#i swear this some telepathy shit

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THIS BLOG IS A SAFE SPACE FOR NON-HUMAN PASSING MUTANTS. HUMAN PASSING MUTANTS DNI

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every time I see a human talking about "how cool it would be to have superpowers" or some shit like that I loose it a little bit more. do these people realize that being a mutant isn't just fun powers. like even beyond the shit I deal with trying to get jobs or all the relationships that have been ruined once people realized I'm a mutant. abilities aren't just fun and games, I have a friend who can't touch people without nearly killing them, I burned down three buildings before someone finally taught me to control my abilities, and these people are all like "wouldn't it be great to fly to work every day??" just admit that you see us as comic book characters and not real people with real struggles

#actually mutant #jay .txt

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self diagnosing is great and all but most of you people aren't telepaths, you're just hyperempathic

#actually mutant #actually telepathic #hyperempathy #crosstagging i know but some of yall need to see this #tilley speaks #it can be dangerous to go around acting like you know peopels actual thoughts when its just your brain

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#vent post #sometimes I get really mad at magneto #like I think he's done a lot for mutant rights and stuff #but I'm so fucking tired of everyone assuming that I'm evil just because of my powers #like jesus not all of us are trying to start atomic wars #some metallokinetics just use their abilities to make cool sculptures #but I can't get a spoon from across the room in front of strangers without someone mentioning jfk

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*physical mutation meaning something that is ALWAYS physical, not just something you can turn off and on whenever

#ig my mutation IS technically physical its just not visible to people most of the time so i feel weird claiming that #but like i was born with the tattoo marks #the powers didnt come till later tho #so idk which to pick

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HEY! shout-out to people with *weird* mutations. Mutations that don't look cool, mutations that are gross, mutations that are dirty, mutations that you can't tell people about because they always cringe. You're just as valid as every other mutant out there. Your powers don't need to be palettable to humans for you to be treated with respect.

#THIS!!! #rb

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rosetvler

god i am so tired of the hypocrisy in this community. the double standards are insane. its okay to have 'scary' powers but the moment someone's abilities are scarier than like, pyrokinesis you're evil and dangerous to be around. 'acceptance' for you people only means nice mutants who've never hurt or scared anyone ever.

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non-mutants can reblog this btw

#srb #actually mutant #getting real tired of this

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okay like. i get that were all about acceptance and pride or w/e but no one in this tag has ever had friends irl i swear. if someone asks you not to read their mind you shouldnt. honestly you shouldnt be using telepathy on people at all without their permission. mutant abilities dont disclude you from respecting peoples boundaries

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i swear to god you people are such hypocrites. its all 'mutant and proud' until someone has a power you dont like. its always about keeping the humans feeling comfortable instead of thinking about how it feels to never use your powers because theyre breaking 'boundaries' that were made up by humans in the first place

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dude do you hear yourself right now

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Hey, I like your point op, but maybe you should stop trying to speak over actual telepaths and let them decide how to use their powers themselves???

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i. i am a telepath.

#duddeeee telepaths are insane #used to be friends with one SO glad i broke that off before it went too bad

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Tokyo revengers headcanons

Content: Tr headcanons

Content warnings: None I hope, please let me know if there are any!

Vixen's two cents: I’ve been wanting to dump all my headcanons somewhere for a while now so here! I don’t think that these are all, but I’m gonna make a second post about any further headcanons I have. Also, i apologize for not including everyone here, ill make sure to include them next time. I hope you enjoy, and if you do, please tell me about it! Don’t be afraid to send me requests either, I’d love to write most anything (I’m uncreative sometimes)! Oh also, what are some of your headcanons? Do you agree with any of mine? I’ll link the part two once i figure out how to do that lol

(VOLUME II)

Kokonoi who is genuinely so bothered by bugs you won’t believe it. He has to leave the room as soon as he sees the „threat“, and fast.

Izana who curses loudly on Filipino whenever he accidentally hurts himself. You can hear him shout from across the whole house when he bumps himself on a corner.

Chifiyu who has a passion for graffiti. He loves tagging and wild styling and spraying elaborate throwup-styles on walls on Toman turf.

Inui who is colorblind, which is really unfortunate because he has an interest in fashion and styles. He relies on Koko for the greater part, but has recently discovered apps that identify color, which has vastly improved his personal style and allowed him to take on more challenging shades.

The Katawa twins who have an honestly really impressive Pokémon card collection and often play against each other to pass time. The amount they have spent on it is sorta concerning and more often than not stop by the little magazine store to buy another pack to "improve their decks" before gang meetings.

Hakkai who has a distinct dislike for the color orange but keeps finding himself surrounded it. He hates it but the walls in his room are orange. He could puke because his favorite faux-fur-coat is a darker orange. There’s no reasoner doesn’t like the color but something about it makes his skin crawl.

Hanma who is German/Russian and makes sure everyone knows it. He is proud of his heritage and will often use German and Russian idioms when conversating. It’s all fun and games till he starts swearing in his mother tongues during fights, bashing in his opponent’s skulls whilst cursing in a foreign, very aggressive manner.

Nahoya and Souya who work like devils in the kitchen. It’s a perfect tandem in between them, they somehow always know what the other wants and needs. If Nahoya needs a hand in opening the oven, Souya’s doing a 360 no look opening. If Souya’s hands are messy from kneading the dough, Nahoya automatically turns on the tap for hand washing. Twin telepathy is real and they’re the number one proof.

Mucho who can’t do shit in terms of math. You need him busy? Ask him for 7x9 and he’ll be unresponsive for the next 3-5 minutes. It’s really frustrating to him because he genuinely puts in so much effort to understand the formulas, but the numbers simply don’t click in his brain.

Smiley who got the smiley piercing the moment he found out about it. It’s really impressively healed and works so well on his face. Some even say that his smile has gotten wider ever since he got it. He also has a poorly healed nose stud on the left side that he only keeps in for sentimental value. He got it in the seventh grade during school and he got his ass whooped when he came back home with it.

Kisaki who unintentionally practices calligraphy because he writes exclusively in cursive. All of his notebooks look fake because all the letters look identical and everything is evenly spaced. The highlighter girlies in his classes wish death upon him on a daily.

Rindou who’s cracked at Chemistry for no reason. He doesn’t even have to try, it’s like the formulas unfold in front of him and the laws and rules just make sense. He can’t even explain it but ask him anything, and I mean anything he can give you the right answer. Just don’t ask him to be your lab partner. He has a nasty history of breaking test tubes.

Kakucho who knows how to dress. Like really know how to dress. Anywhere, anytime he’s looking like a Pinterest board. He doesn’t really try or occupy himself with things fashion, but he just looks so good and coordinated all the time. He thought it was natural to know what looks good or not, so he’s sometimes a bit perplexed by the things that his peers wear. He tries to be nice when he tells them it doesn’t work, but comes across a little brash because it frustrates him.

Kazutora who has unnaturally sharp canines. Like, it’s kinda scary sometimes because they poke out of his mouth even when it’s closed. He’ll commonly run his tongue over them when he’s bored, poking and prodding at them to check if they’re still sharp. It’s one of the features of his face he really does like.

Mitsuya who gossips like a Girl. He lives for drama and tea (silently) and due to his club being occupied by mostly girls, he’s surrounded by it constantly. The girls talk and talk and talk and he eats it up. The scary part is that he remembers nearly every part of it, so he knows so much. He’ll never share it with anyone but likes to know what’s happening. Sometimes he even correctly predicts scandals due to background knowledge.

Leading from the last one, Mitsuya who has a deep voice. One that rumbles softly when he speaks and sounds like the ocean when he laughs. It’s a killer during after-noon classes when he has to present or read something cause it has such a calming effect. He’s put multiple of his classmates asleep accidentally.

Draken who know just the tiniest bit about sowing from helping out in Mistuya’s workshop. He knows how to close a seam, he knows how to sew a button and he knows how to patch a hole and that’s it. He’s lowkey proud of it though.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x you #Tokyo revengers headcanons #headcanon #headcanons #tr headcanons

[nerves-nebula]

Okay so Donnie at the end is a little OOC, but I figured this would happen a long ways down the line, after they were beginning to recover, and he’s gotten some more self-confidence. Pair that with “siblings potentially in danger” and I think it’s justified? I hope you like.

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Their therapist liked to tell them that it was okay to have moments of immaturity. It was fine to indulge in childish things because it’s not as if they’d had time for it as children.

“You’d be surprised how many adults still love things geared towards younger audiences.”

This was the excuse Leo gave himself.

He was just embracing his childish side.

Donnie had said that the “Shell-mobile” as Mikey had dubbed it was technically road-worthy. He was still working in it, though, wanting it to work as a mobile command center for them when they were scouting or ninja-ing.

All Leo heard was “We have a car now.”

Technically, Raph and Donnie were the only ones with licenses. They had immediately gotten them when they’d officially moved to the Hidden City, just in case. So, technically, Raph and Donnie were the only ones who could legally drive the Shell-mobile.

However, Leo and Mikey still had learner’s permits and were allowed to drive as long as someone with a license was with them in the car, so this should be fine.

Leo slammed the gas, laughing hysterically as the junker van surged forward, tearing down the road as Mikey and Raph clung to their seats. It was exhilarating, the freedom of driving at ridiculous speeds. They’d pulled off the main road, of course, avoiding any major traffic (Leo was impulsive, not stupid), that way they’d be less likely to run into any cops.

The handling on the van was less than optimal. It swerved and Leo could swear he’d pulled them up onto just two wheels at least three times.

“Faster, Leo!” Mikey screamed, throwing his hands in the air as they took a sharp turn, “Donnie’s gonna fuckin’ kill us!”

Raph’s scream was far less excited, “Screw Donnie, LEO is gonna kill us! At least slow down for the turns, you’re gonna crash!”

“You can’t tell me what to do!” Leo laughed maniacally, popping the handbrake to drift them around another sharp corner. There was no way in hell he was slowing this vehicle until Raph either threw up or passed out.

“LEO LOOK OUT!” Raph shrieked (rather high pitched and girly if you asked Leo).

Mikey’s laughter also died down as the van slammed into something, thudding a few times. Leo slammed on the brakes, skidding them to a stop, the smell of burnt rubber quickly filling the air.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” Raph made to grab at the door handle, but his hands shook too much to get a proper grip. Leo leaned over to help, letting Raph out to get some air.

He and Mikey also got out, all of them turning to see the hunched form of a cat yokai in the middle of the road.

“I’m gonna be sick.” Raph whined.

They approached the yokai carefully, unsure if he was even alive.

“Oh my God, Leo.” Mikey punched his shoulder, “You fucking hit someone.”

“It was an accident!”

“I’m so not testifying for you in court, dude. Lock her away, Your Honor! This woman is a certified-“

Coughing interrupted him.

“Oh fuck, he’s alive.” Raph put himself between the body and his brothers, “Can you hear us?”

The yokai groaned, slowly lifting his head. He was definitely not doing good, his face was scratched to shit and one of his eyes wouldn’t open.

“D-Donnie?” The yokai asked.

The trio froze.

No one spoke for a solid minute.

The yokai collapsed back to the pavement.

“How did he-“

“Could he be-“

“Abe?”

The yokai’s ears twitched.

Donnie, back when they began training their ninpo, had done experiments about telepathy. He’d done tons of tests, both in safe and dangerous environments. He had definitively told them all that, thankfully, their blood line did not mean that they could read each other’s minds. He surmised that any “telepathy” the others thought they had was just them being able go understand one another and know how the other would react to circumstances due to their prolonged exposure to one another.

However, in that moment, the trio only had to exchange one look before they all turned back, going back go the Shell-mobile. They buckled up, fixed the mirrors, and Leo turned them around.

Thump

Thump

The drive back home was far less exciting than the drive out to the edge of town, but the adrenaline still ran through their veins. Leo parked the van, smiling to himself as he saw Donnie storming into the garage.

“Wh-what did you d-d-do?!” Donnie looked over the van, “Of all th-the reckless, kn-knuckleheaded- you realize I can remote tr-track the van’s sp-speedometer, right?”

“Oh, no, I didn’t know that.” Leo smiled, “That’s really cool, Don.”

Donnie paused a moment, “I- hey, wait! You can’t distract me w-with compliments!”

Mikey nodded, “Yeah, that’d be underhanded.”

Raph agreed, “You can yell at us, Don, go ahead.”

Donnie’s ire seemed to sizzle out as he looked over his siblings. They all just stood there, politely waiting to get yelled at…

“Have you been body snatched?”

Leo laughed, “That’s a good one. No, no, we’re us. You can run some tests if you wanna be sure.”

“Hey, Don, why don’t I make your favorite tonight?” Raph smiled, coming forward to put a hand on Donnie’s back, guiding him back into the complex, “You can yell at us while I cook.”

“And you can tell us about how you track the Shell-mobile!” Mikey grinned, bouncing beside him as they headed in.

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It wasn’t until years and years later, after all was said and done, that any of the three of them broke their unspoken vow.

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And there we go! Originally I wasn’t gonna have them hit him with a car, but that idea was too fuckin funny to pass up.

-Monster Anon

Can We Utilize Unsafe Driving For The Better? More at 11 !!

them being weirdly nice and polite to Donnie afterwards is so funny to me lmao.

#nnstuff #ask #neglected fic #teenage mutant neglected turtles #tmnt abe #car crash tw #violence tw #asks are sweethearts

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You’re Not Him - George Weasley

Authors note:Apologises for not uploading for ages. Life has been hectic.I had a shit night so imma make everyone sad with me. This song is called she’s not him by Miley Cyrus in bold.

I want to start by saying thank you, i’m going to miss you hunny

The tears run down your cheeks and your hands clutch onto his sweater you’re wearing, the smell lingers and you know it will start smelling less and less of him, you don’t care that your makeup is running all you care about is how the love of your life is in a wooden box while you’re alive.

You gave me things you can’t buy back with money. You changed my life. You’ve been my world

The experiences you and Fred had were priceless.

The pranks, the date nights, family gatherings.

You’d even settle for another argument with him just to have him here.. with you.

There’s no other guy that looks like you darling . Those eyes, that tongue,those teeth, that body

Fred grew up a twin brother and although they were difficult to tell apart. You look across to George who is now a broken shell of a man. His eyes are lifeless weighed down by the heavy bags under them.

You spent countless hours counting every freckle on Fred’s face as he slept beside you, when his eyes fluttered open and the morning sun caught them and make them sparkle. You had that colour etched into your memory.

Even though we’ve gone to outer space.

Still no one can take his place.

Your not him.

No matter what you say,

No matter what you do

Every day you see George at the Burrow, you and Ron try to convince George to go to work at the joke shop. You both talk his ear off with new ideas but he never talks and you suspect he never listened. Every day you know it’s pointless to keep trying but every day you hope that he will let you in. You know deep inside, you could never fill Fred’s shoes.

I just can’t fall in love with you cause your not him

After Fred’s death you wondered if you could fall for his twin but it was impossible. He was too good and innocent for you. You missed Fred’s mischievous side.

Sneaking into your dormitory or Sneaking you into his room. Sneaking out of detention or sneaking kisses in class.

His ability to flirt and make your knees go weak when he gave you the look.

And maybe it’s beyond my control, some sort of chemical reaction.

Making it impossible to let him go.

Losing a family member is hard, you’ve had the experience first hand but when you lose the other half of yourself, no more twin telepathy, no more inside jokes.

As much as George knew his family was grieving no one could understand his loss when he looks in the mirror and hates what he sees.

You deserve a heart much bigger than one that’s torn in two

You know that one day your heart will heal but looking over at George. You knew his heart would forever be fractured for the scars of his best friend will remain. Fred was so young but George didn’t deserve his heart torn apart.

Every time you walk through my door.

I swear to god you’re more beautiful than before.

But your not him.

As time passed and you watched as George came alive again. The colour returning to his cheeks a less tired hilarious boy emerged and as he grew older you watched him blossom into a confident man, you weren’t surprised he got married or had kids.

But nothing would ever replace the love of your life.

#harry potter imagine #harry potter #george weasley #gender neutral reader #fred weasley #fred and george #fred gideon weasley #hp fanfiction #fred weasley angst #george weasley angst #song fic #oneshot

[ideas-4-stories]

Lullabies of a Baby Blue Bug

Chapter 2: Song of the Sea, the fic is here and five chapters are out right now on Ao3. There's Part 1 on Tumblr

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"Rouge... Why didn't you turn in Captain?" The red-haired kid asked, tilting his head a little to the side. He looks up to the woman he is sitting next to, with pure curiosity in his eyes. The said woman tensed up from not expecting the question. "What do you mean... Shanks?" The strawberry blonde asks carefully, eyeing the young child wearily. After all, this isn't any normal child, this is one of the youngest pirates she has ever met.

She still couldn’t believe that reckless bastard actually took children aboard Oro Jackson. Never really understood that crazy man's antics, but this destroyed her knowledge of his insanity. The woman laughed at the thought of him having children on a boat filled with some of the most wanted people in the world. She was speechless when she found out what he said was true, she wasn't a person that should be concerned by children. But a pirate ship isn’t place for children, even though these two are not normal in any sense from what she has seen…

"He means, why didn't you turn in Captain when you whipped his ass in that fight. Why didn't Rayleigh or anyone do anything about it?'' The bluenette in the background is quick to step into the conversation, interrupting what Shanks is about to say. Earning a glare from the red-haired child. Paying no mind to his Nakama the bluenette donning the same level of curiosity as the other as he looks up to the woman.

"Buugggyyy, I was goanna say that!" Whines Shanks, having a big pout on his face and had crossed his arms. This makes Buggy roll his eyes at the red-haired boy, with a scowl etched on his face. Shooting one of the nastiest glares she had ever seen at the other one, which in turn made the red-haired clamp his mouth close and look away faster than she ever saw him do.

If Rouge didn't get out of this quickly, things would get even more awkward than it has already. There were so many questions that she could see the gears turning in their eyes as both turned to look at her again. The strawberry blonde must think of something fast to escape this awkward situation. The woman's eyes zeroed onto the sky, setting down her teacup and scooting out of her chair. Feigning shock and distress the best she could, "Shit, it's getting late. When do you two go to bed?" Trying just to redirect the conversion to something that wasn't about the reason she wouldn't turn in Roger. Personality Rouge doesn't want to think about why that is...

"Oh, we sleep whenever we want to!" Shanks says with a lopsided grin, as Buggy nods at the redhead. Oh, for the love of the seas and all that is scared, that's just fantastic, the woman thought grumpily. Noting when Roger comes back, she would kick his ass some more than she had already planned. Dropping these kids after she whipped his ass, saying it was for them to be "normal" children for once. Rogue gives a heavy sigh and sits on her hip. As the other was placed on her head,

"Well, that's not goanna work here. So, it's bedtime and what needs to be done for you to sleep?" All it took was one glance between Shank and Buggy for them to decide what needed to be done. So, they right back to the strawberry blonde with giant grins on their faces.

Rouge swears to whatever is up there, watching this shitshow of a world, that she would strangle Roger. Because this telepathy-ness that his youngest members have with each other isn't amusing nor interesting anymore. The blonde woman had already intersected in a fight between the rascals that seemed to have no reason it should have happened. Yet, they yelled at each other like they had the most dramatic argument ever.

"Lullabies!" The children shrieked at once, causing Rouge to wince in pain. "What?" The woman looks down at the youngsters, seeing their eyes filled with determination to get what they want. A determination that she has really only seen coming from that bubbly and ebullient buffoon of a captain... For Davy Jones' Sake! "...Okay"

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"Are you sure that you are going to sleep with a lullaby?" Rouge looks down at the duo, who are snugly tucked in the futon. Both of them nod their heads in sync with one another, eyes filled with anticipation of what is to come. Rouge couldn't believe that it would be this easy and simplistic thing that they would need to fall asleep. The woman shakes her head, sighing to herself to stop thinking of them as if they're not children. Even if they are pirates, they are still young children. Taking a deep breath she starts a lullaby from her childhood, one that she knew by heart.

Hush now, Mo Stóirín ~~~ Close your eyes and sleep~~~ Waltzing the waves~~~ Diving in the deep~~~

Stars are shining bright~~~ The wind is on the rise~~~ Whispering words~~~ Of long-lost lullabies~~~

A lullaby that was sung to Rouge by her mother when she was young. A song that has been in her mother's family for a very long time. She never thought she would be singing it to another person, but here she is. Singing to the youngest members of the Roger Pirates, who have some of the most feared pirates in the world aboard their ship. Yeah, not the way the strawberry blonde thought she would be singing her family’s lullaby. She couldn’t believe that the lullaby was the reason these two rascals were dropped off. Roger seemingly told them that she had a special lullaby passed down for ages and Buggy wanted to hear it. For all the Blue Seas!

Oh, won't you come with me?~~~ Where the moon is made of gold~~~ And in the morning sun~~~ We'll be sailing~~~

Oh, won't you come with me?~~~ Where the ocean meets the sky~~~ And as the clouds roll by~~~ We'll sing the song of the sea~~~

It’s clear as day that these two have Roger wrapped around their fingers. Anyone with a lick of sense would see that... But that seems that’s a rarity, somehow. With that thought the strawberry blonde rolls her eyes, for how dangerous this world is. Rouge thinks that more people would have more common sense. But most people she has seen with that are innocent civilians wanting to stay out of the way of pirates, marines, and anyone else that gives them problems.

Out of nowhere Shanks gives a loud snore, startling the woman from the lullaby. That pissed off Buggy, who rolled his eyes and shoved the kid that was next to him. Which did nothing as the redhead didn’t budge and snuggled closer to the bluenette. Rouge stiffs a chuckle at Buggy when he gives a pout because she has to stop the annoyed child from bonking the other one upside the head. Shaking her head, starting right back up from where she stopped.

I had a dream last night~~~ And heard the sweetest sound~~~ I saw a great white light~~~ And dancers in the round~~~

Castles in the sand~~~ Cradles in the trees~~~ Don't cry, I'll see you by and by~~~

Oh, won't you come with me~~~ Where the moon is made of gold~~~ And in the morning sun~~~ We'll be sailing~~~

Gently brushing the bluenette’s hair out of his eyes as he grudgingly cuddles closer to the kid beside him, the woman sighed in defeat knowing that she couldn’t ever take these two away from the Roger Pirates. She knows a lot about their captain. She knows that he would never let her or anyone else take them away from him, as long as he is breathing. Though she knows a pirate ship isn’t a place for children, Rouge thinks that if there was any pirate ship a child or children would be safest on. That would be Oro Jackson, the home of the Roger Pirates... Well, the Oro Jackson and the Moby Dick with Whitebeard and his crew.

Oh, won't you come with me~~~ Where the ocean meets the sky~~~ And as the clouds roll by~~~ We'll sing the song of the sea~~~

Rolling... Rolling~~~ Rolling... Rolling~~~

Oh, won't you come with me?~~~ Where the moon is made of gold~~~ And in the morning sun~~~ We'll be sailing free~~~

The bluenette was trying to fight off to sleep, struggling to hear the ending. The strawberry blonde woman knew more how much they fight and scream at each other. Only something truly bad would separate them. No matter how many times the bluenette left, he would always come back. Just needed a break to clear his thoughts so he could come back with a plan. Though that usually ends with Buggy bonking Shanks over the head and yelling at him. Saying that he should listen to him, though only half the things they get in trouble for is the redhead's fault.

Oh, won't you come with me~~~ Where the ocean meets the sky~~~ And as the clouds roll by~~~ We'll sing the song of the sea~~~

Grá go deo~~~~~~

As she finished the song, she watches as the bluenette finally let sleep take him from the awaking world. She couldn’t help but smile as both settled closer to each other, with content smiles on their faces. Drifting further into slumber as they start to dream whatever they love the most in world... Hopefully that is the case, the woman thought as she tucks them in some more. Rouge couldn’t help but to sigh at the predicament she found herself in. Afterall, seeing how much Roger was wrapped around their fingers. She doubts she could take them away from the ship the children call home. Even though a pirate ship isn’t a place for children.

Leaning a bit in, kissing them on the foreheads, the strawberry blonde whispers, "Sweet dreams, you two little rascals. May they be filled with only happiness." That's all she could do for them.

#first fic #one piece #one piece fanfic #buggy-centric #buggy the clown #buggy the star clown #buggy the bombastic clown #buggy the genius jester #buggy the flashy fool #buggy #roger pirates #gol d. roger #platinum rendell #portgas d. rouge #maria? #still working on buggy's mother's name #ideas~4~stories says

[nataliebuckleyromanoffharrington]

Treat you better

→ Pairs: Eleven x sister!reader, Max Mayfield x f!reader, Robin Buckley x f!reader, Erica Sinclair x f!reader, Nancy Wheeler x f!reader, Mike Wheeler x f!reader, Will Byers x adopted sister!reader, Dustin Henderson x f!reader, Lucas Sinclair x f!reader, Steve Harrington x f!reader, Argyle x f!reader, Jonathan Byers x f!reader, Eddie Munson x f!reader.

→ Summary: Who will you pick?

→ Warning/s: minor mentions of dying, minor mentions of the Demogorgon, a few swear words.

→ Universe: Stranger Things

→ Setting: A day after you and Eleven close the gate

→ Age: 20

→ Genre: [A/F]

→ Note: You and Eleven are blood sisters, Joyce Byers adopted you and Eleven 2 years ago, making you two sisters with Will and Jonathan Byers and daughters of Joyce Byers. You two have the same powers, same past and trauma.Pretend that Robin and Max were there in Season 1. Yes, you are 20 and Eleven's 15. This short story contains lyrics from Treat you better by Shawn Mendes

→ Reminder: You DO NOT have permission to plagiarize, repost and claim the story are yours. Reblogs, likes and comments are very much appreciated by me :)

→ y'all are going to have to guess who y/n likes more;)

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Y/N's POV:

Me and my sister are currently in Mike's basement with our friends - Nancy, Robin, Dustin, Max, Erica, Will, Lucas, Argyle, Steve and Mike, El's boyfriend. It isn't so bad here, it's actually quite nice. It's my first time here, I was staying with Joyce Byers before me and my sister were on a run since papa showed up. And finally, we're together again. Joyce adopted me and Eleven a week after Eleven and I met again.

She's number 11 and I'm number ten. We recently found out about our mother a week ago, before everything went downhill. First, we found out that a gate to the Upside down was opened. Last but not the least, papa showed up which is a bad sign. Turns out my name is actually Y/N and Eleven is Jane.

"You could've died in there! You could've been taken by that thing!" Steve argued back to me. I don't know why he didn't want me to go.

"Well, I didn't, Steve. Why didn't you want me to go? Did you want my sister to do it alone?! Did you want her to die?!" I raised my voice angrily. If he wants my sister to die, I'll die with her - or he could die first before my sister.

"No! I don't! I don't want you to go because I love you and I can't lose you!"

Everyone gasped at Steve's response. Oh. my. God. He likes me!? Steve 'the hair' Harrington likes me?! The playboy, Heartthrob Steve likes me?! That's why?! Even I was taken back at his sudden confession. He froze at his spot when he realized what he had just said.

"Holy Shit. You like y/n! I knew it!" Lucas broke the silence between all of us, he began chanting, "Steve likes y/n" with Dustin, Max and El.

He groans out of embarrassment "It's not like that, okay?"

"El and I win Dustin" Max said to the kid while doing the 'give me' hand gesture. Did they just do bet on us? Dustin groaned loudly and gave Max and El their prize.

"You did a betted on us?" I asked, I received a nod from the four kids "Oh my God. Why?"

"We always sense some sexual tension when you two lock eyes every time. It's like you are talking with each other with your minds. So we thought that you two like each other, so, we made a bet. El and Max went for you two having a crush on each other and and I went for you two only having either one of you likes the other" Dustin explained to us

"Telepathy" El added

"For how much?" Steve asked

"A hundred bucks" Max blurted out

"A hundred bucks?!" Steve and I exclaimed in synch, we share a surprised look before looking back at the four kids.

"Yeah, two teams. Each person on that team gets 50 bucks" Dustin explained to us

"Wait! Are we just going to ignore the fact that y/n didn't say anything after Steve's confession?" Mike interrupted us. Right. I didn't.

"Do you like Steve back?" Nancy asked me straight away

I turn to Steve "Can I talk to you, " I glance at the kids then looked back at him "Alone?"

"Y.. yeah, s... sure" He stuttered with scratching the back of his neck, the two of us went out of the house to talk alone. Without any kids. But I'm pretty sure that at least one of them followed us out, those snoops . "What did you, uh, want to talk about?"

"About what you said. Is it true? Because I don't want to be the only one who believes that it's not true" I answered

No one's POV:

Whilst y/n and Steve are talking outside, the kids in the basement were betting once again.

"I'll go with y/n doesn't feel the same way" Lucas betted first

"Same" Max, El, Nancy, Dustin and Robin all teamed with Lucas.

"I'll go with y/n feeling the same way" Mike declared, confident with his answer

"I'm with Mike" Will, Jonathan, Eddie and Argyle teamed with Mike

"Wait, you're all seriously betting over y/n/n and Steve?" Erica interrupted the betting

"As you heard, yes we are. Whose team are you on?" Nancy asked the kid

"I'll choose but it depends on how much the winner wins" Erica sassed

Honestly, Robin was hurt when she found out that Steve likes y/n because she has taken a liking to the y/h/c woman ever since they met. No one actually knows who y/n really likes, that's why they betted in the first place. Robin and y/n are very close friends, both women work together at Scoops Ahoy with Steve. The mall has been in Hawkins for a year now, and ever since it was built, many stores in the downtown have lost its customers, including the local video rental store.

Where you and Robin first met, you were looking for a job there and you saw that the local video rental store, known now as Family Video, was hiring so you applied, there you met Robin and the rest in history.

"20 bucks," Lucas answered "Each person on the winner team gets 20 bucks"

"25" Erica opposed the deal

"20" Lucas argued

"25 or I'm not picking"

"Fine. 25 bucks for each person on the winner team" Lucas gave up

"Then I'll go with y/n feels the same way" Erica chose a team.

At that exact moment, when the other team was about to argue Steve and y/n came walking down the stairs. As y/n steps on the floor, she took Robin's hand and dragged the woman beside her. Steve had a miserable expression on his face.

"Steve. Robin. Would you two like to share what you two are feeling about me so I could decide, please?" Y/N requested. Only Nancy knows about Robin's feelings for y/n, and only Jonathan knows about Steve's feelings for y/n which is now revealed to the kids.

Everyone looked quizzically at y/n, confused about what she's talking about.

"Then I'm not picking" she sighed, walking limply to the couch and plopped on it while everyone still had their eyes on her. "What? You're wondering why I know, am I right?"

Robin and Steve nodded, as well as the others. That made y/n sigh again and stood up, with her hands holding each other behind her as she walks towards the people she says, "Well, Robin, itall started when.."

What happend, this is in y/n's POV:

After I had studied with Billy in the back of Scoops Ahoy, I overheard Robin and Nancy talking, little did they know that I heard them

"I can't tell her yet, it's hard, Nance" Robin groaned

"You have to, or else one day you'll wake up and see that she's walking down the aisle, getting married to the love of her life whilst you stand there, completely regretting that you didn't tell her sooner" Nancy told her best friend

"But what if she doesn't like me back?"

"At least you told her before it's too late"

End of story, No one's POV:

"Oh" Robin whispered, embarrassed that y/n, her crush, had to find out like that.

"And as for Steve," you sighed "you all know how I found out" you sat back down on the couch

"So who's your pick? I can treat you better" Steve stated

Robin frowned and said, "I know I can treat you better that he can"

"any girl like you deserves a gentleman" Steve fought

"Tell me why are we wasting time on all your wasted crying hen you should be with me instead? I know I can treat you better better than he can" Robin argued

"I'll stop time for you. The second you say you'd like me too" Steve argued back

Everyone was amused by this little show, probably the highlight of the sleepover.

"This is a sleepover, not some open forum" Dustin whispered to Max

"Let them fight for y/n. It's amusing" Max whispered to Dustin. Robin started walking towards you, gripping onto your arms gently as she looks into your eyes.

"I just wanna give you the loving that you're missing. Baby, just to wake up with you. Would be everything I need, and this could be so different. Tell me what you want to do" Robin finished softly, y/n searched for any lies through Robin's eyes but she found nothing but love, desperation and... lust? "Who's your pick?"

"I choose..."

#stranger things x reader #Eleven x sister!reader #Max Mayfield x fem!reader #Robin Buckley x fem!reader #Nancy Wheeler x fem!reader #Erica Sinclair x fem!reader #Mike Wheeler x fem!reader #Will Byers x fem!reader #Dustin Henderson x fem!reader #Lucas Sinclair x fem!reader #Steve Harrington x fem!reader #Argyle x fem!reader #stranger things 1 #love triangle #who likes who? #Spotify

[grimm-tales-gamer]

Fallen Hero: Sidestep 5

1/4 of the way through my sidesteps so far lol, let’s go!

Name: Cynthia “Cyn” Graves

Gender: female she/her

Villain name: Hades

Villainous role: mob boss

Motivation: anger.. but that might change soon

Scar: outsider

Reason for gala: money

Where is she now?: whole, innocent, and free.

   Oh Cyn, she is a handful. In a good way. An absolute little shit that uses teasing, pranks, and jokes as a love language. She attaches herself to people quickly and yet likes to keep them at arms length. Almost like grabbing onto people at full arm extension, not letting them get closer but also not letting them go away.. but there are two people in particular who have gotten past that guard of hers. Her best friend Ricardo and recently Argent.

   There is an internet term that (unfortunately) can describe Cyn’s attraction compass, “battle sexual”. She likes feisty people who can keep up with her, both in a fight, as well as with her jabbing. Despite him being her best friend, Ricardo is attractive to her and they decided to give it a go romantically and see what happens (I swear I have sidesteps who aren’t in Ortega’s pants, please believe me, I am just weak). Eventually, as Hades, she flirted with Argent and when realizing she was flirting back pretty much went, “oh no! I didn’t plan this far!” But hey, it worked out during the auction just fine.

   She gets along with everyone at worst. She isn’t particularly prickly when compared to other sidesteps as long as the other can handle her jabbing and teasing. Steel though, he can really get under her skin. And she hates how much he’s right; she really wants to punch him in his face. They seem to have gotten on common ground now though.

   Cyn’s scar is healing up quite nicely I think. A mixture of therapy from being forced to interact with her coworker at the electronic store, Rosie, the rest of the mob crew, as well as actual therapy are letting her feel that she can belong again. She’s opening up in a big way she didn’t even as sidestep.

   Cyn does kill. However, it isn’t that often. When she kills it’s either: during a battle with other combatants or someone who “deserves” it (like a corrupt politician). This has lead to Ortega being afraid of her villain persona and even though she saves people, Chen believing she needs to be brought in. Argent tried to talk to her about her killing, but Cyn sort of shut down. Stating that “some people deserve to die”. However, she is willing to try to kill less. At least for Argent’s sake.

   Cyn’s end goal is to become powerful enough to be untouchable. To never be caught by the farm again. To do this, she needs to grow her villainous empire! She has to take Hollowground down and replace them with herself. After that, who knows. When she finally feels safe, she might change, feel less angry, less like a cornered animal. Her motivation, anger (or more appropriately fear), might change to life instead.

That was probably the happiest one so far. Let’s go over some fun facts:

Cynthia and Ortega really bonded and became friends over doing innocent pranks to Anathema.

Cyn wants to go to a carnival but is concerned over how her telepathy will react.

I could see her and Herald becoming really good friends with Herald due to Herald liking a bit of back and forth jabbing.

Cynthia also wants to replace Hollowground and become a… “softer” kingpin. She believes there have been a lot of unnecessary death and destruction under Hollowground’s rule of the city. Also, Cyn believes that the kingpin should take a more active role in keeping the city secure and profitable by fighting against the more violent and destructive villains.

Total head-canon but: Ricardo has a picture in his locker of Anathema giving Cynthia a piggyback ride while Cyn has a ballon sword. Both are in their hero outfits.

There’s a little rumor I heard that mob bosses will be naming their organization in book 3. So if we do, Cynthia’s organization is called “The Underworld”. Because of course it is.

Now to end with stats, armor, and appearance:

Cynthia is quite arrogant, sitting at around a 65%. She is more empathetic than ruthless, sitting around 55%. And she is daring, at around 75%. She prefers strength of mind over subtlety. Sitting at around the high 70s.

Type and appearance: imposing. Tall and built. The look resembles a blend of Ancient Greek with medieval plate armor. Engravings in the shape of battle scars are all over the armor in no exact pattern. The cloak is torn and battered looking (and Argent has it). The helmet resembles a hoplite helmet.

Add ons: armor and strength

Extra: she has a long sword to go with the armor.

Cynthia’s appearance:

Race: white

Height: medium, at around 5ft 8in (1.7m)

Hair: wavy black hair that used to be neat and styled in a part but now is chin length and is a bit wild due to her hair’s wavy nature.

Eyes: blue

Style: fashionable suits, slacks or skirts, usually no tie. She will wear different colored shirts but she usually wears the classic white shirt and black slacks/skirt and black blazer.

#oc #sidestep #fhr #fallen hero #oc:Cynthia

[blueskiesandstarrynights]

📓

ok, so I know you're not in this fandom, so I apologize in advance, but this au has taken over my brain and I haven't written a single word yet so-

Hopper-Byers Firestarter au. Hear me out.

Joyce and Hopper are a couple teens strapped for cash and are offered a chance to participate in an experiment for 200 bucks. They figure what's the harm, they've got a 50/50 shot of just getting an injection of distilled water, and if they do get the drug they'll probably be tripping balls for a few hours before they go about their merry lives. Right? Wrong! lol

There's something wrong. They're both given the drugs, but Joyce swears she saw one of the test subjects claw at his eyes, smearing his blood soaked hand on the chart above him. She swears she has a whole conversation with Jim, sharing everything and nothing all inside their heads.

They've both been given powers, and a few years later, they'll have been the only ones not dead or driven insane. He has minor telekinesis, and she's able to push people into doing or agreeing to what she wants.

Time passes and the two grow closer and a few years later there's a ring around their fingers and Joyce is pregnant with her first. The problem? They're being watched. They don't always know how or even particularly who, but the why is clear- the scientists want their lab rats back. So they plan in secret. Gather resources, vet doctors as safe, research locations, and slowly start selling furniture over the course of months. One day, they gather all their belongings in Jim's truck and set off. They spend months on the road, crashing everywhere they can and taking the long route while crossing at least 10 state lines to shake the government tail they've acquired. They're terrified they'll never shake them and Joyce will have to give birth on the road, but finally they arrive at their intended destination with no one following them- a tiny town in bumfuck Indiana where no one would think to find them.

They're still looking over their shoulder and checking for anyone else following them, or bugs planted in the house, but for the first time in years, they feel safe enough.

Years continue to pass and the two realize something about young Jonathan- he seems or have inherited some form of telepathy from them, meaning whatever fucked up drugs are in them that changed who they are can be passed down. They talk with him, making him feel safe and loved, while also warning him of what could happen if he wasn't careful.

Fast forward a bit and Jonathan's three now and Joyce is pregnant again, this time with twins. Hopper and Joyce are both overjoyed and terrified. Anything could happen and moving around is so much harder with three kids, two of them being newborns. They ramp up their paranoia and frequency of checks for government tails.

They think they're in the clear, but when Joyce gives birth in a hospital they checked multiple times, little Will is the only survivor of the two, the other twin tragically dies in childbirth 😔

Don't believe that? Neither do Joyce or Hopper. Publicly, they cry and grieve, but quietly, they dive into research to find out what really happened to their little girl.

Unfortunately, their efforts are put on hold as they realize Will has some kind of electrokinesis. which is a major problem for a baby. every time he was hungry or threw a temper tantrum, sparks would fly and he would short out anything from the lamp to the whole house if he wasn't careful.

years pass, and we pick up when Will is 12 and Jonathan is 15 in 1983. At this point, Hopper is convinced their unnamed girl really is dead, and Joyce's faith is starting to waver as well. They've spent many years following trails, having even taken the boys away one summer to trace a lead that led nowhere. There was one close call a few years ago where a couple suits tried to take Joyce while Hopper was at work, but she defended herself and by the time Hopper came home, he scared the shit out of the suit enough to leave them be and lie about how the mission went. What followed was an intense and heated debate, but they ultimately decided to stay in Hawkins.

What follows at this point is what I'm hoping to make as a combination of s1 of st and the plot of firestarter. They do find out el's alive and theirs which I cannot wait for because hell hath no fury if you've messed with Joyce Byers' kids. I also have this specific idea that Will and El are psychically linked, but I'm still trying to figure out the details of that. I'm still working out how I wanna do a lot of this, and I'm really sorry if the way I phrased some of this may come across as unappealing but this won't stop rotating in my head I'm obsessed and I haven't even finished the book. If you've made it this far and have any questions I'm more than happy to answer them considering I want to be able to expand this.

#st #asks #plankton #stranger things #firestarter au #<-temp tag for this #jim hopper #joyce byers #jonathan byers #will byers #el hopper

[callofdooty]

Crack WIP

I've been posting so much these past couple days, I do apologise. There is more to come. Recent writing sprint got very, very amusing when we were given crack prompts.

One of the prompts was Soulmates + Telepathy. So I decided on the crackship of Louse (Logan+Mouse) and thus, this shit was born. Turns out it's hard to be scary when your captive knows what you're thinking.

-

(Look at this fuckin--)

They both pause. And then they squint.

(-... Wait..)

Mirroring each other again, their eyes widen, and Logan's already lamenting before he can even assess the situation properly.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You? You're my soulmate?"

"Oh charmed." She snaps back with a sneer and a roll of her eyes, "Yeah believe it or not, this isn't exactly how I imagined meeting the irritatin' bastard in my head, either."

Indignation flared inside of him, and he found himself mentally spluttering, which causes the little bastard to laugh.

"Ohh, this is gonna be a riot," a wicked grin flashes onto her face, a twisted touch of glee shining in her eyes. "Aye, g'won then! Try n' stay intimidatin' when I can hear all two of your braincells clackin' 'round in that thick skull!" She breaks out into a fit of laughter then, curling in on herself with heaves of chortles.

"This doesn't make sense..." Logan shakes his head with a frustrated frown, scratching at the back of his neck. "Why didn't we figure this out sooner...? We literally... Work on opposing sides...? Surely we should've...?"

"Honestly, I thought you were just some weird conspiracy theorist." She snorted, "Not sure which scenario I prefer honestly. On one hand, it would've been entertaining, and probably far less disappointing-"

"Hey!-"

"Buuuut this is also wonderfully fucked for you, innit? Not that you were ever intimidatin' in the first place, doe-eyes."

"Swear to fucking god, I'll kill you right now."

"I'd like to see you try." Jesus fucking christ that smirk is infuriating. And thinking that only makes it worse as her amusement gleams brighter. "Stop starin' at it then, if it distracts you so much."

#doot does things #doot's mouse #logan walker #logan/mouse #louse crackship #i don't have a tag for this #idk if this'll get much more; i think the au is really funny for them but im not great at long fics #and it is a crackfic/crackship

[safyresky]

Bernack! Fusion Lawyer

A late night treat for u all that I promised AGES ago, please enjoy the most unhinged instalment of Fusion AU: Bernack (have yet to think of a decent name for them u just cannot mix Jack/Bernard's names it just does not work. Jernard? BACK?!?!?!? BARACK? OBAMA?!?!?!?!!?!?!?), Fusion Lawyer.

I have barely edited these notes. I have only made them legible (3am Dani has bad spelling which is funny bc it's already atrocious with how fast I type) and I am NOT joking about the time this was originally written at:

Please note that these are like BARE BONES ideas. LORD KNOWS (now that I have reread it) if this is still the situation I'd have fucking bernACK appear in, but A TREAT FOR U ALL ANYWAY. I HOPE.

AHEM. Let's begin.

It starts with a dare to Jacqueline, with love, ur horrible friend Charlie

they're chatting about some odd and strange magical things, and Charlie cracks a joke about Leprechauns and gold

to which Jacqueline replies "dude. that's legit. And you know gnomes? garden gnomes? yeah they're accurate to size you see in stores and they constantly throw hands with the leprechauns about who owns the gold

Charlie is like. ur fucking me

Jacqueline's like I am NOT! I will even bring you over and SHOW U

Charlie's like BET!

And Jacqueline goes AIGHT CHOOSE A DAY

Anyway Charlie ends up being unavailable but he has activated his pal's trap card and Jacqueline, of course, hunts down Elle

"hey dude," she says, once she finds Elle. "wanna go stake out some gnomes and leprechauns so I can win a bet against Charlie?"

And Elle is like "It's March. OF FUCKING COURSE I DO. Nothing's happening round these parts rn let's fucking GO BESTIE

So off they fuck!

And after a very strange series of events, Elline is around, and she is fucking RUNNING from the leprechaun authorities bc they think she is stealing the gold

She fails and is captured by them

They think she is a gnome spy

Elline is like "I'm really not? I'm a sprelf, and I'm just tryin to prove a point to my horrible friend Charlie who constantly makes silly challenge bets with me and they end up like this

which is funny bc we're always like "wow our legends need to stop having silly contests that end with trouble"

"I'm half hypocrite on the sprite side"

ANYWAY

Elline is like really I'm not a spy. not a gnome spy. i swear. i dont even want the gold. i get paid v well and have so much pirate treasure it's fine honest

and the leprechauns are like THEN WHY ARE YA COMING OVER FROM THE GNOME FRONTIER?!@?!?!

GUILTY UNTIL PROVEN INNOCENT, they say, and LOCK ELLINE UP IN THE JAIL. TM.

Elline is like.

This is a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation dot jpeg

MEANWHILE, AT THE POLE...

Charlie runs into B, who's like, hey, have you seen Elle?

And Charlie's like maybe! I think she's out with Jacqueline. See, Jacquie and I were gonna do a thing, but I had another thing, but I finished the thing early and was going to call Jacqueline out on the gnome and leprechaun thing, but she's not around at all

and nor is Elle! So I'm guessing she took Elle with her instead!

Bernard, knowing full well how those two magibeans be: oh FUCK

Prior to this, Charlie ran into Jack who was like hey junior. you seen Jacqueline around

and he said the same thing to Jack!

Jack, also knowing full well how those two magibeans be: OH FUCK

are they talking about elle/jacquie or the gnomes/leprachauns? we'll never know (it's the latter but this works for the former too I am realizing)

SO. JACK AND BERNARD KNOW ALL ABOUT THE NONSENSE AND ARE LIKE AH SHIT

BOTH OF THEM CONTACT ELLINE (u know. telepathy/magical legend/legate link) LIKE "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU GO CANVAS THE GNOMES AND LEPRECHAUNS ????

And Elline is like I HAD A POINT TO PROVE

ANYWAY. I'M IN JAIL.

CAN YOU COME GET ME?

And so Jack and B go ALRIGHT GUESS WE'RE GOING TO BAIL OUR LOVED ONES OUT OF LEPRECHAUN JAIL

so off they fuck and go to post bail and the leprechauns go oh no no NO. THEY are getting a TRIAL. We can't let the gnomes think we don't know. They need to know. They need to know we know their TRICKS.

Jack and B are like OKAY FINE BUT WE DEMAND TO BE THERE

And the front desk leprechaun goes "oh NO you do NOT. closed court, only the plaintiff, defendant, lawyers, etc. no visitors. unless ur their lawyer which i KNOW ur not. so BYE."

Jack and B are FUMING

B: I'm head fucking ELF I know enough about magibean law to be a LAWYER.

Jack: I WENT TO LAW SCHOOL

B: you did-you-what? why?!

Jack: long story. got bored, needed to make the law work for me, went to law school.

so anyway. some kinda crazy discussion happens for sure that ends in ELLINE NEEDS A LAWYER

ELLINE. THE FUSION. NEEDS A LAWYER

WE BOTH HAVE THE KNOW HOW.

IF WE FUSED WE COULD LAWYER THE SHIT OUT OF THOSE GUYS AND GRAB ELLINE

They're like this is batshit insane. absolutely crazy

but you know, so is leprechaun court, and gnome court???? gods forbid

they have a brief discussion about concerns given that when jack fused with elle, they had to get separated by force courtesy of berline, v scaring and scarring, very jarring, do NOT want a repeat of that

but in the end they can put aside their differences/worries/concerns bc their loved ones are in TROUBLE.

so they do it. they fucking fuse.

Enter:

BERNACK! FUSION LAWYER

you know slannen the elf from ella enchanted? yeah. That's basically bernack

he appears, he looks SO normal. It's actually surprising.

he has a briefcase

he knows a LOT about LAWYER STUFF

he is READY TO KICK ASS IN THIS COURTROOM AND MARCHES THROUGH THE DOORS

they are the ULTIMATE lawyer

they have the boston accent

they shove over some leprechauns like IM WALKIN HERE

they got that DANK HETEROCHROMIA IN THE EYEBALLS!

they go BACK to the front desk, put their card down (which somehow they have an official business card???)

"I'm here to represent elline. it's non negotioable"

and BARGES into the courtroom

Elline is like. WHAT AM I SEEING. WHAT IS THIS

And Bernack is like this is me slash us getting your asses out of LEPRECHAUN jail. this was so stupid. why did you do this.

I HAD A POINT TO PROVE

Okay shut up, don't say ANYTHING. let me do the talking

Elline is like. I am concerned about this but also, intrigued

She like. does the thing where u zip ur lips and throw away the key

Bernack is like good choice. Also, keep an eye on me, if this goes south we'll need to pull a jackington

Elline (unzips lips) how would u like your death

Bernack: the less memes the better

Elline, the meme loving fuck: i make no promises (rezips lips, folds hands, sits and smiles)

Elline is basically ready to stab That Bitch at any given moment, but also, living for the chaos that is about to ensue

and chaos DOES ensue

the trial is stupid. it's rigged. bernack has to run loop holes around loop holes around loop holes. That's okay tho that's his specialty, loopholes and clauses

there is an ace attorney reference. multiple maybe even

this is SPARTA reference that ends with Elline kicking someone

U WANT THE TRUTH U CAN;T HANDLE THE TRUTH moment

but ANYWAY the trial is beyond frustrating because the leprechauns are STUBBORN and WANT to make a big move like showing the gnomes their spy apprehended, and so finally bernack is like I am AT my LIMIT and snaps their fingers or something and suddenly, fire!!

YEAH. BERNACK HAS FIRE POWER.

Of course, Bernack immediately thinks ARSON?????

He's perturbed but also. Intrigued. And also, burning the courtroom sounds great at this point it's been HOURS

And Elline thinks back, thrice as loud, ARSON! BURN IT DOWN! DO IT! LET'S BUST OUR ASSES OUT OF HERE. AHHHH

You'll never guess what they do

FIRE. That's what

And they trash the courthouse and book it

They win the case by default

Bernack's like TOLD YA I'D GET YOU OUT OF THERE as something explodes

Elline's like DON'T LOOK BACK AT THE EXPLOSION

Bernack's like COOL GUYS DONT LOOK BACK AT EXPLOSIONS as he pulls out shades and rushes away without looking behind him

I don't THINK they'd need to be forced apart. Pretty sure Jack and Bernard would be like "I've had enough of this guy" and just like. poof back to themselves

But not before giving Elline a piece of their mind

ELLINE YOU FUCKED UP ALL THE SHIT

SO DID YOU

BUT IT WAS AWESOME

YEAH IT WAS!

they high five and get iced cream or something.

idk man.

I feel like these are the most chaotic fusions that could exist. Chaotic in positive???? ways?????

BUT YEAH

Anyway back at the NP Elline kicks down the door to Charlie's room like GOT UR PROOF BUCKO, AND WE GOT TO DESTROY A COURTHOUSE!

And Charlie's like ): NOT because he was proven wrong but bc he did not get to destroy things with them ):

and that's the story of BERNACK! FUSION LAWYER!

#dani speaks #fusion au #crystal springs #BERNACK! fusion lawyer #bernack #i hope u guys enjoy this snacky treaty #took me an hour to transcribe it #ANYWAY love the idea still #but concerned about stereotypes via leprechauns? #i cannot elaborate idk where it came from but man do i have to do some gd RESEARCH on lore and court rooms #and lawyering lol #BUT YEAH. Now any time a fusion gets in trouble bernack represents them #unless one half of bernack is involved in the shenanigans #which happens quite frequently tbh. jackie is notorious for shenanigans

[ao3feed-izuku-midoriya]

Problems of the Sane

problems of the sane by rosetintedtears

He's a few feet away from UA's gates when he proceeds to trip over his somehow magically untied shoelace and stub his toe roughly on a rock. He thinks, Fuck my life, as he hops around in a miserable, one-footed circle of pain. He proceeds to almost fall over as a voice that is definitely not his echoes in his mind. What?

What? Izuku thinks back automatically, just as baffled as the voice.

Who... the voice stammers. It's masculine but young, maybe somewhere around Izuku's age. Izuku and the voice appear to have the same realisation at the same time.

There's someone in my head! -dammit what was that demon's Art?- oh my god how the hell- wouldn't it be cancelled when I killed him? Is this a curse?- stupid snack runs, I'm never leaving my room again. What quirk would even- what is going on?

or, Izuku gets hit by a quirk that sticks a person in his head. It's not as fun as it sounds.

Words: 2237, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Kamado Tanjirou, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Bakugou Katsuki, Asui Tsuyu, the whole class is here at some point, these are just the currently relevant ones

Relationships: Kamado Tanjirou & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Crossover, Telepathy, How Do I Tag, Help, Kamado Tanjirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Gremlin Midoriya Izuku, Swearing, let Izuku say fuck, How is that not a tag, Kamado Tanjirou Needs a Hug, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, they'll get em, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Break, tanjirou is politely Not Having It, Complete and Utter Chaos, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Crack Treated Seriously, Kamado Tanjirou is a Little Shit, Midoriya Izuku is a Mess, they're best friends your honour, I'll update the tags as I go, I REGRET NOTHING

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43238002

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Izuku #♠ #Izuku Midoriya #Kamado Tanjirou #Aizawa Shouta #R:T #A:Rosetintedtears #Crossover

[miss-kittys-magical-library]

The Wild Rover ☘️

(Sean Falco x and introducing: Irina Kostas Sergeievich)

Word count: 1900

Warnings: mentions of m!f sex: fingering, oral (female/male), penetrative, swearing, supernatural powers including possession, mediumship, ability to speak infinite languages (including to animals)

A/N: Timelines don't move in any direction but their own for the Kostas family; why would Sean and Irina's be different. Here w they find themselves in 2012. One night, THEE NIGHT, from Irina's POV

I am acutely aware of my surroundings as I lie side by side with a guy I haven't seen since I was 11 years old. But now I'm 18 and he's 20 and we're in our underwear.

His face has found its footing. Lips and mouth grew into place, but still prone to getting him in trouble. His cheeks and jaw aren't as soft anymore, yet they seem to be holding onto childhood. They'll be square and angular soon enough. But the rest?

Sean Falco has a face identical to most of the men in my life. Literally. It's a thing. But like my daddy for my mama and my pappou for my Honey, it's tailored just for me. At least that's what I think? Nearly 50 years, and they haven't figured it all out.

Yet no one has been for my uncle or my great uncle (who are technically the same guy?). Except maybe once in another life during a war that's just part of history. Or here at the lake with my aunt (steamrolled happily into this messy family).

Only my baby brother doesn't share this face, the one smoking a joint in the bed beside me. Something the “elders” think isn't necessary. Because the genetics are preserved. Rules, we make them up as we muddle along to explain all the bat shit insanity that is this family.

But I have a secret cousin who does. Have the same face? Product of aforementioned uncle and steamrolled aunt (who is my mama’s best friend, married to my daddy’s adopted-by-survival brother). She gave him up for adoption well before I came along, and she's never been quite the same in the smallest part of herself only I can find.

My family, mostly, doesn't know about this cousin. But occasionally my telepathy creeps in and gets the better of me. Some snooping with a side of sneaking illegally into some closed files, and Sean helped me find him. He's smart and cute and a total nerd. And my secret cousin is too.

Sean’s body is awkwardly extending past the edge of my twin bed as he is situated just below me. His long arm is bent at the elbow and draped from my stomach to my chest. The pointed bone dips into my belly button.

His forearm, that I travel with a languid finger, spans along my sternum. His calloused fingers expand and contract as if he is grasping for some invisible thing. I don't reciprocate, but a smirk slowly forms on my face knowing they'll dip under the lace and satin to tease my nipple.

Then he does. Twisting so that he can trace the faintest circle around my breast which I free one-handed from my bra. I cover his hand so I can follow his movements.

Now my nipples are pert and ripe and I realize I'm still grasping what my body does when it's turned on. And I am because I feel that steady metronome heartbeat in my sex that matches the one in my chest.

I guide Sean's over my skin to the waistband of my panties. There's a hitch in his breathing before it comes out of his nose in short bursts. We keep going until it's his fingers and my fingers pushing inside of me the way I've done to myself since I was 13.

“I guess you'll have to take it from here?” Is the dumbest thing I could've said.

How someone in this family made it to eighteen only making out with someone and over the clothes fondling is beyond me. But here we are. No.. Dad and his constant co-conspirator Uncle Ollie are how and why.

I maneuver my own hand inside of Sean's inside of me. Soon they're moving like one in dizzying circles. I touch. He touches. We volley back and forth against that cleverly hidden bead.

It makes me breathless how easy it was to show Sean what turns me on. How fortunate I am to have women in my life bold enough to teach me where that little seed that buds and flowers throughout my nerve endings is.

Most of my friends struggle to be ok with sex at all.

That I'm allowed to guide him sends my heart racing until Sean takes over on his own. I'm bending and curling the faster he goes until he leaves me like a slinky that hasn't recoiled. I get what it means to be.. edged.

He's up on an elbow studying me. I can feel his eyes while mine are shut in ecstasy. He’s hot and electric and there's a mass of curls stuck to his forehead when I dare to finally look at him. Mildly amused disappointment on my face which he covers with chapped lip kisses that make me giggle until he slides on top of me.

Sean buries his face in the crook of my neck. His breath is hot and musky. He latches on to my throat and sucks sweetly like we all do with the wild tomatoes that grow around the lodge.

I cling to him and giggle. Partly because it tickles, and partly because I think about the story Mama told about Daddy torturing a worn leather faced faux blonde at the corner store. Mama promises Heather was much better looking when they were my age.

Sean takes my giggling for encouragement. It is, so he lets his lips crawl over the curve of my breast where it captures that pink bud he coaxed my nipple to turn into a few minutes ago. There's a flash of what is really comfortable pain as he grazes his teeth over it. He alternates with both sides like he's hungry but it's not milk he craves.

I let my nails careen with Sean's shoulder blades before losing them in his curls. Like how I lose my hands in the soft soil of the little garden of my Uncle Ollie’s. That's the color of his hair, earthen.

He comes up breathless to stare down at me. His pine forest eyes and mountain snow Irish skin. The trees and water and woods with their old magic that drew us all here and run in our veins like ley lines. A magic that lives in Sean too he's just either suppressed it or forgotten, but I feel it the longer he's here.

“Are ye ok?” Sean leans quietly into his lilt. He's so softly spoken when it's just the two of us. The way all the men are when they're in no one's presence but our own.

I nod unable to let out the words in my head. I make it enthusiastic and smile so that he will go on. My flesh throws the tiniest of sparklers that he playfully tries to catch with his tongue like snowflakes.

Sean's hips roll forward. The tip of him, the length of him pushes into the barrier of my panties. I moan and giggle again. I'm always doing that. Then he does, and it's the most absurd melody that turns into a vicious cycle.

I'm thinking again while his mouth starts its way South for spring. The crudest euphemism I've heard anyone say. But that's what I am under him. Spring.

My brain goes back to Mama and Honey telling me about their first time. It wasn't pleasant for either of them. Painful and embarrassing and without any care for what they were feeling. I didn't care to hear about how they spread and blossomed like wild flowers for Daddy and Papa.

Now I'm here. in my bed. in the attic while Sean hooks his fingers in the cotton of my panties and tugs them down off my hips. I don't have to wait years for that man who makes me bloom.

I try to reach for his head but he takes my hands and lays them up on the pillow. I clutch the pillowcase, twisting my fingers up in it.

Sean parts my thighs. I stop breathing for a moment when he tenderly kisses my sex. My gasp audible now when I understand his tongue has replaced his lips and is searching.

I know what it's trying to find. That same little pearl we discovered with our fingers. Except I don't need to help him this time, and I involuntarily arch my back when he reaches it.

A shockwave rolls through me, but he doesn't stop. I don't want him to. I want him to keep flicking and circling and whatever else he's doing that's caught me on fire.

I mean I know about oral sex: giving and getting head. I've done it, or tried. I was timid and nervous and it’s weird putting a penis in your mouth or licking it or whatever.

Sean let me fumble my way through it for a few minutes before laughing and telling me it was ok. If I felt better about using my hands to get him off instead, I could take my time building up to doing it good and proper. And no it wasn't condescending.

Now he was the one licking. Lapping faster because I was melting. Turning liquid in his mouth. Literally.

“Falco,” I tease. “Irish boy with the Italian name. Falcons. Ravens. Loons. All outside our window.”

I told you I'm weird, but they were. Outside the window. Watching like the sable curled around itself on my window seat who keeps a weather eye on Sean always. He looks up from between my legs to stare her down like staking his claim to me from her. But I'm a packaged deal.

“You're head’s done in. If it's too much, sweetheart.” But he doesn't finish because I tug him by the curls into my waiting mouth. It's bitter and warm and I love him. I say it out loud matching his last word.

“Whot?” He smiles but it's nervous. “You don't have to say it back” I interrupt. “Let’s have sex. I want to. You don't have to love me back. Forget it.”

Sean blinks. It's plaintive and familiar and his eyelashes flutter while he sucks in his bottom lip. There's a crease that deepens where his nose becomes his forehead. And I want this face to make this look in my presence forever. And every single way my parents and grandparents look at each other and touch each other and love each other makes terrifying sense.

He gets up and picks through his duffel bag. Better safe than sorry I guess when he finds the square foil package.

“If I knew we were doing love I would've said it before I got in your knickers.” There's a near unnoticeable tremble to his hands putting the condom on. “I've never done. Love. But I do love you, Irina.

Crimson snakes up Sean's neck and ears. Then we're inside of each other the only way living people can be, and I debate the spirits also lingering outside my windows. This is better than letting them in my body any day.

We whisper to one another in Gaelic and Russian (and strangely Aramaic) until we come. Sean just hears English, unable to hear his languages simultaneously yet.

We love each other for now. I'm not sure how long we have until the Stygian Sisters cut our thread. I know it. I saw it like we Kostases can.

Sean has a demon to catch and a woman to save.

tag: @magic-multicolored-miracle @firstpersonnarrator @rob-private @forenschik @falloutby @sylvertyger @love-is-dirty-baby @holidayspirits @crabstick @bisexualnathanyoung @a-ghoulish-tale @elliethesuperfruitlover @neuroticpuppy @inspiremeandsetmefree @maerenee930 @vonkimmeren

#robert sheehan #sean falco #klaus hargreeves #sean x irina

[bastardsunlight]

Shaking up your inbox with this one for all your married muses:

You get pinched on the butt by your partner, wyd?

//This answer is so long (like my dick), I'm not tagging it with more'n the essentials god bless.

Cable – Would actually be surprised if Wade didn’t pull Some Shit Like This™… and that’s without telepathy.

Gavin Reed – When he was married, he would jump and cuss at the top of his lungs—flailing and hissing, the whole bit.

Harley Quinn – You know that squeal she makes? That. She jumps and it’s pretty much the cutest shit ever, zero homicide. She loves her Pammy.

Jim Kirk – Honestly it’s RARE, but our beloved Captain (sometimes Admiral) does his level best to maintain dignity.

Johnny Cage – In all verses, across all timelines, he whips out a classic charmer line and his spouse HAAAAAATES him for it, but they should’ve known better.

Kung Lao – Eyes wide, lips pressed together, holding back a yelp. He knows who it is—nobody else but Liu Kang would have the moxxy to pull that shit, but it surprises him every time.

Matt Horner – Okay if it’s Mira, he’s screaming and moving away quickly, possibly pulling a firearm. Valerian, he’s still going to scream, thinking it’s Mira, but when it isn’t and the Emperor is feeling frisky, all bets are off.

Mileena – She goes red, hisses, and pretends she doesn’t love it. Tanya knows better.

Mordecai – is just impressed Brick found enough cheek to pinch.

Noctis – Squawk. I don’t know what other word describes that noise—plus he goes red to his big ol’ ears.

Piccolo – Grunts a little then makes a crack about being impressed Vegeta could reach. Violence ensues, but dw they’re into it.

Raiden – Quiet intake of breath at the audacity of it, but Shang Tsung is nothing if not audacious—one must be, if one is to wed and bed a god.

Rayden – Gives it right tf back—usually with a crotch grab so beware. Porno moans optional, depends on how much of a goblin he feels like bein’.

Sandman – “Hey!” Followed by the dumbest old man dad grin you’ve ever seen.

Scorpion – “THIS DISHONOR WILL NOT GO UNANSWERED.” Violence. It’s Shirai-Ryu tradition probably.

Holmes – Actual surprise???

Snake – “Hrrn, Otacon…!” They then proceed to fumble about and then make slow, languorous love. It’s pretty great when love blooms on the battlefield, innit?

Shiro – Like, the cutest “EH!” you’ve ever heard out of a dorito-shaped man.

Twisted Fate – “Well ain’t you cheeky? Gunna finish what you started, big man?” Or some variation on that theme. He is very in love with his giant dingus husband (which is fortunate because Graves is very in love with his twinky dingus husband, so it all works out)

Valerian Mengsk – A surprisingly Anime Gasp™ for a man his size.

The Boss – A comical scream that sounds so much like Nolan North you’d swear it was Nolan North, but that’s crazy… right?

#twisted graves #luckyshot #cablepool #sheith #$andman #warring exes #thermodynamic equillibrium #caged heat #faraday cage #brick and mordy #taleena #snotacon #shaolin rowdy boys #harlivy #two tsuns one bed

[colorfulunknowntree]

The Misunderstanding

Warning: Mature, Punishment, Curse, Angry Charles, Sub Top, Dom Bottom.

Summary: Just coz of some misunderstandings Charles scolded you in front of everyone. But you make him regret by taking your revenge on him. {You have power to take others power and can get invisible}

"Oh come on plss just this once" Hank said while following Y/n. Y/n stopped and looked at him "He will kill me if I tell that I broke his favourite vase" "Oh come on you guys have been in relationship for more than 6 months. And you know that he won't even scold you" "But-" "Plss Y/n, plss Charles will kill me. I will pay for your lunch and breakfast for a week if you take the blame" Y/n thought for a while "Fine then, pray for me" she said while going towards Charles office.

"Here goes nothing" she told herself and went inside without knocking. "Huh? Darling plss knock next time you scared me" Charles said while keeping his hand on his chest. Y/n noticed that he was doing some work.

"Well you want something love?" He asked while looking at Y/n. "I-it's th-that" "Darling you can tell me anything I won't get angry"

"I-I yo-you remember your favourite vase?" "The one gifted by my family?" "Yes" "What about it?" "We-well I-I I-it's broken"

Y/n was looking down while speaking but as she heard no sound she looked up and she swear she regretted it. Charles looked pissed, he looked way too pissed.

"You're joking right?" "N-no" Charles took a deep breath and rushed out bumping into Y/n and making her fall. She got up and rushed behind Charles afraid he might loos his cool, which he usually don't.

Y/n reached downstairs and saw Charles standing in front of the broken vase while others where wondering around not having any idea of what's was going to happen.

The vase was actually placed in a corner so no one can break it, and even if it break no one will find it as it was in corner. Y/n slowly went towards Charles "Cha-Charles" "Shut up!!" Y/n flinched at his sudden out brust and it even brought others attention towards them. But mostly of Hank.

"Charles I am so-" "Well your sorry won't fix it!!" He screamed again, everyone were shocked seeing Charles screaming on Y/n. Coz he never does it and not on Y/n specially he loves her a lot and forgive her if she breaks something {You're clumsy}.

"Charles just fo-" "Hank don't interfere in between us. And it is my fault, if only I would have never forgiven her, she wouldn't have taken advantage of it"

That line stroke Y/n was too hard than anyone can imagine, coz as Y/n was Charle's girl friend some students started gossips that he forgives her for anything and she take advantage of it. But soon the gossip took horrible turn making Y/n guilty from all prospectives. She even tried her best to be less clumsy, but she can't.

"I-I am re-" Y/n eyes where all teary. "Ohh just stop your crocodile tears, it won't work on me anymore" Charles said in a cold voice and left. Everyone {students} left from there with some more gossips and laughing at Y/n.

Y/n was still looking at 5ye broken vase, she went near it and picked them up without any care. "Y/-" Hank's words where enough to make Y/n flinch and drop a piece of glass in the process making a deep scratch in her palms.

"Shit Y/n!!" Hank ran to her grabbing her hand but Y/n snatches it away. "Step aside" Hank stepped aside coz he knew Y/n's anger issue. The moment Y/n goes out to throw the glasses he make his ran to Charles room and says him everything that it is his fault and not Y/n's. And also the rumours that where going around the mansion about Y/n.

Charles felt guilty for whatever he did and for not noticing Y/n's issues just coz he was busy in work.

"Fine you can leave, I will talk to her" Charles said as Hank apologized again and left.

Charles licked his lips and was about the stand up from his chair when he felt someone pull him back on the chair. He looked down and saw no one. At first he was confused but then he tried to use his telepathy power and it didn't work.

He knew what was happening "Come out, I know you're here" he spoke as Y/n came into view. She was on her knees under his table.

"What are you doing here?" "Well I am here to take my revenge" She said while holding both of his knees and separating them. "Wa-wait Y-" "Shut up!" Y/n said while going between his legs and rubbing his thighs. "Hmm so thick, I can't wait to see it again" she said while opening his pants. "Y/-Y/n plss" "So did I said 'Sorry'. But your plss won't stop me" she was rubbing and pinching his bare thighs with her soft, tender hand. "Ahh~~" "I see you like it" Y/n continued to pinch and rub his thighs till it was all filled with bruise and for him he was all moaning.

"See just moaning from touching you a little, what a slut for Mommy" She smirked as started to touch the stain on his boxers. Charles yanked back but then................

Knock

Knock

Charles looked up in surprise at the door. "Buddy you in there?" It was Erik. He and Raven had left for some work and they have returned. "I am coming in" "Wait no-" too late Erik came inside and saw Charles, who was sitting on his chair, he looked normal tho.

"Is something wrong?" He asked as he went and sat in front of Charles. "No-nothing" he looked at Y/n who said him to keep quiet. Charles was helpless he didn't have his power and Y/n was countinusly torturing him under the table.

Erik was continuesly talking about the issues the faces on the way. "There there baby boy" she removed his boxers as his hard dick springed out. He was already licking so Y/n didn't waste anytime and take his at once. Making Charles jolt in surprise.

"Charles are you fine?" Erik asked as he noticed Charle's was sweating and was all red. He glared at Y/n, while she just smirk and started to tease him. Charles pulled himself close to the table so that Erik doesn't notice it. Erik thought that Charles was just not feeling well, so he continued.

"Er-Errik buddy why don't you leave, I am not feeling well" Charles said while gripping the chairs handle. "Do you want me to call Hank?" "N-no it's fi-fine, I will just take a nap" "Fine take care and call me if you need something" Erik stood up as Charles modded and he left.

Charles pulled back and looked at Y/n who was still sucking her all slow and playing with his balls. He was needy "Plss g-go faster" "Not anyway soon" she started to go faster all of sudden making him jolt on the seat as a loud moan escaped his mouth. She was going way to faster than needed "Hu-hurts sl-slow down" he was all teary coz it Y/n was hurting him but it only caused her to go more faster and squeeze his balls harshly making him scream while grabbing the chair handle and throwing his head backwards. Y/n felt Charles going tight around her, she knew he was going to cum soon so she went faster and harder.

Soon Charles came without any warning, in Y/n's mouth. Y/n pulled back and went near him and kissed him. Charles chocked when he felt his own cum in his mouth. He tried to push Y/n but she held his hands tightly and deepend the kiss. As soon as Charles gulped she pulled back.

"See how beautiful you look. Panting, crying, begging. What a perfect slut for Mommy" she said while caring his cheeks.

"Now say it" "I-I am so-sorry Mommy, I-I was wr-wrong" "And?" "Th-thank you. I de-deserve punishment" "Hmm good boy" Y/n made Charles sit on her lap as she sat on his chair.

No one knew about Y/n's and Charles sexual relationship in the mansion. Coz Charles was shy and thought others might disgust him. So, it was a secret that he is submissive and Y/n dominates him.

Y/n is the one that always take care of Charles coz she knows how real he is in front of everyone. And others thing it's vise versa.

Y/n kissed Charles one last time and patted his head as he brought his legs near his chest and kept his head in her chest and slept.

Obviously Y/n made him clean later and tugged him to sleep.

#sub top #charles xavier #dom bottom #charles xavier x reader #softdom #punishment

[daydreaming-juna]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers.😊

Lord, I have to say we had some kind of telepathy going on, cause I swear that today I was thinking of how long has it been since I got one of these asks ^-^ But I know it's because I reblog the shit out of your blog 😆 Thank you anyways!

My friends, always!

Watching sports anime (brings me such a big supportive mom smile).

When I talk about my hobbies and people genuinely enjoy it 💕

Writing (first it's a hell of an anxiety trip, but the results are bliss)

Reading a nice light-hearted book.

#followers #asks #about me

[pensarecool2]

Dear fucking god is it actually that bad?? There’s no way a deadpool clone would be better

No, I'm serious. At least then, you could imagine that you were watching Deadpool. Plus, occasionally some of the humor was enjoyable in the movie. This movie has such a bare bones "plot" that if you just threw in some shit about being self-aware of how awful the story is (also, there's already quite a bit of casual violence in this movie, though it is still like pg-13) and made it more comedy-focused, it would've been better. There are so many scenes where there is just fucking silence as this paper-thin "story" is drawn out. Like genuine dead air while characters just stand around. At first, I hoped for like one-liners, just SOMETHING, but no. Nothing. I swear to god, there is so much shitty ADR in this movie. I think that if the actors recorded some improv stuff in character, and had someone just edit it over some of the movie, that it would be an improvement. Like add in some framing device, like idk that they have a secret telepathy that is sometimes shitty and self-aware? Add that in and dub it over all the silence and maybe mute some of the preexisting dialogue. Like at least that would be something interesting or kind of unique. I'm not saying it would be good, but it would be something.

#ant man quantumania #ask response 🦑 #im aware this is a stupid idea but it would have made the movie better #basically anything would have made it better #you could add in a running joke about how much paul rudd likes cheese and it would improve the movie #well maybe not that