑΝΑΞ -lord, king, Aphneiós/aphneius/ἀφνειός/ΑΦΝΕΙΟΣ -rich, wealthy, Arrectus, Árriktos/arrectus/ἄρρηκτος, ΑΡΡΗΚΤΟΣ -unbreakable, Brotoctonus, Enyalius, Hippius, Hoplochares/Hoplodupus/Hoplophorus, Íppios/hippius/ἵππιος/ÍΠΠΙΟΣ -horseman, Mægasthænís/megasthenes/μεγασθενής/ΜΕΓΑΣΘΕΝΗΣ/μεγασθενές -very strong, Megasthenes/Mægasthænís., Ombrimothymus:See Omvrimóthymos/Omvrimóthymos/ombrimo hymus/ὀμβριμόθυμος/ΟΜΒΡΙΜΟΘΥΜΟΣ/ὀβρῐμόθῡμος -doughty, indomitable, Oplódoupos/hoplodupus/ὁπλόδουπος/ΟΠΛΟΔΟΥΠΟΣ -clattering in his armor, Oplokharís/hoplochares/ὁπλοχαρής, ΟΠΛΟΧΑΡΗΣ -rejoicing in arms, Oplophóros/hoplophorus/ὁπλοφόρος/ΟΠΛΟΦΟΡΟΣ - he who bears arms, Phrictus/Phriktós/phrictus/φρικτός/ΦΡΙΚΤΟΣ - horrifying, Polæmóklonos/polemoklonus/πολεμόκλονος/ΠΟΛΕΜΟΚΛΟΝΟΣ -he raises the clamor of combat, Polemoklonus/Polæmóklonos, Sceptuchus/ Skiptoukhos/Skiptoukho/sceptuchus/σκηπτοῦχος/ΣΚΗΠΤΟΥΧΟΣ -he who bears a scepter, Teichesipletes/Teikhæsiplítis/Teikhæsiplítis/teichesipletes/τειχεσιπλήτης/ΤΕΙΧΕΣΙΠΛΗΤΗΣ—he who storms the cities in battle, Vrotoktónos/brotoctonus/βροτοκτόνος, ΒΡΟΤΟΚΤΟΝΟΣ -the slayer of men.

Equivalents• Mars (Roman), Onuris-Anhur (Egyptian god), Tiu-Tyr (Germanic god), unnamed war-god (Scythian god).

Courting• unmarried, but courting Aphrodite.

Past lovers/crushes/hookups• Aerope, Agraulos, Harmonia, Otrere, Astyokhe, Demonike or Sterope, Kyrene or Asterie, Astyokhe

Personality• He’s a great father, and a great lover, I talk to a godspouse of his and they talk about how he calmed them and was always there. He’s a great father because I’ve talked to a person who their father is ares and he’s always there for them, he’s also generous.

Home• Mount Olympus

Mortal or immortal • immortal

Fact• Ares was the only male greek god that never raped or sexually assaulted any woman

Curses• Routing armies, Cowardice, Death on the battlefield, Military invasion, Sacking of cities, Rebellion, Uprisings, Sedition

Blessings•Driving armies, Bravery, fighting strength & endurance, Averting war (peace), Repelling invading armies, Maintaining civil order, Crushing rebellions, Restraint violent instinct,

Roots• Thrake, Ancient Greece.

Parentage• Zues and Hera

Siblings• Enyo (twin sister), Eris (sister), Apollo (half-brother), Artemis (half-sister), Athena (half-sister), Hephaestus (brother), Hermes (half-brother), Dionysus (half-brother), Hebe (sister), Heracles (half-brother), Aphrodite (half-sister).

Pet• four fire-breathing horses (Aithon (Red-Fire), Phlogios (Flame), Konabos (Tumult) and Phobos (Fear))

Children •ANTEROS (God of reciprocated love, son of Ares and Aphrodite), DEIMOS (God of fear, a son of Ares and Aphrodite.), ENYALIOS/Enyalius (A war-god son of Ares and Eris), EROS (God of love, a son of Ares and Aphrodite), HARMONIA (Goddess of harmony, daughter of Ares and Aphrodite.), NIKE(The goddess of victory, a daughter of Ares), PHOBOS (God of panic, son of Ares and Aphrodite),AEROPOS/Aeropus (son of Ares and Aerope.), ALKIPPE/Alcippe (daughter of Ares and Agraulos), AMAZONES/Amazons (Warrior women of Assyria, daughters of Ares and Harmonia), ANTIOPE(daughter of Ares and Otrere), ASKALAPHOS/Ascalaphus (son of Ares and Astyokhe), DIOMEDES (son of Ares and Kyrene or Asterie), DRYAS (son of Ares), EUENOS/Evenus (son of Ares and Demonike, and sometimes the son of Ares and Sterope), HIPPOLYTE (daughter of Ares and Otrere.),IALMENOS/Ialmenus (son of Ares and Astyokhe), KYKNOS/Cycnus) (son of Ares and Pelopia or Pyrene), LIKYMNIOS/Licymnius (son of Ares most say his father was King Elektryon), LYKASTOS/Lycastus) (son of Ares and Phylonome.), LYKOS/Lycus (son of Ares who used to sacrifice strangers to his father), MELANIPPOS/Melanippus (son of Ares and Triteia.), MELEAGROS/Meleager (son of Ares and Queen Althaia, but most call him a son of King Oineus), MOLOS/Molus (son of Ares and Demonike), NISOS/Nisus (son of Ares, but most accounts say he was a son of the Athenian prince Pandion), OIAGROS/Oeagrus (a son of Ares but some say his father was King Kharops),OINOMAUS/Oenomaus (son of Ares and the Pleaid Sterope or Princess Harpinna), OXYLOS/Oxylus (son of Ares and Protogeneia), PARRHASIOS/Parrhasius(son of Ares and Phylonome.),PARTHENOPAIOS/Parthenopaeus (son of Ares and Atalanta, many say his father was Melanion or Meleagros), PENTHESILEIA (daughter of Ares and Otrere), PHLEGYAS (He was a son of Ares and Dotis or Khryse.), PORTHAON (son of Ares or according to others of Agenor), PYLOS/Pylus (son of Ares and Demonike.), REMUS (son of Ares and Ilia), ROMULUS (son of Ares and Ilia), TEREUS (a son of Ares.), THESTIOS/Thesius (son of Ares and Demonike or Agenor and Epikaste), THRASSA (daughter of Ares and Tereine.), DRAKON ISMENIAN (A monstrous dragon-serpent, it was a son of Ares and the Erinys Telphousia.)

attendees• DEIMOS & PHOBOS (The twin gods of terror and fear), ERIS & ENYO (goddess of strife, hatred and war), KYDOIMOS/Cydoemus (The god of the din of war), NIKE (goddess of victory), OTHER ABSTRACTIONS(spirits described such as Rage, Anger, Threats, Death and Valour)

Appearance in astral or gen• In ancient Greek art, he was depicted as either a mature, bearded warrior armed for battle, or as a nude, beardless youth with a helm and spear.

Festivals • Artemis Agrotera/Kharisteria , and Genesios, maybe.

Day • Tuesday

Scared places• Odrysia in Bistonia, Thrake (his birth-place)

Planet• Mars

Tarot cards• Chariot & Emperor card

Scents/Inscene • Frankensince, Sandalwood incense, resin, burning wood (especially if Himalayan salt in thrown in since it reminds him of blood), and red sandalwood incense

Prayers•

Prayer to Ares for the Safety of a Soldier

Bold-hearted Ares, bright-helmed son of thundering Zeus and noble Hera, well-honored god of war, any battle will you face, any foe will you fight, without fear and without hestitation. Ares, god of warriors, ally of those who risk their lives on the field, to you do soldiers offer their prayers. You know each one’s name, O Ares, you know their lives, you know their worth. Great Ares, I pray to you, watch over ____________ who heeded your call, who practices your art, whose name you know well, for s/he is one of your own who does you honor with each day s/he serves. Ares, I pray to you.

In general

Bright-helmed Ares, strong of arm and stern of visage, firm of stance, unyielding of will, ever ready to face any foe, to hold the line against all who may come, to battle until the end. Ares, son of noble Zeus and wise Hera, cherished by golden Aphrodite, honored by those who call on you for strength and courage, in the north were you much honored in times of old, in Thrace and Thessaly were you held in esteem by those whose lives were harsh, whose world was stony, whose comforts were hard-won. Ares who answers the prayers of the despairing, I honor you

For Courage

Ares, fierce-hearted son of Zeus and noble Hera, full-famed you are as god of war. To you do soldiers pray when battle is most heated, when mettle is most needed. To you as well do we turn in desperate times, to you do we call for strength, for the spirit to endure. You understand the terror of struggle and strife, you confront it in every way. Ares, your courage is unquestioned, your might and your prowess unequaled. Ares, friend to those in direst need, I pray to you, grant me the nerve to face what must be faced, grant me the will to do what must be done, grant me the heart to forge ahead.

Links/websites/sources •https://greekgodsandgoddesses.net/gods/ares/

https://twelfthremedy.tumblr.com/post/624476009567289344/ares-offerings/amphttps://aspisofares.wordpress.com/tag/offerings/https://www.tumblr.com/warriots/622104378198933504/a-guide-to-ares-worship https://www.tumblr.com/warriots/622104378198933504/a-guide-to-ares-worship https://scarletarosa.tumblr.com/post/187742800571/ares-greek-god-ofhttps://www.tumblr.com/diana-thyme/722942201197363200/greek-gods-101-ares @enyalios-shrinehttps://greekpagan.com/category/prayers-2/ares/

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Ares is the Greek god and patron of many things, he is the edge of the sword while you hold the soft side, no god can be the god of war without the bloodshed, so don’t judge so quick, he is an amazing god, we love Ares here. Please excuse my grammar and everything, I tried my best.

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Ghost Of You | HOOK

Summary: AEW visits Y/N's town after HOOK and you break up.

Author's Note: @99hook told me to do it. 😂 Also, I believe that this song was about Selena. Let me be delulu.

@plentyoffandoms @theworldofotps @multi-fandom-things730

HOOK laid in his hotel bed thinking about you. Tuesday nights while he was in your city, you would visit him. The two of you would spend the night cuddling and just talking about life. Now, he felt empty inside. He missed your touch the most. The way your soft fingers would trace the tattoos inked on his body.

He rolled over and placed his hands over his face. The sunrise started to creep into the window. HOOK peered at the clock. The green numbers showed 7:30. He hadn't realized he had spent the whole night thinking about you. He stood up from the bed and closed the curtains. He needed to try to sleep.

Once he laid back in bed, his half closed eyes turned to the other side of the bed. A faint vision of you appeared before him. You reached out, and he swore he could feel your fingers trace his tattoos. He reached for his chest to grab your hand but felt nothing. Buried in disappointment, he fell asleep.

👻

HOOK pulled up to the arena later than he expected. Time seemed to always not be on his side. For a guy so young, he always thought he had more time. Now, it seems like he never had enough. The time he had with you wasn't enough. He needed more, much more.

He stepped out of the car and walked inside the arena to get ready. Hours before Dynamite would be spent with you messaging him how excited you were to see him in the ring in person. HOOK grabbed his phone to message you. The cursor flashed, waiting for him to message.

He knew you moved on. You may have blocked him off all social media, but his boys hooked him up. You looked so refreshed and happy with the new guy. Sometimes, he wondered if you ever thought about him during your free time. He decided not to message you.

👻

HOOK's entrance theme played through the arena. The cheers from the audience made him feel slightly better. He walked in the ring and crossed his arms over the turnbuckle. He looked out in the audience, hoping to see your smiling face.

He wasn't surprised when you weren't out there. The seats you normally sat in left vacant. He looked away once the referee grabbed his attention. HOOK looked at the seats one last time. The vision from last night suddenly appeared in your seat. You gave him a quick smile and wave.

He smiled briefly and focused on his match. The handsome devil finished his opponent off with a Redrum. The arena exploded in cheers. HOOK looked at the ghost of you. You gave him another big smile and celebrated with the rest of the audience.

👻

HOOK dropped his gym bag on the hotel floor in his room. His body sore from his match. He tried to stretch out his muscles, yet it was no use. A cold shower would at least help with the soreness.

After his shower, he sat on the bed and sighed. Nothing could make you come back. He betrayed your trust. The one thing he told you he would never do. He didn't blame you for leaving him behind. You crossed a bridge that he couldn't follow.

The ghost of you came back to visit him one last time. He could feel your hands massage his sore shoulders. He sighed happily and rested his head in his hands. HOOK knew you weren't there, but that didn't mean he couldn't find solace in this.

If he couldn't have you, he'll settle for the ghost of you.

#Spotify #fanfiction #aew fanfiction #hook x you #hook x y/n #hook fanfiction #hook x reader

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I haven't watched purgatory streams cuz I am too busy rn, but here's some hcs

- Only emotionally charged scars stay on the body. Like both Phil and Fit have their scars because they felt so betrayed. The other wounds heal with respawn.

- Fit thought that Pac not only helped to kill him, but also agreed to be a bait to lure 2b2t veteran in a trap. After this "betrayal" Fit's eyes change.

- as a dumbahh who watched arcane, I really like the idea of eye changing with emotional stability. Like powder — blue/grey eyes, Jinx — pink eyes. So I have a HC that after the incident Fit's usually brown eyes change to almost toxic green eyes.

- Fit has severe PTSD about 2b2t. The betrayal triggered it and now he doesn't trust people.

- also Fit has 2b2t gravured in his prosthetic arm/gauntlet.

- every time étoiles kills someone, they have a star shaped scar.

- Phil has star shaped scar. Also the majority of his scars from nightmare and code fight. Also some from earth smp.

- Phil had a very speedy, flying oriented battle type. Now he has a different fighting skills, but likes to attack from above (using paraglider)

- Fit's battle skills are way more grounded, he puts way more force in his punches and swings. He also used to fight with only gauntlets/bare hands, so he's a master of hand-to-hand combat.

- Étoiles is just a goat, but he's something in between. He's also very grounded, but is jumpy.

- Roier is a funny but quiet kid, when it comes to battles. Nobody expects it, but he's a pro. He's super good at breaking through shields and at unarming opponent.

- Fit and Phil train together, and it's fun. But sometimes when crowza accidentally triggers PTSD, Fits fighting style suddenly changes. He now doesn't fight to better his skills, he fights to survive. His punches become more chaotic and heavy. They both apologize later.

- Jaiden is literally "I'm a helpless little girl. And j set the building on fire by accident, tooootaly by accident. Also I brought this dynamite. Goodbye:)" And then everything blows up. She's the epitome of "act weak when you're strong".

- Pol (i sadly haven't watched any of his streams cuz of language barrier, but I think he deserves more recognition) only pretends being oblivious and indifferent towards federation. Like he's the first person from all frozen members to remember his past and cooperate with cucurucho.

- I kinda feel like Rubius is one of the old residents of the island.

- Aypierre is Ayanami Rei (/j but I honestly don't understand his lore. I use Tumblr as a news channel and I still don't know what happened to Pierre. Is he ayrobot? Do they now share a body???)

- after the nether Forevers hair go to shoulders.

- Rubius once was just a man. He was an original old resident. After a few years of working with people on the server he was promoted to an angel/devil entity. For it was funny at first, but soon enough it became boring, cuz he wasn't allowed to interact with people apart giving them quests. So he disguised himself as a man and left the island. Later he came back on train with everyone. For escaping and messing with people, giving them illegal stuff ect he was demoted and "fell from heaven". (This HC has literally no reasons, but I like it.

- Carre likes to stretch like a cat.

- team bollas sleep close to each other, but don't go under blankets, cuz in their base there's literal lava above the celling.

- Fit is severely touch starved but he doesn't always trusts enough. During qsmp he became more affectionate, and started to initiate touching. He always puts his hand of someone's shoulder to comfort them (baby steps). I don't feel like after purgatory this stays like that.

- it's not my headcanon, but I adore when people draw Bagi muscular. Like, I dunno why. But I love it so much.

- Missa is a real skeleton, so when death duo reunited for the first time, Phil literally detached wet cat's skull from the neck, yelling "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN"

- Some people have things that represent their close ones. Phil has skull, trinket (is it how it called?) of his kids on his back, flowers from forever, star keychain from étoiles and a bomb from Fit. Fit has Philza's feather, a necklace with a pacman on it, a bolt from Tubbo, and Ramon modifies his arm a lot. Ect ect.

- waaaay back when Slime went on a rampage after Juana's death, Fit called him to a tête-à-tête dialogue. At first he pushed Slime to the tree and put elbow on his neck, but during Charlie's monologue he let his guard down and even wanted to place his hand on the shoulder. Yet before that they were interrupted by Roier. (Also Charlie asking advice and trusting Fit all this time was quite sweet. Like, he even asked advice when dead eggs came back)

- during purgatory Phil balances himself with weapons.

- Charlie always suspected CodeFlippa wasn't the real one, but he deliberately chose to ignore that. Ignorance is a blessing.

- gladiator by Jann but Étoiles, you see what I see???

- Phil and Fit are terrible sleep bros. When they went to adventures with kids and had to sleep in the open, Fit couldn't sleep, listening to players steps, and Phil tried to figure out mobs. Also they play footsie (they said it on one stream, this is cannon. I really dunno are they besties or homos anymore)

- one of the ways to know if an avian on the server is sick is to see how their feathers react to water. If I'm correct, irl birds have a special stuff on them to not get wet. Only birds with sickness appear to be wet (mb not all birds are like that, I don't remember)

- just "are we still sisters?" Dialogue from arcane but Bagi and Cellbit

- everyone has bags under the eyes

That's all for now.

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inaris-mage-of-storms · 8 months

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I came across this spell for removing enchantments the other week, and it sparked an idea I decided to run with. I have further plans for it, but with several other projects going on it'll be a little bit before I pick it back up again...like say, maybe, when it's time for Whumptober. >:D

Scott's world was red. Strange, perhaps, for a man whose eyes and status indicator were green, to see only red, but that's what it was.

Red like the petals he'd dried in the sun.

He hadn't been able to find any geraniums, and the only asters he found were blue. But there were roses, and plenty of poppies, because of course there were.

Red, red poppies. Like the ones blooming on Jimmy's cheeks when he tucked a flower into Scott's hair, saying it represents my love for -

For flowers, he had said in the end, and Scott had felt a pang of disappointment but smiled anyway.

For flowers, he had said, and two days later said good morning, flower through his yawn when Scott crossed the valley to see if he'd had breakfast yet.

Scott didn't know if it was deliberate or not, but his own face bloomed red.

Red like the roses plucked from the shadows of the Crastle. Red like the hair of the figure watching him from above as he did so. He gave her a friendly wave, and she raised her hand in greeting, and he carried his harvest back to the valley.

He thought Cleo had given him a strange look, for a moment, as she looked at the bundle of plants at his side, then at the castle around her, then at his face shrouded by the dark cloak he'd pulled around his shoulders before leaving home.

He couldn't tell what her expression meant, and he had a suspicion that she didn't know either, but he was too preoccupied trying to recall stolen, scrawling notes he'd read years before to puzzle it out.

The ink had been red, he remembered.

Red like the casings of dynamite stuffed into a minecart. Red like Jimmy's mournful eyes, hidden away against Scott's neck but seared into his memory anyway. Sorry, petal, he whispered into Scott's skin for the fourth? fifth? time. Scott lost track, more concerned with holding him close as they moved against one another, reassuring his husband over and over that he still loved him, that he wasn't going anywhere, that red didn't change a thing.

He dwelled on the memory as he sewed a little satchel, rough fabric stained red by unpracticed hands. He could have done far better, if they'd asked. It didn't matter. They were effective enough for their intended purpose, the Dogwarts banners, and effective enough for their new purpose. Scott pushed his needle through the last remaining scrap of a red banner burned by the fury in Jimmy's red eyes.

They were going to sacrifice you, Jimmy ground out through gritted teeth. I know they were. Well, they can't have you!

Scott poured sun-dried petals into the packet and sewed it shut.

He loved the way Jimmy loved. Fiery, passionate, red-hot love. It was beautiful, intoxicating, magical -

And dangerous.

Jimmy threw himself into danger over and over again, driven by fear driven by love.

Magical. Scott didn't know a whole lot about magic, beyond some half-recognized song in his blood and half-remembered writings that caught his eye over the years. But he knew it could always be broken.

He pressed his lips to the satchel, a soft, reverent gesture that he kept reserved for the man humming in their makeshift kitchen. He could still change his mind. He could rip all the stitches out of the budding magic, undo it, throw it out and pretend it never happened.

Scott's world was red. His world was on track to burn himself up trying to protect Scott.

Reckless, stupid, red-hot love.

Scott tucked the satchel under Jimmy's pillow.

Magic could always be broken. He just had to break his own heart to do it.

#trafficshipping #flower husbands #file: storm writes things

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disneytva · 2 years

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Dynamite’s Darkwing Duck Unveils Team Behind The Comic Alongside Amazing Comic Cover Artists And Sneak Preview.

The Seth Rogen Disney+ Darkwing Duck Reboot still won’t hit our screens sooner according to og creator and creative consultant of the reboot Tad Stones as is still happening but is still early on development.

However the terror that flaps at night will fly again on a new series of comics by Dynamite and they unveiled not only the team behind the comic but also a preview and an amazing set of comic covers.

The Series of comics by Dynamite will debut on January 4 2023,the team consist of Amanda Deibert as writter with Carlo Cid Lauro as Artist and Jeff Eckleberry as letters.

Amanda Deibert had a background in television, animation, and comics, including Netflix’s He-Man and the Masters of the Universe, Wonder Woman, Star Wars, Warner Bros Animation’s DC Super Hero Girls etc..

“Darkwing Duck was huge when I was a kid, and I am thrilled to help introduce the fun, humor, and action-packed mystery to a new generation!” said Deibert. “Let’s get Dangerous!”

Editor Nate Cosby added, "Fans of the original TV series are in for a total treat, because Amanda and Carlo are conjuring up a hilarious, thrill-filled adventure series that’s directly connected with the classic feel of the show, but 100% accessible for new readers!"

David Nakayama's cover shows the titular Darkwing Duck, also known as Drake Mallard, standing atop a gargoyle while dressed for a night of superhero antics. Mirka Andolfo's cover, meanwhile, sees Drake embracing his inner Dark Knight with a very Batman-like pose. Artwork from Lesley "Leirix" Li shows Darkwing Duck utilizing his grappling hook, while additional covers come from Trish Forstner (My Little Pony, Transformers), Jacob Edgar (Death to the Army of Darkness), Lauro and George Kambadais (Dark Crisis: The Deadly Green).

Dynamite also revealed plans to reprint a number of past Darkwing Duck facsimile editions and graphic novels. "The hard-to-find 1991 limited series released by Disney Comics with contributions by John Blair Moore and others will soon be accessible again to fans and collectors of classic Disney comics," the publisher said at the time.

Darkwing Duck #1 - F.O.W.L Play

February 2023

Amanda Deibert

Carlo Cid Lauro

Nate Cosby

Jeff Eckleberry

The first story, subtitled “F.O.W.L. Play” kicks off a showdown between Darkwing and his dastardly arch nemesis Megavolt. He’s taken out everyone’s phones, which is a pretty cataclysmic outcome for the citizens of St. Canard. Alongside his ally Launchpad McQuack and some unexpected help from Gosalyn, the squad will take on Megavolt. But the latest escapade makes Mallard question the entire superhero business and consider retiring. How long can he go without meting out justice?”

“He is the terror that flaps in the night… He is the ferocious fowl who plucks the evil eye from the face of foul play. He is Darkwing Duck! By night he vigilantly defends his city of St. Canard from the dastardly, devilish demons who would wage wanton war with his trademark costume and gadgets, and lurks through the shadows, striking fear in the heart of the criminal underworld. By day he��s known as the mild-mannered Drake Mallard, father to his adorable adopted daughter Gosalyn. Can Darkwing successfully juggle his two separate lives, all while looking incredibly cool and impossibly handsome? Readers will have to tune in on January 4 to find out!

#Darkwing Duck #Darkwing Duck Comics #Tad Stones #Amanda Deibert #Carlo Cid Lauro #Nate Cosby #Jeff Eckleberry #David Nakayama #Mirka Andolfo #Lesley Leirix Li #Trish Forstner #Jacob Edgar #George Kambadais #Dynamite Comics #Disney Comics #The Disney Afternoon

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terrence-silver · 2 months

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Do you think Dynatox would still be around in CK era?

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I like to think it does but that it has been totally re-branded to fit 21st century sensibilities, if you get my meaning. Much like Terry Silver himself was when we first meet him.

It's new!

Modernized!

Sustainable!

Transformed!

In Terry's own words, Nuclear was the acceptable waste disposal type in the past, but what about now? Current day? What's the acceptable work ethic now? Would be hilarious (and pretty realistic) if Dynatox went entirely green...seemingly, anyway. On the surface. Throwing on a fresh veneer. Precisely because it's the allowable thing to do and to cover up all the indiscretions and grimy stuff the company did in the past --- a thing that companies do in real life anyway. It didn't stop existing, I feel. It merely changed itself apparently. Entirely possible if took on a new name too. One that's less insidious sounding. Less suggestive. Dynatox? Toxic Dynamite!? No, no, no! How about something more palatable and marketable? Something less intimidating? Something tame, friendly, lowkey and meant to broadcast that they're here helping the native communities of Borneo and all communities like it around the this wonderful, beautiful Earth nowadays instead of dumping toxic sludge all over their lands? All while, lets be real, when you look in beneath the surface of this firm, much like Terry himself is, it's probably entirely identical to what it's always been; corrupt, hiding a hell of a lot of secrets and with a bunch of skeletons in the closet, except, this time around, it's equipped with a shinier exterior that isn't as likely to get Mr. Silver booed by protestors. How can he be booed? When he's running the most ethically green company far and wide? He undoubtedly won awards and accolades for it too in the last few decades. His name gets brought up at the World Economic forum whenever green energy is mentioned.

Dynatox has never been bad. That's hearsay!

How can something synonymous with cleaner energy for a brighter future be bad?

😉

#2010's-2020's era dynatox is like those first world countries priding themselves on being green and progressive #and then exporting and dumping their garbage in developing countries where nobody's likely to see #terry silver #kk3 #cobra kai #dynatox #character analysis #green energy

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And they were soulmates!

I am a sucker for a soulmate au, anyone else?

In which Bakugo Katsuki gets whipped.

Word count: 2150

This is the first installment on what could end up being a multi part series! Female reader. Swearing. I’m unsure if it’ll get explicit or not honestly.

All you wanted was a simple cup of coffee. Well, maybe your order wasn’t actually all that simple, but you could blame that on your ‘beloved’ best friend. In any case, you just wanted to get your cup of morning coffee, and maybe a pastry if you felt so daring, and be on your merry way to your unassuming office job. Nothing exciting, nothing remarkable. Just a quiet, easy life that you were content to live. Nothing out of the ordinary for you. It was at the forefront of your mind as you braved the coffee shop frequented by those of your office, something as equally quiet and unassuming as the clientele who ghosted along the interior.

Being welcomed by the familiar rich scent of the beans and hissing of the machines instantly lifted your mood. Even if you hadn’t been able to procure your drink, just feeling the warmth of the cozy space decorated to look like Gramas living room. Tattered furniture that almost looked like they were crumbling.a wide collection of different pieces, only having their eclectic color scheme in common. Books scattered along tables, free for patrons to browse. With an atmosphere like this, it was easy to justify forking out a bit more than you’d love to pay for a cup of coffee.

Somehow it didn’t really register that something was wrong until there was a knife,wickedly curved and glinting dangerously waving through the air in the hand of a slender woman. Her hair was unkempt and matted down her back, skin drawn too tight over her waspish features. Despite the animated way she gestured with her knife, her eyes were rather vacant and void of light as they all but protruded from her pale face. Your mind conjured up the image of some petty criminal, one pushing illegal quirk enhancing drugs on the streets to other criminals that had been on the news as you readied for work. You sighed, still hoping to manage a relatively calm morning. It could still be savaged. This was nothing more than some hopeless person, strung out on whatever stimulants she peddled to other addicts. And you could fib to the gossips in your office, claiming the tardiness was an oversight and not at all connected to the childish display before you.

Maybe if you didn’t make eye contact and tried to blend in she wouldn’t even realize you were there. You took cautious steps back, slow enough to not alert whatever flight or fight instinct had this woman going off of the deep end on a Friday morning. In a coffee shop that has average coffee, doing well enough to sustain but never quite making a name in the bustling city. It had to be some cry for help. You dared to tuck yourself ever so slightly behind a man in a pretty charcoal grey suit. It looked to be pressed professionally.

“This fucking blow. Why don’t you get a grip, you stupid wanna be?” You nearly jumped out of your skin at the brash voice from behind you. The tension that had been building steadily came to its peak as the woman wheeled in your direction. Thankfully, she didn’t seem to even register that you existed. Glassy eyes staring straight past you to whoever had decided to speak up. As if on strings, you felt yourself turning after letting curiosity get the best of you.

Pro hero Dynamite was standing with a little plastic to go cup in his hand, looking entirely unamused in running clothes. With distant horror, you wondered if the green sludge visible through the plastic was something even meant for human consumption. Would it be rude to ask him what his skin care routine is? There was a scar marring the skin of his face, and it made you almost feel sorry. Even so early he looked effortlessly handsome, if not even more intimidating in his shirt and shorts. Plain enough to not draw attention if you weren’t specifically looking at him.

“Wha-“ The woman looked just as surprised as anyone else in the increasingly claustrophobic space. You took another brave half step backwards, wanting to put distance between yourself and the commotion. With a roll of his eyes, Dynamite put his cup down on the counter and flexed his hands menacingly.

“I didn’t stutter you dumbass wanna be.” Those closest to the front entrance began to pour out of the door, having seen their chance at freedom. Others whipped out smart phones to record the spectacle as he advanced on her. You tried to take another half step, trying to get out of his direct path towards her, but you miscalculated the speed he could move the broad expanse of his body.

Bumping into him felt reminiscent of walking face first into a wall. Not the flimsy drywall disasters in a cheap apartment. But an honest to god wooden wall. Maybe brick. Was there going to be a bruise on your forehead later?

You felt your mind churning slowly, trying to process who it was you should be more afraid of at this point. The half deranged woman who was now gesturing with more fervor, voice reaching its fever pitch in her crazed ramblings. Or Dynamite, who was glowering at you as if you had taken his drink and upended it over his head. Here you were, an office worker, wondering if it were possible to shrink in on yourself, when you finally noticed that out of pure instinct you had grabbed his forearm. It wasn’t as if it were intentional but you had just gotten the slacks you had on, and even your blouse was one of the nicer ones. You didn’t want to end up on the ground.

You jerked your hand back and felt your face go pale. The skin where your fingers had dug in was noticeably different. Blooming splotches the color of red wine smudged across his skin, highlighting the light latticework of scars from previous villain fights. His jaw tensed, brows furrowing further as he dared a glance over your shoulder. Already, there were murmurings throughout the remnants of the crowd. Phones pointed in your direction, eyes as wide as your own blinking owlishly at you. Even the deranged woman had fallen silent for a moment, chewing the new information over slowly. Even Dynamite, who you knew was a bit of a PR nightmare, was silent. Still glaring at you, sparing the markings on his arms not so much as a glance.

You swallowed thickly, heart deciding to spasm in your chest and settle somewhere near your stomach with a frantic flutter. Like quirks, the soul mate phenomenon had appeared subtly at first. People inclined to find a suitable mate with a DNA sequence that would produce offspring with a better survival rate. As generations passed, and people were finding it harder to find their complimentary part, so did this phenomena gain strength. Now, the touch of your soul mate produced a physical response. Capillaries dilating and reacting to the genetically perfect match to your own cells. There was a frantic way your brain sorted through the onslaught of logical information, while there was still a part of you that sighed contentedly.

I’ve finally found you, it sighed dreamily as you peered up at him through your lashes.

Unfortunately for you, the woman decided her best course of action was going to be to take a hostage. And what better hostage than the loud mouth pro hero Dynamite’s soul mate? So the momentary lapse in judgment on everyone’s part lead to what was the final nail in your coffin. Not that finding your soulmate would allow your day to be normal, anyways. But the frigid hands that yanked you back against what felt like a frail body certainly helped cement the idea in your head.

“I’ll cut her up, I swear I will! You’re gonna let me get away!” There was a tremble in not only her hands, but her voice as well. You sighed for what felt like the millionth time that morning, and tried to ignore the glint of steel from your peripheral.

“Why the fuck should I care if you cut her up? It’s not like I know who this extra is anyways.” You tried not to flinch, tried not to take it personally. There were plenty of cases where soulmates never amounted to anything at all. Some people resented having their fate mapped out for them, and maybe Dynamite was one of those people. You had never really pondered the idea you could ever meet yours. There were so many case studies done, people who went their entire life without knowing their soulmate.

It still stung to hear his complete disregard for your well being.

You didn’t want to look at his stupid, handsome face anymore, but you couldn’t help yourself. You wanted to get away and then pretend that none of this ever happened. You couldn’t really envision anything with the serrated edge of the knife dangling near your jugular. Dynamite was smiling. Smiling! His grin was all teeth and a wild fire burning in the depths of his eyes as he took a step forward. The woman, clammy you decided because of her hands on your neck, shuffled backwards pulling you with her. She smelled like unwashed bodies.

Dynamite finally heaved an exasperated sigh, daring a look at the shocked faces. When he fixed you with a look that could wither plants, you decided to formulate a plan. You didn’t know if he was serious about you getting cut up or not, but you weren’t willing to wait around. There were two outcomes here. One and you would be cut with what was probably a dirty knife. Two, you ended up being blasted away with this woman clinging to your back. With your heart still Jackhammering it’s way around your intestines, you took a resolving breath.

Then you threw the entirety of your weight into the elbow you jammed into her stomach. You didn’t let up, you knew you couldn’t give her time to recover if you wanted to get away. But you weren’t trained, you didn’t know what to do. And she managed to grab a fist full of your hair, which really pissed you off. Twisting painfully you brought the heel of your shoe down on her toes, using your hands to try and free your hair. Everything else felt muffled as you grappled with her. Even her movements seemed to slow, your brain trying to keep track of the knife she had somehow kept her grip on.

There it was, you thought belatedly as it traced a line of searing pain across your forearm.

You tried to reel back, hissing in pain as you tried to catch up with what was happening. Clammy, having seen her shot at victory let you go without a care in the world. She scampered away as you stumbled back, tears pricking your eyes as time caught up with you. Blood welled along the laceration on your arm, and it stung as you tried to clamp a hand down over it. Distantly, sirens could be heard and you knew that a paramedic would help.

“Let me see it.” Dynamite, entirely unphased by the now writhing crowd, had grabbed a towel off of the counter next to his drink. His eyes darted up to your face as you let out a pained sound, his rough hands leaving smudges of color where he touched.

“Kacchan, why did I get the feeling that you were somehow involved?” You couldn’t pull your eyes away from the blood slipping down your arm, or the way the wine colored marks began to fade around the edges as time passed. It wasn’t like you didn’t know who Deku was, enough interviews played in the background of your office setting that you could recognize his voice even if he had had a cold. He must’ve been back for a visit from the states.

“S’not my fault that people are fucking stupid this early in the morning. I just came here for a drink. I didn’t ask to be assaulted,” he scoffed. Deku chuckled, a surprisingly boyish sound.

“Are you okay?” A hand came to rest on your shoulder before Deku gasped, having seen your arm. Though, with his track record, you had doubt that he was so shocked at the sight of blood. No, his impossibly green eyes were trained just a little further up than the cut you would probably need to get stitches for, where Dynamite’s fingers were dug into the delicate skin. Where the evidence you had been hoping to have hallucinated cemented the fact you knew.

Pro hero Dynamite was your soul mate and if the murderous look he was giving Deku was any indicator, he was not the least bit pleased about it.

And what that meant for you, exactly, you couldn't be sure.

#boku no hero academia #bnha fanfiction #bnha #my hero academia #mha #bakugou x reader

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sundove88 · 2 months

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Avians (Planes Parody Casting)

Tsubasa Yuunagi is a small-town bird who dreams of one day competing as a high-flying avian racer. However, poor Tsubasa has two strikes against him: He's not built for racing, and he's terribly afraid of heights. To achieve his dream, Tsubasa turns to naval aviator Mighty Eagle. Mighty Eagle helps Tsubasa qualify to take on Dark Raven, the race circuit's defending champion. Tsubasa’s courage faces the ultimate test, as he takes aim at heights he never dreamed were possible.

Tsubasa Yuunagi, the famous racing bird, learns that his core is damaged, so he must shift gears and find a new career. He joins an elite corps of firefighting aircraft devoted to protecting historic Piston Peak National Park. When a massive wildfire threatens the park, Tsubasa -- with the help of his fearless colleagues Terra, Splash Woman, Gyro Man, Meta Knight and the Brave Gang -- learns what it takes to become a real hero.

Tsubasa Yuunagi/Cure Wing as Dusty Crophopper (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Mighty Eagle as Skipper Riley (Angry Birds)

Ageha Hijiri/Cure Butterfly as Chug (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Skyla as Dottie (Pokemon)

Sora Harewataru/Cure Sky, Mashiro Nijigaoka/Cure Prism, and Elle-Chan/Cure Majesty as Themselves/Dusty’s Friends (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Chill Penguin as Sparky (Mega Man X)

Kakeru and Puwa Yuunagi as Themselves/Dusty’s Parents (Hirogaru Sky PreCure)

Storm Eagle as El Chupacabra (Mega Man X)

Panchito Pistoles and Jose Carioca as Themselves/El Chu’s Coworkers (The Three Caballeros)

Golden Cheese Cookie as Ishani (Cookie Run)

Dark Raven as Ripslinger (Billy Hatcher and The Giant Egg)

Stop and Freeze as Ned and Zed (Go Princess PreCure)

Storm Owl as Bulldog (Mega Man X)

Guardian Bird as Rochelle (Balan Wonderworld)

Various Other Bird Characters as the Wings Around The Globe Racers

Pigeot as Leadbottom (Pokemon)

Boomer Kuwanger as Echo (Mega Man X)

Gravity Beetle as Bravo (Mega Man X)

Pilot Cookie as Colin Cowling (Cookie Run)

Haoyu Chang as Franz (Balan Wonderworld)

Tropius as Little King (Pokemon)

Host Cookie/Fruit Roll Up Cookie as Judge Davis (Cookie Run)

SplashWoman as Lil Dipper (Mega Man)

Bandana Waddle Dee as Maru (Kirby)

Terra as Blade Ranger (Mega Man)

GyroMan as Windlifter (Mega Man)

Meta Knight as Cabbie (Kirby)

The Brave Gang/Gingerbrave, Strawberry Cookie, Wizard Cookie, Custard Cookie III, and Chili Pepper Cookie as The Smokejumpers (Dynamite, Drip, Blackout, Avalanche, and Blackout) (Cookie Run)

Professor Kukui as The Secretary of The Interior (Pokemon)

Harukichi and Youko Hoshina as Harvey and Winnie (Star Twinkle PreCure)

Hikaru Hoshina and Parents as Themselves/Harvey and Winnie’s Family (Star Twinkle PreCure)

Green Biker Dude as Nick Loopin Lopez (Mega Man X)

Mammon as Cad Spinner (Helluva Boss)

Ramos as Ol Jammer (Pokemon)

PumpMan as Mayday (MegaMan)

FlashMan as Ryker (MegaMan)

HydroMan as Pulaski (MegaMan)

Waddle Doo as Flap (Kirby)

Iris as Patch (Mega Man X)

JewelMan as Andre (Mega Man)

Here’s your hint for the next casting (It’s Dreamworks):

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#crossover casting #parody #Disney #planes #Disney planes #Hirogaru sky PreCure #precure #angry birds #Pokemon #mega man #mega man x #The Three Caballeros #cookie run #Billy Hatcher and the giant egg #go Princess PreCure #Balan Wonderworld #Kirby #Star twinkle PreCure #helluva boss

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kim-woonhak · 3 months

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top 3 stylings for a kpop performance annnnd maybe top 3 kpop memes? 😄

ahh i dont really remember stylings that often for kpop performances well im not gonna lie i have seen so many stages and have retained very few of them but this is what i can remember (for male idols) that i personally loved:

1. 220906 hongjoong outfit layering was soooo fun and delicious (also just guerilla era hongjoong in general w his oreo hair) 2. advice taemin with the supreme matching sports bra + boxers altered my brain chemistry fr insane insane insane also his long hair that era tooooo 3. 200921 bts for np tiny desk is nothing crazy special but i liked the retro + autumn colors + denim and this performance's styling lowkey is what got me into kpop lmao (also honorable mention green gucci suit dynamite tae)

it's so hard to narrow down my top 3 kpop memes LOL i swear i reference so many of them on a regular basis i sometimes forget theyre kpop..... here's some random ones that still don't get old:

1. literally any jopping joke ever i feel like kpopblr also never tires of making new dumb jokes about it 2. anything mark says, particularly "the possibility of possibilities being possible is just another possibility that can possibly happen" 3. that one clip of keeho and theo laughing that's since become called "me and the ghost in my room" by non-p1ece kpoppies lmao (4. honorable mention to that one old twitter poll between jin and karl marx with that tweet "you literally stan jin" "unprovoked??" my friend group loves saying "unprovoked" now)

> Ask me my top 3 anything, kpop edition <

#ask game #unvanquishablejoy #thanks for asking! sorry for the delay i realized i really couldnt remember any stage styling for a long time LOL

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koulia · 2 years

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𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 ¥ — 𝐊. 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 : streetracer!bakugou au. fem!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : cursing, illegal activities.. there’s barely any dialogue fyi.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : umm for collab (@sasusaki) also this is on wattpad i just haven’t uploaded it yet but @ ATSVLI on wattpad

ⓘ masterlist

i’m inna lamb’ truck who stoppin’ me ?? (super urus - lucki)

You never expected you’d find yourself in this environment, but yet here you were. Your plush legs sat on the top of the top of Tokyos best street racer’s black and orange Lamborghini Aventador SVJ V12. Your head bopping along to the beat of the song playing through his stereo, custom made by Kyoka Jirou.

The smell of gasoline wafted through the dark sky; it had taken you a while of getting used to the smell but now the smell is familiar to you.

If you were to ask anyone about their favorite part of these late nights racing, they might reply with the thrill of winning, the pot money, or even the flagger girls. But Katsuki Bakugou wasn’t just anyone— he was Dynamite. Just the simple slip of his name would send shivers down his opponents spine.

Well, except for one.

“Well well well.. if it isn’t the Katsuki in the flesh,” A voice dripped in venom purred. “and who might this be?” his attention was turned towards you now.

“Oh hop off my dick, Monoma.. Don’t you have a race to lose?” You sneered. You went to stand next to Bakugou who was leaning against the car, his hand hooked around your waist and pulled you closer.

“I see how it is, she’s your new sidekick Katsuki?” his lips curled into a wicked smile, taking a step closer.

“You must want your ass beat then.” Bakugou’s voice was laced with anger. he cracked his knuckles and walked closer to blond.

Monoma just laughed and waved him off. “Okay okay.. see you on the starting line, Dynamite. And this time, we’re racing for the girl.”

Bakugou muttered curses and stood next to your side again. He watched as Monoma made it back to his car and then checked his phone for the time, 10:50PM. The race would start soon and he still needed his car checked.

“You’re riding with me this time.” he announced, stepping into his car. The suddenness left you with no choice but to step in his car. You knew it was a nice car, but you didn’t know it was this nice.

The floor was decorated with LED lights that were slowly fading through all the colors. The dashboard was clear except for a polaroid picture of you two. It was from your first official date months ago.

The prep went by fast— to be fair all you could think about was how this race was over you. What if Bakugou lost? It’s not totally impossible, you thought. Soon enough it was time for the race to begin. The cars were aligned with the painted line. There was a half naked flagger girl holding a checkered flag. You honestly might’ve been more nervous than Katsuki.

You looked over to him only to see his side profile. He was focused on seemingly one thing right now, and that was winning against that shithead.

“Gimme your hand.” He sighed, looking back at the road.

“What?”

“You’re nervous, yeah? Let me hold your hand then.” he sat his right hand on the centerpiece palm up, awaiting your hand in his. You placed yours there and looked over at him, smiling. He rubbed his thumb against your knuckles and you felt yourself calming down.

Then the red lights changed to yellow. The yellow changed to green. And with that, the race had started.

Bakugou’s left hand was gripped on the wheel as the car accelerated faster than lightning. His lips curled into a smile, he was in his element.

The subwoofers reverberated the music in the car so much that the bass was felt in your heart. There was no one in front of you and Katsuki.

The roar of a corvette was quickly coming into earshot just as the finish line was. You looked over and saw Monoma’s devilish smile appear when he saw Katsuki’s drop.

The two cars were neck at neck and closing in on the line. He let go of your hand to press the blue button that read “NOS” where the gear stick would be. The car slung forward with a speed greater than anything you would know. The sound that came from the engines sounded like an explosion.

You assumed he had it in the bag until you saw Monoma catching back up. You looked at katsuki once again. His eyes were a different shade of red, a darker shade. Thousands of solutions were going through his head. His jaw was clenched. The grip on the wheel was turning his knuckles white.

He took both his hands and turned the wheel— fast.

The car spun into a donut-like shape and crossed the line first.

“Woah.” was all you could get out. It felt like your soul had been plucked from you, as well as your breath. Everything felt euphoric.

The cheers of the crowd were ear-shatteringly loud as you stepped out the car. Bakugou’s hands were shoved in his black cargo pants pockets when he walked towards Monoma’s car.

He bent his torso down to look in the window with a shit-eating smile. We walked off towards you and slung his arm around your neck. “How’s that for your first race?” He snickered.

You had no words. So you turned and left a fat kiss on his lips, holding his neck in your hands. He kissed you back, the passion in his actions becoming apparent, yet you pulled away before it became anything.

You smiled at him, looking him in his eyes. “Well done, Dynamite.”

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My first request 🥰

This little number was written for the anonymous request I received the other day! I hope that they enjoy what I came up with. While this story lacks the spicy content I usually write, it was nice to branch out and try something new. So, thank you for the request…let’s hope I did this right 😂

(Here is the original request from anonymous:

I personally would love to see a Christian Cage x (Possibly?) A Pregnant!Wife Reader, maybe the reader is pregnant and Christian’s valet (kinda like the Miz & Maryse) and she’s stressing at Ringside during a match that happens involving Christian’s little Crew (Him, Lucha, & Nick)?)

This story contains minor swearing, pregnancy, slight description of labor pain(s). Read at your own discretion.

Y/N- your name

O/B- obstetrician (A physician who cares for women and their baby during pregnancy and childbirth)

Word count: 1,343

Divider is from @saradika

GIF credit: @junglehooks

A Labor of Love 💕

Christian and I had countless conversations about me joining him, Luchasaurus and Nick for his “write off” match that was happening next week on Dynamite. I wanted nothing more than to be ringside supporting him, cheering him and the guys on (and maybe even causing a little mischief for their opponents) but Christian was 100% against it. I know he was just being protective of me and our baby growing inside of me, but I knew this would be the last match I would be able to accompany him to the ring before our baby would be born. He also knew that I wasn’t going to give up on this until I got him to change his mind. To the rest of the world Christian was the biggest ill-tempered asshole, but when it came to me (and our baby) he was a complete softie. I loved being able to know that side of him.

“Y/N, what if something were to happen and go wrong? I just want you and the baby to be safe. It’s too risky for you to be out there with all 6 of us in the middle of the chaos. I won’t be able to keep an eye on you or keep you out of harm’s way.” He explained.

I couldn’t help but to let out a frustrated sigh. “This isn’t my first rodeo, Christian. I know what to do and where I need to be. I really want to be there since neither of us will be traveling with AEW after this match because the baby will be here soon. Please, just trust me. I need to do this for you and for me.” I pleaded. We sat in silence for a few minutes before I spoke again. “What if we ask my O/B at my appointment in a couple days if they think it’s a good idea or not? Let them decide if I’m in the clear to join you. Would that help make you feel better about it?” “I don’t think it would take all my worry away, but yes that’s a good idea. If the doctor says it’s okay, then I will trust their judgement, and yours.” I squealed with delight and threw my arms around Christian’s neck, causing my baby bump to nudge his stomach. Christian smiled at my excitement and placed his hand on my bump, marveling at the sudden kicks he felt against it. “Your mother is the most stubborn and determined person I’ve ever met. If you come out with the same fiery qualities she has, I’m in trouble.”

“You ready baby?” I asked Christian as we stood backstage in gorilla position. I knew how nervous he still was about having me ringside even though my doctor gave us the green light last week. Christian would be missing the next 6-8 weeks because of the baby, and I was bound and determined to make tonight special for him. Little did I know how “special” the night was going to turn out…

Luchasaurus and Nick stood nearby, stretching, and psyching themselves up while I tried my best to calm Christian’s mind. “You’ve worked so hard to get here baby. I’m so proud of you! I’ll be fine, and so will the baby. Now get your DILF ass out there and give em’ hell!” He kissed me fiercely before leaning down and kissing my baby bump too. The opponent’s music hit right before they went through their tunnel and down the ramp towards the ring. There was a small pause before Christian’s music started vibrating through the arena, causing him to instantly tap even more into his villainous persona before leading the 4 of us up the steps to the tunnel. Performing was like a second nature to me, so just like Christian had done, I flipped a switch and turned on the bad bitch persona I was so good at portraying. I placed my hands on Luchasaurus and Nick, parting them as I made my way in between and took my place right next to Christian. I plastered the biggest and brightest smile on my face while lacing my fingers with Christian’s as we walked down the ramp.

It was about 8 minutes into the match and the guys were rocking and rolling. I kept my distance from the busy spots in and around the ring while playing my part perfectly. Right on cue, I started distracting the ref so Christian could hit his opponent with the TNT belt Nick had tossed to him. I was yelling and waving my arms in the air manically, doing my best to keep the ref’s eyes on me for a few moments longer. When he threatened to throw me out from ringside, I hopped up and down throwing a tantrum, pleading my case for him to let me stay. The damage in the ring was already done, so I waved off the ref, allowing him to return his focus to the match.

Everything was going smoothly until Luchasaurus nailed Christian with a tail whip when the opponent he was aiming for ducked out of the way. Christian stumbled back into the pads of the turnbuckle, completely dazed before sitting down. My first instinct was to go apeshit on the asshole who ducked out of the way, but I went after Luchasaurus instead. (I blame the pregnancy hormones) I had fury in my eyes as I climbed onto the apron and began yelling at Luchasaurus for not being more careful, cursing at him and getting in his face. Nick rushed over and tried to calm me down, but I quickly put that little boy in his place. The more he spoke, the more my urge to slap him grew. When I reared my hand back, Nick recoiled but lucky for him Luchasaurus grabbed hold of my wrist, stopping my hand from making contact with Nick’s face. If looks could kill, that dinosaur would be dead right now because I was staring daggers at him.

The ref had enough of my behavior and tossed my ass out. Of course I threw a fit all the way up the ramp until I reached the backstage area. I was a little winded from all my theatrics, so I tried to catch my breath as I watched the match on the tv in the back. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lower back, around my hips and to my lower belly. The surprise of it caused me to gasp and white knuckle grip the table next to me so I could steady myself. “What the hell was that?!” I whispered to myself. “This is not happening right now…” Another wave of pain radiated through my lower half, this time causing me to drop to my knees. Kris Statlander saw what had happened and rushed over to my side, full of concern. “Y/N! Are you okay?” “I…I think I’m in labor. Help me stand…p-please. I need to get my phone so I can get ahold of my doctor.” I spoke as calmly as I could through gritted teeth. Kris helped me to my feet, holding on to my arm giving me support. I didn’t even notice that Christian’s match had ended until I saw him running towards me. “Are you alright, Y/N? Is the baby okay? What’s going on?” he asked breathlessly. “I think the little s-show I put on with Luchasaurus and Nick might’ve caused me to go into labor.”

Christian’s face turned a little pale as he stood in front of Kris and I in shock. It took Kris snapping her fingers and a boop on his nose for him to come back down to Earth. “You okay there, Dad?” she asked him playfully. Christian’s brows knitted together as he gave her a dirty look, but his face softened when he turned his attention to me. “I’ll put the fact that I was right about it not being a good idea for you to be ringside tonight on the back burner temporarily. Now, let’s go meet our baby!”

Thanks for reading 🖤

#christian cage #captain charisma #instant classic #christian4peeps #jay reso #aew #all elite wrestling #fanfic #fanfiction #christian cage fanfic

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