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mango-bango-bby · 3 years

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Hello Miss Mango! I requested 💐 with Momo, and idk if you got that request or not but imma re-request is just to make sure!

💐 with Momo where she has a big but secret crush on reader(female please), and on movie night she pays no mind to the TV and starts to finger reader and whispers how much of a crush she has for them 👉👈

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(A/N: I wrote this while listening to Slumber Party by Ashnikko and honestly there is no better song to write something like this too 💖💞 I love writing for Momo and I’m so excited to write for her again!!! I hope you like this, my smut is never really the best 👉👈 But I’m actually really proud of this fic *for once lmao* so I’m excited to see how y’all react to it, so like comment if you want 🥺🥺👉👈)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, NSFW, DUB-CON, manipulation, fingering, mentions of masturbation, slight cum play

Summary: Momo + Roommate AU (Yan!Momo x Fem!reader)

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You snuggle into the fluffy blanket around you and your roommate, Momo. This was a normal occurrence, you two would cuddle under a blanket while watching a movie. You two did this once every few days.

Momo was truly one of the best roommates you could’ve asked for, she was so kind. Offering you a place to live, an incredibly nice place to live too considering how much money she has, for quite a low price. And she was always just so kind to you! She often got you small gifts, helped you with things, made food for you, took care of you while you were ill, she was just the best.

You watch the screen intently, the new rom-com Momo has gotten playing on it. You try not to fall asleep, her hand rubbing your arm and her expensive perfume both comforting you and making you sleepy. You look so cute, falling asleep against Momo’s chest. Momo has honestly been waiting for this moment, a sweet moment to finally show how much she cared for you.

You don’t think anything of it when Momo shifts the way your sitting so you’re sitting a bit closer to her. However confusion sets in your mind when Momo’s delicate and soft hand travels further down your body. “Umm, Momo? What’re you d-doing?” You ask softly, you don’t want to be rude or push her away. After all, she’s done so much for you but the situation at hand isn’t exactly what you want.

“Don’t worry, doll, I’m just showing you that I appreciate you” Momo says, you gently trying to pull her hand away from you but she easily overpowers you. She’s never called you that before, the pet name making your stomach erupt into butterflies. “Darling, you know, I can hear you through my walls? When you touch yourself at night” She says calmly, her fingers rubbing your clit through your thin panties.

Momo can feel your body go rigid at her words, you had no idea she could hear you! You didn’t masturbate often, but when you did, you thought you were being quiet. “It never sounds like you can never finish, can you? You wouldn’t mind if I helped you finish, would you, sweetheart?” Momo asks, one hand pushing your panties to the side and one cupping and toying with your breast.

She was right, you’ve never been able to make your yourself cum. At least not very often. It wasn’t as pleasurable when you were doing it to yourself, but now you have Momo’s slender fingers slowly entering you, they seems longer than yours, gently scissoring their way into you.

“Sto-op” you whimper, letting out shallow breaths, Momo only humming in your ear at your words. It feels so good, she’s good at this. It’s like she knows all of your sweet spots, curling her finger in just the right place to get you to let out a sweet moan. Momo absolutely loves the sounds leaving your lips, she takes her other hand off of your breast, using it to gently brush some of your hair back.

“I love you so much, doll. You’re my sweet darling” Momo absentmindedly speaks, placing sweet kisses into your neck. Her plump lips gently brushing your soft skin. She picks up the pace slightly, listening to your small whimpers of ‘please’ as she curls her fingers against your g-spot. Momo isn’t lying to you, she’s really been in love with you since you moved in here. She thought you were beautiful, but then she fell so hard for you. And with how much of a good girl you were being right now, she fell even harder.

Your breaths and whines speed up along with the black-haired woman’s fingers. You feeling closer and closer to your climax. She was a lot better at this than you were, you hadn’t felt such pleasure before, probably in your life. She just knew your body so well, somehow.

“Let go, darling. Cum for me, I know you can” Momo encourages, her smooth voice making you feel more hot in the moment. Her resting her head on your shoulders, awaiting your climax. It gets closer and closer. Yet it still comes a lot sooner than you were expecting, a wave a pleasure washing over you, you letting out an involuntary moan as your back arches into her touch.

Momo smiles at your state, you after a minute or two collapse against her, resting your head against your chest. She gently takes her fingers out of you, bringing them up to her mouth to taste you for a moment. You taste so good. Momo’ s other hand gently petting your head as a form of slight aftercare.

You were such a good girl for her, she knows she’ll be doing this again soon. After all, you’re hers now.

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

#3k follower event #yandere bnha #yandere smut #soft yandere #yandere momo #Yandere!Momo #yandere momo yaoyorozu #yandere momo x reader #yandere yaoyorozu #yandere yaoyorozu x reader

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sinnerburrito · 2 years

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Second attempt for creating an art for my fic, but idk, Bell isn't creepy enough.

*Spoilers from Cod Black Ops: Cold War and Cod Mobile

Sudno

Chapter 1 of 13:

White Room

In the white room

With black curtains

Near the station

Black roof country,

no gold pavements,

tired starlings

Silver horses

Ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes

Dawnlight smiles on you leaving,

my contentment

White Corridor.

The sterile walls and white light was familiar, did he lived here? Did he came before? The old man in the wheelchair didn't know. The smell of chemicals, the name on the tip of the tongue, chlorine? Alcohol?

Maybe both.

Smoke.

A Cigarette.

Even that you made me do.

A woman in white walked so fast before his eyes could even follow her disappearing steps throught the corridor. How long he was there waiting?

Waiting for what?

For who?

A book.

Two men wait for someone who never comes. They mentioned to him once.

Books, photographs, poof of existence

Loose ends to tie.

A job to do.

He had a job to. They had, he couldn't miss it! Did no one heard him? He had a job to do, he couldn't wait for Godot his whole life.

The wind came with a Song, chimes, a nice ring to it, and with a song a person joined him in his neverending wait for something that never happens

- Is good to see you, Russ.

Big round eyes, why the mask? Was it that cold?

Doubt.

They rolled the mask over his head, using it as a beanie, revealing a pale young face, almost like the woman in white that passed running way smelling like tobacco.

Russ.

R U S S

U S S R

- I barely recognized you, let's get you out of this corridor, is cold here, don't you think? A bit of sunlight wouldn't hurt.

Yeah, it was a bit chilly.

Silence.

Could he talk at all? His hearing wasn't what used to be, but was enough to hear the wheelchair groaning and protesting with each move,more people in white, people strapped to gurneys fading away, did he used to work there?

The coldness outside could barely compare to the corridor, but the view was nice, a cliff overlooking the sea, the sun setting in the horizon. It was nice.

Cozy to die.

The stranger lowered his head to his ear, whispering almost like telling a secret.

- Here is where they throw people who God nor the the Devil wants. Too dangerous to stay alive, too much of a hassle to kill. So you end here, waiting.

- You? Who?

Finally.

Finally the words came out, barely audible, barely making any sense.

- Oh Russel, look at you now, who could have guessed you would outlive us?

They took something out of their pockets, a white handkerchief, using it to wipe something out of his face, fingertips lingering on the scar of his face.

- And now you don't remember. But it's ok, because me neither.

He could hear the tides below crashing again the rocks, sea salt wind on the skin and the vastness of the sky above.

- Do you think God forgive crimes we can remember?

Those deep brown eyes searching something on his face, an answer? He doesn't remember God, at least ,he doesn't remember God answering any of the questions he had. But he could only stare back, nothing to offer, only silence.

- I don't think so, look at me,i still here.

The stranger took his frail shaking hands in their own, kissing his hand gently, they were so cold. Like they took a swing in the artic sea.

- It's ok, i'll be here at by yourside, like i always did, like i always do, Russell.

The sound again.

Chimes.

The sound of...

- ...Bell?

- Welcome home , Russell Adler.

A chill in the spine, the few hairs he had stood alert, his frail old heart hammering again his ribcage, words from a distant time coming back.

Bell took his wheelchair again, guilding back to the building.

- It's getting late, I need you to remember Solovetsky.

The Island?

- We have a job to do.

Continue...

The rest can be found in AO3. My name's there is the same here, SinnerBurrito the fic's name is "Sudno"

Sowwy, but Tumblr kills posts with links

#from sketchbook #rejected art #Call of Duty #call of duty cold war #cod bell #Russell Adler #fic #long post #sudno

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georgianadarcies · 2 years

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I made the mistake of going into the gilmore girls tag and found this post buffysummers(.)tumblr(.)com/ post/674195231213830144 and i’m really curious as to what are your thoughts on this? and also the tags on the reblogs 🥴 like i’m losing it rn.. first of all, I can’t believe there are chr*stopher stans lmao that’s so embarrassing. but I honestly can’t believe how delusional these people are?? they think the fandom hates christopher only for “creating drama” between luke and lorelai like- what are you on.. he’s literally a shitty father. Him paying for YALE or wanting to marry Lorelai at 16 doesn’t make him a good parent? like, is that it? he tried??? and lorelai didn’t let him?? he sure didn’t seem mad about it, or angry at her, or idk hiring a fucking lawyer to fight for custody?? he was literally living his best life when he came to stars hollow in s1 (for the first time btw), and while he was there he proposed to lorelai? 🤡 like. this man isn’t trying to be there for his kid. this narrative of lorelai pushing him away and “not letting him be a dad” is simply not true?? do these people not see how christopher /only/ cares about rory or is there for her when lorelai is in the picture? also the fact that we can count on one hand the good things he’s done for her. “he paid for YALE!!” 😭😭 I have to laugh --- btw you don’t have to post this if you don’t want to, I wouldn’t want to create tumblr drama, I just wanted to read your opinion on this

yeahhh going into the gilmore girls tag is usually a mistake isn't it. but god no that post is... like the reasoning is so?? my thoughts on it are that, yeah, it's ridiculous. a lot of the general criticisms of christopher are not related to javajunkie, at least not directly!! christopher isn't deadbeat in the sense that he stays home and doesn't work and drinks all day and expects the mom to do everything, but he isn't exactly father of the year. the idea that lorelai is "gate-keeping" rory from him is outlandish, considering the fact that christopher saw his daughter rarely and hadn't visited stars hollow once before he showed up in season 1. he was never there for rory despite being totally welcomed by lorelai then!! there's a reason that after a while they weren't welcoming to him, and that's because he let them down multiple times and hurt both rory and lorelai constantly. paying for rory's tuition is nice, but (a) it was no skin off his back and (b) it doesn't make up for all the shit he'd pulled in the past or the shit he pulls after.

and honestly, when it comes to christopher, his involvement in the luke and lorelai drama is the least of my worries. it was absolutely a dick move, and showed that he really didn't actually care what was best for lorelai, and just wanted her for himself, but out of all the things he does, it is not nearly the worst. my grievances are about how he treats lorelai and especially how he treats rory, his own daughter. rory says it herself—he just comes along and messes up their lives when he leaves every time. he breaks lorelai's heart and then is indignant when she won't forgive him. he doesn't care about rory unless he's getting something from lorelai. he was never there for his own daughter, except for buying her a few things here and there, but he never really looked out for or cared for her. he hurts her and walks out on her and is a major reason that rory struggles so hard with trusting and self worth. yeah, chris was awful with luke and lorelai, but that is not the reason he is called a deadbeat. that post is so dumb and just ignores so much of the show like maybe OP should rewatch at somepoint

#ask #anonymous #gilmore girls meta #anti christopher hayden #I will ignore any drama this brings up it's not really worth it #if it brings up anything

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dreadpoetssociety · 3 years

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Fevers Don’t Exist

TW: Fever ? (I’m not sure what counts for triggers so pls lmk if I miss anything)

Prompt: hi!! could u do one maybe where like, the reader is an actress on supernatural and she plays like their younger sister on the show or something and she gets sick at a con or something? Thanks !!

NOTE: Hey guys, I’m alive!!!! I know I have a lot of Spencer prompts atm, but it’s really hard to write them when I’m not like, hyper focused on Criminal Minds. I am going to try though! So sorry I’ve left so many of you in the wind, I am a very inconsistent person, my bad. But here’s this! It’s REALLY bad because I’m terrible at being realistic but like idk it’s something.

I really don’t even know what to put for tags on this.

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Ah, September. You knew what came along every September, and looked forward to it for the first eight months of every year. Secaucus, New Jersey. You loved every con you went to, truly. Everyone was so nice, you love staying in hotels, panels are such a great time, the whole thing. It's a great experience outside of the set to get connected with fans. And, they loved you almost as much as you loved them. You were typically closer in age, since you were still just a teenager. You also started out as a fan of the show before somehow snatching a role, so you really were with them at one point. Everything that excites them excited you just as much. And, you loved making friends with them. You weren't allowed to be reckless with your phone number, so you made a snapchat that you shared exclusively with con goers, whom you made swear to secrecy. It was like a club, and you just enjoyed genuinely talking to everyone. But, when you woke up that first morning, you knew it was going to be a long day. Your body ached, and you were still pretty exhausted. You had a fever, but didn't really know if it was a fever because you were still young, and God forbid you ever decided to recognize the signs of you being sick. It was almost like a form of denial, not knowing. You were sweating, but freezing, and your throat felt particularly dry. Your headache rested underneath your eyes for the most part, to which you just blamed on being tired. Your stomach didn't hurt, but you definitely weren't hungry. Even though you hadn't felt exactly 100% the past days before, and you obviously weren't feeling right now, you just deduced that it was all because you were tired, and had a late flight in. As a responsible person does, of course. You didn't even bother taking any medicine for it, because hey, you obviously weren't sick, you'd feel better in a bit, and you didn't have any, so why waste the time, right?

You groggily got dressed and met up with "the boys" (even though they were all older than you) for the free breakfast downstairs, in a separate room, since fans did happen to stay in the same hotel. You grabbed some Cheerios, only to conspicuously throw them away after.

"You good, Y/N?" Jared asked out loud, gaining the attention of Jensen, Misha, and Alex. You could feel their eyes burning through your skin. Or, maybe that was the fever. It had to be their eyes, you convinced yourself, you didn't have a fever. You were fine.

"Yeah, why?" you asked, faking the perk in your voice and confused eyes. Your eyes felt really heavy, you noticed.

"You just... You look exhausted. And pale." he said, "And you threw away that cereal without eating any of it."

You looked down at yourself as an effect for what you were about to say, "Wow, well that's one way to make me self-conscious. I thought I looked kind of poppin'." you laughed slightly, trying to play it off.

"W-wait, no that's- that's not what I meant! You look fine, I just-" he was embarrassed. You and the others chuckled.

"I'm kidding. I'm all good, just went to bed late, y'know?" you smiled. It was hard to try and mask the rasp in your voice, and doing so made you feel the need to cough, so you downed some water until it dialed down a bit. He nodded. In your mind, you blessed your acting skills, thinking you got away with it. What you didn't know was that Misha, Jensen, and Jared, as fathers do, knew every trick in the book, and each noted to keep an eye on you. Not to mention, they'd been acting far longer than you had, and could just tell when one switches into a character. They all figured that if you weren't sick now, you would be in days to come, and exchanged glances with each other, while Alex innocently continued to chew on his toast.

"Well, if you're tired, I don't think you have a panel or anything for another hour or something, maybe you could catch up on some sleep then." Jared suggested. You shrugged.

"Nah," you said, "I've got photo-ops in like, twenty minutes. I should actually probably get going. I'll catch up later!"

You left with a wave, and disappeared into the hotel somewhere. You stopped in your room, allowing yourself finally to set free the coughs living in the back of your throat. You blamed it on your throat being dry since you didn't drink enough water. Not on germs. So, you grabbed two water bottles from the small fridge in your room, and left, making your way towards the convention center.

You felt slightly better during photo-ops, which just confirmed in your mind that it was impossible that you were sick right now. You smiled and talked to everyone. There was one girl, who introduced herself as Meredith, who stuck out in your mind. She gave you this super cool hand painted keychain, which you very excitedly put on your keys instantly.

"Dude, I've been looking for a cool keychain. Not just one of those janky ones you find at like 7-11, like a cool one. This is so exciting." you smiled genuinely. You had just recently bought yourself a car, and thought that your keys looked a little lonely, and searched for hours on Etsy for something to spice it up a bit. A weird obsession, thinking about it now.

She laughed, "I'm glad you like it!"

"Hell, yeah! Now, are there any poses you wanna do? Or do you just want to hit that casual look? I could make it look like I'm meeting you." you stupidly rambled. One of your traits that was so widely known was how funny and awkward (in a good way) that you were. It took you a long time to get to that point, though, because you were always anxious about meeting others. You still are every now and then, but it's different here.

"I was just hoping to get a hug." she said, "If that's okay with you."

"Yeah, that's cool!" you wrapped your arms around each other and shot the camera a grin. The girl looked a bit confused.

"Hey," she said, quietly, "are you like, okay? You feel really hot."

Nervously, you replied, "Oh, no, yeah totally fine. I'm just wearing two layers, and it's getting spicy in here."

"Yeah," she answered, "don't push yourself, okay?"

"I won't, thank you. It was really nice meeting you!"

"You, too! Thanks!" she waved goodbye and you moved on to the last few people in line. She was right, though. You realized that you felt worse than you did when you walked in. You thought it had gone away for a while, but now it was just amplified. You noticed you were cold again, but that you were sweating as well. It must've just been the temperature in the room. These conventions aren't always able to keep a steady temp in the entire building, right?

This day, you didn't have much to do. Most of your events were on the other days to come. You had one panel in a few hours, and then a panel with Jared, Jensen, and Misha a few hours after that, and then bam, the day was over. You just had to get through those two events. Just two.

Two, events. And both were an hour. So, two hours out of the day. Rookie work. Yet, as your panel approached, the headache had expanded from under your eyes to anywhere that there was space to hurt, your throat ached and so did your lungs from how much you were going off somewhere to cough in privacy, your body felt heavy, you couldn't tell if you were hot or cold at this point it was some weird combination of both, your stomach hurt just slightly, the world was moving around you a bit more than it usually would, and the fever you "didn't" have had climbed a degree, probably two. And, at some point during the day, you got pretty congested. You felt like you could just fall asleep at any moment. Jared and Jensen happened to be walking by where you had been waiting by yourself, away from any congoers or employees, and noticed that even though you were leaning against a wall, you somehow were still swaying.

"Y/N?" Jensen called out, worried. You heard him, you knew you were supposed to respond, but didn't know how. Maybe you did have a fever, and maybe you sort of let it out of control. It was like you were comprehending them, but not at the same time. You heard everything, but it just swept right through your feverish mind. The walked in front of you and examined you within seconds. You felt Jared's cold, really abnormally large man hand sweep your hair back and land on your forehead.

"J, she's burning up." you felt another hand on your face. You, quite exhaustedly, swatted it away. They couldn't figure out how it'd gotten so bad so quickly. You were sick this morning, but not to this degree. They knew then that you had just shrugged it off all day, and your teenage fever brain probably didn't even think to take any kind of medicine or anything for it, even if you were trying to hide it.

"I'm good. Just tired. Fevers don’t exist." you finally mumbled, taking a few deep breathes, which you hadn't really been able to do in a bit without being rudely interrupted by a bone-shaking cough. It felt nice, almost. The boys sighed at you and shook their heads.

"Y/N, you should go back to your room and get some rest. We can bring you some stuff that'll help." Jared suggested. You shook your head and opened your eyes, which somehow felt even heavier.

"Nah," you said to them, "I've got a panel, I think, in like, I ‘dunno, some minutes or something. Something I-" you pushed yourself off the wall to try and make your way somewhere, but stumbled a step or two, which result in Jensen and Jared instinctively to grab you in order to keep you steady.

"Like hell we're letting you go to that, Y/N, you can't even form a sentence, or stand for that matter. You're out of your mind. We're going to bring you back now, we'll take care of your panel thing." Jensen stated pretty sternly. You were about to fight back, and they could see it, but you coughed a few times, and they could almost feel it in their own chests. You just nodded in defeat.

"Yeah, maybe I could just like, sleep, for an hour or two." you whispered, tiredly. The two were still holding you steady, and could see you already falling asleep before even going anywhere.

"Or six, by the looks of it." Jared joked lightly.

"Poor kid." Jensen said to Jared as the were walking out of your room. They helped you get there, and you were gone before you even saw the bed, "Why do they always have to pretend like they aren't sick? Look where it gets them."

"Don't know, man. You can't talk, though. You literally tell people you are immune to illness." Jared laughed quietly, shutting you door.

"Well I am. I am the perfect example of health. I don't get sick."

"Yeah," Jared rolled his eyes, "Right. Watch you catch what Y/N has. You practically carried her all the way here. There's no way you're escaping it." Walking towards the center, the back way of course, Jensen scoffed, "Please, germs take one look at me and know not to mess this up. And, by the logic, that means you're already infected, too. So, tell me, princess, what sort of soup do you want spoon-fed?"

Again, Jared rolled his eyes, and the two laughed. They weren't making fun of you, they were making fun of each other, and knew that you would've wanted in on that action.

"Y/N probably would've destroyed us if she heard that. Something along the longs of 'You want me to tuck you in? Carry you bridal style?'" Jared pitched his voice a tone higher for it. Again, the two men laughed.

They made their way backstage of what's supposed yo be your panel, and informed the crew about what was going on. They were just going to fill in for you, probably tell a few embarrassing stories.

When they made their way through the curtain, the crowd shouted. They were obviously excited to see the two leads, but also were obviously confused. "Alright, you're probably confused." Jensen stated the obvious, "Because obviously, we look nothing like Y/N, and thank God she does not look like us." The crowd laughed.

"Anyway, Y/N can't make it today. She's really sick-" the crowd cut Jared off with a unison "awe." People yelled out that they hoped she felt better, tell her to take care of herself, and so on.

"Yeah, poor kid looked like she was just going to fall asleep right where she was standing. She literally tried to come anyway, like, kid, you're making no sense. Y/N couldn't really fight against us, though, so she's sleeping now." Jensen explained, "So we came here to chat in her stead, but just know she really was planning on coming. That kid loves you guys." and again, the "awe" rolled through the crowd.

"If she wasn't sick, she could totally kick both your-" the last word was cut off, but was implied anyway, someone screamed from the crowd, which resulted in laughter.

"Yeah, probably. Even if we were stronger than her," sarcastically, of course, "she'd still beat us. Kid's too fast, and I'm too old." Jared laughed.

In the last ten minutes of the panel, Jared decided to give you call. Not only to check in on you, but so you could at least say hi to your crowd. When you heard the phone ring, you groggily opened your eyes and aimlessly reached for it.

"Hello?" you answered. Jared almost frowned at how sick you sounded, even with just one word.

"Y/N?" Jensen stepped in, "It's Jensen."

"Unfortunate." you sighed exhaustedly. It was joke, a really tired one, but still enough to make the crowd laugh.

"We're here at your panel, we thought you might want to say hi." Jared said loudly, holding the speaker of his phone to the microphone.

"Panel?" you asked. Panel? What panel? Your delirious mind was clearly confused, "Who's that?"

"Y/N, the con. The convention panel?" Jensen actually sounded worried. They probably should've thought to give you some sort of medicine to do something about the fever you had before they'd left.

"Oh," you closed your eyes again, almost falling asleep, before remembering finally what it was they meant, and after a moment, "Oh! Crap, the panel thing, I'm late."

"No, Y/N, stay there, we've got it covered remember? You can't come. You can say hi to them, though." Jensen interjected quickly.

"Okay, hi guys." you just followed as told.

The crowd responded with a series of hello's.

"'M really sorry. I hope they aren't boring you." the two men could practically hear you closing your eyes. The crowd responded in inaudible chatter. Jensen and Jared walked from the mic for a second.

"Sorry if we woke you, kid." Jared apologized, having just realized they probably could've left you alone, "W also just wanted to check in. See how you're doing."

"How are you feeling?" Jensen asked, but got a mumbled word in response, "Alright, well, just go back to sleep, we'll be up there soon."

Jared hung up the phone, and the two began to answer the last few questions and close up. They waved their goodbyes to the crowd, and started heading back your way.

"Jensen, you got any over the counters with you? Thermometers or anything? All I've got is Advil, and I don't even know what's really bothering her yet other than that cough and being tired."

"Yup. Danneel always makes me carry literally an entire medicine cabinet, just for these moments. I'll go get 'em and meet you there. It'd probably do her some good to eat something, too. I don't know if she's got like, a stomach virus thing going on, though." Jensen answered.

"I'll see what she'll say and let you know."

The two parted ways, and Jared made his way to you. Even though he'd only talked to you just a few minutes before, you were dead to the world by the time he opened the door. The room was boiling, and Jared looked over to the thermostat to see that you'd at some point put it on to 90 degrees.

"Jesus, Y/N, I know you've got a fever, but damn." he said, more so to himself than to you. He looked over at you after turning it down to see you curled beneath what looked like any blanket you could find. He came over and started removing the blankets slowly, and shook you gently to wake you up.

"Y/N, wake up for a minute, it's Jared."

"'Mm." was all you said, until you realized your layers of warmth had been moved, "What're doing? It's cold."

"Y/N, you're dripping in sweat. It's the fever making you cold."

"I don't have a fever." you retorted, "I'm good. Just tired."

"Kid, you've been tired the whole day. You've been sleeping this whole time." he tried rationalizing.

"I have?" you questioned, closing you eyes again. Jared put his hand to your forehead again. Somehow, it was warmer than the first time he'd done it before the panel. It was then that Jensen finally appeared, a whole bag of things in hand, "Could you bring the thermometer over?"

"Yeah, gotcha." He walked over and rummaged through the bag at the same time, pulling out a thermometer.

"Y/N, we need to take your temperature." Jensen said.

"No need." you said, "'M not sick."

"You are so obviously sick, I'm not asking." again with that stern voice. Jared gave him a "Hey, she's sick, back off a little" sort of look, but it had worked, and you let them take your temp. They were almost shocked when the thing beeped at 103.

"Should we take her to a hospital? That's way too high." Jared asked.

"If it gets any higher, yes, but let's see if we can bring it down first." Jensen replied.

"No hospitals." you demanded, opening your eyes and glaring at them.

"We aren't bringing you yet, Y/N, but I need you to eat this so you can take some meds." he held out two pieces of toast that he must've brought from his room. You hated toast even when you weren't sick.

"I'm not really hungry."

"I know, but it'll help. You haven't told us what's bothering you yet, either." Jared responded.

"Nothing's-" you coughed a few times, a bit violently, "bothering me." "We can see that." Jensen said sarcastically.

"Everything's bothering me." you whispered, giving up.

"Your stomach hurt?" Jensen asked. You waved your hand from side to side to signal a so-so, "Think you'll get sick at all?"

"No, it's not like that, I don't think." you breathed out, another cough escaping you. You took a few bites out of the toast. It made you uncomfortable, but it was then that you realized you probably felt that way since you really hadn't eaten much that day or the one before, which probably contributed to the splitting headache. It didn't go away after, either though. You pushed yourself up. You almost fell over, but Jared put a hand out for you.

"Alright, good. Take this. I'm going to be frank, it tastes disgusting." Jensen handed over a small cup of liquid, "Sometimes, if you take it like a shot, it helps. But you shouldn't know how to take shots, but if you do it, I won't judge." And so you did, causing the two to chuckle slightly at you.

"You were right, about the sleep thing." you slumped back onto the bed heavily, like a brick.

"When am I ever wrong?" Jensen asked, "Don't answer that, actually."

But you were already sleeping again, and the boys decided to stay nearby for now. The next panel wasn't for another few hours anyway, and they just didn't want you to be alone. Also, incase you were wrong about the toast, and it decided to make its return. Jared's phone began to ring loudly, to which he very quickly tried to answer so his obnoxious ringtone wouldn't wake you up again, not that you wouldn't have just fallen back asleep anyway.

"Misha? Hey, what's up?" Jared answered. Jensen walked over to hear what was going on on the other side of the line, but Jared just decided to put it on speaker.

"Where are you guys? I haven't seen you all day. Felicia, Alex, and I are going out for lunch, we were wondering if you guys want to come. I tried calling Y/N, but she didn't answer, so." he rambled.

"That's because Y/N's not feeling well." Jensen said, giving him a solution to his predicament of not being answered, "We're with her right now, so we'll have to pass."

"She's sick? Is she okay?"

"Yeah, I think so. She's just got this crazy fever we've been trying to bring down. Thinking about it now, Jensen, we should probably check it again."

"A fever?"

"It's been at 103 degrees for like, two hours. At least for what we know of. She's probably had one all day, but as a dumb teenager does, she just tried to ignore it."

"If it goes up you should-"

"Yeah, we know," Jared said, "we're trying really hard to avoid that, though. Also, she'll definitely fight against it, I don't know."

Jensen, from the other side of the room at the sound of a beeping thermometer, could be heard on Misha's end, "It went down, finally. 102.2."

"Thank God, I was getting worried."

"Should I come there? Do you guys need any help?" Misha asked.

"I mean you can, but I think we're good. She's just been trying to sleep it off the whole time, so not much is really going on." Jensen was closer to the phone now, "Like, she's got this cough, a headache, and you can hear how congested she sounds, but mostly I think she's just exhausted. I honestly don't know how because she's just been sleeping for hours."

"Fatigue."

"Yeah, poor kid. I don't think I've ever seen her so tired, it almost makes me tired to be honest." Jensen joked.

"Maybe you're just getting sick." Jared slipped in.

"Not possible. I am immune."

"Nobody is immune, Jensen." Misha sighed.

"I'm not nobody." he shrugged.

"Alright, well, we're going to get lunch then. If you need anything let me know, and tell her I hope she feels better." Misha concludes.

"We will, thanks Misha." and with that, Jared hung up. For a few more hours, the two hung around. They were there when you woke from some fever dreams, and when you needed a cough drop, or twelve, and wake you up every now and then to check your temperature, which raised and dropped and raised and dropped, but currently was at a very steady 102.4. But, soon enough, it was time for them to leave for the last panel of the day, and unsurprisingly, you tried to follow suit.

"Y/N, we gotta go, but we'll be back in about an hour from the panel." Jared said. You took a deep breath and sluggishly pushed yourself to the side of the bed. Having been sick, and not having sat up in a few hours, the blood rushed from your head, leaving you dizzy.

"What're you doing?" Jensen asked.

"The panel. I missed the last one I should go to this one. I feel okay." you yawned, then coughed slightly.

"Y/N, really, you shouldn't even think about pushing it like that." Jared said. Jensen walked over to you, half on the bed, clearly trying to steady yourself just from the movement of sitting up. The spinning room honestly almost made the toast make a reprise, and you hiccupped, and held your breath.

"Hey," Jensen grabbed a can quickly, noticing, "are you going to be sick?"

Giving it a minute, it went away, and you shook you head no, causing a huge tension to leave the room.

"Alright, well, remember how you said I was right all the time earlier?" Jensen pun the can down.

"No, must've been the fever." you half joked, causing Jared to laugh.

"Alright- well- okay, shut up. We agreed I'm always right, and that I was right about needing sleep, so I say you need some more." Jensen demanded rather than suggested.

"Yeah, or at least lay around and do nothing. I can't imagine ever sleeping as much as you just did." Jared joked, pushing you very gently back down, with his hand on your back, knowing you would just hit the bed without it. Your eyes were heavy again, and your throat was painfully dry, and you coughed. Your aching head also agreed with the two of them to your dismay.

"Maybe just a bit more." you mumbled, "A few minutes."

"Yeah a few minutes, sure." Jared smiled, knowing you were probably going to knock out for a few hours once again. You opened your eyes again.

"You think," you coughed, "that they'll be mad?

"Who?" Jensen asked.

Feeling pretty sick, you said, "That I don't go? I don’t feel really good."

Ah, the fever comes to play once again, it seems, but the two felt some sort of triumph now that you've at least admitted to being sick, even if it's been hours. It concerned them, though, if you felt bad enough to admit it.

"No, they'll be fine about it. We'll be back soon. Misha or Alex might come in to check on you, alright?" Jared answered, to which you nodded.

They weren't gone long. You spent half the next day sleeping, too, until you could stand without swaying. You did sneak back to the con, against Jensen and Jared's orders, since you really didn't break that fever and cough for a few more days, only to be caught after a tweet of you at the con was trending and the cast caught wind of it. But, eventually, you were better, and got the chance to help Jared take care of an "always immune" Jensen. And he was more stubborn than you were.

#jensen ackles x you #jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles x y/n #jared padalecki #jensen ackles #jared padalecki x you #jared padalecki x reader #y/n #supernatural #supernatural x you #supernatural x reader #sickfic #spn #spn cast

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light-yaers · 3 years

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I prompt you say? 👀

Not a prompt, I’m basically giving you the scene I’ve been envisioning 😅

Do you remember that scene in episode 4(?) where Din is on Sorgan, and he’s sitting in the cart with Cara, and he stretches his arms out and leans back to relax?? I think there’s a million gifs of it.

But imagine Reader is with him on Sorgan, and they haven’t been crew mates for very long. There’s some feelings on both sides, but neither have said anything yet.

She’s sitting next to him, and he does The Thing (ie puts his arm around HER) and neither of them acknowledge it. HOWEVER, when they fall asleep, reader and Din are all cuddled together, Cara looking at them like 🤨 “yeah sure... *definitely* not together.”

Reader’s a bit jealous of the attention that Din and Omera give each other, but doesn’t say anything. Din and Reader share a hut, and end up cuddling together at night too.

Idk if I’m making any sense. I just love fluff mixed in with hurt/comfort. Does this work?? I know it’s not a prompt, but rather a whole ass scene, but uh?????

Well, I can certainly do something with this. I do love a bit of hurt/comfort, and we all love a bit of Din, so here we go--

He had a good instinct. You knew that well, what from the multiple skirmishes he’d got the two of you out of before. Travelling with the man was never easy-- always unpredictable, always exciting, but exceedingly anxiety inducing, despite your hard-skinned personality.

You were used to frequenting planets that weren’t kind. The ones where the wind blew so ferociously that you often relished in the boredom of staying with the kid while he hunted yet another quarry. These planets were unforgiving, populated by people who were even more so, but Mando didn’t bat an eye. Work was work, and his Beskar was easily polishable.

But Sorgan was different. From the moment you’d landed you’d been surrounded by lush trees, beautiful forests and kinder locals than either of you were used to. That hadn’t stopped Mando from getting into a fight not even an hour after landing, but what had resulted was something you’d never expected; his soft side finally showing its colours.

You’d bitten down the overthinking of past experiences with the Mandalorian; the way he sometimes subconsciously wrapped his arms around you while you both slept on the cold hull of the Razor Crest. The minimal words but aching stares from beneath his helmet. The softness of his silence while he occasionally watched you looking after the kid. He’d picked you up on a dying planet, promising you safety if you could deal with his work, look after the kid and keep your mouth shut.

Despite who he was, it was impossible not to see the kindness he possessed beneath the surface, and eventually he’d warmed to you; the same way you had with him. But even those moments wavered occasionally.

“Grab the kid,” He ushered from the clearing, stepping aboard a cart driven by some men from a nearby village; they were in danger, and they needed help. Mando had actually accepted, opting to work alongside this woman, Cara Dune, unexpectedly. You’d learned not to ask questions, but this time it had you stumped.

“Do you really think it’s wise for us to go to a random village, with a random woman who tried to kill you twenty minutes ago?” You let out, crossing your arms in front of him. Mando turned to you slowly, staring at you beneath his helmet.

“What makes you think you have a say in this?” He replied bluntly, but it was exactly what you’d expected in return. You raised your hands in surrender, shooting him an unamused smile.

“Oh sorry, I forgot you don’t pay me enough to get my opinion,”

Hey, we all had bad days. Days where the last thing you wanted to do was go into the unknown once more, feeling the worry and pressure of looking after a wanted kid, and being around a wanted man whose face you’d never seen.

You picked up the kid finally, breathing heavily through your nose as you made your way to the cart with the others. Mando didn’t help you board, as you jumped up with the kid cradled in your arms, sitting down near the back.

Mando strode onto the cart, dropping himself down near you, close enough for you to feel the annoyance radiating off of him in waves. Maybe it was stupid for you to have spoken up, but dank farrik, this was unlike him. It only scared you.

It would be a few days until you reached the village, so you settled in for the long haul, cradling the kid while he snoozed adorably and ignoring the occasional stares that Mando laid upon you. Cara Dune sat to your right, idly biting her nails and blowing away the excess off the cart. Nice.

“So, what’s your deal?” She spoke up, looking at you and then to Mando, flicking her eyes between the two of you like a tennis match. “Is she a whore?”

“Fuck you,” You spat out immediately. The kid stirred in your arms and you sent him a silent apology for disturbing.

“Just a crew member,” Mando finally replied, not commenting upon your outburst. Whore, who the fuck did she think she was? Cara nodded to herself, curling and amused smile onto her lips.

“Just a crew member, okay,” She let out, but dropped it soon after, knowing that she’d crossed a line before. It was a silent trip, but you were used to the quiet. Mando was a man of little words. He didn’t speak unless it was necessary to, and you chose to adopt that same style. As much as both of you knew each other now, talking wasn’t a benefit to either of you.

As night drew in, you snuggled up with the kid while you tried to make yourself comfortable. You spread yourself out on the cart, lying on your side and facing away from the Mandalorian. It was odd how used to sleeping next to him you were-- it was just the norm-- so when he eventually laid down parallel to you, back to back, it offered you something you were used to.

He snored, but they weren’t huge snores; they were almost dainty, filtering through the modulator on his helmet with a faint hum every few seconds and providing you with the comfort to actually fall asleep on this god forsaken cart.

It wasn’t long until the familiar shuffles of Mando’s arms found their way to you. He rolled over in his sleep, scuffing Beskar against the cart as he turned to you and began hugging you from behind. You sleepily accepted his embrace, not thinking it was anything out of the ordinary-- because it wasn’t.

He found you while sleeping more often than he brought back a quarry. It was something unspoken yet accepted; something that both of you indulged in, waking up wrapped in each other’s limbs the morning after and not mentioning it at all.

But that morning, it was mentioned-- just not by either of you.

You woke when the sun began to cut through the trees, filtering down onto the slowly moving cart and warming your skin calmly. You were aware of Mando’s arms still wrapped around you, of him breathing beneath the Beskar, still asleep-- but Cara was fucking laughing.

You stirred awake immediately, trying to stay quiet for the sake of the kid and Mando, before glaring at her head on.

“Just a crew member, right?” She let out, along with a few childish chuckles. “Yeah, I spoon all of my crew members at night,”

“Do you enjoy being a grade A asshole?” You questioned stubbornly, but it only fuelled her on further.

“I enjoy it as much as you enjoy Mando’s hugs at night, I’m sure,”

Oh, that was it-- you were going to punch her. You made sure the kid was out of your range, before going to launch yourself at her without hesitation-- but Mando held you back before you could.

You were halfway to her, being held back by his arms wrapped around your torso from behind. In one motion, he pushed you back to the floor, smacking you down on the wood with a thud. Cara sent him an amused smirk, trying not to blatantly laugh at your blushing cheeks.

“Stop pissing her off,” Mando said suddenly, aimed at Cara. Cara sent him an open-mouthed stare, but it was laced with laughter.

“Oh, come on. She’s the one that got pissed off,”

“And you’re the one that’s picking a fight. You’re lucky I held her back, she packs a mean punch when she wants to,”

Stars, you were trying not to blush even more at his words, but it was useless. You simply looked away, trying not to focus on Mando’s stare behind you. You picked up the kid again, slowly cradling him awake. His large eyes stared at you calmly as he cooed to you in greeting.

Soon, you’d all make it to the village, where you could get some much needed space from Cara fucking Dune-- where you and Mando could be content with your silent cuddles at night, without the threat of needing to talk about it the morning after.

Just like normal.

I might do a part two to this, when they’re in the village with Omera! Thanks for the ask, OP!

#prompt #ask box #the mandalorian #din djarin x reader #fluff #angst #hurt #comfort #one shot #star wars #no saints #no saints fic

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VillainDekuxReader smut

Eighth post of October!!

Alright, Hear me out- I wrote this after not sleeping for 30+ hours and I don’t wanna talk about it uwu

TW- Necrophilia, Kidnapping, body mutilation, noncon, cheating, Dark shit idk, please read at your own discretion

If you have any suggestions for what I write in the future, please feel free to leave them in my ask box!

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“The next time they touch what’s mine, I’ll cut their arms off”

That was the warning that you got and yet you still didn’t listen. You belong to the number one villain in Japan. ‘Belong’ being the key word in that sentence. Deku kidnapped you a little over a week ago claiming stuff like soulmates and that he knew at first glance that you were meant to be his. You had tried to escape numerous of times, but it was impossible. Even if you did somehow manage to get out of his grasp, he would have someone bring you back to him in less than an hour.

He was the all-powerful. No one out ranked him in strength or in brains…and that included you. Though, despite knowing this, you couldn’t help yourself from finding a someone to try and keep you happy during all the bad. He was a nice guy that you met at the bar one night. He offered to buy you another drink and you offered to stay the night… but Deku has eyes everywhere and by the time you made it back, he already knew everything that happened down to the miniscule details, almost as if he had watched the entire thing himself.

You took your punishment with pride. You were used as a cock warmer for three days straight but for some reason you couldn’t help but feel a since of gratification in the fact that for the first time since you got kidnapped, you got to make your own decision. You would even go as far to say as you were happy, and it was that lingering happiness that had you wandering back to the man from the bar despite Deku’s warning. If only you had listened- then maybe things wouldn’t have turned out this way.

“Deku, please!” “I warned you, princess.”

He was standing with one foot on the male’s back, keeping him pinned against the ground as he held one of his arms behind him, making sure to keep it steady as his other arm held the axe above his head. You closed your eyes when you noticed the axe drop, the ear-piercing scream that followed being enough to tell you that Deku had kept his promise. “Ah fuck…” The curse had you opening your eyes but as soon as you did, you regretted it.

“Guess I’ll have to try again~”

Deku held the axe up again, holding the arm that hadn’t gotten lopped off all the way and was now only hanging on by a spare piece of flesh. Though not for long as Deku dropped the axe once more, taking it the rest of the way off as he ignored the sobs of the male below him. He tossed the dismembered arm at your feet, a sadistic smirk spearing across his blood covered face.

“How does it feel to know you could have prevented this entire thing, princess~?”

“S-St..op…plea…se..”

You were trembling where you stood, eyes wide in horror as you felt your stomach churn. You couldn’t stop yourself from puking right next to the arm that laid at your feet, feeling dizzy as you witness the most blood you have ever seen in your life spilling from where his arm use to be. Despite your pleads, Deku wasn’t finished yet. He grabbed the other arm, pulling it back the same way that he had the other before looking at you with a calm expression.

“I’ve dedicated myself to you. It’s only fair you do the same.”

He dropped the axe, taking off the other arm as the screams of pain haunted your ears. You weren’t sure you were ever going to be able to unhear them as they stained their way into your soul. You stood completely frozen in horror as you had always known Deku was a villain by hearing him speak of things but witnessing them was something completely different.

You took a step back as he walked towards you. His face was still calm, but it was covered in blood as he threw the second arm to the side, completely ignoring the now armless man who was bleeding out on the floor not even 6 feet away from you. “Now, it’s time you learn your place.”

He grabbed you by the collar of your shirt, dropping his bloodied axe before dragging you back over to the body that was still offering soft sobs below you. You felt your own sobs escape your throat as tears streamed down your cheeks. Your chest heaved rapidly as you felt panic and fear making themselves at home in your bones. The guilt that you felt looking down at the innocent man below you was overwhelming. None of this would have happened if you had just listened to Deku’s warning but you were greedy, and you did what you wanted without heading the consequences. Now you were pretty sure his life was on your hands as he was losing blood fast and Deku didn’t seem to have any interest in saving him.

“You wanted to fuck him so badly, right~? That’s why you caused all of this”

He turned the half dead man onto his back, yanking down his pants and boxers in one pull. “Suck him off.” Deku’s expression turned dark as he stared at you with a deadly serious expression on his face. “W-Wha…” He grabbed you by the back of your head, yanking you down to your knees next to the bleeding body, his voice turning into almost a growl as he spoke.

“You wanted him so suck him off.”

He spoke in a lower octave than normal that told you it wasn’t a suggestion but there was no way you could do it. You bent over to puke again but all you could manage was some dry heaving as you had already puked up everything you had. Tears were still streaming down your face and you looked at Deku with a pleading look, silently begging him to not make you but he already had his mind made up and he never was a very patient man.

“I suggest you start sucking…unless you wanna lose an arm as well~”

He yanked your head down so that your face was rubbing against his bare crotch before you could even respond. You squeaked and tried to pull back, but he had a tight grip in your hair, keeping your face firmly in place. “I won’t tell you again.”

Defeated, you whimpered as you took the flaccid penis of the half dead man in your mouth, giving soft sucks in between your sobs. “Come on, princess~ Suck it like you mean it.” He bobbed your head with his hand still entangled in your hair, making you follow the motions as if you were giving an actual blow job. “Isn’t this what you wanted~? This is why you cheated on me, right~?”

He let go of your hair only to yank down your pants and underwear, making quick work of his own as well. “Don’t stop sucking.” He lined up his hard member with your entrance, shoving all of himself in without any prep or warning. A muffled weak moan left your mouth as you continued to suck the soft dick, knowing what would happen if you let it leave your mouth but you were pretty sure it would be impossible for any guy to get hard after having both of his arms sliced off.

“You feel so good wrapped around my cock, princess~”

Deku purred as he started thrusting inside of you, grabbing roughly onto your hips so that there were bound to be bruises in the shape of his hands there tomorrow as he slammed his thick cock deep inside of you, pressing right against your soft spot with every thrust so that you had no choice but to moan despite your circumstances.

“Awe~ He died so fast~”

Deku didn’t stop pounding as he said this, but you yelped, pulling your head off the cock in your mouth as you looked up and saw the now breathless corpse that was laying underneath you. A panicked yelp left your mouth as you tried to push yourself away from the corpse but Deku’s tight grasp on your said otherwise.

“Oh no, princess~ You can’t blue ball him~ You gotta finish the job!”

He roughly pushed your head back down against the cock that you had no way of finishing, not seeming to care. “I-I ca…nt…” You choked out weakly between your slight gasps as Deku was still thrusting inside of you as if you weren’t fucking on top of a dead body. “I don’t remember giving you an option.”

He stopped thrusting just to grab your face, pinching down on your cheeks until he forced your jaw open. He then shoved the cock back in your mouth before keeping a hand placed firmly on the back of your skull so you could do nothing but keep it deep in you mouth as he went back to thrusting deep inside of you.

You felt absolutely awful and you wanted to hate it but he was thrusting right against your soft spot with every thrust in the way that had you moaning pitifully against the corpse settled in your throat. He reached around with the hand not holding your head down to rub your clit in time with this thrusts as he let out his own moans of pleasure, hips bucking rapidly against yours as the sound of your skin colliding combined with the lewd wet noises of him entering you got progressively louder.

“Your sucking in my cock so greedily~”

He purred as you started to melt in the pleasure. The more you surrendered yourself to it, the less pain you were in and soon all you could feel was the pleasure of his dick hitting the deepest parts within you. Loud pleasured moans escaped your throat as you weakly bucked your hips against the hand that was rubbing against your clit. Worst of all, you even began idly sucking at the cock that was still in your mouth as your brain turned to utter mush. You felt the recognizable heat building in your stomach, your vision going white as you cummed roughly from Deku’s manipulation.

His hips never stopped, though. He continued to pound into you, sending over stimulation running hot over your entire body as you began to quiver under his touch. He used your body to get himself off, not stopping until he was cumming himself almost an hour later, leaving you broken and twitching underneath of him as you had no choice but to take it.

“Fuck~”

He slowly pulled out, watching as his cum slowly started to dribble out of you as he finally let go of your head, letting you pull your now sore jaw off of the cock that was in your mouth as you went limp against the lap of the dead man that you had cheated on deku with. He purred, running his fingers through your hair as you looked up at him sleepily and completely out of it. A pleased rumble left his throat as he leaned down and kissed your forehead.

“You’re all mine~”

#deku x reader #deku x you #my hero academia #mhafanfic #mha smut #deku smut #dead dove do not eat #villain deku

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ink-beneath-her-fingernails · 4 years

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BNHA/MHA First Watch-Through Notes

1x01

these are... stupid... and... a mess. bc I am stupid and a mess. you have had your warning. I didn’t even go back and skim through this when I was done I’m just releasing these little bastard thoughts into the void they’re not my problem now

I’m watching dubbed btw

I know, I know... it’s the only one I have access to rn tho

I... do not know how to feel about funimation’s new intro?

well I guess it’s not really new but

listen I haven’t watched anything of funimation’s since the og fruits basket ok I’m used to the DUN-DUN *funimation* ((....you should be watching))

he is. babie. green babie.

but also why do these small children have such wild hair colors

I mean I’m here for it

I just wasn’t expecting it

oH SHIT THEY GOT POWERS POWERS

so this is the famous deku

I’m guessing this is like a flashback or memory or something?

I missed the bully’s name

speaking of the bullies, they changed order? It was wings, fire, stretchy hands, but now it’s fire, stretchy hands, wings. I know that they probably wanted to show the “leader” closest and that’s why but,,

also wtf?? these are kids. like bullies should not be a thing, I think we can all agree on that, but yeah, it’s gonna happen. but these kids are, what? eight? nine? maybe their powers (’quirks,’ whatever) aren’t super powerful yet, but this blonde kid has fire powers. has nobody talked to them about just how dangerous this is? forget roughing the other two up or intimidating them or giving them a hard time, this could genuinely escalate and get way out of hand super fast, and someone could get seriously injured.

oof. boy is dead.

this eight year old (purple hair) sounds like he’s a thirty yo new teacher trying to sound hip and cool but also wise and knowing to his class who Does Not Care

that wasn’t purple kid?? that was current deku???

wack

then this fourteen year old sounds like he’s a thirty yo new teacher trying to sound hip and cool but also wise and knowing to his class who Does Not Care

also they were four?

jeepers heckin criminey who starts beating people up at four years old

have to say though, I loved that sky-to-puddle transition

jiminey fucking crickets I’m not even a minute into the episode these notes are going to be stupidly long I’m sorry

!! I love his little skipping-dance thing when he’s impatient at the crosswalk!

alright... I’ll admit it... his character design is pretty adorable

also tf is that thing

it looks half shark half poorly drawn dog

I mean I get it’s probably a person and that’s their quirk or whatever but

did this kid just run all the way across the city just to watch this guy start shit at the station so he could see the heroes take him down??

I mean respect tbh but also priorities kid

also I really appreciate that the cops are just kind of calmly directing everyone and everyone else is just kind of chillin like “oh. another villain. that’s too bad.” like tbh that’s one of the things that always kind of annoys me about movies and shows like this where there’s like repeatedly villain attacks because yes they are scary, especially when you’re caught up in them, but if you’re just kind of there and not directly in the action or being directly threatened, then why are you freaking out? you’ve lived in this city for how long? there’s an attack every, what, two days? this isn’t routine for you by now?

I started this like 15 min ago and am only like a minute and a half into the ep smh

ngl this intro kinda pops off

that hero guy seemed... kind of evil lookin tho

love the animation oml

also the lyrics to this are great???

OH IS THAT A NARRATIVE FOIL I SEE IMPLIED THERE

I THINK IT IS

“and they were narrative foils” “oh my god they were narrative foils”

k ngl rewinding real quick bc I missed some of the intro and there’s always so much fun stuff to see and unpack in those

also I wanna read all the lyrics

k so I was wondering this before but I’m just gonna say it... why does the hero guy have rabbit ears

alright character designs lookin p fire so far

last guy I keep missing but he kind of looks like steven universe?? idk I still have to watch that show too tbh so,,,

does the big hero guy turn into a giant bird?

oh that intro got me excited for this

these characters look so lit!!

“the first incident?” so this isn’t just like a natural factor of their world? it hasn’t always been going on? there was, like, a definitive start to it all? was that kid really the first incident or the first one they noticed? was that actually the first incident or is it just like the commonly told first incident, like an old myth/legend/folktale/old wive’s tale?

interesting that it started with a baby and then moved to people of all ages?

oh they don’t know the cause of the quirks? interesting

((why do I feel like finding out the answer to that is gonna be like A Big Thing™ at some point in the series))

I really like the visuals they put with this exposition?? idk why it’s just,,, very appealing

also his voice is very nice to listen to tbh, so that’s a definite plus

I hate it when the main character’s voice is super annoying

but like how long ago was it that this started? he just said “before long”

I like that in this universe they actually acknowledge that hey comic books are a thing and this whole superheroes/villains/powers thing is kind of ridiculous bc it’s legit like playing out scenes straight from those comic books but also this is real life and it’s actually happening and really does pose a lot of danger and complications to a lot of people, so we’re going to treat it as something real and serious and affecting us

I might’ve spoken too soon but I really hope they don’t blow that mindset

I feel like too often superhero shows/movies just either completely gloss over the effects this stuff has on society as a whole, or it’s like a completely new thing for them, like there’s never been the concept of a fictional superhero or a comic book there before.

“was an age of heroes”??? oh no what happens

k but why is this guy dressed like the ‘do not cross’ lines

kind of a lame hero costume tbh :/

why. does he have. sleeves. but no shirt.

edna mode would never do you like that honey go see her

“Death Arms”?? what kind of alias is that?? also wouldn’t it make more sense for arms to be uncovered than his chest, then??

“The Punching Hero”

I’m sorry I Cannot take this guy seriously

waterbending??

asdkfdls idk why but this firehose guy really reminds me of that one alchemist from fmab with the top hat and the monocle and the peg leg that spun like a top and Scar murked

“rescue specialist” see?? that makes sense!! it makes me so happy that they’re actually thinking more about the worldbuilding and how dangerous scenarios would work if 80% of the population had powers of different kinds, beyond “big bad guy meet big good guy. punch punch good guy wins”

also dear god thank you for putting someone on crowd control I know I was just saying it was great these people weren’t really treating this like the end of the world and it is good that they were mostly staying back by themselves but. they were still standing very close to an ongoing fight. priorities, people. self preservation. they are things. that I do not believe most people in superhero universes have in the slightest.

aww he’s too short

(but is he shorter than edward elric)

((do we know))

(((somebody please tell me if this information is available)))

alsdfkj l;a that guy calling in late bc the train got held up by the villain... do you think that’s another equivalent of “oh...I’m...sick... yeah, totally, I’m sick” and “my dog ate my homework” to them? “there was a villain attack” or “some idiot on my block decided to show off their quirk and it got out of hand”

ope Big Hero™ is here

...why am I surprised that they have fans?? I mean I guess that makes sense they’re basically celebrities and public figures right?

okay Big Hero™ is Kamui got it

wait no that is not the Big Hero™

but they are another hero and their name is Kamui got it

“Kamui Woods” ok that’s actually helpful I was gonna ask what his skin was supposed to be bc I didn’t think it was scales and it does look kind of like bark... Now going to take that as permission to assume it’s the latter

kamui kind of reminds me of some pokemon but I’m not sure which one?? I’m sorry idk pokemon v well but thy def remind me of one of them

“...a fAnBOY” he looks and sounds like he just tricked someone into confessing to murder why is he so smug about that smh

you know what. speaking of. I don’t get why everyone views being a fan of something/someone as something to be embarrassed or ashamed about?? why do people make fun of other people for it? why do we treat it like some big dark secret we try to hide? when did liking something become a bad thing? like?? sorry I have hobbies and interests and you don’t? sorry I think this person is talented? sorry I thought this book was life-changing? sorry I listen to this album so much because it’s good? sorry this show made me laugh during a really rough time? like goddamn it’s nobody’s business what you like unless you’re trying to force it on you when you’ve asked them to stop or it’s hurting someone? if they’re being safe and respectful about it for everyone involved then there shouldn’t be a problem? stop making people feel like freaks or be scared to enjoy something just a little too much? just let people have good things in life and consume the media that makes them happy? it has little to no effect on you? I don’t get why it’s you’re problem?? sorry to get all soapboxy this is something that’s always really annoyed me

does kamui have flowers on their belt

icon

k but isn’t wood like... really easy to break tho

I mean... comparatively speaking?

“illegal use of powers during rush hour traffic” alsfjsadlkf

wait so he’s listing charges for the guy, does that mean heroes are officially licensed here and can actually arrest people? and... actually work with law enforcement?? gasp no wait but I thought that was impossible except for The One Officer On The Inside That The Hero Has Convinced Of Their Cause™

hold up... “assault, robbery, and illegal use of powers during rush hour traffic... you are the incarnation of evil” ...bro chill lmao

I mean those aren’t good things but,,,, buddy “evil” can get so much worse holy shit sunflower child has no idea what’s in store for them

the show can do a hell of a lot even if they decide not to go that dark

well deku did say he was new

also off topic but I just looked it up and DEKU IS HALF A FOOT TALLER THAN ED

I’M SORRY BUT THAT’S HILARIOUS

CAN YOU IMAGINE THIS EXCITED GREEN CHILD MEETING ED THE GREMLIN ELRIC AND JUST TOWERING OVER HIM

he’d probably get along well w al though so ed would have to like him anyways

ok but back to bnha

ope kamui just got upstaged

but honestly?? he was actin a lil cocky and she seems like a queen so I ain’t mad about it

oh great creeps are everywhere apparently

YES THANK YOU THEY NEED TO INCLUDE SUPERPOWERS IN LEGISLATION SOMEHOW OTHERWISE PEOPLE CAN GET AWAY WITH ANYTHING GEEZ

just. more worldbuilding that I appreciate.

jfc they muzzled him?

ok i wasn’t that mad about kamui being upstaged (idk why I kinda like the guy) but now she’s acting a little too cocky for me and I feel kind of bad for Death Arms and Backdraft (?) because they definitely do deserve at least a little credit

yes. official. overseen by the government. I’m not saying it’s necessarily a good idea bc I’m not getting into the whole mess the MCU basically did regarding that, but it really does add to the worldbuilding and making it seem more realistic/draw you in a little more because you can bet that would be a thing that would actually happen in some capacity if such a large percentage of the population had superpowers, and crime was at an all-time high at the same time, with normal methods without powers likely not doing much to combat that, and it being even harder because everyone’s is different

wow so they really do have roles similar to celebrities huh?

I actually love how he’s analyzing the new hero

that’s!! the good!!! nerdery!!!!

ngl thought that guy was gonna be like “well that’s never gonna happen” lmao glad he didn’t turn out to be an asshole

this guy’s hair and his sweater need an upgrade

I’m sorry honey it’s just not a Look™

I mean ngl I’d probably wear it but also I am the absolute last person to look to for a good idea of fashion so

wow we hate asshole teachers

this kid’s hair grows wtf

they seriously just break out their quirks when they get annoyed?? I mean me too probably but

oh wait he’s not totally an asshole

but that still is kind of a dick move because even if it seems really really likely that most of them do, a lot of them probably feel like that’s just what’s expected of them or that that’s their best bet at an ok life, or they don’t think they’ll actually be able to get a career as a hero, and he has to know that there are kids (or at least one) in his class who don’t have powers and who will probably be shut down at every turn on that career track??

also what is it with the absurd number of people whose hair grows/flys/whatever and whose hands change chape and/or elongate

the girl who just throws up the rock n roll sign is my favorite

also why does this teacher remind me of gilderoy lockhart

I get that his eye thing is part of his quirk... but does he face no consequences health-wise from putting his grubby fingers all over his eyeballs?? you don’t know where your hands have been

the famed bakugo

we finally meet

you seem like a cocky asshole and if I remember correctly you have firepowers

you know who else seemed like cocky assholes and one point or another and had firepowers??

roy mustang and zuko

and one of those guys is an awkward, angry turtleduck, and the other one is a rightly smug bastard who succeeded in pulling a coup on the government who was surveilling him and holding half his team hostage

so yeah I have a feeling I’m gonna like this guy

probably

at some point

eventually

it might take a while

“the only place worthy of me” oh dear

All Might!! Big Hero™ has a name!!

oh being a hero solely bc you want to be rich and popular? lame

aklsdfsjaslkfd teach just callin deku out in front of everyone

r.i.p.

it was nice having you as a main character for eight whole minutes I’m sorry you have to face death-by-embarrassment you deserved better

ope

bakugo doesn’t want anyone stealin his thunder

lemme guess deku is also his Main Rival™ or at least will be

awwwww poor guy

how much you wanna bet he gets the highest scores in all the exams bc he studies the heroes so much and that’s how he gets in

that lady got forcefields for her quirk? damn she lucked out

“this cash is mine” *drops cash*

are all the heroes like fine mt. lady can deal w the guy she keeps stealing all our credit anyway so there’s no point??

....is that all might?

k but... y’all should be taking notes on the heroes too if you want a better chance at that career and better schools for it? I know they’re probably making fun of it bc he doesn’t have a quirk but still

also I find it really interesting that the kids all act like the quirks are absolutely everything but at that scene on the street earlier people were complaining about missing the days they didn’t have to worry about “every rando w a quirk” or something... like maybe it’s because the kids grew up w it? Idk just the difference in mindset between (presumably) generations seems cool to look into

wow we love bullies so much

no we don’t pls stop you’re not as cool as you think you are

DESTROYING SOMEONE’S NOTEBOOK/JOURNAL/SKETCHBOOK IS ONE OF THE MOST DICK MOVES SOMEONE CAN MAKE CHANGE MY MIND

alright bakugo you’ve definitely moved onto my shitlist for the moment

don’t stay there

well you know what they say about greatness... some people are destined for it, yeah, but some become it, and some have it thrust upon them

cliches are there for a reason buddy

and either way... I could be wrong but... there doesn’t seem like anything great or heroic about bullying people... I mean idk that’s just my opinion but

god I hope they eat bakugo alive at ua

deku I know you’re a sunshine child but you have to get in now. you have to. out of pure spite. please.

yeah, friend 1b is right buddy...

destroy him deku

DESTROY THEM DEKU

oh suicide jokes huh

bakugo you’re on thin fucking ice you’ve just moved way up in my shit list

wow I hate him <3

EXACTLY

THANK YOU DEKU

I hate it when shows have someone make a suicide joke like that and just? no one addresses it?? or the characters don’t seem to realize that it needs addressing, at least to themselves??? so this is refreshing

voiced my thoughts exactly

he really is an idiot

NO BUDDY YOUR DREAMS ARE STILL POSSIBLE AND VALID

YOUR NOTES ARE SALVAGEABLE

he really is a jerk deku you’re right

awww little deku is so cute

alright I’m gonna make a prediction

this is his mom right

is this gonna be

another

dead anime mom?

and lemme guess she always told him she was sure he’d be a hero/she knew he’d become one, and then she died, and that’s why he’s so set on it

probably not

but just... placing my bets now

w h a t is this child doing

he’s a hair’s breadth away from head-desking

are we... just gonna... ignore that robbery that was happening on the street a few minutes ago

OKAY WE GET IT YOU’RE HERE CAN YOU GO BACK TO SAVING PEOPLE THEY’RE STILL IN DANGER

HIS CACKLES I CAN’T

alsdkjf;lsjk I feel bad for him but also,,, that transition was gold

but also the face his mom made before he started laughing... she knew he probably wouldn’t get one didn’t she

but why do they assume it won’t happen if they don’t get it by a certain age? they said after that baby people all around the world were getting powers, and showed people of all different ages when they said so. that implies that they got those powers at those ages, after the baby was born but not when they were children themselves? like yeah there’s probably some point where you’d consider them “aged out” and therefore less likely to get a quirk but... she just said he’s in kindergarten.

fourth generation? so the appearance of quirks isn’t a super recent thing then

they can tell if someone is going to manifest a quirk or is starting to by looking at x-rays?

also I know I’m seriously overusing the word “interesting” but

maybe I’m reading too far into this but it’s also kind of interesting that his father and his (current) main antagonist have such similar powers?

OH!!!! lore drop!! kind of!!! that’s a really interesting (wow there it is again) thing they chose to be an indicator for that kind of thing in this universe

*cue izuku contemplating chopping off his pinky toes*

I feel like... all might’s... not gonna be that great....

DEAR LORD HOW MANY TEARS CAN THIS CHILD HOLD IN HIS EYES

also ngl when little deku’s eyes are wide and he doesn’t move he looks really creepy and kind of like a child-sized doll

like pinocchio

how sure are we that deku isn’t made of wood

hmmmmmmmmm I do love this animation

ah Internal Angst™

the fuck is that laughter??

skin suit? no thanks

but guess we aren’t ignoring that earlier scene

yeah all might’s in the city alright

he’s gonna break this up isn’t he

yepppppp that’s him

idk I think alex louise armstrong did it better sorry bud :/

“texas smash”??

he just... punched liquid apart

this kid’s still gonna go flying and hit the ground hard buddy thanks for your help

oh he stuck around

and he’s not hurt too bad

“justicing”

he’s using the city’s sewer system being difficult to navigate as his excuse for why he wasn’t paying attention to keeping bystanders safe like he “usually” does?

the armstrongs do the sparkle better

a;ldkfsdlfls this is really funny to watch ngl

“that’s... a pretty good point.” yeah no shit lmao

I love how he’s just. awkwardly patting deku.

yeah he’s gonna end up accidentally adopting this kid isn’t he

is he hurt?? or did the other guy actually take him over while deku was unconscious??

nah I think he’s just hurt I’m p sure he really did get the guy

but still

that was... a big boom.... that’s not good

he’s just.... abandoning this kid on the rooftop??

but also he probably really does have to go if blood is coming out of his mouth

do heroes in this universe have secret identities?

I feel like yes but also no??

watch as this guy’s like “I don’t have a quirk either” and he’s just. like. an armstrong or something

that or he’s gonna crush this kid’s dreams and be like “no, it’s not possible” and I will be forced to ensure deku becomes the most successful hero ever out of Even More Pure Spite™ even if he idolizes the guy

oh yeah he’s gonna get his dreams crushed

IS ALL MIGHT GONNA VOUCH FOR HIM AND GET HIM AN OPPORTUNITY AT UA BC HE FEELS BAD FOR HIM

hmm this outro kinda slaps too

overall feelin good, like it so far, definitely think I won’t have trouble continuing watching at least for now

#this took me... almost 2 AND A HALF HOURS #IT'S A 24 MINUTE EPISODE #THESE AREN'T EVEN GOOD NOTES #but whatever #notes #bnha notes #mha notes #bnha #mha #yap yap #1x01

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moariin · 4 years

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novel prep tag

tagged by @montevena (i don’t remember how long this was but i’m doing now)

tagging: @zielenheil @starshots @ophelia-says @rkmoriyama @songbirdur @rosmiri @themillionthdraft @dotr-rose-love @viciousvenganza + anyone who wants to do these, no pressure!

rules: answer the questions and then tag as many writers as there are questions answered (or as many as you can) to spread the positivity! even if these questions are not explicitly brought up in the novel, they are still good to keep in mind when writing.

i will be doing this for my nano project, heir of the alchemist !

FIRST LOOK

1. describe your novel in 1-2 sentences (elevator pitch).

a guy just wants to chill but the world doesn’t allow it but did an oopsie when they found out he’s an infected. but didn’t do anything about it and thinks it’s okay to let him roam free

2. How long do you plan for your novel to be? (Is it a novella, single book, book series, etc.)

this is more of a spin off to my main wip, so i’m planning it to be a single book.

3. What is your novel’s aesthetic?

typical southern/midwestern gothic with a dash of baroque and classicsm architecture. it’s lol because the world is based off of german/czech (that is tentative, names are hard). also there’s dark alchemy and paganism/catholic toss into the mix, and of course magic!

4. What other stories inspire your novel?

frankenstein and rebecca are my top inspiration for coming up with this novel. i love the sense of mystery and its intrigue + a little bit of science. you’ll see some similarities like the dollmaker (the main antagonist lol).

another thing is this novel is sort of me wanting to explore one of the side characters from my main wip, more.

so i’m like hey, would it be nice to make this into a prequel ???

5. Share 3+ images that give a feel for your novel.

here’s the pinterest for it! more under the cut, btw!

MAIN CHARACTER

6. Who is your protagonist?

my main protagonist is marcel, he’s the one doing hocus pocus on himself and called the darkness, his old friends bc [redacted].

7. Who is their closest ally?

nobody, jk, he feels closer to brother juri even if he’s a little annoying ( a helicopter parent, ope) but marcel sees him as a father figure, growing up and still lost in the place. another person is feliks, and he’s the first one to talk and come close to him, and understands him. and that they’re both weird together.

8. Who is their enemy?

um let’s just say, the diviners are the biggest obstacles, esp when they are practically magical beings and got a secret to hide, so they will do anything to stop marcel and the co. from uncovering the truth...it has to do with the plague. the dollmaker, too, but that’s redacted information

9. What do they want more than anything?

marcel just wants to live his life in peace at the start but he adapted his reasons the more he ventures to search for the mystery behind the plague like who started it and why is it turning people into monstrosity. there, he wants to find more about himself, why he’s different from the rest of the infected and how to use that knowledge to spread the higher sciences,

10. Why can’t they have it?

his refusal to admit to the faith also turns into something he wants the system to change (the ramona thrones and baszceri), moreso a revenge on them but it prove to be difficult since both of the religious sanction wants something from him....and it’s giving him a headache.

11. What do they wrongly believe about themselves?

he believes the world could no longer fear the infected, that they are more like him that evolved from the plague and survive. and that it is his fault that rahel, his sister, is dead because of him

12. Draw your protagonist! (Or share a description)

marcel has thick, black hair, down to his shoulders and it’s wavy. he sometimes had it tied all the time and likes it that way. somewhere between 5′10 range, a moc with dark olive skin with a few spots across his face, mostly around his cheekbones and eyes. angular brows, not too sharp or thin, and double-lidded brown eyes. typically wears a white and black garb (he doesn’t have much choice). a little toned and is healthy looking.

PLOT POINTS

13. What is the internal conflict?

rahel being the biggest conflict, he feels guilt and shame and he’s the reason why it started it all. pretty much some insecurities.

14. What is the external conflict?

drive for knowledge about the sciences and people that want the same thing

15. What is the worst thing that could happen to your protagonist?

he becomes a plaything or puppet for the ramona thrones, being extorted as much as they want until he dies.

16. What secret will be revealed that changes the course of the story?

spoilers but hmm let’s call her the mother, and she’s close to a certain someone...possibly having a child that would shake the world

17. Do you know how it ends?

hmm i think i have spoil it to someone, can’t remember what their reaction are. but i think it has something to do with connecting universe lol?

BITS AND BOBS

18. What is the theme?

biggest theme is that it’s okay to let go of your past even if it haunts you, still acknowledge who you are and what you want to be. also face your mistakes, don’t try to hide it. and learn to respect people with different ideas and morals because not everyone is like you or will be you...esp having the freedom to fuck everyone else or get fucked

19. What is a recurring symbol?

the ocean and death + the color red

20. Where is the story set? (Share a description!)

the story is set in two different places, the main setting is the white chapel, located in sarcherin. which is a nice place filled with gray and white houses, so the church color matches them and oh it’s on the red cliffs, just a couple yards away from the ocean. it has that southern gothic look as well. the other setting is ramona, a holy city with mostly baroque and classicism architecture. everything is pristine and polished, even the pavement is made out of marbles. except for that daunting prison on the far side of the city, everything is eerie there.

21. Do you have any images or scenes in your mind already?

i dig this ocean = death imagery, and there’s going to be a lot of these throughout, esp the color red! and this cool fight sequence that i have yet to write, it has some magic and bending going on + horst becoming the infected too

22. What excited you about this story?

the ending and the revelation in the middle, i love any confrontational moments, it spice things up

23. Tell us about your usual writing method!

i usually would get in the mood listening to music and when i’m ready i would write whenever i can (how long or how much i write, idk it’s up to my brain). also most of my notes or cryptic quotes is something i came up with in ungodly hours and i try to figure out where to put it or what it means.

#wip: hota #/ tag games #ope this is done took me longer than i expected

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ooooo here lemme send the clip the tik tok was referencing!! that itself is damn hilarious— https://youtu.be/mjC-KpbeOSQ

also honestly for a split second i’m like shit we ARE mutuals...right? so now i double check every time i send a message/read ur replies AAAAAAAAA LOL. and yo i hate to be such a dorky dork but honestly i want to go to the roman collesium just so i can aesthetically jojo pose at the top and take pics. like b r u h . tbh tho italy is very beautiful and warm and stoney on the ground. i bet youd b able to use some of ur italian if u go!! 🤠 have u ever traveled outside of the country?(assuming ur in the US right now lolz) if so where!!

so random but i jus saw that chocolate ice cream thread and like.......dont mean 2 butt in....no offense to op but chocolate ice cream is bomb as HELLLLLLL. like for real. its the best flavor. no exceptions. none

i see u ask for specification on what i plaaayyy::i am a pianist, percussionist, and singer-in-the-shower-ist🤪🤪 my major is a performance major(aka learning to professionally audition/prepare for chamber groups and orchestras as a career) w/ an emphasis on percussion. its v hard but if i ever make it to carnegie hall or something i will personally send u a vip ticket i promise<3

(also i’m barely passing this one class too LOL but YOU CAN DO IT u got school in the bag!!!! i believe in u!!! )

DONT B INTIMIDATED y u intimidated???? bc i can hit a cow skin cylinder to elicit noise from it?!?!?!! bc i play chopsticks with my two pointer fingers on the ivories??!?!!! half the time i play meme tunes to warm myself up on piano. u could pour soup in my lap and ill probably apologize to u. silly goose.

oh and what kind of plans are u setting out to do!! if u dont mind me asking😗✌🏼✌🏼 aint nothin wrong with a sleep day u gotta get ur rest. tho i do hope u can accomplish ur tasks soon :) did u eat anything yummy tonite??

ok ok k i hope u have a nice night u night owl. im boutta pass out tbh. —ur little sneaky stealthy pogchamp of an anon👾 (thx for that kakyoin vid btw :) made me blush tbqh) i hope u saw the lil josuke reblogs..maybe u did find me? altho i myself am not sure if u did or not..all in good time my pal. :)

OH I SAW THAT!! i think this is the first episode,,, he forgot to wash his h a n d s

bro if ur gonna jojo pose there pls take me with u hehe. i take good pictures i swear >:^ also ye I'm in the US i kinda assumed u were too??? djsns since you're only an hour behind! i have never,, been out of the States but boy do i want to!! im hoping to travel abroad my junior year!! or for a semester :) !! i just,, wanna travel,,, hhh

ALSO I LOVE U !!! THANK U!!! ty doesn't like it for some reason it makes me sad. but to each their own, u know?

how are u,, so damn cool i,, [ stares at hands ] u r so cool i, sobs sjsnsn have u played,,, giorno's theme at all..? while warming up... :0 my brain is too tired to think of other jojo themes hhh it be like that sometimes. but HEHE!! i get,, the Cool Guy access,,, fuck yeah 😤

what are my plans... wtf are my plans Uhm. my plans after school?? no fuckin clue but i have a feeling i just wanna Help ppl. plans for the day? im gonna play animal crossing for the first time in a while with my best bud. it's been Months since i last played oml 😭😭 i need to clean my island!! get rid of them weeds,, >:( idk how my villagers are tho,,, i hope they're okay lmaoo. but other than that I'll probably just fuck around on tumblr n my other socials :')

i might have,, gotten the josuke rbs,, if they were with other people then yes! you sneaky bastard :')) throwing me Off like that 😤 one was super painterly n it looked so Good!! everyone in the post did and hhhh why are they all pretty in their own right :( my heart can't take it 😞

dinner was good tho,, very yummy,, 10/10 would recommend. did u eat...and drink some sorta liquid? if not i,,, idk what I'll do but I'll do something!! >:(( i hope u have,, sweet dreams <3 dream of kakyoin for me,, and yourself, definitely urself hahah

#if i seem outta pocket i am Sorry #im so tired I #stealthiest brave anon 😌#hehe im glad you liked the kakyoin post #it was funny n then i thought of u!!#pogchamp anon? MY pogchamp anon >:0 #also intimidated bc ur my upperclassman hsjsns #i get Intimidated quite easily i...

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alittleyellowdinosaur · 5 years

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Homemade Cinnamon Rolls Recipe

So i made this here post about how satisfying making my own bread is, and, by my 300 followers, 6 notes on a good day, 0 on personal post standards, it went viral. So i thought I’d give you guys the recipe. It’s a mashup of this recipe, my own shit, and an idea from another recipe that i can’t find again to give them credit. Since i only took proportions from the first one i’m calling this my own recipe. I’m also going to go a bit into bread baking tips and tricks just in case this is your first time making bread and you want to get started on that cottagecore life. Now go bake some fine ass cinnamon rolls folks! ( @good-vibes-by-noel this here’s for you!)

Photo sucks but i couldnt get a better one because they didn’t last the night. Whoops! This is what they’ll look like though!

Time: like 2 hours, give or take, but you can do other shit during most of that.

Makes: 12, frankly giant, cinnamon rolls. good luck eating more than 2 at a time, seriously.

Ingredients:

The Rolls:

1 cup warm milk (microwave in a mug for a minute and you are good. Any milk is fine, but i used fat free)

1 tablespoon dry instant yeast (about one and a quarter packets, but one should be fine, you just might need to extend rising times if it’s not working well)

2 tablespoons granulated sugar

1 teaspoon salt

1/2 cup (1 stick) and 3 tablespoons of melted butter (*** VERY IMPORTANT - melt the 3tbs and the 1/2 cup SEPARATELY or you’ll throw everything off.)

1 large egg

3 cups all-purpose flour (bread flour works too

1 cup brown sugar

2 tablespoons cinnamon (yes the big ones)

The Icing:

1 cup of icing (powdered) sugar (Starting point - I’ll explain later))

1 Tablespoon of milk (Starting point)

1 teaspoon of vanilla

Directions:

I added lots of bread fun facts to help you guys with other bread making endeavors, so it got long and is now under the cut!

Activate the yeast. Warm the milk up for a minute in the microwave, and mix that, the white sugar, and the yeast together. leave to rest for 5-10 minutes. you want it to look like the photo on the bottom, but if it isn’t as good, don’t freak out because you’ll be fine. Mine never look that good tbh, there’s a reason i was so proud. Bread Fun Fact: Less of a fun fact then just some advice, but buy the bulk jars of instant yeast. They keep forever in the fridge (always store yeast in the fridge btw) and are so much cheaper than buying packets. if you intend to make bread a lot, it’s the best way to save money. Plus, most recipes give tablespoon/teaspoon amounts, not packet amounts.

Once it looks all nice and foamy, add in the flour. On top of the flour, add the salt, egg, and 3 tablespoons of butter. You need to keep these as separate from the yeast as you can until you begin mixing - especially the salt, which will outright kill it. Always keep the salt and yeast separate guys!! Bread Fun Fact: Because you are adding eggs, butter, and milk instead of water, this type of bread is called an enriched bread. These breads are softer, fluffier, usually sweeter, and more complicated as they can take longer to rise. Yay! Doughs without these things are called Lean breads and include ciabatta, focaccia, and baguettes i think.

Mix and knead the dough. If you have a stand mixer, use the dough hook (the one that looks like Captain Hook got robbed), and mix it together until the dough forms on medium, then crank it for like 5 minutes on medium-high. If you are making this at 7 in the morning like i was and can’t wake people up, mix it by hand until combined, then knead for 10 ish minutes to build up the gluten strands on a clean table dusted with a bit of flour. The best method I’ve found is to stretch it out with the heel of your hand, roll it up, then rotate and repeat. Over and over and over.... Bread Fun Fact: You can tell you’ve done enough kneading by using the Window Pane Test. If you can stretch the dough far enough that you can see light through it without it breaking, then you’ve got enough gluten. That or go until it doesn’t look like it’s got cellulite anymore and is nice and smooth. The other test is if it bounces back when you poke it a bit. Also, when helping with kneading, for enriched breads use flour, for lean breads use oil!

Now comes the waiting. Grease the bowl you mixed in with some butter, and plop the ball of dough in. Cover with tight plastic to prevent air getting in (and creating a crusty skin that will inhibit rising), and a clean towel, and leave in a patch of sun or a warm place for 1 hour to rise.

Before you go play video games/do work/fuck around, mix together the brown sugar and cinnamon and melt the 1/2 cup of butter. Now go have fun.

When you get back, you should have a big bowl of risen dough. Now punch the sucker. Yes, you heard me, punch it. It’s called knocking it back and is absolutely essential in dough making. Now, pat the dough out into a 12 inch by 18 inch rectangle, approximately. Don’t use a rolling pin because it’ll mess the air up. Put about a quarter of the melted butter over the top, and then however much of the brown sugar - cinnamon mix you feel like (i put enough so that, when patted down a bit, it covered the whole thing evenly.)

Roll the rectangle up along the longer edge. It helps to tack down one side by smearing it a bit onto the table. it just makes it easier to get a tight roll and helps the seam idk. Cut off the edges to get a clean roll, then cut 12 rolls, about an inch each or so. Bread Fun Fact: If you use a sharp knife, you are going to smush your rolls. The better way is to get tooth floss, though i highly advise not a mint one. Push it under the roll where you want the cut, cross over the two ends in your hands, and pull until you’ve sliced off the roll. makes it much neater and not smushy.

Pour the rest of the cinnamon sugar mixture and butter into the bottom of a 13in by 9in pan, be it glass, metal, whatever you have is fine. Mix it together and make sure the sludge of deliciousness covers the whole bottom. Plop each off the rolls in there, in a 3 by 4 set up, cover with plastic and the towel, leave in sun, and go fuck off for a half hour or so. Honestly i never leave it that long because mine always get massive, so for me it’s always more like 15-20 minutes. Really just wait till they balloon up and fill the pan a bunch, but don’t worry if it’s not perfect because they’ll grow again in the oven.

At some point while they are rising, preheat the oven to 350 degrees (Fahrenheit). When you deem them risen enough and the oven is fully heated (YOU REALLY DO WANT TO PREHEAT IT THIS TIME GUYS TRUST ME ON THIS. if you dont you’ll probably burn your bread before it’s cooked), and bake for about 20-30 minutes. i know that’s a big iffy point, but pretty much just keep checking after around 20 minutes until they are colored brown on top and smell like heaven. (i’m going to be really honest with you, I’ve never baked them at 350 degrees, only at 325 like the recipe for the dough said, but that recipe is a liar because it took me a solid 30 minutes or more when it said that it should take 14. The op was eating undercooked bread guys. So do 350, but i can’t honestly tell you the right timing because i’ve only turned it up halfway through before) Bread Fun Fact: Because enriched breads, like this recipe, have more sugar than lean breads do, they can sometimes catch in the oven - or color too quickly and burn, when the inside still needs to cook. if this happens, you can always give them a little tin foil hat wherever it’s catching to prevent more coloring while not hindering cooking!

While it’s baking, mix together the icing. The amounts i gave are a starting point, because the icing is something you feel with your heart. add more sugar or more milk until you think you have enough for all 12 rolls and its the consistency you want. I made mine fairly thick so it wouldnt sink in and make the dough soggy, but i also made a shit ton because my family loves the icing. So go with the flow.

When the cinnamon rolls are done, put the icing on and serve warm! Congrats, you’ve made cinnamon rolls entirely homemade, and you’ve now learned some basic bread making facts!! yay!!!

#baking #bread #cinnamon rolls #cottagecore #i need everyone to know my only qualifications in baking is my hyperfocus being baking shows #and trying a shit ton of recipes out because of it #im not an expert but paul hollywood is and i just gave you what he's told me okay paul wouldnt steer me wrong #and it always turns out good so fuck it #recipes #my recipes

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Remus Lupin: Fluffy ABC Headcanons

Fluffy Alphabet

(Shoutout to my lovely friend, Traenon! She literally saved these for me months ago from something she read and sent it to me through messenger. So credit to OP for the prompts!)

Remus Lupin Headcanons Remus Lupin x PS Reader X Reader: PS Reader, Plus Size Reader

A = Attractive: what do they find attractive about the other?

About you- the mushy answer is your brain. You're so fucking clever and he adores it.

Physically, he loves your back. You're so soft and he can just pepper your back for kisses for hours.

And he loves rubbing circled into the skin of the small of your back. He loves your rolls and how soft and silky you are.

He likes your shoulder blades too and how most people might not see them but he gets too and it drives him wild.

B = Baby: do they want a family? why/why not?

He does but he's just worries ya know. He just doesn't want to pass on the werewolf gene but the thought of a little you running around just warms his heart. Maybe not a whole herd of children but like one cool baby? Yeah, that sounds good to him.

C = Cuddle: how do they cuddle?

Look, just accept the fact that you're going to be the little spoon. I mean, that's just gonna be the way it is. Remus seems like the sweet, shy type. But this mother fucker is dom as hell when it's personal. He ain't gonna be the little spoon if he doesn't have to so I hope you're good with that. Also, he loves your back so he's very into it being pressed against his bare chest.

Side note: If you happen to be shirtless against his bare chest? Boy is in heaven.

D = Dates: what are dates with them like?

Unexpected. You never know with him. From a distance you'd expect his brainy ass to take you to the bookstore or library or idk, something quiet.

Hell no. His spooky ass ends up taking you to the Forbidden Forest. At night.

You later discover it's because he can see in the fucking dark and he's comfortable there. He intentionally drug you out there just so you'd be scared and cling to him. You nearly strangled him when you found out.

E = Everything: “you are my ____” (e.g my life, my world…)

You're his drive to keep going. Real talk. Remus has a lot going on and sometimes it's too much for him. He's contemplated ending it all more than once. You keep him going. He loves you more than anything. But more importantly you help him see that HE'S worth it to HIMSELF.

F = Feelings: when did they know they were falling in love?

When you shoved Sirius in the lake for trying to steal a kiss. And then proceeded to lecture him about it....and made him apologize....to everyone he'd ever did it too.

G = Gentle: are they gentle? If so, how?

In everyday life, Remus is a sweetheart. Such a nice boy, according to your parents, lol. He's got a mischevious streak but he doesn't use it on you. Behind closed doors? Well, I done told ya. He's dom for life.

H = Hand/Hold: how do they like to hold? how do they like to hold hands?

Remus is more of an arm around your waist kind of guy. Ya know, he loves that back. However, he does enjoy when he wraps his arm around you and you place you place your hand over his. Makes him feel all the specials.

I = Impression: first impression/s

Well, you met when you were eleven and he honestly didn't think much of you. It's not your fault though. He was an eleven year old werewolf going to school for the first time. Poor kid was damn near having a heart attack.

However, three weeks later you showed him up in class and little Remus Lupin got his very first crush.

And then you lent him a piece of parchment and boy damn near floated right off his chair.

Been making heart eyes at you since.

J = Joker: are they into pulling pranks?

Look, everyone thinks it's all James and Sirius but you know better!

Remus is the brains most of the time and he's a fucking instigator. HE fucking starts it. And you know it. He claims innocence but he's the damn devil.

K = Kisses: how do they kiss?

Slowly and mind blowing. It always takes you a few seconds to open your eyes and get your head together. Lawd, Jesus.

L = Love: who says I love you first?

He did. He didn't meant to. I mean, he meant it a 1000% but he hadn't meant to say it at that moment. You caught him off guard with a surprise hot chocolate in the hospital wing and he let it slip. You tried to save him and acted like you didn't hear it when he panicked. But then he stopped and was like, "Actually, love. I do love you. I meant it. I mean, I didn't exactly planning on loosing it like that but I do love you. It's alright if you don-" "Remus Lupin, you shut your damn mouth. If you think for one second that I'm not hopelessly in love with you than I have sorely misjudged your intelligence." you snipped. He just grinned. "Stop smirking at me. Shut your face and drink your hot chocolate before I kick you." "Yes, love." You just rolled your eyes at him.

M = Memory: their favourite moment together

He quite enjoys the semester you were paired with Sirius for potions. It's relevant because you teased him during potions one day until he lost it and started sucking face halfway through. Slughorn ripped you two apart and paired you with Sirius for the rest of the semester.

You glared the whole semester and he thought you were the cutest fucking thing on the planet.

N = Nickel: do they spoil? do they buy the person they love everything?

He does but it's less with money and more with special things that actually mean something. Hand written excerpts from books he thinks you'll like. Little flowers he found on one of his walks. And a sweet or two knicked from the kitchens.

O = Orange: what color reminds them of their other half?

Green tends to remind him of you. Much in the sense that many people associate it with nature and new life, he associates it with you for the same reason. Being with you is natural to him and you constantly breathe new beginnings to his life.

P = Pet names: what pet names do they use?

Love, mostly. But occasionally he'll say sweetheart or darling.

Q = Quaint: what is their favourite non-modern thing?

Vintage books. Because of fucking course.

R = Rainy Day: what do they like to do on a rainy day?

Honestly. He likes to snuggle up with a good cup of tea or cocoa and read. You'll likely fall asleep and he's very content with the idea of sleeping on his chest while he reads his book.

S = Sad: how do they cheer themselves/each other up.

He cheers himself up by looking at pictures of friends, family and of course, you. It's a favorite.

He cheers you up by reading your favorite book that just so happens to be a children's book.

T = Talking: what do they love to talk about?

He always shares his recent reads but also he's quite fond of talking about possible pranks. I told you. He's the fucking devil.

U = Unencumbered: What helps them relax?

A massage does wonders for this boy. All that stress knots up in his neck and shoulders but you've got the magic touch.

V = Vaunt: what do they like to show off? What are they proud of?

As much as he hates being a werewolf, he'll admit that it has it's perks. He can see in the dark. His hearing is especially good. And though he doesn't do quidditch- Remus is actually a fucking fantastic chaser. He has no interest in joining the team but he's bomb as fuck at it. And he does enjoying showing out for you.

W = Wedding: when, how, where do they propose?

I could see Remus proposing in the middle of the night. You're curled up on his chest and it's pitch black. You're nearly asleep when he asks. You shoot up like a bolt of lightning and press your damn so face to his that he can feel your eyelashes on his cheeks. You demand he say it again. He does, a bit more nervously. And he almost died...because you nearly squeezed him to death. And also nearly ruptured his ear drums. Of fucking course you said yes. As if there were any other answer.

X = Xylophone: What’s their song?

"When A Man Loves A Woman" by Percy Sledge Everytime it comes on you can't help but stop whatever you're doing and sing. It was fourth year and you were the only two people in the common room. You made him dance with you. Poor boy could barely keep it together but now it's his favorite. He can't hear it without thinking of you.

Y = You’re the ___ to my ___ (e.g the cookies to my milk, the macaroni to my cheese)

You're the hot to my chocolate. He's a fucking goober at heart alright. And he loves his chocolate.

Z = ZZZZ: How do they sleep? Like. A. Damn. Rock. You'll damn near have to kill him to get up to pee so I hope you have a bladder of steel.

Hello, darlings! Hope you enjoyed this little piece and I wish you all a lovely day/night, whatever!

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the-prophet-lemonade · 5 years

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Hi, it's me!💍I've been rereading everything in anticipation of chapter 10, like I promised, and I was wondering about everyone's super names. In universe, I assume the vigilantes picked their own names, but what about the Idris supers? And how long did it take you to come up with theirs, what made you decide on certain names? Did you end up going back to change any halfway through writing?

hello darling !!!!! i’m very excited about chapter 10, i think it’s gonna be a good one :D

the super names were probably the very first thing i came up with after i’d decided on my concept ... so, they all came long before the plot and i don’t think they changed very much after i settled on them - but a lot of thought went into most of them so i’m happy to explain!

alec | sentinel: i wanted to pick something stoic and powerful for alec, but something that reflected his presence and his willingness to watch over people from above. the name represents his protectiveness and his enduring nature, reflects his role as a soldier and a guard, and also has angelic connotations (to tie into sh canon and/or jace being arkangel) ... lastly, the word sentinel also ties into a particular line from javert’s solo (”stars”) in les miserables that he sings on a rooftop edge in the movie and that is a Very Relevant song ok, you should look up the lyrics

magnus | nightlock: i went back and forth on a couple ideas for magnus’ name, but i wanted something magical and colourful and magician-esque for him. in my mind, nightlock is a portmanteau of “deadly nightshade” and “warlock” (although the “-lock” suffix could also come from “hemlock”) . deadly nightshade is obviously very dangerous and poisonous, and causes delirium and hallucinations (which is reflected in magnus’ ability to manipulate the world around him), but the main symbolism i wanted from it is the flower’s colour - that very deep, plutonic purple matches very well with the fic aesthetic. in addition, a little historical relevance: socrates was executed through consumption of hemlock for “questioning the gods” and entertaining ideas of political insurgency and the pursuit of justice so that’s ... also very relevant.

jace | arkangel: this was the first name i settled on for jace and liked it a lot, so stuck with it. it has heavenly and angelic connotations (obviously) and is a name imbued with a great deal of omniscient power (representative of jace’s op abilities) and some golden colour symbolism too. i chose the “ark” spelling rather than “arch” because i liked the harder consonant sound, it works better for jace’s personality. also, jace can fly lol

clary | muse: clary was the one i went back and forth on a lot when i was picking her alias ... originally, she was going to have fire elemental powers like johnathan, but i decided against it, because pyrokinesis is a very violent and erratic power, and whilst clary is unpredictable and scrappy, i don’t think she’s intentionally destructive. i think her artistic manifestation suits her well and is a very adaptive ability, which matches her personality better. aNYWAY the other names i considered for her were “firestorm”, “sunfire”, and “athena” but i went with muse to match her powers. also, it’s a single syllable so sounds better in tandem with arkangel (three syllables) considering they’re often mentioned together in the text and i think lots about rhythm and sounds!

simon | 8-bit: i wanted something super geeky and given the time period, the snes and the gameboy had just been released by nintendo, so nintendocore and 8bit music was becoming a thing! plus, as simon is a technopath, i wanted a name to both represent his powers and represent simon’s playfulness and naivety when it comes to superhero business hahaha my alternative choices for simon were “cyber”, “shockwave”, and “electro” but those were all too boring

luke | wolfsbane: i considered “sabretooth” for luke but there’s a pretty well-known xmen hero by that name, so i went with wolfsbane. again, wolfsbane is the name of a poisonous dark purple plant (like nightshade), so there’s a direct link to magnus there, which is highly relevant as the two of them have history and used to be vigilante partners in the 1980s (which we haven’t yet uncovered in the fic). there’s also another member of the xmen called wolfsbane who, funnily enough, can turn into a werewolf, much like luke haha

maia | veil: this is another one i chose instantly and has everything to do with maia’s powers. now, maia as a person is pretty abrasive and unforgiving and unapologetic and doesn’t hesitate to get physical if need be (e.g. punching jace that one time lmfao), so i wanted to give her a power the exact opposite of this feisty outward persona. i think maia is an intensely vulnerable person who puts up a lot of walls and thick skin around her heart to protect herself and hide her feelings, so i wanted her to have a power that was cerebral, but also one that tied into this vulnerability and her unwillingness to let people see her real self. so, that’s why she can manipulate illusions, and that’s why her alias is veil.

catarina | witchlight: i don’t know if this one has been said outright in the fic yet, but it’s in between the lines if you read close enough! we’ll get a bit of cat in the upcoming ch 10, but magnus/nightlock has already mentioned her both by name and alias in past chapters. cat’s powers are healing magic (surprise surprise) and her name comes from a type of crystal that glows in the hands of good-intentioned and good-hearted people ... very much in-line with the phial of galadriel/light of earendil from lord of the rings if i’m honest (and a giant nerd) ... witchlight as a stone is also found in sh canon! in addition, witchlight has this great simultaneous feeling of antithesis and parallelism to “nightlock” and i don’t really know why but they sound good together! there’s a sense of balance between their names, don’t you think?

dot | salem: another one like cat, you’ll have to look between the lines for this one, but she’ll be cropping up a bit more and has a very crucial role to play in a later chapter. this matches cat’s witch motif but with darker connotations (reflective of dot’s superpowers) when taken in the context of the salem witch trials and therefore has links to the fic’s themes of persecution. however, the biblical connotations of the name “salem” are to do with peace, so that’s nice.

lydia | apex: this one is very literal - the apex of something is the pinnacle, the top, the best. lydia is one of idris’ best supers and her power is super strength, so go figure

valentine | silver tongue: we haven’t seen valentine use her powers of persuasion yet, and they’ve only been hinted at (and it seems that johnathan is doing most of the grunt work, golly gosh i wonder why that is and what it means and whether it matters for a later part of the plot ... hmm). this one’s pretty straightforward too though: someone with a silver tongue is someone who is eloquent and persuasive at speaking, and valentine is known to be a good orator as we know. honestly though i just think of that simpson’s episode where lisa finds out jebediah springfield has a silver tongue and that has nOTHING to do with this so idk why i brought it up lmfao

there are of course a few others: ragnor, aline, helen, raj, and victor, but i haven’t named them ... i think aline has electrical/lightning powers, and raj can teleport, but i don’t think i settled on what helen and victor can do, so i just didn’t bother mentioning their aliases. izzy and raphael (yet to appear) are also supers but don’t have code names ... and i’m also curious what maryse and robert’s powers and aliases might be! there’s also sebastian/johnathan who does have an alias but it hasn’t been revealed in the story yet so ... no spoilers!

your note about idris supers is interesting and honestly i hadn’t considered it ... i imagine idris supers do get to pick their aliases but they’d have to be ‘corporate-approved’ by higher ups. lydia (apex) and alec (sentinel) both have very strong and powerful names, whilst clary (muse) matches her powers, and jace (arkangel) is an odd one because the name reflects his wings rather than his adoptive muscle memory, and obviously he’s been a super longer than he’s had his wings so i guess that’s just a plothole hahahaha (maybe he had a different super name before he got his wings and much to alec and izzy’s annoyance, decided to change his name after he got his new gear? who knows)

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More Ghost stuff

random questions i answered sorry this is terrible

What is/are your OC’s nickname(s) and how did it come about?

Pup/dog from Ramsey, Ghost in team rainbow and Wolf in the SAS

What is the colour of your OC’s eyes/hair/skin?

Blue/green eyes, blonde hair and white skin

How tall is your OC?

5’4

What is a noticeable physical attribute of your OC?

He’s still pretty pale from the drugs and the track marks on his arms again from the drugs. He has a few tattoos as well mostly of animals

What does your OC normally wear? What would your OC wear on a special night?

Well he’s in the army so his normal combat gear or a pair of joggers and an oversized t-shirt/hoodie. Ethan’s not one for formal wear he’s very casual, owns multiple pairs of black skinny jeans that are a little big on him and plaid shirts with a t-shirt underneath are his go too

What is one word you would use to describe your OC’s appearances?

Ordinary (assuming this means the way he dresses)

Does your OC have any markings, such as a birthmark or a scar?

He has a couple of scars from bullet wounds and knife scars but the most notable is the ‘Ramsey’s attack dog’ that is carved into the left side of his torso. He has a tattoo on his left forearm of a big black wolf holding a union jack flag and a spitfire plane tattooed on his other forearm, he has a bunch of other tattoos just dotted round but those two are the most notable ones

How does your OC talk/what does your OC’s voice sound like?

He’s from Liverpool but isn’t conventional, he doesn’t have the typical scouse accent, but other brits can still tell where he’s from

What does your OC’s bedroom look like? His/her living area?

On base his room isn’t overly decorated, a few posters and books. In Thatcher’s house is like a normal bedroom, posters, figures, Xbox, pained a dark blue. It’s a loft room so the ceiling is slanted with the roof but there’s a window on the slanted roof which he enjoys because he can smoke in his room and it leaves nice colours in his room at sunset. He’s got a double bed and nice tv to go along with the Xbox and he’s eternally grateful to his dad.

What does your OC keep in a special drawer?

Weed box and knife collection

What is your OC’s relationship with his/her mother?

His mum was murdered brutally on Ramsey’s orders, they weren’t that close

What is your OC’s relationship with his/her father?

His birth dad is the same as his mum, was later adopted by Thatcher, they have a great relationship even if they bicker a lot

How many siblings does your OC and what is his/her relationship with them?

Birth family he had one sister named Laura they have never had a good relationship and it was only made worse with their parents’ deaths

Who is the mother and/or father figure in your OC’s life?

Thatcher

What was your OC’s childhood like?

Until he was 11 Ethan had a pretty normal childhood that’s when everything went to shit with (unknowingly) joining the syndicate

What is your OC’s strongest childhood memory? Why and how as that impacted him/her?

With it saying childhood I’m gonna say from before aged 11, Ethan’s not sure if it’s a memory or something his brain came up with after being told the story but when he was 4 he nearly fell down the gap between the train and the platform edge. He was dangling in that gap for a good few seconds as his mum ha a hold of his hand, but she was also holding a bunch of bags and couldn’t pull him completely out. A stranger grabbed Ethan and lifted him out, ever since then he’s been terrified of the gap between trains and platforms and makes sure people stay far away from the yellow line at the station. If people don’t it can send him into a full blown panic attack

What is your OC’s imagination like?

Hes a bit of a daydreamer but most of what he thinks is his revenge against Ramsey. With his drawings they are mostly vent art or drawings of the other ops

How many times did your OC move as a child? Which area was his/her favourite?

Never moved, his family lived in a poor as shit area and couldn’t afford to move

What does your OC think of children- either in general or about having them?

He loves the kids in his adoptive family but has never thought about having kids of his own, when he thinks of family he thinks of the people already around him rather than settling own and having his own

What kind of mother/father would your OC be?

Idk he’s still really young and going through a lot with the trauma he’s experienced so I don’t think he would put too much thought on being a parent

Who is your OC’s closest relatives?

His dad (Thatcher), Sledge, Mute, Smoke (like brothers to him)

Who is/are your OC’s closest friend(s)?

Bandit, Mute, Rook, Twitch, Glaz, kapkan

Who are the people your OC surrounds him/herself with?

People who can have a laugh but he’s generally on okay terms with the whole team besides lion

Who are the people your OC dislikes/hates?

Ignorant hateful people, those who have a problem with his family, people who look down on him for his age, sexuality and background. Greed driven people and people who think they’re better than everyone else thinking they are gods gift to the world

If your OC has a soulmate, who is it?

Bandit

Why does your OC and his/her soulmate work so well together?

They have suffered in similar ways and have seen similar horrors. At the start of rainbow they were both outcasted by other CTU’s (not the SAS and GSG9) they learned to survive through this together and grew into an infamous team in rainbow. They both learn to heal together

What are some things your OC admires about his/her soulmate?

His ability to control his anger, Ethan knows what effect the things they have both experienced can damage the control of anger and violence. Bandits restraint is a great thing and how he can turn it into harmless pranks

How did your OC and his/her soulmate meet?

The first gathering of team rainbow in Hereford base

What is your OC’s level of education?

He got up to A-Levels

Did your OC participate in extracurricular activities, and if so, what were they?

Nope

What is your OC’s opinion of school? What kind of student was s/he?

He was very fond of school it gave him a chance to be normal for a few hours of the day even if he was getting into fights quite a bit

What subjects did your OC excel at?

History, science, art and mechanics

What subjects interested your OC?

History and art

What is your OC’s dream job and/or current profession?

Well he’s serving a military service but if he had a choice he would have liked to work in a museum

How is your OC working towards his/her dream job and/or achieved his/her current profession?

He’s not working towards it as he can’t, and he got this job through a plea deal

What are your OC’s thoughts/opinions of his/her current profession?

He’s good at what he does and has found a family so he’s happy where he is, it’s certainly better than a prison cell

What is your OC’s biggest dream?

Keep the team alive longer than himself

How does your OC react to and handle stress?

Sleeps, drinks, smokes, fights either other ops or a punching bag

How does your OC handle anger?

Anger is what he handles the worst he can have severe violent breakdowns but he’s learned how to control it for the most part but that will only last so long

How does your OC handle grief?

He shuts down, you won’t get a response from him at all, it then turns destructive and after that he grieves normally, cries and tries his very best to move on from it. The most grief he’s experienced so far was from the murder of his parents and the only thing that could make him go through that extreme sort of grief again would be the death of one of the SAS or Bandit

What is your OC’s greatest fear?

Losing the people, he loves and falling back into Ramsey’s grasp again

What makes your OC happy?

His family and friends, having a day off at the same time as bandit so they can chill together

What kind of sense of humour does your OC have?

Very dark humour along with the typical millennial humour

What are some things that greatly upset your OC?

Being unable to help those on his team, he would lay down his life for them and he was taught any failure to save those ‘more important’ than himself was met with severe punishment (torture)

What are some things that annoy your OC?

People not understanding when he says he wants to be alone for a bit. People making fun of him for being 24 and being as close as he is with his dad

If your OC has them, what are some regrets s/he has?

Everything he’s done between the ages of 11-18

How easily does your OC forgive?

Petty bitch very rarely forgives

If your OC experienced trauma, what was it?

Torture, dehumanisation, body mutilation, he was in a brutal crime syndicate he’s seen so much at a very young age

What secrets does your OC have?

While he feels guilty for everything he done he doesn’t really feel bad for the victims, they were rivals and other criminals and he thinks what he done was mostly justified in his very black and white view on innocent and guilty. Also, he knows a lot more than what he told the police when he negotiated

What are some of your OC’s morals?

If you’re innocent you’re innocent, if you’re guilty it doesn’t matter what happens to you as long as you’re dealt with. However, his view of his is guilty is towards the real scum bags not just like people caught with drugs or imprisoned for petty stuff

What are some of your OC’s motivations?

His ingrained nature to protect an seeing how easy it is for situations to go south, very much a ‘if I don’t save them then who will’ along with obviously the supportive people he has around him

What is the health of your OC?

He’s not exactly a health freak, he enjoys drinking just a little bit too much and enjoys smoking weed, he did smoke cigarettes but with advice from sledge he got an electric cigarette instead. He eats pretty much whatever he wants not thinking too much about it (until he gets food poisoning or some shit) so not in the best of shape but he’s not out of shape either with his profession it’s hard to be out of shape and still meet expectations

Does your OC think with his/her head or heart?

A bit of both, outside of missions/training he thinks with his heart

What are your OC’s thoughts on death?

His own death doesn’t phase him, he’s come close more than once and he knows its gonna happen one day, so he accepts it

What are some of your OC’s strengths?

His situational awareness and skill with knives, anger management, never give up attitude

What are some of your OC’s weaknesses?

How much he cares for others, it can be too much and lead to him making impulsive choices, his trouble with forgiving people like the whole lion situation on a good day he’ll be civil with Olivier but on others not so much so he just tries to avoid Oli as much as possible, he’s also still weary about the other GIGN ops after the whole incident even though he loves the others he hasn’t forgotten the looks on their faces during the stand off and the choice words that were exchanged

How does your OC take criticism?

Not well he finds it a bit degrading and will struggle to see where he went wrong because he’s usually pretty good at pointing out his own flaws and failures

What does your OC think of him/herself?

He struggles with having an identity like he’s not really sure who he is, what type of person he is, but even still he has a very negative viewpoint of himself with how little he actually understands

What is the general impression your OC gives other people?

Snarky little kid who needs to cheer up a bit

How emotionally/mentally vulnerable is your OC with other people?

Not very unless they become close, the people who he’s vulnerable with the most is thatcher followed closely by bandit, but they are working on that

How does your OC display love?

Not a big fan of pda but loves cuddling on the couch with his quilt

What is your OC’s favourite drink?

Non-alcoholic: probably original Lucozade

Alcoholic: Heineken or Becks

What is your OC’s favourite food?

Probably tuna pasta or chicken ceaser wrap

What is your OC’s favourite sweet?

Skittles, when he’s in the mood to be a little shit he will down a bag of them with a red bull

What is your OC’s favourite season?

Autumn/winter

What is your OC’s favourite kind of weather?

Where it’s a little chilly but not cold, like the sky is grey but you can still walk around only needing a hoodie/light jacket

What is your OC’s favourite book?

Game of Thrones

What is your OC’s favourite movie and/or TV show?

Movie: Guy Ritchie’s sherlock Holmes films (with RDJ and Jude Law)

TV show: line of duty or game of thrones or Luther although air crash investigation is something he will happily both binge watch and leave as background music

What is your OC’s favourite kind music (and song if there is one)?

He loves most types of music, focuses more on good songs than a good genre, his favourite song would probably either ‘I was just a kid’ or ‘Amsterdam’ both by nothing but thieves

What is your OC’s favourite form of entertainment?

Video games

What is your OC’s favourite colour?

Dark blue

What is your OC’s favourite animal?

Wolf

What is your OC’s favourite sound?

Thunderstorms

What is your OC’s favourite time of day?

late nights/early morning when everything is calm

What is your OC’s favourite kind of ice cream?

Mint chocolate

What is your OC’s favourite dinosaur?

carnotaurus

#ghost #oc #r6s

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eddsmoped · 5 years

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2018 retrospective...sorta

so since 2018 is closing i thought i’d do what tumblr was made for and just make a blog post expressing my thoughts of this year n stuff..

(my christmas tree >:D)

this blog was made early this year, around January. It’s only been a year! its crazy, really. the amount of support and attention this blog has garnered in such a short time is astounding and very new to me....honestly thank you!

i have to say, making this blog has been one of my best life choice. really! ive never met so many nice people before, met so many new friends and have my art shared around and have had a place where i feel like i matter. i hope that doesnt come off a narcissistic in any way ^^’‘ but truly, for once i feel like i have some solid purpose...like there are actually people who look forward to my stuff and care! 2017 was a really dark time for me and 2018 was still not an easy year for me. but, improving my habits and having so many positive people around me really kept me up. i know that even in 2019 i will still have moments where depression gets the best of me and i will still struggle with staying alive, but it has gotten considerably better and that does mean a lot to me.

even if it is stressful and scary sometimes, i am so glad that theres so many people in the community. its the closest ive felt to an online community...its like everyone knows each other and i love it.

of course, all of this is because of eddsworld existing at all. its stupid but that cartoon really saved my life. it taught me some really important lessons that i desperately needed to know that honestly made my life so much better. it got me back into animating and helped me meet this community. and of course, i always value edd himself and his other works, even more so than his cartoon. even if i get extremely upset thinking about the fact he may be gone now, i still love & respect him and i dont think thatll change.

ive changed a lot over this year i think, and i hope to be a more positive and open minded person in 2019!

also, a personal thanks to those ive talked to this year...those who contacted me through DMs, or on discord, or even just sent an ask. ive loved talking to each and every person. i love everyones different personalities and have enjoyed every moment of talking with them (and many, many of them make me giggle and smile)

also also personal thanks to those who just exist & create in the community, and those who leave nice tags on my art...i read the tags, trust me! i smile and giggle at the tags i see, some make me think and some give me ideas, some have even given me inside jokes with my friends! (to the person who once said on my old loss.jpg post: “op im coming for your skin.” i did not forget)

also also ALSO a more personal thanks to snowgem, holly, and xdipp.

idk the chance theyll all see this but snowgem has been incredibly kind and fun to talk to, if even just a little bit. we dont talk much but i always love her posts and try to comment as much as i can.

i feel like i dont say it enough but i really do appreciate xdipp for as much as i poke fun at him. i cant really put it into words but hes seriously made me laugh so many times i cant count and hes made me so genuinely happy and im just so lucky to know him.

holly is my best friend and has been for 5 fuckin years. she is literally the only reason im alive bc shes saved me multiple times. idk what id do without her. nobody has made me laugh so much or made me so happy. i literally cry thinking about how much she means to me and i hope she knows she is my best friend and even with her flaws and all the disagreements and stuff in the past i never want anybody else to take her place.

im hoping for 2019 to be a good year for everyone. i want to do everything in my power to be nice and give back to the planet & humans. the world is a wonderful place and amazing people out there, and youre an example of that!!!

happy 2019!

#;post #long post #personal

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artificialqueens · 6 years

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Daddy’s boy Chapter 3 {biadore} - imafuckinglibra

It is I, the frenchiest fry! We finally got smut people! Everyone can thank me later, also next chapter is smut again bc idk I felt like it. Anyone who ever wondered how trans guys have sex? Same as cis people, shocking ik. But you’ll get to enjoy that throughout these 2 chapters and they have some domestic fluffy goodness mixed in there. Like I said I’m dysphoric af these last few weeks so any transphobic or hateful things Danny says to himself, I apologize for again it was mainly in the last chapter but still sorry for projecting me being sad onto him. Enjoy the smut k bye

Danny grinned devilshly, licking his lips as he pulled down Roy’s pants nuzzling his growing erection through his boxers.“Fuck.” Roy groaned when Danny pulled down his boxers too, joinning his jeans at his ankles. His hand quickly around the older man’s cock stroking it. “You’ll be the death of me.” He whispered trying to contain his smile. Danny smling while licking the tip of his cock, slowly swirling the precum bubbling out around the head for a minute. Roy threw his head back against the wall, gripping Danny’s long hair as he took him all in. Roy was thick, easily filling his entire mouth, the feeling making him moan around it as he found a rhythm that seemed to work. The vibrations coming from his throat making Roy’s dick twitch, growing even more. “Shit, Danny that feels so fuck….” Roy couldn’t even finish his sentence, too lost in the warmth around his tip. Danny smiled, proud that he could make Roy come undone so easily.

He picked up the pace of both his hand and his bopping, pulling the dick out of his mouth sucking the tip efficiently every now and then. He gripped Roy’s tight ass, digging his nails into it as he felt Roy’s grip in his hair tightening too. “Baby, if you keep doing that I’m going to cum way too quickly.” Roy warned opening his eyes to look straight into Danny’s eyes, lust filled and mischievous. Danny dug his nails into Roy’s ass harder making him hiss as he picked up his pace again, pushing Roy’s cock further into his mouth. Roy grabbed his hair tighter, his hips bucking forward on their own as he stared at the boy, his dick hitting the back of his throat. “Fuck Dan.” He grunted again, pushing his head down more, so close to release. Danny’s moaning increased too while picking up his pace, now cupping his balls as well. Roy grabbed his head with both hands, pushing it down a few more times as he grunted loudly, cumming down his throat. Danny made sure not to miss a single drop, swallowing more of Roy every time he felt his dick twitch, shooting warm cum down his throat. Roy let go of his hair, panting heavily when Danny slowly let go of his dick licking the base of it and giving the head a final kiss after licking up some left over cum. “I’m going to fuck you up.” Roy said bending down and picking Danny up.

Danny giggled as Roy carried him to the bedroom, falling on the bed with Roy on top of him discarding the rest of his clothes. Giving Danny a kiss he tasted himself on his lips making him eager to taste Danny as well. “Your turn.” Roy bent down, kissing Danny’s neck, biting at the soft flesh making his skin flare up and his growth grow erect.

Normally in this situation Danny would be in control, avoiding his partner ever having too touch him. Roy’s every move was too perfect, too addictive for his brain to register anything else and want to resist. He took off his shirt, biting his jaw before kissing the freckles on his shoulder. He looked up at Danny, making eye contact with him while he kissed down to his nipple. Post op his chest felt numb yet sensitive when touched, but every time Roy placed another kiss on him, it sent electricity through Danny, ending up straight at his growth. He wanted to stop it, he’d never really let anyone touch his chest this much, but he was too desperate for Roy’s touch to care. Roy’s stare pinning him down, making his need for him grow every second.

Roy sucked at the pink nipple making Danny moan and put a hand through his hair, indicating to Roy he was doing a good job. He sucked on the other nipple biting it gently a few times as Danny tried bucking his hips up to meet Roy’s.

Roy started taking off Danny’s belt when he suddenly shot up. “Don’t, you don’t have to, really.” Panic in his voice, scared of Roy seeing him naked. He came up to look Danny in the eyes, kissing him passionately, bitting his bottom lip. “I don’t have to, but I want to.” He said biting Danny’s jaw again as he unzipped his pants. Danny couldn’t say no, his need for Roy outweighing the shame and dysphoria he felt. He leaned his head back, closing his eyes to avoid looking at Roy or what he was doing. The feeling of dread setting in as he felt Roy pulling at his zipper. “Tell me when to stop and I will.” His voice sincere, taking off Danny’s pants and throwing the packer to the side. Danny nodded, taking in a deep breath to prepare for the worst. Roy removed his briefs, looking at the young man beneath him. “Wow.” He breathed out running his hands along Danny’s thighs, kneeling down between his legs hanging off the bed. “Danny, you’re so fucking stunning.” Danny’s eyes shot open, he sat up on his elbows to see if he had heard him correct and this was actually happening. His gaze darted from the beautiful dimples framing a smile to his crotch. Seeing Roy swirl his tongue around his erect growth making the boy moan loudly and fall back onto the bed, gripping the sheets. Roy’s smile grew at the reaction, wanting to make him feel as much pleasure possible. He took Danny in his mouth sucking on him and bopping his head slighly. He flicked his tongue over his head as he sucked it, looking up to see if Danny was enjoying it or if it was too much for him.

"Fuck yeah.“ Danny moaned as if he read Roy’s mind. His voice was strained as he arched his back moving his hips up to fully enjoy Roy’s skillful mouth. Roy enjoyed the view of the boy clearly getting close to his own release. He reached up, grabbing Danny’s hips tightly, black nails digging into his soft, pale skin. Danny started moving his hips up more unable to control them, Roy holding them down tightly as he sucked on him harder, hollowing out his cheeks and bopping his head faster. "Fuck.” Danny moaned loudly, his voice breaking as his knuckles turned white from gripping the sheets. His vision went dark, his body bucking a few times into Roy’s mouth before falling onto the soft sheets, his skin damp and his breathing heavy. Roy kissed his thighs soflty before grabbing onto a piece of skin and biting it, marking the boy as his.

Danny, still panting heavily, didn’t look up but made grabby hands at Roy as he tried containing his amusement climbing on the bed and kissing Danny’s neck and jaw till he regained his composure. “Fuck that was good. What the hell?” Danny finally asked sitting up on his elbows and looking at Roy. He chuckled and gave Danny a kiss. “So giving good head is a bad thing? I know my way around dick.” “Yeah but, I don’t,’ His voice trailed off again shifting his view from Roy’s eyes to his lower half. Roy sat up, pulling Danny onto his lap. "You do have a dick, otherwise I wouldn’t have sucked it now would I?” Roy whispered cupping Danny’s face, making sure he had his full attention.

Roy was the first lover Danny had been with that made him feel comfortable with his body, he always felt ashamed, like he had to prove to his partners he could make up for what he was lacking. He was different, he made Danny feel like he was complete,lacking nothing , like his body was nothing to hide. He felt tears forming in his eyes as Roy hugged him, holding him tightly, their bodies pressed together as if they were becoming one. “I do have one question though.” Roy said making Danny panic slightly as he let go of him looking into his dark eyes. Roy pushed him off onto his back. “How does someone who eat so fucking much, stay so tiny?” He asked patting Danny’s belly making him giggle uncontrolablly covering his mouth with his hands. He rolled over to avoid looking at him earning a smack on his ass hard enough it left a handprint. “Nice tattoo.” Roy smirked kissing the cresent moon on his cheek. Danny rolled over again, jumping on Roy making him fall over. The 2 of them stayed like that for a few minutes, laughing between kisses, Roy’s hands firmly gripping his round ass. “Now,” Roy finally said interrupting the moment. “Can we please go to bed? I’m fucking tired.”

Roy layed on his side yawning while Danny went to get a glass of water, he felt himself drifting off to sleep unable to keep his eyes open when Danny returned. He got in next to the man nuzzling his face into his neck, Roy wrapping his arms around him pulling him in as close as possible. “Definitely scewed.” Roy yawned a final time making Danny giggle, kissing his shoulder.

Roy flipped the piece of toast in the pan making it sizzle, the delicious smell of french toast wafting through the entire apartment. “Your cooking is almost as good as your head.” Danny moaned taking another big bite, wiggling his legs with delight. Roy laughed at the young boy eagerly holding out his plate for another piece. “Keep eating them that fast and you’ll get fat.” Roy teased putting the last piece of hot toast on his plate picking up his coffee. He went to sit down next to Danny, giving him a quick kiss. “It all goes to my ass, it’s okay.” “You sure about that?” Roy asked rubbing his belly, “At what point do I start getting my good luck?” “I am your good luck.” Danny slapped his hand away, trying to look as serious as possible as he took another bite. “That you are.” Roy couldn’t help but grin at the idiot. He made him feel whole, like something that was missing his whole life had been filled. Something about him kept pulling Danny to him like a magnet. Danny reached out, caressing Roy’s cheek noticing a bit of grey in the slight stubble. “You’re kind of giving me daddy vibes with this grey patch.” Roy laughed, flashing his bright smile. “Oh god, am I that old?” Danny shook his head before giving Roy another kiss. “No, but you’re total daddy material.” Roy swallowed down the last of his coffee, stealing a bite from Danny’s plate. “And you’re not human.” He joked, licking his lips. “Nope, I’m a creature of the ocean.” Danny sing songed, flicking his hair back majestically, sitting up straighter and holding his ass out. “Emphasis on the creature.” Roy joked running his fingers along Danny’s smooth back.

“You want to go shower and take these two to the dog park?” He asked, Danny’s face lighting up more than the dogs’ at the mention of the trip. “A day with my babies?” He jumped off the stool picking Dede up and kissing her. “And my daddy.” He added winking at Roy. “Never mention that in front of the others, I beg of you.” He said running his finger through his hair, getting up and giving Dede and Danny’s forehead both a kiss. “You can go first, just leave me some hot water.” He went into the bedroom to see what clothes he had that would fit Danny too. Danny opted to wear his own jeans but taking a shirt from Roy, mainly so he could enjoy the smell of him all day.

“Shane mentioned a talent show at the school coming up, all the music majors can enter for extra credit.” Danny mentioned as he and Roy walked hand in hand, watching the small dogs run around the field. “You know I’ve never heard you actually sing, you good?"Roy laughed raising his brow earning a shove from Danny. He just put his arm around the taller boy and pulling him closer to kiss his cheek apologizing for the joke. "I did have a song in mind, I wrote it a while ago but I’ve kind of been thinking of writing a new one about you instead.” Roy looked at the blushing boy. “Oh?” “Yeah, it’s about your blow job abilities. The world needs to know.” He joked leaning down to take the stick from Sammy, throwing it out for him again. “If you did I’d fucking kill you. I know a guy who can get me out of prison.”

“Think you’ll do great at the show though.” Roy said getting back into the car with the 2 dogs in the back seat, laying down and panting. “Come here.” Danny asked pulling Roy closer handing him the phone. “You take it.” Danny leaned in against Roy, pouting his lips and holding a finger to his chin, Roy smiling contently and taking the selfie. “Now I have a cute new lock screen of my cute new man.” Danny giggled fiddling with his phone as Roy drove off. “About that, I know you guys said it was safe but I still think we should keep the pda and all that a bit more secret don’t you?” Roy asked pulling up to a light, caressing Danny’s cheek before driving off again. “I mean, do I still get to kiss you or call you daddy?” Danny’s voice was low as if not being abe to touch Roy again was hurting him. “You can kiss me when we’re not around people or at school. The daddy thing though, let’s keep that to a minimum in general.” Roy laughed pulling into the garage of his building, the thought of his friends hearing it making him get chills. “So, can I kiss you now?” Danny asked getting out of the car and walking over to Roy who was taking the dogs out, holding on in each arm. “Yes, you may.” He smiled as Danny held his face pulling him in for a kiss.

Roy had dropped Danny off at his apartment after they fell asleep on his couch for an hour, saying he had some school things to take care of and Danny had his song and projects to work on. “Oh hey, one of you bitches are still alive.” Jay said before taking a hit from his pipe. “Jason is still out, just texted him.” Danny came to sit down next to his friend refilling the bowl before also taking a hit. “He’s probably still fucking Matt and claiming to not be an item, they totally are though.” He said exhaling, Jay nodding his head and getting up to go look for food. “I brought leftovers from my lunch with those friends yesterday.” Danny waved over to the counter where he had placed the tupperware and took another hit. “Tell your sugar daddy he makes good food.” Jay joked taking a bite from the veggie patties in one of the containers. “I don’t have one, plus fuck you those were a group effort.” “Sure, because you went home with and spent the day with a close acquaintance. It’s all good, get it mama.” Danny threw a pillow in his roommates direction, taking the rest of the veggie patty before going to his room.

Danny spent the rest of his day working on his song for the contest realizing he forgot to take Roy’s number and cursing at himself. His phone lit up with an instagram notification, ignoring it at first but then seeing the name of his new follower - thebiancadelrio. He smiled, throwing his guitar to one side and jumping at the phone. He clicked the user seeing pictures of Roy in full clown gear and getting excited. He rolled onto his back, kicking his legs in the air before jumping up and running to the bathroom. He was still wearing the red shirt Roy had given him. He pulled down his pants enough for his tattoo too peek out and just above his growth, making sure it looked unclockable but still having his hairy tummy and groin on display. He held up the shirt with one hand resting it on his head, turning slighty and taking the selfie. He looked at the slight bruising on his hips remembering how tightly Roy gripped it trying to control his moving, he smiled feeling sly as he typed out the caption and posted it.

Roy was working on the lecture plan for the next week when his phone buzzed with the notifcation of dannynoriega posting something. He unlocked his phone opening the image. Danny’s fabulous body driving him wild causing him to bite his pen, he looked at the caption. “daddy’s boy”

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