#it’s more sporatic right now

[mysicklove]

cw: sub! gojo, heavy edging and then heavy overstimulation, hand job, crying, lots of crying and withering, gojo being cute bc i love him

wc: 1.1k

a/n: wrote this in like 30 mins. good for me. and techically by my standards this is a fic, not a drabble bc its more than 1k. wooooah

"Make it stop!" Gojo yelps, throwing his head back against the headboard, heaving as sweat drips down his temple. His lower half was naked, and he was wearing just a simple white t-shirt, now slightly sticking to his chest from the heat.

You pull back your hand, admiring the globs of precum on it. You bring it to your mouth, kitten licking it and groaning. "You really need to eat better Satoru. Taste so bad."

"Please," He breathes, eyes lidded and watery. You take another glance at his groin, his cock weeping against his stomach. It's flushed red, dripping pathetically, but other than that, cute.

He has been just one stroke from reaching his high a total of five times now. His body has grown tired, slumped against the headboard, and twitching occasionally.

You watch his hand grab your wrists, and you raise your eyebrows, intrigued by the action. He doesn't say anything, aware of your gaze but choosing to ignore it as he cups your hand into a makeshift hole and brings it back to his cock.

You chuckle at him, letting him do what he wants for a moment. He bucks his hips up into it, eyes slightly rolling back from the feeling. It glides down without much trouble, his precum from earlier lubing his entire length, and making a lewd sort of squelching noise.

He doesn't say anything because he knows he's moments from cumming. In fact, he doesn't even make eyecontact with you, trying to almost sneak by.

It was cute, pathetic and stupid, but cute. You pull your hand away when you see his body begin to curl over.

His mouth hangs open in a broken gasp and his hands twitch. He buries them into the sheets before he gets the idea of trying to touch himself. "Y-Y'know I love you, but I fucking hate you right now," He murmurs, blue eyes peering into yours with a wobbly grin.

You laugh at him, not suprised, and ruffle his already messy hair affectionately. Then you maneuver yourself onto his lap, straddling him. He peers up at you, slightly confused, but you just hum, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. His dick twitches at the attention, and he pants into your mouth.

Your soft hand comes back down to his cock, stroking the head a couple of time, watching the way his whole body seems to jerk and the breathy gasp he lets out. Suddenly, your pace is merciless, jerking him quickly and with full force. His eyes widen and his back slightly arches, his fingers digging into the sheets as he tries to process the intense sensation.

"Oh fuck. I'm gonna cum. F-Fuck! I'm cumming, I'm cumming, dont stop please!" He pleads, throwing his head back with a high-pitched, almost feminine moan. He stays true to his word, cum shoots out onto your hand and his stomach. You watch as your lovers abdomen contracts, and the way his whole body trembles under the force of the orgasm. It was an intense one, probably due to how many times he was edged.

Your hands dont stop moving through it all, and his body begins to jerk with the stinging sensation of overstimulation. "'m done," he whispers, hand reaching over to pull yours away.

You slap him away, continuing at the same pace, and he turns to you with frantic eyes, processing the situation. "N-No. No. No. No! I cant!" He pleads, tears welling up in his eyes as the sensation gets more and more painful.

You kiss away the first tear with a soft smile. "Yes you can! Cmon Satoru, all you wanted earlier was to cum. You can do it again!" You tease, kissing his neck when he looks up to the ceiling and begins to cry.

His whole body withers under you, jerking sporatically to escape your hand, and he begins to laugh. Its a mix of a giggle and a cry, sort of like someone was tickling him. He always did this when you overstimulated him, and it was always so endearing to watch. "S-Stop. Hurts. Hah! Oh fuck!"

You are stuggling to stay on top of him, his hips moving from side to side are threatening to knock you over. But you ground your knees into the sheets and use both hands to jerk him off. Wet squelching noises fill the air, mixed with his cries and helpless laughs.

But through it all, you just admire him. His pretty body that twitches and tries to escape your hold, his wet eyes that make the light blue color even brighter, the tear stained cheeks that are the prettiest red color. Everything about him was so pretty.

"I'm going to cum. No. Oh god! Too much. It's too sensitive! Im cumming. Im cumming again!" He rambles, unable to think coherent thoughts. The words just come spewling out of him, his head spinning.

Cum oozes from the tip, more pathetically this time, and he orgasms with a sob. His whole body seems to curl into himself, withering and trying to make himself as small as possible. The top of his head accidentally knocks into your chin, and you laugh, while he cries into your chest.

Your hands jerk him through it all, and the second he feels you going even a second longer after his high was over, his nails dig into your back and he pleads, "No more. Please, I'm begging. No more."

You obey his command, and let go of his cock, watching it fall back onto his stomach. You reach to grab the washcloth, wiping your hands and his stomach off. "Well that was fun."

"Fun?" He screeches dramatically, pulling himself away from your chest and using the back of arm to wipe away the excess tears. "You almost killed me!"

He goes under the sheets, pulling the blankets up to his neck with a pout. "Little dramatic much?"

"I'm not talking to you for the rest of the day," He threatens, falling limp against the pillow and staring at the ceiling.

"Alright."

A couple of minutes go by, and you hum to yourself, preparing for sleep. You listen to the sounds of Gojo tossing and turning in bed, glancing at him with amusement.

He turns to you, and narrows his eyes at you. "Do you think I can cum three times in a row?"

You pick up the lube. "You wanna find out?"

His smile falls in an instant, and he is waving his hands in front of his face. "Nope. Actually goodnight. I love you, dearest!"

You bark a laugh, and set the lube down, crawling into bed next to him. "Yeah, yeah, love you too, you kinky bastard."

"Hey!"

#mello.writes #gojo smut #gojo satoru #gojo saturo x reader #gojo saturo smut #sub gojo #dom reader #gn reader #x reader #reader insert #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #jjk smut #jjk x reader

[benisbeaaaaans]

The Discord Disease

(More below break)

As the name suggests, the Discord diease is derived from the entity of the same name, the Chaotic Chimera, Discord. The first signs of it occured when the statue of Discord disappeared from the Canterlot Gardens and started inside of Ponyville some many miles away. Ponies there that were later diagnosed began to lose the color in their coats, as well as exhibit behaviors that were “opposite” of their average behaviors. The first afflicted was Rainbow Dash, the assigned weather pony, refusing to do her job and behaving dismissivly of those she was reportedly close to, and her colorful appearance notably changing. This continued to spread via unknown means for some time until Twilight Sparkle, a scholar and student directly under Celestia, discovered anomolous particles inside some deceased subjects some time after the disease went unchecked.

Those afflicted will begin to experience behavioral shifts and sometimes flu like symptoms if exposed to the disease in large quantities. A pony can still be treated in this state. However, as they progress into stage 2, they will be more difficult to treat, as well as treat them without lasting damage remaining present.

Stage 2 progresses once the pony afflicted loses all color in their coat and mane, pigmentation turning completely white. In this stage, their bodies begin to rapidly decay, and within a week they will be visibly ill and their hair will begin falling out. Pegasai will fly irregularrly and aggitatedly, and unicorns will have sporatic bursts of destructive magic.

Stage 3 begins about 2 weeks after initial infection, where the pony’s torso will become bloated. They will be unable to move for 2-5 hours, depending on their natural resiliance, but will eventually burst, leaving their ribcages exposed, most likely destroying their internal organs, but not killing them, leaving them in an automotous state. This stage is particularily dangerous, as the afflicted pony will begin displaying more hostile behaviors, attacking other ponies, and attempting to either bite or wound them. Once they do this, they will no longer attack the pony, seemingly aware they have been afflicted.

As of right now, there is no known stage 4 of the disease.

#my art #au #mlp #mlp infection au #mlp infection #infection au #tw: infection #tw: rotting #discord disease

[borahaerhy]

Sorting the BTS Members into Hogwarts Houses bc I can

My credentials: I have two hyper fixations in my life, the only two things I actually care about, the only two things I spend all day and night thinking about and they are: Harry Potter and BTS.

Without further ado, here is how I would sort them

THERE ARE ONLY TWO THAT I AM CERTAIN OF, ONLY TWO THAT I AM ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE THAT THEY ARE IN THESE HOUSES AND THEY ARE: 

Jung Hoseok: Hufflepuff

Where tf else would he go

Sweetie pie

Chill

Always trying to be nice to everyone and make everyone seem loved and appreciated 

Possibly a stoner 

OBSCENELY humble and cool 

Mom Friend™

Min Yoongi: Slytherin

Smart as fuck

Knows what he’s good at and doesn’t need any validation whatsoever 

Not unwilling to cheat in order to win a game 

Along that note: Competitive 

EXTREMELY prideful in where he came from

Confident 

NOW AS FOR THE NEXT TWO, I AM FAIRLY CERTAIN ON WHAT HOUSE THEY WOULD BE PLACED IN, BUT I COULD SEE ARGUMENTS MADE FOR OTHERS. THEY ARE: 

Kim Seokjin: Gryffindor (?)

Cool Guy™

Funny, class clown type 

Studies well, but prefers to do just about anything else 

Competative, but moreso in theory

Like he goes to all the quidditch matches and screams so loudly for his team, and talks made shit on whoever they’re playing against, but would never actually play the sport. 

Overly Confident 

HOWEVER

I could literally see him being sorted into any of the houses and it making sense. 

Hufflepuff? 

Sure, he’s a chill guy. 

Prefers to spend his time relaxing rather than doing things

Has known how to sneak into the kitchens since first year, and does it almost nightly. 

Ravenclaw? 

Why not? He’s smart and works hard 

Dad jokes are basically cheesy riddles, so he can get into the common room no problem 

Would probably be studying anything other than what’s been assigned to him. 

Slytherin? 

He might not fit in perfectly, but the traits are there

Smart mouthed and overly confident 

Doesn’t need validation from anyone 

Competative - very okay with cheating/lying in order to win the game 

It’s all in the name of fun, right? 

He could be literally any of them bro idek at this point.

Kim Taehyung: Hufflepuff

All for chilling the fuck out

Sporatically hyper 

Also possibly a stoner 

Doesn’t like when others are left out 

LOVES ANIMALS 

Also class clown vibes but more like he just wasn’t paying attention and was accidentally funny when he was called on

BUT I could see the argument for Ravenclaw:

So smart bro 

Would have an absolute blast with the riddles 

Probably loves researching niche topics that have nothing to do with anything but he’d much rather know if polyjuice potion would give it’s user the same ailments as the person they’re becoming than complete the essay McGonogall assigned two weeks ago 

You can’t really tell if he's just really smart or a little crazy (affectionate) 

NOW, WE MOVE ONTO THE BANE OF MY EXISTANCE, FOR HE IS SPLIT DEADASS DOWN THE MIDDLE BETWEEN TWO HOUSES, AND I CANNOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME DECIDE WHICH ONE IS MORE ACCURATE. I PRESENT TO YOU: 

Park Jimin: Slytherin/Hufflepuff

He’s a Slytherin because: 

Smart, but make it mischievous 

Knows exactly how to get what he wants 

Very sure of himself 

C O M P E T A T I V E 

Get’s top grades and will tell everyone about it 

Generally not unwilling to cut a bitch 

But he’s a Hufflepuff because:

The most loyal and empathetic man to maybe have ever existed 

Will do anything to make his friends/loved ones happy 

There are more important things than academics (still gets top grades though)

Generally not unwilling to cut a bitch 

AND FINALLY, THIS LAST SECTION COULD’VE GONE INTO THE SECOND SECTION JUST FINE, BUT I’M PETTY AND DISAGREE WITH NAMJOON’S SORTING DECISIONS (that he made like 7 years ago) AND LIKE I CAN SEE HIS POINT BUT HE’S SO WRONG. FINALLY, AT LONG LAST, WE HAVE: 

Jeon Jungkook: Ravenclaw/Gryffindor 

He’s a Ravenclaw because: 

Very smart, and he definitely prides himself on it to some degree

A true Jack of all Trades 

Wants to be the best at everything, and is very willing to work towards getting it

Namjoon said he’d be a Ravenclaw (and who am I to argue with Joonie?) 

But he’s a Gryffindor because: 

Outwardly, he’s the most Gryffindor person you could get 

Competative 

Athletic 

Academically driven 

Popular Jock type 

A mischievous little shit 

Seriously, would make the Marauders proud 

But he would take the house cup so fucking seriously guys 

I cannot stress that enough 

If they lost even one of the years he attended Hogwarts

He’d never let it go. It would keep him up at night for years to come 

(And I feel like that’s a very Gryffindor trait)

(Turns out I’m very willing to argue with Joonie. Sorry, babe)

Note: Regardless of all of this, I think it'd would be hilarious if Jungkook was still sorted into Ravenclaw. He's just outwardly extremely Gryffindor, bringing complete chaos and unprecedented success to Ravenclaw that they haven't seen in centuries. 10/10 concept.

SPEAKING OF JOON: 

Kim Namjoon: Gryffindor/Ravenclaw 

He’s a Gryffindor Because: 

Outrageous amounts of leadership potential 

Because Namjoon said he’d be a Gryffin– damn I already made that joke

But he’s a Ravenclaw because: 

Do I really have to say it? 

The smartest person I’ve never met 

An actual genius 

Would get top grades but only because he’s smart so everyone expects him to 

Would much rather be researching literally anything else 

Animagi 

Unicorns

The Philosopher's Stone

Literally anything because he’s in a magic school and anything’s possible 

(He would also be muggleborn, but that’s more of my own headcannon)

Really couldn’t give a fuck less about Quidditch 

Or winning the house cup 

Wtf is house pride? I’m just here to read, man

ALSO, in my PROFESSIONAL OPINION, he would really fw Divination, and I generally just don't think Gryffindor's really do, because it's so theoretical.

If you have any other points that I've overlooked please let me know, I love talking about this kind of shit.

#my credentials: trust me bro #also I'm sorry I've been gone for so long #I really just haven't had motivation to write #or exist on the internet #BUT THIS #THIS I HAVE TIME FOR #if I disappear again just know that I'm fine #I'm just too busy trying to mash these two worlds together #bts #bts scenarios #min yoongi #Yoongi #Kim seokjin #bts jin #seokjin #jin #rm #rap monster #namjoon #Kim namjoon #bts rm #Jungkook #jeon jungkook #jjk #jk #bts jungkook #suga #bts suga #j hope #hobi

[yokakaiju]

tristamp thoughts/live watch ramblings

preface: i already have a very bad impression of tristamp. i literally have been into trigun for maybe a week now and i have seen most of 1998, but im trying to go into tristamp with a clear head and view it objectively, but i genuinely looked at the character designs and legatos redesign made me resent it immediately tbh...

ANYWAY, im live watching as i write this, so apologies if its sporatic

okay so the good stuff so far

uhh... its very pretty!!! ill give it that. it really shows the evolution of 3d anime over time, and as someone who typically doesnt enjoy it i think tristamp is absolutely beautiful. first 3d anime i ever saw was knights of sidonia and i have a deep appreciation for where 3d anime is now compared to a decade ago

i kinda like meryls new design the best? i like her hat, its cute. everyone else is so... eh, tho. merylls redesign is chill with me tho

roberto is fine ig. i like old men characters sometimes and like, idk whenever im not sad abt milly not being here im okay enough with roberto existing

now on to my ever growing laundry list of complaints that ik will get worse if i keep watching (spoilers for trimax probably)

one, WHY IS VASH LIKE THAT?? LIKE WHY IS HE SUCH A WHINY CRYBABY?? LIKE SHUT UP DAWG!!! idk, ik vash is a silly emotionally explosive highly insecure funny little fella and i love him for it, i think vash is a great character, but why did they make him kinda a pathetic bitch in stamp? like, i usually dont watch dubs but i am for trigun cause my tv is kinda far from my bed and i dont wanna sit uncomfortably to read subs rn (BLEH!!!), so maaaaaaaybe sub vash is better, and no shade to the va i like his voice a lot for vash tbh, but bro pls stop crying every two seconds im gonna lose it. why is vash lowkey proslavery (THIS IS A JOKE), BUT FR!!! why is he more like... idk chill with plants being used ig ????? im sure hes not really, but like... dude, you arent the same

two, okay this made me actually mad, but why in the actual fuck was knives immediately introduced and why is he like some weird well known plant stealing cave hermit??? like??? no??? he wouldnt do that??? also why is he so present in this world LIKE DOES LOST JULY NOT EXIST IN THIS CANON??? WHAT IS THIS??????? i literally hate this rewrite. like... trimax is right there dawg... you did not have to rewrite literally everything. addition as i watch episode 3, why is he like that? why can he make purple? why does he have razors??? he doesnt talk like that ever??? why is he so??? i hate him actually??? this is not the knives ik and love??? who is this skinwalker????? HE DID NOT ACT LIKE THIS IN TRIMAX WHO IS THIS??? I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THEY REWROTE KNIVES THIS WAY OH MY GOD

three, why did everyone get an objectively bland redesign? like... i dont mind vashs hair. idgaf, but i literally hate his fucking totk link "lost power source" green ass arm. why cant it just be an ugly brown robot arm with a gun in it. whys it gotts be all "cool" and "green" and "mysterious", like IT DOES NOT HAVE TO BE CYBERCORE TECHWEAR NEOFUTURISM ASS SHIT!!! i havent seeeeeeen wolfwoof in action yet, but i fucking hate his tristamp design. WHY IS HE A TWINK??? WHERE ARE HIS BOOBS??? WHY IS HE NOT A PRIEST??? LITERALLY TURNED A PERFECT CHARACTER INTO A BASIC BITCH FOR NO REASON. also like... knives. why is he... why is he like that. put shoes on plz the sand is hot babygirl. why are you wearing a tumour coat and ugly matrix ass bodysuit? where did your shoulderpadded objectively cooler dio-esque military outfit go? especially tho, i DESPISE legato and livios redesigns. i think they are SOOOOO butt ugly in tristamp and FOR WHY??? WHY DID THEY MAKE LEGATO SO FUCKING UGLY??? LIKE HE WAS SO HOT IN 98 AND ESPECIALLY IN TRIMAX OH MY GOD HES SO HOT LITERALLY DROOLING THINKING ABT HIM RN MY BABYWABY BOOBOO BEAR. THEY BUTCHERED HIM SO BAD AND IT PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH!!! AND LIVIO OH MY GOD WHY DID THEY DO THAT TO HIM??? HIS TRIMAX DESIGN IS OS FUCKING PEAK HE IS SO AMAZING AS AN EYE OF MICHAEL AND ESPECIALLY AFTER HE REFORMS AND BECOMES A COWBOY BABEYYY!!!! BUT NOOOO THEY MADE HIM AN UGLY ASS CYBERPUNK ASS BITCH!!! THEY MADE HIM SO FUCKING LAME AND BORING!!! PATOOEY I HATE HIS FUCKING DESIGN!!!! okay so wolfwood just showed up, can officially say hes the weakest version of wolfwood and that i do not like him. hes giving non sonic fan perception of shadow vibes. ALSO WHERE IS HIS MELANIN THEY TOOK IT AWAY!!! THE MELANIN VACCUM STRIKES AGAIN!!! tbf, he didnt have MUCH but he was a little brown, not literally just a white man

four, where. the. fuck. is. milly. i LOVE milly. she is one of my faves ever, im so sad she isnt here. genuinely...

five and probably last for rn, why is the pacing so bad. like its not good in trigun or trimax really, and especially bad in 1998, but it SO ASS!!! like its so blink and you'll miss it, which kinda stands for every trigun... but expected this to be like at least a liiiiittle better i dunno

conclusions: im gonna keep watching it maybe? but like... i dont like it. its bad imo. literaly have been into trigun for one week and am in mourning that trimax will likely never have a proper adaptation. i just wanna see angel knives in his full glory, not whatever tf tristamp is trying to push here

#rambles #trigun spoilers #trigun #trimax #tristamp #vin speaks

[a-flaming-idiot]

2023 AO3 Wrapped

Made by @floydsin

How many words have you written this year?  189,786 words! GODDAMN!! I didn't know I had that in me.

How many works did you publish this year? 11 fics.

What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?  Titan Spawn. It is my most popular but I think that comes from the passion I've put into it. It's been a lot of fun and a huge crowing experience that I hope to continue into the New Year.

What work of yours has the most hits?  Titan Spawn

What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?  Again, I gotta say Titan Spawn. My friends will tell you the same, it was meant to just be a silly twoshot to get me out of my winter funk. Then everyone's love for it turned it into what it is now.

Favorite title you used? Caught In A Multimouse Trap. It's simple and cute.

If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most? I didn't really use any song lyrics. And even the ones I did were really just random and sporatic with no trend to them.

Pairing you wrote the most for this year?  I guess either Willuz or Alyanette. Willuz because technically all of Titan Spawn is considered Willuz even though they've had little screentime. And Alyanette has featured in like 2 1/2 of my fics. Though except for one it's mostly a background thing again. I don't do much shipping anymore.

Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?  Amivee since it's so out of left field but works very well in Titan Spawn.

What work was the quickest to write?  A Kitten's Responsibility. Wrote it in an afternoon in between my family's Christmas Eve-Eve party.

What work took you the longest to write?  I'd say chapters 10-11 of Titan Spawn. They were meant to be one chapter but split off into two due to their raw size. Took me most of the summer and over 30K words.

How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?  Three I still intend to finish. A BNA Swap AU I'm mostly done with, just haven't found it in me to get past the festival scene. A miraculous fic where Adrien/Chat Noir thinks Ladybug and Marinette are dating. Just stuck on the specifics of one scene but I intend to finish. And another one with Gabriel mentoring Marinette back from September I similarly just haven't found it in me to finish despite being 75% done.

What’s your longest work of the year?  Titan Spawn again... 145,769 words.

What’s your shortest work of the year?  Hush Little Tanuki. Makes sense. It was originally gonna be a chapter of another larger fic that went belly up.

What WIP are you taking into next year with you? See 12.

What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag?  "Hurt/Comfort"... honestly I shouldn't be surprised.

Your favorite character to write this year?  Definitely Vee. Specifically in Titan Spawn. She got so little screen time in the show but was so fun to make her even sassier and have her be more of the older sister to Luz and King. But Titan Spawn Luz was fun with all her quirks and I was happy to write Multimosue right at the finish line.

The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?  I'mma say most of the kwamis. They all have really vague personalities that were hard to really get while writing. Especially when I was new to the fandom. (Still kinda am.)

What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?  I guess Amivee just because it's rare and funny. But again, not really going into the year with shipping on the mind.

Which work of yours have you reread the most?  Titan Spawn since it's so long and I do like to occasionally look back at older chapters. But by the end it felt like Caught In A Multimouse Trap. I kinda skimped out on editing near the end just because I was frustrated with having read it so much both for editing and just catching myself up after breaks.

How many kudos in total did you get this year?  1,275 Kudos.

Which work has the most comments?  Titan Spawn. Obviously the biggest and caught everyone right at the peak of the TOH fandom near the finale.

Did you do any collaborative works this year? Yes. @sashonya helped me a lot with Titan Spawn and we collaborated on Beast Or Man? (How Should I Know?) & No Sight, All Heart. plus Beta reading and helping to brainstorm Heart Of Aspiration.

Did you write any gifts this year?  No Really.

Did you receive any gifts this year?  No

What’s your most common category?  Gen with a few Teen.

What do you listen to while writing?  Not much really. Sometimes I listen to whatever music is hitting my fancy at the time or like a video essay, but I regularly pause or tune it out when I get into the motions.

Favorite work you wrote this year? That is near impossible to choose. I love all my wretched children! (Otherwise I don't finish making them) But if forced to choose, probably Titan Spawn and Caught In A Multimosue Trap. Though maybe that last one was just cause it's so recent. But I really love Multimouse and had fun writing her tiny and cute.

Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?  I have written way too much to choose. I really do like most of what I made.

Biggest surprise while writing this year?  Titan Spawn taking off. Really I meant for it to just be a quick peak into a possible AU since I was in my winter funk. But people loved it so much and Sash really inspired me to add more to it. And now we have the goliath we got now.

#the owl house #bna #miraculous ladybug #ao3 #archive of our own #ao3 wrapped #ao3 wrapped 2023 #fanfic #fanfiction #titan spawn #flame writes

[anonymous-person-in-hellhole]

EPILOGUE: Bubs has a long day... -_-

Bubblegum Cookie woke up very suddenly from a dream about... 

"What was it? I swear I was telling myself to remember it."

They take a few minutes trying to remember their dream, before giving up and beginning their morning stretches.

After they were done with an early stretching, they walked out of the admittedly messy room and closed the door. After all, they don't want anyone to think they're a slob. They pass by the others' rooms, closing the doors of those who didn't when getting out (specifically Crunchy Chip and Espresso) before walking out to the kitchen/dining room, yawning because of the early morning.

“Hi, Cream Wolf...” Bubs went over to the large dog to pet it, it’s been really calm in their presence, for some reason. Bubs had a smile on their face as the large creature began purring while they pet it.

“Bubblegum Cookie, do not try to weaken my brother-in-arms!” Crunchy Chip said, raising his voice at them for even trying.

“I’m just giving him headpats, Chip...” Bubs answered quietly, too focused on rubbing the ears of the soft puppy...

“Chip?! What is THAT supposed to mean?!”

“Crunchy Chip Cookie, please, calm down...” Wildberry said monotonously and calmly, as he usually does. “Bubblegum Cookie, would you like to eat breakfast?”

“I’d love to!” They greeted the Cream Wolf good morning and went to the table, then wondered where GingerBrave, Financier, Clotted Cream, Espresso, and Madeleine were.

“They’re having a meeting, and GingerBrave insisted to join them.” Crunchy Chip answered.

“Oh.”

“You know, the boy doesn’t need to be kept on tabs at all times.” Wildberry shares to the worried cookie.

“What do you mean, Wildberry?”

“What I mean, is that, clearly, he can handle himself, and especially in an environment like our current one.” Bubs looks around... and... they suppose there isn’t a dangerous atmosphere in the ship...

“Y’know what...? You’re right. The kid doesn’t need to be smothered by me like this..."

“Why do you act like his personal guardian?” Crunchy Chip then asks, “And I don’t mean because of your job. Why do you protect him to such an extent?”

“...” They were silent. They didn’t expect a question like this...

“Well... you both know I’m an ex-knight... I’ll... tell you why.”

They shared to the two understanding Cookies at the other side of the table about the heartache, the tragedy, the trauma that they’ve had to endure for such a long time... how it felt like not one person would remember them, especially the now-fallen kingdom they had failed to protect...

They pause, then take a deep breath, and explain how GingerBrave found them.

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It was a dark night... another feast of a dead carcass... another fire to be burnt... another day alone... They were running low on materials...

Awoo!

“A beast? At this time of night?” Bubs was too tired to even stand up, so they grabbed Hunter’s Gear from behind them, deployed it’s rifle mode, and began scoping the area where the howl came from...

Suddenly, a beast behind them, sneaking up on the tired Cookie lunged at them, biting at their back, trying to strike their neck.

“G-get off of me!” Bubs threw the beast off of them, then pointed the barrel down it’s throat, shooting it. Just then, more beasts appeared, and Bubs began shooting around them... except, these were smart creatures, and thanks to the hunter’s exhaustion, they became confused and sporatic about targeting the hounds hiding and running around the bushes, which then used the confusion to their advantage, taking turns swiping and scratching at the hunter, who managed to kill two of the pack. Eventually, Bubblegum Cookie knelt down and placed their hands on the ground, tired and weakened, their vision getting blurry as the hounds surround them...

... This is the end of the last Cookie from the Grapefruit Kingdom...

“Quick...”

...

“...e got them...”

...

“... badly hurt, do y...”

...

When Bubs awoke, they were lying down on a soft bed. ‘Wait... I should be dead...’

“Hey, they’re waking up...” A young boy’s voice said, worriedly, and when Bubs opened their eyes, they saw 5 Cookies, all looking over them, the smallest, and they assume, the youngest of the group, whom had custard yellow hair and a young prince get-up, said happily, “Yes! I knew my healing powers would be able to heal them up, Strawberry Cookie!”

“Custard Cookie III, you did amazing!” The girl, Strawberry Cookie apparently, said, proud of the smaller Cookie. She was wearing a large pink hoodie with a strawberry mask to cover her face, while carrying a green bag behind her. There was also a tall, and seemingly the oldest of them all, had hair as red as chili, and seemed to be a bandit based on her outfit, a small boy with a wizard robe and hat, as well as a large white scarf that covers his face and a long stick with a charged candy rock at the end of it. And also, a brown-haired boy with a single white streak in his hair, and three skull buttons on his overall boring shirt.

“... You... rescued me?”

“Of course! Any Cookie is welcome here!” The brown-haired and simple Cookie asked, who apparently was holding a strangely magical cane, “By the way, what’s your name?”

“Bubblegum Cookie... and you are?”

“I’m GingerBrave! The small prince over here is Custard Cookie III, and he’s been working so hard on healing you!” The small prince waved at Bubs proudly, who weakly waved back.

“This is Strawberry Cookie and this is Wizard Cookie. They heard what was happening and went to protect you.” Strawberry waved shyly, while Wizard only bowed his head.

“And finally, this is Chili Pepper Cookie! She’s the one who carried you here!” She seemed to be curious about Bubs, but was trying to keep it to herself for a bit.

“Thank you...”

“No problem! We Cookies gotta stick together!” Brave said, both for comfort and to tell them that it’s okay to stay here in the kingdom for as long as they want. Bubs gladly accepts, feeling like they’re supposed to be dead and somehow given an afterlife.

“Thanks.”

“Besides, everyone deserves to live.”

Bubs didn’t really agree with that sentiment...

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There was silence, for a few seconds... before Wildberry, of all people, spoke.

“Bubblegum Cookie... is this the absolute truth?”

“Heh... why the question?” Bubblegum Cookie answered with their own question, “What would I gain lying about something you could guess?” They took a sip of their coffee, much to the concern seen on both Cookies’ faces.

“Good morning, Bubblegum Cookie, Wildberry Cookie, Crunchy Chip Cookie.” Suddenly, that silky voice of the Republican Consul had wrung into the room. The group of Cookies who went into a meeting earlier had entered the surface of the ship, GingerBrave hugging Bubblegum Cookie as a good morning, and Espresso and Madeleine quietly speaking with one another about something Bubs couldn’t really hear.

“Hey, Brave. What were you all talking about in that meeting?” Bubs asked the boy who just got here.

“Just some general stuff like how far our destination still is and if our route there won’t be blocked, what we’ll plan to do when we land, y’know, boring stuff,” GingerBrave explained, tired from the number of things he just couldn’t understand, to which Bubs just found the boy cute, and ruffled his short hair.

Suddenly, Ser Financier Cookie approaches Bubblegum Cookie, who asks them, “Bubblegum Cookie, are you okay with today’s training session?”

Bubs nods and continues eating. Then asks her, “Have you eaten, by the way?”

“No, I haven’t.” Brave then moved to the other side of Bubs and told her,

“Then sit down and eat, Financier Cookie! There’s plenty of food for all of us!”

Ser Financier smiles slightly and sits down next to them, eating breakfast and chatting- er, well, having people talk at her, while she answers very little.

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From his room, Clotted Cream Cookie could hear clashing weapons and grunts from the training room. Must just be the others... He sat with nothing else to do, so he decided to visit whoever must be sparring. They must be having quite the session to be this loud.

He enters the room, and he immediately takes a step back as something, or rather, someone, dashes towards the left. It was a black and purple blur, and when he looked, there, a jacketless Bubblegum Cookie is mercilessly striking at Financier Cookie, who is blocking each strike grace. Clotted Cream Cookie’s face warms with syrup as he looks at them...

“Come on, Bubs! You’ve got this!!!” The young voice of GingerBrave yelled to cheer on his guardian... Clotted Cream supposes that whoever gave the role of guardian to Bubblegum Cookie was very smart...

The match was fierce, Crunchy Chip Cookie was yelling as he tried to coach Bubblegum Cookie, meanwhile Ser Madeleine Cookie was showing his support of a fellow Paladin. Espresso Cookie was nowhere to be seen, which means he must still be working... Wildberry Cookie is here, though, quietly observing the two’s match. Clotted Cream Cookie sits down and watches this match, not really sure of who he should root for.

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Bubs could feel the adrenaline as they fought against the Paladin... Financier’s shown many many times throughout their time in the ship that she won’t be easy to win against, and with how rusty Bubs had been in combat, it took them a while to even be able to barely get a stalemate against her. The crowd watching them isn’t really helping, but at least some of them are here to support them both.

‘Wait, is that Clotty?’  Bubs realizes as they blow a bubble around them to predict another light slash, and, strangely, feels the need to win against her. Well, maybe the crowd’s getting to them...

Beating Financier was like finding a needle in a giant’s belly, you literally have to jump in head-first to do it.

Thankfully, Bubs has been taking mental notes of certain parts of Financier’s fighting style... for example, her footwork is amazing, but against foes that can jump high or run away fast? She seems to be having some difficulty... so Bubs has been abusing that by keeping space between them, then taking pot shots or setting up traps for her, until she uses her magic ability or closes the space between them. 

Financier must have caught that, though, since now, she’s cornering Bubs into a corner... Bubs can catch up with Financier’s attacks, but who knows for how long.

“Come on, Bubblegum Cookie!”

“You can take her!”

“Ser Financier Cookie, show them the might of a paladin!”

Their back-and-forthing of their weapons became so intense that both Financier’s sword and Bubs’ Hunter’s Gear get thrown away from both of them, and the two use fisticuffs instead. Bubs is not losing this time!

Clotty seemed concerned, asking very worriedly, “When do they stop fighting?”

“Usually around the time one of them admits defeat.” GingerBrave said, nonchalantly, which wasn’t very comforting for Clotty.

Bubs had to do something, so they began tripping up Financier with some bubbles. They’d protect Bubs from any attack Financier throws at them, and when it pops, they can send Financier’s attack (which are her legs or arms) anywhere they want, leaving her open for a sort of counter.

Financier’s not one to quit, though, and pushes through the tricky tactics Bubs is giving them. Eventually, after another hit of hers gets redirected, it was her left hook, which Bubs bubbles and pops towards them before dodging, clearly ready to attack. What they didn’t expect was Financier’s fast leg work and a kick to the back, resulting in them landing onto Finn’s forearm, which then quickly locks onto their neck.

‘Shit! She’s chokeholding me!’ Bubs tried to squirm out of her arms, only to fall to the floor, their neck still being strangled by Financier.

Financier wrapped her other arm and legs around Bubs, making sure they couldn’t escape, which makes Bubs tap-out. They take a long and heavy breath as Financier finally lets them go.

“Apologies for the roughness. You’ve difinitely improved, Bubblegum Cookie.” Financier said, holding a hand our for them to take, which they do, and sheepishly stand up.

“What did they... teach you in the Academy? I’ve gone through grueling amounts of training and you beat me this easily.”

“Well, this is what you asked me for, when you suggested we’d spar, is that not correct?”

“I suppose. It is honestly a good idea to learn from a better fighter.”

“The fact you can keep up with me, and even strategize during combat shows you are worthy and capable of beating me at some point.”

“Thanks.” Bubs suddenly got a big hug from GingerBrave, who worriedly asks them if they are alright. They give him a thumbs-up, before limping to get an ice pack.

“That was... splendid...” Clotty spoke, a little flustered... “I mean, you lost, but... you’re clearly a great fighter. Were you one of the best in your kingdom?”

“Tch, not even close... my teachers and fellow students-in-training were definitely better... It’s a miracle how I even got to be a knight and spy, even if just for 4 years...” Bubs says the last part with just a hint of sadness, before ignoring it, and grabbing an ice pack to their wounds.

“Oh, allow me.”

“You mean, allow one of your creepy tentacles?”

“No, I geuninely mean me.” Clotty then takes the ice pack and lightly presses it against Bubs’ skin, making them wince a bit.

“Ow... Financier says I should take a break. But I know it’s just because she doesn’t want me to win our spars.” They joke, and Clotty chuckles.

Then, Clotty, in a playful manner, said, “Ser Financier Cookie, did you hear what they said?”

“Clearly, our track record shows that you still haven’t. 7 sparring matches, and I’ve won all of them. You coming close does not mean you actually won.” Financier said in an amused tone as well, and Bubs smiles at her, not seeing this side of hers, too often.

(It’s a good thing too, because, if they were looking at Clotty, they would have seen him bite his lip a bit seeing their muscles this close...)

“What are you doing?”

“Ah!” The sudden question shocked Clotty, as if he just got caught doing something bad, “Just, checking to see any other wounds you have, nothing else...!”

“Really?~” GingerBrave then teased the Consul, making Clotty chuckle nervously, a golden blush covering his barely burnt skin.

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“He was totally checking you out!” GingerBrave proclaimed loudly in Bubs’ room.

“Yeah, but have you seen the guy? He’s thin and lean, I actually have hard dough on the bone.” Bubs argued back. Honestly, they have noticed how much Clotty changes around them... how he suddenly becomes playful and sweet whenever it’s just them, and even if not, he clearly acts more friendly and genuine whenever addressing them...

GingerBrave noticed Bubs pondering again, “Oh... so I was wrong~ You don’t have a crush on him...”

“Yes, I’ve been telling you this for two weeks straight, kid...”

“He has a crush on you!~” Brave proudly teased, which made Bubs’ face become purple-lavender... realizing that Brave might be right...

“Oh, and it seems that with this revelation, your feelings are starting to-” Brave’s teasing comes to a halt as the Bubs covers his mouth with their hand. They then quickly shift topics.

“Can I ask? How’d you get this mission anyway?”

Brave takes the hand off his mouth, before telling Bubs: “Do you remember that Dark Cacao Kingdom mission a few months ago?”

“Yeah? The one you five went on in the winter? Where you talked to Dark Cacao, I remember...”

“Well, that was the stepping stone for this mission. We didn’t really expect the Republic to come over and do this...”

Bubs takes a breath and asks, “Why didn’t the rest of the crew come then? Strawberry’s really strong and Wiz knows lots of magic to help us. Custard III... well, he’s a great healer and knows politics well enough, surprisingly... and Chili’s good with swindling and breaking in and out, so why?”

“They were really tired after the last mission...”

“I suppose... but why not bring anyone else at all? I mean, the only reason I’m here with you is because Chili made me join you.”

Brave then looked at Bubs with a judgmental look, “Have you seen the kind of Cookies we’re surrounded by? I love them all, but some of them are kids younger than me, others are too destructive, some are distracting, and Herb will support any plant that wants to kill us Cookies... not really the greatest representatives of our kingdom?”

“Yeah, you’re right... But still, why you?”

“Honestly, I wanted to bring a lot of people, but they were busy or not interested so...”

Bubs sighed. And Brave could sense how tense they are, upon which, he says, “Look, I know you’re worried, but I’ve dealt with worse. I can handle a Council meeting, okay?”

Bubs looked at him with a soft smile, and tells him that, “Okay. We’re already this far anyway...”

They then stand up and walk out the door, telling Brave to go ahead and sleep. They’ll just check the airship and the surroundings for any danger, and then they’ll come back to sleep.

“Okay... good night, Bubs.”

“Good night, GingerBrave.”

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Bubs went to the storage room of the ship to check the food, the fuel for the ship, and of course, the Soul Jam...

“No, nothing seems to have been disrupting... what is that?”

Bubs knelt down and saw a Rai-Sin feather... and when they realize what, and more importantly, who, this belongs to... they leave for their bed. Ready to sleep, knowing that the Soul Jam will be safe...

#bubblegum cookie #clotted cream cookie #financier cookie #gingerbrave #wildberry cookie #crunchy chip cookie #espresso cookie #madeleine cookie #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #oc x canon #bubs epilogue #cookie run oc

[lildevyl]

Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic Chapter 6: Getting Help

Summary:  After coming home from signing up for Self Defense Classes, Tubbo and Ranboo find out that the Syndicate has learned about Tommy.  Now, they need to figure out if he’s being forced to be their Healer.

A/N: Letting everyone know here, that updates will be sporatic from now on. I don't know when I'm going to have time to sit down and write some more and/or upload with the weekly schedule.

I only have a few more chapters prewritten

I'm in school it's going to be taking up a lot of time

Whumptober is coming up and I would like to try and fully particapate in it this year. I haven't really got the chance due to Writer's Block these few years

I'm starting to get Writer's Block and I'm not sure on where to go from here with the story! So, please be patient and if you have any ideas, come yell at me in my inbox! All, credit will be given!

TW: Mention of Past Attempted Kidnapping (Tommy's Backstory will be fully told in future chapters), Cussing

(The Bench Trio’s Apartment, The Bee Duo)

Tubbo and Ranboo were smiling a mile wide in the elevator on the way to their apartment.  The fee had been a bit steep but it was going to be worth it in the end!  They were going to learn Self Defense and then they were going to become the best Vigilantes that East Side has ever seen!  Their debut went splendidly!  So, now it’s just getting better at fighting so they can start to save innocent lives and be able to dodge the Heroes.

Both Tubbo and Ranboo were coming up with different ideas walking out of the elevator when they stopped dead in their tracks.  There coming out of their apartment was none other than the Orcus and Siren!  Ranboo being the first one to get out the shocked haze quickly grabbed Tubbo and ducked into the Janitor’s Closet.  After a few minutes and not hearing any footsteps coming near them, Ranboo and Tubbo breathed a sigh of relief and stepped out of the Janitor’s Closet.

“Did we just see that right, Boo?!”  Tubbo asked wide eyed.

“If you mean Siren and the Orcus then yes we did, Bee.”

“What the hell?!  Why are they here?”

“I don’t -”  Ranboo trailed off, eyes widened as relation kicked in.  “Tommy!”

Ranboo and Tubbo ran to their apartment.  Jamming the key in and bursting through the door.

“Tommy!  You’re okay.  You’re okay.”  Tubbo breathed a sigh of relief, hugging his friend.

“Whoa, whoa!  Is everything okay?”  Tommy asked, completely confused.

Ranboo and Tubbo shared a look with each other, not sure on how to explain this.  They literally just saw  two of the top Villains of L’Manburg walked out of their apartment.  But Tommy’s here and he seems fine?

“We thought we saw Siren on our back and panicked,” Ranboo lied.

“Yeah, I’m alright.  Pounding headache and extremely tired, so I’m heading to bed.  Night guys!”  Tommy walked off to the bedroom the three share to get ready for bed.

“Night Tommy.”

Ranboo and Tubbo waited until Tommy was asleep before they began to talk again.

“Why did you lie like that?!”  Tubbo whispered, yelled.

“Because Tubbo, you and I both know the signs when Tommy uses his healing powers,” Ranboo answered.  “The exhaustion? The splitting headaches?”

“You - you think that the Syndicate found out about Tommy?”  No, no, no!  This - this can’t be happening!  Not again!

“I don’t know!   We know we saw the Orcus and Siren leave our apartment and now Tommy’s showing signs of using his healing powers.”

“I hate to say this Boo but I think we’re going to need some serious help if the Syndicate’s involved.”

Ranboo looked at Tubbo with a serious look.  “Good thing we know someone who can help then.”

(L’Manburg Train)

If you were to tell Tubbo that he would be going “undercover” to the Hero Tower to deliver a message to a Hero, asking said Hero for help.  Tubbo would have laughed in your face, cussed you out and told you off for it!  That he would never stoop so low as to ask a Hero for help!  And yet, that’s exactly what Tubbo was doing.

Both Tubbo and Ranboo saw the Orcus and Siren come out of their apartment and Ranboo was right.  Tommy showed signs the next morning of using his healing powers.  So, the question was, was Tommy being forced to be a Healer for the Syndicate or was this a one time thing?  Tubbo was still in the denial stage of admitting the part of asking a Hero of all people for help!

Taking the train with his bike in hand and in his Courier Uniform, Tubbo mentally went over the plan.  It was Tubbo’s day off, but he told Tommy that he had been called in for work that day.  Tubbo was glad that Biking Couriers were very common in L’Manburg, it was one the  fastest and quickest ways to get documents and packages delivered.  And the company that Tubbo is employed to has at least one office building in all the Districts.  Since Tubbo lived in East Side, Tubbo would pick up his bike there and then see where he needed to deliver for the day.  Some days, Tubbo would have to go to the Upper Districts since he was one of the best employees that his boss had ever seen.

The plan was simple: Tubbo in his uniform would go to the North Star District aka the Hero District and deliver the message to Arachnid at the Hero Tower.  It was simple and foolproof!  So, why was Tubbo so nervous?  Hell he delivered hundreds of packages, billing documents and documents in that District before!  He even went to the Hero Tower a few times because of his job.  So, why did Tubbo have a knot the size of London in his stomach?

Looking down at his phone, Tubbo saw a picture of the three of them in custom made suits that Tommy made them so Ranboo and Tubbo could go to Senior Prom.  Tommy graduated early and both Ranboo and Tubbo still had a year left to go.  Ranboo almost didn’t go to Prom because of the bullying but both Tubbo and Tommy manage to convince Ranboo that he should go.  Tommy made the suits and they all went as each other's “dates.”  All three of them had the time of their life!

It was four years after Tommy nearly got kidnapped.  Tommy first found out about his powers when he first met Ranboo.  Tubbo didn’t come along until a few months later.  Tubbo wasn’t sure what his powers were; they haven’t manifested yet.  But that night, Tubbo couldn’t have been more grateful that fate intervened.  Tommy had healed someone who was injured one night coming home late from an after school club.  Not even knowing who the guy was at the time.  Tommy found him and healed him without a second thought.

Weeks later, when the three of them were out Trick or Treating, three or four guys tried to kidnap them.  Midias, “The Golden King,” they later found out was a well known Villain in L’Manburg and was the guy who Tommy had healed in Civilian Clothes. Midas wanted Tommy by any means necessary.  It was at that moment that Tubbo found out what he could do.  Burning rage coursed through Tubbo and the burning went from his chest all the way to his hands and then a small explosion happened.  Tubbo wound up exploding a nearby dumpster.  There were no Heroes, and the cops took their time to get there.  That was the day that Tubbo decided that no matter what, he would protect his family.

The train stopped, bringing Tubbo out of his thoughts.  Poketing his phone and picking up his bike, Tubbo walked off the train and into the busy streets of the Hero District.  He had a destination to get to.  Tubbo may have his reasons for not liking Heroes, but there was one Hero that might be able to help them.

(Hero Tower)

Tubbo biked all the way from the train station to the Hero Tower making good time and arriving in about half an hour.  Parking his bike in the bike rack and locking it up, Tubbo went into the Hero Tower.  Entering the Hero Tower and going straight to the Help Desk, no one batted an eye at Tubbo.  It was no surprise to have a Courier at Hero Tower.

“How can I help you?”  The Receptionist said.

“I’m here to deliver a package to Arachnid,” Tubbo said in his Customer Service voice.  “Do you know where I can find him?”

“Yep, he should be right through there, down the hall turn right and you’ll see the Cafeteria.”

“Thank you.”

Tubbo made his way to the Cafeteria and found Arachnid at a table with a few other Heroes.  Tubbo felt his hands shake slightly as he approached the table with the envelope in hand.

“Arachnid?”  Tubbo asked, announcing his presence to everyone there.  “I have a package for ya.”

Tubbo held up the envelope and the paper the Arachnid needed to sign.  Not for the first time that day did Tubbo thanked whatever Minecraft Multiverse Deity for having Tubbo remember that important part to make this seem legit.  He handed both things over and waited with baited breath for the piece of paper back and hoped that the plan goes without a hitch.  Arachnid handed it back to Tubbo and as he was starting to head back to the entrance.  Tubbo heard Arachnid call him.

“Hey, Tubbo was it?”  Arachnid called after him.  Tubbo turned around and for a minute his heart stopped.  Arachnid had the note out in front of him!  “The person who dropped this off was it, in East Side?”

“Yeah, that’s where the office building that I work at is.  I live in East Side and pick up everything for deliveries there.”  Tubbo answered hoping that his voice was steady and didn’t come out as nervous as he was.

Arachnid seemed to perk up at that.  “When they dropped this off were they about yah tall, wearing a green trench coat with patches on them and wearing a mask?”

Oh.  OH!  It took Tubbo a moment or two to figure out that Arachnid was describing Nuke not him!

Tubbo pretended to think for a minute.  “I got called in today, clocked in and was behind the counter.  A guy came in wearing a green trench coat but I didn’t pay any attention if it had any patches.  And it’s not uncommon for people to wear a face mask in East Side.”

“They didn’t say what their name was, did they?”

“Just En.”  Tubbo shrugged, hoping that this interrogation was over.

“Thanks Tubbo.”  

Tubbo did his best to quickly and not so suspiciously get out of there fast!  If he was this nervous just answering a few questions from Arachnid.  Then Tubbo was going to make sure that he and Ranboo didn’t get caught!

(SnowChester)

Tubbo paced back and forth in front of the fountain in the middle of the Snowchester Community Center.  Tubbo was so nervous about this!  What if Arachnid doesn’t show up?  What if he brought his Hero buddies as “Backup”?  What if Arachnid hears them out and flat out refuses to help them?  What if -

“Nuke!  You need to calm down!  He’ll be here!  I hope,” Ender mumbled the last part to himself.

“I can’t Ender!  We said Midnight!  It’s been fifteen minutes!  What if he doesn’t show up?”

“I highly doubt that!”  Nuke will not admit that he jumped and was ready to blast the person to Hermitcraft City.  “Sorry, I didn’t mean startled ya.”  Arachnid jumped down from the rooftop of Niki’s Bakery and landed with practiced ease in front of Nuke and Ender.

Arachnid wore a black and red outfit that accommodated his Hybrid Features nicely.  The back of his outfit has slits for his four spider legs that were currently out but in a crisscross fashion across his chest.  His four eyes shine like flashlights from his Spider-like Skull mask with his fangs showing.

“So, Nuke and Ender.  I got your message.”  Arachnid said.  “Sorry, I’m late.  It took me a while to shake my partner.”

Nuke and Ender shared a look before turning back to Arachnid.  “We need your help.  We think the Syndicate might be after our friend, Theseus.”  Ender said.

That got Arachnid’s attention.  “Oh?  What makes you say that?”

Ender and Nuke explained how their friend Theseus has healing powers.  On their way back from patrol, they spotted two of the Syndicate members outside their friend’s apartment building.  Naturally they panicked and rushed to their friend making sure he was alright.  But by morning “Theseus” was showing signs of using his healing abilities.

“You think the Syndicate’s after Theseus for his healing?”  Arachnid asked then something seemed to click with him.  “This isn’t the first time this has happened is it?”

Nuke took a shaky breath.  “No,” he admitted through gritted teeth.  “He nearly got kidnapped because someone found out about his healing abilities.  We don’t want that to happen again.  We need your help.  We need to know if the Syndicate is after Theseus”

Arachnid nodded, a serious look on his face.  “I’ll help.  If the Syndicate’s involved I’m going to have to tread lightly so I don’t cause suspicion.  This is my number, call me the moment you think you’re in danger or if you find something.  I’ll do my best to help your friend.”

“Thanks Arachnid.”  Nuke and Ender bid farewell and headed home.

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Arachnid stayed behind for a few more minutes.  “You can come out now.  I know you’re there, Sis!”

“How did you know it was me?”  The female came out of the shadowed alley.

“I know you Motha.”  Arachnid said.

Motha was a Moth Hybrid.  Wearing a black, white and silver-gray dress, with her Moth Wings hanging on her back looking magnificent as always.  Sparkling shoes that looked as if they went swimming in a pool of glitter. And just like Arachnid wears a Spider-like Skull Mask, Motha wears her trademark Masercade Moth Mask and her antanas sticking out.

“So, what do you know, Motha?”

“Oh a lot but I don’t know if Theseus is working on his own accord or if the Syndicate is forcing him.  I hate to say it but I hope they’re not breaking the Code of Honor here.”

“We’ll just have to wait and see Sis.”

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Characters:

Orcus - Phil

Siren - Wilbur

Nuke - Tubbo

Ender - Ranboo

Theseus - Tommy

Arachnid - Spyder (OC)

Motha - Martha (OC)

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Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @nightfuryobsessed, @isa-ghost, @tracobuttons, @ashedflower, @a-humble-narcissus, @luna-moonblood

#dsmp #dsmp superhero au #tommy innit's secret clinic #tommyinnit #tubbo #ranboo #philza minecraft #wilbur soot #vigilante ranboo #vigilante tubbo #healer tommy #villain wilbur soot #villain phil #ocs #siren wilbur soot #winged philza #arachnid/spyder oc #motha/martha oc #tw mention of past attempted kidnapping #tw cussing (it's tommy)

[illiana-mystery]

are you alright, Didi? You've been quiet lately, and I was starting to get worried 😟 I was wondering if there's anything i can do to help. I'm here if you help. Remember that.

Hey! Yeah I'm alright. Thanks for checking in though. I do appreciate it. 😌

But I know that just saying that is only the short of it, so I'll just explain what's going on in my life right now...

(I'm just gonna use gifs of Alan since this little fed boy makes me so damn happy)

The reason why I've been more quiet and kinda off is because of my job. It's just been a bit chaotic now since I work for a news media company. And there's a lot of breaking news happening in the metropolitan area I live in.

That means that my job, as a graphic designer, gets a bit more crazy in the office. I mean I'm managing, but I'm kinda reaching burnout too.

And I really wish I had more time and energy to write. I always feel like I'm letting my readers down with my sporatic upload schedule and how I never really finish fics.

I hate that my brain is like that but I have crippling anxiety, though, so there's that.

But I know I'll get through this little roadblock. I always do and I'm trying to keep my head up as much as I can. 😊

So thank you again for reaching out. I really do appreciate all of my mutuals. Love you guys 😘

#i love my mutuals #thank you for reaching out #really means a lot #thanks for the ask! #ask #asks #silly didi #about my life

[forgottenluck]

I got adhd'd again, and my roomie is doing a playthrough of vesperia so i'm trying to help her through it. I can say that it's making Koun's muse SCREECH at me to get on here, but because of the adhd i'm having to focus on actually completing the game first.

When she's not playing, i'll try to be on here, I promise.

I'll also be cleaning out my threadtracker and only following new stuff unless it's a super important thread (like the one I have with bishonenprince's Sora)

I hate dropping stuff, but some of this stuff Koun hasn't felt for weeks or months, and other stuff just has never been replied too. So it'll be dropped.

I also know i have a few more starters to do, so don't think i have forgotten. I haven't, just.....I'm coming down off my manic and hitting a low point right now. It'll take me a bit to get regulated, but i'll get there.

......I really should put "low/sporatic activity" on my pinned post.......

#{out of luck} ooc #outofluck

[gurlbesimpin]

watching you my love (gihun x female reader)

warnings: smut, fluff, masturbation, teasing, adult language

recommended song to listen to whilst reading:

https://youtu.be/LJ-_N9V-MPo

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Work Text:

"h...how- was your day-" you whispered as gihuns lips worked their way around your neck, gently sucking on the skin as his hands, slowly trail your body. You felt his smile on your skin, gasping as his hand, met your already soaked underwear. he was pinned on top of you, both laying on your shared king sized bed with red sheets. "does it matter-?" he whispered onto your skin. His warm breath against your skin, sending shivers down your spine."y-yes"you whimpered as he upped the pressure on his angelic touch against your crotch. "hmmmm- i don't think so" his voice soft, but low, sending deep vibrations through your body. "fuck-"Slightly chuckling at your reaction, he moved his hand to the waistband of your underwear, carefully pulling it down to expose your soaking folds. Hips lips, now detaching from your neck. As your gaze met his, your heart melted.His deep brown eyes, the light wrinkles around his eyes charming, as a smirk was planted on his lips. "you know darling-"

"no i don't"

you responded, just to be comedic. It worked, he laughed at your quick and bold response.

"as much as i'd love to fuck you- i won't"

a confused, yet saddened expression was now on your face. Gihun pout his lips, as he moved his free hand up to cup your cheek."but i won't leave you desperate-"He carefully sat up, his legs on either side of you. Completley removing his hands from your warm body, he proceeded to grab one of your hands. Your confusion grew as he brought it up to his soft lips. Not kissing it, but taking two finger in his mouth, gently sucking on them. The sight of him sucking on your fingers turned you into mush. After a few seconds, he romved the two fingers, just to slowly bring them to your needy cunt.He stopped right before your fingers would come in contact with your sensitive bud, smirking as he glanced up at your desperate state. He leaned in again, his face now an inch away from yours. But instead of kissing you, his lips met your neck again. "will you- do it for me? i like to watch" he whispered onto your skin. His words directly hit your soaking core. "please-" you whimpered. "i want you"

"you'll have me- i promise sweetheart"

The dim lights, shining on his bright red hair.Eventually getting off your competly, his hand letting go of yours. He got off the bed, and let himself fall on the chair across you. There you laid, legs spread, fingers nearly an inch away from your cunt. With gihun watching."go on-" he said in a deep and seductive tone.As your fingers touched your sensitive bud, your hips grind up. you saw as a wide smirk spread across your husband's lips as he watched your fingers repeatedly rub slow circles on your clit. "f-fuck-" you whined, making gihun groan.He knew exactly what he was doing to you, and he enjoyed it. Oh how much he enjoyed it-"add a little pressure sweetheart-"You followed his instructions, at it worked wonders. Your head briefly fell back, loud moans and slurred curses leaving your lips as you rub slow figure eights. Your hips starting to grind up as your gaze met gihun's."feels so good huh-?"His words made you even needier for his dick. The thought of him inside of you made your cunt cleanch around nothing."my good girl is growing desperate hmm-?"His low words making you whine his name. Then, as if struck by a thought, gihun began to moan. He wasn't doing anything... but he knew how much you loved his deep and desperate moans and groans. "f--fuck gihun!""goddamit gihun! fuck-!" the grinds of your hips growing faster and more sporatic."alright sweetheart- i'll help..."his deep chuckled as he slowly approached the bed, finally going to give in to your aching cunt. He motioned for you to remove your hand. And you did. He quickly ganced up at you, before his lips met your soaking pussy.Again, your head fell back due to the sudden immense pleasure as his skillfully licked a few striped from your hole, to your not extremley sensitive clit. Now, his tounge was carefully licking your clit, as he brought a hand up to your thigh.His hand wandering to your cunt, as he slowly inserts one finger. "fuck- you're so tight-" he goraned into your wet folds as he inserted another finger. He didn't waste any time, he's now fungerfucking you hard and fast as his tounge works on your clit. Your back arched off the bed, making gihun wrap his free arm around you. Keeping you in place.your shaking hands grip the sheets below you as you feel your orgasm approach at a quick pace."fuck- fuck- i'm-"You couldn't finish your slurred words as your body hit you with an unreal feeling of pleasure. Gihun growling into your folds as he continued to pleasure you. After he helped you to ride out your high, he slowly removed his lips, then soaked fingers.His now gaze focussed on yours."gihun-""yes darling-?""it's my turn now-"

#squid game smut #gi hun squid game #squidgame #squid game #squidgame fanart #gi hun fanart #gi hun x reader #seong gi hun #squid game x reader #netflix squid game #gi hun #squid game netflix #gi hun smut #lee jung jae smut #lee jung jae x reader #lee jung jae #leejungjae

[kuleo26]

sports i think characters would play (if they didn't play their current sport) pt. 2

including:

knb: kagami, akashi, kuroko

daiya: kuramochi, miyuki, mei

bllk: isagi, bachira, nagi

part 1

kagami taiga sport: soccer/futbol

he's like aomine, honestly. amazing ball skills, and he's pretty fast so i think he'd totally be a striker. amazing at 1v1s and even 2v1s, but he rarely passes the ball to the other forwards. what a ball hog.

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akashi seijuro sport: baseball

he's an amazing analytical player. i honestly think he'd thrive in any position, but mostly a catcher or a pitcher. definitely can read the ball well and outthink his opponents while hitting

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kuroko tetsuya sport: water polo

his lack of presence would definitely help him here. water polo is so physical that i think he'd have an easier time avoiding the other team. he might not get the ball as much, but he'd definitely be good at connecting passes. i think he might suck at scoring, though.

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kuramochi youichi sport: track

his nickname is cheetah for a reason (and weasel but that's not relevant right now). he'd be an amazing short distance runner, his event would probably be 100m. or maybe relays. but he'd definitely excel at it.

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miyuki kazuya sport: soccer/futbol

specifically a goalie. they can see the entire field, and is the leader on the field. they call out who's open and what to do. it's really similar to being a catcher and i think he'd be good at leading the team.

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narumiya mei sport: tennis

i don't know i'm going on a gut feeling with this one. he just gives me tennis vibes. it might just be the blonde hair and collared shirts. he'd probably be good at most eye-hand coordinated sports, anyway. and the fact that tennis isn't a team sport, so he can stand out even more.

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isagi youichi sport: hockey

definitely a team sport type of person. i don't know too much about hockey but i think he'd be able to handle the physicality. can skate and handle the puck well. he definitely is a goal scorer.

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bachira meguru sport: basketball

he's very sporatic, and i think that can be useful in basketball. while aomine and kagami would be good at soccer because of basketball, bachira would be on the flip side (good at basketball because of soccer). he's fast, no doubt, and has the stamina needed to last the entire game.

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nagi seishirou sport: volleyball

he's tall, and even if he's lazy, he'd probably get the job done (if you tell him to). he can't do the kind of trick shots he does in soccer, but if he was a spiker he could probably make up a cool move that throws off the opposing team.

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#daiya #daiya no ace #daiya no a #ace of diamond #diamond no ace #miyuki kazuya #kuramochi youichi #narumiya mei #blue lock #bachira meguru #isagi yoichi #nagi seishirou #kurokos basketball #kuroko no basket #kuroko tetsuya #kagami taiga #akashi seijuro

[itsmeevie01]

A Moment in Time

ok, so. a little disclaimer before we get into the good stuff. Cannon is in no way whatsoever being followed in this. honestly? im not even sure that i REMEBER cannon at this point. that said, cannon is non applicable. at. all. 

moving on. YES, i WILL finish B!DBWM stuff eventually. but uh...not today. i just mentally cant. it. will. come. when. my. brain. can. handle. the. world. that. i. had. tailored. for. it. 

ALSO this is going to be kinda sporatic, but the goal (not end all be all but) is to have this wrapped in a pretty little package and finished (at least on my end) by the end of february.

and now....onto the stuff you came here for!

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Marinette was running late to school when she met him. She ran into the boy and stumbled back, flailing to catch herself before she fell. He looked down at her owlishly, before looking around. By the time he had returned his gaze to her, the teen had pulled herself back together. He smiled and nodded at her, before moving to go around. When Marinette had pulled herself together enough to call a short “sorry!”, He was already gone.

That was three weeks ago. Now, she was looking at a picture of their interaction, where it blared on the front page of the newspaper that Jagged had sent her. When Marinette had received the package, she had been confused. Jagged wasn’t supposed to send her another demo for a few weeks. They were still working on singles. When she had opened the box and found five different American publications with her on their front page, the teen designer had shrieked. With shaking hands, she picked up the top one and studied the headline.

HAS BRUCE WAYNE’S WARD FOUND PARISIAN LOVE?

The bold text was catching, sure, but Marinette was caught on WHO it was placing her with. Someone she had never met. The second one had a picture of her next to Jagged at an event, and a picture of the boy next to a blonde girl. The headline wasn’t much better than the first.

TIMELINE OF THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN MDC AND THE HEIR TO WAYNE INERPRISES.

The teen snorted. She was starting to see the pattern. Putting the tabloid down the girl moved onto the next one. This one had, once again, a zoomed in picture of the five second interaction between her and a stranger. The title, however, was different than the first two.

ALL OF BRUCE WAYNE’S CHILDREN, AND THE INSIDE SCOOP ON HIS NEWEST DAUGHTER

She squinted, laughter bubbling up a little as she observed the piece of fiction. Whoever the Bruce Wayne was, Marinette hopped that he was able to combat this, because she had no intention of letting this fly.

Tim and Bruce were staring at the pile of papers in mild shock. When Jared had reached out to them in mild panic, they had been confused. His panic had been explained when the rocker had arrived carrying a stack of tabloid literature a foot thick. When he had thunk’d the stack down on Bruce’s desk, the businessman’s shock had been more than notable. When Tim had picked up the first few publications the initial look on his face was mirth, but it quickly morphed into shock, then panic. When he handed the top item to Bruce, the older man frowned. When the second pamphlet made its way to his hands, Bruce paused. His next move was to call the Wayne family lawyers. when he turned back to his old friend, all the faces in the room told the same grim tale of what was to come.

When Tim found out that it was Jared’s niece that he had accidentally run into in the brief moment in Paris, he wasn’t sure whether he should be more stressed by it, or if it was by pure luck. When Bruce’s friend went on to explain that the girl would probably already suing the reports and papers that had published the rumor, the young CEO was impressed. To have a lawyer on hand like that was…surprising, considering that she couldn’t be older than 18.

When he asked the rocker if he thought the girl would let anyone go after her, he laughed. Then, Jared Stone explained that the girl was known in Paris for squishing rumors with surprising efficiency.

That evening, Bruce invited his childhood friend home for dinner, and the star spent the evening telling stories of their capers as children, with Alfred grimacing in agreement with the stories. Partway through dinner, Jared’s phone went off. While the rest of the family tensed, glancing to Alfred, their guest frowned at his phone before rushing to answering. “Hey Little Rocker! How’s Pari- oh. So, Penny was more efficient then I thought she’d be. I- yes I figured that you may want to hear. Do- No! Marinette, what!” here, the man paused, his head cocked to the side, his eyes screwed up in thought. “No luv! Sue them within an inch of their lives! You more then have that right.” Here, the rocker paused before he laughed. “Tell that buzzing bee of yours that she’s a good friend. Alright, Miss Mari. I’ll ring you when I’m back on that side of the Atlantic.” He laughed again, “See you soon, Marinette.” The table stayed quiet, waiting for the man to give an indication on the status of the conversation. “Well, Brucie, expect to hear from my niece in the next few day, or at least, her team of lawyers.” the Wayne patriarch blinked before nodding in hidden surprise.

When the family was talking during patrol that evening, Tim grumbled. The 18-year-old was still taken aback that the press had even seen the momentary interaction almost a month ago. As his brothers listened in, many of them started to make fun of the teen. When Jason tuned in, he dropped in the middle of tale. At his confusion, Tim sighed and started over, again. While the family was laughing over his run-in with the press, the former Robin shook his head and silenced his family. He had a feeling he wouldn’t live this one down for a while.

Originally, Jason had found Tim’s predicament hilarious. Of course, the kid had to have the worst run-ins with the press. Then, he had picked up one of the many tabloids with the story. When he had seen the pictures, all mirth left the resurrected vigilante. The noirette that was looking up at him from the page? Yeah. He knew her. Better than anyone else, actually. With shaking hands, the young man paged to the story. What he found was…illuminating. So. She had been adopted. In France. In Paris. After forcing his lungs to draw breath, Jason pulled out his phone. He had arrangements to make.

The day after Jagged had sent her the gossip rags that were considered journalism, Marinette strode into school with a scowl so ingrained in in her features that anyone who didn’t know her would think the expression was permanent. When she stalked into the Lycée classroom, Chloé grinned at her from where she had settled in the front row. Marinette nodded at her friend as she slid in next to her. Lila came skipping in moments later, a cruel smile playing on her lips, before falling when she saw the bone quaking scowl resting on her nemesis’ face. “oh Marinette! Did something happen? Did…did you anger your parents? Did they find out about all those men?” the other girl huffed before turning to her. Lila froze as she was met with the iciest glare that she had seen in years.

“oh Lila. That’s so cute. It almost sounds like you still think that your little stories affect me at all. That’s…adorable.” The Italian girl shrunk under the younger girl’s stare. Suddenly, she understood why people had been warning her to leave the teen alone. this girl, she was brutal. “lucky for you, you’re not the one I’m after, this time. My lawyers have bigger fish to fry.” The newer addition to the classroom gulped, her throat suddenly very dry. It occurred to her that maybe Marinette had let her take control of the class. After all, if they turn that easily, why would she want them for friends. The smaller girl nodded as she watched the realization run over Lila’s face. Raising her eyebrows, the Eurasian girl motioned her classmate along, sending a cruel smile after her.

Chloé waited until the little liar was gone before giggling at her friend’s reaction to the girl who had become their daily annoyance. “I’m guessing you saw what’s been running in the American news? I thought it wouldn’t take long for you to respond. Are a plethora of lawsuits on the way?” Marinette giggled slightly as her severe demander giving way to the internal glee that was consuming the teen over the sheer chaos that was to come.

When Jason touched down in Paris, he tensed. The atmosphere in the city was less carefree than he remembered. There was an air that actually reminded him of Gotham. Tense. Waiting or the other shoe to drop. The expectation that your day was going to go wrong set from the moment one woke up. Pulling out his phone, the Gotamite looked up the address to the bakery that he had found when digging online. If today went the way he was hoping it would, the bakery would be his only stop for the day. Of course, he didn’t count on Gina.

When she called him over from where she was standing by her bike, Jason had to smile. The woman was part of the reason that he wasn’t still camping out in Gotham, waiting to kill a certain billionaire. Once the spry biker had latched onto his arm, the young man knew that his mission would have to wait just a bit. After all, he owed Gina almost everything he had.

#maribat #sibling!jasonette #platonic jasonette #timari #ml x dc #mlb #bamf marinette #chaotic marinette #oh shit i did a thing #theres more to come #my writing #a moment in time fic

[peachyteez]

angel nurse ≫ DAY(6) SIX, ARE YOU HAPPY?

this fox hybrid was brought into the recovery facility covered in scratches, whip marks, blood, and every other injury you could imagine. due to this, yeosang has trouble trusting humans, as he was afraid they could just hurt him all over again. until he meets jiyu, his “angel nurse”.

PART OF THE HEAVEN SERIES.

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✧ notes: courtesy of a certain someone for the day6 reference :)

back。| next。

“yeosang, hello,” jiyu peeked in with a smile and wave. behind her were four other hybrids. they peeked out from behind her and made eye contact with the fox hybrid.

yeosang waved back, suddenly feeling wary again with the new presences in the room, even if they were his own kind. maybe i’m more shy than i thought...

“just like i promised, i brought these four babies with me today,” she teased, earning a ‘hey!’ from mingi.

yeosang now understood why jiyu wasn’t so worried for the bunny hybrid as other people were; the bunny was at least six feet tall, towering above the other predator hybrids. except for the golden–retriever, he seemed to be the same height.

seonghwa slowly approached yeosang and stared at him. he’s heard so much about this fox hybrid being his “twin”, now he wanted to see for himself.

yeosang, on the other hand, remembered jiyu’s comment from the previous day about him being similar to the wolf hybrid. just how similar were they for her to associate them with each other?

the two tilted their heads in the same direction as they observed each other. both of their eyes widened and they pointed to each other. “you’re me,” they both said, before slapping a hand over their mouths. they both seemed so fascinated, and slightly terrified, that they were mirroring each other right from the getgo.

hongjoong, yunho, mingi, and jiyu watched the scene in awe. jiyu didn’t realize they were that similar. “pfft—” they all stifled their laughter.

the other three could now understand why jiyu called yeosang his twin by just looking at him. the two possessed the same intimidating face but once they opened their mouths, they were just soft little kids on the inside.

“a–are you sure you guys weren’t separated at birth?” yunho asked, trying to suppress his chuckles feom spilling out.

“i’m an only child, i swear!” they both shouted before staring at each other in awe once again.

jiyu couldn’t hold it in anymore and she burst out into laughter that brought a smile to everyone’s faces. “o–oh my god, t–this is priceless!” she managed to squeeze out in between her laughter. “i–i knew you guys were similar to a certain extent...b–but this blows my expectations!”

yeosang shyly scratched the back of his neck and looekd away; his cheeks and the tips of his human ears flushed pink. seonghwa mirrored his expression as he turned towards jiyu.

“j–jeez, it’s not that funny,” he mumbled, seeing the other three trying to suppress their chuckles and snickers as well.

“‘i’m an only child!’” hongjoong mimicked as he chuckled. “seems like you and the fox hybrid are soulmates at the moment.”

jiyu calmed down and took a few breaths to stabilize herself. “anyways, yeosang. that’s seonghwa. the tiger hybrid is hongjoong, the golden–retriever is yunho, and the bunny is mingi. they’re all my little fur balls.”

‘d–did she call is fur balls?’ the four sweatdropped as the same thought ran through their minds.

“guys, this is yeosang. remember to be careful if you play with him since his wounds are still healing,” she reminded them.

yeosang quickly glanced at hongjoong. he was always curious about the tiger hybrid from seojin’s stories. by the looks of it, he seemed like he was indeed thriving; the genuine smile said it all. as a matter of fact, all of their smiles spoke for them.

“ji,” yeonjun called as he poked his head into the room. “can you help me sort these papers? i need to process them into the system but they’re all mixed,” he asked, carrying in a three, thick folders filled with various documents.

“jeez, who hated you enough to give you that?” she joked, yelping when yeonjun poked her side. “i’m kidding, i’m kidding!” she chuckled. “yeah, i’ll help you. come in here.” she cleared the table so they could work on re–organizing the documents.

yeosang observed her from his bed, almost forgetting the presence of the other four with them.

“what are you thinking about?” yunho asked, making the fox hybrid flinch at the sudden reminder than he wasn’t alone.

“n–nothing...just...she’s really nice,” he mumbled, fidgeting with his fingers. “i was kind of mean to her the first few days but yet she still came back to talk to me.”

seonghwa nodded, stealing a quick glance at her as she flipped through the papers. “yeah...she didn’t give up on us either, no matter how violent or stubborn we were.”

“it’s her charm, though!” yunho piped up.

“yeah, but she’s too nice sometimes...she could end up helping the wrong people,” yeosang mindlessly mumbled. there were a lot of malicious people out there, there was always a possibility of it happening.

the four sweatdropped again as they remembered the various incidents of jiyu showing her “scary” side when it came to protecting the ones she loved; when she changed into a whole different person in front of yunho’s former owners, and when she tracked down mingi’s former owner and managed to retrieve his adoption forms.

“i–i don’t think we have to worry about that,” mingi sheepishly laughed as he rubbed the back of his neck.

yeosang didn’t question it. after all, he didn’t know her as well as they did.

“this might be an insensitive question,” hongjoong said from the window, “but where will you go after leaving here?”

yeosang grew silent at the question. truthfully, he didn’t even know himself. he could follow the facility protocol of having to be transferred to the adoption floor, and potentially finding a new family.

the only problem was...he couldn’t see himself with another family. it had taken him so long to trust jiyu, he didn’t want to imagine trying again with other people. he knew they’d grow impatient with his personality and just throw him out, heck, maybe even return him.

“...i’m not sure. probably just go with the flow and be put up for adoption.”

the four wordlessly glanced at each other. he didn’t sound convincing; rather, it sounded like he was convincing himself to go along with the facility protocol. seonghwa and hongjoong were in his shoes at one point.

seonghwa quietly sighed. “do you feel happy with jiyu?” he asked.

“...define happy,” yeosang mumbled, looking at each and every one of them. “is that how you all feel with her?”

yunho and mingi enthusiastically nodded. “she makes us feel all warm and fuzzy inside!” mingi declared. “it’s a really good feeling. i could never imagine someone else adopting me.”

“that’s one way of putting it,” hongjoong chuckled at the bunny hybrid before looking at yeosang. “but yes, it’s a warm feeling. she provides us with everything we all lacked in our previous homes,” hongjoong said, quickly peeking in jiyu and yeonjun’s direction. “it’s like...you feel safe around her. like nothing could ever hurt you again.”

and yeosang wasn’t going to lie. he did feel that. he felt all the warmness and fuzziness thst mingi described, he felt safe like nothing would harm him again; but most of all, he felt cared for. he felt appreciated.

his old owners only appreciated him for his monetary value, but with jiyu, he felt a different type of appreciation. like she cared about him for him; the fox hybrid that was shy around others, the fox hybrid that loved drawing little made–up characters called hehetmon.

“i think he found his answer,” seonghwa chuckled.

“what was the point in asking me all that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “to test me?”

yunho shoved a paper up to his face, making yeosang flinch and fall back into the bed. d–did i just flinch from paper? that’s a new low for me.

“yunho! be careful!” hongjoong quietly scolded the puppy.

“oops...sorry,” yunho sheepishly apologized before handing yeosang the paper instead. “this was all of our ideas!” he smiled.

yeosang read the contents of the paper and he almost made his heart rate monitor go haywire from the emotions he felt. the four panicked at the sporatic beeping sounds.

jiyu and yeonjun’s heads snapped up at the sound, concern written across their face. “what’s the matter, yeosang?” she asked, hastily approaching him. recognizing the form in his hands, she lightly gasped.

“well, this is awkward...u–um, you weren’t supposed to see that yet—”

the four sheepishly looked to the ground. had they messed up?

“c–can i really?” yeosang quietly asked, his eyes never leaving the paper. “can–can i really go home with you?”

in his hands was yet again, another filled out adoption form.

seeing the form was the final push for him, the final piece of the puzzle. that he really did feel happy with jiyu. and that he was hesitant about being adopted by other people because he was so used to jiyu’s presence around him. like mingi had said, he couldn’t imagine being adopted by anyone else.

jiyu gently smiled. “i didn’t want to force it onto you so i never said anything,” she explained before putting a hand in his head. “but we all discussed about it two nights ago about bringing you home with us. although, after today,” she playfully glared at the four hybrids were peeking out from behind yeonjun, “i think they grew a little impatient about bringing the topic up.”

yeosang felt a rush of emotions. maybe fate really did feel bad for him and decided to not throw him under the bus. maybe fate really was nice, after all.

“i–if it’s not too much trouble,” he shyly mumbled, “th–then i accept your offer,” he said, a small smile spreading across his face. jiyu smiled back; this was the first time she’s seen him smile.

“seonghwa’s twin’s coming home!” hongjoong jokingly declared, patting seonghwa’s back. yunho and mingi cheered along.

seonghwa sighed, but no one could deny the smile he was trying to hide. “i’m not going to try.”

yeonjun looked back. “so how long am i going to be used as a shield?”

#9th member of ateez #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #ateez angst #kang yeosang #kang yeosang imagines #yeosang imagines #yeosang scenarios #ateez yeosang #hybrid au #kpop hybrid au #ateez hybrid #hybrid!ateez #ateez au

[writing-the-end]

LoL Chapter 57: Lost in the Ice

Masterpost

A Wizard Hermits tale (AU, designs, ideas belongs to @theguardiansofredland)

The hermits sail across the dangerous, ever changing Ashioll sea into her fjords, in search for a city that no longer exists in this time.

But what of the past?

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A/N: Hey guys, im so sorry Both red and I have been MIA, things have been really tough for us and just when it seems we’re ready to start back at it, something new knocks us down. We dont plan to abandon LoL (we still talk about it all the time), but chapters will remain sporatic until we can get back to the grind. Thank you for your Patience __________________________________________________

The wind cut through the air as sharp as icicles, and stormy green waves crash against the rocky shoreline. With each wind driven push, another layer of water spikes across the beaches. The sea tosses the ship around, turning even the most seaworthy faces as green as Cleo’s own. She’s the only person on the whole ship who isn’t seasick- in fact, she’s howling with the wind, grinning with teeth as sharp as the ice, her moves as broad as the waves. 

She’s as alive as the sea, or as alive as a zombie can be. “This is a grand storm, boys! Hold onto your lunch, or you’ll just be chumming the waters!” 

“Can’t the Ashioll sea be normal for once?” Mumbo whimpers, staring at the grey, clouded horizon, even when the waves block his view of the only thing keeping him from getting sick. At this point, he doesn’t even care with the freezing water splashing on him. 

“Can’t our captain be normal for once?” Iskall adds, his face the same color as his tunic.

“King Sormena, when should we make the turn into one of the fjords?” Cleo questions, turning to face the monarch. Sor is gripping the railing to the wheel tight, fear and panic evident by the purple and yellow tones of his hair. 

“Search for the one with the frozen waterfall! And just Sor is fine!” He doesn’t really feel like a king right now. Not when his teeth are too frozen to chatter and his knuckles have turned as white as snow from fear. 

“We can hardly even see the shoreline!” TFC’s grey hair traps the snow and ice, forming like crystals. Even he was terrified for his life as they beat on through the storm. 

There was only one other hermit who didn’t fear the freezing temperatures. Stress, though nervous about Cleo’s sailing, was used to the biting chill of the cold. It just gave her all the reason more to bundle up in soft cozy clothes and snuggle under blankets by the fire, drinking warm drinks. She was not immune to the cold, but she welcomed it, and could feel the strength of her powers grow with the blizzard around her. She felt like lightning, full of energy and power. And she can see through the storm, see beyond the white out. “Up ahead! The next finger has a humongous waterfall!” 

Cleo and the other hermits squint, daring to ebb closer to the spiked shoreline. Sure enough, frozen water cascades from the top of a mountain, turning to a solid sheet across an archway over the fjord entrance. In the few warm months, the water must fall freely from the overhang, all the way into the waves, a curtain between the ever rough Ashioll  sea and the supposed city beyond. But for now, it’s suspended half way, half drawn. 

Turning into the thin finger through the mountainous, rocky shores, Cleo bites her lip as they drift under the frozen fall. The peak of her mast scrapes against the blue ice, chipping and scratching with a horrible screeching noise, but never disrupting the jagged teeth of the fjord’s maw. 

Entering the belly of the beast, the waves die back and the wind stops howling. Within the fjord, the hermits and their ship are protected from the elements by the mountains surrounding. The tide pushes them further in, silent as the snow that drifts to the wooden deck. The hermits are slow to recover from the sea, but no one dares think about the fact they’ll probably have to leave the same way. “I can see why the Ancient Ones chose this place.” Doc states. “It’s so well protected. No one in their right mind would sail through that.” 

“Actually this place wasn’t always as frozen as it is now. The harsh cold probably occurred around the same time the magical mist in the lower Ashioll sea appeared.” Sor points out. “According to my studies with my brother, this place was quite lush.” 

“Do you think it had something to do with why the Ancient Ones disappeared? Or did the Ancient Ones cause it, King Sormena?” xB questions, flicking his fins to rid the ice from the scaly appendages. 

“Please, just call me Sor.” The king smiles weakly. “But I’m not sure. We don’t know why, how, or even when exactly the Ancient Ones disappeared. It’s an unfortunate gap in our history I hope this expedition will help fill.” 

“But I don’t even see a city!” Iskall points out. The hermits look across the rocky shoreline, but only find trees and boulders. No sign of the carved buildings and stone aqueducts that the Ancient Ones were known for. Were they in the wrong fjord? Everything looked undisturbed, pristine wild forests. Everything looked normal. 

Except for a crystal, sitting in the center of the water, peeking out from the surface and resting on a stone platform. Every hermit’s hairs stand on end at the sight of a crystal- and some even draw weapons and circles in preparation for destroying one of Dolios’s corrupted gems. But as they dare to sail closer, slow and with bated breath, they realize the gem is blue rather than black. Glowing faintly, rather than absorbing all the light. Cleo’s ship bumps against the stone platform, floating on the freezing fjord, but the platform doesn't move. 

Grian is the first to escape the rocking vessel, praising Stratis for being freed. Basking on the solid rock in the center of the water. Stress, False, and Ren help tie Cleo’s ship to the stone dock while TFC eeks closer. His curiosity gets the better of him, and almost like a child, he can’t help but reach out and touch. The rest of the guild, except Sor, flinch. Preparing for some sort of dark magic attack, or for the crystal to take over TFC like it did so long ago. 

But nothing happens. The only shift in the fog around them is from the wind, only the creaking of Cleo’s ship speaking into the silent air. Bolstered by the reactionless crystal, TFC raps his knuckle against the blue, glowing stone. Gazes deep into its luminescent core. Even licks it. “I think it’s chalcanthite. But what use would a crystal like that have out here?” 

“What are its properties, T?” Ren questions, circumambulating the stone. 

“Uh, give me a minute. This is a pretty unusual gem, and this old mind isn’t what it used to be.” The dwarven wizard rubs his temples, massaging the information to bubble to the surface. “It...it deals in time, removing obstacles within time by…” 

TFC goes quiet, staring out at the waters. The surface is calm, but its nearly opaque as he attempts to search the murky waters. What is hiding beneath the waves, disappearing beneath as time eroded it away? TFC’s thoughts are running a mile a minute, piecing together all the information presented before him like a puzzle. Creating a story in his head. 

So lost in the gemstone and history, he doesn’t hear Xisuma call for him to return to the present. Not until X shakes the guildmaster, bringing him back. “What does it do, TFC?” 

“Chalcanthite deals in time, the shift from present to past.” TFC continues to ramble, trying to piece together everything in his mind. But explaining time travel through magical crystals is hard, and then adding on the history of the Ancient ones? 

Most of the other hermits aren’t listening. Some are bouncing in place, trying anything and everything to stay warm, while others are talking through chattered teeth. Including Grian, and King Sor. 

“Why in the world did your guildmaster lick the gem?” Sor questions, shaking his head. His frozen locks of hair tickle at the base of his neck. 

Grian shrugs in response, summoning his wings and fluffing his feathers in an attempt to gain warmth. Blue and white ruffled in a cocoon. “Hey, King Sormena. I dare you to hit the stone.” 

“Please, for the love of the gods, just Sor is fine. And why on earth would I do that?” What did the crystal ever do to deserve being hit? Grian’s only response is another shrug, this time matched with a mumbling series of noises. 

“Cause why not? Do it, Sor, I dare ya.” If it wasn’t for Sor getting to hear just his name, his nickname, fall from Grian’s lips, so casual and friendly, but he’s been conditioned by his brother never to say no to a dare.

Sor walks up behind X and TFC, the former much more confused than the latter, and gazes into the crystal. SOmething about the power within it, so strong and ancient, tugs on Sor’s own magic. Not like it’s trying to steal it, but rather- amplifying it. Strengthening him. Sor breaks out of his trance at the whispered encouragement, the egging on of Grian. 

Before Sor, or any other hermit can think about what he’s doing, he smacks the crystal with the palm of his hand. 

Despite being king, Sor is just about as clever as all the other hermits. He probably shouldn’t have hit the gem so hard his hand stings and goes numb, much less make the ringing sound he can hear in his ears. 

It’s not just in Sor’s ears. The low toll can be heard, slowly rising higher in pitch. It echoes across the fjord, silencing the wind, the creaking ship. Freezing everything for one brief second as the crystal glows brighter. 

The blue gem pulses, and rippling from the lattice, a bubble of light engulfs the hermits, the stone circle, the ship, and the entire fjord. Too bright, the hermits are all forced to avert their gaze, closing their eyes and praying for the chance to open them again. No one dares to attempt until the ringing has disappeared, fading off into the mountains and distant snowstorm

Grian, used to the idea of potentially waking up dead at this point, opens his eyes first. 

They aren’t alone in an empty fjord, freezing to death. There is no snowstorm, and the entire fjord is filled- not with ice floes or soft waves. 

No, it’s filled with a city. 

Stone buildings, floating on the water like driftwood, so tall they challenge the mountains to touch the top of the world. Vines, carefully tended, creep down the building sides, and people- hundreds of thousands of people- take stairs, vines, water tunnels- just about any and every mode of transportation to get around the city. The stone and the greenery are one and the same, the people just as alive as their own buildings and streets seem to be. A group of children run by, kipling and naga and human and bacca, laughing and screaming as they play some kind of game within their own imagination. A few people watch the hermits as they stand there, just as confused as the team. 

TFC is so deep in his explanation to Xisuma, he doesn’t even notice time has already shifted around him. At least, not until a leaf flutters past, bright green and broad. Not any of the pines that they saw daring to grow in the rough terrain and even rougher weather. Both X and TFC watch the leaf drift between them, before landing on a roadway a short distance off. Revealing to them where they are. When they are. 

“The lost city of the Ancient Ones.” Sor whispers, standing in awe at the sight. “Welcome to more than a thousand years ago.”

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What art are you most proud of? And please show us a pic if you can! <3

Not gonna lie, this was actually p hard to answer. I’m honestly proud of any piece I get done, especially any full body, full color, full background pieces, and I refuse to let myself out-right hate anything that I draw in general now-a-days, unfinished or no. I draw for fun, always have, so I try not to put too much worry on how good something looks so long as it gets my idea across in a way that I like, or that I tried?? (And ik being proud of a piece doesnt have to tie into what the end result looks like, im just covering that base) I looked through all of my recent digital art on my ipad(that i’ve had what, 3-4 years at this point?) and found myself about just as happy with each finished piece-

-Except one. There is one piece that I forget about constantly but I’m honestly super proud of the amount of effort it had put in to reach the end result. It probably sees a number of glances infrequently(due to my sporatic activity on said blog) but isnt posted to this blog’s art tag.

It’s the blog banner I drew for my @thelostguardianau fic, of the(at the time) whole cast in the au. You can find the post to reblog it from here but i’m also adding it below for reference. (* and honestly I’ll mention every other art piece in this au posted to it’s blog stands at having this same proudness, as each individual characters complicated design fed into this big banner, each one having a giant set of uniquely drawn wings, complex body markings, and unique clothing and features. And I would not have been able to complete this banner without having those singular character chart pieces finished first, except for Thomas’s design, who has yet to be posted for ✨reasons✨)

This fricking Banner was and still is(for now, *wink*) the most ambitious piece I’ve managed to finish. It took me so long, my wrist hated me, my ipad hated me, my ipencil hated me, medibang hated me, this piece pushed the limits of the poor app. Every time I try and open this piece up on the app it takes a solid couple seconds to open, save, and close.

From sketching to lining every single character, to having to uniquely match up Their Wing Sizes and Heights, because Guardians are fucking Tall, so Wing size and Height size was hell to calculate and portray. Why, you might ask?

Because I was limited to the proportions that would actually fit into a tumblr mobile banner. Which, funfact, is much smaller than you’d think!

I had to make sure they’d all fit, wings and all. And they didnt fcking want to. But I made it fit, because I wanted a full body + wings cast banner and goddamn it that was going to happen. And I did. And I lost a fuck-off amount of detail-space for it.

Coloring it wasn’t exactly difficult, but I will once again point back to this app hating this piece and it draining my battery because of it. I work in layers. My lineart will have 5-6 different layers in color before I combine them and set the hue to black, but I still keep my lineart seperate in that each character has their own lineart, and the background lineart is seperate.

I had their lineart, and probably still do, seperated into Seven different layers, one per character, each one w/ an extra masking layer for their wing glow. Each character got their own folder for colors, and had multiple layers for each colored section: clothing, skin, skin blush + eye whites, hair, wings, body markings, marking glow. And then there was the background layers, and the glowing affects, ect. The whole piece stands at having about 80 total layers having been used over the course of making it.

So yeah, Medibang does not like this piece when I try to open it. xD

But really, setting aside fighting and babying technology thats being pushed close to its limit, the real pride comes from the fact that this piece has Seven fully colored, near-full body characters drawn, all touching and interacting and accurate to the scale that I made. It is the most amount of characters in one piece that I’ve ever drawn, colored, and finished, and I’m pretty fricken proud of it.

Which makes it all the more daunting that said banner is going to get an upgrade, because it’s a Character Cast Banner after all, and its going to have four more fully designed and full winged characters added into it.

And by upgrade, I mean I get to redraw the whole dang thing. Because I gotta rearrange ✨everyone’s✨ positions. And at this point, the only way thats possible is by starting over.

wish me luck on that. o_o;

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