#i'm sorry i did this to you goji

[thetreefairy]

Is it alright if I request Yandere father Gojo satoru where his daughters ability is to control time since Gojo has absolute control over space at an atomic level and she also has infinity but he never taught her how to use it but durining the shibuya arc she either reverses or stopped time to save a couple of people a d stop certain events from happpening (if this is too much you do t have to do the whole shibuya arc part )

Sorry that this is long anyways have a nice night/day ( `ε´ )

Since I have not watched season 2 yet, I am not doing the shibuya arc part. Since you also specified fem pronouns, the reader will be fem.

edit: hehehe, I forgot to say: have a nice day as well and I loved this request :D

warnings: yandere themes, isolation mentioned (I do not condone this and if you can seek help please do), Gojo is a piece of shit and two-faced, Reader is done with life, swearing because author is in pain and sick and when the author is sick they swear a lot, vague ending

I don't understand the ability completely, but I made it so that if you didn't master it properly you can get hurt when you use the ability (which might actually be apart of it, but my memory is shit)

Ko-fi

Consequences and actions

Goji Satoru was the first sorcerer to be born with limitless and six eyes in 400 years, so truly he was surprised when he saw that his daughter had them too. It was weaker than his, yes.

But he didn't know what to do. He didn't want his daughter to master both because then she wouldn't need him anymore.

"Dad can you teach me use both?" Reader had once asked, and his answer was: "There is no reason for you to learn."

It frustrated Reader to no end, she had the abilities but she wasn't allowed to develop and become a full-pledged sorcerer.

Satoru could understand Reader's frustration to an extent, but after a while of you complaining and begging to start training, he started to get annoyed.

"Reader, if you don't stop complaining right now, you will lose your communication privileges." Satoru hissed. Reader scoffed and muttered; "You should just call it isolation."

"Watch your mouth." Satoru hissed. "That's no way to speak to your father."

Reader rolled her eyes. "I just don't get why." Satoru sighed and spoke softl; "It's too dangerous, you would get on the curses radar and right now I got the world believing that you are just a child with no special powers, with no grade."

"When you are gone." Reader started. "How will I be able to protect myself if you aren't here?"

"That's not for you to worry about, now stop complaining and whining about it."

Unfortunately for Satoru his students like Reader more than him, so they helped her with learning how to control their abilities. Well to the best of their extent.

So when Reader had been good in Satoru's opinion she could tag along on a school mission. "Remember, if there is a fight run don't fight. I'll find you with your tracker."

"Wait what tracker-"

"Excuse me I misspoke. Habits, I meant habits." Satoru lied quickly with a grin and kissed Reader' forehead, sounding rather soft. "Now can you promise me you'll stay out of the way before we meet with the class?"

Reader nodded and hugged Satoru. "Thank you dad for taking me with you."

"No problem, kid." Satoru chuckled.

Unfortunately for Reader she couldn't keep that promise. Out of instinct she protected Satoru and Yuji for a curse that suddenly appeared. What was worse is that she used her abilities.

But using your abilities out of instinct can hurt you quite a lot, Reader started to bleed out of her eyes..

"D-dad." Reader muttered out. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry."

Satoru brushed away Reader's blood stained tears. "It's okay, you did it out of instinct." This caused Reader to become confused. "Y-you aren't mad?"

"Baby, you are injured you think I will be mad right now?" Satoru asked Megumi to grab his eye cream and used it on you. "Class dismissed."

Satoru took Reader home, unexpectedly calm. Causing Reader to feel like a storm was coming. Satoru was making her a drink when he asked: "You trained your abilities, didn't you?"

Reader tensed up and nodded slowly. It was better to be truthful, right now. "... I suppose I cannot be that angry as it might have saved your life." Satoru muttered with a frown. "Drink this."

A glass of soda was put infront of her. Reader drank it, she was quite de-hydrated. "Thank you, papa."

"Why did you train without my permission?" Satoru asked. "I want to be able to protect myself." She admitted. "So that you can trust me with going out more."

Satoru chuckled as her eyes became dazy. "Perhaps you should figure out when your drink is spiked then."

Reader stood up and stepped back in shock.

"Awh, did you really think you wouldn't be punished?" He grinned. "How cute my dear daughter."

She tried to back away knowing full well what will happen.

"Maybe I should break your legs." Satoru mumbled doing a fake thoughtful look. "I got it!"

"Dad, please."

"I will make sure that you fully understand my love!" Reader knew what this meant, being locked up, and much more. "Maybe I should get you another parent to help with that as well..."

Oh, that was new.

"But I don't want to share you at all...."

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[hrodvitnon]

can we talk spoilers? (if at least tag them so those who haven't seen it yet can block the tag)

anyway

DOUG STEALS KONG'S LUNCH LOL. He's even so smug about it when Kong relents and lets him have it.

Mothra is so much fluffier this time around! Love how when she breaks up Godzilla and Kong's fight she's almost SCOLDING Goji lol. "Goji! Stop bullying the poor monkey!" "S..sorry, dear..." Jia seems to be her main priestess now tho? Whatever happened to the twin scientists from KOTM? I hope they aren't entirely forgotten and replaced. Maybe they can return as Jia's guides.

Shimo is adorable. I'm glad she got a happy ending and some neck scratches from Kong. Big huggable lizard-horse-kitty.

Suko saves the day by retrieving Kong's axe? Huh. That lil kid pulled his weight a lot more than I'd expected to. Also love his mean streak at the start, he and Kong bickered a lot at first.

And of course, Skar King's very very karmic and brutal demise. I can only imagine the state of him (and Rio de Janeiro's streets) when those ice chunks finally thaw out. Good luck with the cleanup, Monarch.

Everyone make sure you filter "gxk spoilers" because I've been using that tag for everyone not looking to be spoiled!

I think Mothra suddenly becoming an Iwi protector is because supposedly there was going to be another Original MonsterVerse Monster called Phosphora or some-such, but it wasn't well received by test audiences or something so it got reworked into Mothra. I could be misremembering, but that's what I remember hearing. Which is funny, because if memory serves correctly the KOTM end credits hinted at Mothra having already laid an egg before the Boston battle, so... retcon?

I'm really glad Shimo survived the movie, I felt so bad for her being under Skar King's pain control and how she visibly resists him throughout. Even her roars sounded pained. It was really sweet seeing the look in her eyes when the surface world sky is being cleared up, like if she's the source of the last Ice Age then it's been literally thousands upon thousands of years since she's last seen a sky like ours. Hoping we see her again in another movie!

Holy shit, Suko's introduction scene got SO MUCH FUNNIER when he goes from "i'm baby" to biting Kong's finger to being used as a BLUDGEONING WEAPON BY KONG. Suko really chugged that character development juice.

I feel vindicated for not once underestimating Skar King, because he is the most vile MonsterVerse... uh, monster villain we've gotten so far. Ghidorah was a sadistic son of a bitch and Mechagodzilla was a crazy Titan Terminator On Blue Rock Steroids, but Skar King has the heads of fellow Kongs stuck on pikes (presumably to set an example for anyone looking to challenge him), when he mocks Kong's new tooth most of the apes and especially Suko seem to laugh along out of fear, he straight up KICKS an ape into lava, and has actual sex slaves holding babies in his throne room, and you just KNOW they don't consent to what he does to them. On top of him controlling Shimo with pain and his attempts on Suko's life - and considering the number of red/orange-furred babies in the throne room, we can surmise that Suko is one of his own children - Skar King may not have the spectacle or scale Ghidorah had, but my god did it feel good seeing him go down.

#Anonymous #godzilla x kong: the new empire #gxk spoilers

[electrasev5nwrites]

Ninja Daily: AIC 1

It would have been really fucking cool to use Hiraishin seals to bring objects to her instead of traveling to objects. Aiko kept that thought in mind, and not how phenomenally the experiment had failed.

'Fuck if I know why I ended up where I did. Fucking random. Shouldn't I have ended up near a seal?'

There was exactly no chance that Aiko had ever left a seal in Mizugakure.

"Bloodline user!"

Especially not, you know, in the reign of Yagura. Who was giving her an unpleasant look, and leaping backwards as his guards moved forward with blood in their eyes.

At least it wasn't her first time travel mishap. She quickly focused on the important part.

"I was not!" Aiko retorted, ducking under a machete that should have taken off her head. It made a slicing sound when it passed over.

Unfair. What kind of idiot assumed a bloodline was responsible when someone appeared out of the shadows-

Oh. Shit.

She cheesed it, sprinting past the surprised shouts and reflexive projectiles. Aiko went up a building face, scorching the stone facing and accidentally blowing chips off with too much chakra. At least three Mist-nin followed with more grace.

'Did I just start the Bloodline Purge?' she wondered in the part of her head that wasn't going 'oh shit oh shit oh shit when the hell am I?' because history had never been her strong suit.

That would be embarrassing. But at least it wasn't boring…

Luckily or not, a few days later Aiko managed to track down a newspaper that confirmed she should find a textbook when she went home.

'So how long do I have to wait until Mei-nee-chan kills Yagura and I can have a friend with an important hat?'

Ugh. Aiko turned the newspaper to the front page to glare accusatively at the date again. The man selling the papers cleared his throat.

"Have a cold?" she asked, not really caring.

'I'm eleven at this point. Or…' Aiko looked down to confirm that her body was very much that of an adult, as it should be. 'Well. One of me is eleven.'

It'd be a while until that shitty situation was resolved in Mizu. Not that it was like, Aiko's problem or anything. She didn't care.

Aiko scowled, crumpling the newspaper in disgust and stomping off.

Even in her short-circuited confusion, Aiko had had enough sense to travel west. She'd lost her pursuers when she'd vaulted over the village wall and blown up a cart full of goji berries. She had only felt a little sorry for the tradesperson she'd probably bankrupted, because it had been pretty funny.

She'd had to switch to traveling over the water after only an hour of running after losing her pursuers, at which point she'd relaxed the pace down to a ground-eating lope. Island nations were funny that way. Nothing like Konoha.

'Is that where I should be going?'

Aiko sighed and ran her hands through her hair, fingers catching first on a knot and then the tangled mess that had been a braid.

First of all, she should find somewhere to stay for the night and get cleaned up. She was attracting sideways looks. But she didn't have a change of clothes, damnit, and what she was wearing would not last well through repeated wear.

But come on, it was normal to do things like seal experimentation in one's pajamas. If it had worked, she would probably have at most endured the awkwardness of bringing Yamato to her kitchen along with the kunai in his possession. Instead, it had been like… like her sense of her seals had caught, stuttered, and then re-focused on nothing that she recognized. Like she was suddenly on the wrong radio frequency, tuning into someone else's conversation.

Instead, Aiko was wandering the business district of a smallish city two islands away from the capital of Mizugakure at twilight in puppy-patterned shorts and a wide-strapped tank top. At least she had real sandals on; through they were leather-bottomed strappy affairs and not shinobi grade equipment. She started to keep an eye out for a hotel to spend the night.

Wait. She didn't have any money with her.

Well, she could just go home and-

She couldn't. Not really. Her gut churned. At eleven, she was an unfriendly Chuunin with more arrogance than experience. Okay, even if she got past village security, and the Hokage believed her (okay, he probably would, since they had gone through this time travel thing before), what was she expecting? Who was going to leap to help her? Jiraiya could probably help her figure out what she'd done, but he wasn't in Konoha.

Figuring out what she'd done wouldn't get her back home, though. It might not even be possible. She couldn't sense her seals at all. Was she going to have to live out the next nine years until she was back where she was supposed to be?

That didn't quite make sense. She couldn't resume her own life, because she would already be living it.

'So… do I need to find a new life and live it?' Aiko wondered. 'Just… do whatever feels right and will keep me amused?'

Terrifying. Annoying. Also interesting.

The worst part was that no one knew who she was, and her hard-earned reputation was gone. The best part was that no one knew who she was, and she could do whatever the hell she wanted with no consequences whatsoever. Who was going to stop her, Tsunade?

She stopped smiling, because the expression had grown so wide that all her teeth were showing and a woman had just jerked her child out of Aiko's path with wide, appalled eyes.

'You know what would be really funny?'

Yes. Yes, she really did. Aiko took a moment to think it through, coming up with the vague notion of baffling and tormenting people she didn't like. If she went cross-continental and set up a skeleton of Hiraishin tags, it'd be a lot safer. She plotted out the easiest route to cover absentmindedly, jiggling open a third-floor hotel window and hoisting herself in. She showered first, using all the complimentary shampoo and conditioner. Aiko wrinkled her nose, but laid out the same outfit for the next day, and crawled into bed.

'Now that I know my tags are at risk if Obito grabs me through kamui, I just won't let that happen. If he moves toward me, I'll just up and go. It's not like he'll know who I am, or have the same interest in me.'

Aiko woke up in the dead of the night to go shopping. Whatever city she was in had a vibrant nightlife, but she actually seemed less out of place than she had during the day. Smiling, Aiko nodded at a group of drunks stumbling down the street.

'I should get more changes than I think I'll need. Nothing I can buy here will be the industrial, reinforced materials that I'm used to in Konoha.'

That didn't bother her, to be honest. That was what she'd made do with when she was running with Obito, and it wasn't like armor was integral to her fighting style.

When she found a likely looking boutique, Aiko slipped around to the alley and forced the back door open. The clothes she found were a little off-putting, truth be told. Civilian fashion in Mist nine years back had apparently tended toward pastels and very low necklines, cut in dramatic vees. They would look a lot better on soft, curvy civilian women than they would on her. She frowned at them. After a little digging, she found a less unnlikely blue top with a silvery modesty panel, and paired it with a green knee-length skirt. She changed right there on the sales floor, eagerly dropping her day-old pajamas. Aiko walked away from the dirty clothes, keeping an eye out for the next item on her list. She found a reasonably secure and chic pink backpack- a tiny purse sized thing with spindly straps, but at least it wouldn't flap around like a purse would when she ran.

At the counter, she found a pad of stationary and a pen. She took the whole thing, scribbling storage seals on the first pages and picking out spare outfits to tuck away. Her pajamas went in too, as did all but one of a packet of headbands and some scrunchies. Aiko took a moment to make a pouty face at her reflection on a mirror, taking care to make sure her hair fell nicely around her new accessory.

There was absolutely nothing useful in terms of footwear, unfortunately. Her sandals were drastically out of place, so she packed up and went on search of another, more promising store.

When she thought she had enough equipment (and it was a damn shame that she didn't have a single weapon of any sort, how annoying) Aiko hefted her little bag and the notepad inside. She set out, taking care to brush not one but three seals into the coastal city she'd ended up in. It seemed like a pretty safe little hideout, truth be told. Then she left over the water, headed for the mainland. She came ashore in Wave Country.

'Isn't this nostalgic?' Aiko tilted her head, slowing to a walk as she crossed a bridge. She was pulling her hair up into something neater to cope with the humidity and heat when she noticed the first thin, hungry-eyed civilian.

That was what she remembered. Hmm. Yes, she was only about a year away from when her team would swing by and kill Gato, wasn't she? He must be in his heyday. Curious, Aiko made a detour for the little town she remembered, bending to scoop up a rock, plant a seal on it, and then toss it into the underbrush.

The civilians were already starving, thin and desperate under the despotic reign of someone with no concept of ensuring a capable workforce. Aiko frowned, wondering why Gato was so incompetent. There wasn't really any point to brow-beating the civilians like this. If he was greedy, why wasn't he attempting to profit off of this? He was already the only game in town. He could offer jobs with low pay, stifle the competition, especially since there was currently no easy connection to the mainland, and make a helluva lot of money. He didn't even have to be hated to do it.

'I'll never understand some people.' Contemplative, Aiko perched on a tree and swung her legs. The town woke sluggishly. A few people kept chickens, and they were up at a decent time to take care of the poultry. Fishermen and women headed out next, craggy and sun-burnt people with scarred hands. And… that was it? She frowned. There should be kids heading to school, businesses opening, that kind of thing. But there just wasn't.

Boo. Maybe she should do something.

On the other hand, she wasn't interested in heroics, and they'd be saved in a year anyway. But jeeze, it seemed kind of bitchy to leave them to suffer for so long. Aiko frowned, trying to pick out why she was so reluctant to interfere. It wasn't like she cared about making sure the mission went as planned when her team came out, so that wasn't it. Was it? Not exactly.

'That's the first time they're really out of Konoha- the only location I can reasonably confirm. If I leave this situation fundamentally unchanged, that'll be my first opportunity to see familiar faces from Konoha.'

And maybe, if she were totally honest, she was a little interested in being scouted by Konoha. She wasn't a missing nin on anyone's books, so she wasn't a criminal. Her stomach rumbled, but she ignored it. She'd stolen from other towns, but she wouldn't take from already starving mouths here.

She could just be a wandering shinobi- someone who'd picked up their trade from a village outsider. It was no crime to be taught by a missing nin, or a parent.

'And Konoha likes Uzumaki. I mean. The Sandaime just scooped Karin up like she was an extra tomato at the market or something.'

She felt cheered, for a moment. Then she realized-

'I don't actually have the traditional Uzumaki looks.'

Okay. When she stood between Naruto and Karin, it was obvious that she belonged. But on her own? Uzumaki wouldn't be the first thought.

Her hair was red, but not the iconic shade. Her face was too pointy to be the feminine ideal, yeah, but her features tended more toward the sharp eyes, brows, and thin lips of her dad and not the wide cheeks, pointed chin, and sharp-tipped nose of her mom.

'Well. I'm close enough. I have chakra chains and I know a lot of fuinjutsu. Anyone who's familiar with Uzumaki traits would put that together.'

That sounded like another reason to wait for team seven. Uzushiogakure had fallen long enough ago that there weren't many active ninja left from its heyday. Like, Tsunade was a bit young to have had much interaction, and that was a bad sign. But Kakashi had known Kushina. He'd clue in, if she was obvious enough.

'I don't know if it's a reason or a pretense, but that's what I'm going with.'

That did leave Aiko with plenty of time to kill. Sort of.

'How do I know when we're about to come? I'm not going to hang out and wait for a year.'

Not in this dingy little backwater, anyway. Besides, she had plans. She had people to pretend to meet for the first time, people to kill, and, uh, people to confuse. She was starting to notice a theme. Hmm.

'Is it possible that I'm just a really rude person?'

Maybe. Oh well. She dismissed the thought for more important matters.

'Zabuza. He's a big enough name that word gets around. If I keep my ear to the ground and pay attention to what he's doing, I can be reasonably certain of the timing. I'll just wait for him to move into Wave to work for Gato.'

Feeling cheered, Aiko added several stops to her cross-continental tour to check for information. She stopped in disreputable bars, a harbor with a significant smuggling presence, and one opium den that she was familiar with from her time running illicit materials.

It turned out that it was hard to coast on the reputation of her dangerous terrorist organization whilst

A. the terrorist organization was currently obscure to the point of irrelevance B. she was not a member of the terrorist organization anyway

"Please let me see your books?" Aiko tried, tilting her head to the side.

The information broker looked unimpressed, crossing enormous tattooed arms. "Smiling isn't going to work. Flirting isn't going to work. Violence isn't going to work. If you don't have the cash, you'd better either leave or just kill me now." His expression dared her to try.

Sullen, Aiko held up a finger to indicate one moment. "I'll be back."

"Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out." He picked his romance novel back up.

'Information extracted through torture is the least reliable,' Aiko reminded herself. Her hand curled into a fist. Instead of leaving, she exited the sideroom into the bar area, taking a moment to primp. She pinched her cheeks and lips. She took down her ponytail and ran her hands through her hair. Then she plastered a glassy, half-drunk-and-happy-about-it expression on her face and sauntered into the bar.

She scanned the room. Forty-two people, one drug deal, seven couples, one group of three who weren't friends, and-

One man eying her up from behind a nearly empty glass with some dark liquid nestled in ice.

Aiko made direct eye contact, raised an eyebrow, and indicated the bathroom with about the level of subtlety one might expect from drunks.

There was a moment of, 'Cool, really?' before the dark-haired stranger excused himself from his friends and started towards the restrooms, glancing at her questioningly. Aiko gave a huge, visible sigh, and walked into the men's restroom, fully expecting him to follow. She closed her eyes, focusing just enough to force her eyes to filter to the Rinnegan.

When her new friend opened the door, Aiko immediately whammied him with what was probably an unsafe amount of chakra and the compulsion to sleep. He dropped like a fish. Like, physically dropped.

'I always forget that part.'

Aiko lunged to break his fall, and wished she'd waited a second longer to jump the guy, because the door caught on the poor chump's foot. She wheezed, painstakingly dragging her victim out of the way. The door shut sheepishly, cutting off the ambient noise of conversation and distant radio programming.

His wallet was in his back pocket. Aiko picked out what she needed and fished the pen out of her bag to scribble an apologetic face on the back of a receipt. Before leaving, she propped the poor civilian up against a clean-ish wall and hid his wallet in his shoe. Getting robbed once was probably enough.

'The stealing is getting old. Besides, it's sloppy procedure to leave a constant trail like that. People talk.'

With that in mind, Aiko left a meeting with the now pliant-if-not-pleasant information broker with the knowledge that Zabuza had last been seen in Grass and the additional tidbit rumor of a nearby client who could use a hand with something he'd rather not approach a shinobi village for. She felt better with some good, honest work on the radar.

Well. You know. As honest as she felt like being. Aiko didn't give it too much thought, because serving as some rich bratling's inconspicuous guard paid pretty well and she only had to step in occasionally when her employer's drunk kid insulted someone bigger. Besides, the gig came with all the knives she could pocket from the jumpy genin washout who was working as the partygirl's other escort. Aiko needed them more than he did anyway. He was a genin working outside the village system, for crap's sake. He wasn't going to last the year.

'Maybe that means he needs the weapons more than I do?'

Well. She could use them better, anyway. Aiko ended the mission with money in her pocket, four kunai and an increasingly paranoid, twitchy coworker.

He stayed.

Aiko considered leaving without saying anything. It wasn't really her business. But they hadn't been a bad team- he looked like hired muscle and drew the attention, while she looked like another vapid rich kid slumming and hit the people who were still looking suspiciously at the genin. It wasn't a bad system, although it was one in which he was tragically disposable if his partner didn't care to watch his back.

'It is not going to be long before he runs into someone he can't handle. He looks big and scary, but he's just a baby, really.'

"You should probably get out while you're ahead," Aiko commented as she counted up her pay notes. "You're not cut out for this." The genin stood abruptly and walked out without comment.

'Fine. I tried.'

The next jobs she picked up were head-hunting gigs. They paid without any questions and she didn't risk making any friends.

Months passed in that way. Aiko slipped around the cracks of human refuse, slumming at the bottom of the barrel and taking missions that were advertised as better for a team. There was increased risk and hard nights without sleep, but she made bank by pocketing pay meant for more people. She saved up a fair bit of money.

It was… Thrilling and satisfying, actually. But lonely, yeah. She tried summoning her dogs- it didn't work. She could summon other animals, but not the ones she knew and cared about it. That was a harder blow than the loss of her Konoha citizenship, truth be told. She could probably go back if she really wanted to, and worm her way into the lives of people she might eventually miss. But if Mitsuo and Hōseki weren't answering her call, it meant that they were unable to.

They were never going to be able to.

Melancholy, Aiko spent far too much money in a bar that night. Nothing cheered her up- not the alcohol, not fleecing civilians at dart games, and not throwing an offended patron through a window when she became increasingly buzzed and forget to downplay her aim.

'I haven't heard anything about Zabuza in a while,' Aiko mused. 'I'll treat myself. Do something fun. Just be a real shithead. Then I'll check in on him.'

Still tipsy, she checked into a dive hotel for the night and tried to judge her location on the decent map of Hiraishin tags she'd made in the time she'd been stranded.

She determined that her geographical abilities were lacking enough that she would not attempt to relocate herself to a safehouse she hadn't been to in years while buzzed.

Sober, the next morning, on the other hand, Aiko seamlessly tugged on reality. It deposited her in the attic of the Akatsuki safehouse she'd been aiming for.

Aiko shrugged. Close enough. She jogged down the stairs and idly held up a hand in greeting when she passed by an open bedroom door. "Yo."

Iwa no Deidara grunted in response. By the time he'd jerked his head back up with a, "Wait, what?" Aiko was stepping into the kitchen in search of liquids that would chase off her hangover.

"Morning." Aiko nodded, keeping her tone bored.

Kisame opened his mouth and let coffee splash onto the table. He gave her a bewildered look.

'More cautious than I thought. He's probably wondering who brought me, and if Pein will kill him for attacking me. For all he knows, I'm a new hire, or someone from management.'

"Need a rag?" Still pretending that she belonged there, Aiko pulled open the top drawer, rolled her eyes at the measuring cups inside, and then tried another drawer down. The ex-Mist nin accepted the cloth she tossed.

'Don't smile. Don't. It'll undermine what I have going on here.'

She could feel her lips twitch. It was okay. She was turned away enough that he couldn't see it. Aiko controlled her expression and pulled down a teacup and saucer. When she turned around, she was all business. "Is there anything half-decent?"

The Mist Nuke-nin nodded cautiously, jerking his shoulder toward a cupboard. "I'd avoid the ocha. It's old. The rest is fine."

Uchiha Itachi wandered into the kitchen, made himself a bowl of green tea ice cream, and left without acknowledging her presence. It took half an hour for Pein to notice the intrusion, or to decide to deal with it. When the most familiar Path strode into the kitchen, Aiko was in the middle of checking the math in Kisame's checkbook.

"Kunoichi."

Aiko waved him off. "Just a minute," she said distractedly. "Thanks."

Inconspicuously, Kisame pushed his chair away from hers. He didn't reach out to pull away his checks, though.

"I do not repeat myself." Pein intoned darkly.

'Oh god, this is too easy.'

She cupped a hand to her ear. "Sorry, what?" Aiko mimed confusion. "I didn't hear that."

"I do not-" Pein cut his automatic response off, giving her a downright vicious glare.

'Moron.'

Aiko leapt across the table and tackled Pein to the ground.

Or, like, that was the idea. Instead she smacked into him with about the result she'd expect from charging a wall. The teacup in her hand even shattered from the collision, leaving her holding onto a curved shard the length of her bent finger. Because she was in fact a kunoichi and not a professional wrestler, Aiko flipped away and flung her kunai. They tik-tik-tik-tikt into the walls as he dodged them, moving all the way around her.

Which was, you know, fine. Because she now had two kunai embedded in the east wall, one in the south, and one in the west wall, and they were all Hiraishin.

Pein really literally did not see her coming. She appeared behind him, already jabbing her piece of broken glass forward and up through his brain stem.

'It's not really him anyway.' Aiko stepped back hastily to avoid the falling body; because Pein's favorite corpse to puppet around was super heavy with metal and what was probably ten years of slow rot.

The actual Pein was probably blinking somewhere from the sudden loss of sight and kicking at his wheelchair.

'I bet he's so confused.'

She cackled, tossing her head back and letting her blood-stained china fall from her hand.

"Serves you right, asshole," Aiko wheezed. "With your creepy jutsu and shit." She controlled herself enough to bend and wiggle out one of the metal piercings powering the corpse. She was kinda curious about how that worked. It wasn't really her style to be so far removed from a fight (that seemed like it would take the fun out of things) but it never hurt to pick up a technique.

Kisame cleared his throat just as she tucked the jewelry into her bra for safekeeping. Aiko turned around to see that he was holding out a clean teacup with a suspiciously neutral expression.

"Thank you." She took it. She let him pour her a new cup.

'Well, he did come from Mist. I think succession does traditionally go that way.'

"What now?" Hoshigaki Kisame was completely unfazed. Perhaps he could be described as politely interested, but that would be a stretch.

Aiko shrugged. The answer was obvious. 'Pein will regroup and come charging in here, a lot more prepared this time, at which point I will get the hell out of town.'

Of course, she knew that, and Konan would know that, but no one else would. It wasn't like Pein went around explaining the fundaments of his techniques and letting the implied weaknesses hang in the air.

"I'm taking command of this boyband," Aiko decided, spinning her now empty cup around the table with a finger. "You will be the cool one. Kakuzu-kun can be the one with a beard; Deidara-san is the eye candy, and Konan-chan is our manager. Oro- is Orochimaru here? If so, he's our androgynous, hypnotically dangerous backup singer." She pretended to think, tapping at her chin. "And Itachi-kun can just go home and think about his life choices."

Kisame eyed her up for a long moment. He shrugged without offering comment.

There was a snigger. "I am the cute one," Iwa no Deidara agreed from the door, delighted. He stepped over Pein's feet and pulled out a chair with an obnoxious scraping sound. "So who the hell are you, yeah?"

"Aiko, pleased to meet you." She favored him with a nod. Both men stiffened a little when she clapped her hands as loudly as possible. She injected seriousness into her tone. "Okay! So. The actual plan." They waited. She noted that Uchiha Itachi and Akasuna no Sasori were listening from another room. "You will play the biwa," Aiko decided, pointing at Kisame with her whole hand. He lifted an eyebrow. "Deidara-san, you're on percussion. I'm talking controlled explosions, in the crowd, laying down the beat."

The blonde leaned forward, enraptured. Someone, probably Sasori, made a disgusted sound from the back of their throat. Kisame just shrugged, not protesting or agreeing.

And Pein was moving toward her position fast, angry and covering a lot of ground. Aiko made one last brilliant attempt to baffle them with bullshit, forcing her body language to remain loose and untroubled as she got up to rinse out her cup. "Anyway, eat your vegetables and look both ways before you cross the street. Tell Konan that I'm sorry about her shoes when you see her." She probably cut off her last word, using Hiraishin to flee the country when Pein blew through the front wall.

#vapors #uzumaki aiko #electrasev5n #ninja daily #fanfiction #naruto fanfiction #clarity #AIC #Aiko in Canon

[yurigalactica]

6,9,16,19,32,51,69,70 sorry for doing a bunch again but I rotate you in my head so it's super cool to be able to just. Ask things about you yanno. U don't have to answer any that make u uncomfortable ofc, but yea :)

don't worry jinx you're all good!! i love sitting down and word vomiting into tumblr it's very fun!! kicking my feet and giggling type beat yknow? 6. How do you want to die?

to be honest, the concept of death scares me to death (ehehehe you see what i did there???) and so i hope that whenever the time comes, it's peaceful. and i hope by that time i feel content with the outcome of my life and feel like i've lived it to the fullest.

9. Do you bite your nails?

nope!

16. How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

to be honest? i'm fucking starving. i desperately need cheez its you dont understand how dire the situation is /j

19. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

yet another one i think about a lot. if you asked me this question a year ago, i would have done it in a heartbeat, because back in my sophomore year of high school (coming back from quarantine) i developed really bad anxiety and coped by essentially shutting everything and everyone out. and after i came out of that experience i was so ashamed and embarrassed for so long that it left me sitting for hours in my room stewing in a sea of dread so thick that i could hardly swim. though now that i'm several years removed from that point in my life, i don't think i would go back in time. because even though i still wish i did things differently back then, i don't see it as a point of shame anymore, but rather just a thing that happened. a thing that i learned from. a thing that helped me grow.

32. What is your favourite color?

my favorite color has been purple ever since i was a little kid! though as i've grown up i've really come to love green as well :D

51. Favourite food?

i always have SUCH a hard time answering this question, so i'm gonna give a couple answers. for the first one i need to provide some context: a family friend of mine was born and raised in japan, and every couple of months she spends an entire day making authentic gyoza (think: potstickers) from scratch, and then invites my family over. and ohohoho, let me tell you, my entire family is in the car ready to go IMMEDIATELY when we get invited to those dinner parties. she is genuinely so talented and they turn out absolutely divine every time. genuinely a religious experience eating those

and another one of my favorite foods has gotta be acai bowls (i cant do the accent thingy i'm typing on my laptop rn i'm so sorry). i just discovered the magic and wonder of a fully-loaded, banger-ass acai bowl two months ago when i went on vacation. my family all went to the beach together and after a while we decided to head back to our hotel, and on the way there we happened upon a tiny little stand restaurant that sold wraps and salads and stuff that had the ingredients gathered from the farm down the street. so i got a wrap (and damn, that wrap was good, but that's not the point here). after i finished my wrap my mom went back and bought one of the acai bowls they had. not expecting anything special, i took a bite. and holy. fucking. shit. in that moment i ascended and knew that i had been blessed by apollo himself. that was a defining moment in my life. a core memory. a canon event, if you will. ever since then i have never hesitated to grab a nice cold acai bowl and load it up with granola, coconut flakes, chocolate chips, fresh fruit, dried goji berries and honey. it's so good. holy shit you have to try it.

oh and i like pasta too

69. Do you believe in soulmates?

i think i do. i used to think about soulmates a lot actually, and imagined that whenever i was staring up at the moon outside my bedroom window every night and wondering who my soulmate was the guy of my dreams would be doing the same thing wherever he was. but since then i've come to the realization that i'm not straight, and somewhere along the line i guess i just stopped imagining the soulmate scenario. i've never been in a relationship before, or even come close to being in one. but i'm moving to a new city next month, living on my own for the first time. maybe i'll finally find them there. fingers crossed

70. Is there anyone you would die for?

my little brother and sister, without hesitation. they're annoying, they piss me off constantly, and there's never a moment where we aren't arguing about something--but they're both genuinely two of my best friends. they're both several years younger than me, so i have seen the entirety of their lives. i've watched them grow up and seen them reach milestones that i remember reaching myself. i remember the little chubby-cheeked nugget phase that only exists in old photographs, and i remember the gradual change that brought them to where they are now: teenagers, learning more and more about themselves and the things they love. my little sister who grew up enraptured by frozen now loves my hero academia and has just started reading fanfiction, and i'm there to listen to her ramble about her favorite ones. my little brother who used to lie on the floor playing with hotwheels all day is now DMing his very own DND campaign in a sprawling universe that his friends built slowly over the course of three years. they've both come so far and i can't even begin to express how proud i am of them. i would genuinely take a bullet for them. but don't tell them i said any of this or else they will tease me to the ends of the earth.

#Jinx-Blackout-84 #ask game #the homies

[sunshineler]

I'm really sorry to hear about the panic attack 🥺 but uhhh if you want to share the brands of the vape/edibles someone might be interested in reaching those levels of wetness (asking for a friend) (that friend is me)

it’s okay! I got through it haha

mosa x blood orange .510 thread vape by Endgame

watermelon & goji berry THRUST gummies by Ace Valley

these are available legally in Ontario and usually are a ton of fun! Just don’t overdo it after a bad day like I did and you should be fine

#rae rambles #rae answers

[oi-isha-oi]

Are you planning on making any ship kids?

....okay I'm sorry but last I checked I disabled anon asks what the fuck happened did my Tumblr glitched or something (I have my own personal reasons why I want to know who asks me questions if I ever get them and sorry I'm getting fussy but I have bad experiences relating to it so yeah)

All right to answer your question,

Goji and Mothra are gonna have a son

F.Muto and M.Muto have twins

Rodan and Ni adopted a calico and a corgi

#zilo talks #mothzilla #female muto #male muto #muto #rodorah #nidan

[phdmama]

I want to play!

moonflower - how could I let that one get away without claiming it?

And if you have the energy, any or all of winterberry , lady’s slipper, and apricot drift

Awww thanks darling!! xox

moonflower: what’s your favorite color?

As is my bisexual privilege, I will choose more than one. I love cool colors (they work best with my skintones), so I love deep greens, darker teals, rose, purples, some pinks. That sort of stuff!

winterberry: do you bite or lick your ice cream?

LICK OMG. I have sensitive teeth and sensory issues and the thought of biting into ice cream is HORRIFYING to me. Like, you do you, if that's your thing but no thanks.

lady’s slipper: what did you have for breakfast today?

I mean, technically vanilla cinnamon coffee with a little sploosh of cream since I didn't end up getting to eat until 2:30 but when I did eat, I had a big bowl of this with goji berries swapped in for currents. It's actually really really good! And I also had hummus and pretzel snaps.

apricot drift; how do you feel right now?

Honestly, I am exhausted. I've got some funky health thing going on, and it's not totally clear what's happening. It most likely will be okay (especially since if it's the Bad Thing, we've gotten to it early) but probably will Have an Impact and I've basically been in deep panic and PTSD mode since Tuesday (trauma is just so FUCKING EXHAUSTED MY GOD), and this morning I woke up at 3 am and that was it so yeah. I'm really tired, physically, mentally, and emotionally. (Sorry if that was too heavy and more real than desired!)

xox

[iron-heels]

PEP I'M SORRY I PLANTED MORE GOJIS AND -- (he's regretting his decision.)

“…What? WHAT DID YOU DO, TONY!? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY GOJIS!?”

#LMAO WHAT IS HAPPENING #ironsguilt #only twelve percent serious [crack]

[hrodvitnon]

Ichi: Word of fuckin advice- only one you'll ever get from me. Stay away from the monkey.

Goji: Why? What's with him?

He looks over at Kong who's introducing himself to Vivienne, the Chens, Rodan, Maia, and Mothra. For an ape, he's been very tame and cordial so far- he was a little quiet, but weren't they all?

Ichi: Psychic. He can read minds.

Goji: Huh?? Did he read yours?

Ichi: He knew about the horns.

Goji: The- ohhhh.

Ichi: And the tail. And the two dicks. And the double prostate-

Goji: Jesus, what?! He's got you fucking marked.

Ichi: I know! I hate it. And I know you didn't say anything because if you did…

Goji: I didn't! I swear!

Ichi: Good. I'm sure Rodan would love to know how to make your leg hike like a bitch in heat…

Goji: Yeah, I get it. But how can an ape be a psychic??

Ichi: I dunno… but if he knows mine- I gotta find his…

He looks towards Andrews, and idea popping into his head…

Ichi: Ay, I lent you a twenty the other day; pay up.

Goji: Uh- why now?

Ichi: I'm buying off the girl- gimmie a beer as well.

Goji: Great Founding Titan, this'll be good.

He hands him a twenty and a beer from the fridge, Ichi stalks towards Andrews.

Ichi: Hello, new arrival! Can I just say how nice it is to finally have fresh company? I've gotten to know everyone that's already here so well by now, what's your name?

Andrews: Oh, hi! I'm Andrews!

Ichi: Ichi. Arrival gift, just for you.

He holds out the beer.

Andrews: Oh, thank you!

She grabs the top, and Ichi pulls her close so he's at her ear.

Ichi: What's his weak-spot?

Andrews: Fucking what?

Ichi: What'll make him squeal? What'll get him to really cry out like a bitch? He ticklish? Got any special spots we don't?

Andrews: Uhhh- oh- just now noticing the twenty…

Kong: And I'm just now noticing the snake in the room…

Ichi: Shit.

He immediately backs off, Kong staring daggers into him.

Ichi: Uhhh- heheh.

Kong: Insecure? Couldn't leave well enough alone?

Ichi: Hey, fair is fair!

Kong: Jeez dude, no it's not. I already know everyone's weaknesses anyways- wasn't gonna say or do anything about em unless it was consensual.

Mothra: Do you, now? Tell us what you think they are, why don't you? We're all mates here.

Kong: Uh- ok.

Kong: Godzilla's got sensitive gills; you've got sensitive wings; the three lightning stooges get all moany when you stroke their horns or pull their tails, also they have two dicks and two prostates to pump them with; Rodan's got a sensitive chest; Tiamat's got sensitive frills; and the Skullcrawlers like having their tails tugged too.

Godzilla chokes on his beer, Mothra goes wide eyed, Tiamat snaps backwards over the couch, and the crawlers jaws all drop to the floor.

Rodan: I'm sorry, WHAT?? All this time, I thought I was the only one with a quirk like that!?

Vivienne: Uh- yeah- I never knew that either.

Mothra: Ok to be fair I was planning on telling you eventually, but how did he know??

Ichi: HE'S A PSYCHIC SNAKE! HE CAN GET ALL OF OUR SECRETS ON A DIME!

Vivienne: …what

Andrews laughs along with this for a second before firmly taking the beer from Ichi. The humans and Rodan are all joking about it while every other Titan looks like they want to murder Kong in various ways.

Andrews: Oh, by the way- he's got sensitive nipples. Also, he's a virgin out the back, if you know what I mean.

Instantly; Ichi, Ni, San, and Goji's visions snaps on Kong with devilish grins.

Ghidorah & Godzilla: Oh, is he now...

Kong: Hey, traitor!

Andrews: All's fair in love and war!

She holds up the twenty, uncaps the beer, and takes a seat in the corner to watch the chaos unfold…

Hopefully Kong's natural intuition regarding sweet spots will assist him, because this party might be a little more than he can handle~

#frostbite814 #in the footsteps of shamhat #spicy~! #en ess eff dubya

[mostlymaddie]

Sorry I'm Allergic

A/N: Okay so warning this has smut also I started this at 4:30pm and now it's 4:24am like this looks like it was done in one second Harry always made sure everything in his life was how he preferred it. If he wanted something he got it, if he wanted certain things changed they were changed in a heartbeat. Now, Harry wasn't cocky about it this was just something he had grown accustom to, so getting what ever he wanted came like second nature. Although it wasn't just him getting "special treatment" he made sure his family always had what they needed in a matter of seconds. The only thing Harry actually wanted was someone to be with, share his thoughts with, and put his love into. Don't get me wrong, Harry put his life and soul into his music no questions asked but he just wanted someone  that could share their feelings with him and every thought they had ever come across. And that's where you came along, well in Harry's book. When Harry first saw you it was at a smoothie place near his house. You were ordering a Groovy Goji with a grilled chicken wrap. Harry didn't know what attracted him to you he didn't think it was your face seeing half of it were covered by Hangover styled Aviators. Maybe it was your voice, while it did sound beautiful it was the perfect mix of nasally, soft, and filled with confidence. The only words he heard there 'goji' 'also' 'chicken' since the strong wind was impairing most of his hearing. Goji and chicken sounded great to Harry but that wasn't it either. So Harry decided it was the way you carried yourself, you stood tall and determined not to mention the natural glow you had. Harry quickly ordered his food and sat at the table in front of you hoping to catch a glimpse of your face. A little after you both got settled you took off your sunglasses and he finally saw your full face. Harry was completely floored, it was obvious your beauty wasn't the reason you attracted him but it was just a little bonus to finally see your face. Harry sipped on his antioxidant smoothie and tried to get a your attention buy dropping things and and coughing very loudly but you never made an effort to look up. Harry grow frustrated very quickly, everyone in the damned store looked at him with the "Oh my gosh it's the Harry Styles" but the one girl he wanted wouldn't even glance at him. As said before Harry always got what he wanted, right now Harry wanted this girl to notice him and he got none of that. A hour passed of Harry ordering numerous drinks and still no contact from this girl. When he almost gave up the girl closed her laptop, shoved it in her bag and walked toward the door. "See you again Y/N" the barista called out behind her. So that was her name it most definitely fit her face. Now Harry had a name and a face but he still seeked more. It was obvious he could have came back tomorrow and seen you, the barista's words as evidence, but that just wasn't enough. So the only thing that made sense to Harry was to follow you yes full on stalker follow you. Harry made sure you were out of sight of the shop windows before towing after you. He pressed in his mind which direction you were going he all so made sure he was a good ten feet behind you at all times. While in this pursuit of you he's learned a lot if things, everyone and he means everyone knew who were he watched as you received "Hi Y/N!" "Hello love, how are ya?" You replied with smiles, waves, and answers to those question. This whole ordeal made Harry more curious as to who you are. As he pondered who you might be he didn't notice you stopped and turned to face him, causing Harry to crash into you. "Okay listen here mister, I let it slide when you stared at me back at the shop even when you followed me for two blocks. But now you're just being creepy so can you just please leave me alone?" Harry's heart dropped down to his stomach, blinded by the thought of this girl he completely forgot right and wrong. For god's sake he had followed this poor girl. " 'M so sorry. I didn't mean ta freak yeh out I just wanted to talk to yeh." Harry explained. "Mmm really? Ever tried 'Hey wanna talk'?" "I'm sorry. Can I please make it up to you? I just wanna talk to yeh a bit. Maybe over a goji berry smoothie?" Harry proposed, hoping for a positive response. "Nope sorry I'm allergic" with that she turned on her heel and kept walking down the street. Harry had properly blew it and he was more than frustrated. On his walk home he thought about what he could do to try and make the situation better. The last thing Harry wanted to do was leave a bad taste in your mouth, that's when he thought about the barista's words "See you again Y/N!" Harry woke up the next day with a plan already in his head, it wasn't that elaborate but it was a start. He woke up and put on his best outfit, with the help of his sister, and walked to the shop that got him in the mess in the first place. Harry ordered his antioxidant smoothie and a sandwich for himself with a groovy goji and a grilled chicken wrap for Y/N. Merely minutes later you walked in  "Hey! Over here." Harry called. You looked in the direction of the voice, once you saw who it was you tried to leave immediately, but Harry was too fast. "Please jus sit down with meh so we can talk." "No, I don't talk to people like you." Harry has never gotten that response before when he asked to talk to someone. This girl really put up a challenge but that just enticed him more. "Just because 'm famous doesn't mean 'm stuck up if tha's what yeh think" Y/N looked up at Harry with dulled slow blinking eyes. "Famous?" she chuckled " When I said people like you I meant creepy, if we're being honest here I have no idea who you are." Now that was a huge blow to Harry's ego, not only did she not know him, she called him creepy. "Yeh don't know who I am? 'M Harry Styles I'm from the band One Direction well I'm doing my own thing for the time being but." Y/N racked her brain for 'Harry Styles' or 'One Direction' but nothing came up. Of course Y/N didn't live under a rock she always knew the latest songs and Netflix TV shows but she had never heard of Harry and his band. Now she was being pursued by this hot shot since yesterday that she hasn't heard of mainly because their prime years were covered by her emo phase which left no room for boy bands. Since My Chemical Romance and One Direction didn't mesh well on a playlist she was left completely clueless "Yeah dude, I don't know who you are." Harry sighed but maybe this was a good thing, since Y/N didn't know him she may not associate him with the womanizer image that didn't represent him at all. "Okay well maybe we could chat about it ovar some food and such?" Y/N thought about it, if this guy really was a creep she could rely on the employees to save her since she's on a first name basis with all of them and even texts a few of the baristas from time to time. There was no doubt his name held weight because yesterday everyone flocked to him as soon as they walked in. At first she just thought he was a local like her self but some people asked for pictures and autographs, she thought that was odd but the letter she was writing to her brother overseas was way more important than some pretty boy local. After a long sigh Y/N says "I guess so." with a smile that made Harry's heart flutter. Harry lead you to the table where your food was set up " I got what I heard you order yesterday. That's not really helping the creep case but." Harry said while he sat her down and pushed her chair into the table. "Yeah no it's fine, really sweet actually." Harry and Y/N talked about a lot first was about his first band and his experience on the X Factor. Harry's talk lead more into One Direction and the great times he's had with all four guys and even giving Y/N insight on some of the worst. Then Harry let Y/N have the spotlight where she talked about her upbringing. She told Harry just about every embarrassing story in her life because that's what made him laugh the most. Y/N and Harry talked the whole entire day, in fact they didn't even notice until one of the employees told them the place was closing. They walked outside the shop to bid a goodbye to one another but they both didn't want the night to end so Harry had an idea "Come ovar my place for a bit? We could talk some more." Harry leaned his forehead on to hers and intertwined their fingers. "Yeah" Harry and Y/N walked back to his house, they talked some more about TV shows Harry spewed out his favorite in a heartbeat since he barely watched TV but he always had a few he tuned to immediately. Y/N however recommend every show on HGTV like Flip or Flop and Vintage Flip just to name a few. Harry never heard of these shows but seeing the excitement in her eyes made him want to watch them more so they agreed to watch it when they got to his place. They got to his place in a matter of minutes he ushered her in just incase any paps were waiting to catch a glimpse of him."So this is my place, it's not much but I call it home." This place looked beautiful to Y/N different art pieces decorated the white walls, different crystals sat on side tables each were different in shapes and sizes but were all connected by a common color of red. The living room and a color plan of yellow, black, and red it was weird but Harry made it work. The two walked to his couch and took a seat "Now show me this House Hunters you go on about." After about four episodes and Harry yelling at the wifes when they complained about the light fixtures our the shower head, the two found themselves cuddling on his couch. Y/N lifted her self from his chest to get to his face "H, calm down show's fake anyways she's just bitchin' for no reason." Harry looked up at her, her eyes were glazed over and her hair was a hot mess because Harry ran his fingers through her hair, getting it tangled, but she looked absolutely adorable. "It is? Tha's upsetting." Y/N chuckled and started to ramble about something but Harry was too focused on her lips, they were puffy and looked so soft Harry couldn't help himself. Harry reached up to capture her lips Y/N was caught off guard but it felt right and she quickly melted into the kiss. This wasn't the 'sparks are flying' 'fireworks in my stomach' type of kisses because those just didn't happen, but this was the best kiss Y/N has ever had in her life no doubt. Push came to shove and they're in his living room making out like horny teenagers.Y/N was the one to break the kiss "Can we, I don't know. Go to your room or something?" she said gasping for air Harry didn't hesitate before he lifted Y/N up and wrapped her thighs around him. He ran upstairs and dropped Y/N on the bed before crawling over her. "So beautiful love, jus' layin' here fo' meh." Harry kissed her cheek trailing down to her jawline then neck. Y/N started to moan when he sucked a sweet spot under her ear. "Oh babe that feels amazing!" she moaned and grabbed a hold of his hair. Her moans ignited something in Harry that caused him to rut his cock on her thigh. Harry made sure he had two beautifully colored marks on her neck and collar bone before continuing. He lifted the bottom of her shirt to under her breast. Harry kissed, sucked, and kitten licked her lower stomach. Different profanities including fuck and shit leaving her mouth her skirt created no barrier as Harry continued his assault while rubbing her panty clad clit. Y/N took her shirt off and massaged her breast through her bra "Fuck Harry do something please I need you!" Harry decided to give her what she wanted, he reached up to undo the clasps on her bra and slid it off her arms. "You're such a fooken sight to see petal. Your tits are so perfect, let me get us situated then I'll get back to those, okay beautiful?" Harry went down to her lower region he pulled down the zipper on her skirt and slid them down her legs. Then Harry leaned in to place a kiss her her clit he licked and sucked as much as he could seeing she still had underwear on. "Sweetheart, these little thongs yeh have on are so beautiful pet, bet they make ya ass look incredible. In fact turn around and let me see it babe." Y/N whined "Baby please I just want you in me please H I'll do anything!" "Love when I say do something, yeh do it. I don't wanna spank that pretty ass red. But I will." Y/N groaned but turned around on her stomach. "Christ sweetheart I was right." Y/N's ass was beautiful it was the perfect size for Harry her ass turned Harry's semi hard straight into a raging hard on. He dove into her ass, Harry licked and kissed under her left ass cheek while the right hand grabbed onto her other ass cheek. Y/N never thought someone paying this much attention to her ass would feel so good but now that it's happened she doesn't want to have sex again if it didn't include this part. Most of her moans were muffled by Harry's pillows but they both knew how aroused she was especially Harry since he could smell her dipping in between her legs. "Sweetheart, yeh smell absolutely wonderful take off those pretty panties fo' meh." While Y/N took care of that, Harry quickly stripped out of his clothes, leaving his cock angry red and throbbing. Harry laid down between her spread legs as she still laid. Harry spread her pussy lips apart and blew cold air on her opening. "Har baby that feels so good, you're doing me so good but please baby fuck me." "In a second love." Harry tongued her entrance. He took his time while he ate her out he'd smack her ass a few times just to watch it bounce luckily it turned her on so it was a win-win. After Harry ate her to the verge of tears "Harry baby I'm gonna cum I'm so close babe I'm right there jus- Harry!" "Yeh aren't cummin' 'till I'm deep inside you pet. But I got one more thing to do." Harry flipped her over to see her face, her face was flushed she she was sweating, not to mention the tears going down her face. Harry cooed and wiped her tears away "I'll let you cum in a second pet, just let me play with those pretty tits first." Harry leaned up to circle his tongue around her nipples, making them hard. He took her pointed nipples in between his teeth and tugged on them. Y/N wanted him to fuck her so bad but this felt almost as good almost. "Harry please fuck me!" "Okay love I gotcha. Hand meh a condom outta that drawer." after Harry got the condom on he rubbed the head of his cock on her slit. He got whines in return from Y/N so he finally thrusted in. "Fuck Harry! You're so big my gosh fuck me baby" The words coming from her mouth made him thrust faster, her cunt was heavenly around his cock since he had a condom on he couldn't feel everything he'd like but he still felt on top of the world inside of her. Harry held her legs at his hips then reached down to capture this girls lips. Harry got his deepest and thrusted his hardest into Y/N and he could cum at any second. "Harry please I'm almost there!" that's all he needed before reaching down to rub her clit. That's what pushed her over the edged, Y/N came on his cock "Tha's it baby cum all over Daddy's cock I got you pet I'm right here." Y/N's climax crashed down on her while Harry's followed shortly after. Harry laid down beside his lover. "Stay tha night, I'll make you breakfast in the morning and maybe we can have a round two." Y/N obviously didn't need to think twice about this offer. "Okay but next time I want to be in charge." "I think we can work sum out."

#harry styles #harry styles smut #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #one direction

[agirlnamedally]

What did you eat yesterday/today Ally?? Need vegan food inspiration as I'm not craving anything in particular nowadays so basically just been eating chocolate and chips ?? oops

Oh boy I am the least inspiring person to ask about food lolI woke up at a friends house and for breakfast we just had tea, coffee and cereal (they had weetbix, I had some other fruity muesli with yogurt). At home I've since made a little lunch thing with greens, beans, tomato, potato (😏😏) and smacked on things like goji berries, more green tea, probably some other things I can't remember.Sorry for being the worst vegan blogger ever with a super lame boring diet 🙂🙂

[hrodvitnon]

The recent ask has me thinking...

In the event that the tie from a few asks ago of mine results in no deaths (and is in the future), it's gonna be an awkward/tense as hell dinner/meeting for the Abraxas Crew and Heisei, especially since they now kinda know what he's truly capable of, and won't try to mock him at every turn. He's still gonna be a pariah for being a dimensional foreigner who beat up/killed a good few of the Titans, and thus has earned their ire in more ways than one.

I'd imagine Heisei would still be beloved by humanity for having technically stopped the genocide, and he'll be annoyed by this attention (which I have no doubt Bio-Maddie or Monster X will use against him in a passive-aggressive way).

(BTW, I will continue the revamped timeline to continue the Rewritted Halted Genocide Route more soon enough)

Wait, a tie? Is this the one where MV!Goji doesn't die? It's been long enough that I forgot (sorry about that), but I'm assuming he's still alive in some form if the Abraxas Crew is actually willing to have "meetings" with Heisei!Goji. I'm just imagining him grumbling about all the attention he gets from humans being such a pain and Bio!Maddie blatantly snarking "Oh, you DON'T like people worshiping you for murder? I NEVER would have guessed! Here I thought Charles Manson was the only psycho to get fan mail!"

And Heisei just looks at her and goes "...I don't know what this Charles Manson thing is, but it sounds distressing. And an unfair comparison. Also, humans worship murderers? What the hell is wrong with them??"

(Heisei is forbidden from attending the Monster X family's summer barbecues, after what he did to Rodan. That part I did remember.)

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[hrodvitnon]

Hrodvitnon’s asleep, time for Quetz and Rodan blindsiding Monster X. Rodan learns that Quetzalcoatl has woken up, and drags Monster X along to meet him. The MOMENT the two meet is immediately followed by Monster X witnessing both Titans talking fluently in several dead languages, recounting a few stories from ages long past (Quetzal cutting his dick off one time, Rodan’s other adoptions) and they don’t even get a chance to talk before Rodan introduces them to Quetzal. It was a strange time.

Quetzalcoatl: So, good to meet you! I imagine you have some questions?

Monster X: ...so myths mention a sister of yours...

Quetzalcoatl: I've had several sisters, but go on.

Monster X: Well, I'm sorry, this is going to sound weird, but there's a story where Tezcaltipoca did something to piss you off, so you got drunk and... kind of... with your sister...

Quetzalcoatl: My, but humans have such a colorful imagination.

While Rodan's over on a perch doing his stretches or preening himself, Quetzal shares some tips for Monster X to pull on Rodan next time they get intimate...

Of course, on the flip side, Leo apologizes for all the times he whacked Na Kika in the face with his head and tail on the trip home.

With how old Goji is, it's probably more likely he was almost gored in the face by the Anteater Titan at some point in his youth; you know that clip of an anteater T-Posing as a final warning? Ever since, Goji views any T-Pose as an invitation for atomic fire...

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[hrodvitnon]

Ok, final little ask that you can answer when November ends:

-In this crossover of previous scenarios, Heisei & Final Wars Goji are summoned by an R.O.B, who requests the two of them to try and seek redemption for what they did, and that should clue you in that the two are from the Halted Genocide Route V.1 & V.2. Heisei is quick to agree as he still has a lot of guilt for robbing the Abraxasverse crew of their loved one and wants to make things right at last, while Final Wars is less willing, but decides to entertain the idea so that he can also be forgiven for killing his variant of MV!Goji.

-The R.O.B sends them to a Post-Abraxas timeline a few months after the finale, and they group up to discuss what they will do before meeting the 3rd variant of their MonsterVerse counterpart:

Heisei!Goji: Okay, here's the plan, we'll greet them as kindly as we can without sounding (or looking for that matter) hostile, and gradually and gently tell them of what we did. Hope they don't try to kill us if they think we're here to kill Gojira...

FW!Goji: Tch, why should we coddle them like that? We should get the truth out and get this stupid shit over with...

Heisei!Goji: Because-! We are here to atone for killing him! TWICE! You at least should have some respect for the guy! He not only is king in this world, he has a family & friends to care and be there for.

FW!Goji: He's just a weakling who let those soft-hearted fools let his guard down! But....I will try to show some restraint when we meet him again.

Heisei!Goji: You better, this is our only chance to prove ourselves worthy of being his friends instead of killers....

-They approached the family, who were in the midst of basking in the sunlight of the day, Heisei greets them with an *ahem* and a hello. Everyone becomes shocked at two creatures who resembled Godzilla standing there, and quickly become curious/suspicious of the duo, but Heisei Goji introduces himself:

Heisei!Goji: Hello! I am Godzilla, I know it sounds a little confusingly to all of you, but I will explain.

MV!Goji: Hmmm, go on.

Heisei!Goji: To summarize, I am you from another universe, it sounds crazy, but its true-and my partner here is from a second alternate universe. Say hello my friend.

FW!Goji: Hello there....other me.

Heisei!Goji: We are here because we want to....make-up from some mistakes the two of us did...to you and your family.

*Monster X perks up at Heisei's hesitance*

Monster X: Hold on, what did you do to Godzilla and us for you to say that?

Heisei!Goji: Well....you see, we kinda-.....we sort of....we-

FW!Goji: *To MV* The two of us killed you in separate timelines.

Everyone: WHAT?!

*FW gets blasted in tha face by Heisei's atomic breath*

Heisei!Goji: THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!

FW!Goji: *Grumbles* I just stated what needed to be known, I'm not one to hold back on what I say, unlike you.

Heisei!Goji: Great, and now they are very suspicious....alright, let's do this.

*Heisei explains to Goji, Mothra, Shin, Monster X, & Junior on what happened in the two alternate timelines where he & Final Wars came from, and the unfortunate events that led them to kill that timeline's version of MV!Goji. It was confusing and shocking for the family to digest (especially the Gojiran in question) but they eventually understood most of what Heisei said*

Monster X: So let me get this straight....you arrived in a time when my God/father figure was trying to wipe out mankind & you appeared while he was in the middle of doing it. You tried to both greet, and calm him down, but he attacked you-so the two of you fought, you gained the upper hand. After weakening and beating him, you unleashed a Kiss of Death attack on him until he died-ripping his head off too-and then going into hiding when my counterpart tried to kill you? Is that what I feel you're telling me?

Heisei!Goji: Yes, and don't worry, I'm just as confused as you are, but I want to say, that I'm sorry for killing you in rage...would it be fine if we can start over and be friends for once?

MV!Goji:.....Despite that horrifying story about how you killed me, I...am willing to let bygones be bygones, I'll be your friend if you can prove yourself worthy of keeping up.

Heisei!Goji: *With a big, toothy grin* Thank you! I...needed that reassurance.

*Monster X contemplates what she/he heard before turning to FW!Goji*

Monster X: As for you, you participated in a battle royale with no less than 9 other versions of Godzilla and in the end, you killed my God to achieve victory?

FW!Goji: Look, I had no idea he was, I saw him as another enemy to kill, to blow to oblivion before he could do the same to me. And there's the fact I killed my Shin....

Monster X: You what-?!

FW!Goji: A huge mistake on my part that cost me any and all trust with my version of your family, and now I feel like I have a HUGE target on my back for my rule over the Titans in that world.

Monster X: Why would you kill that Shin? Surely he couldn't have done anything wrong!

FW!Goji: To summarize, he entered my territory when I was in a bad mood & extremely paranoid about any of the other Gojis that survived that royale, and next thing you know....

Monster X: .....Ok, I'll be keeping an eye on you from now on.

FW!Goji: Didn't expect anything else.

After everyone leaves to take a nap, the three Godzillas sit down near a beach to discuss the timelines with more clarity...

*To be continued in Part 2*

What do you think?

Almost forgot this was in drafts but the Into the Gojiverse Xmas ask reminded me, so here it is:

Redemption for FW and Heisei Gojis is all well and good... but not like this. Using a Random Omniscient Being to time travel the problem away trivializes the suffering of characters who are hurting, cheapens the hurt of MV!Goji's brutal death, and there's no satisfaction or catharsis. Hell, the R.O.B. started this whole murder square dance to begin with when it popped multiple Gojis out of their home universes for no real reason. other than making MV!Goji a punching bag.

Bear in mind, I'm not saying "don't make characters suffer" because that’d be hypocritical after what I've done in my own writing! Being a writer means making your characters feel pain! But there had to be a purpose to the pain; suffering was a tool to make them rise up. No matter how bad it got, and it got REALLY bad, there was always a plan to elevate Viv n' San so they could overcome their suffering and kick the shit out of their tormenters and show how much stronger they've become. Give both the characters and readers satisfaction and catharsis for sticking through the suffering and seeing the long, grueling journey to the end, you know? If a complicated problem like this can be solved so quickly and easily, and with suspicious convenience, it probably isn’t worth it.

The R.O.B. Time Travel throws away the opportunity for catharsis, and shouldn’t be used as a narrative crutch because of the strong potential for it to become something of a Jerkass Genie or even Jerkass Gods. Don't limit yourself to easy solutions like this, otherwise the sense of stakes and consequences will be lost because "time travel will fix it!" What's more... just because it'll be fixed in one timeline, how do we know it'll have any impact on the timelines the Goji Killers came from? Is it like Chrono Trigger time travel where things will have an impact, or just traveling to a point in time in a parallel universe and nothing changes like in DBZ Abridged? That just opens the possibility for more problems. So, think of this as a test to see you grow as a... writer? Scenario-maker? Whichever you like! Challenge yourself! See if redemption is possible without the R.O.B. or time travel.

After all, if MV!Goji must suffer all the terrible fates he does in these scenarios... why not let his killers suffer just as badly? Why not let FW and Heisei earn their redemptions the long and hard and painful way? If one or even both of them have to die, whether by FW!Goji acknowledging he can never be forgiven no matter what so he dies while fighting some big horrible beastie, or Heisei!Goji accepting it and facing Pyramid Head!Monster X, why not? Fair is fair...

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