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tarotwithavi · 2 months

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The type of lover you deserve

How to choose a pile?

Take a deep breath and gently close your eyes. Politely request your spirit guides to reveal the appropriate pile meant for you, then open your eyes. Whichever pile captures your attention is the one meant for you.

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Pile 1

Omg pile one I love your energy! So first things first you deserve someone who matches your energy. Like someone who understands you without even saying anything. Someone who can just look into your eyes and feel the depths of your heart. Someone who can protect and cherish your innocence. You're naive pile 1. You trust people easily and sometimes this leads you to people using you for their profit. You deserve someone who can protect you, someone who can cherish your innocence. Someone who won't taint your pure and sweet heart. Someone who won't tell you to change and be someone you're not. You deserve someone who won't tell you that you're too kind for this world and that you need to change yourself in order to survive. You deserve someone who'll let you be innocent and sweet. You deserve someone who'll be proud to have you in their life. You deserve someone who'll be sure about yourself. Someone who's ready to wife/husband you up without any doubt. You deserve someone who'll make your feel confident. I see that some of you may have daddy issues so you instantly like people who give off mature and responsible vibes. You deserve someone with whom you can share your deepest darkest secrets. Someone who won't judge you for liking things that you like, dressing the way you want to etc. you deserve someone who'll teach you new things without making you feel stupid. Someone who'll be patient with you. You deserve someone who knows how to handle their emotions, especially Anger because I see that you may have some kind of trauma revolving anger issues or people shouting and things breaking. I see that you guys had to grow up early, you had to be mature beyond your age, sometimes you feel like you missed out on so many things. So you deserve someone with whom your inner child can feel protected, secure and happy. You deserve someone who can give you the love you never got as a child. You guys could be born in June, March, November or August or these could be significant months for you.

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Pile 2

Welcome pile 2! The first message I'm getting is that someone of you could practice witchcraft or you could be interested in the occult. You could be interested in conspiracy theories or things that people do not talk about so openly. I also see that you could give off intimidating vibes. So you deserve someone who doesn't get scared easily. You deserve someone who has similar interests as you, probably someone with whom you can do witchy stuff. Pile 2 you deserve someone who understands your magic. Someone who believes in magic. Someone who is not too practical or logical like that type of practical person who doesn't believe in magik. Someone who can think outside the box. You deserve someone who learns, grows and adapts with time. You do not deserve someone who lives like an NPC. You deserve someone who matches your uniqueness, someone who is not afraid to let themselves shine. You deserve someone with whom you can travel to different places. I see that you are someone who likes taking risks so you deserve someone who has the same adventurous soul. You deserve someone who matches your freaky energy 😜 I see that you have a lot of stamina and deserve someone who matches your energy in bed. You're absolutely magical so you deserve someone who can handle your otherworldly energy. You deserve someone who can make your every wish come true. You deserve someone who is willing to put in the effort to be with you. You deserve someone who can offer you something in return. I see that you have been the type of person who does more than needed for others so you deserve someone who can spend money on you and spend time with you. You deserve someone who can show you how lovely it is to love and be loved. I also see that you deserve someone who can handle pain for some reason? Idk you deserve someone who won't feel pity for your backstory. You deserve someone who won't look at you with sympathy, instead you deserve someone who can challenge you because you love challenges. You could be an Earth or water sign, especially cancer, Pisces, Virgo and Capricorn.

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Pile 3

Whatsup! Pile 3! The first message I am picking upon is that you deserve someone who is willing to fight for your attention. you deserve someone who is ready to fight for your relationship. You deserve someone who does not give up easily. I see that sometimes you can be hard to love because you are always evolving, you are always changing, you are not the person you were a few months ago and some people cannot keep up with it. So you deserve someone who can keep up with your transformations, someone who will not stop loving you just because you have changed. You deserve someone who loves you for your soul, who loves you for your true self. you deserve someone who is willing to make things work. you deserve someone who wants stable long term commitment. you do not deserve somebody who is just looking for casual dating. I'm also picking up on the message that you deserve someone who treats you like a Queen. you deserve someone who gives you princess treatment and if your person is not willing to give you princess treatment then they might not be the one for you. You deserve someone who takes up on the traditional image of their gender, someone who is willing to provide and protect. I see that you romanticize old love, you romanticize when people used to write letters, were patient, and were ready to love. Another message I'm getting is that you deserve someone who treats your body like a temple, who worships your body. Someone who worships the ground you walk. Someone who puts you on a pedestal. You absolutely deserve to be treated like a queen. And let me make one thing clear: you'll only receive this treatment when you're willing to treat your person like a king. You deserve someone who is willing to learn new things for you, you deserve someone who is willing to change their perspective about things. You deserve someone who is also evolving and changing so you guys can keep up with each other.

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Pile 4

This is definitely my crazy pile 🤣 Hello pile 4! Welcome to your reading! You deserve someone who matches your weird energy like someone who is willing to be strange, loud and crazy with you. You deserve someone who is open and wholesome. I see that you do not give a buck about what people say and you just want to be your true self. You love spreading happiness and kindness. I am hearing “ she likes to give a smile to every stranger” . You should listen to “she's crazy but she's mine” . You're a walking representation of this song. You deserve someone who won't feel awkward by your energy, you deserve someone who does not feel threatened by the attention you attract. I see that you have a really unique energy that attracts a lot of attention wherever you go. You could be sitting there reading your book and people would still be looking at you like you are a star so you deserve somebody who does not feel insecure about the attention you attract. You deserve someone who is confident, you deserve someone who won't make you dim your light. You deserve someone who is just as crazy as you are , you deserve somebody who can match your vibe. Another message I'm getting is that you deserve somebody who is kind and humble because you are someone who likes spreading love around and you are someone who likes helping people. You do not like dishonest and ungrateful people. You deserve someone with whom you can help others. You deserve someone who is just as passionate about life as you are. You deserve an optimistic person. I see that you have gone through a lot of betrayals but you still choose to believe in love and happiness. You deserve an emotionally mature person, you deserve someone who feels their emotion and does not sabotage themselves. You deserve someone who loves children who loves working with children and animals. I see that you will be doing charity work with your future partner. You deserve someone who is interested in space, dinosaurs and random facts.

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drawnfamiliarfaces · 4 months

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How do the girls get along

Pretty great actually!

Jenny and Kim are very good/close friends, since they met relatively early compared to others (they actually met each other first out of everyone, then others at one point and another) and had a shared adventure sometime after the ends of their respective shows (wink wonk).

But, their first meeting was not actually very um, positive. There was some conflict, but after it was resolved both of them gained a very solid friend for life!

Jenny, was glad to meet someone else (beside Brad) who treated her like a person/normal teenager (instead of an 8th wonder of the world or a freaky robot) and not to mention she got a fellow superheroine girl friend! After Misty, she kind of missed having someone like that to kick butt with (considering that like, 70% of her friends are dudes) or just hang out.

Kim was fascinated by Jenny, not because she is a robot (tho she does think its pretty cool) but because it kind of gave her a contrast to her own life in a weird way? Like, Kim was a normal teenager who got into superheroing on accident and just went with it, while Jenny was created with a goal of being Earth's defender but rebeled to have some sort of normal life. And now they both live those weird semi-normal lives, that led them to meeting each other.

Jun is around 5-6 years their junior and while they met each other much later on, when Jun was a little older (like not 11-12 age of the show), she still kind of looked up to them and both Jenny and Kim felt an instant kinship with the girl.

Before she met Jenny and Kim, Jun only knew a couple other guys as fellow heroes/magical protectors (guess who ;D lol), and while she had plenty of female role models (Ama/Jasmine being the most prominent) and friends, she kind of enjoyed meeting some cool older superheroines to bond with! It also helped that despite the age difference, both Jenny and Kim never looked down at her when it came to superheroing/fighting, but respected her abilities and expertise (considering that Jun was practically an apprentice to her Ama since at least 8-9ish of age, when her powers first awakened, she has a lot of experience).

They both are kind of like cool older cousins to her, who travel a lot for their work and come visit to hang out often and tell/share stories about their adventures. Their and her lines of work while similar, also run in completely different circles (human/interplanetary vs magical/supernatural), so its always a treat to hear about the things they do.

(And yes sometimes she feels jealous about the fact that both of them get to travel all over the world, and despite the developments, more often than not she has to stay town locked and limit her excursions to magical realms.)

Silly thing, but Jun absolutely adores Jenny, for one simple fact that she can travel to space just like that (she and Danny, fellow astronaut/space fans, share that, despite the fact that Danny kinda can travel to space just like that too.)

#que?#hom au #hom au q&a #juniper lee #jenny xj9 #kim possible #fun fact: both jenny and jun have beef with some other person in their friend group while Kim doesn't #Kim is very likable ;3 and also sensible even if she is sometimes overly competitive and a perfectionist lol #both Jun and Jenny can get overly passionate and thus they have a recurring beef/argument/tension with their respective opponent (?)#Jenny and Kim are that sort of friendship that one makes in a camp and you exchange numbers/e-mails and you dont see each other for months #but message almost every day and like know a lot about each others lives and when you meet again u like instantly hug and everythng is cool #also their families (some members at least) are sort of? friends now too. i will elaborate on that later ;3 #still answering homauQ in broad strokes because i just cant decide on the details lol #i promise im answering asks TToTT i was just eyebrows deep in the comic itself to actually answer properly #i have like several in drafts and some in askbox and also i think i lost a few when i was cleaning my other askboxes so um like sorry #if i never answer those they are now forever lost in tumblr graveyard

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thisbelongsto-nohbodys · 4 months

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Learning that Hilda S3 was supposed to have 6 more eps can't help but make ya wonder what kind of eps were cut? Imagine if there was an ep with Frida and her parents were they learn she's training to be a witch and it's a coming out allegory. They notice strange chants and glowing from Frida's room and go to investigate when she's at school and find a bunch of witch stuff. They go to confront her about it but end up tailing her to a typical Freaky Friends adventure where upon they see all the magical mishaps the 4 get up to on the regular, her parents get into danger and Frida saves them with a spell. Later at home and with Hilda at her side she admits to being a witch in training,

Frida: "Mum, Dad...I'm a witch...well, in-training but still."

Dad: “Well that’s kind of obvious after all the magic we saw you use.” Mom: “Wait, don’t witches have familiars? You know we can’t have pets in the apartment.”

[Frida grabs Hilda’s hand]

Frida: “well, about that. Hilda is my familiar.”

Shot lingers on the hands being held as we see the parents processing this and then they accept her daughter but warn her to keep her grades up “and no spells to change them or whatever.” “There’s not even a spell like that but okay.”

Just seems like there coulda been something done if Netflix had given the show the funding it had in previous seasons

#hilda #hilda netflix #I'd make that comic but idk when I'd have the time

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maladaptivewriting · 3 months

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marauders era characters and their favorite movies

if they lived in the muggle world circa 2024

remus: little miss sunshine brutal and disturbingly human, but intertwined with themes of love, family, support, and healing

james: talladega nights the theme of this movie is that friendship is magic. you know james was saying "if you're not first, you're last" for years after seeing this movie. also he tried to create a shake-and-bake thing with sirius

sirius: howl's moving castle "that howl is so fucking hot" "he literally just looks like you" "exactly" sirius sees himself as this main love interest (howl) and he sees remus as sophie, especially when she's an old woman that howl has to take care of. all he wants to do is take care of remus

peter: bridge to terabithia peter seems like the kind of person to find stories of tragical childhood friendships really compelling. he also loves josh hutcherson (who doesn't)

regulus: the secret life of walter mitty he relates to the main character - a man who is controlled and meticulous but longs to go on an adventure. he also wishes that sirius would pull him out of his monotonous life and into the unknowable but with complete acceptance of who he is.

lily: little women in the way that i feel like i've been shot every time i watch a movie involving complicated mother/daughter relationships, lily would be deeply compelled by stories about sisterhood. especially jo and amy who always feel second to each other

mary: princess mononoke she would relate to the main character and be very enthralled by ashitaka. definitely a comfort watch for her.

marlene: raising arizona or zoolander she loves absurdist comedies with lovable and endearing characters. she is also low-key attracted to nick cage when he was young, but don't tell anyone, it's a secret.

dorcas: arrival or parasite dorcas has unequivocally good movie tastes. she likes high concept stories with heavy thematic writing and devastating plots. she talks about them in detail for weeks afterward

pandora: midsommar and pan's labyrinth she loves movies with comically intense violence. she finds high control groups fascinating. she definitely loves pan's labyrinth because of the freaky monsters and the fact that it sounds like it could belong to her

xenophilius: the twilight saga he knows every detail and loves to examine the story from all sides. he and pandora bond over the fact that carlisle is a joseph smith archetype.

evan: deadpool evan sees deadpool as barty and loves the character because of it. he is also envious of the characters freedom to be himself

barty: the mummy he just thinks that everyone in this movie is really fucking hot

snape: pride and prejudice (2005) finds it super romantic and loves the way characters talk and deliver lines. he listens to the soundtrack as background music while he works.

frank longbottom: spiderman (no way home) no one was more excited than he was when the three spiderman characters interacted. he cried a lot when watching this movie

alice: narnia it was her sexual awakening ;)

narcissa: glass onion she loves a who-done-it story, she reads mystery novels all the time and she thought this one was the most exciting

bellatrix: barbarian or bones and all she watches bones and all like "when is it my turn to be happy?" and she watches barbarian like "what is it like to have a mother who loves you?" everyone thinks she's crazy

lucius: dune or the king he sees himself as the king. that scene where robert pattinson's character is slipping around in the mud and timmy's character is standing there unbothered - that's how lucius pictures himself and arthur weasley. he also thinks of his own family when he watches dune

also this came from a question that @wolfpadx asked in the discord and i just had to elaborate on my thoughts.

#sirius black #remus lupin #regulus black #james potter #peter pettigrew #lily evans #mary macdonald #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadows #barty crouch jr #evan rosier #wolfstar #rosekiller #pandora lovegood #lucius malfoy #narcissa malfoy #bellatrix lestrange #severus snape

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onmyyan · 4 months

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Been playing so so much baldurs gate and wanted to submit DND considerations for your OCS, please share your thoughts on the vibes:

Caspian: cleric all the way baby. can hit things real hard AND won't let shit hurt a loved one, but if it does get past him, he'll patch you up <3 healing touch on darling so he can cradle their face all lovey dovey. Could also see a paladin, but maybe one with a very unique understanding of his oath to protect others. Maybe even secretly broke the oath but doesn't care; if he's sworn to protect life, surely the oath should understand that he WAS protecting darlings life by violently ending another one?

Gabe: barbarian, obvs. himbo energy, big and tall, flies into a rage when need be, likes and enjoys violence with as little armor as possible. Tries to drink everyone under the table in every town and usually wins, but also usually ends up in a bar fight when his drunk competition ends up a little too mouthy abt darling for his liking. Will throw darling over his shoulder when they need to run

Ricky: wizard pondering his orb but in the snarkiest way possible towards everyone but his darling. "Are you that fucking stupid??? Are you illiterate?? Why get in the direct and literal line of fire when I'm casting. You deserve that scar" vs "if I ever accidentally singe even a hair on your head, I'm going to throw myself off a cliff". Likes to read to you in your tent bc it's "easier to focus", but just thinks you're so cute when you're falling asleep listening to him <3

Marcos: rogue, baby!!! He's stealing shit off anyone that annoys him, pulling darling out of the way of traps and into cozy little nooks with him while the others scramble out of the way. The party gets stopped at a toll house and he pickpockets the guard, then undoes their trousers and ties their boot laces together for good measure.

Manny: warlock but some real freaky shit, eldritch horror type beat. He's flickering at the periphery of your vision and you SWEAR he's got tentacles coming out of his face but when you look directly at him he's all :3c . his patron doesn't come around too much, Manny picked one that specifically wouldn't be too intrusive, bc he's been planning this shit out since the moment Ricky first cast a spell. He's always wanted magic but didn't feel inclined towards the scholarly pursuit of it so much as the "deal with a devil" thing. Is trying to figure out ways to bend the deal to benefit him and darling through powers beyond mortal comprehension

Diego: druid, no question. Affinity for wolves over everything else but makes a very cuddly lap dog too when the need strikes. Probably hangs out with darling as a literal stray first and then accidentally shifts one day, ending up directly in the lap of a now very freaked out darling

Ash: long-suffering ranger in a party of city dwellers. "Put that down" "don't eat that" "for the love of- no, you cannot pet the owlbear". Secretly enjoys being the only one in the know when he gets to show off for his sweet pea and may let the others do stupid stuff knowingly if it means he looks better by comparison.

Darling could be some adventurer or innkeeper who crosses paths with one and then all of the party, who just has to go with them to finish their quest or stay safe from the town that's suddenly overwhelmed with monsters. Or maybe HER party was wiped out by some shadowy threat, and she never figures out that her new pals know more about that tragedy than they let on.

This is absolute perfection??? How did you know I been playing baulders gate huh?? How'd you know this would scratch my brain in a perfect way??

#yananswers #anon submission #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #delmont brothers #yandere oc x reader #caspian delmont #gabe delmont #ashley hunt #ricky delmomt #manny Delmont #marcos Delmont #diego dumas #incredible concept babes

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morally-grey-girlbosses · 7 months

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Propaganda under the cut.

Betty Grof:

okay so picture this. you're a graduate student living with your fiance and he finds a magic crown that drives him crazy while he has it on. you run away frightened during this initial incident, and he never sees you again. one thousand years later he regains his self after being consumed by the crown and makes a time portal to apologise. you leave him in the past for him in the future and jump through the portal. you beatup an antimagic monster and dissapear. you become the apprentice to a powerful but mad wizard and steal his powers in a magical ritual, rendering him normal and you with the key components of magic - madness and sadness. you girlboss around for a while, you steal your boo's magic crown to try reprogram it and create an ai clone of yourself inside of it, but your plans get foiled but his vampire sort of daughter and her science nerd girlfriend. the ai of you and the him inside the crown hang out though. you try to go out on a date with him so he remembers. it doesnt work. after so many failed plans you eventually decide to try and just approach him as him. you've changed, so has he. maybe betty and simon are gone but magic woman and the ice king can have a future. his roommate freezes you and uses you as a magic battery to cast a horrible spell that transforms the world into an elemental landscape, where individuals are overwhelmed by their elements. he and some other guys save you and unfreeze you. you come up with a plan to reverse the elemental spell, and get the other guys to do your bidding. you betray them and cast a time spell to stop him from ever putting on the crown. you get foiled and sent to mars. the guy whose powers you stole is now the king. as penance you have to fill a pit with sand grain by grain. one of those guys and his brother are trying to save the other guy and you go through a freaky temple with them, where you confront how much you've given up for your lost fiance. you learn the wrong lesson. you summon the elder embodiment of chaos in an attempt to harness its power. it doesnt work. the world is going to be destroyed. you and he and one of those other guys are being digested in golb's belly, reverted to your original forms. you reunite with him - not magic woman and the ice king, betty and simon. you make out a bunch. harmony through song punches a hole in the chaos god's belly and you can escape. you stay. his crown has reverted to its base wishing state. you push him through and make your deepest wish. you wish for the power to keep him safe. you become one with the chaos god, merging with his very being. you are betty. you are golb. you have the power to keep simon safe, and you have lost yourself for it again. but it is done. the end of the world is over. he will go to the ends of the multiverse to search for you. you are gone. yeah i just think shes kind of a girlboss and definitely morally grey and itd be cool if she was here

Evelyn Wang:

Homophobic mother learns to accept her gay daughter by acquiring multiverse powers. Goes a bit over board with the nihilism at one point and ruins everyone's (everywhere all at once) lives but fixes it in the end. Makes her husband (the sweetest man in the world) sad multiple times in the movie because she feels her life would have been better without him but eventually realizes she hit the jackpot. A girlboss because of how much of a girlfailure she is ("Most people only have a few significant alternate life paths so close to them. But you, here, you're capable of anything because you're so bad at everything. You have so many goals you never finished, dreams you never followed. You're kiving your worst you.”)

#poll #tournament poll #round 2 #betty grof #adventure time #evelyn wang #eeaao #everything everywhere all at once

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fabiansociety · 1 month

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tags from a dungeon meshi post about chilchuck, but one of the great things about that story is that *everyone* in the party is shitty to each other in a way that they clearly need to get better about but without implicating them as evil people. like, they're frequently racist and ableist to each other in ways that feels very real for a group of people that are still mostly coworkers through the first arc — chilchuck gets infantilized, laios gets a loooooot of people telling him he's sick and wrong, as does senshi, marcille is belittled constantly for being a magic user and an elf, fallin is ostracized for being a necromancer and a [spoilers], it's a lot

every time they run into other adventuring parties this is massively underlined, because for as much as each of them is spidersman pointing at the others and calling them a freak, everyone else in the dungeon just sees them all as deeply freaky and possibly actively evil. there's a lot of subtext there for any number of readings: neurodivergence, racism, queerness, you name it.

#dungeon meshi

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galactic-space · 30 days

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Making a follow up post for my stupid ass MHA X Monster high x Ever after high x fucking Winx club??? Ehhh???

Anyways…

Soooo answering this dude up here ^ @faemagic88 let’s just say I got a few ideas

So basically, for anyone who didn’t see my last post?

Quirk toddler uses quirk on Izuku, bakugo, and denki and sends them to monster high, ever after high, and Winx respectively

Lord explosion god dynamight and his fairy tale adventures

For ever after high I totally want bakugo to be apart of the school purely because he heard how the school has a lot of secrets and magical items that might help with his issue, so he decides to force his way in to get back to his universe ( somehow… he’s working out the kinks of his plan )

While there he’s definitely gonna throw a ton of kids for a loop. Not caring about royal or rebel because A. He’s from another universe and B. He just thinks it’s so dumb to follow the paths of your parents just because of something as silly as “destiny”

He’s the type of person who believes that you chose your life, and he’s not gonna be silent about it.

Is he gonna cause more drama in this school? Yes, but this school is already filled with it so whatever

I don’t know what fairy tail he would pretend to be. I think he might pretend to be the son of “Momotaro” from the story “Momotaro; the story of the son and the peach” where basically this boy is born from a peach, soon taken in by a couple. When the boy turns fifteen, he goes off on a journey with a dog, a monkey, and a pheasant to slay the demons on an island, before returning home to be with his family

It makes the most sense, as Momotaro is fairly popular in Japan- or so I’ve heard

But an alternate story I thought of was of him pretending to be the son of Kintarō, “the golden boy” who is a warrior who goes on many journeys throughout his life, slaying beast and saving towns n what not.

Neither story would explain his weird… “explosion magic” as people call it, but hell it’s the best thing that he gots so.

I was thinking of mimickings ever after highs small story structure and maybe have an “episode” where Apple white realizes that he doesn’t seem to care about her, her status, her story, or even her looks and how that kinda bothers her ( more like gets her all riled up. She’s not used to boys just… not even giving her a second look. )

And then another small “episode” of bakugo deciding to take part in a sport cuz… well… let’s just say daring and his group found out that if you tell Bakugo he can’t do something, he’s gonna do it just to show off

Thing is, cerise is in the sport as well in the opposing team, and maybe bakugos team is like “well most of them are girls maybe we should go easy”

Cue the “equal rights equal fights” from bakugo, and basically forces cerise to show off her wolf abilities if she even wants to try to actually win against him.

And… who knows maybe that’s when people realize she’s haft wolf or something lol

I was also maybe having him be apart of the Dragons games??? Like maybe he wasn’t gonna be apart of it, but when Apple white accidentally releases the evil queen and the evil queen he senses some shit is about to go down and thinks “ugh, god, not more bullshit”

Also maybe he gets his own dragon for the games by literally TACKLING AND SUBMITTING ONE OF THE EVIL QUEENS BAD DRAGONS so he could ride it and use it so he could be apart of it.

And yes, Goldielocks did record this for her mirror channel and a bunch of kids did just see one of their “new students” fucking wrestle a dark dragon just cuz he needed a dragon to be apart of the games

Also maybe bakugo finally talks about his… HIS… FEELINGS?1!1!2??2!2?2 GASP lol

But that’s enough for bakugo

Next up

Dekus freaky experiences

Ok so deku… doesn’t know what the FUCK anything is. He just appeared in like the monster high catacombs, got fucking lost in them til Operetta finds him in there.

She’d probably be like “woah hey aren’t you a normie” and dekus like “wh- huh???”

Course before the two can get more into it maybe the place starts crashing down. Cue deku quickly realizing what’s happening and using his quirk to save operetta, there for showing that he definitely is a lot more then JUST a normie

Operetta concludes that deku might be a hafta like Henry Jekyl, and takes him to monster high to help him

Cue deku realizing that he’s NOT where he’s suppose to be. Maybe he tries to explain it to operetta, but when she simply gives him a weird look and ask if he’s ok, he realizes that no one is gonna believe him. So with a deep breath and shaky smile, he simply goes “maybe I just hit my head to harshly…????”

Which- yes, that’s even weirder, but he isn’t about to explain how he’s a human with a quirk when it’s so obvious that everyone is weary of him because of his human look ( he can always tell when people look at him with pity or fear. Being quirkless for most of your life then suddenly having a terrifying, powerful quirk will teach ya that ) so he does his best to just seem normal

Maybe he’ll pretend he didn’t know how he got here, talks to headmistress blood good and asks if she could PLEASE let him stay cuz “he doesn’t remember anything”

And- she’s nice, so she’ll let him stay just as long as he promises to help around the school anyway he can ( she is letting him stay here for free, it’s the least he can do ) and deku agrees to it

Now deku is… SOMEHOW a student at monster high. Everything is weird, but… here comes Frankie, who totally gets his feeling. She helps him out, teaches him all he needs to know, and helps him out- cuz, she knows what it’s like to be the new ghoul in school, and she can tell he definitely needs the help.

Cue Izuku befriending her, and maybe some of her friends.

Of Course, he still wants a way back home, so he’s gonna do everything in his power to do research into this world and ( hopefully, maybe ) try to find something to help him back home.

He’s probably not gonna tell the ghouls what’s actually happening with him til he literally has no where else to go to.

Cue the ghouls helping him go back to his comic book like world ( and maybe finding a way to get there cuz… heroes???? Villains??? Sounds like a scare-tastic experience! )

And ysaaaa they find a lot of secrets in this school. Like a lot. Oh dear

Also I totally want a scene where toralei just drills it into izukus head that he definitely isn’t gonna be all accepted here just cuz he’s “1/3 of a monster” and that he’s definitely gonna have people having it out for him because he’s mostly Normie in nature.

Idk, maybe Izuku might have some dejavú about feeling excluded because of his apparent lack of something

But it’s ok cuz Frankie would definitely cheer him up by saying “haft normie or not, you’re a great person Izuku. Don’t let someone like Toralei get under your skin, she doesn’t know what she talks about. Me and the ghouls care about you, Freaky flaws n all. And nothings gonna change that.”

And have him feel so… happy, because let’s be honest he was only accepted back into society cuz of his quirk. It would probably heal the poor little quirkless kid within him because she basically just told him that he matters, not because of what he has but because of who he is as a person and UGHHHBBN

But that’s enough of deku. Let’s talk about… denki??? How did you get here-

Denki kamanari and his strange, magical journey

Admittedly, I don’t have a lot of ideas for this one. I seriously need to rewatch Winx club, it’s been ages for me lmao

But the basic idea is that he appears right near “Redfountain School for Specialists”

Naturally, he’s freaking out cuz WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PLACE

After a while of freaking out, he looks up to see the WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT??? THATS A GIANT ASS PLACE

But as he looks around, realizing that there’s only trees for miles on end, he decides to head into the school to try and find someone to help him. Because… where the fuck is he? He just wanna go back to Izuku and Bakugo :(

So he heads in. I was thinking that it’s probably assembly day, and the kids around him just assumes hes just some poor new kid who’s about to get in trouble cuz he’s not in uniform. It’s an important meeting for the school, so he just gets dragged in with a bunch of boys who are about to be late.

I imagine he’s just trying to ask questions, sees these boys running, and says “what’s going on??” And they turn to him and go “dude, important assembly today! We’re about to be fuckin late, come on”

And they just run off.

And welll- denkis confused and weirded out but… if it means finding someone who can find him, then he’ll just follow behind and play along for now

Long story short, he ends up accidentally becoming a part of the school cuz- just- no one is questioning this yellowed hair boy with a lighting streak on the side. He’s not the weirdest thing they’ve seen. Not to mention- school in the middle of the forest, not really seen by outsiders?

Most people probably wouldn’t think it’s an outsider. I mean… who the fuck would be out in this forest anyways?

And well- it’s probably only haft way though does denki actually tell them what happened to him. And maybe they don’t believe him at first, but once he shows off his “magic” they might start to believe him.

Thing is, the show never really went into this school a lot ( at least what I remember ) sooo I might just make up a bunch of shit for this

I mean the other plan is just to have him be in the fairies school, they quickly realize he’s not suppose to be here, and probably do everything in their power to bring him back to his old world so idk

BUUUTTR the idea of denki learning to fight with a sword is cool and funny at the same time SO-

Also also I’m definitely gonna take some shit from the scrapped monster high x ever after high movie that was suppose to be made but never was, so that’s actually a perfect way to get deku and bakugo back together

Not to mention I’m probably gonna have Cupid ( who actually appears in both shows as an important side character ) to be involved. I mean, dimensional traveling? That’s kinda her thing, I think she would catch wind very quickly that bakugo ISNT from a fairy tale story.

But uhhh yea that’s all of my ideas I guess. Do with them with what you want lmao

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Stop the World and Melt with You//Eddie MunsonxFem!reader//Part 4

⚠️18+Only, mature themes, eventual smut, slow burn, reader has some anxiety, dread, fear of the unknown, magic, mystery, strangers to lovers, sexual tension, reader and Eddie are mid 20's. Word count: 4k

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🔸The initial shock has worn off, and the reality of your situation is setting in. More unexplainable things happen, and Eddie takes you to check out the newest addition to Hawkinsgate. The connection between the two of you grows.

Much love to the handful of people who are on this strange adventure with me ❤️

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The next day, you didn’t get out of bed for a very long time. When you first opened your eyes around daybreak, you reached up on the nightstand to check the time on your phone, realized it wasn’t there, and then everything came rushing back to you so hard, it knocked the wind out of you. You sat up and looked around, pulling your knees up to your chest, hugging yourself, as the adrenaline rush of the initial shock dissipated and a deep fear of the unknown gripped you.

Even though your cognitive brain was threatening to seize up as it tried to make sense and comprehend whatever the hell was happening to you, there was a strange, calm center at your core that kept whispering that you were right where you were supposed to be, and everything would be okay.

Trust me, the inner voice told you.

But your brain said ‘no thanks’ to that and just kept spinning it’s gears, trying to make sense of something that was beyond its scope of understanding. You could feel a full blown anxiety attack mounting as you sat there, wondering how you were supposed to navigate this freaky place alone.

But you weren’t alone. You had Eddie.

Eddie.

You had this feeling that you didn’t like to rely on anyone else. People flake, people let you down. You couldn’t trust anyone but yourself.

But you had no choice but to let down your defenses here; you had to ask questions, you had to accept help. This was not just any other town—this place was surreal. Another universe, a time jump, a wrinkle in reality.

And if this is what happens when you die, you’re going to be very upset.

After being curled up in a ball under the covers for hours, staring into space, you got up to drink the rest of your water and eat the last of the gas station peanuts that were in your bag. Finding food was the next priority. You put your mind to good use trying to find things you could possibly trade.

You turned the TV on so that you wouldn’t feel so alone, and fiddled with the dial until you settled on an episode of Gilligan’s Island. You sat down on the edge of the bed, directly in front of it, shaking your head at the cheesy, ridiculous, yet comforting, premise of the show. They all ended up marooned on an island and they made the best of it, they survived. The fresh fruit they were eating looked so juicy and delicious, it made your stomach rumble. After a handful of minutes, you stood up to head over and wash your face when you froze in your tracks, your eyes locked on what was in the middle of the floor.

There was a pineapple at your feet.

A pineapple.

Wait.

A pineapple?

It looked perfectly fresh and ripe like it had just been plucked. Hold on--had someone been in your room?? The thought put your nerves on end. You stepped over the pineapple to grab the mace that was on your key ring and aimed it ahead of you as you checked the bathroom. You made sure every space, including under the bed, was empty before you inspected the front door: it was still locked with the deadbolt on.

You spun around to make eye contact with the pineapple again, and the two of you had a bit of a standoff, as people and mysteriously appearing fruit are prone to do.

“Where did you come from?” You squinted, not really expecting an answer. Now, if the pineapple sudden grew lips and spoke to you—your brain would, in fact, short circuit and reduce you to a puddle of goo on the floor.

Thankfully, it was, indeed, just a piece of non-sentient fruit.

You picked the pineapple up to put it on the round table in the front corner, and you were staring at it, wondering if you should eat it or see how much it was worth in trade when there was a knock at your door.

You pulled the curtain back to check from the window first, relieved to see that it was Eddie.

“Long time, no see, sweetheart," he cocked his head, an impish grin on his face.

You couldn’t help yourself, you sprang forward with your arms out and hugged him tight. “I can’t tell you how glad I am to see you,” you said into his shoulder, and you meant it.

You made him stumble back a step, but he wrapped his arms around you as well; his head leaning against yours and his eyes closing for a brief moment before you parted.

“Are you busy right now?” he asked, even though he imagined it to be unlikely, he didn’t want to be presumptuous.

With a start, you realized you were wearing nothing but a yellow tank top and shorts pajama set with little goats on them, and tried to hide yourself behind the door.

“Um, nothing at the moment,” you told him.

“Would you like to go for a drive with me? I want to show you something.”

Before he could finish, you were already nodding yes.

He sat outside the door in the walkway on a plastic chair to wait while you got dressed. When you finally opened the door to let him know you were ready, you only had one more question:

“Can I bring my pineapple? I want to keep an eye on it.”

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He picked you up in an old blue and white van with porthole windows. He told you that he found the original model abandoned, baking in the sun, and he rebuilt the engine with Gary’s help.

You held the pineapple in between your legs so it wouldn’t get tossed around in the back seat or on the floorboard.

Eddie was impressed, but not entirely surprised, that a tropical piece of fruit appeared in your room.

“Pineapples don’t show up here very often,” he nodded, both hands on the steering wheel. “You could easily trade for a week of food at the diner for that baby.”

“But why was it in my room? How did it get there?”

“How does anything get here?” Eddie made a turn around a bend of trees among tall grasses, and then down a row of mismatched houses. A few were sunken into the ground on one side like they didn’t belong together at all. Some were from the 80’s, a couple were from the mid-century, and then there was an air stream trailer with a few plastic pink flamingos sticking up in the grass outside.

“Who lives there?” You asked, pointing at the trailer.

“No one, I don’t think,” Eddie ducked his head down to get a better look as he drove by. “That one just showed up a few days ago.”

...just showed up…

He looped around to the main road and you ended up in the vast, empty parking lot of what appeared to be an abandoned mall. The pavement was cracked and there were tufts of grass sprouting up through the fissures. The building looked almost sunken in on one side like it had literally dropped there from the sky. The glass was broken out in some of the windows, and the name of the mall across the archway was completely shattered.

“Honey, we’re home,” he chirped, looking pleased with himself at the joke.

“Oh, great,” you said halfheartedly, wrapping your arms around your pineapple.

“Stay there,” he told you as he got out so he could go around and open the door for you.

You put one foot out, but he could tell you were worried to leave your pineapple alone, so he took off his jean vest. “Here put it in the back seat and cover it with this. No one comes here. It will be safe.”

You did as he suggested, and then you followed him into the mall.

He pulled out a huge key ring that made him look like a professional janitor. “My uncle Wayne is in charge of the electricity for these new buildings when they appear. This whole place will be open to the public in a few days, but we get first dibs.”

“Open to the public,” you took in the crumbling nature of the building. “You mean it will be a fully functioning mall?”

“Haha, no,” Eddie said as he reached the main double doors. “People can come and trade or bid on things that they want. Clothes, books, you name it. Whatever is in here.”

You thought about that as you entered the big, echoing expanse of the main entrance.

It wasn’t empty though. There were no people around, but you could see through the cracked store windows that most of the shops still had merchandise in them. The clap of your boots sounded loud enough to be tap shoes as they met with the floor, and you reached a big structure that had once been a fountain. There was no water inside of it, but there were still hundreds, if not thousands, of coins at the bottom. A few birds fluttered to the fountain, and you tilted your head back to see the enormous glass skylight above that had been shattered in one part, letting nature in. For a few precious moments there, you weren’t worrying about where you came from, or where you were.

Eddie was watching you; enjoying the stunned look of awe on your face.

“So,” he stepped up close, bumping your arm with his. “What do you want to do first?”

You met his mischievous gaze as a smile crept across your face.

Next thing you knew, the two of you were peddling bicycles up and down the first floor, screaming, giggling, and racing each other. Your bike had blue and white streamers flying out from the handlebars, and Eddie’s was a black and red dirt bike. You rode around the makeup counters by yourself at Macy’s, trying on lipsticks, and taking a few sample packets of face wash and lotion from behind the counter. You both squealed to a stop in front of an arcade, and then Eddie switched the power on while you scrambled in he fountain to fill your pockets with coins.

You beat his score at Pac-Man, and when you turned to stick your tongue out at him to gloat at your victory, he was bent over and his face was close, right at your shoulder, and you were both gripped with a surge of intensity; lips parted, hovering mere inches apart. Your gaze lifted to his chocolate button eyes and he whispered, “beginners luck,” before turning away from you, flustered, jumping back on his bike, waving at you to follow him.

The second floor was home to the food court, and you didn’t dare touch the old, dried up pans of pizza, but there were packaged sandwiches that appeared to be only a day or two old. After a quick inspection of the contents, you both decided you were too hungry to worry about it and devoured them. You grabbed a plastic bag and filled it with sacks of chips, cookies, and some other sealed goods.

Eddie found you staring at an outfit on a mannequin in a store window, and he snuck up behind you, fingers sinking gently into your ribs, and you yelped.

“Go try it on,” he told you, in regards to the outfit. “Take it if you like it.”

“I feel bad taking things from here, for some reason,” you admitted. You didn’t feel bad about taking the food, because it was a necessity, and most of it would go bad anyway, but clothes? They just didn’t seem as important to you in the moment.

“When they open this place to the public in a couple days, people will wipe these stores clean without any hesitation,” he assured you. “Take it. You deserve it.”

You worked your jaw for a few seconds, thinking, and then you were back in the fitting room putting it on. You liked it so much, you put your old clothes in a big, square paper bag with a handle. On your way out to model the new outfit for Eddie, another piece of clothing caught your eye, and you slipped it in your bag, along with a pair of shoes that were your size. You hoped you had an opportunity to wear them down the road.

The places you both spent the longest at were the record store for Eddie, and the bookstore for you. You weren’t sure how much time had passed, but the light coming through the main skylight was getting dim. Eddie found you around the far aisle, on the floor with a book in your lap, and he showed you the sack of tapes and vinyl he picked out.

“This one is for you, kiddo,” he said with a wink, holding up a blank Memorex tape. “I’ve got some songs in mind I want to put on here fore you.”

“Hey, wait, I got you something too,” you lifted your eyebrows, turning to the stack of items at your side. You picked up the gift and sprang to your feet. It was a black, leather bound journal, and you found a nice pen to clip onto the side of it.

Eddie moved his lips infinitesimally as he looked down, turning it over in his hands to feel the indentations of the embossed cover.

“It’s a journal,” you offered, unable to read his silence. “For when you write music, or whatever.” At the diner, he mentioned that he used to play guitar and write music, but that he didn’t have much time for it anymore.

“You…” Eddie stammered. “You were thinking about me?”

His eyes met yours and your first instinct was to say, “always,” but instead, you punched him playfully in the arm and reminded him that it was getting late and you wanted to check on your pineapple.

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Eddie’s van was still the only vehicle in the parking lot, and you were careful not to trip on the ruptured, split pavement as you carried all of your bags back with you.

Your pineapple was glad to see you. You put it inside of Eddie’s vest and buttoned it up to make it look like the pineapple was a dude in a jacket and the flourish of green leaves was his hair. You held it in the crook of your arm and show it to Eddie, proudly, as you secured the seatbelt across the two of you.

“What should we name him?”

“I can’t give him a name, it will be too hard to get rid of him,” you admitted. “Speaking of trading, is there some kind of supermarket around here where I can buy some groceries?”

Eddie took you to the Family Grocer that was settled into the foundation much like the mall, but it was actually full of cool stuff. Eddie stayed in the van to listen to some of his new tapes, and you took your pineapple son in to the store with you and place him in the front seat of your cart proudly with his vest on.

There were jellies and jams and produce from local farms, but then there was also exotic boxed and canned goods from other countries, labels written in foreign languages. Everything was in designated sections, but also mismatched; no more than two of one certain brand. The deli meats all came from local livestock, and they had a few of those trinket machines by the door. You slipped a few of your quarters in that you took from the fountain and got some fake tattoos for you and Eddie.

You grabbed a few essentials, including some gallons of water and the soda you had been craving, plus some canned goods, and a can opener. You weren’t sure how much the pineapple would get you, so you were cautious at first, but then the girl at the checkout stand called her manager over to show him what you were trading with, and they told you to pick out as much as you wanted.

You assumed that meant within reason, but you went back and got six pack of beer and beef jerky sticks and pink lady apples and some shampoo and conditioner.

You loaded the groceries into the side of Eddie’s van, and then you handed him back his denim vest, and gave him a sad but resigned look. “He was a good boy. He’ll always be in our hearts.”

“Can I cook you dinner tonight, as a thank you?” You asked as he put the van into gear. “I mean, we’d have to go to your place. My motel room doesn’t have a kitchen.”

Eddie hesitated, not because he didn’t like your suggestion, but because his place was a pigsty.

“Or, not,” you cleared your throat, taking his long pause as him not knowing how to tell you no. “I just wanted to...do something nice for you. Since you bought dinner the other day.”

“Oh, I’d love it,” he choked out, not wanting to give you the wrong idea. “Just give me an hour, okay? I need to clean the place up a bit.”

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Eddie gave you directions to the trailer park he lived in, and you caught him frantically sweeping the porch as you drove up. His hair was wet, and he looked nervous, but excited to see you. One trailer over, there was an older man with gray hair on the porch smoking a cigarette, and he lifted a hand to give you a partial wave.

Eddie introduced the two of you. “That’s my uncle Wayne,” he pointed, holding the broom like a guitar. “He’s my neighbor.”

“Oh okay,” you smiled back at him, unable to wave because you had a grocery bag in each hand. “Would you like to have dinner with us?” You called out across the way to him.

“He works the night shift,” Eddie let you know, jumping over the porch to help you carry things, his wallet chain hitting the banister as he vaulted over like a super hero. “But I’ll save some for him.”

Eddie was out of breath, and you could tell he’d been frantically trying to straighten up. There were a couple of empty beer cans on the coffee table in front of the sofa and he rushed to pick them up as you entered.

“Well,” he held his arms out to his sides, fingers clutching the cans. “This is the castle. It’s not much, but it’s mine.”

“I love it,” you said, honestly. It was cozy and scattered and so...Eddie. He helped you put things down in the kitchen and you noticed that the drying rack by the sink was full of dishes still dripping wet. He gave you the tour down the hall to the bathroom, but said he preferred not to show you his bedroom just yet because it was a disaster, and you respected that. You stopped to look at a framed photo in the hall that looked it was a 7 or 8 year old Eddie holding a fish up next to a man who resembled a younger Wayne. The frame was made of glued on elbow macaroni.

Eddie exhaled a breath as he leaned his hip against the counter. “Can I help you? Do you need anything?”

You asked him to show you where the pots were as you put some things in the fridge. “Here,” you said, handing him the 6 pack of beer. “Open two of these for us.”

You had a strong feeling you were not a gourmet chef, but you knew how to make spaghetti with red sauce and garlic bread. Eddie tried to give you room by staying in the living room, but he realized that he liked being close to you, and it made him keep circling back through the kitchen to tell you it smelled good or to crack a joke about something that happened earlier in the day at the mall.

At no point during dinner did you think about anything else than who you were sitting across from and the stories he was telling you. Throughout your day, you wondered about things like how you knew how to boil noodles, but couldn’t remember where you grew up or the names of your parents. Had you been raised by both parents? Or maybe an eccentric aunt who lived in a haunted house in the woods?

“I’ve decided I’m just going to make up a past for myself,” you told Eddie, dipping your garlic bread in the red sauce. “I mean, it’s a blank slate, right? So, I figure I can just give myself the life I want.”

Eddie could feel the shift; the moment you stopped trying to get back to wherever you were from and decided you liked being in that moment with him. As selfish as it was: he didn’t want you to go back. He had wanted you to stay from the start, but now he felt like it might rip his guts out if one day you just weren’t there. He didn’t know how it all worked, but maybe if you truly believed that you belonged there, and stopped trying to search for another place, you wouldn’t slip away. There was always a chance. He wasn’t ready to tell you that he knew you before he met you, because he didn’t want it to scare you away.

You were putting the dishes in the sink and loading the rest of the food into mismatched Tupperware containers from the 70’s for Eddie and Wayne, when you remembered something.

“I almost forgot!” You spun around and darted out the door to run to your truck without any explanation, leaving the front door open as you went. It was dark out and the sunset over the trees was a loud pink and orange. A few crickets serenaded you from under the porch.

You slammed the door to your old truck shut and bounced up the stairs with two flat pieces of white cardboard pinched between your fingers.

There were one of each, and you held them up to Eddie who had his arms braced high in the door frame, waiting for you with a curious look. For a second, the way he was standing there made you catch your breath. His shirt had drifted up to exposed the trail of hair above his belt and the glimpse of a tattoo on his lower stomach. Eddie caught you looking and smiled at you, blushing slightly.

“Um,” you made your way over to the door, but then he didn’t move out of your way, he just slid his back against one side of the frame so that you had to share the rectangle opening with him. You kept one foot on the porch and stepped the other into the linoleum floor, smelling his fresh, soapy skin and whatever spicy vanilla shampoo he used. Your knee touched his and you could feel his eyes searching your face as your attention was on the little cardboard envelopes in your hand.

Finally, you met his eyes, “I thought we could both get tattooed tonight.”

You hadn’t opened them to see what the designs were yet, so when the two of you sat down at the kitchen table, you had an idea. “Okay, you pick, and whichever one you get, you have to put it on no matter what it is. Same for me.”

“Deal,” Eddie tilted his chin at you with an air of confidence, not afraid to wear a pink kitten on the skin of his forearm, if that is what it came down to.

Eddie opened his and pumped his fist in the air, triumphantly, happy with his choice.

You opened yours and all of the color drained from your face.

“This must be a mistake,” you whispered.

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