#i was only meant to draw tech wear

[luyo-mi]

This is what I can come up with so far with the Au rn lol @12am-motivation

//I'll start with the infection. Think of it like The Flare virus from the maze runners except with demons :D This whole au is like a survival type basically except with modern tech, given the whole techwear designs.

// Lower level demons don't have the same kind of immunity that the higher demons have, so they fully transform into these savage monsters faster. They can still use magic but don't have control over it. The lower demons who have wings can fly too. They're sensitive to light so when it becomes night that's when become more active.

//Even though they have a so-called immunity to the infection , higher demons who get infected are still eventually gonna end up like the lower levels, it's just a much slower process, that's why sometimes, in the heat of the moment, they lose control.

//Lucifer was the first to get infected while protecting Belphie. He lost control a total of 3 times due to being stressed.

//Barbatos was the second to get infected while trying to protect his special person. He's lost control once on the day he got infected

Now Ima go into the roles each character has rn

//The characters are part of a group, literally like the student council, expect idk what to name this one

// Diavolo is obviously the Commander/Leader. He's in charge of all the rules, Assigns mission to who he see fit, all that jazz.

//Barbatos is Diavolo's personal guard but also like If anything were to happen to the leader, Barbatos is the one to be put in charge next.

//Lucifer is the Enforcer of the group, idk if i'm using that right. He's the one to keep everyone in check, mainly his brothers.

For the brothers Ima sections them off instead of giving them descriptions bc I'm rad like that

Survivalist// Mammon, Satan

Lookout// Beel, Levi, Lucifer

Guard// Beel, Mammon, Lucifer

Marksmen// Levi, Belphie

Hunts/Scouts// Asmo, Belphie, Satan, Mammon, Levi

Mammon is in charge of Beel and Satan, while Levi is in charge of belphie and Asmo.

Mammon and Levi tend to venture out together to find any signs of survivors or to map out any new areas. That's how they stumbled upon Barbs.

Satan sometimes joins them as well to learn more about the virus and to maybe come up with a "cure" for Lucifer and Barbatos, though he wont admit it.

Levi, Mammon, and Beel were all out on a mission to gather some more supplies when they encountered their first Infected High ranking demon. ((these guys are a lot stronger and actually have more control over their actions unlike the lower levels)) Levi and Beel only came out unscathed because Mammon bought them time, though at the cost of his arm

That's why Levi took it upon himself to build him a Prosthetic Arm

Despite knowing the dangers, Belphie tends to sneak out during the night to go star gazing, Mammon sometimes follows him to make sure he comes back home safely. Though this would eventually be the reason how Lucifer got infected as he went off to get Belphie back home.

Belphie hates himself for that but only Beel knows.

Asmo is the one who tends to the brothers injuries// scratches, cuts, burns, etc. He taught himself after seeing how dire the situation actually is once lucifer got infected and mammon lost his arm. He says he hates getting messy when out scouting but his smile after killing something says other wise

And thats all I can come up with for now :D

#jesus this was long #but i think i did good #hopfully this makes sense #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me au #i was only meant to draw tech wear #not start a whole au omg #but its fun #so ill let it pass #also omg ur tag #made me sad #ouch #my heart #😭😭 #if you want to add onto this plz do #im so here for it

[the-marshals-wife]

The Bad Batch Having a Token of Their Love For You Would Include (Bad Batch x Reader)

A/N: I love these boys so much and I thought of this instead of going to sleep all week. I really hope y'all like my idea for Echo's especially. He deserves the galaxy and more.❤️ (I also had extra ideas that are definitely still in character but probably "anachronistic", so I just labeled them bonus. I mean we have finally 'caf'' aka coffee in SW canon, so maybe there's hope for hoodies 🤭)

Description: Bad Batch x Fem!Reader | Warnings: none, just lots fluff and kisses

★ Bad Batch Tag List ★ @dantes-devil-huntress @sageislostinspring (comment to be added!)

Gif credit: user mutantfactor

Hunter

He would get a tattoo of your name

Hunter did not need his heightened senses to be certain that he had fallen in love with you - if anything, they just strengthened his conviction that you were the one he was meant to find

Being the intensely devoted and thoughtful man he is, you were on his mind constantly, and he wanted a symbol of his love to be as a part of him as you had become

He didn't even tell you at first because he wanted it to be surprise

It wasn't until he changed into plainclothes for an undercover mission that you noticed the new black ink on his right bicep

You grabbed his arm and stared at the Aurebesh letters spelling your name

"You like it?" he asked, a little nervous

Speechless, you pulled him into a kiss

"I'll take that as a yes" he smiled, before getting another embrace filled with kisses

Whenever you have time alone together, you love to slowly trace the letters with your finger and listen as he dreamily talks about the future

Later in your relationship, he would want to add to it with a portrait of you, and someday, the names of your children

Bonus: he would keep anything you gave him like a pendant or a ring and wear it whenever he could (this man would totally wear one of your scrunchies and make it look hot - a product of his 'girl dad' powers that you find very attractive)

Wrecker

He would keep your shirt to cuddle with

The only thing Wrecker has ever been discreet about in his entire life is his feelings as he was falling for you

It wasn't for lack of trying. He had been officially head over heels for months, but every time he tried to tell you, his words suddenly came out wrong

You thought it was adorable, and you were sure he'd figure out how to say what he was feeling when he was ready. It just gave you more opportunity to realize you were falling for him too

What you couldn't figure out, however, was where your favorite shirt had disappeared to

That is until, after days of searching, you finally caught a glimpse of it tucked beneath the pillow in Wrecker's bunk

You were stifling a giggle when he walked up behind you, looking nothing less than mortified

"Oh, Y/N! That! I uh...I found it on the floor and I was going to give it back to you! But it smelled really nice, and pretty...like you, and um, then I forgot..." he stammered, his face bright red

You smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "Keep it."

In the weeks following, you would refresh it with a spray of your perfume every so often when he wasn't looking

He would also draw doodles of you whenever he had downtime

You were all on a mission not long after the discovery of that day, and during his watch, you rolled over to see him drawing in the sand with a stick. He'd scribbled your initials together within a heart, surrounded by a dozen tinier hearts.

Suffice to say he was not the only one feeling absolutely smitten from then on

Bonus: speaking of shirts, you would absolutely be the couple with the "If lost, return to ___ + I'm ___" tees (likely worn with your matching homemade 'friendship' bracelets)

Tech

He would keep a recording of your voice and laughter

Tech is a private person when it comes to his emotions, but he feels very deeply, even if he isn't sure how to best express his growing affection for you (he thinks it's obvious, after all)

It's this very reason why you doubted that he returned your feelings at first, until you walked by him one day and heard the sound of your own laughter, playing over and over

"What's that?" you questioned, now recognizing the moment that had caused your sides to nearly split (Wrecker had just taken the most dramatic fall into mud you'd ever seen, immediately after bragging he was 'too heavy' to slip)

Tech muted the sound and kept his stare on the datapad, "I capture auditory recordings of all of my interactions for analysis, and file away important data for later reference."

"My laughing is 'important data'?" you smirked as he hesitated for only a moment

"Well, no. Not technically. It is, however, a pleasant sound that reminds me of you, and one that I would like not to forget. By that reasoning, it is important to me," he stated, calmly meeting your awe-struck gaze

It took all your strength not throw yourself into his arms right then and there. He went back to filing his recordings, oblivious to the fact that he had just irreversibly won your heart

He'd also incorporate you into some of his private passcodes

Anything from your initials to your eye color to your favorite flower - just some of the many details that he associates with you and remind him of how much he cares for you

Bonus: if he had a lockscreen/background, it would definitely be a picture of you. He would also be the type to make you a playlist of your favorite songs all from memory because he knows you that well

Crosshair

He would engrave your name on his rifle

Crosshair is a man of conviction and loyalty, and when he was certain that he could trust you with his heart, he wanted to display his loyalty in turn

Modifying his rifle in any way at all is significant, so ingraining your name on the scope is a very personal gesture to him

He caught you completely by surprise on a mission, casually showing it to you while you had watch together

You were stunned to see your name glistening in the firelight, every letter expertly etched into the smooth metal, "Cross, I can't believe you would do that for me..."

"Your love makes my aim true," he replied, wholly sincere

This one remark sealed your fate, giving you both the courage to lean in and share your first kiss

"Then you will never miss," you whispered afterward

You spent the rest of your watch sitting close together in soothing silence under the stars

He would also carve your initials into the wall of his bunk

Wherever he would go, you would be there also. His devotion is unyielding, and you have a partner until the galaxy itself burns up

Bonus: a huge sign of his affection would be letting you wear his clothes. He may act disgruntled, but it's all in jest because would be the boyfriend that's extremely proud to see you walking around in his hoodie

Echo

He would have your handprint on his armor

It seemed like a lifetime since he'd had the handprint from Captain Rex on his chestplate that had meant so much to him through those long years of war

When Echo is sure of something, nothing can move him from it. Not much time was required for him to know that he wanted to share his life with you, and that he wanted your handprint on his armor

He confided in you quite a bit about his past in the GAR, and you knew about the original print, but you never dreamed that he would ask you to replicate it

"Are you sure?" you asked in disbelief

"I am, Y/N. There's no one else whose mark I'd rather carry with me, and no one I want by my side more. On and off the battlefield," he confessed, taking your hand in his

Tears welling in your eyes, you dipped your other hand into the red paint on the table, placed it carefully onto his chest, and pressed your lips to his

More than a symbol of love, you both knew this was a vow to keep fighting for a free galaxy where you could build a future together

He would also have a photo of you in his personal things

He's not afraid of letting his relationship with you be known around his brothers, but his horrifying experiences imprisoned by the Separatists have made him extra cautious in all things. He keeps his photo of you safely tucked away and never brings it on missions, not wanting to risk it falling into the hands of anyone who would ever want to harm you

Instead, whenever you're apart, he holds his hand to his chest before he drifts to sleep and dreams of you. The nightmares are all but gone

Bonus: you two would totally have matching caf mugs with snarky sayings. "Grumpy parents in the morning" vibes all the way

#the bad batch imagine #the bad batch headcanons #hunter x reader #wrecker x reader #tech x reader #crosshair x reader #echo x reader #star wars imagine #star wars headcanons #the bad batch #my writing #yes wrecker's and tech's are a bit longer #they're my faves what can i say? 🥰 #plus echo and yn are totally married now i don't make the rules 🤭 #the bad batch x reader #bad batch headcanons

[anundyingfidelity]

YES, MA’AM — Sam Winchester/Sam Wesson ft. Dean Winchester/Dean Smith (Chapter I)

Summary: Sam is the new tech support guy at Sandover Bridge & Iron Inc., and he thinks you, his supervisor, are related to him in ways more than professional. He not only dreams of ghosts and Dean Smith, the sales and marketing director, but you, the pretty boss who seems very fond of him, maybe a little too much.

Word count: 1.3k.

Pairing: Sam W./Sam Wesson x female reader (main), Dean W./Dean Smith x female reader. Situated in 4x17 - It's a Terrible Life.

Warnings for this series: smut with plot, sexual tension, sub!Sam, dom!reader, switch!Dean, co-workers with benefits with Dean, boss/employee dynamics, canon violence and stuff. Slow updates oops.

Notes: welcome to my very first spn fanfic, hope you enjoy this short series of Sam and Dean!

☕ if you like my writing, support me with a ko-fi !

GEN MASTERLIST!

Chapter I: A Boring Life

Taking a quick look at the clock on the corner of the screen of his computer, Sam let out a long sigh. Lunch hour was far from near. He continued drawing the monsters he saw in his dreams on the notebook, those who wouldn't let him continue his abnormally boring and stupid life.

"Hey, Sam," a voice called, making him jump slightly on his seat.

He cleared his throat shutting the notebook and sitting right this time as he took in your figure towering over him in the cubicle with a smile on your lips.

"Hi, uhm... Is something wrong?"

You chuckled slightly. He wanted to slap himself for saying that. For Sam, bosses coming to him meant he might have done something wrong. He didn't want to know what he screwed up. Barely three weeks have passed since he started working there. As much as things were strange and weird around, Sam just wanted a quiet life.

"Not at all," you answered in a friendly manner. "Actually I just wanted to give you kudos. I've received good compliments from customers who called for help, you're doing excellent!"

Sam breathed out, feeling a heavy weight on his back dropping. He smiled. "Well, thank you. It feels good doing that."

But a raise or something would feel absolutely better, he thought.

"Sure! You're brilliant, have you ever been told that?"

"Uhm, not here. I mean- I want to say you're the first one. Sorry, the first one to say I'm brilliant, I- uhm I never really got kudos before? I don't think so but it does feel great."

He stumbled so much with his words that it made you laugh a little but he noticed you tried to suppress it. So you gave him a nod.

"Yeah, of course. I also see you're very organized with your stuff and reports," you remarked before taking a quick glance around and leaning a little bit toward him, your face morphing into a shy look. "Probably I shouldn't but could you help me with some reports today? You'd be off the phone, I just really need to send them by the end of the day and I'm extremely busy."

You bit your painted lower lip with big doe eyes, waiting for an answer. Since the first day he saw you around the company, he thought you looked extremely familiar. Like he had seen you before. Hell, it was like he knew you ages ago. But he wouldn't say it out loud, he might look like a creep.

You'd usually come like this to his spot just to talk and get into business, sometimes he'd go to ask you something he wasn't sure about from a call, but he never, ever herd from a complaint or that his work was shit from you. In fact, you were very kind and smart, always letting him know you were there if he needed anything. And you were pretty. So damn beautiful that you got his heart agitated and his body aching when you bent over a desk wearing tight black pencil skirts and those matching high stockings. He began to think probably you liked him but you used to get close to all of your employees on the tech support floor. You were just being nice to everyone.

"Uh, sure. I can do that," Sam curved his lips into a smile.

"Thank you, you're a lifesaver! I'll send you those in your email, ask me anything if it's difficult, okay?"

You responded with happy demeanour and quickly walked away back to your office, leaving him alone before he had the moment to say something. Just two minutes later he received an email from you with a bunch of reports and data to organize.

Sam scanned the files quickly while hearing the sounds of a chair rolling to his side.

"I think she likes you, man," Ian, the messy and chill coworker of his, teased. Sam chuckled.

"Nah, she's just nice to everyone. Besides, she needs help."

Suddenly, a notification popped from the side of his screen on the computer.

It was a message from you. It read:

Put on the headphones and listen to some music if you want ;)

"You were saying?" Ian joked again.

He smiled. Well, at least he'd be off the phone. Shouldn't be that hard, right?

The night fell and Sam found himself alone on his desk at eight o'clock working on your reports. Seeing the long reports and files he thought could make it on time to finish his shift at four and leave on time. It was fucking Friday. Poor him.

At least you ordered delivery for dinner for both of you. The good thing was that he wasn't really alone on the floor, you were in your office but soft music played as you worked on your stuff. Moments later, you found yourself sitting by Sam's side as he worked the final things on the last report.

"It's done," he announced, his body falling to the backrest of his chair.

"Thanks," you whispered shyly as he sent the finished files back to you. "I'm so sorry though, it's so late."

"Well, didn't have anything to do either."

"Really?!"

Your surprise made his eyes fall on you. He shrugged. "Just sleep."

You raised your eyebrows. "I thought maybe a girlfriend was waiting for you or something?"

He shook his head, pressing his lips together. "No, nothing like that."

The question was odd coming from you, so he decided to play a little.

"What about you?"

This time you shook your head. "Just my books and my TV."

Sam hummed. "It's a boring life, isn't it?"

"Yeah, well I get to pay my bills by the end of the month... And I meet nice people here... And I see you- Sorry."

You cut off your words all of a sudden, your eyes blinking rapidly saying you realized what you just said.

"My bad. We should get going."

You gave him a smile to try and brush off your words, but they were strong enough to get in Sam's head unnoticed. He watched you walk away, turning your computer and lights off on your office as Sam did the same on his spot. Once done, you walked out the floor together in silence.

"Thank you again. I don't think no one would ever do this for me here," you admitted with a deep exhale.

"Yeah, no problem," Sam smiled kindly as you got closer to the elevator.

"Really, I owe you. Do you have a car to get home or something? I can give you a ride if you need."

"I do, don't worry," he said as you stopped in front of the elevator, the doors opening.

"Great, so I think this is it," you grinned at him. "Have a good night."

"Thanks. I hope you have a good weekend, boss."

You nodded. "You too, Sam. Take care."

He saw you disappearing inside the elevator with a wave of your hand and a beautiful smile on your face. With a sigh, he made his way to the locker room and took his briefcase and stuff out. It was just a couple of minutes that he saw you leaving when he went back to the elevator. Checking his watch, the lift arrived and before he could get inside, he got a shocking picture in front of him.

Dean Smith, the marketing director, had you pinned against the wall and kissing down your neck. Your blouse unbuttoned, skirt up, lips open and eyes closed in bliss. Dean noticed the doors were open, pulling away his plump lips from your skin.

"Sorry buddy, wrong floor," he beamed and pushed the right button.

When you opened your eyes once again, you met Sam's open mouth and wide eyes as the doors closed. Great, now he might think you're a slut. 

#sam winchester x reader #sam winchester x you #sam winchester x female reader #sam x reader #sam winchester smut #sam winchester imagines #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean winchester x female reader #dean x reader #dean winchester smut #dean x reader x sam #sam wesson #dean smith #supernatural fanfiction

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Sunshine, Lollipops, and Rainbows 3

Warnings: non/dubcon, clashing personalities, exclusion, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Characters: moody boy Curtis Everett x bubbly, plus-size reader

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

You arrive early with your laptop. The meeting room appears occupied as you wait outside. You don’t knock for fear of interrupting and stand patiently in the hall.

You check your watch, the hot pink casio with the digital face. It’s getting close. You try not to worry too much. The IT tech will no doubt show up and realise what’s going on.

As you begin to build the upcoming meeting as more than it is, the door cracks open and a man pokes his head out. He wear frameless rectangular glasses and his blond hair is spiky and shiny with gel. He smiles as he lets the door fall open.

“Hey, sorry to keep you waiting, you must be our one o’clock,” he says, “I’m Jake.”

You shake his hand and introduce yourself. He welcomes you in as you ponder his words, ‘our’? As you enter, you are faced with the last person you expect. The man’s neutral stare turns to a chagrined scowl as your eyes meet. The very same moody lunch partner from the day before.

“Hi,” you say sheepishly as you sit down and place your laptop on the table.

“Curtis will be doing most of the set up,” Jake explains as he sits beside the other man, “I’m mostly here for moral support.”

“Shut up,” Curtis sneers under his breath.

“Curtis,” you beam brightly; you finally got a name for the face. You give your own happily, enunciating it as if he’s never heard it before.

“Let’s get this done with,” he reaches across the table and takes your laptop. 

You can only watch as he lifts the lid and starts typing. Jake looks over a tablet and offers a few words as Curtis fiddles around with your laptop. He’s met with grumbles and dismissive nods. They seem an odd pair.

“So, how are you liking it?” Jake turns his attention to you, “making any friends?”

“A few I think,” you glance at Curtis as his brows draw together, “pretty big company.”

“Yep, don’t let the corporate sea drown ya,” Jake says, “my tip, stick with the IT nerds, we mostly don’t care what’s going on upstairs. We’re all about the backend.”

The steady clack of keys underlines your small laugh. You’re nervous. You hate meetings and you just want to go back to your desk and pretend you’re reading policies.

“What is this?” Curtis grimaces and turns your computer to you. He points to the clock your installed on the desktop; Hello Kitty’s face with two clock hands ticking.

“It’s cute. It’s a clock! Oh, and the app also has a reminder setting–”

“Can’t have it on a work machine,” he grits.

“It’s fine, Curt. Won’t hurt–”

“This shit is from some Discord troll. Bullshit it can’t hurt,” Curtis insists, “policy; no third-party apps. Everything you need is already installed.”

“Okay,” you twirl your thumbs around each other, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”

He looks at you above the laptop and squints, his lip slightly curling. Jake rubs his neck nervously and nudges him. You still your hands and bite into your cheek.

“He’s had a long day. Spilled coffee on himself,” Jake explains.

“Oh,” you round your eyes, looking at the wall evasively.

“We can show you how to use the system clock and reminders. You’d be surprised the features most people don’t know about,” Jake offers.

“Thanks, uh, sounds good.”

Curtis jams his finger on the touchpad harshly. He keeps his snarl aimed at the screen. You watch him, waiting for him to look up. He doesn’t. You don’t blame him, you’ve been a real thorn in his side. But you only meant well.

🌞

After the meeting, you swept up in a whirlwind of overthinking and guilt. You didn’t mean to ruin Curtis’ day. You never meant to be anything but friendly. Somehow, it rarely translates to more than a nuisance.

Still, you don’t like when people are mad at you. You’re not a grudge holder and frankly you don’t understand them. Why hold onto all that bad emotion? You need to to just apologise and let it all smooth over.

You go down to the cafeteria and grab one of the few leftover pastries. A cinnamon bun with icing, yum. You stop and make a coffee before you head back to the floor. You guess on a dark brew, he seems the type.

You wander past Research and Development and through Accounting. You don’t really know where you’re going. The further you get, the more your anxiety mounts. Surely, you can’t get lost in an office building.

You see a man with a headset and send a psst in his direction. He looks up, combing back his greasy hair with his fingers and smiles.

“Uh, hey,” he says.

“Um, is this IT?” You keep your voice down in the curdling silence of the department.

“Sure is. You need a repair?” He winks. Not exactly your taste. You shake your head.

“I’m looking for Curtis,” you say.

The man looks at your handful. He nods, deflating.

“Pretty boy’s over there,” he points towards the corner.

You thank the man and press on in your journey into the villain’s lair. You can only hope your offering is enough. Forgiveness, maybe that’s too much, but an understanding, possibly.

You turn down the last row of desks and see Curtis’ large hand brush over the back of his buzzcut, his rings twinkling in the fluorescent glow. He stretches in his chair, leaning back as he reaches his arms up. His set-up looks almost too small for him.

As you approach, he stands. You don’t expect it. The motion sends his chair back just as you get close and knocks the coffee out of your hand. The cup hits the seat and soaks into the mesh. Your squeak draws the man around in surprise.

“You,” he growls as you gape at him in shock.

“Hi,” you don’t know what to do so you hold out the cinnamon bun, “um, sorry?”

He glares at you. A deadly look that chills you to the bone. His eyes fall to his drenched seat and you cringe. You see the rage pale his face. His hands ball to fists.

“I was just…” you inch closer and set the dessert on the corner of his desk, “apologising but I see now that–”

“Go,” he grits through his teeth.

“I’m sorry, Curtis–”

“I said go,” he sneers as his grey blue eyes slowly move towards you, “before you ruin anything else.”

#curtis everett #dark curtis everett #dark!curtis everett #curtis everett x reader #drabble #au #sunshine lollipops and rainbows #series #snowpiercer

[photogirl894]

Ok my dear Morgan!!!! Congrats on the followers!!!!!

Bestie I'm throwing a few at you just because I can.

Hehehehehe some of these might look familiar ;D *insert Yoda laugh*

Do Fluff 1. "Do not go far from me."/"I won't." but with a twist? Maybe it's said another time in the story with "And if I do?" instead of "I won't" at a certain point. And Angst 4. and 12 “Do you know what it would do to me if I lost you?” “I need to keep you safe.”/”Then who will keep you safe?”

Angst 24 “Keep your eyes on me. Only me.” and physical affection 1. forhead touches and 19. lifting someone into the air and spinning them.

Do I even need to say his name? The beautiful one with the pretty eyes? ;D

Can't wait to see what you come up with. Will be spectacular as always!

Oh bestie, I love all of this so much!! 😍🥰

I'm gonna do two separate posts for both requests since I really like them both and want to do both 😉 though I'm actually gonna start with #2 cuz I thought of an idea for that one immediately! 😆

And ohhhh yes, I know which beautiful Clone with the pretty eyes you are referring to 😍😍

"Two Left Feet"

24. "Keep your eyes on me. Only me."

1. Forehead touches

19. Lifting someone into the air and spinning them

Pairing: Hunter x fem reader

***

Going undercover at a Republic ball was not something you were looking forward to...especially because you were being expected to dance.

There was just one problem with that...

You couldn't dance!

When you tried to dance, you were like a Gungan with two left feet. You had good rhythm, at least, but not the moves. It was embarrassing.

What was even more embarrassing was you were being paired with Sergeant Hunter of Clone Force 99, someone you'd had your eyes on for a while and you'd flirted with from time to time. You had to try and dance in front of him and you were mortified.

You were an analyst for the Republic and you were needed on this mission to analyze certain data the Bad Batch were trying to retrieve. This wasn't your first time working with them either. There had been reports of a spy in the Republic Senate who was going to be making secret deals with the Separatists during the ball and you and the Clones were being sent in undercover to intercept the rogue Senator. Which meant being dressed up all nice, which you didn't mind as much. That and it meant seeing Hunter in nice, formal wear, as well...which you definitely didn't mind either.

At the ball, you and Hunter lounging around on the side of the ballroom while Crosshair kept watch on the opposite end. The rest of the squad were in other parts of the building.

"Why am I one of the ones that has to be here?" Crosshair complained over comms.

"Because Wrecker sticks out too much and Tech and Echo are needed to keep watch on the cameras," Hunter answered.

The both of you heard Crosshair groan in response.

"Hey, I don't want to be here either, Crosshair, so suck it up," you scolded him on your comm.

As you put it back in a sleeve of your dress, Hunter asked you, "What? You mean you don't want to be here with me?" He grinned teasingly at you.

You could feel your cheeks flashing hot at his remark and even more so at the way he was smirking at you. It made you want to hide your face. Just as you were going to answer, the music started playing louder and people were moving onto the dance floor. The moment you dreaded the most.

"Well, guess we'd better go, too," said Hunter, offering his arm to you.

With a nervous gulp, you looped your arm through his and he led you to the dance floor with everyone else. You tried to hide your growing nerves, but to your dismay, you had forgotten Hunter had enhanced senses and could tell something was up.

"What's wrong?" he asked you.

"I...I can't dance," you anxiously admitted and then you started just rambling without thinking. "I'm going to embarrass you and draw attention to us, which could compromise the mission, and then we're gonna be--"

Hunter came up and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you against him and he took hold of your other hand as the dancing began. "You worry too much," he said in a soft voice, "and you won't embarrass me. Just look at me and everything will be fine."

As the music started and the two of you began to move, he stepped to the left and you immediately tripped over your own feet, apologizing right after. The two of you kept going with the dance and you stepped either on his foot or were stumbling over your dress; nothing was working. You clenched your teeth in frustration and shame, feeling everyone's eyes on you.

Then Hunter stopped and said your name. When you looked up at him, he told you, using a firm tone yet still with a gentle voice, "Keep your eyes on me. Only me. Don't think; just trust me and let me lead you."

Something about gazing into Hunter's eyes just made you forget about all of the judgmental stares surrounding you or even your own humiliation at your inability to dance. There was calm, safety and warmth in his eyes that seemed to ease your fears and anxiety.

As you both moved, he quickly explained the steps of the dance and kept you close so you could move with him easier. You let him just pull you with him, your bodies pressed closely against each other, and your gaze never left his. The eye contact you maintained was intense and electrifying, which made your heart race increasingly. Just as you came to that realization, Hunter grinned at you again, which most likely meant he could sense your rapid heartbeat, too. You became lost in his gaze that you almost forgot you were even dancing in the first place.

"I love your eyes," you stated, realizing too late that you'd said that out loud.

Hunter let out a pleased chuckle. "Your eyes are much lovelier to look at than mine," he replied.

Before you could react, he suddenly pulled a move that you didn't expect: he gripped you underneath your arms and lifted you effortlessly into the air, spinning you in a circle. You let out a small laugh of delight and smiled down at him, which made him smile up at you in return. As he slowly lowered you down, your body sliding down against his own, the music slowed down and came to an end, the crowd of onlookers watching all the dancers applauding as the music stopped. The applause was just distant noise as you couldn't pull yourself away from Hunter's gaze, the two of you staying in each other's arms. The rest of the room seemed to fade away, leaving the two of you alone. His lips parted and his breathing grew heavy along with your own as an unknown force seemed to draw you two in and you touched your foreheads together.

You wanted everything else to just cease around you and to live in this moment alone with Hunter.

Unfortunately, Crosshair's voice speaking in both your ear comms broke you out of the moment as he said, "The Senator's on the move. We need to go."

Both you and Hunter snapped out of the moment and back into reality, stepping apart and you rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly, feeling the heat returning to your cheeks.

"You'd better get going," you told him.

"There's one thing I need to do first," he responded. Then he pulled you back to him and you found your lips meeting his in a deep and powerful kiss that nearly made you go weak at the knees. Then when he pulled away, he had a confident smirk on his face. "Now, I'm ready to catch a Senator," he declared before running away.

Your fingers came up to your lips and you smiled. Seems like this mission hadn't turned out to be a bad thing after all...and you couldn't wait for this ball to be done.

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Complete Guide : How to looksmax & drastically improve your appearance

Looksmaxing refers to the practice of enhancing one's physical appearance through various methods like grooming, skincare, fitness, etc. It's about YOU and feeling the need to constantly remind yourself that you can be better. In this guide, I’m sharing with you ridiculously specific tips to drastically improve your appearance.

body language

Being beautiful is not only about having big lips and a striking jawline. No, it's about the feeling you give to other people, about your energy. Furthermore, it's about how you have embodied your energy. The only way you can embody this truly, is by accepting your authentic energy.

· make eye contact

· keep your head up

· don’t play with your jewelry

· be extremely, obnoxiously confident

· stand up straight, push your shoulders back slightly and open up your chest

· smile more often, it will make you look more charismatic & happy, so you will appear more attractive, as many say “be happy and you will be beautiful”

diet

Proper nutrition plays a crucial role in transforming your skin from the inside out. By eating a balanced diet that is rich in vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants, you can help to maintain healthy, glowing skin. You will not only look your best, but also feel your best. Your diet should look like this :

· low carb

· low sugar

· 3L of water daily

· lots of veggies & fruit

· high protein, fibre & potassium

· only eat organic grass-fed meat (for meat)

· 3 Brazilian nuts a day, they improve your skin health & hair health

· ginger shots, a combination of ginger, freshly squeezed lemon juice & water or coconut water. The health benefits of ginger shots include : decreasing inflammation, calming indigestion, and boosting immunity. Keep in mind that ginger shots are meant to be drunk all at once as a quick shot. Be careful not to drink more than one shot a day since too much ginger can cause heartburn.

makeup

· keep it natural, don’t overdo it and remember, less is more

· curl your lashes & mascara (Dior iconic overcurl is my fave mascara!!)

· contour & bronze cheeks (Chanel bronzer 395)

· wear skin tint, NOT foundation. Less is more.

· sublte white highlight on the inner corner (I recommend dior glow palette) DO NOT grab a white pencil and think it does the job. It doesn’t. It will make you look tacky.

· black or brown liner on the upper waterline

· blend your skin tint in with your hand, then go in bak with a damp beauty blender for a flawless finish

· for a natural eye lift effect, draw a line (with a skin coloured pencil) from your outer crease all the way to the temple & blend in a sculpted effect

lashes & brows

Facial harmony is important to the face, and your eyebrows need to work well with all of your face.

For face harmony ask the eyebrow tech this: the eyebrow arch of the eyebrow should be aligned with the upper orbital rim of your eye, reaching it’s highest point slightly lateral to the outer edge of the iris.

For the length the eyebrow should start at a point above the inner corner of the eye and end diagonally from the outer corner of the eye, extending slightly past it.

Also the thickness of the eyebrows should be balanced and in proportion to your facial features.

Ask to maintain thick eyebrows if you do and ask to get it if you don't. Thick eyebrows are good because thicker eyebrows are preferred for a more youthful appearance like you're still in your 20s. Think of an example as Brooke Shields.

Also the distance between the eyebrows should be approximately equal to the width of one eye.

Furthermore the overall shape of the eyebrows should complement your face natural contours, and tell them to take into account your facial structure and features.

Also, your tech needs to be well skilled and knowledgeable to even know these. So I highly recommend going to a very qualified professional in order to get your brows done. At the end of the day, it’s like you’re giving your beauty in their hands. You alternatively do it at home, remember to be precise.

· get fuller brows : brow serum, micro blading, brow pencil, etc.

· grow out your eyelashes with a mix of aloe vera & castor oil (apply as a serum) or use a lash serum (I recommend Latisse)

· dark brows & lashes are more attractive, in order to darken them here’s some advice :

solutions to darken brows & lashes

· brow tint & eyelash tint

· hybrid dye : lasts up to 7 weeks on the hairs & 10 days on the skin

· tint : lasts up to 4 weeks on the hairs & 3 days on the skin

· brow pommade & brow pencil

skin

· in order to achieve your perfect skin tone, eat more carotenoids.

what are carotenoids?

Carotenoids are yellow, orange & red organic pigments that are produced by plants and algae. Carotenoids give the characteristic color to pumpkins, carrots, corn, tomatoes, sweet potatoes, spinach, salmon, shrimp, kale, broccoli, cantaloupe, papaya, mangoes, oranges, bell peppers, watermelon, apricots, tangerines.

(In summary they are brightly colored fruits and vegetables)

So make sure to include these foods into your diet. If you want a shorter list of the foods that are the highest in carotenoids :

spinach, kale, corn, oranges, bell peppers, tomatoes, watermelon, sweet potatoes, cantaloupe, broccoli, carrots.

· get custom spray tan

· get laser hair removal (don’t forget to shave before your appointment)

· smile line removal : volufiline

· for clear skin, STOP eating sugar & dairy

· drink CELERY JUICE everyday for glowing skin

· a rich moisturizer, spf & a good diet is all you need

· it is better to get a real tan, not fake tanner

· laser mole removal

· to prevent ageing, you should SPF every single day, never use tanning beds, never smoke, use a retinoid nightly, wash your makeup off & maintain a skincare routine

· stay hydrated: drinking plenty of water and staying hydrated help maintain healthy, hydrated & plump skin

lips

Brushing your lips with a toothbrush. Brushing lips with a toothbrush each day can temporarily increase lip fullness. The brushing may stimulate blood circulation in the lips, leading to temporary redness and slight swelling. This increased blood flow can create the appearance of fuller lips for a short period. Brushing the lips with a toothbrush can help exfoliate the surface layer of dead skin cells, promoting smoother and potentially plumper looking lips, removing the buildup of dead skin cells.

· lip liner (love the Charlotte Tilbury liner & MAC lip pencil)

· ombré lips effect

· keep them plump & glossy

· if you want to whiten your teeth I suggest you get professional teeth whitening or use whitening teeth strips (if you have sensitive teeth, make sure to buy the right kind because you risk damaging the area)

get rid of face fat & bloating

Bloating significantly impacts your appeal by concealing the underlying bone structure, which plays a crucial role in defining the contours of your face.

Without well-defined bone structure, your facial features appear less distinct & with a rounder appearance, and it becomes challenging to achieve the desired prominent cheek bone effect.

This is probably the simplest way to get the perfect jawline ; all you have to do is massage your face regularly. A good massage will boost blood circulation and tone your facial structure. Make sure to start massaging from the bottom to the top, to prevent sagging. In case you’re asking yourself if this really works, believe it does. Stay consistent.

Even though you will hear many people say that 5-6 hours of sleep is sufficient for them, it isn’t enough to look your best. Without 8-10 hours of sleep, your body will start looking tired, and your face will look bloated and fluffy. 

· avoid SALT & SUGAR & CARBS

Why? Because salt, sugar & carbohydrates each have distinct effects on your body that contribute to bloating. Refined carbohydrates, as well as excessive sugar intake (particularly added sugars that convert into glucose), can cause blood sugar spikes and subsequently lead to bloating. These substances, such as sugar (glucose), have the ability to draw water from your body or hinder its proper absorption.

· eat POTASSIUM (spinach, kale, sweet potatoes, bananas, avocados, spinach, tomatoes, watermelon)

· do intermittent fasting

· rub an ice cube on your skin in the morning, as ice tightens your skin and helps reduce puffiness.

· drink 3L of water daily

It is very important to prioritize the consumption of a substantial amount of water every day. Water plays a vital role in flushing out sodium from the body, effectively reducing sodium levels. Also, water intake helps regulate the body's water balance, preventing unnecessary water retention that can lead to facial bloating and puffiness.

· do face massages

· contour & bronze your cheeks

· mewing : smile with closed mouth and swallow, don’t force your tongue. It’s about keeping your tongue in the correct position at all times. There is also a bunch of videos on YouTube.

IN SUMMARY

· working out

· intermidate fasting and calorie deficit

· drink a ton of water

· try to eat less salt, sugar, carbs

· eat more potassium (bananas, potatoes...)

· rub an ice cube on your skin

hair

· Kerastase shampoo & conditioner and dyson for styling

· when doing a high ponytail or bun, don’t forget to slick back your baby hairs around your ears

· rinse your conditioner with cold water

(locks in the moisture, makes your hair look smooth, shiny & reduces frizz)

· use a scalp massager 5 minutes

(stimulates & exfoliates the scalp)

· do Aloe Vera hair masks

· use homemade rosemary oil

· microfibre towel - dries your hair x2 faster plus it is so much better than a regular towel! Why? Microfibre treats your hair with care to help prevent frizziness

· add coffee to your shampoo (stimulates and exfoliates the scalp). It’s a great alternative to scalp scrubs

· rice water rinse twice a week

body

The ideal waist to hip ratio backed by science is 0.6. The target 0.6 ratio is ideal and is genetic, so don't blame yourself if your natural physique doesn't fit it. Enhancing it to 0.6 requires hard work & surgery, implants if you're not naturally gifted. 0.6 is ideal and 0.7 is average. It's bone structure / genetic, if you're already slim and don't have 0.6 it's not your fault. You can only get the desired (0.6) by surgery or possibly by extreme diet if you don't have it genetically.

Our bodies as women influences the type of men we attract. You attract and get chased by higher quality, financially well and genetically attractive men. It's because slimness is associated with elegance, higher class and higher social status. It also signals good health and youthfulness and that you respect your body enough to keep it healthy.

Capture body images

Take photos from the front, side, and back angles, along with a face selfie. This step is crucial and can serve as a powerful source of inspiration in the future when you feel demotivated or lose interest.

Measure your weight

I strongly recommend stepping on the scale on day one, the day you genuinely embark on your weight loss journey. This will be another significant step as it helps establish your starting point and, as you make progress, serves as motivation to keep going.

Develop a plan

Whether your plan is to follow a diet (ketogenic diet & intermittent fasting), to get a gym membership or to buy a scale : reflect on your goals and determine what you want to achieve such as how much you want to lose weight. You need to make a plan that you can fully commit to. And get it done.

Portion control

Although what you eat does matter, its about how much of it you eat. You’re going to consume smaller portions of whatever food, but make sure your plate is smaller because it’s all about calorie deficit. Also try to limit snacking as such as you can, because it’s not a little bar that’s going to make you any fuller. For 15 minutes maybe, but at at what cost? Eat proper meals (in smaller plates). But if you really have trouble with restricting yourself to a smaller plate I advise you to eat foods that are voluminous but low in calories. For example one cookie (15g) is small & thin, filled with 150 calories. But on the other hand, 1 kg of lettuce is 150 calories. See the difference? Same calories but different amount.

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NSFW Gojo Week (7)

Ao3 • Discord 18+ • Social Media • Series Masterlists

Pairing: Gojo x f!Reader

Asking Gojo to stay late to help you train turns out to be more beneficial than anticipated.

cw: gojo's a little bit of an ass, edging, wax play, oral sex, vaginal sex

an: thank you so much to everyone who read and participated this week, it was so much fun!

words: 3.1k

Masterlist • Day 6

“Oh, come on.” Gojo says as he kicks you back, hands in his pocket, blindfold covering his eyes, “You can do better than that.”

“I’m tired. We’ve been going at this for hours. Not all of us have seemingly infinite stamina.”

He smirks, and you could swear that even though he has his blindfold on, he winked at your comment. You roll your eyes in response and huff, chest rising and falling as you lay on the floor in the training room of Tokyo Tech.

The room is dark, the only light coming from the candles lit all over the room. The light flickering off Gojo’s sharp jawline and perfectly unblemished skin almost makes him glow, appearing more ethereal than he normally does.

Tonight he’s in a casual black t-shirt and grey sweatpants that hang deliciously off his hips, exposing just enough to see the outline of the sexy v at his hips. It’s the outfit he typically wears each time you ask him to stay late and train with you.

Gojo comes over, crouches down in front of your feet resting his forearms on his thighs with a serious expression.

“You think curse users are going to give a shit if you’re tired?”

“I want you to give a shit that I’m exhausted.”

He smiles, teeth perfectly straight and pearly white, “Nope! Now get your ass up and let’s go again.”

You press your lips together and kick your foot out in Gojo’s direction, only for him to catch your ankle. With your other leg, you lock your knee in with his ankle and force him onto his back with you straddling his hips, pinning his arms above his head.

It was entirely way too easy.

He chuckles, nose inches away from yours, “When are we going to stop playing this game?”

“What game?” It comes out more breathless than you meant it to.

“The one where you ask me to stay late and train with you multiple times a week. We could just fuck. Wouldn’t that be easier than parading around in the shortest shorts you own?” 

Your cheeks flush immediately, letting go of his hands and sitting up, turning away from him, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Gojo laughs quietly, moving his hands up from your hips to the bare skin just under your shirt. You gasp at the contact of his warm hands while he glides gently over the waistband.

“Try again.”

“I’m serious. I ask you to help train me so I can get better.”

“Really~,” he asks, drawing out the word before rolling his hips once causing you to gasp and bite your lip still turned away from his gaze.

He sits up, hands spanning your waist drawing little circles with his thumbs just below your breasts while he ghosts his lips along your jaw, down your neck, and across your shoulders. You swallow and take a deep breath, hands relaxing to rest on his shoulders as you finally turn to align your noses.

Your lips part as your eyes flicker between his blindfold and lips several times before gravitating to him slightly, the corner of his lip twitches up as he leans forwards to meet you halfway.

Only to be stopped, unable to move forward again, lips just barely touching, “You can get more of what you want when you admit to your poor plan.”

He adjusts you slightly so you sink further onto his hips, feeling his growing length in his sweatpants before rocking your hips once.

That’s all it takes for your resolve to crack.

“Fine. I-” You give in with a sigh, bringing your index fingers up through the fabric of his blindfold next to his eyes, lifting it up and off to reveal his gorgeous cerulean eyes, “I was just doing this to spend more time with you.”

“Good girl,” he says with a cocky smirk, and the next thing you know, you’re flat on your back, Gojo’s lips pressed to yours in a dizzying kiss that leaves you more than breathless when he pulls away tugging your lower lip.

The lights flicker around the room from the candles as Gojo easily stripes off your shirt and bra, tossing them haphazardly to be found later. With a flick of his wrist, most of the flames in the room turn into puffs of smoke, leaving only the candles nearest you alight.

If you let yourself sit and think about it too long, you’d think this is kind of romantic. Alone, the dim light in the room casting your shadows along the walls, a burning passion and desire between the two of you.

Smirking mischievously, Gojo grabs one of the nearby candles. You gasp as he brings the candle lower letting the hot flame caress the swells of your breast, just below your nipple, across your abdomen, and through the valley of your breasts; the heat radiates close to your skin but he never lets it get close enough to burn.

It’s thrilling. Teetering on this edge of pleasure and pain as Gojo watches your expression, smiling when you giggle. Tilting the candle slightly, a few drops of melted wax drip onto your stomach. You hiss, stomach clenching from the searing contact, but it cools almost instantly.

“Mm, Gojo,” You whisper when he leans down to kiss along your jaw and neck, fingers finding his silky white tresses, the other wrapping easily around his shoulder.

“Satoru.” He corrects easily, voice muffled in the junction of your neck and shoulder as he focuses on sucking a little starburst under your ear.

Your eyes are closed and you can’t help the smile that spreads across your lips as you repeat back his name breathlessly thinking about how you haven’t had hickeys on your neck since high school. 

He moves lower, sucking several spots along your clavicle and chest before grabbing the candle again, thinking he’s going to do the same thing, bring the flame close to your freshly marked skin. Only this time, he tilts it until a few drops of hot wax splash onto the new tender spots.

You hiss from the sensation and are also slightly horrified by the jolt that’s sent to the apex of your thighs from his actions, slick pooling in your shorts.

As he continues to move lower, you grab at the shirt he’s wearing, pulling it off him, refusing to be the only naked one as he continues to strip you of your clothes. He’s more muscular than he appears with his shirts and sweatshirts on, it’s not uncommon for sorcerers to be muscular given all the physical activity, but his sinewy back and torso are to die for.

“No panties?” He looks up with wide, gleaming eyes as he pulls your shorts past your ankles, watching as you shake your head and bite your lip, “Fuck, you wanted this so bad.”

Your chest is heaving, tits rising and falling in anticipation; a fire is burning in your core, desire running rampant, waiting for him to touch you, to give you any stimulation to your aching clit.

Grabbing his blindfold, Satoru leans over you gently sliding the silk fabric over your head to cover your eyes. It’s so dark, you can’t see a thing out of it and it fits so snuggly there are no cracks to make out any light.

“How do you see out of this thing?” You turn your head a few times, trying to find an angle that lets you see something but it’s useless. 

Satoru laughs, running his hands along the length of your body slowly and that’s the only response you get until you hear him sigh before going back to suck a few small marks on your neck before nipping and licking his way to your breast, slipping a nipple in his mouth while palming the other.

Your back arches off the mats, pulling his hair while he pinches and tweaks each nipple with his thumb and forefinger, gently tugging on the other with his teeth.

“Oh my god,” you breathe out, thrusting your hips up to try and meet his, to find stimulation while he’s rolling his fingers and tongue over your hardened buds.

He smiles, watching how you shamelessly squirm beneath him in pleasure, cock straining in his sweatpants from the sight. He’s thought about seeing you like this on more than one occasion. Usually, the center of his fantasies is when he gets home from helping you train, using his palm to release the ach between his thighs.

But seeing you like this is so much better than his fantasies. All needy and helpless, waiting for you to inevitably beg him to fuck you. And he will. But not yet.

You’ve been making him patiently wait for far too long.

A sharp gasp leaves your lips when he lets go of your breast with a pop, squeezing the other before letting his hands roam to your waist and hips, leaving a trail of soft, teasing kisses in his wake, dipping his tongue in your belly button.

You lift your hips when he runs two fingers through your slipper folds.

“So sensitive,” He muses more to himself than you, palming his rock-hard cock through his sweatpants at the sight before massaging the plush skin of your thighs, lowering himself between them.

“Fuck, Satoru!” You cry out when he gives an experimental lick up the center of your core, leaving a too-soft, too-gentle kiss right on your neglected clit before moving to kiss and lick your thighs.

Your hands grip his hair, trying to keep him at your center so he can extinguish the flames that are threatening to swallow you whole right now. When he swats your hand away, you attempt to close your legs around his head in sheer neediness, but Satoru pushes your thighs apart.

“Keep your legs open.” He commands, forcing a loud, frustrated whine to leave your lips.

“Satoru, please, I need it, I need you. Please.”

“I know, baby, I know,” he murmurs, licking his lips at the sight of your glistening pussy, pressing his thumb gently to your clit and giving one small, tiny circular motion.

“Oh god,” you moan out, much to his amusement, rutting your hips in a poor attempt at keeping the slightest amount of stimulation he just gave.

“Need me here, baby?” He asks condescendingly, watching you through his long, thick snowy lashes as you gasp, feeling his tongue run up your center, “Fuck, you taste so good.”

“Please- pleasepleaseplease,” you’re begging while he teases, letting his tongue explore every part of you for the first time.

And then he just stops.

You try your best to look around, unable to see anything still but you can feel the smirk that’s spread across his face right now against you.

“Satoru,” you’re whiney, needy and you want to keep rutting your hips to fuck yourself on his tongue but he’s moved his hands to your hips, halting any movement. “Satoru, what are you doing?”

He doesn’t answer, just keeps your legs spread wide open and hands cemented on your hips to keep you from moving.

“Please let me cum, please.”

Satoru laughs into you, the vibrations from his voice shooting to the tips of your fingers to your toes, causing them to curl.

You really thought begging would work, but he still seems annoyed that you played this little game of trying to spend time with him by training rather than just giving in to your desires and making what you want known. And that’s why he won’t give you any much-needed stimulation.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Satoru. I want you - I’ve wanted you, so bad,” You pant out in desperation, voice so deliriously needy you don’t have any time to be embarrassed about how badly you want him, need him right now.

He perks at the trembling of your voice, watching as you lay your head back in defeat and he laughs. Hot breath fanning your core before he enthusiastically licks along your folds, letting go of your hips to sink two fingers into your cunt, easily finding your sweet spot.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he focuses on rapidly flicking his tongue across your clit until you’re moaning all staccato and pretty for him, pulling on his hair, nails gripping into his shoulder as you shatter onto his hand when he sucks your clit into his mouth.

He works you through your release, watching you shiver and tremble, walls fluttering so delicately around his fingers. He’s losing his patience, losing his will to keep himself from you any longer.

When you come down from your high, head lolled to the side, Satoru pulls the blindfold off to reveal a devious glint in his eye.

He’s swift with his movements, pulling his sweatpants down just far enough so his cock springs free from the confines of his briefs, your eyes growing wide at the sight of his length, the red angry tip glistening from precum leaking from the slit.

“That’s-that’s not going to fit.” You breathe before laughing a little deliriously.

“You’ll make it fit yeah? For me, 'cause you wanted this so bad?”

You barely have time to nod your head before he’s hoisting you up, sitting back on the balls of his feet as he lines the tip with your entrance.

He presses his forehead against yours as he hisses, “fuck, so tight.”

Your nails dig into his shoulder as you continue to slide down his thick length, jaw slack from the feeling of being so full. More full than you think you’ve ever been before. 

Satoru licks along the length of your neck, groaning into you as you get fully seated on his lap. The kiss he places on your lips is slow and sensual as he moves his hips slightly, letting you adjust to his size.

Cupping your jaw, he slips his tongue in your mouth letting the wet muscle dance with yours before spitting in your mouth. It’s filthy, he’s filthy and the electricity running through your body is lighting your nerves on fire.

Your back hits something firm, to your confusion, when Satoru leans you back slightly, trailing his hands from your hair and neck over your breasts and down to your hips. Looking from side to side, you’re suspended in the air.

He’s able to read the confusion on your face, answering your question before you’ve even asked it.

“My Infinity.”

You laugh a little, “didn’t know you could do things like this with your technique.”

“I can do things you couldn’t ever imagine.” His eyes are more black than blue, filled with lust and desire as he quickly, roughly snaps his hips into you once, causing you to grab his arms for support.

Grabbing another candle, Satoru slowly lets the wax drip and fall along the top of your chest, watching intently as it rolls down over your breasts. It stings, causing you to suck in a breath between your teeth when the hot wax rolls over your sensitive, hardened buds. But the thoughts of pain swiftly vanish when he runs his tongue between the valley of your breasts, stopping at the junction of your shoulder and neck to suck a few small marks there.

He fucks into your rough and fast, pistoning his hips as he continues to drip candle wax along your chest and abdomen, feeling the way it begins to pool in your belly button. His hands are on you before the wax has a chance to dry, spreading the warm oil over your sides and back, pressing his hard chest into your softer one as he lays you back flat on the mat below.

“Oh god!” You clench as his tip hits your cervix in the most delicious way. It’ll bruise and be uncomfortable tomorrow, but that’s for you to worry about another time because right now it feels so damn good. “Right there, please don’t stop.”

He doesn’t. Instead, he lifts your legs, pressing your knees to your chest as he continues to slam into your relentlessly.

“Like this baby?” Satoru asks breathlessly, babbling before giving you time to answer, “Yeah, you do. I knew y-you would. Knew you’d like it filthy- scratch my back.”

You oblige, digging your nails into his shoulder and dragging them down slowly each time the tip of his heavy cock pinches your cervix. It makes you want to close your legs, wrap them around his waist and never let him go.

He groans into you, sticking his fingers in your mouth causing you to choke and gag slightly before spitting again.

“Swallow.” He commands, watching as your eyes roll to the back of your head as you do what he said, clenching around his cock so hard he knows you’re going to milk him for all he’s worth.

And he can hardly wait.

“Satoru, I’,m-I’m gonna-” Your voice is caught in your throat when he adjusts slightly, the tip of his cock brushes over your sweet spot, causing your vision to go white and a wave of ecstasy to course through your veins.

“Shit- that’s it, baby, give it to me, yes,” He moans before latching his lips to yours, pumping his hips, working your through your release.

And he was right, your walls squeeze and clench around him like a goddamn noose and he can’t hold back any longer. His fingertips dig into your hips as he pulls out, grabbing the base of his cock and stroking a few times before he throws his head back, letting out the filthiest, most sinful moan you’ve ever heard, his release covering your chest and stomach, alongside the now dried wax on your skin.

You’re both breathing heavily, the only sounds in the quiet training room coming from your deep breaths. Even though the only light in the room is from the few remaining candles, it’s too bright right now, so you cover your eyes with your elbows, letting what just took place on campus sink in.

You’d both be in a world of trouble if Yaga were to catch you in here, panting, you fully naked and Satoru halfway because he was too impatient to actually remove all articles of clothes. You’re not too worried about it though - after all, you do have faith that Satoru would cover for you. Come up with some excuse or at the very least, threaten Yaga and the higher-ups into letting you keep your job.

“You okay?” Satoru asks, snapping you out of your thoughts when he moves your elbow away from your face. You blink several times, eyes readjusting to the dim light in the room as he tucks several strands of hair behind your ear.

“Yeah, I-I’m okay. Holy shit.” You answer, still breathless from being fucked within an inch of your life.

“Good. I wanna go again.”

#jjk fanfic #violetsaffronfic #jjk smut #jjk x reader #gojo satoru smut #gojo smut #gojo x y/n #gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #nsfwgojoweek2023

[freddy-and-friends-au]

The band’s all here! (WIP)

I still haven’t finished their new endoskeletons yet, but I think I have their suits mostly down!

Feel free to ask any questions you may have in the inbox!

EXTRA INFO AND SCREENSHOTS UNDER THE CUT!!!

At first glance, these are obviously inspired by the traditional Chuck E. Cheese x Rockafire Explosion suits, designing them more like sports mascot costumes and having very little of the endoskeleton showing at all times (say for Foxy, of course). This was not only for more realistic world-building, but also to optimize animation, as we now have less moving parts that are actually showing, and therefore, less to render.

You might be wondering “if you wanted a more realistic approach to the suits, why not take a more realistic approach to the masks, like a more ShowBiz Pizza style?” And to that I say: everyone does that.

Okay, that isn’t entirely the reason. I like the idea of basing the designs more off of the canon models than something that already exists, because I like the idea of FazEnt having their own style of making animatronics. The ShowBiz style isn’t the only way to do animatronic masks, and these masks are how FazEnt would go about making them. Even when FazEnt does use the trademark ShowBiz rubber-face masks on the Junior models, they don’t do it the same way that ShowBiz does it.

Something interesting I want to do with Freddy & Friends is to set narrative moments apart from the moments meant to be passed off as real footage. The designs shown above are for the latter, meanwhile the narrative will use more artistically stylized suits textured to more so resemble a comic book, sort of like Into The Spider-Verse (except instead of going for a generalized comic book feel, the Freddy & Friends style is gonna be more reminiscent of the Batman: Year One comic). The designs will be more reminiscent of how I draw them on paper, as opposed to being faithful to the canon.

Here’s some extra info as to how I came up with the designs, as well as some extra renders and concept art!:

Original concept art from September 30, 2020.

Freddy was a little obvious to design, probably because everyone seems to design him like this when making more cartoonish versions of him. A more defined tuxedo complete with a collar and cuffs with a red stripe around his hat. It just seemed like the right direction to go in.

Bonnie was initially intended to wear a vest, though I was holding out for something else so that he could be differentiated from the evil rabbit (the evil rabbit wears a vest). I asked my friends what I could change it to, and one of them said “Try a cardigan”. Honestly, that fits Bonnie’s personality so much better, both in terms of spirit and cartoon.

You might also notice that Bonnie was supposed to have buck teeth, as well as more squared off teeth. That was originally part of his V1 model, but when I tried applying that to the new models, literally any way I tried to arrange it made Bonnie look like so much like an insufferable asshole that I wanted to punch him in the face. Ultimately, I ended up ditching the buck teeth and just gave him his classic teeth.

Chica was a little hard to do something unique with at first. I initially wasn’t really sure what I wanted to do with her, but when I modeled her V1, her little chef’s hat was a last minute addition to her design. I’m also thinking about changing her bib into an apron, per the toon designs that Henry posted a while back.

Foxy was probably the most fun to design. Obviously, his final model has a lot of details inspired by the FNAF movie, but when I was designing him 4 years ago, I really just wanted to go crazy with his design. I wanted him to have a beard, I wanted him to have a peg leg (I really liked the idea of animating him with a limp). Unfortunately, I don’t know if I’ll keep the peg leg, because it might be a little too hard for Henry to animate with the tech that he has.

As a cheeky little reference to the roots of the FNAF fandom, I wanted Foxy’s hook to resemble the hook seen on the Splinks Foxy model. ;)

Endo01 - Version 4 WIP

I’ve done a few different versions of the endoskeleton. What I’m trying to do for this new one is to assemble him modularly, allowing me to make each component a recognizable component (they’re also actually modeled after real components).

I’m not gonna go into detail about the functionality of this guy, because I eventually plan to make a Freddy & Friends Instructional VHS series centered around being a mechanic for FazEnt. However, what I will say is that these designs are intended to have plausible functionality, especially using the technology of the 1980’s (which is not restricted to pneumatic technology, because making an animatronic walk with pneumatic actuators while maintaining the traditional complexity of animatronic endoskeletons is simply impossible).

EXTRAS:

The original Version 1 designs

My failed attempt at giving Bonnie buck teeth (I wanna punch him so bad…)

Fixed Foxy

???

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[regretisstoredintheme]

Hello! Can I be so humble as to request 2k12 Donatello with a gn villain/antihero reader who is really good with tech. Sorta like Reagan Ridley from inside job, if you know what that is?

Thank you in advance and have a amazing day/night!

Cruisin on down Main Street, you’re rel— HMMM???? 

What’s this??

*snatches paper*

“Hello! Can I be so humble as to request 2k12 Donatello with a gn villain/antihero reader who is really good with tech. Sorta like Reagan Ridley from inside job, if you know what that is? 

Thank you in advance and have a amazing day/night! “

A/N: Hello, humble anon! Why of course!! I love writing 2k12 ;) and might I add I hope you have an amazing day/night too!!

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Donnie x Villian/Antihero!Reader Whos good with tech 

Warnings(?): Donnie being the “wabadubadubaduba” audio, mention of the situation with Leo and Karai (no, I don’t ship it), and I have seen the character but not Inside Job, itself. So if you meant personality-wise I’m so sorry 😭😭 I did my best.

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Donnie didn’t have many flaws, the thought. 

One was hiding his feelings, and the other was handling stress. 

You, my dear, just happen to push at every button he has.

With how tech-savvy you are, he didn’t even try not to nerd out over you.

That was until his brothers scolded asked him to stop

If you take an interest in him/target him with your tech, he starts freaking out, begging for backup from his brothers 

He can’t stop overanalyzing the situation because of the stress

Blabbers about you nonstop once they defeat/escape you, talking about how he has to figure you out because you “won’t give up.”

Someone mentions him acting like how Leo acted with Karai.

BOY DID THAT GET HIM CRANKY

Hes yelling at them and won’t stop denying it until he’s like “here I’ll prove  you wrong!” And he draws a ven diagram of the differences.

As he’s writing it out, he realizes— 

There isn’t a lot of differences. 

There are big ones, like Karai literally being their sister, but not a lot of them. 

Leo suggests that since Karai realized her error, maybe Donnie should try to convince you!

Donnie mouths off to him about how the only reason Karai was good was because she was living a lie. 

Don storms off and Leo just watches him leave like o_o ( he turns to Mikey like “what did I say?” 

Donnie leaves the lair in a huff, and unfortunately for him, runs into you. 

After a thrilling battle, (him evading your tech while trying not to freak out about it) he starts off some banter, indirectly getting to know you— the brain he so desperately wants to pick.

Without thinking, he slips in a comment asking about why you would want to be corrupt with a brain like yours.

His reaction is different based on what you say.

If you ignore him with a sort of falter and try to change the topic, his interest is immediately piqued, he’s full of curiosity, now. There’s nothing stopping him from evading attacks when he knows you have something he wants. He shoves away the idea of his brothers teasing him over doing what Leo did, and just focuses on getting you to talk. 

If you give a chaotic neutral response, (“why not?” Etc.) He’s barely evading your attacks, trying to yell at you the millions of reasons he just came up with on the spot. Any way you evade his argument just makes him angrier, and eventually, he smoke bombs away, entering the lair even angrier than when he left it. 

Later when they fight you, he’s just trying to get it over with. He will deny the fascination he has with you and your tech, but inside he knows he wants to know more. Your banter throws him off, making some attacks hit him a lot easier, and eventually, he starts feeling a little warm in the face when he hears you talk

“I’m telling you, sensei. Everytime I think the shock factor will wear off, It just keeps giving me more symptoms!” He rants to Splinter, who knew exactly what had happened. “It seems to me, Donatello,” he muses, a hand to his beard, “It is a fracture in your mind. You should meditate on it.”

Splinter knows damn well what is going on, but doesn’t want to encourage “fraternizing with the enemy,” espECIALLY if that enemy shows little to no remorse for what they do. 

Donatello doesn’t know what else to do, so he listens. 

He sits, and he takes deep breaths, and he thinks about you and can’t seem to calm that fluttering ‘anger’ in his chest. 

You twisted him up inside, and it pissed. him. off. 

“Focus.. I just gotta focus!” 

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A/N: HI! I hope this was something like what you wanted— I feel like its not as good as my other ones— but then again I don’t know 2012 as well as rise- not to mention i dont know Donnie that well either 😭 I did my best I hope it’s up to your expectations, you wonderful anon!!

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[againstacecilia]

Zena Thamne

Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 4.6k

Rating: 18+ minors DNI

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, brush with death, bounty brought in cold, weapon use, feelings????

A/N: I couldn't for the life of me figure out how to trim this down sooooooo the chapter's a little longer than normal. I think the rest from here on out might be a little heftier too, lol. This chapter (and all of them, tbh) dedicated to the wonderful @creatively-analytical for being the best beta-reader, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. 💖 Asks are always open!!

You eventually join Mando in the cockpit after giving up on your book. The blur of hyperspace paints the boards and durasteel in whites and blues that you’ll never get tired of. Sitting in your chair, you quietly watch the streaks blaze past and let yourself get lost in the trance when Mando breaks the silence.

“Everything alright?”

“Mhmm,” you nod in confirmation, “Hyperspace is gorgeous.”

“I guess I don’t really notice anymore.” Mando looks up and around at the stars streaming by, “But you’re right, it does look nice.”

A question pops into your mind and it leaves your lips before you give it much thought, “What do you see in that helmet?”

“I can see everything you see,” his chair swivels to face you.

“Yeah, but, can you see it the way I see it? Like, I’m guessing there are fancy gadgets that helped you track Shoan back there?”

“I can see things mostly the same way. Maybe not as brightly as you do, but the tech inside makes up for whatever I’m missing by looking through the helmet.”

“So that sunset on Batuu, what did it look like to you?”

He shrugs, “A sunset? I’ve seen my share, I know what they look like.”

You shake your head, feeling flabbergasted. “But the colors, the way the sky looked like it was on fire, it was so beautiful!” 

He laughs, melodic and full, and puts his hands up in mock defeat. “Okay okay, it was beautiful.” 

“Good,” you laugh along with him. “Now that that’s settled, tell me about our next target.”

His demeanor turns serious, like a switch flipped; suddenly he’s all business. “Zena Thamne. I’m thinking she’ll be a little more work than Shoan was.”

You nod, anticipation bubbling up in your gut. “How long until we reach her?”

“She’s more slippery than Shoan was; we’re heading to a Guild contact closer to her last known location to get the most up-to-date info. It’ll take a couple of days, so we’ll have some more time to train on the way.”

“Sounds good to me,” you turn your face back to the widows in front of you, “Ready whenever you are.”

You feel his gaze on you for another moment before he turns back to the control panel. “We’ll stay for a day on Yavin 4 before most likely heading to Dantooine, unless she’s jumped further towards the Unknown Regions.” 

You try and focus on what he’s saying, but the hum of the ship and beauty of hyperspace begins to lull you to sleep. Eventually you give in to the draw of your cosmic lullaby and drift off. 

- - - - - - - -

The trip to Yavin 4 lasts a couple more days, and in the time it takes to get there you train a little more with Mando. A couple of new forms, nothing too difficult, but it meant that you were ready to really start sparring with him. You weren’t nervous about the idea necessarily, but being this physically close did make you feel… Something. You push the emotion to the back of your mind as Mando steps in front of you.

The only armor he wears is his helmet, having doffed the pieces protecting his body. You both settle into your positions and wait for the other to strike. While the seconds tick away in silence, the two of you study each other with unwavering focus. You knew he would be the first to strike; all you needed to do was wait.

He is the first to make a move, ducking and trying to sweep your legs out from under you. But you knew that trick; he’d taken you down that way in your first lesson. You wouldn’t let it happen again.

Jumping over his leg, you bounce away as far as the small space will allow. He jumps back up and rushes you. Spinning away again, you look around for something near you to use to gain the upper hand. A small wrench catches your attention. With as much stealth as possible, you pick up the tool and throw it at his head. It bounces harmlessly off the beskar but does throw his attention off for long enough to charge him yourself. 

Using one of the forms he showed you earlier, you feign a punch to his side before stepping between his legs and using your ankle to cause him to stumble. For a fleeting moment, you think you’ll actually win this one before his hand shoots out and grabs your hand. Kneeling on the ground, he pulls you backwards over his propped knee and you crash onto the floor, wind flying from your lungs. 

You both stay where you are; his breathing is heavy and you’re coughing from the impact. Before you know it, your coughing turns to ragged laughter. 

Mando’s helmet turns to look at your prone form, laughter curling your body. “What is so funny?”

“That was,” another wave of laughter takes over, “so much fun.” Tears start falling from your eyes. 

Mando is still staring at you, head tilted in confusion. You sit up, stomach cramping with the joy bubbling through your body. Seeing his bafflement only made the situation funnier, and you double over again in a fresh wave of giggles. 

Through the sound of your laughter, another sound emerges. The dark, melodious sound you heard slip through his helmet days before is once again filling the cargo hold and mingling with yours. He collapses next to you and you laugh together for a while longer before getting a grip on yourselves. 

“Phew, I’m sorry.” You gulp down air and wipe the tears from your eyes. “I’m not sure what happened there. But that was the most fun I’ve ever had in my life.” 

Heavy breathing rustles through the modulator of Mando’s helmet as he regains control. The dark visor turns to look at you. “You really should get out more.” Another round of giggles hits you both as you punch him in the arm. 

“That’s the plan, Mandalorian.” You stand and offer him your hand. Not that you’d actually be able to lift him (damn, he is all muscle), but he accepts the offer and rises from the metal floor. 

The rest of the flight is spent bringing you up to speed on Zena Thamne, accused murderer of a nobleman from Coruscant. A low-level criminal for most of her life, Zena had finally gotten too deep and had found herself with the job to kill the nobleman. 

“As far as we know, no one expected her to actually be able to do it. The gang she was involved with gives these big hit jobs to newbies as death sentences; no support, not a lot of intel, just a name and a rifle. Somehow, Zena managed not only to finish the job but also managed to get away.”

“That’s horrible…” You sit on your cot, curling your legs under yourself and pouring over the holopad with Zena’s information on it. “It says here she’s nineteen?”

“The Galaxy is a rough place,” Mando shrugs, pulling a crate over to sit across from you, “I’ve brought in bounties younger than her.”

You shake your head but stay quiet. You grew up in relative safety and security; it was going to take some time to reform your view of life with the reality you were being introduced to. But you wanted to see it and experience what life was like for other people. You weren’t going to be able to help anyone if all you knew was the confines of Randon. 

“They want her to stand trial so the goal is to bring her in alive. The nobleman’s family, on the other hand, doesn’t care how she’s brought in.”

You look up from the holopad and meet the gaze of his visor, “Meaning, we might have to kill her if she doesn’t cooperate?”

“We’ll try and avoid that but, yes, if she won’t come and we can’t subdue her we’ll bring her in cold.”

You swallow but nod, turning back to the information glowing in front of you. “So what’s the plan, then? If she’s still on Yavin 4, how do we find her?”

Mando pulls a small, blinking device from his pocket, “This is a tracking fob. It’ll show us how close we are to her using her chain code.”

“So we just try to sneak up on her?”

“Each bounty is a little different. Once we get a chance to talk to my Guild contact we can plan from there.”

Turning off the holopad and tossing it to the end of the cot, you stand up and stretch. “I’m glad we’re close. It’ll be nice to get off the Crest for a little bit.”

Mando quirks his head to the side in a silent question. What’s wrong with the Crest?

“Oh no, I didn’t mean like that,” you fumble. “I just mean it’ll be nice to see another new planet and…”

“I know what you meant,” he chuckles, shaking his head, “I’m just giving you a hard time.”

You want to be frustrated, but you find yourself smiling instead. In just a couple months, you and Mando had built a good rapport and you felt yourself more and more comfortable around the man that had initially filled you with fear. He was your first real friend of this new life and, if you were honest with yourself, you knew you could do a lot worse. 

- - - - - - - -

Yavin 4 is a moon, forest-covered and beautiful even from space. The more you experience of the Galaxy, the more you appreciate the more verdant and flora-filled worlds. Not that the deserts of Jakku and Pasaana weren’t beautiful; but the lush groves and dense jungles you see as you step off the Razor Crest spark excitement in your chest that the sands just don’t. 

After hours of reading up on Zena, you had a basic idea of what to look for. Yes, you still had to go to Mando’s guild contact and see if she was even here, but you still keep an eye out for signs of shadows or quickly moving figures out of the corner of your eye. Mando leads you to a small building on the edge of a nondescript town and knocks on the door.

A small Twi’lek opens the door just enough to peek through and surveys both of you. “How can I help you?”

“I’m with the Guild, I need information on a bounty I’m searching for.” Mando’s voice is low but non-threatening.

“Come in,” the Twi’lek opens the door all the way and allows you and Mando to enter. They shut the door behind you and motion for you to follow them into the sitting room.

A well-worn couch sits against the far wall, with a large chair facing opposite and a low table in between. Shades of green and brown fabrics drape over the windows and cover the floor, and a tray with a steaming mug and teapot sit in the center fo the table. 

“You have a lovely home,” you comment. The Twi’lek gives you a nod of appreciation before offering you and Mando a seat. 

You both sit on the couch while the Twi’lek takes the chair opposite. “Let’s get down to business. Who are you searching for?”

“Zena Thamne. I was told she was here but I wanted to be sure before wasting time looking for her. Have you had any news about her?”

The Twi’lek shakes their head. “Last I heard she was still here. None of the local bounty hunters have been able to find her though. Just glimpses before they lose her in the jungle North of here.”

“That’s a start,” you say, rubbing the back of your neck. “Anything else?”

“You aren’t a Guild member, are you?” The Twi’lek asks. You shake your head.

“I’m training her.” Their eyes flick to Mando, surprise written lightly on their face. 

“Whatever you say, Mandalorian.”

“I’m sorry,” you interrupt, “but I didn’t catch your name?”

“You can just call me ‘The Contact’”, the Twi’lek responds, “Don’t really like giving too much information about myself if I don’t have to.”

“Fair enough.” You lean back and ask again, “Anything else?”

They shake their head, “That’s all I have, I’m afraid.”

Mando stands, “Thank you. We’ll go check out the jungle.”

“Be careful,” The Contact says, standing as well. “She’s slippery, but she’s also extremely dangerous. Those who have almost gotten her haven’t come back.” 

You and Mando leave The Contact’s small home and face the jungle beyond. Looking into it, you notice with trepidation how the trees seem to swallow any light. There’s no telling what kind of creatures and dangers inhabit this new world in front of you. 

“Mando?” You ask quietly. He looks at you. “How are we going to find her in all this?”

The fear had been slowly creeping up on you through your conversation with The Contact, the unease roiling in your gut finally reaching a boiling point. Finding and catching Shoan seemed like child’s play now. But this…

Mando reaches up and squeezes your shoulder. “We’ll find her. It won’t be easy, but that’s the point.” Letting go, he turns and begins walking back in the direction of the Crest. “Come on. We should rest tonight and check the jungle out in the morning.”

Back on the ship, you settle into the cot with your book. Mando was sitting nearby cleaning his rifle when an alarm started going off in the cockpit. He jumps up and scales the ladder in a flash. 

When he comes down, he’s latching the rifle to his back. “Let’s go, Zena was spotted by the jungle again.”

“We’re going now?” you ask, jumping from the cot and fumbling to put your boots back on. “I thought we were waiting until tomorrow?”

“We have a lead, we need to take it,” he responds, opening the ramp. You manage to get your boots laced and snugly on your feet before he makes it too far away, his pace brisk. 

Keeping up with Mando is tough, but you make it to the edge of the jungle in record time. You both stop to adjust your weapons. 

“Follow my lead, stay close, and stay as quiet as you can,” he instructs. You nod your agreement before both of you step into the treeline.

- - - - - - - -

The search for Zena is hot. The air in the jungle is dense and you’re sweating through your clothes within minutes. You want to ask Mando how the hell he manages under the weight of all that beskar, but you conserve your breath for walking through the vines and grabbing roots underfoot. After an hour, Mando gestures for you to stop. 

Dropping onto a stump, you massage a cramp out of your calf as Mando scans the area. He presses a couple of buttons on his vambrace and slowly turns, helmet tracking through the trunks around you. When his visor meets your gaze, you raise your eyebrows in a silent question. Anything?

He begins to shake his head but stops, helmet snapping to his right. In a blink he’s off; you stand and race after him. Through the jungle you crash, hopefully hot on the tail of your target, until Mando suddenly stops. You crash into his back, stifling a yelp. 

“Damn,” he curses under his breath, “Lost her.”

Before you can catch your breath, the whoosh of someone dropping from a branch behind you hits your ears. A hand covers your mouth and yanks you away from Mando. Another hand brings a knife to your throat. 

“Turn around slowly, Mandalorian, or your little friend gets it.” Her voice is velvet soft, but you shiver from it’s icy coldness. Mando turns to see you held by the bounty. 

“Let her go, Zena,” he growls.

Zena laughs, “Oh I don’t think so. I know you’re after me, so I think I’ll only let her go once you smash that tracking fob and head back the way you came.” Her hand leaves your mouth and rests on your shoulder. Yanking you closer to her, the tip of the dagger pricks your skin and you inhale sharply. 

“I’m not negotiating. Let. Her. Go.” Mando’s hand starts to drift toward his blaster.

“Ah, ah ah.” Zena cautions, adjusting the dagger against your throat, “I wouldn’t do that.”

His hand drops limply to his side. You begin to feel desperate; the stalemate the three of you are in won’t last for long before Zena decides to try and get away. Calming your breathing, you go over your training with Mando in your mind. You sift through the various forms and attacks you’ve been memorizing over the last few weeks. Finding one that might work, you look at Din and give him an almost unnoticeable nod. 

Lifting your right arm, you feign an attack to Zena’s face while taking your left hand and gripping onto the hand with the knife. You pull the knife down and away from your neck, keeping it pinned close to your chest, the tip of the blade gleaming in the soft twilight of the jungle. You begin to pull your head from under her arm, but you’ve underestimated Zena’s strength. She lets you go for a moment before ripping the blade over your head and into your side. 

Searing pain shoots through you as the blade tears through muscle. You crumple to the ground and try to roll away, only to be met by Zena’s boot as she kicks you in the stomach. Stars spark across your vision. 

“No!” Mando yells, footfalls racing in your direction. He tackles Zena to the ground next to you, but your vision blurs and darkens and you miss the rest of the struggle as you slip in and out of consciousness. 

It feels like days have passed when you feel Mando shaking you awake. “What… What happened?” you groan, pain still spreading through your body. You start to fade away again when Mando’s voice reaches into the fog.

“Don’t fall back asleep, you’ve lost a lot of blood, you gotta stay awake.” Your eyes snap open at the fear in his voice.

“Zena. Did she get away?” You try and sit up only to be pushed back down by Mando. 

“Don’t worry about that, we need to get you back to the Crest.”

Your head swims and spots dot your eyes. The blood loss must be really bad if you’re having this much trouble just staying awake. Your hand drifts down to the cut on your side and you pull it away covered in the warm, sticky liquid. 

“Mando,” you whisper, eyes snapping to his visor. Your reflection doesn’t even look like you; skin pallid from your injury, eyes wide and lined with silver from fear. 

He scoops you up in his arms and starts running. Every step jolts through you and your heart pounds in your head as the fear engulfs you. You’ve never considered your own death but now, you were standing at its doorstep. Your grip on him begins to loosen as you fade once again into the darkness. 

“Stay with me, cuyan,” he begs, picking up speed. “Come on, stay with me. Don’t go back to sleep.”

Stay with him. You drag your eyes open again and stare up at the gleaming helmet above you. Having never been at this angle before, you notice the small bit of chin that peeks over the cowl of his base layer. Tan skin covered in stubble. You want to reach up and touch it but, through your haze, you realize this may not be a sight you’re allowed to see. You focus on keeping your breathing normal as you ask, “What did you call me?”

“Shhh, save your breath, we’re almost to the ship.” He throws everything he has into running, crashing through the final trees and into the road. The moon shines brightly over the small town, casting everything in a soft blue glow. 

Try as you might, your eyes slide close and you drift through the haze. You don’t notice you’ve stopped moving until you’re laying face down on your cot. Fresh pain washes over you and your eyes fly open. “Fuck, that hurts.”

“I’m sorry,” Mando puts a hand on your shoulder to keep you from moving. “I need you to stay still so I can clean it.”

You clench your teeth and weather the pain as Mando pokes and prods the gash in your side, finally wiping a gel along and sealing it with a patch. As soon as the adhesive seals the wound, relief soaks through you. 

You sigh, relaxing into the cot. “Thank you,” you whisper, hand reaching out to find his. His gloves are gone and you're met with warm skin where leather usually is. Strong fingers wrap around yours. 

“You almost died,” he whispers, voice barely registering through the modulator. “I pushed you too fast.”

You slowly open your eyes and groggily focus on his visor. Mando hasn’t let go of your hand and your confusion is clear in your reflection. He shakes his head and clears his throat. “I’m sorry. I should’ve been more careful.”

“Mando,” you start, trying to pull yourself into a sitting position. He lets go of your hand and gently helps you up, leaning you against the wall and slipping a pillow behind you. “You told me this was going to be dangerous. I knew what I was getting myself into.”

He’s still kneeling on the ground, staring up at your face. He manages a nod before asking, “Do you need anything? You should eat…”

He leaves quick enough to make your head spin, so you close your eyes and lean your head back against the metal hull. While he’s gone, you assess your wounds. Whatever Mando did to the gash in your side has taken away the pain, but the small cut on your neck from Zena’s dagger stings as you reach up and touch it. 

“Hey Mando, got any more of that gel? My neck…” He comes back into view with a canteen of water and a tin of rations. Placing them on the cot next to you, he opens up the first aid kit sitting on the ground. 

“May I?” he asks, gesturing to your neck. You lift your chin in consent and he brings a sharp smelling pad to the cut. After a moment of stinging, the cool liquid dries. “You won’t need any bacta for this one, just make sure to keep it clean.” “Is bacta what you put on my side?”

He nods, “It’ll speed up your healing. She didn’t hit any organs but still did a number on the muscle. You’ll have to take it easy for a while.”

“Zena!” You grab his hand again, “Where is she?”

Mando looks away from you, “She’s still in the jungle. I’ll go get her as soon as you’re settled.”

“She got away?”

“No. I had to kill her.”

The weight of his words settles over you and you nod solemnly. You wanted to feel bad about the situation, to know you might have been able to help her, but the wound in your side made it difficult to dredge up any sympathy. “I’m fine now, let’s go get her so we can get both of them back to Tonis.”

“No, Cuyan, you’re staying here. Taking it easy, remember?” Mando gestures to the food and water next to you. “Eat and drink all of that, I’ll be back in a bit.”

You raise an eyebrow at the nickname but he’s already opening the ramp and heading out into the dark. You watch him leave as the ramp begins to lift again, blocking your view and sealing you into the semi-darkness of the Crest. 

- - - - - - - -

The trip back to Randon is blissfully uneventful as you heal from your fight with Zena. The Razor Crest stays fairly quiet as you sleep and Mando stays in the cockpit. You continue to eat together every once in a while and those moments become the highlight of your day. Listening to him talk without the interference of the helmet is like listening to your favorite song and you find yourself memorizing the way he pronounces certain words, the way he chuckles when you say something witty. Arlon had stopped laughing at your jokes long before he left and had stopped joking with you even longer before that. It was nice to have someone to laugh with.

Dropping into the atmosphere of Randon felt almost peaceful this time. You weren’t worried about facing the ghosts of your past now; those ghosts had moved on. The only thing on your mind now was making sure Mando got paid for the bounties and getting the next batch. It wasn’t a difficult choice to stay on the Crest while Mando got the quarries offloaded. 

“You sure?” he asks, strapping his rifle to his back. 

“I’m sure,” you nod, settling in with your book. “Tell Tonis I say hi.”

Mando leaves you to your own devices while he walks into town. It takes him less than an hour to talk to Tonis, get paid, and get the carbonite slabs that hold your bounties out of the Crest. When everything is done, he comes back with a bag of food and something wrapped in brown paper.

“What’s this?” you ask, holding the wrapped package. It’s a medium size, but thick with multiple layers.

“Open it,” Mando says, putting the food away. You’ll eat whatever fresh food you can tonight and tomorrow before having to dip into the rations again. 

You tear the edge of the paper and unwrap a stack of thin canvases. Wrapped over small frames, the material is stretched taut and is light in your hands. Underneath is a tin box containing a few small tubes of paint and a handful of paintbrushes.

“Mando…” You turn the box over in your hand. It’s so simple, this gift, but something sparks in you at the sight. 

“You like painting, right?” He shrugs, “I thought you might like to have some supplies for downtime.”

Without thinking, you cross the small space and wrap him in a hug. His arms stay frozen to his side for a moment before he slowly envelops you in his large embrace. Seconds tick by, but you make no move to end the hug. Neither does he. 

“Thank you,” you say into his chest, breath clouding the shining metal. You want to say more because this isn’t just expressing appreciation for a gift; this is so much more. You had only mentioned one time you liked painting and he bought you a paint kit the first chance he had. Arlon never paid attention to the small things and you always had to specifically point out the things you wanted or enjoyed. Mando on the other hand, he pays attention. You wonder what else he sees as he finally breaks the hug and pulls away. 

“You’re welcome, Cuyan.” 

“You’re going to have to eventually tell me what that means, Mando.” You nudge his shoulder, “I only speak Basic, what if you’re calling me a bitch or something?”

He laughs, “It’s nothing like that. I’ll tell you when you earn it.”

“And when might that be?”

“Patience, Cuyan,” he hooks a finger under your chin, “You’ll find out soon enough.”

He walks away, completely oblivious to how the small contact made you feel. Your hand drifts to touch your chin, the ghost of him still sending electricity through your body. Shaking it off, you climb the ladder to the cockpit where Mando is prepping for takeoff and strap into your chair. As Randon slips away, your mind drifts to the cot where your supplies are safely tucked away. 

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[whoreadsnowadays]

Hi! Maybe you could do a fluffy ***PLATONIC***

X little brother reader? Like how they would interact and stuff? And maybe just general headcanons of them w/ a little brother. It can be either be 2012 or rise, I don't mind ^^

Take your time w/ this request ^^

Well I can certainly try my friend! Idk if u meant u wanted all four of the turtles but thats what I'm going with atm <3 apologies if they're a bit short, this is officially my first time writing for some of these guys <3

Rise Turtles with a little brother reader !

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Little Bro

- Raph -

Oh get ready for Overbearing Mother Of The Year

Especially when you were really little, he needed to know where you were and what you were doing at all times

You, Leo, and Donnie had to beat the topic to death trying to convince Raph to even let you use the stove by yourself.

And Mikey ("You might burn yourself!!! You can't use the stove! Raph tell them they can't use the stove!") was not helping.

But when Raph isn't being the most helicopter mom you've ever had the misfortune of living with, he's really the best big brother you could ask for

Whenever you need advice or comfort or anything really, you always go to him

And even if he doesn't know what to do, he's good at giving you excuses that either make you laugh enough to keep your spirits up, or actually calm you down themselves.

He's really the best.

Now if only you could convince him to let you near the turtle tank.

- Leo -

Almost every second you're in sight he's showing off, like all the time

He really wants to be the Cool Older Brother to you and Mikey, and he's maybe trying a bit too hard

If you encourage him it will only escalate until he's doing dangerous stunts to impress you and get validation

And then Raph has to get involved and ruin his vibes :(

But if you tease him and (gently) make fun of him for showing off, he's gonna go "I dunno what youre talking about. Me?? Showing off??? Psh. No. I would never."

And then he'd sulk about it for an hour or two.

He just really wants you to think of him as your cool older brother who you can go to for cool advice.

- Donnie -

If you're up for it, and/or not too accident prone, you'll probably end up as his lab assistant.

Or at least he'll try to turn you into his lab assistant

And of course he pays you in brotherly affection. A pat on the head or a brief hug is your allowance for holding his things in place for him

And he also has a tendency to show you his inventions or gadgets first.

He'll finish something and turn to you with his mad scientist eyes and you have to hope and pray that his newest peice of tech doesn't involve something dangerous

He'd rather die than ever hurt you, but sometimes he just gets too excited to even realize he's waving around his dangerous weapons

Wear protective gear maybe.

- Mikey -

He's so excited to not be the baby of the family anymore you will not believe.

Though he has been 100% infected by the family bug, and is absolutely mother henning you almost as much as Raph.

You cook together really often, food is one of Mikey's love languages so cooking with him is one of your favorite activities

He lets you mix the ingredients and if you're baking he lets you lick the icing off the mixers

And he'll draw or play video games with you, literally indulge in almost any activity you want just to hang out with you

He'll absolutely crush you in almost every video game, and then proceed to beat you over and over under the pretense of "Oh its practice :)"

As much as it annoyed him when he was your age, he absolutely sides with Raph when he goes on his "You're too young!" Rants.

He's nodding along and occasionally adding in his own comments about how "you're just our baby brother you can't do that yet! You're too young! Too fragile!"

Also please dont think about all five of you sitting in a circle in front of Splinter's recliner, watching old Lou Jitsu and Jupiter Jim movies on repeat, just the five of you sitting in each other's company and relaxing for once. Yeah don't think about that.

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[farlynthordens]

sabikui bisco / witch hat atelier crossover! huge lore dump under the read more

i thought it would be a lot harder to mesh these together, but when i started thinking deeper about it there are actually many of elements of both stories that are similar (at least if we’re comparing the premise of vol 1 to WHA. let’s ignore the nonsense of later vols for now lol). there are also elements of SKB that fit within the bounds of WHA’s world, so there wasn’t much that needed to change.

Mushroom Keepers

At the start of SKB, mushroom keepers are persecuted for using arts that are seen as dangerous, but they’re really just trying to better the world. I’d imagine they would be brimhat witches for this reason, tho mushroom keepers have mush less moral ambiguity than the brimhats in WHA.

Rust was caused by forbidden magic. mushroom keepers are blamed for creating/spreading it, but they do not actually use forbidden magic.

Bows and arrows are magic-imbued weapons (these exist in WHA but are rare in present time, and battle magic is highly discouraged - this may add to peoples’ reasons to be scared of them)

Considering how many magical plants there are in WHA, mushrooms with weird properties are feasible too lol. mushroom keepers utilize them to make all sorts of potions, coat their arrows in them, etc, and their magic is primarily based around enhancing the properties of mushroom concoctions.

They rarely draw magic on the fly because they rely on their pre-inscribed bow and arrows. this allows them to wear less long/flowy clothing because they don’t need to hide anything (similar to how the Knights are). this way of dress is also useful for ease of movement.

They kept the traditional brimmed caps solely because they are more functionally useful to them (such as for keeping the sun out of their eyes while traveling). but now greater society sees them as a threat for associating with brimhats + the general conception they created the rust + using magic weapons.

Knights / Pawoo

Turned the imihama watch into a branch of the Knights Moralis (and let’s be real the watch’s outfits are kind of boring. plus now pawoo doesn’t have her tiddies out).

High tech stuff like motorbikes doesn’t exist, but it’s okay since they can just fly.

The pennant is perfect for pawoo since it’s not only wielded like a staff, but it’s also meant for non-lethal force.

Bisco + Milo

The way they meet can be almost exactly the same - just change “illegal mushroom based medicine” to “forbidden medicinal magic”. they’re both still trying to save the lives of a loved one from a disease that could be cured if they were able to find the proper thing for it, which happens to be talked about in old texts (rust eaters vs magic spell).

I mentioned above that all the weird mushrooms from SKB could work in the WHA universe, and i feel like rust eaters would still be a component of the magic needed to cure rust.

The symbol tattooed on bisco’s face could even be a hint for what you’d need to draw for the spell? signs/sigils are based on simple shapes like math symbols and arrows, so his tattoo very much looks like a spell pattern you could realistically see in WHA.

Since milo doesn’t do much spell writing and doesn’t wear sylph shoes, bisco would have to teach him how to fly and inscribe arrows.

#sabikui bisco #rust eater bisco #witch hat atelier #tongari boushi no atelier #nekoyanagi milo #akaboshi bisco #nekoyanagi pawoo #veronica's art #'but v didnt you make a wha crossover like a year ago' yes and

[artheresy]

Part Two (Stellaron Hunters)

Like the last one with the Astral Express, I am listing my opinions on aspects of the HSR designs, including things I kinda dislike or at least would change about certain playable designs in HSR to help myself with planning some of my own designs/redesigns for future art!

And I am so excited to get onto three of my favorite designs in this game!! The Stellaron Hunters are my babies and I originally was going to include them in the AE part 1 post, but sadly exceeded some kind of limit on the post while rambling about both of the groups designs, so they get their own post! And y'know what if that gives me more room to talk about them, I am not upset!

Ofc, Disclaimer: I am not a professional character designer, I'm not saying any of my ideas for them are objectively better or improvements even, nor am I bashing any of these designs. This is just my opinion and I like most if not all of the playable designs at the moment! I just have a few thoughts regarding them.

The List part 2:

Silver Wolf: I really like her design, I think honestly the Stellaron Hunters (at least for the trio, still forming my thoughts on Sam's) are easily some of the best designed characters in HSR so far. I do think out of those three designs though, Silver Wolf might be the weakest? Not that it's bad ofc, as I just said I think they're some of the best designs, but alongside Kafka and Blade, it feels like there's more that could be done with her design. They went ham on having so many like "Haha look she's a gamer!" details on her outfit that it ends up a bit eye rolling when you keep seeing all the details. The buttons hanging from her belt, the controller garter, the pattern on the fabric hanging from her hip for no reason, the power button logos on her her belt in multiple places and the strap that hold her knife, and that's not even all of them. It's just a bit much. Yes, she's a gamer, we get that. It doesn't need to be sprinkled throughout her design this much, at least not in this way. Because the way they did it, admittedly looks a bit gimmicky since it's only visual details rather than anything more is the best way I can describe it. I would maybe give her a few more items in place of all of these little things. Give her a visible earpiece, or some other kind of hands off communication device. Give her more devices if you're gonna have her adorned with all these straps, make them useful. Though I have two (maybe three?) other bigger ideas that could either work for changing her up physically, either separately or somehow together in a design. I'm stuck between the idea of giving her comfier clothes, both to reflect her more laid back personality and also to fit more so with what she does, or giving her more of a tech wear influence in her design, especially considering PunkLorde is meant to be a cyberpunk themed place. I feel like there's a better way to reflect that influence in her design. Also I dunno about you, but when I think cyberpunk I think of Neons a bit. I’m not saying turn her whole color palette that, but I think in a few of the patterns or in little details adding tiny touches of neon would look cool and help make her pop out a bit. (Sorry this ended up rambling, when I actually draw my thoughts for her, it will come through cleaner and clearer. Overall, I really like her design still even if there's a lot of details I would preferably change.)

Kafka: Kafka is one of my favorite designs, I adore her, I adore the spider, the web, and even the butterfly motifs present in her design. Her color scheme has a sense of allure to it if that makes sense, well balanced throughout her from head to toe. If I were to change something, it would be to make her design more show-y, a little more over the top. As it stands, Himeko has a more ostentatious design than her. Which feels off to me. "Oh but she's going on missions, taking people out, and collecting Stellarons. Her practical design makes sense." Very true, but also these missions aren't merely just missions. They are performances, displays of acting according to Elio's scripts in order to obtain the results he needs for the future. Kafka, of the rest of the Stellaron Hunters we've seen so far, seems to be the one that best fits into the role of Elio's dramatic villain/anti-hero. I mean just compare her presence in the Luofu quest to like Blade also in the Luofu quests, or Sam in the Penacony ones. There is a difference in dramatics and performance. She beckons the audience's (and law enforcement's) eyes towards her, as she strings them along with her schemes and plans. She is made to be the one in the lime light, delivering monologues and putting on the best show for everybody. When we look at the few missions of the Stellaron Hunters we’ve seen so far, Kafka does fit the bill as the star of his show, his leading actor in the role of the antagonist. As such, I think Kafka could benefit from making her outfit a bit more dramatic, leaning into the role she plays even further. Especially when thinking about how playing up that dramatized version of herself would work with the facade she's hinted at putting up. I do adore it the way it is, I just think more could be done with it. Lean a bit harder in, and by nature of making her more over the top, that could lead to the potential for a more interesting silhouette depending on how it's handled. Maybe even some more elements to influence like making it more over the top could be inspired from the Kafka Stigmata in HI3rd

Blade: I can’t lie to y’all. I think his design is close to perfection. I think it’s so well done (even though the silhouette could use some work? Depending?), it’s absolutely packed with symbolism. However, aside from just some silhouette adjustments, something I would change is the emphasis of how injured he is. The injuries he feels every single day of his life, that can’t heal because of Jingliu essentially overriding the default state his body is trying to restore. It’s a big thing in his lore, so much so that it’s been mentioned multiple times including in a main companion quest and literally up front show to us face to face. That cg of him with the sword in his chest feels like somebody stuck a sword in mine every time I see it, I swear. But design wise, I feel like this point about him and his history doesn’t shine through as well, and it feels like the gravity of that time isn’t properly portrayed in his design. Like let me emphasize, Bailu’s words might suggest that the default state for some of his injuries is literally open and bleeding so... And you might think “Oh that’s funny, when he’s literally covered in bandages like his arm and chest.” Well, I’ll one up you by clarifying if you look up his jacket as he runs, you’ll see his model has bandages ALL the way down his torso!! But the thing is, this is covered by his jacket. We only see his hand bandaged and a little peek at his chest, but his face? Completely fine. The rest of his body? Perfectly covered not showing anything. If I could change his design just a bit, first off, I’m making his coat more tattered and broken. Yes he gets his coat replaced at times, but that doesn’t mean we need to always see it in pristine condition. He’s a fighter, making his coat have tears in it, leave the edges worn down, more fabric than just his red ribbons to be frayed at the ends. In those tears of his clothes, either show bandages (left up to you whether to be seen as fresh injuries covered waiting to heal or more wrapped remnants of Jingliu’s slashes) or scars on every single bit of skin that manages to peek out from that coat. And for some flavor, add some scars to his face however big or small. There’s no way I can believe Jingliu killed him hundreds of times and didn’t at least once go for a head shot. I bet that woman knows the extent of his healing like the back of her hand, I bet she could answer my question about how exactly Blade’s body would heal if his limbs were severed. If he has some part of himself not covered, it should have evidence that he was harmed there! Never let us forget that part of his lore! NEVER!!

(I promise I’m totally not insane about him, what ever could lead you to that conclusion?)

I want to say, I will eventually update this once we have more Sam lore, perhaps I’ll include Sam with the Penacony characters post to make it easier or I’ll just redo the Stellaron Hunters post and revise and revisit my ideas for these three! As it stands, I want to wait until we have more Sam lore and more things cleared up about them before I jump into talking about the armor design or things I know from leaks until it’s been confirmed or disproven so I can give better my thoughts about the design in relation to the character!! Please stay tuned, I can’t decide if I should go for Overworld Belobog first because I have more clear ideas (including a rant about one specific character) or if it’s best to go to Herta Space Station first in order to just go in order essentially. Who knows ! Well! I hole you enjoyed this, I adore the Stellaron Hunters and any time I am able to talk about them I am very happy :D

#basically to sum it up #kafka and blade’s designs need to lean in more to certain aspects #(the drama and the trauma) #and sw’s needs to ease up on the gimmick #but overall? #some of my favorite designs in the game #MWAH love them #okay im finishing this at 3:30 am and i need to sleep so ill schedule this for later #have a good day y’all <3 #the stelle redesign btw is cooking in my wips im just making notes about what i would change or explore #so i can start making concept arts for the different ideas i hav #after her will probably be either himeko or march bc im still thinking of ideas for dh #and once i have this post done i might be doing belobog next #which as a heads up #will feature one of the character design opinions I feel so strongly about that it inspired this whole series of posts #(spoiler alert: the belobog design is servals and youll understand what i mean when i say i feel strongly soon enough) #hsr #honkai star rail #hsr blade #hsr kafka #silver wolf #stellaron hunters

[itsupermanti]

My Hero Superman AU; Reign of the Multiversal Supermen by @itsupermanti, Part 2 Superboy; Teen of Steel

(Artwork from Superboy Vol 6, #34)

Superboy(voiceover, as Izuku is shown with wide green eyes and green hair, down on one knee): My name is Izuku Midoriya, aka Jon-El…I’m the Superboy, Son of Superman.

Superboy(voiceover as Ochaco and Eri are shown with wide eyes as well): These two are my girlfriend Ochaco, and are adopted daughter Eri.

Superboy(voiceover as he starts getting up): You’re probably wondering what has us looking so shocked, the answer’s actually pretty bizarre…

Superboy(voiceover as the army of Superboy’s and the Cyborg Superman advance): Unless you think that THIS is “normal”…

As the two forces draw closer, Homelander gets a cocky look on his face as he starts smirking.

Homelander(hovering in the air): Go ahead Chromedome!

Homelander(eyes glowing): GIVE ME YOUR BEST SHO-

The Multiversal visitor is cut off as he is tackled out of the air by a Denki doppelgänger wearing a black t-shirt with the house of El symbol on it in red(Young Justice Superboy) and an Izuku doppelgänger wearing a black jacket with spikes and red leggings(Modern Conner Kent Superboy).

Before Homelander can even begin to recover from the tackle, he is stomped on by the Cyborg, making him gasp out in shock, coughing up blood in the process.

Superboy(voiceover): THAT was a pretty idiotic thing to do…

Invincible(out loud): THAT was a pretty stupid thing to do…

Cyborg Superman(looking up after punching Homelander into a deep crater): Who’s next?

Omniman charges at the Cyborg, only to have his punch caught as if he was barely moving, and is then blasted in the face by heat vision from the Cyborg’s mechanical eyes.

Cyborg Superman(laughing as he throws his hands in the air): This power is so exhilarating!

Cyborg Superman(as he turns his gaze towards the Justice League and All Might): My descendant informed me of you all, the so called “heroes” who stood in my followers’ way of making quirk users take their rightful place!

Superboy(voiceover): This guy’s claiming that he’s the original Destro, but how?

Izuku?(descending towards the Cyborg Superman): So you’re the original Destro in this universe, huh?

Izuku?(adopting an angry look): My wife and daughter died because of your followers on my Earth…

Izuku?(eyes glowing): SO I’M GOING TO ENJOY REDUCING YOU TO SCRAP METAL!!!

As the alternate Izuku tackles the Cyborg into the air, two more flying figures make themselves known.

Supreme(looking down and spotting Omniman): Nolan, I should’ve known he was involved.

Brandon(annoyed): Great. More people to stand in my way.

The two figures make themselves known as they join in the fighting, with Brandon targeting the army of Superboys and keeping pace with them, while Supreme charges at Omniman.

Omniman(moving aside, annoyed): Hello, Ethan.

Supreme(glaring at him): I have no idea what’s happening, but you’re likely the one behind it.

As the two start fighting each other, Brightburn begins attacking Hisashi and the rest of the Justice League.

As the fights are going on, Invincible takes this time to float down towards the Izuku and the other heroes-in-training.

Invincible(approaching them with his hands up): Seeing as you all know each other, you probably know something about what that guy meant by a malfunctioning piece of alien tech bringing us here.

Superboy(addressing him): Yeah, we were cataloging confiscated alien tech when one malfunctioned and create those portals.

Invincible(nodding his head): Okay, and seeing as none of you know who any of us are, safe to say this is another universe.

Green Lantern(confused): You’re saying the multiverse is real?

Invincible(explaining): I’ve dealt with something similar before, on my Earth a bunch of evil me’s tried to invade from other universes.

Invincible: I even met a guy with spider-powers once.

Invincible(pointing at Shouto): Even a guy who was dressed similar to you!

???: I’m sorry, but did we hear you right?

Everyone turns towards the voice and see two more Izuku’s, only these two are wearing green and black costumes with masks that have what appear to be bunny ears hanging from their necks, but the most notable features are their hair and eyes, which unlike the other look a likes are completely green.

Izuku1(with a torn scarf and cape): Did you just say that this is another dimension.

Izuku2(with his hand on his chin): That would explain all the look a likes, even the guy who looks like dad.

Batman(pulling out batarangs): Why aren’t you two fighting?

Izuku2(recognizing the voice): Todoroki? What are you wearing?

Izuku1(pointing at Superboy’s chest): And why are most of our look a likes wearing that symbol?

Supergirl(confused): It’s our family’s emblem, you don’t recognize it?

Robin: Something tells me that in their worlds, they aren’t Kryptonians.

Izuku1+Izuku2(shocked): Eri?! Kota?!

Uravity: Maybe that’s why they aren’t fighting? They aren’t Superboys.

Izuku1(groaning in slightly annoyance): Just call me Deku.

Invincible(speaking up): My name’s Mark Grayson, but you can call me Invincible.

Izuku2: You can just call me Midoriya, and why are we so different?

???: I think we may have an idea what’s going on.

Everyone looks up and see two Superboys float down, only they don’t look like either Denki or Izuku.

Jon(wearing his Superman outfit, waving in greeting): My name is Jon Kent.

Jon(gesturing to the Superboy besides him wearing a jacket): This is my uncle, Conner Kent.

Conner(addressing everyone): We should compare notes about our histories.

However before they can begin doing so, a building near them is toppled over as a Superboy is sent flying into it by Brandon.

Superboy(as the Kryptonian technology in his costume changes it into his Solar suit): Later, right now we have to try and stop this fighting before the city is reduced to rubble!

Midoriya(speaking up): When we showed up, that alternate us in the red and black costume said that his name was Izuku Shimura, and that he was Superman Prime.

Deku(adding on as he gets ready for a fight): Maybe he’s controlling the other Izukus…But why are there also Kaminaris?

Shazam(landing next to them with another Denki in a full Nelson): I heard everything.

Shazam(as he shocks his alternate self into unconsciousness): On this Earth, Mina and I are Izuku’s clones, so we’re technically his siblings.

Conner(hovering into the air): Like me and Jon’s dad Clark.

Batman: Focus, we have to contain them!

Superboy: Denki, you and Mina help Mom and Dad against that kid.

Superboy: Shouto, Kota, Momo and Conner deal with the guy wearing the American flag as a cape.

Superboy: Ochaco, Eri and Midoriya will deal with the other Superboys and that guy in a blue suit.

Superboy: Deku, Invincible and Jon will deal with those guys in red and white suits, while I deal with Superman Prime and the Cyborg.

Midoriya(looking at Eri with worry): Are you sure you it’s okay for Eri to be here? Alternate reality or not, I don’t want to put my daughter in danger.

Deku(confused): Daughter?

Supergirl(smirking): Don’t worry, I have One for All, and I can telekinetically copy Dad and Grandpa’s powers, I can destroy a mountain!

Midoriya+Deku(shocked): YOU CAN WHAT?!?!

Superboy(telekinetically hovering): We can explain later, we gotta move!

(Cue “Diabolical Invincible Me” by Brandon Yates)

You feel the threat cause every step is like a mountain movin'

As the Cyborg Superman is shown fighting Superman Prime, their fight is interrupted by Superboy flying in and hitting them both as they were locked in a grapple with each other.

Cyborg Superman(recovering from the hit with annoyance): WHO DARES?!?!

Superboy(glaring at both of them): Stand down…

Superboy(eyes glowing with telekinetic power): NOW!!!

We haven't met, did I forget? No I don't need introducin'

Superman Prime(scoffing): I was simply stopping this monster before he could lead his followers to do what happened on my Earth.

Superman Prime(gesturing at the Superboys attacking Brandon): I simply pulled them over to handle the other wannabes.

Superman Prime(looking towards Supreme and Omniman dealing with Invincible and Deku, and keeping pace with Jon): But I suppose I shall leave him to you while I deal with the others myself.

Cyborg Superman(as Prime rushes at Supreme): You dare to turn you back on me?!

Superboy(voiceover, as he chases after them): This is gonna get messy…

Struck out like a match, astounding that you think that you could beat me

Superman Prime grabs Supreme by the neck and punches him towards a distracted Brandon, sending them both into a building.

The Cyborg then tackles Omniman from behind and reconfigures his right arm, making it bigger and with large claw-like fingers that he uses to grab the viltrumite.

Strike back, what was that just now?

Superman Prime(hovering down and addresses the army of Superboys): Keep the others out of this…

Superman Prime(eyes glowing with Heat-Vision): I’ll show them the difference between us.

As the plane goes down, do I make it look easy?

Homelander starts getting up from the crater the Cyborg put him in, only for a grapple line to wrap itself around his foot. The line goes taunt as it is shown to be connected to the batmobile as it starts accelerating and pulls Homelander along with it!

Honestly, all you weaklings look the same
(Look the same)

Homelander is sent into piles of rubble as Shouto starts drifting the car amongst the war zone that was once downtown Musutafu, before releasing the line sending him into a final pile of rubble.

Homelander(emerging from the pile with a look of annoyance on his face, eyes glowing): YOU’RE SO F*%^ING DEAD!!!


On the ground and your face is contorted in pain
(Pain, pain)

Robin(worried): I think we just made him mad…

Batman(speaking into his radio): NOW!!!

As Homelander prepares to fire his beam at the car, he is smashed by a green construct hammer. Once the hammer fades, he is then hit by a barrage from Conner.

Homelander(managing to land an angry hit on Conner with all his strength): I’LL F*#^ING KILL ALL OF YOU!!!

You feel the threat cause every step is like a mountain movin'
(Pain, pain)

Conner(taking the hit without any effect): Really, that the best you got?

Homelander(throwing another angry punch): SHUT UP!!!

As Conner lets the hits land without feeling any pain, he comes to a realization as he catches one of Homelander’s sloppy punches.

Conner(smirking): You’re the weakest one here!


We haven't met, did I forget? No I don't need introducin'
(Pain, pain)

Homelander(annoyed): I SAID SHUT UP!!!

He tries to fry Conner with his beams, only for Conner to fire his own, which instantly pushes Homelander’s back into his face, causing him to cry out in pain and grab his face.

As he pulls his hands away from his face, it is shown that he now has scratches and burns on his face.

Conner(cracking his knuckles): This’ll be TOO easy.


You feel the hate 'cause every step I take the earth is shakin'
(Pain, pain)

As Conner begins wailing in Homelander, Denki and Mina push Brightburn off of their father.

Superman(getting up): Be careful, he’s just a kid!

Shazam(as he and Mina charge lightning to their fists): Don’t worry, this’ll just put him to sleep.

They proceed to electrocute Brightburn until he falls unto the ground, unconscious.
Leave devastation in my wake 'cause it's all mine for the takin'
(Pain, pain)

Izuku is shown flying towards the downed Brandon as Prime faces off against Supreme, taking note that Midoriya, Ochaco and Eri are handling the army of Superboys just fine, giving him the opening he needed to rush past them.

As he nears the recovering Brandon, he feels a sensation similar to what he felt from the Plutonian.

Superboy(voiceover): He’s powers are telekinetic too!


Knocked out, your jaw's on the ground, but was there any doubt that it would end this way?

Deku is shown narrowly dodging a hit from Cyborg Superman, before he has to move to avoid a punch from Omniman. He manages to land hits of his own that manage to push them both back.

Invincible rushes towards the Cyborg at top speed and lands a direct hit on his chest plate, only for a dent to be seen, before it fixes itself.

Invincible(stunned): Oh crud…

The cyborg proceeds to punch him across the face, shattering his goggles and making blood come out his nose.

Deku looks on in shock, only to feel something fly past him like a bullet, hitting the Cyborg head on!

Omniman(glaring at the cyborg in anger): Big mistake.


Yeah you can eat your little evil heart out, let the people all around see your real face

Cyborg SM(smirking as he gets back up): You can’t hurt me!

Cyborg SM(pointing at him): My cybernetics show me that unlike me, you have no bioelectric aura to protect you!

Cyborg SM(brandishing his claws): WHICH MEANS I CAN MAKE YOU BLEED!!!

Deku rushes over to help Invincible to his feet as the Cyborg begins wailing on Omniman harder than ever, drawing blood from the alien.

Jon gets up from his place beneath a pile of rubble with his eyes glowing in annoyance.

All you little people down there look the same
(Look the same)

Prime is shown matching Supreme pace for pace. They enter a clash, both trying to overpower the other, until Prime uses his ice breath to encase Supreme’s head and ice, forcing him to let go and clutch his head. This leaves him open for Prime to deliver a devastating right hook, shattering the ice.

SM Prime: You might have the same powers as me…

SM Prime(vibrating his molecules to let Supreme’s punch phase through his head): But you lack the creativity to do more with them.


And I can't wait to see your faces contorted in pain
(Pain, pain)

As Supreme pulls his fist back in shock, he is then hit with a gut punch that knocks the air from his lungs.

SM Prime: Had enough?

Supreme(regaining his breath): Not yet!

You feel the threat cause every step is like a mountain movin'
(Pain, pain)

There fight is interrupted as Superboy is pushed past them by Brandon, both struggling to telekinetically overpower the other.

Superboy(trying to reason with him): Stop! The city will be nothing but rubble at this rate!

Brandon(sneering): You think I care about that!

Brandon(blasting heat Izuku with his heat vision): With my powers, people should listen to me like the god I am!

Brandon(still firing his heat vision): NOW OPEN YOUR EYES SO THAT I CAN FRY THEM!!!


We haven't met, did I forget? No I don't need introducin'
(Pain, pain)

Superboy(grunting with his eyes closed): If you insist!

Superboy then opens his eyes and telekinetically pushes the beam of energy back while vibrating the air molecules within his line of sight until the beam reaches Brandon’s eyes, making him stagger back. Izuku then closes his eyes again while building up telekinetic energy and when he opens his eyes again, a powerful psychokinetic blast at Brandon.

Brandon(getting up with scratches on his face and eyes dilating in anger): You just don’t get it!

Brandon(eyes glowing): I’M THE NEW UTOPIAN!!! I’M THE ONE WHO’S GOING TO MAKE THE EARTH BETTER!!!

Superboy(voiceover, stunned): He’s ego worse than Bakugo’s used to be! IT’S LIKE ALL FOR ONE’S!!!

You feel the hate 'cause every step I take the earth is shakin'
(Pain, pain)

Supreme(from behind Brandon): Now THAT sounds like a villain rant if I ever heard one…

SM Prime(as Brandon turns around to face them): Agreed…

Before Brandon can hope to even react he is punched by both Supreme and Prime, gasping as his breath is knocked out of him by the two hits.

Supreme, Prime and Superboy then fire there beams at him, pushing him to the ground.

Leave devastation in my wake 'cause it's all mine for the takin'
(Pain, pain)

As Brandon tries to recover he hears a strong impact near him.

He turns and spots a bloody Homelander in a crater next to him after being thrown there by Conner.

He then hears another impact on the other side of him, making him turn once more.

You feel the threat cause every step is like a mountain movin'
(Pain, pain)

He spots Omniman, with his costume torn and bleeding from across various wounds on his body caused by Jon and Deku with black tendrils retracting into the latter’s fingers as he supports a recovering Invincible.

The Cyborg Superman is then thrown by Hisashi, landing in front of Brandon.

The cyborg is covered with scratches and dents inflicted by the combined might of the Justice League that are slowly fixing themselves.


We haven't met, did I forget? no I don't need introducin'
(Pain, pain)

As the former Destro regains his footing, the sound of a powerful engine is heard by everyone present.

They turn their heads to face the sound and see a large car speeding towards them, before drifting to a stop and converting into a tank(Arkham Knight Batmobile):

Batman(from the Batmobile’s speakers): Give them everything!


You feel the hate 'cause every step I take the earth is shakin'
(Pain, pain)

The Superboys that hadn’t been subdued hover before the evil Supermen, as their eyes start glowing and they fire beams of heat-vision, telekinetic blasts, psychokinetic beams, and lightning at them, with the Enji firing an entire barrage of missiles from his Batmobile.

The other heroes present assist by performing their own attacks, Tensei throwing lightning bolts after running around the crater, Inko and Mina clanging their bracelets together to summon lightning strikes, All Might punching and sending gusts of wind towards them as Deku and Midoriya do the same.

Eri fires her mimicked Heat Vision, as Ochaco increases the gravitational force on them. Denki flies above the crater as he calls out his magic word to summon his biggest lightning bolt.

Shazam(shouting to the heavens with heroic intent): SHAZAM!!!

Superman and Martian Manhunter fire their own beams form their eyes as the Green Lanterns launch construct missiles and Shouto and Kota throw exploding Batarangs into the crater. All this attacks cause a huge smoke cloud to form.

Leave devastation in my wake 'cause it's all mine for the takin'
(Pain, pain)

(End song)

As the smoke clears they see that all the evil supermen have fallen to the ground, unconscious.

Superboy(addressing Conner and Jon, as he hovers down along with the Justice League): Now let’s compare notes properly, shall we?

(Half an hour later)

As other pros arrive to help restrain the Supermen with power dampeners, the group finish comparing notes.

Hisashi(addressing Mark): So you’re Omniman’s son, but from a further point in time then this one…

Invincible(nodding his head): Yup, in my point in time, he renounced Thragg’s rule and was working towards establishing peaceful, beneficial relations with other planets.

Inko(addressing Deku and Midoriya): You two are alternate versions of Izuku, who aren’t Kryptonian-Amazonian hybrids…

Deku(nodding his head): Yes.

All Might(continuing): You two were chosen by your versions of me to be their successor…

Midoriya(thumbs up): Yup.

Izuku(pointing at Midoriya): But your version of Dad died in your childhood, put he still inspired you to follow your dream…

Midoriya(smiling softly in remembrance): Yeah, he told me to my best, and that my best would ALWAYS be good enough for him.

Ochaco(pointing at Deku): The other difference between you two besides your Hisashi working over seas, is that we aren’t dating in your world, yet…

Deku(blushing as he rubs the back of his head): Y-yes…

Eri(speaking up): And you didn’t adopt me.

Deku(recovering from his embarrassment): You’re currently under UA’s car after we rescued you from Overhaul.

Tensei(turning to Supreme): Your name is Ethan Crane and you gained your powers from a meteorite you found?

Ethan(nodding): Yeah, and you were born with engines in your arms?

Tensei(shrugging): Yeah.

J’onn(turning to Jon and Conner): You’re from a world without quirks, but the meta-gene instead takes its place.

Conner: That’s right.

Enji(continuing): And you believe our earth borders the edge of your multiverse and another?

Jon(elaborating as he points at Deku and Midoriya): Way I see it, this earth is a combination of our’s and theirs.

Jon(pointing at Izuku): He’s essentially a combination of me and Deku, his Kryptonian name is even “Jon-El”.

Conner(pointing at Denki): He’s my partial counterpart, a Kryptonian hybrid clone named “Kon-El”, he just also has Shazam thrown into the mix.

Prime Izuku(speaking up): I met a Kon-El who was cloned from the DNA of Clark Kent and Lois Lane.

Prime Izuku(as everyone turns to him): When I first learned how to travel the multiverse, I ended up on an Earth like the one you said you’re from.

Prime Izuku: Only all the heroes were younger then you say they are, Superman had been dating Wonder Woman, and Superboy was the genetic brother of Jon Lane Kent, Superman’s son from a possible future.

Prime Izuku(pointing at Izuku): Your Solar suit looks exactly like his costume. And his powers were purely telekinetic.

Prime Izuku(pointing at himself): I figured that I was Jon Lane’s counterpart, since all the other Izuku’s had our grandfather’s family name and grew up with their parents.

Prime Izuku(looking away): While I had our mother’s maiden name, and barely have any memories of time spent with our parents before they died.

Eri(walking up to Prime and looking up at him): What about Mom and I on your Earth?

Prime(smiling): You two were amongst the greatest things to happen to me.

Prime(scowling): When I got my powers, people were afraid of me, afraid that I could break the world if I was angered.

Prime(fond look on his face): But Ochaco saw the young boy that was cheated of his childhood, and when we adopted you, you saw me as the greatest hero on Earth, a belief I always strived to prove right.

Prime(looking up): But Re-Destro and his followers went after me since I tried inspire reforms in how people treated the quirkless, they kidnapped the two of you…

Prime(with a tear in his eye): And I couldn’t save you two…

Prime(wiping away the tear): After I stopped the Meta-Liberation Army for good, I learned that I could use my powers to change my vibrational frequency and travel between worlds. I started traveling the multiverse to try and distract myself from what happened.

Prime(pointing at Jon and Conner): They’re from Earth-1.

Prime(pointing at Deku): He’s from Earth-1612.

Prime(pointing at Midoriya): He’s from Earth-101111.

Prime(pointing at himself): Earth-82.

Prime(gesturing around himself): And this is Earth-54.

Prime(pointing at the various Superboys helping clean up around them): I pulled all of them here by altering their vibrational frequencies, in order to help contain the others.

Prime(turning to Hisashi): There are still three more unaccounted for, Ultraman and the Crime Syndicate of Earth-3.

Jon(annoyed): Can’t stand those guys…

Conner(explaining): They’re evil versions of our Justice League.

Prime(pointing at Brandon): One whose vibrations match his.

Enji(speaking up): We encountered him on the beach, he was injured when we found him. Orin stayed behind to care for him.

Prime: Then that leaves Bob Reynolds, the Sentry of Earth-616, and whoever else came out of a portal, there may have been portals all over the globe.

Hisashi(reassuringly): We’ll deal with them.

Hisashi(turning to Deku and Midoriya): I want to thank you two.

Deku(rubbing the back of his head): It was no problem.

Midoriya(smiling): We were glad to help.

Hisashi(shaking his head): Not for that.

Hisashi(continuing): For proving me right, that Izuku would’ve still been an amazing hero and a good man without my powers.

Hisashi(placing his hand on Midoriya’s shoulders): Thank you…

Midoriya is left speechless at the impact that this version of his father had on him with his words. Before Hisashi can pull away, Midoriya engulfs him in a hug with tears of joy running down his face.

Midoriya(smiling in happiness): Thanks for always believing in us, Dad…

As everyone smiles at this interaction, Prime smiles as he recalls one of the few memories he has of his own father.

Prime Hisashi(flashback): Remember Izuku, being “bad” is too easy, and even though being “good” is harder to do, it’ll all be worth it, especially when you see the smiles of the people you helped.

However, as he is reminiscing of better times, Prime hears a commotion behind him, and sees that Brandon has awakened before they could place meta-dampeners on him.

Brandon(eyes glowing in anger as he pushes all the pros away from him): DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!!!

Brandon(sees Izuku with Eri and Ochaco): YOU!!!

Brandon(rushing to them as they start turning around): I’LL DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU LOVE!!!

Brandon(lunging for Eri, since she had the same symbol as Izuku on her chest, his eyes glowing): STARTING WITH HER!!!

As Eri closes her eyes and braces her telekinetic field, only to feel a gust of wind and hearing a grunt of pain.

She opens her eyes and sees Prime standing in her way, with Brandon’s fist piercing through his chest.

Supergirl(eyes wide): NOOOO!!!

Brandon smiles, but as he tries to remove his fist, Prime grabs his arm and looks up at him with anger in his eyes.

Superman Prime(eyes glowing with rage and blood leaking from his mouth): You tried to kill her…

Brandon(still smirking): But got in the way, so now I get to kill you instead!

Superman Prime(clutching Brandon’s arm tighter): If I’m going down…

Superman Prime(eyes glowing brighter): THEN I’M TAKING YOU WITH ME!!!

Superman Prime then rockets into the air like a bullet, letting his Solar radiation leak out of him.

Brandon(stunned and feeling pain from all the energy radiating from Prime): WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!

Superman Prime(with the rage in his voice strong enough to shake the heavens): SUPER FLARE!!!

Everyone present watch as Superman Prime ignites and explodes much like Izuku himself did against the Plutonian earlier, only this time the explosion was much bigger in scale.

They see two figures full from to the ground and see a heavily injured Brandon, and a critical Prime leaking Solar radiation, laying in two craters.

Prime coughs up blood as they run towards him, while specialists run up and secure the meta-dampeners on the barely conscious Brandon.

Eri(crying as he kneels next to him): WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!?!

Prime Izuku(weakly): My…b-body…moved on…it’s own…

Prime Izuku(looking at Deku, Midoriya, Jon and Conner): My powers…were the…only thing…keeping you…here…you’ll return…to your…own Earths…

Prime Izuku(addressing his alternate selves): Don’t…end up…like me…protect them…promise me!

Izuku+Deku+Midoriya(nodding there heads): We promise!

Prime Izuku(smiling as his body starts breaking apart): Good…

Prime Izuku(looking at Ochaco and Eri and seeing his own next to them, smiling at him): What…a…lucky…man…I was…

Prime then glows like a miniature red sun, forcing everyone to shield there eyes. When the glowing subsides, they see that Prime’s body has turned to ash, before breaking apart and being blown away.

The various Superboys around them start to vibrate in place before seemingly vanishing, returning to their own Earths.

Deku(as he and Midoriya start vibrating as well): Thanks, for showing me the kind of symbol we can be.

Midoriya(looking at Hisashi, with a smile and tears in his eyes): Thanks, for proving that Dad would be proud of us.

Conner(smirking): See you around kid.

Jon(smiling at Izuku): Don’t worry…

Jon(as he starts fading away): You’ll do great Superman…

The convoy containing the restrained Supermen is shown arriving at UA, along with Aquaman carrying the wounded Utopian, who looks up and sees his son Brandon being pulled out of one of the trucks with cuffs on.

Utopian(eyes wide): Brandon!

Brandon(sneering as he turns away from his father): NOW you care!

The Utopian attempts to approach his son, only to be stopped by Hisashi.

Utopian(looking Hisashi in the eyes): That’s my son, let him go!

Hisashi(glaring at him): He murdered a man while trying to kill an 8 year old girl.

Hisashi(leaning in, making the Utopian lean back): We are NOT letting him go until we find a way to get you all back.

As the Utopian is about to deliver a retort, they are interrupted by a commotion coming from the front gates of UA. Hisashi turns to see a blonde man with a glowing “S” in his belt.

Sentry(frantic): You don’t understand, I need help!

Present Mic(trying to calm him down): Sir, just relax. We can help you, just explain the problem.

Superman(walking over): Let me guess, you’re not from this universe?

Sentry(turning to him, nodding his head): EXACTLY!!!

Present Mic(confused): What?!

Superman(reassuringly): Don’t worry we can help you get back.

Sentry(sighing in relief): Thank god.

Superboy(voiceover as the evil supermen are shown being put in specialized cells): Something tells me that this is just the beginning…

Superboy(voiceover, as Cyborg Superman is shown before placed into a red sunlight cell): There’s still a group of visitors missing, and who knows how many people actually came through those portals in total? There’s one thing I can be sure of though…

Superboy(voiceover, as Cyborg Superman opens his eyes as he smirks to reveal a sinister glow): Things might end up getting worse…

To Be Continued…

Next time: Supergirl; Girl of Steel, Feat. Young Justice.

Author’s Note;

Thanks to @rex101111 for letting me characterize Midoriya of his posts of Izuku!

#my hero superman au #my hero academia #dc comics #dc superman #dc superboy #izuocha #eriizuocha #hisashi x inko #kamijirou #kirimina #todomomo #dc justice league #multiverse #crossover

[mlobsters]

supernatural s12e7 rock never dies (w. robert berens)

still kind of boggling that they went with rick springfield for this recurring incarnation of lucifer. funny getting closer to current times - like hey 2016/7 wasn't all that long ago. trying to shift brain to tech and references and such.

SAM So I've been trying to dig up info on the British Men of Letters, keeping an eye out for cases, and you've been goofing off with a game that went out of style five years ago?

LOL see i thought words with friends was popular then, but i never played it. guess we're just ignoring the very obvious lucifer letters in dean's letter tray thingy

DEAN You still living out an '80s buddy comedy with Crowley? CASTIEL Unfortunately.

that horrifying forced smile made me laugh so hard i choked

dear lord the cheesy 80s-esque sitcom music and the cliche montage of LA-ish things i am not optimistic about this -_- dean's ranting about LA but he had fun when they were there 10 years ago? he enjoyed being a PA, he banged the actress he liked on the way out. apparently grumpy old man now

also rolling my eyes per always about insisting dean has this really narrow taste in music with the added annoyance of him being an asshole about sam liking something else. they had the one episode (10x12) where dean admitted to liking taylor swift's shake it off after being de-aged and hearing it. i thought he had a little personal growth moment 😔

i'm glad they had sam push back on dean being an ass and in a way where it's not a fight, sammy just figures out a way to force dean to bend the knee and listen to the vince music with the unimpeachable logic that it's research. and he's so pleased with himself

DEAN Hey. You consider switching up your duds there? Bit stiff for this town. SAM He could be an agent or something. DEAN Yeah, maybe a third-tier agent. CASTIEL At least I don't look like a lumberjack.

okay that made me laugh. they're both so grumpy and cas really went in with a good snarky tone. and dean, doing the harsh but fair face

admire crowley's ability to find a way to have a good time regardless of the circumstances

s12e7 / a different world (1987-1993) kadeem hardison as dwayne wayne

my god another blast from the past, so many good actors on that show!

i'm making a slightly more distressed version of sam's face right now

well hey dean's drinking the vegetable water, maybe he'll be enjoying the vince music by the end too. you can do it, dean

CASTIEL Well, the only way you'll clear that crowd without drawing fire is if he's otherwise engaged. DEAN Engaged in what, Cass? Killing you? SAM Cass, you'll last...three minutes tops. CASTIEL Then I'll buy you three minutes. CROWLEY Make it four. What? I help.

wonder what he's up to

funny how the v-neck makes an otherwise not that far outside the realm of what dean might wear outfit very much outside the realm

LUCIFER!VINCE Because it's fun. Because I can. And because being Lucifer? So much Judeo-Christian baggage. But Vince? He's famous. Everybody loves him.

look at our sam being apparently stronger than lucifer's telekenesis on the doors which doesn't make much sense but it's a striking vaguely jesus-y visual so let's go i guess

DEAN Why are you doing this? LUCIFER!VINCE Why? SAM You and God made up. You forgave him. What would he think? LUCIFER!VINCE I'm not especially interested in his opinion. Dear old Dad, he finally apologized for abandoning me. And what's the very next thing he does? [Voice breaks] He ditches me. [Laughs] And you, too, by the way. And rides off into the sunset with Auntie Amara. He needed my help, and he'd say anything to get it. His words, your words, they mean nothing. Don't you get it? This is all meaningless. Heaven, Hell, this world. If it ever meant anything, that moment is past. Nothing down here but a bunch of hopeless distraction addicts, so filled with emptiness, so desperate to fill up the void… they don't mind being served another stale rerun of a rerun of a rerun. You know what my plan is? I don't have one. I'm just gonna keep on smashing Daddy's already broken toys and make you watch.

i am so confused. lucifer's upset over god abandoning him, and he's hurt by... sam and dean? what. have i already forgotten how they left things with him? there was never any chumminess, was there? i don't think this is the lucifer that i know

sam looks pretty with this backdrop but i started laughing when these horns came in to be some i dunno, rousing of spirits, call to arms on the lucifer hunt! "and we will stop him! we will. it's what we do, man" *sam stares off mournfully in the distance* cue the sad cellos

in the wiki

When Castiel calls Dean, his name appears on Dean's phone spelled as "Cass," thus re-igniting the age-old argument: is it Cas or Cass?.

i mean, in the script it's cass. when metatron was typing, it was cass. the captions say cass. the only people who use cas are fandom?? if we're talking english, cas would be pronounced more like kaz. anyway. i don't see how this is an argument. my personal (probably unpopular) opinion is fandom preference of not using the more feminine spelling (shortened cassandra etc)

well now that i read the linked cas or cass, looks like my points stand

(on twitter) Robbie Thompson: why is Castiel’s nickname spelled Cass not Cas? again: for science Eric Kripke: I think “Cass” just looks cooler on the page. And “Cas” might sound like “Caz.” But that’s just my opinion. Now get back to work.

thank you, eric, for the pronunciation note. somewhat vindicated 🤪

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 12x07 #spn clip #spn musical score #hiky #spnhiky #kadeem hardison #a different world #robert berens #jay gruska

[sourkilko]

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I wanted to make my own redesign of Booster cause I wanna draw him more but I need a consistent reference, so I just patchworked a lot of stuff and added in some of my own things

I put a lot of thought into this and I have a lot of design notes I'll throw under the cut, but main points I wanted in my Booster design was the mullet, bring back the jacket over the costume, and bring back the prosthesis. Skeets doesn't have a lot but he's a mix of modern Skeets and Human Target, cause I love his little fins in that

I really tried to do right with Booster's arm, and I spent the most time with it outta everything. I think it had a lot of potential for him, but it only led to getting a shitty, poorly written "fix" in an awful series. Extreme Justice sucks

I spent a lot of time researching actual prosthetic limbs, and reading about experiences people with limb differences have with different prosthesis, and I'm really glad I went down that rabbit hole cause it was really interesting hearing different perspectives and learning about something I honestly had no clue on.

Eventually though it clicked that I might have been really stupid and thinking too hard, because I didn't think of how any of this information would translate into the incredibly technologically advanced universe

Booster's arm is made with STAR Labs tech, so I really needed to start looking in universe

I started referencing Cyborg from a few different places, and combined it with several references from actual prosthetic arms to finalize Booster's arm. I imagine Booster is nowhere close to being as advanced as Vic, but they are working on a similar base

The pads on his hand give him a sensation of touch, though I don't imagine it's the same as his non artificial hand. There's a lot of casing around the joints to protect them, since it would be frankly irresponsible to send him out with areas that could be easily turned into weak points

STAR Labs built the original arm, however it had only been enhanced since he got it by Kord Industries

Ted does a lot of work on Booster's arm when he has to, including being the one smacking stickers onto the back of his hand. He built Booster Shots into the arm through a retractable opening in the forearm. Booster definitely couldn't do all the maintenance on his limb by himself, but he isn't helpless and can manage smaller fixes

Booster's jacket is a mix of his Conglomerate jacket and the Injustice 2 jacket. I loved the sleeves and the star on the injustice jacket, but I didn't love the general cut. Alternatively, I love the style of the Conglomerate jacket, but it just lacked color. Booster wearing brands on his jacket is cute and I love it, I think it's just so fun. I don't love though how it's shown in Smallville, I see Booster having more respect for his costume than to add labels or decals to it, so he would invest in a jacket he can wear like a billboard

The brands are a mix of actual ones he's promoted in universe and a few toss ins. Blue and Gold Restoration just felt right to put on, same with the Kord patch. Neither are real sponsors, he would consider it a free shout out.

The star is meant to represent Goldstar Inc, Booster's old company from like, forever ago. They didn't have a real logo as far as I've been able to find and really without context Booster just has another star on his jacket, but it does have a meaning. If an explanation for why he has a defunct company logo is needed, blame it on some nostalgia

Banana Co, Vertigo Comics, and EZ Caskets are real advertisements he's sponsered, with Banana Co actually having a patch and Vertigo and EZ being on his casket

I think the pride flag pins are self explanatory and we can gloss over it

There's a stripe on his torso, a section on his right thigh, and the heels of his suit with Waveriders colors. I thought it would just be a fun incorporation, and there's really not a ton more thought in it than that

I think Booster needs shitty undyed roots to stay humble, and I think that mullet he had around Death of Superman was the best thing that ever happened to him, it was the most important thing to do for the redesign and it was the first part I thought of

Last thing, I don't know how easy it is to tell cause of the orange goggles, but he's got brown eyes now. Just a real plain change but I wanted it, the blue eyes were too much

I'm not a huge comic guy, I just like what I like, and I like the JLI a whole lot. I know there's retcons and entire universe rewrites and a whole lotta things in grey areas, but I really don't know anything that's canon or not canon or even relevant. I just wanna have fun with the characters I like so if there's any issues with timelines or things not lining up with my sources, I definitely know, but I don't wanna hear it because I will never absorb the information right.

#booster gold #dc #justice league international #if you read the read more ily kissing u on the mouth holding your hand love you love you love you my dearest friend #i spent so long researching about booster and reading wikis and reading articles and interviews #boosterrific dot com is ridiculous its such an insane help for this specific thing #im already thinkin about stuff for Teddy's design obviously if i do Booster gotta get his Beetle #i wanna do the whole jli but its like a little exhausing to think about so maybe I'll just wait on it