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jeffannieresource · 9 months

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My (long, long, very long) List of Favorite Jeff/Annie fics -- Part 1b

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Tell the World That We Finally Got It Right by ameliajessica Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Feb 06, 2015 "IT'S A BEAR DANCE!" Chaos ensues! Riot! Food fight! Jeff and Annie hiding from the mayhem!

Inevitable by Waffleberry Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Feb 7, 2015 He has thought about it so many times in the summer break; of course he has; and what he has deduced is that it wasn’t just Racquel that broke in that lab. Something between them fractured.

Cry Uncle by Fayth82 Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Feb 21, 2015 He's had those words running around his head all week and it was slowly driving him crazy. It will only take one little thing to tip him over the edge.

DVD Extras by PepperF Rated: T Date Originally Posted: March 16, 2015 Movie-making, romantic melodrama as proxy, the art of subtle manipulation, and ghost (?) ninja alien robots.

If It’s Real (It Stains Your Hand Like Wine) by wright_or_wrong Rated: T Date Originally Posted: May 2, 2015 “But I think to really sell it,” Abed muses. “We need a kiss. I mean, you guys are about to die. What would keep you from going for it?” Alternate/Missing scene for 6x08.

When a Resistable Force Meets a Moveable Object by PepperF Rated: T Date Originally Posted: May 5, 2015 Things are fine, really. The kissing is just an aberration. WAS. WAS an aberration.

only fools rush in by ameliajessica Rated: E Date Originally Posted: May 7, 2015 - Aug 3, 2015 Jeff and Annie are terrible at casual sex. Well, Annie is.

Coming Clean by thebaddestwolf Rated: E Date Originally Posted: June 8, 2015 to Aug 3, 2015 It almost didn’t seem real -- that he’d finally, finally, told her, that he’d kissed her -- that she’d asked him to. After the mess he’d made of everything, all the self-sabotage and self-loathing and other self-inflicted pain, the solution boiled down to something as simple as coming clean to her. A missing scene fic, starting after the S6 finale study room kiss. Spoilers, obviously.

You’ll See How Well We Rhyme by wright_or_wrong Rated: T Date Originally Posted: June 9, 2015 "It’s probably why he’s felt so envious of Annie, going out and changing her life, chasing something new and better – and it’s probably why it was so easy to come up with alternate scenarios for the future after she got her internship. There’s got to be something better out there for him too." Post S6 finale

Advanced Manipulation and Mindfulness Techniques by PepperF Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Jan 31, 2016 Fours all have this look: alert, cunning, and ravenous. It may be hell at the bottom and heaven at the top, but one level down the pressure is enough to forge diamonds. But Annie thrives under pressure.

Intro to Freudian Slips by randomramblesff Rated: G Date Originally Posted: Feb 11, 2016 “By which you mean, Chang emails me rankings every day and I don't respond, because if I did, it would always be Annie one, Britta two.” An alternative ending to Basic Email Security (Season 6, Episode 6) where Jeff is a gupti-gupta who accidentally said something he probably shouldn't have said.

Basic Truth by PepperF Rated: T Date Originally Posted: March 20, 2016 What if Annie had been in the study room instead of Britta?

Aimless Walking and Significant Moments by greendalecoolcat Rated: T Date Originally Posted: April 10, 2016 Jeff reveals information to Annie. She takes him on a walk.

Emotional First Aid for Amateur Busybodies by PepperF Rated: T Date Originally Posted: April 21, 2016 School's out and Annie's going away and nothing really matters. Which doesn't explain why he's awake at 2 a.m. worrying about it all.

Open Doors and New Beginnings by greendalecoolcat Rated: M Date Originally Posted: June 1, 2016 An alternate version of the finale.

One More Goodbye by Nostalgia_101 Rated: T Date Originally Posted: June 5, 2016 Annie's last night in Greendale before leaving for D.C.

Five Times That Annie Seduced Jeff, and One Time She Got Distracted and Forgot (But It Worked Anyway) by PepperF Rated: T Date Originally Posted: June 7-8, 2016 I'm just going to let that title speak for itself.

Lecherous by CeleryLapel Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Aug 18, 2016 to Sept 9, 2019 Canon Divergent fic immediate post Remedial Chaos Theory

Alternative Teleologies of Narrative: A Holistic Approach by jeffwik Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Sept 3, 2016 "Or maybe the dean was right?" Annie asked. "About us?" She searched his features, looking for confirmation of what she'd been so certain of when she'd come up with the whole stupid crack-Troy-and-record-a-taunting-message-to-get-Jeff-to-admit-he-wanted-her plan.

Certainty by CeleryLapel Rated: K Date Originally Posted: Jan 22, 2017 Post-S6. Jeff and Annie are dating. They haven't yet told his mother.

Tell Me by randomramblesff Rated: M Date Originally Posted: March 20, 2017 When he first tells, her he feels partly pathetic and partly terrified. He’s been thinking about it for a while, mulling over all the ways he could screw things up. It’s not that he has a common history for ending things because of what happens in the bedroom - well, technically he doesn’t have a common history for any of it seeing as he’d only really class two or three of his past relationships as just that, genuine relationships – but he knows there’s some sort of expectation floating above him like a cloud. (or... Jeff and Annie take things slow when she gets back from DC)

You Are the Opera (Always on Time and in Tune) by PepperF Rated: T Date Originally Posted: March 23-26, 2017 It had been a long week. Hell, it had been a long forty years, and by the end of Friday he was feeling the weight of every weary minute. So he chose to blame the tiredness for what happened—that, and the tequila. He could never get the hang of tequila. It wasn't his fault he couldn't be strong for even one more minute.

Fill in the Gaps by randomramblesff Rated: T Date Originally Posted: April 27, 2017 “I’m Annie,” She stood forward, her champagne free hand ready to shake. “My fiancée.” “Pffft, ugh, sorry,” She tapped at her chest with the palm of her hand, knocking even more wind out of her than Jeff had already just done, “the, erm, the champagne, I think, didn’t settle right.”

Resolved by NE8675309 Rated: T Date Originally Posted: June 16-29, 2017 Jeff has been forced to realize his feelings for Annie just as she has decided to ignore his very existence. While Jeff is trying to make up for his own past indifference, Annie is trying to make a new start free from her own naivete. Angst and misunderstandings ensue. Post S5. Takes place during the Summer as an Alternate S6.

Basic Booty Call Etiquette by Pigzxo Rated: E Date Originally Posted: Aug 19, 2017 Their yam isn't murdered but Annie still sends that text. You're about to be screwed in the bio lab.

Just Like Always by greendalecoolcat Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Sept 2, 2017 It wasn’t just a debate kiss, or school dance make out. It wasn’t small spaces under blanket forts and it wasn’t smiles from across the room. It was sex and the most intimate moment of her life because it was with the man she loved.

Introduction to Sex Toys by Pigzxo Rated: E Date Originally Posted: Sept 11, 2017 All Annie wants is to buy a discounted vibrator at Dildopolis in peace. Unfortunately, with Jeff insisting on walking her to her door and the flash sale only lasting ten minutes, this quickly becomes impossible. The result? A messy, bumpy, totally unhealthy venture into friends-with-benefits territory.

Emotional Consequences of Cross Country Migrations (x) by cgkm2099z Rated: PG-13/M Date Originally Posted: Oct 3, 2017 This takes place mostly in between the final scene in Study Room F and when Jeff drops Annie and Abed at the airport. It's my own answer to the question: "what happened in that week in between?"

#AndAMovie by albatross9 Rated: G Date Originally Posted: Feb 16, 2018 Post season 6. Annie is surprised to find Jeff Winger on her doorstep and even more surprised when he volunteers to escort her an important work event when her real date flakes. All goes according to plan until their friends decide to crash the gala. Frankie has a surprise for everyone and the group decides that crashing Annie's work event is the best course of action. What can possibly go wrong?

The Mistakes Not Made under the Moonlight by Natalie_Carson Rated: G Date Originally Posted: May 14, 2018 During Basic RV Repair and Palmistry, Jeff sneaks out of the RV late at night unable to sleep only to find that one of the other Greendale seven couldn't sleep either.

I know that other things are not of consequence by middlemarch Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Aug 1, 2020 Something was ringing. It wasn't his alarm. It was his fucking doorbell.

Theories of Romantic Expressionism by Little_Annie_Adderall Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Aug 13, 2020 Annie's 21st birthday party. She rarely thinks of herself as "the young one" in the group anymore. But there's always one person who points out her tender age at every ill-timed opportunity. Tonight, she wants to prove her new adult identity. Although whether she wants to prove this new identity to herself or to... him... she isn't entirely sure. So on December 19, the study group gathers to celebrate Annie Edison finally going to a bar without having to be Caroline Decker from Corpus Christi. And once there, she receives a gift that changes everything.

Falling off the Precipice by HarmonizingSunsets Rated: G Date Originally Posted: Sept 29, 2020 Annie and Jeff aren’t a thing. If they were a thing, Annie would know about it. I mean…she thinks she’d know… Annie and Jeff are done with the will-they-won’t-they thing.

Casting by L56895 Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Oct 13, 2020 Jeff isn’t sure why he agreed to be casting director.

Constants and Variables by Raj_Sound Rating: T Date Originally Posted: Oct 21, 2020 to Jan 21, 2023

Advanced Beginner Knots by jeffwik Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Dec 3, 2020 In the aftermath of “Intro to Knots” Jeff and Annie hook up.

Countdown by practicingmypurpose Rated: T Date Originally Posted: Dec 16, 2020 sight, smell, taste, sound, feel.

Five by onenotewaffles Rating: E Date Originally Posted: June 16, 2021 to August 19, 2021 Set after the events of E304 in timeline 5, my third-favorite timeline.

Pottery for Dummies by naboojakku Rated: T Date Originally Posted: July 18, 2021 Annie tries pottery. Jeff quietly—then not so quietly—loses his mind.

Psychology of Deception by andropithecus Rated: M Date Originally Posted: July 21, 2021 to Aug 6, 2021 Jeff has always been pretty good at lying, and at getting out of things that he doesn't want to do. But what will he do when his Mom corners him into Christmas dinner and asks him to bring the girlfriend that he (lied and) told her he had? Lots of fluff, lots of fun, and an irritated Annie will ensue.

Cruel Summer by Olivia Sprite Rated: E Date Originally Posted: Sept 13, 2021 Jeff comes out to DC to visit Annie during her summer internship, and it takes everything in Annie not to mention 'The Annie of it all,' lest her heart is broken one more time.

All I Want for Christmas by Olivia Sprite Rated: E Date Originally Posted: Dec 24, 2021 Jeff and Annie are dating, and all Annie wants for Christmas is you-know-what. But a mysterious present means it's time to team up and investigate! A little mystery, a little snow, a classic caper; will our beautiful dummies get what they want this holiday season?

Social History and Holiday Revisionism by PinkCanary Rated: E Date Originally Posted: Dec 4, 2022 Seven years after Annie leaves Greendale, she comes back for the holidays.

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jelluf1sh · 6 months

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Could I please request a date with Sebek and my oc, Blue? Attached is the character sheet for her.

꒰— ๑ author’s note. hi mootie!!! TYSMM for being my first event request <3 i’m happy to write for your gorgeous girl and her obnoxious boyfie. hope u liked this as much as i enjoyed wring it for you, sweetie.꒱

౨ৎ sebek + old-fashioned carnival stalls.

As out-of-place as it may seem, Sebek is oddly provoked by carnival games. Paired with the fact that he hasn't had the chance to visit any local fairs since he was a child, that makes for a very competitive mindset.

He finds the idea idiotic, the notion of spending your money to win something as trivial as a stuffed animal or keychain, but the fact that he's absolutely horrible at some of them is just so infuriating.

(The vendors love him. They think he's a riot.)

You have to stop him yourself, or else he'll spend all of his money on a single stall.

Sebek really doesn't know when to quit. He wants to be good at everything, he says (rather loudly). The poor boy's eventually discouraged (though he'd never admit that to you) after striking out on so many games that he eventually just quits angrily, all while crying to you about how unworthy he is to breathe the same air as Malleus.

For the day, the two of you peruse town as the retainer stomps around, trying his hand at each and every game stall he sees. Fish scooping, ring-toss, target practice, until you're dizzy from travelling in circles with him.

As part of the carnival experience, the two of you make plans to eat just-as-festive food. Fleur city has an old, traditional charm to it. Why not make the most of your trip? Funnel cakes in the shape of large blossoms, spun sticks of sugar formed like small goats, ice cream cones with towering scoops of exotic flavors, etc. And gosh, can Sebek eat.

Before the evening truly ends, Sebek pulls you aside, near the bridge connecting the school with the rest of town. The light does no favors to the red on his cheeks. You tell yourself to ignore it with a snicker, as you'd probably just embarrass him more (as cute as he'd look). In two fingers, he clutches the plastic of a bag, containing water, containing the goldfish he managed to catch earlier.

"Take it!" he exclaims. "I have no need for such a useless creature." So you do.

"Today was not..." he clears his throat loudly, "insufferable."

You smirk. Maybe I will tease him... just a little.

"Yeah? What're you trying to say, Sebek?" He flushes, knowing how you revel in the way his face matches the cherries on your desserts from earlier. So he just... goes for it.

"I AM SAYING THAT I RATHER LIKE YOU AND WOULD LIKE TO HAVE THE CHANCE TO COURT YOU PROPERLY!!"

"Oh." You make a new point to shift in the golden glow of the flower-shaped lampposts. Now you're red. At least your plan worked, your congratulate yourself silently. "Well..." If this was the last night you and the rowdy, egotistical freshman would have in this city, you decided right then and there to make it last.

And if that was embarrassing both you and Sebek with a kiss, well... maybe this moment above the canal was just meant for the two of you and the evening sky to see.

"Maybe I rather like you, too."

#moots. ★#twst fan event #twst #꩜ inbox. ✉️#🌷— fleur city tourist !!#i havent been to a carnival in so long the foods are probably not the most on point #WHAT IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME FOREVER AND A DAY #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #twst x oc #canon x oc #pls do not flop #im gonna try not to edit it but im using the tag just in case #★ due to be edited.#mwahhh!!#꒰📂 star’s writing｡｡｡ ☆꒱

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rappaccini · 8 months

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arachnophobia ch 8/epilogue fic notes

chapter title

from 'antagonist' by nova twins

fic title

from 'athena', also by nova twins

yes, nova twins songs were used for every title in this fic. once more, i love this band, their songs just fit the vibe, and i think their sound is accurate to what the spiderverse mary janes ought to sound like.

this one specifically reinterprets the arachne myth as one of pyrrhic empowerment. sure, she was turned into an insect, but athena's going to be afraid of her forever and arachne can spend the rest of her life tormenting her in revenge. she gets the last laugh.

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from the myth of arachne from ovid's metamorphosis.

aside from it being the literal origin myth of the spider in greek mythology, in context arachne's myth can be interpreted one of two ways: arachne was a spoiled mortal girl who insulted the gods and was punished by being made into a spider....... or arachne was the only mortal with enough balls to tell the gods they were tyrannical, specifically towards women, and her punishment is a sign that the gods are unjust.

tying this into the fic title: this is a fic about a girl who calls out the misogyny inherent in her placement in the story, which may or may not be considered divine, who is alienated for it and dismissed as a villain and nuisance, but uses that power to get back at the powerful people who disenfranchised her and become a constant thorn in their side. unlike in the myth, there's a happy ending to this one.

guin and stacy

'various aliases' -- didn't plan for this to have eight chapters so i ran out of codename theming. hopefully this slaps a band-aid over it.

it's a world with looney tunes logic. therefore, funky physics, architecture and tweety concussion birds.

i don't know if 65-venom is omnivorous, but symbiotes are often carnivorous. and since carnage is the more bloodthirsty of the 65-symbiotes, i figure it would make sense for that to translate to it needing meat.

guin and stacy were a riot to write. i figured they'd have a vibe kind of like ham and noir's.

spider-guin is real, and a minor member of peter porker's world. her personality is basically invented for this fic.

and detective stacy, spider-woman of earth 617 is a composite of:

what if? dark's spider-gwen, from an unnamed universe where peter dies on the bridge instead of gwen, and she takes up his mask and her dad's gun and goes to get justice, and along the way decides to keep heroing. i'm taking that backstory and powerlessness, and combining it with

gwen-617 (for which her world is named), the middle-aged detective who's mutualistically bonded with her venom, albeit fic-617 doesn't have a symbiote.

[hence the shoutout to getting a symbiote in stacy asking gwen for her firstborn]

(however gwen-617's canon personality's been distributed to a and b in terms of the dead dad angst, inspiration to change her fate after meeting another spider-gwen, and being a cosw mastermind.)

617 in particular is real fascinating from a meta perspective. in the comics, she appears at the very end of gwen's original run, in an extremely meta storyline where the watcher that forced the siat gwiles kiss is observing earth-65, and complaining that it's unoriginal and full of uncompelling characters, and that they ought to get rid of it. [... which feels like commentary on the members of the audience and possibly editorial staff who wanted to strip gwen of her world and just shove her into a relationship with miles already]

then gwen-617 literally crashes in to tell him to fuck off.

gwen-8 is very much what the spider-man writers want gwen to be: the ultimate prize. a spider-gwen who marries spider-man, has his superbabies, has no symbiote, and never says a word about how she feels about having to abandon everyone and everything she loves in order to have a life she wouldn't be interested in. and naturally they park her at age 38, so she's still fuckable. a palatable spider-gwen well within the male gaze.

gwen-617 feels like the spider-gwen creator's take on what he wanted gwen 65's future to look like: a woman well into middle age who's showing signs of aging, no longer in a leotard, still bonded to and deeply connected to her symbiote, single and childless, and a cunning, snarky detective who gets her hands dirty to protect her and other gwens' autonomy. a spider-gwen who gets to defy the gaze and exist on her own terms.

(also, she and gwen-8 are brunch buddies and the 8-kids love her. wholesome! the opposing visions of gwen's future get along!)

at any rate i hope gwen65's future does turn out like gwen617's. my big fear is her getting gwen8... which i'm like 60% sure is what'll happen to movie gwen. gross!

back to the fic.

8311's physics are brought up in web warriors iirc, where it's discussed that you can literally vaporize people if you punch them too hard. and weblines connect to midair! fun!

the booze is looney tunes booze. it works like it would in an old tom and jerry cartoon. stacy's been hitting it hard.

gwen617's world collapses in the comics too. i hope she survived it.

full fucking salt here: of course the world where spider-gwen gets to hit middle age, stay powerful, and not have to answer to a man about it is the world that gets canned. thanks marvel!

included here because it was a way to incorporate the spot, give gwen a moment of pity for miguel, and set up how far the society's fallen.

unnecessary detail that's nowhere in this fic but i believe strongly: guin's an adelie penguin, because they have strong fuck-with-me attitudes.

i figured a cartoon animal world wouldn't let its characters swear. guin would resent this strongly.

spider-guin writes dadcop fanfic in canon. since she's hanging out with a detective, i figure stacy would peer review it.

guin's place

shellsea= pun on chelsea.

spider-guin plays the drums for the mary cranes in the comics.

spider-guin is peter porker's crimefighting partner as well.

the pork her joke derives from me misreading 'partner' on the wiki as romantic and not hero related, and having a split second of pure panic at the thought of.... peter porking her.

very interesting that spider-ham doesn't seem to be a society member in the movies. in this fic at least, him sharing a world comfortably with a spider-gwen is one of the reasons why.

they accidentally kidnapped peter-73. oops.

peter and gwen-e's blocking is meant to resemble gwen and hobie's in chapter 5.

gwen's watching another reciprocal partnership between a gwen and a spider-man develop. this peter's like hobie and miles-8. he's giving her what she needs to save herself (a web shooter, a portal watch, a radioactive spider) and trusting her to use it.

and from a meta perspective: can this kind of relationship between a gwen stacy and a spider-man exist in canon? or only off-page, in imagination and fanwork, without writers and audiences to demand it take on the usual conventions?

gwen8's touching her hand because it's where the spider bit her. she's thinking the same thing as gwen b. they're the only two who've had this kind of relationship but have come to opposite conclusions about it.

gwen8 ultimately accepted the constraints of her narrative and only subverts in the margins. now that the cat's out of the bag, she's backpedaling.

gwen8 and gwen617 aren't quite friends in the fic, since they only just met and stacy's furious about the death of her world. and gwen8 is only interested in her self. she made no effort to stop the collapse, only to grab stacy and run. and she's guilty about it.

gwen457 is from the ultimate spider-man cartoon. in this world, she's another powerless girl who chooses to be a hero, even when miles is already spider-man. she builds herself a tech-heavy suit to compensate, and doesn't bother teaming up with miles. very iconic of her. hence, she doesn't do invitations.

i figured since she's building it from robocop parts and doesn't have a healing factor, it'd need to be armored. and since her wallcrawling is reliant on magnetic gloves and boots, they'd need to be pretty big to hold her weight.

457's lair is in a sewer. and she's a girly girl. thus, the perfume.

she also seems to be very young in the cartoon. adapted here.

in the ultimate cartoon, peter encounters an alternate world where he died and miles (and gwen) is spider-man. referenced here. i imagine ultimate cartoon pete was recruited, gwen noticed his tech, and since she's a whiz, reverse-engineered it. and she went exploring simply because she felt like it.

457 gwen uses homemade cookies to win over her father. i thought it'd be fun to nod at that here.

as the only daughter of a single cop dad, gwen probably took on a lot of household responsibilites at a young age. 457, given how insanely strong her willpower is to become a superhero with no powers, probably got a bit of that unusual maturity from that.

this scene's a full-circle moment: gwen at the very start of this fic meets a dead gwen-with-an-e and processes the implications in an icy graveyard. now she's found a living one, and they can unpack it all together. also in a location made of stone and ice, that's basically a big symbolic fridge.

gwen keeps getting killed in purple and green. big 👀 at the atsv concept crew only considering gayatri and gwen in those colors.

spider-girl was the original idea for spider-gwen's name. bad idea! thank god they didn't use it!

the argument

gwendolyne's only chill about this because she hasn't processed that this isn't a temporary adventure. she's getting it now.

earth-8311's mary jane is mary crane. and look i HAD to have a gwenjay pairing here somewhere. it was almost stacy, but her being single was too important (also, didn't love the implication of the one gwenjay getting lexa'd).

spider-guin is a creature of great violence. i feel this deeply.

what if? dark's gwen stacy isn't a killer. i feel like 617 gwen would though. and fic-617 gwen's just had the worst week of her life, so i think it's on the table.

and really: the original gwen stacy from 616 HATED spider-man for his involvement in her father's death. she went to her grave resenting him. she has the exact same motive harry osborn did when he went villain. it's wild that no one's thought of resurrecting gwen as a villain.

gwen8's only plan all along was to hide the displaced gwens. which isn't enough for gwen b.

she's also in panic mode because taking peter means that the society's going to keep looking for them. peter parker's too valuable to them. she wants him sent back fast, and the others scattered.

peter-73 is not down with this situation.

comics-gwen-65a is a social butterfly. she loves meeting and bonding with alternate gwens.

she also loves dumb puns. hence porker and gwenergy.

recluse is a very obscure spider-hero. it's also a pun on the spider species, and the word literally means 'hermit'

ham's babysitting the kids, like he does in the comics.

and technically gwen8 hasn't been made, since she's covered for by her reputation and her miles.

gwen73 is very much in the vein of gwen616 in terms of characterization. confident, spirited, a little annoying about it, but very endearing.

look using death imagery with the gwens is so much fun.

gwen8 is still ultimately... gwen8. she is the palatable, male-gaze spider-gwen. she's the one who survives by going along with what they ask of her. in a sociocultural sense, she's the woman who plays ball with the patriarchy and sneaks what privileges she can out of it. yeah, you'll survive, but you won't be happy. and you won't be able to protect anyone else from it, including your kids.

gwen8 is so focused on survival that she can't imagine never having to do that.

the entire conflict over whether to hide or disband is a bit of salt about the council of spider-women in the comics.

the council of spider-women: an all-spider-gwen secret society devoted to protecting their own... who don't lift a finger to help anyone else. they sit back and hide out during the inheritor wars, and they haven't been seen since the end of the latour run.

out of universe: the writers forgot about it.

in-universe: they know the other spider-heroes won't do shit to help them, and that cynicism is ingrained deep in the organization.

hey girl i get it. but this fanfic's trying to imagine a happier ending, so we have to defy that.

more salt! about the other meta gwen plots from the comics. currently she's had two back-to-back event miniseries about meeting a group of alternate gwens, where they just repeat the same shit about deserving better, then go right back to the status quo.

look there are a ton of great gwen puns.

>introducing the term 'rotten' to build up to its use in a few pages.

why's the death of gwen stacy the thing that holds the concept of canon together? it takes the most understandable human impulses: longing to be special to someone, to love them, to keep them safe, and it poisons them. it takes that someone, and dehumanizes them. once you accept that someone you love is just a martyr to make your suffering special, all the rest follows.

which means that if you disprove that idea, everything else comes down with it.

and as seen with hobie, peter b, miles, miles 8, ham, peter, on and on it goes-- it is possible to change. you just need to believe it's possible.

(which, meta again: it is possible for spider-gwen to be her own protagonist without having to wall herself off away from the spider-men. she can even fall in love with them without losing her agency. the only reason why she keeps getting shoved in the girlfriend box is because the writers and audience don't realize the girlfriend box doesn't have to exist at all.)

the cosw in canon are absolutely reclusive. here, they aren't. because they can never enact any change unless they let outsiders in.

jess's absence: refusing to go along with miguel's gwendetta is the first indication that the treatment of her can make the society fall apart.

but gwen isn't a wrecking ball. gwen stacy ultimately is not the character that can shatter people's expectations of canon.

what she is, though, is rot. there's something rotten about the way she's treated by canon, and by the people who consume it uncritically. and if enough of it collects, everything falls apart.

callback to earth-138, and the 'i'm not the only one' mantra from atsv. gwen's spent the entire fic learning everything she needs to create an antidote to the society-- she's studied the organization while shadowing miguel, and how to unravel them while spending time with hobie. she's gathered all the motivation, and now she has people to help her do it.

'because they don't see us as people, they won't see this coming'-- callback to chapter 4, when gwen decides to yeet miguel.

'no need to get spider-man involved...' -- callback to chapter 1, and gwen's very first impulse when entering the multiverse.

but they will let him in the room. the goal isn't just to secure their individual survival, it's to make it possible for them to coexist with spider-men as equals.

having to try, and getting back up after they fall, and trying again. bringing that back too.

gwendolyn's expression: callback to the end of 1, and the look hobie gets when he decides to help her.

starting a band

peter73's too much of a spider-man to stay away from his world forever. i figured he'd have to return.

the implication in him handing gwendolyne's hw in is that they're regularly in contact.

and she's a take on gwen616. that girl doesn't miss an assignment.

gwen in chapter 2 desperately wants a gwen to mentor. now she gets one.

in the movie, inside gwen's bass drum, beside her spider-woman gear and that polaroid, is a birthday present from her mother. it's where she keeps her most important possessions, the things that remind her of the people she loves.

gwendolyne was always going to go home, just like gwen does. she stays away to gain the skills she'll need to be able to protect herself if the society shows up again (i think they probably do). and as soon as she's got the hang of it, she's coming back.

anyway in earth-73, an invention for this fic, spider-man and spider-woman are a team. and it's possible for peter and gwendolyne to have a happy ending, or at least to fall apart on their own terms. whether they end up together or not doesn't matter as much as whether they get to exist in the same world. they do.

with the appearance of man-wolf, gwen b's continuity is starting to shift into the mcguire era.

harry woke up offpage after the mcguire run ended. he does here in gwen a's world.

starting a band-- from the bottom of my heart: there's nothing canon-busting or story-redefining about gwen stacy leaping into action for her male love interest. it's far more subversive for her to choose to save herself instead.

also movie gwen being unable to connect to her all-female band and trading them in for a group of mostly-dudes (and two girls who are only there for miles), who she only assembles for the male protagonist she's the love interest of? gag. no. don't like that.

so here, her band is made up of girls, and she assembles it for them.

comics-gwen loves and recognizes the value in all gwens. clones, alternate spider-gwens, ordinary gwen stacys, even villainous versions of her. small nod to that here.

but this fic needed to limit the cast, and keep the scope on spider-gwen specifically. justified in-story as them not wanting to pull civilians into a dangerous situation (and in a broader sense, canon being so trimmed and strict that gwens that aren't the girlfriend at all don't get to exist-- like gwen goblin).

the gwens:

13122: lego gwen! supposedly from an alternate version of legoworld.

17628/marvel spider-man 2017 cartoon: from a cartoon that's disliked by the fandom, this is a gwen who also gets spider-powers, is a geneticist and science nerd who works as a team with peter, miles and anya.

people really hate this cartoon. idk why, it's cute! lampshaded here as gwen8 and the society turning up their noses at it.

spider-witch: there's basically no info on her other than that she exists, is vaguely scarlet witch-adjacent, and is affiliated with evil; she's from a fighting videogame, that's really the best you can hope for with those. but the idea of a gwen-as-reality-witch is cool, extending the olive branch to every single version of themselves no matter how evil is important, and it was funny to me about there being a spider-gwen who's only lurking in the council discord, so to speak. just because she's a gwen doesn't mean she'll play ball with the others.

"we all have a little bit of villain in us" is a quote from the shadow-clones gwen mini.

TRN684/marvel rising cartoon: from a far more low stakes world, being that it's a children's cartoon, but still important. (fun fact: she's why all the new spider-gwens have pink dip-dye; the animators mixed her and gwenpool up and so the design alteration was made) also the second i saw those gliders on her suit i knew i wanted a line about teaching them how to fly.

18157/marvel action: these comics are aimed at a younger readerbase, so i figured making her the most inexperienced (pre-gwendolyne) gwen worked. this gwen's still got a punk/counterculture style, but is primarily a reporter. and this one's friends with her miles and peter. which is what gwen needs to see to finally restart her friendship with miles.

all were chosen for the fic because they have distinct enough personalities or looks (not too many alt-spider gwens do; there's mostly just an indication that she exists), and have something the team could benefit from.

and msm and action gwen were specifically included because i know they're looked down on in the fandom. no elitism about which gwen is better; all of them matter and all of them deserve consideration.

council

the council of spider-women were named before ghost-spider was made her new codename. i'll recontextualize that here as a tactical move: conceal who the council actually are behind the assumption that it could be a bunch of spider-women.

i'm thinking the council structure is in opposition to the society: invite everyone, no matter how 'lame' people find them, everyone votes on action and there's no true leader, no set hq either.

that being said, it's gwen's band. she's the protagonist, she's the one who spearheads the council's creation. if there's an informal leader, it's her.

hq: the suite is gwen8's. the garage is gwen684's. the warehouse is gwen a's. the bullpen is gwen 18157's. the biotech startup is 17628's. the sewer is 457's.

at any rate they're declaring war on the spider-society. they don't want to ensure the survival of all gwens, just a fighting chance. and with canon being shaped the way it is, that can't happen.

the gwens selected for this fic were also chosen for their skillsets. all the most fleshed-out spider-gwens that currently exist just so happen to have the right skillset to form a strike team. whaddya know.

instead of isolating themselves, they enlist allies.

the first is hobie, who loans his place for a meeting and offers genuinely useful advice, (... and stays after to do some non-pg13-rated stuff with gwen b,)--- a callback to 5's distraction conversation.

others include:

gwen's dad, who at this point is the dad of all of them.

gwen a's mary janes, who already know her identity and have helped her with heroing before

peter porker. (the hot dog discourse is hilarious. look it up)

miles, margo (after seeing gwen457 my first thought was 'these two would be great friends') and miles g.

miles-8 and peter-73. two more partners.

aunt may 457 is gwen's crimefighting partner in the cartoon. she's her 'guy in the chair' so to speak.

peter and miles 18157, teenage boys who are gwen's friends and competitors at the bugle.

peter, miles and anya 17628. peter and miles, who are friends and coworkers. anya, who is gwen's girlfriend, because the gwenya vibe in msm17 was off the damn wall.

=all people who care about their gwens and see them as people.

so many people care, they just need to know how to.

they won't win a fight head-on, so making the society so inconvenient thatit starts to implode is their strategy.

miguel's hair going gray: ref to chapter 3, where gwen wonders if her death will amount to a white streak in his hair someday. not quite death, but a ton of mayhem from a ton of gwens will do the job just fine.

weird fact about earth65 technology: all the phones have minesweeper installed. i like to think gwen8's bonding with her son via beating each other's high scores.

peter b can definitely tell something's going on, but he is keeping it to himself.

gummy spider surveillance finally pays off. also it's my way of trying to justify the more omniscient pov-- technically, if you squint, gwen's observing the society goings-on through her gummies.

the brunch club joke is from the comics. not shitty at all there, for what it's worth.

i simply think that detective stacy and spider-guin deserve to kill. that is all.

so. shit's rotting.

the society as an institution is irredeemable, but it's full of good people who are misguided and confused. and realizing how misguided they've been, and how harmful their actions are (so harmful that the ghosts of their dead first loves are trying to destroy them), is triggering an internal breakdown.

web imagery: miguel's portals look like an orb weaver's, so i figure that's his approach to canon-- neat lines that are easy to arrange in a pattern. so he wants the web/multiverse to eventually resemble that concept.

in reality, it's supposed to be messy and chaotic, and being manipulated so heavily is going to yield a violent counterreaction.

gwen doesn't trigger it. she's a gwen. canon can rot because of her, but it won't break open.

she's not the wrecking ball. miles is. he's the one whose creation blew open the doors on the idea that anyone can be spider-man and his story doesn't have to follow peter's.

(... but fwiw, the 'not the only one' section also refers to the spot.)

miles and gwen, together but not together, are what's necessary to break things open.

miles tangent

as stated repeatedly before, one of my goals for this fic was making sure miles still gets his canon arc. i think it's exactly what his character needs, and i don't want to flatten him or assassinate his character and throw him away after shooting gwiles dead. so he's still getting all his atsv development, just at a much slower rate and offpage.

it goes as follows:

may: he joins the society on a trial basis for a month (excused as 'well gwen's obviously an anomaly and yet she got to join, so miguel's clearly persuadable'). his first mission's still mumbattan, but it's really just gwen showing him the ropes; the spot just fell off the face of the earth or some shit, he doesn't show up here. miles spends a month reconnecting with gwen, peni and peter b, befriending pav, hobie, margo as well.

he still learns about the captain death event, but jeff doesn't get his promotion until august, so miles just thinks that his father's death is possible if he becomes captain. thus, he doesn't panic and try to get home to protect him; the threat is distant and it isn't even clear if it'll happen at all.

june: he shoots his shot with gwen and shoots himself in the foot. he avoids the hell out of gwen and hobie, doubles down on his friendships with peni and margo, and starts getting mentored by peter b. he also starts asking about the other mileses because his existential crisis is just beginning, and triggered by gwen: he fully assumes her rejection of him is a rejection of him and not a relationship with him. miles wants to be a great spider-man, and a great spider-man should be able to save his gwen, so he thinks she thinks he's bad at it (cue the dead dad angst). that combined with miguel's reluctance to let him in has him trying to figure out what about him is 'wrong.'

(... which leads to him learning about his anomaly status, and the prowler)

august: dad gets promoted. mumbattan happens-- but it's miles interfering with singh's death just because of dad angst and with zero spot involvement.

then he's suspended. something similar to the hq confrontation, but less severe, because the spot (a nuclear threat to the multiverse) isn't involved. i imagine miguel lays into him in front of everybody, and prepares to fire him, but peter b pulls rank to get it down to an indefinite suspension.

~during his suspension he, margo and peni head to earth 42 to meet his shadow self. as in canon, miles gets his ass kicked by g. and the girl who likes him has to call in friends to help. difference is, now the girl is margo and he went to 42 with her and peni. anyway he and g work it out. and miguel decides not to let him back in over this.

also he and margo get together romantically during this time. i love flowerbyte! good ship! it's what they need and deserve!

in january, he reunites with gwen on earth-73, formally quits the society and has enough closure to fully move on.

may: the spot turns up on his doorstep at the end of the school year as miles weighs how to break some coming-of-age revelations to his parents ('i want to be an artist, not a physicist', 'i have a girlfriend from another dimension now', 'i'm spider-man').

back to the plot

so. the spot turns up after a year of blasting holes in the multiverse, finally ready to get his revenge, and the society wants to stop it. they're spider-people; they want to help.

and they receive concrete proof that they aren't when miguel refuses.

peter b. seems like he was one of miguel's first recruits. and they were, at one point, friends. i figure that's why he keeps sticking around. he has trouble letting go.

jess, in contrast, is here for the mission. she cares about keeping the multiverse safe, and has finally had enough with the society's incompetence.

everyone gathers to protect miles's world, including his mentor, his friends, and gwen, who rallies a band of her own together to do so.

differences being: peter's the one who says 'fuck the society, we need to help him' because i'm salty about him being so hands-off towards this kid he mentored so well in itsv.

and gwen does not start her band for a spider-man; she does it for herself.

but using them to help him is important. it's gwen wanting to save her friend, but it's also all the spider-gwens acting to save a fellow anomaly and affirm his existence and status as the protagonist of his own story. it's that arc of self-definition miles had that their organization now has too: 'you should have the ability to choose your own destiny and not be punished for it too'.

plus stacy's got beef with the spot so it's personal.

the one-two punch of miles and gwen breaks the society: acknowledging that miles and his world matter and deserve to exist, and seeing with their own eyes that turning gwen stacy into an object was unbelievably wrong.

whiplash!

pavitr

this was supposed to be an epilogue, but it got tacked on. forgive me the pov shift.

so. final timeline update: it's been another month. it's june now.

jess is still at it. there is something valuable about the society intervening to send people back to their dimensions before they glitch. only now, the philosophy is more search-and-rescue than policing.

most people don't have portal watches anymore, so transdimensional travel has died down, but it's still around in some capacity.

pav's still hanging out with miles and hobie, albeit not together at the same time.

rotten foundation.

aside from showing the passage of time, it's moody as hell, and it's appropriate theme-wise for pav to be in the society ruins. he needs to humble himself, and to calm down a safe distance away from everything so he can come to the right conclusion.

i like to think hobie drops by the ruins sometimes too. hence the graffiti.

hobie's beheaded his pm and taken a step into his public era as spider-punk, but remains cognizent of the work still to do.

hobie's great at keeping secrets, but dude needs to work on communicating. it's one of his most compelling flaws. if the guy just told miles 'don't join the society, they're gonna hurt you' instead of dancing around it, so much shit could've been avoided. same goes for telling gwen he's working on a bootleg portal watch for her. i figure he keeps things from pav too.

so pav's been out of the loop re: gwen since august. given how things went with him and gwen and all the shit that happened afterwards, i think they were too uncomfortable to approach each other, then things got too busy with the council on gwen's end.

and ultimately, he had to come to her. he wasn't ready to do that until now.

he wants to be friends with her again, and to get that old friend group together and see if they still work, but something else has to come first.

(sidebar: pav came to the spot fight with peter and the society defectors, not gwen. she turned up later.)

he's mad about the mumbattan incident, but he also misses her, and understands why she did what she did. time's given him the perspective he didn't have earlier.

pav's innocence and naivete are some of his most winning qualities. they are also a serious problem, because yes, you shouldn't have to be traumatized to be considered legitimate or mature, but if you never have a hard time, you're not going to be able to empathize with people who are.

ergo, during the past year, pav's screwed up big with gwen (and miles, for that matter). he fundamentally could not understand where they were coming from, and couldn't give them the advice they needed.

he gets that now.

spider-man is a coming-of-age story, and part of growing up is making mistakes, suffering losses, having a hard time. and pav has to grow up at some point, so it's going to start getting harder for him. because he doesn't know what that's like, it's gonna hit especially hard for him.

starting with gayatri. the same old story's playing out, right down to the goblin and the bridge, and pav knows how this goes. and because he spent months convinced he'd be the exception, he did nothing to prevent this from happening.

but now that canon's in pieces, he's able to reevaluate, and let go of all those impulses that cause spider-man to fuck this up: he accepts that he might not be different after all, he might make a mistake, he might not be the right person to help.

in short, he woke up from the 'spider-man gets the girl' dream.

this section is meant to show a spider-man having that revelation.

gwen's appearance: time's marched on, and she's grown up.

(hair tangent: it's longer because time passed and the undercut's complete because she's fully through the door miles first opened. the dye's purple specifically because 1) gwen's original costume wasn't pink. it was purple. as she became more popular, they changed the accent to the Girl Color, which 2)... is the girl color. little girls are socialized to assume they should like pink most. usually, they switch to favoring purple first as they get older and start to question all the trappings of girlhood. gwen, not a girl anymore but not quite an adult, who's done the same. 3) the other spider-gwens who dye their hair all do it in shades of pink. gwen's taking another step towards being something unique. 4) it's the color of carnage's tongue.)

gwen's a step ahead of spider-man. pav's grown enough to be comfortable with that. he's okay with not being as mature as her, because he knows he'll get there at his own pace. and he doesn't want trauma to be what sends him there.

you know shit's bad when pav's hair isn't perfect.

callback to chapter 3: pav doesn't know if things will be different.

he's spider-man. he has to try-- but now he knows that he needs to try something new.

so: he's here to ask gwen to help him save gayatri. closure for him, and closure for her.

gwen hugs him because she does miss him and want that reconciliation.

spider-man catches gwen stacy one last time. then he lets her go, and defers to her judgment. and doing that works.

(i like to think that pav and gayatri will work out. he's bringing her what she needs to save herself, and he's going to let her do it.)

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from jason latour's radioactive spider-gwen. spoken in context by gwen 617, as she (on behalf of the council of spider-women) encourages the watchers (in-universe, and you, the reader) to let gwen 65 develop as her own person, rather than repeating someone else's arc. or existing as someone's girlfriend.

#arachnophobia fic

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03. IN-DEPTH SUNDAY FACTS.

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𝕴t’s been a while. I know I've kept you waiting. But I'm here now. Ft. a collection of sunday headcanons for your favorite Warmother ( No offense Ashe. ) Under a read more for obvious reasons.

Sejuani is a top through and through. She does not bottom, at all. The only time she will, is if she has established a very close bond with a Bloodsworn. It is exceedingly rare that she does, I cannot stress that enough. She is also picky with where she likes to be touched — generally her upper body, down to her hips, is a clear zone. She isn't particularly fond of having her thighs touched although she won't riot over it should it happen. It just isn't a sensitive area. Her chest is much the same — although she does not enjoy having her breasts touched in particular. It's fine to lay one's hand atop her chest. That's it.

That being said, her back is a soft spot for her. Whether her partner is running their hands over it, or even if they're scratching it, Sejuani greatly enjoys the stimulation and / or pain that comes with that. Her face is also a tender place to touch her. She will sometimes lean into a touch to her cheek, or turn her head into the palm there if she is feeling tender, kissing it ( Although she isn't too big on kissing, in general, the palm of her partner is a yes zone. )

Sejuani has not explored any real kinks as much as she's just been winging it her whole life. She is therefore rather unaware of what she would and would not enjoy in bed, aside from vanilla activities — or, almost so. Because while she is not aware of any technical terms for it, she is quite big on certain aspects of dom / sub dynamics ( Mostly in main verse, but even in other verses, as well. ) She enjoys feeling in control, definitely has a dominant hidden in there. Pinning is a big one for her. She can be on both ends of that, though mostly tends to be the one pinning her partner. She tends to growl, bite, scratch, and to an extent, can dip her toes into primal play ( However I wouldn't categorize her as fully into everything in that bracket just yet. )

She likes it rough, though, and will typically default to some sort of missionary position, however she is very receptive to switching it up and trying other positions. She is particularly fond of her partner riding her while she remains on her back. She enjoys being able to touch them anywhere.

She's very skilled with a strap on, and that may in part be due to the fact that she is fit, for one, and she is incredibly good at reading people, their bodies, their expressions. She knows when someone wants more or less of whatever she's doing, and she is just . . . A natural at this particular thing. There's not much else to say about it. She is even eager to partake in anything involving penetration, perhaps to the detriment of her willingness to engage in oral sex.

Because she doesn't do that often. Once again, she needs to have a very close bond with someone in order to feel comfortable with giving oral. At least, initiating it. A partner could, in some cases, convince her to go down on them, if the mood strikes. When she does give oral, she does not hold back, though. She absolutely gets very into it, and it shows. She comes away, her entire face a mess. Every time.

Sejuani will sometimes engage in sex with multiple people at once, and she enjoys that a lot when it does happen.

As already mentioned, Sejuani isn't really aware of what kinks she might have, because she's never given it much thought. She can however ( Spoiler alert. ) be very receptive to the following : visual stimulation, through watching her partner especially, hair pulling, sensory play and especially blindfolds and the like, restraints — being on both ends really, service topping, she is very easily teased, marking her partner / being marked by her partner, semi-public spaces, and very possibly more that I can't think of at the moment.

Some smaller facts just to top things off :

Sejuani enjoys sex in the evening / night the most, and that is typically when she has time. Convenient.

She also enjoys sex when her body is pumping with adrenaline, such as after a fight or a battle. She often won't even bother cleaning the blood off her, so there's that.

She may be picky and particular, but I can promise you that she is a devoted partner, and she is incredibly passionate. She more than makes up for the things she isn't too keen on doing with a near unmatched eagerness to do other things.

Absolutely she will have a partner sit in her lap when she is sitting in her Chair™ for a quickie.

Sejuani may have an oral fixation. Suck her strap, her fingers, is what I'm saying.

All in all, Sejuani likes to do battle, she likes to feel powerful in all aspects of her life, she likes to have a cause to fight for, and she wants desperately to bury her feelings for the rest of her life. Sex isn't just a means to an end. It is release. In a sense, she fights as hard as she does because she values life and the pleasures that comes with it. Sex, as well as the people she has it with, are just more things to fight for.

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katsukikitten · 3 years

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Part one. Master list for plus one can be found here.

Just a nice fic I decided to write for fun. Please enjoy!

Asshole!

He was nothing but a huge, giant fucking ASSHOLE for the entire two years the two of you were dating and he decides NOW is a good time to break up with you?

Two days before your cousin's wedding and over TEXT MESSAGE?!

That fucking asshole.

He knew how you felt. Exactly how you felt about going alone to your cousin's wedding after your family begged to meet your boyfriend and teased you for "probably making him up." Which hell, he may as well have been made up considering how absent he was in the relationship. Using work as an excuse to come home late but forgetting to turn off his snap location when he showed up at the bar.

So you did what any rational woman in her upper twenties would do.

You drowned your sorrows in booze, tonight red wine as it was the only thing around, and you scrolled through your socials in hopes of distracting yourself from your suffering.

Alas the devil that is Instagram only amplified your sadness and irritation. Showing couple after couple, your friends on hikes kissing on the mountain top, kissing in the flickering light of candles at a fancy dinner or, worst yet, getting proposed to. The video showing her in hysterics screaming, "YES I DO I DO!"

And it feels terrible to feel this way. Especially about your friends, the people you love and want to support, still it stings. You hadn't told anyone about the breakup, you weren't even sure your friends even remembered that asshole's name.

A teardrop lands on your screen, magnifying all the magical lights of the led beneath the glad. You wipe away the tear and with that the feed refreshes. A new post has come in at the top, Res Riot's official account.

Kirishima stands with a fat white cat in his arms. He dwarfs the animal with his large stature that looks larger as he still has his Red Riot gear on. The caption reads something along the lines of "missed my precious baby."

Red wine is a dangerous thing as your body acts on its own. You go to his page to hit the little arrow to DM him. Typing out and backspacing your message as you struggle from the booze, you decide to say fuck it and use the voice memo feature. Before you know it your sniffling voice is playing back to you after you've hit send.

"My ex broke up with me before this stupid wedding. It's in two days and my family is going to roast me big time when I show up alone. They think I made that asshole up. I don't know why I'm even in your dms. Your account is probably run by some dick head who can't even capture your kindness. I guess I'm here cause my first thought seeing you on my timeline was Red Riot has always been my hero…"

Ugh totally fucking cringe.

There is no surprise as you see the three normally ominous dots pop up, probably his social media manager about to ask you to stop your "advances" as Kirishima is too busy to date and he'd hate to block you or some other bullshit.

But there it is a surprise to see a little bubble with the play button and some vertical lines in various heights. It takes your sluggish brain a moment to realize you've been sent a voice memo. Odd. Your thumb smashes the screen faster than you can think and a deep voice rumbles through the speakers of your phone.

"Actually I run my official and personal socials. And I'm sorry to hear about your ex doll. He sounds like a real ass. I'll be your hero, I'll go with you to the wedding."

Your heart stutters, no way, no way in HELL this was Red Riot. You had read about the horror stories before or pervy account managers taking advantage of women who so desperately wanted to talk to their hero.

Hell, it's happened to Dynamight plenty of times.

You swallow quickly but the bile rushes up your throat. Not just from the anxiety of a possible con but from drinking an entire bottle of wine with nothing on your stomach after months of sobriety. Quickly you stumble to the bathroom, abandoning your phone on your bed. You barely make it in time to praise the porcelain Gods before you fall onto your back. Looking up at the light in your cramped bathroom, the orb doubles and spins as you feel the Earth turning on its axis. You curl into your side using your bathmat as a pillow as you drift off into sleep, totally forgetting about the voice memo on your phone.

As you sleep peacefully on your memory foam bath rug, Kirishima settles into his nightly routine. One giant hand grabbing strands of long dark red hair into a towel while another sits snugly around his Adonis belt and the thick, black happy trail that follows up the center of his abs before spreading out onto his chest. He tosses the towel over the open door of the bathroom before sitting in his favorite armchair with phone in hand. Diamond, his beautiful white cat he rescued a few years ago, jumps onto the arm of the chair, purring loudly when Kirishima's free hand scratches her ears absentmindedly.

He chuckles to himself as he realizes exactly what he's done. Acting on a feeling instead of logic all because he heard a "damsel in distress." Starting off his rare vacation with spontaneity starting with an impromptu date with a stranger. He really isn't sure what you look like and it's obvious your handle doesn't have your real name in it, just PrincessPeach with some random numbers at the end. He takes the time to scroll through your profile. Seeing pictures of food, of many sunsets, a friend's dog that guest appears often, your own cat and plenty of strays.

It takes him a while before he sees a photo of you. His heart stutters in his chest as he looks you over. Laughing with a friend, soft lighting from strings over head that blur like little fireflies. Your smile is wide, half hidden by your hands as your eyes seem to smile with you. Sparkling as if they held stars.

For a moment Kirishima forgets how to breathe, it isn't until Diamond jumps down from the armchair does he inhale. He smiles softly to himself before he drops his towel, puts his phone on charge and promptly falls asleep in his bed.

Kirishima rises before the sun even has a chance to filter through his blinds. He sighs softly, getting up to a sitting position disturbing a fluffy white ball that lays beside him.

"Mmrow." Moon stone eyes blink slowly as they look at the mountainous man hogging the bed.

"I didn't mean to wake you sweet baby." He says softly, going to pet the soft white fur only for her to get up stretch and give him her butt before plopping back down.

"I know, mean ol' daddy woke you up too early again." He says softly, his hand falling onto her back before he rises from the bed. Fishing for his running shorts, socks, headphones and shoes. He makes his protein shake, leaning on the counter as he drinks it, looking at how you read, or better yet, listened to his message but still no reply. It was late and there was a small slurring of your words, he figures you've passed out. He just hopes you're okay.

His run goes as usual, up before anyone else unless they were the normal avid runner. Passing by the usual array of people. An old man holding onto his youth by jogging through his daily five mile morning run, Kirishima knows he runs another five in the evening while the sun is setting. He hopes he can embody some of this man's commitment when he is older. Then he passes a middle aged woman, who gives him the biggest smile as she pases, jogging backward to send him a wink before plowing ahead. Occasionally he'll see a running group or a few teens training to be heroes, they always ask if they can run his route. "It's long." He always warns in a kind, warm voice. They assure him they will be fine so far only one other person could handle his 12 mile morning run. A young woman in her second year of hero courses at UA. Since then Kirishima put in a word with his boss and so every time internships roll around she's in the office.

By the time Kirishima is rounding back towards his high rise apartment, the city begins to stir. Slowly waking as men and women in business suits rush towards the train, parents flinging open the doors or curtains fussing at their children who cling to an extra few minutes of sleep before school.

This was always his favorite part of the run, not because it was almost over, oh no it was because he had a chance to glimpse at everyday life. Of nine to fives, of school hours and after school hangs outs at snack bars or the library.

What most would call the mundane but Kirishima would never call it that. It's why he worked so hard to protect it.

Diamond greets his sweaty form at the door. Glaring angrily with her moon stone eyes. Tail swishing before she goes to the kitchen by her bowl. Waiting impatiently.

"I'm not late, sweet cheeks." He coos, and she glares, "I know I know. You're hungry now."

He opens the fridge, gets out the highest quality food there is and places it on her dish, sure to keep it all in the middle or she'll claim her bowl was empty. He added a splash of water too since the weather was starting to get hot.

He sucks down a water or two, demolishes a protein bar and then heads to the apartment gym.

A few hours roll by and without hearing from you yet his worry over your well being begins to cloud the forefront of his mind. He pauses his music, picks up his phone and talks out a voice memo.

A loud DING echoes from your room and around your skull as you rise with a throbbing headache.

"Fuck." You hiss to yourself grabbing at your head as you shakily rise to your feet. Yanking the handle of the faucet to drink from the stream before looking at yourself in the mirror.

"Ugh." You grunt ignoring your swollen face and eyes, yanking the mirror door open to snatch at the bottle of aspirin. Swallowing THREE extra strength pills before slamming the door shut and turning off the faucet. You make your way towards your bedroom, more than ready to sleep the rest of your day away. Grabbing at your phone to charge it you see the push notification of an Instagram message from Red Riot.

The fucking Red Riot.

Internally you scream before it bubbles up your throat and escapes. You fumble to unlock your phone before looking that it's a voice memo.

Mortified you realize you sent one too. And first at that.

"Fuck MEEE!" You plop onto the bed. Nervous this second voice memo is probably about how you're a weirdo or something as you relive the memory of asking him to be your plus one.

Hesitantly your thumb hovers over the play button before you find the strength to press the cool glass. A soft thunderous voice plays out.

"Good morning sleepy head. I haven't heard from you yet, I hope you're okay. Be sure to drink some water and eat something greasy. Trust me, late nights with Denki and Bakugou taught me something. Since the wedding is tomorrow I'll need a picture of your dress for the color and style so I can match you Sweet pea. Contact me soon so I can know where to pick you up."

Did he… did he just call you SWEET PEA? Your heart pounds in your chest before it registers he's asked for your dress color and lowkey asked for your address. This couldn't be real. It sounded like Kirishima, his voice familiar from interviews you've watched but it very well could be a prank. Defeated you hit the small microphone and reply.

Kirishima hears a sharp DING in his headphones over his music as he finishes his set. He wipes the sweat from his face on his shirt giving the few people in the gym a lovely view of his sweaty and thick torso. One woman trips on the treadmill but it goes unnoticed by Kirishima. He pauses his music and hits play on the little memo. Your beautiful yet groggy voice comes in through his ear buds causing Kirishima to bite his lip. It causes such a flutter of butterflies in his stomach he has to listen a second time to actually hear what you said. Although he understand, he cannot help but feel hurt by your reply.

"How do I know you're not just some pervy guy using Kirishima's Godly looks to prey on unsuspecting people."

Your phone chirps at you from the bed stand and you growl reaching for it. You had hoped your message would have been clear. An unspoken of you know they're a fucking creep taking advantage of their PR job.

"What can I do to prove it to you, Sweet Pea?"

You hate how that cute nickname sends your heart into a somersault and your stomach in delightful knots. Still your doubt pulls a harsh tut from your lips before you reply.

Kirishima doesn't need his phone to alert him that you've messaged him, he's been looking at his screen for far to long without having to restart his set. He listens to your voice as if it were music.

"Fine, you wanna prove it to me so bad. Take a picture of yourself shirtless with the word 'Sweet pea' you love so much and send it to me. No photoshop I know what my favorite hero looks like!"

For over an hour you don't hear back and you figure you showed that perv.

But now you can't sleep so you nurse a water, door dash a "greasy" breakfast all before cranking your shower as high as it can go. Your phone dings and you try to ignore it. You really do but as the saying goes curiosity killed the cat. Opening the message you see a classic guy mirror selfie. Kirishima is clear as day in the photo, his large hand pointing to his bare, hairy chest where sweat pea is scrawled in his adorable handwriting. He winks at the camera as his kissable lips wear a dangerous, almost cocky eyes travel down his bulk following his happy trail that dives under a pair of black shorts, the best part of the view getting cut off by the vanity. At first you try to rationalize that this was fake but damning evidence was sitting on the vanity. A fluffy white cat in a diamond and ruby encrusted collar sits on the counter giving her owner an odd look.

His cat Diamond that everyone knows he loves and adores. Slick begins to collect between your thighs and especially so after you listen to the voice memo that comes through shortly after. His normally friendly and soft voice comes out a bit dark, husky as he says in a playfully annoyed tone.

"Now send me a picture of that dress, Sweet Pea."

#kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #bnha x reader

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meenah-chan · 3 years

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Brothers and a Broken Bone

An OM! GN! MC fanfiction (OM! Brothers & Now-dateables + Luke)

2.42k words

Genre: flangst probably

Trigger Warning: blood, broken bone, violence (probably) Self depreciation? Still, read at your own discretion.

A chaotic family. A fight broke out and then... "Snap!"

They were on the way to the Demon Lord's Castle. Being like their usual selves, seven demons of varying personalities is chaotic.

"I'll definitely kill you Mammon if you're not able to get my platinum Seraphim figurine back!"

"Stop fussin' around already! It's just a figurine—"

"Just a figurine?! That's the last limited edition platinum Seraphim figurine released during the final episode of Seraphim of the End! There are only 5 of it ever produced in the whole three realms!" ...extremely chaotic.

"Shut it, you're so so damn loud."

"Loud?! Then let me rip that useless ears off you!" Whilst just a few blocks away from the castle, the purple demon suddenly transformed and spring towards his scummy brother.

"Stop it already. You're making a scene—" Before Satan could finish his sentence, the book he's holding was hit by Mammon's stray hand and flew, knocking Beelzebub's burger off his hands.

"My... Burger..." Losing concentration he lost grip of Belphegor, who is on his back.

On his fall, Belphegor squash Asmodeus to the ground, who then broke a nail.

"My book..."

"My beautiful nails..."

"Mngh... the hell..."

A burger splattered on the floor. A dented book coated with mayo and ketchup. A broken nail. An interrupted sleep.

... Extremely chaotic indeed.

Simultaneously the demon brothers transformed, ready to join the brawl.

"Stop this, you fools!" A riot is the last thing Lucifer wants a few blocks away from Diavolo's abode. Yet, his words falls on deaf ears, causing a set of horns and wings to sprout from him.

And the eldest joins the battle.

Then there's MC, a mere human. "Hey! No fighting guys!!" ...with no one who want to listen to.

"Don't hurt each other!!" Still nothing.

They move closer and took a deep breath, but this time, they're eager to use a bit of force through their pacts. "CUT IT—Aww." yet before they could, they fail miserably. Knocked by whoever the brother is, MC lost their balance.

They twist to hopefully resist their fall. Still, MC's footing failed and instead fall face first.

Snap!

As if a twig cracks, Leviathan and Mammon's attention was drawn to the unsettling sound. And as if on cue— Lucifer, Beelzebub, Satan and Belphegor's eyes followed.

A few feet away from them sits MC, blood profusely dripping off their nose.

MC rose on their feet but in a second, "Ahh..." They glanced on their lower right and lift their arm, as if nothing is bleeding.

Following the human's line of vision, blood suddenly drained from everyone's face. Well, except for the human themself.

"AHHHH!!" A shriek from Mammon and Asmodeus.

"Y/N!?" A shocked yell from Lucifer, Beelzebub and Satan.

"..." And a choked silence from Leviathan and Belphegor.

"...It broke." at the end of their arm limply dangles their forearm from the elbows. MC just looked at it as if nothing's out of place. They then glance to the stiff brothers a few feet away from them. "So, y'all cool down a bit?"

The brothers are anything but cooled down. They are so terrified they couldn't even move on their s spot.

And as if to trigger the demon brothers alot more, they swish their arm a little bit, the dangling forearm swinging like pendulum.

The first one to return to his composure is Lucifer, pulling out a handkerchief to stop the bleeding of Y/N's nose.

Satan followed, removing his blue jacket and sling their right arm around their neck. "I can't find anything hard to support your arm so please make do with this for now... damn, that fucking hardbound book's useless..." He mumbled the last phrase gritting his teeth.

"... Let's head to the Demon Lord's Castle first." Lucifer may looked he is composed outside but inside, he is a total mess. Everytime he loosens the pressure of his hand on their nose, blood will come dripping off with no sign of clotting at all. Just a bit more of ant stimuli and he will certainly be panicking like his brothers.

Noticing it, MC took the handkerchief from Lucifer and hold it in place themself.

Beel on the other hand towers over them and carry them.

"Does it hurt? Am I the one who hit you?" A crying Mammon hovers over them, hesitant of touching a single strand of his human.

"O-Of course it hurts, you idiot! We just broke MC's arms!" Leviathan is also a crying mess, standing beside Mammon.

"Not really. It is throbbing but numb." They reeled their arm once more, alerting everyone.

"DON'T DO THAT!!" They all yelled in sync.

"Hahahahahaha!! Looked at that priceless faces. Are you in a choir?"

"Hey, no fooling around! You're injuries are serious!" Asmodeus snaps.

"What if you worsen it?! You want to lose your arm, huh?!" Belphegor added.

"Why would I listen to any of you?" MC raised an eyebrow.

"Stop being childish and unreasonable. We're just thinking about you."

"Ohoh~? Did I heard it right? Childish and unreasonable? Aren't you describing yourselves awhile ago before injuring me with your bickering?" Condescending laugh. They received an insulting laugh from a mere human, yet no one utter a single word for defense.

Amidst the chaos, three forms appears opposite to their destination. "Hey guys, aren't you going to the Demon Lord's Castle too? What are you doing in the middle of the road?" As Simeon, Luke and Solomon approached the frozen brothers, MC jump off Beel's grasp and went to them.

"MC, what's with that jacket?" Luke held the hem of their shirt with a concerned look.

"It's nothing, just broke my arm. Come on, let's go to Diavolo and leave that matured and reasonable bunch." MC is smiling but the three could hear the spite in their voice.

"Wait��You WHAT?!" The eyes of the three almost bulged out of their skulls in surprise.

"Don't worry, I can't feel it. Let's go before the numbness disappears."

Through Solomon's magic, they manage to stop the bleeding and hold the arm from swinging. The four arrived at the the Demon Lord's Castle safely, leaving the brothers behind.

"MC, what happened?" As soon as he sees their state, Diavolo react fast and guide them to the nearest sofa.

"It was an accident. Is it possible to fix this?" Barbatos entered the room from a door different from what they used. He is carrying with him a first aid. Their guess is either— he left the room as he saw them or, he already predicted this will happen and came prepared. Either way, he didn't questioned them and instead act calm and efficiently as ever. Though when MC look closely, they can see an ever subtle crease between his brows.

Shortly after Barbatos appeared, the seven brothers arrived to the room, silently stayed in the corner.

"Solomon, I believe you have knowledge of healing spells, don't you?" Barbatos asked, wrapping the injured arm carefully yet fast.

"Yes, but it will take a few days to completely heal a torn ligament."

"I also have some speeding-up spells under my sleeves. I think combining it will heal MC's arm by daybreak." After Barbatos patch them up, Luke approach MC, with Simeon a step behind him.

"Are you o–okay? Does it hurt?" Teary-eyed he hold their knee, looking into their eyes.

With their uninjured hand they caress Luke's cheek, wiping the tears off his eyes. "It doesn't hurt at all. I will be alright in no time. A sweet little angel is blessing me after all."

"That's right Luke. Solomon and Barbatos are also forming a spell to return MC's arm to normal."

"Now, listen everyone." Diavolo stood in the middle of the room, calling everyone's attention. "I believe MC and the brothers have something to discuss in private. While Barbatos and Solomon are constructing a spell in the next room, I hope Simeon and Luke to come with me to give them privacy."

"I bet they are the one who caused MC's injuries! I don't want to leave MC alone with them!"

"It'll be okay Luke. They will be careful and won't do it the second time. Am I right, guys?" Simeon spoke calmly to soothe Luke but a hint of distaste still managed to reach the ears of the brothers. "Now come, let's leave them for a while." A reassuring smile from MC to Luke, and a thankful nod from Lucifer, to Diavolo and Simeon are passed before the others left the room.

"MC..." Approaching them, the brothers line up in row a meter away from them, Lucifer speaking in the middle of the line. "We would like to apologize for our... foolishness. Won't you forgive us? We're ready to do anything to earn you again."

"... I'm not really angry with you guys. Just upset and disappointed, with myself. Well, maybe I'm also sad because of you."

"MC..."

"Quarrels are normal with siblings. But it hurts to see you guys on each other's neck, ready to kill each other any moment. I mean, we're family. I should be able to stop you guys from doing something you'll definitely regret later. Yet here I am, a mere weak human who couldn't even do anything about it."

"It was like you guys calling me a family is nothing but a title. That without the pact, I am but a useless design that would crumble at a slight flick. I'm so weak and useless it's so upsetting."

"You're not weak nor useless!!" Mammon yelled.

"Yes I am. Look at this arm that snapped like a flimsy twig." MC slightly raised the arm with broken bone, which is starting to throb in pain. Pain that will definitely cause their tears anytime soon. Yet despite the pain still not surfacing completely, a greater pain within their chest caused tears to fall anyways.

"Look at me MC," Lucifer knelt in front of them, wiping the tears away from their eyes, "You, by any means, are not a weak person."

"Staying by our side after everything that happened, shows that you're a strong person." Satan strokes their head, smiling.

"That's because I really love you all. Because I want to be with you."

"We love you too, MC." Asmodeus also knelt beside Lucifer, taking their hand to his lips for a kiss.

"You're the most precious person to us, MC. We don't want you sad so please smile."

"Y–You know you're the Henry of my life! I vow I won't cause you pain. No–I'll protect you from all the sufferings in this world the best that I can!" Standing behind Lucifer, Leviathan fist-pumped.

"You're the best cuddle partner for me. Get well soon so we can take a nap without any problems." hugged MC from behind, burrying his face on the crook of their neck.

Mammon had enough. "Let go, you pricks! No touching to my human! What if you worsen their injury, huh?!" He especially tried peeling the fifth and seventh born from their intimate touch with MC.

"You're just jealous you couldn't hug them."

"Or kiss their hand." Asmodeus planted another peck onto their palm.

"N–No, of c–course not!" Mammon blushed profusedly while he held his hands over Asmodeus to stop him the third time.

"Pfft—Hahahahahahaha!" Being able to lift the pain off themself and hearing the brothers cheer them up, MC laughed with light heart, also lifting the veil of sadness and guilt from the brothers' chests.

The room was filled with smiles and laugh, fortifying the bonds of the big family they have.

"I'm sorry for interrupting everyone,"

"GWAAAHHHH!!" Leviathan and Mammon screamed in surprise as Barbatos appeared in the room with neither warning nor sound. Not only the purple and whitehead was taken aback. Everyone went stiff for a second except MC who is facing the door directly and saw Barbatos enter.

"The spell is done in the other room. If you may allow me, I would like to take MC."

On the doorway stood Solomon, holding back his laughter from the scene, engraving the comical shocked faces of everyone to the back of his mind.

"You could've knocked before entering you know..." Satan sighed.

"Forgive me for my rudeness, but I would like to bring them as soon a possible." Barbatos slightly bowed with his usual formal smile.

"... I see. Please do." Lucifer held his temple for a second before rising on his feet and giving way to the butler. If he knew, the butler definitely did it intentionally as a payback.

"If you'll excuse me." Barbatos took MC's other hand and in a snap, sling it to his nape, carrying MC in his arms like a princess.

"Oi! Let go! I'll carry them myself!" Mammon yelled at Barbatos' action. "I'm afraid I can't let you do that."

"Yeah, you might drop MC from being too flustered." Asmodeus agreed, squealing at the thrilling sight before him.

"Beel, you carry MC." Belphegor nudged his twin. "Okay, I will."

"No, I don't think that's possible." Diavolo entered the room, interrupting any more attempt of the demon brothers of taking MC. Simeon is with him, while Luke made a beeline to his baking teacher and MC.

"Now that you settled everything with MC, we will now discuss your punishment for the incident."

"...What?" Belphegor and Satan raised an eyebrow from the Crown Prince's statement.

"Yes. Punishment. I entrusted MC in your care thinking you can protect them. Instead you caused them pain. I'll be lying if I said I'm not disappointed."

Although Lucifer thought of the possibility of punishment but to hear the word disappointed from Diavolo's lips, directed at him, his loyal prospect hits him hard.

"...Yes. I understand, Diavolo."

The stunned faces of the brothers, including Lucifer pulled the last string of composure within Solomon, freeing the dam of his loud laughter. Simeon also chuckled with him.

"Okay, let's start. Barbatos, Solomon, proceed to the other room to tend MC's injuries. Simeon will also help with the discussion."

"As you wish, Young Master." "Okay." Barbatos, Solomon and Simeon replied simultaneously.

"Will do. How about you, Luke?"

"I'll go with MC."

"W–Wait! Can't we just settle this without any punishment? MC did say they're fine already. Right, MC?" Mammon held Barbatos halfway to the exit.

"As much as I want that, I can't really oppose Diavolo's decision. And you did dig what you sow, so... Condolence, I guess?"

"You heard her." Diavolo added.

"B–But, BUT—"

"MAMMOOOON..."

"EEK—!"

And thus, the trial begins.

I dunno why I wrote this seriously 😂🤣 I just thought I want to write a comedy fanfic with all the characters but I just noticed my plot is a bit dark to make this a comedy at all. So I made it a fluffy angst instead sksksksk 😆😆✌️

Also posting A Smear of Blood soon after.

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uchihashisuii · 2 years

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can i request for shikari + "a playful kiss to make the other stop rambling" pretty pls 🥺 need my daily dose of my mum and dad like yesterday

"a playful kiss to make the other stop rambling" prompt list

unfortunately mum and dad are teenagers in this one, but c:

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As first kisses go, it isn't really a good one.

There's no fireworks, like all the books say there is; there could have been, maybe, but it doesn't last long enough for Akari to even notice if there was anything downright magic about it. It's nothing but unsure flailing as they stand outside the entrance to the Uchiha compound, setting sun highlighting his nervous smile, outlining the ends of his hair. Shisui is beautiful, as he always is; even with rampant anxiety rushing off him in near-tangible waves. She notices because of course she does; constantly aware of him, of his presence in her life.

Akari looks at him shyly as they say goodbye, lingering for just a moment to long as they always seem to do. She doesn't want to leave, he doesn't want her to, either; yet neither say a word, choosing instead to fumble along in teenage stubbornness and unease. But she looks at him, and sees the moment he gathers his courage; eyes slipping shut and shoulders squaring, nodding once to himself as though to steel his nerves.

He's always been the brave one, since the day they met. She doesn't know why she expected this to be any different.

Akari opens her mouth to say goodbye -it always feels like it's goodbye with them- and then Shisui is rushing forward, pressing his mouth to hers as she makes an inelegant noise in the back of her throat. His lips are dry and hers are cracked, and when her mouth opens beneath his on instinct with a small gasp - his teeth drive straight into hers. Akari pulls away sharply with a small hiss, bringing her fingertips to prod at her sore mouth, half turning away as nerves flutter in her chest, alongside the burn of disappointment.

Her first kiss. Nothing to write home about. She didn't even have a chance to close her eyes; there and gone before she could even register what exactly just happened. Her face burns.

"I'm sorry," Shisui says, with those dark eyes gone wide as he slips a hand back nervously through his riot of curls. "I just - I've really wanted to do that, for a while now, and I screwed it up. I also I think maybe I was reading you wrong? We're still friends, no matter what, I'm so sorry if I made things weird, but I really like you and -"

Their second kiss is a bit better. He rambles on, a flush high on his cheeks that makes Akari's mouth curve into an impossibly soft smile. Pulse fluttering with adrenaline, she comes to the realization that she really wants to kiss him again. Wants him to want to kiss her. Brave he may be, but it's customary now in their song and dance for him to start things and for her to finish them. Fumbling hands and nervous kisses are no different.

Akari gathers her resolve and swallows her anxiety as she closes the distance between them, Shisui still looking anywhere but at her as he continues on, hand rubbing nervously at the back of his neck. She cradles his face, tilts him down, and cuts him off with the soft pressure of her mouth.

They're both silent and still, not daring to even breathe. She has no idea what she's doing but neither does he, and somehow their chaste kiss makes heat and butterflies swirl in her belly even so. He's still as stone as she sweeps her thumbs over the swell of his cheekbones, putting the smallest bit more pressure behind the kiss.

The blunt edge of her thumbnail tickles just over the sweep on his eyelashes -impossibly thick and long and what does he even need those for, anyway?- in a way that makes him shiver, and it's only when he shudders beneath her hands and makes a small noise, deep in his chest, that he begins to move his mouth against hers.

Hands gripping her waist make Akari startle, enough that she drags her mouth from his with rapidly blinking eyes. She catches his eye and bites down on her bottom lip, thoughts rushing as heat coalesces deep in her chest; was that okay? Did you change your mind? Did I do it wrong?

The world comes to a halt as Shisui pulls her close, startling her once more as she all but falls against his chest. She still cradles his cheeks, still looks up at him with pulse roaring in her ears. But then he smiles - wide and beautiful and as natural as breathing, and with it all of her nerves are suddenly washed away.

Their third kiss is when it feels as though everything has slipped into place. Still a bit nervous, but no longer unsure. Their teeth don't clack together, neither of them make a misstep. Shisui's mouth is warm and eager, teasing at her every inch of self-restraint when he licks into her mouth. Their third kiss brings with it fire, her pulse jumping as Shisui holds her tight enough to bruise, her hands tangling in his curls with a sigh swept right his mouth. There's the magic, she thinks to herself as she feels his smile, stark and comfortable, right against hers.

#shisui x oc #shisui uchiha #uchiha shisui #naruto #naruto oc #jules writes #akari #shikari

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youngjusticeslut · 2 years

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Hi there, its the Plot Shit™ dude.

Personally, I think that if they were going to give 5 episodes to any arc, Kaldur's arc should have been the one to get it. Personally I think that all the slideshow side-plots in Zatanna's arc were added in so that they could stretch her arc for five episodes in order to not leave the show on a cliffhanger going into the mid-season break, which is fair I guess. But! You asked for my thoughts on the final ep and oh boy I am here to deliver.

I think we should have seen more of Kaldur and Co in the caves. Like a whole episode of that where we got to see Kaldur slowly fraying at the edges before just, y'know, snapping. It would have done a lot more for the catharsis of his arc and maybe contextualized his decision to take a break. For only having one episode to do that, they did their best (and I did like the callback to Bruce being an absolute asshole to 16-year-old Kaldur because I too would have internalized that shit if an adult in an authority position said that to me at 16). I just think that he didn't really reach the breaking point that would have justified his decision to take a break in a way that makes sense for his character. At least not onscreen.

Yes Mera becoming king is very girlboss of her. I didn't like it. It felt like Orin kinda just made that decision on her behalf, and presented it in a way where she kinda had to go along with it or risk a huge riot. Like yes he asked her if she was okay with it, but at the same time he had already done his 'She is your One True King!' speech. I get that it was a shitty situation all around but at the same time I got the vibe that she didn't want it. And she didn't really get a choice where she could think about it and decide, she kinda was strongarmed into it on the spot. Idk, maybe I'll change my mind, but that's just how I feel. I am respectfully looking at her in the crown though.

Aron being a clone wasn't surprising. Aron being a clone with Orm's implanted memories was actually kinda a cool twist, even if YJ has simply done too many clone twists in my opinion. Also it proved my mini-theory that there would be two Orm clones (because clones always come in pairs on YJ) right in a way.

Traci as Fate was [*chef's kiss*] and also I love her.

I like that the bus, the only thing that was actually not a hallucination, was the thing that made Connor go 'huh. maybe I'm losing my mind here'. From his viewpoint it makes sense but also from a meta stance it is funny as hell. Also the end credit scene implies that Zatanna didn't tell the rest of the team that Connor might be alive, like what the everloving fuck girl.

A side note on Connor; how come he gets to have a mental breakdown in the Phantom Zone, but Kaldur can't have a mental breakdown while being trapped in the caves? What the fuck is up with that, huh Grandon? Huh? /j

Overall I give the episode a 7/10. It was good, I just think it would have worked better if there had been another episode between it and Emergency Dive. Too much Plot Shit™ to wrap up neatly, even with the exclusion of most of the non-Atlantis B-plots. This probably should have been split into multiple asks, so sorry that this is so long. I didn't realize how much I wanted to say until I started typing.

Hello SaintClay, the Plot Shit™️ dude! Thanks for sharing your thoughts with me, long as they may be ☺️

I agree, I think this was the arc that could have greatly benefitted, and would have succeeded all the more with five episodes. The cave-in episode idea would have been *chef's kiss* and I lament that it doesn't exist.

I did predict Mera becoming the #girlboss king in the end, but I feel a little neutral on it because of the lack of buildup. She didn't seem like she wanted the title and I think back to a post that someone made earlier (I forget whom) about Orin's lack of emotional intelligence and oof they were right on the money about that. Fun fact about Mera in Arion's crown, if you look back at the trailer for 4b, the scene where all the magic users are circled around the bell in the Tower of Fate, you can actually see her wearing the crown there 😂 #spoileralert.

The episode was a solid 7 out of 10 for me too. Was good, could have been better!

#yj spoilers

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lovecolibri · 2 years

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I'd like having the hope some people have in 911 writers, cause 5a, wasn't bad bad, but the last few episodes were kind of meh. And I like reading all our theories, but i'd have prefered some things being more explicit. I watch the show with my mom and during all 5x09 she was like"omg buck wants her around, he could have aswered to the ily in another way", how can i explain to her, no see he had a disgusted face, he didn't really mean it, while if they stopped at "good" she'd understood too!

Yeah, my biggest person pet peeve is when people compare Buddie to other shows with het couples that took forever to get together because in every instance, it was made explicitly clear by at least one of the characters that they were in love with the other. Sometimes it was through a 3rd party bringing up the obvious, or desperately stated when the other is in danger, or things like one taking a friends advice and showing up with flowers to ask the other on a date but the other being with someone else or some other reason to keep them apart. Like, no matter how long it took for them to get together or what ridiculous reason came up that they couldn't be together (which is a whole other Very Tired Story that I'm glad 911 doesn't employ too heavily and when it's used it always makes sense for the characters and their story, so it doesn't feel like it's just for the *drama*), it's always made perfectly clear that at least one of them knows they are in love with the other, and usually the roles flip at some point and there is pining but it's always, always something that cannot be mistaken for anything but being in love.

Now, I do actually have a lot of hope for the story 911 is telling and I want to wait until we see where things stand at the end of this season to be too nitpicky about how they are telling the story, and I'm fully prepared for Buddie to not be together at the end of the season (I'd prefer it actually because I don't want to go on hiatus and skip the early months of their relationship. I would riot actually) but pretending like it would be some huge spoiler for the show to explicitly state that there are romantic feelings before we get a Buddie kiss is ridiculous. In the other shows, hell even in this one with Madney, part of the fun is the show leaning into the audience knowing, and stretching out that tension! It's fun to watch knowing that both parties are interested, but also knowing that both parties think the other may NOT be interested. So I personally, would like something that is inescapably clear, both on the "Buck has been deeply unhappy with Taylor this whole time because he's suppressing his own wants/needs and is entirely unfulfilled in this relationship" front, and on the "Buck and/or Eddie have clearly romantic feelings for the other" front. I can wait for them to get together because I know 911 knows how to tell a love story (seriously, Madney is like, such a beautifully done love story to watch unfold), and I trust that it's going to be good. But I do think if they are going to do it, it needs to be 100% clear by the end of season 5 that it's headed that direction.

YMMV on that, and with regards to how it's handled compared to other shows, but I just think keeping couples apart for the sake of drama is boring because I don't think a couple getting together is The Story. I want to see them being together, and having each other's backs, and building a life together. And 911 is actually so good at that! Because Bathena, and Henren, and Madney all have struggles, and fight, and things aren't perfect all the time, but we get to see them BEING together and working things out! If this was another show, when Maddie left we would have seen Chim dating someone else out of anger/spite, or Maddie would be coming back with some new guy. Bobby and Athena would definitely be divorced by now, and as much as I hate the cheating storyline for Henren it could have been so much worse. At least Hen immediately realized she made A Mistake and she never, ever had a second thought again. So I want to see Buddie get together, and get married, and add to their family and all that good stuff. I think ending at them getting together or ending with their wedding would be at least a little disappointing for me. 🤷‍♀️

#my sweet nonnie friends #911 #buddie #anti bucktaylor #i know there are lots of differing opinions on this and that's fine!#but as it stands right now buddie cannot be compared to other 'slow burn' het couples #because we are missing the key component of those which is romantic intention made 100% clear by the show #i think we are going to get it!#but i do think it needs to happen soon or it will have gone on too long being unaddressed to the point of being awkward #but the way they are handling eddie's storyline right now is VERY interesting #and i feel like we are in for a RIDE in 5b #but also i need the reporter gone like 4 months ago

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ignisnocturnalia · 3 years

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Variks x Reader Relationship HC's

Gonna write you as a new light, apologies my God-slaying siblings

News of the Pyramids over Europa reaches far and wide, as does stasis

With this discovery, relayed by a veteran guardian, also reveals news of the Eliksni who instigated the riot at the Prison of Elders

Being freshly revived, there's not much you can make out of the hostility the other Guardians offer the alien

Curious about him, you make a bold request to be stationed on Europa to "monitor" him

Of course, Zavala denies your request and speaks of how important your guns would be here at home

While you say you understand, you're secretly trying to find your way around it

The Drifter

You heard about his escapades to the frozen planet, reasons unknown, but still able to slip through Vanguard sanctions

As usual, a Guardian siding with the Vanguard approaching you with a purpose usually isn't a good thing

"Somethin' you want, kid?"

His tone is carefully jovial, bordering neutral, but you're not foolish enough to think he actually trusts you

"I need to get to Europa."

He stares at you for a solid minute before sizing you up, an inquisitive glare settling on his face

"What's in it for me?"

Having been on Strike detail for months on end, you've got a sweet heap of glimmer and nothing to use it on; you know he doesn't care a lot for the currency, so you offer up your weapons alongside it

He gives you a lopsided grin as he takes the arsenal, waving off the glimmer and taking you to his ramshackle ship

Unsurprisingly, it's a quiet ride, your own Ghost unsure of your actions

Drifter gives you little warning before transmitting you off the ship, leaving you to fall flat on your ass in the deep snow

Despite being a little upset about this, you finally see your goal, the very Eliskni that brought new questions to the ice planet

Every step you take lands your foot in a fluffy sheet of snow, sounding out with a crunch you had never heard before

Soon enough, you've completely deviated from the reason you came to the planet, completely obsessed with the snow under you

The entire time, Variks has been watching you from the window of his base making a fool of yourself

Distantly, he realizes that he thinks you're cute like that

"Here to help, yes?"

You are COMPLETELY caught off guard, turning quickly on your heel before slipping on the ice and landing flat on your ass

A shadow falls over you as you look up to see the well spoken Eliksni towering over you, and you're immensely thankful for the helmet hiding your blush

He offers you one of his real hands, helping you up and you can't help but notice how his hunched form is hiding a solid 8" from his height

Bringing you inside, you slowly decompress from the outside chill and Variks formally introduces himself

You quickly take note of how each of his sentences are punctuated by insect noises, which are quite fun to hear

You explain your circumstances and even though you can only see his eyes, you can feel the confusion in the air

"You left the Tower.. to see me? Variks does not know who you are; you do not know Variks, yes?"

You're slightly disappointed but not surprised by his suspicious behavior, after seeing how other Guardians harped about him

You then remember something very important

"I don't have a ship to get back."

Your ship still sat in the Hangar, locked down until it was needed for use

Variks stood in front of you quietly before also noticing something unusual about you; your weapons were missing

"Stay. I will contact your Commander."

You immediately spring from your seated position, grabbing at his shoulder before he can reach the comms

He seems to understand your plead

You spend the next few days eating freeze dried food, along with MRE's supplied by another curious party on Europa

Variks doesn't join you until he's finished eating in another room, and the conversations you can strike up are limited

You ask him to teach you Eliksni

He appears shocked at first but eagerly obliges, now showing up to eat with you

It's been a good couple of weeks, and you've got a few phrases and words under your belt

Nothing translates directly, everything is interpreted based on the small word choice

Variks didn't know, but you had spent the last 3 days trying to figure out what the closest thing to "I love you" was in Eliksni

That night, when you both settle down to eat, you eye Variks with a renewed purpose

The fuzz in your brain dissipates as, astoundingly, he moves to take off his mouth cover

You can't help but stare at his revealed face not noticing how he fidgets a bit under your intense stare

"Apologies, (y/n). I did not mean to ruin your appetite."

It was now or never

Moving over to sit next to him, you shyly looked up to see he had yet to put the mask back on, instead looking at you with uncertainty

"Yu ne ze." You are my gift. I love you.

The Eliksni's eyes widen and his body stiffens and you worry for a second that you've made a mistake before he turns fully and leans into your face

"Ma yun ne."

His mandibles are often used to caress your face

You find yourself with gifts and trinkets waiting in your small room in the base

He has you spot check his weapons, testing them out and generally having a blast with them

Other Guardians have seen you on occasion, but very few have approached you to ask questions about the mysterious Eliksni

Variks loves it when you hold his hands, even more so when you pet his face

When you find out he can purr, it's one of the most sought after sounds during your intimate moments, and sometimes he will purr simply to indulge you

Even if you're an undead warrior, Variks still piles furs on to your shoulders to make sure you don't get cold during outings

You have had to fend off assassins, often at the cost of your life

This pushes you to accept the deceptive whispers of the Pyramid, carrying you all the way to the Exo Stranger's den

She reluctantly agrees to teach you because of your inexperience, and although neither of you say anything, you and Drifter make quick eye contact

Variks can smell the Darkness on you and is very disappointed, but he doesn't tip off that he knows

Instead, he uses it as an excuse to put you under house arrest

He catalogues every single symptom you have that could barely begin to resemble a sickness, encouraging you to stay inside until you're better

During the nights, you notice he holds you much more tightly against his body

You apologize for your zealousness regarding his safety

Your lessons in Eliksni continue, and soon enough you can hold your own in small conversations with him

Whenever you or Variks look at each other trying to figure something out, you both always ask about the question in your mind

Whoever is asked ends up sitting in the other's lap, but you've found that it's much more convenient to sit in his own

This exploration leads to daily petting or grooming sessions, giving way for more risque activity to take place

Nsfw 👁👄👁

Variks orients himself as a switch, but you can tell he enjoys being on the bottom a little more if his rapid breaths are anything to go by

Brushing and lightly scratching segments on his exoskeleton are immense green lights for him, especially adding just enough force to push into the seams between his limbs

He's very gentle with his teeth, but the red marks he leaves on your body are generous from the amount of fondling he carries out

He's perfectly fine with both of you being bare, so long as a heat source is nearby

This level of exposure allows you to feel every rumble, trill, and moan straight from his chest and you can't deny just how hot it is to have an entire alien making these noises because of you

He delivers plenty of foreplay, always giving you the option to back out of it

With your size difference, you have to work to move up and down his body when you're both laying down

One of his favorite things is when you drag your teeth along his neck or chest, no real threat of harm but an undeniable thrill for him

He may start slow, but towards the end? You're better off simply letting him take care of you the next day

Fluff

After particularly tedious days, you will pull him into your shared room and pepper his face with kisses

Whenever he wants to nap, he selectively chooses your lap so you can massage his back or his forehead

Following the official announcement of your relationship, Zavala finally submits and gives you full permission to stay stationed on Europa, at the price of lengthy field reports at the beginning of every month

Variks, of course, teases you while writing these papers

He'll correct a mistake you made way back in the paper, laughing quietly in the back of his throat as you fume at the obvious inaccuracy

Besides Vanguard papers, you've taken it upon yourself to make him a new arm

You decide to gift it to him once the Dawning starts

Note: I leave some of my handcanons open ended for more ideas, and yes, I am aware they are more like one shot/hc hybrids, but hey, take it as an invitation to ask me to actually write out the whole thing. I will not write out explicit nsfw unless asked, and if I am asked, it will always be gratuitous and extremely detailed ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Finals are eating my timbs tho, so I'm currently attempting to study for these hellspawn

#variks #destiny 2 #relationship headcanon #zavala #commander zavala #the drifter #exo stranger #elsie bray #variks the loyal #Variks x Reader

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 4 years

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¤~°Ghost Marriage: Lovely Bride To Be?! Part 2°~¤

Previously...

"Your right. You will become my bride and then become a princess."

"Huh?"

(Y/N) could feel her skin turn cold after what Elias said. "Your joking right?" (Y/N) blurted out with fear creeping into her soul. Elias just kept smiling as he placed his cup down on the counter and goes closer to (Y/N). Taking the bear mug from her paleling hands. The Ghost Groom placed it next to the other mug. Elias almost translucent hands holds (Y/N)'s gently.

"No. We will be married twomrrow, my dear princess!" Elias said sweetly like honey. (Y/N) could feel herself grow faint as she falls into the Ghost grooms hold. Then the last thing she could see was her mugs before sleep consumed her body.

Present Time...

"*Yawn~*" Grim found himself awake as he stretches his body. He looks at where (Y/N) was supposed to be. But she wasn't there at all. "Weird.. Did (Y/N) awoke earlier than the Great Grim? She must be down stairs making tuna for breakfast!"

Grim cheers loudly, hopping out of the bed and starts heading down the stairs.

"Tuna~ Tuna~!" Grim sang as he reached the the hallway to the kitchen. He then heard a yell and stopped singing. "You, Trespasser! Stop right there!"

"Huh!?" Grim found himself being surrounded by three ghosts. "Oh it's just the usual ghosts. Or not.. They're wearing something different?" Grim asks himself with confusion.

"This mansion is the prince's and his brides reception hall. It's off limits four outsiders!" One of the odd ghosts yells. "Prince? Bride?? Reception hall??" Grim was growing even more confused than ever before. "I don't get it, but it's my dorm. The outsiders are you guys!" Grim says in retaliation.

"What a proud sentence. Before youngsters like you were born. We decided this place was going to belong to our country!" The leader stated pridefully.

"If you don't want to get out, then we'll drive you away by force! Get out before your beaten up by us!"

"Ffnga!!" Grim cries out in shock as the ghosts rush towards him. Not having a enough time to use his fire breath. Grim flees, rushing towards the exit of the Rambschakle dorm. Yet the ghosts kept chasing after him until he got outside the gate.

"*Huff, huff!*" Grim pants out of breath. Grim looks behind him to see the ghost guards nowhere in sight. Yet the gate was locked shut to let anyone in the dorm. "Those ghosts took away me and (Y/N)'s dorm. What the hell is happening right now!" Grim growls out after regaining his breath.

Grim heads over to the main campus to talk with the principal about this ghost problem. Once he made it to his office and explained what happened. Mr. Crowley responds with. "Since no one was using the Ramshackle dorm. It became guest house last year before you two arrived."

The headmaster mutters under his breath. "It's that season of the year again.."

"Huh? What do you mean by "season"?" Grim asks confusingly. Mr. Crowley gave a calm smile. "The one who drove you l off is the family of Ghost Groom." The headmaster says simply. "A Ghost Groom? I don't know if that's something we should admire or be scared of..." Grim thought of the Ghost Groom

"Even if you say so. He's still a princes of a destroyed country from a long time ago. The princes always dreamed of getting married to his "dear princess". Sadly before he could fulfil his wish, his life ended right then and there. Even though he became a ghost. He still is looking for his ideal prince..."

"When that season of the year had come. They will search all over Twisted Wonderland to find the perfect bride." Mr. Crowley explained. "It seems like they had chosen Ramshackle dorm as a place to stay when they accomplish their mission. I'm glad they chose one of NRC building for such a occasion!" Mr. Crowley states with pride.

"It's not time for you to be proud! Just drive those troublesome ghosts away!" Grim says furiously. "It would be trouble if we drove them away... *Cough!* Don't you feel sorry for them? Just let them be."

"Why?!" Grim questions angrily. "Because the prince will be looking for a princess that doesn't even exist in our school."

" "A princess that doesn't even exist"? What do you mean by that?"

"Well...The Ghost Groom ideal princess is... Someone who is (Your Height). Someone with smooth looking skin. Someone with kind eyes. A charming smile, a sweet voice that holds determination. Someone with cuticles and soft (h/l) hair. And lips that you would want to kiss unconditionally.~ Those are the terms the ghost groom is looking for."

The headmaster started to laugh. "He is trying to find someone super beautiful and kind. Someone like that doesn't exist, he would have to search everywhere for his ideal princess. Especially at a all boys academy!" The headmaster said, trying to stifle his giggles.

"Wouldn't you agree (Y/N)?" The headmaster says as he waits for the female to answer. But not a single peep was heard. "Huh? Wasn't (Y/N) with you Grim??" Mr. Crowley said with a eyebrow raised in confusion. "No? She wasn't even in the Ramshackle dorm when the ghosts attacked..."

Before the two could ponder over the fact that where the female was. Ortho rushes into the principles office. "Young Shroud, what is the matter?" "Ghosts are taking over the school and kidnapped (Y/N)!!!!"

"Ehh?! Kidnapped?!!" The two idiots yell in sync. Ortho nods his head in agreement. "Yes! Look at this video! It’s last night’s video from the school’s cctv!" Crowley gaped in shocked. "Hey! Please don’t hack the school’s security system!"

Ortho shakes his head and whispers. "Shh, be quiet! I’ll play the video." The younger Shroud pulls out Idias tablet and types in something. Soon Ortho shows the video to the two. The video slowly starts to play.

"*Bzzt... Bzz..*"

The video showed Idia walking about the campus. A slight skip in his step as he walked. "I’ve ordered my favorite manga’s newest print... Along with the spacial mini colored papers. But why is it not delivered by the release date!?" Idia sighs, "it’s a disgrace as an otaku to not get it on the first date.There’s nobody around too, let’s hurry and go to the shop..."

"...ound you..." A unknown voice whispers.

Idia goes quiet, "Eh? Just now... Did I hear someone’s voice?" The unknown voice speaks again. "I finally... found you..." Soon two figures rush past Idia. Though mainly it was a male ghost carrying a, what seemed to be a unconscious (Y/N).

"MY PRINCESS!!!!!!!!" The male ghosts shouts into the air with glee. Not noticing poor Idia who was spooked. "GYAA———!!!!!" He screamed in fear as the ghost flys past him. Then the video ends.

"*Bzzt! Bzzzzzz———*"

The three people in the room went silent. "... this ghost is..." Grim tries to say, but his words turned quiet. Mr. Crowley "Yes... Such a thing... Has happened." Mr. Crowley takes a deep breath. "It seems like the ghost groom has finally found his ideal bride!"

Grim was stares at the Headmaster with fear. "The ideal bride is... (Y/N)!? She’s not at all a princess! She may be kind, nice and stuff. But that's just in her nature! (Y/N)'s always determined because we deal with problems that you or other students give us! And you call her tired grin a charming smile?" Grim states truthfully.

Mr. Crowley starts to mumble a bit. "Huh..?" "(Your Height), kind eyes, sweet voice, charming smile... or not. (h/l) hair.. I think it’s fits the ideal of the ghost prince." Mr. Crowley tells himself quietly.

Ortho (who had heard Mr. Crowley) also agreed with the Headmaster. "Yup. Based on my brothers taste and other students. (Y/N) is cool from every angle. Damn you ghost, what a precise eyes you have!"

"I can’t really agree..." Grim sighs out.

"Anyway, it seems like we have a trouble." Mr Crowley remarks as he placed a gloved finger under his chin. "If (Y/N)'s chosen to be the ghost’s bride, then that means..." "It’s a problem—-!! The three heard a student screamed loudly.

" "It sure is noisy outside!" Mr. Crowley tells himself as he, Ortho and Grim rush outside the office. Standing in the middle of the interior hallway. "What is this riot!" Mr. Crowley yells out.

Ace, who was in hall. Runs up to the three with Deuce beside him. "Headmaster... ah, and also Grim! There’s a problem!" "There are so many ghosts that we haven't seen before. They appeared out of nowhere!" Deuce adds on, "they are taking over the cafeteria and are saying something like. "This will be the ceremony hall of the wedding"! We resisted them, but no matter how much we take them down. The ghosts keep reviving!"

"STOP YOUR STEP!!"

At the end of the hall, Senior Vanrouge and Sebek were conversing with the ghosts knights. "They became angery just because of a mere joke I made about them. Such a bunch of narrow minded ghosts." Lilia jests with ignorance in his tone.

"Ugh, the guys from Diasomnia! Why did you bring these ghosts here?!" Ace yells out in fear. "You naive ghosts who dare to snarl at Lilia. I'll get tid of you guys!" Sebek said with very little amusement.

To be continued...

(Okay! Part 2 is out! I hope you guys liked this and part 1. Notes and reblogs are appreciated (with credit)! Also, if anyone wants to chat or ask questions, hit me up! I wanna here some chapter five theories too.)

#twisted wonderland x reader #royal sword academy #nrc #twst x reader #ghost marriage #oneshots #reader insert #Ghost Marriage x Reader #Twisted Wonderland Ghost Marriage

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