#king's dad: YOU AGAIN??? GIVE IT A REST BUDDY

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hurt/comfort

#the owl house #toh #luz noceda #hunter #flapjack #hunter deamonne #hunter wittebane #luz & hunter: g*d please let me just have ONE good day #king's dad: YOU AGAIN??? GIVE IT A REST BUDDY #my art #AND FUCK ****** ******! #huntceda #lunter #goldenlight #BOOM

[quitealotofsodapop]

@dorothygale123; The Demon Bull King turning out to be the decendant of the Flame Emperor/Divine Peasant (more commonly known as "Divine Farmer") actually gives his side of the story some extra spicyness! It also gives the Jade Emperor + Queen Mother greater reason to have not wanted Iron Fan and DBK to get hitched - thats some "about to be overthrown"-level of political clout. It also gives DBK a really cool motivation to rebel against Heaven + rule over earth: in his mind, his ancestor deserved to be Emperor over mankind and heaven for the good he did.

Shennong/Divine Peasant appears in a collection of mythos regarding the ancient age of "Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors". Each being is different depending on who you ask, but Shennong is always one of the Sovereigns, alongside Nuwa, Fuxi, and rarely Gonggong (god of water). The Five Emperors include the Yellow Emperor and his more noteworthy decendants. Shennong is either depicted as the Yellow Emperor's brother, or his father (again sources issue), but I prefer to go with the "waring brothers" angle since it makes it a juicy conflict. Apparently around this era there was co-ruling Five August Emperors nicknamed; the Yellow, Black, White, Red, and Blue-Green Emperors. Jade Emperor's rule occurs a bit later since he was busy doing 327 millions years of meditation before the Big God Yuanshi Tianzun declared him God-Emperor over the others.

Shennong/Divine Peasant is said to have failed to overthrow his brother, but was still beloved by his people (aww). And he pretty much spent the rest of his life dedicated to helping humanity understand fire, edible vs medicinal plants, and agriculture. For the guy who taught humanity farming to be a bull-man is oddly poetic in a way. Also major chad move of him; fails to overthrow the big Emperor (like his decendant), and instead of whining gets to experimenting on himself with wild plants so he can take care of his people better. He is said to have died via a flower-eating experiment gone wrong though.

I actually tracked down your source so I could read it for myself, cus Nuwa's parentage changes quite a bit depending on the sources; some say thunder god dad, some say Emperor dad, others say she was a primoridal parasite on Pangu's body etc... From the book you have, it appears that Shennong/Divine Peasant named his youngest daughter after Nuwa the goddess. The same character also dies as a child and transforms into the Jingwei bird, making it rather difficult for this Nuwa to be the same one who created humanity.

It should also be mentioned that "Yan/Yangdi/Flame/Firey Emperor" applied to multiple kinsman deities who held power at the same time who weren't related genetically. Houtu (another suspect of creating SWK) is even mentioned as a "Yan Emperor". The idea of the Divine Peasant and The Earth itself (themselves ancestors/creators of DBK and SWK) being sworn bros seems very cool af.

In short: DBK and SWK aren't related, but their ancestors/creators def knew eachother and were buddies - so much so that Shennong named one of his kids after Nuwa. Also this means DBK holds a threateningly large claim to the Celestial Throne if he ever argued for it.

I feel like if Shennong ever appeared in the LMK universe (like via the Scroll of Memory or another artifact), he'd look like a massive auroch-like minotaur/bull demon holding farming equipment. Red Son probably meets him on accident while trapped in the Scroll, and it takes Red until afterwards to realise that the "peasant bull" was his many-great-grandfather.

Also, here's my silliest reaction to learning that Shennong/Flame Emperor/The Divine Peasant is a literal cow-man;

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk theories #lmk demon bull king #lmk dbk #chinese mythology #shennong #divine farmer

[frogking17]

First time parents - happy family au

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Macaque and Wukong love their baby so much but being a parent can be hard and they still have some stuff to figure out.

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Macaque watches in awe as the little cub with a coat of black fluff grabs little fistfuls of Wukong’s fur while yawning, satisfied now he knows his baba is right there. He still can’t quite believe that this adorable creature is half him but the almost black fur and four colour ears make it quite obvious that this is his son.

“Xiaotiān… our little heaven… I’m surprised your baba didn’t slap my arm for practically naming you after him but… I feel like he deserves it, don’t you?” He whispers quietly and gets a tiny grumble from his son who flattens his ears against his head while peaking open an eye to glare at his papa. Macaque wants to laugh but controls himself because he remembers how painful sound was when he was little and instead starts to put up a sound barrier around the room. Xiaotian sighs in relief before getting comfortable again on his sleeping baba’s chest; Wukong doesn’t even acknowledge the movement considering he clocked out the moment he knew everyone was safe.

Macaque sits at Wukong’s bedside and watches over him and their baby as they both rest peacefully until Xiaotian gets hungry. Xiaotian grumbles as his eyes blink open and look around the room before starting to sob which hurts his ears as he tries to flatten them against his head again and cries harder, “oh, oh no! It’s okay little buddy, just tell your papa what’s wrong” he coos while picking up Xiaotian to cradle him but the cub just continues to sob. Macaque is starting to panic when he hears Wukong’s tired voice mumble “give him here.”

Wukong has his arms held out towards Macaque to take their baby as Macaque awkwardly passes them over before pulling up his shirt making Macaque whip his head away; out of the corner of his eye Wukong catches the reaction and chuckles before urging his baby to latch, “you know you helped make him… you don’t have to turn away.” Macaque laughs nervously and glances at Wukong before mumbling “I feel like I’m imposing on Xiaotian’s meal.” That makes Wukong burst out laughing until Xiaotian starts fussing, trying to tell his baba to stop, “oh I’m sorry kiddo… though now that I think about it Xiaotian is kinda long… oooh why don’t we call him monkie kid, Mk for short!” Macaque is stone face as he turns to Wukong and says “absolutely not.”

Sadly though Mk catches on and even Macaque starts calling him Mk after a while which makes Wukong look all smug. Macaque also tries to hide his face when Wukong decides the way they’re going to introduce their baby to the troop is to do a lion king. He stands on top of the waterfall and holds out Mk for the monkeys below to see, all of them staring up in awe.

The monkeys all swarm around Wukong afterwards to see the new baby and the mothers have to keep the excited little ones back so they don’t pull on MK’s tail or arms. Meanwhile Mk just clings to his baba and occasionally reaches out a hand to wrap it around a mother’s but if one of them tries to take Mk they get a harsh push from Wukong (nothing too hard but it’s a clear warning) because he knows they’ll try to steal Mk if they get the chance. Macaque distracts the youngsters and keeps the dads back so Wukong doesn’t have to deal with all of the troop but he can only deal with so many tugs to his ears and after chirping to Wukong for help as he gets dog piled by the babies the meeting is called short.

They walk back up to the stone mansion with their tails intertwined as Mk clings to Wukong’s back; his tail cautiously wrapping around Wukong’s to keep himself in place. Wukong was fine with walking in silence but something nags at Macaque, “what… what happened to the demon monkeys?” Macaque feels bad for bringing it up when he sees Wukong tense before looking down, his eyes watering over and shining with sadness that makes Macaque’s heart ache, as he mumbles “honestly… I don’t know… I got back from the journey and almost all of them were gone… I was told many had died and the ones that hadn’t left…” he pauses for a moment like he’s trying to collect himself before continuing “Ba was the last and ended up dying in my arms from old age.” Slowly Macaque reaches out and holds Wukong’s hand, giving it a squeeze, in hopes of grounding Wukong before saying “I’m so sorry, peaches… being alone and dealing with that must have been hard” which gets him a shrug from Wukong. However, Mk notices his baba is sad and starts chirping for him and Wukong seems to perk up when he gently gets Mk off his back, instead cradling him in their arms.

Macaque drops the topic because he doesn’t want to push Wukong and both parents try to focus on Mk. Though they didn’t predict just how hard parenting was going to be. Macaque is almost at his breaking point when for the fifth night in a row he’s rudely awoken by Mk sobbing.

Macaque jolts awake and groggily looks around the room before spotting the tiny bassinet on the other side of the bed right next to Wukong because he wanted Mk close while he was asleep. It’s dark and Macaque can barely see Mk waving his little hands in the air trying to find his parents or the lump in the blankets where Wukong was. He’s a little shocked that Wukong hasn’t woken up yet because Mk was screaming his head off at this point, it was so loud it felt like it was going to burst his ear drums. Gently, Macaque leaned over Wukong, he couldn’t see his face at first because Wukong was on his side facing the bassinet, but he’s shocked to see Wukong just staring at Mk.

Frozen in shock, Macaque just looks at Wukong and is about to ask Wukong what’s wrong when his husband jumps out of bed. Macaque practically had to dodge him to avoid being head butted before looking at Wukong in confusion as he takes Mk out of the bassinet and starts to rock him. When that doesn’t work he climbs back into bed and puts Mk on his chest with two of his ears pressed over where his heart is. Slowly, Mk starts to calm down as he lets out little chirps of pain (crying that loudly must have hurt his ears).

None of that was the thing that confused or worried Macaque; instead it was the fact that Wukong did all of it with a stone cold expression but Macaque hopes that was just because he was sleep deprived. However, he’s not to sure how to explain away the glare of hatred he saw Wukong give Mk when he leaned over him.

Macaque ends up taking Mk from Wukong so he can sleep that night. Wukong smiles at Macaque, the first kind one he’d seen that night, before passing Mk over while giving Macaque a little peck then rolling over to get some sleep.

Macaque goes outside with Mk to get some fresh air because sitting in his bedroom with Wukong just felt like he was being choked. He loves Wukong and knows he’d never hurt Mk… but he’s seen him get like this before; it leads to fights and objects being thrown, mostly at Macaque, and he’s just scared Mk might get caught in the crossfire.

He sighs in defeat before sitting down crossed-legged with Mk in his lap, right by the edge of the cliff where he and Wukong had spent so many evenings together. He staring down at Mk who’s wrapped up in a red blanket to keep him warm but his fur is still sticking up on it’s end as a reaction to the cold morning air, “ha… sorry kiddo, I guess you inherited my snow monkey fur” he whispers jokingly and the only answer he gets it’s a quite coo from Mk. Macaque looks up at the sky and watches as the dark sky filled with twinkling stars fades to a beautiful, vibrant orange as the sun comes over the horizon. The early morning rays of sun slowly fall over Macaque’s face as he closes his eyes to enjoy the warm feeling that gently brushes over his face; he can almost imagine it’s Wukong who’s cupping his face lovingly but the illusion is shattered the moment he opens his eyes.

He goes back into the house and carefully puts Mk in his bassinet. The cub makes some trills in complaint before grabbing the stuffed monkey Macaque nudges towards him and clings tightly. He’s quiet for the rest of the morning which Macaque is thankful for because he’s not a morning person and he really doesn’t want to be doing anything this early.

When he wakes up hours later Wukong and Mk are both gone which makes him panic, he tells himself that everything is fine even as he rushes through each room of the mansion looking for them both. It’s a relief when he finally finds Wukong feeding Mk in the kitchens as he snacks on a peach himself. Wukong chews on a chunk of peach as he watches Macaque slide down the doorframe like a boneless chicken before saying “why are you acting like a crazy person?”

Macaque tries to laugh off Wukong’s concerns but he’s sweating nervously as he walks over to sit next to Wukong on the little, L-shaped wooden bench they have in the corner of the kitchen with a table that they use instead of the huge dinning room. Wukong raises an eyebrow at him and keeps glaring at him no matter how many excuses Macaque tries to regurgitate, “ok ok ok, it’s just… last night you… the way you glared at Mk… it scared me and I know you can’t help it but when you get bad it feels like our entire relationship is being held by a string and it’s making me anxious!”

Wukong’s eyes go wide as he stares at Macaque who’s rubbing his arm up and down to try to self-comfort. Carefully, Wukong gets Mk to detach which makes the baby grumble in annoyance before pulling the side of his red kimono back up, he’d rather not have this conversation while breastfeeding. Then Wukong reaches out and takes Macaque’s hand while sliding closer, turning so he’s facing Macaque as he supports Mk with his other hand, “moonlight… I had no idea you felt like that way… I’m sorry that I bottle stuff up till it comes bursting out in more… destructive ways.” Macaque laughs waterly as tears well up in his eyes and Wukong gives him a sympathetic smile before continuing, “but I’m not going down that rabbit hole, I promise… I was kind of worried after I blew up at you last time while I was pregnant and decided to talk with PIF to see if she knew any other remedies for stuff like this… she suggested a brew of some herbs and so far they’ve been working pretty well!”

Macaque looks at Wukong suspiciously, he’s happy but can’t shake the feeling that Wukong’s keeping something from him, “but… last night you were looking at Mk like you hated him and… I don’t want you to resent our son.”

Wukong moves his hand from Macaque’s to gently rest it on his cheek as he leans closer to Macaque, “I don’t hate or resent our son, I’ve never loved someone more… sorry honey” he mumbles the last part and once again gets Macaque to chuckle, “I’m just recovering from growing a baby demon inside me for 9 months then having to push them out of me… I mean I am so sore like everywhere; from breastfeeding, carrying him around, and down there hasn’t gotten that much better… I don’t even want to talk about what I have to do when going to the bathroom!… So, yeah… when I wake up at one in the morning to a screaming baby I get a little angry but I would never hate our baby.”

Mk looks at his parents, very confused at what’s going on and why they aren’t paying attention to him, he chirps while trying to climb up his baba who coos at him and kisses his forehead making Mk giggle happily. Macaque watches the interaction with little hearts in his eyes before asking nervously “so you’re better? Maybe not physically but.. you know what I mean.”

Wukong hesitates for a second and looks off to the side to avoid eye contact but Macaque leans forward and kisses his cheek making him look back before shaking his head, “I’m probably still going to have those days where I can’t get up and the hormones from giving birth still make me go kind of crazy but… I’m doing okay and I don’t want you to feel like you have to walk on eggshells, if you’re nervous.” Macaque nods and smiles as he feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders before leaning forwards for another kiss which makes Wukong chuckle.

They end up moving Mk into his nursery and into the crib Wukong lovingly made and this time instead of a blank space in the centre of the vines there’s a rough carving of Xiaotian because Macaque wasn’t going to let Wukong carve Mk. However, it’s a little messy and he was kind of worried Wukong would hate it but when Wukong sees it he gave Macaque a lot of kisses, “it’s like we worked on it together now.” Wukong was a little nervous not to have Mk in the room with them while they slept but it ends up being for the best because in his first night in the nursery Mk sleeps through the entire night; Macaque jokes that Wukong made a comfy bed for him and that’s why their baby slept through the night.

It’s wonderful for the two parents to be getting full night sleeps again and with the new energy they feel like they can actually start to try and teach their baby things. They have an on going bet about what MK’s first word is going to be; Wukong wants it to be baba and Macaque wants it to be dada or papa. Wukong doesn’t take the competition too seriously just trying to coax’s Mk into saying baba whenever Macaque is around just to annoy him a little bit but Macaque has decided this is a challenge against his honour and their son’s first word will be dad!

However, so far Mk looks like he has no interest in talking; the baby won’t even crawl which Macaque says is because Wukong carries him everywhere, “he’s a baby monkey! He needs me!” Macaque rolls his eyes but he’s not any better, completely wrapped around the tiny cub’s finger.

One day Macaque had been keeping Mk up just a little bit past his bed time trying t to get him to say dada, “come on kiddo, just da-da for me… can you say da-da?” Mk looks up at his dada before huffing and trying to curl up into a ball to go to bed, “let our son sleep!” Wukong groans as he walks into the living room before taking Mk from Macaque, “now I’m going to put him to bed… do you want to join me?”

Macaque follows Wukong while grumbling that Mk was just about to say dada as Wukong nods along to humour him.

Gently Wukong puts Mk into the crib and leans over the railing to move the stuffed monkey plush over to him so he has something to cling to throughout the night before stepping back and putting a gently barrier around the crib. It keeps Mk warm throughout the night so they don’t have to give him a blanket he’ll probably hate and Wukong makes it look like there’s stars above him which Mk stares at in awe the first time.

Once they were certain Mk had settled for the night both parents creeped out of the room before turning and smiling at each other. Macaque slides over to Wukong before putting his hands on his waist to drag Wukong close till he was bracing himself against Macaque’s chest, “why look at that… MK’s asleep and it’s a little early to be going to bed… perhaps we could have some fun of our own?” Wukong chuckles until Macaque cuts him off by kissing him passionately and after Wukong got over his surprise he happily trialed up his hands across Macaque’s chest before wrapping them around his neck.

Macaque starts backing Wukong clumsily down the hall towards their room which makes Wukong come back to reality before gently pushing Macaque back, getting a disappointed wimped from the fearsome shadow demon, “I’m sorry moonlight but I don’t think I’m healed enough for us to be doing that.” Wukong can practically see a light bulb go off above his head before he says “we don’t necessarily have to do that there’s… other stuff.” Wukong opens and closes his mouth like a fish before mumbling “that might work… just as long as we don’t get carried away” and Wukong starts to lean towards Macaque making the demon smile from ear to ear, “that works for me!” He joyfully says before sweeping Wukong off his feet and rushing him towards their bedroom even as Wukong whacks his shoulder and tells him not to do that so suddenly.

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#lego monkie kid #sun wukong #monkie kid sun wukong #six eared macaque #monkie kid macaque #monkie kid mk #sun wuking x macaque #shadowpeach #happy family #happy family au #trans sun wukong #parent macaque #parent wukong #dad monkey king #dad sun wukong #dad wukong #dad macaque

[that-fanperson-meg]

Who is TK? I wanna know the lore so far if thats ok? sorry

Don’t be sorry, I love talking about my little guy :]

the lore is extremely long so be warned lol:

TLDR: Sad Moth Boy is traumatized, gains the powers of god, gets adopted by the most powerful warrior in the galaxy and the king of a planet, and becomes an older brother to a lot of other Kirby OCs

TK’s (or Twilight Knight if you wanna be formal) original name was Lycia Racheia however from an early age they knew that his name wasn’t right for them and so he started going by Lycio and had dreams of becoming a Star Warrior like their idol Galacta Knight. However Lycio’s mother, Estelle, grew resentful of her ‘daughter’s’ dreams which led to her being both physically and emotionally abusive to Lycio.

Though fortunately out of the blue one day, Lycio’s father, Raymond, came back home for the first time in 15 years and Lycio decided that this was the perfect time to tell his father that they wanted to be called Lycio and wanted to be a knight, and surprisingly he was cool with this and ended up calling up his buddy who just so happened to be cool with teaching Lycio how to wield a sword and stuff and then Raymond left.

Time passed and Lycio’s mentor, Nicova Volans, basically became a better father than Raymond ever was, but oh no, Nightmare had awoken and was starting the war against the GSA back up again and so there was a huge demand for Star Warriors.

Lycio really wants to join and Nicova’s on board with this, but Estelle isn’t and when Lycio tries to tell her that they’re gonna be leaving to fight in the war she flips out and attacks him and gives them a scar. So Lycio gets the hell out of there but not before stealing what is essentially a magical makeup brush that can make illusions. They proceed to run to Nicova’s house where they use the makeup brush and makes him look more like how they want to look like (this is when he gets the purple and yellow eye lol) and before leaving for the Star Warriors Nicova gives Lycio a mask, sword, cape, and gloves as a parting gift.

A lot of things happen when Lycio joins the Star Warriors, but mainly; he’s finally given the name TK, they meet his best friend and roommate Dusk Knight (@/aesthetically-meme) and most importantly they meet Meta Knight who TK thinks is super cool and someone he can look up to.

However one day during a battle, Dusk shields TK from an attack from Dark Matter and gets pretty injured. Feeling overwhelmed with guilt and not knowing how Dusk’ll react, TK switches to another Star Ship along with a couple more Star Warriors (most notably Meta Knight)

Everything’s actually going ok for awhile, but then suddenly Nightmare attacks the Galactic Council (basically the space government) and all nearby Star Ships are sent to go help, though unfortunately, TK’s dad is on the Galactic Council and is apart of the list of victims.

So now they have that trauma to work through!

After that tragedy, the GSA decides to kick it into overdrive and now everyone’s looking for the star powers so they can wish on a Nova Star to know the location of the Star Rod so they can finally defeat Nightmare.

The Star Powers are gathered and the Star Warriors learn that the Star Rod is on a small planet called Planet Popstar which Meta Knight just so happens to be childhood friends with the king of Popstar.

Once again everything is actually going ok, but when TK and the rest of the battalion of Star Warriors he’s with arrive in Dreamland they’re visited in his dreams by none other than the grim reapers (Morpho Knight & Papillon/Papi from the light novel lol) where they’re told that the Star Warriors aren’t gonna live the next battle unless TK gives up his afterlife and is condemned to one of silence without any chance for reincarnation.

TK agrees without a second thought.

The next day, the Star Warriors arrive at the fountain of dreams and just as they remove the Star Rod from the fountain, Nightmare appears.

Everyone starts freaking out but they gotta fight, when suddenly, TK hears two voices in their head; Morpho and Papillon. They both give him a part of their power and TK essentially becomes a puppet for them and use TK to defeat Nightmare (this has the unintentional effect of turning TK from mostly heart matter to almost completely Soul Matter btw-)

So Nightmare’s finally dead thanks to TK, Meta Knight, and the rest of the GSA!

It doesn’t get better though.

Because right after this the GSA decides that Void-Astrals aren’t cool anymore and are actually dangerous and must be turned into the GSA before they can be possessed by the lingering NME monsters and forced to hurt people.

However Meta Knight’s having none of this and starts bringing all Void-Astrals in his forces back to their home planets, all except for TK who literally can’t go back to his home A) because of Estelle and B) they’re afraid that Nicova will hate him for what happened to their father.

So he comes to Planet Popstar!

Over time, TK becomes friends with the Meta-Knights and joins them!

TK also becomes close friends with Sailor Dee who pretty much asks Meta Knight if he’s gonna adopt TK because she sees him as an older sibling.

Meta Knight considers this and is on the fence about it, though after spending more time with them he decides that TK does need a parental figure and asks them if he wants to be adopted.

TK agrees. A lot more things happen but mainly; TK now has 10 siblings (Selene @/moon-mage, Fylass @/george228732, Dolly @/ilikesillythingswooo, Pleiades @/loaflovesdoodling, Dusk & Skipper Knight @/aesthetically-meme, Kirby, Sailor Dee, Bandana Waddle Dee, and Iris @/seaslug-enjoyer who all have lore that I definitely recommend you go look at!!!!) and joins the most chaotic family tree ever-

This is it if you’re wondering lol:

I have a bunch more writing, art, and lore explanations for all of my other OCs that I couldn’t go over here but if you’re interested i ask that you go check those out on the tags, #Twilight Knight Oc,#Nicova Volans, and #Estelle Racheia :]

Thanks for listening to my ramblings if you made it through this!

#thanks for the ask! #twilight knight oc #kirby oc #kirby original character #Nicova Volans #Estelle Racheia

[t00thpasteface]

how does the main story play out in your everyone lives au? does it change Before the Mehrunes Dagon fight or is that it's only divergence?

EEEEEK I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED bc I love talking about it!!! yes the Mehrunes Dagon fight is really the only major thing that changes. however, there's a lot of particulars in the timeline that i'm, well, particular about, so here's the gist of how the main quest, the Dark Brotherhood storyline, and Shivering Isles all fit together:

to give you a timeline, I like to think that the main quest starts in early spring and ends in late fall, so it takes about six or seven months.

Suzy is also juggling Dark Brotherhood story quest starting somewhere around early summer; her statue in Bruma has her Shrouded Armor on. that questline is also very slow going and doesn't really start to boil over until after the MQ is resolved. Suzy is named Silencer and given Shadowmere basically right before it's time to get the Amulet back from Mankar Camoran.

Martin survives the final battle, but it's a huge fiasco because he ends up borderline comatose from magicka expenditure. he makes a full recovery physically but he is a WRECK mentally. sidenote: it's very fun for me to explore how that would play out... i've mentioned my very long Marcien wip i've been working on; in that fic I do a lot of philosophizing about how he would handle being the emperor on top of all his past trauma, and what it would mean to be a Septim emperor with no Amulet of Kings or Dragonfires around to justify your bloodline's usefulness anymore.

while Martin is still settling into the throne, that's when the Dark Brotherhood absolutely implodes around Suzy. she's totally preoccupied with it, and as a result, she's hardly able to pay Martin any visits to check up on him. of course Martin kinda sorta starts to spiral without his emotional support demiprince... :(

Suzy comes in clutch to wrench Lucien from the jaws of death. he is... a little worse for wear. the exact severity of his wounds kinda varies from fic to fic but I don't think he gets out unscathed. in one ending i'm floating for my fic Urgent, he's all but incapacitated from the injuries (cutting against the grain of the abdominal muscle will basically render you unable to lift anything heavy ever again), and he's thus forced into early "retirement". in other versions of the ending, he quits of his own volition out of a totally justified paranoia that it could happen again, and that he won't be so lucky the second time. as a Silencer and not the Listener (she can't be everything!!), Suzy has no real reason to stay in the Brotherhood once Lucien gets forced out one way or another, so she takes her leave as well.

I think at that point Suzy gets Lucien and Martin talking mostly out of necessity; she's genuinely worried that both of them might do something horrible to cope with their sudden new lives, so she figures a buddy-system is a good solution for when she can't be there in Cheydinhal or the Imperial City to do welfare checks.

and, of course, there's no rest for the wicked; Suzy is very soon drawn away once again to the Shivering Isles, where her dad needs her to fulfill her duties as demiprince and keep New Sheoth running smoothly, while (semi-knownst to her) the Greymarch is happening. it's a different OC of mine (Hears-Voices, my Daggerfall protag) who becomes the new Madgod, and Suzy in her infinite daedricitude immediately takes a shine to him and totally accepts that he's her dad. not her new dad; just... her dad. you know how it is.

once that's all wrapped up in a neat little bow, she finally gets the opportunity to go back to living in Cyrodiil... only to find her two besties hooked up while she was away, and they both want her to be their maid of honor! how long has this been going on? will Suzy be able to compromise between her two best friends' wishes?? and are they going to be serving those tasty little cheese cubes at the reception or will Suzy have to cater it herself?!?!?!

#i hope that answers your question AND THEN SOME #i um. like talking about suzy #shebbz shoutz #tes #oblivion #marcien #oc suzy #ask

[thevoidwriting]

Welcome home.

Tw pups gendered looks, pre talk of ftm and mental struggles, depression, suicidal thoughts, multiple povs, pup will be referred to still as pup, hcs then fic time be scared I did this at work, tell me if I missed anything. Bad puns

Headcanons

Works at the local bar, as a bartender and bouncer, he tries his best, makes a mean cocktail.

Acts like a disappointed dad with kids 18 and under they come in with fake IDs and try to act the big game, gives them Shirley temples and didn't tell them.

Gets protective if they look or smell like their home life is bad. "I got ya kid, just rest in the back I'll wake you when it's time to leave." He'll growl out.

He checks on them from time to time after they leave his custody to make sure their really doing better

Once he gets pup, he excitedly tell them he's a real dad now since he has a blood child, he's doesn't love them any less of anything he loves them more. "Their just so bloody perfect." Crys a lot.

Tells his witch buddy they are his lil blessing, she just smiles at him lovingly like a older sister that just got notification that their now a aunt

He keeps a pic of them in his wallet, one current and one of them as a baby, he stole the baby pic from their mom, sneaky lil devil wolf.

Keeps a photo album of his favorite pics jokes on him now he has 4 of them cause he doesn't want to miss a moment of their life now

Wishes he could have been there more for them, keep their mother from making them feel like they didn't belong since they were afab and feel male

He's making up for it as much as a man who didn't know he had a child can. Lots of support.

He's was on the brink of killing himself when pup was dropped on his door step more on that later

He knows without pup he would be dead, either by his own hand or asking to be back in his kings service, he just knows he wouldn't be a dad,

low and behold arawn his king would make sure he was a dad, though natural means or unnatural means

Arawn would have made it so, call up Loki to seduce the gwyllgi, helloki, his king always wanted pups from him so it was always in his cards to be a dad, it's why his king gave him up so willingly without much of a fight.

Arawn will be the wine aunt of swonds litters.

Fic time call back

As he looks at the dim bar, he was done for the night, not really wanting to take anyone home, he looks at Steph. "Your alone tonight want me to stay and help out boss man?" He asks, Steph was a 50 year old Irish man, the owner of the bar, he could handle himself sure but he owned the man to much.

"nah take your time off laddie ya be needing more than I need you." The man chuckles, when Steph calls him laddie it warms his heart since it's been a good minute since he's been a laddie.

"sure thing boss man, call if you need me, not like a have family to be away from." Swond teases, Steph winces at that. "Get one it's worth the trouble, trust me I would love to have mine back." The man mummers softly, Stephs family died while he was away at war trying to keep everyone safe. The pain he hears on the man voice almost makes him cry, " your young, health get you a good woman or man, the Lord's know I don't judge." Steph chuckles, " maybe old timer." He leans on the bar top watching Stephs eyes crinkle in amusement at being called old timer.

"get some laughter in the home o' yours," Steph laughs out, "it's to big and to quiet for just your sorry hide." Steph finished, "never met the right lass is all." Swond defends, hands up. Steph chuckles again, "so then find the wrong lass raise some hell then find the right one settle down have a few kids amd settle down. That's what makes life worth living my boy," Steph hums out, maybe his boss was right.

Maybe it was time to start a family, "sure thing you old buzzard," Swond moves to grab his sling bag. He'd known Steph since Steph was 20 years old, doesn't ask why he doesn't age just accepts it fae magic and moves on. "When you ask Sheila out then I'll think about starting a family. Ask a nice lass out." He says jokingly with a wink, it's about time Steph moved on and gets a new wife and Shelia is a widow with two kids that need a strong father figure.

"aye is that a promise ya dodgy bastard." He jokes and challenges Swond. Of course Steph would do this knowing Swond wouldn't back down. "You know I won't back down from that." He throws a wink to his boss, adjusting his bag. He says his good byes then exits to the cold and damp.

He puffs out his breath feeling like a pup again, of course the cold would bring this out in him. "To my king I hope the new years finds you well and healthy. May ye's health continue to flourish." He whispers out a small prayer to his king arawn. He still misses his king, regretting why he left, for a feckless and fickle lass. Now he's wearly of anyone who's tounge is layed with flattery, he puffs out another breath thinking about how most can't be trusted past a few nights, he should ask to be put back in service to his king. "Like he'd take me back, I left him once whose to say I won't again." He chastised himself he knew better, it's a long cold walk home.

Apon his doorstep is a woman barely 18 by the looks of it, she sobbing softly, if not for his hound hearing he wouldn't know, she had snow white hair with wolf ears tipped in red, her hair tips match, a matching tail as well, flat chested and no hips, she looks up at his approach and he freezes she has blood red eyes, a small button nose and fangs just a bit to big for her mouth, she's in flannel, t shirt, jeans and high tops. "Dad?" She whispers.

He's in shock, he stopped by her. "I'm not anyone's dad I've been very careful, sweetheart where is your parents?" He asks as softly as a 8 ft tall man can, "s-she left me here, and said I'm my dads problem now. That was 9 hours ago." Just his luck he has a crying teenager on his door stop.

He lets her in to warm up, texting the rest of his make shift pack to see whose closet to see if she was his, since he can't smell it himself, as they wait he feeds and waters her, lets her borrow one of his shirts to help warm her up, she doesn't talk much he doesn't either. She acts so much like him it's unnerving, she's scared of her own shadow, so defensive for someone so tiny at 5'5, it takes about a hour for, Tyler to show up.

"Swond you told me you had a unknown, HELLO CHILD OF HIS." Tyler practically screams seeing and sniffing the air. Well that concerns and confirms it. "Tyler I've been safe how is she mine." Swond asks his friend. "Can you call the witch and see what she can find since pup will be staying here now, her mom dropped her off and ran while I was at work." Swond rubs his left brow, looking at her trying to make herself smaller. "I'm 18 I can take care of myself you know." She piples up. He give her a drool stare. " Not happing lass." They both say at the same time she just curls up more on the couch. They talk for a few hours at this point she's calmed down and her hair is now blond no trace of her ears and tail now. " We have to train her into her new powers, tell her what she is." Swond speaks softly as not to wake her as he picks her up to place her in bed.

That's how their first night went and from there it's just him trying to be the best dad he can be and trying to be respectful of his pups gender, now if you want to know about the time he broke into pups moms place I could be talked into sharing that.

#swond #pup is home #my writing #dragon musings #hells hand basket

[sleepy-achilles]

@theundertakeriscoming

The Family of Destruction- Papa Kicks ass!

I'm canonically losing my mind. I haven't pulled all nighters, twice in two days, since I was in highschool. My body ain't built for this anymore. Anyways, this is in a completely different universe, probably the one in which the kids don't become wrestlers because Leon story in the wwe started when he was born so yk he'd know.

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----Leon----

Leon never understood why his parents always left for long periods of time. Or how he had such a big family.

But he was only four, so he didn't think he was supposed to understand.

Leon looks down at his cereal and frowns as his parents talk about leaving again. He didn't mind staying with his uncles or aunts. He just missed his dad's when they left.

Taker approaches the small boy, he chuckles at the deep frown on the boys face as he stares into his cereals. "Whats wrong buddy? Did papa make the wrong ones?" Taker asks sitting next to him. Leon lifts his head and shakes it. Taker tilts his head. "Then what's wrong?" Taker questions. Leon points at the bags in the hall. "Oh..right. yeah, no reason to be upset though" Taker tells him. It's Leon's turn to tilt his head. "Your coming with me and papa. We are going on a nice trip." Taker smiles. Leon's eyed widen with excitement. "You like that idea buddy?" Taker asks. Leon nods. "Alright buddy, eat up than" Taker tells him. He watches as the kid digs back in. He glances at shawn who's still on the phone with their boss.

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Leon holds onto Shawn tightly as his papa carries him into the big building. Shawn gives his leg a squeeze as they walk. "This is one of the places me and daddy work" Shawn tells the boy softly. Leon rests his head on shawns shoulder and examines the hallways. He takes in the different men and women and how they are all dressed. He purses his lips, they are all dressed funny. A man in all gold approaches them. "Hello baby boy" he smiles. Leon's head perks up. Uncle goldust? "Oh right, you've never seen me like this. Shoulda started with my name." Goldust chuckles holding his hand out. Leon squeezes the other man's hand. "Your really going to enjoy tonight lee" goldust promises as he called away.

Goldust mutters his goodbyes before rushing off. Shawn looks at Leon who's face is full of confusion. Shawn smiles but he can't help but think this will be a bad idea, maybe wrestlemania isn't the best idea for your son finding out your job.

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Taker and shawn are tag teaming tonight. Kevin promised to take care of Leon. What they didn't know is this would have Leon sat at ring side. It was hbtaker vs Austin and hunter. Kevin's purpose was hunter and shawn. But also introducing Leon to the world.

Kevin carries Leon on his shoulders as he walks out onto the stage. The fans cheer, aw and make confused noises. Leon stares confusion. Who are all these people? Why are they cheering and chanting uncle Kevin name? Leon hunches over slightly, hugging kevins head. "Its okay buddy, this will all make sense soon" Kevin promises as he walks to the announcement table. "Well hello" King huffs as Kevin sits down, lifting Leon and sitting him into his lap. "Hello" Kevin smiles accepting a headset. "And who's this little guy?" Jr asks. "This is my nephew, Leon Michaels" Kevin states. Leon looks around. "Michaels? As in shawns kid?" King asks. Kevin nods. "Say hi" Kevin hums. Leon waves at King and Jr getting some aws. "Not a talking one" Kevin tells them.

"Its alright, King does enough talking for us all" Jr jokes. Leon smiles and leans back against his uncle. He watches as hunter and Austin make their way into the ring. Hunter leans on the rope and waves at Leon. Leon waves back causing hunter to smile. Leon looks at kevin confused. "Papa and daddy are badasses and your about to see it" Kevin whispers. Leon brings his hands up to his ears as the fans start to scream. Kevin places his bigger hands over Leon's ears aswell before continuing his conversation with Jr and King.

Taker stops the bike at the top of the stage. "I didnt see kev or Lee in the gorilla" Shawn whispers, tightening his grip on taker. "They might be in the nwo lockeroom" Taker mutters before driving down to the ring. Taker is quick to break infront of the announcement table.

Leon's eyes widen as his dad's stare at him. Leon smiles causing both men to smile. Shawn blows a kiss at Leon before taker continues to drive around. Leon moves kevins hands and leans forward to watch his father's. Kevin smiles at the sudden excitement in the small boy. Leon claps as his parents fight. It doesn't take him long to realise how cool his parents jobs are. Especially when Shawn hits hunter with sweetchin music and then taker catches him and tombstones him. Shawn sits on the top rope and claps as taker pins hunter with a boot to the chest.

Taker chuckles as the bell rings, moving towards his husband. Shawn shares a kiss with the man before jumping too the outside. Taker leans against the ropes and watches as shawn moves to Kevin and Leon. Kevin passes the boy over and they climb into the ring. Leon claps with a massive smile. "You have fun baby?" Shawn asks handing Leon to taker. Leon nods as taker lifts him onto his shoulders. Shawn skips to the middle, hard cam, and does his pose as taker stands behind him and raises one hand into the air. Leon doesn't hesitate to copy his father.

"Badass" Leon speaks.

Both Shawn and takers eyes widen at their sons first words.

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---Cassidy---

"What do dad and papa do?" Cassie asks as she watches Leon do his homework. "Wrestle" Leon shrugs. "So they just punch people? Lame" cassie huffs. Leon looks at the girl. "Your first wrestlemania tonight. You'll soon change your tune" Leon chuckles shaking his head. "Bet on it." Cassie smirks. Leon raises an eyebrow. "How much?" He asks. "20" "deal"

Kevin leans heavily against the doorframe, listening too the two trouble makers.

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Leon kicks his feet up onto the barrier as cassie yawns. "The divas are cool. But it still sucks" cassie states. Leon shakes his head. "Wrestlemania 25 is full of surprises little sis" Leon states. "Also wasn't one of them-" "yeah we don't talk about him. Trust me" Leon cuts in. Cassie falls quiet as holy music starts playing. Leon watches as cassie moves to the edge of her seat as their papa comes down from the sky. Leon smirks. He can smell the 20 already. She's holding the barrier when their father comes out.

"Lame?" Leon asks as their parents square up. "So? Their entrances were cool. Means nothing" cassie huffs leaning back.

It doesn't last long. Cassie is soon standing up and cheering and screaming for her fathers. She loses all cool when Shawn kicks out of the tombstone. "Papa actually kicks ass!" Cassie yells. Leon can't stop himself from laughing at his baby sister.

Leon then gets invested aswell. Seeing his sister so invested and enjoying it so much unlocks his memories. His first few years of watching his parents.

"NO!" Both kids stand up and yell as Taker gets the three count. Taker rests on his knees and stares at his kids in disbelief. His own kids, against him? Shawn hides a smile by rolling away. "Our parents are badasses!" Cassie gasps. Leon smirks and holds his hand out. Cassie groans and pulls the 20 out of her pocket and slaps it into Leon's hand. Leon pockets it as their papa stumbles over. "You enjoy your first live show?" Shawn asks leaning against the barrier. "It was so awesome! Wish you won though" cassie frowns. Shawn chuckles and kisses her temple. "Ill see yall backstage" he tells them before leaving. Taker shakes his head at his kids. "Cmon" Leon chuckles leading cassie out of the seating area.

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The kids walk with their parents down the hall. "I don't believe dad won." Cassie states. Leon chuckles and pulls her into a side hug. Shawn turns to see taker stood still holding his hands out. "What do you mean?" Taker asks. "Papa kicks ass." Cassie shrugs. Shawn laughs and takes takers hand. "Cmon baby, ill buy you dinner to make up for it" Shawn teases. "Betrayed by my own kind" Taker frowns as he begins walking again. "I think we just betrayed hunter" Shawn jokes. "Oh for sure. They'll wish you were the main event because they ain't following that" Leon huffs. "Preachhhh" cassie yawns.

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John and hunter share a look. "Im gonna kill them" hunter whispers. "Ill help. How the fuc-"

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #undertaker x shawn michaels #shawn x undertaker #triple h #kevin nash #john cena #goldust #stone cold steve austin #oc characters #leon michaels #cassidy michaels #the family of destruction fics #the family of destruction

[jazzraft]

I was tagged by @amidalogicdive months ago in this, and then again by @glaivenoct a week or so ago... I've been so slow at this blog lately, I am sorry :') thanks friends, I'm here at last!

Rules: Give us the links to your fics with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and your fic with the least amount of words.

1st Most Hits: Invited to Die, NyxNoct + Regis, Shovel Talk Comedy Genfic - Am I surprised? No. Am I proud? Fuck yeah!

How had he come to the point where his healthy respect for King Regis had twisted and shriveled down to nothing put pure, abject terror upon hearing the cold, callous sentence he’d been dreading for months? “How long have you been sleeping with my son?”

2nd Most Kudos: heaven's grief brings hell's rain, Vashwood, Hurt/Comfort - I'm actually quite surprised, given that this fic is not even six months old yet, that it's second in kudos only to Invited to Die, which took the entirety of it's seven year life to accumulate so many kudos... like what??

Vash wishes he couldn’t see so well in the dark, because he doesn’t want to see Wolfwood’s eyes now. He doesn’t want to see the whites of them shining in the dim embers of his cigarette. Wolfwood’s gaze fires rapidly between Vash’s broken wrist, his shaking legs, his caved-in shoulders trying to make himself small, and whatever Vash can’t hide on his face behind a faltering smile. Wolfwood stares, cigarette hanging from his lip, and slowly his fingers clench into fists, as if he could possibly know. - Vash escapes a harrowing ordeal. The wound it leaves upon him is not physical, but it hurts just as badly. Touch has always been a monster to him. Wolfwood desperately wants to prove it doesn't have to be.

3rd Most Comments: Domestic Affairs, NyxNoct, Slice of Life Vignettes - this only a comment or two above Invited to Die, which I'll probably be using as my metric for success for the rest of my fandom career

Various, light shorts ranging from dopey drunk fluff to more awkward dining experiences with dad. Family, friends, and fond moments.

4th Most Bookmarked: Elsewhere, FFXV + Dissidia-esque Fix-it - I remember a lot of people liking this when I posted it, to my genuine surprise. It was such a weird thought experiment, I didn't think anyone would look at it twice

The Crown Prince is injured in a tragic attack on the road. The King, in his desperation, presents his broken boy to the benefactor of all his power: the Crystal of Lucis. Ten years later, Noctis returns.

5th Most Words: CODE: Birthday Business, FFXV Genfic - I wrote this before FFXV even came out, before I wrote my first NyxNoct fic, and nobody knew who I was. Just felt such a nostalgic pang looking at it again, awww...

A very serious series of palace shenanigans. [written for #ffxvweek]

Least Words: Wildflowers, NyxNoct Drabble - I don't remember this at all, but apparently it was a mini buddy challenge!

Tucked away in the bay of Galdin, Noct and Nyx stumble across a beautiful secret.

Thanks for the tags, sorry it took me so long, because this was quite nice to look back on!

#tagged

[catherinemorales]

Tides are turning part 2

Y/n goes through her day before her audition.

“Rocky! Let’s go! Max is already in the car!”

“Alright give me a sec!” Y/n shouts at Billy with her bass guitar around her in its case, her leather jacket on with denim vest covered in pins and a Metallica backpatch, and her backpack. She runs out of the house into the car and sets her stuff in the back.

“What took you so long?” Max asked.

“None of your business twerp.” Y/n said. “Kidding I have a audition for a band.”

“Oh nice.”

“Yeah you have to skate home tonight.”

“Ok.”

“Also you have to do me a favor.”

“What kinda favor?”

“A favor that you won’t tell father.”

“He’s not even my dad.”

“Doesn’t matter don’t tell him I’ll reward you.”

“Ok cool.”

“And we’re her get out.”

“Bye Billy bye Rocky”

“Seriously now I’m getting called Rocky by her?”

“Just embrace it.” Billy said pulling into their school.

They got out of the car and Y/n hurried to class.

When lunch came Y/n sat with Steve again.

“So how was yesterday? Rocky?”

“What did you call me?”

“Yeah Max told me to call you that.”

“You talked to Max?”

“Yeah yesterday she was at the wheeler house and I had to drop off another kid there and she started talking about you saying you were single and needed a boyfriend.”

“Ok well don’t talk to her about that. She doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” Y/n said.

“Can I call you Rocky still?”

“Yeah sure.”

They continued talking and Y/n mentioned the audition.

“What audition?”

“Oh this band I think it’s called Corroded Coffin.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah it’s kinda cool.”

“Eddie’s band?”

“Oh yeah he seems nice.”

“Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson is not nice. He is a repeat year senior who has no life besides dealing drugs.”

“Ok well I repeated a year and as long as it’s not serious a little weed and cigarettes never hurt anyone. I mean are you telling me King Steve has never smoked a blunt?”

“I mean I guess I have.”

“Ok soooo,”

“Fine just be careful.”

“I will.”

MEANWHILE AT EDDIES TABLE.

“So find anyone to audition?” Gareth asked Eddie.

“Yeah one person.”

“Who?”

“It’s a suprise.” Eddie said to everyone.

“Hey have you seen that new girl?” Jeff asked.

“She’s hot.” Gareth said.

“I don’t know she gives me lesbian vibes.” Simon said.

“Eddie?”

“What?!”

“Are you paying attention?”

“No Gareth I’m busy I’ll see you after school.” Eddie said and then walked to his locker.

Y/n had also gone to her locker.

“Oh hey Eddie! Didn’t know we were locker buddies.”

“Yeah I guess so.”

“We’ve got like 15 minutes left want a smoke break?”

“Sure.” Eddie said and they went outside. “So you smoke?”

“Yeah unfortunately, it’s Billy’s fault though. He picked up first and then I was so used to it I started and well here I am.”

“Who’s Billy? Your boyfriend?”

“No he’s my twin.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” They sat outside and smoked for a while. “We should probably go back.”

“Or we could skip?”

“Eddie your a bad influence I like that idea.”

“I have a spot.”

“Ok cool.” They go to the spot in the woods.

“So where did you live before?”

“California.”

“What was it like?”

“Beautiful the beach was so relaxing and made me feel whole.”

“We’re you part of a band before?”

“Yeah The Roses before Time.”

“What kinda music? I mean you have a Metallica jacket and you like Van Halen.”

“It was more rock then metal but you know if I had someone over we would play metal.”

“Like who?”

“A girlfriend.”

“Oh fun.”

“Yeah” Y/n sighed.

“You seem cool.”

“Thanks you too I also heard you deal?”

“Yeah you want something?”

“Not today maybe another day.”

“Good to know.”

The two of them spent the rest of the day together before the bell rang.

“I’ll see you in a little bit.” Then Y/n left and Eddie stayed and thought to himself.

Later Y/n and Billy arrived at Gareths house.

“Oh is this the guy?” Simon said.

“No.” Eddie said.

“Hi I’m Y/n you guys can call me Rocky.”

“A girl?” Gareth said.

“Yeah and this is Billy but he’s not staying.” She looked at him with a look.

“Good cause boyfriends aren’t allowed.”

“Ok good he’s my brother sooo….” Y/n and Eddie were laughing.

“So you gonna play a girly song for us?” Mack said.

“I was thinking I could play a song and then sing one?”

“That’ll work.” Eddie said.

“What do you guys want to hear?”

“Can you play Motley Crue?”

“Home sweet home?” Y/n asked.

“Uh if you can play that?” Gareth said.

Y/n pulled out her bass and yanked her necklace down. She played the song perfectly and everyone looked crazy.

“So I can sing a song too.”

“Uhh we will let you pick.”

“Girly song? Can I borrow a guitar?”

“Yeah.” Eddie said and handed her his guitar. She took off her jacket and grabbed it.

She started playing the intro the I Love Rock n Roll by Joan Jett.

CLIFFHANGER YAY HOW DID SHE DO? IDK

#joan jett #joan jet and the blackhearts #stranger things #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie my beloved #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #steve and dustin #steve x reader #robin x y/n #Spotify

[ntlazer]

Your town is forced to take a drug to keep them permanently happy, but it makes the residents violent to those who appear sad. You're off the meds, and your medicated family are downstairs

I rubbed my eyes and reached over to my nightstand. The bottle was still empty. My heart felt heavy for a moment. I remembered running out last night before bed, but it seemed like everything was fine at the time. I couldn't feel the meds in my system at all right now. I was controlling my emotions on my own to some degree. I would have to put up a façade or else--

"You up, yet? Your mom made some amazing eggs!!" my dad called.

"Awesome, I'll be down in a minute!" I rubbed the tire from my eyes and looked in the mirror. Not happy enough. I used my fingers to stretch my mouth into the smile and widened my eyes a bit more. That made me look passable. Like I was on the tail end of the meds. I froze my face in that fashion and made my way downstairs.

"Morning Mom! Morning Dad! Morning Kelsie! Morning Brandon!" I said as jovially as I could when I made it to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Dominic!!" they all called in unison, faces beaming.

"How did you sleep, honey?" Mom asked, dropping some eggs on my plate.

"It was ok-- it was really good! I slept like a king. Err.. a baby. A baby king!"

Everyone at the table chucked. They weren't paying me too much attention. Family was rare to realize when another family member was off the meds. But that didn’t mean I wasn’t vigilant in my presenting a smile.

"Dad, can we grab some more meds as soon as we finish breakfast? I'm running low."

"Sure thing, sport. Wouldn't want you to be a degenerate."

Everyone chuckled again and I joined in. That meant I had a two hour window to have to fake it. I'd never gone that long before.

"Howdy neighbor!!"

I almost fell out of my seat. What was that? Fear? My body felt really tight. I made sure my smile was still on.

"Howdy Frank!" Dad jumped up to greet him, running to the window, "Join us for some eggs?"

"You know how much I love Debra's cooking, but I'm gonna have to--"

He stopped talking. I looked up. Frank was staring daggers into me. His smile wide.

"Something wrong Frank?" Dad cocked his head to the side playfully.

"What's up Dom?" he asked, ignoring my father. "How'd you sleep?"

I hesitated.

"Like a baby king!" I thrusted a fist in the air for added effect.

"Excellent!" he broke eye-contact immediately. He pulled my dad in close to talk to him more privately.

"You excited for something?" asked Kelsie.

I was shaking. It took everything in my power to breath out slowly and control myself without letting go of my smile.

"Yeah! I have a new game coming in the mail today! I'm gonna--"

"Don't you know Dom?" Frank spoke up again from the window, "It's Sunday. Mail won't be coming in today." It no longer sounded innocent. He was accusing me. He turned to Dad,

"You know, I am pretty famished."

My dad put his hand up.

"Say no more! Come on in, buddy."

Brandon hopped out of his seat to pull out another chair for him next to Dad's seat. When Frank came in, he pulled the chair from Dad's seat and set it right next to me. He slapped my back. Hard.

"Sorry to move the chair and take your elbow room! I just don't like the sun in my eyes when I eat." He gestured to the the sun behind us.

He was lying. No one had ever lied on the meds before. Not unless they were on the hunt for a nonmedicated person.

My heart dropped.

I lied about the mail coming in. Frank was giving me a mischievous smile.

"No need to apologize!" I forced myself to say. "Dad probably smells, too!"

Everyone laughed again, Frank significantly louder than the rest. He leaned in close to me as Mom served him some eggs.

"Could you lend me your knife?"

He could probably hear my heart through my chest at this point. I was sweating, and my body was tingling anxiously.

"I would be happy to." I moved to pick up the knife, but he lunged at it. He picked it up first.

"Ouch." he said under his breath. He had cut himself when he grabbed my knife.

Every head at the table had darted to look at him. Nobody moved. Not a single mouth chewed its contents.

"What was that Frank?" Mom asked, angelically.

Pain! That was the answer!

I slowly moved to pick up my fork as he made his smooth response.

"All good! Everything's fine here! Just nicked myself onnnn ouch!" His face gave way to a different emotion of scrunched up pain. In that split-instant of faltering, my family was at their feet. I twisted my fork in him beneath the table as he turned to stab me, but he faltered. The smile on my face was genuine. Relief. It threw him off when trying to weed out whether my joy was natural or medicine induced.

"Is there something wrong with my wife's cooking??" Dad couldn't mask the venom in his voice.

I continued to twist my fork, forcing Frank to only wince and groan instead of respond.

"That look just isn't sitting well with me," I said, shaking my head with a massive smile. There was nodding around the table.

Everyone picked up their knife and surrounded Frank, stabbing him repeatedly. The more he cried out in pain, the deeper everyone stabbed at him. I was hits with dots of his blood. His cries finally stopped when Kelsie when straight for the neck and cut across. Everyone backed off as he started gagging and grabbing at his neck.

In his last act, he turned to make eye-contact with me. I saw something in his eyes. Pure, unadulterated, fear.

He collapsed on the table. My family went back to sit at their seat at the table.

"Frank got his blood on my strawberries!" Kelsie said, sounding like it was a hair in her food.

"Don't go eating degenerate blood." Dad said, calmly.

I looked at all the blood on me and smiled as hard as I could.

"Can I go get cleaned up, please?"

"Sure, honey. Don't let any of it seep into your system. And keep the clothes out to be burned."

"Okie doke!" I got up slowly, resisting every urge to shake.

"Howdy neighbor!" Sally yelled from the window. "I heard all the commotion and wanted to--" she stopped when she saw the scene.

No, she was looking at me.

"Hey Dom. How you feeling?"

I kept my gaze fixed on the blood on my clothes.

"Do you even need to ask, Sally?" I managed a chuckle at the end of that sentence.

"You're right, how silly of me! What happened to Frank?" She pointed at him with a nod of her head.

"Degenerate!" Kelsie jumped as she said it.

"Ewwww," she said playfully to her, "a degenerate at breakfast?"

"Yeah! We were just having some eggs that Momma made, then Frank started getting really ugly and mean. He was being mean to Dominic for no reason. We got rid of him, though, so everything is okay now!" Kelsie explained.

"Mean to Dominic? Why, I can't imagine what for..." she said, never ceasing eye contact with me as she said it.

"I'm gonna go get into a nicer pair of clothes!" I ran up the stairs two at a time and slammed the door to my room.

I threw off my clothes and ran into my bathroom, one of the few rooms in the house with a lock on it. I locked the door and took a moment to catch my breath and listen to what was going on downstairs. I was especially keen to make sure nobody was following me up the stairs... Nothing. They were just talking.

I checked the clock on the counter and made note of the time before I hopped into the shower. My shower shouldn't be any longer than five minutes. It was a known fact that only depressed people showered for a longer period of time. It was only when I turned on the shower that I realized that I was still smiling. I allowed my face to go slack and closed my eyes.

It couldn't be long now. I just needed to get through a car ride with Dad and I would be fine. He wasn't much of a talker, so I could even pull of the whole ride in silence and ask him to go inside by himself to avoid risking anything. I started scrubbing the blood off my skin and allowed my body to shake away all of the new sensations I was experiencing.

Fear. Anxiety. Anger. I manipulated my family to kill a man. I frowned. I couldn't let myself be complacent with my isolated situation. I would be out again in only a few minutes. I had to appreciate the time that I didn’t need to smile for a few seconds longer.

I scanned my body and was satisfied with the result. No more red. I turned off the water and checked the time. Good, it'd only been three minutes. Once I dried myself, I put my ear up to my bathroom door again to listen to the conversation downstairs again. I heard a clang of silverware against plates. They were eating again? I made sure nobody was coming up the stairs. I put my towel around my wait and opened my bathroom door.

Sally was sitting at the edge of my bed, facing me. I yelped and immediately stepped back and slammed the door behind me, locking it.

"Dom!" The one syllable sounded like she was admonishing me. I realized I didn't take the time to start smiling before I exited the bathroom and she had seen that. "Dom!!" she yelled a bit louder.

She started banging at the door with something metal. My baseball bat? This was insane. I couldn't figure a way out!

"Everything ok up there?" my mom called up, in her maternal fashion.

"Everything's fine!!" Sally yelled, her voice incredibly even for the smashing she was doing to my door. Cracks were beginning to appear.

Everything is fine? She was lying! The door was starting to fall apart now, a few splinters falling in on my side. But then I realized. What was stopping me from lying? But what would get me out of this with one lie?

"Sally!" I screamed, making it seem like a loud conversation I was having, "Why are you frowning!?"

Two things happened at once. The head of my bat broke through the door and all of the silverware was dropped on the table downstairs. My family stomped their way upstairs. I noticed through the hole in the door that Sally was checking her reflection out in the mirror in my room. She was touching the edges of her lips. Did she believe my lie as well? She noticed me looking and turned toward me, smiling.

"Sally, that frown really makes you look like a degenerate!!" I yelled, keeping my desperation as suppressed as possible.

"NOT IN MY HOUSE!" Dad bellowed as he climbed the last few steps. It was a stoke of luck that Sally was turned towards me when he came through the door. He might have stopped if he saw the smile on her face. He raised his fist and dropped her to the floor with one swing. I watched as Sally's face turned from her smile to shock as she fell.

The bat clanged next to her and Dad pounced for it, grabbed it, and raised it high above his head.

"Stay away from my family!!!" he brought it down, but it didn't clang as it made contact. It squelched. I watched through the broken door, my fingers keeping my face in a happy placement. The worst part was watching Dad hammer her head into a pancake with the happiest look on his face. Like he wouldn't trade his place smashing her corpse for anything in the world.

I would have asked for him to stop, but I was afraid that I would let some of my fear show. Instead, I heard Kelsie and Brandon from my doorway.

"Yeah, Dad, get her!" yelled Brandon.

"Show her who's boss!" yelled Kelsie.

I noticed that even through the small hole, I was again covered in blood. Twice in the span of ten minutes. I started shivering. I needed to get away from them. Not even the bathroom was safe.

"Thanks Dad! I'm gonna take another shower to--" I tasted bile in my mouth and had to suppress it-- "to wash this degenerate blood off!"

Dad eyed me warily, noticing the hesitation in my voice. He approached the door, his cheeks curving even further upwards.

"Sure thing, sport" he was speaking very cautiously, "just hand me the bloody towel through the door, all right? I'll take that right off your hands."

"Thanks Dad!" I said again, passing it through the hole. He grabbed my wrist, tightly. He started pulling me through the hole, slowly.

"Everything all right, sport? They didn't get to you did they? I thought I saw something on your face, and it wasn’t a smile."

It took all my power not to squirm or shake. He couldn't see my face. I had no options. I was done. Naked and covered in blood. What a way to go. What a laughable way to go!

Mustering the last of my energy, I started laughing at the top of my lungs. A forced laugh, sure but it sounded like a laugh nonetheless. I immediately felt the grip on me loosen. I didn't pull away.

"That tickles Dad!"

With that, he released me and put his face up to the hole in the door, a caring smile on his face.

"I'm gonna go get your meds, all right, sport? You sit tight and get cleaned up. I'll ask Brandon and Kelsie to clean your room in the meantime."

"Thanks Dad! Love you!" I said, no longer forcing my laughter. I was almost crying of relief.

"Love you, too, sport." He left my room and I did the only thing I could do. I collapsed to the floor, all my energy spent. And I allowed myself to fall asleep.

With a huge smile on my face.

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[bananabraiined]

The Kong and The Bully

A drabble made by this sh*thead of mun. Contains angst, etc. Read at your own risk.

At school, Donkey Kong is just your average primate who is a slacker. Minds his own business, making borderline grades, do his own hobbies. But that would change when a bully sets his sights on him. To make the ape's life miserable. "Hey, you! Filthy ape! Where did you think you're going?" DK rolled his eyes. An animal who isn't a buddy to him. Carson Sabertooth. A lithe bengal tiger who picks on those weaker than him. DK heard much about him since third grade. The tiger is a menace the students and the primate did little to nothing to stop him. He backs away from Carson after what transpired. "Did you hear what I said?" The tiger demanded. "No, I don't." DK replied. "If you don't mind, class starts in thirty minutes. Leave me alone." With a shut from his locker, DK turned to leave. This made Carson mad and let out a growl. It didn't faze DK as he kept walking. "I get it. You are scared of me. You should be because I will be the king of this jungle and you aren't!" Keep telling yourself that, DK thought. Without bothering to entertain Carson. At lunchtime, DK sat alone, eating the food Wrinkly Kong made for him. The cafeteria doors slammed wide open, Carson was here. Seeking to find and challenge the ape to a fight. The other students stopped to look at him. "Where is he?!" He demanded, furious. "Where is Donkey Kong? I will tear anything to shreds unless I find him!" The rest of the student body were rooted to the spot, frightened. One student singled DK out and Carson stormed towards him, fangs bared. "What do you want?" DK demanded. "Here to give another swirly?" The tiger teen pointed a clawed finger at him and said, "You and me. The school track and field by 3:00. If you don't show up, I will end you." DK, unfazed by the claim, continued to eat his sandwich. "No thanks. If you try to start a fight, you know what will happen. You will be expelled. The headmistress said so. Don't even bother with me and go away." Hearing the refusal made Carson so mad he smashed a table. "You know what? Eat your stupid sandwich! I just know you are a coward ever since your dad left you. Is that it?" DK scoffed. "I never talk about him because of the tension between Kongs and Kremlings. If you have a brain, you would know. But not really. If you wanna fight, go fight K. Rool. I'm not." Carson sneered and left the cafeteria while lunchtime resumed. After history class and the bell rings, DK got his bearings and returns to his home. Carson was waiting for him at the field to start their "fight". Figuring this, the tiger let out a loud roar and like any other predator, tracks down the ape to beat him up. DK is smart enough to leave the front of the school. As Carson began to pounce, the school headmistress caught him in a cage. "Consider yourself expelled, Carson Sabertooth. You'll never set foot in this school ever again." DK let out a smirk as he knew he won, without resorting to violence. Victory is mine, he thought. Hopefully that will be the last thing I'll see him when I'm in high school.

#(🍌 one tale to tell: drabble) #tw: angst

[mediocre-writerr]

safe and sound [jennifer jareau]

jennifer jareau x reader

requested by anon: Hi! I love your Criminal Minds fics and was wondering if I could make a request? Where JJ and reader are dating and it’s set during the season 7 finale where reader is the one who shot the robber and is the one who was taken instead of Will. JJ and reader reunite with a fluffy ending. 

*not my gif*

Kings and Queens. Jacks and Jokers. 

Sound familiar, right? When you hear that you think of the playing cards, not some bank robbers who have been robbing internationally. 

It was a bank robbery. Something that you have been reported to at least five times throughout your career, but this time it was different. The robbers known as the “Face Cards” have been robbing banks all over the DC area, only this time were you called onto the scene.

You and your partner Will were driving around on patrol when your police radio went off, “All units in the vicinity of Penn and Southeast, robbery in progress at Colonial Liberty Bank. Shots fired. Repeat, shots fired at the Colonial Liberty Bank. All units.”

Will and you looked at each other as you grabbed the radio, turning the steering wheel to make a U-turn, “426 responding,” 

Will flicked on the sirens as you started to pick up speed. The two of you finally parked on the side of the bank to prevent them from escaping through the side doors, “Better pull back and see if they respond-” Will was about to go on went a shot rang out and a bullet narrowly missed his head. 

“Shit! Cover!” you yelled. 

The two of you took behind the car as you fired at the man who tried shooting Will. The bullet ripping through the man’s shirt and through his shoulder. You watched as the other man began pulling him away from the door and back inside. 

You called for backup and not too long after JJ came running towards you, embracing you in a tight hug, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine, Will over here got pretty lucky,” you said with a smile on your face, patting his back. 

JJ scanned your face, her hands never leaving your cheeks. You grabbed a hold of her hands, pressing a kiss to the palm of them, “I’m okay, let’s just try catching these guys okay?” you whispered and she nodded letting out a sigh. 

Most of the day was spent talking to Chris as you all watched Oliver die. The only goal was to get the hostages out of there without anyone getting hurt, “No more feds. I want the cop who killed my brother,” you let out a sigh, placing your head in your hands.

You, Morgan, JJ, and Hotch all stood there in the van, “Well, I gotta go out there, don’t I?”

“No, absolutely not!” JJ exclaimed.

You looked at your girlfriend with a sad smile, “What other choice do we have?”

“Something! Anything else! They will shoot you the second you walk in, is that not running through your brain?!” she basically yelled.

Hotch and Morgan met your eyes and they took your face to give the two of you some space. Once they left, you looked at JJ and placed your hands on her waist.

She finally leaned in to your touch and placed her hands softly along your neck. You placed your forehead on hers as she sighed. You pressed your lips on hers, kissing her intensely. You wanted to show her how much you love her and care for her even if you’re about to run into a bank full of robbers who probably want you dead.

Once you pulled away, she noticed the determined look in your eyes, “No, no, no! You can’t do this! What about us? What about Henry?” 

“Four people are dead because I killed his brother,” I whispered. 

You pulled away from your short embrace, walking backwards towards the door of the van, “No please! Please don’t leave me!” she exclaimed, tears running down her face as she slid her back against the wall.

You wanted nothing more than to run up and hold her, but you knew that this needed to be done. So no one else could die for your mistakes. “I don’t have a choice baby,” you whispered again, “I love you and I love Henry. Remember that, always,” 

Hotch already knew what you were gonna choose, SWAT members hid behind the cop cars, already pointing their guns inside. You took a deep breath as you started to walk towards the bank. 

You could hear JJ’s screams as you slowly walked towards the bank, “Morgan! Let go of me! Y/N! Y/N stop!” 

You raised your hands up immediately, walking into the bank, “C’mon Chris, you got what you wanted. I’m here. Now please, let them go,” 

“You go,” Chris said, forcing a mom and her children out of there, “What’s your name?”

“Y/N Y/L/N,” you told him. 

There was no response from him as he just shot you twice. The bullets firing echoing throughout the entire building and outside. JJ scrambled in Morgan’s arms, her bright blue eyes widening, “No!” 

The team sat there in the van with JJ. All eyeing her like she was about to just explode. One wrong word would just cause her to go crazy, “Where were they shot?” she asked. Garcia just stared at her unsure of what to say, “Where were they shot?!” 

“I don’t know,” Garcia muttered. 

JJ picked up the stack of papers that were lying next to her and threw them at the wall of the van. Smacking her hands down onto the cool metal. Everyone just stared in shock, unsure of whether you’re alive or dead.

Luckily, he didn’t go for the kill shot.

You laid there as you could feel your body going cold. Your shoulder was bleeding out and the hostages who were helping you started to get a little blurry. 

All you could think about was JJ and Henry. The way Henry would run up to you when you’d go over to their house and hug you tightly. 

Or the nights where both you and JJ were off, Henry would lie in the middle of you as a movie played. Eventually, Henry would fall asleep cuddled up next you. Then JJ’s lazy arm would wrap the both of you. Once you made sure they were both sleeping soundly, you’d wrap your arms around both of them safely and securely. 

“I need to cause a distraction while you guys get out of here,” you told the man, who was applying pressure to your wound, “But I need you to tell my girlfriend Jennifer and her son Henry that I love them so much and I’m sorry,” 

The rest of the time you spent at the bank was a little fuzzy. You were more focused on trying to get Chris to turn on the woman and trying not to pass out from blood loss, than anything else. 

Before you knew it there was an explosion and you were just getting pushed into a car. The whole car ride, you focused your breathing, trying your hardest to stay awake. 

The only thing keeping you going were JJ and Henry. What you would do just to hold them one last time. 

Your thoughts came to an abrupt stop when you arrived at a fire station. The fireman helped patched you up much to Izzy’s choice. You watched as she shot him multiple times before sneaking into the firehouse to grab you a change of clothes. 

“You didn’t have to kill him,” you muttered.

“He was a witness, he needed to go,” she shot back without an ounce of remorse. 

Then the next thing you know you were transported back to the car. Everything was going fine or well okay for being a hostage to two psychopaths. Until Izzy just started opening fire on Chris.

“Well Detective Y/L/N, take Chris out of the car and get in the passenger seat. We’re going on a little drive,” she told you, the gun pointed straight at you, “Stop here,” she muttered after a little bit.

The backdoor opened to reveal the Joker himself. He was the former Marine who helped keep pressure on your wound. Your eyes widened slightly at the sight before ultimately remaining your composure.

“Hey Y/N!” he patted your wounded shoulder and you tried your absolute hardest not to wince, “Sorry, forgot about that,” 

“Drive,” she said again.

“Where?” 

“Take me to see your son,” Izzy said and you shook your head. Henry wasn’t your sign biologically, but the longer you and JJ dated the longer it felt like he was. Like your entire life he was actually yours, “I said, drive!” 

You took a deep breath in before driving towards JJ’s house. The drive was tense as your knuckled turned white from gripping the steering wheel too hard. You just hoped and prayed to whatever type of God there was that they could keep Henry safe. 

JJ would be able to get over the loss of you, but the loss of Henry. That’s a different kind of loss she’ll never be able to survive. 

You finally parked across the street. You smiled softly at the sight of Henry playing in the front with Miss Kate and her daughter. 

“He’s a cutie,” Izzy told you and your smile quickly faded, “Looks a lot like Jennifer. Where’s the hospitality Y/N? Come on introduce me!” 

You got out of the car slowly walking up to the house, “Y/N!” Henry yelled, running towards you as he wrapped his arms around your legs. 

You crouched down so his tiny arms can wrap around your neck. You held him tight and close, sucking in a deep breath. Just for a moment, you were transported back to one of your favorite parts of the week. Just for a moment, he was safe in your arms.

Until he wasn’t. 

You told Miss Kate that it was okay to go as Izzy followed you into JJ’s home. Once Henry ran off to grab some toys, you turned your head and looked straight at her, “You touch my kid and I will kill you!” you said with teeth gritted.

Izzy clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth, making a tsk noise, “Now do you remember the deal Y/N? You touch me and both you and Jennifer die. Who’s gonna take care of Henry then?” 

“Y/N! Come play with me!” he exclaimed, running back in.

You crouched down again, ruffling his blonde hair, “I would love to, but I can’t right now buddy. You see, I have to go back to fighting bad guys, okay? Izzy over here is gonna take care of you until mommy comes home,” you could feel the tears start stinging your eyes as you tried to stop them from falling.

“So you’re gonna be a good boy for Izzy, okay? Listen to everything she says, okay?” you ask him

“Okay,” he replies innocently. 

“One more thing bud,” you pull him close to you as you hug him tightly, “I know I am not your mom or dad, but I love you so much. Did you know that?” 

He nods and you smile softly, “I will never let anything hurt you. Everything is going to be okay,” 

“Everything will be okay,” he mumbled back, “I love you Y/N,” 

You sniffled, “I love you too buddy,” 

You take a deep breath and back away from him. Before you walked out of the house, you looked Izzy dead in the eye, pushing your shoulder against hers on the way out. 

You sung open the car door before slamming it shut, “What the fuck do you want?!” you asked. 

“Woah, easy tiger,” Matthew told you, “You’re going to listen to everything I say. If you as dare mutter the two lettered word, your boy is as good as gone. Or should I say Jennifer’s boy is as good as gone because he’s not yours. He will never be your own kid,” 

Matthew made you drive to the train station where he strapped a bunch of bombs to your chest and chained you up like you’re some random zoo animal. Then he ran, like the coward he is, he ran. 

You thought you were as good as gone. But that didn’t matter to you. All that mattered to you was that Henry was safe. He was stuck with the psychopath that is the quote on quote “Queen”. 

Just when all hope was lost Prentiss came running in, “I found Y/N!” 

She ripped the duct tape off your mouth, “Izzy’s got Henry. Forget about me! Make sure Henry’s safe, please!” 

“JJ’s there right now. She’s gonna keep him safe,” Emily tried calming you down, “I’m not leaving your side, I’m gonna get you out of here so you can be with your family,” 

Emily was panicking as she tried to find a way to keep you from blowing up into bits. She punched in one passcode and it beeped, showing that she only had two tries left. 

You shook your head, knowing that in a minute you’ll be gone, and Emily could not be here to be included in the damage.

“Emily, just go. Get everyone out of here,” you pleaded.

She shook her head, “No, I told you you’ll get to be with your family and that’s what’s going to happen. I’m not going to leave you,” 

When she finally unlocked the code, another box opened. 30 seconds flashing and taunting you. This is how long you have left live. 

“Emily, tell JJ that I love her and that I’m sorry,” you whispered, “Now leave please! There’s still a chance that you could save yourself so go!” you screamed. 

She sat there looking at the wires before out of nowhere without speaking she just cut one, “What the fuck?!” you exclaimed, shutting your eyes close.

After a couple seconds, nothing happened. You opened one eye and looked down at the timer. It stopped. You let out a breath and an empty laugh, leaning your head against the pole.

“Emily, I love you and I love that you’re JJ’s best friend. But let me just say, I did not think we’d get this close to where I trust you with my life...literally!” you joked and she let out a soft chuckle.

“Let’s get you to your family,” she told you.

As soon as the bomb squad came to disarm you, you wrapped your arms around Emily, pulling her into a tight hug, “Thank you,” 

“Of course,” 

You were finally discharged from the hospital after a couple hours. Rossi reassured JJ that she could stay home with Henry and that he’ll drive you to the house. She was hesitant at first, but Rossi basically forced her to stay home.

Rossi parked in front of JJ’s patting your shoulder softly, “Enjoy your time off,” he joked.

“Oh trust me, I will,” you fired back and the two of you let out a hearty laugh.

You walked into the house slowly. Henry’s little voice echoing throughout the foyer was like music to your ears, “Y/N! You’re back!” he yelled.

You kneeled down as he made a bee line towards your arms with your arm that wasn’t in a sling, you hugged him tight. Even with one arm you could tell that he was struggling to breathe at how tight you were hugging him.

“I am! Did you pick out a movie tonight?” you asked, raising your eyebrows up at him.

“Yup!”

“Which one did you pick?” you asked and he showed you the DVD case of Shrek 2, “Nice choice bud!”

You looked up to the sound of footsteps to see JJ walking towards the two of you, “How about you brush your teeth and change into your PJ’s and me and your mom we’ll get the bed and movie all set up? How does that sound?” 

“Great!” he replied with a big smile.

“Great!” you responded, ruffling his hair, pulling him into another hug, “I love you,” you whispered to him.

“I love you too,” he told you before running off. 

You stood back up to face JJ. At first she looked angry before her anger turned to sadness. You took her into your arm as she buried her face into your neck, “It’s okay,” you whispered, “Everyone’s safe. I’m safe, Henry’s safe, you’re safe. We’re okay,” 

JJ took your face into her hands, running circles on your cheekbones, “I know Henry’s not biologically mine, but he means the world to me Jay. I wasn’t going to let anything bad happen to him,” 

“You’re just as much as a parent as I am,” she whispered.

“But he’s not mine,” you told her. 

“Then let’s change that, Y/N Y/L/N, marry me. We’ll get married in front of all of our friends and family. Henry will be your son, blood or not. And I will be your wife,” JJ whispered.

You smiled at her softly, “You know, I always wanted a wife and son,” you whispered to her.

“So is that a yes?” she asked.

“In every single language,” you murmured, pressing your lips upon hers. 

You and JJ stood there for a minute, just relishing in each other’s embrace. Your lips moving in sync. When all of a sudden you hear a little, “Ewwwww,” 

The two of you pulled apart and you saw Henry all dressed up in his Captain America pajamas, “Who are you ‘eww-ing’ Mr?” you asked him and he giggled as he ran away from you.

You immediately ran after him, JJ yelling after you, “Y/N! Be careful of your arm!” 

Henry squealed as you picked him up with your one healthy arm, spinning him around the bedroom before dropping him onto the bed. You crashed in your usual spot next to him as JJ put on the movie. 

You felt Henry’s little arm wrap around your body and once his grip loosened you knew he was asleep. Your eyes glanced over to JJ who was sleeping safe and soundly, her chin resting on top of Henry’s blonde head of hair. 

You sighed contently, as you turned on your side, wrapping your arms around the two of them. Henry’s head close to your chest as your forehead rested on top of JJ’s. 

Just for a moment, everything was right where it needed to be.

#jennifer jareau imagines #jennifer jareau x reader #jj criminal minds imagines #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds

[everyyoojoonghyuk]

Spoilers for orv. Idk up to where cause I can't remember just don't continue if you haven't finished the novel

Anyway another day another thinking about YJH and how S O F T he is

Especially how 999th regression YJH fits into it

He basically did everything like how KDJ did, except without all the cheats that KDJ was able to nab and literally lost whole parts of his body and couldn't even reach the end himself because he made sure his companions could instead

And it's not like he even particularly tried to reach the end himself that run, it was more of a throwaway. A big whoop-dee-doo for living 1000 lives. Every other life he was selfish and cruel and violent (especially as he goes through more and more regressions). The goal here was to get to the end no matter what - which included seeing his friends die constantly

Despite that, we know that he genuinely cares for the companions that he makes throughout the regressions, he just gets more and more hurt seeing them die and subsequently cheer him on life after life that he detaches himself as much as possible to avoid the hurt. It's like getting a wound over a scar over and over - eventually the re-scarred tissue becomes very tough and unable to move much

I mean. It's a testament on how much he cared for them that he gave up an entire regression just to see them succeed. Even being 1000 lives in, he continued to care for them

And the 999th YJH that we see is the kkoma version. And he's just. So nice. He takes care of KDJ, makes sure he's fed with things he likes, protects him from the outer gods, gives him his coat, goes with him on his journey, and even teaches him how to make murim dumplings! Of course, he's still YJH, being blunt and sorta deadpanned all the time, but the rest of his personality stands out so much because of its uniqueness

But is it really so unique? Again, he's still a part of YJH. This isn't out of the ordinary for YJH wholely, it's just that the guy distanced himself because he knows that no matter what, either his companions will die and he will reach the end, or he will die so they can reach the end, so he doesn't show those parts of himself often. We can see it a LOT more in the regression that KDJ shows up in though because of how much he helps and how he takes the lead in taking care of their companions. He even goes full dad mode on the grill when they go on vacation which is adorable

And not to make everything about joondok but KDJ truly does bring out the softness in him. And that's true for every YJH that meets him. 999 is very nice to him, 666 is tsundere but still helps, 81 (I think) cooks for him, Secretive Plotter, although through kidnapping, still wants him to learn the truth ("and if he can't then ig he should stay here with me UwU 🥺" like we get it buddy this is a small foreshadow to how you will cherish Oldest Dream and spend the rest of your existence caring for him, every YJH loves every KDJ and vice versa WE GET IT) and let's him leave, 1863 YJH is ridiculously soft for KDJ after he learns of his journey thus far and literally dies for him after knowing him for I think 3 days. Of course the top contenders for "I AM SOFT FOR KDJ" is 0th regression and 1864th regression YJH

Like. "If I regress will I ever be able to see you again?" He literally had his happily ever after and choOSE TO HAVE THE CHANCE TO MEET KIM DOKJA INSTEAD. He KNEW what was in store for him but he didn't care!!!!!!! He loves him too much to care!!!!! Though honestly I don't think it was a romantic love at that point or he wouldn't have gotten with Seolhwa because he is a very genuine guy and wouldn't get with someone he wasn't in love with. I think there was a different love though. The best friend kind. The kind that can only come from someone who was by your side no matter what. Yoo Joonghyuk loved that the Demon King of Salvation adored his story and wanted to end the guy's solitude no matter what

Which brings me to 1864 YJH!!!! AKA the one we all know nearest and dearest

It does not take long for YJH to get attacked to KDJ once they finally meet (again). He is so different that by the 6th scenario, when he's fighting adult SYS, she notes that he is acting strange. KDJ himself notes several times during the entirety of ORV that his actions are "unlike him." And almost - if not entirely - every time this is mentioned, it has something to do with how well he treats KDJ

One of my favourite, yet overlooked, aspects of YJH bring soft for KDJ is that he is the only person he will eat food from. He usually only eats meals that he prepares himself because he's stuck up about cooking, but but KDJ! It doesn't happen often, but several times he eats what KDJ makes, including murim dumplings that were made so well he forgot to be stuck up

I'm rambling by now, but my point is that KDJ brings out the best in YJH and the latter is so deeply in love so early on that it's embarrassing and shows to literally everyone everywhere to the point that many people think that they're an item

#not every yjh #this got out of hand #orv spoilers #i didn't even mention how the way YJH even touches KDJ is different from eveyone #how he touches eveyone else that is #after awhile yjh becomes deeply afraid of losing kdj and is much more......... desperate #like when he throws him into the outer god - instead of happily letting him go like in their first meeting #he clutches him close to himself and makes him promise to come back #he grasps onto him every time he dies - when he's close enough to anyway #besides his sister - he isnt nice to ANYONE else in this way #okay anyway my theory about why YJH didnt get with Seolhwa in the 3rd aka 1864th regression is because dokja showed up #dokja showing up allowed him to have some breathing room #and he genuinely believed that kdj would bring him to the end #so he could've very much so actually had a family and been able to happily be with them #but he didn't because he fell in love with dokja #and honestly at this point anyone who says that they're not in love (1864th regression at the very least) are just wrong #yoo joonghyuk #yjh #yoo jonghyuk #orv #kim dokja #joongdok

[its-kall-the-clown]

7 or 33 with wukong and mk because i need that angst juice to fill me up

*Pours your a cup of dark bitter angst* don't worry fam. You came to the right place. ☕🤡

I went with number 7. Enjoy!

Could be read as an unofficially part two to THIS or could be read as a stand-alone.

prompt list

What Lies in the shadows

Rating: PG

Warnings: vomit mentioned and panic attacks but it's all mild.

“You’re a terrible liar.”

MK is shoved to the floor landing on his but. His mentor stood over him, a dark expression cast across his face like a shadow across the sidewalk. Hard and unyielding.

"I asked if you could handle this!" They bellow descending on them like a tiger. Rage and claws and disapproving snarls that shred MK'd heart and stick to his ribcage.

"I c-can!!" MK backs away scooting back in his butt as the monkey king prowls forward a cruel laugh on his lips.

"Liar! Don't lie to me!" He barks out another scoff.

"You can't handle this, you can't even train with me without messing up!" He growls fangs showing and making MK's stomach curl.

“How can I expect you to become my successor when you can get the simplest things right?” he rips the staff out of Mk’s hand, taking away his last defence against the raging Monkey King.

“You are unworthy!” he hissed out between gnashed teeth and MK felt the tears pool at his eyes, cascading down his cheeks plopping onto the training grounds uselessly. They turn on MK, casting him in his long shadow.

“I made a mistake picking you as my successor.”

No….please no.

The final blow of words was worse than any pain MK had ever endured. He reaches forward trying to catch the fading light that was slipping through his fingers. He was being abandoned again, and this time it was his fault.

He wasn’t enough. He was never going to be enough.

The shadows wrap around him, bind him to his fate of being nothing but a disappointment and failure. He's swaddled in it and it drags him under.

He tosses and turns as the shadows become hands, gripping and pulling him apart under their uncaring touch. They grab his clothes, muffle his voice and pursue him till he's overtaken by the shadows' hands.

He sits up with a gasp.

His nightmare fresh in his mind and the phantom hands still grabbing at his wrist and throat. He's dashing to the bathroom. He's gonna puke up all the shadows that forced their way down his throat and into his stomach.

Hes correct when he throws up, but instead of shadows and swirling doubt its just regular puke.

Exhausted MK leans against the side of the toilet and let's out a groan. He's so tired. He's burning up and just...so tired.

He had been having nightmares like this all week. It's why he insisted he train even while it was raining, he wanted to be stronger. Better.

Less likely to be abandoned...

"MK? Baby? You alright?"

The door to the bathroom opens and Tang enters slowly. Mk looks up at them and his lip wobbles.

He burst into tears as soon as he's embraced. Shattering like snowfall under a warm touch.

"Shhh it's okay. It's okay. Oh goodness, you're burning up." Tang pressed a hand to MKs forehead and frowns. MK leans into it the cool touch so refreshing against his skin. A little whimper escapes his throat when Tang pulls away.

"Your fever got worse….stay here. I'm gonna get Pigsy and see what he says." Tang tried to stand up but MK grabs the front of his sleep shirt tightly.

"Don't go! Don't leave me!!" He begs between shaking sobs. Tnag gives him a pitiful look.

"I'm just going to get-"

"No!!" Mk claws more desperately against his dad's chest. He couldn't be abandoned not like this. His brain slowly cooking under his fever making it impossible to tell what was real and what wasn't

"Okay, o-okay I'm not leaving you." Tang shifts so MK can crawl into his lap like a lost puppy. Tang runs his fingers through MKs sweaty hair soothing him for a bit before calling out.

"Pigsy! Bathroom, please. Now!" He calls and MK can't even be bothered at how his ears ring from the echoing against the tile.

Pigsy is there he's not sure how he got there but a hand is pressed to his forehead again.

"Hospital?"

"Hospital." The demon grunts with an affirming nod. Even though it's not outwardly displayed MK can see the worry swirling in his eyes. Hushed whispers are exchanged from his parents, something about keys and coats.

"Come here" Pigsy's it holding MK now and MK whimpers into their neck. He's big now, he must have shifted into his larger form to make it easier to carry him.

MK liked when Pigsy was big. There was just so much more of him and more Pigsy was always better. It meant bigger hugs, it meant his dadsy could hold him again like when he was younger.

And it meant he could protect him.

"Dadsy!!" He cries clinging to them, his body easily supported by the larger demon.

"It's okay, I got you. You're okay buddy." He hears Pigsy snuff into his hair and he is being lifted and moved now.

A constant hand rubs the back of his head and MK leans into it. His body is supported by thick stocky arms.

He's safe now. He's not being left behind.

He closes his eyes and rests his head against his dadsy's chest.

He's confident that if he has dreams again they won't be of disappointed glares but of warm embraces of his dad's.

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #MK #Tang #Pigsy #Wukong #oops its angsty #writing prompts #prompt ask #Tang and Pigsy are still best dads #probably the only prompt I will get to today gonna be busy

[bellarkeselection]

A request for Kayce, what if the reader has never had a party for her birthday so he surprises her and Tate helps him?

Boyfriend's Suprise

"I still can't believe that she's never had a party." Tate said handing his dad his present he made for his girlfriend Y/n. Kayce simply nodded down to his son closing the horse pen that had two horses set up and ready to go for when Y/n got back from town. She'd been studying to work with his father's friend Donnie at his sheriff's department. Kayce and Y/n got together after his wife Monica told him to leave because she didn't want to be around his family. He didn't think he would fall in love with someone else but when he saw her playing guitar on stage in the bar. The truck pulled up and she stepped watching the two eyeing her.

"Y/n!" Tate cried rushing and hugging me. I bend down on my legs picking him up that brings a huge smile to my face. "Hey buddy. Did you and your dad miss me?" He nods yes when I stared at Kayce who walked over placing a brown cowgirl hat on my head covering my eyes when I put Tate on his feet. "Kayce, what are you doing?" He slowly leads me forward seconds later before he removed his hands so I see two horses with everything for a picnic. "Since you never really had a birthday party. Tate and I decided we should go on a ride and have a birthday picnic in the mountains. And give you presents. What do you think sweetheart?" He stuttered the last sentence rubbing the back of his neck nervousnessly.

Spinning around on my heels I jumped into his arms suddenly making him stumble a little to get his balance. I kissed him with a huge smile as Tate chuckled at the two of us. "I guess she enjoyed the sunrise huh dad." Kayce breaks the kiss sitting me on my feet helping me up onto my horse. Sitting Tate on his horse first he climbed on behind and the three of us rode into the mountains where he knew there was a great view of the fields. The sunset is over the view after hours of us eating food until Tate hands me a small box smiling. "Open my present first Y/n." Untying the ribbon I see a small bracelet made of my favorite colors with a little horse charm on the end. "Oh Tate it's adorable. You made this yourself." He nods when I gave him a hug again. "Dad had to buy the charm though. I'm glad you liked it."

"So Miss birthday girl are you ready for my gift?" Kayce spoke smiling that one of a king smiles at me. Turning my body to face him I mirror his smile. "Lay it on me cowboy." He hands me another box that is long and skinny where I open it I see a golden locket inside. "Oh my god Kayce. Where did you get this, it's beautiful." I picked it up unlocking it to see a picture of Kayce and Tate smiling back at me. "I didn't buy it if that's what you think...." He trailed off picking it up and clasping it around my neck. "It was my mother's favorite necklace. She gave it me before she died." Resting my hand to his face I wipe away his tears leaning up and kissing him. He kisses back before we heard Tate gaging in the background. "Eww gross. Stop it please."

Comments really appreciated ❤️

#kayce dutton #kayce dutton x reader #luke grimes #tate dutton #brecken merrill #yellowstone #70th request #requests open #ask box is open for anything #comments really appreciated

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 313: Deku VS Lady Nagant

Previously on BnHA: Hawks’s super-hot badass murder senpai Lady Nagant showed up to fire a cupid’s arrow into my heart, and a bunch of literal bullets into my son. Deku was all “oh shit it’s Hawks’s super-hot badass murder senpai, what do I do, let me think back to Hawks’s advice for a sec.” Flashback!Hawks was all “anyway Deku so if my super-hot badass murder senpai ever shows up you’re basically screwed so you’d better abscond the fuck out of there.” Present!Deku was all “lol idek why I flashed back to that conversation since I’m just going to do the exact opposite of what Hawks said” and charged directly toward Nagant because WHY NOT. Overhaul was all “waah I need to get back to my boss who I put in a coma out of love” and Nagant was all “jesus christ why did I even bring you here” and had a flashback to AFO who was all “ILU NAGANT IMMA GIVE YOU AN EXTRA QUIRK SO PLEASE CAPTURE DEKU FOR ME PLEASE AND THANKS” and yeah. Shit is all over the place right now and I love it.

Today on BnHA: All Might gets attacked by a pair of discount assassins and is all “Call an ambulance! ...BUT NOT FOR ME” and it’s really badass but also I really wish he would stop tempting fate like this. Lady Nagant is all “[casually flies around town shooting shit]” and I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t read an entire chapter of just that. Deku is all, “[gets shot (≥_<)]” and releases a giant Smokescreen which prompts En to show up. En is all, “( •᷄⌓•᷅ ) (⌣̀ Δ⌣́) ( •̀_•́ )σ (¬､¬) (눈_눈)” which I consider to be a high point of both the chapter and of my life. The chapter ends with Deku using the Third’s quirk to launch a bunch of random objects at Nagant so that he can jump up and grab her arm all sneaky-like, and I’m sure this is going to prompt another week’s worth of discourse that I don’t care about at all, but fuck it, I’m having a good time.

OH WE’RE CUTTING BACK TO ALL MIGHT WELL THAT’S NICE I GUESS. CONGRATS ON NOT BEING DEAD

you named your car??

you named it Hercules??

I love you so much??

please marry me you giant fucking dork???

lmao speaking of huge fucking dorks

who the fuck are you clowns. la dee da we’re gonna murder All Might with our synchronized spear attack!! I mean... they’re clearly trying their best... maybe I should just be nice and politely hype them up like All Might is so clearly trying to do

like okay, but we all agree that this is actually the least intimidating attack any of us has ever seen, right?? these guys zipped up their hoodies all serious-like and are trying to attack All Might and Hercules with their Walmart tiki torches, but just, no?? right?? like the only way this could possibly be effective is if they were trying to kill All Might with secondhand embarrassment

“those are assassins” this is a VERY generous assessment, All Might

OH MY GOD THE TIKI TORCHES ACTUALLY KILLED THE FUCK OUT OF HERCULES

[slaps roof of car] this baby can fit so many weaponized festive backyard lighting solutions in it

and yet, even after watching this with my own two eyes, I still can’t take these dudes seriously. idek what it is. anyways r.i.p. Hercules, I loved you a lot but I guess you weren’t actually a very good armored car were you

omg they didn’t know it was All Might??

okay 1) for a moment there I was like “oh hey maybe they’re not so bad after all” but then a moment later it was like “ah nope, they are.” like, that was an interesting .06 second emotional journey there. anyways 2) All Might you have my permission to kick their asses for this disrespect, and 3) anyone else all of a sudden getting “wouldn’t this be an interesting time for Stain to suddenly show up” vibes?? no?? just me???

(ETA: hmm tbh I’ve still got those vibes and they haven’t gone away lol. Stain?? you out there buddy?? do you want to be cool for just once in your life. ball’s in your court pal.)

OH SNAP ALL MIGHT ARE YOU REALLY GONNA DO IT ARE YOU GONNA KICK THEIR ASSES

PROTECTIVE DAD MODE ACTIVATED?? BECAUSE YOU KNOW I’M HERE FOR THAT SHIT, SO YEAH, FEEL FREE

omg he’s shouting at them about how much Deku has suffered lmao and they’re just like falling over from being scolded

so they have absolutely no idea what he’s talking about though, right? “SIR THIS IS A WENDY’S” well whatever, you killed his pet car so he’s in a bad mood now

OH MY GOD

LIKE, JUST SO WE’RE ALL CLEAR, THESE FOUR PAGES SO FAR HAVE MADE ALMOST ZERO SENSE. LIKE MAYBE 2% SENSE TOPS. BUT ASK ME IF I CARE. GO AHEAD AND ASK. I SAID GO AHEAD, IT’S OKAY. ...NO I DON’T CARE AT ALL THANK YOU FOR ASKING

(ETA: also, the more I look at this panel, the more I’m just like, why the hell would you phrase it like that though, sob. way to doubly tempt fate?? are you trying to give Horikoshi a challenge??)

and now back to Deku who is randomly bouncing around the city and narrating it to himself just in case he was confused about why he was doing this

who are you talking to Deku. but thanks we appreciate it

man you gotta love that overconfidence. the smartest guy in the world warned you away from this lady, so SURE, LET’S RUN RIGHT UP TO HER. “I APPRECIATE YOUR INPUT, FLASHBACK!HAWKS, BUT I’LL TAKE IT FROM HERE” well okay then!!

I think it would be funny if RHA.com put little Buzzfeed-style polls in between the chapter pages so they could survey people at random intervals as they read their way through the chapter. like, you finish this page and then there’s a little poll there asking “do you think Deku’s plan of catching up to Lady Nagant and finding out where Shigaraki is will work?”, and you click “no” just like everyone else and then nod as the results show that 97% of your fellow readers also picked “no”, and you chuckle to yourself wondering how many of the 3% accidentally clicked on the wrong option by mistake, and then you keep on reading

ANYWAY, SO

HOW’S THAT PLAN WORKING OUT FOR YOU SO FAR DEKU. nice kick, though!!

omggggggg

ouch

update: Deku’s plan not really working out. sources tell me my boy has been fucking shot. this is an ongoing story and we will keep you posted with the latest developments as they come in

wait what

feel free to explain to the rest of us what all of this “UNLESS...” and “THAT POSSIBILITY...” shit means anytime, Deku

oh lol did he realize she could fly??

BREAKING NEWS UPDATE, CNN’s John King reports that Deku is still fucked. eyewitness reports now coming in that Nagant is doing no-look shots and basically not even giving a fuck. sources described her mannerisms and expression as “sexy, but in like an effortless sort of way.” we will continue to bring you the latest

so now there’s basically an entire page of Deku being all “ah fuck so she’s basically closing in and she could already hit me with impossible accuracy even from Far Away, so if that’s the case then her being Up Close is probably going to be even worse!” making good use of that Big Hero Brain there, Deku

so now what, you’re doing some kind of spiraling kick thing?? how is that going to help

oh lol he’s using Smokescreen to create some cover. aww, good for you Deku you named one of your Smokescreen attacks

OH NO LADY DON’T TELL ME AFO DIDN’T EVEN FILL YOU IN ON THE BASICS

seriously, AFO?? you basically told her what Deku’s exact strategy was going to be but then couldn’t be assed to drop that little, small, barely notable piece of knowledge that Deku is rocking multiple quirks?? is it supposed to be a secret or something?? you dropped the ball here man

damn this is getting intense now

(ETA: the way En is poking Deku’s head in that first panel is fucking sending me, I love this guy so much omg.)

well then what are you planning, Deku?? I’m actually really curious!! I am genuinely starting to be invested in this fight scene not only in the “wanting to see who wins and how that impacts the plot” sense, but also in the “wanting to see how it happens because the choreography and strategy is actually pretty cool” sense, which honestly hasn’t happened for quite a while now! this is fun

anyway so what’s up Deku, are you going to use another quirk?? I’ve been speculating that he hasn’t actually unlocked the last two yet (since Two and Three didn’t exactly seem convinced when we last saw them), but maybe I’m about to be proven wrong

(ETA: well he clearly has Three’s obviously, but Two’s is still MIA, and that’s the one I am of course the most curious about. that’s the one we’re all curious about, let’s be real.)

OH SNAP???

AHHHH I’M HYPED LOL. ANOTHER SHINY NEW QUIRK LOL SHOULD I PUT UP THE USUAL DISCOURSE DISCLAIMER

(ETA: so yeah, after thinking on it, I’m not gonna say “please no Deku discourse on my blog” this week, but I probably will ignore any discourse that does come my way though, just because I don’t have much interest in getting involved in what would probably be a pretty repetitive discussion. like, I can just sum up my opinions (which is what they are) here instead. in fact here they are lol:

1) I like the SIXQUIRKS and I like seeing Deku be a badass.

2) I also don’t think Deku is too OP. more like he’s exactly as OP as he needs to be at the moment, given that we’re approaching the end of the series. I expect the other kids will also be pretty damn OP when we see them fight again. we’re just at that point now where they’re all badasses (as well they should be; they’ve grown a lot and they deserve it). it’s just that Deku’s the one we’re getting to see right now.

3) of course I miss Kacchan and the others, but for me this vibes much closer to the MVA arc where even though I missed them, I was still having a blast (as opposed to the dark days of the Basement arc where I was pretty much losing it lol). like, even though Kacchan’s my favorite, I still love Deku a lot and this arc has been amazing for him getting to shine on his own (for like the first time, really).

4) y’all know I love the OFA plot and I’ve never been shy about that lol. I like all of the Vestiges a lot. Banjou and his over the top personality; En and his “guy you thought would be serious and :| all the time but is actually hyper-animated and ALL OVER THE PLACE” energy; Shiro who actually is a :| sort of guy lol; Three who I still expect will be fleshed out in a more detailed flashback at some point; and of course Two, who, well. you know what I think about him lol. Bakuverse is still on the table and I’m still hyped. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that we still have yet to see Two actually talk to Deku (as opposed to talking to the other Vestiges while Deku is distracted). did he lend him his power yet?? or is he still holding out?? either way it’s definitely going to be a Big Thing when it finally happens and I can’t wait to see it.

5) Lady Nagant is Everything and just because Deku grabbed her arm doesn’t mean the fight is over yet lol. Overhaul hasn’t come into play yet either. not to mention that even if the fight is over, the “where do we go from here” part still has me excited either way. her connection to Hawks and the HPSC is very intriguing and we’ve barely touched on that as of yet; she definitely has more of a role to play in this.

6) last but not least, I feel like every week the discussion is all about how much focus Deku’s getting, and how OP he is or isn’t, and OFA this and OFA that, but meanwhile I’m actually so invested in the character development here though?? the way Deku has distanced himself from everyone (except for the Vestiges, because of course they’re already dead so it’s not like they can die again lol)?? the way he’s pushing himself far too hard and we can see the shadows in and under his eyes, and the fact that he never smiles, and even All Might has remarked on how he isn’t taking care of himself at all?? the fact that he’s so single-mindedly obsessed with focused on stopping AFO?? the fact that he’s still the same sweet old Deku despite everything and was so kind to that fox lady with the umbrella, but there was also something so sad about that scene because it felt like a reminder of the type of hero that he wants to be, but that he’s not allowed to be right now?? because the stakes are too high and the world is falling apart?? and he feels like he’s the only one who can do something about it?? and that he has to be?? and that he is putting so much pressure on himself right now, and it’s absolutely too much pressure for any one person to bear, and I feel like no one is fucking talking about this lol goddammit.

anyway so yeah. I have feels about this, and every week that slow-burn angst is getting more and more intense behind the scenes, and I feel like it’s all going to hit a breaking point eventually. sooner rather than later. it really feels like a mirror of Katsuki’s post-Kamino arc. where all that angst was just churning below the surface for like twenty chapters and then it finally was like “okay it’s time” and it all came bursting out and we got the best five chapters of the fucking series (in my admittedly biased estimation lol).

basically, I know that most of fandom is billing this as either the “villain hunt” arc or the “solo Deku SIXQUIRKS fighting arc” or whatever. but for me, it’s always been and still is the Deku Angst arc lol. the cool fights are a sexy bonus (the worldbuilding less so because even though it’s interesting to see society at such a low point, it’s also very depressing and gets old pretty fast), but for me the thing that’s really keeping me engaged chapter after chapter is seeing Deku like we’ve never seen him before. seeing him all quiet and withdrawn and brooding and focused on AFO, AFO, AFO, and seeing that “he just doesn’t take himself into account” mentality taken to extremes. I am invested in that. I’m soaking up that angst each and every week, and I’m invested in seeing what comes of it. it’s a big picture thing. week to week this arc might just seem like a bunch of villain fight scenes, sure. but Deku’s emotional journey is the thread that’s going to carry this arc through from beginning to end, and for that I’m willing to be patient.

anyway that turned into a BIG OL’ RANT there but yeah! so those are my thoughts on the disk horse as it currently stands. and like I said, I’m open to discussion, but tbh I will probably just wind up repeating these same talking points endlessly so just a fair warning lol.)

anyway so Three says Deku has yet to use his quirk at ALL but now he’s trying to combine it with another quirk?? damn. also please check out En’s face here you guys

En launching a sneak attack up my favorite character list by the sheer power of his expressions alone. he really knows how to make the most of his screentime

OH DAMN DEKU

at this point the 3% from that hypothetical poll earlier are starting to feel prettttty damn smug, I’ll bet. well shit

what in the fuck

?? so like releasing his chi or whatnot?? isn’t that basically just like base OFA all over again?? also Deku did you seriously just apologize to Gran’s cape

update: Nagant has turned her eyeball into a gun

hm. hmmmmmmm. ...okay yep, still somehow sexy

anyway so she’s just floating up there building suspense, as one does. lord I sure hope she has good reflexes because something tells me she’s going to need them

OH SNAP HE THREW GRAN’S CAPE AS A DECOY WHAAAAT OKAY THAT’S SOME SMART SHIT DEKU

LOL SHE’S MAD NOW

JESUS CHRIST SHE JUST NEVER TAKES A GODDAMN BREAK FROM BEING AWESOME HUH

DEKU ARE YOU JUST THROWING EVERY DAMN THING IN YOUR INVENTORY

but without the cape and the hood how will you continue to look like an enigmatic badass. you really can’t. which means we might finally be moving on from the wandering nomad part of this arc, stay tuned

LOL YOU MANIAC

I hope he went full Kacchan with the dialogue there. his face sure looks like it lol. popped out of a building all mad fdskljlkj omg

well this was fun, shit. I still have basically no idea what Three’s quirk does though lol. like, can he use it to charge up objects with kinetic energy or something?? but then what was all of that talk about combining it with one of the other quirks?? or was that just because he was using Smokescreen at the same time??

(ETA: having seen and read an additional half-dozen explanations of Three’s quirk, I can say with confidence that I still have basically no idea what it is or does.)

anyway so!! Deku is a badasssssss but something tells me not to count Nagant out just yet even so. also I really enjoy seeing Deku flip out on people like he doesn’t have a fucking hole in his torso because it reminds me of A CERTAIN SOMEONE and I always love to see him channeling that feral energy; I feel like it’s been a while

anyways good luck to you both!! I truly wish that both of you could win. but if not, then maybe you can at least become friends instead. you have so much in common, you both can fly and have multiple quirks and you’re both badasses, and plus it would just be really funny to see the look on Hawks’s face lmao

#bnha 313 #midoriya izuku #lady nagant #bnha meta #deku meta #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha